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Thread: Legends of Second Earth: Age of Strife

Pushing away from the wall Katya took a few steps towards him, her eyes focused on the filthy ground beneath her feet. Jaen? You mean the old dark elf blacksmith? Katya quizzed, thinking for a moment she quickly shook her head No, I doubt he would save someone like me, I doubt he even knows I exist. A hollow sigh escaped her lips and she turned on her heels, moving back towards the door she slowly dropped to the floor and leaned back against it. The wood softly creaked against her weight as she shifted to bring her knees up to her chest and wrap her arms around. I dont know who the marksman was, if he wasn't with you and he wasn't with me we must just have some sort of guardian looking out for us She shrugged her shoulders, her frozen eyes looking up at him through long strands of hair that had fallen loose during the struggle. The orc was right however, if Elis had gotten his hands on her again he probably would have killed her on the spot. The young elf grimaced as she tried not to think of how quick he would be to take her down. There was no doubt in her mind, Elis Chzul was an enemy, and she would not let him get so close to her ever again. Disgusted, a slight chill ran along her spine as she remembered the way he touched her cheek, the wretched swine, how dare he! Borkuls next question caught her off guard, gazing up at him with wide eyes her breathing hitched and she quickly began to panic. Should she lie? Would he care? Would he turn her in if he knew the truth? Katya's eyes traced over his form, biting down on her lower lip she continued to think of the options she could take before speaking again. I I dont know why I dont think Ive done anything wrong, but I think they got me confused with someone else Icestrike. Thats what they called me I am not an Icestrike, but I know of them, they should all be dead Katya cringed, bowing her head she tried to hide the shame she felt from lying to the brute who had just saved her bacon. My name is Katya Windhelm, I was on my way out of Nerys after taking care of some business when they accused me. Knowing I did not have a chance against the likes of them I decided to run, but well... You know the rest Katya looked up at him with a smile, it felt wrong to lie, she knew exactly why they wanted her, but she did not need to trouble him with her problems. Moving to speak again a loud thud cut her off and Katya quickly rose to her feet, jumping back from the door as a mans voice grumbled behind it. They cant have found us already Katya breathed, flicking a concerned expression to Borkul before withdrawing her weapon. Though he didn't sound like a high elf, his clumsy manner of falling off the roof definitely confirmed that, she wasn't going to take any chances. Silently slinking towards the window the young elf peered outside, confused by the site of a man sitting in a heap on the ground. He wasn't an elf that was for sure, glancing over at Borkul she gave a shrug of her shoulder and a confused expression Do you know him?
Thread: Legends of Second Earth: Age of Strife

She was panicking, her breathing hitching.. Her eyes dropped to his body to keep his eyes from looking into hers. Was she lying? There were signs sure but the signs weren't universal were they? Borkul had dealt with his fair share of cheap liars and backstabbers, there was always a tell of some kind. But he could see that she had nothing really gain from telling him the truth, or at least nothing to lose by telling him a lie. Katya Windhelm huh? Borkul would ask, a little disbelief in his voice but he didn't play much more into it. If that was how she wanted to introduce herself then that was how he was going to accept her. First impressions right? Well whatever the reason it is nice to meet you, my name is Bor- However a sudden thud above their heads would stop Borkul from speaking. Just like Katya the Half Orc was quick to withdraw his weapon, a hunk of metal fashioned to be a cleaver with the blood of High Elf staining it's blade. His eyes went up to the ceiling, a sudden second thud and whoever had been on the roof was now on the floor outside. He didn't respond to Katya when she professed her disbelief, Borkul quickly walking over to the door as Katya got a view from the window. Probably not, but I don't need him drawing attention. Borkul stated before opening the door, quickly grabbing the man by the collar of his jacket before yanking him into the house. Quick to shut the door and bring his cleaver to the man's throat. You following us? Borkul asked, seeing a human now beneath his weapon. A rather well equipped human... With a giant crossbow. Even if he was threatening the man with a weapon to his throat Borkul was confused and studying him, showing no signs that he was about to run the man through. This guy has the same bolts that were sticking out of those High Elf Guards. Borkul stated, seeing a rather full quiver of bolts. Guess our guardian choose to find us instead. The Half Orc laughed softly, removing his cleaver from the man's throat before helping him back up. Quite the shot aren't you?
Thread: Legends of Second Earth: Age of Strife

Darian had just managed to stand up, working the kinks out of his sore joints how cruel irony could be. Just as the words of his 'rival' at the Talon Company branch went through his head and he had become determined to prove them wrong, he pulled a rookie stunt like that. Needless to say, it was more than his body that was hurting at this point even if no one from the band of mercenaries had seen him do it, he felt like an idiot nonetheless. However, he would find that his wounded body and pride were the least of his worries he couldn't even react to the creak of the door opening before feeling something grab him and pull him backwards with tremendous force. A pained grunt left his throat as his back connected with the wall on the inside, only to feel cold metal pressed against throat. And what was worse One of the arms of his Crossbolt Gun was jabbing him in the back, and that piece of formed metal was sharp! His eyes winced as he tried to adjust before managing to get the point at a shallower angle to his body, allowing some relief. He looked up to see a Half-Orc glaring him in the face he would be lying if he said he wasn't terrified, but he certainly tried his best to look like he wasn't intimidated. He'd heard legends of the Orcs they had descended from what this lumbering brute might do to him he could only guess. Though when the creature mentioned the bolts in his makeshift quiver, Darian cocked his head in confusion it was then he saw a familiar Dark Elf in the same room. It was the two from before! What were the odds of that? When the creature lessened the pressure to his throat and helped him back to his feet, Darian commented jokingly to help get rid of his residual nervousness as he brushed himself off, his hand waving past the shoulder emblem that marked his employment with Talon Company, If that's how you treat a 'guardian', I'd hate to see how you deal with enemies. But it's no problem it's what I'm good at, after all. Regardless, he then lifted the goggles from over his eyes to reveal their natural coloration, gazing towards the Dark Elf with a slight grin, Hey there, beautiful. Sorry if my shots were a bit close for comfort just thought you and your friend here could use some help.
Thread: Legends of Second Earth: Age of Strife

Borkuls sudden movements to drag the young man inside caught Katya off guard. Taking a huge lunge backwards to avoid getting caught up in the struggle she moved cautiously to the other side of the orc, peering over his shoulder to get a better look. He was a young man, not much older than thirty, maybe twenty five It was hard to tell in human years. Her lips forming a lopsided pout she slid towards the door, her eyes still focused on the man as Borkul kept him pinned to the wall. Leaning her form back against the door she put her kusarigama away and casually crossed her arms over her chest. Forgive us, but we assumed you were tracking us for the guard, but it seems you were the one who saved our rear ends back there Katya smiled, slowly bowing her head in a sign of gratitude. The man shot her a grin and Katya cocked a brow at the word beautiful, an amused smirk soon pulling at her lips. Thank you for your help, I owe you and my friend here a drink Katya mused But I think well have to wait until the heat dies down before that happens. The dark elf pressed up against the wall, peering outside to the street beyond the tattered curtain. The pace of the crowds seemed casual, she could see a few elven guards, but they did not appear to be openly looking for them. A lopsided smile tugged at her lips and she relaxed, the coast was clear for now, but Katya knew it was better to wait then to take a risk so quickly. A sigh escaped her and she turned her attention back to the two, stepping up to stand beside Borkul she placed a hand on her hip. Her silver white eyes staring at the human, studying his form she slowly pulled her gaze upwards to look into his eyes. After a moment she gave a slight shrug of her shoulder before looking up to Borkul. I guess we should go our separate ways from here, wed have a better chance leaving here one by one rather than in a group A human, an orc and a dark elf travelling together would draw to much attention. Her hands slipped up along her form, taking the hem of her hood she pulled it back over her head, hiding her features in shadow Thank you both, I am certain I would have died back there so I am in your debt There is a back door behind the crates over there which you can use She advised Borkul before looking at Darian Your identity is still unknown so you can just leave from the front door and re-join the crowd, Ill wait here for a moment then leave by the back door and make my way through the back alleys... Thoughts?
Thread: Firewalk with Me (Madam Mim x EvelynWillows)

Mistress's breath had just grown heavier. She was asleep. Apollo could finally relax his vigil, just a little bit, but still sleep with his ears pricked. He let the muscles in his neck relax as he laid under the covers with Mistress with his head on a pillow and sighed deeply. He wanted to go home he liked walks and hunts, but this was too long and they stayed in too many strange-smelling places. He missed his patch of the garden he'd won from the gardener, his chair in Mistress's tower room, and the wide grounds of Highchester Castle. His paw twitched as he dreamed of chasing one of the rabbits that lived in the garden and digging up the hole to its hutch. Then the lock clicked. In an instant Apollo was awake at the tiny noise and his head jerked up to look at the door. Whoever it was either wanted to be sneaky or not to wake Mistress, but he had an idea of who was trying to get to her. His suspicions were confirmed when the bad man's scent preceded him into the room...and he was in heat. Not this time! This time there were other people around, someone other than just Apollo to hear his Mistress scream at the pain the bad man caused her. He growled softly at the door to warn him off. When the bad man came in anyway, Apollo stood on the bed, putting his front paws on one side of his Mistress's body and his back paws on the other to create a sort of barrier. He growled louder, but she only awoke when he barked at the man coming closer to the bed. Apollo, knock it off, Althea moaned, but the dog barked again and she opened her eyes. He was growling at her brother. Edward...no. Please. Not tonight, she begged, petting Apollo to try and get him to stop barking. She wanted him here to protect her but she didn't want him waking the entire castle.
Thread: Firewalk with Me (Madam Mim x EvelynWillows)

Sir Edward smiled at his sister. Dear Althea, if not tonight then when? After all, I know you want comforting on a night such as this. He frowned at the large Shepherd growling at him from the bed. I swear, Althea, if you don't shut that damn dog up I'll kill him myself. He waited for his sister to do something before continuing. I thought you'd like to know that you and I will be traveling to Ellington alone from here on out. Well, as alone as we can be with my guards. See... Jack has been stealing from our father, dear sister, and his deeds have just caught up with him. Father knows about all the money he's been stealing and, well... he's going back to High Chester to be tried and hanged as the traitor he is. He smoothed down the front of his shirt. Of course there's always the slim chance that Jack could escape, but it's highly unlikely. At least not with some outside help. He raised his eyebrows at Althea. You do want someone to help him, don't you?
Thread: Firewalk with Me (Madam Mim x EvelynWillows)

If you want to kill him, you'll have to kill me first and them you'll never know the truth about your son, Althea threatened, stronking down the hairs standing in Apollo's back. When Edward explained the situation, however, Althea sighed. Edward had the upper hand and he knew it. Running her hand through her hair, she weighed her options. You have to promise you'll help him, she said firmly. Then, with a sigh, get down, Apollo. The dog woofed in protest. I said get down! Go on, boy. Go lay down. The Shepherd knew her body language contradicted her commands, but got down with a whine of protest. He stood immediately be the bed, looking over the edge and watching the bad man closely. With a tired sigh, Althea rolled onto her stomach and pressed her breasts against the mattress. Maybe if she didn't give him as much of a reaction he wouldn't enjoy himself as much.and just stop. It was unlikely, however Ellington was just a day's ride from here. Edward would be wanting to make their last time together for a while as good for him as possible.
Thread: Firewalk with Me (Madam Mim x EvelynWillows)

Oh my dear Althea, you just don't seem that convincing to me. Sir Edward drew a hand through his blond hair and smiled a dimpled smile at his sister. He walked around the bed, his fingertips trailing over her nightgown and touching parts of her skin through the sheer fabric. He walked to the side that she was nearest and stood next to the mattress. Surely you can be more convincing. I know you understand the things I like by now. After all, we've been together often enough for you to stop calling me Jack in your sleep and to moan out my name instead. He twisted his fingers through her blond hair and tightened his grip. His other hand stole down her back and pulled up her shift so that the white soft mound of her ass above her perfect thighs was revealed to him in the moonlight. On your hands and knees, Althie. You're ransoming your champion's life let's pretend that you actually want the traitor's son to live.
Thread: Firewalk with Me (Madam Mim x EvelynWillows)

Althea winced as her hair was yanked. Obediently she got to her hands and knees, pushing her ass out for her brother. He was right she did know what he liked. She felt like such a whore. Edward, please, she begged quietly, but she knew it was no use. Her brother would have his way. Edward always got his way. With a tired sigh she pulled the nightdress the rest of the way off, leaving her pleas unfinished in favor of again giving him no reaction. It wasn't as terrifying as usual, but that was only because she was still drunk from dinner and the following argument with the duke. If only she could be this drunk every time... Althea rocked up onto her elbows and knees, waiting for her brother to just get it over with. She braced herself with her elbows, though not before putting one of the pillows between her head and the headboard so she wouldn't bump her head once Edward began to push against her tight ass. Once he had nearly concussed her that way. Apollo, at the opposite edge of the bed as Edward, remained silent but tense, staring at him.
Thread: Firewalk with Me (Madam Mim x EvelynWillows)

Edward didn't like the way she seemed resigned to just...take it. His presence seemed to be little more than an inconvenience for her a delay in her beauty rest at the least. No, not your lovely ass, Althie. Your mouth. And show some enthusiasm lest I decide to take not just your ass later but your maidenhood as well. We'll simply tell your betrothed that you were set upon by rogues when you and Jack ran off. He grinned. Or if you'd like, we can blindfold you and you can pretend that it's your champion taking your virginity if you'd like. It's all the same to me. He smacked her ass and pushed her hips over to help her turn around. His thick cock sprung out of his breeches when it was freed. The dark purple glans glistened with precum in the moonlight, and his scent filled the room. I know you like to play make-believe little sister. Start making like you want this your wet cunt belies your pretense at indifference. In Castle Perigod's deepest depths the guards shoved Sir Jacques into a small cell and slammed the gate shut. Sir Edward's lead guard, Hector, tossed his blond hair back and smiled cruelly at the disgraced knight. He leaned against the bars and spat on the cell floor. I understand your infatuation with the king's bride, he taunted. Her perfect skin, those tits... that ass... Shut your mouth cretin. Jacques slowly eased his way to his feet. The bruises and cuts that the guards saw fit to bestow upon him on his way to the dungeon stung, but no injury hurt so badly at the way Lady Althea had ignored him when she stormed out of the sitting room earlier. ...her mouth. Hector chuckled. It's almost sweeter having to keep her virginity intact when we fuck her it's more of a challenge. Damn you. The knight growled as he limped over to the bars where the huge blond was still taunting him. She likes it. He flashed a grin, his eyebrows arching. Jacques looked to the left and to the right, as if making sure that they were along. He grinned back. Do you know what she really likes? Hector cocked his head. What are you talking about? Well, I'm going to hang anyway. Why not tell you how to have more fun? He smiled again, winking at the guard. He lowered his voice and moved closer to the bars. I'll tell you how to make her howl . Yeah? He leaned in close as well, his face nearly pressed against the bars. Howl like a dog? His eyes were eager. Jacques brought his fist up short in a quick undercut, breaking Hector's jaw and sending him unconscious to the floor. That usually works, he said softly to himself.
Thread: Firewalk with Me (Madam Mim x EvelynWillows)

Edward wrapped his hand around Althea's hair and pulled her tightly against his cock, forcing her lips to brush his stomach as she stroked his shaft with her lips. He ran his other hand along her back and pulled back her thick, golden mane so that he could watch her better. It felt good to penetrate her like this, and unlike her ass, her mouth was wet and slick. It was almost as good as taking her in her cunt. Oh, how he longed for her to get married already so that he could fuck her properly. Sir Edward was certain that the old king wouldn't be able to impregnate her, but he would. Over and over again, and his sons would rule the kingdom while the king wasted away and inevitably died. Edward's thick, vascular cock throbbed harder with the thought of ruling the United Kingdoms. He groaned, pulling his sister harder against his body and slamming into the back of her throat. She struggled and then pushed back, a wild look in her eyes. Please Edward, she said in a small, shakey voice. Please just take my ass. As hard and fast as you want. Edward grinned. His twisted mind took her request to mean that she was aroused by him and wanted him as badly as he wanted her. He grabbed her hips and climbed on the bed behind her. Shoving her face down into the mattress and pulling her ass towards him he obliged. His slick cock pushed hard into her tight hot, popping past the opening and then forcing itself into her ass. Yeah, that feels perfect Althie, He groaned and began to slide back and forth, taking her hard and fast, just like she wanted . It wasn't long before his passion burst through and he came inside of her body. The ample creme leaked past his cock and down the back of her thigh. He slid his fingers along her cunt, teasing her clit with the slick cum that coated his fingers. Soon I'll be taking you here. You're going to like that even more, Althea. You're going to love it. Sir Jacques jerked Hector's limp body closer to the cell bars and grabbed the keys. A moment later he had the door open and Hector in the corner, a thin blanket wrapped around him to look like a sleeping prisoner. Jacques climbed the stairs and found a rank cloak on a peg to cover himself with. This disguised his appearance and his smell, much to his dismay. The sour garlicky stench was bound to stay with him for days to come. Ducking his head and acting like he had someplace to be, he walked out of the dungeons and into the upper corridors of the castle. Halfway down another hallway he was able to trade the reeking guardsman's cloak for one of the castle pages. This one smelled only slightly less offensive, but the hood was larger. Sir Jacques began to make his way towards the guest hallway. Though he was born in Perigod he didn't know the castle well. He'd grown up in High Chester castle, with Edward and Althea. This place was as foreign to him as he supposed the capital city of Ellington would be. After a few turns he was close to the guest quarters and he began to slow his pace lest he run into someone who recognized him.
Thread: Firewalk with Me (Madam Mim x EvelynWillows)

Althea moved obediently as her brother pulled and pushed like a spoiled child playing rough with a puppy. She winced as his head pressed against her tight sphincter, but she took a deep breath and relaxed enough for his shaft to force its way through to her ass. She cried out in pain, though to Edward it might have sounded like pleasure, and gripped the sheets as he began to thrust into her. It hurt, though not as much as it had the first time he'd done it, and she was able to concentrate on things other than her expression. Her eldest son, for one. Perhaps there was a way to save him, to make sure he didn't turn out like his father. Althea had long ago resigned herself to the fact that she would bear her brother a son, to be both mother and aunt to the little fair-haired child. She had hoped that.Edward would stop coming to her once she had given him a son, but apparently that wouldn't happen. Perhaps she could somehow use her power as queen to constantly send him out on quests to keep him away from their son and have Jacques be an avuncular figure to him instead. The future queen grunted quietly as her brother came inside her, stinging her ass. She gripped the sheets harder and didn't notice Apollo quietly cross from his post by the bed over to the door, his ears pricked. Her cheeks burned as Edward's seed ran down the back of her thigh. His finger played with her clit and she gasped. Maybe it'll be even better than when you take my ass, she mumbled into the pillow, better meaning less painful. Still, as Edward's finger slid along her snatch she had to bite back a moan. Her being wet before had just been his imagination, but now it wasn't. He loved making her body betray her and it usually worked very well, being unused to a gentle or loving touch. It was when Edward did this that Althea had to close her eyes and pretend it was Jacques. That's the only reward I'll ever get for being a good sister, isn't it? she asked quietly, Just a touch?