Thread: Rise of The Mercenary King (MasterOfWhispers and Fancy_Brat)

In a flash of light Fiona appeared right beside the Elven Girl. A twisted smile on her lips. The blond goddess's eyes turned from green to crimson as she spoke to her I'm not letting some no name mercenary have you! I don't care if even has my sister's blessings. None are worthy of your beauty and enchantment! The Girl's voice was cold and cruel, even dark. That's quite unlike you Sister A voice called echoing within the dark chamber. It was gentle and warm. Very controlled and mature. Big Sis what's gotten into you Another voice called. It was naive and youthful Yet very energetic. Your scaring me! Mist began to gather around the chamber. To the point where it seemed like the entire room was fogged up. After a few minutes, the mist subsided and appearing before the goddess, were two figures. One With Green Hair and one with Crimson colored hair. Both of them giving the girl a disapproving look Diana! Alena! How dare you enter my domain! Fiona responded outraged. Really last time I checked. This tower belongs or rather once belonged to a certain mortal. A mortal I might add you had an affair with. Need I remind you that this particular mortal shifted your entire being! Red-haired Diana said with a bit of disdain on her face After that incident we had to return to the Great Mountain to heal you Sister. It took hundreds of years but you were finally back to being the Goddess of Love and fertility as opposed to...The green haired Alena went on before Fiona interrupted Don't remind dear Sister. Fiona's voice was raised even higher as she spoke. Humanity is corrupt with it's violence and vices. Its... Its... Fiona's voice went in an near whisper Lusts... The way she said lusts, it wasn't with scorn or hatred. There was a certain Caress in her tone when she said it. However, this did not escape the other two goddess' attention. Upon hearing this Alena shook her head. Hmph, I can't believe. this. Alena said with an exasperated tone. Diana shook her head. It is to be expected. Goddess of Fetish and Pleasures is the title Fiona took along with her current role after that incident. Only way she could cure that corruption. Diana paused thoughtfully. And here I was looking forward to straight forward ceremony with yet another Champion protecting our disciples. Nothing's ever easy though. Diana's head turned to Fiorina. An apologetic smile on her face . I am sorry for what my sister has put you through. It seems though that Hawk must partake in a certain ritual before he can fully take your hand in marriage. Please bare with it. Alena huffed and was about to chastise Fiona further before Diana stopped her. We have blessed a grand champion. Think of this as a slight detour before he truly represent or three way blessing. Lets return sister. The two goddess walked out leaving Fiona and Fiorina alone once again. The blond goddess' approaching the girl in a menacing manner. Her hands grabbing at her chin. Once he fails you'll be mine, and.. and I'll. As she spoke and manipulated her hand around the elf's body the Goddess' hair turned black. The portal appeared at the towers entrance Hawk, Remilia and Mimi walking from it's depths. Hawk looked at his two brides and at the room around them. His expression thoughtful. Straight forward enough. We up and We'll find our princess. Ready you two? Climbing the towers steps was a bit of a chore. However, with what's one the line Hawk was more then willing to bare any burden to save the princess. Though others have initially found the girl to be spoiled and bratty. Hawk found himself drawn to her for another reason. There was something about the elven girl. A mystery that Hawk himself wanted to discover. Yes she was spoiled but there had to be more then that. After an Hour or so of climbing they finally reached a stone door. With a strange picture or diagram on it. The picture depicted a women chained against a wooden board, and right next to the picture a whip. The dark haired man opened the door to find the very drawn objects with a dimly lit room. At the center of the room, was a small slab of stone with an inscription written on it The lashes of a brides flesh shall appease her hunger for pain. The licking of the bride's wounds shall boil her blood. The moans of bride shall put her to sleep She's can't be series? Is she really the goddess of love and fertility? Hawk mused, looking at the other two girls. There was another two door just beyond this chamber, but it was made of stone and carved with ancient text and letters.