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Thread: Teamwork?! (Vanity x runawayninja)

Fix you? He arched an eyebrow as he shut the door behind her, allowing her into his home and offering her a seat upon a roughly crafted wood chair. Well to fix you, I'll have to know what's wrong first. His eyes seemed glued to her form, even though he tried to pry them away. He didn't mean to stare. But her attire and armor was clearly not crafted for her, and she looked just about ready to bust out of it. He wasn't about to say whether or not he had the talent or ability to and lose a potential client, something he needed badly. Magic items and tomes aside, he could starve without a steady income.
Thread: Teamwork?! (Vanity x runawayninja)

Yes, I need fixing, so to speak, she repeated, following him into the building and then further on into some semblance of a living room, littered with tomes and relics of all origins. Erin followed the man eagerly with short, swift steps, and sat herself down on the wooden chair which the mage offered for her. It gave a soft creak as she sat, weighed down by steel and flesh. Over the next few minutes, Erin slowly began to retell her story to the man. She talked briefly about her life, although spared the majority of the details for the sake of not boring the mage with her tales. Erin focused on her trip across unfamiliar lands to the city of Kassander, and then finally onto the frightfully beautiful woman that had gotten him into this catastrophe in the first place. Every word that fell from her lips was more uncomfortable to say, and despite Erins straight face throughout it all her cheeks had turned the faintest shade of red. Erin stared back at the mage, a frown still on her face. He stared back, and she held the position for a moment. Is there a cure?
Thread: Teamwork?! (Vanity x runawayninja)

Rafe stared for the longest moment in disbelief. He looked like someone just told him an offensive joke and he didn't know what to make of it. He looked at her up and down again and then he sighed a long moment, looking down. It looked like this would be outside his ability. I'm sorry, but I don't have the skill to do something so...extreme. And it's outside of my field of study, I'm not a... But an idea crossed his crafty mind. A scheme that, if played right, would satisfy both his intellectual and his...worldly desires. Plus, it might very well get him the experience and coin he needed to become a respectable mage. Well...maybe there's something we can do for each other. You can't afford a more expensive mage. I can't help you without access to better materials. Right now, it's rather dangerous for me to adventure alone...I could use the services of a warrior to help me keep dangers at bay while I give you enhancements and blast minions from afar. Working together, we could make a lot of gold and find...who knows what. I'll work towards helping your...condition, and we'll split whatever we find. How does that sound? He smiled a bit. But...I need an analysis of your state so that I can study it...rise up and take off all your clothing, I have to study you...
Thread: Teamwork?! (Vanity x runawayninja)

Erin had noticed that this meeting had become one that was filled with more stares that it had been words. The mage continued to stare back blankly, confused. The wandering warrior wondered for a moment if he was still breathing until he began to move his head, scanning her once more. He was either in shock or knew that this was completely out of his depth. It seemed to be something of both. Erin was about to leave, believing this to be a waste of her time, but the mage had a proposition for her, and she wasnt in a position to argue. This mage wished to hire Erin as a mercenary, accompanying him with his various errands which likely included dragons, the undead and a miasma of other bizarre creatures. Most would find such an offer bizarre and often completely suicidal, but Erin had made a living from being a sword for hire. She found it quite a comforting prospect, returning to something familiar. A split of any valuables found was an enticement, but the chance for the mage to work on a cure was the only condition that Erin truly cared for. She smiled, or at least attempted to, and held out a dainty hand. Its a deal, Erin said, fighting back the urge to argue for her taking sixty percent of the profits. The mage, however, wished to start his experimentation as soon as possible. If it had been any other time or place, Erin would have walked away without a word, but she was willing to do just about anything if it meant being one step closer to fixing the damage. Slowly, Erin began to strip off what she wore, turning the already tight suit of armour which left little to the imagination into absolutely nothing. She pulled off her belt, letting the small selection of equipment, her sword included, fall to the ground, and then began to unbuckle the metal and leather plating from her body. This in turn allowed that to slip off of her body. Within seconds, the warrior woman had stripped down to nothing, pieces of leather and steel surrounding her feet. Erin held as neutral a position as she could, but the mage before her ensured that she felt as awkward as possible. No longer concealed by clothing, every feminine curve of her fresh body was revealed to the mage, a toned and shapely figure devoid of even the slightest blemish. Only a single sign of her previous masculinity remained, and that hung limply between her legs.
Thread: Teamwork?! (Vanity x runawayninja)

Rafe stared at her, his cheeks turning the tiniest shade of crimson as he was exposed to her naked beauty. His eyes feasted upon her every luscious curve, her every delicious inch of flesh. From her massive breasts, to her supple hips. And then there was the cock. Standing out so uniquely, in such a way that it made her look so strange, and yet there were so many possibilities with this form. His imagination raced. His mind reeled at the sexual possibilities. He wanted her. He wanted to possess her. Well...you are indeed cursed with a parasite. He stepped closer to her, his eyes shifting from a predatory look to one of curiosity. Rafe licked his lips while behind her, circling her. He smiled while behind her and his hands slowly ran up the curves of her hips and along her sides, reveling in the feel of her silken flesh. I'm going to have to investigate your current state...thoroughly. His hands slowly ran along her ass and he walked forward, slowly groping her breasts firmly. Yes, you are...very female. Then he smirked a bit and his hands slowly ran down her belly to stroke along her cock. And this is certainly no illusion... he said with a soft squeeze.
Thread: Teamwork?! (Vanity x runawayninja)

Erin tried to keep herself calm and relaxed, but the pair of eyes staring at her, whether examining or gawking she couldnt really tell, made it incredibly difficult. She closed both her eyes, trying to focus on the mages words rather than the chilly draft that nibbled against her skin. It did something to help, but Erin could still tell that she was being watched. A parasite? she asked, her brow furrowed but her eyes was still shut tight. Erin hoped that it was simply a term he used for a type of curse, rather than a living creature making her this way. The thought made her quiver, both with fear and disgust. Her body shivered again as she felt a pair of hands against her flesh, running down her sides and tickling her flesh. Not a word escaped Erin though, allowing the mage to do any inspection that he wanted if it meant finally fixing her. The words that the mage whispered into her ears helped inspire some confidence in Erin that he was examining her, as opposed to violating her. Hands continued to run up and down her sides, Erin struggling to stop her body trembling as they moved upwards to grope her tender breasts and her firm rear. She had never felt something quite so bizarre. The firm hand around her limp cock, however, was something else entirely. It was far more sensitive than it ever had been before Erin had become a woman, and the start of a moan fell from her lips. It blended into a surprised gasp, her body stiffening up at the very touch, and her body stumbling backwards and pressing herself into the mages chest. The urge to force back her elbow, striking the mage and freeing herself, was almost overwhelming, but something stopped her. The feel of the mans hand sent tingles up Erins spine, and she felt the soft flesh slowly begin to harden. It felt purely bizarre.
Thread: Teamwork?! (Vanity x runawayninja)

Mmhmm...I have heard of this before...it's usually caused by a parasite. Mmm...I just have to make sure it went alright and that...nothing was damaged. He smiled as his hand continued to stroke along her phallus, using a soft, gentle motion that was quickly speeding up. He grinned as another hand came around and softly stroked her feminine slit, his fingers moving up and down, his thumb pushing up against her clit. So...does everything feel like it's in working order? She felt his slowly press up against her from behind, his own cock iron hard...and huge from the way it felt.
Thread: Teamwork?! (Vanity x runawayninja)

The idea of a parasite, something living inside of her, made Erins limbs tingle and her stomach churn. The only thing that kept her mind off of it was the assault of hands that moved to her groin, groping and stroking at the sensitive flesh that lay there. Erin wasnt sure if it was a better feeling or a worse feeling, but all she knew was that she was feeling very uncomfortable. The ongoing arousal, fighting against every urge to resist, was clearly winning, as her cock gradually became more erect. Erin struggled for breath as the mage continued to attack her with gentle strokes. It all- It all works, she said, finding the hands against her cock relatively familiar, but the fingers invading her entrance something else entirely. And then she felt the mages hips grind against hers, and the creature that dwelt between his legs too. It was erect, incredibly so, and the pillar of flesh rested against Erin, pressing against the cheeks of her rear. What do we need to do now? Erin asked, a murmur in her voice.
Thread: Teamwork?! (Vanity x runawayninja)

Rafe smirked a bit. He could sense a good opportunity here, and he wasn't about to let it pass. He smiled wide and look at her from behind, his hands not stopping their work at all. I have to inspect you... thoroughly . Make sure everything works fully...sorry, but your word isn't good enough...I have to see it for myself. His hand continued to pump her hard, pulsing cock, but his fingers left her wet, slick pussy in order to bring out his raging hard on, pulling it through the robes. He leaned his cheek up against her neck and whispered softly. Surrender . The word was laced with magic as it entered her ear. With that simple, subtle spell, he licked his lips and slowly pushed his giant dick into her newfound waiting, wanting womanhood, intent on showing her that her current state...wasn't all bad.
Thread: Teamwork?! (Vanity x runawayninja)

The word surrender, as it was whispered into Erins ear, caused her whole body to shiver. She knew it was from fear, as the emotion slowly danced across her nerves, but the feeling was clouded by confusion and the slightest hint of arousal. The mages touches, running across her tender flesh, were doing exactly what she feared would happen. Each touch tingled, and it only served to amplify that arousal. Forcing her thighs together, Erin only felt them grow damp, and her cock continued to thicken and lengthen. She was sure that it was much larger than it had been before she was transformed, although she was not in the position to check. If she were not so shaken, she might have even said she liked these touches. She had never felt another mans hand grip around her hardening cock, but his movements were rough and lustful. Even his fingers which danced in and out of her new womanhood, a feeling which Erin had never expected or particularly wanted, felt oddly divine. She tried to force back a moan, but her new feminine voice could not resist letting out a long groan of pleasure. Then, suddenly, his fingers vanished. Erin held still for a moment, confused. She felt rather lacking without them, for it was an abrupt ending to something which felt so appealing. The woman turned her head back to look at the mage, and while Erin had intended to try and strike him and escape which she could, she failed to do anything but softly bite on her lower lip, her eyes displaying nothing but want. A pretty face turned so lustful. The mage pushed Erins torso forward, causing her to bend over and push out her firm rear. He was willing to give her what her body wanted, and in place of a pair of fingers Erin felt something significantly larger press against her clitoris. In the brief moment she could register what it was, she panicked again. As womanly as Erin had become, she did not want to feel a cock thrust inside of her under any circumstances. And yet, she accepted it. The flailing in her arms faltered almost instantly, as did her kicking. The word Surrender fluttered around her head like a piece of parchment caught in the breeze. It controlled her. A spell of some kind? More, she whispered. The feeling of the mages cock, far larger than his fingers, was sublime. Another guttural moan forced itself from the back of Erins throat as the spear of flesh slowly sunk deeper into her. She found herself started to push her hips backwards, slowly taking in more of the mans cock, and her hand moved down to her own cock, meeting the mages hand and continuing to stroke herself with assistance from the mage. She felt so unbelievably embarrassed, but the spell tricked her body into wanting more.
Thread: Dark Truth(moon/lady)

Loki looked amused as he brushed his hand through his red hair, moving ot look out the window before baring his teeth in a semblance of a smile.I would be most glad to collect this weddding present.His eyes flashed dark and amused, besides Keiran, he had only one true friend, his second in command, blaise, was the only time elf and man had ever procreataed together,and blaise was hated for things out of his control, and the circumstances of his own birth. Oh yes, Blaise would be amused and pissed to have the lord of elves among them.I will leave Blaise in charge my lord, if you do not mind. I think I shall see to this...kidnapping myself. It has been years since I saw the white city of elves.He said his dark eyes flashing in amusement at the thought of walking through the white gates, and boldly taking the man away with him. Elena smiled softly as he leaned into her, absently stroking his hair.She loved his hair,jealous of how very soft it was in fact. We do have a short time.But whwat a glorious time it is.She muttered before leaning back into him.What is it like, to live for so long?She said looking thoughtful, considering he'd offered her forever she was curious.Sighing softly as she turned to look up at him with worry.You will be careful?They are dangerous drunks, ny love.She muttered gently brushing his hair out of his face, looking concerned.
Thread: Dark Truth(moon/lady)

Keiran smirked at Loki, his eyes narrowed with mischief and laughter as he nodded. Tell Blaise o your way out then. he ordered calmly. Blaise might have been half elf, but he was just as loyal as Loki was. Blaise had actually been 'rescued' as a child after being betrayed by his Elven father. Blaise had little love for his Elven Brothers, but that didn't stop the man from being tormented at every possible turn by others who hated the Elves. Keiran did his best to protect his Second in Command, as he knew Loki did too, but the taunts and hatred continued leaving a very bitter person who would be all too eager to get a little revenge on the elves. Oh, and Loki? Keiran stated, looking up before his freind left. Do make sure not to die, hmm? if i have to bring your soul back up from Hel, again, i will not be pleased. The King of Shadows idea of saying 'good luck'. he chuckled a little and nodded. it is a precious time. he admitted softly as he nuzzled her hair, pondering her question. it is hard to say. he admitted. it is like asking a farmer what it's like to work for a living. it is simply something that is. the time is log, but we love even deeper for it. and grieve much deeper as well. we spend out time on things we enjoy, rather than on the greed that seams to affect man so. he pondered for a moment and then. i am always careful, and no drunkard has ever bested me. he assured her with a chuckle. by the time i get there they'll be too drunk to even swing a fist the silly things. he admitted with a grin as he moved away to gather his sword and his cloak before kissing her again and heading to the village, unaware that he was walking right into Loki's trap.
Thread: Dark Truth(moon/lady)

I will. And I will let you deal with listening to him howl over having to leave the elf alive and in darkhaven.Loki said bowing his head slightly because he knew blaise was going to howl up a storm for the Isen being in the castle. Even if he wasn't sure about allowing the elf here, it might do his friend good to be able to confront the elf side of his heritage. After long years of venting his anger at Men for their hatred, maybe confronting a elf over it would be good. Pausing at the door he tilted his head, turning his head slightly to smirk at his friend.You have the oddest way of wishing someone luck, my friend.he muttered smirking as he headed out. And indeed, within minutes Blaise's howl of fury and Loki's laughter as he left filled the castle. Greed and short memories my lord. We do not learn from our mistakes, for we live so shortly to truly learn.She muttered smiling at him, laughing softly at his assurance. Well then, I will try not to worry for you.Elena said looking amused as she settled in with a good book to wait for his return. Loki smirked as he silently nudged the warhorse into the gates of the city, refusing to look at the feelings that being back in the city stirred. It had been many years since Loki Altara had ventured this far south, into the lands of his birth. Even though he was fully human, he had been born here in the white walled city of elves, a son of the second son of the king of men at the time. And staring around him, for once he felt the weight of centuries settling into his bones. nudging his horse forward, he was glad that he had the preaution, despite there not being many beings that would remember what he looked like-at least the non elves, he still had glamored himself to appearing less...like himself, and more bland. And he was glad he did as he nudged his horse towards the bar, when he saw the lord of elves coming down the street.Surely, life wasn't that nice to him.M'lord. Whatever brings you out on this storm clouded evening?The nercomancer said bowing his head to Isen as he got out of the saddle, looking bemused and wondering how the hell he was going to do this. He'd planned on having to get to the castle to get him. Having him here in the city streets made things easier and more complicated all at once.
Thread: Dark Truth(moon/lady)

Isen sighed as he ran a hand through his long hair, annoyed more than anything else. the human men hadn't been of the Shadow kind at all, they where just dark wearing would be mercenaries back from their latest victory. they hadn't even been dangerous, just drunk and obnoxious. the rumors he had gotten had been blown way out of proportion and the villagers had already handled the problem. the men had been polite and courteous, if a little too loud and hyper, drunk as they where on Elvish alcohol, but there had been no reason at all for him to come out here. he shook his head a little as he headed for his Elvish horse, one of the fastest in the lands. no 'man horse' could ever compare to the Elvish bred horses, though the Shadow Kings horses came far too close for Isen's comfort. it was said that Keiran's specially bred horses, could match, and even overtake Elvish horses. Isen was safe here in the Elven lands though, no Shadow Man would dare come here. he had just been about to whistle for Sunmeadow, his horse, when he was stopped by a strange man cloaked in black, riding a horse just as black as the ink they used to write with. oh, a good day to you. Isen chirped cheerfully. he was always happy to see a friendly face, most elves where friendly though come to think of it. just a few out of proportioned rumors. i came down to deal with some Shadow Men that where bullying out Inn Keepers, and find that it's just a couple of drunk mercenaries singing too many loud songs. he grinned a little. honestly, i think the Inn Keepers where enjoying themselves just as much as the mercenaries where. he admitted with a shake of his head. still, if your seeking silence, i wouldn't suggest stopping at the Inn here. he warned, studying the dark man, his head tilted. don't i know you from somewhere? you seam familiar. he admitted stepping close, close enough to grab, close enough to strike, close enough to drug. whatever plan Loki had for the horridly innocent Elf Lord, it was the chance he needed.
Thread: Dark Truth(moon/lady)

Hmm, I will be seeking silence then.Loki said looking amused as he reached the horse, looking amused because it was true that his horse was no match for a elven horse, but they were close, far closer then any elf had even considered. Smirking as he raised a hand nodding.It has been a long time since you've seen me lord isen.He purred his hand flashing out and knocking the man out, dragging him up into the saddle with him, before turning and heading back towards darkhaven. Stopping for the night Loki smiled as he set the elf lord on the ground, letting the glamor go as he prepared dinner for them both.You know, you're older then I remember. Prettier to.He mused, looking amused as he turned the leg of deer he was cooking, remembering the one and only time they'd met, over crossed swords and in the heat of the last major battle between kerian and the rest of the world.
Thread: Dark Truth(moon/lady)

Isen blinked, looking a little baffled at the comment before he crumpled under the hand without a sound. he was limp in the saddle, but no one really thought anything of it. Isen often fell asleep in the saddle so the few people who noticed him simply thought he was headed for another border patrol issue and was taking a nap in preparation for the long night. by the time anyone realized the man was missing, it would be far, far too late. he groaned as he woke, his head pounding as he slowly shook his head. uuhng.. he hated waking up like this, he knew instantly that he'd been knocked out, something that hadn't happened since the Wars. your Loki! Isen managed to hiss, driving himself to his feet before staggering, dizzy as he collapsed back onto the ground. he scrabbled for his blade, only to find it had been stripped away from him. any weapon he might have used to defend himself with. what do you want with me you depraved bastard!? he demanded, getting to his feat and settling into a hand to hand stance, all too ready to kick Loki's ass... try to kick Loki's ass. and i'm only three thousand years of age, that's NOT old! for an elf, that was barley mid twenties really. he didn't want to remember about that last battle between him and Loki, Loki had kicked the elf's ass and only the arrival of more elves had saved the Lord from Death.