A Saxon Quest (IC)

[La_Reina]

Natia was close on the heels of Drake's steed wanting to get the girl back. You never left anyone behind was her motto. It was ironic that she was left behind and yet would die to save some slave that she didn't know because of her own moral code. Of course that was what had made her one of the best, fearsome, and most loved pirate in the 5 seas. The other 2 seas she wasn't the move loved.

The scream 'No,' had Natia's horse rearing up and ready to turn back. With some will Natia was able to get the beast under control. "This is why I prefer a boat and water," she muttered to herself as she did her best to soothe the animal and determine where that cry had came from. It sounded a lot closer than the slime they were following. Turning about she finally saw the cave, it was almost hidden in the trees and dirt, and worse you would have to climb to get there. It was a steep drop if you misplaced your footing.

Without hesitation Natia took off to get closer to the cave before dismounting. She took her sword and held it between her teeth as she began climbing. The rocks tore through her nails and skin. Her weight put added pressure on the sharp rocks and it hurt like a bitch. Natia could hear fighting and that spurned her on to get there faster. With a great heave she managed to push herself up and onto the ledge of the cave entrance. Unfortunately, she couldn't move. The sight infront of her was ... something she couldn't describe. The poor girl and Natia briefly wondered if she pull out her pistol and kill the slave than try to hack all those tentacles.

Something was whizzing toward her and Natia on instinct swung her sword. There was a giant cry and something splashed on her face. Natia's hand went to her face and came back sticky. "Gros-" but suddenly she became hot. She blinked and glanced at the wiggling tentacle on the floor. Her shirt felt too tight, her nipples sore, and she distinctly felt as though she wanted to shove one of those things into her. "DON'T let the slime touch you. It makes you feel... funny," was all she could end on as she turned to the others and knew her gaze lingered on the women and Drake a shy too long.

 

[YoungLisa]

Nerthus kept her distance observing everything as it happened and covering her colleagues with her arrows raised and poised to be shot when needed. Looking up she witnessed the struggle Belrith was experiencing and felt her skin crawl as she thought of what she must be going through.

“I’m ready to strike when you give the order” she shouted as the intensity grew.

 

[Drakkwall]

"Strike." That was the single word of the norseman as he strode forward, his axe covered with an aura of frost he froze the rapidly swinging tentacles as they tried to grasp him and devourer him. The slimy appendages shattered like glass beneath his power but there were a lot of them and while he crushed them all could he not avoid getting hit by some of the slime and he could feel his body react to it as being a half-giant he was by nature a sexually active creature, even if he had kept away from such acts since his wife's death.

"Haaaaaaa!" Giving out a battle cry he swung his axe and cut through a storm of slimy dicks trying to grasp Natia and Nerthus from above. His battle rage grew and he rushed without care into the danger of the tentacle monsters and his hand reached out and grasped the appendage trying to penetrate and impregnate Belirith and with his inhuman strength he crushed it. A tentacle monster's main appendage is like a combination of its heart, testicles, liver, kidneys and brain, destroy it and the creature dies instantaneously.

And there was no difference here, the tentacles shriveled up as the life fluids leaked out and disappeared and the warrior just glared upon the dried up shell of flesh while he took the recently raped woman out of its grasp and carried her towards the others, keeping his dick in check for the moment though he knew he would have to wank thoroughly tonight. "Are you hurt?"