Succubus Companions Ch 5 pt 1

Seraphine packed quickly.  Except for her spellbooks, regents, and potions, many of Seraphine’s possessions were already in or on her pack, so she simply stuffed her clothing into her pack and tied her bedroll and pillow in place.  She was already dressed in pants and a loose blouse and to this she added a belt in which she tucked her daggers and wands.  She grabbed three potions and tucked them carefully in her pack and then placed two more in one of the pouches on her belt.  The rest of the pouches she quickly stuffed with regents for the most practical of her spells.  Under Vician’s orders, she also chose through her spellbooks and selected a half dozen she figured would be most useful.

She finished more quickly than Vician so she helped him choose between his spellbooks, alchemist supplies, wands, and regents. Because Vician did not have a pack with him, they wrapped everything but the spellbooks and regents into a blanket and tied it off with a short piece of rope.

As they  worked Vician explained that his father had come to the market square with several paladins and city guards in tow and demanded to know where Seraphine was.  When Vician refused to tell them, they attempted to arrest him.  Vician launched a fireball at the paladins and then used his spells to escape in the confusion.  He attempted to return to his home to grab some supplies but it was surrounded by guards and paladins so he came to collect her.

At last Vician reached into a hidden drawer and pulled out four rather ordinary looking bags.  Two were made of a velvet-like material lined with leather.  The others were simple tanned leather.  He gave the leather ones to Seraphine.  “These are bags of lesser holding,” he explained as he tucked his spell books into one of his velvet bags.  Despite the fact that he put several books into a bag that was barely able to fit a book through the opening, the bag looked no more full than when he put them in.  “Put your books into one and leave the other free for now.” 

Seraphine tied one of the bags he gave her to her belt.  After that, she placed her books into the other bag. When she was done, she tied that bag off to her pack.

As she was doing this, Vician pulled a small round blue gem out of the pocket of his robes and whispered into it.  Seraphine was unable to hear what he was saying, but she felt alternate waves of frustration, worry, relief, and finally gratitude come through her bond.  When he was done, he motioned Seraphine to the door.  “Come, it’s time to leave.”

“Wait,” Seraphine said.  She reached into her pack digging out her new cloak.  Quickly reversing it so that the dark side was out, she placed it on Vician.  “If the guards are looking for us, we should disguise ourselves,” she explained.  “This at least will hide your robes.”

“What about you?” Vician asked.

Seraphine smiled and stepped back from him.  Her features seemed to shimmer, and melt.  When they stopped the change made Vician’s jaw drop.  Instead of the dark-haired beauty he was used to seeing, stood a slightly taller wisp of a girl with a slightly larger bosom and long cascading blonde hair, bright green eyes, and slightly pointed hears.  Even her clothes looked different, instead of pants she now had a flowing but slightly sheer skirt.

“How did you do that?” Vician asked, slightly awed.

“Succubus, remember?” Seraphine kissed his cheek.  “Lean over slightly.  A little more.  Perfect.  Now instead of a young wizard and his succubus, people will see an aging lord and his half-elf whore.  Mostly they will see the whore.”  She winked at him then led him down the ladder.