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Thread: Cummoner [ TriniMad x Sugo ]

He walked with her in tow with a slight smile on his face realizing how gullible this foolish Witch was, she clearly wasn't trained correctly and would soon see the errors of her ways. He marched her out of the market occasionally pointing towards things that where of basically no interest and making stuff up to keep her interested in her 'tour'. It took him about 5 minutes to walk her far enough that he was confident to execute his attack on this witch, they where on a fairly main road but that was fine, he was a guard and she was a threat to the city there was no worry for him. He turns, holding a large wooden blackjack.. Sorry little girl but we can't have Witches walking around our town, so no you can't stay here. He says with the sudden swing and hit of the weapon made to knock out the opponent over the head of the petite woman, he didn't hit with his full strength, he didn't want to kill her that was for the burning that would happen to her in public to show the town that their loyal guards caught another witch, but he most certainly hit her hard enough to knock her out. The woman in front of him dropped the items she was holding and collapsed in a heap on the ground, unconscious. A handful of other guards appeared from in the wings so to speak coming out of alleys and out of buildings moving over and collecting up the items to take them out of the way. Bljorn leaned down and grabbed the petite woman by the waist, lifting up her lifeless body and throwing it over his shoulder, carrying her like she was nothing. Take these things back to the townsfolk who gave it to her, and you come with me. he says pointing towards Gregory Tucker one of the local guardsmen who he was going to use to watch over the witch before she burnt tomorrow. After about a 5 minute walk with this petite woman over his large shoulders they arrive at the dungeons of the closest guard station, he moved her into a cell with manacles hanging from the ceiling which he wrapped around her small wrists hanging her from the roof like an animal, while she was left in the cell. Once she was firmly hung up he moved back grabbing a bucket of water which he threw at the unconscious girls face to bring her back around once she inevitable woke up to see the guard before him standing in this dirty dark stone prison cell Bjorn said. You will hang here until tomorrow Witch, then we will burn you at the stake in front of the townsfolk. We don't like Witches here. he says softly before turning around to his guardsmen, saying something under his breath but still understandable to Raelynn. Watch her, don't let her do anything dodgy and don't fall for her tricks. he says before marching out and slamming a wooden door behind him. Tucker locks the gate on the cell and stands with his back to the Witch in front of the bars making sure that he was vigilant for anyone who might come and attempt to break her out while he waited, doing his job, waiting for the time when his guard captain would return and tell him that it was time for her to burn.
Thread: Khan's Bride || ƒeral x rosita red

Aylia, princess of the kingdom sat quietly in her hastily constructed unmarked tent. Since she had left the palace without her father's approval, there had not been a royal procession, no added guards from their already thin ranks of defenders. Thus meaning there is no royal standard to announce her presence, or servants to attend to her... Her own preparations to journey out had been harried and hurried, rushing to put together deals what would get supplies the Tol'vari would find valuable. Some of the best of the kingdom's steel and horses, for instance. Steel could be hard to come by out on the plains, with the grass roots going so deep getting to where metals used for it are hard to find. Once the khan's scout had arrived, she had been offered food and drink from the caravan's supplies, still keeping with some formalities. Aylia had ordered no weapons to be shown, restricting those around for the meeting to short knives that she knows if it comes to combat wouldn't do much good against the fierce fighters. She rose from the simple folding chair that the captain of the caravan had provided her upon hearing the kodo's horn being blown. Her first step had been sending a message with khan's scout, dangling the carrot so to speak. She had mostly keep her traveling clothes on, changing only a few things to give herself a more boost her appearance. She had down up her mid back length, golden wheat hair into a tight braid laced with ribbon that ends in small bun. Although her clothing is sturdy, it still hugs to her frame, helping to highlight the feminine curves of her body. Practical leather and cotton clothing in blues and brown high light her pale skin, a striking difference to their guests that are about to arrive. Eyes the color of the finest peridots peer out from a delicate, almost girlish face, with high cheek bones and and a small pointed nose. Thin pale pink lips complete her visage, the one thing that she dislikes the most about her face. More food had been prepared for herself and the khan, always a good idea to start off no matter what the circumstances. The others in the caravan shifted nervously around the make shift camp, having only a small wooden travel table and a couple chairs to offer for such an important event. Now comes the time to put all that she knows about the nomads to use, which isn't much, truth be told. The fate of her kingdom rests on their assistance, so she can only go forward. She squared her shoulders and lifted her head, waiting for the khan to arrive.
Thread: Khan's Bride || ƒeral x rosita red

It was perhaps another minute before thick Kodo trunks came into view, all five beasts pulling to a stop a distance away from the make-shift camp. The Khan herself wore a casual grin, form relaxed and at ease as she gracefully leapt off her kodo, landing softly on the pads of her backpaws. Behind her, her Bloodsworn remained mounted, still as statues and silent as stone. They didn't snarl, but their mere visages and the great beasts they rode were enough to send any nearby horses into a whiny. The Tol'var did not have any particularly strong smell, at least, not to an elven nose, but animals instinctively knew to flee before superior predators. Hello, Princess, she greeted easily, striding up with chin held high and tail swishing side to side in curiosity. I am Salyn'tuya Khojin, a small laugh as she realized her Tol'vair name would have been nearly impossible for a Furless to pronounce, but you can call me Salyn. What's your name? As it were, the l was a curious mix between an l and an r and yet not quite either, the bestial way Salyn purred the sound difficult to replicate. She towered over Aylia, auric orbs gleaming with a mixture of interest and amusement. Not a single look was spared at the other Furless ones their trembling lacked novelty, and their scents weren't nearly as appealing. Although Salyn was not the one to initiate this meeting, she was quick to make herself right at home, pulling out a chair and sitting with lackadaisical grace. The chair looked almost too small beneath the tall Tol'var, and her tail curled around one of its legs, idly flickering to and fro. At such close proximity, the light only highlighted their differences. Her fur rolling plains of flame, the lethal grace with which she moved, the fangs revealed by an easy smile... Salyn helped herself to the food and drink, watching with a half-amused, half-curious simper for the princess to elucidate the reason for this meeting. Oh, she had a good guess of course. But there was power in making the elf say it.
Thread: Khan's Bride || ƒeral x rosita red

The elven princess is rather pleased that the grin faltered on the khan's face. Even at the most threatening, Aylia didn't dare flinch away. The bristle of the fur tells her that she had struck a nerve, a major one at that. She had played her hand, now she waits for the reaction that she knows is coming. She expected the reaction of having weapons pointed at her. True, she had spent some time doing some combat training, but she has no hope of dodging all the arrows from the khan's blood riders. Still, she wonders how fast the terrified traders could get out the cat's bane pollen into the air. She watched fascinated as Salyn raised a hand... So very different from her own kind. Her green eyes followed as the hand was lowered after the speech. Aylia kept her own face impassive, biting back a sight of relief as the other woman stood and called her wife. Now for a whole new set of challenges... She turned her attention back towards the caravan. Carry a letter back to my father. I have prepared it explaining what has happened. Ready my horse, she commanded, her heart starting to race. She doesn't know for sure exactly what she had given herself to, only that it would be vastly different from all that she had ever known. After a few moments of the members of the caravan starting at her in shock, Aylia snapped Now, if you please, which got them moving. A few minutes later she set out on top of her own mount, a steady grey coated gelding with white spots on his flank, her packs of belongings hung around his saddle. She resisted the urge to look back, instead giving the gelding an urging on with her heels. She doubts that the khan and her guards could have gotten far, especially since kodos are quite visible. She had a guess where the main camp of the Tol'vari had been located currently, but out in the stretching plains away from the trade routes she could be lost for days.
Thread: Sister, brother & friend...YIM

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Thread: Hot, sexy, athletic (regular and superheroines) {nsfw}

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Thread: Of Memories, Destiny and Scorn (Mephilis&loneiysong)

Honey colored eyes watched from the darkness. She had somehow found a way to track the hero. That was how she knew her old friend Septis would revive. A large smile found its way to her Lynx mouth and she looked around. Now all she had to do was find Septis. It was always the same, the hero would herald the coming of Septis by a headache or a seizure of some sort. Yes, Septis would be a friendly site to see, and he would likely need some provisions. He always awoke in the middle of nowhere, somewhere where the humans would not know of the gods shame. Ohh but Chamile savored it, reveled in it. The gods had been stupid to turn their back on their kind. Chamile was the only female to survive because she had clothed herself as a man and had joined ranks with Septis. That was where they had become friends. She had saved his life and he had saved hers. It was a partnership of sorts. Yes, she would need to find him. She ran home to throw some things into a bag. Grabbing what she affectionately called the Awakening bag that had all the needed up to date items that he would need, she shut her eyes running her hand along a large map and stopped on a place not too far. But it was the desert. Growling, she took off for the nearest airport. It was no problem for the lynx. She had a good job as a writer of the tales and adventures that she had shared with Septis. He was a hero a modern hero of people who had good taste of books. The plane ride was quick and as she stepped off she ran face first into another anthro. She was a beautiful white tigress. Her jaw dropped. Septis had told Chamile several times of the beauty that was Septis and even showed her a picture. This was the woman. Her eyes twitched and she knew then that she had to find Septis quickly. ----- Rose was on a trip to help some anthros in a poor poverished part of the desert. They needed healing and to be helped. She was a nurse. She was reaching up for her carry on when a lynx standing at 5'6 ran into her. Rose was 6'0 so it didn't bother her. She smiled at the woman who looked at her as if she had lobsters crawling out of her ears. Rose tried to place the woman as she scurried off to no avail. Shrugging, she finished gathering her belongings and walked off the plane and was greeted by the desert heat.
Thread: Of Memories, Destiny and Scorn (Mephilis&loneiysong)

Septis must have wondered for hours, in the blazing heat that would have claimed the life of a mortal man, but his immortal form did not waver. He continued to march across the lifeless wasteland, silver eyes continually scanning the area around him. He felt confident that Chamile would find him eventually, she was never far way after he awoke. He never quite understood, or questioned how she could zero in on him so quickly, but he certainly enjoyed having a faithful, timeless ally by his side. If truth, where it not for the fact that his shattered heart eternally longed for his lost love, Saria, he would have likely felt a bit more intimate about the Lynx. Looking up at the sun, he sighed once more, it looked bright, must be blazing, but to the grey feline it felt lukewarm. Taking a look around again, Septis beheld the vast emptiness, a prologue, to what he intended to do to the world around him. His thoughts drifted to his metallic continent, that mass of metal that floats out on the ocean. A smile came to his face as he recalled the final battle of his war, when the contemptible human and the surviving Gods rallied together to subdue him. He knew that defeat was inevitable, thanks to his Eternium Eye, an actual eye belonging tot he Primordial God, that he used to replace one of his own. It allowed him to see the infinite possibilities in time, and it also allowed him to show possible futures to anyone who gazed into it. Often using the latter power to show them a vision of doom at his hands, to shake them. Infusing its gaze into his two faced sword, he can literally rip someone's soul form their body temporarily, forcing them to watch helplessly as he kills them. He missed that eyes, it was buried with his true shape, that perfect body that he had no inhabited for some ages. He would have it back, and his world breaking, God slaying sword, and then, he would tear the Deities themselves from their little kingdom and plunge the world into a new age, free from their pretentious rule. But first... he needed to get out of this desert... and he needed clothes...
Thread: Of Memories, Destiny and Scorn (Mephilis&loneiysong)

Championed rented a air conditioned vehicle that would keep her cool as she went. She also kept a large ice chest in the back filled with things that would keep her content and comfortable. She drove out into the desert letting her instincts guide her. After hours of driving she saw his form on the horizon. All during the drive she wondered how best to tell Septis that Saria was reincarnated. Her heart was beating in her chest. There was no good way to do this but she knew that he would want to know. With a deep breath she leaned over to the passenger side window and rolled it down. Hey there buddy you look lost. She pulled down her glasses and winked. Hop in.
Thread: Of Memories, Destiny and Scorn (Mephilis&loneiysong)

Septis had started to become annoyed with the desert, a low growl coming from his throat as he kicked up a bit of dust. Quickly bringing his large hands, complete with sharp claws against the airborne dirt. After a few swipes, he heard a sound, like an angry beast, coming toward him. The last age in which he had been awake, there where not vehicles, so this was completely alien to him, but it sounded like an animal. Tensing up his muscular form, Septis ignited a crimson aura around himself, preparing to fight. He lowered his guard a bit, when he saw the machine. He was unfamiliar with cars, but he knew a thing or two about machines. Only the machines of his time where powered by magic, not oil and gas. As the window rolled down, a strange sight was seen, a smile came across his face. Perhaps I am. He said before trying to crawl in through the open window, but he was simply too broad. It would take some trial and error befor ehe finally managed to open the door and get in.
Thread: Of Memories, Destiny and Scorn (Mephilis&loneiysong)

She chuckled and then opened the door for him. Handing him a bag that was full of clothes she leaned back and watched him. Reaching into the cooler she got out a bottle of water. Opening it, she handed it to him and then cleared her throat and looked up at Septis and bit her lip harder. She knew the sooner she told him the better. Septis, my old friend, I have something I must confess to you. Chamille cleared her throat and took a long drink of her own water and raised her sunglasses to her forehead as she waited to drive in case he needed to freak out or get out. Saria is reincarnated. She chewed on her lip and watched him careful for his reaction.
Thread: Of Memories, Destiny and Scorn (Mephilis&loneiysong)

Septis was a bit surprised by the clothing of this age, looking over it with a mixture of awe and disgust. He had always been partial to armor, and this just was not up to his expectations. With an unhappy growl he began to slide the things on, a white muscle shirt, black overcoat, blue jeans, black boots and some black fingerless gloves. Luckily for him Chamile had cut a hole int he pants for his long grey tail. Another growl came form him as he looked himself over, this was the attire of a weakling, of a human, but it would do... for now. What? He asked as she spoke, his voice was deep, powerful, but oddly smooth. Watching how she opened the water bottle, Septis mimicked her and began to take a drink. Then she told him... Saria, the shock ran through his body like a tidal wave, causing him to spit up the water he was drinking. Taking a few deep breaths, he watched as the water dripped and slid from the windshield. You must be joking? Are you sure? How do you know it is actually her!?
Thread: Of Memories, Destiny and Scorn (Mephilis&loneiysong)

She swallowed and looked at him as the torrent of questions came. Grabbing a tissue from one of the pockets of her sachel, she began to wipe the windshield and looked at him. I just know alright? You talk about her enough. And she just so happened to be traveling to the spot where you awakened? Septis, I might not be as wise as you are on the battlefield, but I am not completely hopeless. She looked at him and then sat back and wiped her face and then thought chewing on her lip. If you don't believe me. She finally spoke. I can take you to where she is if you promise not to do anything rash. She watched him carefully.
Thread: Of Memories, Destiny and Scorn (Mephilis&loneiysong)

With a low growl, the large male listened to the smaller female, he tended to trust her judgement, being for all intents and purposes a Goddess. Ironic that he loathed Gods, yet his closest ally was one, it seemed there was always an exception. But why would Saria be reincarnated? After all this time, it is doubtful his enemies knew of her existence, or they would have used her against him long ago. No, he couldn't accept her word this time, not on this, she would have to prove it. With another growl, the grey panther would crush the water bottle in his hand, sending more water about, getting his new clothes wet as he looked over at her and spoke, Take me to her.