NTR quest

NTR Quest 5 - Stay

You look down at the significant plot of flowers. "This area has been tenderly cared for since as far back as I can remember. Maybe it isn't actually impossible for humans to maintain the flow of mana in the land?"

Kara scratches her chin lightly as she looks up in thought. "I don't think most humans would be able to keep a space like this."

You look down at the various flowers and herbs. You always thought they just looked haphazardly planted. To a keen eye the plot is inefficient for commerce, but your father insisted that there was an order to it. You are grateful that you can now kind of grasp what he was getting at.
"I don't think most would, either." You look up at the window facing the large garden. It is the one belonging to your parents room. Thinking about leaving your mother, sister and the whole town with Sam boils your blood.
"Let's stick around. We'll stay in town and come out here to train."

"Suit yourself." Kara's ears twitch and whatever sound caused this diverts her attention up to the window. She stares.

"What is it?"

"I doubt you wanna know." You understand the implications. She heard something from down on the ground and she is looking up at that window. Your face flushes red.
"Dammit..."

She returns her attention to you. "I could just kill him."

"Things have consequences in human society. Not to mention, he's apparently pretty powerful. More power, more consequences."

Kara scoffs. "Powerful... This is where humans went wrong. It's what I've been talking about. How could you live in a world where you let humans that weak get that much 'power?'"

"We value different things. Besides, aren't I weak?"

"Heroes aren't weak. Those types of humans have always been accepted in my tribe." She steps forward and pokes your arms. Your body is lithe at the moment, but fairly toned from training and helping to manage the farm.
"You're going to get really strong and big, I think." The beastwoman smiles as she looks at you with her wide, golden eyes, almost salivating.
"Big and strong."

"O-okay? So what you're saying is we start training soon?"

You leave the property and find Chesharidge's Inn. It is a large two-story building off of the main exit road. You know the owner as well as you do anyone else in this town. You walk up to the bar in the main hall. As it is the middle of the day, the tables are mostly empty. The owner stops what she was doing to greet you. She notices Kara and winks.
"Room for the night?"

"F-for many nights. Two rooms, please."

Galia sighs. She is a middle aged woman that had been running the inn for most of her life. Before she ran it, she worked under her father as a barmaid and always was quite object of affection, according to your father. The woman she is now is not much different. Age has treated her well. Her most obvious feature, her sizable breasts, are shamelessly displayed in the low-cut dress she is wearing. The woman learned long ago that men spend more when they have something they want to stay and look at. As such, she carried through the tradition of hiring beautiful girls to work the floor. Those workers, you see, are sitting around the hall taking their break. There are two other girls that you are not as familiar with. You only know them as Fiona's friends.
"Sorry, we only have one room available. Single bed."

"Seriously? That-"

"That's fine." Kara shrugs.

Galia, the Innkeeper, smirks. "There, see? You'll thank me later." She gives you a knowing look and crouches down behind the bar, rifling through some cabinets. She lifts back up and tosses you a key.