Rain – Chapter Twenty two.

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Rain 

Chapter Twenty Two 

Night at the Museum 

Writers
IceTe3a
CharlotteCarrendar

CharlotteCarrendar: Outside the main headquarters, the rows of shiny new Mechs were rolling out. Their mission; to find and bring back Experiment X at all costs. No one else was to survive when he was apprehended. With the backdrop of a black night that was only illuminated by cracks of lightning, and the haunting shadow of towers from the city behind it, it was an ominous sign to those that tried to hide from the Zen’s forces. From behind the dark panes of glass of one office building, a tall figure stood with his arms behind his back. Eyes obscure behind wire framed glasses, his hair speckled with grey and silver through the black. He watched the procession of Mechs leaving the Zen headquarters and frowned. What was the world coming to? Shaking his head, he turned away from the scene. :: Back in Rain and Adam’s room, Rain was laying with Adam – a smile on her face as they spoke of the future. Bringing her father home safely being the top priority. When asked if there was anyone else she trusted to bring into the fold, Rain paused and gave this careful consideration. Who would be willing to give up their current job and follow them on their crusade? ”I would have thought Noah at first, but I doubt if he can be trusted.” Rain reached up and brushed back Adam’s hair and then whispered. ”There was this man…a friend of my Father’s. But I don’t even know what became of him.” <3>

IceTe3a: He smiled as he felt the cooling touch of Rain’s fingers against his back, turning to face her; his brow arched as she went through the list of people they could trust. Chuckling lightly, he rolled onto his side as he wrapped his arms around her, slowly kissing her forehead as he shrugged lightly “Who knows where anyone is these days” sitting up he smiled and walked over to the coffee machine which had already made a fresh batch of coffee, pouring it into two mugs he came back giving one mug to her before he sat down on the bed again next to her. “we should get Tinman onto figuring a location at least, we know it’s on the other side of the world somewhere.” taking a sip of the coffee he sighs happily. “That kid is really weird, you realize that?” he smirked and arched a brow. Slowly the morning sun rose and the day ahead would be as long as the past few days, at least they were free to love each other without worry of others, it was hard for both of them to act out whilst in the city, it would almost seem better to shoot their way in instead.

CharlotteCarrendar: – After a sip of her coffee, Rain nodded. ”Course. I was weird to you once as well.” The smile on her face was engaging, as she decided to sit up and swing her legs out and off the bed. Setting down her coffee cup, she took Adam’s hand in hers. ”Time to go and prize Eve off Tinman and get him to work. I dare say it’s going to be a long hard process to pin point just where in the world my father is.” She knew from Adam’s memories that it was some sort of bunker and well equipped, the question was she had no idea if it was even in their country, or half way around the world. Rising to standing, she went to get dressed for the day, while out in the kitchen, Eve had already started on making breakfast. Tinman was up, but he was a sore looking sight. Still covered in bruises from his altercation with Adam, he hadn’t recovered from his night with Eve.”Coffee?” Eve sung out. Sam sat down, rubbing his crotch and then nodding with a pained expression. ”Need something to keep me awake.” He rested his elbow on the table and nursed his chin with his upturned hand. He didn’t know who was worse now – Adam or Eve. They both were stronger than they looked. <3>

IceTe3a: He sighed slightly as she insisted they started the day, instead of having a shower he just washed his face, and put on the usual, black thick military grade jeans, black military boots and a tight black singlet. He stretched as he watched Rain get ready, giving her the sexy whistle every now and then when she bent over. “I feel sorry for Tinman, Eve can be a handful” he chuckled slightly and shook his head “Eve would be the dominate one out of the two” he smirked, his head already in the gutter. Taking his coffee cup with him, he walked out of the room with Rain in tow “They’re in the mess hall” he smiled as he walked by her side, only to come up to the mess hall. As he walked into the mess hall he saw Eve was cooking breakfast, he glanced over to Tinman and smirked “Morning Eve, Tinman, Rough night huh bud?” he chuckled lightly to himself. As he was taking a seat his HUD turned on in his right eye, it showed warnings of a perimeter alert, flicking to the motion camera’s there was a ZEN Mech walking around scouting, it was obvious it was trying to look for them, but he didn’t think they would come out this far so soon. He would need to take care of them, and fast as he walked over to Rain “Look at this” he said obviously asking her to take over his body and utilize him like usual so she could see what was happening.

CharlotteCarrendar:- The silver streaked haired man approached a room within the tower that was used as a medical facility and ward. A specialist ward that had people that could only enter and leave if they were fully suited and even carrying their own oxygen supply. There was a single bed in the unit. Surrounded by various machines that blinked and beeped; along with a life support system. Laying on the bed, that was covered with a white sheet and cover was a fair haired woman. Her eyes taped over and a special mask fitted to her mouth that helped with her breathing. The man stood outside the glass petition that separated the hall from the ward. Inside, a nurse was taking vitals and doing small tests under the directive of a specialist that was in an adjacent room, watching on carefully. As the man stood watching, a military officer approached and then stood alongside the man, looking into the room. ”Any signs of improvement, Doctor Menzies?’ The General asked, as he turned his head to look upon the scientist. ”No.” Doctor Menzies voice was stern and lacking emotion. General Tyron sighed and took off his hat, placing it under his arm. ”Shame.” That was all the General could think of to say. Doctor Menzies turned on the General and then with an angered voice said. ”I built you those technological terrors that are now crawling the streets. When are you going to bring in the Experiment?!” His voice rose now, and the nurse inside the unit turned to put her finger up to her lips, to try and get the men to be quiet. The General let out an exasperated breath. ”Doctor…we are doing everything we can to bring him in. I assure you, when we do, then you will get what was promised.” The Doctor went back to staring at the beautiful woman who lay on the bed. ”I better.” :: In the mess hall, the smell of cooking bacon and eggs filled the room, and Eve was positively glowing, unlike the Tin man. Rain tried to hide her smile knowing how full on Eve can be when she wanted to be. Rain was about to ask Sam how he fared, when Adam alerted her to a situation. She looked at him, then raised her hand to his pressure plates and locked onto the images he was seeing of the mechs. ”Shit…we need to divert them from the farm.” <3>

IceTe3a: – He nodded as she let him have his control back, now she was fully aware of the situation he needed to make a plan. Even if they found the farmland they would never find the bunker underneath it was shielded from radar and scanning, even so. He grabbed Rains hand and pulled her along to the armory where he sighed slightly, racing over to the weaponry rack he quickly picked out his M107 Sniper rifle with a clip of .50mm rounds. “I have a plan, we need to get into place first then I’ll explain it” he quickly grabbed a motorbike and waited for her to hop on, before racing out of the armory through the secret driveway, they launched into the air and hit the dirt fast as they travelled towards the rather tall and thick bunkered outer walls. It took them awhile to reach the wall as he boosted her up on top before jumping on top next to her, laying down he sighed slightly “Ok.. I’m going to shoot it, I need you to do your tech thing, get into the network and send a signal to ZEN for a Mech locating us, on the far Western suburbs. That should keep them away from here for awhile” he lays down flat against his chest, and loads the rifle, aiming it right at the mech which was a good 10 miles away, it wasn’t a hard shot for Adam. “Ready.. and Go!” he would count to ten before firing, giving her enough time to do her thing, hopefully. *BOOOM* the large caliber rifle fires as the shot echo’s through the terrain, a second after, the Mech hits the ground and explodes into pieces. “Did you get through ok?” he rolls onto his side and looks over at Rain with a loving smile.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Rain lay on the ground with Adam so that they were hidden from the mech’s sensors, and as Adam asked her to do her thing she started to lock onto the mech and then get into its communications systems. Encrypting a lock on the position of Adam but in another part of the city in the West. As Rain worked her way through, Adam would hear a strange humming coming from Rain as she reached out with her hand. Fingers working on something that to him would be invisible. In her mind however, she was inside the Mech, and not only was she doing the signal, she was also making herself familiar with the technology. In her own world in fact. The makeup of this mech however was different from others she had encountered. Rain’s brow creased, her eyes squinting as she went faster to gain as much intelligence as she could from it, before Adam would take aim and then end the mech once and for all. With barely seconds to spare, the message was sent and Rain mentally detatched herself from the unit as it exploded. The shock of which had her gasp as the ground rumbled from the impact of the strike. Blinking as the ground was now being showered with parts, she nodded slowly to Adam before trying to stand up.”That..was close.” <3>

IceTe3a: He smiles as she finally comes to and stands up stating it was a close call but she did it, he chuckles lightly coming to a stand he cups her cheeks and kisses her with passion “We’ll be fine, just like I promised.” a simple smile as he picked up his rifle and picked her up in the other arm, leaping off the tall barrier walls his feet hit the dirt with a solid impact, placing her on the ground feet first he gives her a wink before hopping on the bike, as she hops onto the back he drives off back to their house.“No doubt Eve and Tinman will be wondering what happened” he smirked as they finally drove down back into the armory. Placing the bike away and the rifle back on the wall he starts to walk back to the mess hall while holding her hand “We may need to beef up security” as they walked into the mess hall he noticed Eve and Tinman sitting down eating, he gave them a nod of reassurance “Just a rogue scouting mech, taken care of. Tinman time to get to work, I hope you have something for us” he walked over and grabbed to plates of the cooked food Eve made for them and smiled, giving Eve a wink “Thanks Eve” he waited for Tinman to walk out of the mess hall and towards the computers lab, giving him a light tap in the ass with his boot to rush him,

CharlotteCarrendar: – Tinman jolted slightly to feel Adam’ boot kick his rear along to get him to move faster and into the computer lab. No doubt he was in a hurry to get back on the job of finding Rain’s father and bringing this all to an end. The rows of terminals were like candy to any tech savvy nerd and to Sam he was no exception. Finding a chair he logged in and started to bring up some data on the pre war bunkers. ”Each government prior to the big…ya know, final war had set up bunkers in certain cities across the globe, each being able to house about five hundred people. Kinda unfair when you think about it.” he said, pushing his spectacles up the bridge of his nose, then coughing and getting back to work. ”Now, after the war most of these were decommissioned and locked with keys that have been long forgotten by society…and the Zen. But when you think about it;, what a great place to hide out long term. I mean, these were meant to sustain people for generations.” Tapping away furiously on his keypad, he then brought up a guide to the capital’s museum. ”This…is where the keys are kept. I happened to notice, when I was doing some research last night, after Eve had finally cut me a break, that one of the keys had the symbol that I showed you both back in my trailer.’ Moving the mouse along, he then brought up the key in question, and of course it bore the matching symbol. ”The maps for these bunkers are top secret, locked in a vault in that museum…BUT…the keys are on display. Kinda derp if you ask me.” He then spun around on his chair to face Adam. ”Get the key, find the map….and you got her Father’s location.” At this, he folded his arms, feeling quite chuff. <3>

IceTe3a: -He followed Tinman into the computer room and watched as he tapped away at the computer, bringing up files and locations of a museum in the city, as he explained how the bunkers were all marked on a map and needed a key to be accessed, fortunately for them both the map and the keys were in the same museum. “Most likely Zen has forgotten all about this, so we get in grab what we need get out” he turned to Rain and smiled as they were that much closer to finding her father. “You ready for this hun?” he smirked as he ruffled Tinman’s hair “Good job, look after the place” Adam didn’t see that they should waste any time on this, he walked out of the computer room and down towards the armory with Rain in tow once more, as he started to grab all the gear he would need, his pistol, M14 assault rifle and a few more pieces of equipment, he waited for Rain to be completely ready before giving her a reassuring kiss. “Security will be tight so we won’t be able to make it past the check points, we need to use the warbird” what he hadn’t told her was he had stolen a Zen warbird, it’s lowjack and GPS tracking system had been removed but all its credentials were up to date, no one was going to stop a warbird mid flight. “Come on, this way” he smirked as he walked past the cars and there she was, a pitch black warbird armed to the teeth with missiles, two Gatling guns and a few more nasty weaponry. He opened the cockpit and took a seat as he clicked a button the roof slowly started to open up, he knew Rain would take her usual spot no matter what vehicle they were using, she always used him as a chair and he wouldn’t have it any other way. Using the warbird means they could fly in fast without going through the checkpoints and fly out a quick getaway which was needed.

CharlotteCarrendar:- You had to hand it to the Tinman. He was useful after all. Smiling as he felt his hair being ruffled by Adam, and not getting the usual back hander, his chest swelled with pride as he watched Adam take Rain out to get ready to go back to the city again. This time however they weren’t going to go via the check points. No, Adam had a much better idea and had been keeping this a bit of a secret from Rain. Kissing her to reassure her they were on the right track this time, she nodded to acknowledge she was ready. ”Ready as I’ll ever be.” She followed Adam to the armory where he started to pick up his usual tools of trade; his pistol, M14 assault rifle and a few more pieces of equipment. Rain stocked up too, but she knew that her real strength lay in her powers to control technology. The question was, could she outsmart the newest Mechs that had been produced. There was something about them that she just felt…off about. Like she couldn’t put her finger on what it was – a familiarity in the design make up. A signature, if you will. Shaking her head to dismiss her worries, she followed Adam out to where he kept the warbird. ”You stole a warbird? A zen…warbird?” Almost incredulously, she walked around it, in awe of what Adam had done. ”It’s a freaking beast.” she had to admit, she was fond of them. Rain was quick to take her place and that was in his lap, just as he liked. It meant they were in constant touch with the other, and she could utilize him to help her fly the plane. Wiggling to get comfortable, she brought down the glass dome, which sealed vacuum tight. An array of panels with lighted switches all came to life, as she ran her hand across the panels and holographic posted up the various statistics and safety features as the engines powered up to take off. <3>

IceTe3a: He feels as her weight comes down on top of his lap once more, the cockpit closed and the HUD lit up, he felt her wiggle to get comfy and he smirked. Soon enough the warbird took off with its engines roaring they cleared the roof and where up in the air flying towards the city. He placed her right hand on his pads so she could gather all the information she would need to fly the warbird and fight with it like a pro would, he could feel her fingertips sucking out the data from his very being, it was a weird sensation. His arms wrapped around her waist as he held her close “We’re almost there.. You’re father we will meet him again soon” he smiled as he kissed her neck. The warbird flew high in the air and was unchallenged by anyone, the automatic scans cleared the warbird for flight in the city as they approached museum. “Set her down a street away” he knew they should set her down a little distance away, as the warbird set down the cockpit opened up, he waited for Rain to hop out first before he followed. “Keep close, let’s get in and out fast” he smiled as he took lead, keeping close to the building walls he checked every corner for any guards or mechs, but the inner city was deserted hardly anyone lived here anyway. They made short work getting to the front of the Museum, he looked around at the front before turning around to her “Set up camp here, you guard our escape; I’ll get in and out quickly ok?” he gave her a quick passionate kiss on the lips before drawing back and smiling “I love you” with that he darted off towards the front of the museum not giving her time to argue. Opening the door to the museum he walked inside, as he started to scan the building, finally getting a location on the key that they needed he smirked as he grabbed it. Placing the key in his pocket he walked down the hall to the more secure bunkers, little did he knew that he set off a silent alarm, walking through the halls he finally came upon a large safe room, utilizing his networking skills he picked the access code and the door flung open. He walked inside and looked around after five minutes he found the map they needed, he took a quick scan of it and sent the imagery and file data straight to their home base networking so Tinman could start working on it straight away. Turning around there was only one thing left to do and that was head back out and get the hell out of here, he couldn’t wait to get back home, but it seemed all too easy.

CharlotteCarrendar;- It was…all too easy. Rain was outside pacing back and forth on the look out for the night patrol, and worse…the mechs. Inside Adam was racing against the clock in order to find the key and then the vault where the maps were stored. But little did either of them know that the Zen had set up special laser traps within the museum. Turns out that they had uses for much of what was being stored, also there were records on the site of many that had been taken by the Zen brother hood. It was an archive that had enough politically damaging information, that if it fell into the wrong hands, there would be a global outcry as the public realized that they had all been deceived for so long. The lasers that were unseen to the naked eye set off alarms at the Zen headquarters, where a team of specialists were on standby and taking down the information of the break in at the museuem. Immediately they ordered the sending out of the mechs to that zone of the city. Suddenly there was a rumble of sound, the earth being pounded by the foot strikes of these metal beasts. The sirens sounded and the city started to go into lock down. ”FUCK!” Rain screamed as she could hear the whining of mechanics and then massive steel doors started to slam down over every entrance and exit point of the museum. Running up as one slammed down where Adam had run through, she belted her fists against the door. ”No!” her mind racing as she tried to lock into whatever technology had activated the doors. But as she was making her way into the main frame, a light beam lit her up from behind. A massive mech was standing tall behind her, with its gun turrets pointed at her. ”Halt…under order of Zen.” A mechanical voice shouted, as Rain blinked at the sudden burst of light. <3>

IceTe3a: As he walks down the hall he had a gut feeling something wasn’t right, he quickly picked up the pace as he ran down the hallway, coming into the main room the door was closed, he didn’t remember closing the door. He slowly stepped out into the open, and suddenly he heard it the sound of hundreds of automatic rifles cocking, it was a trap. Slowly he looked up to the second level balcony which trailed around the entire room, there it was Zen soldiers armed, poised and aiming straight down at him. There was no way he could escape alive, and by the looks of things they were already inside, they didn’t know Rain was outside. They start screaming for him to put his hands up, he growls and curses. Knowing he had already sent the data files to Tinman, all they needed now was the key. He wondered just how Rain was faring; she would be worried right about now. Little did he know she already knew it was a trap and had just killed one of Zen’s new Mech’s, the Zen soldiers were screaming for him to drop his weapons and slowly he did first his M4 he threw across the ground “ Darling.. It’s a trap, You’ve figured this by now.. There’s no escape for me, I’ve sent Tinman the scans of the Map.” he was talking to her via their link only they could hear each other. Slowly he dropped his equipment, he was buying for time and the soldiers didn’t mind how slow he was going anyway, they all knew just who he was and what he was capable of. “ I love you Rain.. Take the key.. Find your father.. compete your goal and forget about me.. Now take it and RUN!!” he said in her mind as he gripped the key that she would need for the bunker, with perfect aim he tossed the key as it smashed through the higher window it would land perfectly at her feet, with his other hand he took out his pistol and started firing he wasn’t going down without a fight *Bang bang bang* one two three dead, the whole room lit up as the Zen soldiers opened fire it was loud and bright, she would be able to hear it from the outside and suddenly it all went quiet, his body hit the floor out cold, the bastards were using electrified bullets that temporarily shut down his systems, enough to get him back to Zen. By the time they radioed in for a drop ship and opened the doors, Rain had already gone, the dropship came and picked Adam up flying him back to the Zen base with the awaiting doctor excited by the news of Adams capture, Adams life was no longer in Rain’s hands, he was now captured and at the disposal of the Zen once more, only time could tell what they would do with him this time.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Fury raged through the technopath as she reached out with her hands, her body engulfed in a blue aura that would only look all the more intimidating by the lights that bathed her by the mech. In her head she could hear him…telling her it was a trap and that there was no escape for him this time. Tinman had the map now, and that part of the mission was a success but without Adam she didn’t know how she could go on. Rain let out a scream that was so loud that it was like a shock wave, and then her eyes turned a shocking colour of blue that they had never done before. The mech started to shudder and vibrate violently as the controller struggled to maintain a grip on the power driver. Rain took over the controls of the mech and then directed it to fire upon itself, blasting it into oblivion. Breathing heavily, she wanted to attack the building. There had to be a way inside, but then the sound of a window breaking was heard from overhead. She looked up only to see a key hurtle down and land at her feet. The key? Still caught up in her rage, she didn’t know what to do, she wanted to destroy everything to get to him. But instead she could hear him in the back of her head. Telling her what to do. “ I love you Rain.. Take the key.. Find your father.. compete your goal and forget about me.. Now take it and RUN!!” Gritting her teeth, she let out a ferocious cry and wailed, before picking up the key. She didn’t want to run. She wanted to fight. Rain didn’t want to let him go. There were more mech’s heading in that direction, but Rain had to do what he told her too. She jumped into the warbird and fired up the engines. In her mind, she sent what would be the last thing he would hear. ”I’m never going to stop till I find you! I love you, Adam.” The warbird took off way ahead of the dropship, which came to collect it’s prize. The Zen may have won the day…but the war had just begun. <3>

 

White Wolf – Part Ten.

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White Wolf 

Part Ten 

”Jealousy and Revenge.” 

Writers
IceTe3a
CharlotteCarrendar

IceTe3a: The early morning chill set in fast as it seeped through the tiny cracks of the window sill, last night’s union was a show of passion and true love between himself and his wife Eryda. Slowly his eyes opened revelling his bright yellow hues, glancing to the right side of him was Eryda half covered on top of his chest as she slept soundly, a simple smile was on his face as he slowly rose out of bed allowing Eryda to sleep in. Slowly he strolled; passing windows as he opened them to allow the cooling breeze into the room, taking out his pipe which was stuffed with fresh tobacco, a simple spark allowed the tobacco the start smouldering as he continued to puff away at it. It wouldn’t be long before Eryda was awake as he knew they would need to gather what supplies they need to make the trip up to the guild masters meeting place, but not before they got something to eat. Quietly he starts to strap on his blackened leather pants and torso, preparing himself for the trials ahead. Once he was ready he smiled as he walked over to the bed once more, leaning in he kissed her cheek, “We need to make a move on darling” as he leaned against the wall waiting for her to wake up, he wondered how Cali was faring. : The kingdom had accepted Vlad’s new bride to be Xyria was everything he needed and more, as he smiled looking her over again, his teeth bared slightly as he held her hand gently “Come, shall we entertain ourselves for the night.” now came the true test, Vlad had accepted her into his arms and called her his own. But he wanted to see how dominate she was.. being a noble female she like all others thought of males of nothing more than toys to entertain themselves with, she boasting so much but would she be able to step up to her word. The doors to the balcony shut as he lead them back into the throne room which they were completely alone, no one dare disturb them at this hour. “Politics can wait for another day, wouldn’t you say” he smirked as he took to his throne again, looking her form over slowly.

CharlotteCarrendar: At the other end of the hall, Cali was already up. Seated on the edge of her bed, she was threading on her gauntlets and snapping them into place, before placing on her shoulder guards. Her fingers moving slowly over her flesh with care as she stared forward. Cali’s mind was in a right state. She couldn’t get the Witcher out of her mind. Even when her eyes closed, that raw pounding need filled her and she was brought little to no relief. Her curse had now erupted into something far more dangerous. She tipped her head slightly forward as her hand lowered from the spiked shoulder guard. When she had arrived in the lands, her first thought – her only thought was to find her husband, her mate and bring him home. That was before she had tasted the Witcher’s never ending renewable energy. His magics….his power was intoxicating. Like a fine wine to that of a drunken fool. Cali’s lips parted as she tried to stifle a cry of desperation. The blood elf was now starting to regret ever having met the Witcher. The night before she had him fall to his knees at her feet and she fed in what was a state of bliss. She engorged herself to the point she was almost sick. Cali slowly opened her eyes and went to stand. Her head shaking as she snarled – angry at herself. ~”What if I lose control? What if…I have a frenzy?”~ this was what was raging in her mind. Cali had to be strong. She had to remember what she was searching for. Before it was too late. Gathering her pole arm, she headed for the door and went out to the hall. The Blood elf knew that the Witcher was with his love – his mate. Dread filled her. Slowly she headed downstairs to wait for the time to leave. :: The throne chambers of the Vampires were abandoned by all the servants and court in waiting. A wise move, for the newly anointed Queen and her King needed alone time, in order to truly cement this relationship. She had said she could be the dominant, and she wanted to do more than prove herself. With stealth she approached her King, walking around him and then as she stood in behind, she reached around, tearing the very buttons from his shirt as his material gave way and she gave one last tug as it fell to the ground. His back fully exposed to her she licked her lips in anticipation. A lone hand moved to the back of his head and seized his scalp, yanking it back to her as she bent her head, her lips to his ear. ”I mark my prize….with lust.” She no sooner dug her claws into his chest from behind and dragged them to make him feel her need to be ravenous with him. :: In the other end of the tavern Eryda stirred to the Witcher’s kiss. ”Mmmm more time…more…that.” The red haired witcher mused, before rolling over, her sheet slipping away to expose her ripe bosom to his gaze. ”Good Morning, my love.” She mused as she slipped out from the covers and brought him into her arms. ”I’m hungry.” Her eyes danced as she winked at him, so happy to be with him again.<3>

IceTe3a: He watched as she rose from her bed, his eyes looking over her perfect form, as she brought him into her arms he kissed her neck softly “ We shall eat before we resupply or you could have a go at feeding off me ” his arms wrapped around her naked form as he drew her in closer with a smirk against his lips. He was happy that they were finally together and they could work as a team becoming more powerful to no ends. His fingers trail up her back as he slaps her ass “Get dressed, I’ll meet you downstairs for a meal “ he smirked as he walked his way out of the room and downstairs where he noticed the empty tavern with only few here for a morning meal, Cali was the last he noticed as he gave her a slight nod before coming to sit at the same table “How do you fare Cali? “ he knew that Cali was finding it hard having Eryda around, she almost seemed shy which wasn’t like her. “We eat, resupply than move out” he leaned against the table slightly and glanced her over “Tell me if you need to feed again, no need to make you starve” he smiled lightly as he just offered himself up to her once more. “:he watched as she slowly walked and disappeared behind him, he heard her words as his skin shivered, as her claws dug into his chest and grazed their way up, his lips parted slightly as he growled playfully. “ I am your object after all” he smirked as his eyes glowed a dark red, wanting to see her wild side, as he gripped her wrist and swung her to stand in front, he pulled her to stand on the throne towering him as he leaned in and kissed her skin softly “ I am yours” slowly he looked up towards her, his eyes getting lost in hers almost hypnotizing him into a state, his fingers ran from her legs up her stomach slowly towards her chest, he wanted her to go wild and have her way with him, “And just what object do you see me as in this moment” he smirks as he was interested to see how devious she was.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Eryda laughed at her mate’s suggestion that she feed off of him. She was a witcher, like he and she did not feed off another creature. Not like Cali would. For a moment, Eryda’s eyes darkened. The knowledge that the Blood elf fed on her mate last night still heavy in her mind. She had to push back any jealous thoughts. It would only serve to corrupt her and that was the last thing she needed. Eryda had decided to stay at her mate’s side rather than go off on her own like so many times before. This was going to work for them. It had too. His kiss was full of love and admiration and when breaking it, he urged her to dress so that they may be on their way. ”Of course. I shan’t be long.” Eryda said, as she watched her beloved leave their room. Left to her own devices, she dressed quickly, and thought about the day that was ahead of them. A meeting with the council. Oh there would be harsh words said, she knew that for a fact. A war with the Vampire Queen was a very real possibility, and the other witchers would be none too happy with that turn of events. They were supposed to be neutral. Yet now they had to take a side against the Vampires, whose alliance had been broken by the Queen’s lustful taste for the Witcher. What was it with women and her mate, Eryda wondered. All she knew was that she loved him with a whole heart, and nothing could ever change that. Down at the food hall of the Tavern, Cali was leaning against one of the support beams, with no interest in feeding on that of mortal food. While many around her did eat, the kind of food she needed was talking to her. She actually averted her gaze when the Witcher offered himself if she needed a feed. It took every ounce of her being to say. ”No, I’m good for now.” She wasn’t really, but she felt she had to lie. Dare he see the glowing green hues that were a strong signal of that need. She appeared by her body language as though ready to make a move. Course, they had to wait for Eryda. :: The Queen loved the King’s enthusiasm, the wild fire of red in his eyes. The way he seized her wrist and pulled her around before him to follow him to the throne where he stood her on the seat so she towered over him. She felt the light press of his lips on her skin, and she gazed down at him, her urges rising and building within her form. Her lips parted as she snarled at him ”You are mine…and will do what I want. You are my toy for pleasure.” Her feet parted and she tore away the flimsy cloth that covered her lower regions. Gripping his head, she forced his head forward, and ordered him abruptly. ”Tease me with your tongue” He would be unable to resists, as her clawed hands worked his head forward, nails digging in as she let out a cry of passion. <3>

IceTe3a: He looks Cali over slightly, as he nods “As you wish” he orders a meal for himself and Eryda while they wait for her, he glances back to Cali “After we’ve informed the guild masters we make way to your husband, I dare say this Is the last town we will be in before there, I suggest stocking up on what you need before we leave.” As the inn keeper brought over two plates of various cooked meats and foods he was tossed a few gold coins for the food and sent on his way. Glancing up at the stairs he noticed Eryda walking down towards them, as he smiled lightly at her. As he set into his meal he knew Mersa would be outside waiting for them, wanting a meal of her own, he would have to stop off at the meat vendor to find a suitable meal for her. He smiles as he welcomes his wife to the table, still chowing down on the cooked meats, “The masters won’t be pleased with me being there let alone single handedly starting another vampire war”he glanced between Cali and Eryda expecting an answer of some kind. : he saw her rip of her clothing as she claimed him as her own once more, his head gripped slightly as his teeth bared slightly, he could feel her nails digging in as she demanded he pleased her with his tongue, without choice his head was slowly forced down towards her, his hand gently gripping behind her leg as he licked his way up her inner thigh slowly, his teeth grew as they grazed against her skin. All the while his body was shivering from her nails digging into his flesh, the feeling of her dominating him was more than enough proof to what her claims where, but he was more than happy to appease her. Slowly he made his way up closer and closer to her folds, working his tongue as he did, hearing her cries of passion had his body shiver even more.

 

CharlotteCarrendar:- Eryda cannot help but notice Cali the blood elf who was standing a few feet from where Xo was eating his meal. The two women exchanged a glance, before Cali gripped the edge of her cloak and headed outside wordlessly. There was an uneasy feeling, and Eryda had to brush it back as she took her seat opposite her husband.”Are the Guild masters ever pleased with anything you do?” It was a fair question, and had more to do with how this Vampire war could have been averted. But knowing the Vampire Queen, she would have gone after Xo no matter what had happened. Tucking into a piece of bacon, Eryda dipped it into some egg, before popping it into her mouth and chewing thoughtfully. She didn’t bring up the fact that she had seen the Blood Elf, nor did she want to get into another discussion about the woman. The sooner they found her mate and sent her and her husband back to their own world, the better. It was one last thing to worry about. Taking a sip of juice, the red witcher held her cup for a moment, before asking; ”I bet the Guild will be surprised to see us together.” Eryda knew that many felt Xo was a loner, and to have his woman back, there had to be a darn good reason. :: Xiyra let out a growl of distinct pleasure as her toy worked his tongue between her warm folds of flesh. So eager was she to be pleased by this her King, she gripped his head forcefully whilst her hips began to push forward so she could direct his tongue further. ”Please me! Deeper!” A throaty call singing out as her body glistened from beads of perspiration that ran down her body. Her long nails pierced the flesh of his scalp, and dragged across as she used him to satisfy her thirst for lust. Standing upon the throne, she was an imposing sight. Almost in a trance like dance – her body fully exposed, though he would not see it. Her head tipped forward as she let out a loud gasp and her tongue slithered out and licked her full lips- <3>

Ice Te3a: – He watched as Cali disappeared whilst he was eating, he assumed she went to stock up her supplies. As Erdya came to sit in front of him and start to eat her meal, he was half way done as he continued to scoff it down, hearing her ask if the guild masters are ever pleased. “They are displeased because they know, I cannot be controlled. It’s been years since I’ve stepped into a guild hall of the witchers” he smirked slightly as his yellow piercing eyes were casually glancing over at her. He finished his meal and leaned back with a happy sigh of relief as he smirked at her next comment and nodded slightly “ Reason.. Simple, I prefer you to be with me, without you the nights are long and cold.”he glanced outside a window as he saw Mersa laying there patiently for them to come outside, people were keeping their distance “ We are wasting daylight, once you’re done we shall resupply” he waited for her to complete her meal before he got up and escorted her out of the tavern, turning around he kissed her cheek softly as his fingers slowly slipped out of her hand “Meet back in ten” he knew they both needed to resupply but they both utilized different methods, so he went off to his own shops with Mersa in tow, the first shop he stopped at was a local meat vendor, purchasing a large deer like leg he threw it in the air as Mersa caught it in her mouth, happily laying chomping on the fresh meat. He left her alone to finish her morning meal as he went through various shops and purchased herbs and plants as well as other alchemy ingredients some which the mundane would question what he intended to do with. He stopped at a trinket shop as his senses picked up a magical aura, he walked through as his eyes scanned through the various jewels and trinkets finally coming to a ruby stone encrusted with gold setting and a necklace feeding through, picking it up he knew it was a magical relic. One from the ancient mages, it affected ones magical powers increasing the strength and magical flow throughout the body. Something you would find on powerful wizards or witches, to amplify their power and allow them to use more magic without becoming too over exhausted. Taking it to the counter he pulled out a solid gold coin, the shop keeper thinking no worth of the necklace snatched the coin up, if only he knew its true value.. it wouldn’t be so easily parted. Walking out he met up with Cali and nodded slightly, “We’re leaving now.” Eryda came up behind with Mersa following behind, a bare bone in her mouth as she looked happy. Walking over to Eryda he greeted her with a lovers kiss, as he slipped the necklace around her neck allowing the ruby jewel to hang against her chest, she would almost instantly feel the effects “A gift.. for you my darling” A simple smile and love in his eyes was all the emotion he showed, a rare feat for anyone else by Erdya. : With her fingers gripping his head with force, he heard her moan and cry to his tongue, her hands dragged him in; forcing his tongue in deeper as he continued to work her and pleasure her to her exact needs. His skin crawling as he could feel her nails digging into his scalp, his right hand gripping her leg with slight force to keep him balanced as he pulled her leg inwards off the arm rest and onto the air letting go, a playful teasing tactic whilst he pleasured her.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Some distance away, the displaced Vampire Queen was already in the middle of plotting her revenge against the likes of the Witcher and his followers. One of her lower servants dragged before her one of the Mundane that had been captured just outside the town where the Witcher was currently staying. The wretch was thrown in a heap unceremoniously by the vampire servant who bared his fangs at the man, before giving him a hefty kick in the sides. ”Bow your head, you are in the presence of greatness.” The vampire guard ordered, as the Queen stopped her pacing and glanced down at the fallen mundane. She slowly raised her head and stared at the guard. ”Well…what is it with bringing such a piece of filth before me.” Her tone was heavy and she waited impatiently for an answer, tapping her foot. ”Captured this piece of meat outside a town that is said to be where the Witcher is.” The guard bowed low before the Queen, before giving the mundane another kick. The man cried out as the Queen descended the stairs and then ripped the hapless mundane up and off the floor. Her scarred face more than enough to scare anyone witless.”Speak…before I end your worthless life.” The man cried out as her nails pierced his flesh and he blurted. ”The…White wolf. He has the red witcher with him. They are off to the …the..guild.” This was indeed not what the Queen wanted to hear. So that bitch with the red hair was back in her lands. Dropping the mundane without a care or thought, the Queen started to plot. ”Send out spotters. As soon as they leave the enclave of mundane…we set upon them on the road to the Guild!” She then put out the order to her guards, to send out a garrison. ”Kill all but the Witcher. For he is mine.” :: Eryda had wandered around the market stalls, picking up supplies for the long road ahead, this was when she spotted Cali going over to meet with Xo and the Warg. Eryda paused a moment, her brown eyes narrowing. She hated feeling jealousy, for her mate had not done anything to show he loved any other but her, but still…she worried. Approaching the Witcher, she was taken into his arms, and then given a special trinket. A necklace that contained a magical ruby. Instantly she felt the wave of magic wash over her, and this brought about a smile. ”You spoil me so.” She said in a voice that was only meant for him to hear. Cali mounted the Warg, ready to move on, as Eryda got her horse. Now it was time to move on. :: The Queen’s hips thrust back and forth as the King’s head was now pressed deep to her. Higher and higher her cries grew, until he had brought about release. She shivered from the shock as the new Queen would tame her beloved. Xiyra only drew back, when she was thoroughly spent. <3>

IceTe3a: He smirked as he heard how pleased she was with his gift, he watched as she got up on her horse and Cali was sat on Mersa, he sighed lightly as he walked over and jumped up on top of Mersa as they took off with Eryda’s horse following in tow behind. “Let’s get a move on” as he lead Mersa along the path towards the guild hall, only thing was the trail led up the snowy mountain, which was a treacherous path in its own full of natural dangers. Let alone the monsters that live on the mountain terrain it was defiantly a dangerous path to take, as they reached the path it was sure signs that they were on the right path as the dirt met with the snowy plains, he smirked as Mersa shook her fur with the change of temperature, he wasn’t bothered to much the temperature’s never bothered him too much. You could hear the howls of wolves and other creatures in the distance as the wind picked up and the snow started to fall “ Cover up and stay warm”he said as Mersa picked up the pace as they passed through the mountain trail as his hair whipped around with the winds he almost was camouflaged with the white snow as his yellow eyes glanced over to his wife Eryda as he smiled lightly. “We should reach the Guild hall by noon” : He heard her pleasure moans until she finally got down off him totally satisfied with being pleasured. He wiped his mouth and smirked slightly “Done already? “ he leaned back against the throne as he sighed pleased with the union with him and his new wife. “ We are perfect for each other” he smirked as his eyes show a blood red.

 

CharlotteCarrendar:- The wind upon the mountain had a distinct chill as snowflakes started to fall. Cali pulled her cloak around her tighter, and reached for her hood, to cover her blonde locks from the falling snow. She was not used to these changes in temperature, unlike the Witcher who took it in his stride. Eryda rode on in behind the warg, though she was dressed a little better for the change in weather. Wearing the special jewelled necklace, that shone out beneath her fur cloak, she smiled as the heard Xo call out that they were to cover up and stay warm. No doubt riding the Warg would be warm to have between your thighs. As they made through one snow covered pass, there were shrieking shadows, that seemed to zip between the trees and snow covered rocks. Something or someone was following them. Eryda’s ears pricked to the sound. Was it a wolf, or something larger? Witcher assured his wife that they would be at the guild by noon, which was reassuring, but she sung out back to him. ”I fear that trouble may befall us by then…or at the very least cause us to be late.” :: As the Queen climbed down off the throne, she snatched up her discarded robe and draped it around herself. A smug expression as she still had a colouring to her cheeks to show she had been more than satisfied by the King’s attentions. ”Indeed we are suited. And yes…I was very satisfied. Next time however I think I might restrain you.” Such a tease. <3>

IceTe3a: His eyes looked around through the snowy fields and falling snow as he tried to scan the area for any beast that may be stalking them after hearing his wife’s warning. “Perhaps you are right” he stated as he continued to scan the area, no doubt something was out there most likely in plain sight to them as most creatures up here relied on blending into their surroundings to hunt their prey. Perhaps a wolf.. or another pack of trolls had found them, although you’d be able to hear and smell a troll as they weren’t the silent stalkers, but this creature was. “Best we press on until we find our stalker “ there was no use wasting time searching for something that didn’t want to be seen, surely enough it would show itself at one point of time. As they trekked on you could see trails from various creatures that had used this path previously, more so a dire bear seemed to use this path as a game trail of sorts, the foot print was larger almost three times the size of a normal bear although he doubt that was the creature stalking us as they preferred a more brutal and front on approach to hunting. As time passed they climbs up the mountain’s trail, about three quarters of the way soon they would be on the peek which would flatten out and turn into snowy forests and open plains, in the middle was the grand hall in which all the guild masters met, no one but the masters and their second in command were allowed at this sacred place. : he watched her with content as she was still recovering from the playtime, her words of restraint could be a thing of the future had him smirking, a single brow arched as his lips parted “If only you could pin me down” he came to a tall stand and walked around her slowly before coming to a stop in front of her, it was true his strength was unrivalled though he never used it to gain more stature, would she be able to pin him down on the floor? She would have to use tactics and trickery for an advantage over him, that much was for sure. His fingers caressed her cheek gently as they slid down her neck and across the side of her stomach with grace “What plans do we need to discuss, I know we need to bring people to titles of power.. commander of the army so forth.. but, it all seems dull to be honest” he smirked as he looked her up and down slowly.

CharlotteCarrendar:- A large gust of wind, and then the dark shadow rocketed out from behind a large tree – flying straight at Eryda and knocked her fair off her horse. ”Arrrrrgh!” The red witcher let out a scream as she was taken by surprise by this creature. The black hooded being forced the Red witcher into the snow. As it tried to choke the red witcher on the ground, Eryda fought valiantly to kick the creature off her. No doubt one of the servants of the vampire Queen’s whose order was to destroy the companions of the Witcher. Cali turned to look back and saw Eryda’s horse rear up and then run off in fright, as the two wrestled on the ground. She leapt off the back of the Warg. Her cloak flying off her shoulders as she extended her arms. Green flaring orbs building up upon each hand as she chanted a magical incantation to give her more power. This would drain her in the long run, but for now, she had a gut feeling she needed to save Eryda. Eryda kept trying to strike out at the shadow being whose hood flew back to reveal a bald head, covered in scars and scratches. It screeched loudly each time Eryda tried to strike its head, while it drew it’s claws tighter around her neck. :: Xirya laughed at the King’s taunt that he would love to see her try to pin him down. He rose from the throne, his size alone made him an imposing sight and this pleased the Queen all the more. ”You don’t want to discuss armies and tactics. Not…when there are pleasures of the flesh to be had.” Her hand reached out and she caressed his cheek. She went as far to chew her bottom lip, still coming down from the dizzying high that he took her. ”Enough chain and leather and you would be surprised what I could do.” The Queen mused. ”That….is what you want, isn’t it?” <3>

IceTe3a: Hearing his wife’s screams his head turned to face her as he saw Erdya’s horse run off into the distance, Erdya on the floor with a cloaked figure on top of her, he noticed Cali had dismounted and gone to Erdya’s aid. He smirked slightly as he dismounted Mersa, “Mersa.. Get the horse back here.. Alive please” Mersa grunted and ran off after the horse in order to bring it back to them. He stood there and watched as the two girls struggled with the creature, it was obviously sent from the vampire queen to do her bidding. His arms folded into his chest as he knew they were more than a match for this creature. Suddenly another screech came from the distance as he felt the sense of another creature coming from the side, raising his right arm he caught the creatures neck mid flight as he continued to watch his Wife and Cali battle the other creatures, squeezing the neck of the creature until he heard a crack his eyes were glowing yellow as he was pissed that someone would dare attack his wife, this always made him unaware of his strength as he tossed it off the mountain cliff “She will pay for this insult.. Eryda enough toying around” he heard footsteps as he glanced back it was Mersa with the horses reigns in her mouth leading it back to them, he smirked slightly and gave Mersa a pat on the head as he grabbed the horse’s reigns and waited for the girls to finish toying with the creature. : he nuzzled the fingers of his new wife and smiled as he nipped the tip of her finger. Hearing her prefer pleasure and play over the antics of the kingdom was a surprise to him but one he rather enjoyed her preference, “To be under you? Of course, Do I as a male not belong under the heel of your boot” he smirked as he was only stating the truth of how females felt of males, he bit at the air as he wiggled a finger at her daring her to pin him down and attempt her worst, “Let’s see what pain you can inflict” he winked at her as he enjoyed playing these games with his new wife.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Cali started a slow march to where the two were wrestling on the ground. The thunderous sound of the Warg racing off to get back Eryda’s horse would have the blood elf turn her head momentarily, before settling back on the two that were still in the midst of a fight. Oddly enough the Witcher did not intervene. Perhaps he was curious to learn how the two women would dispatch the assassin. Obviously it had been sent by the Vampire Queen. Another tried to make an attack on the Witcher himself, but he was faster – gripping the creature’s neck and breaking it as though it was a twig. He ordered for Eryda to stop toying around, and you could hear the red Witcher laugh at her husband’s demand.”With pleasure.” An earthy growl escaping her lips as the red ruby crystal that she wore around her neck glowing fiercely as she brought her head up from the ground and head butted the creature fair in the forehead. It reared back grabbing the sides of its head when Eryda then used her fists. Joined together she brought them forward to slam into the creature’s chest, causing him to roll off winded. At this, Eryda leapt to her feet and then shook off the snow, as the creature tried to grab for her ankle. As it did this however, Cali’s green orbs had charged enough that she fired them at the creature causing it to go into a series of convulsions. Squirming and writhing upon the snow in agony. It was highly likely that the being had never before encountered a Blood elf before, but this would be it’s undoing. Taking off her pole arm, Cali twirled it before slamming it into the ground creating a tremor like shockwave, that threw the creature skyward. Airborne, it flipped over and the Blood elf let out a violent scream as she absorbed the energy of the shadow creature in one go. Eryda walked right past Cali and simply went to take the reigns for her horse from Mersa’s mouth. ”Thank you. Shall we?’ She said simply, getting onto her horse as Cali was still panting heavily. The red witcher smirked and gave her horse a light kick and started off again. She wasn’t waiting up, and this would leave Cali behind if she was not careful. :: The Vampire Queen loved her King’s teasing. He wanted pain, loved torture and the Queen was more than happy to oblige him. She walked around him simply so he couldn’t see what she was doing, and then took out a leather strap. Grabbing his hands behind his back, she tied them together, and tried to force him, stomach down onto the floor. <3>

White Wolf – Part Eight.

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White wolf

Part Eight

“The Deal”

Writers
IceTe3a
CharlotteCarrendar

IceTe3a: His hues were examining Valencia as she casually strolled around in the main hall, his brow arched as she pointed out that Eryda was here in fact she was most likely half way around the work, his lips parted as he came to realize she was stating he was alone. Did she think without Eryda he would be weaker? He chuckled slightly to himself as they both knew the extent of his powers, Valencia saw firsthand how he dispatched her husband with ease the vampire lord.. King of all vampires, yet she stood there proclaiming this? Her mood took a turn for the worse as her face turned hideous, a tendency of vampires when you piss them off enough, ”I grow tired of your insolence. You had your chance to be by my side. Now…you can be a meal for my ladies in waiting. GIRLS…HE’S ALL YOURS!” Valencia finally had given up on him all those years of attempting to turn him into her personal toy and she chose the day he decided to get his weaponry upgraded to turn sour, irony had a weird sense of humor. Watching as she strolled back to her throne taking her seat, as his eyes flicked around the room the forms of female vampires appeared, some through the form of mist others walking out of the shadows while the rest materialized as they came out walking from the many pillars. His eyes scanning the room as he was surrounded by the countless female vampires, all their eyes were on him they were waiting for the day to have their chance at taming the white wolf, oh what a status boost it would be to any one of them to tame him, as few licked their lips while others bared their fangs. There had to be at least two hundred of them, all more beautiful than any other female around; their clothing emphasized their beauty. This would almost be any mundane man’s dream come true if only they weren’t so blood hungry for the forbidden blood.. his blood which has now come into open season. Being a Witcher and not just any Witcher an Albino Witcher his blood constantly replenished itself much like his magic life force so he was a never ending treat to any one of them. He thought to himself just what could he do, his vials could possibly help but not in this situation there were too many, and by now they had packed the room circling in around him as he could hear some of them talking in their sensual ways attempting to handle him with words, if they had their way he would be shared around the room between them in not only feeding but more.. sensual pleasures as well, he wasn’t exactly going to allow them to do that to him, he was no one’s toy let alone fuck toy “Valencia…. His eyes started to glow an immense yellow as they glared past the crowd of females to directly glare at her “ You have declared war on the Witchers.. You will not survive the onslaught that will come in the months to come once this is reported. He knew he had the right to dispatch her and her entire female army that stood in this room, but would rather report back to the Witchers guilds when the annual meeting of the guild leaders happened, so all could know of Valencia actions and where to go from there. A slight smirk appeared across his lips as he placed both palms together, crossing all his finger over each other save his two index fingers which pressed together pointing to the roof. The females taken back from his slight movements as they gave slight space all glanced around at each other as little did they know he was commanding one of his most powerful sigil, one that helped him win the Vampire wars years ago, this sigil.. ‘Pia’ was a holy sigil of light, and could be used and twisted to his own needs. *Flashback* the bloodied grounds laid waste to the countless bodies of the Mundane and Vampires as the two armies went at it with each other, the blood sky was in full affect as storm clouds were partial to this war, thunder and lightning striking around, in the distance the roar of both armies and the high chants of the mundane priests echoed across the lands, he was sent to this war to put an end to it.. so many had died in the past years because of the indifference between the mundane and the vampires, he would force a treaty of peace between the two races or exterminate them those were his orders. Standing there in nothing but his leather jeans and boots, his silver sword on his back he had made it to the battle grounds as the battle was half way through, he placed both palms together in front of his chest as his eyes started to glow an immense white, crossing all his finger over each other one at a time as holy runes started to appear across his skin glowing an immense white that it almost came off as blue his two index fingers which pressed together pointing to the roof finished the ritual as an explosion clapped and echoed, two wings of pure light sprung from his back as he stood there his right palm glowing. Raising his right hand as he gripped his blade the bright light from his palm engulfed the entirety of the blade transforming it into a weapon blessed by heaven itself

This form of sigil was very powerful and rare, he happened upon it while doing a deed for a high priest of the Mundane, his entire body was transformed, leaning forward as his knees bent the wind exploded as he was sent flying forwards into the battle almost like he was hovering on the ground at great speeds. His wings slowly moving about as he passed Mundane and Vampires alike, each stopping their fight as they glanced over at him, he was only after one person Victor.. the king of all vampires, his hues glanced around as he finally saw waves of Mundane flying into the sky as they screamed in terror for the hits of a powerful weapon

“Vicotr..!!!! “ he shouted as he came to a land in the centre of the countless Mundane surrounding the vampire king. “This ends now Victor.. with your head attached or with it separated either way.. this war is over… “ He looked as Victor turned to face him their eyes glaring at each other, Victor charged towards him his weapon held high as he raised his own weapon; charging back they met half way as their swords collided with a great crash of thunder the entire battlefield engulfed in a white glow as their eyes were temporarily blinded from the white blast. *Flashback end* But this time.. he was just going to create a holy light to engulf the room, his eyes were engulfed in pure white as his palms started to glow“Goodbye.. Valencia” The room was engulfed in a white flash as the females screamed out in pain, the ones closer to him were sure to be incinerated as the others would suffer temporary burns. By the time the room came to normal the only thing that stood in his place was a circular burn on the floor as he had made his escape out of the Vampires castle whilst they were distracted and was making his way to find Cali.

He smirked as he watched her slowly unclip her cloak, it gracefully fell down her body onto the floor as it revealed her more or less clothing she chose to wear it left nothing to the imagination as she wore clothing that complimented her bodies figure. He sat up in his chair as his eyes looked her up and down, what a woman he thought to himself, her husband is a lucky man. ”We have a deal.” the words almost caressed his face as he heard them. Watching as her slender fingers gripped the table and tossed it out of the way, she slowly approached him as he watched her sensual movements, only to be pushed down onto his back on the floor he landed with a thud as she stood on top of him, his eyes looking her over with a smirk. His hues shot blood red as he clicked his fingers, his image shrouded under her as his form disappears and the form of her husband appeared laying on his back under her feet, he had taken his form that was obvious was …
IceTe3a: it to make it easier on her? Or to make sure she doesn’t hold back on her end of the deal.. to be rough, a reminder perhaps? “Teach me the meaning of pain..” he said but it came out in her husband’s voice, how would she feel about that?

CharlotteCarrendar: – Valencia’s pride and anger had made her vulnerable in this moment, for though she thought that the Witcher would be no match for the likes of over two hundred vampire maidens attempting to feed and pleasure themselves with his light coloured body she forgot that this was the very same Witcher who had brought about the end of her own husband –the King in a battle that was between mundane and vampire kind. Her sickening laugh was to soon fade away, as did her cruel smile when the Witcher announced that she had brought about a war that would be Witchers guilds versus her very realm for her disrespect. Hissing violently from her fur covered throne, she rose slowly, like a King Cobra that was preparing to strike. Her nails on each hand appeared to lengthen into what would be described as dark talons, while her beautiful dress began to tear and stretch as the true inner beast – the vampire Queen was about to reveal her true form. Grotesque and vile, with skin the colour green, and hair that was flashings of red on black –she was truly the sight that made you want to claw out your own eyes. Each of her maidens followed suit, with great wings unfurling upon their backs. They were all the shape of women, but now the more obvious parts of their anatomy seemed to meld into their skin, again with a sickly hue. Like a corpse that had been animated in a vile display. Horrific would be a good word. All around the Witcher they gathered on mass, wings beating in a show of strength as he did just declare war. Becoming airborne, the Queen hovered in the air and screeched. ”The Witchers guilds shall not know of your report, if you are dead!” She raised her arms and cackled as a sign for all her maidens of blood to attack. But at this moment, it was when the Witcher would unveil his most deadly sigil. A blast of light that was like the very sun itself was shining its light directly into the hallowed sanctum of the Queen. The affect was immediate. As many as a hundred vampire maidens were turned to ash, incinerated by the blast of light. Beyond them, others were suffering serious burns, their eyes turning white and becoming blind. They cried and screamed, reaching out for each other for comfort, as the Queen herself copped a good blast of light. Her body catching fire and she fell from the sky, only to land in a smouldering heap on the floor. Her wings barely able to beat, as she tried in vain to fight to stand again. It was pitiful as it was demoralizing to her kind. The Witcher had won this round, and with the threat of war to come within the coming months, the Queen had truly bitten off far more than she could chew. Her screams and wails could be heard for miles, and this reached the ears of Eryda. The red Witcher was galloping towards the Vampire mountain. Was she too late?

Within the blacksmith shop, the Blood Elf was reeling from what she was seeing now beneath her. The Vampire known as Vlad had changed his image through glamour to be that of her lost husband. The trickery, as it appeared to be worked a treat with the Blood elf, who started to tear off his shirt, her long nails digging into his flesh as she panted like that of a hungry animal. Cali struck a deal with the Vampire to get information, but this being now looked exactly like him, sounded like him. He wanted to know pain. What greater pain was there than to feel he had been lost to her forever. The Blood elf gripped his head in her hands, and seared a bruising kiss to his lips, that also saw her biting at his bottom lip – pulling at it as she bore her weight down on him. <3>

IceTe3a: He watched as she teared up slightly, her finger nails dug into his skin as his skin shivered in response his shirt torn from his very body as she forced a burning kiss upon his lips. Her teeth sinking into his bottom lips as she tugged at it he could feel her weight being pressed down on him. He smiled at her as his hands ran up her back softly his fingers would trail against her skin “ You will be reunited with me soon” he said and once again it came out in her husband’s voice, his lips kissing her back with a fierce passion as his hand reached her hair, his fingers raking through it gently while he continued to kiss her. : Strolling down the main road towards Vlad’s he could hear the crying pain screams of the vampire queen as people rushed up towards the castle to see what was going on they were more curious than worried. He knew he would have to collect Cali and go to the Guild meeting where all the masters meet, he would need to report that he had just brought them into a war again, they would not be happy. As he made his way down the path he could not see Mersa nor Cali as he continued to look around for them through the shops he arched a brow as he walked over towards Vlad’s shop, glancing in he saw the overturned table. With a slight smirk he opened the door to interrupt them“Cali, get off him. Vlad tell her what she wants’ to know, the queen has claimed war on the Witchers guilds we need to leave now. For all our sakes. “ He glanced down to Mersa who was happy to see him, waking up with a big yawn she came to a stand and nuzzled his cheek as she strolled outside, “My weapons better have been done” : Vlad heard the door open and then smelled the White wolf just as he spoke “Cali, get off him. Vlad tell her what she wants’ to know, the queen has claimed war on the Witchers guilds we need to leave now. For all our sakes. “ he got up with ease whilst Cali was on top, coming to a stand he had dragged Cali to her feet as well as he was in shock of what the queen had done“What?! She is crazy.. Please inform them that this is the direct statement of her and no one else wishes to break the treaty” he knew what that meant if he was found with the White wolf or Cali he would have to answer for it, and the treaty could be broken for his kind. He would need to overthrow the queen and put someone else in power of the throne.. perhaps him maybe “We must overthrow the queen.. Go now my friend “ he tossed the newly formed blades to the White wolf and turned towards Cali with a slight smile, his form turned back to his own as he caressed her cheek with the back of his hand “Your husband is a lucky man my dear… You will find him in the Mundane main city of Carthal, under the slave chains of its queen, she is worse than our queen.. If your husband is anything like you, you won’t have long until she disposes of him from boredom “ he of course was referring to her stubborn and defiant ways, as he touched her he showed her exactly where he was being kept through imagery in her mind. “Now go and free your loved one, White wolf.. We will be in touch” : He caught the new swords as he examined them noting how light weight they were, he obviously embuned them with magic whilst restructuring them completely, they were whole new swords, as he strapped them to his back again he walked over to Cali and grabbed her by the hand basically dragging her out of Vlad’s shop “I will tell the guild that this is her doing and try to save the treaty, I believe you should speak for your people Vlad. They need a king, not a slut of a queen” as he walked out of the shop he rounded on Cali as he shook his head glancing at her, throwing her coat at her he sighed “Anything to save your husband huh? Get a move on “ he said as Mersa came to walk up beside him, they started to head straight for the main gates leading towards the large Cravasse.

CharlotteCarrendar:- The Vampire’s trickery was resourceful when he wanted something, and under the glamour guise of the Blood elf male, with the same soothing voice he had invoked within the female the burning need to be reunited with him. Cali seemed to even forget that this man she was kissing, this Vampire was not her husband at all, but his whispered words and stroking had her captivated and she naturally responded with a fervour that was sure to sate his desire to be treated roughly. She was about to rip off her bodice when suddenly she heard the voice of Xo the Witcher coming up behind them. “Cali, get off him. Vlad tell her what she wants’ to know, the queen has claimed war on the Witchers guilds we need to leave now. For all our sakes. “ Cali gasped and looked back over her shoulder to see him standing there, patting the Warg and looking a bit miffed with what he had found. The Vampire was quick to stand on hearing that the Queen had broken the treaty in her wicked scheme to try and tame and make a pet out of Xo. Being almost dragged to her feet, Cali was quick to get her cloak and fasten back around her – suddenly feeling the need to cover herself. She felt sick and dirty when she looked back to see Vlad back to his normal appearance. But the conversation was now between the two men, as the situation had turned dire for them all. No doubt the Queen would recover and then seek to rid the Witcher and his companions from her land. As she strapped back on her pole arm, she felt the touch of the Vampire black smith’s hand to her face. She almost wanted to flinch away since she felt she had dishonoured her husband in her vain attempt to learn of his whereabouts. The Vampire gave the information now freely. ] “Your husband is a lucky man my dear… You will find him in the Mundane main city of Carthal, under the slave chains of its queen, she is worse than our queen.” Cali muttered under her breath a word of thanks, and then with her head bowed she quickly left the Black smith shop, well aware that the Witcher was probably going to roast her for what he had seen her do. She pulled up her hood and waited near the Warg and sure enough the Witcher didn’t disappoint. “Anything to save your husband huh? Get a move on “ Cali shrugged her shoulders as she caught the coat he threw at her and continued to mutter under her breath, her lips still stinging from the Vampire’s kiss. But as they headed out of the township, a great horse thundered up the road, ridden by a woman with flowing red hair. As soon as she came into eyeshot, you could hear her make a loud whooping sound as she brought the horse up to stand on two feet. Bringing the horse down, Eryda recognised Xo and leapt off the horse. She was breathing hard thinking the Vampire Queen finally had him under her spell. Now she could see him walking along with ANOTHER woman? She marched right up to Xo and then took a swing at him. A punch to the jaw. Should it land she would stand with hands on hips and bark. ”I just rode the last ten miles at full gallop cause I was worried about you!” Talk about a way to meet the Mrs. She stared at Cali, who got such a fright, she ran around behind the Warg. ”Whose that?!” Eryda ordered waiting for Xo to speak. <3>

IceTe3a: He watched as Cali walked ahead muttering to herself, he shook his head wondering just what lengths she would go to, to save her husband. He was watching her as he saw a horse riding directly for him, as it came closer he arched a brow noting just who it was. The horse bucked up onto its hinged legs as it came down Eryda came jumping off the horse as she walked straight up to him, she swung a punch at him and it stuck true on the side of his jaw, his head sent flying to the side as he chuckled slightly, noting that Cali ran behind Mersa. “Lovely to see you to darling.. “ he smiled as he came to stand straight again his lip cracked and bleeding slightly, as he glanced back to Cali “That’s Cali, she’s a paying Client. Cali.. Meet Eryda my wife. “ he smiled as he looked Eryda up and down only the kind of look a lover would give, as he walked up to Eryda he wrapped his arm around her waist and turned her so she walked with him, Mersa following suit leaving Cali to cower alone. “ Come on Cali, Eryda.. pleasantries later for now lets get out of here before the Queen finds and kills us. She’s proclaimed war on Witchers Eryda, we need to get to the meeting of the masters and tell them” As they walked down the street they could hear Vlad yelling about how the Queen is jeopardizing their treaty with the Witchers and how she’s proclaimed war, he was making his move. : He waited a while before he would do anything, composing himself he walked straight out the door as the crowd massed in the streets all chatting and wondering as they pointed towards the castle. “My people! The queen has gone crazy!! She announced war on the Witchers guilds, Dooming us all as she breaks the Treaty!! We do not have to stand for this!! I have advised the White wolf none of us wish for a war nor to break the treaty!! He will aid us in our war against the Queen and her army!! To take back our city and continue the treaty !! Make me your king and I shall promise you this and more!! “ he shouted to the masses as he flashed his white fangs. Vlad was a high ranked noble male, stronger than the other males and everyone knew of his blessing so no one opposed him, they all cheered and shouted his name stating they were with him, others now cursing the queens name for trying to bring another war. It was to easy.. all it took was a visit from the White Wolf and he would see himself king of the Vampire realm, he would bring them back up in the ranks of mankind a respectable and powerful race once more.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Eryda cocked a brow when hearing that the cowering Cali was a paying client. ”Really? What the devil is she?’ Eryda may have travelled far and wide across the many lands of their realms but this was the first time she had encountered a blood elf. The ears were so long and those eyebrows. Not at all what Eryda would say was attractive on a woman. Still, she was never one for competition. Having given Xo what she would call a lover’s greeting – ie the punch, she was amused to see he was bleeding. Of course, he looked down at her with a fondness that was reserved for a mate. She cut a striking figure in her leather pants, boots and tight bustier. She was not dainty by any sense of the word, but she had it where it counted. A fullness of figure that would give a man much to explore with wandering hands beneath the furs. Feeling Xo put his arm around her, Eryda walked along casually with him as thought nothing had happened, her horse following along behind the Warg. This left Cali on her own. But Cali got a whiff of the blood that was trickling down the Witcher’s chin and licked her lips, fighting her burning need to feed off him. She had become addicted to his energy, his blood. Little by little becoming more and more caught in his web, whether he understood this yet or not. Hearing that the Queen had broken the treaty and that their lives were in jeopardy if they hung around, Eryda rolled her eyes. ”Let me guess, she tried to woo you to her bed and be her new footstool. When is that woman ever going to learn? Hope you sizzled her ass this time. I have a good mind to go in there and give her a piece of my mind.” Eryda was feisty to say the least, but she knew that there was an urgency in Xo’s voice that he wanted to get to the Guild council as soon as they could. If Vlad could not take control of the Queen’s lands there was going to be another war. Eryda slapped her love’s backside hard as they walked along. ”So what else have I missed? You and this…Cali been causing havoc across the mundane lands?’ <3>

IceTe3a: – He smiled as he walked along the path through the gates over towards the large mountain crevasse “She is a Blood elf, and a paying client, How was the job?” he felt her slap his ass as he arched a brow, glancing over to her he smirked as he heard Mersa walking around behind him with Cali following close “ You could say that, We have been travelling since the Dark forest, took out a den of werewolves. They are massing armies all over the realm “ this was partly why he needed to see the guilds masters to advise them that not only has the vampire queen declared war but the werewolves were massing armies in greater numbers than what they have already seen. “The guild hall is up in the snowy mountains, they meet in a week’s time. We should just make it for when they arrive, If they’ll be happy to see us is another thing entirely” shaking his head he turned to Mersa and climbed up on her. Looking down at Eryda he smirked “This is Mersa, we are pact. She’s a lot smarter and faster than that horse you ride.” he chuckled at his own tease as he pulled Cali up to sit behind him on Mersa. Waiting for Eryda to climb up on her horse he directed Mersa to walk beside the horse as they slowly travelled through the crevasse “We should resupply for the cold weather before we hit the trail, Any suggestions in the closest town? “ : With the vampires now Rallied behind vlad he had all the power and support he needed, no doubt the queen would hear of this. As they charged the castle they found it lacking her presence, as one of the noble females advised she had escaped before they could kill her taking her personal army. This left Vlad with an empty throne, a kingdom, the vampire army without leadership and a castle full of noble females, more sexy.. dangerous females than he could deal with oh but he would try. Slowly he walked up to the throne as the crowd cheered his name, as he turned around standing in front of the throne “Do you accept me as your king!?! Here now and forever more!! the crowd cheering in acceptance as he took his seat they all bowed down onto a knee,. “Good, live your daily lives, leave the hard labor to me. Tonight we party and feast in the new era of the vampires!” the common folk left the castle grounds wondering back to their own homes and place of work, leaving Vlad alone in a castle full of wondering female vampires, leaning back against the throne he rests his chin on his clamped hand, his hues glancing around at the passing females. The castle décor and the castle itself started to change form, suiting to his likings as did his clothing, he would need to choose brides this much was expected of him, but who.. which one, he knew so little and they all knew a lot.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Eryda’s interest in Cali piqued when Xo mentioned she was a blood elf. Immediately she became suspicious, not because the girl was paying but more to how the creature was around her husband. Females, as far as Eryda was concerned could never be trusted. Eyrda was about to ask another question, when Xo asked her about her job. Shrugging lightly, like the last job really was a non event; she smacked her lips and said. ”A pirate king who had gotten himself into a spot of bother with one of the neighbouring kingdoms. Kidnapped the Queen and was rumoured to be doing unspeakable things to her. Eh, so I was hired to do the rescue. When i got to the ship however, from the sounds coming from the Pirate King’s quarters, the damn slag was the one that was doing all the torture. Honestly, the pair deserved each other. All I had to do was show proof and headed back to the Kingdom with the Queen in tow…and last I recall she was hung for her infidelity. “ By the jingling sound coming from Eryda’s purse she had earnt herself a right fee for her efforts. ”King asked me to stay and take her place. Naturally I declined.” This was said with a wink, before she whistled for her horse. On hearing they were off to the guild hall, which was located in the Snowy Mountains, Eryda agreed that they would need to stop for provisions and warmer garb before continuing on. Mounting her horse, after watching Xo help the Blood elf to sit in behind him, Eryda adjusted herself in the saddle, and then added. ”If half of what you have told me is true, the Council is going to be most displeased with …..us.” She had to add the us, since even though it was the Witcher and Cali that caused some of the current strife; she was his partner and mate through thick and thin. Looking ahead, Eryda gave a curt nod as to where to stop for provisions. ”Dante’s pass. That is the last outpost before the trek climb. Should take a few hours tops.” Her horse kept up alongside the Warg, while the Blood elf wrapped her arms around the Witcher. She could still smell the blood on his face, and this made her shiver with an unusual eagerness. Her addiction was getting worse. This would not go unnoticed by Eryda, who was now keeping a close eye on the blood elf. <3>

IceTe3a: – He shrugged lightly as he knew she was right the guild masters would be quite upset with him “When aren’t they upset with me? They lack the ability to control me so this obviously pisses them off “ he smirked as his eyes gleamed yellow, he could feel Cali holding around his waist as they rode, she was being unusually quiet. They headed towards Dante’s pass as Eyrda had suggested “Good idea, it’s along the way and they would have what we need.” He was oblivious to Cali’s new found addiction as he continued to ride east towards Dante’s pass with Eyrda riding along side on her horse “The king would have a death wish to attempt in stealing my wife” he gave Eyrda a smirking sideways glance “Cali’s husband made his way into our realm from another realm, she’s here to look for him. Apparently he’s in a bit of trouble” he was filling in Eyrda of what exactly was going on, eventually he would have to fulfil his bargain with Cali and take her to the Mundane kingdom where he was last seen alive. “ Cali the kingdom of the Mundane is up around the snowy mountains, so the meeting hall is on the way. Are you ok with this?” light slowly started to turn to dark as nightfall came just as they reached the boarders of Dante’s pass, he sighed slightly in relief as it had been a long ride, pointing over to the local tavern “We should spend the night, eat and have a good rest. We can trek on dawn once we get our supplies” he glanced over to Eyrda, suddenly a loud growling roar could be heard as he arched a brow his hues glance over into the distance “Frost trolls seemed to have come down from the mountain, Eyrda why don’t you take this one dear. “ he smirked as his eyes locked over at hers whilst he rode Mersa past her towards the frost trolls, as he strolled through the town closer to the frost trolls he could hear their movements and grunts they were on the edge of town on the other side, so no harm to any townspeople yet perhaps they were after some of the farm animals on that side of town.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Xo had a point with the Witcher council. They usually had a beef with his antics, but that was only because his methods were a little unorthodox. She could never imagine any of them ever being able to control him. Hell, she couldn’t and had known that from the start of their courtship. But in a way, she was a lot like him, being head strong and independent. It was half the reason she would go off on her own adventures to fill her purse and learn more about the ways of others. Knowledge was something they treasured and they always wanted to learn more. Eryda tried not to keep staring at the Blood Elf, who was quietly holding onto the Witcher as they both rode the Warg. It was probably a good thing she held her tongue, as the newly reunited Witcher couple were still discussing the upcoming trade station, and just what Eryda had been doing with herself in the months that he and she had been apart. The red witcher laughed at Xo’s suggestion that he would kill the King if he so dared to steal her from him. Little did the Witcher know just what the King was like. ”The King would be no match for the likes of you, or me dare I say it. A scrawny man, with a comb over. No muscular build. Weak blue eyes and skin that looked spotty from memory. For one, a girl like me would break him like a twig.” She let out another laugh just thinking of it. ”I am honoured with the sentiment however, love.” Eryda said with a smile, as she gave her horse a little kick to keep up with the towering Warg. Her horse was quite a bit smaller and the going was getting rough. Just as they discussed supplies, there was a terrible sound. A long loud growl coming from the distance. Frost trolls. ”Ah, just what I needed after a long ride in the saddle.” She jumped down off her horse and smacked its ass to get it to follow along with the Warg and her mate, who had gone on ahead. She took out her sword and held it defensively as she walked along behind, keeping up the rear. No doubt they were hungry, but whose blood would they lust for. <3>

 

A Page in Time – Chapter Ten.

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A Page in Time

Chapter Ten

The Call to War

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IceTe3a
CharlotteCarrendar

IceTe3a: She had pointed to the arena, which surprised him at first than she stated he should fight to work off the meal he just ate, he smirked and looked down at her “Are you calling me fat?” he chuckled as she basically dragged him along past the town and the market stalls, they were getting closer to the arena cheering and shouting could be heard as they walked in there were two men fighting with swords in the arena, a friendly sparing match but no blows held back as always. The crowd was going off then the two fighters stopped and looked up at him and Nadia, the crowd glanced over and started cheering then chanting his name edging him on to fight in the arena. Nadia basically pushed him forward as he stepped down and waved the crowd off “Alright you bunch of bloodthirsty beasts” this was met with a roaring laugh from the crowd of men as he left Nadia to stand on top of the stairs he looked back at her and blew her a kiss. His feet hitting the sand of the arena he thrusts his fist clenched up into the air “Spartans!” this was met with a rather loud “Haroh!” as they all stood up and beat their chest with a clenched fist before taking a seat down. “Who’s willing to fight me, hand to hand??” he smirked as one man came down, and put his hands into the air as the crowd cheered. Suddenly someone shouted from the crowd “Make it an interesting fight! You are the son of a god after all!!” the crowd cheered again but louder as two other men came walking down and stood next to the other one, he arched a brow and looked back at Nadia questioning what the other man said in his mind. He took his stance as he already knew very well how to fight in the ancient Greek style of Pankartion. “Come on then!” he shouted as he growled slightly, the first man the larger of the three pushed the other two back, wanting to claim victory for himself as he came directly at Dante. “Go Arthos! Hit him hard!!” Arthos came in fast with a right swing towards him, he grabbed his right hand with his left pushing it away as his muscles bulged out, his right fist follows through smacking Arthos in the jaw as blood came spitting out then it was on for young and old, Arthos landing a clean hit to the stomach, Dante landing a clean hit to the rib cage on the side. “Enough of this get in there you two!” the other two came in to take on Dante so all three would have better chances, he had to even out the odds as he grabbed Arthos’s next incoming blow and flipped him straight onto his back hard, following down with a deadly right blow that clipped his face breaking his nose and dislocating his jaw. Arthos the first to be knocked out as the crowd cheered, the last remaining two started to work Dante’s sides with a volley of punches as he stood there arms up taking the blows, funny thing the hits didn’t hurt as much as they should. It was almost like soft blows but he could see they weren’t holding back. A loud roar escaped his mouth as he swung his open palms on either side of their heads forcing their heads to collide smashing into each other as they stood there dazed. This is where Dante went to town on them, standing in between them he nailed the first one with two solid gut shots as he turned just in time to counter the second ones blow, throwing a upper cut it caught the guy under the chin and sent him flying off his feet back into the sand. The last guy gripped Dante from behind as he tried to squeeze him into submitting, Dante lent his head forward and sent it back with force, feeling the back of his head hit the guys face as he let go fast. Dante turned around jumped into the air as his legs gripped around the guys neck, twisting he locked the man’s neck in between his legs as they both fell to the ground. The guys hands scratching at Dante’s legs trying to get free soon his body went limp as he passed out. Letting go Dante came to a stand as the crowd cheered “SPARTANS” he cried out loudly as he was covered in the blood of his fallen comrades they all stood up even the ones that were defeated and started chanting “Haroh! Haroh! Haroh!” he walked up the stairs towards Nadia as people slapped him on the back, he looked like nothing had happened as he hadn’t even broken a sweat, the other 3 did looked injured but hardly looked fazed or even in pain as they continued to brawl around between the three of them. He made it up to Nadia and planted a kiss on her lips with forceful passion as the crowd watched on and cheered the second they kissed.

CharlotteCarrendar: – The arena came alive with the whooping sounds, the cries of ‘Horah’ from the many Spartans that filled the fighting circle, and sat in the stands. Nadia had not seen a spectacle like this since she watched a movie about the Greeks back in her country. The vividness of it all, the bloodletting and sheer strength – power of these men was unbelievable. As Nadia watched over the spectacle, another Grecian woman approached. One of noble birth by the way she was dressed. Her eyes of green gazed down at the pit, watching Dante with great admiration and interest. She even licked her lips, which in itself showed she was more than just interested in the warrior. ”You must enjoy seeing him go against three of his own, Nadia.” The woman said, obviously knowing her in this time. Nadia did a double take, surprised this woman was addressing her. It took her a moment to gather her thoughts, as the crowd was very vocal in its support of their leader. It didn’t take much for Nadia to see that this woman was keen on Dante. ”Of course…” she didn’t say the woman’s name, mainly since she didn’t know who she was. But as it turns out, one of the other men; Arthos was her husband. While Arthos fought valiantly, he was no match for Dante’s brute strength and skill. Andrea only stood back, when Dante mounted the stairs, and swept up Nadia in his arms, having had barely broke a sweat from the fight. He kissed her passionately, causing Andrea to turn her head away in respect, while many others cheered on what was their town’s favourite couple. When Dante drew back, this was when Andrea made her move. She shot a look at her husband, who was bloody and beaten by his commander. ”Dante…you have again shown all why you are the Leader of men.”Andrea flicked back her flowing curls off her shoulder and looked him over with hungry eyes. Nadia was actually shocked at this woman’s candour. Arthos finally climbed the stairs, after being treated for his injuries, and saw the way his wife was gawking at Dante. ”Woman…drink. Get it for me.” Andrea rolled her eyes, and then went to get a wine gourd, and handed it to him, all the while sizing up Dante. Arthos drank down the wine as though dying of thirst, then slapped Dante on the back. ”Why is it you look as though you have not fought. You make me feel old.” <3>

IceTe3a: Releasing Nadia from his passionate grip the crowd was still cheering on whilst the three men fought between themselves, Arthos had called it and seek little medical aid. His wife standing near as she made a comment about how he once again proved why he is leader of all men, he simply smirked as he pointed down towards the men “All men are equal, we are all highly skilled warriors.. And our females are just as equal for they mother our strong warriors until they can stand upright, there are no leaders here only warriors” he smiled as he looked down to Nadia, his breath was slow as he was hardly fazed from the battle, Arthos had made his way up the stairs and noticed his wife lingering around, throwing an order as she came back quickly with a glass of wine. He felt the slap on his back as he turned his head to look at Arthos Nay brother, You held your own against the son of a god. I would like to see any one of our enemies attempt the same feat.. he turned around as he raised his hands, Every last Spartan here is worth 100 fold of any single enemy soldier!! For if one of us were to fall in battle that single one would have already taken down thousands of their men! Haroh!! ‘’ he shouted at the top of his lungs spit flying free from his mouth ever proving his words true, the crowd cheered in kind as the philosophers all clapped and chanted in agreement, “So you see brother, it is not that you are getting old. Only that you’re in need of bloodshed to revitalize you .. Come now, we feast tonight in wait for a glorious battle! You shall sit with us Arthos Until then” he gave a nod as their hands slapped and clapped around each other’s forearm a symbolic shake between brothers in arms. Walking up to Nadia he placed his right arm by her side and waited for her to wrap her arms around his thick muscular arm, before walking off out of the arena; after a few moments of walking in silence and distancing themselves from others he smirked and shook his head “I can’t believe you forced me into that, Nadia. Did you enjoy yourself? Did I pass your test against the soldiers?” he looked down at her as they casually strolled the streets, it was early afternoon and a Greek afternoon was warm to the skin with a gentle cooling breeze, there was no humidity and sweat was a thing built up by hard days labor not the heat of the sun, the sky was still a crystal blue as children ran past them wrestling. He had known what Arthos’s wife was doing, and he had need to talk to Nadia about stepping up her role as his wife, being the queen of Sparta she needed to be diplomatic, smart, and always on her toes when dealing with the arts of politics although he had a feeling Nadia already fit the bill quite easily he already knew she was well educated and probably was used to politics of their own world, so she should find her role quite simple in fact, still she could not allow other females or males to overstep their worth.

CharlotteCarrendar:- When they were a good distance away, it was only then that Nadia glanced back at the wife of Arthas who was having some sort of a row with her defeated husband. The very thought of having to sit through a meal with that feminine hawk hovering over Dante made her cringe. But she knew that there would be no avoiding another meeting with the Greek barracuda. Keeping her arm wound around Dante’s as they walked along the busy street, Nadia did chuckle when it came to what she thought of his fighting the soldiers. Dante made out that she forced him to do it. This brought laughter from Nadia, who knew that he enjoyed the fight and the commerardery as much as she did. ”If you ask me, I think you were in your element. I mean, you barely broke a sweat. Yet those that fought you were well and truly put in their place.” The afternoon had a delightful breeze flowing through the village, and the sky was so vivid and blue. It was indeed a magical place unaffected by the same sorts of things like pollution and over populating like their own time. As children ran past and then cheered as they spotted the couple, Nadia blushed at the attention. Nadia was still coming to terms with how well known they were, and yet she knew no one and nothing about this time. In a way she was afraid of messing up. Up ahead of them was a large building, that was a meeting place of senators and scholars, the ideal place where Nadia would be spending a great deal of time. Course, she was yet to realize what it was. The statues that lined the stairs to the building were mainly of men, not women. As they approached it, a tall lean man came running down the stairs, then opened his arms wide for the pair. He was dressed in a regal robe with a gold metal tie through ring on his right shoulder. He was not as muscular as Dante, but more he was a man of knowledge, not one of the sword.”Dante…Nadia. So good to see you both. I hear that the training match went very well.” Word had reached him by way of the messengers that darted about the town spreading the latest news. ”Please, come inside. The assembly wish to discuss a grave matter. It seems our enemies are seeking to acquire a foothold in what is our northern lands.” This news had Nadia look concerned. ”Just who is it?” <3>

IceTe3a: As they walked through the village he noticed that Nadia had started blushing from the children cheering, a cheerful bellowed laugh escaped him as it turned into a snicker “You’re going to have to get used to that” As they walked it seemed Nadia was leading them to a particular building, a rather large white stone circle building with large pillars as support beams, the large stairs in front were scattered with that of male statues few female statues were to be seen, a house of politics.. words.. where men argued among each other for weeks at a time to come to a decision a slight groan escaped his lips “Really.. these men are weak of body.. they fight among themselves like children. “ it was easy to tell Dante didn’t like philosophers not just because he couldn’t make sense of them but they were men of words and not battle. Even though they are Spartan born they did not bare the title of ‘Spartans’ but Nadia would have none of his whining as she lead him on up the stairs, it was true what they said behind every great man is a great female, in this case it was easy to tell the females of Sparta held the same weight as the males did. He saw a smaller less muscular man come racing down the stairs with his arms open as he was taken back, as he arched a brow when the man advised they needed to speak to the pair about enemies attacking. “Ahh yes.. let’s discuss shall we, and shall we also find things to argue about until the enemy is at out gates? “ he sighed as he looked down to Nadia, who no doubt had a look on her face with his head hung low he sighed as he raised his free hand in front of him pointing up the stairs “ Shall we..? “ once again Nadia proved the worth of a Spartan woman, who else could control such a man save his female counter part? As they slowly climbed the stairs he could hear the raised voices of gathered men arguing over something it was to jumbled for him to catch exactly what they were arguing about “As always, my wife will speak for me as her word is my word and she has my full support in every choice she makes” He smiled down at her beneath his black Greek beard, upon reaching the top of the stairs he peered down into the circular room where sea’s of men sat in a circle bench like system, few stood as others took the floor to speak and argue their point before going back to sit down, obviously those trying to make a point or put something to the crowd were to stand in the centre of the room where he could be heard by all. “ What fun this looks.. “ he whispered quietly to Nadia as he stood talk next to her.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Nadia could feel the tension as Dante made a sarcastic remark of how much fun this was going to be. A sea of men in robes, all arguing and bickering about a course of action. Politics was not his domain, clearly. He spoke with his sword, and got the job done. Not sit and discuss it while the hounds of war approached their walls. Hearing him whisper, she straightened her back and held a more regal pose. While in the arena he did what came naturally, suddenly she found herself in a place that she was actually comfortable in. Having worked as a Lawyer in London it was a dog eat dog world. Men in suits were no different to men in robes. Words could be used just as affectively as the sword, if used well. Speaking out the side of her mouth so as not to draw too much attention, though many would have seen the hulking Spartan enter and heard his powerful steps, Nadia said. ”I believe it is my turn to entertain you.” A quick squeeze of his arms, and she drew her own arm back and let it fall to her side, before walking down the stairs to the pit of the assembly. She nodded politely of course as she was treated with the respect due to a senator and stateswoman. Nadia cleared her throat and then spoke eloquently. ”My countrymen. “ She took the floor as the voices of many hushed and others took their seats. ”What is this news that our northern borders are under threat?” Her beautiful eyes scanned the auditorium, as she waited for someone to address her. A short fellow in a flowing white robe stood. Son of Athanas rose to speak. ”I come from the North, and have seen firsthand the fleets that have docked. Men – fierce and with flowing hair. Primitive compared to the likes of us. They now seek to expand their territory, and already one town has fallen. We need an army to go and push them back to where they came.” Nadia thought for a moment, and became concerned. ”Then why do you argue if this be the case. Surely there is more than enough men to spare to go to such a fight. If they take one town, it will give them the courage to try for another. To fight the snake, one must cut off the head.” She glanced around as some started to argue of the cost. But what was more important? Sitting on their fat asses, their pockets and purses overflowing, or spending it on the army to fight for sovereignty? Nadia glanced up at Dante, as she knew this was his domain. How many men would it be needed to push back a fleet of ships from the coast? That was the question. <3>

IceTe3a: As he felt Nadia squeeze his arm tight he glanced down at her with a smile as he watched her casually stroll down the stairs and take her place in the centre, he watched as she demanded respect with her pose, her tone. He could not help but smirk as he was proud of Nadia and it showed, listening in to the objective arguments about the cost of sending the army being a main point in this argument, it was pathetic really. So they were primitive warriors.. perhaps they would prove a worthy fight, as he arched a brow, as he noticed Nadia was now glancing at him almost asking him to speak up. Stroking his beard as he thought to himself for a moment, “It is well known, no army could withstand an attack from a Spartan save an entire Spartan army.. 200 of our Spartans would be enough, as my wife suggests” he heard the disgruntled arguments from the old men as they pointed towards him while arguing with each other, he shook his head. Unable to believe how these men.. these Greeks could be more worried about their own purse than that of the livelihood of Sparta.. this is why he disliked their kind. A true Spartan male.. a warrior born from birth, willing to give his life to protect his fellow Spartans.. Sparta itself and everything in it. Even the female Spartans had more backbone than this unfit lot, but he had a gut feeling that Nadia would protests to his thoughts of removing politics from Sparta, stating that it was needed.. it almost felt like they had this discussion before. He stood there towering as he cast a large shadow down upon the men arguing, his eyes look to his wife Nadia wanting her to take order in this chaos. He knew she could, he had faith in her for the right reasons but would these men agree? Why did he need to consult these men to raise the Spartan army and defend their lands?

CharlotteCarrendar: And still the men continued to argue and raise voices, thinking that it was a costly exercise. This brought a look from Nadia that would have a man burnt alive by her death stare. ”You put a price on freedom to our northern borders? Are our brothers and sisters not worthy of protection? You…ALL OF YOU should hang your heads in shame. Dare to argue what is just and right for our lands. As Dante said, an army of 200 Spartans would be enough to fight off any of our enemies, even with thousands on their side. I say this because Spartans are not merely men, but warriors true. Brothers at arms!” She brought both arms up in a display of statesmanship that rivalled the best speaker of the house. It was fair to say, that Nadia had an iron will when she decided to use it. The arguing ceased, and there was a murmur amongst the men. A vote was then cast, and one by one each cast their ballot. Once they were tallied and the numbers read, it was an overwhelming majority in favour to send the Spartan army led by Dante north to defend its territory. Pleased with the count, and the men now acting more civil once the speaker read the results, Nadia turned away from the sea of men and smiled at her husband. ”I feel like I just won my first case.” A sense of pride and elation swept over her. However she was forgetting one thing. She was signing off to send her Dante off to war. <3>

IceTe3a: -He smiled as she took order into her own hands and silenced the sea of men with her iron words, she took control of the situation as she beamed out her status through her body’s glow. Needless to say the men all came to a quick silence and one by one they all cast their votes in agreement to wage war with the men. Finally some order out of this madness as been seen like the sun’s rays through a blackened sky she had proven yet again to the men why she was queen. He watched as she came up to him, clapping his hands he chuckled with a wide grin “Well played” as he led her away from the sea of men so they may continue to argue over other issues. Once they were down the steps he stopped and looked down at her with a stern face as she had just cast the dice and the vote was cast for 200 Spartans to go north to defeat this army led by Dante himself. “I shall leave tomorrow with 200 of our finest warriors. The main force will stay here and protect Sparta under your command, Nadia looks like we’ll have to hold off from finding your father” He led her further away up towards their own private villa up high on the hill overlooking Sparta itself, they bumped into Arthos who was walking down from his own Villa half way up “Arthos, ready 200 of our finest Spartan’s for tomorrow he march north to war. I will speak to them late afternoon have them gather in the training hall.” he smiled and nodded as he watched Arthos smirk, slapping his shoulder Arthos ran off to go ready the men. He wondered if it had dawned on Nadia yet that she had sent him to war he came down to kneel on his right knee as his eyes met her eye level“And.. if I do not return, you must find your father and return to our time” coming to a stand he took a deep breath and smiled as he looked down at her.

CharlotteCarrendar: – The elation and high from quelling the crowd of senators was soon lost as she realized what she had just done. When Dante spoke to Arthas about assembling the men in the training hall, Nadia’s face said more than words could convey. It was almost like she just remembered who she really was, and that her father was still missing. Dante was going off to war. She had just signed off on it. Though Dante congratulated her on how she handled the senators, he did have a stern look when he said he would be leaving in the morning, with two hundred of their finest, and that she would be in charge in his absence. When Arthas was well out of ear shot, Nadia reached for Dante’s hand. ”If my father IS here, then we will find him, but we must fufill our roles in this world. I can’t believe what I just did.” When Dante knelt before her, he told her point blank that she must continue the journey to find her father, then go back to their time. She stared down at him, and her brows knitted as she couldn’t imagine going on without him. She had grown very close to Dante, and the feelings were real. As he stood, she stared up at him – her eyes unwavering. ”You have to come back to me.” <3>

IceTe3a: He smiled as noticing she finally came to realize what she had just done, he couldn’t help it and as she said they needed to play their roles as if it were them. This meant he needed to go to war there was no way around it. She then told him to come back to her, he smiled as he looked into her eyes “I don’t make promises I can’t keep Nadia” the back of his fingers press against her cheek as he runs them down slowly against her soft skin. Wrapping his arm around her waist he led her along the path towards their Villa as he kept quiet for awhile, “ If I die, the main army will be sent to conquer the invading army, you must use this distraction to get away and find your father.” soon they reached their Villa as he walked in the front door after Nadia, glancing around at their room he saw his helmet, shield and weaponry. He smiled lightly as he looked over to her and forced out a chuckle “I’ll be fine Nadia, If it helps get your father back then.. I go to war.” he walked up to her as his arms wrapped around her and brought her in as he hugged her firmly for a moment. He leaned back as he cupped her cheeks with a smile “Come now, let’s not use our last night together dreading. Instead let’s enjoy each other’s company. as he walked into the kitchen and walked back with two flasks and a case of wine, pouring a glass for them both as he held hers out for her.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Nadia had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. An oncoming sense of dread. They had barely been in this time for a day and already Dante had shown his skill as a Spartan, and she had spoken like a true stateswoman. But that paled into the fate that awaited them. Dante would be fighting an unknown enemy. Nothing could really prepare him for this. She knew it. He couldn’t make a promise he couldn’t keep. It would be wrong and foolhardy. The walk back to the Villa was a quiet and sombre one. The full weight of their discussion now hitting heavily. She turned to face him at one point, and brought her fingers up to his lips, after he said that if he should die, that she needed to use the distraction to escape and find her father. ”Please don’t speak of death, I don’t think I could bare it.” She was a woman after all. Coming to terms with the thought of losing Dante. He kept trying to reassure her, and it took a lot of courage and willpower to nod and agree. Dante saying he would be fine. He had to be. When he embraced her, she took him in her own arms and held him so close she could feel his heart pounding in his chest. Only when he let her go, did she show the first of what would be a few tears, that she tried to wipe away before he would see. She smiled bravely, and took the glass of wine he offered her. Before drinking, she held the glass between three fingers and said. ”Let this night be one to remember forever.” <3>

IceTe3a: He smiled as she took the glass and raised it in a toast to them, he nodded as his eyes were looking directly into hers almost smiling themselves “I will keep you in my mind and heart whilst on the battlefield, know that if.. My last thoughts will be of you” he took a sip of his wine as he looked outside, it was already nearing the time for him to meet up with his men in discussion. Placing the cup of wine down he walked up to her and cupped her cheeks as he pulled her in for a passionate kiss, one of his hands moved gently down her side as he picked her up with one arm holding the kiss for awhile as he took in the warmth of her body, the taste of her lips and her everlasting scent for his memory. He pulled back for a moment as he kissed her again “I must meet the men Nadia, I will come back and the night will be ours.” he smiled as he held her close to him once more, cuddling her in a loving and reassuring mannerr before placing her down on the floor. He walked towards the door and as he headed out he turned his head to glance at her one last time before disappearing from sight. Casually he strolled down the hill towards the training hall where the men no doubt would have already heard the news and be celebrating. As he made his way down there it wasn’t hard to hear the men boasting and play fighting with each other. As he made his entrance everyone turned to him in silence, walking into the centre of the men he raised his arms and shouted “WAR!!!!! “ The men cheered and shouted in response, as they all crowded around with smiles against their faces, Spartans were truly a warrior’s people, bloodthirsty would be a understatement “We have a new enemy, Invaders in our northern borders, 200 of us against thousands of them.. It will be a bloody massacre Ahaha!!!” he smiled as they shouted out in kind chanting his name, “So tonight, Sleep well.. drink, spend time with your family, Make love to your wife for tomorrow we dine in hell! “ an even louder roar from the soldiers could be heard echoing throughout Sparta, as Arthos was among them, walking over to Arthos he raised his hand “My second!! And the rest of you miserable bastards unlucky enough to go to war with me, be prepared we leave at dawn. Weapons at the ready!! “ a rowdy laugh escaped the crowded soldiers as they finally started to leave to their own families. Arthos nodded at him and left to seek his own wife, as Dante went to find Nadia as he starts his trail back up the track towards their Villa, he didn’t notice how long he had taken as it was already nightfall.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Nadia stood silently in the doorway of the Villa as Dante left her to go and speak to his men, his army of Spartan soldiers. She could only imagine what was happening. The rousing cheers, the deafening roar as they all stood and supported their leader. They were all equals in this world. But Dante was special. In this world he was the Son of a God. The sun had now set and the stars had come out in an array that was like diamonds littered across black velvet and blue. Nadia wrapped her arms around herself as she tried to come to terms with the enormity of what was happening. This would be their last night. She lowered her head for a moment, knowing she had to give him something to truly remember her by. Something that would make him want to come back for her. Her head raised and she knew what she had to do. Spinning on her heel, she raced into the kitchen area. ~A meal..fit for a King. Yes!~ She thought to herself. Nadia busied herself, getting ingredients, and soon she started to cook over an open pit fire. It all came naturally to her somehow. Strange as that was. She soon lost track of time, and no doubt he would be returning and the heavenly smells of her cooking would reach his senses. She hadn’t even changed yet. If he should enter the kitchen area, he would see her working to make him a feast. Her back would be to him. The villa would truly seem like their natural home. <3>

White Wolf – Part Six

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White Wolf

Part Six

”Cali’s Rage”

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IceTe3a
CharlotteCarrendar

CharlotteCarrendar: The Blood elf reached for the hood that was a part of her crimson cloak. Bringing it up and over her blonde tresses, she covered her head and did as the Witcher had instructed. She bowed her head and refrained from taking in the watching eyes of the outlander Vampires. The farming colony that had fields with specially bred blood mundane workers would go unseen – Cali’s green eyes looking straight down at the large head of the Warg, who was moving slowly, almost cautiously behind the Witcher. Cali’s cloak draped over the back of the warg, whose muscular legs twitched with each step taken. The female warg was an intimidating sight to behold, but also linked magically to the Witcher, so should any Vampires be foolish enough to try and attack, the Warg was under Xo’s protection. Cali gripped the Warg’s shaggy mane holding tight as they continued to make their way forward. Xo was quick to comment that thought she was a warrior, the Vampires were out of her league. This brought no joy to the Blood Elf, who prided herself on her abilities. She had felled the Alpha were, did that not account for anything? No, this coven was one of great size. A castle within the very mountain carved and fashioned from the rock over countless centuries. Time was not an issue for the Vampires under the Queen’s rule.

Reaching the castle gates, two Vampire guards that were heavily dressed in fashionable armour that not only looked intimidating but was also very well fashioned. Clearly, the Queen’s army were well supplied and with the many farms of slaves their needs to feed were met without issue. The gates were opened without so much as a question, for the name of the White wolf had been uttered and whispered by many that they had already passed. Shadows flickering then vanishing at speed. It took a great deal of self control for Cali to not sneak a peek out from under her hood, but she had been warned not to and heeded his word. The gates they passed through were truly magnificent. Crafted from iron and fashioned into tall spikes, they were adorned with skulls and other emblems. All designed to evoke fear into those that dared to enter the inner sanctum.

Only once inside the gates, did the Witcher again speak. It was to advise Cali that the Vampires were true craftsmen of both weapons and armour. There would be a blacksmith for certain and it seemed the Witcher already had ideas of who he wished to see and do trade with. The commodity in such a place was blood, and nothing more rarer than dragon’s blood. It was in a satchel presented to Cali, that held in it enough dragon’s blood that would be considered a King’s ransom. Cali was careful as she took the bag, hearing the clink of the glass vials within. Appreciative, Cali nodded in thanks – refraining from speaking as she felt it was unwise at this point. Cali was told to stay with the Warg, but use the vials wisely when it came to trade for either information on her lost husband, or for something she might need in their travels.

The Witcher left Cali and headed off into the crowded market place as Vampires parted like the red sea and allowed him to walk where he pleased. It was then that Cali raised her head, and she could see many now staring at her. The right corner of her mouth twitched as she sneered at those that dared look at her. She was more like them than they would ever come to realize. She knew she couldn’t easily do trade sitting on the back of the Warg, and took this moment to throw her leg over and alight from the monstrous beast. Her head turned ever so slowly as she took in the various stalls. Naked mundane that were chained to some carts stared at the blood elf, only to be beaten by their Vampire masters. Hearing the cries of the beaten mundane, Cali sees a merchant stall that sells crystals and jewellery. Naturally inquisitive, she starts to walk towards the market stall. Her stature had her be taller than most Vampires and she picked up a bracelet with a glowing red crystal. The Vampire trader stared at Cali’s eyes, curious why they were such a strange green tinge. ”What are you…you are not Mundane?” Cali turned over the bracelet, then she heard another whisper from a stall selling bolts of cloth. ”She is a Blood elf…seen her type before.” It was a much older Vampire, a woman. She had long black hair, but some silver streaks through it. The Vampire licked her lips and then uttered. ”Their blood is to die for.”

Up in the castle, the Vampire Queen is now standing in one of her side chambers, changing into a very revealing silken gown that leaves nothing to the imagination. Her hair is being brushed by one of her male slaves, while another is placing on her jewellery. ”I want to look ravishing, before he gets here.” she mused, chuckling to herself as she could almost taste his blood in the air. <3>

IceTe3a: He was now without weapons but he was trained in the unarmed arts and was still stronger than most vampires, as a backup he still had his vials he always kept on him just in case it went the wrong way. He started to head towards the main gates of the Castle taking note of shops he would have to visit later, the vampires has rare artefacts and herbs that you just couldn’t find in other shops. As usual people cleared a path as he casually strolled through them, his yellow eyes giving off what he was to anyone who didn’t know, there was only one other Witcher strong enough to walk through these lands and she.. was his other half, although they parted ways whilst taking another job they always found their way back together. You always could tell which vampire was a new blood by the way they looked at him, their eyes shot open as they were told of his stories and his countless victories over battles including the Vampiric war. Something most vampires hated him for although none dared step up to him to claim their right to challenge. As he walked closer he glanced around at the people he passed through, those who took the path of evil also found ways into here mainly mundane slavers and assassins, crooks who were tough as nails though they would fall victim to a vampire if they did not tread carefully. Finally reaching the gates he looked upon the Queens personal guards, his lips opened slightly “We know.. here to see the Queen” as they opened the gates he smirked. Walking through the doors into the Queens castle he noticed a distinct change in the décor, a more rich and sophisticated style of dark gothic décor was used in here, among that countless mundane nailed or chained around in torture toys to feed and play on for the nobles, funny thing about vampires, the females were stronger and counted higher in the race. The female vampires were the nobles although there were few males like Vlad who carried their way up to become noble.. very few lasted, as the female vampires were sinister and seductive to a danger, enjoying the pleasure in toying, feeding and killing males. That was the role of a male sort as useless nothing more nothing less, even though they knew of his strength and feats, they urged for such a rare toy to be theirs, as it would give them higher status in their rankings that and the legends say he cannot die.. among other things, so personal pleasure came with the package and many sort to see it for their own, he didn’t mind the attention even if it came at a price. He looked around as he noticed already a overwhelming amount of female Vampires lurking around in their gothic attire, their eyes fixated on him whilst he stood at the front door. : *TANG TANG TING* sparks flew as Vlad continued to slam down the hammer on the now magical blade’s every so often throwing them in the black fire, once he was happy with them he took them out of the fire and raised his palm as they came to float mid air in front of him slowly spinning. They were imbued with the power of the dragon, as he waved his hand across the blade blessing and embedding his own powerful magic a sacrifice well needed to repay a old debt. The blades themselves were thin but unbreakable, light but would hit heavier than anything before and engraved with gothic style art all the way from the hilt to the tip. Grabbing them by the grip he smirked as he started to slice them around, a piercing sound seemed to echo through the air as if they were cutting through the air itself. Pointing the silver sword at a large tree a meter away, he sliced the air between it after a few seconds the tree sliced vertically in two and fell apart, the swords were perfect as he ran his thumb gently in the air near the blade accidently cutting himself, blood tricked down his thumb as he pushed it in between his lips and sucked. “Perfection.. these blades will make history” he smirked with his dark wine eyes gleaming. The blades themselves were crafted that well that they cut through most things with ease, the tree stood a meter away as the sword never once hit it and split in two this would show the work of vlad’s skills in blacksmithing. Never would he make such weaponry for anyone else but the White wolf as he held a great debt to the man. Packing the swords up in their new sheaths he carried them around with him as he walked into his own shop and closed the doors, walking behind the counter he placed the swords underneath and sat down slowly sucking on a blood pack while reading a book. Perhaps today would be an interesting day and bring more customers, as he casually glances around his shop at his wares of weaponry, armors and clothing he had hand built himself. He had once before had a visit from the female Witcher, but the White wolf was a rare treat as this was the first time they had seen each other after that day. He should have told the White wolf that the female Witcher was in the lands only a day ago, perhaps they would find each other or perhaps she was already gone. Either way he smelt a new scent on the Witcher something that wasn’t his, another female and she wasn’t Mundane, he was curious to see just who she was and what she was as her scent was new to him.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Cali set down the bracelet as the fabric merchant at the next table was now staring at her with a hunger in her blood red eyes. Behind her a hush came over the crowd, for it was not uncommon for blood to literally be spilt over trade. But this was not about trade, this was about the Blood elf being identified for what she was, and to top it off the merchant knew of her kind. Was it possible that this woman, this vampire had come across her husband in her travels? With the satchel of dragon’s blood vials tied to her waist, the Blood Elf left the jewellery merchant and made her way over to the lecherous fabric merchant. ”Our blood is to die for…you say.” The crimson hood that had covered Cali’s head slipped back to reveal the fine blonde tresses – the unmistakable long ears. Cali could be intimidating when she wanted to be. The vampire chuckled darkly and gave a slight tilt of her head. ”In a land not far from here. I…get around you know. There was talk of one that looked..very much like you in fact. Described to the letter, tis how I know what you are. Though…the blood elf was male. Shackled…like a dog.” Cali could feel the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. There was every chance that this was her husband, and the merchant – the vampire knew exactly where he was. A fierce glaze came over Cali’s eyes, as her hands started to glow with a terrible green aura. ”Where is this land? SPEAK!”You could hear a loud chatter of many now watching this spectacle that was taking place. Even the Warg would hear the rising voice of the angered Blood Elf. The vampire merchant laughed. ”I could tell you, but … it’s going to cost you.” She then snapped her fingers as three mundane slaves were summoned to rise and protect her. Using naked mundane to fight a Blood Elf seemed fool hardy in Cali’s eyes, and she snarled at the merchant. ”Your slaves won’t last a minute against me.”

In the castle, female nobles were tittering and laughing. Their bodies moving with the shadows as speed. Echoes of their voices rang out through the hallowed halls of the Vampire Queen. The Witcher was a great prize indeed, and many would give everything they had, even their immortality if they could just get a taste of his magical blood. Out from the side chamber, the Queen herself now appeared. A dazzling head dress adorning her head, her body glistening with oils and scented to mask what was a very unnatural scent that came from her. She was death personified. A beauty to be sure, but often what is beautiful on the outside, is rotten to the core and this was the case with the Queen. Followed by two chosen hand maidens that were also Vampires, they made their way to the audience chamber, where the Queen was certain to meet her beloved Xo. So long, so many nights she had dreamed of what it would be like to lay beside him, and feast on his blood. The blood of a Witcher, was the greatest prize a woman could possibly have. Her plan was to secure him as her toy – her own personal blood slave to keep her vital forever. <3>

IceTe3a: Mersa was laying down beside an alleyway as she watched the vampires pass by, those who noticed her were quick to move on, a slight growl was forced out for those who stayed too long. A Yawn as her large fangs flashed out with a slight squeal, snorting her head came back down, Mersa wasn’t stupid in fact she was highly intelligent. Her ears perk up as she hears Cali’s voice raise, a growl escaping her lips as she came to a tall stand. Those vampires who stopped nearby to watch quickly gasped and ran away from Mersa, she slowly padded her way out of the Alleyway to view Cali looking ready to fight. She knew that Xo wanted Cali protected, and she took pride in following her alpha’s orders, as she made her way over through the crowd of vampires basically bowling them over as she passed through. Coming to a stop behind Cali her bottom jaw just touched the tip of Cali’s head as she snarled at the elderly vampire, her eyes piercing down at the Mundane slaves, there for support and to back Cali up moreso than an outrage of attack. : His hues flicker around to the females who were sitting poised in the same room as him, they whispered to each other as their eyes were examining his fine form, he could feel them wanting him. He snorted with a smirk as he moved forward, “I expect she’s on her way, otherwise you ladies.. would be making attempts” he had a sinister grin to his face as he glanced around the room, he could smell her before he she entered the room always doused in rich elegant scented oils. His eyes flickered around the room examining the female vampires, they were not like mundane females, the vampire females were more… sensual.. fitter.. in short they all looked sexy, that’s what made them so attractive and deadly to any male, they could not resist their charms. His eyes flicker to door knowing she would be using this one to enter through, she would attempt her ways upon him and even attempt to force him perhaps but in the end he always walked out without a single mark upon his skin, he was too strong for them to tame. “I wouldn’t suppose any of you know about the Were’s massing armies across the lands..? No? his eyes shot over to the female vampires still poised in their chairs, as he shook his head “Valencia…. What took you so long? We need to talk “ he smirked as the doors opened wide… : Sitting in his chair as he flicked through the pages of a book he had read thousands of times before, only to hear a commotion outside followed by raised voices and growling “ The bat’s stuck in the bell towers again..” he growled to himself as he kicked his feet down off the table as they landed with a thud on the floor, tossing the book on the counter he sighed as he stood up and paced his way outside, being taller than the other vampires it wasn’t hard for him to get a good view of what was going on, as he noticed a large Alpha warg standing behind that of an elf, whilst they argued with an elderly vampire.“ Petty arguments.. SHED SOME BLOOD ALREADY” he said as his eyes shot an immense glowing red, he was known for his fighting skills and like the White wolf was sort of a legend of his own write in the Vampire realm, not only his skills in crafting but his skills in fighting as well, he was one of the stronger males thus why he had not perished to a female yet or become a toy. He grunted out as he walked through the crowd to get a better view, gripping shoulders and tossing people down into the dirt so they would get out of his way until he was standing in front of the pack. His glowing red eyes watching the argument unfold as he sniffed her the scent was familiar, no doubt that of the female that was with the White Wolf, he always did keep strange company; No doubt the warg was his as well. His tongue peaks out from his lips as he licks his fangs, with an arched brow, he wondered just what would happen, would an agreement and price be struck or would there be bloodshed? Only time would tell.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Seeing the silver haired Witcher, with the scar that came down across half his face – those yellow eyes, the Queen actually stopped and held up a hand for her maidens to do the same. Valencia wanted to savour this moment. How his words were such a tease to the likes of her. Asking what took her so long, and that they needed to talk. A sharp flick of her hand and her hand maiden’s vanished from behind her and took their places near the walls. All the other females backed away into the shadows, knowing that the Queen wanted a more private audience with the Witcher.”One cannot simply rush perfection. Besides, I wanted to look my best for you…Xo. Time is on my side.” Her voice had a rich velvet like tone that was again part of her way of luring men into her clutches. By beauty of voice, movement and speech – she was the perfect woman. Her right hand lowered to her side, and she strolled along the stone floor, with her fine heels making barely a sound. Only the tinkling of her jewellery could be heard. As she came close to him, she could see he was not there to see her, per say but rather to find out why the Weres were amassing an army. Valencia tutted, as she reached for a pitcher that contained mundane blood, that she poured into a goblet. Setting down the pitcher, she curled her fingers around the stem of the goblet and picked it up, swirling its contents as she regarded the Witcher thoughtfully. ”Business before pleasure? I rather it the other way around.” She brought the goblet to her lips, before taking a mouthful and swallowing. Valencia grinned as her elongated fangs were shown off against her ripe and full lips.”Drink?” she offered, now wanting to toy with the Witcher. ”Course not, you don’t dine on the likes of Mundane blood. How silly of me.” She set down the goblet and then folded her arms. You could hear the titter of laughter from the amused females of the court, who were soon silenced as the Queen turned her head in the direction of the feminine voices.”Weres? Amassing an army, you say? Hmm. Now, why would that concern us? I mean, you know how well fortified this mountain is.” She then lowered her arms, and closed the distance between them, extending her right hand to caress the right side of his face with the back of her hand. ”I’m more interested to know why you felt the need to see me. Surely since you dispatched the Were menace and…did me a favour.” Her red hues glistened as she oozed her sexual prowess. ”Nothing escapes my attention.” Indeed her spies had been resourceful.

Cali felt the Warg come up behind her, and then the slow dripping of drool on the top of her head. The mundane slaves shook with terror and backed down much to the Vampire merchants horror and disgust. Not only that, the Warg had the scent of the Witcher. Combine that with an angered Blood elf you had the makings of a dangerous pairing. Hearing the voice of one shout in the background, to shed some blood already, the blood elf held out her polearm and directed the fire crystal in the Vampire merchant’s direction. ”Last chance…Where is the land you speak of?” Outnumbered and with the blacksmith Vampire now egging them on, the elderly Vampire huffed and then spoke. ”Dagara….its two days ride from here. The blood elf…is being held in slavery by the Queen there.” As the words left the Elderly Vampire’s mouth Cali’s hands which had been building up an aura coupled with the magic of her pole arm and she blasted the merchant with full force. Cali’s whole body shook as her rage over took her and she blew the vampire apart leaving behind only a puddle on the ground. The swirling green orbs absorbed all the energy and then returned to Cali’s hands, as she lowered her pole arm, the end hitting the dirt. <3>

 

White Wolf – Part Five

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White Wolf

Part Five

”Valencia; The Vampire Queen”

Writers
IceTe3a
CharlotteCarrendar

IceTe3a: He came to only to watch Cali jump down on top of the Alpha werewolf, noting she had the upper hand of all of this, she was stealing its life force. It of course kicked and growled in defiance as it tried to break free of her grip, Cali copped some scratches to herself but that’s what she got while being so close to the alpha. She was brave enough to take it on in close combat, and she was winning; the Werewolf slowly kicked less as it became weaker, he noticed Cali’s hand raise up in the air and come down hard striking true as she ripped out the beating heart of the Werewolf. The Alpha’s body went limb as the beating heart gave out its last thump, walking over to Cali he knew she would need to feed and heal soon as he came to a stop in front of her “Not so easy is it?” this of course was in reference to his daily job, dealing with countless beasts like this alone. They had successfully cleared out the entire den the town of Drakenwood which will no longer be under the curse of the Werewolves. They would be glad to hear this and give thanks and payment for the Witchers troubles. It was time to leave this foul place, as he drew a sign in the air, the air sign once again caused their feet to glow as he jumped and disappeared into the darkness, landing on the platform high up where they first came from Cali was sure to join him up there as they walked out through the tunnels they came from and out of the Den itself. Mersa strolled over and nuzzled his hand as he stroked her fur, she was pleased he had returned safely. Turning around to Cali he looked her over slightly “You’re wounded, we should return to Drakenwood once you’re healed and collect our payments then we can decide from there where to go next.” 

CharlotteCarrendar: – Cali’s right fist was coated in the blood of the Werewolf Alpha. The beating heart still pumped as her fingers dug deep into the flesh till finally it exploded in a shower of muscle and blood. Her entire front was covered in blood splatter and hair, which made her look all the more fierce as she came to stand over the bloody carcass. Her upper arms and across her chest were covered in scratches which would need attending to no doubt. The Witcher, who approached her after despatching the rest of the den could see that she had fought valiantly and come out on top. To answer him about how it was not easy, the Blood Elf exhaled loudly and shook her blooded hand which still had bits of the were’s heart between her fingers. ”The bigger they are..the harder they fall. But you are right, it wasn’t easy.” she wasn’t ashamed to admit it, but she had nearly been outdone. Cali bent down to pick up her pole arm, which she had dropped during the fight. There was no longer a reason to stay in the den, and she was ready to return to the township of Drakenwood. The Witcher was probably going to be in for a hero’s welcome. Watching how he made the air signs, Cali cast a glance at her feet which were now glowing as Xo made the jump that would take him back up to where they had first entered the large cave. Cali followed suit, bounding off the ground at speed and leaving in her wake a small dust cloud. She reached the top and then followed the Witcher out through the tunnels till they met up with his pet Warg; Mersa. Cali still was covered in blood and wounded from her battle. ”Lead the way to Drakenwood, Xo.” She walked past the Warg and waited for the Witcher to take the lead. <3>

IceTe3a: He nodded as Cali asked for him to lead the way back to the town, taking the lead as Mersa strolled casually next to his side they walked through the dark forest back towards Drakenwood as it was clearly still night time, they would need to get a room for the night and resupply in the morning. It took them awhile to reach Drakenwood as he walked back through the town, it was like a normal town again people were roaming the streets and doors were open, the town had come back to life again. But there was no crowd waiting for his return, no cheering, he had expected this as he walked to the Tavern Mersa knew her place and took to lay down outside, as he opened the door and walked in, some people took notice but no cheering. He had done his job and now it was safe for the people of Drakenwood as they had no need for him. The innkeep came rushing up to him and handed him two large purses of gold “Here’s your payment, the mayor didn’t bother waiting to give you this, you may spend the night but then you must leave once morning arrives” with that he walked off as Xo smirked to himself, everyone seemed to be shunning him or trying their best to avoid him. He knew his place as he walked out of the tavern and round the side, there was always a separate large room set aside for any travelling Witchers. Opening the rather large door, it was big enough for Mersa to walk inside and lay down without getting in the way. Coming to fall into the seat of a chair he pulls out his pipe as he chucks Cali one of the bags of gold, half for her and half for him. He was used to the coldness of being a Witcher but she possibly would be shocked to see how they treated his kind. He already had plans to go visit the Vampire queen, he needed to know what was going on with the Werewolves and if they knew about it.. the vampires were.. magical creatures, but for the most part they were more intelligent than any mundane that called this realm home and they were strong as well, so the Witchers never really bothered with the vampires as they had free roam, the queen Witcher was quite the female as she took pride in keeping “Unique toys” that she found could entertain herself, once or twice she had attempted to take him for her own each time he always had the upper hand, she was yet to have taste his blood though she prides herself on killing prior Witchers.

CharlotteCarrendar:- On returning to the town of Drakenwood, it was interesting to note the change that had taken place. Prior to their job of taking on the weres, the township was like a ghost town, but now it was bustling once again. As though all the townsfolk were feeling secure in that the were problem had been taken care of by the Witcher. Walking past the many houses and businesses, she noted that no one was really paying any homage to the Witcher for his deed of service, in fact it was almost like they were shunning him. Curious as to why this was, she was about to ask but instead followed him into the Tavern, where the innkeeper was quick to pay the Witcher and thank him. What was even more surprising was that they were told once they had spent the night to leave. This sudden change in hospitality made no sense at all. What an ungrateful bunch. She almost wanted to go on the defence, but the Witcher acted like this was nothing out of the ordinary. He left the tavern and Cali stared at all the people within, before snarling and following after the Witcher, who went to a small building round the side of the Inn. It took a minute to catch him up, and she followed the Warg into the small room. Catching the gold bag on the fly, she held it in her bloody hand, and said. ”Why did they treat you so bad? You did them a great service.” She gestured out the window with her pole arm at one of the passing traders and snarled.”They should kneel before you and be thankful.” Cali obviously had a lot to learn about this world and its ways. Grumbling, she tossed down the gold on the table, and then leaned her pole arm up against a wall. She was still suffering from the fight with the Alpha were. Turning away, she dragged her blooded finger through one of her wounds. Cali made a face and grumbled, before trudging over to a chair and sitting down. It was not that she seriously hurt, but just generally angry with the town’s people and their strange ways. <3>

IceTe3a: He watched as Cali kicked up a fuss about how the townspeople were treating him, he almost smirked when she said they should bow down to his kind. Blowing smoke through his lips he looked out the window at the passing people “The Witchers have an ancient style of training up people to be stronger than that of any magical being, with power to grow we can become more powerful than that of a dragon. Not everyone can become a Witcher, it’s a birthright about one in a million to be exact, we never age and we don’t die easily, it’s those birth traits that are found in new borns, the eyes give it away. If you’re born to be a Witcher your eyes are different from the eyes of a normal Mundane, and the family discards you to a Witcher, after initial training you’re then sent to one of the seven guilds to learn, each guild is different. Long story short, we are different from the Mundane, so to the kinsmen we are beneath them and all Mundane have grown up thinking this. “ He noticed her bleeding slowly as she came to sit down, he placed his pipe down on the table and glanced her up and down, he wondered if her feeding would heal her wounds too but there was one sure way to find out “Feed off of me when you’re ready” waving his hand slightly, the door shut close on his command, obviously he used some sort of magic to do this, as Mersa was already resting peacefully. “After, we need our sleep. We need to visit the Vampire queen and.. she’s a handful.” he said in a low tone, never fully knowing what to expect from the Vampire queen, each time he visit her it was different.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Cali was busy concentrating on her wounds before she raised her head slightly to hear the Witcher speak of the differences between the local mundane and the Witchers themselves. Almost like they were cast out for being different, they were sent to special guilds to learn the arts and training to become a Witcher proper. In fact, Witchers sounded incredibly rare, as there was only one born in every million. The more Cali listened, the more she came to learn about the white haired man sitting opposite her. The Witchers came to fight the beasts that the ordinary Mundanes could not possibly defeat. All for payment, then they are outcasts once again. ”How can you be beneath them? You are far more powerful and knowledgeable.” She was starting to think the Mundane were weak and stupid. In a way she felt they deserved to be mistreated and killed by the likes of the Weres. Now she wasn’t so sure whose side she was on. She naturally was more of the kind of creature who was evil by nature. She pursed her lips flat and thought of some diabolical things she wanted to do to the Mundane to teach them a lesson in respect. Cali’s train of thought however was interrupted when Xo told Cali she could feed again when she was ready. The door to the room swung shut with a loud thud and on glancing over at the Warg, Cali could see that the pet of the Witcher was now resting. The blood Elf shuddered with delight and need at the very thought of feeding off the Witcher. She couldn’t say it out loud but she found his magic and essence to be truly addictive. So unbelievably strong that it made her light headed. Her wounds glistened as she rose to stand from the chair, and wandered over to the Witcher who looked ready to allow her this feeding. She knelt down on one knee, and reached out for his arm. Cali inhaled his scent and her dark jade eyes became mesmerized, as she started to feed upon him. Light groans of pleasure came from the corners of her mouth. Her blonde hair fell forward and veiled her face from view. No doubt this would feel odd for the Witcher, but it didn’t seem to harm him. As she fed, the wounds she had gained from the fight with the Were started to close up, as the Witcher’s magic healed her from the earlier battle. It was not long before she was her usual radiant self. Finally, she released his arm, and then tried to stand, though she was a bit light headed. A smile broken out on her face, as she used the table to help herself stand. Cali looked down at the Witcher, feeling replenished. She knew that this feeding off him was only going to make her more and more addicted to him. That could become a real problem down the track. <3>

IceTe3a: He watched as Cali came over to him, kneeling down she had taken his arm into her hand as she bit into it he felt her teeth sink in, then the soft feeling of her lips pressed to his skin. Watching as she directly fed from him, he knew she could feed from someone from a distance but she always came in for a physical feed which intrigued him. Was a physical feeding more satisfying? Or was it a faster way to feed on someone? He wanted to learn more about these elves feeding habits but there was only one way he could learn and that was to continue to allow Cali to feed off of him. His yellow eyes watching as she continued to feed, her wounds slowly healed over time as she finally let go, was she done already? Did she ever fill herself up, could she settle the thirst? This was all new to him and he needed to learn more about this creature just in case he needed to deal with more of them at one point in time. Watching as she came to stand in front of him, he glanced down at his arm as the puncture wounds slowly healed themselves; leaning back in his chair he took his pipe up once more stuffing it with tobacco, lighting the pipe as he took in a drag. “What we saw earlier in the Den, is the massing of an army it could be happening in other Den’s as well. We have the need to go visit the Vampires in their castle, the queen.. has a taste for my blood among other things “ he peered down to Mersa who had fallen asleep to regain her energy. “How do you feel? Better now that you’ve fed? “ pulling out a strange vial from his jacket it had a swirling green liquid in it, popping the cap he took it all down as he placed the vial back in his jacket. “A brew of herbs and alchemy to give my body what nutrients it needs. “ there were times when he had to rely on his alchemy skills to keep his body fed and healthy, when he was too far from any town or source of food; he would usually brew up the liquid. But that was not the only use for his Alchemy skills, as within his jacket and pouch laid powerfully brewed potions.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Drawing back, Cali let out a satisfied sigh. She did get a slight high as well but that would soon settle. Her skin glowed and her eyes were radiantly green. You could see the affect that this had on her. It was nourishing as well as revitalizing. Cali pushed herself up to standing and noticed that Xo had casually taken out a pipe and lit it, as he wounds healed themselves. He was curious, that was clear about her feeding habits. It was not everyday a blood elf fed on another being and it survived, that was just not how things worked. Taking a seat not far from the Witcher, she listened to him speak about the den that they were in earlier, and how the were’s were amassing an army. His thoughts were that there had to be a good reason for it. Not just bolstering their numbers to take on a small town, but more like a bigger threat. What could be bigger than say a Vampire coven? Cali nodded in agreement that that would be their next stop. Xo obviously had theories, that could only be answered by speaking to the Vampire Queen herself. Cali eased back in her chair, folding her arms, when the Witcher asked her how she felt now that she had fed. ”Relief. That fight with the Were took a lot out of me. Not only that, but your magic helps me heal faster.” This was true, since all the gashes that were on her skin from the fight, had miraculously closed. Watching him take out a vial that was in his pocket, he showed what he used to help keep his body healthy. Some sort of herbal brew mixed with his alchemy skills. ”Interesting.’ This sort of magic was not lost on the Blood elf and she was equally intrigued by him. Sniffing the air, she tried to pick the ingredients that were in the vial. The blood Elf’s thoughts turned to the next part of their journey and she asked. ”How far is the vampire coven from here?” She had reminded herself she was still in search of her lost husband and the longer it took the higher the chance he may have fallen foul to an enemy. There seemed to be so many that would go against them in this world. <3>

IceTe3a: He rubbed his chin as he glanced down to Mersa, it would take them awhile to get to the vampire coven that much was for sure. “If we ride on Mersa’s back, a full days ride. She’s fast, I’ll have to give her a vial though” he nodded to himself in agreement, knowing one of his brews would help her stay fit and strong enough to carry them both at immense speed to the Coven. “I believe the vampires may know something about your husband, they see everything. So there’s reason to suspect they know of his location or at least his last location” his hues met hers as he looked at her, he wondered just what plans she had. He knew she wanted to find her husband but was that all she wanted? He pulled out two vials, one empty and one full with another green liquid. Crushing up some herbs and pieces of flesh into the empty vial he poured the green liquid into the vial as he chanted his eyes glowed, a puff of smoke would show it was complete. “All set for the ride, we need to resupply. Dawn will be upon us within the hour so the shops will open and I will be expected to leave soon” he shrugged, as he glanced out the window to the peaking rays from the sun rising in the early morning sky, you could already hear the shop owners and travelling merchants start to open up shop for the day. “So get what you need from here, then we will be on our way” he of course would have a look at the trinkets, herbs, and books that were for sale as he had everything else he needed.

CharlotteCarrendar: – It was true. The first rays of sunlight were breaking through the clouds and starting to stream through the windows. The village was once again coming to life, with the sounds of market carts and the traders singing out to each other as they awaited their first customers of the day. The Witcher had been told to leave as soon as the new day came, and with Xo saying they could make the vampire coven in a day if they rode on the Warg, Cali came to agree that this was the time to make a move. ”We ride the Warg.” Said with a firm nod, as she stood up from her chair and took up her pole arm once again. She inhaled sharply, before making a move for the door, opening it slightly and she could smell the scent of open fire cooking. Herbs and spices that were rich and exotic. She personally had no need for such foods, as she fed off the life forces of others. However, she could use a cloak. ”I wish to buy a heavy cloak before the ride. What I am wearing is not sufficient for the climate here.” Stepping outside, she waited for the Warg and Xo to make their move. In the back of her mind, she thought about what the Witcher had said, about the Vampires being useful for information about the possible location of her husband. It made her smile just a touch. Maybe they were on the right path after all. Maybe, she would be with her beloved again soon. Only time would tell. <3>

IceTe3a: He watches as Cali got up in agreement stating they will ride the warg, She said it like Mersa had no choice but oh did Cali have to learn and she would quickly. He smirked as he got up and walked outside with Mersa hot on his trail. The sun was up and the shops were open, people were going about their daily lives again as if nothing had happened. “I need to resupply some herbs, meet back here in a few” with that he strolled off into the market square to view the many shops Mersa was following on his side and people made it their choice to try to not make eye contact. Walking into a general store he glances around the owners wears as he picks a few herbs and other plant material even finding some wolfbane and dragons blood vines in which the owner thought were just weeds he could hock off. Paying the owner a hefty fee for them all simply because he was a Witcher and the mundane believed they should have to pay more, he placed the herbs and plant life into his satchel and wondered out the shop to stroll through to the next shop, in which was a magical remedy shop full of trinkets and books, mostly were fake cons for mundane’s but sometimes a rare item appears in shops like these that the mundane know nothing about. Looking through the shop he had picked out a few books on herbs and plantlife, an old alchemy journal and a book with strange text in the writing obviously of ancient sorts, something he could decode later, paying the owner he walked out and headed for the spot in which he told Cali to meet him. Taking out the Vial he prepared earlier for Mersa, he poped the lid and pressed it to her lips allowing the liquid to flow deep into the female wargs mouth as he said a few chants whilst his eyes glowed, it wouldn’t take long for Mersa to feel more energetic, fit and stronger than she ever has before as her muscles toned up. He heard Cali coming up from behind as he came to a stand, turning to face her he smirked “If you want to ride Mersa, you must first befriend her otherwise she will not let you ride her. “ with that he took a step back and watched for what could unfold there were two outcomes, one she actually befriends Mersa or Mersa bites her arm off for trying either way it was going to be interesting.

CharlotteCarrendar: – With Mersa taking off after the Witcher, Cali was left to her own devices. The shop merchants though keen to sell their wares were not over pleased to see the Blood elf walking through the markets. There were obvious whispers and side glances as she approached various stalls. Picking up the odd bottle of herbs, then turning to look at a blacksmith’s stall. All the workings were of good quality, but compared to the likes of her pole arm, they were inferior in her books. With a pronounced swagger, she continued to walk through the now gathering crowd of traders and townsfolk. It was like the town had come to life again after the previous day where they all rushed inside fearing a were attack at any moment. Cali chuckled to herself imagining how easy it would be to frighten them all again, but with the Witcher not too far ahead, she didn’t want to chance making him annoyed with her, not after allowing her to feed. Eventually, she found a tailor who had many cloaks on a rack. Flicking through them, she found one that was in a very deep shade of crimson. Perfect to match her own attire, which was light and sheer. She took out the coin bag that the Witcher had given her that night for the slaying of the weres, and Cali gave the tailor the coins that would cover the cost of the cloak. Draping it over shoulders, she did a little turn, and admired herself in a broken mirror. It almost touched the ground behind her, but did set off her frame beautifully. Heading back to catch up with the Witcher and the Warg, she got a surprise to hear that she would need to befriend the Warg, if she had any hopes of riding the great beast. ~Friends?~ she thought to herself. Flicking the new cloak back, she stared into the eyes of the monstrous Warg for a moment, and then got an idea. She had seen a meat merchant just a few short paces away, and from one of the hooks that were hanging over his cart, was a large elk leg. Perfect. Cali went over and ripped the leg off the hook, tossing the startled butcher a few coins, before marching back over to the Warg. The Blood elf figured the way to a Warg’s heart must be its stomach, and she then extended the elk leg to the Warg, to see if she would take it as a gesture of goodwill. <3>

IceTe3a: He arched a brow as he watched Cali dare to get close to Mersa, he was watching Mersa moreso than Cali to see what reaction he could predict before it would happen. Then oddly enough Cali stood up and walked around the corner, his brows furrowed as he wondered what she was doing “Perhaps you …ahhh” he could smell the Elks leg before he could see it, he smirked as he came to a full stand, watching as Mersa looked up at Cali and then the large Elk leg, she took the leg carefully and dragged it off. He walked up next to her and crossed his arms “You took the easy way huh” he smirked as he watched Mersa scoff down the meat, soon only leaving a rather large bone that she would now become attached too. Walking over to Mersa he gave her a hefty pat as he took up sitting ontop of her much like a horse but without a saddle nor reigns. “Come on we don’t have all day” he extened his arm and held Cali up onto Mersa. With that Mersa picked up the large bone in her mouth and Sped off with a grunt, the wind buffered them from the sheer speed as she kicked up a dirt trail heading due north towards the mountain caverns along where a path would lay in waiting to lead them towards the Vampire Coven, it was the only way in and out of the place and heavily guarded by the Vampire soldiers although you’ll never see them. The ride was taking its toll on him as they spent half the day riding without stopping the vial of potion had done its trick on Mersa he could hear a river up ahead where the bridge crossing it was, slowly Mersa knew what he was thinking as she came to a stop on the hill just above the river “We’ll break here for a moment, gather fresh water and allow Mersa to have a drink as well” Waiting for Cali to hop off there were many dangers in these open plains, from highway men, to orcs and on rare occasions the random dragon flying past if one was unlucky, although the coast seemed clear for now at least. “Keep an eye out for enemies” he said as he slowly made his way down to the stream, his right arm reaching his left shoulder as he took off his clouded blackened hide armor placing it gently on the floor he was now topless as he waded waist deep into the stream and closed his eyes, he was meditating but it was his own special kind of meditation unique to him alone, as his arm movements were swift but had a graceful flow to them, he was moving them around his body, twisting and turning as his hair danced around. Almost like a fighting style which in fact it was, his eyes suddenly open as orbs of water come flying out around him, his movements become deadly and more forceful with each turn he strikes down one of the water orbs only to have two more come float up out of the lake, his speed was flowing immensely and one would have to concentrate hard to keep up with his movements, with all his attacks and flips through the water. It soon became apparent that he was training, as the orbs never opposed anyone else, eventually he lowered his palms flat down onto the water’s surface as he breathed in deep all the orbs exploded at once showering down rain drops, as he starts to wade out of the stream.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Whether or not it was the easy way to find the heart of the beast through its stomach, Cali was only happy to smile back at the Watcher when the Warg started to enjoy the elk leg. She was actually quite chuff about it. Shrugging, she said with a smirk. ”Men and Wargs are very much alike, I have found.” This was a bit of a jab, but she did it with a wink. It appeared that the Blood elf was getting a little more comfortable around the Witcher. Maybe it was from feeding on him. Either way, the Warg was more than happy with the treat, stripping the elk leg of the meat and then happily toying with the bone. With Xo offering his hand to get Cali to climb on the back of the Warg, she leapt up and got right in behind the Witcher, her pole arm on her back, and she placed her arms around the Witcher’s waist as the mighty Warg took off at speed. The journey would take them due north, which was where the cavernous mountains of the Vampire coven lay. Cali spent much of her time surveying the landscape as the Warg powered through the forest dirt track. Kicking up dust in her wake. The ride was long, and by the time the sun had reached the peak in the sky, the Warg and Witcher were both in need of a rest. Coming to a spot by a river that was surrounded by lush hillsides, the Warg finally came to a stop. Cali was warned on the outset that this area was filled with all manner of creatures, that wouldn’t think twice to attack. Not feeling bothered by such a threat, she got off the Warg’s back, and then watched as the Witcher prepared to replenish himself in the river. What she didn’t realize was that his way of relaxing and rejuvenating involved a tradition, whereby he would perform martial arts like moves, all with his eyes closed and standing with a bare torso in the river. Cali leaned against an old oak tree, with her arms folded, as she payed close attention to his moves. The Witcher was incredibly skilled, and she marvelled in his svelte and muscular form. The women of his species must find him most desirable. At least that was what she thought. He differed so much from her own creed, but she could appreciate him. Never hurt to look. <3>

IceTe3a: As he came out of the stream he kneeled down on the water’s edge to wash his face and hair, it was now soaking wet with fresh water as he cupped his hands and took a helping for himself to drink. All was peaceful but it bothered him somewhat, a trail like this would be worn more or at least have the travelling merchant nearby perhaps even a gang of bandits, but this place seemed almost untouched. As he came to a stand, he picked up his silver sword unsheathed and waded further into the water about knee high, looking around the river bank for any signs of life or any previous life that passed through. It was almost surreal as there was nothing, as he got closer to the bridge he noticed the cracks and fallen rubble from the bridge yet it seemed almost fine, with a blocked underpass. Taking another step forward his foot hit something loose as he glanced down, reaching in he picked up what he felt under his foot and took it out of the river bed only to discover it was a bone. Dropping the bone back into the river bed this entire bed could be scattered with bones for all they knew, as he edged closer he tried to look into the darkness but saw nothing from the underpass, turning around he looked around. A shadow appeared under him as it got larger, instinct took in as he rolled forward *ROAAR* a large echoing roar bellows from the under pass as a large clenched fist slams down into the river spraying water and rocks in all directions. He turned his head to see the giant beast, a river troll was guarding the run down bridge, this was why it was so peaceful.. so untouched by the mundane. He came to a full stand as the troll had a bull like posture, snorting and thrashing about in displease of more people in its territory, these aggressive beasts were powerful but slow. Any good witcher could deal with one but a stupid or cocky Witcher may meet his fate. As he charged forward towards the troll as the troll in turn roared a mighty roar and charged towards him, with each slam of its travelling fist the ground shook slightly. He quickly rolled under the trolls legs and sliced the left rear leg as it screeched out in pain, the wound oozing a green ooze. Its well known river trolls were all about protecting nature, but this one was a male and he was territorial and saw Xo as a threat to his claims on the land. Mersa knew better than to interfere in his battle as she laid there watching with a huff, he comes up on the back side of the troll his strikes were true to hit but seemed to only wound and not to kill, as he tried to lead the troll back towards the bridge. The troll Charged as he threw his silver sword up on the river bed, he charged the troll as his yellow eyes glowed, the troll lowered its head to use its sharp overgrown horns to pierce him. With his bare hands he caught the large horns in his hands a clap of explosion echoed as they collided, his muscles tensed and you could see his full form as the two struggled glaring into each other’s eyes, to see who would give way first.

CharlotteCarrendar: – There was an unusual calm about the area. Tranquil of course, but that was not it. The Witcher was able to sense that things were not quite right, and while he looked about and checked the track for further signs of coming traffic, Cali pushed herself away from the Oak tree and started to approach him. His facial expression showed that he was troubled, and she couldn’t help but ask. ”What is wrong, Xo?” Course, he then decided to unsheathe his sword and then venture back into the river, where there was a bridge nearby. Cali stood on the bank with her hands placed on her hips, looking about for any oncoming beasts. She couldn’t see anything, nor hear anything out of the ordinary. Perhaps it was his imagination playing tricks on him, or he went a bit too far with the meditation. Just as she was about to turn and walk back up the bank, a loud roar broke the silence. So loud in fact it startled the Blood elf. She immediately reached for her pole arm and swung it around from her back, creating a whooshing sound as it travelled through the air. Only thing was the creature that was attacking or about to attack the Witcher was in fact a river troll. Now, she had not seen a river troll before, and he was ugly. No doubt about it. Angry, mean…and with a large set of horns on its head. No wonder many didn’t come this way. The river troll was the guardian of these parts and the river was littered with the bones of his victims. The Witcher was quick off the mark, and showed true skill in how he fought the large Troll. Slashing at his legs and causing a terrible wound that oozed out a green slime like blood. Cali was tempted to intervene, but when she saw that even the Warg had backed off, she knew it was a fight just between the Witcher and the Troll. So instead of joining the melee, Cali sung out. ”I’ve got your back!” Ready at a moment’s notice to jump in should he need her. <3>

IceTe3a: – They were staring each other off as the troll tried to push forward with his head and he continued to hold onto the trolls horns keeping him in place, although Xo was strong the troll was obviously stronger as he ripped his head up and thrashed it about. This forced Xo to go flying up into the air and whip about until his gripping slipped he was sent flying into the air. The troll started to spin around grunting as it looked on the ground for him, landing smack on the river bed he grunts as the troll hears and spins around. Quickly he rolls over to his top and rummages around pulling out a blue vial he pops the cap and pours a few drops into the water. His eyes flash as the river starts to freeze over almost magically, the ice catching up to the river troll as it screeched out in fear, the ice was engulfing the trolls body. Soon the entire river was iced out and the troll was engulfed in an icy tomb, getting up he put his top back on, strapping his weapons to him as he collected his gear “It won’t last long, I didn’t want to kill the beast as he’s protecting nature. We should move on” he ushered Cali up towards Mersa who stood up with a long yawn and a shake of her body, she was refreshed and ready to move again as he jumped on Mersa, waiting for Cali to jump on Mersa took off in a flash heading towards the mountain terrain. “River trolls aren’t evil, they protect nature and those who would harm it die, so there’s no real reason to kill them as they stay in the one area keeping it pristine” he said as Mersa was travelling the rough terrain with each heavy step she kicked up dirt leaving a trail behind them, it wouldn’t take them long to notice they were moving closer to the vampire territory as the ground become nothing but blackened dirt and the trees were full of rot and death, not much lived in these parts apart from predators. Only a select few travelling merchants were allowed to grace the large vampire city, as they mainly made their own wares. As they got closer the large crevasse between the mountains became more clear, the only way in or out. Mersa came to a stop in front as she sniffed around, He did the same as his eyes scanned the walls of the large crevasse, slowly they start to enter the path into the vampire city.

CharlotteCarrendar: – The river had become an icy lake totally frozen over. The troll was petrified within an ice tomb that the Witcher said he would be free from in a small matter of time. The intent was never to kill the Troll, for he was truly a guardian of the area, and sought to protect it from harm. Cali could respect this, and when Xo gave the word that it was time to move on, she refastened her pole arm to her back and climbed back onto the back of the Warg – who had enjoyed a good rest in the short time that they were at the river bank. Settling on his back once more, she put her arms around the Witcher, as the Warg spirited off towards the mountainous home of the Vampire Queen. :: Inside the deep and treacherous tunnels of the Mountain, the walls were lined with torches that lit the way to the inner sanctum of the Vampire Queen. An opulent cathedral like structure was at the epi- centre, and this is where the Queen kept her very closest followers. Sitting upon a throne that was made from bone and iron – draped in the very furs of the weres she had herself killed, the Queen stared down at one of her guards, who had news from the town of Drakenwood. ”Your Highness…word is spreading throughout the lands that the Witcher has destroyed the Alpha and its pack. He travels with a female, but few know exactly what she is.” The Vampire guard was dressed resplendently in black armour and bore a single red streak across his chest. He bowed low, as the Queen drummed her claws upon the side of her throne. ”Xo…has returned? Interesting. No doubt he wishes to see me. GUARDS…alert me at once if he should be so bold as to enter our domain.” A cruel smile played upon her crimson lips, as she twirled a lock of her long black hair. ”This may just be my night.” She had always had a bit of a thing for this Witcher. He always alluded her clutches, but maybe this time, he was here to stay. :: Riding on the back of the Warg, the Blood Elf notices the change in scenery. The dead trees, and the blackened soil. Death was ripe and there were no birds in the trees. A slight chill in the wind and a haunting sound of wolf in the distance would even have the Warg on edge. As Xo and the Warg both sniffed the air, Cali lent forward and said. ”Do you think they will be expecting us?” <3>

IceTea: As they came closer to the crevasse the weather seemed more dismal over this side as the skies were blackened with an overcast cloudy sky. No sound of life or animals to be heard as he dropped down from Mersa to get a better attacking position “Stay on Mersa, Cali these vampires are beyond you” he didn’t know her full strength but a vampire was a formidable opponent, as he took lead slowly walking into the depths of hell itself. It became colder and darker as the two giant walls on either side blocked out what little sun there was. Each step was quiet and calculated as his hands were down by his side ready to grasp his weapon at any given notice. A trail of dead bodies and bones littered the floor, a warning for those who were not welcome into the vampire’s lands, ravens flew overhead looking for their next meal scavenger birds that feast on the dead, plump and ripe from the daily feasting from the dead. The vampires had their own blood farms, that were Mundane caught or bought from slavery now farmed and bred for their blood source, none more rarer or satisfying of that from Witchers blood, and his blood was the grand diamond of all bloods. They seemed to make it through the crevasse without issue as they walked through to the other side, as the large mountain walls open up and start separating out into a large circle meeting on the other side, this is why no one dared attack them. The natural structure of the mountain walls had created the perfect protection for their kingdom a large circle outcrop in the middle of a dug out mountain, it would have took years but vampires don’t think about such things like time as it has no effect on them. Small vampiric farm towns scattered along the terrain as it was noticeable of the blood farms, where mostly naked mundane were cowering in large open packs with watchers around them. The main vampiric castle was surrounded by a formidable wall of its own as a secondary precaution. The castle itself was built to withstand time itself as its unnatural beauty struck awe on those who laid eyes upon it though it gave off a beauty of evil. “Head down, don’t make eye contact and don’t talk.” he said as Mersa was trailing along directly behind him carrying Cali on her back. They proceeded to pass the villages of the poorer and more useless vampires, outcasts really; he could hear his name being cast through the shadows ‘White Wolf’ as they ducked into their houses or deep into shadows. He was well known for his skills as he slayed quite the few in the vampiric war of ages even taking the life of the now reigning vampiric queen’s husband En Sunt Bemont. She didn’t seem to bother with that though, but ever since then after defeating her hordes almost single handed and her husband she took a liking to him.. wanted to feed from him.. make him her toy.. her play thing. He has had reason to visit in the past, and the vampires knew magic more than others so it was always a good trip to find new artefacts and books. As they reached the boarder gates of the Castle two Vampiric knights stood there in blackened armor they looked at him as the gates opened. No one questioned him, no one raised a hand to him for they did not want to suffer the great losses that he may bring upon them, killing a Witcher was a feat in its own.. Killing White wolf? The legends say it impossible as the bards sing his tale of countless victories ever gloating on his behalf. Walking through the massive hand built Iron gates, they were hand crafted by artists with a rich black gothic look to them, skulls, spikes and spirals where the pattern of choice in the Vampiric lands. “You will not see better weaponry, armor, and wears anywhere else in these lands save the ancient races. Use our time here wisely and look around but be careful.. Mersa will protect you, I have a direct link to her. He knew Cali could find something useful in the Vampiric kingdom, perhaps some info on her husband. He walked beside her and leaned against her leg as he looked up “Trade here is different, blood is the money or death. You keep what you kill, Cali.. Remember that. “ Reaching in his satchel he pulled out a large satchel and slipped it to her the gitter of empty vials could be heard between them “Dragons blood, a full satchel, In their terms that’s a Kings ransom, to give you an Idea.. five of those vials will buy you a mansion here. Dragons blood is black, the red blood is Mundane, mundane blood is cheaper than Dragons blood. Only barter the mundane stuff on ordinarily items, anything magical or rare.. use a dragon vial only one. Never show how many you have. Yes he gave her Dragons blood, and there was only one way to gain dragons blood.. Killing a dragon, putting two and two together would be simple enough, he has killed dragons in the past and never wasted their deaths. As he walked off into the crowded marketplace he left Cali in good hands with Mersa, A warg was a direct threat to any Vampire, but anyone could tell by now she was pacted with the White wolf, and being extremely large and muscular this warg was rare and a lot stronger than the other Wargs so the vampires wouldn’t cause them trouble. He knew Cali would be able to handle herself, and knew the Vampires were most likely the closest thing to her kind in this realm, the same evil style.. in weaponry, armor and clothing so she should feel right at home. Walking through the crowd the vampires gave way as they parted making sure not to bump into him, it was almost like they were scared of him, averting their eyes out of a chilled respect. Walking over to the blacksmith he could hear the clanging of the Vampiric owner, to watch a vampire at work was a feat as they used speed and strength, only with trained eyes like a Witchers could one see them moving and working at a normal pace to the mundane.. they were a blur. “Ahhh… The legendary White wolf graces me again…GOTCHA A rather large battle-scarred vampire appears behind him with his blade stopped in mid air, Xo’s right hand raised up behind him with his two finger’s squeezing the blade “I think not, vladamir. he chuckled as he pushed the blade away as he walked into the open built shop, withdrawing his Steel and Silver sword he placed them on the bench and smirked “What can I do for you old friend “ Vladamir and he went back.. way back to the Vampiric wars, where he saved Vlad’s life with a rare gift.. immunity to silver, this made Vlad impossible to kill with silver and became a higher ranking in the Vampiric world. “I need you to redesign my weaponry, make them stronger.. sharper, you know the deal” he smirked as Vladamir licked his lips and opened a palm. Three dark blooded vials fell into Vlad’s palm.. dragons blood “I can never repay you for what you did, but I cannot deny you to pay me when you keep insisting old friend, go now it shall be done” he smiled with a slight bow of the head. Walking off to leave Vladamir to do his work he disappeared into the distance towards the Queens castle. : Vladamir stood there with his long black hair stretching half way down his back, his blood red eyes dark like a red wine as he watched the White wolf disappear into the crowd. Turning around to the two bastard swords on the table he smirked as his eyes glowed a immense red, waving his palm over them the blades themselves started to liquefy, he was using ancient vampiric magic, this works on all metals except silver but since Vlad was blessed with Xo’s gift he now could bend the silver as well, it became a pure liquid form as it raised into the air. Grabbing one of the Dragons blood vials he dropped half the vial in the silver and half in the steel, as it went from a gun metal color and started to mix becoming a dark red. Lowering his palm as the liquids fall back down to the hilt as it starts to meld and form into
IceTe3a: the shape of blades, thinner and lighter weight.. but double the strength. Vlad was going to make the two best swords he could, as attempt to repay the white wolf. Guzzling down the two last vials of dragons blood, the veins all over his body start to glow a neon red as his teeth pierce out. Grabbing his hammer as he waved his hand over the open fire, it turned to a blackened magical fire as he started to pound the swords and shoved them in the fire every now and then, this would go on for quite some time.

White Wolf – Part Four.

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White Wolf

Part Four

“The True Test”

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IceTe3a
CharlotteCarrendar

IceTe3a: A simple smirk as he stood there, his demonic like eyes glancing casually into hers although he was smiling his face showed not one ounce of emotion, even when she was feeding on him he was rather calm for someone having their life force stolen. She took his hand with a firm grip giving it a shake confirming the deal verbally, letting go he nodded his head as he turned and glanced at Mersa, give a sideward nod she came to a stand with a yawn as her large fangs flashed. “Right.. We should go to the nearest town.. Drakenwood, it’s a small town on the edge of the dark forest.. Not many people live there and not many visit. Though we need to resupply” He started walking past her, he knew these woods like the back of his hand, finding his way around was easy for him. “This way.” He simply said, thinking just where the female Witcher ~ She’s in these lands somewhere~ he thought to himself as he sighed, looking up at the sky the sun was slowly setting, as it started to get slowly darker, the fog would soon set in with a cold chill. : Meanwhile in Drakenwood, the town was settling down for the afternoon, traders from all over were slowly packing up their stalls for the night as the local shops starts to close shop. People of Drakenwood knew they had to close up early for this town was under a curse.., people barred their doors closed for the night as well as their windows. The brave or the stupid risked the night walk to the pub, in which their door was always closed and heavily guarded. “ARRGHH!!!!… THERE COMING!! “ A young man was noticed running down the main street of Drakenwood, screaming in horrible fear as he gripped his freshly torn arm, blood was flowing freely out of the wound as people of Drakenwood screamed in fear. “They’re never this early?! What’s changed!!! INSIDE INSIDE NOW!! “ people dropped what they were doing and ran for the closest doors, a distant howl could be heard as it echoed through the afternoon light, *AARGH!!!!!* a person’s voice screaming in pain cut the howling, doors slamming as the traders from other towns ran to seek shelter in the tavern “ They’re smart… they have figured out we go into hiding!! We’re doomed!! “ people were agreeing with the fearful man “Shut it!! They’ll hear you… now have a drink” the barkeep insisted as a hasty hush came through the tavern, people were weary of how hard they placed their glasses down on the table.

CharlotteCarrendar: – While not totally comfortable to be in the company of the Witcher and his female Warg, the Blood elf was feeling replenished from the feeding off the Witcher. He didn’t even seem fazed that she had just tried to drain his life force, due to his never ending supply. How he basically powered back up again shortly after was unusual for any creature. The Witcher knew the right way to go, and then mentioned that they should go to the nearest town of Drakenwood. Now, the name didn’t mean anything to Cali, and she simply followed in behind him as he took the lead. A slight glance at the large Warg to make sure she didn’t get too close to the mountainous wolf – Cali kept a respectful distance. Hearing that not many people lived there gave Cali the idea that it was more of a hamlet than a town. So long as they could stock up on supplies, that was all that mattered. With her pole arm in hand, Cali walked at a brisk pace. Not sure of the time of day, she noticed that the sky was growing darker by the second. Her head tilted up as she surveyed the sky – the movement of the clouds which was faster than normal. The air had a bitter chill like bite to it and there was the first signs of fog up ahead. ”Is it normally like this?’ The Blood elf asked, sensing that the change in weather was more supernatural than a normal phenomenon. <3>

IceTe3a: Walking through the Dark forest he was keeping a weathered eye on his surroundings making sure nothing was about, as Mersa did the same, she was walking on his left hand side right near him with a slight growl and sniff every now and then. She knew as well as he did just how bad the Dark woods were, as they travelled along he heard the elf ask about the weather “yes.. It’s the dark woods, night falls the fog sets in and the creatures come out with the cold”Things moved through the shadows with ease, it wasn’t hard to know they weren’t alone it was to be expected. As he fell silent for awhile in the walk, they were about half way to Drakenwood when he broke the silence “You plan to leave once you have your husband, right? he was curious more than anything, as Mersa sniffed the air and growled, he gave her head a reassuring pat as he knew just what dangerous creatures were most likely roaming around out here. “We need to not draw to much attention to ourselves, or we may risk our lives” he said simply as he continued to look far ahead and to his left and right every now and then. The Scent coming off Mersa would hide their own scent and keep most unwanted predators away, as a Warg was feared by most.

CharlotteCarrendar: – It was an honest question that the Witcher asked of the Blood Elf, as they made their way through the darkened wood. Did she plan to leave once she had her husband back? As she walked along, she nodded in affirmation. ”Tis why I am here. To find him and hopefully bring him home.” It wasn’t lost on her that many creatures were now moving about in the dark and cold – she could almost get a sense of the many signatures of the various creatures. Their life forces giving off a distinct aura that illuminated to her sight. On reflection of what she just said, she continued. ”We do not belong in this world. I have a rune – a single one that can take us both back to our world. I plan to use it when he is found.” She reached into her pocket and wrapped her fingers around the rune. The enchanted rune that was her one way ticket back home. Releasing the rune, she could hear the Warg sniffing loudly and growling at what could be other night creatures. ”Your Warg seems unsettled.” They still had a bit to go as far as reaching Drakenwood, but would they come across a new foe on that trek to the small township? <3>

IceTe3a; – He nods as he heard her state she had a way to take her and her husband home, it was exactly as he thought it was. They continued walking through the large trees and forest as she stated that Mersa was seeming unsettled, he smirked slightly “That’s because she know’s what creatures lay in this dark abyss” Letting off a rather large howl Mersa continued it on for a few moments before she stopped and continued to walk by his side, he gave her another good pat “She’s warning other creatures to stay clear of her path” he smiled down to Mersa, eventually they were on the edge of the forest as Mersa’s head went down and started sniffing at the ground, she wandered off and he followed her. After a while he was lead to the freshly dead ripped and mangled corpse of a mundane. It looks like a wild beast had got this one and had its way with it “Whatever it was.. it was fast and had claws, you can tell by the wounds” He didn’t know that Drakenwood was under a curse of beasts, as no word had been sent out to any of the Witchers guilds in request for help. “Usually we’d be informed about such attacks, although sometimes the messenger never makes it”they finally made it out of the Dark Forest and crossed the empty field to the town of Drakenwood, his eyes wondered around. It wasn’t hard to notice most entry and exit points of every building was barred and sealed shut; it was basically a ghost town as night fell, although a shimmering light from the Tavern was the only source of life. “This town is under some sort of attack, we may find information and a job here. “ walking towards the tavern he didn’t bother asking the elf if she wanted to help take on the job as it was natural to him. He opened the door as a gasp from a few of the towns folk escaped their lips, his demonic hues looking around the inside of the tavern most of the townspeople and fellow travellers have taken refuge in the tavern for the night. “White wolf.. it’s a witcher.. look son white wolf” the whispers from the town folk could be heard with ease, they all knew who he was as he glanced back at Mersa, and she knew her spot as she laid down outside the door to keep guard. The men guarding the door had moved out of his way. “Finally a Witcher has come to save us from our curse!! Please..! Legendary white wolf!! Take the job and save our town!!” one of the towns folk said with a happy tone. He glanced back to the elf and nodded towards her “That’s up to her, she’s my current long term client… you deal with her if you want me “ he walked over to the bar and ordered a mug of ale, and pointed to his Warg asking the inn keep for any meat for Mersa as the young inn keeps boy ran outside quickly with a tray of slabs of meat for the Warg, running back in quickly with teary eyes.

CharlotteCarrendar: – The ravaged body of the Mundane was an unusual sight at first for the Blood Elf. Torn apart and ripped to shreds, the Mundane had suffered in its final moments. Cali knealt down and ran her fingers through some of the tears in the Mundane’s flesh, before checking the claw marks made by the attacking animal. Whatever it was that did this was big. Perhaps not as large as the Warg, but something just as ferocious. Cali raised her head slightly, her polearm resting in the dirt as she used it to lean on in her crouched position. ”My guess is that it is still in the vicinity. If it wanted a meal there would be virtually nothing left. Look? There is still meat on the bones.” Cali added. It was not like a beast that hunted its kill. This was something with a terrible hatred for the Mundanes. Pushing herself up to standing, she would leave the corpse behind, to follow the Witcher onward to Drakenwood. But on arriving at the township, it was clear that those that inhabited it were all in hiding. With the only light coming from the tavern, it was quick to assume that the people were in fear of whatever it was that attacked the Mundane. Shop after shop, home after home was dark and their doors locked. Passing through this there was an eerie sense of dread. A chill that came not just from the low temperature, but from the fear in the hearts of men. Entering the tavern, Cali’s thoughts on the matter were confirmed. Course, the townspeople were overjoyed to see the Witcher and the Warg. Hailing him as Legendary. He was obviously well known in these parts. Cali kept well back as the Witcher spoke with the people and the Inn keeper. They wanted to hire him to deal with the menace, but he explained he was already working for the Blood elf. As she felt the eyes of many turn to her, she shrugged and offered. ”My job can wait, I see you need him at the moment more than I.” She leaned against the wall, with her polearm in hand. She was not in the least bit interested in feeding on those present, since she had been allowed to feed on the Witcher. With unusual green eyes, she watched over those that fed the Warg and then ran away tearfully. Without a doubt, the Witcher was the one to save these people. <3>

IceTe3a: – He was watching the elf as she made up her mind, allowing the people to hire him to lift their curse. A roaring cheer came from within the tavern, people were overjoyed. They already knew his price and everyone would have to pitch in to meet it, as he took a sip out of his Ale “The dead, disappear in the morning don’t they?” he felt everyone watching him as the bar keep came to stand in front of him “Yes, you’d you know?! “ His Demonic like eyes almost started glowing as they flicked over to meet the eyes of the elf “You have a Warewolf’s den nearby, and by the sounds of it.. they’re recruiting “ he smirked as a gasp from the townspeople filled the room “Warewolves?! You’re kidding!! How can we be this unlucky “ Walking outside he passed right by the elf and stood next to his Warg, he knew the elf would be following up behind him “Warewolves are Large wolf like creatures.. in the form of a man, they stand on two legs instead of four, but can run faster on all four, increased strength, speed, senses and sharp claws and fangs… Silver or fire kills these beasts” he whistled at Mersa as she got up and ran off into the distance “I sent her to scout out for their den” the door for the Tavern closed as people were laughing and cheering. Walking into the centre of the road he glanced around the rooftops and dirt road, looking for tracks in which there were more than he could count “They frequent this place, nightly. We’ll need to destroy the den completely.” he glanced over to the elf and looked her up and down, hardly impressed with her “Can you handle that? “ he sighed slightly as he pulled out his pipe and stuffed it with tobacco

CharlotteCarrendar: – So that is what had taken down the Mundane. Werewolves. That explained what had happened to the body. It was not trying to kill the Mundane, but turn it. The corpse then coming back as a Werewolf. All those that died would be missing in the morning. No wonder the people were hiding indoors. With the Warg off already scouting for the scent of the den, the Blood Elf noticed the Witcher was now looking her up and down as if appraising her. The townspeople had hired him, hadn’t they? Now, he was looking at her as if to ask if she could handle this kind of beast. It was not something she was used to fighting, but she never ever turned down a good fight. Smirking, she scoffed at his question. ”Pretty sure I could.” she didn’t care what the locals thought of her joining in. So long as this got them moving on again to find her husband, she would do what was necessary to achieve that. Cali did have a question however. ”How many do you suspect are in these parts?’ <3>

IceTe3a: A simple smirk says it all as he lights his pipe up and takes a drag “Dunno, could be twenty, could be fifty, could be thousands by now. Depends how long it’s been going on for “ he doubt it was thousands as this town would be overrun by that point, he estimated the werewolves to be at least numbered in the thirties as he, let out a puff of smoke. It had been a few moments before Mersa checked in with a howl, her howl could stretch on for distances as he smirked and gave a even greater howl back, he made it look easy. He pulls out his Silver sword from his back sheath as he inspected it for any flaws, he had made the weapon himself and it was infused with magic itself giving it a few good swing’s he placed it back in and smirks as he heads towards where Mersa had run off too “Come on we need to find their den, it’s usually a Cave system.. in the side of a hill or mountain” he strolled off out of the city with the elf at his side, they had just left the Dark Forest and now were re-entering it, she must think he’s crazy for taking a lifestyle like this, as they entered the Dark Forest, the cold chill set in as it got darker and harder to see for mundane at least, his eyes were well adapt to the darkness. He could hear Mersa running around in the darkness following trails with her nose, as he knew she’d find the way to their den soon enough. He casually wandered in the Dark forest with no aim in where he was going, he seemed to just be strolling and wasting time.

CharlotteCarrendar: – ”Thousands?” Her right eyebrow shot up. Almost seemed incredulous that there would be that many. But then again, she was new to this world and the chances of a very large den of werewolves populating the side of a mountain being accurate. ”One man, against a thousand? You are going to need all the help you can get.” Cali shot back with, actually giving his arm a slight punch before going off with him to find this den. The Warg already seemed to be on the scent, and as they left the township for the dark woods once more, she got a sense of déjà vou. Walking alongside the Witcher, Cali asked him about the silver weapon. ”So that is going to fell many were’s? She knew the Witcher could hold his own, there was no mistaking that, but it was going to be interesting to see. Approaching what looked to be the opening mouth of a cave, Cali held up a moment. There was something a bit off about this place. <3>

IceTe3a: On the side of a large mountain Mersa stood still next to the opening of a cave, it didn’t take long for him and the elf to find her location, his demonic like eyes glaring into the darkness of the cavern. The fowl stench of death slowly reeking its way out into the open world, it was all too much for Mersa’s sensitive nose as he watches her back off a few meters. “Don’t blame you Mersa” he smirked slightly as he turned his head to view the elf in her full form, “Xobatch.. this is my name, but people call me Witcher, this is the den of the werewolves there is no doubting this, are you ready? “Stepping into the opening of the cave the air was thick and fowl, you could feel the dirt and grime in the air itself as it felt like walking through a full bodied sludge, scattered bones and faeces laid waste on the floor of this den, with each step a bone was crushed. Drawing his silver sword as he held it in his right hand, he was ambidextrous by birth right and never favored a hand so both were equal, with a few waves of his wrist on his left hand along with perfectly times finger movements a small fireball explodes to life just above his head slightly behind him, it allowed the path ahead to be viewed as he shed some light on the situation. As they walked deeper into the cave system it started to split off into different sections “ we need to set traps so none escape to repopulate, each direction leads to a different part of the den, but we want the main cavern it will be the largest holding of them “ closing his eyes he chanted quietly to himself, while his fingers started moving and creating different signs, each sign popped up into the air and glowed slowly spinning around each other. Finally the ground breaks as a large snake appears its body was double the thickness of him, it was made completely out of fire, as he had summoned a fire basilisk to do his bidding, his own demonic eyes glowing as the snake slivers off to the other tunnels as it splits into two each going down a tunnel, it would keep duplicating itself for each pathway, in order to take down more werewolves. He continued straight down the main shaft as it got wider and he slowly came to a stop “This is it, the main chamber will be ahead, they will attack us in drones and the alpha will be the biggest and last to join the fight.” 

CharlotteCarrendar: – Foul. That was the word to describe the putrid stench that came out of the mouth of the cave. It reeked heavily of death and decaying bodies that were certain to line the inner tunnels on the approach to the main den. The Warg reacted by instinct; sensing the danger within. A smart animal; none the less. Cali and the Warg both shared the same sentiment, and it was the Witcher who agreed that this was now a very dangerous quest. It was also the time of introductions. Up until now, she had simply referred to him as the Witcher or White Wolf, which was the name that all the peasants had called him everywhere they went. No time like the present to learn each other’s names. ”Well met, Xobatch. I am called Cali .” The blood elf glanced down the tunnels. She could see the litter of bones and dead bodies that lined the way. Not exactly welcoming, but what could you expect from a den of werewolves. Cali gripped her polearm tightly with her hand, and followed the Witcher into the tunnel. The horrid crack of bones under foot was coupled with the unevenness of the tunnel floor that made going forward a big rough. Suddenly a great ball of light appeared behind them. Xobatch had decided to provide the lighting to help illuminate the tunnel before them. Cali actually brought her free hand up to her nose for the stench was overpowering. ”Ugh!” She exclaimed as she tried to block the vile smell. She noticed Xobatch unsheathe his sword, and she instantly responded. Channelling her magic through her polearm, the fire crystal at the top glowed fiercely. Last thing she wanted was to be caught off guard. Cali waved it in front of her as she could see that the Witcher was creating signs that would generate a larger bout of magic. Cali exhaled for she knew she would get a heady sensation from the magics he was using. A blood elf can get addicted to such powers, so she needed to keep herself in check. He did promise her she could feed from him, but of course now was a bad idea. Swallowing, she held back and watched as a great snake emerged from the ground and then broke off as it went down the various tunnels that shot off from the main one. Cali continued to follow Xobatch, till finally they reached what would be the main den. ” This is it, the main chamber will be ahead, they will attack us in drones and the alpha will be the biggest and last to join the fight.”This was good advice, and Cali readied herself. Swirling green orbs appeared on her left hand, as her green hues surveyed the main chamber for a sign of movement. <3>

IceTe3a: -He waited for Cali to ready herself as he knew he was ready himself, slowly he walked forward into what would be the main chamber with each careful step he made sure not to make a sound. Coming to the edge of the path as he looked down it was a fair drop down, a good 20 meters, a quick flick of his wrists as their feet started to glow, the air sign allows the users to jump great distances without the ending of crushing and breaking bones on landing, turning to face her he smirked as he raised his arms outwards and fell backwards disappearing into the darkness of the depth. Spinning into a landing as he finally hit the bottom, his feet softly touching down without a sound, cali would follow up soon near him. Coming to a stand he looked around, they were in the main den alright and the walls stretched high into the main mountain, it had been dug out; where most of the werewolves slept, they had the room for an army but it wasn’t full with werewolves that was a lucky break. Suddenly a growl echo’s through the darkness, his eyes flash as the fireball hurls high up towards the ceiling, expanding and bringing light to the entire chamber, howls from werewolves waking up from their slumber, as they glared down at the two intruders in their den. There had to be at least 30 werewolves, as they started darting around and coming lower to get a better view of the two. Suddenly without warning they start pouncing down towards the two, his eyes darting around at the now flying werewolves hurling towards him, his grip on his sword tightens as he waits his time out, with a quick and deadly slice, three heads hit the floor their bodies soon to follow as more howls start echoing through the chambers, Cali was having her own problems as he could see. More werewolves came at the two as he hacked and slashed his way through them, taking them down with each slice. He was lucky as of now to not get wounded but he had experience with these creatures, they moved faster but he was born to kill their kind so it was a child’s game for him. It seemed like an endless wave as more and more kept coming, the bodies of the dead werewolves piling up as his body was slowly getting covered in their spilt blood. They weren’t just in this chamber as more reinforcements pilled in from other lesser chambers, after a while the waves lessened until they finally came to a stop. “It’s not over yet…” a massive roar echo’s through the den, the power of the roar may hurt Cali’s ears as stone crumbles and dirt clouds up in the centre, once the dirt came to lay on the ground again, a massive werewolf stood centre, its claws an easy 9 inches, a huge mane and white flashing teeth baring, it was the alpha and it was pissed.

CharlotteCarrendar:- What Cali wasn’t expecting to see was the big hole that appeared before them in the larger part of the cave. It was at least twenty feet down or more. Cali leaned forward slightly to check if there was a way to climb down to the lower level, but it was a sheer rock face all the way around. This was going to be tricky, the Blood Elf thought to herself. Course, the Witcher had a trick or two up his sleeve – creating another sign that was somehow controlled the air. Creasing her brow, Cali watched him turn around and then simply allow himself to fall backwards – vanishing into the darkness below. She waited for the sound of breaking bones, but there was none. He landed without so much as a sound at all. Cali walked up and down a few steps contemplating following him. Did she trust him enough to do this and not hurt herself? Gritting her teeth, she threw caution to the wind and with a good grip of her polearm, she leapt of the side of the hole and hurtled through the air, before landing not far from the Witcher with relative ease. Her right knee bent, her left leg forward, she righted herself and then looked around. So this was the real main chamber. Slowly she twirled her polearm knowing that they were sure to attract the attention of the werewolves soon. Sure enough, the Witcher made his move. He illuminated the chamber with a large blast of fire, and it brought them out. Spinning round, the Blood elf was shocked by the sheer number, and while the Witcher had his silver sword, the Blood Elf now had to rely on her skills as warrior, as well as the power she had to take the lives of the weres. Course, the battle was hard going. No sooner had she rammed her polearm into the chest of one on coming were, another was at her back. With quick footwork she spun and siphoned the life force from the were behind her as it tried to bite her face. The look of horror became distinct on the Were, as the Blood Elf’s own eyes glowered fiercely, and she fought with all that she had. One by one the Were’s were falling, but no sooner had they felled the bulk of the Were army, the daddy of them all finally made its presence felt. The unmistakable roar had the Blood Elf cower as it hurt her very sensitive ears. Her eyes closed as she turned her head away. It was a dangerous moment. The alpha had the upper hand. <3>

IceTe3a; – Watching as the Alpha started kicking up dirt and roaring, it was marking its territory as he shook his head, he walked slowly over to Cali and stood behind her “Be careful he’s a lot faster and stronger than these pups, You deal with him.. I need to clear out the rest of this Den, Protect me” walking back further he made sure his back was covered by the wall of the chamber, as he started chanting his eyes set ablaze as he takes control of all the fiery basilisks at once, this was a rare feat and only the most experienced of Witchers could control more than one summon at a time, him.. and his female counter part. Forcing the snake like creatures to slither through every crack and chamber, striking down any werewolf they came across, as the blood painted the cave walls red, no doubt the fight between Cali and the alpha would start soon, one of the basilisks happened upon the nursery where the werewolf pups were being kept, they were not only turning but breeding as well, this was interesting. Why would they be massing an army for? Perhaps to take on their arch rivals the vampires? This was something he would have to look into, as the Basilisks mouth opens wide as it starts to breath fire, setting the entire room ablaze as the pups squeal in pain, it was a necessary evil, that was what he was doing and that was the definition of Witchers, a necessary evil. Eventually he cleared the entire Den of werewolves not leaving one to survive the onslaught as one could start its own Den up again in no time, now was only Cali and the Alpha as the summoned fire Basilisks disappeared into ash clouds from where they were summoned, his eyes came back to their normal demonic like selves as he glances upon Cali to watch the rest of the fight.

CharlotteCarrendar: – There comes a time in all our lives, when we must face the greatest test and none would be less intimidating than the very Alpha of this colossal werewolf den. The Witcher had set the task. He had to deal with the rest of the weres and was leaving her to face the great Were on her own. Incredulous, she stood frozen for a moment as the Witcher withdrew and the pit then belonged to only two. The Were rose up on two feet and roared loudly – its head swaying from side to side as saliva dripped from its elongated fangs. Terrible claws that were shaped like scimitars gleamed in the fire light that the Witcher had provided. The great Were lowered its head as it dropped back down onto all fours. Powerful muscles rippled beneath its dark shaggy hide. The back hair all rose along its spine as it clawed at the ground and started its stealth like approach. At first the Blood Elf took two steps back, but at the same time her pole arm was starting to spin and spin fast. The red blazing fire crystal atop the head piece glowed fiercely as the Blood Elf whispered an enchantment. It would take all of her power – all of her energy to slay such a beast. At five feet out, the Were stopped and howled long and low as its back haunches quivered in anticipation. Almost like it was marking time, and digging up the dirt readying itself to push off and take down the Blood elf in one go. The Blood Elf sneers as the were prepares to take her down. A sudden surge of self belief hits her like a wave as she gestures with her hand. ”Bring it!” The Great Were roars and pushes off from the ground, its claws extended and its jaws wide open as it spirits through the air and knocks the Blood elf to the ground. Her pole arm is dropped upon the floor as the two roll until finally stopping, where the Blood elf is trying desperately to hold the Were off. It snaps at her head, which she manages to just avoid, while her fingers sink deep into its hide. Her head turns to her pole arm, which is glowering fiercely at her side but out of reach. The Blood elf releases a god awful scream as the ground beneath her shudders like an earth quake. The charge in her hands getting stronger as the Were is becoming enveloped by the Blood Elf’s magic. It is a battle of strength as the two roll around till finally the Were’s very life force starts to be sucked from its body. The Blood elf hisses violently as she is struck by its clawed paws in an effort to free itself. The Blood elf then rolls on top of the Were and with one sound punch, she forces her fist into the very chest of the Were and rips out its beating heart. <3>

 

The Central Kingdoms: Noriand [RP] 12) – Mirari : The Forest of Ashes.

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CharlotteCarrendar

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Re: The Central Kingdoms: Noriand [RP]

May 09, 2014 06:21PM

City of Tsumal Games Arena – Marsala’s Box

On the arrival of the Chief Master of Tsumal, all the towns people and spectators rose from their seats and gave a resounding cheer, as he waved and guffawed to see such a good turn out for his Slave Games. Marsala’s two burly guards stood in behind him as he arranged his robe out in front of him and took his seat. His daughter Nerboti was second to enter the Official box and took her place at his right side. She hated these festivities. Hours of blood shed and senseless violence to appease the masses, while the dry heat of Tsumal baked those not under shelter. She lazily fanned herself with a golden fan as she noticed Ivan enter the official box. Dressed in armour from head to foot, and carrying a large sword, he was the epitome of what a Gladiator should be. Naturally he caught the eye of Marsala, who clapped his chubby hands together and beckoned him to join him in a seat at his other side. Oddly enough he found favour with his savior from the other day, and knew that he would put on a stellar performance before the blood thirsty crowd. Already there was a match underway with two men facing off, one with a spear and shield, the other with a net and whip. It appeared one sided already, and the man with the net was already covered in gashes from the spear tip. The roar of the crowd signaled the pleasure that was gained from watching the blood letting.

“Ahahaha. Listen to them, Chavek. Hungry they are for blood sports. Yes, and many bet a large purse too. Course, I have the book makers all in my employ so I gain all the profits. HAHAHAHA!” He picked up a chalice of wine and drank like a pig in a trough. He truly was a disgusting man. Setting down the chalice, he gave Ivan’s side a nudge.

“I have put 50,000 gold pieces on you winning, my boy. AND…if you do as I expect, I may just give you my daughter as a reward.”

Nerboti heard this and turned her head away in annoyance. She was nothing but another piece of property to her Father, and once again she was being offered up as a prize.

<3>

ElilesMuiLuminarde

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Re: The Central Kingdoms: Noriand [RP]

May 16, 2014 11:29PM

-The cell slowly emptied, the one that housed Tyom and Emser. Tyom allowed Emser the strange feline boy to lay his head across his lap. Tyom stroked his hair gently soothing the sniveling cat who seemed better off as someone house pet then a slave sent to the slaughter.

They could hear the crowd cheering above as people died, there precious life was spilled across the sand pit of the arena. Tyom smiling lazily as he thought about how foolish these people really were to take him and Emser in as they had. The two of them have been traveling together for a very long time. He wondered how many people knew that even elves had poverty levels. He was an example, a poor elf who’s mother and father died. No one to take him in, he survived off the wild. That was when he met Emser.

Emser was such a baby really, he was afraid of his own shadow and clung to Tyom so much, you would think they were lovers. Well, maybe there were times Tyom thought of the idea, but, that really didn’t interest him all that much, just the pretty Emser really looked like a girl when he was crying his eyes out. As akward as that thought was, they had the problem at the moment. They would have to survive. Once Emser released himself, they had a chance to escape, but the problem was, they could only escape while Emser was in release form, and even that was dangerous for Tyom, his master or not.

Emser stirred and looked up at him, his water eyes swirled and he glanced toward the cell door just as the guards approached. Emser face twisted and he looked ready to spill another fresh load of snot and tears. Tyom pressed a finger to his lips and stared up at the guards with a hard gaze, trying his best to give what they call, ‘a piercing stare’.

“what about these two,” the guard spoke softly almost sounding bored.

“there both two scrawny, we’ll throw them in with the crowd, they won’t last either one of them, in a one on one fight,”the other responded.

“get up,” the man ordered.

Emser visibly twitched and half heartedly dragged his body off the ground his arms dropped at his side and he was hunched over. His tail was as limp as a rag behind him, the feline boy had no fight in him at all. Tyom however stood up with confidence his head held high and had this air of superiority around him especially towards the guards. The guards snorted and looked at each other with a laugh.

“you seem pretty brave boy, your friend sure knows what’s coming though,” the guard said opening the cell.

Tyom just smiled and folded his hands behind his head, “that’s ok, I know what’s coming to, I just don’t think there’s really anything I need to worry about,” he said. This brought on another snort of laugher from the guards.

Tyom walked out the cell with Emser in toe behind him, he had his arms folded over his chest like he was trying to protect himself in some way. They were lead down the hall way past the many cells that were slowly emptying with living bodies, and filling with the corpses of the former occupants. Tyom closed his eyes, there was nothing that he could do for them. He steeled his mind to there death and tried not to breath to deeply. Emser on the other hand, his eyes darted back and forth from cell to cell, he took gasping breaths letting his lungs fill with the smell of death and blood, the boy was just about to have a right out panic attack.

But still they marched on, until they reached some stone stares. They were urged onward by spear point told to go up the stairs where a much cleaner looking hall was waiting. They weren’t alone in this hall either, at least 8 other slaves were gathered here. Some looked particularly strong, others mixed in were about as scrawny as the boys but much older looking. So here they were, Lambs for the slaughter, Tyom wondered if they would even throw in some lions for a little more interesting entertainment. He should hope so, he thought glancing at his feline servant.

The crowd grew deafening as a announcement was made, the spectacle of a life time, where 10 slaves would be given the chance to fight for there freedom against some of the slave masters best soldiers. Of course it wasn’t actually the soldiers of the slave masters, it was gladiators that they groomed over time for just this occasion before they would continue later on to fight in one on one battles. It was like, half-time at a stadium for sports, or you could considerate a warm up round for the more blood thirty killers who wanted to wet there blades before battle.

Smiling a slight feral grin Tyom glanced at Emser with such confidence he hoped it would rub off on the feline. The feline stared back and a ghost of something flickered just beyond the water gaze of his eyes. Tyom could feel it, Emser might be afraid he might be on the outside showing all signs of a slave prepared to die, but underneath, there was a part of Emser that was coming to life and was more blood thirty then any of the waiting gladiators.

The gates opened and the slaves were shoved forward out into the blaring sunlight onto the sand of the arena. There were 10 large men waiting in a half circle across from there exit. Each were carrying massive axes. In front of everyone each slave was handed as spear by a guard, the tips weren’t very sharp, but of course the spectators weren’t aware of it. However as the spear point was held out to Tyom and Emser neither one of them reached for the weapons. It wasn’t unnoticed by anyone in the crowd and a subtle roar of laughter drifted through the crowd over the roar of excitement of the blood bath that would soon commence.

“You may begin, If you survive till you are the last slave standing and have defeated all the warriors before you, you will have earned your freedom and be a new hero of the arena!” the announcer called out. The crowd roared again, the gladiators who were offered the chance to kill the lambs.

At first no one moved, even the crowd drew quiet waiting to see what was going to happen next. One young slave boy was bouncing on his feet, fear had his heart in his grasp, there was a chance to live, and all he had to do was survive and beat these men in front of him. He knew he was going to die, but, with a war like cry brandishing his spear he ran head long into the battle. That was all they needed to send the slaves and the soldiers into a flurry of movement of battle and slashing of axes and spears.

Emser dashed to the side with blinding speed and scooped up Tyom darting across the sand like frog he leaped side to side dodging the flurry of the battle to get his friend to safety. Behind him Emser could hear already the strangled death cries of the slaves and the grunts of the gladiators that were hit with the dull spears. But numbers grew thin quickly and it wouldn’t take long at all for there to be left was Emser and Tyom. Emser had crossed the entire arena till he felt he had gotten Tyom to the safest and farthest point of the slaughter before he set his elfin master down.

Tyom watched the slaughter and slaves dashed away deciding to run like Emser had done. The Gladiators scattered chasing after the slaves with thrilled laughter and blood splatter. The two that had intended to be his and Emser’s murderers followed there path though covered in armor they couldn’t out run Emser. However they were soon joined by two more, there slaves dead they smiled wickedly, seeing as the Feline slave would offer more enjoyment and battle to the man who could catch him.

Emser placed himself in between them and Tyom, his body hunched over still his head hanging and hair falling in his face. He was visibly shaking but he held his fist tight at his side ready to come to blows.

“Tyom i’m so scared…they are so much stronger,” Emser whispered.

Tyom stood just a few feet behind him proud and arms crossed just uzzing with confidence he tilted his blond head to the side and smiled,“i’m not worried Emser…..go show them what happens when you mess with us…I release you,” he said and took one large step back from Emser towards the wall side.

Emser swung around to stare at Tyom with shock, this whole time, Tyom was talking about THAT. That’s why he knew they would survive, THAT. Emser smiled for the first time sense this started. From ear to ear showing feral elongated teeth Emser slowly turned back to the approaching Gladiators. The sun bore down on them all this time, blinding them with it’s glareing light, but in just that moment as Emser smiled the sky quickly darkened. All around the crowd stared up confused not sure as to what was going on. A bolt of lightning shot across the sky and lite the area up with white light. Screams of shock erupted through the crowd.

In the Arena there was a cry as Emser’s body contorted and folded over, the gladiators weren’t phased and they continued to approach expecting this to be the easiest kill they had ever made. That was until they heard the sound of bone snapping. In front of them the boy’s body was twisting in odd angles as his spine seemed to grow in the number of vertebrate his knees snapped back words and his feet grew longer his ankles rising higher till he would be able to stand on just his feet alone. A fine layer of black fur slowly covered his body and his head began to shape itself until it mirrored that of a very hellish looking panther with glowing red eyes. The demon cat’s back exploded open with shower of blood, that very shower was what Tyom had stepped away to avoid. Skeleton wings grew from his back coated in his own blood. The humanoid hands remained and claws formed growing longer and longer.

Laughter bubbled up from the cat’s throat and it grinned, if you could call it a grin. Large amount of drew pooled out it’s mouth around the rows and rows of razor sharp teeth that seemed to fight for space in it’s jaws. The Gladiators were frozen in place shock all over there faces and a few actually dropped there axes. Behind them the two slaves that were still alive practically shitted them selves, one peed. Emser stood up now, his form now nearly 7 feet in height, it was a awe inspiring sight. Emser tilted his head back, and roared.

That was the clue the sky needed to open up with a torrent of rain that seemed mostly centered in the arena. Emser’s glowing eyes narrowed on the first gladiator, the one that dropped his axe and the one that was less liking going to hurt. In a flash of movement, the lithe cat charged across the sand the slick water not even seeming to bother the creature, in fact it seemed to only aide the cat’s progress. The gladiator turned and ran in fear, this was nothing they had ever faced before.

Emser leaped into the air and landed squared in the center of the gladiator’s back. His razor claws slammed into the armor pricing it like aluminum foil and tearing it off taking chunks of the flesh underneath with it. Emser snarled and laughed pulling and ripping sending flesh and limbs into the air the rain spreading the blood all over seeping into the sand, the worst part was, the man was still screaming terribly he was still alive.

Tyom across the arena smiled his eyes twinkled with pleasure, he warned them…didn’t he?

CharlotteCarrendar

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Re: The Central Kingdoms: Noriand [RP]

June 11, 2014 11:19PM

The Games

CiarAdamyrKaredric-Ivan seeing the carnage fold in front of him, quickly dash down to the arena floor. On his way down he grabed a spear. He knew what this cat was and he knew he had to give it his all, he need to use his Dragoneer training, and he hoped that he could come up with a good lie to cover it up.He looked at the cat and stood in a Dragoneer defensive position standing between him and the slave. He looked back at Tyom-“Just don’t stand there run!!”-he shouted-

CharlotteCarrendar: – Up in the stands, the Slave Master was laughing and guffawing loudly as he watched the start of the action between the Gladiators. “Ahahahaha!…Look at that, boy. Death is the real reward in these games.” He meant that sincerely, for the pain that would be inflicted by the weapons of choice meant that the bloodletting was going to be on a vast scale. The many spectators that were in their thousands all cheered with rousing sounds and the food sellars walked amongst the patrons with all manners of tit bits for them to eat while they watched the games. Nerboti let out a sigh. she was already bored by it all and waved a fan lazily in front of her face. It was more entertaining to watch two men rut than see all this bloodshed and gore. The Slave Master kept nudging one of the wine bearers, then got up and nearly spilled his drink when he saw Chaveks leap down and get into the fighting melee. “Impetuous boy!. Ah well…you only live once. Bahahahaha! Fight or DIE!” <3>

ElilesMuiLuminarde: -Emser munched happily on the corpse of one such gladiator who thought that he could impale the beast. guts and things hanging from jagged teeth he didn’t seem to be paying much attention to Tyom the elf and the remaining gladiators seemed to have grown yellow streaks and were trying to hide themselves behind the last two slaves on the other side of the arena, like they were some kind of protective meat shields. Too bad though, Emser was growing quite bored with the corpse and stood up to now stalk the living prey that moved like mice scattering in different directions from the predator. Tyom didn’t move much he stood very still for the most part with a hard gaze on his companion, the key to be a master he believed, at least in this case, is to never appear to be prey, it was the same advice that many lion tamers would give on the flip side at zoo and circuses. but Then from the audience, someone leaped down into the arena, putting himself in-between Tyom and Emser, shouting at Tyom to run away. Tyom wide eyed, almost shouted at him for being a idiot, but, well, one more of these bastards dead, right. Tyom lifted his fingers to his mouth and whistled. Emser stopped stalking the slaves and gladiators and turned his head in the direction of the sound. The big cats eyes narrowed and he snarled. Taking off across the sand pit the cat slide across the ground sliding into place around the man until Tyom was once more safely behind Emser’s back and only Teeth and Claws at the front.<3>

CiarAdamyrKaredric-Ivan knew right away what this elf was to the cat, he was the master and was pulling his strings, making him attack everything around him-“Elf how dare you turn this cat into a demon, his blood is that of Heaven and not yours to use as you please”-Ivan readied his spear for an attack knowing what must be done-“Call him off or I will be forced to kill him and then cast judgment on you, I do not want to do that”-As he spoke only Tyom could hear him, and if he looked closly he could see a single tear run down his cheek. Ivan did not want to kill the cat, to him he was a brother, even though he had never met him before, didn’t know where he was from, or what kind of person he was, he had the same blood running through his veins as Ivan and that meant everything to him. He waited for the elf to make his move, ready to strike in the blink of an eye-

ElilesMuiLuminarde-Tyom shook his head surprised by the sudden voice that sounded pretty clear dispite the shouting crowd. did this man just say it was him that turned Emser into a demon, is that what Emser turned into, he always assumed he was a werecat or something like it. heaven blood, what was he talking about? and he wasn’t about to call Emser off, one that was gonna hurt like hell, and two, they weren’t even close to being free of this hell hole. “What are you talking about! Emser Transforms of his own free will! I can’t force him into that, he only asks my permission because I could DIE when i try to turn him back!” Tyom shouted back swinging his arm out and pointing at Emser to make a point. “besides that! I warned all of you when you captured us! I warned you that we aren’t Slaves, and we would never conform to Slavery, I warned all of you, That YOU WILL DIE!!” Tyom shreiked louder and looked at Emser. Emser snarled then roared, the fierce sound shook the stone arena, some rocks fells lose. Emser narrowed his glowing gaze of the current threat and started his stalk. circling slightly to the left side he was going to come in at a charge at the left to make a swipe at the exposed areas of flesh between armor. Emser charged, moving like a flash of lightning, the same kind of movement he slaughted the other gladiators with-<3>

CiarAdamyrKaredric-Ivan did not have time to respond to the elfs words as Emser and attacked him, moving quickly he dodged the strike to his exposed flesh and retaliated with the butt of his spear to Emsers head, even if it did not hit Ivan would still bring his spear around to try to slice at his mid section. Ivan wanted to try to knock Emser out and then deal with the elf, he knew he had his work cut out for him. The entire time he was praying to be given the strength to do what he had to do no matter the cost-<e>

ElilesMuiLuminarde-Emser’s attack was dodged, it annoyed the cat very much, this prey wasn’t entirely prey after all. this was a true threat, this beast here was after what was his then, yes his kill his prey his claims, this was a rival, and rivals were to be dealt with quickly. so was the thoughts going through the primal beast. even as the butt of the spear knocked him on the skull the cat kept moving. the spear edge bit into his flesh cutting across the skin. but merely a glance as the cat slide backwards with a slight hopping motion. his thick fur provided most of the protection he needed but he was already covered it nicks and cuts from the glancing blows of the gladiator swords, . it seemed like the cat picked and chooses which wounds he will take and which ones not, but it was risky, because he could still loose to blood loss. instead of getting in close with his teeth he swung an arm with the razor like claws almost 7 inches in length at the centre and getting shorter towards the outer edges of his claws. he was swinging in a downward motion starting from head that could slice across his face his chest and stopping at his crotch-<3>

CiarAdamyrKaredric-He was fast enough to dodge most of the strike but the cats claws caught him in the face not enough to do permanent damage but enough to cause major pain. He quickly stepped back out of the reach of the claws, he shook his head for a moment then stepped back forward quickly and using his spear made a dozen small trust aiming at the cats arms legs and mid section doing his best to temporarily cripple him-<e>

ElilesMuiLuminarde-Emser wasn’t a fighter, he had never had any training, but it helped to have eyes on the outside. Tyom watched the fight closely, Emser almost purred with excitement as his claws had made the glancing blow. but Emser wasn’t prepared as Tyom watched the trained solider by all appearance quickly recover and step in with this spear. Tyom whistled a shrill sound that had a different pitch entirely to the one that called Emser to him. Emser reacted to the sound, though a second to late as one of his arms was struck before he jumped backwards away from the man that was attacking him. Emser’s arm dangled at his side however, blood seeping from the wounds, the confused cat stared at the limb grabbing it with his other hand and moving it. it had no reaction. Emser’s eyes grew wilder in that moment, roaring the cat charged in blind rage his other arm raised to strike. Tyom shouted “Emser don’t!” realizing now he had lost what little control he had before in the sudden battle Rage that had enveloped the animal-<3>

CiarAdamyrKaredric-Ivan had to make his move now there was enough distance between him and the cat now amining for his already injured should he drew back his spear and threw it with all his might, the spear was out of his hand in the blink of an eye and if it hit he would be nailed to the arena wall unable to pull it out.-<e>

ElilesMuiLuminarde-The spear soared through the air, for Tyom as he watched it all appeared to happen in slow motion as his companion in rage wasn’t paying attention and the spear pierced his shoulder and flung him backwards into the arena wall and penned him in place. Emser shrieked and snarled, the cat’s free hand swung upward and grabbed the handle of the spear and begun to tug. but to the beasts surprise, the spear went in deeper into the stone then it should have for the force a mortal man should have been able to put behind it, right? furious the cat actually bit at the wood of the spear with his powerful jaws, but foolish beast only caused the wood to splinter and fall leaving nothing but a stump sticking out of his chest. of course that meant Emser could not just push himself off the wall right? nope, with the limp arm, he was having trouble figuring out the best way to do so, and the way his legs were shaped, pushing off the wall with his feet was difficult. Tyom busted into tears and charged across the arena to Emser. “ok Emser, That’s enough, you need to change back now!” Tyom shouted. he ran into charging blindly, but here before the whole crowd to watch, Emser swung his free arm whacking Tyom in the chest and flinging him across the sand and ground to tumble across the floor. it was like Emser was proving a point to the spear wilder, that Tyom wasn’t really in control. Tyom however, was use to this. Coughing, the resilient boy got up on his hands and knees, a little blood tickling from his mouth. he charged again. the crowd actually drew quiet, wondering if the boy would be killed while foolishly trying to help the beast. Tyom this time watched for the swinging claw and ducked in time before launching himself onto the cat’s chest both his hands grabbing hold of the open jaws even as the razor teeth sliced open his fingers and palm. He forced the demonic beast to stare him in the eyes. he used his own abilities as a elf, as being a creature already one with nature,
to make him calm down and listen. “Emser, time to calm down…o-ok, come back,” he whispered. Emser snarled. at first it seemed like the beast didn’t register what was being said to it. but it began to stop thrashing. then slowly painfully it begun the shift back to the young black haired boy. and as he changed back, he screamed horribly from the pain he was in. Tyom fell off and grabbed hold of the stub of the spear and tried to pull it out. “hold on Emser, I’ll get it out!”<3>

CiarAdamyrKaredric-Ivan saw his spear hit the cat and pin him to the wall. He sighed and as he made his way to try to calm the cat the elf stood up and ran to him. He watched in awe as he began to calm the cat down, he could not help but feel sorry for both of them. He could not even image the pain they were both in physically, mentally and emotionally. He then watched as the cat turned back into the boy and screamed in pain, the elf tried to pull the spear out but Ivan knew it would not come out without the right touch. Ivan walked over to them and grabbed the spear and looked at the elf-“Let me do it”-he grabbed tightly and with ease removed the spear from the wall and the boys shoulder, he quickly grabbed the boy as he fell from the wall, keeping him from falling to the ground. There was no noise no cheering nothing everyone was silent. Ivan looked to the slave master and yelled-“Marsala I think these two have more than earned their freedom”-He then placed the boy on the ground and put pressure onto the wound, he did not want him to die from blood loos or lose his arm. He then looked at the elf a few more tears falling from his eyes-“i am sorry but I had to, for both your sakes-“IF he looked close enough he could see a motion range in his iris for a quick second-<e>

CharlotteCarrendar:- Up in the stands the crowd had fallen silent after the epic display and bloodletting. Marsala was not pleased when he saw Chaveks show some sympathy for the boy that had been pinned to the wall. Slowly, the jewel encrusted fingers of the Slave master gripped the golden arms of his throne chair and rose to standing. His beady eyes that stared out from the rotund face glared at all around him. The one that held the true power of life and death in the Games lay with the Slave Master, but also he could not go against the wishes of the crowd. Would the crowd react badly if he was to give the thumbs down and demand the death of the boy? It was a critical moment clearly. So much money was riding on this one event.

The Slave Master knew he may well come to regret this, as he had already lost so many of his best men that day. The cost of which was in the many thousands. How long and how much had been spent training and housing his gladiators. They were not that easy to come by as he well knew.

“Fate’s hand has been played by all before us. The blood spilt by the Gladiators proved this and so…as per law, by the number of fallen. The boy shall live. He is spared from death by Chaveks!” The Slave Master held up his fist, and then turned a thumb up, thus meaning that the boy was saved from a traditional death.

The crowd erupted favourably to this decision, and while the Slave Master saved face for this one action, he cursed silently for all he had lost. He summoned that Chaveks be brought forward, so that he may throw down his trophy for the win.

<3>

ElilesMuiLuminarde-Tyom grinned and hugged Emser tightly, Emser’s face was a wash of tears and snot and he hugged Tyom tightly with this one still useful arm. it was an awkward hug considering that Tyom was hovering over him from above his head. “we did it, Emser,” Tyom whispered. Emser glanced at Tyom’s hands through his blurry teary eyes gaze, “your hands,” he hiccupped. Tyom shrugged, “They will heal in time,” he said smiling, “you should file your teeth though, i didn’t almost lose finger’s this time” he chuckled. Emser actually laughed back. they both glanced at the man Chaveks, neither noticed the strangeness of his eyes in that breif moment or acknowledged what he said, but they both could tell, this man might not be a enemy, but it didn’t make him a friend. “let me heal you Emser,” Tyom offered. Emser shoke his head and gritted his teeth in a painful grin, “I feel it already healing…you know my injuries don’t stay long if they happen during the transformation,” he said. what the boys would do now, it wasn’t for sure, but the question did stand, though the game said they were to earn there freedom, it wasn’t actually stated by the slave master if they were free….did this mean…they were still owned?<3>

CiarAdamyrKaredric-Ivan stood up seeing that he did not need to help Emser with his wound, he turned and walked to stand right under where Marsala and his daughter were sitting , he took a knee and waited for him to speak again. he was still holding the spear. He knew if he was marked as a Dragoneer and was not able to lie his way out of trouble he would need it to fight his way out of this place and to a place he could shift into the darkness and hide. He looked up at him and waited-<e>

CharlotteCarrendar:- With the crowd throwing down roses and flowers for the winner of the Games, it was a moving tribute by the many thousands for the combatants that had survived. As Chaveks approached the spot whereby he could catch the trophy, Marsala urged his daughter to stand. She was by far one of the most beautiful women in the lands, and was well known to be a prize if ever there was one. She turned to one of the guards, who had been holding the golden Elk, and she took this from him. Turning back to the competitors, she looked down at Chavek, and without word, simply tossed the Golden Elk to him. A solid gold tribute, that was worth much as trade was his reward for the win against Tyom and Esmer. But what fate awaited them all? This was the part that was unknown to many. The Slave Master, was a wily man and hid his intentions well.

“All who bare witness, let it be known. A feast in honor of the win today will be held this eve, and those that stand before us in the arena shall be the guests….of honor.” He smirked as the crowd gave a rousing reception. What an honor. But…what was the real point of it? He never said they were free. Did he?

Taking his daughter’s hand, he led her from the royal box and back into the stadium proper. The games were over, and the gates for the Gladiators swung upon beneath, allowing them to leave the arena pits. If they were to follow the guards, they would be taken up to the spa house, to be cleansed and treated for their injuries, well before presenting them at the feast.

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Rain – Chapter Eleven.

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Rain

Chapter Eleven

The Fugitive

Writers
IceTe3a
CharlotteCarrendar

CharlotteCarrendar:- Rain was slammed into the ground with the force of the tackle from behind by Adam. She went face first into the mud with a loud kesplosh – drenching her in the brown goo. Adam straddled her and yanked her arms back behind her so she couldn’t move. The storm chasers all hesitated at seeing the way she was taken down, but Adam insisted that they take the two cars and leave. They would be rewarded, but what of the girl? It just didn’t seem right. ”Not cool, man” Bean said, as he and the others trudged back to their remaining vehicles, leaving Rain in the custody of the reformed Adam. He whispered in her ear, as the cars engines fired up and they drove around the pair and the remaining van. “How do you know my name” He kept insisting to be told. Rolled over so she had to face him, she stared at him coldly, and spat at him. ”I restored you after Zen took you apart.” This of course he probably wouldn’t remember, till she said. ”My father made you what you are. Now…it looks like you are nothing more than a Zen zombie soldier. Bravo.”She was surprisingly defiant, as she then spat in his face. <3>

IceTe3a: He was watching her as he heard the vans drive off leaving the two alone to what happens next. Copping spit on his face it didn’t bother him as she said she had put him back together after the Zen took him apart “Bullshit!” he chuckled at hearing what she said, shaking his head as she spoke about her father making him and how he was nothing more than a Zen zombie soldier. “Stop lying, I’ve been with the Zen corporation for well over 15 years, I’ve had just about enough of your bullshit” coming to a stand he reached down and yanked her up onto her feet with one hand as he walked towards the van, forcing her to walk backwards “ Where do you come up with this stuff? Honestly they said you would be a difficult target, All I see is your lack of skill in telling lies” he laughed as he dragged her against her will to the side of the van, pushing her up against the van he padded her down, taking everything she had on her besides her clothing. “Should have taken that smoke” he smirked as he tied up her hands and legs then picked her up and threw her in the front passengers seat. Walking around to the other side he hopped in the driver’s seat and lit a cigarette as he started to smoke it, just sitting there and enjoying the moment.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Rain stared at Adam incredulously as he babbled on about being part of Zen for the last fifteen years. Was he for real? How much damage had been done to him, she had to wonder? Did they completely pull him apart and rebuild? It was like she was staring at a different man from the one in the hotel. He firmly believed that she was lying about how she knew his name. Rain was yanked to her feet then forced to the side of the van and pinned in place. His hands roughly felt her up as he searched her body for weapons, or anything that might help in her escape. “Should have taken that smoke” One thing hadn’t changed however, he was still a right bastard. She refused to speak to him as he tied her up, hands and feet bound. He tossed her in the front seat of the van and then causally hopped in the other side, lighting a cigarette and smoking it. Rain stared at the dash board of the car. All of a sudden all the car’s electrics came on. The radio blaring, windscreen wipers, indicators, the cigarette lighter burning. Alarms going on and off, the door locks opening and closing. It was turning into a circus inside the car. Even the storm chaser’s equipment was going bananas, and she was doing it all with her mind. <3>

IceTe3a: He was sitting there smoking as the car started to go haywire, firs the windscreen wipers started wiping and the lights flashing, then everything else went off even the storm equipment the whole van was going haywire like it had a life of its own. He hit the dashboard thinking somehow that would fix the problem it didn’t “Fuck me.. Stupid machine *Wack wack wack* he tried to hit it again as he groaned and sighed “What the hell’s going on with this thing, right.. time to go sunshine” he smirked as he closed his driver’s side door, leaning over he ruffled her hair knowing it would piss her off as he gripped the steering wheel and turned the engine over starting the van it didn’t sound to good and it didn’t drive to well either. “Useless piece of junk…” he sighed as the engine started revving low he needed to wait for the engine to kick over properly before he could drive off. So he decided to light another cigarette and smoke it until he heard the engine click over.

CharlotteCarrendar: – ~Let him have his moment~ Rain thought to herself as he ruffled her hair after seeing the car put on something of a freak show. He had the audacity to call it a stupid machine. Oh how little he realized just who the stupid machine in the van was. Useless piece of junk…” He snarled, as he turned the engine over and it revved on low – not yet ready to go. Slowly Rain turned her head towards Adam, and the engine to the car back fired and died. No matter how many times he would try to start it, the engine went cold as thought something was blocking its starter motor. ”I was thinking the same thing.” Rain said in a cold monotone voice. She meant him. Her eyes swept over him for any technology he was wearing and she zeroed in on his customized M4A1. It slid effortlessly out of its holder and then hovered up and away from him, floating and then turning pointing at his head. It had a hair trigger firing mechanism, and she wasn’t afraid to use it. ”Cut me loose, or I kill you here and now.” <3>

IceTe3a: He kept trying to start the van and each time the motor cut out, this thing really was a piece of shit! He sighed as she stated she agreed with what he had said, then he saw it with his own eyes, if he didn’t he wouldn’t have believed it. His M4A1 lifted off his chest started to float in the air in front of him then turn around and point directly at him as he heard it cock meaning it was ready to fire. “Cut me loose, or I kill you here and now.” he couldn’t believe it, she was doing this to the car and all the equipment, she made his gun float in the air.. what was she? What more could she do? No wonder he was assigned to this mission she was a handful. She gave him a simple choice cut her loose or he dies, he slowly pulls out another cigarette, lighting it and started to smoke it as he slowly turned to face her, his face showing no fear or emotion as he shrugs “I don’t negotiate, nor do I give up. So you’re going to have to kill me because these hands are not setting you free, not now.. not ever” a half smirk appears across his face as she would be able to see he was serious about what he had just said. He closed his eyes and took in one last long drag from his cigarette as he waited for it all to end for him.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Rain’s heart was beating fast. She had the chance to end it all. Kill Adam and then be free from this continuing nightmare. She cursed the day he came into her life. It was like no matter what she did, he kept turning up. The gun hovered as she grit her teeth. He took her threat so casually, that he would never set her free, even under the threat of death. She hated him, she hated him so much it made her sick. But there was no way she was going to ever go back to Zen. Look at what they had done to him. He now believed he had been serving them for the last fifteen years. Wiping out whole sections of his memory. Rain started to laugh. It was a sick and cruel laugh. She finally remembered something that would be sure to piss him off, even more so than the threat of death from her. ”Of course you’re not afraid to die. You can’t die. Zen will just put you back together like the shit piece of metallic crap that you are. You are no better than this car!” The gun dropped, and the car started but not before she showed her true power. ”I control technology…with my mind. Anything that is a machine is prey for me…including YOU!” That was when she snarled and the interior light to the van turned red. Her face illuminating as she concentrated with all of her being to freeze Adam’s operating systems. <3>

IceTe3a: He watched as she got pissed, calling him as useless as this machine was, she thought he was a machine? She must be stupid. He knew very well what he was and what happened to his body, and so he could continue to serve the Zen corporation he allowed these changes to happen so he may do it better and oh has he done a better job since then. “Right, I’m a machine huh? Just a piece of equipment? Don’t make me laugh” he chuckled as he tapped the back of her head, ever since he was reprogrammed he got real touchy towards other people, still didn’t like to be touched himself though. Then the light on the roof started going a bright red he looked up and then back at her what was she doing.. then she said she could control him to? Impossible he wasn’t a machine.. *Error Error* His body stopped moving and went limb as his systems were frozen stiff, he could still see, feel and hear but movement or contact with Zen was out of the question as his heavy body sat there in the driver’s seat motionless.

CharlotteCarrendar: – The moment that Adam went completely still Rain went into action. She got the door on her side to unlock and swing open. Even though she was tied from head to foot, she wasn’t going to stay in that damn van a minute longer. She basically threw herself out of the van and into the mud that awaited her fall. She was a mess. Tied up and covered in mud. The worst was not yet over. She stared at the van and the engine started, and as Adam sat in the driver’s seat unable to move, he would see the car go into gear and then the accelerator pedal being pressed. The van started to drive on down the road before she made the steering wheel turn and go off down an embankment. It vanished from view as she lay there. At least now he was out of the way, but this meant she herself needed saving. As luck would have it, a farmer’s truck was coming along, and with the previous night’s rain it had it’s lights still on. It came to a stop right before Rain’s body and the driver, a farmer named Joe Wiggins got out. He ran to her side and asked. ”Are you alright, Miss?”Rain cried out. ”I was abducted by some bad man, but then he dumped me here.” The farmer’s wife got out of the truck and came over. She could see Rain was in a real mess. ”Help me untie her Greta, and we can get her home to call the authorities.” Greta went to grab a knife from the truck, as Joe tried to undo the ropes. ”They sure knew their scout knots. “ Rain just wished they would hurry so she could get far enough away before her control on Adam ended. ”Please..hurry.”She begged. Soon enough, she was untied and they helped her into their truck. Little did they know the van was down the embankment as they drove on past. As soon as Rain was a kilometre away she released control on Adam. <3>

IceTe3a: He watched helplessly as she jumped out of the van, what was she doing.. he thought to himself as he looked around unable to move. The vans engine started to turn on “Rain.. Don’t you dare.. Raiin!” the van drove off with him in it, but she was controlling it with his mind, if she wanted him dead why didn’t she just shoot him?! The van drove over and through the guardrail straight off the road through the embankment and continued to roll until it toppled down the hill, the van rolling around and around tossing Adam like a rag doll. It finally came to a stop falling on its side as he still couldn’t move as he could smell the petrol was leaking “Fuck my life..” his body still not his own as he knew there was equipment everywhere in this truck any one of them could spark the gas and cause an explosion. Suddenly he was able to move again, why..? what happened did she die? Was she too far? Or did she let him go? It was not the right time to think about it as he needed to get out of the van, kicking the glass window out he crawled out as the fire just started. He came to a quick stand and ran straight ahead, not fast enough *BOOOOOOM* the van exploded sending chunks of metal flying everywhere, a giant fireball shot into the sky as smoke started, he was hit by the explosion as he was sent flying straight into the ground 10 metres in front of him his body skidding across the ground much like a tossed pebble bouncing across a lake. “Ugh… ahh.. yeah.. bitch gonna pay” a last groan came out of him as he passed out on his back, obviously in need of a good rest after what had just happened.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Another ten kilometres down the road, the farmer’s truck pulls onto a dirt road that leads on for another twenty minutes before coming to an old farm house. There was a side barn with horses in the fields, and some crops. Rain had not seen anything like this since she was a child and she was amazed people still lived on the land. The old farming couple were in their late sixties, and were kind enough to offer Rain a place for the night, after she contacted the authorities. Naturally, Rain had no intentions of contacting the Squad. She would be on every wanted poster around. Getting out of the old truck, Greta led Rain inside as Joe started off loading fed bags for his animals. On going inside, the house was like something out of an old western tv show. It actually had Rain smile, for there was very little in the way of technology. No computers, TV, radios, just the most simple refrigerator and washing machine. Rain felt a peace she had not known in forever. ”We will have to take you to McGavin’s store, they have a phone.” Rain looked gobsmacked. ”No phone?” Joe finally came in and nodded. ”Hate those damn contraptions. People gotta learn to talk to each other, not rely on machines and those fancy shiny computers. They be ruining the country.” Was that ever the truth. Rain was then shown to the bathroom, and given a change of clothing. Their daughter had spent time there in the summer and had left behind some things. Grateful, Rain went to go wash up in the bathroom. The shower was a welcome relief after the mud bath she got at Adam’s expense. She probably stayed in the shower a good fifteen minutes, before coming out, clean as a whistle. Dressing up in the stone washed denims and flannelette shirt, Rain looked completely different. She even smiled at herself in the mirror. Looking down, Rain saw a pair of barber’s scissors and this gave her an idea. She started to cut away at her hair, till she cropped it short like that of a boy. If she was going to make hiding from the Zen work, she was going to need to change her look, and possibly her identity. <3>

IceTe3a: He had been asleep for a good thirsty minutes before he woke up with a groan his hands running against his face as he leans up with a sigh “Damn that techno bitch.. he came to a stand as he picked up his rifle and glanced around, the explosion didn’t do much damage to him as he was built for heavy combat. “And the hunt is back on, no more Mr. nice guy” coming up on the road he saw the vans muddied tire tracks and a fresh pair, with a smirk he knew that was his best bet, she wasn’t around.. fresh tires. Someone had picked her up, so he followed the tire tracks as he went into a endless run, having all this Ntech on him allowed him to never run out of breath, he had the best endurance and could go on all night long, he smirked “Pun intended” He was in countryside, not a lot of people stayed out in these parts as it was mostly forgotten that and most people couldn’t survive on the lands because they didn’t know how. It took him the better part of the day but he finally came across a farm ten kilometres down the road. Coming to a crouching walk, he slowly walks over towards the hilltop, once reaching it he laid down flat on his stomach, as he pulled out his M4A1, flicking the 4x variable zoom on he peered down the sights and with his eyes shooting someone from this distance to him would be like pressing a gun to someone’s head, he can’t miss. So there he stood camped out on the hill, his eyes scanning the grounds for movement as his Crosshairs peer over a elderly lady, and when there was a old hag there was a old bull. “Two tango’s, where’s the third.. where’s Rain” he smirked as he turned the safety off, flicking it over to single shot he laid in wait for her to show her face before he started shooting.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Rain came down the stairs, and patted her newly cut hair. Greta heard her footsteps and then looked surprised to see the girl had cut off her pretty hair. ”Oh why go mess with such pretty hair, child?’ Rain shrugged her shoulders and said. ”Felt like I needed a change.” Course she was lying through her teeth. She spotted an old baseball cap on the wall along with other hats, and put it on. She looked like a tomboy. Rain then got an idea. ”Would you folk mind if I borrowed your truck…just so I can go to that store and call the police? You know…give them descriptions. Some other poor girl might be a target and I would hate for that.” She played the sweet and innocent with them. Joe came in after off loading the feed and heard Rain ask about the truck. ”I don’t know..” He really wasn’t sure about letting Rain have his truck. ”I promise I will bring it right back.” She gave a sweet smile and Greta clasped her hands together.”She seems like such a nice girl.” It appeared to be working. Joe finally relented and gave her the keys. ”Just watch that gear shift…bit temperamental.” Rain took the keys and gave Joe’s cheek a kiss, before running outside. Finally, she had a change of clothes and now a vehicle. She ran to get in, and turned the engine over to make another escape. It was time to run again. <3>

IceTe3a: He watched as a younger figure showed its mark, His eyes zoom in scanning the features, she could cut her hair but her face and eyes will always give her away, he smirked as he came up from a prone to a crouch and got closer to the gate he sat in wait for the truck. Hearing her slam the door shut and the engine came alive, he waited for the truck to drive up the drive way and past the gates so the old folk couldn’t see what was going on. Suddenly. *Bang Bang* two shots come out silenced by the attached silencer, hitting straight into the trucks engine block stopping it dead in its tracks. He smirked as he came to a stand and shouldered his weapon. Casually he walked up to the driver’s side door and glanced in, lit smoke hanging from his mouth “Guess you ruined your hair for nothing huh.” glancing directly at her he gave her a wink to basically say fuck you. Opening the door he pulled her out and placed her on the ground “Ain’t getting rid of me that easy” smirking for all to see as he kneeled down to her side and removed the baseball cap and throws it on the ground beside them shaking his head “Honestly, I’m built like this for a reason. You can’t outrun me, now you going to go quietly or am I going to have to put one in your head, either way I get half my mission complete. After you, I just need to wack an old doctor, he shouldn’t be too hard” he chuckled as he came to a stand and looked down at her.

CharlotteCarrendar:- He had her again. This time however he was not just going on about threatening her, he was talking about another target. An old doctor. She glared at him and said. ”Old doctor? Let me guess….Zen couldn’t use you to make the mass army could they? So now they want you to hunt down me…and my father. The man who made you.”She was right, she could just feel it. He was kneeling before her and this was the perfect opportunity to try something. She quickly gripped the side of his head and felt the pressure pads. ”I don’t care if this is going to damage you this time. Show me the files of my father!. Doctor Wincrest!” The girl had said her father’s name out loud. ”Doctor Ernest Wincrest. Search all files!” <3>

IceTe3a: – What was she on about? Constant bullshit about being made “Look I’m sick of you bullshit, I’m not a machi..”she had put her fingers on his pads, he didn’t know about them. ~Whats going on.. Why can’t I move what are you doing to me?~ he was unable to move but he was talking in her head he didn’t even realize he was, his body collapses on the floor as it was sure to force her to straddle him to keep a connection. *Warning complete search for Doctor Ernest Wincrest memory and data files may harm system would you like to continue?* of course if she were to press yes it would start scanning him for files, delving deep into his mind, the pain would be enough to make him scream out loud and clear, his body if it was able to move would be shaking right now. Soon his screams would be heard by others and they would come investigating, she was going to have to turn his voice off to be safe, a window popped up *Scanning process 2 hours, constant physical touch needed to continue scan process.* the system was advising that it needed a constant physical touch from the person for the scan to continue doing its work, if she were to stop her physical contact with him the scan would pause, but the scanner wasn’t fussy as to what kind of physical contact she needed to provide as long as it was hers.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Naturally Adam fought her ideals that she considered him a machine. This had been from the very start of the time they had met right up till now. Gritting her teeth as she held his head, she saw the prompt that said that a scan would most likely harm his system, but it was a price she was willing to take, her father’s life was at stake. ~Yes~ she said and she pressed. The result of this was Adam letting out pained screams, that were so loud they were sure to alert those in close proximity. Rain couldn’t afford that and switched to a command that he be on mute – in other words that he could scream but no noise would be heard. Evil, but necessary. From there she remained straddled to him, holding her hands to his head, for there had to be physical contact the entire time of the scan. Two hours at least. He was going to be lucid, and in pain, watching her hold him for the duration of the scan. No doubt he would hate her all the more when it was over. Her nails dug into his pressure points, and her legs locked around his hips. Their eyes would be centred on the other….but could she hold out? No doubt she would hear his mind speak of his distress and hatred. <3>

 

Ice and the Dragon’s Egg – Chapter Ten.

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CharlotteCarrendar

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May 22, 2014 06:45AM

Ice and the Dragon’s Egg

Chapter Ten

The Merry Men

Writers
CharlotteCarrendar
IceTe3a

CharlotteCarrendar: – The travelling now was much more peaceful since Nip had conquered the ability to use the shared power to turn the daemon into anything she thought, including inanimate objects. Ice’s constant rants about how she was childish and stupid had given cause for her to be so angry at the daemon, that she turned him into something that children around the world loved, and something he would absolutely hate. A Teddy bear. The pot bellied dragon found the newly formed daemon to be a wonderful toy, and even Nip had to admit that she rather hear the happy growls of the baby dragon dragging the bear along, than hear the Daemon harp on and rant about everything from a bee farting, to what he was going to do to the people in the next village or town. Nip even had a spring in her step as she made her way along the path, the day suddenly being a lot brighter. A feeling of freedom; to just enjoy the wilderness, and such simple things a wildflower by the dirt road, or the simple sweet smell of fresh grass. It was like the world burst into colour, and Nip even started to smile. The dragon gambled along, with its wings fluttering madly, almost taking off. The bear getting dirtier by the second as it was dragged along haphazardly. Soon the fields gave way to a forest, and it was in this forest that the cries of the wildlife creatures changed. There were dark shadows about the tall oaks, and as they ventured further in, the foliage seemed to encroach further onto the track making it hard going. Nip was starting to wonder why the animals were so quiet, when out of nowhere an arrow was fired and struck a tree right near where she had been walking. Nip stopped dead, as the sounds of hooting and laughter came from the trees. A man dropped from the bough above her and held a blade pointed to her chest. “Hand over ya gold, and I may spare your life…Elf.” It was a bandit, and by the cackles of laughter that came from all around, his gang were harbouring up in the trees. “I haven’t got any gold, so let me pass.” The man with the felt hat that had a large feather coming out of the top arched a brow. He stared down at the baby dragon and the teddy bear with the shiny collar and chains. “Ooo what’s that? A silver chain. Think I might have me that, and give the bear to my darling.” Nip shook her head on hearing this. “I don’t think you want to take the bear.” The highwayman burst out laughing, and chortled to his chums. “And what are you going to do about it? Hmm? Where is your army?” At this point Nip did the unthinkable…and then thought very hard. “Now you can return to normal, daemon.” But would he? <3>

IceTe3a: The dragon was still dragging his body in the dirt as he sighed slightly, he could see the giant Nip walking happily as if she was enjoying herself. Oh yeah she was going to get it, the dragon shaking him around had him growl, “You too! Ya fat lizard” he was smirking in his mind as he watched as they went into a rather dark forest, the animals were all quiet here, something was around that was certain. His hues follow the flying arrow as it barely misses Nip’s head “Can’t even bloody aim straight!” he sighed as he almost saw his freedom before him, a bandit jumps down from the trees demanding payment or her life, then said he’ll take the teddy bear as well. “Good luck with that one” he thought to himself *Poof!* Suddenly he was his towering self again, his bare chest showing the world his battle scarred tattooed skin, giving a big stretch he growls as he glares at Nip “You’re kidding right?” She expected him to help her after what she did? She can go fuck herself sideways for all he cares “So you boys want gold?” he smirks as his eyes flash to his Daemonic eyes, “Kill her, You’ll have more gold than you can deal with” he chuckled as his sharp teeth flashed in front of everyone, he turned to look at Nip as he folded his arms into his chest “Were you really expecting me to help you after everything you’ve done?” he shook his head as he leaned against a nearby tree, pulling out a smoke he lit it as he was preparing to watch the onslaught “Remember lads, I’m a Daemon, I can grant you anything you desire. Just kill this fucken elf” he smirked as his hues started to glow immensely.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Now, Nip was not entirely stupid. She knew that the daemon would not want to help her in any way shape or form after turning him into the ragged Teddy bear. Quiet time was over, when the bear was soon replaced by the twisted and evil daemon. The tubby dragon ran in behind Nip’s leg and shivered seeing the bare-chested daemon once again. “You’re kidding right?” Yes, he started with the sarcasm almost straight away. He was practically oozing with hate and anger for the Elf. The one that really got a surprise from all this; the sudden change from the Black teddy bear to the hulking Daemon was the head highwayman. “ACK!…What in the devil’s name…is that?” he said pointing to the towering Daemon. His..merry men were all aghast at the trickery that had occurred before them. This was when Nip revealed her cunning plan. She unsheathed her blade and waved it about, doing something of a little quick step. “Ahahaha. I am…Nip the Great Elf, and this…thing behind me is my prisoner. See the collar? That’s right fellas, he is my slave. Dare you to believe the lies that he spews forth. If he was so great, he wouldn’t have allowed himself to be captured.” You could hear the murmurs of the many men in the trees, some of whom dropped down and started to encircle Nip, the Daemon and her tubby dragon. One of the larger and more dopey of the merry men put his hand up. “But uhhh…he said..dat he gives us anything we desire to kill you….so..I want…I want..a pie….and an ale.” Nip and the leader of the bandits both looked at the man who made the wish like he was nuts. The man shrugged his large shoulders, and added. “I’m hungry.” Nip tried to regain control of the situation. “Any of you try to kill me, I shall be forced to use my…great powers.” This brought a collective gasp from a few. One said. “This is bullshit….Kill her.” The men all began to charge the hapless Elf, who parried with her sword fiercely. <3>

IceTe3a: He arched a brow hearing her bluff, he couldn’t help himself as he lost control and started laughing out of control “Oh what a load of bullshit! You touched my collar when I was asleep!” louder laughter followed as he smirked and watched the Rebels charge her, he knew she would try to use him in some way or another so, he did the next best thing. Biting on his thumb he drew some of his own blood as he started to mark the tree, a simple transfer symbol as it glowed upon completion, placing his hand on the symbol he screamed out in pain as he collapsed to his knees, he had transferred his powers to the tree for 5 minutes, the symbol was in Daemonic as it counted down from 5 minutes, he leaned up against the tree and smirked as he knew he had no power to transfer to her “Heh, now what elf?” he chuckled as he just foiled her plan now she really had to fight for her life. He leaned his head back against the stump of the tree as he watched from the sidelines “Riches boys…Riches…” he chuckles as he could smell the scent of blood in the air, the Bandits started to attack Nip as he clapped them on from time to time.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Any thoughts the Elf had of using the daemon to help aid her in her escape of the bandits was thwarted when he transferred his powers to the tree behind him, merely by marking the tree with a symbol of his blood, and placing his hand on it. The meant that there was no transference of power, and she would have to rely on her wits and own ability. “Oh heck!” she squealed, the sham having been revealed, and the horde of bandits now charging her. It was truly a matter of life and death and this was when Nip would have to fight for it. The tubby dragon scampered away into the scrub to safety, as Nip went into a sword fight with the first bandit, who swung his sword at her head. She managed to counter with her own sword coming up from underneath and twirling it so to disarm him. But where he failed, another was ready to replace him. He had his arrow pointed at her and fired it, just as Nip screamed “Lengthen!” This would give her breathing room from the Daemon, as she powered off the ground and landed on top of a bough branch, teetering back and forth precariously. The arrow just missed the daemon’s head. The other men started to fire arrows at her as she ran across the bough to reach the trunk of the tree. One whizzed past her arm and sliced her sleeve. Blood dripped down as she tried to climb higher, screaming, “Lengthen!” The Bandit leader ordered his men to climb the tree and follow her, as the daemon was sure to be laughing at the show. <3>

IceTe3a: He watched as a arrow flew straight past her and hit the tree next to his head “Learn to aim you half wits!” he growled as he watched one hit a blow on her arm, licking his lips he arched a brow as he smelt her blood in the air “How’s it feel Nip? Remembering how useless you where before you met me?” he laughed out loud as she lengthened the chain and started to dodge and run around, he shook his head “Running around like a coward won’t help!” he watched the dragon run into the shrub as he spat a fireball at the shrub it caught on fire “That’s for having me in your mouth you stupid little thing!” he growled as he glared down the dragon, his hues flicker back over to the fight at hand, one for one, tit for tat. “Come on there’s at least 5 of you! She can’t even fight!! She got caught trying to steal a pig for fuck sakes!” he sighed as everyone he met was pathetically under skilled why was this so? Did no one train their tradecraft anymore? He shook his head as he continued to watch the fight at hand “I’ll make you rich enough to buy your own city!” he smirked giving the bandits more incentive.

CharlotteCarrendar: – A roar of delight came from the many men that were trying to now scale the tree. Enough money to buy your own city? This meant the race was on to be the one to kill the girl. “Out of my way!” Roared the larger bandit, who earlier wanted a pie and an ale for killing her. “She’s mine to kill. I want an inn…with lots of pies.” He started tearing the other bandits off the tree, or just climbed right over the top of them. The leader of the bandits got the shits. “OI!…I get the reward if she dies, not you, ya fat assed wombat!” This had the leader himself trying to climb the tree. Down in the shrubbery, the tubby dragon was having flaming balls spat at him. He got his tail sizzled, and this caused a surprising reaction. The dragon suddenly released a great ball of fire at the tree the daemon was leaning against. The flames licking all the way up the trunk and over the blood print symbol that he had made. Would it have any effect on the Daemon’s powers? That remained to be seen. But as it stood, twenty men were climbing the tree and arguing as they did so. Nip was starting to get afraid, till she looked down at the daemon. Her eyes suddenly narrowed and then….she screamed. “SHORTEN!” But as she did it, she dropped off the bough, to fly back down to the ground. Now, why would she do that you might well ask. Easy. If her idea worked, the daemon would be dragged up the tree by the shortening of the chain, only to reach the top and then fly down right behind her. Thing was, he might take out a few of the climbing bandits as he flew on past them. <3>

IceTe3a: He heard the dragon roar, glancing over a fireball came flying past his head and hits his symbol “OOo… shouldn’t have done that” he smirks as the symbol swirls, a fireball double the size gets flung back towards the dragon. He glanced over to Nip who just jumped down on the ground he arched a brow “She wouldn’t” ‘Shorten!’ it echoed through the forest as his chain whipped into command, dragging him across the ground and then up the tree’s as his head hit two or three bandits on the way up causing them to fall out of the tree, he was flung up into the tree and then the chain drags him down, fast towards the ground he falls down hitting the floor with his face as he sighed, the chain still shortening as it dragged his head all the way to stop on top of her boot. “Oh you will pay..” he growled as he looked up at her with glaring eyes.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Down they came, one after the other. Falling into a massive heap of arms and legs – all twisted and broken. The largest one fell last and you could hear the sickening sound of bones cracking as he landed heavily on the top. The daemon had of course followed the chain since he had no power to control the fact the chain could lengthen and shorten at the Elf’s will. Nip could see the look of absolute hate in his eyes as he lay there on the ground at her feet. A few of the bandits that were unscathed were all cursing the Elf and the daemon for making promises of riches to kill the wily girl. One bandit, who had held back from climbing the tree had her arrow primed and ready in her bow, and simply walked past the other bandits, her sights set on the Elf. Nip held her sword true, and faced off the girl. “Get up, daemon.” The bandit girl ordered as Nip was now in serious danger. “Your Elf hasn’t got the energy to climb another tree.” Nip was panting heavily as she inched forward with the sword held forward. “You can’t slice through an arrow, Elf. No one is that good.” The bandit then said to the Daemon. “Why should I believe you will grant me riches for her death? Hmm? Proof or I shoot you.” <3>

IceTe3a: The tree where the symbol explodes as color comes back to his skin, his strength returning to him, cracking his neck he smirks as he comes to a stand he looks over the female bandit and smirks as he licks his lips. “Proof? You insult me by questioning my powers..” as he takes a step to the side letting her have a clear shot at Nip he waves his hand as a purple vortex appears, it starts to show images of his Crypt full with riches and spoils from concord worlds “This is my personal Crypt, riches from concord worlds, not kingdoms… Entire worlds” he smirks as he clicks his finger the Vortex disappears, but not before he reaches his hand in grabbing a single piece of gold he flicks it in the air as it flies up high, *Ting* it lands in its side balancing perfectly on the tip of the arrow “There’s your proof, keep your eyes on the prize.. But perhaps a young lady like yourself would require… more an added bonus?” he laughs as he nods towards Nip, “Take her down, and kill her slowly, I’ll make you young and beautiful for eternity along with all the riches of the worlds” he folds his arms as no more was needed to be said.

CharlotteCarrendar:- The female bandit’s eyes glazed over – widening by the sights of the magnificent riches that the daemon was offering for the Elf’s death. His personal crypt was not just a simple kingdom, but entire worlds. Nip could see the daemon trying to cut a deal with the bandit, who was becoming intoxicated by the wealth and riches promised. To seal the deal, a gold coin was grabbed by the daemon out from the vortex as it was about to close, and this rose up into the sky, only to come down and do a balancing act on the very arrow pointed at Nip’s heart. “I want gold…beauty….to be a Queen of your Worlds.” It was clear the woman had succumbed to the temptation of all the wonders that the daemon was offering. The daemon insisted that if the death was a long and drawn out process, he would give her the gift of eternal beauty with all the riches of the worlds. The bandit laughed as she knew it would take but an arrow to do her in. Little did the bandit realize that the tubby dragon had been slinking through the grass. Right as the bandit girl whispered to Nip. “Say hello to Oblivion.” – the dragon chomped down on her ankle, causing the bandit to raise her bow up and release the arrow accidentally into the sky. Seizing this moment, as it was the only chance she would get, the Elf screamed and ran the bandit through with her sword. Blood gushed out from her chest. A look of horror swept over her face, blood draining from her; till blood started to pour from her mouth. Nip reefed back her sword, as the girl fell to her knees. Falling down dead. The other bandits all started to back away as the Elf held her blooded sword and threatened. “Who is next to cut a deal with the daemon?!” <3>

IceTe3a: He slaps his hand to his face covering it as he shook his head “Why me” he arched a brow as he glanced over at Nip who was acting brave, “She’s stupid lucky, Seriously is there not one warrior out of all of you?! “ he walks over to the dead female body and picks the dragon up by its tail as he held it tight “No excuses now, Kill her for fuck sakes” he looked down at the dragon as he bared his teeth, growling loudly he tried to scare the dragon. Clicking his fingers a cage appears as he throws the dragon inside and locks the door, “Stupid Lizard, You’re lucky you ain’t dead” looking over at Nip he smirks as he clicks his fingers, her shoes and pants disappear from her body, he obviously was the cause of this as he arched a brow “Nice legs there elf” he chuckled as he was trying to give the Bandits an unfair advantage over her, at least something that would help them kill her. Honestly she was far from a good fighter to say the very least, yet these so called bandits couldn’t take her on all together. This world was stranger and stranger by the second.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Nip gasped as her pants vanished from her body. Then her shoes. That cheeky horrid daemon was doing his worst to make life difficult for her, right after she showed a bit of back bone. The little tubby dragon was picked up by the tail and tossed into some sort of magical cage. When the bandits saw the Elf’s sexy legs, all of them started to wolf whistle, a few made cat calls. Nip was dying of embarrassment, and the daemon was pulling out all the stops. Nip gave the daemon a good shove and said “Lengthen!” Just to get him out of her fighting space. “If I am going to fight, I don’t want you close to me!” She snarled at the daemon. The bandits were now looking at each other for who was going to take her on. “You heard the daemon. Riches galore if you kill me. Come on, ya pansies. Do your worst to the Elf with no pants.” One of the lucky bandits to survive the fall got to his feet and pulled out a dagger, tossing it from hand to hand. Fancy tricks and what not to show he was skilled. Nip reached round and extracted her shield from her back. She held it with her left hand before her as the bandit made a run at her. He tripped on a root in the ground, and as he threw the dagger, the Elf deflected it with the shield, only to then dong the Bandit on the head with the shield, knocking him out. “Next!” Nip roared her courage swelling. “Come on!” <3>

IceTe3a: ‘Lengthen’ she shoves him back as he rolls his eyes he sits down as he looks at the dragon with a smirk “Perhaps one day I’ll show you true power, you may like it and turn” he chuckled as he looked at Nip and laughed at her lack of clothing “Oh, you ain’t getting your clothing back either!” he couldn’t stop laughing as he watched another bandit go down, he sighs and shakes his head “How about you surround her, and attack from all sides.. Idiots” as he glances down to the baby dragon “Would you kill her for me?” he chuckled as he looked back to nip, she wasn’t this skilled she was either very lucky or the bandits were very unskilled, he would never give her a rest about how unskilled she was with fighting, as he watched her onslaught on the bandits, she did make it look like she had some skills, perhaps the sword and shield had something to do with that? They were magical after all. “Crush her under your foot like a bug!! And keep her there!!” he chuckles and claps.

CharlotteCarrendar: – The bandits by now were either exhausted, injured, knocked out or dead. A few were bent over, their hands on their knees. One of them even started to think that this whole test to kill the Elf for riches was a lie. The daemon was clearly enjoying the spectacle so much he was laughing and clapping. This was when the leader cottoned on. “Oi….Daemon. If you are so wealthy and all powerful –can make her clothes vanish, why can’t you kill her yourself?” This brought a rousing series of calls from a few of the other bandits. The dragon kept hissing angrily at the daemon from within the cage, and he was not taking the bait from the wily daemon. He knew in his short life just what the daemon did to those around him. He didn’t care for anyone or anything. Especially the Elf. Nip was struggling to keep her breath as she stayed in the defensive fight stance. “Come on…fight me!” It was clear that both sides were getting exhausted. <3>

IceTe3a: He arched a brow as they had called him out, he shook his head and sighed “Because she has me bound to her, She did it while I was sleeping, now I can’t kill her” his hues turned pitch black suddenly all the bandits even the dead ones exploded instantly all except the leader, blood and guts went flying all over the forest as once again it started to rain down blood of his fallen victims “Oh but you… You I can kill” he smirked as he remained seated, he didn’t even move a muscle his hues just changed colour and they all exploded, the leader of the bandits would be covered in his fallen comrades blood “Now… Finish the job and kill her” he sighed as his hues went back to his naturally piercing green colour “I’m surprised you’ve lasted this long Nip, you look like you’ve had it though” he chuckled and threw a small pebble at her direction.

CharlotteCarrendar:- A massive explosion erupted as the bodies of all the Bandit leader’s followers blew up, showering the man in their blood and entrails. It was a truly sickening sight. The ground was soaked in blood that oozed into the ground making it wet under foot. This truly scared the bandit leader out of his mind. Ice threatened the leader again, saying he could kill him too – but he wanted the Elf dead. This meant a final standoff. There would be no reward of riches that was for sure. Not like he had promised the female bandit earlier. Ice also knew the elf was tiring. It was clear from the way in which she was holding herself up. There was a tremor in her hand, the right that contained her sword. The pebble bounced off the Elf’s leg and clattered to the ground as the Bandit unsheathed his sword again. He started to crab walk to the left, spinning his sword as he did so. You could hear the whistle of the blade cutting through the air. Nip threw her shield on the ground, and went into a mirror move to that of the bandit leader. This was the moment the Bandit had waited for, and he rushed the Elf, his sword raised up over his head to cut her right down through the top of her head. Nip gripped her sword end and held it horizontally to block the downward force of the sword attack, the two blades connecting once again. There was the loud clash of steel, and Nip fell to one knee as the bandit used his body wait to push her to the ground. He looked to have her on the ropes, as the Elf struggled to keep him from dislodging the sword from her hands. “You will die..ELF!” the bandit leader roared, stepping back and then drawing his sword up, to go for a slash to cut off her head. Nip dropped lower and rolled out of the way, and in doing this the chain became something like a trip wire as he chased her, causing him to fall forward as he loses his balance. Nip quickly jumps to her feet and using the extra length of chain, winds it around the bandit’s head screaming “Shorten!” This would cause the bandit to be asphyxiated by the very chain that bound Nip and the Daemon together. The bandit struggled for breath, but would soon lose his fight – the life leaving his eyes as he stared out soullessly at the scene. All were dead, and the Elf collapsed to the ground exhausted. She rested her forehead to her blooded sword, as the forest fell silent. <3>

IceTe3a: He watches as nip uses the chain to choke the bandit leader, his face changing color as he started to gasp for air, after a short while his body went limp and that was the end of the last bandit. He sighed as he shook his head, clicking his finger the cage disappeared as the dragon was free to wander around. “Pathetic, these so called bandits of your world” he was impressed by her quick thinking to use the chain but she still showed more or less lack of any skills with a sword. He watched as she laid down in the blood soaked grass with only a top on. “You realize you are covered in blood and guts and only wearing a top? With no water or bath to clean yourself and the nearest town at least 2 days walk you’re gonna be stinky and half naked for awhile” he chuckled as he laid down on his back, was there no escape from this female? The wind picked up as it rolled against the grass, buffering his hair as it flowed freely in the winds, he remained silent for a while knowing all well that Nip was going to try and tell him off for what he had just done earlier, no doubt she was going to change him into something more useful to her needs as punishment. ‘I really need to think of a way to stop that’ he thought to himself, he needed to hatch a deal with her to take some of that power she had over him from her. He knew that would be no easy feat, she was stubborn and she was childlike showing no maturity as an adult, she was to.. nice and happy, just like a child. The blood rain finally stopped as the animals started to make their noises once more. Obviously the forest was now clear of any bandits, it was a shame that female bandit didn’t kill her, she looked like she could have been some fun for awhile. A smirk came upon his face as he arched a brow, he glanced over to her “So, what now. Apart from being covered in blood, stinky and half naked?”

CharlotteCarrendar:- The Elf pushed herself up onto her feet slowly. The daemon all too ready to inform her that a good bath was at least two days walk away, and that with her covered in blood, guts and having no pants, she would not only be a poor sight, but nasty on the nose. The little dragon was happily out of the cage and lolling about, unaware of his Mistress’s misfortune. Nip wanted to blow up on the daemon, but in all honesty she was simply too tired. Picking up her shield, she strapped it to her back, and barefooted she started to make her way on the trek again. Her silence for now was in a way an act of defiance. She would not entertain or humour him with a childish outburst, instead acting dignified and carrying on, even without pants. Nip could have turned him into a hot bath, but the very idea of using him like that, even if it was to cleanse her made her blood run cold. The dragon saw she had started off again, and chased on after the Elf. Needless to say the chain would end up pulling the daemon with her. So for now, the nightmare continued, until Nip could find a way to free herself from the cursed collar of Ice. <3>