Road to Recovery(A Salos Adventure)

After having fucked a pair of nuns on an altar, their goddess had given Salos her 'blessing'. Now unable to use his magic Salos, begins to search for a way to regain his lost powers.

“Damn it. If my mom finds out, she may only restore the magic I inherited from her. I refuse to use that magic. I need to find someone or something about this goddess and maybe I could purge her magic from me.” He says as he heads for a local tavern, hoping to get some information. 

(Drawing on my D&D experience here.)

The first tavern Salos found was nearly empty. It's only occupants were a rough looking man tending to the bar and a trio of women in body obscuring cloaks sitting at one of the tables.

Salos decided to approach the table of cloaked women.

One of the women noticed Salos approach. "Can we help you?" she asked, which drew her companions attention to him.

"I'm trying to gather information and I was wondering if you could help. I'm looking for information about a goddess and her 'blessing'. " he asked politely.

"And why do you want to know?" one of the ladies asked as she rested her arm on the table.

"Maybe he thinks he's too good for normal women and that only a goddess could satisfy him." another jokingly suggested. The other two replied with a laugh.

“I had an encounter with two nuns that ended with their goddess blessing me. Now I can’t use my magic power. I need to get rid of her ‘Blessing’.” He admits.

The three cloaked women shared a glance. A silent conversation seemed to go on between the three before they turned their attention back to Salos.

"We might know something about that." one of them finally told him.

“Could you please tell me what you know?” He asks politely.

One of the women opened her mouth to tell him only to be cut off by one of her companions.

"Why should we?"

“Because I need to restore my power before my mother finds out I’m powerless.” he said with an anti of emergency about him.

"And that concerns us, why?" the same woman asked.

“Because my mother is the witch of passion and she is easily one of the worst witches who ever lived. She wants me to rejoin my family to consolidate her power. Her favorite pastime is enslaving men, especially men of those who anger her. It doesn’t take much to end up on her naughty list.” He said, trying to point out what they could stand to lose.

"The way I see it, you've got two options." one of the other two said. "You either find a way to meet with this goddess and convince her to remove her blessing. OR you go hunt down a demon or something that can counter the blessing."

“Ok. Know any way to summon this divine pain in my ass?” He said

"Nope." she replied with a shrug.

“Dang it. Know anyone who might?” He asked politely.

"Isn't there that seaside temple where that angel likes to hang out?" the third women said. "Maybe she'd know something."

“Thank you for your help. Is there anything I can do to repay your kindness.” He said respectfully.

"Oh, I can think of a few things." the woman who was giving him the most trouble said. Both of her fellows nodded in agreement.

“And what would that be?” He asked, afraid if what they wanted.

"Sex."

"Money."

"Recover a stolen item."

The three women offered in rapid succession.

"What's the stolen item?" He asked, trying to ignore the first two.

"A thief snatched a silver pendant that my grandmother gave me when I was a little girl." one of the women explained.