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Thread: Let's make love, not war (Razgriz x Talin)

Sorry for the delay things got a bit hectic this weekend It was lucky the depth of the cave made it hard to see, else a rather awkward moment would have happened the boy was of breeding age, but he had yet to find a woman who'd take even the slightest grain of interest in him. He knew it was very unlikely to happen, if ever such was the fate of his existence. His tribe bred through the careful application of natural selection Gnosr remembered those words his father spoke. The strongest of the men would get the most opportunity to breed, since their tribe's core values were strength, resilience, and an unshakeable willingness to die in battle those who were deemed 'undesirable' would likely never get the chance to bed with a woman, as their social hierarchy forbade them from muddling the child-to-be with 'inferiority and weakness'. In the tribe's eyes, Gnosr was the embodiment of an 'Undesirable'......skirting conflict, letting others torment him and belittle his 'habits' and worst of all, a desire to understand the enemy. He was initially surprised to hear something of a defense statement made for the serpent-women. He had to admit he was conflicted he was both elated and somewhat peeved at her for saying such a thing. His desire to try and understand the serpent-women conflicted with what he was taught and what he had seen, the latter concerning an especially gruesome sight he had the displeasure of having burned into his conscience. His skin crawled as the image played through in his head, but he snapped out of his little flashback when she started explaining about how she'd been observing them for a while and found that most were relatively peaceful. Though her statement confused if this was their winter home, what were they doing here in the summer? Were they driven out by another tribe? Regardless of the reason, he let it go as that was a non-essential matter for the moment. He sighed as he responded, I know believe you me, I want to understand them better. Like I said before, they're such strange creatures. But the things I've seen...... He trailed off, his face turning solemn as a rather tragic incident passed through his mind. He could feel the blood on his body, warm and sticky, the scent of metal flooding his nostrils, a pair of deadening eyes staring right into his and a haunting voice whispering, the strands of life being severed one by one with each syllable by Death's Blade of Souls. He pushed the unpleasant memory from his mind, and regained his composure as he continued, ...makes it hard. I want to know why. When did all this killing occur? Was there no time of peace between them?
Thread: Let's make love, not war (Razgriz x Talin)

She wanted to scream at him, shed seen things too did he think his species was innocent? She folded her arms and her lower half writhed, agitation moving all through her body. Her heavy tail hit harder than she would have liked and shrugged her shoulders. Ive seen things to from both sides, each have good and bad. If you put yourself in their position and look at your own tribe, do you see happiness and understanding Gnosr? Or death and destruction as well? She smiled at him, I can answer it for you you see both, not everyone is all of one thing even you and I can be both kind and hurtful. Navalia thought hard about it, she knew things came crashing down upon them when her father appeared. The women were looking for breeding partners and her father was the only male the women had found. Raans mother found the male and mated with him in secret giving birth to Raan on her own in the winter cavern. Her father rejected that she was his child when he found out that Lavinelle had fallen in love with him he told her he felt the same and many others as well. Lying and spreading out his seed. However, Lavinelle was the only one to conceive though and when her father found out he ran away. Once she was born Lavinelle went on a killing spree, ridding the vicinity of males because of her hatred of her daughters father. There used to be peace but their leader was deceived by a human. She said softly and quietly. Figures, right one male to screw it up for the rest of you. She laughed softly. Gnosr, wont anyone miss you and come looking for you family or a wife or lover?
Thread: Let's make love, not war (Razgriz x Talin)

I know that, Na'valia that's why I want to try and learn more about them........I know it sounds contradictory, but my fear lies in what they'll do to me if they found me watching them. They would think me a spy, and that's not what I am at all. He then sighed and added, I just want this fighting to stop too many families have been torn apart because of this senseless combat. Too much blood has been shed, and is it really worth it? I certainly don't think so His worries were largely instilled by a rather unfortunate occurrence in his past His only friend, J'arock Sharptooth, was actually the inspiration for him to try and study the Lamia and other creatures with which the humans fought for territory. He could remember it now they were trekking through the southern portion of the forest bordering the Deadlands, thinking that there was a peaceful tribe of Lamia to study and learn more about. However, they were mistaken not long before the two of them arrived, another group humans had brutally ransacked the village and slaughtered some of the tribe members, including the village Elder. So when they tried to initiate talks with the serpent-women, they themselves were attacked though J'arock defended them both valiantly, he was defeated. Even now, Gnosr could see the life fading from his eyes he even remembered the small prick in his neck as J'arock inserted a small amount of 'False Death' into his bloodstream. When Gnosr felt his body shutting down, he thought J'arock was trying to kill him, but then J'arock just told him to lay back and let it take over. J'arock also told Gnosr to not hate the serpent-women, told him to try and reach an understanding of just who it is they are. A few hours later, Gnosr woke up, J'arock's dead form keeping the blazing sun off of his body. Gnosr just stared up, shocked at the colorlessness of his former friend's skin, the utter chill that he felt as blood leaked, drop by drop, from a nasty gash on his face and covered Gnosr's completely in thick, metallic-scented red fluid. And so, in J'arock's memory, Gnosr continued to try and establish contact with other Lamias, risking his life in his own way to make things better for all. Na'valia's words were initially lost on Gnosr, as the image of his friend's violent death played over and over in his mind's eye. It wasn't until she laughed that he was snapped out of his daydream to catch what her next words were. Now it was Gnosr's turn to chuckle, Hardly no woman up there wants anything to do with me. To them, I am useless, weak, unnecessary. They would sooner have me thrown to the serpent-women as a sacrifice than bother trying to rescue me. But, you're not one of my tribe, so you don't get included in that description. You at least have enough kindness to help me when I so needed it.
Thread: Let's make love, not war (Razgriz x Talin)

I understand Gnosr She sighed, she wasnt sure why, but something in his voice told her she could believe him. And I agree, too many things have happened and it is tearing more and more beings lives apart. She felt hopelessly lost in her tribe, but leaving meant her death and even if it were safe, her mother wouldnt understand. She knew, deep down, her mother would feel abandoned. His answer to her question floored her. He didnt seem useless or weak at all. The words intelligent and handsome popped in her head though she knew thinking the latter would put her and him in grave danger if anyone knew it. I would certainly hope that if I were in the same position someone would help me. She sighed and stared at him, her large green eyes flitting over him in the dark. It is sad to think that there are those that find that people that use their brains instead of weapons to be useless. Her forked tongue slid out and wet her lips. I am in the same boat, though they call me a dreamer in my tribe. I like to see the good in everyone, even out enemies. When mating season comes up, I will not be allowed to partake since I am considered less than by the rest. Once the raids begin I will not be allowed to fight either, I show sympathy and the others feel it will weaken us. Navalia was used to this. Each year she had been told to stay behind and guard their homes while they left to find mates. Even though things went on as they had with her father they still knew procreating was important. The raids called for each woman to find a male with whom she mated and then she either killed or released him. Then the women returned home with a child or a male or empty-handed. Lavinelle, her mother always went off to find Navalias father. All of this went on while she was required to stay behind, her mother refusing to allow her to partake in the mating, though she wasnt sure why. Navalia knew the reason had to be that she was tender hearted and her mother didnt want her only child to fall victim to a male as cruel as her father. She had a good head on her shoulder and knew that if given the chance to mate he wouldnt be a barbarian like the other women chose hed be someone more like Gnosr. She blushed at the thought but right now she would keep her distance less he spooked and ran from her like most men did her species.
Thread: Let's make love, not war (Razgriz x Talin)

Feh, the only good use of the brain is knowing how to defeat an opponent and fight. Nothing else matters......That's what the others would tell me they say I waste my time trying to study the serpent-women. But through understanding, peace can be fostered. Why can't people get that? Gnosr pointed out, a huff of frustration in his tone. It wasn't directed toward Na'valia, but just to people in general everyone was so closed-minded, it was aggravating. Gnsor stared at her as she explained what her standing in her own tribe was he smirked and replied, That's certainly better than the names they have for me. In my village, my name is Gnosr the Rabbit. That's the name I was given at birth, and that's the name I will die with He couldn't believe how easy it was for him to open up to her maybe it was because she listened, and he could believe what she said. He knew that he couldn't stay with her forever no one wanted, not even someone as understanding as her, would want him - a weak little Barbarian child - as a lover. But oh how he wanted her even though he couldn't see much, her voice alone was simply intoxicating. But, regardless, Gnosr felt the veil of sleep begin to cover his eyes a loud yawn could be heard from him as his exhaustion finally seemed to creep up on him. Sorry, Na'valia, but I guess this is as long as it goes for tonight.....Will I see you in the morning? he then said, his eyes looking toward the woman half-hidden by the rocks of the cavern, unaware that she was one of the 'enemy'.
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Thread: The Legend of the Gamble (Safehold and butterfly0408)

The divine spirit composed by the hand of God himself from smokeless fire, or so the legend went, moved his fingers, which were composed something in between the ethereal and mortal flesh, through the beam of light which was the sole source of its like for the Majlis al-Jinn. Mortal explorers saw only a cave with the beam of light cascading inside, its perfection serving as the source for of all that could be seen inside the massive space. Desire... it was as good a name as any, saw it differently. Desire saw a grand palace, the like of which was unrivaled in the world, to fulfill his every want or wish. Instead of cold rock, he saw marble. Instead of a sheer ceiling, he saw a grand dome, the interior covered by the finest artwork. Gold adorned everything around him, composing the highlight of solid gemstone baths and fountains which featured beautiful statues of the world's greatest men. All of it was possible as he imagined, for Desire was his domain, and he wielded the smokeless fire to create whatever he wanted. All save one thing. One being, to be precise. He moved his fingers through the light again and saw the world outside. Baghdad. The great capitol city of the Caliphate. Its teeming masses came from every corner of the known world to trade in the richest and largest city ever built by man. It still was as nothing compared to Desire's palace, but it was something worth admiring when a spirit occupant of such a high plane as himself took the time to think about how it had been built by purely mortal hands. And how it was the potential key to the one thing he as yet could not have. A pristine feminine hand then rested across his ethereal-flesh shoulder. Its owner was Beauty incarnate, and so she was named. Long, golden hair. Flawless oval eyes. A nose that may as well have been sculpted by Allah himself. Perfect lips. And her body... luscious breasts, rump hind, and toned legs all draped in the simplest of Kashmir robes that hid absolutely nothing from the eye. He had to have her. Hello, glutton. She loved to tweak him at every opportunity, reminding him of her superior status. I propose a small wager...
Thread: The Legend of the Gamble (Safehold and butterfly0408)

The markets of Baghdad were alive with the hustle and bustle of it's daily routines. The constant clamoring of the people as they went about their lives, some to shop while others just to take in the sights, sounds, and smells of the thriving world around them. The booming voices of the merchants, calling out to the passers by to come forth and see the fine trinkets they had to sell. The smells in the air both pleasant scents of fragrant fruits, aromas of the exotic food that could make the mouth water, and yes even the unpleasant smell of the crushing crowds one all sides of you, they made up all that was the lifeline of the city's very core. Many kinds of trades kept the city running, though one in particular was well known and accepted though the nature of it to some was dark and scandalous. To others, it was just another way of life. To Arya, it was a bit of both. The beautiful Arya's life had been so blessed. While she was just one of many bastard children to one of her rich and powerful father's many harem slaves, her mother had been his favorite. He held her in high regard and even higher then his wives in his heart. He had treasured her and the sweet Arya as long as she could remember. They had laughed and loved together. Even when her mother passed on her father had cried with her as well. He promised her then that he would never throw her out into the world for it would be unkind to her because of her birth. In his eyes, she was a princess with rare golden hair and blue eyes like her mother. Rare and beautiful to behold. He would keep her and treat her as such within his household. Yet suddenly, as is with the flip of a coin, everything had changed. Arya was awoken in the middle of the night and taken from her father's harem. He had sold her. He gave her no reason, no explanation. He did not even bid her goodbye. His mind just... changed. Arya tried to think back. What had she done to him that he would so coldly throw her out into the world he promised to save her from? She was flung into the possession of a man that sold young women like her for pleasures of the flesh. It was a world she had known all her life having grown up in a harem. Ever since she was a little girl she could not escape seeing and hearing things. While she had never been in a place to practice with them, nothing was really foreign to her. Her golden beauty and the promise of her purity made her a true treasure within the slave markets. Her keeper had taken the time to talk up her many virtues to those present at the day's auction. He had gotten her for a steal and meant to make three perhaps even four times his investment with her. She was carted up upon the block her wrists in chains as she was placed upon display for all to see. Her keeper, coming forward without warning and ripping open the already revealing sheer, loose fitting robes to expose nearly all of her fine breasts to the crowd's view. Arya gasped but remained still as she closed her eyes and waited to her fate to take her where it would. The slave seller began the bidding...
Thread: The Legend of the Gamble (Safehold and butterfly0408)

Arya's eyes were cast towards the ground the whole while the slaver seller went on about her attributes. She could feel the gaze of the men upon her. It made her feel vile and dirty. The sounds of their whispers reaching her as she was only able to pick out a word here or there. Stunning, beautiful, golden, among them until the mention of her virginity. Then the whispers only seemed to grow and the words being spoken changed to be as vile as she felt inside. Hot. Hard. Wet. Sex. Among other things. Her body grew tense and she felt herself growing ill with the thought that one of those wicked men was going to bury himself in her likely before this day was done. Tears almost rose to her eyes yet before they could, a high price was spoken for her. Her head could not help but shoot up just as everyone else's eyes had turned to face the one who would dare such a price even for a virgin. The moment that Arya' eyes found his face, that vile feeling within her melted away and left her feeling something else. It was unlike anything she had known in her whole life, so sudden and intense a feeling as she looked up the man who no would could match the bid of in a thousand years. A feeling of anticipation. The seller snapped his finger and it was all the signal enough his own slaves needed to removed the sold item from the block, taking the time to put her clothing back into place now that the show was no longer needed to sell the priceless girl. He in the meantime went straight to her new master and reached out to take his hand, shaking it at first before bowing in praise to him. They spoke words that Arya could not hear for her attention was still fully upon the face of her master. He was not what she had feared. He was young, handsome, and there was a sort of natural warmth in his eyes she saw even though he was not looking at her directly. Suddenly though, she was shoved from behind and her head forced downward by a large, brutish hand, Where you given permission to let you eyes be raised towards your master slave, one of her handlers hissed at her. No, she answered quickly and meekly, without a moment of hesitation. Forgive me, she added. It is for you master to forgive or punish you now slave... he said before all seemed to turn there attention to Darius. Which would it be?