horneylilalley
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Due to personal reasons I will not be posting for some time. I am sorry if this inconviniances anyone.
Lords will be Ladies!
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Princess Mel
"God, this is boring..." The Princess looked about, and saw two women playing a chess game. "Yes! That's just what this dull day calls for, a nice game or two!"
The young girl siddled up to a group of men who were playing cards, followed closely by her body guards.
"Hello, can I play?" asked Mel.
The men looked from her to her muscle-bound escorts with fear in their eyes. Mel sighed and turned to the body guards. "Okay, guys, out!"
"But, yer majesty, I..."
"OUT!!!" shouted Mel.
The lead guard shrugged and left the inn, followed by his two companions.
Mel giggled and plopped down at an empty chair next to the men. "So, what game is this?"
One of the flea-ridden deviants smiled evilly. "Heh... it be Strip Rummy!!!"
Mel blinked in confusion. "Um, okay, I'm in. I guess..."
The men smiled and dealed her in.
"God, this is boring..." The Princess looked about, and saw two women playing a chess game. "Yes! That's just what this dull day calls for, a nice game or two!"
The young girl siddled up to a group of men who were playing cards, followed closely by her body guards.
"Hello, can I play?" asked Mel.
The men looked from her to her muscle-bound escorts with fear in their eyes. Mel sighed and turned to the body guards. "Okay, guys, out!"
"But, yer majesty, I..."
"OUT!!!" shouted Mel.
The lead guard shrugged and left the inn, followed by his two companions.
Mel giggled and plopped down at an empty chair next to the men. "So, what game is this?"
One of the flea-ridden deviants smiled evilly. "Heh... it be Strip Rummy!!!"
Mel blinked in confusion. "Um, okay, I'm in. I guess..."
The men smiled and dealed her in.
HippieChick
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Trychaea
The little dwarf new how to use his fingers. He tangled his hand in Trychaea's thick pubic hair and then moved down further. She could sense his urgency as he went straight for her clitoris.
She smiled at his request and stepped up onto the cart, dropping her robe over his head. She stood with her legs slightly apart and pushed his head towards her sex.
The little dwarf new how to use his fingers. He tangled his hand in Trychaea's thick pubic hair and then moved down further. She could sense his urgency as he went straight for her clitoris.
She smiled at his request and stepped up onto the cart, dropping her robe over his head. She stood with her legs slightly apart and pushed his head towards her sex.
Isolde
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Cole Corinson
Cole had finished his meal and was sitting back sipping his drink and relaxing. He had learned long ago that observing people was the best way to know who to call friend and who foe.
He had just finished his ale and was about to leave when the royal brat he had been observing earlier dismissed her body guards and promptly got herself into a game of 'Strip Rummy'.
Cole groaned and rolled his eyes. The girl was going to get herself treated to a back room encounter with these hooligans and her bodyguards exicuted. All because she wanted a little fun.
His first thought was to leave the situation alone and let her learn the hard way. At least she wouldnt be so stupid next time...if she survived. His next thought was to help out. Not for her but for the men that the woman had dismissed. He had been in their shoes once....overseerer of royal safety...and he knew what would happen if the girl's father heard about this.
With a sigh he went with his second thought and extracted his lanky frame from his seat and moved to the table. The cards had already been dealt and the girl's cards were in front of her. Before she could pick them up he put his hand over them and leaned on the table so she couldnt get to them. He ignored her angry sputterings and turned to the hooligans.
Eying the men, he said in a cold voice,"You know, Gentlemen, I believe the lady has changed her mind. Why dont you two just finish playing your game without her. By the looks of you it wont matter which one loses the contest. The other should have a real good time."
The looks on the men's faces went from disbelief to anger really fast and the biggest one stood to face Cole.
"You are going to regret saying that," He snarled getting up into Cole's face.
"I doubt it," Cole replied not flinching in the least,"I rarely regret telling the truth."
That did it. The man swung a clumsy punch Cole's way. Managing to duck it easily, Cole brought his hand off the cards on the table and landed a nice puch to the man's midsection, doubling him over. I sweeping kick to the knees had the man laying on the floor in agony.
As he was kicking the one man, Cole reached for his whip and turned to wrap it around the second man's neck with a flick of his wrist as he was coming up behind with a knife aimed for Cole's back.
"Ahh, I see you wear the label Coward as well," He said as he tightened the leather strip with a jerk causing the second man to drop the knife as he clutched at his throat, gasping for air.
The moment the man stopped struggling and fell to the ground, Cole unwrapped the whip and bent down to see if he was breathing. Satisfied he was alive but unconscious, he replaced his whip on his belt and turned to the girl.
"In the future I would be a little more careful of who you plan on playing games with. You were clearly out of their league."
With a curt bow, Cole steps over the two forms on the floor and moves to gather the rest of his belongings at his table, placing a few extra coins on it for the disturbance he had caused.
Cole had finished his meal and was sitting back sipping his drink and relaxing. He had learned long ago that observing people was the best way to know who to call friend and who foe.
He had just finished his ale and was about to leave when the royal brat he had been observing earlier dismissed her body guards and promptly got herself into a game of 'Strip Rummy'.
Cole groaned and rolled his eyes. The girl was going to get herself treated to a back room encounter with these hooligans and her bodyguards exicuted. All because she wanted a little fun.
His first thought was to leave the situation alone and let her learn the hard way. At least she wouldnt be so stupid next time...if she survived. His next thought was to help out. Not for her but for the men that the woman had dismissed. He had been in their shoes once....overseerer of royal safety...and he knew what would happen if the girl's father heard about this.
With a sigh he went with his second thought and extracted his lanky frame from his seat and moved to the table. The cards had already been dealt and the girl's cards were in front of her. Before she could pick them up he put his hand over them and leaned on the table so she couldnt get to them. He ignored her angry sputterings and turned to the hooligans.
Eying the men, he said in a cold voice,"You know, Gentlemen, I believe the lady has changed her mind. Why dont you two just finish playing your game without her. By the looks of you it wont matter which one loses the contest. The other should have a real good time."
The looks on the men's faces went from disbelief to anger really fast and the biggest one stood to face Cole.
"You are going to regret saying that," He snarled getting up into Cole's face.
"I doubt it," Cole replied not flinching in the least,"I rarely regret telling the truth."
That did it. The man swung a clumsy punch Cole's way. Managing to duck it easily, Cole brought his hand off the cards on the table and landed a nice puch to the man's midsection, doubling him over. I sweeping kick to the knees had the man laying on the floor in agony.
As he was kicking the one man, Cole reached for his whip and turned to wrap it around the second man's neck with a flick of his wrist as he was coming up behind with a knife aimed for Cole's back.
"Ahh, I see you wear the label Coward as well," He said as he tightened the leather strip with a jerk causing the second man to drop the knife as he clutched at his throat, gasping for air.
The moment the man stopped struggling and fell to the ground, Cole unwrapped the whip and bent down to see if he was breathing. Satisfied he was alive but unconscious, he replaced his whip on his belt and turned to the girl.
"In the future I would be a little more careful of who you plan on playing games with. You were clearly out of their league."
With a curt bow, Cole steps over the two forms on the floor and moves to gather the rest of his belongings at his table, placing a few extra coins on it for the disturbance he had caused.
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Nara Wyvernspur
The priestess considered the drow mercenary's words and tone... Her training and innate ability to dissemble kept her anger from showing at all, but it raged within her. Smiling cheerfully, she looked the dark elf over. "You know, chum, our superiors really do expect their operatives to be able to see beyond appearance, to the heart of the matter." Her cheerful manner vanished in the blink of an eye, and she continued, in the native drow language, with no trace of an accent. "Know this, Zariel. I am favored by Mask, and stand high in the esteem of Zhentil Keep, as do you. You are here to work with me, and I will not allow your inability to see beyond a pretty face to jeopardize our goals."
Nara muttered a few syllables, then transformed to a female drow matron, terrible in her eldritch beauty, whipping a tentacled whip in the air angrily. "Does this form inspire more respect in you, sir?"
The priestess considered the drow mercenary's words and tone... Her training and innate ability to dissemble kept her anger from showing at all, but it raged within her. Smiling cheerfully, she looked the dark elf over. "You know, chum, our superiors really do expect their operatives to be able to see beyond appearance, to the heart of the matter." Her cheerful manner vanished in the blink of an eye, and she continued, in the native drow language, with no trace of an accent. "Know this, Zariel. I am favored by Mask, and stand high in the esteem of Zhentil Keep, as do you. You are here to work with me, and I will not allow your inability to see beyond a pretty face to jeopardize our goals."
Nara muttered a few syllables, then transformed to a female drow matron, terrible in her eldritch beauty, whipping a tentacled whip in the air angrily. "Does this form inspire more respect in you, sir?"
Princess Mel
Mel looked shocked for a moment, before regaining her non-existant wits and leaping out of her chair. She stalked across the bar towards Cole, who was currently paying his bill.
"How dare you?!!" shouted the princess. She got extremely close to his face and jabbed a finger at it. "How dare you interfere in my buisiness?! You are an insufferable lout! I will have your head for this, you moron! You apologize to those peasants right now, peasant, or so help me I will have my guards rip you to pieces!"
Mel looked shocked for a moment, before regaining her non-existant wits and leaping out of her chair. She stalked across the bar towards Cole, who was currently paying his bill.
"How dare you?!!" shouted the princess. She got extremely close to his face and jabbed a finger at it. "How dare you interfere in my buisiness?! You are an insufferable lout! I will have your head for this, you moron! You apologize to those peasants right now, peasant, or so help me I will have my guards rip you to pieces!"
BadForm
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Reidrann Mossadin
Reidrann looked at the board in mild surprise. "Unless you are aware of them changing the rules of chess, ladyhawk, I think you just made an illegal move. You probably thought you were making an en passant capture? But that can only happen immediately following a pawn making two forward moves from its starting rank - not a couple of moves later as in this case."
The ruckus over Princess Mel caught Reidrann's attention. She had assumed, even as she saw him approach, Cole could handle himself. That readily proved to be the case. However, he had also spoiled her fun. If Reidrann knew anything for certain about the wealthy, it was that they were all brats - and a rich brat could easily buy someone's head on a pole. She turned about to face Cole.
"Come, friend, you won't ruin the girl's fun and leave her unsatisfied will you?" She grinned and picked up her king, tossing it up and down easily in her hand as she spoke more loudly, addressing the rest of the tavern. "My friend and I were about to start playing chess... whose object is to mate. But from what I just hear, it sounds like our princess is looking for some fun of her own. What say the rest of you? Shall we have a game ourselves and show her we... peasants know how to have a good time?"
Reidrann looked at the board in mild surprise. "Unless you are aware of them changing the rules of chess, ladyhawk, I think you just made an illegal move. You probably thought you were making an en passant capture? But that can only happen immediately following a pawn making two forward moves from its starting rank - not a couple of moves later as in this case."
The ruckus over Princess Mel caught Reidrann's attention. She had assumed, even as she saw him approach, Cole could handle himself. That readily proved to be the case. However, he had also spoiled her fun. If Reidrann knew anything for certain about the wealthy, it was that they were all brats - and a rich brat could easily buy someone's head on a pole. She turned about to face Cole.
"Come, friend, you won't ruin the girl's fun and leave her unsatisfied will you?" She grinned and picked up her king, tossing it up and down easily in her hand as she spoke more loudly, addressing the rest of the tavern. "My friend and I were about to start playing chess... whose object is to mate. But from what I just hear, it sounds like our princess is looking for some fun of her own. What say the rest of you? Shall we have a game ourselves and show her we... peasants know how to have a good time?"
Isolde
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Cole
Cole was putting away his coins when an irate princess confronted him. Looking at the finger she pointed in his face, he simply laughed long and loud.
"Well, I have been called worse," He said," And I think your precious guards might be too busy congratulating me for saving their jobs as well as their lives to rip me or anything else to shreds. Besides, how dangerous can something that whipped be? You dont hide the fact that you are a royal spoiled brat very well, do you? It is going to get you more than just taken advantage of one day. Give it some time and it will get you killed."
Grabbing the princesses hand in his own, he allowed a rakish smile to cross his face as he said in a low voice.
"And, if I were you, I wouldnt settle for my head. There are other parts of me that are much more...entertaining shall we say." With another laugh, he kissed the back of her hand before picking up his things and heading to his room at the top of the stairs.
He had almost reached the top of the steps when he heard the woman calling out. Sighing, he put his things down and made his way back down the stairs.
"Excuse me, Mi'lady," He said as he picked Mel up and slung her over his shoulder,"But I havent got time for arguments and it looks as if this crowd is going to get out of hand real soon. Brilliant idea to let your body guards go. Simply brilliant."
Carrying the protesting girl on his shoulders, he again made his way up the stairs, grabbing his belongings on the way past.
Cole was putting away his coins when an irate princess confronted him. Looking at the finger she pointed in his face, he simply laughed long and loud.
"Well, I have been called worse," He said," And I think your precious guards might be too busy congratulating me for saving their jobs as well as their lives to rip me or anything else to shreds. Besides, how dangerous can something that whipped be? You dont hide the fact that you are a royal spoiled brat very well, do you? It is going to get you more than just taken advantage of one day. Give it some time and it will get you killed."
Grabbing the princesses hand in his own, he allowed a rakish smile to cross his face as he said in a low voice.
"And, if I were you, I wouldnt settle for my head. There are other parts of me that are much more...entertaining shall we say." With another laugh, he kissed the back of her hand before picking up his things and heading to his room at the top of the stairs.
He had almost reached the top of the steps when he heard the woman calling out. Sighing, he put his things down and made his way back down the stairs.
"Excuse me, Mi'lady," He said as he picked Mel up and slung her over his shoulder,"But I havent got time for arguments and it looks as if this crowd is going to get out of hand real soon. Brilliant idea to let your body guards go. Simply brilliant."
Carrying the protesting girl on his shoulders, he again made his way up the stairs, grabbing his belongings on the way past.
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Erin Rathe
I tap the woman's shoulder.
"Excuse me? Are you sure about that move?" I indicate the pawn. "Because, if that's so, I've been cheated out of more games than I care to count. By my own father, no less. I just realized something else. You are aware of me, but I still don't even know your name."
I tap the woman's shoulder.
"Excuse me? Are you sure about that move?" I indicate the pawn. "Because, if that's so, I've been cheated out of more games than I care to count. By my own father, no less. I just realized something else. You are aware of me, but I still don't even know your name."
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Reidrann Mossadin
Reidrann nodded. "I'm sure. I may not be very good at chess, but I do like to play a game every now and then... If you feel uncomfortable about it, I'm happy to clear the board and restart... or even to play a different game if you want."
She smiled and sat silent for a moment, running over the other question in her mind. It was true she had not introduced herself, and that had been for two reasons. Firstly, no matter how much of the goods you gave away, it was foolish to tell anyone you were a thief. Secondly, she loved to play mental games with people, testing their intelligence, patience and will. It had taken the knight a while to request an introduction again, but she had remembered at least. Reidrann chuckled.
"I guess I haven't told you who I am have I? My name is Reidrann and I make my living... adventuring and writing books. I'm what you might call a soldier of fortune. Now, shall we continue, or should we restart?"
Reidrann nodded. "I'm sure. I may not be very good at chess, but I do like to play a game every now and then... If you feel uncomfortable about it, I'm happy to clear the board and restart... or even to play a different game if you want."
She smiled and sat silent for a moment, running over the other question in her mind. It was true she had not introduced herself, and that had been for two reasons. Firstly, no matter how much of the goods you gave away, it was foolish to tell anyone you were a thief. Secondly, she loved to play mental games with people, testing their intelligence, patience and will. It had taken the knight a while to request an introduction again, but she had remembered at least. Reidrann chuckled.
"I guess I haven't told you who I am have I? My name is Reidrann and I make my living... adventuring and writing books. I'm what you might call a soldier of fortune. Now, shall we continue, or should we restart?"
Princess Mel
The Princess gritted her teeth in hate as the man who she had threatened merely laughed in her face. How dare he not take her seriously?! Who does this peasant think he is?!
Her face turned beet red when the unwashed commoner dared to touch her hand and place an uninvited kiss on it. She shivered slightly when his warm rough lips touched her soft cool fingers.
As the stranger moved away, Mel was prepared to let loose a whole string of unroyal words from her mouth when suddenly, a woman at the corner began to address the crowd. Her tone was demeaning, and her gaze intense. Although Mel knew she was better than this common woman, something about the other's bearing disturbed her.
"Excuse me, Mi'lady," Mel was caught by surprise when the stranger suddenly picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder. "But I havent got time for arguments and it looks as if this crowd is going to get out of hand real soon. Brilliant idea to let your body guards go. Simply brilliant."
"You barbarian! Unhand me!" shouted the Princess. "I'll have your head on a pike for this insolence! Guards! Guards! Where are you fools! Help me! I am BEING ACCOSTED!!!"
Unbeknownst to the Princess, her three defenders lay in a dark alley outside the pub. Each had a sizable hole in their chests, the contents of which were now decorating the walls of the alleyway. Standing over the corpses was a tall, bent figure covered in a brown blood-spattered cloak. The figure's eyes glowed slightly beneathe the shadows of the hood, shifting about in their sockets as it scanned the area for its target...
The Princess gritted her teeth in hate as the man who she had threatened merely laughed in her face. How dare he not take her seriously?! Who does this peasant think he is?!
Her face turned beet red when the unwashed commoner dared to touch her hand and place an uninvited kiss on it. She shivered slightly when his warm rough lips touched her soft cool fingers.
As the stranger moved away, Mel was prepared to let loose a whole string of unroyal words from her mouth when suddenly, a woman at the corner began to address the crowd. Her tone was demeaning, and her gaze intense. Although Mel knew she was better than this common woman, something about the other's bearing disturbed her.
"Excuse me, Mi'lady," Mel was caught by surprise when the stranger suddenly picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder. "But I havent got time for arguments and it looks as if this crowd is going to get out of hand real soon. Brilliant idea to let your body guards go. Simply brilliant."
"You barbarian! Unhand me!" shouted the Princess. "I'll have your head on a pike for this insolence! Guards! Guards! Where are you fools! Help me! I am BEING ACCOSTED!!!"
Unbeknownst to the Princess, her three defenders lay in a dark alley outside the pub. Each had a sizable hole in their chests, the contents of which were now decorating the walls of the alleyway. Standing over the corpses was a tall, bent figure covered in a brown blood-spattered cloak. The figure's eyes glowed slightly beneathe the shadows of the hood, shifting about in their sockets as it scanned the area for its target...
Isolde
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Cole
Cole sighed as he made his way down the hallway to his room. Didnt this woman ever shut up? He was beginning to seriously think about tossing her back to the two card players but his sense of honor wouldnt let him. He would really have to work on that. It seemed to cause him to get into too many annoying situations.
With diffuculty considering the princess was wiggling and thrashing about so much, he found the key to his room in one of his vest pockets and opened the door.
At that point, the woman almost fell off his shoulders and he quickly grabbed her, his gloved hand landing on her firm ass.
"Excuse me, Your Highness," He said with a chuckle as he repositioned her and got a better grip on her back.
Shouldering the door open, he went in, dropped his belongings and kicked the door closed. Turning to lock the door, he slid the key into a deep pocket where the royal brat would have to have him hold still and search should she want to find it and then moved over to the bed.
Tossing the kicking, screaming princess on the bed, Cole reached up to massage his shoulder.
"Been eating way too much of that rich food, Princess," He said as he then massaged his neck,"You might want to give up on the sweetmeats for a bit."
Moving to the table, he grabbed an apple and tossed it to her.
"Here. Tastes just as good and I wont get a strain in my neck next time I pick you up."
Pulling out a chair, Cole straddled it and faced the princess looking her up and down.
"Dont worry, your bodyguards should be around in a bit. Unless they are enjoying their break from your mouth too much and then you might have to make yourself at home until morning."
"By the way, the name is Cole. You might want to use that if you plan on getting my attention from now on. I respond much better to it than peasant, moron, lout or barbarian. And what do I call you? Your Royal Pain in the Neck or will just Wench do?"
Cole sighed as he made his way down the hallway to his room. Didnt this woman ever shut up? He was beginning to seriously think about tossing her back to the two card players but his sense of honor wouldnt let him. He would really have to work on that. It seemed to cause him to get into too many annoying situations.
With diffuculty considering the princess was wiggling and thrashing about so much, he found the key to his room in one of his vest pockets and opened the door.
At that point, the woman almost fell off his shoulders and he quickly grabbed her, his gloved hand landing on her firm ass.
"Excuse me, Your Highness," He said with a chuckle as he repositioned her and got a better grip on her back.
Shouldering the door open, he went in, dropped his belongings and kicked the door closed. Turning to lock the door, he slid the key into a deep pocket where the royal brat would have to have him hold still and search should she want to find it and then moved over to the bed.
Tossing the kicking, screaming princess on the bed, Cole reached up to massage his shoulder.
"Been eating way too much of that rich food, Princess," He said as he then massaged his neck,"You might want to give up on the sweetmeats for a bit."
Moving to the table, he grabbed an apple and tossed it to her.
"Here. Tastes just as good and I wont get a strain in my neck next time I pick you up."
Pulling out a chair, Cole straddled it and faced the princess looking her up and down.
"Dont worry, your bodyguards should be around in a bit. Unless they are enjoying their break from your mouth too much and then you might have to make yourself at home until morning."
"By the way, the name is Cole. You might want to use that if you plan on getting my attention from now on. I respond much better to it than peasant, moron, lout or barbarian. And what do I call you? Your Royal Pain in the Neck or will just Wench do?"
Princess Mel
The Princess glared at Cole as she sat up from the bed he had just tossed her in.
"Been eating way too much of that rich food, Princess," He said as he then massaged his neck,"You might want to give up on the sweetmeats for a bit."
Mel flinched at the remark, and crossed her arms in shame. Her older sisters had always teased her about her appearance, and she was slightly self-concious of anything relating to it. Fortunately for her pride, she always managed to hide her shame in a mask of detatchment.
Cole suddenly moved towards the table, picked up an apple, and tossed it to her. Mel made a half-hearted attempt to catch the fruit, but she failed to do so and it conked her on the forehead.
"Ow!"
Cole had moved away to pick up a chair, so he did not see the dramatisation of Newton Discovering Gravity. He stradled the chair and began talking in a friendly manner.
"Dont worry, your bodyguards should be around in a bit. Unless they are enjoying their break from your mouth too much and then you might have to make yourself at home until morning.
"By the way, the name is Cole. You might want to use that if you plan on getting my attention from now on. I respond much better to it than peasant, moron, lout or barbarian. And what do I call you? Your Royal Pain in the Neck or will just Wench do?"
Mel frowned at the loathesome peasant and gave an aristocratic sniff. "I am Melaine Francesca Torlane Medaricci Olthens, Princess. But you may address me as 'Your Highness,' 'My Lady,' or 'Mistress." She then smirked as she held her royal nose up at him. "You I shall call Worm, because as much as you tout your own petty existance, you are nothing but one when compared to me."
The Princess got up from the bed and stood in front of a bemused Cole. "Now, then, Worm... this tour of your hovel has been entertaining, but I am afraid I must be going home. Please be a nice little peon and open the door, so that I may have my bodyguards impale their swords upon your sorry flesh."
Mel smiled smugly, knowing that tough talk was what these peasants understood. She waited for the man to comply.
The Princess glared at Cole as she sat up from the bed he had just tossed her in.
"Been eating way too much of that rich food, Princess," He said as he then massaged his neck,"You might want to give up on the sweetmeats for a bit."
Mel flinched at the remark, and crossed her arms in shame. Her older sisters had always teased her about her appearance, and she was slightly self-concious of anything relating to it. Fortunately for her pride, she always managed to hide her shame in a mask of detatchment.
Cole suddenly moved towards the table, picked up an apple, and tossed it to her. Mel made a half-hearted attempt to catch the fruit, but she failed to do so and it conked her on the forehead.
"Ow!"
Cole had moved away to pick up a chair, so he did not see the dramatisation of Newton Discovering Gravity. He stradled the chair and began talking in a friendly manner.
"Dont worry, your bodyguards should be around in a bit. Unless they are enjoying their break from your mouth too much and then you might have to make yourself at home until morning.
"By the way, the name is Cole. You might want to use that if you plan on getting my attention from now on. I respond much better to it than peasant, moron, lout or barbarian. And what do I call you? Your Royal Pain in the Neck or will just Wench do?"
Mel frowned at the loathesome peasant and gave an aristocratic sniff. "I am Melaine Francesca Torlane Medaricci Olthens, Princess. But you may address me as 'Your Highness,' 'My Lady,' or 'Mistress." She then smirked as she held her royal nose up at him. "You I shall call Worm, because as much as you tout your own petty existance, you are nothing but one when compared to me."
The Princess got up from the bed and stood in front of a bemused Cole. "Now, then, Worm... this tour of your hovel has been entertaining, but I am afraid I must be going home. Please be a nice little peon and open the door, so that I may have my bodyguards impale their swords upon your sorry flesh."
Mel smiled smugly, knowing that tough talk was what these peasants understood. She waited for the man to comply.
Isolde
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Cole
A smile of bemusement was on Cole's face as he let the princess ramble on. It was all he could do not to laugh at her again. Well, he may not be able to use his bed tonight but the entertainment value was worth the coins he had paid for the room.
"Oh really," Cole said, catching a nice view of the princess' form as she stood before him. Sitting as he was he was getting a rather nice eyeful of her and was deciding that maybe he had been a bit too hasty in his earlier statement. He made no pretense of not looking, either. If the princess didnt know she was being sized up, it was because she was being too haughty to notice him.
"So, tell me Melaine Francesca Torlane Medaricci Olthens, Princess, what skills do you have that makes you so much better than the 'peasants' that are calling for your blood downstairs? Can you cook, clean, sew, tend livestock, fight off hordes of monsters trying to overrun a town? Looking down your nose at people and knowing what scarf goes with what dress doesnt count. Or do you have someone dress you too?"
Standing up and moving to spread out his bedroll, he said,"And unless those skills of yours include being able to hold off a mob with a nail file, I think you are better off laying down and trying to get some sleep. The inn will close in a few hours and I will walk you home and hand you over to your caretakers then. I honestly dont feel like fighting and possibly killing any of your subjects especially when I have half a mind to go ahead and open the door and let them work out their frustrations on your royal hide."
Looking over his shoulder, he nodded toward the bed. "If I were you, I would try to get a few hours of sleep. There is nothing worse than a cranky princess."
A smile of bemusement was on Cole's face as he let the princess ramble on. It was all he could do not to laugh at her again. Well, he may not be able to use his bed tonight but the entertainment value was worth the coins he had paid for the room.
"Oh really," Cole said, catching a nice view of the princess' form as she stood before him. Sitting as he was he was getting a rather nice eyeful of her and was deciding that maybe he had been a bit too hasty in his earlier statement. He made no pretense of not looking, either. If the princess didnt know she was being sized up, it was because she was being too haughty to notice him.
"So, tell me Melaine Francesca Torlane Medaricci Olthens, Princess, what skills do you have that makes you so much better than the 'peasants' that are calling for your blood downstairs? Can you cook, clean, sew, tend livestock, fight off hordes of monsters trying to overrun a town? Looking down your nose at people and knowing what scarf goes with what dress doesnt count. Or do you have someone dress you too?"
Standing up and moving to spread out his bedroll, he said,"And unless those skills of yours include being able to hold off a mob with a nail file, I think you are better off laying down and trying to get some sleep. The inn will close in a few hours and I will walk you home and hand you over to your caretakers then. I honestly dont feel like fighting and possibly killing any of your subjects especially when I have half a mind to go ahead and open the door and let them work out their frustrations on your royal hide."
Looking over his shoulder, he nodded toward the bed. "If I were you, I would try to get a few hours of sleep. There is nothing worse than a cranky princess."
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Erin Rathe
I sighed and looked at the board again. Grinning at her, I said, "I've lost my taste for the chess game. How about arm wrestling?" I couldn't even pretend that was serious. I was laughing almost before I finished asking. "Sorry. And why be so cagey about your avocation?" I lowered my voice a bit. "Adventuring? Writing books? My guess is you're a Tomb Breaker by trade, plying your wits against the traps and schemes of ancient civilizations just to bring back some bauble or trinket. Your build is perfect for the job; slender and athletic, yet.." I coughed. "Obviously feminine. The light, nimble fingers were something of a giveaway as well." I smiled at her expression. "An unobservant Knight is a dead Knight. You know sometwhat of me, but not the whole of it. It's possible you haven't noticed, but I'm not entirely human." A slight smile crossed her face at that.
"Hold, just one moment. Reidrann? As in Reidrann Mossadin?" She blinked, while I fished in my belt pouch, finally pulling out a small, somewhat battered book. "Would you autograph my copy of 'Leather Thongs'?" I asked, holding the book out with a smile.
I sighed and looked at the board again. Grinning at her, I said, "I've lost my taste for the chess game. How about arm wrestling?" I couldn't even pretend that was serious. I was laughing almost before I finished asking. "Sorry. And why be so cagey about your avocation?" I lowered my voice a bit. "Adventuring? Writing books? My guess is you're a Tomb Breaker by trade, plying your wits against the traps and schemes of ancient civilizations just to bring back some bauble or trinket. Your build is perfect for the job; slender and athletic, yet.." I coughed. "Obviously feminine. The light, nimble fingers were something of a giveaway as well." I smiled at her expression. "An unobservant Knight is a dead Knight. You know sometwhat of me, but not the whole of it. It's possible you haven't noticed, but I'm not entirely human." A slight smile crossed her face at that.
"Hold, just one moment. Reidrann? As in Reidrann Mossadin?" She blinked, while I fished in my belt pouch, finally pulling out a small, somewhat battered book. "Would you autograph my copy of 'Leather Thongs'?" I asked, holding the book out with a smile.
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Reidrann Mossadin
That surprised her. Never before had she been asked to autograph a copy of one of her books, as those who bought them were generally too uptight to ever admit it. The nobles, priests, scholars and knights. All cared too much about their reputation to ever be honest about their desires. This one was obviously one of a kind. She took the book with a smile, and called for a quill and ink.
"So, first you can tell me how you'd like it signed... then tell me more about the non-human part of your background."
That surprised her. Never before had she been asked to autograph a copy of one of her books, as those who bought them were generally too uptight to ever admit it. The nobles, priests, scholars and knights. All cared too much about their reputation to ever be honest about their desires. This one was obviously one of a kind. She took the book with a smile, and called for a quill and ink.
"So, first you can tell me how you'd like it signed... then tell me more about the non-human part of your background."
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Nara
OOC: Here begins the adventuring portion of the thread. As this story is multi-faceted, if you don't want your character to explore dungeons and such, just do whatever it is you wish. Anyone that does want to join Nara, Cole, and Zariel on their stuff, please help me out in figuring out just how to get us together. The tricky part will be getting the 'good' guys to want to work with the 'bad' guys.
Zariel opened his mouth to reply, but whatever it was he had planned to say never got out. A shimmering, masked and robed figure appeared between the two Zhentarim, and began to speak. "Nara, Zariel, I see you have gotten together. Excellent timing. This applies to the both of you. It has come to our attention that kobolds in your area have been selling very special fruit, two kinds, one each, once every year. The one fruit, looking much like a bright green apple, will cure anything, heal any wound, and grant the eater heightened physical abilities. The other fruit, looking much like a black apple, is one of the deadliest poisons we've ever encountered. The kobolds are rumoured to be laired in the ruins to the south of town. Gather a party of dupes to aid you, go in, and discover the source of these fruits."
The figure faded, without awaiting a response.
Nara, still appearing to be a noble drow matron, sighed. "Yes, Lord Fzoul."
OOC: Here begins the adventuring portion of the thread. As this story is multi-faceted, if you don't want your character to explore dungeons and such, just do whatever it is you wish. Anyone that does want to join Nara, Cole, and Zariel on their stuff, please help me out in figuring out just how to get us together. The tricky part will be getting the 'good' guys to want to work with the 'bad' guys.
Zariel opened his mouth to reply, but whatever it was he had planned to say never got out. A shimmering, masked and robed figure appeared between the two Zhentarim, and began to speak. "Nara, Zariel, I see you have gotten together. Excellent timing. This applies to the both of you. It has come to our attention that kobolds in your area have been selling very special fruit, two kinds, one each, once every year. The one fruit, looking much like a bright green apple, will cure anything, heal any wound, and grant the eater heightened physical abilities. The other fruit, looking much like a black apple, is one of the deadliest poisons we've ever encountered. The kobolds are rumoured to be laired in the ruins to the south of town. Gather a party of dupes to aid you, go in, and discover the source of these fruits."
The figure faded, without awaiting a response.
Nara, still appearing to be a noble drow matron, sighed. "Yes, Lord Fzoul."
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Little Wart
Trychaea has granted my request and she has stepped into the The Wagon and dropped her cloak over me!
I like the way that My Beautiful One Smells I start to kiss,lick & Tongue Trychaea's pussy with a passionate intensity!
I attack Trychaea's Clitoris and start licking it & sucking on it with Great Passion for Dwarf with a very Large Cock a Huge Sex Drive for a Dwarf!
Trychaea has granted my request and she has stepped into the The Wagon and dropped her cloak over me!
I like the way that My Beautiful One Smells I start to kiss,lick & Tongue Trychaea's pussy with a passionate intensity!
I attack Trychaea's Clitoris and start licking it & sucking on it with Great Passion for Dwarf with a very Large Cock a Huge Sex Drive for a Dwarf!
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Princess Mel
Mel was completely shocked when the commoner before her just dismissed her threats and went to sleep. None of her servants would dare do that! Yet, here was some nobody treating her like a commoner! What nerves!
She almost went over to his sleeping form and demanded the keys to the door, but a noise startled her. Something was moving outsid the room, in the hallway. There were heavy footfalls on the wooden floor, and it sounded as if someone were pacing back and forth outside the door.
Mel gulped in fear. "Worm... worm!" she whispered. The man didn't move. "Cole..."
There was a sudden loud thump, which caused the princess to shriek in surprise. Mel leapt onto the bed and under the covers faster than a Blue Wind Demon through the breeze. She began whimpering in fear as the noises outside continued.
Mel was completely shocked when the commoner before her just dismissed her threats and went to sleep. None of her servants would dare do that! Yet, here was some nobody treating her like a commoner! What nerves!
She almost went over to his sleeping form and demanded the keys to the door, but a noise startled her. Something was moving outsid the room, in the hallway. There were heavy footfalls on the wooden floor, and it sounded as if someone were pacing back and forth outside the door.
Mel gulped in fear. "Worm... worm!" she whispered. The man didn't move. "Cole..."
There was a sudden loud thump, which caused the princess to shriek in surprise. Mel leapt onto the bed and under the covers faster than a Blue Wind Demon through the breeze. She began whimpering in fear as the noises outside continued.
SpectreT
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Erin Rathe
I smiled as she asked for quill and ink.
"Address it as you will, you know my name." I said. "As for my nonhuman heritage, it seems my mother's mother was half-celestial. I thought I just had funny eyes until the Act of Valor that finally earned my Knighthood. Contrary to popular belief, Knighthood isn't hereditary. You seem surprised at every turn by my sexual honesty, from my interest in my own gender as much as the opposite gender, to my more.. kinky interests. I don't lie to myself, and feel no shame for my interests and desires, so why should I lie about them or hide them?" I was grinning. "So, how do you feel about making time with a literally divine piece of ass?" I was interrupted by the arrival of the quill and ink.
I smiled as she asked for quill and ink.
"Address it as you will, you know my name." I said. "As for my nonhuman heritage, it seems my mother's mother was half-celestial. I thought I just had funny eyes until the Act of Valor that finally earned my Knighthood. Contrary to popular belief, Knighthood isn't hereditary. You seem surprised at every turn by my sexual honesty, from my interest in my own gender as much as the opposite gender, to my more.. kinky interests. I don't lie to myself, and feel no shame for my interests and desires, so why should I lie about them or hide them?" I was grinning. "So, how do you feel about making time with a literally divine piece of ass?" I was interrupted by the arrival of the quill and ink.
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Cole
Cole was instantly awake and listening to the noises from the room, only half aware that the princess had used his name instead of an insult. He lay still, though, his ears attune to the goings on outside the door.
At the princess' shriek of terror, he rolled over to his feet and gave the quivering bundle on the bed a glance before moving to the door, his sword sliding out of the sheath in one deft movement.
Laying a hand against the door, he felt a tingling sensation that seemed to pierce his very soul and, putting his ear to the door, he heard a strange sound such as chanting but he could not understand the language. He did understand the meaning of it though. MAGIC! And magic about to be used to get into this very room by the feel of the air around him.
Replacing his sword and moving to the bed in a few long strides, he ripped the covers from the princess and drug her out of the bed.
"Come on," He said as he gathered what few things he could put in pockets or belt. The majority of his belongings were going to be lost. He hated when that happened.
"I dont know who is trying to come through that door but, if the feel of it is right, he is powerful. Not one of the 'peasants' from downstairs. I know when to run and when to fight. Right now we run."
Using a rope from his pack, he tied one end around a wall fixture and threw the other end out the window. Testing it for the ability to hold their weight, his attention was taken to the door which, even then, was glowing a white hot. They had only moments before they were joined by uninvited company.
Jumping on the ledge, he dragged the princess with him and bent as best as he could so that she could get her arms around his neck and hold on and Cole could carry her on his back.
"Hold on, princess," Cole said in a strained voice,"This is going to be close." With a swift movement, he repelled out the window and down the wall just as the sound of a huge explosion filled the room and bits of wood from the door exited the window and showered over them.
Cole was just a few feet away from the ground and decided to chance it rather than get caught hanging.
"Dont let go," He said to Mel as he released his hold from the rope and landed on the ground with knees bent, letting his bent legs take the impact before rolling to the side as best as he could with the princess on his back.
Standing up, he helped Mel to her feet and looked up. There was a dark form in a dark robe standing and looking out the window at them. As he looked, the form raised his hands and they begin to glow.
"This looks like as good a time to get you back to the palace as any, Princess,"Cole said taking her hand and beginning to run down the alleyway.
Moments later, a shriek filled the air and Cole was jerked to a stop as Mel slammed on the brakes. There, lying on the ground with holes in their chests and their guts covering the wall, were her guards.
Grabbing Mel's hand again, Cole said,"A very good time to get you back. Lets go, Princess unless you want the same thing to happen to you." With that, he was off towards the road.
"The castle, which way?," He said as they reached it.
OOC: Sorry to move your char so much Mr Sand. If you dont like I can edit.
Cole was instantly awake and listening to the noises from the room, only half aware that the princess had used his name instead of an insult. He lay still, though, his ears attune to the goings on outside the door.
At the princess' shriek of terror, he rolled over to his feet and gave the quivering bundle on the bed a glance before moving to the door, his sword sliding out of the sheath in one deft movement.
Laying a hand against the door, he felt a tingling sensation that seemed to pierce his very soul and, putting his ear to the door, he heard a strange sound such as chanting but he could not understand the language. He did understand the meaning of it though. MAGIC! And magic about to be used to get into this very room by the feel of the air around him.
Replacing his sword and moving to the bed in a few long strides, he ripped the covers from the princess and drug her out of the bed.
"Come on," He said as he gathered what few things he could put in pockets or belt. The majority of his belongings were going to be lost. He hated when that happened.
"I dont know who is trying to come through that door but, if the feel of it is right, he is powerful. Not one of the 'peasants' from downstairs. I know when to run and when to fight. Right now we run."
Using a rope from his pack, he tied one end around a wall fixture and threw the other end out the window. Testing it for the ability to hold their weight, his attention was taken to the door which, even then, was glowing a white hot. They had only moments before they were joined by uninvited company.
Jumping on the ledge, he dragged the princess with him and bent as best as he could so that she could get her arms around his neck and hold on and Cole could carry her on his back.
"Hold on, princess," Cole said in a strained voice,"This is going to be close." With a swift movement, he repelled out the window and down the wall just as the sound of a huge explosion filled the room and bits of wood from the door exited the window and showered over them.
Cole was just a few feet away from the ground and decided to chance it rather than get caught hanging.
"Dont let go," He said to Mel as he released his hold from the rope and landed on the ground with knees bent, letting his bent legs take the impact before rolling to the side as best as he could with the princess on his back.
Standing up, he helped Mel to her feet and looked up. There was a dark form in a dark robe standing and looking out the window at them. As he looked, the form raised his hands and they begin to glow.
"This looks like as good a time to get you back to the palace as any, Princess,"Cole said taking her hand and beginning to run down the alleyway.
Moments later, a shriek filled the air and Cole was jerked to a stop as Mel slammed on the brakes. There, lying on the ground with holes in their chests and their guts covering the wall, were her guards.
Grabbing Mel's hand again, Cole said,"A very good time to get you back. Lets go, Princess unless you want the same thing to happen to you." With that, he was off towards the road.
"The castle, which way?," He said as they reached it.
OOC: Sorry to move your char so much Mr Sand. If you dont like I can edit.
HippieChick
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Twinkle Toes Sammy
Trychaea could feel his lips and tongue on her sex as he went to work. His bushy beard tickled at her thighs and heightened the sensation. Gripping his head through my robe, she pulled him closer, and he responded with more furious sucking and licking. In the half-demon's current state, it wouldn't take long to bring her to orgasm, so she pulled my robe up and pushed him onto his back.
She unbuckled his belt and pulled his trousers down far enough to release his prick. Gripping it in one fist, she sized up the dwarf's cock. Leaning forward, she gave it a few licks and then stood up. No more foreplay. If he was willing to continue without removing any further clothes, perhaps she could get what she needed without ever revealing her true form. It wouldn't be the first time.
Trychaea placed a knee on either side of the dwarf's short, but broad body. She lowered herself onto his shaft, relishing in the filling sensation.
Trychaea could feel his lips and tongue on her sex as he went to work. His bushy beard tickled at her thighs and heightened the sensation. Gripping his head through my robe, she pulled him closer, and he responded with more furious sucking and licking. In the half-demon's current state, it wouldn't take long to bring her to orgasm, so she pulled my robe up and pushed him onto his back.
She unbuckled his belt and pulled his trousers down far enough to release his prick. Gripping it in one fist, she sized up the dwarf's cock. Leaning forward, she gave it a few licks and then stood up. No more foreplay. If he was willing to continue without removing any further clothes, perhaps she could get what she needed without ever revealing her true form. It wouldn't be the first time.
Trychaea placed a knee on either side of the dwarf's short, but broad body. She lowered herself onto his shaft, relishing in the filling sensation.
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Little Wart
Trychaea pulled me Tighter against her Sex and I responded with more furious licking and sucking on her Clitoris she raised her robe and pushed me onto my back!
Trychaea made fast work of unbuckling my belt and pulling my trousers down almost far enough!
I ask Trychaea to please pull my trousers down a little more and she would then get all of my Cock!
Oh merciful heavens but Trychaea's Tongue fells so very good on My Cock I ask for just a few more licks that are driving me wild with Passionate Desire!
I look into My Beautiful Trychaea's Eyes I say that I can not wait that I want you NOW!
I watch Trychaea's hand as she takes ahold of my Very Large Cock and she straddles my body and brings My Cock to the opening of her Sweet Pussy!
I can feel the very tip of My Cock enter her Pussy I take ahold of her hips and lower her gently until she has taken all of My Very Large Cock all the way inside of her very hot Pussy I let her get used to My Cocks Size before going any farther Trychaea's Pussy is so god damn tight!
Trychaea pulled me Tighter against her Sex and I responded with more furious licking and sucking on her Clitoris she raised her robe and pushed me onto my back!
Trychaea made fast work of unbuckling my belt and pulling my trousers down almost far enough!
I ask Trychaea to please pull my trousers down a little more and she would then get all of my Cock!
Oh merciful heavens but Trychaea's Tongue fells so very good on My Cock I ask for just a few more licks that are driving me wild with Passionate Desire!
I look into My Beautiful Trychaea's Eyes I say that I can not wait that I want you NOW!
I watch Trychaea's hand as she takes ahold of my Very Large Cock and she straddles my body and brings My Cock to the opening of her Sweet Pussy!
I can feel the very tip of My Cock enter her Pussy I take ahold of her hips and lower her gently until she has taken all of My Very Large Cock all the way inside of her very hot Pussy I let her get used to My Cocks Size before going any farther Trychaea's Pussy is so god damn tight!
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BadForm
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Reidrann Mossadin
Reidrann took the quill and dipped it in the ink, thinking momentarily about how to sign the book. With a quick flourish she wrote "For the Joy of feeling your Rathe, Reidrann Mossadin." She pushed the book back across the table to her fan and grinned.
"I never could resist a bad pun," she said. "Now, as to your other question. Indeed, lets take a room and let me sample your ambrosia sweet demon. If you're divine then let me taste the ambrosic food of the gods."
She spun out of her chair and around the table. Her arms twisted momentarily around the knight's shoulders as her hands reached down across her chest. Then she kissed her ear and whispered, "Let's go."
Reidrann took the quill and dipped it in the ink, thinking momentarily about how to sign the book. With a quick flourish she wrote "For the Joy of feeling your Rathe, Reidrann Mossadin." She pushed the book back across the table to her fan and grinned.
"I never could resist a bad pun," she said. "Now, as to your other question. Indeed, lets take a room and let me sample your ambrosia sweet demon. If you're divine then let me taste the ambrosic food of the gods."
She spun out of her chair and around the table. Her arms twisted momentarily around the knight's shoulders as her hands reached down across her chest. Then she kissed her ear and whispered, "Let's go."
SpectreT
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Erin Rathe
I grinned and stood up, bringing Reidrann with me., her toes barely brushing the floor as I tucked my signed book away. Reaching back, I took her legs, giving her a piggy-back ride through the common room, stomping up the stairs, which groaned at the combined weight of me, my plate-and-chain armor, and my passenger. I had a room here for the week, maybe longer, if something didn't call me away. I worked the strange lock (probably gnomish) and walked into my room. I let Reidrann down once I got there, and closed th door, listening to the strange clockwork of the lock snap back into place. I looked at my soon-to-be bedmate with a smirk.
"This part usually goes quicker with a squire," I said, nodding toward the armor dummy even as I leaned my claymore into its slot on the weapons rack. "Please help me out with this armor."
I grinned and stood up, bringing Reidrann with me., her toes barely brushing the floor as I tucked my signed book away. Reaching back, I took her legs, giving her a piggy-back ride through the common room, stomping up the stairs, which groaned at the combined weight of me, my plate-and-chain armor, and my passenger. I had a room here for the week, maybe longer, if something didn't call me away. I worked the strange lock (probably gnomish) and walked into my room. I let Reidrann down once I got there, and closed th door, listening to the strange clockwork of the lock snap back into place. I looked at my soon-to-be bedmate with a smirk.
"This part usually goes quicker with a squire," I said, nodding toward the armor dummy even as I leaned my claymore into its slot on the weapons rack. "Please help me out with this armor."
