Dalmar was obviously still angry at me over what happened with Azgath. I stood quietly next to him. He bared his fangs at me warningly, but I did not do or say anything to him. I just stayed stock still. After a few minutes of that, he realized that it was not going to work. I was not making any moves or shows of distress. He obviously could try and attack at any moment. You cannot show weakness at times like this. Dalmar decided to up the ante to get at me. He stood in front of me and then growled directly in my face. As a Player, I could tell when a NPC goes hostile. Knowing that, I could tell that all of this was just a show of intimidation. He pressed the razor sharp claws of his left hand against my throat and said "Are you looking down on me? I could end your life right now. Even a veteran will die with their throat gouged out!" I just looked him in the eye and said "I trust you to do what you think is right - within reason." "What the hell does that even mean!?" he demanded. "If you tried to kill or cripple me, I'd stop you. Other than that, I trust you. We're guildmates after all." I said with a smile. He stared.
It was funny to see how the words affected him. First annoyance, then confusion, then a gray blush covered his cheeks as confusion and shock flashed on his face. His claws retracted into his fingers and he jumped back. The look on his face said it all. I got to him. Maybe he had some feelings for me or something. "What are you talking about!?" Dalmar snapped. I took a step further back and raised my arms. "I like you. You are dedicated and you try your best. That's why you tried your best to pay those thugs to get the evidence." He scoffed and said "You aren't going to flatter your way to my rump, Uraris." I shrugged and said "I don't want it. I would have asked you by now if I did. I like you for your sharp mind and your skills." He just looked at me and said "This does not change anything. I will not accept a relationship between you two and I definitely will not accept a demon that is submissive to you of all demons. I can't even think how that could happen." I shrugged and said "I'm strong. That's all I can say. Crafty too, I guess. Azgath thought he could simply show up to my door and penetrate me."
That got a bark of a laugh from the demon. "Azgath was never the brightest flame among the town's younglings." he said. I laughed too. With that great bonding moment, we were able to come to an understanding. "I won't ever touch him in the workshop. It was an honest mistake. You'll never have to see it and we can bury the hatchet on this." I promised. I really was not trying to hurt or enslave Azgath. He just sighed. "That's fine with me. Just don't let me see it." he said. I nodded and said "As long a nice and thoughtful guildmate like you feel comfortable with this. That is all I want." He blushed again and looked at me sideways. "If it was just about my comfort, you could quit the guild. Wine eyes shouldn't be here in the first places." he said with a smug grin. "That's not something I need you to be comfortable with. I'm here to stay. We still can be comrades though." I responded instantly. Dalmar just rolled his eyes. That was probably the best that I could get from him at the moment. Now that I made sure that Azgath could come back to work without being attacked, I was good. I was going to leave.
Before I could get out the door and onto the street, Dalmar called out to me. I turned my heat and looked back at him. He looked nonchalant as he asked "How was it?" It made me turn all the way to face him. "So? You can tell me now. How did it feel when you were penetrating him? Neither of us are particularly dominant, but he's leagues more than you. It must have felt good. I promise I won't get mad this time." he clarified. "What are you even talking about right now? Do you want to be penetrated by me or something?" I joked. He just looked down. I stopped chuckling. "Y-you already know by now our customs around showing gratitude. Just thinking about something that everyone knows I'll never actually do doesn't sit right with me." I walked closer to him and said "If that is the case, I have something you can do." He looked at me really nervously. "What is it?" he asked. I bodily turned him around and jumped on his back. He hissed and almost bucked me off of him. "What are you doing!?" he spat. "Let me ride on your back for a bit. My feet hurt. If this is better, you can take me to the inn." I said.
