Something Wicked
Chapter 5: Harder Trial

"Cyril of Greenfield,"

Today was not a good day for the party of Cyril of Greenfield. Arrested during the middle of the night, and to make matters worse before that, dealing with warg riders, their leader, and one of the many creations of King Bonelaught; Not to mention Lady Contrina, an overdeveloped Death Knight trying to seduce them all! He was forced to spend the night in jail while he awaited trial tomorrow, where he faced the judge.

"Yes your honor?" Cyril looked at the judge.

The judge himself was a elderly light elf, with silvery hair and a beard to match. He was dressed in robes, and with various beads. He looked down at the boy who later said, "You were charged with sexual assault of one Uahna, and the leading of various hostiles near the defenses! How do you plead?"

Uahna stood up. "I was never assaulted, I invited him in! It's hardly rape when you enjoy it."

"ORDER!" The judge commanded. He later looked at the prosecutor. "Prosecutor, your thoughts?"

The prosecutor was a fine, yet stern elf woman. She was like all the other patrons here, but she was very stern. "Your honor, we all had adventures like this when we were children, but this incorrigible behavior has got to stop!" She slammed her fist down. "She will eventually give in to the Pleasure Goddess's whims, unleashing all sorts of destruction!"

"Objection!" Levine stood up. She whispered in Uahna's ear as she said, "I decided to play the defense today. Don't worry, I'll get you out of this." She later turned loud again. "What Uahna did was far from Pleasure Goddess worship; Rather than an adolescence trip out of sheer boredom, she wasn't that popular in school."

The crowd murmured.

"Of course, I stood by her regardless of the outcomes, and fought off those who would dare look down on her like a pack of snobs."

Uahna remembered this well. Despite her social standing, she wasn't the popular girl in her school. She was quiet and reserved most of the time. Then she grew up, older, but somewhat wiser as the rush of boredom entered her veins. She would go around screwing many men and possible women, and used her magic to 'clean' herself, and go on many adventures within the forest, where she met Cyril. Now she's quite popular due to her adorable physique.

Levine was even more developed than her mistress, despite them going on adventures together. The truth is, she's ashamed of her breast size, and if Uahna found out that Levine had bigger breasts than her mistress, then things would be far more complicated.

This is going to be a long trial, Cyril thought. Mikhaela better get here soon.


"Malkivor!" Mikhaela called out. She was in the mage's laboratory, with various chemicals and potions that the mage made in his spare time.

Malkivor was as young as he was, yet old on the inside as he had silver hair down to his shoulders. He was dressed in flowing white robes and sporting a mighty staff. "Ah, Mikhaela, how much have you grown!" He was staring at her bust. He remembered that the most somehow.

"Master!" Mikhaela blushed as she covered herself up. "This is serious! Unless we do something to save my student, Cyril and his friends are going to be executed, or worse!"

Malkivor scratched his chin. "This is dire indeed, a bond between student and teacher severed by law." He then took his staff. "I watched the whole thing last night, you deserve a warning rather a death sentence." He walked alongside the sorceress. Something is definitely wrong here."

Mikhaela obeyed.


After a while, the trial was about to come to a close. The decision of the verdict was rather different than other courts; One side would say guilty while the other side say not guilty.

There were jurors who thought Cyril and friends were guilty while others who thought he was not. The line was formed, and a participant would tell the judge his or her decision and move to one side of the room.

The first person said, "Guilty." And moved to the left side of the room.

Another person said, "Innocent." And moved to the right.

Cyril was held in his seat. He and his friends all did the same.

"Guilty."

"Guilty."

"Innocent."

"Guilty."

"Innocent."

"Innocent."

The verdict went on, eventually both sides have equal jurors. It was insane, seeing that this argument can last all afternoon.

The judge looked at the end results and said, "Well, it seems we have a tie. Even if I would break the tie, I couldn't decide if Cyril and his friends would be guilty or innocent." The judge later called out, "If any of you would like to break this tie, speak now or...."

"Innocent."

The crowd gasped to see who it was.

It was Malkivor. He had Mikhaela with him as he walked towards the judge and jury. "All these people wanted was to enjoy the sights and sounds of Aguila, and this is how you repay them?" He later turned to Mikhaela. "Mikhaela came on by to see me, there's no reason to place them on trial."

The prosecutor stepped up towards Malkivor and said angrily, "Objection! You are obviously missing the point of this trial;" She later pointed out to Cyril. "He's been accused of sexually assaulting Uahna and diving into possible Pleasure Goddess worship! Ever thought of that?"

Malkivor smiled. "It's just a phase he is going through, he will grow out of it. The same can be said about Uahna, whom I both watched while I got the call that Mikhaela and her friends will be coming here!"

"And what does this have to do with Uahna?" The prosecutor grew even more pissed off.

Malkivor smiled again. "Let the boy speak."

It was Cyril's turn. "As I said before, I was simply getting some water for Prince Anthony. Then I encountered Uahna, who I mistook for a water nymph. Then she had her way with me, and I merely followed. Uahna later saved my life and Mikhaela's against a monstrous Spawn of Bonelaught and a Goblin Warg Rider Boss." He lowered his head. "I mean her no harm."

"See?" Malkivor looked at the prosecutor. "He's still a young boy who has alot to learn, which is why I'm planning on taking him and his friends under my tutelage, for the time being."

The judge later spoke. "The verdict is decided." He later looked at the evidence pointed out by Malkivor’s statements. "We find the defendant...."

All the audience members looked in anticipation. Even Cyril, who was nail-biting to see the verdict, to see if Mikhaela really did pull out for him.

Uahna in particular had a reputation to follow; Her parents did this sort of thing when they were her age.

"Not Guilty."

Everyone was shocked. Even the prosecutor had a reaction of fear in her eyes. Something was definitely wrong here. She ran away as she was ashamed of what happened.

During the trial, Prince Anthony saw, despite the prosecutor's stern glances and defiance towards the great mage, moments of fear. This wasn't too suprising, seeing he can understand emotions of women, especially those of his harem. Something is definitely wrong here, and someone must've tattled on them, bringing Uahna's father into the mix and planning to have the lot of them executed for their actions. He proceeded to follow the prosecutor in a stealthy way, trying to avoid her glances back.

"Prince Anthony!" Cyril called out, "Where are you going?"

"Something is wrong with this entire trial, and I'm going to find out what!" Prince Anthony spoke as he followed the prosecutor. Either that, or he found her hot and be a welcome addition to his harem. Not suprising, since this is Prince Anthony.


"You failed, prosecutor." A light elf with long, silvery-lavender hair and fair skin spoke as he watched the prosecutor tremble in fear. "You said that you never lost a trial in your long years in court." He threw his wine glass down. "You lied to me."

"This was my first loss!" The prosecutor protested. "I didn't know Mikhaela was a student of that High Mage!" She flustered. "I'll do better next time, master Aradan!"

"Next time?" Aradan glared at her. "Who said there will be a next time?"

The prosecutor blinked.

"I will make you pay for your failures!" Aradan later told her to, "Disrobe."

She shivered. She knew she failed, but this much? "No...."

Prince Anthony was watching the whole thing from a door crack.

"Are you defying me?" Aradan commanded.

Shedding a tear, the prosecutor disrobed before the advisor, baring her nubile body before him. "No, my lord."

Prince Anthony tried to control his urges, but he wanted to control himself at this point. They were already in deep water, and they didn't want to drown.

Aradan took off his pants and clasped his former minion. "That's what I thought." He placed his hands on the prosecutor, and turned her around. Then he proceeded to rail her from behind, and pumped her up with his shaft.

Prince Anthony watched the whole thing. He can't tell if he should be aroused by this or terrifyed of it.

Aradan continued railing the prosecutor in her behind as the latter howled in pain. "Please..." She continued to get railed as her boobs swung. "I won't fail you again!" She continued screaming as she was continued screaming. He later threw down the prosecutor as he later placed his shaft in her pussy.

"Please, isn't my rear end enough?"

Ignoring her plea, Aradan rammed his shaft into the pussy of the prosecutor as he continued his way with her.

"OH, OH, OOHHH," She howled in pain as Aradan was still having his way with her. Suddenly, the energies in her body were suddenly draining away.

Prince Anthony later thought that this has got to stop. He wanted to stop this madness, but he can't right now.

Eventually the prosecutor came. She screamed in absolute pain as Aradan removed himself and her life force from her
body. Cum dripping out of her pussy as Aradan placed his pants back on.

"Be thankful that I am not complete yet." Aradan spoke to the drained but still alive prosecutor. "Otherwise, you'd be dead." He started to walk away when,

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Prince Anthony finally barged in with his sword drawn.

Aradan glared at him. "And you are?"

"Don't pretend you don't know!" Prince Anthony was angry now. "I was part of the party that was placed in trial!"

"Oh yes, that Anthony cur, friend of Cyril the faux Pleasure Goddess worshipper." Aradan deadpanned. He drew a sword. "You have little idea on what you just gotten yourself into, don't you?"

Prince Anthony glared at him. He now saw what a Dark Elf can do and he growled, "You're no light elf, you're a Dark
Elf, just like this Ravutha person!"

"Very perceptive, human." Aradan smiled. "I admit you having that High Mage on your side, but if it weren't for that
abhorrent Mikhaela brat, my plan would've been flawless! You lot would've been executed first hand and the defenses
would be lowered, thus allowing my mistress to invade unopposed!" He then realized something. "Then there's this Contrina cow, who's just as bothersome as you brats!" He later morphed into an elf with the same hair, only darker, and much dark blue skin. "My name is Lazurai, and you just messed with the wrong Neo-Dark Elf."

"Neo-Dark Elf?" Anthony raised an eyebrow as Cyril and the others joined him.

"If you didn't know what one is, and I'm sure you are too stupid to figure that one out," Lazurai laughed. "It's when a Light Elf has treaded down the path of Darkness, but we haven't received Gorathone's blessing yet." He later looked at the gang. "Wow, six against one; Normally I'd summon my minions to fight you, but I'm not the type of person to cause attention to myself, especially when I already have a back up plan in mind!" He later used the powers of shapeshifting to turn himself into a male harpy. "I'll see you later." He later flew out the window as he was gone.

Prince Anthony later turned to the gang, "So there's more to Ravutha than just sending goblins to do her
dirty work."

Cyril nodded. "Yes, and I've seen her personally, alongside Mikhaela." He looked outside. "Apparently Ravutha isn't going down without a fight." He sighed. "I thought I was simply going to learn new spells from a vareity of teachers, like Murdock did when he was my age."

"And learn you shall." Malkivor smiled as he looked at Cyril. "Come, there is much to discuss."

The entire party nodded. Aguila could be a wonderful city after all.


Ravutha's fortress, Lazurai, still in male harpy form, flew into the window cill of that tower. Since his training with Ravutha, he knew when Ravutha's private time was, and he knew when his mistress was able to talk to anyone, both as a success story and an embarrassment. He landed and turned back into his Neo-Dark Elf form as he looked upon Ravutha.

"You failed, Lazurai." Ravutha was not in a good mood. In fact, she wasn't in any good mood, especially if even her rival couldn't get the Dragon's Blood Ruby from Mikhaela's bosom. Even if dressed in something that would entice a good mood, like a leather bikini, she was far from it.

"I did not fail." Lazurai knelt before his mistress. He was in a skimpy outfit as well. "Even though Mikhaela has that Malkivor bastard on her side, they will be leaving, where even he won't be able to help them again."

Suddenly, Ravutha got an incoming cauldron call from,

"RAVVY!" Two ginormous bouncing breasts in a white bikini bounced and wobbled as the fat in the breasts flopped over and later pointed out to, "I heard from all the girls that one of your minions floundered in his task to destroy the Light Elf City!"

"I DID NOT FAIL!" Lazurai screamed.

"Contrina," Ravutha peered in. "You didn't get the Ruby neither; What gave you the gall to torment me about this message?"

Contrina lowered herself causing her breasts to bounce, revealing her sultry yet tomboyish face. "They've adapted to your little charade, but not to mine, which is why I intend on winning this little game." She then spoke, "I'll check to see if the third member of our former master is doing as well as we are. In the meantime, why don't you relax for a bit? Trying to win against them now would be nothing more than a fairy tale!" She later started waving, "Ta ta!" It was then that the transmission ended while Contrina blew a kiss.

"What can we do?" Lazurai knelt before Ravutha. "We've only got a short amount of time before Contrina's forces move forward, not to mention those brats trying to figure out what to do next! They've caught on to us!"

This however gave Ravutha a wicked idea. That plumpish broad has actually given her an idea! "We'll send a spy down, one who has mastered the art of subterfuge, of stealth, trying to take Contrina's example and run with it. If we play our cards right, they won't find that out until it's too late!"

"Leave it to me." Lazurai smiled. "I know who would be perfect for it, hook line and sinker." He later gestured. "How does one of the fair folk sound?"

Ravutha smiled at this. At last her mood was starting to escalate. She would teach not only those brats, but this Contrina cow the meaning of true evil!


Malkivor's laboratory, the party looked at the sights and sounds of the laboratory. Chemicals going in and out of tubes, as well as various exotic animals that were used in medicine, not to mention the plants as well. There were also written notes to see what these plants and animals can really do.

Malkivor looked at the party and said, "This is quite a visit, but there is alot more to it than just a simple reunion."

"There is." Mikhaela pulled the Dragon's Blood Ruby from her cleavage as it bounced and wobbled. She handed it to Malkivor as she said, "Can you tell me about the Dragon's Blood Ruby?"

"Ah, the Dragon's Blood Ruby." Malkivor looked upon the ruby. "Such an object of desire, many tried to emulate it but failed miserably." He then looked under his magnifying glass as he later saw numerous crystals in the ruby. "Yes, this is a genuine article, no wonder why many evil wizards and warlords want it so badly. It is considered a sacred relic, nearly impossible to emulate. Forged from a mighty dragon itself. Still, it doesn't stop various evil warlords from getting their mitts on it for their own evil purposes."

"Especially Ravutha." Cyril added in.

"Not just Ravutha, I'm afraid." Malkivor then stepped into the viewing cauldron. "In recent times, a Death Knight named Lady Contrina also wanted the Dragon's Blood Ruby for her own purposes." The cauldron showed Lady Contrina in all of her glory.

The party gasped at such a person.

"So that woman we encountered," Cyril began,

"Was Contrina herself?" Anthony added in.

"What's the connection?" Mikhaela also added in.

Malkivor used the power of the ruby to create a vast image, something that will add to the history of the world around them, and the forces they will face on their quest.


"Many years ago, during the great war, An evil warrior mage known as Phallion gathered the hordes of darkness under his banner."

Lord Phallion himself was a hulking, armored brute. His armor was adorned with skulls and nightmarish symbols. He had horns on his head and he was huge; some say he was part giant and part human. He had an overflowing cape, as well as a huge.... Sword. His armor was forged by the Dark God of the Forge himself, and there was no armor like it, for it was forged of the rarest Dark Metals of the world.

"He was an advisor and general to King Bonelaught, before The Great Purge, in which Phallion was the only survivor."

Lord Phallion walked across the dead wastes of his masters former kingdom. He looked all around him, nothing but corpses and destructive energy waves.

"Suddenly, he looked up to the sky, and saw a maelstrom of energy. The voices of the Gods of Evil spoke to him, and told him to gather a mighty army under the three signs; One who would bear the strength, one who would bear the intelligence, and one in between."


"So it's like the Id, the Superego and the Ego." Cyril interrupted him. "One of carnial desires, one of logic, and one that binds the other two together."

"Precisely." Malkivor nodded.

"What does this have to do with Ravutha?!" Prince Anthony barged in.

"Let me finish." Malkivor spoke to Prince Anthony.


"Phallion sought and created a horde under the three signs of Strength, Intellegence and Undivided."

Suddenly, there were three unique individuals who bore the three signs as the Dark Gods intended. Three women in fact, who would carry on Lord Phallion's twisted vision.

"One who would bear the strength aspect is Lady Contrina; built like a tank, and relies on brute strength and prowess, and uses magic only as a last resort; One who would bear the aspect of undivided is Ravutha, who uses both strength and intelligence to her advantage."

"Who's bearing the mantle of intelligence?” Mikhaela added in as Malkivor continued telling his story.


"Well," Malkivor nodded. "The only clues we have are the breast sizes of those unique women; Contrina would have the biggest of the lot, and Ravutha is a medial size." He spoke to Mikhaela about this.

"So I assume the mantle of the intelligence is very flat-chested." Uahna added in.

"Now you're catching on." Malkivor smiled.

Levine just slapped her head. "Isn't there anyone here who isn't a pervert?" She muttered under her breath.

"So far, all we know is that Ravutha is the biggest threat to us right now," Cyril commented, "But the other two aren't quite as threatening as the big former seeing we don't know enough about them."

"Contrina tried to seduce us," Prince Anthony added in, "But that only ended in failure for her as well." He turned towards Levine.

"If it weren't for me, you'd be dead." Levine spoke.

"So, why do they all want this Ruby?" Cyril asked. "I understand Ravutha's reasons for wanting it, but why the other two? We don't know enough about them to fully understand why they want the Ruby for themselves, and why is this Lord Phallion in the picture?"

Malkivor later opened up the viewing cauldron again and imputed a spell of further history.


"The Dragon's Blood Ruby is said to be a powerful object analogous to an alchemist's Philosopher's Stone, but a natural yet rare phenomenon."

The Dragon's Blood Ruby itself shown amongs the rains of creation, eclipsing the sky with it's power. It was then shown through how the gem was created.

"Fabled to be created in the ground where the dragon's blood has been spilt, seeping into the earth and merging with various minerals, hence the Ruby."

While Malkivor was talking about this, actual dragon's blood formed a river, devouring all minerals that it made contact with, creating a unique artifact.

"The Ruby itself possesses many unique abilities; by itself, a sorcerer or sorceress can harness it's power to enhance their magical abilities closer to a god's level, eliminating the need for a channeling tool."

There was an image of a sorcerer casting spells through the ruby's power, defeating a rival sorcerer that was armed with a magical object.

"Like Mikhaela saved me from Ravutha." Cyril added in.

"Exactly!" Malkivor agreed with him. "The Ruby itself can't be broken, only chipped enough to regenerate in minutes;
Shards of the Ruby can be used in shields, amulets and armor to produce an impenetrable shield around the wearer."

"What's that?" Prince Anthony pointed at the center of the Ruby, containing some sort of liquid.

Malkivor added in, "At the center of the Ruby, there are tales revolving around an eternally replenishing source of the elixir of like, the liquid can heal a fatal wound and make an ordinary person immortal."

There was later an image of a person drinking the elixir, the chemicals altering their DNA and lifespan to that of an immortal. Lights flow through that person's body as the energies of the Ruby take hold.

"So if Ravutha gets that elixir," Uahna spoke. "She will be the mightiest mage in the land."

"Correct." Malkivor nodded.

"So if Contrina gets that elixir," Cyril spoke. "She will be the strongest fighter."

"Absolutely." Malkivor agreed.

"If that third aspect gets it," Prince Anthony smiled. "Will she get a bigger bust?"

"Don't hold your breath." Malkivor just deadpanned.

Suddenly, there was an image of alchemists trying to create or emulate the Dragon's Blood Ruby.

"Some have tried to emulate the Ruby and it's power, but all of them ended in failure; they can't compare to the real thing."

One alchemist tried to use the faux ruby's power, only to have it backfire, transforming him into a hideous beast. It destroyed his lab and flew out of the tower.

"So what do I hold?" Mikhaela added in. "The real thing or one of those phoneys that you can get at a smug jeweler?"

Malkivor later spoke, "The genuine article."

It later showed Mikhaela with the actual Ruby in her breasts, and varied hands are reaching out towards it. Some of them were just reaching for the breasts and nothing more, the rest were aiming for that Ruby embedded in said breasts.
Heck, they might be reaching for both of them!

"But what does this have to do with Phallion and the three ladies of destruction?" Levine added in.


Malkivor nodded again. "Phallion was their teacher. Some say he died in battle, others say that he was sealed away somewhere while the rest, he was assassinated or simply disappeared." He looked at the party. "Whatever the cause, these three women now hold the key to carrying out his tradition."

"So Phallion must be a real ladies man." Prince Anthony smiled. "Think about it, all three aspects are women, so he taught them all nearly everything he knows. Plus, he has a huge,"

"Sword." Levine interrupted him.

Uahna later looked at all of the party and said, "Well, we've learned all we can, so we'd better get moving if we are going to find out more about the world around us, not to mention protecting that ruby!"

Mikhaela blinked. Holding a huge responsibility is dangerous, especially now they have more information on what they are fighting against. "Where can we go? Not only for more information, but we have to press on to avoid getting ambushed even more!"

Malkivor smiled again. "Go to the city of Vramous, in the far east edge of the continent. There, you will find the mage Lulaverda, who was in the same class as I was. She will help you either keep an eye on the Ruby itself, or provide more information on what you are fighting against." He then casted a spell that allowed a map to appear right in front of their very eyes. It was a map pointing to the direction Malkivor was pointing to on their way to the next part of their quest. "Here is the map of where to go, but beware, there are many obstacles in your path, some more dangerous than others, and there are villages to restock supplies on the way."

"I brought some money from my family so we don't have to worry about payments for supplies." Prince Anthony smiled. "Consider yourselves lucky to have someone who can pay the expenses of said supplies; My family wanted me to travel, but not on an empty wallet!"

"At least he's good for something." Cyril muttered under his breath.

"What was that?" Prince Anthony peered in.

"Nothing, nothing." Cyril flustered his hands.

Prince Anthony sighed. All the hard work he's done, and this is the thanks he gets? Wonderful, just wonderful.

Malkivor nodded again. "Go now, seek out the one known as Lulaverda. She will help you on your quest."

The party nodded.


As the heroes were set out to leave Aguila for the Far east of the continent, they went out to clear up some misunderstanding left by Uahna's father.

He lowered his head in shame as he talked to his daughter. "I know we haven't quite seen eye to eye today, but I'd like to apologize for getting you and your friends into this predicament." He raised his head. "I didn't realize that the man who told me all about your adventures was a Neo-Dark Elf in disguise; Can you ever forgive me?"

Uahna smiled. "There there father," She patted him on the back. "You're forgiven. We all have that phase one time in our lives; I've been inspired to do all that when mother was my age."

The father smiled. "As a token of my gratitude, I would like to have you and Levine go with Cyril and his friends on their quest." He gave Uahna a hug as he said, "Be warned, there are many dangers along your path, and I sometimes
worry about your safety."

Uahna smiled even more. "Don't worry, I'll be safe. I needed to travel anyway in order to see the world around me." Uahna later turned to Cyril and said, "You're actually the first person who showed me that there's more to life than living in this city my whole life, and there is lots to see!" She ran up to Cyril and hugged him, her breasts mashed in with Cyril's own as she said, "We're going to have lots of fun together!"

Mikhaela reached in and pulled Cyril away. Her own breasts mashed in with Cyril as she said, "Cyril is my student! Get your own!"

"No need to be jealous!" Uahna laughed. "I just saved your life!"

"This is going to be quite an adventure." Prince Anthony deadpanned as he looked at the action.

"Tell me about it." Levine also deadpanned.

Cyril in the meanwhile, thought of the following, 'What did I just get myself into?'