The Primal Hunter

Jake tossed the token up and down as he looked at the beautiful carving of a red dragon on it. It was clearly made of high-tier metal, produced as a show-off piece for the Emberflight to display how wealthy and powerful they were.

Which was just the problem. They were large and powerful. Annoyingly so.

Could Jake just use the token, contact Helen, make her meet him, and force her to take him to some superior who could make everyone fuck off? Potentially, but in order to do that, Jake would have to show he had enough backing to not either get himself thrown out or killed outright. Considering he was a member of the Order – or at least it was believed he was a member – they probably wouldn’t kill him. Not wanting to meet him, however… yeah, that one had a big chance. In fact, chances are they would use this opportunity to have Jake bring out his backer to discuss the issue in his place. They believed Jake’s backer was an S-grade, after all, which wasn’t something the Emberflight was afraid of in the least.

“Why is this so damn complicated,” Jake muttered to himself. He needed that damn Helen woman to just back off. That was the crux of it. It wasn’t like the entire Dragonflight bothered him, just her. As long as he could make her not bother him or Meira, that should at least buy them some time.

Of course, there was always the option of just outing himself as the Chosen of the Malefic Viper, but he wasn’t that keen on it. Not yet, at least. It would also make life even harder for Meira if everyone knew he was the Chosen and would get her flooded with people wanting to use her to get to him. Reika and the others would also get bothered if anyone found out they had arrived at the Order together.

Jake himself also didn’t see himself living a quiet life, but he at least had some countermeasures. Shroud of the Primordial would allow him to hide his level and presence from everyone, and he was a human, so as long as he changed his clothes a bit and still wore a mask, no one would be able to figure out who he was.

I need to approach this differently… Jake thought after thinking for a while as he considered different things he could do. He needed to get Helen off his back and…

“Oh!” Jake suddenly realized. A big grin appeared on his face as he took out his black token to contact a certain someone who would be able to offer more than an adequate distraction. Someone who had shown interest in the dragonkin before and wasn’t someone even the Emberflight could disregard.

Draskil.

He had not seen the Malefic Dragonkin for a while but hoped he was doing well. Jake also wanted to check in to see if he was a potential candidate for the Nevermore party he was assembling, though he felt Draskil already had other plans.

Making a magical phone call, Jake soon got a response.

“Why does the Chosen contact me?” Draskil responded in an odd mix of annoyance, respectfulness and snark.

“I was wondering if you remember that Helenstromoz woman,” Jake answered.

“The hot dragonkin with the large tits and sexy tail? Yeah, I remember her,” Draskil confirmed.

“Great, I have some issues in that department and wondered if you could assist me,” Jake asked, kind of happy that Draskil remembered her, though he wasn’t sure how to feel about the way he remembered her.

“Sure. Meet up? Can be my place or yours.”

Jake thought for a moment. “Let’s make it your place.”

When he considered it, Jake had never seen the residence of another member of the Order besides Reika. Plus, he wanted to see if Villy had done some weird stuff with his mansion or if getting a huge compound of several buildings really was the standard for those with black tokens.

“Fine, I won’t bother cleaning anything up, though. Also, there are others around, so be sure to hide your status,” the dragonkin said, sending over his address.

Draskil’s place for a moment but still decided

someone annoying you the same way she annoyed him. Draskil also had a Divine Blessing, while Jake only displayed himself as having a lesser Blessing, so if some old ancestor did decide to get involved for some reason, Draskil would offer solid

a gateway wall, Jake activated his token using the address of Draskil. It took a bit as the dragonkin had to give permission for him to come, and Draskil wasn’t the fastest, it seemed. A

smell hit him. Frowning, Jake observed his sphere and saw

Draskil walked over, wearing what looked like a bathrobe. “You

at the dragonkin, he indeed had also evolved, though

Dragonkin –

was that he was only level 204. Given the level advantage he had on Jake, he would have assumed the dragonkin would be

he saw in the background. Two heads peeked out a doorway, spying on them as they talked. He recognized

find somewhere private to

Dragonkin answered with a

dragonkin chose. It wasn’t the fastest route, but it went through the large living room quite purposefully. All done for the Malefic

had said there would be other people around. When he had said people, Jake had assumed he maybe had some friends over or something… what Jake had not expected was for

let Jake through the room as the

like…” Draskil said with a grin as

as he tried very hard not to look anywhere. Oh yeah, had Jake forgotten to mention that less than half of these women wore any clothes

Jake quickly saw that Draskil had transformed it into a training chamber. On the topic of the layout of the mansions, Draskil’s wasn’t entirely like Jake’s, but it was pretty similar. The most significant difference was that in the main mansion, Draskil had removed a number of walls to make a massive living room, and some of the other buildings

training chamber. “I didn’t want to say anything out there when they could hear, but that is kind of cold; a lot of them seemed excited when I said I would have a

I am not interested,” Jake quickly made clear. “And… who are

sofa off to the side of the

having a damn harem really that common? Jake asked himself as he also went over

Jake said with a sigh, now beginning to doubt his plan of having Draskil distract Helen. He seriously doubted the proud dragonkin woman would want to be one in

seemed interested when I mentioned you,” Draskil once more made clear. “Though a lot also aren’t, as they prefer a more… scaled companion. Though I guess with Scales

came here for,” Jake

“You decided to take her up on the offer and take her as your woman? Or is it the opposite, that she won’t take no for an answer and leave

answered as he roughly explained the situation of how Helen had approached Meira to get close to her and learn about Jake

was done explaining, Draskil just looked

what?” Jake asked,

some information in return. What is your issue here? Sounds like it is a win for both and and the elf

about the intentions,” Jake made clear. “That someone close to me got led behind the light and used to try and

things work,” Draskil shook his head. “You think those women out there all like me for who I am? Fuck no, they like that I have a Divine Blessing, that I am a Malefic Dragonkin, and that I have a black token. Luckily for me, I do have all these things making at least half of them want to carry my offspring. It sounds like the elf girl only benefitted from this encounter, and if she only benefitted because someone wanted something from her, then who cares? As I said, everyone wants something

had come to Meira and tried

big deal, but sure, if you don’t like it, you don’t like it. So, why did you want to meet me,

I still want to throw some weight around. With my lesser Blessing, I don’t have much clout, but with your Divine Blessing, the Emberflight might just decide to listen and back off,” Jake explained. “Plus… if I can get Helen to be less interested in me and more