The Wilderlands

[Erlind]

"Impressive, I myself ended up here out of sheer luck," he told her and then asked, "What was it about the legends that drew you here? I enjoy a good bath as much as anyone, but more must have driven you here." This woman had piqued his interest and more than physically. Someone came by with the drink he had ordered earlier and Erlind took a sip and then set it on the edge of the pool.

 

[ShyMystica]

Ariana

Ariana hesitated before entering the closed wooden doors, her palm frozen in mid air as fear flashed before her mind. Cold shivers ran down her spine, the thoughts of her last Ancient Vampire Lord still vivid and clear. The chain around her neck tightened, an unambiguous prompt that her escape from his wrath was now discovered. Her next breath saw her inside the doors of the small ramshackle house, clutching at her cloak in an attempt to hide her array of wings. She was met with the overwhelming warmth and delicate scent of rose water, her mind dizzy as her surroundings came into view.

She closed her eyes and focused on the soft voices within the room. A young elven vampire and a young mortal woman chatted towards the middle of the room, a seductive woman danced delicately between them and another couple… a feline woman near that of a…Arianas’ body seized as her senses came upon a similar feeling…that of a Vampire Lord.

Tearing her cloak from her face, her pale blue eyes piercing the crowd from behind a vale of her silver mane, searching for that of her keeper she had fled.

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[Lobo_8]

A man of moderate height walks in clothed in simple breaches, shirt and boots with a travel pack. A saber and dagger rest gently on his belt. He looks around and appears to sniff the air before moving to an unoccupied corner opposite the entrance.

Seeing Oreo he seems to relax a bit with a small smile on his face. His eyes have a yellow tint barely perceivable with his light blue.

 

[your_vice]

"Impressive, I myself ended up here out of sheer luck," he told her and then asked, "What was it about the legends that drew you here? I enjoy a good bath as much as anyone, but more must have driven you here." This woman had piqued his interest and more than physically. Someone came by with the drink he had ordered earlier and Erlind took a sip and then set it on the edge of the pool.

Rowan lifted her chin in a slight gesture of pride but her eyes were downcast.

"I am an outcast among my people and thought that perhaps I would find more acceptance here. You ask a great many questions." She added pointedly as she finished pulling on her clothes.

Rowan sat down beside the pool at what still remained a companionable distance from the bold young stranger. She could not help keeping one eye on Lord Valhal however. There was something about his presence that drew the eye and Rowan reasoned that he was without doubt the greatest threat to her here. She continued to sip at her wine, enjoying the rich taste that was so unlike the locally produced stuff she had sampled at home.

No, not any more. She had no home.

 

[Erlind]

"I hope I'm not being too foreword with you, young one. It is just been some time since I've had any companionship." He moved through the warm water closer to her and smiled up. "I am sorry to hear of the lack of welcome for you in your home. Its been a long time since I've called a place home. If I feel tethered to a place I can't let the wind blow me where it will and I won't find wonderful places and meet beautiful people, like you." A bit cheesy perhaps, but she had him intrigued and he was simply trying not to step over his own words.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Outside in the trees out of thin air appeared a small silver fox. Well a kitsune to be exact. She let out a small whine as she looked back at what used to be 7 gorgeous tails that were now 3. Turning her gaze she dropped down from the branch of a tree and landed in front of the door with all the grace of her kind. Pushing the door open she walked inside. Once she crossed the threshold the kitsune's body began to grow and change. She went from standing on four dainty paws to two larger ones belonging to her anthro form. A sheer black and gold saree draped itself around her body as her muzzle began to recede along with most of her fur until all that was left was her ears and three tails. Her skin only bore the hint of a tan, as if she had spent many years away from the kiss of the sun. Combined with her pale hair and tails, Minoko looked like an apparition more than a solid being. Even wrapped around her, the saree enhanced her attributes than it concealed them. It was simply there as to not offend those who still had their sensibilities. Though considering what she had heard, people like that would not be welcome here.

Almond shaped brown eyes looked around, silently Minoko wondered just how much of what she had heard about this place was true and how much was wild exaggerations. Now in her human form her tails were much longer, curling around her feet. She mourned the loss of the others as well as her powers. Her ears twitched picking up the sound of voices, well at least she was not alone. Coming all this way to find it empty would have been a disappointment.

 

[Erlind]

The bath long since passing I dried myself off and got dressed. People seemed to come and go from this place like ghosts. I have a seat at the now empty bar and pour myself another drink. A young woman walked in wearing the most interesting garb including three furs that seemed to wrap around her at her feet.

"Greetings, young lady." He had gotten in the habit of calling people young being an elf, but something about her told him that there was more to her than he saw.

 

[sensusaldesire]

Halloween Party

Where: The Hump Bar

Time : all day long from 12 am to 12 am


Bring a date lets all get creative, everyone and anyone invited.
Dont forget your costume.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Minoko at first looked arond hearing the elf speak to her. It had been awhile since she had been considered young by anyone's standards. Crossing the distance between them she took a seat at the bar. All three tails curled into her lad and down over her legs. "Young lady, hmm it has been many years since I have heard someone call me that." The ears atop her head flicked gently as she looked him over before extending her hand out to him, "My name is Minoko, former seven tailed kitsune."

 

[Erlind]

Erlind took her hand her hand in his and kissed it. "My name is Erlind, my lady. It is a pleasure to meet you. I never thought I'd see a kitsune in my lifetime." He paused for a moment. "What makes you a former seven tailed kitsune? If it is not too much to ask, of course." Through his travels Erlind had not only never met one of their kind, but he had never encountered someone so enchanting either.

 

[AngelofDeath]

"My clan's new leader did not like hearing the word no, or what I had to say about his...attributes in public. We had a fight and he won. I lost my place in the clan, four of my tails and the powers that come with them. So for the last year I have been wandering around. I heard rumors of this place and decided to see how much was true and how much was talk."

Adjusting the fabric draped over her shoulder, Minoko stretched as a full shiver ran through her, her hair fluffed out along with her tails. "So Erlind, what brings an Elf all the way out here. This place, this land aren't to your people's usual tastes."

 

[Erlind]

Very true, Wanderlust struck me a long time ago. I left my village behind. Since then I've spent most of my life in wilderness moving from place to place. I wander out this way was taken by a vampire lord. I've only recently escaped and this is the first real civilization I've been to in years.

 

[AngelofDeath]

"A vampire? They do tend to desire the blood of non-mortals more than anything. And you are rather handsome so I am sure it was more than just your blood that called to to him." She dipped her head, giving the elf rather foxy grin, "Hopefully I did not offend you with my rather bold compliment?" Yes kitsunes were known to be tricksters and as wild as they came, but that was mostly true of the males. Females tended to be more shy, meek, subservient. A few here and there breaking from the mold to seduce a human male until they bore a child and then, spiriting themselves away, leaving their human mates to deal with a shape shifting child.

Minoko was anything, but that. She was bold, she was brash, and had a taste for alcohol. Reaching into the fluffy mounds that were her tails she pulled out a small bottle of sake and a glass. Set the glass down the kitsune pulled the cork out and poured her drink.

 

[Erlind]

Erlind grimaced at the thought. Was she complimenting him or teasing him? “Its hard to be offended when someone like you calls me handsome.” He looked at the bottle as she poured her drink and it was nothing he had ever seen. “I'm not sure I've ever had that, would you mind sharing a bit of it,” he asked her offering his empty glass.

 

[AngelofDeath]

"Of course," she turned in her seat and filled his glass about half way before setting the black bottle back onto the bartop. "Enjoy." Minoko touched her smaller glass to his before raising the glass to her lips and taking a slow sip. Her eyes closed as she enjoyed what would soon be the last taste of home, until her powers had recharged enough for her to just refill the bottle on her own. "Its very good and also very smooth. Easy to get drunk on if one is not paying attention."

 

[Erlind]

Erlind took a short slow sip, it was good, but he had already had some to drink and he didn't want to get in over his head. His eyes trailed along her body before he caught himself and looked back up at her face. “Its quite good. Everyone always talks about elven wine, but this is much better.” He smiled and drank a bit more. “I came by luck and accident. Why did you come, was there something you were hoping to find?”

 

[AngelofDeath]

"Excitement I guess. The males of my clan expect a meek thing in their beds. I've heard the tales of this place and my own natural curiosity and a bit of boredom led me here. It's been awhile since I have had some fun and even longer since I have been able to go about as I am without fear. If its not some human who wants an exotic pet its a hunter wanting a rather exotic pelt on their wall or floor." She took another sip and sighed. "So far I am impressed with this place. No humans with collars or with guns."

 

[Erlind]

Erlind finished off his sake a bit quicker than he intended and decided to be a bit bold himself. "My lady I would be rather disappointed if you were a meek thing in bed," he told her smiling and put a hand on her thigh.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Minoko leaned over and brought her face just half an inch from his, "In or out of bed I am far from meek." She leaned in closer, her lips brushing over the left corner of his mouth and his cheek, inhaling his scent as she did. Clean, fresh, woodsy. And male, definitely male. A small shiver of anticipation ran through her body, she'd never been with a elf, but he was very handsome and he did make her blood warm.

"So tell me Erlind, are you a meek elf or does a beast reside under this smooth skin and calm face?" She stroked the back of her hand against his cheek.

 

[Erlind]

Erlind laughed gently. "My being elven does not make me meek, my lady. I have more in common with the bears and wolves of the wilderness than the people of my homeland." He slid his hand up to her hair and used it to help guide his mouth close to her ear and whispered, "I act reserved, but if you want the wild you will have it." As he finished speaking his tongue flicked her ear and he brought himself back to sitting normally in his chair, smiling.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Minoko let out a playful growl as she reached off to the side and picked up her glass and finished off the last of what she had poured. Licking her lips, the kitsune let her eyes run over him. "You have my attention Erlind. Feel free to give me your best shot." Her hand slid onto his thigh and slid up into his lap, her fingers stroking against the growing length of him. "I want to see just how wild you can get." Almond eyes smiled up at him as she dropped her head, nuzzling along his chest, her ears laying back against her hair.

 

[Erlind]

Erlind kicked his chair back away from him and leaned against the bar. In the same swift motion he grabbed Minoko and forced her to her knees. “Then lick, suck, and nibble my cock until I cum and then swallow every drop,” he ordered her dropping his pants to his feet. Already quite stiff from the banter and her stroking his 8” cock now sat at face level for her. If she wanted wild he would give it to her. Besides, if she didn't like it he had the distinct feeling that she'd be able to stop him in his tracks. Erlind could scarcely believe a member of a race known for their wisdom and elusiveness was about to give him a blowjob.

 

[AngelofDeath]

This is what Minoko loved about her human form, no muzzle made it so much easier to suck cock. Letting out a hungry moan, she started from his balls and worked her way up to the base of his cock and then let her longer than normal tongue curl about him as she sucked his cock into her mouth. Being grabbed had warmed her blood further and Erlind pushing her to her knees had it bubbling. It was boiling by the time his cock touched the back of her throat. Minoko spread her knees on the floor as her hands held his thighs. She moaned enjoying the taste of him as her mouth bobbed up and down on his shaft.

 

[Erlind]

Erlind let out a rough moan of pleasure as her tongue wrapped around him and she took him into his mouth. Her hair was done up tight and formal, but as he sank his fingers into it some of it began to unravel and gave her more of a feral look than before. “No wonder the males of your race couldn't handle you,” he growled at her, “you are a fucking wild bitch.” With that said he gripped her hair harder and pushed her further onto his cock pushing into her throat.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Minoko moaned loudly around his cock sucking and licking, her tongue stroking and pulling at his cock as he thrust into her mouth and throat. Erlind's words headed straight to her cunt, growing hot and wet. She ran her nails down his thighs letting out another soft rumble as she took him deep, her throat flexing around his cock head. Erlind's fingers had turned her hair into a wild mess an her saree was starting too loosen and dip. A few tugs here and there and she would be naked.