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The sound of crashing waves, the steady rocking, and the occasional shot of a cannon. Such was the background sound one was going to enjoy when setting sail with the Maelstrom. Or in the case of a special someone, joining them mid travel. A luxury not everyone was granted, but considering the Golatags were one of the peaceful tribes that shared their seas, the city of Limsa would gladly oblige. Not just because they honored their neighborly relationship, but it was uncommon of them to ask of something like that. Or in other words: Why not? "...Oi. Y'all right, lad?" A grizzled passenger, a bit taller than Lakas, definitely older, and wit

Reina took Claude's manhood and directed it towards her lower lips. The tip kissing the older sister's entrance sent shivers of sensation unto Claude which only grew in intensity once Reina began sinking and letting his member penetrate her. Claude felt his shaft get enveloped by her insides, her inner walls wrapping tightly around his throbbing cock. Soon, Reina's pussy had completely taken in all of Claude's length leaving only his sack touching her ass. The older sister felt really good. So good that Claude had to wonder why Reina was left by her previous lovers. As soon as Claude entered Reina, Clara moved above Claude and covered hi

@Lusterless Nova Before Lakas could hand over his pearls, he was lightly tapped on the shoulder which caught both his and the vendor's attention. The newcomer was a girl with long, blonde hair and fair skin tone. A bit shorter than Lakas in size but clearly more experienced than him and her colorful eyes conveyed kindness and warmth. Lakas was momentarily taken in by her simple beauty but then she took his free hand and placed several coins on them. She explained that the coins were the currency of this land. And while Lakas could use his pearls, the seller would need skill to appraise them to see what they were actually wo

Some people peeked at the scene and waited for how it would play out. One person however was not standing idly by. Gentle steps approached, and Lakas would feel a light tap on his shoulder. "Excuse me." When he turned, a girl, a bit shorter than him, with blonde hair and unusually colorful eyes stood at his side. "Try again with these." The girl took his free hand, then put a couple coins into his palm. "This is the standardized currency people use for trading. And while your pearls are pretty, it takes skill to appraise them." The girl then went up to the merchant. "Besides. You shouldn't accept pearls as payment either. I apologize if I com

@Lusterless Nova Lakas was correct that he had contact with his people concerning goods. Apparently, some people liked Golatag craftsmanship. He liked that some of the outside world appreciated his people's works. Brennan then talked about joining the 'Adventurer's Guild' so Lakas could have some help in the new land. He considered the option. Lakas could definitely use some pointers if he was to get anywhere in the new land. His thoughts were broken when a cannon shot landed near the passenger vessel, sending a tide of ocean water crashing into the ship and knocking Brennan down. Lakas was quick to help the peddler up and have his

Even though I liked @PsychoSexual's story, I felt @Aura's plot was just a bit more creative I guess the only thing I disliked a bit was the whole virginity thing because I understand that this adds a certain thrill to the story but I think the plot was already good without that but that's just my opinion thanks for sharing your two stories with us guys!

@Lusterless Nova The blast of a cannon roused Lakas from his sleep. He was used to the rocking ship and the crashing waves since he frequently sailed the seas as a Golatag, but these cannons were annoying. And they happened occasionally which meant he had a hard time getting used to them. This ship was also foreign, it was bigger than the largest vessel the Golatags had. Maybe even twice as big. Lakas was not uncomfortable in his seat but he was still in a strange vessel surrounded by strange people. To say he was a bit nervous would be an understatement. A man approached Lakas. He was grizzled and old, sporting golden hair and