::Looks around in this strange land::

:: The three women crept through the halls, making their way to the bathing chamber where their men were being held. They got there in time for a fantastic show, good enough to make any red blooded woman's heart go pitter pat. Anal gleefully shredding the last of the cloths Aric had dared to don in his escape attempt leaving both men buff and yummy for the viewing and admiration of all present. The Sultana's potion was showing itself as the men were starting to rise to the occasion. Aesbus gave a moan, his control starting to slip as the women moved in and started washing and caressing him. With a heartfelt moan he gives into the drug and grabs one of his more than willing bathers and begins the dance of passion. Aric, on the other hand, gritted his teeth and resisted with a frightening amount of willpower motivated of thoughts of his beloveds, and says to the women:: No, don't touch me... ::and thinks to himself:: Gods all I need is to give in and of course THAT is when those two would show up to rescue me. Nyte would throw a tantrum, but Bre would be in a snit and convince Nyte I didn't need rescuing as I looked happy. No no ... must resist... DAMN where are those two when I need them? ::he moans loudly as hands caress him and breasts are presses against him, he grits his teeth and pushes them away:: No thank you ladies, I have two women already. I can't handle any ::gasps as one of his bathers decides his lower half needs cleaning. He backs off and grasps the side of the pool pulling himself out and grabs a towel to dry himself ... wait.. a furry towel? ::he looks down and Favard grins at him.:: BRENNA!! NYTE!!! ::he roars, and with a grin all the women join the party quickly subduing the Sultana's people. Knowing the bath was to take quite some time, Aric knows he has time to subdue some of this raging need from the Sultana's potion. Grabbing Bre as she was nearest, he near slams her into the wall then tries to gentle himself:: <w> in her ear:: I need you... ::as he strips her and buries himself in her with a grateful moan, his usual finesse gone and almost before he starts it is over. Fortunately, he knows both his ladies well and brings her to pleasure as well, and then carefully sets her down. He turns to Nyte:: Now it's your turn ::and proceeds to do nearly the same to her, pounding away but allowing her to nibble at his neck. Then with a sigh her carefully sets her down, and they all scramble back into some clothing and looking around for the other two wondering what happened to them.::
 
Sibeal:

She didn't know what to think. It had all happened so fast. One minute they were standing waiting for the right moment to strike, and the next well she didn't know how it happened. All that she knew was that she was seeing red. Sibeal's mind was in a rage, and it was quickly spreading through her body, all because of what Aesbus had done with his little serving girl. She knew she had no right to feel that way but at the moment, it didn't matter.

He was laying on his side, his eyes closed. He looked very content. She kicked him in the stomach.

"What the hell was that for?" he blinked up at her, his eyes dazed.

"Get up and put some clothes on. We have to get out of here before Sultana and her croonies come."

He just blinked at her, an effect of the drugs.

"Come on. We still have to retrieve the horses." She helped him to his feet, making sure she looked away from instead of at him. "Are you three ready?"
 
* a voice from the darkness*
Getting the horses would not be your wises course of action.

A figure in all black walks out from the shadows. The odd mans robe covers his face so the travers are not sure what to make out of him at first. I remove my hood and my face is shown. Brown hair in braids, with black bands at the end, my eyes are a milk white.
" Am sorry ", i say " i did not introduce myself... my name is setzer, the black templar.... and if u wish to leave now i ask that u take me with u ...... i belive u will find my services to be most helpful" i say as i bow to one knee.
 
::murmurs low:: The man is right, there'll be plenty of guards posted about those horses... the best way out would most likely be by the three of you... ::looking to the three women:: pretending to be masters leading servants. ::turns an eye to Brenna and Nyte:: And don't get any cute ideas...
 
rises from my knee
" yes, so does this mean that u will take my offer and let me join your party... for i have given u info that my have saved u some uncalled for troble.... i have my word as a black templar that i will not betray u " looks around the room.
 
mmm funny ideas ::purrs very sastified from him as she squeezes his ass:: mlord..you never considered this humerous before...

but hes right ::gives bre a good wink, tying a silk cord she "liberated" around his throat. the others following suit, all three of the men naked and rather "risen" to the occasion::

::the unlikely pairing moves down the hallway, looking for a good distrations to nab the horses and split before the sultana realizes what happend::
 
THUD!
Aesbus gasped as Sibeal's foot came crashing into his side and nearly lifted him off the ground.
"What was that for?!?" he asked.
"Just get up already, we have to get out of here." She turned and looked away from him.
Aesbus rolled over onto his back and blinked his eyes several times. Everything was blurry and moving. He rubbed his eyes and began to get to his feet. When he sat up he realized that he was completely naked and his manhood stood completely at attention. He looked over at Sibeal, Nyte and Brenna. Aric had Nyte pinned to the wall and was pumping his hips furiously trying to relieve the tension the potion had created inside of him.
Aesbus' eye began to become clear again. He saw Sibeal walk over to where the other three stood. They began to talk about how to get the horses back but he couldn't quite hear what they were saying. All he could do was watch Sibeal. She was wearing the same sheer clothing as the other girls in the harem. There was nothing left to the imagination. Her 5'8" frame was laid completely bare and under the sheer fabric. He felt his already hardended tool began to throb. Was it the potion or was this a natural reaction to seeing a beautiful woman nearly naked.
He let his eyes wander over her feet and up her long slender, yet muscular legs. He went up further where her legs met and followed the crack they made and found his mouth open slightly at the sight of her butt. It was perfect. Her long flowing red hair cascaded down her back and he could see her milky white shoulders peeking out on either side.
Suddenly his little voyeuristic daydream was interupted by a shadowy figure. The potion was beginning to wear off and Aesbus was regaining control of his cognitive abilities.
The man wanted to travel with them. Well, why not, everyone else they run into has hitched along.

The women begin to tie cords around the two mens necks. Sibeal grabbed hers and made her way to Aesbus. He stood there completely naked and still at full attention. Sibeal wouldn't look at his eyes. She leaned up on her tiptoes so she could wrap the cord around his neck. Her breasts brushed his bare chest and Aesbus felt her nipples harden instantly. She quickly felt the pleasure and immediately stepped away. When stepped back closer to tie the cord she made sure to bring her heel down hard on his toes. She meant to cause him pain, but when she did this Aesbus doubled over to grab at his foot which put him in perfect position to see the rest of her. Those beautiful globes sitting up perfectly on her chest with the nipples hardened and sticking out, her waist was narrow and her stomach was flat and hard, his eyes wandered lower to her secret place, and there they stopped. He gazed at her beauty and he wanted to reach out and touch her but the pain in his foot was quickly remembered. She saw where he was looking and though she was furious at him for giving in to the potion she found herself enjoying being stared up and down knowing she was completely bare before him. Aesbus stood back up and there eyes finally met. His dark brown eyes locked with her bright green eyes and they just stared.

She reached down and grabbed the cord that was hanging around his neck and finished tying it off.
"Are you two coming?" asked Brenna impatiently.
"We're right behind you." replied Sibeal. And she turned and yanked on the cord and Aesbus stumbled forward behind her.
 
Sibeal:

She had to get a hold of herself. He wasn't really looking at her, it was that damn potion, but she wished it weren't. She would love for nothing more than to relieve him of his "pain". But would he want her for her, or would he be getting rid of the potion. She stomped on his foot, intending to get his mind off the throbbing in his manhood, and onto the throbbing in his foot. She could feel his eyes caressing her, and it did wonderful things to her body. Their eyes met and locked. A wonder of emotions flickered across her face. Fear, anger, desire, lust.

"Are you two coming?"

"Right behind you." She tugged on his cord, liking the feeling of being in control of him. His eyes could have scorched her skin, she could feel them move up and down her body, as they moved through the castle and into the night.
 
Shadowy Mercinary-
as i watched the group go through the last of the castle defenses i was still wondering why i took this job... although the man IS paying me alot of money i dont think that its worth it........i will soon find out though as they approach their targets i ready my steed and notice that a girl seems to be paying alot of attention to one of the men. Curious i think as i ride into the night
 
from a distance i see a shadow like figure getting on his steed. i stop and stare at him.
" i wonder.... " i say to my self. looking back at the others i start to walk toward the unknow person charging a magic spell. " Darkness flame of inner soul.. Burn to me a flame to control!" a powerful dark ball of flame forms in my right hand. i look toward the dark one and fire the spell just close to make him jump.
" what are u doing .... if u do not answer me... the next shot will not miss" i yell to the dark one.
 
Shadowy Mercinary: MY name IS Roland Gilliad an if you fire again the next one will come straight back!o have been hired to wipe you out but now that i have seen your power i wish to join thee in thy quest or would you rather i destry you all in one swift shot!!!
 
::she mumbles under her breath, seeing two men up ahead arguing over who's manlier or something::

::Bre poked her head around with nyte, also seeing the two. She grinned whispering in nyte's ear. Nyte got this huge grin on her face, chanting in an ancient language::

::The two men disappeared instantly:: All clear ::nyte called::

::Sibeal arched her brows having heard voices up ahead:: Let's see them get away from Anal now....
::bre said with a smirk::

::Nyte led Aric towards the exit, with Bre leading the way. Sibeal however was not as gentle...she tugged hard on Aesbus' "rope" nearly strangling him:: ooo how dare you take her and not me to relieve your "pain" she muttered under her breath, denying the fact she was having feelings for this man::

STOP!!!!! ::a feminine voice called::

::Nyte didnt have to turn to know it was the Sultana herself:: BAISE! RIEN! Enfer! ::nyte swore under her breath in her native language::

::The sultana blocked their way, brandishing a very nasty looking Scimitar::
 
Sultana brandishes her scimitar, the blade glints evily, sharply honed. Her long silky black hair, flows behind her, the colour of midnight. Her dark gaze narrows as she glares at Nyte. "I should have known YOU where the one interferring, when will you ever learn, blood drinker... this time, maybe I will be able to be rid of you for good!"

She raises her arm, and her evil goblin followers fill the clearing. Nyte counts at least a dozen in all, they all look at the escapees with hungery glea in their eyes. Nyte curses again in her mother tongue. "Ah!" Smiles Sultana, "such a pretty language... " she grins, coldly, she looks over at Bre, holding tight still to the rope. "I believe, you have something of mine... however, I am not unreasonable, I know of a map that will lead you back to your pathetic woman tribe... a fair exchange for something that was already mine..."

She holds her sword out threateningly at Sibeal, "as for you... I cannot understand why you bothered to get involved?"
Her goblin's edge forward, several of them drool with anticipation. "HOLD, my pets," Sultana hisses at them, they groan and growl, impatient to attack...

She glares, finally seeing setzer. "As for you, you will regret the day you betrayed me"... she nods towards the drooling goblin's, "you know what happens to those who betray me... I do so enjoy watching a person turn into a grovelling goblin, they are so much more useful, although, admittedly, not the best of conversationalists..." her black eyes gleam with wicked mirth... her eyes gaze at Aric, "ahh, my sweet, you most of all, how I wish you had been more agreeable to my kind, generous terms... "

She places a hand on her hip nocholantly. Her eyes hardening as she takes in the group. Her figure sexily clad in black leather, tight and revealing... she pouts... "anyone wish to beg me for forgiveness? You will find... I can be kind, when it pleases me..." she smirks...
 
OOC: Sorry.....i was just tryin ta shake stuff up....can some one give me a role in this darned thread????

[Edited by Roland Gilliad on 07-05-2000 at 09:55 PM]
 
(To note, I think that last post was done in poor taste, bad RP! Bad bad RP! ::wags a finger at the "mercinary":: So then, this post disregards that one.)

::growling low to himself, unable to believe the luck of this day... captured, chained to escape, only to be captured again, "rescued" so conveniently then tied up like a slave again... oh yes, this day was just going to hell in every way:: "Generous" offer? ::snorts:: I would rather sleep with one of the goblins there... ::motioning with his head:: then the likes of one like you.

::smirking as he watches the casual smirk on the face of the Sultana:: "My my, quite a tongue we have there, should learn to put it to much better use... like licking my boots ooor.." ::a slight wave of her hand in the pause:: "...other places I'm sure I could think of given time. But for now... I'm sure Anal is just itching to pay you back for his eye." ::an evil grin forming over her face now::

Trump cards... ::a smirk back, mirroring that indignant one facing him:: You can never... really have... too many. ::grinning now, he whistles and a meager black chittering form makes its way out of the shadows, eyes glowing a bright yellow as it licks its claws slowly:: Oh do meet Stryfe...

::the Sultana turns to look at the little creature with a laugh:: "And THIS is your savior?? How pathetic!" ::the laugh turns to a snarl before the turns about:: "Enough of your insolence, you are mine... all of you!" ::Nyte growls under her breath, though warily watching Stryfe... how so did she not like the little creature::

Stryfe... elgg natha gol. ::a chitter at the command, the little form leaps as fast as a blink, black claws singing as one of the goblins falls gurgling, throat slashed open cleanly before the small form moves to Aric who still stands... watching the Sultana::
 
OOC:... thanx Aric... then I too shall continue... [smiles]

[Edited by Moneytalks on 07-05-2000 at 03:22 PM]
 
Sultana's eyes widen in surprise as she watches one of her goblin's easily taken down by the little creature. Her eyes gleam in appreciation. "Hmmmm... " she smiles tilting her head to the side, "how adorable..." she has the self-preservation sense, to back away a little... her goblin's, completely under her control don't move, but the shift uneasily as the little creature licks it's paw...

Sultana's teeth gleam in the light as she smiles. She glances over at Nyte, seeing the woman's reaction... "ahhhh, little blood drinker... does the creature make you a little uncomfortable? Then, you will greatly enjoy the little tortures I have planned for you."

She turns to Aric, "dear dear man, do you really think that you will win your precious freedom so easily from me?" She shakes her head like a mother, hurtfully upset by a naughty child. Just then... a black crow caws... followed by the flapping of it's wings... it glides down from the sky... screeching. Sultana glances up, she holds out her arm and the crow lands gracefully on it. Cocking it's head to the side they stare at each other briefly, communicating... before she lifts her arm sending it on it's way. She sighs, "well well well, it seems, that I had an even bigger prize than I realised here. She smiles, swinging her scimitar easily in her hand, the sound of the blade hissing in the air evidence of it's deadly sharpness.

She points it suddenly at Aesbus, "isn't that right... your Majesty???" She laughs cruelly, bowing low... her hair... like liquid silk, sliding forward before she straightens up. "My pets... destroy the others if you must... but that one..." she continues pointing... "we need alive..."

She laughs harshly... lifting her arms... they all see a cold glow emenate from her fingers... sparks of power rain down on her goblins until they glow with an unearthly power. "my sweets," she croons at them, "this protective shield will only last so long, be quick... " she laughs turning... they watch as she dissolves into a black mist... disappearing from view...
 
(:):swat's AricMUN's hand:: be nice...be nice ::gives him her good old fashioned frown and a wink::))

::Nyte growled under her breath as the sultana disappeared:: blood drinker? oooo ill show her blood drinker ::she growled then snarled as Stryfe inched closer to her, chittering away. ooo she hated that thing of aric's. the deadly little imp seemed to have it in for her. once came close to doing away with her with those poisoned little claws of his::

any other bright ideas aric? :she said edgy:: or your highness? ::she looked over to Aesbus with a nasty sneer::

::Brenna stepped forward, bending ever so slightly to pet stryfe. doing it only to irk nyte some more::

::bre carefully called up her element, as a small fireball formed in her hand. She threw the "fireball" fire not really being an apt word as it was more then just normal fire but a pure elemental, burning hotter then anything else, at the demons::


Nyte kicked away the remains of the once threat, with stryfe close at her heels. no matter what aric said, she still thought that things purpose in life was to irratate her and right now she wasnt one to irratate. her eyes glowing a feint yellow - a dangerous sign that she was about to explode into a frenzy::

That witch is mine ::nyte pulled out her shadow blade. a blade deadly to all but 2 people - her and its maker. Nyte grined at the rest, kicked stryfe aside and started down the hall:: no one and i mean no one calls me such a vulger word as blood drinker!




[Edited by Nyte on 07-07-2000 at 08:24 PM]
 
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::Voice From The Heavens::
If you want a character here Roland, make one that fits in the storyline...don't go OOC to get one



[Edited by Havocman on 07-06-2000 at 11:43 AM]
 
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::Voice From The Heavens::
Keep the OOC comments to a minimum Morgoth, if you want a place for friendly conversation, I'll make a thread for that


[Edited by Havocman on 07-06-2000 at 11:48 AM]
 
okeydokey....

Zeratul: as i walked into the theives guild i could feel a tempral disturbance...some one was using fire elemental magic....hmmmm this is HIGH power stuff here i better go check this out.... i was thinking as a teleported to the location to find naught but tracks...

"hmmm who ever did this is not very smart they left a very clear trail.......i better follow these i need to know who has such a high magic level
 
Sith was writing in an old weathered leather bound tome. He was putting down some of his knowledge, some of his spells. All around him was shadow, as this was the Shadow plane, where he resided. He had almost finished copying his last spell, a very special shadow attack. He was carefully drawing the arcane symbols when a ripple went through the Shadow plane. It was a small disturbance, but someone or something was using some artifact powered in the Shadow plane.
He concentrated for a few seconds, and then he could pinpoint the location where it came from. Getting there was going to be easy, as the small energy syphoned from Shadow plane made a small gateway between both planes, so that previous part of interplanar travel was not necessary. He entered the gateway and appeared near the place where the shadow artifact was being used, becoming more than a shadow again, becoming 3 dimensional. It felt good not to be a shadow, how long had he been in the Shadow plane? Too long. He luxuriated in such a simple action as flexing his fingers to move a bit the hood in his head to see better. His slitted eyes saw clearly that the disturbance came from a shadow blade, its magical energy easily seen for the resident of Shadow plane.
How interesting... He would wait to see how the confrontation developed, but if needed he would help the lady with the shadow blade, as it was the only one here with even a remote conection to him.
 
::watches Nyte take off, muttering slightly as he sees the shadow blade come out... many were the times he had wished he'd not crafted that blade, even he didn't know the very depths of power in that blade, glancing over to Strfye as he hears him whimper, whispering low:: Yes, I know you don't like the shadow blade, Stryfe... I didn't craft it to kill you or any other shadow creature... ::though he still shivers:: "I know Master, Stryfe sense more then blade... strong one be about. He might come to take Stryfe back to Shadow Plane... Strfye no want to go back."
Don't worry Stryfe... I won't let anyone take you away from me... ::looking to Brenna:: We should follow, no?
 
Zeratul: Theres another energy source...GASP
i stopped flying

T-t-the shadow blade!
oh all the years i have searched for the Increadable sword of power that ruled over all shadow beings...i must have it...the elemental can wait...i teleported to the signature...there it is...whos carrying it....SITH!!!!No...it cant be the legendary sith the shadow magic lord....no it cannot be.....NO!!!!!!he killed the awesome mikba...

OOC:Sorry for this but i wish to note on last sentance this is AFTER a bold new world after the fall of mikba and the rise of his daughter thank u

Ic:no....now he has the shadow blade....i must get it but i cant get it ...who will i contact...i know......Rolando.....my old friend........and brother...

I laughed as i teleported away saying in my mind to Sith...

"an old friend is coming soon SITH" HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
 
::nyte was in a furious fight with the sultana, quickly gaining the upper hand. The Sultana's simple blade was no match for the shadow blade...well if you can really call it that, it far more then a simple shadow blade. a magikal blade holding the soul of someone so very dear to her, the soul of her sire::

::Aric crept closer, staying back from the blade and nyte's equally deadly claws. Nyte spun quickly, the blade slashing across the sultana's throat:: NO one i mean NO ONE calls me that!

::Nyte shethed her blade stepping over to aric. Bre yelled:: Behind you! ::before nyte could turn, bre hurled a fireball at the sultana, sending her down to the floor::

::Suddenly Sith steps from the shadows, sensing that blade is more then he thought at first. He grabs the blade and nyte, suddenly dropping the blade as a searing pain shoots though his arm. Nyte snarled but it was cut short by a yelp from brenna as Zeratul reached out and grabbed her right before Aric's eyes::

AHh my fire elemental. Shall we join forces? :he looked over to Sith::

Aric snarled, pulling his blade Soul Stealer, moving to protect his women. He lunged, just as Nyte, Bre, Sith and Zeratul disappeared back into the shadow realm::
 
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