Thread: The Goddess's Demise (BlueSix x Vuxayl)

In a frenzied hurry to get to the goddess, Wulv and his men only stopped when the gilded doors had been breached. He had not stopped to admire the statues of this fertility goddess, even though he noted her shapely figure in all of them. And he had indeed passed by the parchment on the refined stone altar, quickly skimming it over. It was quite probably a note left by one of the temple's caretakers, and he had no time to dedicate to such frivolities. Still, he noted her name, Vena, and carried on. Only the exotic sex toys that the goddess's statue held inside it caught his attention for more than mere seconds, and not only because they were an erotic sight - but also because he wasn't even aware of the devious ways many of them worked. But pretty much nothing could have prepared Wulv for the spectacle that laid before him, when the doors finally opened. It seemed like there was an entire shrine, an entire temple dedicated to his figure, decorated with all sorts of tributes to his person, and his many conquests. And noting by the erotic literature and the many, many depictions of him in various stages of nudeness, it had a significant erotic component to it. Almost like something built out of infatuation for him. When he arrived to the grand portrait of him holding the breast of a woman in a strange state of admiration, he couldn't help but to feel a tinge of excitement himself. Whatever or whoever had ordered for this section to be built, seemed particularly interested in some of his more violent aspects, noting the mixture of erotism and bloodshed in the picture. And a fleeting thought passed through his mind that perhaps this goddess had the same dark craving as himself. He noted how the other breast was still attached to the depictions of her body - how would she react when he ripped it from her as well? It was an enticing though... The whole thing, however, felt too strange for him. He had been enough years on cruel, unforgiving campaigns to know that something too good to be true usually appeared as a trap. All these lustful items seemed to invite to something else than him ending his campaign with a sound victory and maybe the goddess herself had read his mind and tried to tempt him accordingly. So when Captain Curg voiced his concerns at him, he responded back in a commanding whisper. This goddess is cunning... she has most surely laid a trap for us. Men! Ready your crossbows and your spears. Danger can come from anywhere - you will answer it back. We are only going to leave this place when we have this goddess in our grasp. The place, however, seemed completely empty. No temple caretakers, not even remains of the goddess's own personal army. It felt terribly close to an ambush for Wulv, and he ordered his men to stick close together as they travelled around his many statues and figures. Their footsteps echoed around the large marble building, slightly muffled from the amount of clutter inside the inner sanctum enemies could come at the from every hidden crevice in these items. But, to Wulv's surprise, not much happened. Not even a breeze grazed on them as they walked around the temple, and it wasn't long until they located the goddess's quarters. According to his reports, this is were she should be. With a powerful kick, Wulv knocked down the delicate wooden doors that lead inside, and he walked in followed by his men. Goddess! We from the west have come to take you! Submit or the whole of this region will fall under ravaging steel and fire!