Walter was not happy right now.
For one really good reason.
Trisha.
The chick that abandoned him in fear was trying to come with him!
"look I am really sorry about last time but I was just so scared!"
The rogue, with a haggard look, skinnier than before, dark circles around her eyes, was halfway to tears while saying this but who knows if it was crocodile tears.
"Yeah, I don't care, head back now or I'll be forced to break your legs then send you back myself!"
Walter was already irritated by the other problems he had earlier, her coming and a chance of her tossing him into more trouble was something he didn't want to experience again!
She was lucky that he didn't downright kill her as Walter didn't want to sour his relationship with the encampment thus the threat that he had half the mind of doing.
But the girl just had to do something even more stupid despite the enthralling eye candy that came with it.
In her desperation to redeem herself and save her friend...
She stripped!
"If Let me go with you, you can have your way with me!"
"Hubba- *Ahem* How about no!?"
Yes the sight was freaking awesome, but the thought of being left alone to almost die again was too scary So Walter managed to pull himself together while mentally cursing his rationality for making this had for his libido.
At the end of his words, however, Trisha went as far as to tackle him, bringing a momentary daze as his face was sandwiched between two destructive pillows then taking advantage of this she wrestled him before planting her supple butt on his face as she tried to remove his belt while her body in all of its beauty and glory to feast his eyes!
Her Tanlines, around the nice peach shaped butt of hers, was something he was trying so hard not to dig into, as the fear of death overwhelmed his libido yet again before Walter managed to force her off while summoning Tarka and Berhald to pull her off and hold her for a moment as he recollects himself.
He was breathing slowly trying to make his raging boner relax but now Trisha was bawling, trying to break free from the two goat men causing her large breasts to jiggle around, for a few important reasons, one thanks to her fear Trisha broke the rule that any rogue must follow regardless of their fears as long as they are employed they must stay with their employer until their period of time is up, not only did it stain her record and name but now even the other rogues don't want anything to do with her!
Secondly from breaking her contract she is no longer trusted within the camp if she doesn't fix this problem she'll be cast out within a month's time from the encampment and sisterhood forcing her to fend for herself,
Of course, there are a few ways to redeem herself, prove herself as a warrior to challenge the source of her fears which is already dead so she had to resort to the other methods.
By regaining the trust of the one she abandoned, bear a child for the man, save another sister that went missing or do an impossible feat, for example, reclaim the monastery that has been occupied by Andariel.
The first would obviously take too much time, the second was somewhat easier to do but even if she could overpower him in sheer strength Trisha had forgotten about the summons, one of the missing sisters is Silvia the only problem was there were no solid clues as to where she was, then the last one, that was just suicide.
Trisha wanted to regain what she had lost, she wanted to be able to request help again from the stronger sisters, as Silvia, her closest friend was currently somewhere that she was incapable of reaching, she was more than willing to give up or even use her own body to save her friend.
It took a bit for Walter to finally calm down, while Trisha, this rogue looked like she had given up on everything, causing him to feel a little awkward since she refused to put her clothes back on until he did 'something' to her.
So being the sucker that he was, the man released a long and heavy sigh.
"Alright, you can come."
She looked at him but even then it was obvious that he still didn't trust her and Trisha knew that the begging upturn eyes the girl was giving him, only served to make him compromise as he asked.
"Okay, what do I have to do?"
The girl said twelve words that further tickled his beast that was just begging to come out!
"Fuck me now or give me your word that you will later!"
Walter was on the edge of losing control, his face was twitching, the man's face was flushed while breathing heavily.
Sure he'd love to finally get some, but definitely not out in the open and especially not where more monsters were at as well as possibly hiding, waiting for a chance to strike.
Only an idiot would be dumb enough to do such a thing in the world of diablo!
Walter was doing the old breathing exercises he had for the stressful times at work.
Given little choice, he sure as hell did want her to die(libido talking at this part), nor did he want to grow the numbers of corrupted rogues as it was obvious should he not promise her anything she'll charge towards the monastery without any hesitation, her slightly dull eyes said as much.
"I give you my word to do so when we get back alright?"
She nodded as her body fully relaxed Walter signaled the two to release her, Trisha quickly got dressed looking a bit better than her haggard look from earlier, once the rogue had gathered all of her gear, she moved in front of Walter with a thankful gaze before moving faster than he could react then pulled him into a what was supposed to be a kiss but the man didn't even notice that as he lost a chunk of health from what Walter assumed to be the 'tax' that came with the kiss.
She wasn't exactly familiar with such things, the idea just came along from one of her older sisters that bragged about how men really like a good kiss, just that her method in her haste led to Walter getting a headbutt before the kiss.
So yeah Trisha was pretty clumsy leading to both of them getting a bump on their foreheads but she was happy now a chance to redeem herself and save Silvia, making her somewhat conscious of the man since that was her first.
So as they began their quest to find the cairn stones she whispered while following the cursing Walter that was too focused on the pain caused by the headbutt.
"I'll do my best, Gufta."
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Walter was rubbing his head completely ignorant to the whispered words, or the peculiar look Trisha was now giving him as she took the position as the main archer of their party.
While he was recovering quickly he mentally noted to keep his guard up next time lest he suddenly gains two bumps from her cheap shots.
Walter was trying to remember where the Cairn stone was, so he tried another method to speed things up, He called forth his two Blood hawks then almost immediately tried to claim their spot on his head leading the two to start fighting again.
Seeing the problem, the man took advantage of this then proposed an offer that they were more than willing to take.
"Hey Quinn, Harley, help me find five large stones that are together with runes written on them, the first one to find it and come back gets to rest on my head for a week, deal?"
Yes, he named the other blood hawk, harley~.
At the drop of his last word, the two blood hawks high-tailed the hell away trying to find the said stones first which was funny yet at the same time kind of scary for Walter.
As they did that, Walter decided to take a break to discuss their strategy and plans when they meet more monsters, much to Walter's surprise, Trisha listened intently while staying as close as possible to him, The man only requested a break as he wanted to see if the rogue was going to still cause problems, only for him to feel awkward from the cooperation she was giving and the closeness the girl was showing him.
not even ten minutes, the winner of the two blood hawks had arrived...
it was Harley!
Apparently, it made the smarter choice of flying higher despite the dangers from the local corrupted rogues that were still around, while Quinn had completely forgotten about the task when it decided to make a mess of one of the fallen's campsites, which explained the sudden increase in level!
So much to Quinn's reluctance, it stayed on his shoulder while giving Harley a jealous glance every now and then.
They arrived at the Cairn stones As Walter summoned all of his monsters in case someone decides to attack them while activating the stones.
The man unfurled the scroll allowing him to see the pattern he had to follow, the method he followed was like he was drawing a pentagram, before the surrounding light disappeared, the sound of thunder boomed out as large clouds formed in the skies followed by lightning striking the stones, arcs of light connected the energy of the stones, then suddenly the ground shook!
A red portal began to take form but thanks to how much noise they were making obviously trouble would follow!
Howls, screeching, roars and other sounds were heard, the horde of monsters was way more than anything that they came across But Three specific summons walk forward to stop them.
It was the goat men who took on the task to hold these monsters back while Walter was going to save the man they came for.
Balter pointed his snout towards the portal telling him to leave this to them, seeing this the man nodded without any words before pulling Trisha who was ready to stay and fend these monsters off, While hairy stayed behind on Walter's orders since they wanted to just get one man then leave.
Walter's Monsters all Roared towards the approaching hordes of monsters as blades similar to A zealot for starcraft was formed on Balter's arms and the others prepared their own skills before clashing with the faster monsters who happened to be named ones!
Once Walter passed through the portal, three messages popped up before steeling his heart and believing that they'll succeed.
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Upon passing through, the Town that Deckard Cain was in that housed so many scholars and people that could help the world with their books and information was burning, Corpses on hundreds of pikes, the mansions and houses were in ruins!
But that wasn't the most troublesome part a large bloodied man holding a hammer the kind that blacksmiths use was making his way towards them and the look in his eyes and the monsters that followed him like soldiers or servants made it more than obvious the man isn't here to say hello.