Alex put his clothes on after a bit of getting his head in order, and walked past a bunch of architecturally blended buildings. Some brick, others paneled, a few of strange metals...Most were with standard RPG shop signs: gear smiths, potion brewing, travel supplies, enchantment services, antiquing (for treasure evaluation and the occasional special item). Isekai spawn point or not, consolidating most of the adventurer-centric services in one area like made it a lot easier to collaborate. The guildhall and inn dominated most of the infrastructure, a large hotel-like building with modern amenities and apparently a surplus of fancy windows. Aroused tingles played over Alex's body as he walked through the main doors, apparently a byproduct of ley line consolidation providing accelerated mana regeneration in the main halls, and mana regeneration being both an aphrodisiac and sexual stamina restorative. Oh boy.
Inside the building was a small mudroom and coat-check front desk area staffed by an automated-looking blue wind-fire spirit, followed by the impressive main hall proper, resembling a large hotel lobby with an assortment of couches, tables, miscellaneous decorations, and idle adventurers. Officer Zack Pullman, a halfling rogue in charge of fleecing underpaying contractors, slicked up his brown fauxhawk style and flexed his unbuttoned leather vest as he welcomed Alex back in. "Yo, Alex, nice incarnation!" the shortstack said, adjusting some black form-fitting pants, glancing up and apparently checking Alex's finances by magic more out of habit than any reason to. "Huh, no big hauls lately? Guess the isekai in you is young still."
Apparently halflings were not big fans of personal space among friends, given that Zack was soon abruptly feeling Alex up. "You've got some big lucky charm going on, guess Aegis' support finally got ya now that you're embedded?"
A few memories of a very supportive wheel of fire, eyes, and geometric shapes helping Alex with his introductory magecraft and being terrible at dice rolls clicked into place alongside Zack's persistent presence as Secondary Income Treasurer of the Timeless Dawn. Alex stammered out a hasty "Uh, yeah." before appending "How'd you know?", unsure what knowledge was weird meta and what was just questionable writing.
"Lotta rogues pray to Luck," Zack explained. "Sometimes he answers and it's a cock in a hole after that. Had a few drunk parties with the dude and I can tell when he's made a mark. Meljin's kinks, guess that evil attractor curse finally bloomed in full. Monster breeding season waiting to happen at this rate."
Alex blushed. "What?" he said. "You planning to bring in more minotaurs or something?"
Words and knowledge kept syncing up, half vaguely-expected dialog and half allusion to an apparently busy past sex life. Yeesh, those dudes were huge, but it was fun. Bit interesting to be that slutty, but it paid off in stats. Gendalfines by default gained stats through helping others raise their own, half sifu and half shameless collab artificer...and it didn't have to be the stats the others got raised, so boosting others' physicals through sexual exercise was apparently one of Alex's specialties, fortifying himself through his soul for sorcery purposes.
"Not yet," Zack said, brushing over what exactly would be considered yet as he continued groping Alex's crotch, "next big quest's in cultivator territory, Pretentious Name Region. Don't think you've been out there yet? Core formers, fairy demon daos, array formations, all that jazz. Alchemists wanna compare plants in a newly decrypted realm that was dumped in ages ago, Sleazy Night Market. You interested? Suck my dick and I'll keep expositing."
Alex shrugged. "Sure," he said, "if you're up for it. Just normal fine?"
Zack stepped back a bit, looked aside, then flopped onto a nearby couch, leaning back. "On your knees and I'll guide you. Normal's fine, hall recharger's getting me hard again."
Alex moved over and pulled down Zack's pants, instinctively starting to suck cock while playing with the balls somewhat. Zack grinned and made good on the worldbuilding request while gently guiding Alex's head. "Signal with your soul body if you want anything, I'm probably just gonna magic infodump it in your head."
Zack conjured up a ball of light and poked Alex's forehead with it, adding 'Lore Summary: Cultivators and Pretentious Name Region' to the system encyclopediacs. Dismissing the light, Zack moaned slightly and started playing with his nipples instead to let Alex take his own pace.
"SO! As I was saying, xianxia." Zack said cheerfully. "Sleazy Night Market looks to be something like a randomly generated pleasure pocket, probably inhabited by a few thotty spirits and dancing dudes. Name's a dead giveaway about the starry night and salesmanship, so we might set up a branch office for stuff that's under the attention of the reigning sect leader's city defense slash realm acquisition plan. Us out here in Fort Isekai are allies with the big boss Decrypted Sunset Sect. Expect to get timestop fucked by anime boys from city to market, or some blazing poetic passions. Also expect garish sex, might need to cast an eye heal if their dao reality gets too artistic on you and a sensory calibrator if you do too much in spirit herbs."
Tilting his head to look at the front desk spirit, Zack raised a hand to mouth and shouted "BETTER THAN SOME DJINN!", meriting a grin and a friendly middle finger from the fire guy there (ignored by the other adventurers, typical), before returning to Alex's ministrations. "Yeah, Mammon-kun over there used to be into the really drug trip stuff. Now he does parallel dreamworlds sex, it's confusing but one hell of a ride. At any rate, the Decrypted Sunset guys tend to use a lot of time hax and cryptography. Move fast, strike repeatedly, rollback dumb events, break the time protections on hidden realms, hack into magic libraries with dusty old tomes remotely, that sort of deal. But their defensive esoterica's kinda slacking if they don't set up firewall formations in advance, meaning they want adventurer buddies for dealing with stuff you can't just punch a bajillion times or hack into. In come y'all, play healer for stuff that doesn't get dodged and dao protector versus weird stuff. Alchemists do the science thing in the background. Got it?"
A muffled 'mmn' from Alex followed by his soul popping out from the back of his head to nod assent confirmed.
"Good. Coming, now swallow." Zack said roughly, then began shooting into Alex's mouth. Alex complied vigorously, before pulling back and panting from excitement. Zack continued "Alright, if you're still interested we'll call over the guys and get hooked up. If you left anything in your inn room go ahead and grab it now, I'll coordinate all the stuff. And if anybody forgets to pack some supply or other, they'll probably be getting replacements from your magic wiener. So expect a lot of dumb requests, dude. Might call in another pink though and maybe a white or blue. Bard maybe? Don't worry, I'm not pressuring you to take this. Could use you back at base for misc supply too, especially if we're sending off other pinks and so many alchemists."
Alex nodded along, absentmindedly petting his soul like a floaty cat while Zack variously called over adventurers and began confirming stuff. He definitely had options, so it was time to choose.