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Ravenloft
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Fu-Kar:
Holding her down with one hand Fu-Kar ripped at the cloths she wore, tearing enough free to reveal her stomach. He lowered his mouth, his tongue out and licked at her navel, coating it with her sweat. He pulled his face away and licked his lips again. She shivered from the disgusting feel of his slime coated tongue against her hot and flushed skin.
He reached down and hooked his fingers under the tattered remains of her clothing, ripping again. The fabric cut into her back bringing the pain from when he threw her back into fiery life.
Now she wore only the tattered remains of her top and bottom and her under garments. The cells cool air touching her skin, raising goose flesh all along where she was now exposed.
Holding her down with one hand Fu-Kar ripped at the cloths she wore, tearing enough free to reveal her stomach. He lowered his mouth, his tongue out and licked at her navel, coating it with her sweat. He pulled his face away and licked his lips again. She shivered from the disgusting feel of his slime coated tongue against her hot and flushed skin.
He reached down and hooked his fingers under the tattered remains of her clothing, ripping again. The fabric cut into her back bringing the pain from when he threw her back into fiery life.
Now she wore only the tattered remains of her top and bottom and her under garments. The cells cool air touching her skin, raising goose flesh all along where she was now exposed.
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Fu-Kar:
His greasy fingers slid down along her hips, catching the edge of her undergarment, pulling it down. The nest of her pubic hair was freed, but she locked her legs together out of pure instinct. Fu-Kar looked down greedilly at her feminine vee.
His greasy fingers slid down along her hips, catching the edge of her undergarment, pulling it down. The nest of her pubic hair was freed, but she locked her legs together out of pure instinct. Fu-Kar looked down greedilly at her feminine vee.
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Aria awoke in her hut, sore and weary from the previous day. Her eyes opened and her hand immediately flew to her flat belly. Could the seed have taken? She hoped so.
The door opened and the elders entered, followed by the crone. They gathered around the bed, slowly drawing the bed sheets away from her. They began to chant, as the crone placed her hand on her belly.
The chanting ended and all waited with anticipation. The crone sighed and announced,"The seed has taken!"
Ariadne closed her eyes in relief and sank against the pillows. Her eyes snapped open when the talk turned to Giamond and his daughter. Daughter, she thought in confusion, what daughter?
The door opened and the elders entered, followed by the crone. They gathered around the bed, slowly drawing the bed sheets away from her. They began to chant, as the crone placed her hand on her belly.
The chanting ended and all waited with anticipation. The crone sighed and announced,"The seed has taken!"
Ariadne closed her eyes in relief and sank against the pillows. Her eyes snapped open when the talk turned to Giamond and his daughter. Daughter, she thought in confusion, what daughter?
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Crone:
Seeing Aria perk up at the mention of Giamond the crone came to her side. "What is it dear?" She asked with a motherly smile.
Giamond/Thildemar:
His party had traveled for nearly seven hours and now stopped by a river and rested, drank and ate. What none of them knew is that demons had masked themselves among them and had tainted a portion of the food.
Seeing Aria perk up at the mention of Giamond the crone came to her side. "What is it dear?" She asked with a motherly smile.
Giamond/Thildemar:
His party had traveled for nearly seven hours and now stopped by a river and rested, drank and ate. What none of them knew is that demons had masked themselves among them and had tainted a portion of the food.
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Rose/shadows
Rose struggled viciously, but weakly. She was helpless, and things were only going to get worse. She reach out to the thread binding her to the shadows and her body slumped slightly.
She looked at her own body, feeling a bit...strange. Her/It's chest still moved with breath, but at the moment she had no desire to return.
She reach into the shadows and followed them. When next she opened her eyes she saw a slumped Giamond and Thildemar talking to someone farther off.
Looking down at herself, she noticed she was now a part of the shadows. Her hands were shadowy like her own shadow only...3-d. She touched her face, her new skin felt cool she smelled strong the smell of the shadows, an old ancient smell, like the old temple she'd hidden in or the elders.
*HELLO, BELOVED...IF ONLY WE COULD DO MORE. YOU ARE NEEDED HERE THOUGH. GIAMOND DOES NOT LISTEN, THE FOOD, IT SMELLS OF POISON AND SOME OF THE PARTY ACT STRANGLY*
*I'll try to talk to him...*
Rose moved sudenly as Thildemar sat back beside Giamond. The shadows moved with her pulling the bowls away and dropping them in her hands.
*"The food...I think you should look at it..."* she shadow spoke softly.
Rose struggled viciously, but weakly. She was helpless, and things were only going to get worse. She reach out to the thread binding her to the shadows and her body slumped slightly.
She looked at her own body, feeling a bit...strange. Her/It's chest still moved with breath, but at the moment she had no desire to return.
She reach into the shadows and followed them. When next she opened her eyes she saw a slumped Giamond and Thildemar talking to someone farther off.
Looking down at herself, she noticed she was now a part of the shadows. Her hands were shadowy like her own shadow only...3-d. She touched her face, her new skin felt cool she smelled strong the smell of the shadows, an old ancient smell, like the old temple she'd hidden in or the elders.
*HELLO, BELOVED...IF ONLY WE COULD DO MORE. YOU ARE NEEDED HERE THOUGH. GIAMOND DOES NOT LISTEN, THE FOOD, IT SMELLS OF POISON AND SOME OF THE PARTY ACT STRANGLY*
*I'll try to talk to him...*
Rose moved sudenly as Thildemar sat back beside Giamond. The shadows moved with her pulling the bowls away and dropping them in her hands.
*"The food...I think you should look at it..."* she shadow spoke softly.
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