Thread: Skin Deep... To The Bone [-Haru & Candy-]

FAR TO THE SOUTH To the West of the land of Erkesh lies the country of Thyssus. There many warlords roam the lands, carving out swaths of territories to rule over and seeking their fortunes. Allies are made and lost overnight to these men and some seek to solidify their claims. One such warlord is a man named Jarl . This warlord is a man known for his ferocity and ruthless manner and he often approached Shira to ask for the hand of his daughter. Every time the warlord was torn down, the nobleman of Erkesh wanting more for his daughter than to be the bedmate of such a man - for that is all she would be. When Jarl discovered that Amirah had been promised to the elves, to those if the HGE no less, he vowed his revenge. Amirah had never been his of course and yet the warlord had grown such desire in his heart that he had vowed no other man could have her. That she had been given to an elf vexed him greatly and so Jarl sought to regain her, to reclaim her. By any means necessary. Jarl was no fool however, and knew that no force he could muster would succeed in such an endeavor. They'd be dashed upon the clifs of that Empire like waves upon the shore. Instead he schemed and sent out word and soon his missives were answered. Jarl had sent out the call for elven mercenaries, the only ones that might be able to gain entry to the Griffin Empire unnoticed. A brother and sister team . Vanession and G'sed were reputed to take on just about any assignment - if the money is right. They had negotiated hard but had settled on a price, and they had tracked and followed the small procession from Erkesh as it had headed north. Keeping pace had been little problem for the duo and only when they reached the edges of the Empire did they slow. They knew where the caravan was headed and the need to track them had become unneeded now. Instead they had planned and schemed and offered their services. Being elves they had soon gained entry into the city of Nethinam, so named after the Royal Family, and been assigned as guards. The Griffin Empire turned away no elves and all were welcome, though the siblings would never be Riders. ---------- The questions from the human princess were not unwarranted and General Arcturus, the more affable of the two, spoke quietly with the princess. You have done nothing to offend, and the Lord Prince is easily upset. He has opposed this arrangement since it was proposed and the only way to win him over is to show your devotion. Unwavering and loyal. Even then it will not be easy m'Lady, and will take some time. General Odilon could only nod in agreement. The human woman was not terrible to look upon and even as they set about their work, the maiden Sareeza was sizing Amirah up. The sexual appetite of the handmaiden was quite well known and Odilon was sure that the elf maiden would try to squirm her way between Amirah's legs. In fact, the generally rapacious nature of his people might surprise the young human. The elves were old. Ancient truly, descended from the gods themselves. This in itself lent them their great beauty, yet it also had other effects. The elves were some of the first mortals and their appetites for worldly things was without measure. Food and drink, sex and earthly substances that other races avoided - the elves sought such things out in great quantity. The elves had learned long ago that their unique genetic makeup allowed them not only to mate with about any other race or species, but to produce offspring as well. This had led to some rather strange combinations from some very beautiful beings to what could only be described as monsters. As such the elves were very careful in some regards and in others they were quite free. Humans and other races like them were mated with and coupled with easily and often. Though now animals and magical beasts required certain precautions. Many elves preferred the company of the beasts, and even the prince himself was known to lie with his steed, though his was more related to a sphinx, sharing traits of the eagles and lions of the other griffins.... though elven traits as well, having been birthed by his own mother after a successful mating with her griffin mount. Special care had been taken to ensure her safety, some of the more bestial offspring known to devour their mother. Arcturus smiled and said, We can take you to see the griffins. It is usually the first place visitors request. I would suggest wearing nothing too shiny, no baubles or jewelry, as it might garner you some unwanted attention. No flowing cloth, and if you are on your human cycle of bleeding then we need to take cautionary measures. The elf spoke plainly, quite aware of human biology. Elves shared no such thing, and only ovulated during certain periods, entering a sort of state of estrus, or heat. In this cycle the female elves were insatiable and bound to copulate with any willing male of any race of species, though were able to control themselves for the most part. Would you like to visit the griffins? Arcturus asked, curious. Perhaps she wanted to chase after the prince, yet doing so would gain no favor.