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Thread: Freedom's Price [darkest_fate & Magi_Monk]

Where the hell are all the virgins in this godsforsaken castle? muttered the sorceress. You could call her a witch and that wouldn't be too far from the mark. She certainly looked like a practitioner of the dark arts. Sleek black robes covered a shapely frame, with slits done here and there to showcase some of the strangely dark skin underneath. Yes, dark skin, as the sorceress had been born of foreign blood, the type that left one's skin with a hue a shade or so darker than most, almost caramel in color. Said woman happened to have brilliant violet hair that extended nearly down to the waist as well. Indeed, everything seemed to suggest darkness. Said sorceress heaved a sigh of frustration as she stepped toward the castle. The spell, the scrying one, had said that she'd be able to find what she was looking for in there. A virgin, preferably a female one, who would provide juices that would be precisely what was needed for the upcoming spell. Said spell was quite necessary, hence Ruby's presence here. The sorceress sighed again, crossing her arms and nearly pouting. Those lips moved for a moment, and a spell left. A virgin, one would be nearby, leaving the castle of her own volition. One that would be perfect for what Ruby needed. The sorceress would be loathe to admit, but she was certainly planning on more than the spell. That is, assuming she found prey worthy of playing with. There. a girl coming out. An attractive girl, with hair of flame and a confident stride. Ruby's eyes went wide for a moment as she spent a few seconds studying the girl. She wore the clothes of a peasant, and her position suited Ruby quite well alone, at night. No one that age who wandered at night could possibly be worth while. The witch slid closer, raising her hand and preparing several more spells, making certain that she had every contingency covered. There was always a chance, albeit a small one, that the girl would go voluntarily. The peasant life was horrible. Hello there, girl, said Ruby, keeping her voice soft, inviting, almost velvety. She crossed arms and standing in front of the girl, awaiting a response, clearly expecting a reaction of some kind.
Thread: Freedom's Price [darkest_fate & Magi_Monk]

Respectful, almost demure, but there was something about the behavior that struck Ruby as being slightly strange. The sorceress was trying to remember the rules of behavior, almost wishing that she'd had more exposure. Her skin had always been dark. Yet people had found that exotic for the most part, and it hadn't been until she'd professed interests in the fields of magic that she studied that she'd been ostracized. Until then, the beautiful, exotic genius had associated quite freely and thought herself to be quite skilled at it. Yet most of Ruby's dealings hadn't been with the lower class. You're quite fetching, said the sorceress. She adjusted her gloves imperiously, mostly to cover gestures required for spells. A few to lay invisible boundaries in the area, a few prepared for suggestion. Ruby didn't want to waste more power than she had to, and too much would attract attention. She tried to remind herself that she was persuasive even without the magic. Tell me, girl, she said, raising her gaze from the gloves, are you happy with your life? She paused for a moment, long enough for the question to hit but not truly long enough for an answer to fill the space. I ask because I believe I have an offer for you that you might find appealing. I require a girl of your... caliber for various dealings. You would be rewarded quite well food, clothing, care the likes that most royals would be jealous of. I could even, perhaps, be inclined to give some coin to your family. There, that should be enough. No reason to go about kidnapping if she could just buy what she needed. Still, something about the girl made Ruby edgy, and she almost suspected that the offer would be torn down. After the hours spent scouring the land for a virgin, Ruby was not going to give up when she had such a beautiful one in her grasp. This girl was going home with the sorceress it was just a matter of whether she'd do so willingly or not.
Thread: Freedom's Price [darkest_fate & Magi_Monk]

A compliment. That was not what she had anticipated and it began a small ball of dread to curl within the pit of her stomach, sending the hairs on the back of her neck to raising. She straightened a little, offering a small faltering smile that did not need to be feigned as her gaze darted off to the side as if aware of the walls that were closing in about her. Yet all the girl saw were the dark, lonely shadows of uneven rocks and stone just beyond the sparse dusty road. She was alone. Moments ago that was exactly what Eleanor had wanted, now however.... The question which followed only served to bring to the Princess' attention how flimsy her cover story was. In fact it was non-existent. She had never been approached before and so it had not been necessary. Now this woman was asking her about how content she was about her lot in life and Eli did not have an answer that wouldn't reveal her true identity. Thankfully an answer wasn't required as the violet-haired stranger forged on ahead with an offer to make her life easier, to provide 'care the likes that most royals would be jealous of'. Eleanor had to bite down upon her lip to keep the nervous laughter from bubbling into the space between them, the irony of such a statement not lost upon the teen. She shook her head lightly, working the curls tucked behind her ear free once again, Thank you, Ma'am. That is a kind offer, but I am happy....I have work and a modest living that keeps myself and my family quite well... It was a lie of course, but it was better than announcing that she was the youngest Princess of the King sneaking out for a brief few hours of freedom.
Thread: Freedom's Price [darkest_fate & Magi_Monk]

going to be a bit long here and slightly god-modding. If it's a problem, lemme know and I'll fix it, but I figured moving to this portion would be better all around. Well, there went Ruby's hopes that she could simply convince the woman to come with her. The sorceress nearly winced as she heard the girl's words. Two options opened before her attempt to find another girl, or simply take advantage of this lonesome situation and abduct this one. Considering the beauty of the girl before her, not to mention the time Ruby had already wasted finding an actual virgin, this choice barely qualified as one. Pity, said the sorceress, actually meaning it, for I had hoped we'd start better. No matter. Then she waved her hand, unleashing the stored spells. One to relax and weaken muscles, another to render the target unconscious, and a third to make the target suggestive. Normally, Ruby couldn't have possibly layered three such spells upon each other, but she'd been storing these for a while. Even then, the sudden burst of energy left her feeling dazed enough that she stumbled, rocking on her feet for a moment. A quick swallow, and she looked to the girl, who, most likely would have been rendered unconscious by the spells' many effects. Thus satisfied, the sorceress would gather her target and prepare her for the journey. She had some dusk powder, though doing this would burn the last of her supply. Muttering curses, the sorceress cast the magical item into the night. Trickling motes of shimmering darkness clung to the shadows, then parted them. The sorceress draggedcarried the unconscious girl through said portal, and soon stepped into her dilapidated home. The sorceress almost immediately stumbled into a chair, cursing the effort such things took. A small, draconic creature appeared then, almost more snakelike than its normal brethren. The creature had been told to prepare for the arrival of the catalyst, and he quickly ascertained the presence of the beautiful redhead. His scaled hand moved to gently touch the girl, before Ruby informed him that what he touched belonged to her she would get him a playmate later. For now, he was to escort the girl to a room, while Ruby rested and restored her strength. The dragon would do so, leaving the shadowy study and climbing several flights of twisting, stone stairs. The creature knew the castle well, and could dodge around the handful of traps and much greater number of destroyed bits of castle. Eventually, he would be able to leave the girl in a room. It looked something like a guest room ,with a rather large, spacious bed and drawers for clothing. However, most of the clothing had been removed for robes that couldn't be called anything but scandalous. The creature had made certain to remove Eleanor of her clothing too, pausing to marvel at the beautiful skin underneath. Thus he knew before his master that she hadn't simply picked up a pretty peasant girl. Nonetheless, the room would be there when the spells wore off. Eleanor would still find herself groggy, and freed of weapons and armor, but very much able to move on her own, free to some accord.
Thread: Freedom's Price [darkest_fate & Magi_Monk]

Totally fine with me, Eleanor would have no means to counter-act spells anyway! For the girl's part, she glanced briefly over her shoulder to cast a somewhat longing gaze toward the distant palace walls. While the stranger had done nothing particularly aggressive nor alarming, that little ball of dread had begun to grow and tightening within her stomach, dragging with it a sense of foreboding. The words that followed only exacerbated such feelings, bringing Eleanor's head round sharply to regard the woman, smooth brow now creased in confusion. Start wha-... Her words trailed off, sentence unfinished, as the tension in her muscles suddenly went slack. No longer did she seem to have the strength to hold herself up, the last voluntary movement being the widening of the girl's eyes, fear and bewilderment intermingled into one look. The red-head's knees buckled, her body following shortly after - near enough a perfect faint as she met the ground with a light billow of dust. An unfocused gaze feel to rest upon the woman's feet, the last image she saw as all faded into darkness and was still. Eleanor stirred, finally. Her brow dipping as a foggy, unsettled mind grasped weakly at consciousness. A faint groan escaped passed dry lips, the girls naked form curling in on itself, fingers grasping, groping for something to lay hold of. Heavy eyelids slowly drew back, a blurred item looming not far from her, almost within reach. Half-blind the girl stretched out her hand, fingers flexing toward what gradually revealed itself to be naught but a piece of furniture. Another faint groan escaped the teen as the hand fell to rest upon the surface on which she lay, finding a more upright position that caused the room to tilt and twist. At first she had almost convinced herself that she was back in her own room, but as the furniture ceased its spinning Eli found that this room was nothing like her own. Where was she? What had happened? That woman! Suddenly the girl's mind whirred with activity, trying to recall the last thing she remembered. A pity. It was a pity. The Princess frowned, lifting a hand to clutch at her head, a dull throbbing resonating within her skull. Something else was wrong, the movement of skin against skin, and then her gaze fell to her own form. Naked! Where were her clothes?! Her dagger? A hand instinctively went to her hip and, of course, found the weapon gone. Panic surged through the teen, rising up to near enough choke her as she scrambled from the bed, deep green eyes sweeping the room in frantic haste. Her heart raced wildly within her chest as she dashed toward the door, grasping at the handle and twisting.
Thread: Freedom's Price [darkest_fate & Magi_Monk]

You might want to try pulling the door swings inward, suggested a voice. Said voice seemed to come from the shadows themselves, and soon, a mass of them gathered together, forming something vaguely humanoid in shape. The voice also happened to have a female timbre, and its tone could only be called amused. You are in the Shad'lar Fortress, currently in the captivity of Sorceress Ruby of the Ninth Shadow, said the shadow. It had already figured that the door would be opened, and would actively follow the girl into the stairs, should Eleanor elect to head that way. If not, the shadow was perfectly fine speaking its monologue without moving. You're welcome to move about freely, though you'll find that certain chambers are sealed. Soon, the mistress will summon you forth for her pleasure. Personally, I hope she lets me watch it's been ages since she brought anyone here, and you're quite the scrumptious little treat. I bet you're brimming with life, there was an eerie breath then, almost like a sigh. Anyway, clothes are in the wardrobe over there, and if you need anything, I'm supposed to help you as best I can. The mistress will tell me when she's ready for you, so... the shadow seemed to shift, gliding across Eleanor's skin, I don't suppose you'd be particularly randy at the moment? I would love to see your dainty little fingers part that little flower of yours...
Thread: Freedom's Price [darkest_fate & Magi_Monk]

Eleanor whirled around at the voice which sounded behind her, almost falling against the door in her haste. She had looked, there had been no one within this room moments before and yet, even as she searched the corner from which the voice had come, the shadows shifted and collided to conform into the vague outline of a person. This was a trick, a trap? Was she hallucinating, imagining this spectre? Real or a figment of her strained mind, it really didn't matter, the girl was not about to stand there and let it move any closer to her. Door forgotten for the moment, the teen edged her way along the wall, never once tearing her gaze away from the apparition, struggling to make sense of what it was telling her. A captive? Well she knew that part already. Sorceress? That certainly explained the void in the girl's memory that existed between standing on the road and waking in this room, without any of her possessions. Eli's mouth had grown dry, the dull ache at her temple continuing to throb as her fingertips groped along the cold stone. The rest of the being's words made little sense to the girl, though she was not entirely naive to the subtle suggestion present within them - a subtle suggestion that became distinctly less subtle a moment later. It was a subtle caress, like the catching of a cobweb against your skin, spawning a shudder at the base of her neck which rippled all the way down her spine. Her arms flailed wildly, as if to disperse the shadow. Stay away from me! Such an unabashed question brought Eleanor's attention back to the fact that she was entirely naked, colour rapidly rising in her cheeks. She stumbled away, an arm falling awkwardly to conceal the pale orbs of flesh which rose and fell with each panicked breath while the other fell to conceal the junction of her thighs.
Thread: Freedom's Price [darkest_fate & Magi_Monk]

The shadow nearly sighed. Somehow, she should have expected that the stupid not-peasant girl would be surprised to hearsee a living shadow. Just because the shadow was used to its presence didn't mean something else would. However, the whole not going for clothes was a pleasant surprise, though the shadow could most certainly have done without the hand raising up to cover the good parts. I just told you I have to watch you. Going away runs counter to that, and I serve a sorceress, not a super hot whateveryouare, replied the shadow. She sighed and slid over to the wardrobe, since the girl wasn't. For something told the shadow that if the prisoner wasn't wearing the provided robes, then Ruby might get upset, which wouldn't be good for either of them. The wardrobe slid open, revealing the fairly revealing clothes inside. There, said the shadow, slithering back to the girl. She prodded the female's foot, nudging it with her formless body. It would feel very much like having icy water slither over, except this had slightly more substance. The shadow being could obviously affect the physical world, if only in small ways. It pulled itself together and shifted to face the girl again. Really, you're wasting your time being finicky about a shadow? I'm one of the nicer things in this castle, no reason to mention that most of Ruby's minions were surprisingly nice. What are you going to do when you run into the flesh-eating demon? Squeal and spread your legs?
Thread: Freedom's Price [darkest_fate & Magi_Monk]

Ugh, I wrote up an entire post and lost it The shadow had no qualms about leering at the girl as she undressed and lowered her guard. Naturally, the apparition compared what she saw to what she knew, namely her shapely mistress. The mature sorceress, well, relatively speaking she appeared to be a woman of thirty winters or so, really, she had curves and a good deal of soft flesh. Where this girl was toned, with muscles that spoke of a good deal of exercise and exertion, Ruby's form spoke of softness and womanly seduction. The sorceress's bust swelled moreso than this woman's, so much that Ruby quite frequently complained of them. Though the shadow had noticed that the sorceress seemed to have no reservations about showcasing said chest, often wearing plunging necklines and tight robes. This girl's form was certainly lean though, and equally as appealing as the shadow's mistress. Already the lascivious shadow was picturing the two bodies entwined her mistress's cocoa skin rubbing against the sun-kissed white of this woman. It had been far, far too long since the shadow had seen such action, and she longed for the connection. The robe suits you, teased the shadow. For said robe proved to be what most would consider scandalous. The sheer fabric did nothing to conceal the body underneath, instead seeming to emphasize the body. For the flesh could be seen behind the sheer white, with only a few key areas obscured by an enchantment. For neither nipple nor pubic hair nor sex itself would show against the fabric, seemingly distorted and obscured despite the obvious clarity of the rest of the form underneath. This was how Ruby preferred it she ruled the castle. You know, said the shadow, most peasant girls are not as well muscled as you. In fact, those almost look like they were made by hours of practicing with a weapon. Like, say, a dagger that I found on your person. That was a rich weapon too, and nobody carries that unless they intend to threaten with it. So you're a well-muscled, beautiful woman with trimmed hair and nearly flawless flesh. In other words you're a warrioress, or a noble, or possibly even more. I wonder what my mistress will do when she finds out. I suppose I should care, and possibly tell her. I don't have a reason not to...
Thread: Freedom's Price [darkest_fate & Magi_Monk]

Argh, I hate when that happens!! Eli stared down at the robe in disbelief. This wasn't a garment, it was a decoration! The Princess half considered tearing the useless fabric from her body and endure her nakedness, but such a hasty thought remained just that - a thought. It was better than no clothes at all, despite how transparent it seemed, and at least it seemed to conceal the more delicate parts of her figure. Despite the extra layer of clothing, the girl shivered as her bare toes flexed and wriggled in an attempt to warm the chilled soles of her feet, lifting her gaze to the apparition once more at the compliment which brought a brief grimace to her pretty face. Once again she eyed the door, weighing up her options. There was very little chance that she would have a clear run to some kind of external door, if not coming across more of the witch's pets then she would at least have the shadow trailing after her. And then there was the flesh-eating demon. Pushing aside the horrifying creature that reared up in her mind's eye, fuelled by a far too health imagination, the Princess began desperately sifting through her knowledge, trying to recall if she had ever heard of Shad'lar Fortress or anything remotely like it. Was she even within her father's Kingdom? How long had she been out cold, how far had she been transported before she woke to find herself here? Despite herself, she felt the slight prick of tears beginning to gather. The high walls of the castle that had so often felt like a prison to the girl now had suddenly become a fortress of safety, the family she had felt so disconnected to the only people she now wished to see. Eleanor gulped down a deep breath and blinked rapidly, forcing back the encroaching emotions as a cold sense of dread crept over her at the shadow's next words. Her gaze swivelled to rest against the spectre once more, lips pressed tightly together as she struggled to hide the sense of panic that had sent her heart racing. So they didn't know yet, they didn't know who she was, but it appeared to only be a matter of time before her identity was revealed - the apparition before her seeming to piece it together, speaking her thoughts aloud. As dire as her situation seemed now, Eli doubted very much that it would be improved by the sorceress discovering she was a Princess. I-...I stole it...the dagger, it was my Mistress'... The girl was clutching at straws, did she really hope to keep up this pretence of only being a humble peasant girl?
Thread: Freedom's Price [darkest_fate & Magi_Monk]

The fortress might have been heard in myth or legend, as people often spoke of it in hushed tones. A dreary, grim building, it stood on the far outskirts of civilization, just barely within the realms of Eleanor's kingdom. The recent tenant had kept more or less to herself though, with none of the previous inhabitants proclivities toward torturing townsfolk or raising armies of the damned. Not that this last would be quite as common knowledge. The princess stuttered through a lie, and the shadow let loose a raspy noise that sounded almost like thick fabric running across the ground. You really do need to learn to lie better. Even if you did steal the dagger, which I'm really doubting right about now, that doesn't explain your body or the muscles. My mistress isn't stupid she'll figure it out eventually. Though, I suppose I could help a little... Again, the shadow was hinting, trying to see if it could get what it wanted. It knew full well that the other servants were wandering the fortress, and it was quite plausible that one or two might arrive within the next few moments, ruining the shadow's fun. It desperately wanted to play with the girl for a little while longer. Come on it's not like I haven't seen it already. Besides, it'll make you more relaxed. You want to be relaxed, don't you?