Thread: Of Dragons and Maidens -Russian Vodka and Skinbroker-

In the Kingdom of Garr stands a tower that pierces the clouds. No one knows when it was built, or even who built it. But every single citizen of Garr knows to fear it. For at its peak lies the 'nest' of a great and terrible dragon known as Telum Indra. There was a time when Telum Indra ruled the whole of Garr and far beyond from this tower. But times have changed. No one knows why she gave everything back, or why she only comes out a few times a year to feed and entertain herself. But even that has become scarce. Some believe she has weakened, her ancient magick far from its once glorious heights. Whether true or not there are some who have taken advantage of this, putting out bounties on the head of Indra in hopes of ridding their kingdom of her shadow. Many tried to claim the bounty, and angered her in the process. At the mercy of her claws the kings of Garr had no choice but to accept her demands of recompence. A sacrifice of their young. Slaves, food, whatever her needs for them were, it didn't matter. So long as her anger was sated. It has been years since this deal was struck, and the time for her next sacrificial maiden has come. Telum Indra waits high up in her tower, eagerly preparing for one of her favorite self-indulgences. Absurd! Agrilla growled at Indra from its place in Indra's throne room. The voice emmanated from a large mirror. Strangely the mirror offered no reflection. Instead its surface seemed to swirl and toil with deep scarlet smoke. Telem Indra sat coiled up around her throne, currently inhabiting a serpentine form that extended nearly fifty paces. She let out a huff of fire and smoke in response to her Demon Mirror. The mirror responded with a huff of its own, sending an arc of violet lightning out into the air. Telum Indra! One of the ancient beings of power....AND YOU HAVE BEEN LESSENED TO ACCEPTING TITHES? This is pathetic! What happened to your fire mistress?! Hmmmm Indra groaned and clawed at the ground, leaving massive gouges in the stone. Her skin was covered in glossy blue-green scales, each on large enough to be formed into a shield if anyone possessed the skill and power to take it from her. The skin beneath was a vibrant green color, and the thick mane running down her back a deeper green, streaked with yellow highlights. She stretched out her body little by little, then with startling speed contorted in on herself. Her form shifted until it was that of a human...or near it. She was large, standing almost seven feet tall and powerfully built. A simple, but fine blue chest band of silk covered her breasts, which would seem absurd on a normal woman. However with her muscular figure, and slim waist, she appeared rather voluptuous considering her size. Indra was renoun for her beauty in human form, and renouned as her strength. Her only other article of clothing was a matching loincloth that hung to her knees on both the front and back, as well as a large pouch that hung from her belt.Her scales had moved to only her back, and three pairs of leathery wings protruded behind her. Her tail, nine feet long and ending in a razor sharp pendulum shaped weapon, whipped back and forth as she moved up to the mirror. She placed a single hand on its surface, and the smoke gathered around it. Boredom my friend. Boredom is a powerful feeling, especially after you live as long as I have. Bah! If I could go further beyond this mirror than a few paces I would dance in joy! I would relish all the delights you no longer care for. Indra smiled and removed her hand, drawing some of the smoke away from the mirror. It slithered up her arm and around her body before dissipating. Oh I know you would. Indra sighed. She did miss the world. But everytime she went out it felt like it kept getting smaller. Eventually she just stopped caring. With exception to the example she had to make a few years back, it had been centuries since she'd explored. Maybe its time to get back into... MIIIIIIISTREEEEEESSSS! Indra sighed as she was interrupted by one of her pixies. The twelve inch tall, blue skinned creature was flying so fast that she lost control and smacked into Indra's considerable bust, becoming wedged in her ample cleavage. Pixies were all female, and besides their size were quite gorgeous with their silky smooth hair and glimmering butterfly wings. The pixie freed itself and fluttered up in front of Indra's face with a big smile. Mistress! Exciting news! We have an intruder! The pixie, named Kellis almost sung the news out. Oh? Really? Now who would be dumb enough to do that? Indra mused with a smile. It had been awhile since she'd fought anything at all....it would make an excellent prologue to the nights entertainments. I don't know mistress. But she's already two floors from your chamber! She's veeeery sneaky to have got past us all! As always the pixie put a cheerful spin on her information. She could make the apocalypse seem happy. Ooooh....its a woman you say? How very enticing... Indra returned to her throne and took a seat, crossing her legs to wait patiently for the arrival of her entertainment.