"This is my first time to the capital," she began simply as she stopped a good six feet away. "I'm looking for someone, and was hoping for directions."
"Go on," he said simply, looking neither annoyed nor amused.
By human standards, she knew she was very attractive, but by both Oni and elf standards, she was only average in appearance, her only appealing asset to most being her large firm tits.
"Which guild has the best healer?" she wondered. "And how do I get there?"
His eyebrows raised. "I wasn't aware anyone held such a title."
She frowned at that. "Okay, then which guild is the best?"
"
Remnant
," he said without hesitation, as if
that
particular title was undisputed, only to gesture toward the massive open gate. "If you take the first road east, it's the first guild you'll come across. And then if you begin heading north, you'll reach the others. Impossible to overlook, as they are all clearly marked."
"Thank you," she replied simply, ready to head inside the capital.
"One moment," he immediately continued, taking a step forward. "I've never seen an object made of metal like that. Mind if I inspect your staff?"
Mel frowned, her grip tightening on her weapon, knowing it wasn't truly a question.
There was no option to refuse.
However, then her grip loosened and she held it up horizontally for him to grab, being confident he'd have no idea it was anything other than what it seemed, considering only she could use it.
As was the nature of a
Bound
weapon.
And sure enough, after commenting about how much lighter it felt than it looked, he returned the item and gestured for her to continue on.
She did so, glad to have that brief anxiety over with.
And hopeful to finally be at her destination after months of travel.
Finally, she could start searching for her mystery healer.
She just hoped they could really help.
* * *
I'm a combat healer.
That's my role in our party, and I do it really well. In fact, I'm so good at it that I'm in one of the
top 10 teams
of the
top guild
in the Delanor Kingdom. Technically, we're ranked number ten, but hey! We're top ten!
However, I'm also the only
male
healer I know, because usually healing magic is something only women excel at.
Why? No one knows really.
Men who had any affinity for essence were typically better at learning enhancement and combat magic, good for being in the middle of a fight, while women with such an affinity were often better at support magic or ranged weaponry. Although, those who could learn elemental spells were kind of a mix, with both genders being represented equally, so seeing both male and female Mages was standard. Same for Rangers and Rogues, with a good mix of men and women.
There were some slight differences between races as well, especially in regard to a person's 'Focus,' which was a subset of their 'Class,' with certain races being more likely to be capable of specializing in a particular Focus.
For our team, our Green Oni leader, Turg, as well as his younger brother Dagru were both of the 'Fighter' Class with a Focus in 'Warrior.' Pretty standard stuff.
Alternatively, our hot busty Blue Oni 'Mage' had a Focus in 'Magician' - again, very standard, though very powerful with her elemental spells.
The two oddballs in our group with more unique Focuses, included Jackel, an elf who was a 'Fighter' with a Focus in 'Essence Slayer.' And then me, a human Healer with a very rare, almost unheard of, Focus in 'Essence Diviner,' or just 'Diviner' for short.
Most healers,
all women
mind you, were either a 'Cleric' if they were human, a 'Cleric' or 'Druid' if they were an elf, or a 'Shaman' if they were an Oni.
The Oni themselves made distinctions based on the color of their skin, with Green Oni being Og're, Blue Oni being Ba'ju, and Red Oni being Re'ju, but in terms of Class and Focus there was no distinction in what they could specialize in.
Now, just to be clear, the fact that I excelled in healing magic didn't mean I was a complete weakling outside of a battle.
Despite not having any technical use for
Strength
, I was a normal height with a lean muscular build and had spent my fair share of time working on my physical body. By human standards, I was manly, tall, and athletic, not to mention I was decent with a sword, and even though I had zero skills in the Ranger Class, I was a fair shot with my slingshot too!
Yeah, dammit, I primarily used a slingshot.
I'm a healer, not an Archer!
But with my appearance, the only problem with it had to do with the fact that the majority of our guild,
Remnant
, was made up of Oni and Elves. More than that, the majority of the
Delanor Kingdom
was made up of Oni, Elves, Minotaur, and other nonhuman races...
And by Oni standards, I was puny.
By Elf standards, I was short.
Our Mage, Shel, was the perfect example of my undesirability as a bedmate. She was hot, muscular, had huge firm tits, and wore a white leather outfit that revealed all of her blue cleavage, as well as most of her thick blue thighs on one side, due to the slit in the smooth white material that went up to her hip.
Really, it was a standard mage's robe, except that she chose white leather, and had it modified to enhance her 'assets,' all for a reason.
She was sex-crazed, like most Oni, and cum wasn't easily visible if it got on her outfit.
Sure, it might be noticeable up close as an extra sheen, but not from a distance.
And the slit in the side allowed for easy access, since she didn't wear undergarments.
Officially, the seductive Shel was with Turg and Dagru both, with the two men usually enjoying her at the same time, taking turns who got the ass, who got the pussy, or who got the mouth, depending on the position. However, on the rare occasions when the brothers were too drunk on ale to be of any entertainment for her, she would find another Oni man to seduce and bed for the night.
To be fair, she avoided Elves, and only fucked humans if they were exceptionally brutish - because she liked big men.
Of course, what that meant was Shel had never even considered taking me to a room, and laughed at me the one time I'd had enough ale to consider offering, commenting it was 'cute' that I'd even suggest it, before turning her sights on a fat muscular human who was stopping by to see if there were any teams accepting recruits.
Our team was not, since we didn't have need for another Warrior, but she gave him a thorough tutorial on what would have been the perks had we needed his services.
Yeah, she fucked his brains out.
Humans have a hard time keeping up with the sex drives and stamina of Oni, so she had to leave him passed out in the room she was sharing with the brothers, and made Jackel move to my room so she could steal his space to continue her escapades with the very drunk, nearly unconscious, Turg and Dagru.
What really irritated me though was that, from her talking about it the next day, the man's cock was smaller than mine. Yet she still would never consider taking me to a bed, even though I wasn't at all inclined to do so anyway when completely sober.
The lack of desirability was really only a problem for me, in particular, though.
The majority of the other humans were mostly female Healers, who could get by with being puny and short - the Oni men thought it was hot as hell, as a sort of exotic fuck to get their huge cocks in those comparably smaller pussies, and the elf men were quite alright with bedding a short thin human chick.
So yeah, I was a good-looking human male with a pretty alright physique, stuck in a world of huge men, busty women, and no sex life at all.
My fault for living in the Delanor Kingdom, where humans were welcome, but also a minority.
Even the few human women weren't interested, since, you know, they had big muscular Oni and tall majestic Elves vying for their attention. Why settle for just a normal good-looking guy when you could have all the muscles or height you wanted?
And when you could have cock sizes that humans just couldn't compete with.
Technically, I could probably get laid if I visited the red district, but it was more expensive than I'd prefer, especially when I spent so much of my money on other pursuits.
Pursuits that kept me up late and required most of my time, attention, and coin.
You guessed it.
Books and studying.
Hey, there was a reason why I was the top healer around!
Not only did I have a unique 'Focus,' but I also studied my ass off well past my initial training. Healing was one of those Classes where a person could get by with knowing the basic spells of
Heal
and
Greater Healing
, with there being almost no need to continue to pursue knowledge since they could function perfectly well in a top tier team. As was the case with me being the best healer in the kingdom, yet being in a team that was only ranked number ten in our guild, with the other teams having healers who were 'just alright,' in my opinion.
