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Thread: Scouts of the Inquisition (Alvis & Sync)

Mmm, Loriel replied quietly. He has more than some history, if hes taken the trouble to learn some of the language of the elvehn. That Garret was apparently happy to talk with her made her feel a little more at ease. She could sense the man wasnt going to do or say anything to upset or offend their sergeant, and she was fine with that she wasnt about to take a backward step from their leaders attitude, so shed confront him directly if need be. So whats his name? she asked curiously, her ears very aware of the sounds their feet were making as they trudged through the damp grass and soggy ground. Disa, Garret replied shortly, then held up his hand to quiet her conversation, and pointed at a shambling figure not far to one side in the waters. Hed seen Disas gestures, but wasnt sure if Loriel had she may not have, and he wasnt going to take the chance she hadnt, nor risk Disas ire for not making sure the girl was quiet when needed. The elven girl at least acknowledged the instruction to keep quiet when she saw Garret raise his hand and point, and her eyes followed his gesture. It took her a couple of seconds, but her eyes picked out what Garret was pointing at, and they narrowed slightly. Instinctively her hand went to her staff, the strap vanishing to release the weapon as her fingers closed around the shaft she held it ready, the blue crystal at the staffs tip flickering slightly as the staff was called to action. Undead, she hissed softly, as she followed Garrets lead in making sure her feet found solid ground or ground as solid as possible in this mire. She might have little experience, but she had lots of knowledge from years of study on a lot of loreand from the terror-filled weeks in the Ferelden Circle Tower during the Fifth Blight, before the Hero of Ferelden had come through. Garret looked at the elf and nodded slightly he had to concede to her knowledge, he knew. He idly wondered if Disa would do the same when warranted, but would never give voice to that thought. Then their feet found the more-solid road, and the pair moved ahead. Loriel didnt secure her staff, though she could see that Garret had returned his knives to their sheathes on his hips, but she was not that comfortable that she wanted to secure her staff. She had a feeling that things were going to get worse before they got better.
Thread: Scouts of the Inquisition (Alvis & Sync)

The road was as solid as could be expected,the hard stones that had been laid out were half sunken now, but they were still easier footing than the grasses ahd been. The dead that stumbled through the waters didn't pick them out, and seemed content to let them be for now. Disa strained his ears to pick out the sounds of the Mire. The steps of the aimless dead, the breathing of the team that followed him. And there was a faint, intermittent crackle. He risked a glance behind him. The mage was armed, adn her staff gave very faint sparks now and again. Not as subtle as he mighht like, but it wasn't somethign that would give them away either, not with the random nature of it's flaring. They pressed on. Disa raised a closed fist as they came to a raised stone bluff that jut close tot he road. They moved into the lee of it, out of hte wind, and into more limited fall of rain. Disa flared out his cloak around himself, and drew out what looked like parchment and charcoal. He scribed neat, quick lines onto the parchment, mapping out the way they had come. He checked his work, nodded, adn then tucked the parchment away once more. Take a few moments. Drink. Eat if you wish. He said quietly. Travel like this had gone on long enough that he knew that there would need to be a break now, while things were quiet. Disa pulled a flask from his hip, downed some water. He wiped his mouth, and looked up at the raining sky. He was concerned that there might be some other form of attacker that he didn't yet know of. After all, demons had rained from the breach. Who was to say some form of demon would not take wing, and come at them from such an angle? Garret leaned on the bluff, taking a drink from his own flask, and then offering it to Loriel. It was a simple enough gesture, something to show that her truly bore her no ill will. The last of the team stretched, adn approached the edge of the waters, not far from them. he knelt, and reached his hands out. Do not-! Disa started to hiss out, but the hunter splashed his hadns in the waters, looking to clean them of something he'd acquired on them in their travel. Seconds later an arrow hissed into the ground not an inch from him. Disa cursed, a fierce, roiling sound that came from his own native language. Off in the waters, the undead with a bow drew back again, and fired, the hunter actively dodging this shot, and getting his own bow out. The water rippled as three corpses stood up near the hunter. Disa snarled adn threw himself forward, his weapon in hand, and landing beside one of the new attackers. His flatblade swept in, and the sound the sheared bones filled the air quickly. His landing in the water prompted the rising of another two corpses fromt he waters, one of these having a bow, and drawing back to fire. It seemed that they'd found their opposition ready for them.
Thread: Scouts of the Inquisition (Alvis & Sync)

Any feeling of pride or satisfaction Loriel might have gained from the fight faded rapidly as Disa spoke. Firstly about the casual way in which he spoke of fighting against her people, although it was not such a surprise she knew her clan had fought with Chasind before, and while the Chasind were very capable warriors when they closed to melee, they werent capable of matching the Dalish archers. There was also the way he referred to her in the third person, as if she wasnt there, and that he seemed determined to belittle her at every opportunity. And to top it off, his effort at complimenting her efforts wasbarely an acknowledgement that shed contributed. She felt her hackles rise again. It was sorely tempting to not include him the next time she threw a barrier up, to make him value her more. She hadnt disgraced herself in the fight by any means. While she could not claim any kills for herself well, maybe one - she had done a better than fair job of keeping the attention of the corpses scattered, and shed also done a fair job of combatting the undead archers with her staff. Shed get better, she knew, and she might even unlock more magical power within her. But there was no way shed remain with this group, if she could at all avoid it. Harding could be convinced to move her to another unit. The elven girl could have fired back at Disa any number of ways, given how the man seemed to delight in insulting her every chance he got. She could feel the rage slowly boil within, and the feeling dredged up a memory feeling helpless, alone, cast-outthe humans dont want me near their villagethey cannot look past the ears to see the hungry and frightened girlthey start yelling at me, telling me to go, to leave, Im not welcomecalling me knife-ear, scum, baby-snatcherhot anger boils, my leg suddenly feels warm, my hand is surrounded by fire but it doesnt hurt methe humans are suddenly very quiet and fearful a memory of a less-enjoyable time but then, most of her memories were of less-enjoyable times. These days, the less-enjoyable memories outweighed the enjoyable ones. She kept her anger to herself, knowing that rising to his bait would achieve nothing for her. It wouldnt change his mind about her, and would only add to her frustration at his determination to put her down, to refuse to see her worth. No, shed see her time with this group then move on at the first opportunity after they got back to camp. She adjusted her grip on her staff and stood up straight. She noticed Garret didnt seem to know what to make of the apparently dislike the sergeant had for the young mage. Loriel felt shed not enjoy leaving Garret behind. My name, she hissed at Disa as she stalked towards him before taking her position at the rear of the group, is Loriel . Remember that, shem . There was nothing else to say, and the group started to make their way further into the Mire. If Disa made any comment, gave any reaction, to her hissed words just now, Loriel didnt notice. She was busy keeping the great oaf out of her mind.
Thread: Scouts of the Inquisition (Alvis & Sync)

Disa heard her talking to him, but it wasn't important. If it was, he had no doubt that one of the others would have brought it to his attention shortly after it had been spoken. But they ahd to keep ont he move. He paused beside one of the low, crumbling walls that showed up now and then along the road, adn shuffled one of the rock piles, making a trail sign in the way of his people. He'd showed these signs to most of the other scouts, especially to Harding. No sense in having ways to leave information for anyone else if they couldn't read the signs. Once he'd finished that, he rose and moved down the road. Disa spread his arms, hands tilted to show his desire for them to spread out. WHile it made it hard to have more than one person covered by a barrier at a time, it would lessen the odds of them being seen if they weren't a group. The hunter moved off to the right. Garret moved right, but still kept somewhat close to Loriel. He seemed to be taking the role of keeping her somewhat safe onto himself. Had Disa noticed, Garret wasn't sure, and was equally uncertain if their sergeant would care or not. There were more corpses out there, Garret could see them, and if he could, he was sure that Loriel could too. The dead stumbled about int he waters, seeking something to fight, something to kill. The scouts did not seem eager to oblige them. The farther forward they went, the more Disa seemed to be able to make out a glow in the distance. He held up a hand, and then gestured, drawing the group back to him. There was nothing near them that seemed to be dangerous for the moment, so it seemed like this was the time to do it. Okay team. Not a lot of things will leave a glow like that this far in this rain. It's either powerful magic...or we might have just found a rift. Disa said calmly. So, I'm asking for opinions here. Do we try and skirt it, or just go right through and hope for the best?
Thread: Scouts of the Inquisition (Alvis & Sync)

Disa listened as the elf spoke about the Veil, things remaining close to it, and all of the mage mage babble that he'd expected to hear. Garret, a Maker fearing man if there ever was one, agreed with her, making a fair point about the corpses. The hunter snorted. As did Disa. As did I, once they started after us. A slow gong farmer could have figured that out. He sneered. Disa fixed him with an impassive stare. Well, that doesn't speak well for you, does it? The Chasind asked. The hunter flushed, some anger, and more than a small amount of disappointment in his own error. He'd thought himself the equal to any in this company, but so far the Efl had been showing more use than he was, adn that was something he wasn't prepared to bear in the long term. We swing wide. Disa said with finality. But sir! The hunter started, but Disa cut him off. Have you any knowledge of the Veil, other what teh Chantry tells you? He asked. When the hunter didn't answer, Disa continued. Have whatever issue you want with the elf, for her being a knife ear, or a spellbind, but she's been Harrowed. She's been through the Veil. So until someone else comes along with more information on it than she has, we'll be taking her advice into consideration. Garret nodded at the words. Still not friendly, but they weren't dismissive of Loriel's experience either. Disa resumed speaking. Just so long as she can keep it short and not drown us in robe babbling. Let's get moving again. He turned and started off again. THey gave the rift a wide berth once it was in sight, the rippling and otherworldly glowing casting a wide array of light along the ground. Nothing was around it, not the dead, not demons, nothing. Disa started to wonder if it might have been easier to just pass by it, but that wasn't something he wanted to entertain right now. He needed to keep everyone moving quickly. The land spread out, widening out on either side. They could keep going straight, or change direction. He didn't hesitate, but turned them to the east. Penetrating deeply into unknown territory was all fine and good, right up until they were cut off or flanked by things that came from areas off to the flanks that hadn't been properly scouted or investigated. Great slabs of stone rose out of the ground, making a natural wall that were impressive to say the least. There was the thought of trying to send the mage or the hunter up those rocks, but the more Disa thought about it, the more it seemed like a bad idea. Anyone up there would present a fine target for the bow armed foes they might face. The progress was slow, methodical, careful, and from the way teh temperature was starting to fall, Disa had every thought that the days was waning fast. They came to a wider area, sprad out nicely, adn Disa had the thought that stopping might not be bad. From the look of it, it was also very likely that a forward support camp might be able to be established here, once it was deemed properly secure. Int he meantime... Make something of camp here. We'll stop here for food, some rest, and get moving again soon enough. Disa ordered.
Thread: Femboy Fantasies!

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Thread: Femboy Fantasies!

RE Looking for sub futa and femboys Stacedove said Like the title says, I'm looking for submissive futa and femboys to play against either preferably futa or female. Leaning more towards fantasy plots at the moment. Sorry for the short request! I just want to see if there is any attraction towards this at all. Click to expand... I like playing subs and futas and femboys
Thread: Femboy Fantasies!

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Thread: Femboy Fantasies!

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Thread: The Dictator

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Thread: Brotherly Love (Kassy & Mystic Sparxman)

Kassy scowled when Blake brought up her affinity for Disney teen programming, in truth she hadn't watch that stuff in a while. You don't need to ask me twice. She said when he asked her if she was coming, and then added I'm coming and soon you'll be cumming too... she added under her breath. She grabbed her glass of booze and walked down the hall to the living room where Blake had plopped himself onto the couch and had turned the channel to Sports Center on ESPN. Kassy sauntered over to the couch which was located in the center of the large living room and slowly leaned on the back couch behind her big brother. His arm was outstretched across the back of the couch and Kassy let her own hand drop down onto his muscled arm and drew her fingernails up it. She had her hip cocked and was letting the already too short dress creep up her thigh, Hey do you mind if I put on some music, I'll keep it low? She asked in a whisper as her lips came close to his ear. Kass didn't wait for an answer, she walked over to the sound system and turned it on, scanning down the list on Pandora and selecting the Killers first album. Oooh I love this one, it makes me want to dance. Kassy said, trying her hardest to draw her brother's attention away form the TV and back toward her as she began to sway to the beat. She set her drink down on the counter and really started dancing harder, bucking her hips and bouncing her ass. Her arms gripping her sides and carressing the dip of her waist, the first worked down over her hips and then back up to cup her large breasts. Stop watching that stupid show and come dance with me Blake.
Thread: Brotherly Love (Kassy & Mystic Sparxman)

Even though Blake knew Kassy was growing up, there were times when he did think she still acted like a kid. It was one of the main reasons he would usually tease her. It didnt really help that he thought of her as being rather sexy for his sister. Of course he knew he shouldnt think such things about his own sister, but it was hard not to, especially when he considered just how hot she had become. It was why he couldnt help but think that she may have been planning on having someone come over. There was no way he was going to let her have anyone come over when she was wearing a dress that barely fit her. Blake continued to sip lightly on his glass of whiskey as Kass had decided to put on some music. He rolled his eyes as the music started playing. Why do I even bother Kass? You never listen to me! Here I am trying to relax after practice and all you want to do is listen to music and dance! He looked back at her, lifting his head up and off the back of the couch. As he did, he couldnt help but notice how good his sister seemed to look in that dress. The way her body moved with the music..it was just so incredibly.sexy. Blake gently bit his bottom lip as he watched her, and as he did, he raised his glass to his lips, taking another small sip. His eyes moved up and down that incredible body of hers more than a brothers eyes really should have. Kass, Ive just got back from practice! I dont really feel like dancing! He exhaled slowly as he tried to look away from her. And I hope you dont think youre having anyone coming over dressed like that! Mom and dad would lose their minds if they saw you now! You really need to go and get changed Kassy! Before they get home! Blake glanced at the television for just a moment, checking scores as they came up on the screen, but then he found his attention shifting back to his sister once more. And before I start thinking of you in ways I really shouldnt. He thought to himself a second later. His arm remained outstretched along the back of the couch as he continued to watch her dance. It was becoming increasingly difficult for him to look away from her as she danced in front of him. And where did you get this whiskey from anyway? I thought mom and dad kept this stuff hidden! The television dragged his attention away from Kassy once more as highlights of last nights basketball game came on. It was highlights from the game between the Milwaukee Bucks and the Toronto Raptors with the Bucks winning 104-100. Blake nodded his head with a small smile. Looks like the Bucks just took that one! Blake then made the mistake of looking back at his sister. Come on Kass! That dress is riding up your ass! I can see your panties! I shouldnt be able to see your panties like that sis!
Thread: Brotherly Love (Kassy & Mystic Sparxman)

Why not? Cause we're siblings? Cause it would be improper for a big strong stud of a brother to see his sexy little sister working what God gave her? Don't be such a prude Blake, I'm just dancing ! Kassy said, increasing her seductive movements, she waited till her brother wasn't looking at the stupid sports show and his eyes were on her again and bent over and began to twerk, slapping her thick ass cheeks together in the tight confines of her pretty red lace panties. Her hands coming down and smacking each side of her hips as she gyrated her thick luscious ass in his face. Quit staring and come over here and join me, Nobody's coming over. It's just you and me. I never get to see you with all your extracurricular activities all the damn time. I miss my friggin brother, is that so bad? Kassy asked as her round butt vibrated only a few inches from the back of the couch. She wanted him to desperately reach out and give her and nice hard smack on the ass, and if she could get him up and dancing the drug in his drink would get into his bloodstream all the quicker. Blakey, come on, stop being a stick in the mud and dance with your little sister! Maybe you can show me some moves! She said with a giggle.
Thread: Brotherly Love (Kassy & Mystic Sparxman)

Of course Blake could see that Kassy was just dancing. However, he could also see that she was dancing sexy. He had been to parties and seen girls dancing the same sexy dance his sister was currently dancing. The only difference between those girls and his sister was the fact that Kassy seemed to be doing it so much better than them. Not that he was going to tell her that. She was his sister after all, and even though he knew he shouldnt watch her, he just couldnt seem to help himself. Look Kass! I know youre just dancing, but youre dancing sexy Kassy! You shouldnt be dancing like thatin front of me! With that ass so close to his face, Blake had to fight the urge not to turn around and smack that ass. The temptation was clearly there as he had looked back over his shoulder to see her firm, round ass practically in his face. His eyes seemed to be fixed on her ass for a moment longer. Theres not much I can do about that sis! You know how important it is that I go to practice! You know theres nothing stopping you from coming to watch! Blake forced himself to look away long enough to take another small sip of his drugged whiskey. By now, he had managed to get through half of the drink and was oblivious to the fact there was now a drug beginning to make its way through his body. Finally, Blake rolled his eyes and sighed to himself as he downed the rest of the whiskey. He leaned forward and set the empty glass down on the coffee table to the left of the couch. Fine! Youre not gonna shut up until I dance with you, are you? He didnt bother waiting for an answer as he rose to his feet. I hope youre not expecting me to twerk like that! Blake walked around to the back of the couch to his younger sister. By the way, I cant even remember the last time you called me Blakey! He pointed out when he realised what she had called him. Come on, well probably have more room around the front of the couch! Blake placed both of his hands on his sisters hips and then looked back over his shoulder as he walked with her back around the couch. They had a rather large and spacious living room which was helpful for times like these. Just dont forget that mom and dad are supposed to be home at some point. Not too sure when though, but its supposed to be today! At least I think it is! He said in a thoughtful tone.