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Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

Iuko held Sesshi tightly as she took off. She flew at a low altitude to keep Sesshi from getting scared andor passing out. So, tell me a little about yourself.
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

Well got kicked out of my folks house cause I wasn't what they wanted. They only kept me long enough till I was old enough to leave the den. She answered as she watched as they flew over trees and buildings.
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

That's horrid! Iuko gasped. You poor wolf. Don't worry, I won't kick you out. You can stay in my house as long as you want to. She saw her house below them and slowly descended, landing in front of the front porch. Welcome to my home, Poochie. She let go of Sesshi's paw and unlocked the front door.
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

Meh it's life. She replied while shrugging her shoulders as she walked into the house. Truth be told she did miss her pack but knew she was never allowed back there due to her not being the son her family wanted her to be for them.
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

The house was beautifully furnished with a mixture of antique and modern furniture. Iuko walked into the house and folded her wings. What do you think?
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

Looking around she made mental notes on the place and nodded. Not bad. She replied with a small smile.
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

Iuko smiled and gave the wolf a tour of the house. She ended the tour at the master bedroom. And this is my room. She sat down on her bed. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask.
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

Well I could do with some food.... She said as she felt her stomach rumble.
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

Iuko nodded. Go sit at the kitchen table, I'll change into something more comfortable and cook you some dinner.
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

Nodding Sesshi heads to the kitchen and sits down at the table and waits patiently for Iuko to return.
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

Iuko walked into the kitchen a few minutes later wearing a silk babydoll nightie and matching panties. There was a slight bulge in the dragon furry's panties. Sesshi, how do I look?
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

Ummm... Good? Not knowing what to really say, seeing as she had never been in a situation like this before.
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

I'm glad you think so, because you'll be seeing a lot more of me dressed like this, Iuko smiled. She noticed Sesshi looking at her panties. She smiled.
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

I-I see. She says as she turns her head to face the table again.
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

The dragon smiled and started cooking some steak on the stove. In addition to furries, there are also normal animals.
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

Sniffing the air before shrugging a bit. Smells good.
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

It's my mother's recipe, Iuko said. She hummed and wiggled her hips as she cooked. By the way, I'm a futa.
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

I see. She replies while nodding. I know, I could tell.
Thread: A Dragon's Treasure (KnightCreep and Sesshi)

I'm guessing from the bulge in my panties, Iuko said. What do you want as a side? I've got rice, some vegetables, you name it.
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Thread: Romancing the Stone  {KayLove & The Wolven Lord}

The Black Fish was known to be loud and full of the kinds of characters who enjoy imbibing in colorful company down at the docks. Boisterous laughter come from within accompanied by cries of excitement. One of the fisherman known for being no stranger to the bottle had challenged the Wastelander to a drinking contest. They are Barbaric people from the Northern wastes. The harsh environment ensured only the strongest survived. Standing at six and a half feet and thick with muscle, the monstrous man made the pint glass in his hands look like a child's cup while he slammed them back keeping pace with the local marinor. The men and women who took a liking to their nomadic friend by cheering his name on. Gorn! Gorn! Gorn! Gorn! Fists slamming on various surfaces in sync together with the crowds heart rythm increasing along with the crescendo. The fisherman put up a admirable attempt to put drink the Waster, but Humans simply have the disadvantage constitutionally. The sailor literally blacked out face down onto the taverns table. Gorn polished off the last tankard while drawing raised mugs from the crowd saluting his prowess to consume in excess. Bar flies and wenches alike attempted for the handsome Wasterlander's attention. His long brown hair, thick beard and tribal tattoos covering his skin everywhere but his face gave him a striking appearance compared to the usual faire. Gorn eyed the lasses in a way that could be described as a tiger with a full belly watching baby deer play. It was perhaps arguable he was more animal than Man. The Wastelander travelled a route through the Kings Highway on a security detail providing protection for Victor Slythe, a success merchant who had this part of the realm locked down when it came to commerce. Beastmen stalked the woods these days as the Blood Moon rose in the sky, causing them to go into a madness enduced frenzy. The goatmen take Human women and kill everyone else. They raid and murder those on the highway traveling at night in the last few weeks. Victor took no chances and hired Gorn weeks ago who quickly proved worth the investment when he intimidated a group of bandits by instantly killing their leader during initial negotiations. Gorn stepped out of the tavern for a spell to clear his head with the salty breeze. His vision swam and he comfortably numb. Victor granted him a few days leave until it was time to start heading back to Crows Landing, the trade hub on the southern coast. The Waster leaned against the building sparking his briar thorn pipe. The roar of the ocean granting him a sense of post victory serenity. The red moon rose like a wound in the sky, giving the water an eerie blood like hue. Dark times indeed.
Thread: Romancing the Stone  {KayLove & The Wolven Lord}

The rhythm of the bar was intoxicating on its own as Athena slipped Through the door drawn by the chanting of a foreign name. She couldn't help but stop and watch as the obvious waster was downing more liquid than a man could possibly hold. Bets! Place 'em now! Yelled a bald middle aged man that she could have sworn was only the size of her leg but she laughed at his budging eye as he looked up at her. Silver on the Wastelander! She tossed him a couple coins and he was off again. Athena kept her eye on the drinking match as she sipped on her plum wine, back against the bar. She knew where he was from and hadn't seen any of his kind in decades. Watching the little show was enough to tell that he was a warrior with his scared hands and weathered cheeks. A saddened thought crept into her mind as she stared without blinking, no matter how skilled they were something always seemed to catch up to them in the end. She shook the thought away and quickly drank three glasses by the time the other man was head first into the table. Ha! Gorn! She finally cheered and burst out with laughter, The gargoyle hadn't laughed this hard in centuries, simply finding it all rather amusing, especially seeing as she had just won. She clapped and finished off her forth. Athena watched as her champion walked out of the bar and into the humid night air. Curiosity was getting to her now she had to know. As she hopped off of the barstool and headed out after him, her golden green eyes brighter from the wine and her tan skin flushed slightly at the cheeks. Vibrations on the cobblestone ground were easy enough to follow as she went to the side of the building and strode past the smoking man to the wooden railing of the dock. Her natural stride was relaxed, confident, as her hips swayed with every step. She took a few breaths of the cool sea air as if her real intent was to simply watch the ocean and stare at the reddened moon above. You know, she spoke loud enough to let her voice be carried to him, I can still remember when I visited the Dark Bane tribe, and I stumbled across that lake of theirs, the one that reflects the moon so clearly that you can't tell which is the real thing. She laughed softly, they almost killed me right then and there for even stepping into the water, they always took that God of yours so very seriously. She was still looking at the moon as she talked, hoping she wasn't talking to herself. Athena could remember how chilling the water had been on her toes, how shockingly peaceful the place was, almost unnaturally so. When they had finally calmed down enough and allowed her to speak they realized she wasn't some human that had come here to take their land, the only way to prove that was show them her wings and extent of her powers. One of my greatest friends was part of that tribe. She admitted, but if she was still alive she would have been an old maid by now.
Thread: Romancing the Stone  {KayLove & The Wolven Lord}

The Wastelander couldn't miss the tall shapely woman swaying her hips in plain view for him. He chuckled to himself blowing out tendrils of smoke from his lips. Another admirer trying her luck at getting bred by this bestial fighter. However her words made his blood run cold. Gorn's eyes darkened at the mention of his tribe. He hasn't spoke at length about his past to anyone down in the southern realm. Memories of the lake his people called Sky Mirror came to mind. Druids and shamans dressed in animal masks blessing the tribes youth in the motionless crystal clear waters that they believed was a portal to their God. The site was most sacred. Non tribesmen where sacrificed on site. The ashes of trespassers would be offered to the Sky Mirror to become one with the sky God once again. Visions of the entire Dark Bane family as animals engulfed in one another in a sea of fur, blood, fangs and claws. The haunting chorus of pain and rage emerged from the depths of Gorns mind were quickly switched off with a shake of his head. The souls of the dead that lived in his heart were forced back into containment for the time being. His reply came out cold and guarded. Who are you? He didn't make a move for the knife in his belt. If she meant to kill him She wouldn't have exposed her back to him. The scarlet moon that hung lazily in the sky suddenly felt more ominous as the sea breeze turned bitter. His pipe rested on the chair beside him as the half giant barbarian crossed his massive tattooed arms over his chest. The laughter inside the Black Fish seemed to fade. It was just them under the eerie crimson glow and the roar of the sea.
Thread: Romancing the Stone  {KayLove & The Wolven Lord}

Who are you? .... That struck her as an odd first question seeing as most asked ' What are you?' Then again she quite enjoyed the change in pace. Athena smiled softly as she turned around finally to face the man, she felt comfortable being a meter or so away from him. The old gargoyle rested her backside against the railing as she gauged his body language. She had certainly rattled him, the lazy haze of jovial fun had all but left his features. But she somewhat liked him that way. Athena's eyes looked up his crossed arms for a lingering moment as if to recall if she'd ever seen those markings before, her studying as lazy as a hawk, but finally her golden eyes finally found his face. The silence of the waves hung between them as she decided how to answer. Your people called me a 'Guardian', probably the nicest name I've ever received, she cocked her head to the side and as if she could still hear his people calling her the name, But I am simply a wanderer. No one of importance. A strong breeze hit her back from the ocean, But I was right wasn't I? She asked as she watched the petals from from her yellow crown fall to their feet. You are of that tribe. She didn't ask she simply knew, knew from the posture, how he had reacted, and even the ink upon his skin gave him away. To her it was smack in the face, but people of the south had no idea of the culture that dwelled there. What I can't figure out, Gorn, is why you are so far from home... She was back to studying his face, the red moon causing her red hair to look far deeper than it really was.
Thread: Romancing the Stone  {KayLove & The Wolven Lord}

Gorn realized he was not speaking to an ordinary mortal woman. A Guardian was in reference to an ageless immortal who witnessed the coming and going of the ages. The Dark Banes believed they were agents of the sky god, who's motives were far beyond what Gorn found acceptable. Not after what he allowed to happen to his family.. Was the Sky Father trying to communicate with him in someway through this Guardian before him? The tattoos upon his arm were sacred Northern tribal knots, depicting patterns that granted one strength , wisdom, and courage. Ravens where adored upon his shoulders that would have them resting there. His spiritual advisors where never far from his ear this way. Gorn relaxed somewhat then. Supernatural entities where something Northern tribesman where more accustomed to seeing them the southern kingdoms. Gorn could see the difference in her eyes, the way her hair glowed like fire. Her beauty was unearthly, as if it were she fell from the sky realm. Forgive me. I mistook you for a mortal. His gaze lingered within hers while the half giant spoke. The Dark Banes' are all dead. I am the only one left. I left the Wastes to seek a new life down here. If another tribe where to find me , the last of a once powerful family, they wouldn't be able to help but want to sacrifice me to their god. Every tribe had their own individual diety. At the beginning of time there were many more Northern tribes. But their culture and unique religions all died with them from war and famine. After the Dark Banes fall, there are but three tribes left. To sacrifice the last of something for a god was considered one of the highest forms of tribute known. I've been a sword for hire. Men tend to be frailer down here. All this abundance has made them soft. Gorn then took a few steps towards her away from the tavern further. What brings you this way Guardian? Surely not to talk with ghosts like myself.
Thread: Romancing the Stone  {KayLove & The Wolven Lord}

Athena nodded at his words of recondition, arching a playful brow as she watched the man formulate what she was. Finally, someone who knew even a little about her. But his next words hit her a bit, well, hard, They're all dead? The playfulness in her brow subsided and she took a slow breath. She had hoped to see her friends daughters and even grandchildren when they came into the world one day. Hoped to go back to a place where she was so respected and even loved.... Had it truly been that long since she had stumbled across their lands? Perhaps it was. Being an immortal took its toll as it corroded away at ones sense of time. The pain of the knowledge he had given her was clear upon her features as he spoke of his current situation. The sound of his steps upon the wood made her shove the shock of pain away and pay a bit more attention to the question he asked of her. Ghosts like you are what I live for now a days you know, I wander, no real purpose, I simply ended up here. She managed to shove the rest of her sorrow out of her mind and give him a small smile, It has nothing to do with the fact that I over heard people talking, across the continent, about how good the plum wine was here. She had spent the last week or so making her way, flying for the most part, across the rivers and forests simply to be here for a little while to get her fill. Come now, Gorn. You'll not spend an evening like this one watching the tide come in with a bat like me. She closed the distance between them, But I shall buy you several glasses of wine, for the night is still young. She held her arm out for him to take and as soon as she did she clasped him in a vice like hold and tugged him to her just close enough for her to kiss his cheek. It was a brush of a kiss if that as she had to go onto her toes to give it to him. She let him go as quickly as she grabbed him and started towards the town square once again, Come along Wastelander, you may call me Athena, I am no Guardian. For what is there for me to guard in a world like this? Her words had more dark truth than she meant even as she flashed him a smile and kept on towards the fires and laughter. Hoping the hulking man was on her heel.
Thread: Romancing the Stone  {KayLove & The Wolven Lord}

Her grip upon his forearm was notably strong, Gorn felt the grasp of another Waster from her which brought him no small comfort. His calloused large hand palmed her forearm and shook it once accepting her offer of friendship by custom. Her strength suprised him as she dre the Half Giant closer. Her scent was warm and earthy that makes one think of a warm grassy knoll. Athena's kiss was soft yet searing. Gorn's breath leaked unknowingly from his lips. And then soon as it happened it was over like a dream. Together they made their way for the Market square. A bonfire lit in a steel drum lproviding warmth to a small group of revealers. The twang of a mouth harp haunted the cool misty night under the red crescent moon. Street poetry was being performed by a roguish character to the slow beat of drums. Of in the distance a pair of guards lazily smoked to ward the chill off. Gorn studied Athena for a moment. Who was she really? Had the Sky God sent her here for a reason yet unknown? A voice crept into his mind. The voice of the Speaker. He who spoke the will of the Lord of Stars. As is above, so is below. The chant the village cited in unison before the Sky Mirror on a clear night. The Speaker dressed in his Death's Head mask looked to Gorn directly in his memory as if from the grave. Gorn forced the thoughts away and placed a huge hand gently on Athena's shoulder. The plum wine was the other direction friend. Where are you taking us? The Half Giant eyed the Crimson shadows warily. The night felt eerie as good honest folk have long sought shelter.
Thread: Romancing the Stone  {KayLove & The Wolven Lord}

Athena hadn't realized how much she missed the human touch until she felt the steadiness of the hand upon her arm and the graze of beard on her chin. Human's were such fragile things, she had trained herself not to harm them on accident. Trained being the better word for her experiences over the years. At one time in her life a handshake like that might have left a man crippled and broken beyond repair. But thankfully her days, or rather nights, had given to time to train her muscles. She watched as women with golden hair danced slowly with fishermen as they walked, her golden eyes picking up light from the fire and twinkling. Hmm? The warm hand upon her shoulder made her stop in her tracks and her eyes drifted back to the waster beside her, his features were less guarded now but like the warrior he was his eyes never stayed on her for long Oh... She looked from the fire to the buildings around and realized she wasn't headed towards where she wanted to go she was headed towards... Well towards her home for now. The hollow grounds in which only the dead linger. I'm... Forgive me. She gave a small laugh at herself. Gorn, sometimes I get into my own head, one tends to do that when you have been around as long as I have. There was a change in the breeze as they spoke, instead of coming from the sea it came from the forest beyond the village. Wastelander... Her voice was softer as she stilled, not even breathing as she listened to the woods. They were on the other side of the town square now, the Black Fishes sign hanging far behind them now as it and squeaked in the wind. Tonight is no night for humans to be out... It was a warning, maybe it was the supernatural inside of her or maybe she had simply gotten used to it but the smell of death wasn't something to be forgotten easily.