The War of the Deep (Forgotten Realms)

[Drakkwall]

Bareuk blinked before he grinned and let his hand big fingers brushinto her thighs and rub against her covered (or uncovered if you wish for her to be that way) pussy and licked his own lips while his other hand grasped her tiny foot and slowly opened a zipper in his codpiece, he had taken this magically stretchable zipper it off a human wizard's corpse some years ago and found it very useful, and let her foot slide inside and feel his cock. The big warty manhood was almost getting hard, but he was keeping it as limp as he could as he didn't want to give away his lust too soon to the rest of the tavern, he had heard about some people not liking public sexuality, he didn't really care but you never knew if it would be helpful. "Hmmmm Bareuk no know if da other trolls be as good as Bareuk, but Bareuk able da go two nights if Bareuk have eated good. Bareuk no know if da pretty humie be da able da handle Bareuk's kock, it be da big thing fer da humie pussy." good thing the tavern was so loud or the other patrosn would have heard his blunt speech.

 

[iridium248]

Her foot slid over the troll's cock, and Valenica shivered, deep down, feeling how thick it was, wondering how that might length would feel *in* her...She stifled a yelp as the troll's fingers found her, rubbing against her lacy black panties.

"By the gods," she hissed, her magnificent bosom heaving. "Do you...have a room?" the sorceress inquired, tingling with lust, feeling the troll's warty shaft pulse and throb beneath her bare foot. "Or- How about here?"

 

[Drakkwall]

The troll grinned and looked around, there was no one watching them, well except for the tavern wenches who had no men to entertain, the elf wench had walked over to the druid and the ranger and with a sensual voice asked what she could offer them. "If da pretty humie no care if da other think pretty humie be da pretty slut, then Bareuk no mind fucking pretty humie slut 'ere." As he said the part about slut he slide aside her panties with his finger and slid a finger into her cunt, and pushed it deep inside when he said slut again, he didn't have language skills but he sure knew how to enjoy sexual ministrations and how to apply them, the stocking of the sexy sorceress' feet felt rather good on his cock, and the dark color it gave her fine legs was very nice as well.

 

[Daniela22]

Targ's suggestions sounded reasonable. A local sage could probably point them to the location of at least one of the landmarks and if not could provide guidance how to find them. The unexpected possibilities that unfolded before Aeria's inner eye were exciting. Who knew what awaited them at the end of their journey...

An inner voice interrupted Aeria's thoughts. 'Hold on a moment! Them... their...' It was true, she had just naturally accepted the mysterious druids companionship and incorporated him into her plans. Strange enough as Aeria normally was more of a lone wolf than anything.

But this guy seemed friendly despite his wild appearance. He extended his giant claw (and it was giant, he could probably have lifted the slim ranger with one hand... accidentally) and held it out for her. "Name's Targ by the way Miss." he growled and made a face that he maybe intended to show a smile. The attempt failed gloriously. The grimace actually was still good enough to make little children scream for their mommy but Aeria didn't mind. She shook his hand. "I'm Aeria, formerly of Conyberry, now at home wherever it suits me."

She smiled at Targ and wondered if he was equally excited about this quest and their new-formed companionship.

Then she yawned and noticed how tired she actually was. "Well, I'll head for my room then. Much to do tomorrow and you wouldn't want me sleep-deprived. I'll be more unpleasant than the wildest troll." She gathered her belongings and got up. Before she left the tap room the young ranger turned around once more. "Nice to meet you... Targ." she purred, winked at the druid and climbed the stairwell to the private quarters.

 

[iridium248]

Valenica's elegant face flushed as the troll's finger sank into her; An electric surge of pleasure tingled through her body, her legs sliding apart ever-so-slightly, beneath the table, a small whimper leaving her throat. Somehow, she was aware that she *was* a little drunk...Enough to be reckless, and more than enough not to care! And, chatting up a perfect stranger- A troll to boot...She'd already come this far, hadn't she? Why not take it- All the way?

A quick glance about showed that the inn was quieting down for the night, the few remaining customers either drunk, or shuffling off to bed, with several wenches still circulating. They were in a shadowy nook, though, and the sharp-looking ranger had turned in for the night; She could just get away with it!

A trifle tipsily, the sorceress stood, gently guiding away the rough hand that had been fingering her; "I 'no care'...Bareuk..." Valencia purred, her sultry voice a clear invitation. She stepped around the table, settling herself down on the troll's lap; Her heart pounded at the thought of just...riding...him, mounting this subhuman beast with abandon. "-Let's give those wenches a real show..."

 

[Drakkwall]

Bareuk grinned andslowly let his hands cup the sorceress' impressive bossom and fondeld them with his big hands before tracing down a hand to her crotch, he ripped off the part of her thong covering her pussy and then slowly slid his large trollhood out of his pants, letting the big monster slide up her gown and slide up her stomach, pressed between the soft material of her gown and her skin. The root of his thick warty cock rubbed her pussy while the length rubbed her stomach and the head poked between her cleavage, slidign precum between the lush orbs. Even though his cock is big and hard is it very flexible and he can easily keep it in his pants even when it's hard, and while not many women he has fucked could take it all the way in was there no complains from him.

"Mmmmm.... pretty humie be going da get da good fuckin." He growled int oher ear before nibbling her neck with his sharp teeth and slowly lifted her up, letting her pussy slide along the length of his warty cock, making it wetter as it traced its hard length, and soon it was over the head, which Bareuk teasingy poke into her tight little slit until heslowly let her drop down o nhis cock, he warped his mouth around hers to keep her noices down and let his hands pull out her breasts from her gown and grope them roughly as he slowly filled her to the max.

 

[iridium248]

The troll's thick, powerful fingers found purchase on Valenica's rump and hips as he hoisted her off her feet, until his strength was the only thing keeping her aloft. Well, that, and the bulbous head of his mammoth organ, paused at the entrance to her pussy. The sensation of her silky lips brushing over his huge tip is unbearable, and it's all she could do not to cry out in satisfaction as he brings her down onto his cock, sheathing himself within her moist, juicy folds...

The sorceress grunted, a wordless sound of effort, tensing as the troll drove his considerable length all the way in, his balls slapping loudly against her firm butt. "Ohhhhhhhh!" Valencia groaned, eyes glazing with lust as she grinded her hips in circular motions, swirling him around within her! Amazingly, she made no sound of pain- Only pleasure, sinking gladly onto the hard shaft splitting her sweet pussy open. Her plush body shuddered involuntarily, sculpted ass clenched tight as Baeruk buried himself into her softest flesh, the sweet moistness of her inner walls eagerly clasping his cock!

Her moans were muffled as the troll's mouth covered hers, thrusting his tongue down her throat. Without thought, the sorceress let him drink her, as Baeruk's cock pounded in and out of her tight sheath- In fact, she kissed back, sucking his face, tracing his tusks and mouth with her lips! The sheer furtiveness, the naked lust of their fucking excited Valencia immensely, the midnight-haired beauty dropping her weight onto the troll, grinding against his as she met every thrust, her full breasts jiggling wonderfully in his big hands. The ample mounds swayed in the cool air, low gasps escaping the woman's throat as Bareuk pinched and twisted at her nipples- At the rate they were fucking, she wasn't going to last too long!

 

[Feral_Intelligence]

Targ

Targ understood what Aeria's wink meant. It had been far to long since the last time he had any company. He stood up and fallowed her swaying hips up the stairs and into her private room. As soon as the door was closed, he wrapped his arms around her body with a deep growl. He lifted her up and pressed his lips to hers in an agressive, breath stealing kiss. He slammed her back against the wall as he ground his hips against hers. His clawed hands raked at her back, and he had to be careful not to completely shred her cloths.

 

[Daniela22]

Aeria had briefly wondered if she should turn back and more or less invite him to follow her. She had done it, maybe with more instinct than thought. Aeria had just entered her room when he was there, his huge figure standing in the door frame, blocking out the glow of the fire from the tap room.

Now it was pitch black in the small square room that didn't hold anything but a low bunk but it didn't matter. She could sense Targ without seeing. She smelled his scent, musky, earthy but not unpleasant, reminding her of the woods. She heard his raspy breath, always with the hint of a low growl, she felt the heat that he radiated and than he was on her, all about. Grabbing her wrists, slamming her against the wooden wall, his taste in her mouth, forceful but not hurting.

His claws scratched Aeria's skin and tore at her clothes. With nimble fingers she untied her tunic and let it slide down to her ankles just before the druid could tear it apart. She was naked underneath now only in her boots. Greedily the petite ranger sucked in the druids tongue, and slid her hand into his pants. His member was hot and stiff, pulsating in her grasp. She worked him, hungry for the act, her pussy wet and waiting. There was his hand, no, his claw on her sweet lips, feeling her up, rubbing, surprisingly gentle. She gasped, she screamed, totally lost in their moment.

She wanted him to take her, and take her hard. Too many time spent alone in the woods left everyone famished for this kind of ailment.

She was sure that Targ understood this just too well....

 

[Feral_Intelligence]

Targ

Targ tossed Aeria on to the bed. As appealing as her form was, he did not waste time admiring it. Targ pulled off his shirt then opened his pants. His mamoth cock was hard with lust for the ranger that was naked except for her boots before him.

He spread her legs with no preamble and placed the engorged head of his cock at her waiting slit. He placed his hands on her shoulders, his talons lightly biting in. Bent over her body, he looked into her eyes with the gaze of an animal caught up in the seasonal rut. He thrust his cock deep inside of her hot, wet slit with a roar. He burried himself to the hilt inside of her welcoming pussy. With a throaty growl he began to fuck her like an animal.

 

[Daniela22]

Aeria landed hard on the bunk. This wasn't about caring and softness, touching and caressing. It was wild, it was raw. Pure energy between the two of them. Targ clawed her shoulders when he drove his cock into her. It was huge, not only long but thick and it filled her petite figure up pretty well. She was stretched but so wet that it was bearable. More so it was enjoyable.

Aeria was carried away by their wildness. They were not lovers but rather two animals in a fight of lust and sex. His talons cut into her skin, she would surely carry away some pretty revealing marks, but Aeria did her best to be an equal. She scratched and pinched the druid's rough, leathery skin, kissed him, bit him all wrapped up in the giant wave of ecstasy that swept over them.

Targ moved fast and with force, she felt like her tummy could explode, his cock in her pussy. She had lost control of what she did, it seemed like aeons ago, she cried and whined and screamed with delight. But this was probably drowned in Targ's growling and roaring.

Before long Aeria felt her orgasm approach, her pussy gripping the druid's cock even more...

 

[Feral_Intelligence]

Targ

Targ thrust away at her like the animal he was. He slammed against her like waves crashing against a cliff in a hurricane. He was filled with a fiery lust that was eager for release as he rutted against her. Each brutal slam was likely to leave her that much sorer in the morning, but she seemed to like it well enough and was trying to give back in return.

Targ's fangs sunk into her neck and shoulders as he ground against her. He had enough control not to draw blood, but the marks would be there for a while. His claws scratched at her skin leaving light red trails. He dug them into her breasts as his lips devoured her mouth.

He could feel that she was at the edge of bursting. He lifted himself up for more leverage and began to slam away with even greater vigor. He knew he would not last much longer, but pushed his endurance. He wanted to feel her juices rush over his cock. He let out a roar as he drove in hard.

 

[Drakkwall]

Growling deeply Bareuk fucked the fine sorceress as she took his trollhood all the way into her sweet tight pussy, it was the some time since he had felt such a good pussy. As she kissed his tusks and face he grinned, seeing her lust filled eyes and body arch with heat and passion to be fucked like a wild cat in heat. Leaning back into the couch he was sitting on the troll let the sex hungry minx of a sorceress bounce on his cock as he thrusted into her, letting his big hands grope and fondle her breasts and buttocks while his mouthkissed her to keep her vocie down.

His warty cock plunged into her tight pussy like a thick club covered by bumps, rubbing her insides and pussy lips almost in a torturing manner as the warts rubbed her clit, labida and insides in a most erotic, sensual and a little disturbing manner. Growling into her ear Bareuk thrusts grew harder and his big hands groped her big firm breasts, which were a good deal big as they made a perfect handful for his big hands. "Hrrrrrr pretty humie be da good slut fuck, Bareuk dhink he be keepin' da pretty humie, hard da find da good slut da fuck." He then slammed himself in harder and he could feel the convulsiosn of her orgasming pussy and his own trollish cock exploded into her cunt with a low growl from his throat and her nice trim belly swelled a big from the force of the cum filling her and pouring out onto the couch and floor bellow them.

 

[iridium248]

With a yelp, Valencia's luscious body tensed, her firm ass moving back and forth to meet Baeruk's pistoning cock; For a moment, her rhythm faltered, momentarily overcome by the delicious pleasure of the hard, filthy troll cock within her pussy- But a deep, shuddering spasm, she went right back to pumping her hips, biting her lips to hold herself back!

"HHnnnnaargghh!" she gasped, her sheath clamping down even tighter on the troll's cock. Clenched tight against his girth, a wet, juicy squishing accompanied their furious coupling as the sorceress's eyes squeezed shut, filled with delighted expectation as a searing, animal heat gushed into her core! The lovely sorceress squealed in delight, her body twitching in ecstasy, her raven-black hair writhing like live snakes; She moaned into the troll's mouth, lifted off his lap every time his hips slammed into hers, jiggling her up and down on his mighty shaft.

Pounded faster and faster, Valencia felt an all-out, rapturous scream of release building in her throat, bubbling up and out in time with her orgasm; She moaned and whined, biting it down, holding it back, her form rocking at both the impact of the thrusts, *and* the pleasingly mindless wave of pleasure welling up within her...When the troll's hands sank into the soft flesh of her breasts, groping their delicious fullness, his cock throbbed pleasingly within her, pulsingly alarmingly with each moment! The sorceress felt his grasp shift from her orbs to her waist, holding her in place for the last, plunging thrusts, ready to spend himself; And it was so hot, so furious, her eyes rolled back into her head, all the way to the whites, and-

She came like a detonation, bucking and thrashing, white heat blossoming within her as the troll rolled his hips and came with an exhausted grunt, thick jets of seed sputtering into her; The couch, and the table shuddered alarmingly, their cups and dishes rattling in time to troll and sorceress, until Valencia's body loosened in release, and Baeruk's cum trickled from between her legs, soaking her midnight gown...

"I needed that," Valenica sighed, a long, slow exhale as she settled to the couch; Her breasts, reddened by friction, slick with drool, glistening in the wan light as she just breathed, letting the last of the energy within her bleed itself out. "Gods, why didn't I do this sooner?"

 

[Daniela22]

Engulfed in pleasure Aeria hardly felt Targs teeth and claws marking her flesh. All she felt was the building orgasm as the beast slammed into her. She had never known sex with such ferocity but it felt incredible.

Her head flew left and right, sending strands of her brown hair flying. She breathed hard, her throat dry and sweat produced a silky sheen on her naked skin. She was in a world of her own, all noises fell back, far away now, only her blood pulsating in her eyes was there when...

She came hard. Her nails dug into the druids skin, she screamed and bit her lip at the same time and her legs tangled behind Targ's back as she finally shoved his cock deep into herself one last time.

Her body spasmed, filled with heat and pleasure. Targ growled something, he was also ready and came big and hard.

Afterwards Aeria remembered that she had lain completely still for some minutes, catching her breath, regaining strength, recovering from the exertion. Then she drifted of to a dreamless sleep.

 

[Feral_Intelligence]

Targ

Targ felt Aeria cum bellow him. He felt her pussy spasm and clench him, trying to drink him in. Her body was racked with waves pleasure as she shook beneath him. He growled in pleasure as her nails dug in, almost enough to break his leather hide. He was spurred on by the look of rapture on her face.

Targ thrust his hips, slamming in as hard as he could. The bed, the room itself, shook under his power. His thick meat had reached the peak of stimulation inside Aeria's tight cunt. His balls tightened then released a hot flood of cum deep inside of her. He roared in pleasure, not caring if he woke half the town. He continued to thrust until the last of his cum was spent.

Targ cleaned himself up and positioned the woman on the bed. He made sure that she had not substained any permenant damage then left to find his own room. He was glad that he had ate some cassil herb a few days ago there was no risk of fathering children. He found a free room and considered going to bed. However, he realized that the elf wench was probably still down stairs and he had more than enough energy for another round...

An hour later, Targ was enjoying a good nights rest.

 

[Drakkwall]

Taking a big cloak left on a couch the troll warped it aroudn himself and the sorceress, taking his backpack over his shoulder and closing the cloak around them, keeping her stuffed on his cock, the troll walked out of the inn, the catfolk waitress helped the troll to the barn where his bed was and stuffed her hand into the cloakd and stuffed a couple of fingers into the cock stuffed pussy fo the sorceress and licked off the mixed juices wuth her tongue, enjoying the flavours of troll and human cum juices before walking out of the barn, her hips swaying.

Bareuk put the sorceress on all four on the bed with him over her, his cock still hard and inside her, and he slowly grasped hold of her buttocks and began to thrust into her tight holes with hard steady thrusts, eager to empty himself again as he hadn't cummed so good for months, maybe even years. This fine human fox was one hell of a lay and he was enjoying the feeling of her wet hot pussy clenching around his cock like a snake set to devour his manmeat into itself. His thrusts grew faster, harder and stronger and his big hands spanked her buttocks, one spanking one buttock while the other groepd the other, and then they traded work and the one thath ad bee ndspanking groped and the one that had been groping spanked.

After twenty minutes of hard fuckign the trolllifted her up and stuffed her all the way down on his clock with her legs spread, letting her see how his cock speared into her very core. Some of the cattle animals and horses were staring at the scenery, and as Bareuk's ockc bulged up it emptied a second big collection of cum into her twat, filling her even more. Shifting them so she was lying on his chest and he on his back, her cunt still stuffed with cock, bareuk pulled the blanket over them and decided to get a good rest for the morning day. "Good night pretty humie, Bareuk say ye be da best humie cunt baruk ever fuck'd." The big troll then fell asleep for the night with his human lover on top of him, his cock, while soft, still stuffed her pussy good.

(OOC: I will make the morning scene tomorrow.)

 

[Daniela22]

When Aeria awoke she falt as if she'd been in the worst tavern brawl of her life. Her body was sore, her skin scratched not to mention her private parts. In spite of these facts the young ranger couldn't help but smile when she thought of the druid and of what had happened last night.

She she freshened up at the washbowl and examined her tunic. It was slightly torn in some places but still wearable and could easily be repaired. But that she left for later. Now she was too curious what would come of the events of the previous evening. She checked that the map was still in her backpack and went down to the taproom tp see if Targ was already up.

 

[Feral_Intelligence]

Targ

Targ woke up with a yawn that was as much growl. He stretched in his room and checked his gear. He cleaned a little in the washbowl. He did not feel a need to bath often out in the woods, but he found that it was a good idea to clean the grime off when he had the chance. Cleaned and ready to go, Targ headed down stairs. He saw Aeria at a table and headed over.

Targ sat down with a nod. He saw the elf wench from last night and gave her a wave to come over, hoping she would not be liming to much. He looked to Aeria and saw the tares on her cloths. Without saying a thing he chanted the words of a spell and cast Mending on her cloths. By the time he was done, the wench had arived. He looked up, "I'll have whatever is good for breakfast here and some milk. Also, do you know of a sage in this town or someone familiar with the local geography?"

 

[Drakkwall]

(OOC: If you wish to make a roll for Knowledge or Gather Information then write out what you are rolling and what your bonuses are so I can roll it.

So I made this roll for you.

Gather Information: 16

There's a fact that the owner of the Frozen Thistle has a lot of knowledge of lore and other historical means, and the owner of the Fjorn's Warez store is an old wizard who has a lot of knowledge in but considering the map and its not so clear appearance it is not safe to assume that both or either knows anything about it.)

The waitress frowned a little as she tried to remember, while getting their orders. "I know only of Fjorn, that nice gnome wizard in his general store, and that human wizard Georg Frostthistle. They have more knowledge about lore and mysteries then anyone in this town, I'd go to them if you want to ask something lore related, but be warned, they can jammer for hours if you let them get off track from the subject."

Bareuk woke up early in the morning and got up from the bed and yawned, softly pulling the sorceress off his cock and putting her on the bed. The troll got over to the big bowl of water on the ground and drank from it before drying off his crotch with a rag and threw it away. The warrior then put on his armor, clothes and equipment before leaving a note with a badly scratched text written on it.

-Gon'e da' ge't som'e tra'n'ng, see ye in da' inn, pretty humie.

S'gn'd: Bareuk-

 

[Daniela22]

The druid set at Aeria's table and greeted her with a nod. Aeria was a bit unsure as he didn't say anything. Was he holding a grudge against her because of last night? She was not very experienced in sensing people's thoughts and always attributed a bad mood to some fault of her own. But then Targ mumbled a spell and her slightly torn clothes mended. It obviously wasn't so bad after all.

The young ranger smiled happily and ordered a bowl of porridge for breakfast. She listened intently when Targ questioned the tavern wench and frowned. Chewing thoughtfully on her meal she pointed her spoon in the direction of the back room where she expected the inn's owner to be.

"Well, if ... what's his name ... Frostle? ... if he knows anything it's easy to find out. Maybe we should just ask him now. If that's a miss we can turn to the gnome. And if we find out something we need to decide how to get there, what to take with us and maybe ... well, maybe we should find some more company." She hesitated.

"Yesterday there was this cute... uhm, I mean... there was this girl here. Judging from her dress she could have a knack for magic. That could come in handy."

 

[Feral_Intelligence]

Targ

Targ grunted at Aeria's suggested. He turned to the elven wench and told her, "Tell the inn keep that we wish to speak with him as soon as he is freed up."

He turned to his breakfast once the wench turned to leave. Before his first bite the ranger seated next to him made a comment that caused him to cock his eyebrow. He replied, "You mean the one that was fucking that odd troll last night." He could see a faint blush on her cheeks and he was fairly sure the wench had stumbled a step, her sharp elf ears likely catching the offhand comment. He added on, "I suppose a few more hands would help if we are to go after this, whatever it may be."

 

[iridium248]

By purest coincidence, Valenica was back at her usual place, nursing a cup of wine and a hangover; She'd only the dimmest recollections of what she'd been doing the previous night, but it wasn't hard to get an idea...

Never again, the sorceress thought, with a small sigh. Really, things had gotten a little out of hand...And she'd woken up in a barnyard, too, with a barely-literate note pinned to her blanket. It'd taken an hour-long bath for her to feel vaguely human again...

She cupped her pointed chin in her hand, staring into space; She'd seen the ranger, and the savage-looking druid chatting idly together, in a corner...It was still quiet, here...And hadn't they mentioned something about a map?

 

[Daniela22]

Aeria let her eyes wander around the room. It was not very busy this early in the morning. The real buzz was in the evening but that suited Aeria well. This way she had no problems spotting the "troll girl" from yesterday.

She nudged Targ and motioned to the girl. "Hey, there she is. What do you say: I go over and talk to her and you take care of the inn keeper."

When the druid signaled his agreement with a growl she stood up and went over to the corner. On the way Aeria desperately thought of how to begin the conversation. She had never been good at this, spending so much time on her own and all. The girl watched her expectantly, sipping on her drink.

"Uhm... well met." Aeria shifted uneasily from one leg to the other. "You... I... uhm... we thought maybe you could kind of be useful for us..." Her voice trailed of while she cursed herself for making a complete fool of herself. The girl's dark brown eyes sizing her up from head to toe didn't help exactly either. She peered over the rim of her tankard and remained silent.

"I mean... we have this map and want to investigate and you could... you seem able enough... I mean you could handle the troll last night, so you could probably handle me and Targ and... " Helplessly she threw her hands into the air and gave an awkward smile. "You know what I mean. What say you?"

 

[iridium248]

Valenica smiled, ever-so-slightly, charmed despite herself.

"I'd be glad to," the sorceress answered, setting her cup down, trying to put the girl at ease. "In fact...I *was* thinking of asking the very same thing- But I was, well, otherwise engaged, last night."

Not unkindly, the lovely magician straightened, steepling her fingers. "I'm Valencia, by the way. I'm guessing the gentleman over there is 'Targ'...But I didn't catch your name?"