A berserker’s voyage (Closed for milkmaiden38, and Shadowlace)

[Shadowlace]

From the Street slipped in a tall but lithe traveler steps into the warm bustling tavern. The cloak on her seemed to try to soak up the shadow and color of their surroundings. It was a strange trick that sought something illusory but struggled in this environment. Atop the right shoulder clinging to the folds was a large raven. Unlike its perch her feathers were like staring into the starless void. The Raven looked about and gave a couple soft cahs.

The figure seemed to move but no sound was heard except the simple thunk of the darkwood staff in a delicate hand. The delicate hand was a stark contrast of the wood. Delicate and alabaster the hand seemed that it belonged to a woman, or a delicate man. Strangely the figure continued forward towards the bar,

Half way in, a large moss furred dog appeared following the figure. It was at its shoulder at least three feet in height. Its head was blocky with perky points for ears. The tail was long and excited, wagging like the happy creature it seemed to be. As it did it looked around cautiously eyeing those who seemed to follow the figure before it.

At the bar the figure pulled back the hood just enough to show her face. The revelation of delicate soft features on a perfect heart shaped face seemed to make the bartender blink. The creature before him was a High Elf. THough only those behind the bar could see, the angular features struck the man. Though Alabaster she was not alabaster, but like most High Elves seemed to have an ethereal aura about them

“I am Dru, do you have any food and lodgings for a weary traveler?’ came delicate musical notes.

“ I could use some if you have them available.” The Raven looks to the bartender then the Elf.

“My lady, he should. Though you will have to pay” The raven said in the strange speech of a crow.

“Right, I forget Blume” Dru says as she opens her cloak a bit revealing the lavender silk gown showing a hint of the smooth alabaster skin beneath. When she comes back with nothing she sighs.

“Apologies, I will move along” the elf says as she turns her face now more visible to those around. Those who peered with insight into this being would notice two emerald eyes looking down slightly downtrodden. This seemed to make the Raven, Blume, and the strange Dog to become alert and ready.

 

[Nico231]

Asbjorn stared at the High Elf that entered the bar, sipping his Grey Earl Tea, he attempted to gather as much information as he could about her. Her skin an alabaster color, bordering on ghost white, her beautiful golden braids, emerald eyes, and her two animal companions.

He was weary of the girl who called herself “Dru”, she was quite tall but slender, like a deer. He stared at the raven and dog next, they were unique companions, but not uncommon with traveling High Elves. He sighed, then turned back to Gilda and Bilynn, waiting for Bilynn to explain herself.

He knew to keep his rage under control, at least for now, since the consequences of a berserker’s rage could prove most dire. He had memories of killing an entire tavern once since he let his barbaric rage loose. Seeing the High Elf armed with a couple of weapons, it gave him an idea.

He looked back at her and signaled for her to come over, he was gonna try and recruit her, since it was much safer to travel in a group of four, than three.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gilda

“Well, good morning to you” Gilda said to Asbjorn before Bilynn could answer. Chiding him a little for not saying good morning, before going after Bilynn. “I think you should just knock some sense into her!” Gilda recommended

“Asbjorn, I’m sorry for what I did.” Bilynn started to answer his question

“Yes, she is sorry now. That is because I caught her. I had a sense she was no good and decide to wait and see what she did. Caught her red handed.” Gilda explained. “Here are the coins she stole, and I have added 100 gold pieces to welcome you to my team.” She handed Asbjorn a heavy sack of coins.

“Asbjorn, Gilda, I have not been totally truthful to either of you.” Bilynn started to explained. Then she noticed the person at the bar. She quickly hid her face.

Asbjorn made things worse by wave the high elf over to their table. There was no way, Bilynn could hide anymore.

“Crap… why did you do that” She whispered to Asbjorn in frustration. Seeing no way out, Bilynn quickly said “I was banished from the elven circle for dating an orc. A taboo act.”

Gilda took a sip from her coffee “Oh this just gets better and better!”

 

[Nico231]

Asbjorn took a deep breath, “Bilynn, you stole my coins that I worked hard for by killing giant hordes of Goblins, Kobolds, and marauders. Stealing on its own is something an Ogrun like myself hates more than anything. I will let it slide, but just know that if you steal from me again...” He cracked his knuckles extremely loudly, catching everyone’s attention. “I’ll break you like a twig.” He took the sack, and then grabbed the 100 extra coins out, sliding them back to Gilda. “Keep your money, I might lose it in the heat of battle.”

He looked at Bilynn, “You’ll face your punishment in due time. In the meantime, if we get this High Elf here to join as well, we could take down a dragon, save a town, and swim in a fuck ton of gold!” He took another sip, then turned to Gilda. “I’ll join your crew, and I recommend we take Bilynn along as punishment. She could prove useful if we have no money and need new shit.”

He took his cloak off and put it on Bilynn, so it would cover her ears, and reduce suspicion from the High Elf. “I’ll either get her help, or she’ll leave without messing with you, I promise.” He looked at Dru, his face fully exposed to her, he took another sip and waited for her to come over.

 

[Shadowlace]

As Dru was leaving a man in a strange bear cap gestured to her. This elicited a pause. The tall but delicate wisp stopped a look of confusion on her face. Instinctually her free hand moved and placed her fingers about the hilt of her marriage knife. After a few seconds she would come slowly over.

“Are you sure you want to engage with that, Bear? And it seems his busty companions” Blume the Raven says in an eerie whisper.

“I shall hear them out, I am in need of aid and maybe they can aid me” Drusilla says to her familiar having traveled weeks in the deep woods with just a bit of wit and cunning.

“True, though why these ruffians” countered the raven, its voice with concern.

Drusilla managed to get to the edge of their table. At the table she inclined her head to each of those sitting at it. After that she smiles as she reaches up and removes her hood. Cascades of platinum and gold hair appear with braids falling forth freed of the fabric that clung to it. As the hood fell so too did the cloaks struggle with shadow and light, its gray brown coming to the forefront. This led to the cloak broach that of a sapphire butterfly glistening in the tavern light.

“Hello all, I am Blume, Lady Drusilla’s familiar. The Cooshee is Moss, Lady Dru’s bonded animal and protector.” The raven said in the eerie way all the ravens and crows spoke.

Before the raven Blume could continue Drusilla spoke. “ Blume is correct, I am Lady Drusilla…” She paused and then continued.” Just Drusilla for now. I am in need of companions to journey with. I was separated from my party via raid. I have wondered for a long time how to get here. Thankfully my skills and items have brought me safely here.”

Moss backed and Drusilla smiled a heavenly smile that could light up the room under the right circumstances. The woman opened her cloak more to let her other hand free to pet the beast. This exposed the lithe dancer's frame that was beneath the cloak. Lavender silk clung to it, exposing the soft alabaster skin beneath. Slender hips, firm breasts and legs. She was like one of the women often depicted in paintings.

“And Moss too. I can’t forget my most stalwart of companions” She continues to pet the dog her side exposed, despite the fact the sheer silk showing those around her the nubile flesh beneath

 

[Nico231]

He listened to the raven Blume, surprised that it could speak, but it was a familiar so it wasn’t too far outside the realm of possibility. “Nice to meet you Drusilla, I’m Asbjorn, Berserker of the Skallkross Tribe. These here are my two traveling companions.” He pointed to Gilda and Bilynn.

“If you’re looking for a band of travelers to go with, we might be that group, with a rogue, a sorceress, and a barbarian to watch your back. However, we already have a place we need to go and that’s Hulnoque Swamp, a notoriously dangerous place.” He looked into her emerald green eyes with his dark blue eyes.

“I know you have a place you need to get to, so how about we make a deal Drusilla?” He stood from the table, towering over the slender High Elf. “If you join us on our quest, I guarantee we will help you with yours, and if these two don’t, then I will. Plus it’s safer to travel in a group of 4.” He held his hand out as a sign of trust, hoping the fair elf would accept his offer.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gilda

Gilda really felt she had lost control of the situation and her quest. Asbjorn had taken over. First he asked that thief, Bilynn, to join them. Now he invited a coinless, wandering elf and her zoo of animals! These people she did not want or trust. She needed to regain control.

“It is a pleasure to meet you, Drusilla, Blume, and Moss.” Gilda started off pleasantly. “I’m sorry Asbjorn waved you over here, as you see, our traveling party is full and there is no need for additional people and animals”

“Full?” Bilynn asked “What you and Asbjorn?”

“Yes” Gilda replied with confidence. “Remember that great tale about the ring of power. It was just the two halflings, Frodo and Sam. Two. That is all that was required.”

“What? That is not true. What about the fellowship, there were 9 members. Even in Mordor, there was Gollum, later the eagles.” Bilynn countered,

The debate between Gilda and Bilynn was interrupted as a man stepped into the tavern and said loudly “Better start cooking and open another keg, there is a platoon of Dragonholde soldiers headed this way.

“Oh shit” Gilda said. “I really wanted to finish this coffee” Then an idea popped in her head.

“Hey, Asbjorn… which version of me do you find most attractive.” Gilda asked

Witch
https://rule34.xxx/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=8787395

Sorceress
https://rule34.xxx/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=8715530

Pirate
https://rule34.xxx/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=7671643

 

[Nico231]

Asbjorn was certain that Bilynn, and Drusilla would be able to help them not just on the quest, but also the escape from Greenhorne. “Listen Gilda, there’s no way you’re getting out of Greenhorne alone, you should trust both of them, otherwise the town will be a bloodbath if it’s just me assisting you."

He sighed and crushed his cup of tea in his hand, to relieve the stress, and not go berserk. Blood trickled from his palm as the shards and blood fell onto the table. He looked around at all 3 of the women now that he had their attention. “Listen up you three, Dragonholde has a fierce army by Aerovia’s standards, so we can’t underestimate them; especially not their elite soldiers, The Dragoons. We can’t go charging in for a fight, as much as I’d like that. We also can’t sneak Gilda out of here with a simple disguise, it has to be not only convincing, but we must ensure the guards don’t question it.”

He continued, “This town is known for the traffic of adventurers that swarm into this place, so we need to disguise Gilda, or any of you that are being chased after. For something that would scare the knights into not checking you... The witch would be the best for the plan, Greenhorne is known for its potion ingredients.” He also found the witch outfit the most attractive, but didn’t want to say that out loud. “Is anyone else here being hunted for some reason? If you are then you may want to disguise yourselves to be safe.”

He locked his sapphire blue eyes onto Gilda, “Drink your coffee, get changed, and meet me here in a little bit, once you’re out here, I’ll try to distract the soldiers so you three can squeak by unnoticed. Once we’re safely out of reach of Dragonholde’s soldiers, we can discuss who’s going to Hulnoque Swamp. Sound like a plan?”

He grabbed his cloak from Bilynn and put it on, then he looked around, seeing how each one of them felt about the plan.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gilda

Gilda downed her coffee.

“Ok… we are a team for now” Gilda reluctantly agreed. “Asbjorn, no killing my father’s soldiers. They are just following orders. I’ll meet you... out back.” Gilda cautioned and walked away from the table.

Bilynn

“I’m good. Just banished, no one is hunting me” Bilynn told Asbjorn.

Elderberry Tavern

Six men entered the tavern. Dressed in chainmail shirt and armored leathers, shields strapped to their backs. Their uniforms covered their arms and legs, but the bulges showed muscles everywhere. Each carried a quality long sword and hanging from their belts a long knife. These were Dragoon soldiers, bold and brave.

Their leader approached the bar. His armored boots sounding loudly off the wooden floor. Asbjorn could smell horse on the men. There were a few muttered curses and fearful faces in the bar.

“Barkeep, Capt Stagsplitter, of the 23rd Dragoon Platoon. There was a report of a mage here last night that fits the description of Princess Gilda. We know she is a royal pain in the ass, and we are here to take her home. Tell us what room she is in and we’ll be on our way.” He told the barkeep.

 

[Nico231]

He sighed in disappointment, as he was ready to show the city of Dragonholde what Ogrund was made of. When Gilda left, he turned to the two elves, uncertain what to make of Drusilla. “So a High Elf, and a Wood Elf... I’ll admit I’ve never worked with elves before, so I hope you guys are as strong as the stories say.”

He listened to the Dragoon Captain, and after the Captain made his request, he looked around to see the reactions the people had to Capt. Stagsplitter. He realized no one was happy that the town of Greenhorne was being held in a chokehold by Dragonholde’s forces. Suddenly, a very sinister idea began to take shape in his mind.

He observed the tavern patrons to find out who was the most ticked off about Dragonholde occupation of Greenhorne, and after a few seconds of looking, he found the one. A paladin by the name of Jordan Luxor. Asbjorn could tell that underneath his shiny white armor, was a man seething with anger.

He looked to Bilynn, “I think I figured out the distraction. See that paladin over there? Take his sword, and place it by the Captain, that’ll be the catalyst to start a fight, which will make an enormous distraction without even getting my hands dirty. Let’s wait until Gilda gets back though.” He was quite proud of his idea, as it would do its job, and he wouldn’t be involved, so they could all sneak out.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Bilynn

Bilynn listened to Asbjorn plan for the distraction. It would work… but it was very hard to steal a paladin’s sword. It was like trying to weigh a man’s balls without him noticing. Fighters and paladin were training to never forget where their sword was. A paladin was even worse as they are sworn to uphold justice and righteousness, to stand with the good things of the world against the encroaching darkness, and to hunt the forces of evil wherever they lurk.

He had spells he could use to discover who took the sword and could follow that up with lots of “smiting” magic. Bilynn was in no mood to get smited, or blamed for starting a fight. Finally, if there was a full platoon of dragoons in town, that was minimum of 20 soldiers, maybe as high as 40.

“Asbjorn, That might work, but I have a different idea” Bilynn said with glee in her eyes. Her idea took care of getting Gilda out of town unnoticed. It also knocked Gilda off her, I’m better than you attitude. Finally, provided Bilynn a little payback for the trick the mage pulled on her this morning.

“We use and dung cart” Bilynn suggested

Asbjorn gave her a curious look.

“There are several carts filled with feces taken out of town each day. Human mainly, but horse and any other feces cleaned up. We get Gilda to hide under the feces and she breaths through a wooden straw. No one ever checks under the poop. You push the cart, and Drusilla and I follow, push other garbage being taken out of town. Blume (Drusilla raven) can be pick at the garbage, and Moss following hoping we drop a meat scrap. What do you think?” Bilynn asked hoped he would agree.

 

[Nico231]

He listened to her idea, and chuckled at the proposition. “I see what you’re driving at, Bilynn, Alright, let’s do it. I’ll make sure to help Gilda clean off afterwards.” He stood up from his seat, and looked at Bilynn, “I’ll go grab Gilda.”

He went out the door leading to the side alley where he came across Gilda, who had changed her appearance, her hair red like a carnation, a witch’s hat, and her clothes showing off her curvaceous figure. He stood there with his mouth agape, too stunned at her beauty to speak for a few seconds.

“Holy shit... You’re gorgeous!” He said out loud, before snapping back to reality, “Anyways, we have a plan. I saw a witch get interrogated by the guards so my original idea is moot. However, we found something you could use to get out of here.” He pointed to a dung cart. “I know it’s very low quality for royalty such as yourself, but desperate times call for desperate measures.”

He took a step closer and took the hat. “I’ll make sure this stays spotless for you, and if we get out of here, I’ll see to it that I clean you off in whatever body of water we can find, promise?” He took her hand and brought her back into the tavern. He looked at Bilynn and Drusilla, “Are we ready? Because it’s time for action!”

 

[Shadowlace]

Drusilla watchedand wondered what sort of strangeness this was about. It was almost as if her presence was the issue. Worry struck the princess as the others quickly sought to oust her. Quickly that passed. The Bear of a man seemed to be in charge. Was it his physical prowess, or was his dangerous aura.

Then the man spoke of the difference between Sylvan and her people she giggled. “ Not sure what you think you’ve heard.but Sylvan are actually quite agile and incredible woodsmen. We high elves are more common” She says as she then began to see the rest of the events unravel.


Blume spoke “I believe the soldiery is after our companion”

Drusilla blinks and nods to Blume.

“Yes, we should…” She let it hang as her companions began to spring into action. As she does Gilda the Sorceress. Seemed to not like the idea Asbjorn proposes with Bilynn. Drusilla sees the benefits of the plan, as well as the complaint. Oddly enough Dru had spells to clean such grime. Unfortunately that wouldn’t help get her into a literal heap of shit. So the craft elven maid flipped up her hood and headed towards Gilda.

As she navigated through the throng of patrons. Thanks to her elven items of stealth Drusilla seemed to go unnoticed. It was also years of training avoiding having to be in those etiquette classes. This skill paid off as she reached the busty blonde and taps the sorceress on the shoulder.


“Excuse me,Um, Hi” Drusilla says as she then speaks quickly in the strange covenant heavy Elvish. Add in layered double speech speeding the incantation. What would have taken about 3 minutes instead managed to condense the spell into a single minute the Elvish maid then tapped the Sorceress with the tip of her staff letting the blow and the powerful slumber spell take effect. Thankfully Moss would help Dru with the now asleep sorceress.

“What do I do now?” Drusilla said and Blume nodded, flying to Asbjorn.

The raven perched on the bear cowled warriors shoulder and leans down to speak. “Excuse me, Bear Warrior, but my mistress is struggling with our drunk compatriot. Assistance is needed, please follow me.”

With that the Raven flies back towards Drusilla and the passed out Sorceress.

 

[Nico231]

Asbjorn went over to Gilda, following after Blume, and he stood before the now unconscious sorceress, and hoisted her over his shoulder. Asbjorn carried her like she weighed nothing. “So we’re sneaking her out via the waste cart. I’ll get her something so she can breathe without inhaling shit.” He swiped a wooden straw from the bar and popped it into Gilda’s mouth so she could breathe.

He undressed the unconscious sorceress so she’d at least have clean vestments for when she washed off. He looked at Drusilla, an awkward smile on his face. “I’m not a pervert, I swear! I just want to ensure her vestments are clean for when she comes to.” He used to work on people’s farms for money back in Ogrund, so he knew how to handle the smell.

He handed Gilda’s clothes to Drusilla, as well as her hat. He started digging a trough into the shit so he could place Gilda in comfortably, and then conceal her. Once he placed her inside, he buried her in it, taking care to not cover up her breathing apparatus.

He grabbed the cart and started pulling it to the edge of town. “Follow me you two.” Once they reached the eastern end of town he was stopped by a Dragoon. “Woah there pal, why’re you leaving town?” Asbjorn looked down at the guard. “I have to get this shit out of here, it’s been stinking up the town for a few days now!” The guard plugged his nose since the stench burned his nostrils, “Go right on through sir.”

Asbjorn began pulling the cart out of town, with Bilynn and Drusilla following closely behind. After they got out of earshot, he exclaimed, “That was brilliant Bilynn! And thanks for your contributions as well Drusilla, I couldn’t have done it without you guys. I probably would’ve killed the guards in a blind rage.”

They walked east for about an hour before he stopped and set the cart down, then he grabbed Gilda out of the shit, and slung her over his shoulder, he carried her naked body without the cart for another 30 minutes before he set her down on the grass, “This will be camp for tonight, so let’s wait for Gilda to wake up.”

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gilda

Gilda woke up naked and smelling like shit. She also kind of felt like shit too. The last thing she remembered was getting ready to tell Bilynn and Asbjorn… "Hey, I'm willing to do a lot of shit... but not be covered in it!"

But before she could protest, she fell asleep.

Next to her on the ground was a bar of soap, towel, and her clothing. True to his word, Asbjorn had protected her clothing. He was a good guy, when not covering you in shit. She saw a small camp site and Bilynn waving at her.

“The stream is just over there. Wash up and join us” Bilynn call out.

“I’m so going to get her back for this” Gilda whispered to herself.

Then she grabbed the towel, soap and clothing, stood up and proudly walked to the river. If anyone was watching… she did not sly away from displaying her abundant charms. She was comfortable with her body and looked relaxed, confident, as she showed them her bare exposed ass. It was prefect, as her slim waist and “cute’ small of her smooth sexy back. But what was most catching was the way, even from behind that her enormous bust peeked into view as her chest swayed.

Ten Minutes later

Glida in her witch outfit joined the others around the small camp.

“I’d like to thank all of you for saving me” Gilda said as she sat down. “I know you all put yourselves at risk for me and I appreciate it.”

It was a comment that at least Bilynn was not expecting.

 

[Nico231]

Asbjorn got turned on from Gilda’s naked strut. When she returned, Asbjorn stood up, “I’ll go get some logs for a fire, you three stand guard so no one sneak attacks the camp.” He turned away from the now red headed Princess and the Elves, vanishing into the thick wooded grove. He grabbed his axe and brandished it as he walked.

A few minutes later he came across a tree, standing tall and wide. With a few mighty swings of the axe, he felled the tree, then he began to hack it into logs. He returned to camp site, hoisting six logs over his shoulders, three on each one. “Here we are.” He set them up in the fireplace, then went back out in search of food.

He saw a young deer and threw his axe at it, the deer had been hit in the lung, if it was going to run, it wouldn’t get far. He dealt the finishing blow after removing the axe, and brought the deer carcass back to camp. “Tonight on the menu is venison, it’s earthy, savory, and slightly sweet.” He looked around.

 

[Shadowlace]

Drusilla walked with the others. When they arrived at a nice place to rest, she sent out Moss and Blume to forage and hunt. As she waited she looked at the camp and wondered what they would eat.. As the Sorceress bathed Drusilla eyes the others.

“Bilynn I love your hair, and your outfit you look completely different then the Wood elves I’ve Met!” Drusilla says with a smile as she reaches over and touches Bilynns leg. As Drusilla did she blushed and then looked away and down.

“Sorry” the elf maid said as she jerked her hand away and stammered. “...I..um…I…should have asked.”

Drusilla wasn’t one for conversation. She had lived a pretty sheltered life. Unless it was a scheduled time with her parents, or a sibling she mostly talked to her servants and guardsmen. It was awkward, she was awkward. As Drusilla sat there and gilda came back Drusilla waved.

“ Welcome back Gilda” Drusilla says as she then raises an eyebrow.

“Do you not know any cleaning and freshening spells?” She says wondering what type of magic the woman knew.

Then Asbjorn left to hunt and thats when Moss and Blume came back with a pair of rabbits. The Dog placed the rabbits at Drus feet and Blume declared.

“Success Mistress” the Raven took its perch back on the staff as she sat there and looked at the two other women.

“So are either of you married? Or Romantic?” I have….” She stopped speaking as Asbjorn returned and Drusilla seemed to pull back up her hood and sit silently.

 

[Nico231]

He dropped the deer carcass on the ground with a thud, and took notice of the rabbits, “It’s tough meat, but it’ll suffice.” He used the blade of his axe to slice the skin off of one rabbit, then he pulled the skin off the little bunny, he used some sinew to string it over the fireplace.

“Let’s smoke the bunnies to preserve them, and eat the deer together.” Then he repeated the process with the other bunny. He began working on the deer, removing the fur, splitting it apart, then setting it over the fire. He started getting a fire going, he began banging rocks together, but none of the rocks had flint in them.

He tried for a few minutes to no avail, which ticked him off. He threw the stones over the trees in anger. He knew how to start fires, but the rocks in Aerovia didn’t have as much natural flint as the ones back in Ogrund.

He grabbed another pair of stones and tried again. “Hey Drusilla, tell me a bit about yourself, you seem like you haven’t experienced as many battles as Bilynn or even Gilda... What’s your story?” He got a few sparks off the rocks and started a small ember in the fireplace, which lead to him gently blowing on it to grow the flame.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Bilynn

Bilynn had been looking at Drusilla with a little bit of lust in her eyes. She had done it from a distance, and had not realized the high elf might have noticed. But Drusilla was tall, athletic, and blessed with that beautiful blonde hair. There was one other thing that turned her on. Drusilla was powerful. There was a big power imbalance between Bilynn, a simple wood elf, and Drusilla a powerful spell caster and high elf.

When Drusilla placed her hand on her leg, she was dumbfounded. She could not, at first, believe it. She might have a chance to get with the high elf. She smirked and thought to herself “I might be a simple wood elf, but I have bigger breasts, know all about sex, that might puts me in the driving seat”

Drusilla pulled her hand away

“That felt nice” Bilynn whispered back to her, to let her know it was ok. The whole encounter made her pussy tingle between her thighs.

Then the moment passed and Gilda was back

 

[Nico231]

He continued blowing on the embers until the flame began to grow, the wood started to burn, making a bright and strong flame. Asbjorn watched in delight as the venison roasted over the fire, and the smoke that billowed up from the flames was smoking the rabbit meat.

“In a few hours, the rabbits should be smoked enough to be eaten over the course of a few days.” He had witnessed Bilynn and Drusilla’s interaction just before he left to hunt. He flipped the deer over so the other side could cook, as he flipped it over, he revealed the cooked side which was a medium rare brown with black grill marks on the surface of the venison.

The meat released an amazing smell, and while everyone enjoyed the meaty aroma, Asbjorn started looking over his shoulder. He was looking at the bushes, through the trees, he observed the entire area around them, as if he was anticipating an attack now that the smell of meat permeated the forest.

 

[Shadowlace]

Drusilla blushed as Bilynn spoke, especially when she said she liked Dru’s touch. The elven maid blinked a few times in shock. Oh the Wood elves she had known where definitely nobility and nobility that almost thought High elves were the snooty cousins the Greys!

Bilynn though was completely different. She was open and carefree. The elven woman was busty and that bust seemed equal to her arousal. Drusilla may be lacking in the chest department of her companions, but she was no stranger to arousal. Almost all elves were somewhat inundated to the very urge. Many seek out a variety of companions, others find another afflicted elf and link up any time unbridled desire rears its head. Some find strange hobbies and passions to throw the energy into. Drusilla instead seemed to either find herself taking the matter into her own hands, or her maid would assist her.

Drusilla seemed to retreat into her cloak. The elven maid was a startled turtle especially around the giant of a man, Asbjorn. Why well Drusilla found humans a bit too ferocious and primal. Hairy, sweaty and smelly they sometimes seem more beast than man. Asbjorn was one of these far too fierce and primal. For Drusilla adding in his masculinity sparked the awkward urges to roll through her. Strong urges that well made her hide in her cloak.

Drusilla slowly peeked out from under the hood of her cloak. As she did the elf seemed to show her youthful age. She was an Adult having come of age several winters ago, the girl did live a secluded life.

“ I..well am noble born, sheltered in the p..manor, I managed to just study and train. Blume came to me and taught me magic, while Moss I trained to join me on one of my favorite recreational hunting. Normally if I hadn’t left under the light of the moon, I would have properly kitted out.”

Drusilla sighed and let her hood fall showing her luminous golden hair and bright emerald eyes dance in the light, making her almost strangely glow. As she sat there she slowly panned out the fire and continued.

“ Instead I grabbed my cloak, boots and staff. I slipped out with aid of magic and we have been wondering for about two weeks. My parents are probably sending people after me too. Though thankfully I used magic and woodcraft to hide my trail. Granted my woodcraft teacher is probably tracking me, still I doubt he can see through my magic.”

“Oh yeah that reminds me, Will we have a chance to get me clothes? I’m just in my Nightie.” The elf finally shows off her silken lavender nightie, that you could clearly see through.

 

[Nico231]

Asbjorn looked at her, curiosity in his eyes as he gave her his undivided attention. He tossed another log into the flame to keep it alive, wanting the meat to cook perfectly. He was after all in the presence of three beautiful women that he wanted to impress. He picked up his axe and hacked a giant piece of meat in half, and saw that the meat was a good medium rare, signified by the brown outer ring of the meat, and a pink center.

“I see... So you’re a hunter then? Do you have a bow, or knowledge on how to use one?” In his homeland of Ogrund, elves didn’t exist, it was too cold for them to survive, elves often thought of humans like him as beastly, brutish, and wild; whereas they were elegant and refined. Asbjorn could see the stark contrast between human and elf as he caught a glimpse of her body through the night gown. Her body was hairless, her skin radiant and bright, and while her frame was thin, she was very beautiful.

Drusilla’s beauty excited him, but he quickly composed himself. “Yeah, a nightgown brings too much attention, especially a purple one, that’s an uncommon color for average garb. What kind of clothes are you thinking of? I’m certain the next town we get to will have a seamstress.”

Asbjorn began hacking the cooked deer apart and passed some meat to everyone; he also cut some of the meat very small for Blume and Moss. “I’m not a high quality chef by any means, so I hope it suits noble and royal tastes.” He only cooked for himself, his family, and his tribe so he could get away with simple meals, but serving nobles and princesses was uncharted territory for Asbjorn.

He took a bite of the meat, ripping a large chunk off it tasted pretty good, but he was used to his cooking. He was more interested in everyone else’s reactions. He noticed Drusilla’s shyness and looked over to her after swallowing his bite, “Drusilla, are you alright? You seem worried.” He was concerned for his new travel companion. He went over to her and placed his large hand on her shoulder, worried for her.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gilda

Gilda was a competitive person. She did not like to lose, in anything. So when she saw Drusilla pull the oldest trick in the book… “I’m just in my Nightie”… and showed off her hot body to Asbjorn. Gilda got a little pissed and competitive. “Does high elf enjoy taking men away from me? Just to prove she can, or that she is hotter than me!” She thought. She had hottest, most voluptuous, body, it just oozed sexuality, of anyone of the women in the camp. She should be able to get Asbjorn interested in her by shaking her huge tits at him.

Besides, after what Bilynn said about Asbjorn’s love making… she was ready to fight for his big cock.

“Asbjorn, I have a tunic, a blouse, and a skirt that Drusilla can wear. They will not be form-fitting, but they should be better than a see-through nightie. Here let me show you” Gilda said. As she got up, she made sure Asbjorn got a good eyeful of her massive cleavage. Her big chest naturally moved like jello on a spring, with her corset struggling mightily to contain the motion and failing. Her rose-scented body, added to her beauty. Then she turned around, he saw her nice ass as she bent over. It wiggled slightly as she searched. About 20 second later, she had the garments for Drusilla.

“Here you princess, I’m sure your little body can fit in these.” Gilda said handing her the clothing.

Bilynn

Bilynn saw what Gilda was doing and just rolled her eyes. But she was not really that upset. If Gilda and Asbjorn went to have fun… then she would be alone with Drusilla! She would enjoy that.

“Wow” Bilynn said as she stared at Gilda’s beautiful ass. She had said it to turn Asbjorn on more. But truth be told, Gilda had a great ass. She actual turned on by it. And Bilynn thought Gilda looked better as a redhead, than a blonde.

 

[Nico231]

Asbjorn watched her sexy display, getting aroused from her breasts and ass. One thing the girls didn’t know about him and berserkers in general was they were often driven by animalistic instinct. That was one of the many things that allowed berserkers to be such threatening warriors.

He reserved that wild instinct for wartime, raids, or tough battles and seldom used it in his domestic life. His instincts took over, making him unable to control his body, his dick sprang up, the massive bulge in his trousers visible to all the women at camp. Gilda’s display had worked, but a little too well.

Asbjorn looked at them all, “I suggest you eat the venison, it won’t stay good for long.” He tried to play off the fact that he had a boner, but he wasn’t fooling anybody, especially not Gilda. He sat down making it even more visible than it already was, standing like a giant tower.

He decided that since he couldn’t hide it, he’d be blunt about it, and not beat around the bush. He stood and asked, “Is anyone else horny right now, or am I the only one?” He didn’t feel any shame or embarrassment in being honest and upfront about how he felt.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gilda

“Ooops” She gasped looking at Asbjorn’s crotch. “Asbjorn, follow me, I will correct the problem I caused you.” She grabbed his hand, and a bedroll and led him away from the camp sight. She did give Drusilla a little smirk and stuck her tongue out at her. She made sure Asbjorn did not see it.

As they moved away from the camp, Gilda became a bit more serious.

“Asbjorn” Gilda said to him “I must tell you, my thoughts.” She paused a moment to brush the loose hair strands away from her beautiful face. She licked her full red lips as her light brown eyes steadied on his face.

Those sparkling eyes revealed that she was about to say something very emotional for her. It almost looked like she was about to cry, but she was holding it back.

“I was a fool when I first met you. I thought you to be a savage beast. As dumb as a man can be. All muscle and no brains… you are not that … I was so wrong … I feel ashamed to have held such thoughts in my mind.”

“After meeting you… I was surprised. You made good decisions. You saved me. I’m cynical about men. But you give me hope there are good men out there.” She stated.

She unrolled bed then fell to her knees. Her face was directly in front of his huge crotch bulge. Her desire took over her mind. She wanted to suck on that big monster!

Her heavy breasts shifting under her corset as she removed his pants. She revealed his the huge swollen shaft. There was a faint musky scent that she detected that made her mind race towards thoughts of mating with him. His cock had girth and looked handsome. Her mouth began to drool just looking at the thing.

“Bilynn was not kidding…” Gilda said with a nervous laugh and placed her hand around the shaft. She was nervous because she had not been with a man in some time. And this was not just any common man. In her mind he was like 200% alpha male. The dominate male of this area. His male assertiveness was one of the main reasons her pussy was getting wet. Soaking wet just looking at him. He was a pure STUD and that kind of male was hard work to please. Stroking him made his cock even bigger.

“WOW it is really BIG.” Gilda said with lust and excitement in her voice. She lifted his cock up and leaned in and kiss the cock head … licked it. He closed his eyes …. Enjoyed the feeling … as he slowly pumped his cock forward into her mouth. She started to suck on it … get use to its big size. Then as his excitement grew … he swelled more. She licked around the head and sucked on the tip.

Gilda’s hands stroked the shaft as she sucked on the tip. Asbjorn reached down and untied her corset. As her hands traveled up and down his shaft, the sides of her arms pulled open her corset. Her big breasts spilled out, swaying before him. Asbjorn knew Gilda was trouble… but she was also an excellent cock suckers! Maybe one of the best he had ever had. It was not just her technique. It was her joy and excitement she had in doing it. She loved to please a cock. It turned her on.

Gilda’s mouth came off his cock and she was gasping in excitement “I think, I want you to release in my mouth!” She asked him.

Bilynn

“She is kind of a slut” Bilynn said about Gilda as soon as Gilda and Asbjorn were away from the camp. “Maybe we can continue where you left off” She added as she grabbed Drusilla’s hand and placed it back on her knee.