"Me to, but unless we think we have something to gain I am entirely okay with leaving them and their lactation magic alone."

"The potential gain is in knowing why they believe they can defeat Lethice," Enserric explains. "Do they have some information we don't? Some weakness of hers that they've uncovered? Or are they merely insane?"

"Is it bad that I am hoping insanity?"

"Eh. It does seem unlikely that the key to defeating Lethice is 'more tits, in full generality', but we must be diligent."

"Sure. I just hope to get some tit-shrinking magic down before we swing around those parts."

"Not a bad idea," the sword agrees. "Though magical shapeshifting is rather draining. I might prefer an alchemical solution... pun not intended."

"There's an alchemist by the lake who might have something for that," Jojo mentions. "Grey rat morph, wears a brown robe. Just don't expect anything from him for free. He's a bit mercenary."

"Oh, thank you. Do you know if he only trades in coin or something else?" Pause. The smile falls from his place. "Ideally, not that something else."

Jojo laughs. "No, no, he trades in crystals like anyone else. Or- you're not from Mareth, I forgot-" He rummages through his robe, coming up with a small bag. He takes out a small, brightly colored hexagonal crystal, which he shows to Teo, then offers him the bag. "Here. I have nothing to do with these, but the imps and goblins collect them because they're shiny, so I keep ending up with them."

"Oh, thank you so much! Is there anything I can do to help you? Can I hug you?"

"There's not much you can do for me; I'm rather self-sufficient, by choice. You can hug me, though."

"Fair enough." Hug.

Jojo hugs him back. He's clearly somewhat out of practice, and he doesn't really know what to do with his tail, which twitches back and forth and at one point attempts to wrap around Teo's leg, but it's still nice.

Nice, after an appropriate amount of time he unhugs.

And Jojo bows and vanishes into the forest.

"Well, that was nice," Enserric muses. "I wonder what his angle is."

"Angle to?"

"Why he was being so nice. He wasn't interested in sex, he actively gave away his money, he didn't seem to be working with Lethice... perhaps I'm paranoid, but it makes me nervous when I don't see what someone gets out of their own actions."

"Man, you would be terrified of my brothers then. But maybe he just wanted to have a nice interaction with someone?"

"A novel concept; I'll consider it. At any rate, do you want to explore some more? I'm sure we could find a few more miscellaneous bastards to practice your swordswork and spells on."

"Yeah, yeah." Pick a direction and we will start walking.

It's not long before a monster attacks.

He - it’s definitely a he - is about three and a half feet tall, red-skinned, with a pair of leathery wings sprouting from his back and a tufted tail continuing the line of his spine. His proudly erect cock has to be a third of his height, jutting out obscenely from his hairless crotch. He grins nastily and bares his sharp claws.

"Imp," Enserric diagnoses with loathing in his voice. "This one, we should kill."

Hopefully, that will be easier this time around. Teo aims Enserric straight where it hurts.

The imp screeches with pain, but the injury quickly recovers as he makes an arcane gesture.

Blood rushes to Teo's crotch as a wave of arousal crashes over him. It looks like he's not the only one who can cast Arouse. It's not quite as strong as when he cast it on himself, though.

Ugh. No, no, no. For a moment Teo almost starts thinking about math, but he decides that thinking about killing the creature is a better idea to get his mind off sex. How about if he kicks the being in the balls then cuts off its hands?

That's distracting! It still heals, but he's on the ropes. He flaps up, panting, and swipes at his face, but it's easy enough to dodge.

"Go for otherwise lethal hits when you can," Enserric lectures. "They're harder to heal."

"Good to know!" Teo grants. He goes for the throat.