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Thread: Mage and the Warrior(Treader and Vampire07

Hold still! I can stop the bleeding with my magic but I can't completely heal the wound. He holds his hands above her wounds and a white light flashes. The wound looks almost exactly the same, except there was no new silvery blood leaking out of it. We need to get you off of the battle field. Rosheen looks around as he stands to his feet. The main force of the 'Light Aligned' was down to about half of what they started with. Their forces were scattered and fighting still on three separate directions. The enemy had lost twice the number of soldiers as the 'Light Aligned' however it looked as if they had that number again to lose. The majority of the soldiers left fighting seemed like they were injured or dead on their feet fighting against the enemy. From carrying heavy armor and swinging there weapons, and exhausting themselves against a strong enemy after a forced march deep into enemy territory, the remainder of their war fighting ability seemed lost. Rosheen looks down at his left hand, it was charred black from his own spell used to save the Faery lady beside him. He turns to Davina, listen if we want a chance at survival, then we need to make a run for it now. He points out with his hand in a direction further into enemy territory, the enemy isn't coming from that way, it's our only chance of surviving, but we have to go now while they still have someone to fight.
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Davina stopped moving as she took his help on stopping her wounds from bleeding but when he suggested on running she shook her head. We can't leave them. She said with her turning her green eyes to Rosheen as to her he was talking about betraying their friends in arms. I'm not leaving my brothers and sisters in this mess, Mage. She said as she got to her feet hearing her friend Bothamere yelling for her to run but she pulled one long arrow of her quiver and set it in the slit. There she pulled it back with her arm trembling. Got to make this... She muttered softly as it was clear she was in pain and she was struggling. The moment she let the large long arrow go a troll had leaped at her but the arrow easily sailed through its chest to its long awaited targets in that long line. Bothamere turned to the mage with him hitting a vampire in its throat. Get her out of here, she's a fledling compared to her brothers and sisters. She hasn't reached her adulthood point. He said panting with him keeping an eye on Davina as vines came out of the ground reacting to the violence around them. The vines wrapped themselves around a number of enemies and threw them far away while others made themselves spears.
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Rosheen listened to Bothamere over her, he knew this battle was doomed. He turned to look at his chosen escape root. It was closing quickly but he could make it with his power. He focused his power for a moment his right hand beginning to glow blue. Faery woman! He called out to her, before placing his hand behind her back, Sleep!! he screamed as he used a lot of his ability to cast a basic spell. She had no chance of staying awake, as she saw him as an ally. Spells like this usually only work if you don't see them coming. He through her limp body of his shoulder and nods to Bothamere before taking off. Rosheen begas to chant what sounds like non-sense as he carries Davina's body from the battle-field. The chant was more or less a focus to channel his power into a barrier around the two, one which arrows were bouncing off of, and once enough power had been put into it, made them invisible to the naked eye. He didn't carry her far, but deep into the woods, where they could no longer hear the sounds of battle. He set her down against a tree, and only made it two or three steps before collapsing. His body was physically and mentally pushed to its limits. He struggles to stay awake but quickly loses consciousness as his body tries to force him to take a break.
Thread: Mage and the Warrior(Treader and Vampire07

She was busy fighting when her blades slipped from her hands and she was out cold. The others fought to keep the attention on them and keep the enemy at bay but they soon parted as others scattered in the forest shadows. While Rosheen passed out their allies found them and stayed in the shadows as if watching over them. A few wolf shapeshifters stayed in the distance while Bothamere and a few others managed to find them. Bothamere picked up Rosheen while a centuar had Davina placed on his back. It took awhile for the group to find a secure area to sleep and recover for the evening but they managed to find a large tree that was shelter enough for them all.
Thread: Mage and the Warrior(Treader and Vampire07

Rosheen had a nightmare in his state of unconsciousness. One that involved all sorts of demons, fighting with the enemy. Fighting to help end that allies. Dark angels and demons tortured them while the orcs and vampires pulled the strings. He woke up with a scream, his vision was fuzzy and his bearings weren't quite straight and the dark figures moving around him were terrifying at the moment. His hands held balls of fire in them as he prepared to defend himself against what turned out moments later to be his allies when the fog of sleep wore off. He didn't really recognize anyone, but once they were sure he was alright and wasn't going to harm anyone he went up to the only one he had seen during the battle. Hey big guy? Um.. I had a question is the Faery girl doing alright? She had some pretty nasty wounds on her sides, I'm really hoping I didn't make them worse when i decided she needed to get out of there.
Thread: Mage and the Warrior(Treader and Vampire07

Bothamere looked at the screaming mage and shook his head. Outside on the tree branches Davina was getting her wounds treated. Nah! She'll be fine. Her healer is out there with her. We managed to find you through shapeshifters and they watched over you until we got to you. They had us out numbered so we ran... He said as he listened to the wind outside but soon it was raining which was good since it'll cover their scent from vampires and such.
Thread: Mage and the Warrior(Treader and Vampire07

We're a minimum of fifty miles away from friendly territory, with the injured and all the obstacles that are going to be in our way it's gonna be a lot harder than that battle to make it home. They've probably got hunting parties out looking for us right now. Not to mention how close we are to the Wylds. The chaos magic in the air is giving me nightmares, and I don't even wanna guess as to how many demons cross the border. This is gonna be one hell of a test for us all. Rosheen's face looked grim, in his mind the goal was to get the few remaining survivors home safely, which would be a monumental task in its own. He looked down at his clothes, covered in dirt, ashy residue, and blood. What a sight he must look, probably more capable and fight worthy than normal. He was a man of magic he wasn't really muscled like most of the men around them. I'm gonna go see if there is anything I can do for the wounded. I may be really bad at healing magic, but I've got a lot more raw power than most magicians who took part on the battlefield today. Rosheen ran off to find the wounded, his true motives were to see the Faery girl again, but he felt it was better off if they didn't know this.
Thread: Mage and the Warrior(Treader and Vampire07

Bothamere watched the maga take off as everyone who was wounded was inside the tree, except for the shapeshifters and the faery people. Sighing as he went back into the back of the hollow tree to rest. Outside Davina was healed but she managed to make it down with the aid of the branches moving. Groaning softly as her muscles were stiff from being out for so long and being so still. Standing on the ground as her transluect wings hung low to the ground showing how miserible she is. Where is he... She asked as she was fighting a throbbing headache but she felt viberations off to her right but when she looked to her right she noticed Rosheen approaching in her direction. You could have gone bit more gentlier when you knocked me out....Also why me? She asked as she moved walking up to him with vines slithering across the grounds as if it was her alert system. Sry this is finals week and got two tests due today and before tomorrow at midnight
Thread: Mage and the Warrior(Treader and Vampire07

He was startled by her accusations, he knew she had wanted to stay on the battle field but he hadn't expected her to be confrontational about the fact that he forcefully removed her from the situation. I don't know why you. Partially the fact you were already injured. Partially the fact you're someone I can actually carry, and partially something I'm not quite sure of. I just really felt like I didn't wanna see you die there on the battle field. He looked at her for a moment his black hair blew in the wind. At least you're here today though right? We have a chance to get home and rejoin the fight, but we couldn't have done anything more in that battle. We were outnumbered, outmatched and thoroughly out fought. He was just rambling now, trying to explain himself to her. Rosheen was really trying to make sure she didn't hate him.
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Standing there as she listened to him ramble on about why her. There were others who were wounded as well. She pointed out as she stepped past him. Though she looked to the tree tops listening to the wind and the howls of wolves nearby. Listening very closely but her position of her wings didn't change. She didn't like being forced out of there when her wounds weren't that bad but she couldn't change it now. Might as well get some sleep, Mage.
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We need to leave soon, as soon as the wounded are stabilized and able to me moved. He turned to walk away he felt slightly defeated at the fact that she was angry at him. Although one thing in the back of his mind was that he was happy she was around to be mad at him. He took a few steps in the opposite direction this type to actually go and check the wounded. Who is taking charge of the survivors, do you know by chance? The entire battle-group wasn't really well led from the beginning, there were a couple officers represented from every country to lead the group, but rarely did they ever agree on anything. There was a huge argument after twenty miles into the country whether they should turn towards a large city to the east or continue on their current course. As things sit the survivors are without leadership, on the western border of the Troll country and the Wilds.
Thread: Mage and the Warrior(Treader and Vampire07

I was out so I don't know who is in charge. She said to him calmly wondering if he was actually thinking or just asking random questions. With her back still facing him she looked to the shadows of the forest as it seemed to quiet for her. Silently she walked into the tree seeing most of the people were asleep and moving sleep deprived people wasn't wise as they can get noisey. Bothamere.... She called out only to hear his slight grunt. Her steps was silent as she reached him and spoke to him about who was in charge but she learned no one was offically since the men just followed his lead. Davina nodded to him but yawned slightly as Rosheen's spell still clung to her slightly.
Thread: The New Maid (Ryanmo97 and Hottybamagirl)

Ryan Morris Age 40 Height 5' 11 Weight 195 lbs. Hair Brown Eyes Hazel Body Type Athletic Gwenevere Morris Age 18 Height 5' 5 Weight 110 lbs. Hair Red Eyes Blue Body Type Athletic Ryan Morris was a very sucessful business man. At the age of 40, he was the owner of a very successful public relations firm. He had a beautiful 18 year old daughter, Gwenevere. Life couldn't seem to be better. But, there was one thing missing. Ryan's wife, Taylor, she was killed in a car accident 2 years ago. It was hard but Ryan was able to raise Gwen and work at the same time. A month ago, Gwen came to Ryan and told him that her best friend's parents were killed in a car accident and she didn't have any where to go so she was wondering if they could take her in. Ryan agreed, he knew that his daughter had special feelings for her friend. He had feelings for her too. A month after she moved in Ryan and Gwen came to talk to her friend...
Thread: The New Maid (Ryanmo97 and Hottybamagirl)

Holly Age 16 Height 5'3 Weight 115lbs. Hair Brown Eyes Blue Body type Busty Holly had recently lost her mother a month back and with no father since she could remember, she was in desperate need of help. Luckily she had a good friend by the name of Gwenevere whom was so kind to talk to her father to let her live with them from now on. Holly couldn't think either of them enough and it wasn't too long before she was all settled and moved into the house. Every now and again Holly got quite sad...but recently she had been getting over her loss and was adjusting to her new life...both Gwen and her father, Ryan were so sweet and nice to her this whole time. Right now Holly was just lazing about as usual after school and homework...laying on the couch in the living room.
Thread: The New Maid (Ryanmo97 and Hottybamagirl)

Ryan and Gwen walked into the living room. Ryan was wearing a nice blue suite and Gwen was wearing a pink top, black pleated skirt and black Mary Jane Flats. Ryan spoke up first. Holly we need to talk... Ryan sat down on Holly's left and Gwen on her right. Then, Ryan continued, Holly... You've been here a month and You've got use to the house but there are going to be some changes around here. Big Changes. For example, you aren't going to just lay about the house anymore... No... If you want to stay here you are going to have to work... you are going to be our little house maid... And, that's not all, as Gwen put her hand on Holly's leg and started to slide it up Holly's body...You are going to be our little sex toy too...
Thread: Dont sell your soul, we want your body it it better ;p

Sitting alone in the dark of his bedroom, Zuko looked out the window sighing. If only he could get a better life, ok he had a nice house but that was only because it had been his mothers. Now he was alone in the world, for she had died 2 years ago this day, his dad had died 4 years oddly this day as well. This day 23 of July was not a good day for his family something big always happened on this day. Little did Zuko know today was his day, but for now he sat on his window looking out at the stars wishing for something anything which could give his like meaning. But when you had little money, lost your job because you would not give your boss a blow job, and had to feed your self was hard on anyway let alone give you a good life. So Zuko had to come up with another plan, Right zuko time to get to work he told him self and jumped up. He turned on his light blinking at how bright it was now, then sat at his desk and got some paper and write Zuko plans 1Get job 2find a boyfriend who is rich and loves you 3find a wife who is rich and will let you have a on the side boyfriend 4rob a bank 5my your self thinking better of it, zuko crossed then one out 6sell my soul to the devil He laughed at the last one, the stopped hmmm sell my soul for a better life that is good he said jumping up and then sat back down turning his pc on and got on to the internet. Zuko looked on goggle for something to help him summon the devil, but the best he could find was for the devils demons, but who did the same so he read over what he had to do. Once done he jumped and went shopping locking up as he left the house. He drove down town and got black candles, incense, a black cloth, a sharp blade, 5 bowls for the element and other bits and bobs. He was sure everyone though he was mad, but well he did not care one bit. Next when he got home he filled one of the bowl with dirt, one with water, one he left empty not sure how to do air so left it like that there is air in it he told him self softly, one he let a small fire in it from burning some herbs and last he looked at the top bowl spirit it was for. Or blood zuko thought he would do that one when he got everything set up. Over the next 2 hours zuko worked, fixing everything so it was right then sat in his own pentagram and sighed. He cut his arm and let the blood go into the 5th bowl then spoke. Hear my call demon from the other side, come to me I call you near, come to me and do my bidding. I call on you to make my life, better then it is now, i give my soul as pay so come to me and do a deal. he said hoping it worked, for he was sure what he said sounded so stupid but he could not come up with anything better, so used a spell and changed it from the show charmed and just hoped it worked now he just had to wait.
Thread: Dont sell your soul, we want your body it it better ;p

for a long moment nothing happened, nothing at all and then a fierce wind picked up in the room blowing out all of the candles and picked up until things where flying around the room before it settled again, smoke billowing out of the fifth bowl, his blood slowly dissolving as the smoke filled the room, a low, dark, deep chuckle filling the room as a humanoid shape wavered in the smoke, slowly becoming more solid as the smoke began to dissipate. your supposed to fill the Wind bowl with Salt. the deep voice spoke. and your incantation is pathetic. yet, there was something there, something inhuman, something that was large, strong, and leaked an immense power that filled the room with an almost oppressive air. i Am Arthemil . Demon of seventh hell and Prince of the shadow realms. he was large, standing almost 6'10 with dark gray, almost purple skin, his eyes glowing white, his finger's tipped with deadly claws and sharp horns jutting out of his skull. he smirked viciously, baring long sharp fangs at the boy before him before stepping out onto the floor, wearing nothing on his torso, leaving his large, well muscled chest free to be examined. his lower half was covered with a long whit silk skirt that fell to his ankles, a long slit up both sides reviled both his well muscled, yet somehow slender legs. he was handsome, so handsome no matter how you looked at him. he issued a sense of sex that was hard to resist. tell me what you want mortal, before i eat you. Arthemil ordered examining the child laying, terrified before him as he reached down and grabbed the boys wrist, which was still bleeding, sniffing at the blood and the cut before he ran his long, warm, wet tongue along the flesh, tasting skin and blood, even as the skin let off a sound that would remind of bacon sizzling on a pan, smoke falling around the tongue, though astonishingly there was no pain. instead when the demon let Zuko have his hand back, the damage had been completely healed. mmm tasty.
Thread: Dont sell your soul, we want your body it it better ;p

Zuko moth kept opening and then closing again, he blinked then blink again. Slowly his fear was removed by two other things one was lust man if anyone did not lust after this demon they was blind, the other was excitement he had done it. When he heard about the salt he just pouted no one told me salt went with air, that dose not even sound right he huffed not scared anymore to talk back. Everyone always said may just die from opening his mouth to the wrong person, they may of been right. He jumped when the demon took his arm and licked it he shived and have to lock his knees, man he was so soft he thought to him self watching the demon now thinking over what he said then. It took him a full 2 mins before he worked out the demon had asked him something, he was kind of busy trying to see what lay under the skirt now, zuko was very nosy about these things again which pay said may get him killed. He was not stupid he just did not know when to be scared, having your life fulled with fear from bullies and other thing made you that way. You just went with everything not worrying about fear for any day could be your last. Zuko shock his head softly, then looked at the demon o right why I called you he said grinning. I was to make a deal with you, my soul for a better life which i was until i am at lest 90 so no making the deal, then killing me right after he said. Hands on his hips, he had looked into this so do we have a deal demon he had already forgotten the demons name, just like zuko he watched him now wounding how he would reply. He was sure his soul was worth it, well he hoped it was he did not really have anything more to offer the demon but his soul. so do we have a deal demon he asked again he had never been good at waiting, and it showed by how he moved from one foot to the other watching him. His face was still a sexy grin, his eyes still help loving light in them he just kept moving from side to side like he was bored waiting, it was kind of cute like a little kid waiting for his gifts on Christmas day all happy but unable to stop moving.
Thread: Dont sell your soul, we want your body it it better ;p

the demon smirked a little as he examined the human, licking his lips as he saw where the little human's gaze was. he considered letting the skirt drop to the floor so the creature could see his pretty package, almost ten inches long and three fingers wide it was the perfect size for a real good fucking. he was amused by the complete lack of terror, there was fear, but he just rolled right along with it, completely shoving it to the side. he wasn't sure if this kid was that brave, or that stupid, whatever the case Arthimel knew he was going to enjoy this. he licked his lips again, examining the other for mating qualities. he was pretty handsome, and clearly meek and willing to do anything if it meant improving his life, he had to laugh at the offer, a soul for a better life? this kid really WAS an idiot! you really don't know anything! he laughed again. the second you summoned me, your soul was mine, deal made or not you have called upon a creature of hell and one answered, you will never be seen by gods favor again. he stated sternly, looking sadistic and amused as he looked the other over. no we do not have a deal, offer me something better. he ordered smirking as he looked the other over. offer me... your body. he ordered with an eager growl. you are handsome enough, i want your body, to use however i please. your body to rape, and take, and use as i please.' he ordered, his white eyes narrowed, a sick sadistic grin on his lips. i want your body little mortal. he hissed. all for myself.
Thread: Dont sell your soul, we want your body it it better ;p

Zuko blinked as he saw the demon checking him out, thank good he wear his took leather pants and tight top and not his bad once. He did look great in these, as the demon spoke zuko laughed o please I have not been in god eyes for years now, me a very bad boy he said thinking about all the things he had done. From being a sex slave for 3 weeks, or the drugs or all the men he let fuck him nope no way was god every looking to welcome him into his home. As the demon went on zuko eye grow wide, what did he mean he did not want his soul. He thought his soul was everything he frowned now trying to think of something different, something the demon would want. then his head snapped up when he said about his body, he walked out the room into the bathroom and checked him self out. Not really seeing what the demon wanted with his body, he walked back are you sure you want my body, have you look at it right? he asked the demon. Zuko did not think of hims elf as good looking, ok he had a nice ass and dick which was all your needed really to get fucked. But the rest of him he did not see what the demons aw in him, if you want my body fine, would not be the first time i sold it for something, but are you really sure this outfit makes me look good he said lightly looking at him self again he was very odd for a human, but it was in a really cute way.