Soon, you, Dick, Marina, and Rachel are off - walking through the forest towards the haven of the centaurs. Despite the potential for being lost, Rachel - who's leading - finds that she instinctively knows the way.
Marina has dressed for the journey, having put on a blouse and a sun hat. Thanks to her altered leg bones, she's hidden her furred thighs under a pair of shorts. She's barefoot, though - having given up on shoes.
As for Dick... Well, you feel a little foolish - since you've tied his spare trouser belt around his neck, putting him on a 'lead'. His hands are bound, and his mouth is gagged. You don't want him alerting the other satyrs.
Halfway through your trek, you all hear the noise of fighting. From behind tree cover, your party sees the satyr flock running in different directions, as they clash with a number of combat-suited men wearing visors. They look like an assault team, as they bring down the yelling goat-people with taser guns and nets. One breathless satyress - Minerva, you realize - runs towards your tree. Then she is stunned as she strikes what seems to be an invisible, crackling force-field. Two of the attackers then knock her out with a gas grenade, before ensnaring her.
Dick strains at his binds - but you hold him down. You watch the proceedings grimly. Then you all move on.
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"Good! You're here! Welcome back, young halflings. And greetings to you others," Ixion booms as he trots over to your group, having emerged from the main, barn-like structure you're all standing before. Alongside you is your announcer, Theo - the first centaur you ran into, upon your arrival.
"You're expecting us?" Rachel frowns.
"Of course! Mr Amiacing informed us of the situation. Are you prepared, Kaymarl?" Ixion turns to address an old-looking satyr whose human half makes you think of an Indian fakir. He has long, grey-white hair and a beard that reaches to his stomach.
Kaymarl smiles. "We are ready, Ixion." He bounds out of the building, followed by two more figures. The first is the regal-looking centauress Themis, with several pouches of herbs tied around her waist. The second is a dark-skinned Hispanic satyress...
"You!" Rachel grabs your wrist, in panic - but her eyes are fixed on Anarosa.
"Uhhm!"
The naked satyress bows to your party, and smiles languidly. "Don't be afraid, Rachel! I'm no longer a threat to any of you."
"Uhhhmmm!!"
"Sorry, Dick! I was forgetting." You pull the gag from his mouth - and Anarosa quickly kisses him. His hands are still tied, however.
Rachel whispers in your ear. "There's something different about her, Ben! She tried to seduce me, last night - remember?"
"Quiet! Kaymarl will explain the situation," Ixion barks. His gaze falls on Marina, who's been staring at the centaurs in hushed awe since she first spied Theo. "Hmm... Thesis, my dear?"
She nods, and trots forward. Gently, she takes Marina's hand. "Let's go inside. You too, Rachel." Surprised, Rachel follows the centauress and half-satyr girl into the barn.
Kaymarl claps his hands for the attention of everyone left present. "I'll be brief! I, Kaymarl, was the leader of the satyrs on this island - before Cedius joined the tribe, about a year ago. His conversion was a mistake - his personal magnetism and physical power caused me to lose control over some of my people. He formed a breakaway faction of rogues, and they've allowed their lives to be ruled by lust and perversion ever since."
"Yes! And look what's happened - Mr Kaymarl, sir!" you protest. "Rachel and I got away, thanks to the centaurs - but..."
"I know!" Kaymarl holds up his hand. "And now several of Cedius's followers are likely to be...diseased. These two included. Thanks to events which your group has set in motion, young human, the management has acted! The rogue satyrs are being put into quarantine. To be tested and treated. As they should. I suspect that Dick wasn't the first satyr with his...condition.
Understanding now what you saw earlier, you point at Dick and Anarosa. "And shouldn't they be quarantined?"
"Master Kaymarl has already fixed me." Anarosa's brown eyes sparkle. "Now he'll fix Dick!"
"He will!?" Dick gasps. Then he frowns. "Wait... You said Master Kaymarl! But Cedius...!"
"I renounce Cedius." Anarosa looks Dick in the eyes. "And I renounce nymphomania. You are my only chosen partner now, Dick."
Whoa, you think! This is interesting. Meanwhile, Dick protests. To him, satyrs are meant to be roving lovers.
"Do you wish to have your HIV addressed, young one?" Kaymarl puts to Dick. "I can only do this one way!"
Dick yells in the affirmative. Kaymarl then lays his hands on Dick - one on his forehead, and one on his groin. A magical glow of energy floods into your friend, bathing him. When it disappears, some moments later, Dick looks confused.
Anarosa smiles. "Now, Dick. Who do you love?"
He grins. "You, of course! And Skye... Er... And the two girls who made me... No! I love you, Anarosa. You'r the only satyress for me!" He kisses her, but still looks baffled. He faces Kaymarl. "What have you done?"
"The disease in both of you is now in check. You are both carriers - not sufferers-to-be," the old satyr proclaims. "You are also now monogamous."
You smile, in realization. "And since they're both carriers, they can have a relationship with each other. But with no one else! Their libido is now controlled. They won't wish to convert anyone into satyrs!" You whoop with joy, and free Dick from his binds.
Kaymarl nods at you, pleased. "You are intelligent, human! It is by this process, which I've tested first on Anarosa, that I hope to rein in my wayward children - after I visit them in their quarantine. In the meantime, these two will join the decent satyrs of my tribe."
Dick brushes his nose against the point of Anarosa's ear. He looks lost in thought. "I want to look after the forest and its animals, now. And write a play about how we were both redeemed by Master Kaymarl!"
Anarosa laughs and squeeze's his hand. "I'll compose the music! I was once a band member..."
Kaymarl guffaws, and winks at you. "Now they are learning what satyrs can do - when they are free from lust! I converted only willing humans - and through magic, not sex!"
Well... Dick was never interested in the theatre before... Your happiness soon disappears, however, when a worried-looking Rachel walks out of the 'barnhouse' - alone.