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Thread: [WB] The World of Harrow :.:[Closed]:.:

The second breakthrough is rather recent, and was discovered through use of the first. In some of the deepest mines a new substance has been found. Glowing stones, dubbed magicite have been uncovered. Experimentation with this new substance has yielded amazing discoveries namely the use of magic. Magicite has been found to tap directly into the powers of the planet and bring forth all manner of effects. From the elemental magic that the elves and dwarves wield, to far more amazing effects that do not follow an elemental path. This magicite is mined from the earth and refined in various reactors around the world. Once refined and synthesized this magicite is known as materia or orbment. Theories abound as to what this magicite is and where it comes from but the effects cannot be argued.There are also weapons and armors now being manufactured that allow the wielder or wearer to implement an orbment into specially made places on those items, giving various effects. Magicite Reactor Most reactors are placed in desolate areas, as the magicite seems to be best found in remote places. However, now and then, a reactor will be built in a populated area or a city will be built up around one. Reactor in a populated area This energy has led to a refinement of technology. Now no longer relying on large coal-powered steam engines, most cutting edge technology runs on magicite or even refined materia. Airships and other conveyances are being produced, as well as more personal items. Power armors and even unmanned mecha are being produced, able to be powered and programmed through use of magicite and the burgeoning technologies brought forth by its use. Power Armor Unmanned Guardian Mecha Cutting Edge Magicite Powered Airship
Thread: [WB] The World of Harrow :.:[Closed]:.:

Everything to the west of the Shadowlands and the Karadag Mountains used to be lush and verdant. A vast wilderness dotted with lakes and rivers, and inhabited by all manner of animals and sentient races. This changed when the demons came. Nobody knows just how they found their way to the world of Harrow, and yet most agree that foul and vile magic was somehow involved. What cannot be denied is that the demons emerged through a series of portals that had been opened. Whether they were opened by the demons themselves, from the Abyss in which they lived, or by some enterprising mage of considerable power, is still a debate that rages to this day. The demons brought with them destruction and a desire to subjugate the people of Harrow. They were met with stiff resistance, as the magi and knights of the time rallied against them. For over a decade they battled the seemingly endless hordes of demonic beings, and in this time necessity was the mother of invention. This was when blasting powder was discovered, at first as an alchemical mixture to make crude explosives. However, the machinery that was spawned from this soon helped in the war efforts as well, bringing ships and other weapons to the fore. There was no doubt that this helped stem the tide of the war, and though much of Harrow had been turned into a ravaged desert, it saved the rest of it from becoming much the same. However, one thing which to this day has never been explained, is just how the gates that had been used to access Harrow were closed. It is known that each one of the nineteen gates serves as prison to one of the powerful Demon Lords, though exactly how they were bound, and used to reverse the access to Harrow is a mystery. The Demon Gates now stand as silent guardians, forming a barrier around the great desert of Mtol Darask. Small areas of chaotic and wild magic still exist as well, in the Shadowlands and especially in Czernobog. These areas are prone to have demonic entities, and leftover mutations, though they never stray far from the lands, unable to hold together their corporeal forms. The nineteen gates and the cities that have been built around them are signified by blue dots on the map of Harrow. These cities, rather than being cosmopolitan in nature, are military installations in many ways, with fortified buildings constructed around the Demon Gates. The cities, from north to south and west to east, are Natayn Theveste Ketin Malak'a Darewqa Maqda'shayn Arys Al'an Nay'ta'ran Naqayz Veitha Hayk A'bedadd Nashal Barak Mabarak't'a Qudshanay Zaydiq Tuwban Each of these cities has a member of the Order of the Watchful Eye, that is charged with keeping the Gates under scrutiny. The effects of the great war on the elves and dragons was especially harsh, culling the elven population back to only a few thousand and virtually wiping out dragonkind - though a few halfbloods and those with draconic blood are known to exist. The last dragon is believed to have perished roughly a century ago, and her passing is memorialized deep in the forests of Sylvanyr.
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This section will very much be a WIP as I flesh things out from my own creation to those I write with -------------------- GROUPS AND ORGANIZATIONS Order of the Watchful Eye This group was formed by edict of the King, some two thousand years ago. At the time, King Stephan had ordered exploration into the Ravaged Lands. For centuries they had been considered cursed and off limits, with those venturing into them never returning. However, as the presence of the Pneumafera was discovered, and the realization that the lands were not lost completely, it was considered a wise course of action to explore them. Of course, everyone knew that the Demon Gates had been erected, and yet none dared to approach them for fear of breaking or disrupting the magic that held them closed. Rumor said that anyone approaching too closely could be sucked into the Gate, and their soul used to break the enchantments. Thus the Watchful Eye was born. At first the Order was comprised of brave men and women, usually knights, that volunteered their services. They kept vigilance on the Gates and kept people away, as well as making sure that nothing emerged from the huge stones. In return, they were regarded as heroes, and their families were well taken care of. Over time the Order has changed to more esoteric membership. Scholars and sages that wanted to study thegates and try to glean information from them, especially knowledge of the Old Ways. Such magical prowess has been lost for the most part, and study of the Gates is no almost solely done by the Watchful Eye. All members of the Order are human.
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Thread: The Sultana's Perfect Harem {darkest_fate& 	ƒeral}

It was Inas who replied first. Safiya! She exhaled the soft exclamation, looking thoroughly scandalized, surely you are not referring to the opinion of those old fools ? The vizier, at least in the privacy of her own home, did not seek to hide even an ounce of disdain dripping from her voice at the mentioning of some of the older viziers. While the sultanate had prospered under Safiya's rule and while she commanded the respect of almost all political elite, the elites themselves were divided into factions amidst themselves. Inas and her coalition were generally younger on average, and, consequently far more open minded than the wizened ministers. You are the sultana, after all, your word is law, she continued, who are they to dictate whom you choose to warm your bed? If anything, they are merely frustrated that you haven't wedded one of their vainglorious sons. Alasse was content to simply observe the conversation for a moment, tossing a look at a nearby girl, who quietly slipped out of the room, only to return with a jug of arak, a strong anise-flavored spirit. Cups were topped off once more, the stronger liquor hopefully soothing nerves and doubts alike. The dark elf herself stood with languid ease, presenting her positive attributes without overtly demanding attention. Truthfully, Alasse was intrigued. The vizier Inas was a good mistress, but her tastes were rather bland in Alasse's opinion. She hasn't had a chance in forever to really apply her expertise. The young sultana, on the other hand... Innocent, that was the dark elf's first assessment. Painfully innocent even. But curiosity shone in those eyes, a hunger unexplored. It helped that the sultana was more than easy on the eyes. A flower yet to blossom fully and already so ravishing... She ran the tip of her tongue along the rim of her teeth, confining the lewd thoughts to herself. Whatever doubts the sultana might have, she was curious, that much she could read. More than curious, there was the faintest flicker of desire there, something the young woman probably haven't yet fully grasped herself. It wouldn't be a tall task to nudge her an extra step down the correct path. You do me honor with your words, your sultanic highness, she spoke again, head lowered respectfully and yet eyes boldly meeting that probing gaze, it is the duty of the trainer to meet the expectations of her lady. I am well trained in the tantric arts, and would, as my lady Inas asks of me, impart such knowledge on any man, a smile again as she continued, or woman, that your highness favors to be a proper harem member. A pause as she looked to the vizier for confirmation, before adding, after all, I was informed that putting together a harem in short order was your highness' goal. The vizier herself nodded in agreement, before rejoining the conversation. So, Safiya, what is your type , mm? Her radiant smile was positively naughty as she probed, don't worry, I won't tell anyone It will be just between us girls. What was your most memorable lay like?
Thread: The Sultana's Perfect Harem {darkest_fate& 	ƒeral}

Calling so many elders fools made Safiya laugh, though she at least attempted to partially cover the noise with a hand. How often had she said as much herself? Still, she'd had to be diplomatic, hence the wrapping about her hand. Still, she had to flutter that very hand as Inas continued. They are always quite insistent that I consider the future of my domain, the sultana said, very nearly rolling her eyes. I have long thought their ideas too oldfashioned and far beyond our times. The sultan took offered spirits, sipping again, her eyes continuing to watch the dark elf. There was something there. Safiya could not readily identify what , but she could tell that it intrigued her. There was simply something... forbidden in that dark elf, something that caught in the fleeting looks and rolling hips. it reminded Safiya of the few times she'd dare look into the romances, or exchange passing looks with various beauties that would pass her sights. Mention of the tantric arts nearly had Safiya perking her ears, if such an action were possible for the lady. Some part of the sultana almost wanted to ask for a demonstration of such knowledge, the thought playing at the edge of Safiya's mind. her eyes flicked to her confidant as the elf explained the sultana's situation in far too blunt of terms. While my old friend speaks truth, she may want to be careful about whom she speaks with, Safiya tapped her fingers again, glad to regain some of her regal bearing. It did not last long. The sultana flushed slightly at the bluntness that again came from her friend, reaching up with her wrapped hand to cover her eyes. Unless you count Wafi, then I'm afraid that none have shared my bed, the sultana confessed, mentioning her pet tiger, who, while male and rather magnificent, hadn't precisely produced carnal thoughts in the sultana, regardless of his own curiosity. My purishufi , she gestured to the wrapping signifying her purity, is worn in complete honesty, she smiled and took a sip, regardless of any rumors you may have heard to the contrary. In all honest, she shrugged her shoulders, it seems that sex is somewhat overblown. I admit to some curiosity, but it is just that, her eyes flicked to the elf, again scanning her. Curiosity Safiya knew it to be a little more than that. She had to wonder about that touch, particularly from someone so skilled in the tantric arts. how many rulers had simply demanded attention? It would be entirely with Safiya's rights to all but insist upon it. Yet... well, she had never quite ruled that way. Just realizing her own thoughts made her skin darken again, and she brought her purishufi up to her face to partially conceal it, letting her embarrassment show through her eyes. Some curiosity indeed.
Thread: The Sultana's Perfect Harem {darkest_fate& 	ƒeral}

Even Alasse was surprised at Sufiya's admission. She would have wagered that the sultana wasn't as lascivious as rulers tended to be, but a virgin? In this day and age, young lords and ladies were copying what they read out of romance novels at scandalously tender ages. But she hid her surprise well it was not her place to speculate and react to the affairs of her lieges. Inas, on the other hand, lifted both brows and a soft 'oh my.' The vizier was silent for a moment, wearing a look of mild disbelief as she studied the sultana's expression for jest. Finding none, Inas gave a small sigh, before replying. Not for lack of trying from your many suitors, I'm sure. It was not phrased as a question a sultana so blessed by the fortunes in both looks, wealth, and intellect was surely the most sought after bachelorettes. And though still young, Safiya was certainly at an age where she could wed. But ah, your royalty, a look of recognition dawned, a curse and blessing in this regard... Neither of them were fools unlike novels were fond of suggesting, the intentions of suitors were rarely pure when royal blood was involved. An unwed sultana was practically an endless gold mine to princes and paupers alike, an easy pedestal to power. Inas waved a hand, as if to dismiss the depressing thought. But ah, that's where harems are convenient. She pulled in a nearby serving girl, who fell into her mistress' lap with a playful gasp, before re-positioning herself as enticingly as can be. Inas tilted the girl's chin a long digit, before flirtatiously trailing along her jaw. You wouldn't dare dream of anything unsavory now, mm? Her tone was lacking in threat, but the words spoke for themselves. Of course not, mistress, came the easy reply, I thank my lucky stars everyday that I belong to you. The comely harem girl replied, adoration seeping from every word. Inas smiled, clearly pleased, before turning to regard the sultana once more, but making no motion to dismiss the girl lounging astride her lap. Now now, Safiya, you came to me for advice, and as your friend, I simply cannot leave you so shrouded in the dark with regard to such a wonderful thing. She gestured at her girls and boys, come now, pick any of my lovies, and you can decree sex overblown after you've at least tried it. Perhaps sensing the young sultana's unease, Alasse, who's been standing silently thus far, rejoined the conversation. Your ladyship, she started, curtsying politely toward Inas, perhaps her sultanic highness would enjoy a more intermediary step? The question was directed as a query to her superior, but her gaze remained on Safiya. A kiss might be sufficient to shed some insight in the matter...or perhaps her highness would prefer to watch?
Thread: The Sultana's Perfect Harem {darkest_fate& 	ƒeral}

Whilst not quite winded from the heavy liplock, the embers alight in those molten aurelians spoke volumes. There was something deeply erotic about stealing the breath from such a nubile young woman, a sultana no less. Alasse's gaze scorched as it raked across every inch of brown skin, lingering at those dusky peaks barely hidden beneath that pure shade of blue, at the lips subtly swelled from kissing, and the flush of cheeks. It wasn't precisely about power, though there was a fair sharing of that also, but more so just what she could make Safiya feel, the reactions she had drawn from showing her nothing more than the tip of the iceberg. There was so much more she wanted to share, a whole new world to open Safiya's eyes too. And if in the process of that, it meant she got to sample her yet innocent ruler...well, she was hardly going to resist so tempting a notion. At the query, Alasse inclined her chin with a coy smile, returning the gaze through the thick of her lashes. Do the characters of those romances you fancied kiss each and every flower, or only roses most fair? Came the reply on that ever throaty purr, her voice ever so husked from the heat of the kiss. She made no attempt to readjust her posture, seemingly content to keep her hand at the small of Safiya's back until otherwise directed. A pause, before she leaned in and whispered as if sharing a secret. Were you not my sultana, I would have you on your back writhing to my touch already, my lovely. Her smile was dark as she pulled back, returning a lopsided smirk, but keeping up the appearances of decorum, as much as such a bawdy conversation permitted, at least. Meanwhile, Inas fanned herself rather dramatically, jumping in with an exaggerated exclamation. My, dear Safiya, are you truly the novice you claim? That was positively sweltering. She gave the sultana an amused grin, before continuing, Ah but look at the time, she feigned with no attempt to disguise the obvious ploy, I've business to attend to, by your leave, of course. She gestured at her harem, indicating they were to trail her and leave the room were Safiya to grant permission. I'm sure my harem trainer would be happy to keep you company...and sate any lingering questions or curiosities . She giggled, evidently amused at this turn of events.
Thread: The Sultana's Perfect Harem {darkest_fate& 	ƒeral}

Safiya smiled at Alasse's coy comment, tapping the side of her own mouth with a finger. She kept the expression a little guarded, eyes slightly lidded. In many ways Safiya did feel as if she were sliding into one of those romance, taking on the role of the heroine as easily as she did the role of sultana. It was a role that hse most certainly enjoyed, relished, even, and she was beginning to see more and more what the benefits of having a harem would be. Also, she couldn't help but feel that slightly selfish side of her rearing its head, not so subtly suggesting yet again that she could take this intriguing elf for her own. Why wouldn't a sultana take the best? And what heroine wouldn't want the paramour? Despite all her roleplaying, hearing those words whispered so huskily, directed at her, made Safiya shudder, her lips parting slightly. Her eyes closed a little more, a sigh leaving those slightly parted lips. She gathered herself up into a smile, looking over at her friend just before she spoke. The comment drew a light laugh from the ruler. I assure you, I am most unskilled. Merely a quick learner from an expert trainer, she glanced over at Alasse, lips again twisting into a half-smile. Safiya nodded as her friend departed, suspecting that her confidant had something in mind. Indeed, the followup, the not so subtle hint toward Alasse confirmed it quite well. Really? asked Safiya, quirking a brow. I'm sure there's something we can discuss, Safiya looked at Alasse and again leaned back. Her fingers tapped against the pillow as she considered. She did spare a wave and a nod to make sure to let Inas know that she was perfectly fine with the scenario, before looking to Alasse. So, what would be the next lesson, instructor? the sultana asked, raising both brows now. She shifted her shoulder slightly, letting a bit of the blue silk shift ever so subtly. Just a hint of the lush brown skin of her shoulder showed, a hint, a gesture, temptation to slide a little further and see just what lay beneath the loose folds. Not that Safiya's garb hid her overmuch, so much as... entranced.
Thread: THE SLAVE MAID....DangerousDanielle x Devilla-Roche

....Aww C'mon you wuss!, her friend yelled, laughing....Marian never considered herself a 'wuss', as her friend called her, but it had been one of those kind of days she had wished she could live over differently. Marian Williams, 24, was a secretary at a large legal firm. Single and unattached, she finally agreed to join her pestering friend for a girls night out. Blonde, standing 5'8, 120 pounds with a pleasing figure, she had held off her fair share of potential sex hungry men, her size 38D breasts making their passes even more frequent. Fine, Marian said, finally agreeing to another drink, but instead of having what she ordered, a waiter brought over something different. Hey, I didin't order this, she said, calling him back. I know, he replied....someone ordered it for you and paid.... Upon asking who the mystery person was, he just shrugged and replied that a note was left on the bar. After taking a test sip, Marian decided she liked it. A short while later she started feeling woozy.... Things were a blur, a shadowy world of semi dark shapes and unrecognizable voices...... Marian's eyes finally began to focus. She found herself staring up at the ceiling, then turned her head.....she was in an ambulance! Marian tried to speak only to discover she couldn't....she was drugged...a voice cautioned her to relax, that she'd be arriving soon at the hospital. THE HOSPITAL???? WHAT HAPPENED? Marian woke for the second time....groggy, she looked around. She was on a guerney.....trying to speak she quickly discovered she had something large and round in her mouth.....A GAG! A BALLGAG!! MMMMMMMPH!!!! MMMMMMMPH!!! Marian struggled and realized she was strapped down and totally naked beneath a sheet, an IV in one arm with a bag of clear fluid dripping down, hanging from a pole attached to the guerney..... Marian struggled, writhing back and forth......
Thread: THE SLAVE MAID....DangerousDanielle x Devilla-Roche

A sexy nurse walks in... She sees the girl writhing... Calm down! Calm down! To no avail... You give me no choice. The nurse pulls out a small bottle from a medicine counter across the room, grabs a syringe and fills it with the aqueous liquid from the bottle...then she makes her way to the IV, pushes the syringe into the tube and pushes on the plunger...the fluid leaves the barrel, goes into the tubing and in a matter of twenty seconds the girl is calm.... With the nurses hands on her hips... Now my dear girl, you can't do that. We strapped you down for that very reason, but you must remain calm. Besides, you will risk damaging some of the work that the doctor did to you. I mean you don't want to do anything to those wonderful implants do you? The doc did a great job on your lips as well. And, ooh I can't forget your hip and buttock implants as well. Let's have those heal properly!