Troll Wood Park

Rachel

I stood up from the ground and nodded, "Can I help with something? I need to move to stay warm..." I knew we were in for something bad when dale came back, but what? Kyle looked very confident he could handle the situation.. Did he know something I didn't?
I followed behind him, searching the cavern around us.
"I think our best bet is the door kyle.." I felt stupid and useless but I was trying to do something!
 
Kyle

Kyle shook his head trying not to get frustrated. He stepped up the steps and said quietly.

"Ya... come on even if you can't help much I like having you as Company." He walked up and slammed in to the door with all hs strength a small crunchign noise coming through. He lenaed against the wall his shoulder already begging to bruise from the hard wood.
 
ooc: I jsut relised it's probably not wooden so he tried to shove it anyways. jeeze lot of typos
 
Rachel

ooc: it's wooden but enchanted *grinz*

IC:

I followed up the stairs and stood behind him as he bashed against the wooden door. I listened to him grunt and swear under his breath, a sinking feeling coming over me as he tried and tried to get it to open.
"Kyle?" I tapped his shoulder, "I don't think we can break it down.. want to try the lighter?" It was an idea.
 
Dale O'Bly

Minutes passed after my announcement and I sat sipping the tea, now heavily sweetened with half the honey...

I could see the disbelief moving across her face and yet despite the tale she smiled gently and questioned me.

"If you are truly five hundred years old, why haven't you aged? And where are the others?"

The first part of the question was linked to the second and unconsciously she had sought out the very reason for my hatred and plans for revenge.

"We were over a hundred strong after the feast." I told her lowering my head in pain at the memory of waking...the horror in my people’s faces and voices when they realized we were entombed..."When we woke in the dark hell that kept us below for all this time. Many went mad, tore at the skin and clothing, screaming in horror as the body and mind wasted away...At first it was as if we were in an asylum for the crazed...But cooler heads prevailed and gradually we took stock of what we had and how we were to survive."

I lifted my face, knowing the pain in it was gone...replaced by anger and hatred, anger at what happened next and hatred at who had forced it upon us...

I was their leader, leader because I was the most powerful in talent...able to draw and channel energy, to shape it and use it at will. But I had to have a source...in order to create a fire and keep ten warm I had to draw from the only energy source we had...In order to give us light so we could see and keep our sanity, again I had to draw from that power...And in order to stop the aging process, so we could simply survive and wait until the time we found freedom?

The memory was still fresh, too fresh and again the pain came back to me, the sight of each face as my friends, my family died in front of me...and the delicate cup I held in my hands cracked...


"An order of survival was chosen, those that were the most valuable, the most powerful that would be needed to survive...Three were chosen in the end, and the others laid down their lives...to guarantee the oath we took would be fulfilled..."

The cup was in pieces inside of my hands and the librarian moved to clean it, using a towel as she urged me softly to open my hands, asking again a logical question...

"I'm sorry I don't understand...Where did you draw the energy from? And where are the other two besides you?"

A small candle sat on the table between us, the scent of lilac and pine coming from its unburning wick as I looked at it, then Emily, meeting her curious eyes.

"Everything I've told you is but words so far, isn't it?" I questioned her in return "You are listening, but the words need proof?"

A nod came from Emily, her intelligent eyes looking at mine as she won the battle and opened my hands, cleaning the broken pieces and mess from my hands...

"Sit down then and watch the wick of your candle" I told her gently, watching her figure as she moved from the sink back to her chair and our eyes met...

"You will light the candle for us"


"I'll get the matches then?"

"No, I'll direct the energy from you...draw it from you and use it to show you what I spoke of is not just another tale...Focus on my eyes..."

And she did our eyes locking as I reached into her with my mind, past the surface of skin, past the flesh below and even the bone...to the center where the very life of each of us was stored and nurtured...

A gasp came from her delicate lips and I knew she felt me within her...and a small smile came to mine, a mischievous thought that I hadn't felt in centuries, as I pulled a tiny amount of Emily's inner power from her and directed it, from deep within her thru her eyes...to mine.

"Look at the candle now, my logical woman" I told her, directing the energy I had taken from her to the wick, watching it smolder, then leap to life...

Hands open to show no trickery I looked back at her eyes...and the small bead of sweat that had formed on her brow...

"This is how I took the energy, and where" I finished, smiling gently at what else I had found...and played with inside of her...
 
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Kyle

ooc: K thanx... great avatar! :devil: really love it!

IC: I smiled slightly and shrugged. "Right about now I'm up for anything." A few images lept in to my head when I said that but I did my best to shake them off. I stepped away to let her try to lite it on fire.

I gazed at what the jacket didn't cover while she tried to lite it. After a few moments I relised what i was doing and looked away.
 
Rachel

ooc: *shaking head* here goes again...

Standing before the door, I handed him the lighter and stepped back a little ways to see if it would ignite. He knelt down to the bottom of the door, apparently the best place to try. Looked good to me as well.
I watched and waited, leaning backwards against the wall as I stood over him. The door would not catch, no matter how many times he held the flame to it!
"Now what?" I felt like screaming in furstration.
ooc: ty :)
 
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Kyle

I tuck the lighter in to my pants pocket. I was not patient, no not patient at all. I wiped around grabbing the gun out of the jacket that covered her and turned back around and started blasting the hell out of the door. I wasted the whole clip, but I knew I had another one in there. I turned back around tucking the gun in to my pocket seeing a slightly frightened look on her face.

"Well.... I'm fresh out of idea's."
 
Rachel

The bullets scared me but the sensations rippling down my spine terrified me!
"Oh no!" I groaned out, shaking in my place against the wall. He was back inside my mind. I could hear his laughter in there as I felt a hand caress me and his wicked tongue lapping at my skin in various places!
Trembling I began to get hot quickly once again, my eyes falling closed as the pleasure rippled down my spine. My one hand fisted into his shirt as the other pressed against my bare mound to stop the ache.
"Stop it!" I cried out, shaking harder and harder. I could swear his tongue was buried inside me, wickedly, sinfully flicking in and out! I felt the moisture gather between my thighs and my sex throb hard suddenly.
And just like that it was over and he was gone, his laughter still echoing in my ear as I colapsed against Kyle's shoulder, panting and itching everywhere!
"That demon! I will KILL him!" I cursed, swore and ranted all at once. Damn him! I felt a tear sting my eye as I felt the familiar sense of shame wash over me and the wanton lust for more!
 
Introduction:

Coral, Queen of the Trollwood Clan.

History is tedious at times and tends to forget the important things, like me for instance. They trapped my clan, but left me here to walk the earth. Only those of my clan knew of my exsistance, since I could pass for any human woman on this planet. All though I was a more exotic blend than "home town" girl.
And so I hid within the woods, living, alluring and taunting my prey now and then, until I could find a way to free my people. It was never revealed to me how it was done or just whom had dared to do it. But I had taken revenge and even now the Priest who thought he could tame us was forever in my custody. He died in my new home, aged so badly he couldn't pee without help. I took my pleasures in tormenting him, but the wiley bastard never spoke. No matter what I did, how I teased or tormented him, he never told me the secret. And so I sat on my mountain, exploring things now and then, always staying current with the times until the door beckoned me and the long forgotten comrads voices began to fill my mind and soul once more.
I was returning to them this night, Bringing back their healer, their Queen. And hopfully my clan was still whole. If not.. Someone would pay!


I stood five foot and six inches. I was built so seductive and so alluring, I caused men to kill themselves to look at me. Why? Because my powers enabled me to shift, keep at bay the time and aging process. I made myself this way, long long ago, and I kept it. Voluptuous, slim and hips that were made for sinning. I had long raven black hair, blue in the light almost and Ebony eyes. Thick full lips, a large D breasts with silver dollar sized nipples. A six inch tongue and a pair of thighs that could crush rocks. The curves were almost those of a centerfold cartoon wet dream, but on me a reality. My hair brushed against my ass as I gently swayed back and forth, making my way home.
I wasn't ashamed to admit it. I used men and women alike to get my every desire. I made them give pleasure and gave them more than they could handle between these sweet thighs. The tongue was an added bonus, one in which none would dare complain or joke about. Tight tiny waist, my hips did tend to flare way out, the easy stroll which was part of my natural grace, looked lewed almost to the human eyes. The priest had labeled me a temptress, and he was right!
My skin was pale, unmarred and ivory smooth, my eyes large and round, so innocent looking, so school girlish, so sexy when used right. I smiled as I walked through the woods, knowing my own charms, and knowing my temper. Thusly named Coral. Beautiful to look at, big mistake to fuck with! I moved closer to Trollwood, feeling them there, hearing their thoughts. I purred in my throat, the anticipation of seeing my family driving me to a long lost happiness I hadn't felt in over a few hundred years!
I walked, my eyes never turning to look, never taking in the forest, my goal was set to one thing, getting to that door! Getting my brothern out and free once again! I couldn't wait to celebrate my home coming.
Sighing, I made the clearing and paused before the door. Whichever human had opened this, I owed her or him a great amount. Trembling my hand reached for the door, noticing some strange dents in the door. Odd? Oh yes! They would have been fighting to escape all these years, I did not blame then one bit. These must be marks they made in attempt to get through. I felt their pain well up inside me, even their sorrows I imagined they must have suffered through.
"I am here my Family." I spoke softly, my hand reached for the door handle to pull it open and shock them all silly! And I hoped I had enough strength to heal them all and enough humans around to draw much needed energy from.
 
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Kyle

I didn't mean to scare her. I was just angry and kind of flipped out. Though nothing compared to her. I saw her shaking and I felt the heat rising from her tears streaming down her face as she started taking deep intakes of breath as if... no that couldn't be. After a few moments when I standed stunned she finaly colapsed in to my shoulder.
I was taken back I let her stand there with her head in my shoulder swearing for a few moments before I akwardly patted her lightly on the back. I made sure I wasn't pressed against her for, even a man like me that hides every thing... even his past no matter how horrific, it was hard to hide what her state was doing to me.
I felt heat rise from her against and looked down seeing her cheeks flushed with shame. I didn't say any thing in fear of making her feel worse.
 
Rachel

I stood against him, shaken and mortified at my own behavior! I would get even, in one way or another! Dale O'Bly would pay big time for this!
I just had to think of 'how' and exactly how I would be able to explain it to Kyle without looking totally stupid!
"We should go back down stairs and sit I think.. If we were wanted dead, we would have been killed by now.. And it's obvious to me that damned door won't budge!"
My hands tightened into his shirt front, glancing up into his face. He looked a little 'off' in the face, something troubling him was evident. Probably my unlady like behavior!
"Sorry... that troll.. he is..... Oh forget it! I can't explain without sounding completely stupid!" I felt like crying and because I did, I turned away and ran back down the stairs, stopping in a far corner, hiding in the shadows was the best place to be right now.
 
Kyle

I watched her run away feeling bad that I couldn't be more comforting. I'm just not that kind of guy. I don't comfort people I take charge of the situation. But... it's partialy my fault that she's feeling so bad that I'm not mroe understanding.
I walks slowly down the stairs and glance about alarmed for a moment. Oh wait no she's there... hiding. I shake my head and walk over crouching with one knee on the ground infront of her.

"Look... I know you havn't known me for a long time, your mom doesn't even know me very well but... I'm sorry I should've been more understanding now I don't know what, Dale you said his name was right? Well I don't know what he did to you, but it's not your fault of course your body's going to react. You shouldn't feel bad about that it's natural, and I'm sorry for nto understanding that."

Wait a second, I shouldn't need to tell her this, she's a woman. I blushed for a moment. I said quietly. "Sorry for explaining that to you your not a little girl you know all about those things, it's just well I'm not that good at making people feel better."
I smile slightly my pale cheeks flushed lightly.
 
Rachel

I sniffled a little, flushed and glanced up at him. I felt silly and bit back a lopsided grin.
"No Kyle.. I am the one who is nieve and dense... And no I dont know about sex... Haven't,... well you know." I shrugged it off like it was not a big deal, but it was in a sense since Dale was planning all kinds of things when he did get back!
"He just keeps invading my mind and thoughts and some how makes my body respond, even without touching me!" I know it sounded stupid, but it was the truth. I met his gaze and flushed, quickly glancing down at my hands.
 
Kyle

I nodded though quite amazed a girl like her was a virgen, but I kept it from showing on my face.
"He just keeps invading my mind and thoughts and some how makes my body respond, even without touching me!" I listened to this and nodded. I saw her look down at her hands and I said understandingly.
"Mabye some body who wasn't thrown head long by the guy, and see a cave jsut pop up my not beleave you but I do of course. Besides I'd beleave you anyways, not just because your a beautiful woman either, tohugh thats one of the reasons." I smile slightly and finish. "I beleave in the supernatural always have... I've even seen a few thigns that would convince me including this." He said waving his hand around the cave.
 
Rachel

"I didn't believe in it until now.... What are we going to do to get out of here Kyle? I don't want to remain here as some.. play thing!" I sat down on my butt in the soft sand and folded my arms over my propped up knees.
I heard something faintly, stopping to listen intently, but it was gone rather quickly. Paying it no mind, I glanced at him.
"Any more bullets?"



Coral

I twisted the knob and stepped inside, I was loathe to shut the door behind me, but I knew the portal was open for good this time. I could feel the magic that bound them ebbing into nothing with each passing second.
Taking my hand from the door, I smiled as I let it close behind me. I could hear someone talking and i let my senses roam out. The joy slowly fading as I heard the screams and cries of those who died in here. Heart sinking, I felt mad as I decended the steps.
Only three remained? Other than myself? We would have to change that, and soon too! repopulate this earth with the gentle creatures of the land.
Sighing, I alighted the stairs and stood in the opening of a large cave. A table stood in the center of the room, chairs made of rock around it and holes in various places for rooms I would have to guess... And the stench of human's!
I moved quietly, coming up behind the kneeling pair talking to each other.
"Well... Hello there." I smiled faintly, my eyes ignoring the worthless female and centering on the male crouched down.
"How did you two end up in here?" I smiled sweetly, spoke softly and held his gaze. I wanted to reach out and touch him, an instinct for me. It would soothe his fears and woes, take away those nasty feelings, healing and delightfully addictive as well.
 
Kyle

I started to say some thing then stopped. I have keen hearing, real keen. Soft footfalls hrmm wonder who that could be. I shifted slightly nodding and taking the slip in slowly and putting it in. I waited till the person said or did soem thing acted like I didn't hear them.
"How did you two end up in here?" I heard the sound, not the words and I paid no attention to the fact that it was a females voice.
I wipped around the gun pointed strait at the persons fore-head. It was then and only then that, my eyes took in the sight in front of me. My eyes roved almost uncontrollibly over her body, her beautiful voulpterous body.
I have had killed pleanty of people and I knew she didn't just walk in... but even so my hands began to shake and I put the gun away slowly.
"I well... we got stuck in here, the door jammed and I didn't wnat to ruin an old atifact like that." It was a quick lie and didn't explain Rachel's clothes but it would have to do.
 
Coral

Again I smiled, ignoring the gun pointed at my head and stared into his deep eyes. Now there was a real nice play toy.. I moved closer as he lowered the gun, his eyes traveling over my body. Yeah, I knew he would.
"Oh tsk tsk.. that any way to treat a lady?" I smiled sweeter, my fingertips running up his shirt front and back down.
"My dear? What happened to your clothes?" I asked the huddled girl. She didn't respond to me, merely blushed a redder shade. Not too becoming on a female in my humble opinion.
"The door sticks? Oh no! I let it shut behind me?" I paused, feining fear a moment, then moving even closer to him.
"But I'm sure with a strong handsome man in here... I won't be complaining.." I chuckled, the little spitfire on the ground glared at me with a menacing set in her features.
"I seen this cave.. and with a door none the less? And well I just had to see what was in here..." I paused, my fingertips moving up his bare arm, sending shivers over his skin. I kept his eyes locked on my own, the little twit below could just buggar off.. This one appealed to me!
"Your name?" I asked huskily.
 
Kyle

I blinked as she ran her finger tips up my shirt and back down. I was trying hard to block out my arousel and I was failing. Some thing nagged in the back of my head sirens going off about all the things she had said... but I didn't quite care at the moment. Besides she's just a woman I could take her no problem. But she's got you wrapped around he-
I cut my thoughts off and enjoyed the feeling of her finger tips on my skin small goose bumps popping up.
"Your name?" She asked huskily.
"Kyle...yours?" I asked obvous strain in my voice from trying to act normal.
 
Rachel

I couldn't believe I was just suddenly ignored and our situation! And just how did that floozy get down here anyways? I sat glaring at the both of them, saying nothing for the moment while I watched her toy with Kyle.
Damn she was smooth! She handled him like a pro... I blushed at the thought, perhaps she was?


Coral

I smiled as he spoke his name, "Kyle? Such a interesting name, kind of sexy .. I am Coral. Pleased to meet you." I stepped forward, my smile turning the corner of my lips slightly.
I ran my fingertips over his pec, feeling his heart hammering in his chest hard. Yeah he was suseptable to my caresses.. good!
"Should we go check the door while your friend waits here for us? Poor thing looks cold.." I glanced down at the girl and smiled, giving her no more than a brief look before I met Kyle's eyes once more.
"It is kind of chilly down here.. and maybe the door is working now?" I had an idea of what I would like to do to Kyle once I had him alone.. Alone was the key thing though!
See if I could get him away from the nieve twit on the floor long enough to have some fun!
 
Some thing clicked. I don't know what it was mabye the way her words didn't quite work, I don't know mabye some thing else. All I know is she wanted me alone... and she was going to get it but unprepared I don't think so.
I smiled, sexily showing I knew what she ment. "Sure... hopefuly it will warm up."
I turned around. "We'll probably be a while Rachel working the door you, know?" My eyes bore in to hers giving an meaningful look as I slowly set the gun loaded down on the table. I had a knife in my boot beside.
"Stay here alright?"
 
Emily

Anger rose from Dale like heat waves from a sun baked highway and if Emily let her eyes drift closed just a bit, she imagined that she could see a distortion in the air of the kitchen. As she listened to his tale, she wondered if it was her imagination after all. It was too fantastic to believe, but somehow she heard a ring of truth behind his words.

She jumped in her seat when the cup cracked; he reluctantly allowed her to take the sharp pieces from his hand. Emily touched him gently, but without fuss, knowing that his own comfort was the least of his concerns. She still didn’t understand how they had stayed alive for so many years, and questioned him about their means of survival and about the others he mentioned.

I'm sorry I don't understand...Where did you draw the energy from? And where are the other two besides you?

Her logical mind struggled to find a rational explanation for everything he said, but the emotional side, fought the logic. Part of Emily wanted to believe him, and that sympathetic part heard the pain and anguish of a leader forced to choose who would be sacrificed so that others would live. She wondered who had died so he might live, someone close to his heart she was sure, and someone was going to pay for all those deaths. Dale meant to have his revenge, there was no doubt about it, and she might be the only thing standing between him and vengeance. The idea sent a chill down her spine.

He offered a demonstration of the way he had kept his people alive. She already felt his power, felt his eyes watching her as she moved to her chair, but when she raised her own eyes to meet his full on…

She felt him slide into her, warm and smooth, deeper, deeper, reaching into her soul, into the essence of who she was…the most intimate places opened to him…welcomed him of their own accord.

A sound escaped her lips, a gasp of surprise, and pleasure. He smiled. She wondered if he felt the excitement in her body. Did he arouse her deliberately? Was that part of the magic, or just an amusement?

The wick of the candle between them began to smoke, then a bright flame flared to life. The fire was reflected in his eyes, giving him a demonic visage. She felt warm, and dabbed at the perspiration that had formed on her face. Her clothing grew tight and felt too confining for the sudden heat of the room. Emily drew a ragged breath, and tried to press down the sudden arousal she felt.

"This is how I took the energy, and where" he said, smiling that dangerous smile that she had come to associate with his face.

The air felt charged. Emily inhaled and fancied that she could detect the scent of sex. Her breasts felt heavy and sensitive, the nipples hardening and pressing against the loose weave of her sweater. She watched his face, wondering if he felt the sexual excitement too.

Dale sat quietly, seeming coolly amused by her reaction to his exhibition; was his calm exterior just a façade? She looked closely and saw the pounding of a vein in his neck…perhaps he was not as unaffected as he wanted her to believe.

Suddenly, she felt the opening of a door within her mind and the world was full of new possibilities; the night sky and dark woods called her; some new fluid rushed through her veins, igniting her blood as they had the candle. Her whole life had been lived in the pursuit of logic and order. Now, she was offered a new choice, if she only believed in magic. The knowledge that there was a vast darkness lurking behind the handsome face across the table should have been frightening, but it wasn’t. Was this some trick? Had he tampered with her mind to gain his ends? He had said she was like him, part troll. Is this what that felt like, this wildness?

She licked her lips, and looked deeply into his eyes, throwing all of her desire for him into the stare, willing him to want her too; trying to push into him as she had felt him move into her. Before she could loose her nerve she asked a simple question; knowing that the answer would change everything.

What is it you want from me?
 
Dale O'Bly

“I need the manuscript in your possession, with it I can guarantee the door will never be closed again and I can see if there is any future left for Beow and myself.”

Want? It was a word I hadn’t considered for a lifetime…a very long lifetime of watching my friends, my family…my people die in front of me, trusting me to their very end
“I promise in return that I will not harm you, nor let harm come to you”

My mind was still on the word, a simple word that left me in a quandary and my face showed it. Slowly it dawned on me the “trick” I had played with emotions had indeed worked and was still functioning quite well.

“Want? I have not let that word enter my mind for over four hundred years. I can not let my personal desires sway my decisions until I have fulfilled the promise I gave to my people, I dare not”

The fate of a race was on my shoulders and I would not fail…Beow’s way was to kill all that he found…To eradicate the humans as rapidly as he came upon them, toying with those he chose for his amusement…It gave us revenge, but did nothing for the guaranteed future of our people. Perhaps…

“Show me a way there might be a future for both our races…a merging if you would and perhaps we might all a great deal of pain and grief?”

A wild idea from a being that plotted for revenge for hundreds of years, but one that had possibility, if Beow could be controlled…convinced, swayed to it…

“Show me that and then we might discuss my wants…”
 
Emily

She hesitated, proving at least to herself that he did not control her mind completly. Emily did still wonder about his ability to make her forget that it was her own race, her own people who would suffer at his hands. She wanted to help him, for whatever reason, sympathy, empathy...who knew, but she wanted to offer what comfort she could.

You give me your word that if we can devise a solution, you will spare the people of this town? Spare the decendants of the fonding fathers?

"Spare them? Spare those that put us below ground to die? Spare the weak spawn of the cowards who could not kill us honestly, but chose to let fate do the job for them? I am to simply turn the other cheeck as your priests would say?"

He laughed, and it was a harsh noise.

"Mistress, you ask too much."

You ask me to betray my own race and all you offer is my safe passage. You toy with my mind, my emotions, my de..

She stopped, lothe to say aloud what she was sure he already knew. That she wanted him, as she had never wanted another man. It would be too much to admit, too much to give him.

Emily took a deep breath, a sip of cold tea and clasped her hands together.

You spoke of Beow? This is a companion? A male? Where is he? Shouldn't he be here too, before anything is decided?

She wanted time to sort things out in her mind. Hopefully, she would have some space to consider Dales' demand while they waited for Beow.
 
Dale O'Bly

"Beow?" I laughed again "Inviting Beow to us is a near assurance of your death...His thirst for revenge is near unquenchable, his reasoning straight forward. You are either with us as part of the forest people we once were...or against us and soon dead.

I felt the words impress her and knew she understood, also feeling Beow waken in my mind as I thought of him.

"Safe passage is a freat thing I offer you, do not take it so lightly" I warned her gently "If I call Beow I will call all that have survived our banishment as well. They will listen to me if I claim you are with us, the scent of your half blood will give them pause and belief. But betray me and I will myself turn you to Beow, and aid him in your payment for betrayal. Do you understand?"

My eyes hand grown cool, my face impassive as I watched her nod slowly, then answer me simply...

"Yes"

I gave her a nod and opened my mind, sending a summons as was done in the days when we were many and having no cares...

"Come my people, hear my words, come from our hallowed woods and the fords. Join me brothers, join me sisters for a gathering"

The words weren't spoken but merely thoughts and I watched Emily's eyes flare as she heard them also and confirmed them with my own words.

"Yes only people of our blood can hear my thoughts when I send them so, a mute testament to my claim of your heritage...Now we need only wait, all that are left will soon arrive here and when they are gathered I will expect you to hand me the manuscript willingly"

Or die trying to hide it....The words were unspoken, but felt in the tone of my warning. With us or against...perhaps there was an in between, but it remained to be seen by who would respond to my call...all that was left of my world...and the ones they had captured.
 
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