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Keema was purchasing some meat from Hogni Red-Arm after resting at the inn the next day. She was rather careful considering she was sure the guards would probably imprison her again the moment she inadvertently breaks the law, and she wanted out as soon as she was done here.

"All this meat... Are you sure you can finish all of this on the road?" Hogni asked her.

"After what I went through, I think I can eat a whole horse on the way" Keema said.

"Hmm... Yes, I think I can understand, what with that... That misunderstanding... Anyway, I have a bit of advice to give you before you leave" Hogni said.

"And what's that?" Keema asked him.

"Well... Since you basically helped the forsworn escape, I can't blame you, you better watch out for them. They may have helped you escape but they're all in it for themselves in the end, no loyalties to others except for themselves. After all, they are here for one reason, and one reason only" Hogni warned her.

"To take the reach" Keema said, remembering where their loyalties ultimately lie in the end.

"That's right, and I think they only helped you in case things got bloody, hoping that they'd find strength in numbers. In any case, best of luck, may the divines bless your journey" Hogni said before tending to another customer.

"Divines... I should get a blessing from one of them, just in case" Keema thought, thinking back to how the forsworn were basically daedra worshippers, and left for the temple of Dibella.

As she was walking though, a beggar by the name of Degaine had approached her.

"Excuse me lady, but are you perhaps interested in making a very large profit?" Degaine asked her.

"...? What do you mean? And what large profit?" Keema asked him.

"Oh nothing too big, all you have to do is steal a statue of Dibella" Degaine told her.

"... And where am I gonna steal it?" Keema asked, not liking where this was going.

"Why in the temple of Dibella of course" Degaine replied.

No, she wasn't going to steal from a temple of all places, a sacred place. The divines might as well strike her down with a bolt of thunder on the spot if she ever considered something like that, and decided to decline.

"Sorry, but I'm not gonna do something like that" Keema said, and left for the temple.

"Shit..." Degaine cursed, knowing she was one of the only strangers in town.

Suddenly, Degaine felt someone tap his shoulder.

"I can help you with that" Said a cloaked figure behind him.

...

Entering the temple, Keema saw a priestess of Dibella praying to one of the statues, and went on her way to pray to one of them as well.

"Oh goddess Dibella, please guide me and bring me to a safe journey towards the..." Keema thought, remembering that she was supposed to find Sam, and a so called staff.

Keema thought how was the staff even important in the first place? Although she does admit having a staff would be useful, whatever it may be, while she hasn't learned anything too good. Sure she had flames, sparks, and healing for herself but that's about it. She had to learn something better soon or she might find it harder to combat something that might be immune to physical attacks one day, it never hurts to be prepared.

"Towards finding Sam and retrieving the staff in Rorikstead. The path to righteousness is hard and... Um... Help me become more resilient from those wanting to covet my body" She finished, blushing at the thought of having another man ravage her body, pinning her down and... No, she shouldn't be thinking of those kind of things!

Finishing her prayers, she stood up only for the priestess from earlier looking at her in awe.

"You again, I thought I would have seen the last of you. Hmm... Yes, I think you're the perfect candidate for this job" The priestess said.

"W-What? What job?" Keema asked her.

"Hamal can explain more. But I overheard that part about a man ravaging your body, and I think the blessing of Dibella can certainly help with that" The priestess offered her.

"I... Didn't I already get it just now?" Keema asked her, wondering what she even meant.

"No, this is a special blessing, given only to those who would want protection, or a more offensive protection. In fact, this blessing is one that infuses them with the ability to be stronger than the opposite sex, granting them solid footing, maybe even more against the strength of the opposite sex, whether it be physical or magical injuries" The priestess explained to her.

A blessing that grants her more strength? That... Certainly sounds like something she can take advantage of in most situations.

"Lead the way then" Keema said as she followed the priestess.

Following the priestess, Keema followed her into the inner sanctum and was soon greeted by other priests, at least 5 others.

The leader seemed to stand up on the stone chair that was elevated higher than the others.

"And just what do you think you're doing?" The head priestess asked.

"Mother Hamal, I've come here to offer this pilgrim the duty of finding the priestess for us, you see..." The priestess with Keema said before whispering to Hamal.

After finishing their exchange, Hamal was left blushing and turned to Keema, who was oblivious to what they were feeling about what she prayed for, the last part at least.

"So you're willing to accept our noble mission to retrieve our sybil of Dibella then?" Hamal asked Keema.

"Yes, although what is a sybil of Dibella?" Keema asked her.

"The Sybil of Dibella is a prophetess for our dear lady Dibella. She is in constant direct contact with our goddess and through her, knows we may know the mind and will of our goddess. If the sybil dies, a new Sybil of Dibella is revealed through a ritual, which we have just finished" Hamal finished.

"So where is this sybil of Dibella then?" Keema asked her.

"Through the Protocol, we have seen the home of the next Sybil, to the north, in a small village pressed against the stone called Karthwasten. If you can travel there, and retrieve our young Sybil, you may receive our blessing and forgive that mess you made in the temple. Now go, the sybil of Dibella must be brought to the temple as soon as possible, lest something bad happens to her, and we can't afford that to happen anytime soon" Hamal finished.

As Hamal and Keema conversed with each other, they didn't notice someone sneak by them and and made a grab for the statue further in the hall.

So Keema was now tasked with retrieving a prophet that she didn't even know looked like... At the very least it seemed simple, and if she could find this village, it was only a matter of time before she'd find one.

...

"Ah yes! Quick quick! Give it here! Wouldn't want the thieves guild from hearing about us. No no, they'd want a cut! But since you managed to steal it, here's your half of what it's worth" Degaine said as he handed the cloaked figure 150 septims.

"This is hardly worth the effort, but I'll take it, wasn't much of a challenge, especially with the 'distraction' at the moment. But fine, I'll be taking my leave, if it wasn't for keeping my identity a secret" The cloaked figure said.

"Er, don't mention it then. You don't snitch on me and I don't snitch on you miss... Uh..." Degaine said, not knowing what to call her.

"Names aren't important, so I'd advise you to do the same" The cloaked figure walked away, with Degaine running off to sell the statue to someone else.

Upon entering the inn, the figure took the cowl off her head, revealing herself to be a dark elf, and paid for a large sum on the countertop, at least 300 gold.

"My... What a generous amount, for what are you paying for all this?" Klepper, the owner of the silverblood inn said.

"A whole month's worth at an inn, I have some research to attend to, and if you manage to keep your mouth shut about my presence here, I'll gladly double the amount" The dark elf offered.

"Gladly, is there anything else you want?" Klepper asked her.

"Is there an alchemist that dabbles in poisons around here? The kind that doesn't kill?" The dark elf asked Klepper.

"We do have a resident alchemist, you can stop by there, near the blacksmith, you can't miss it" Klepper said.

Leaving the money on the counter, the dark elf left the inn.

"Damn you Mercer... I'll have my revenge soon enough..." The dark elf muttered as she tried to find the alchemist's shop.

...

So heading to Karthwasten, she had to come across a mining village from what it looked like, and it seems like she had also come across an argument.

"I want you and your sellswords out of my mine Atar!" Said a Breton, clearly angry at the band of mercenaries, and standing with some miners beside him.

"Watch your tongue, native. We'll leave when we're sure there are no Forsworn here" The leader of the swellswords here.

"Oh, and when would that be, I wonder? When I sell my land to the Silver-Bloods?" The breton asked him.

"The Silver-Bloods have made you a very generous offer for this pile of dirt. I suggest you take it" Atar said before leaving, not bothering to listen further into the landowner's words.

The miners went back to work, with the breton seemingly distraught.

Deciding that he would be her best chance to know where the sybil was, she approached the breton.

"Hello, um, do you know of a young girl here?" Keema asked the breton.

"A... A sybil? You mean like those prophetesses?" The breton asked.

"Yes, the priestesses of Dibella said something about a young girl who was destined to be one here. Do you know of such a girl" Keema asked him.

"Well... Look, my name is Ainetach, and I might help you out with finding the girl, but I'm in a bind right now. If you could help me out with my problem, I could point you out to someone who knows about the girl" Ainetach requested.

"Does it have something to do with those mercenaries from earlier?" Keema asked him, assuming what she had listened in on earlier.

"Yes, I want those mercenaries out of my mine, and I don't think they'll leave until I agree to sell my land. Problem is not only is it my land, but it's the only thing keeping the villagers here from having a proper job, and I can't allow that, others are counting on me and I won't let a bunch of mercenaries take away something that's been sustaining all of us, it's the only thing that's worth even visiting our village for" Ainetach explained.

"I'll see what I can do" Keema said and started heading to the mines.

"I'd keep my sword arm at the ready if I were you, trust me, you don't want to be outnumbered, and I don't want somebody's blood in my hands" Ainetach said before she entered.

As she walked further into the mine, she thought that maybe this would not be worth it after all considering she was counting on getting a blessing that might have been a total sham. But since she was already here, she might as well finish it and go all the way.

Getting to the very end of the mine, it looked more like the end of a bandit cave than a mine, and all the mercenaries that were threatening Ainetach earlier were looking at her, knowing that she was sent by Ainetach... And of course gazing lustfully at her. Lots of muscular, men ready to fight. Probably have lots of stamina to keep railing her pussy hard enough to make her black out... Wait what? Why was she thinking like that?

Slapping herself mentally in her head, she approached Atar but was interrupted before she could say anything.

"Wait, don't speak. Ainetach sent you didn't he? Well too bad! He either sells his land or we stay here until he does" Atar immediately said.

"But you can't just do this! A lot of people are counting on the mining business to remain relevant to Markarth!" Keema tried to reason with him.

"And does it look like I care?" Atar said, not wanting to back down easily.

"You'll care if you get an angry mob of people waiting to tear you apart if you keep this up" Keema said.

Atar stopped for a bit, as if reconsidering the thought of Ainetach and an entire village would potentially kill them, if their tolerance wasn't as he had hoped.

"Well it wouldn't be good for my coin purse I'll tell you that. But until that happens, I won't be leaving here. The Silver-Blood family has paid us much just to convince Ainetach to sell this land. We're not going to go away, especially after getting some easy money" Atar replied.

This was gonna be hard, they didn't seem too scared, but he did hesitate, and now for the next tactic; intimidation.

"I could kill you right now" Keema said as she drew her greatsword hanging from her back.

"Oh? Well then strike me down and all my men here will strike you down, let's see who actually wins then" Atar said fearlessly as he drew his sword.

Damn... Not even a direct threat worked... Bribery... Maybe that could work.

"How much are the silverbloods paying you? You can all walk away from this unharmed if you leave now" Keema asked him.

"Easily 1000 gold (Cause lets be real here, most gold that the mercs in game get paid for are like, worth dirt). But of course, you'll have to pay each of us triple just to double cross the Silver-Bloods, I don't suppose you have that sort of money do you?" Atar said.

Now they were ripping her off... Another idea sprung into her mind, but it was a foolish and stupid one, she'd have to disgrace and defile herself willingly to these-

"Why not my body then? I noticed your men eyeing my breasts, and I could use all of you to satisfy me" Keema said, surprised by what she said, her own mouth saying words that were not her own.

How could she have spoken them? She wasn't even thinking about them in her mind unless... Something or someone was controlling her? Were the gods punishing her or something? Was it Dibella herself willing her to do something like this? No... It made sense, this was for finding the sybil, and not because she was a slut, at least that's what she thought to rationalize what she just said and done.

"Now we're talking. See? You could have offered yourself to us earlier and we wouldn't have wasted both of our time" Atar said and started undressing, revealing the uncut nord cock he had, as well as presenting the typical beard most nords seem to have.

"Tch... This is for finding the sybil... And nothing else" Keema said to herself and undressed, feeling excitement and horniness engulf her body the instant the men started to give catcalls and comments on her body.

Atar then laid on his back, his cock erect and standing up.

"Why don't you squat on my dick then huh? Show me what you can REALLY do" Atar said as he put his hands behind his head while laying on the ground.

"Yeah bitch! Let's see how that pussy handles a real nord's cock!" Another of them said while jerking their cocks to the size of Keema's large tits.

"Damn it... You better be grateful you bastard" Keema said as disdainfully as she could, squatting down and letting the cock rub along her pussy, teasing the tip.

She felt herself getting wet, she felt like she wanted it... But at the same time she felt like she was being manipulated by something as she gave in to her desires.

"Fuck... She's really into this..." Another mercenary said as he grabbed her hand and made her give him a handjob.

Ainetach grabbed her thighs and pulled her down all the way, making her tense up as she felt the cock hit her deep, making her prematurely cum and tighten on the cock like a vise that didn't want to let go.

"Shit... She's really enjoying this isn't she? You already came this early" Ainetach said, and mercilessly pounded her pussy hard and fast.

"I-I'm not...!" Keema tried to say before another grabbed her head and started to fuck her mouth brutally.

"Oh god... Her tongue is incredible! It's coiling around me so much!" The mercenary moaned as he thrusted hard into her impatiently.

Keema was in heaven, at least four cocks were fucking her, and she absolutely loved it!

The one receiving a handjob though, felt like it wasn't enough as he pulled away his precumming cock.

"Got any room over there Atar?" The mercenary asked.

"Why of course, why don't you try the backdoor?" Atar offered the mercenary as he grabbed her big ass and squeezed her anus wide open.

"Angh... W-Wait... That place is...!" Keema tried to protest to the use of her other rear end but was ignored as the mercenary wormed his cock into her.

"Ohhhh shit... Argonians are the fucking best!" The mercenary moaned as he hugged her tail and thrusted like crazy into her, causing her to go wild with pleasure.

Keema drooled, she missed this feeling, being filled with numerous cocks despite her not wanting to admit it.

"We should go to blackmarsh sometime... Ngh... Get ourselves to an argonian brothel...! Shit... I don't even know if there are argonians like this hot bitch!" Atar said as he and his men pulverized her and breaking her mind with their cocks.

Keema was getting pleasured more than she ever was before, she didn't know why this was happening but her body felt like it was 3 times as sensitive than before.

Keema was thrusting back, slamming her pussy and ass down on both cocks, her ass acting like it was a secondary pussy, she was getting overwhelmed even more than ever before!

Atar grabbed her tits and squeezed, causing a chain reaction and making her cum instantly, and causing her pussy to squeeze even tighter.

"S-Shit... Agh fuck! Her pussy is too good... Nguwah... I-I'm cumming already!" Atar moaned as he got close too soon.

"Fuck.... Me too... Wish I could trade places with you... This bitch deserves to get pregnant...!" The mercenary fucking her ass commented.

The mercenary receiving a handjob pulled away from her hand and forced her to suck two cocks at once with the mercenary who was getting a blowjob already.

"You weren't kidding! Her mouth is incredible!" The mercenary groaned, feeling Keema's long tongue snake around his balls as well.

"You better swallow our cum! It's good for lizards like you!" The other mercenary said.

And in a brief moment, they all came at the same time, cumming hard into and onto each other, white fluids splattering all over each other.

Keema's eyes rolled up as her body felt unimaginable ecstasy, as if her whole body came, not just her pussy, but her mind, tits, mouth, and even ass came, making her faint.

Atar and the Silver-Blood mercenaries left her there, fainted in the mines, and left just as they promised.

...

"Wake up... Hey wake up!" A voice said, as she was woken up by an orc woman.

Keema quickly realized that she was still naked and got dressed in her elven armor, the ordeal wasn't like the other sexual encounters she had. Something was controlling her mouth, what she spoke, and what she felt, but she didn't have anything to explain it. Were the mercenaries using some sort of spell? No, they didn't seem like the sort, otherwise they would have made Ainetach sell his land if they knew any sort of mind manipulating spells.

"You were passed out, Ainetach said something about an argonian who helped out and thought you had left, luckily you didn't... I don't suggest that you tell Ainetach what had happened to you, wouldn't exactly want to explain finding your cunt full of cum now" The orc woman said and left her alone.

Embarrassed, she traveled back outside and knocked on Ainetach's house, or at least what he assumed to be his. Luckily, she was correct and saw the friendly breton's face as he opened the door.

"Ah! You're here! I thought you'd left after making those mercenaries leave. I wasn't around at the time when they left, trying to come up with something to make them leave" Ainetach said.

"It's alright... Although I think the gods might be looking down and punishing me considering what happened" Keema said.

"Pardon?" Ainetach said, not knowing what she meant.

"It's nothing... So can you tell me about the young girl?" Keema asked him, getting back on track with her quest.

"Oh! Right! The girl! Um... I won't point you to her parents since they might do something rash if they find out anything about her being chosen by the gods. Trust me, they'll endanger their lives if you do. Can I trust you not to tell them?" Ainetach asked her.

"I promise, I'll keep her safe once I rescue her, and inform them once I take her to the temple of Dibella" Keema promised.

"Good... The girl, Fjotra, was kidnapped by the forsworn, we don't know why exactly but if it's true that she's the next Sybil of Dibella, then it's all the more important to rescue her. Time is of the essence and the girl is in danger, please hurry, I'm not sure how her father will react" Ainetach advised her.

"Understood, I'll try to be cautious" Keema replied and went to broken tower redoubt.

...

As soon as she headed there, she was spotted by the forsworn. That wasn't a problem though, as she immediately transformed into a werewolf and slaughtered them all, and doing the same as she ascended the tower.

Upon reaching the top and into the main chamber, she massacred the forsworn briarheart by ripping the briar heart from his stitched chest.

But upon seeing the small girl in the cell, she transformed back into her original form, and freed her using the key she found from the forsworn she just killed.

"Are you one of them?" The girl asked her.

"No, I'm here to free you. Your name is Fjotra right?" Keema asked her.

The girl nodded.

"You're the next sybil of Dibella, and I'm here to take you to the temple. Don't worry, I'll tell your parents once you're delivered safely, you'll be safer in the city, I promise" Keema reassured her.

"Then it's true what the forsworn were saying, that I'm the sybil of Dibella. But I never thought it'd be true, I'm honored to be called for this duty by the gods, lead on" Fjotra said as she followed her out of the dungeon.

As they walked, the sun was already setting, and Keema was a bit tired.

"It's getting dark out... I should have bought some torches before leaving, but I think we can make a campsite in the meantime. Is that alright with you Fjotra?" Keema asked her.

"It's alright, it's better than being trapped in a jail cell at least" Fjotra agreed.

Keema set up a camp, complete with a campfire while roasting some meat she bought from Hogni Red-Arm earlier, pitching a tent for the both of them as they then ate their meat.

"How did you know I was in danger? You don't look like a local, and I know everybody in Karthwasten" Fjotra said as she ate the venison chop.

"I didn't, the priestesses of Dibella told me where you were, and they said they'd give me Dibella's blessing if I bring you back there" Keema admitted.

"Huh... I wonder what they did, I guess I'll find out when I get there. By the way, can you tell me more about yourself?" Fjotra asked her.

"About myself? Well... I can't tell you much about myself, like, what kind of things do you even want to know?" Keema asked Fjotra.

"Well... I don't know if being a sybil is a good thing, I mean, it might endanger me, and worry my parents. I never wanted to be part of all this, but at the same time, I knew I never fit in the mining town well since I could barely lift a pickaxe, and I have no interest in doing that at all. But hearing the forsworn say something so grand of a title for me, I thought they were just insulting me, but it's all true. Now that I know it is, I don't know if I could even live up to those kinds of duties" Fjotra admitted halfheartedly.

Keema put a hand on the little girl's shoulder.

"You can't run away from your destiny, it's something that we all must face one day. Everyone must find and fight for the destiny that the gods gave them, the difference is that yours has already been found, now you just have to fulfill it" Keema smiled at her.

Fjotra felt at ease, and yawned as she felt drowsy.

"I'm sleepy..." Fjotra said as she finished the meat.

"That's good, you'll need all the energy you'll need for tomorrow. Show the priestesses that you're worthy of being the sybil" Keema told her.

Fjotra tucked herself in her bedroll, and slept soundly, leaving Keema to her thoughts.

Keema sighed as she sat by the campfire.

"Unlike me..." Keema muttered.

She remembered how she had basically abandoned the prophecy that she'd be a ruiner of families, and the cause of bad luck for many... But if the prophecy were untrue, maybe she was overthinking things.

Although Kodlak and Skjor's death was something she deeply regretted, and thought was her fault, she hoped that it as just a big coincidence, and the prophecy was something she was just overthinking about.

...

"Here boss, this was all that we could buy" A blackblood marauder said as he placed a small basket of foreign flowers in front of Shade.

Shade smirked as she looked at the crate, wolfsbane was hard to come by, but it was more than enough to put down a single werewolf, Keema.

"Good, give those wolfsbane flowers to Deeja, have the bitch make potions for each and every one of you. Make sure you carry one with all of you at all times. When you find an argonian with the same body like mine, you'll know what to do. After you receive the poisons from Deeja, patrol the territorial waters for the argonian, and while you're at it, pose as my informants in solitude. If anybody, or even better, the argonian slut herself is there, tell her to come here, I don't care what excuse you give her, just make her come here and you'll get as much free pussy with her as you want" Shade ordered the blackblood marauder.

The marauder took the basket and carried it to Deeja obediently, as Shade laughed to herself.

Captain Hargar didn't have much respect for Shade, and wasn't too keen on following her orders. He respected Deeja and Jaree-Ra, but not this newcomer who waltzed in and took over everything. So he'll hatch a plan, and execute it with the others when the time was right, and put the brother and sister back to leadership soon.

Shade laughed as she thought of all the pirates gangbanging Keema until she went crazy, and lost her mind in the process.

"Just you wait Keema, I'll make you suffer just as much as I have suffered. I'll turn you into the greatest slut the world has ever seen" Shade laughed evilly.

...

"The... The sybil of Dibella! You've brought her here!" Hamal said as the priestesses took Fjotra with them to initiate her.

"It was nothing I couldn't handle" Keema said while smiling.

"You've truly earned the blessing of Dibella child, prostrate yourself before the altar upstairs, and you'll receive the promised blessing by drinking the holy waters of the altar" Hamal ordered her.

"Um... Alright then" Keema said, thinking she had been duped, although she might as well try it.

Going back up, she prayed in front of the shrine and drank it's waters.

She felt something within her well up, and felt herself give off some sort of faint gold glow like she was ascending to some kind of godhood, before it disappeared. She felt... Nothing actually...

That is until she felt her breasts swell up a bit, along with her asscheeks growing larger, making her panic.

"You have got to be kidding me..." Keema said, feeling herself up, noticing that she was now even more voluptuous than before.

Regardless, her duty was done, and it was now time to leave. Perhaps she could inform Fjotra's parents about their daughter now that she was in a safe place.

Unbeknownst to Keema, a ghostly, yellow glowing figure watched over her. This figure was none other than a divine, smiling down on her.

"I will lend you my strength, my child, for you are destined to spread love and pleasure, for all, in the near future~" The sultry goddess said, before she disappeared in a golden light that faded.

It's been a while since I wrote, was a bit busy with the fanfic. Next chapter will be her taking the cursed tribe quest, and getting fucked by Yamarz this time, of course she feels the words said by herself come from someone else as if she's being controlled (The next chapter after that will address who's doing that but you probably already know who it is).