Monster Hunted: The Monster Girl Rebellion

[Reaver]

Yasker laughed loudly and gave his zombie a pat on the head. Humans were so quick to look for another way out besides direct confrontation. "Oh?! You'll spare me now? Well that just seems like too good of an offer to resist." He left his zombie where she was, walking over to the two children's corpses. He dragged both of them by their legs to the back door, smiling with evil intent. He kicked the door open, quickly assessing the situation outside before tossing the dead children outside and shutting the door. "If you guys still want to talk, I can show you what I did to one of your elderly! Or you can stop being cowardly shits and actually fight for your families. After all it was me that burned down most of your village and stole your women. Next time i'm going to steal your lovely daughters and make those virgins squeal before selling them to a succubus. NOW STOP BEING COWARDS AND FACE THE VERY MONSTER THAT RUINED YOU VILLAGE!"

He walked back to the center of the church, snapping for his zombie to follow him. "Creature, push the pews against the walls. When they come through I don't want their clumsy bodies tripping over pews before I kill them. After you finish that then I want you to stand in a corner or something. I don't have any other use for you yet." Yasker stared down the front doors while giving occasional looks to the back door. He stretched his arms, loosening the muscles as he waited for the humans to enter the church. It was quite ironic how he was going to murder people in a place of sanctuary before sending them to their god.

[daxtinator396]

Steve moved in behind Fuchsia and guarded the rear as the stood almost back to back with Priscilla in the middle,"That's right Priscilla. We are just going to keep moving and be fine.... Blaire... now would be a great time to help out... Fuchsia let's keep moving forward. If we don't make any aggressive moves towards them they may just let us pass..." He said hopefully and very unnerved by their cold eyes... like icy spheres staring straight through him.

[Noosie]

Vigdis' grin falters when she loses her orientation, a twinge of fear passing behind her pitiless dead eyes as she realizes that she may have underestimated the length of this fall. That, or her victim is slightly more powerful than she'd expected. Either way, it's her own fault for taking such a risk. Maybe she'll get some peace, if this kills her. Not for long given that her phylactery is probably still intact, but a rest from the world of the living could be nice. She sees the glimmer of gold and a monstrous maw, a plume of flame rising to swallow the pair like hell had finally decided to claim the two undead women. Then it hits her.

When she returns to consciousness it remains unclear what hit her, but the ground is among the more likely suspects. Vigdis does a quick self-assessment, checking for any debilitating injuries or bindings as she turns to take stock of her situation. She didn't feel like she'd become the extra-toasty variety of undead, but in this light it wasn't entirely clear. What is clear is that she seems to be in a dragon's lair, intact if a bit bruised, and someone even had the courtesy to give her a place to rest. The mild adrenaline high was probably contributing to her sense of well-being towards her possible captors, but experiencing one at all after so long is definitely worth the price. That she hadn't managed to destroy the other lich was notable, but there hadn't been much chance of that without tracking down her phylactery first. And haughty elf or no, another lich is probably one of the only familiar faces she'll still be seeing in a few hundred years.

Ah. Right. She probably shouldn't have abandoned those elementalists to the tender mercies of a recently unbound horde of zombies. But, whatever. They're only a couple of humans after all, without the strength of will to achieve power of their own. Worse came to worse and they got taken down, the zombie-girls weren't likely to do anything to her phylactery. Lesser undead don't have much attention to spare for anything not controlling them or without a dick. After spending all of a second thinking about the fate of her erstwhile comrades, Vigdis checks for her Grimoire Tantra. May as well study it while she waited for her hosts to awake.

[Goryokaku]

Kal looked up at him she was impressed and somewhat pissed off with this guard all at the same time, "Let me get this straight you want me to go back to my home, that was in the part of the village that burned down? or do you want me to go to the church where apparantly everyone was fleeing out of in fear of being killed?" She wondered how intelligent the guard was sure she could go into the burnt part of the village she could keep up the masquerade for 10 hours, it would let her easily find an orphan girl too. But then the man was asking what looked to him to be a perfectly normal human girl to walk all the way back to what could possibly be a death trap.

"So you want me to go back to where i have no home or protection? sure why not I'm sure it will stay warm all night with no shelter to protect me from the wind and rain and cold. If i'm lucky what ever is in the church might possibly kill me first that why i don't need to worry about the fact a guard told me i had to stay here and die due to him being an idiot." Kal was on a roll now in full rant mode about nothing because she wasn't actually in any danger but this guard was going to feel the fury of her words.

[Wingblade]

With the way things were looking she was surprised that the whole thing worked as well as it did, she knew she wanted to get them caught and all but she wasn't sure exactly what she waned to do with them after she had caught them, she shook her head as she didn't want to snack on them just yet she was on a mission and that was what they had to do. She did however walk over and with the gloves take what string she had left and glared right at him, She plastered the middle guys mouth shut. "SHUT THE HELL UP!" She exclaimed as she looked back to the other two she hated when people talked to try to rile up others but were just spouting non-sense, That was non-sense to her.

[berserkerhorn]

Monica laughs as Wing splatters her webbing around the center guy's mouth. "Like the cat girl says. Shush" Monica says picking them up and bringing them face to face slowly applying the web to hear the last words of the last two before their mouths were sealed for good. She giggles after their mouths were sealed. "So...eeeneee meeennneee mineeyyyyy moe" she says ripping a small hole where the men's pant zippers were. she unzips all of them and gently takes out the small surprise behind each zipper. She slowly erects all of the cocks. "Catch a tiger... by it's... toe" she says giving the cocks a 10 gently strokes each "If he hollers let him go" she says looking at all three unable to make noise. "You are... it" she says pointing to the guy in the center. She lowers herself towards the ground and slowly crawls her way towards the guy on her front arms. All the while her exoskeleton reveals her more human parts. "Well... you're lucky... i'm old enough to control when i get pregnant" she says licking the man teasingly on the neck.

[Cookies]

Priscilla was panting at this point, terrified by the presence of so many malicious being surrounding the three of you. Another thunderclap pierced the sky and a second later a second lighting bolt illuminated the sky. A roaring smack not unlike the thunderclap echoed from the other side of the hill; by the looks of it the lightning bolt had hit something. Or someone. A depressing thoughts in a depressing situation. But in that moment of illumination you can see the undead, creatures, hungry as they are, but they can also see you. As an expeditionary force, one of them breaks away from the pack. Her hungry blue eyes are the only thing visible until she creeps out of the underbrush, at which you can see that she's covered in blood and wearing rags. But the most frightening thing about her is her half-opened mouth, filled with razor sharp jagged teeth and dripping with blood. At this sight Priscilla eeped and tried to hide away behind the backs of Fuschsia and Steve, but this only attracted the creatures attention. With a soft curl the ghoul turns her head towards Priscilla and shuffles closer. She was sniffing the air for some reason, and had a wolfish grin on her face.
The ghoul twitched and suddenly looked around confused. And again, she twitched. Then, Priscilla got hit square on the forehead by a raindrop. She shuddered. Slowly but surely, rain started to pour out of those dark clouds hanging overhead, rain that seemingly made the ghoul quite agitated and distracted, for the moment at least.



It didn't take long for those dark clouds to break above starhill burrow. The three sleeping figures were sound asleep under an open sky and thus it would come to no surprise that they started twitching and fidgeting, even clawing at the clouds in their sleep to make the rain stop. But it was inevitable, the rain kept coming and their sleep was rudely interrupted.
With a yawn, a growl and a muffled moan as she stretched, the big dragon lady was the first to wake up. She looked around confused before her memory cut up to her. She smiled faintly and nodded in your general direction, before getting to her feet. She looked up at the clouds and inhaled sharply, before muttering some... tantrum? You were unable to understand the words but whatever she was saying her words were practically radiating a sence of power. And indeed, soon enough the rain magically stopped falling in the burrow, but grew only heavier in intention at the surface.

“A good day to you, my friend” the dragon lady then spoke, looking at you. At her voice the small dragon girl and the elf awoke as well, but chose to remain silent. The dragon lady, wearing garments of easter design and with quite the distinguished look about her, introduced herself as Meifeng. “And this ominous resort is our home. Feel welcome” She smiled, before nodding at her smaller companion. “This is Jiaying. She is my friend in lonely times and a student, time willing. I am afraid she's born without the ability to speak common, but I can translate for her”
Jiaying bowed, before looking at the elf expectantly. The elf in turn coughed and greeted “My pardons, I wished not disturb your privacy. I thank you for saving us both, and I am pleased to make your acquaintance. My name is Chartreuse, a loyal servant of the daughter of the demon lord. I also would like to apologize for... losing my head, when you saved us.”
The dragon laughed and whisked the comment away with a fling of her wrist, before looking at you. “And you, my dear girl...? You are different from those poor souls walking about this place, are you not? Have you fought the doomed battle, or are you a soul who more recently has taken up residence in this graveyard?”




The three men were silenced, one of them silenced more by Wing's outburst then anything. The guy in the middle, the hot-blooded one, was rewarded for him being feisty not with his freedom but by the sight of Monica, teasing and crawling on to him like some sort of cat in heat. Or a spider, in this case. He swallowed once, twice, forgetting about his previous predicament and captivated by the curves and otherwise lewd display in front of him. The other two stop their struggling as well, be it with less conviction.
Meanwhile, Raze was looking up at the sky and the dark clouds gathering. “I think it will start raining soon” She muttered at nobody in particular, “Perhaps we should return with our spoils... or take refuge in the cabin”




With the pews rather crudely shoved to the side, your zombie makes way for the corner to gloat and glare at the unfolding scene.
With the doors leading to the back safely closed (and ignoring the screams when the women there found the two dead bodies being flung outside), there was nothing for Yasker to do but wait. Luckily, he didn't have to wait for long. One of the local residents seemed to be brave enough to burst through the set of heavy double doors, axe in hand, and roared at Yasker's visage “You monster! We'll get you for this!”
Quickly following this audacious, well-muscled man were several others like him. Wearing flannel vests and carrying about axes big enough to fell even the biggest of trees, they made for quite the imposing sight. Even worse, two of them seemed to be holding some sort of rusty flintlock pistol device. With a dozen angry lumberjacks and two experimentally equipped guards, your chances seem rather pale. What do you do, before they come charging and cut you to eenie weenie little pieces?



The guard scoffed, and jumped off the two and half meter high town wall with a grace that said he'd done so many times before. With a simple kick of his boot he closed the gates, after which he looked at you once again. “Nobody's going anywhere” He said matter-of-factly, “And certainly not some snotnosed, high-horse brat like you. You're not from around here, are you? Because then you'd know to listen to your elders, especially when they're at the gates. Now turn around missy and seek shelter in the church or at your neighbours. There is something foul in the air, and I'm not too keen on having you disrupt my guardening. Now shoo! Before I send you off with a spanking!”



Veronique huffed at yet another try of Tanya's to invade in her personal life, and scoffed. “I don't know you well enough to speak to you about such things” She said simply, before Tanya jumped on her back. She gasped and whinnied, even bucking like a bull when the little imp clasped herself around her midsection. “What are you doing!” She screamed, especially so when she felt something brushing against her breasts. By now she was infuriated, and held no regard for her own apparel as she reached behind her and yanked on your ankle hard enough to pull you off her- along with a piece of her garments.
“HOW DARE YOU!” She screeched like a banshee, barely containing herself from screwing you on her horn as she held you as close to her face as possible. “How dare you!” She screamed again, before tossing you on the ground. She stepped in place to express her emotion as she growled “Never, NEVER in my life have I been disgraced so! Imp! Demon! Harlot! I will not allow you to transgress my vows in such a way! Keep your corruption to yourself, soulless creature, for I have lost my patience! I will return home, and I hope to never make your acquaintance again! So long!”
And with that, the angry unicorn made her leave. She picked up Nel and tucked her in her arms, before galloping off back towards the castle.
A thunderclap roared through the sky, before those dark clouds softly started dripping rain. A cold, wet wind blew the unicorn's ruined skirt around your wings. The light green rose adorning the cloth quickly lost its petals in the wind.






"My dearest, most revered heroes, I bid you a good day. Do not be alarmed, I speak to you through telepathic ways. Firstly, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Sincerella, one of the residents of the Monster castle. I am intruding in such a way to inform you that The Lady, the so called 'leader of the rebellion' is in fact fooling you. She she refused to admit her true intentions, even to her most trusted advisers, but I have learned the truth.
In the castle are at present three different ulterior motives. For one, The Lady wants to create some sort of leverage she can use when negotiating with the humans. For in her mind the only way of survival is co-existence, but the humans are not trustworthy. Arrangements have been made before, but humans are quick to forget alliances their grand-fathers or even their fathers have made. No, co-existence would be the downfall of this last bastion of hope.
Secondly, the daughter of the demon lord. Although not physically present, her emissary is already hard at work to spread her corruption, something you have in fact helped shape. The human Raze for instance, is not what she seems. But there is more then one way to corrupt a castle, and not all paths have been revealed to me. What is clear however, is that the demon princess wishes to recruit all of us in a massive army to conquer the humans, and to create a second demon realm where we and humans alike will be their slaves. The demon world is in no threat of the humans, even thought they make it sound like it. Instead, they see this world as nothing more then a possible colony and a source of easy slaves.
Between these two, co-existence and subjugation I seek to find a path in between. Instead of submitting to either the humans or the demons, I aim to create a safe haven for our own kind without external interference. A place of solitude, where we as a species can lick our wounds and bolster our numbers. For we are not ready to take on the might of the human armies, nor the ironclad fist of the demon hordes.
I beg of you, seek me out. I have encrypted these words in such a way that you will be unable to speak of it to another person for both our safety, but alone that will not suffice. I reside in the castle, but hidden deep in its catacombs. Only the Duchess knows how to find me. Seek me out should you find yourself like-minded, and ask the Duchess for directions. A good day to you, heroes. May your paths be safe and your actions fruitful."

[Zender_Solarheart]

Just as Rick's about to draw up some improvised battle plans, a telepathic voice contacts him...and talks of a conspiracy. Granted, when a succubus representative of the demon world is involved, one usually expects some ulterior motives, and back-stabbing in the name of total conquest isn't really far-fetched for them. Still, this is rather distressing...especially since he needs to get back to the castle in one piece before he can do anything about it...and he's still weighed down...

"...fuck it. She's a traitor as it is..."

Deciding that Vigdis earned this fate, Rick throws her scroll case forward, using it as a brief window of distraction, in which he follows it up with a Gust blast at point-blank range. He then uses more point-blank Gusts to keep the undead at bay, while he desperately searches for a way out. He hasn't seen hide nor hair nor snowflake of that ice man from earlier, and considering the hordes they have to deal with thanks to that traitor, he might already be dead. With any luck, he'll run into someone else from the castle that he can buddy up with; the chances of him and Auri breaking out on their own are growing increasingly less promising...

[Reaver]

Yasker laughs as the telepathic voice informs him of all the developments. He already knew that the demons only wanted the land for themselves, but what role Raze was going to play in that, he needed to know. The information about The Lady wanting to broker peace was a little surprising. However none of that mattered to Yasker, he'd throw his lot in with however could help him regain his castle.

His thoughts were interrupted by one of the humans finally growing a spine and charging in, closely being followed by 13 others. "So you finally found where your balls were! Strike down the cursed monster and reclaim your church." He assumed in their rush to attack him they hadn't noticed the zombie in the corner. He signaled it to attack them from behind while he kept their attention up front. He didn't care what the end result would because blood would flow regardless. As the humans began to close the distance Yasker threw one of his swords at the loudmouth lumberjack's chest. The odds would still be against him but he had plenty of other cards to play. He pulled out the small bottle of the mysterious bones, now just bone dust. It was infinitely easier to carry a small flask full of the bone dust instead of the actual bones since they tended to be quite cumbersome. Now he put it to use as he channeled power into the bottle before smashing on the ground to summon a skeleton. He let it rise in front of him as he took a few steps back with his sword ready. "Its never too late to have peace, gentlemen! Killing me is only going to attract more monsters to your town. I on the other hand only want a wagon and a tribute of 10 women and 2 children, preferably one girl with blonde hair. In return I can guarantee that no monster will attack your village for two decades. Think it other before permanent blood is spilled. And before you take the "Monsters always lie and swindle route" could you really think about passing up this offer? Half your village is burnt and most of your people are missing or hiding in fear. Give them this chance, this chance to rebuild and live in harmony for at least two decades. I am truly not the worst monster out here." He was exceedingly curious to see what their response would be. Weither they would decline outright or actually mull the idea over. Humans were such a curiosity with their random emotions and the lengths they would go for survival.

[Goryokaku]

Kal sighed the Guard was an idiot who wanted to condemn anyone in the village to death if they didn't have a home, "Fine, Fine I'll head back into town and just wait out the night and die due to no shelter or the strange monster in the village, when you find my body tomorrow please remember that it was you who condemned me to this fate" Kal turned around and walked back into the town she made her way to the burned down section of the town, she figured she might as well look around somewhat. She could at least find out if there were any orphans due to her fire, from earlier, she did sigh somewhat again that guard had pissed her off. She wondered if she should burn him later.

[Gorbaz]

"I would suggest we move forward" Fuchsia said as she slowly started to make her way forward, furthur up the hill. The rain drops hitting her leaves and drained into her central sac, the water slowly feeding her as it mixed with her own sap. She didn't make any effort to cover herself as the rain became heaveir, her hair becoming quite damp, and rivers of water forming down her naked body. Her skin was tingling with every splatter that landed, signalling to her that she was wll on her way to being fully aroused and, when that happened, she probably wouldn't be able to restrain herself. Her vined that trained behind her remained wrapped around Priss, doing her best to protect the girl. Should anyone attack, she would do what she always did - weather the attacks, and strike back when the enemy was weakest. Oh, and probably take her adopted catgirl friend inside her bud for added protection

[dragonmaster121989]

After pissing off her guide Tanya is left with no choice other then to work with her two I'm followers and look around in the open areas of the forest. " ok ladies we need to fan out and check the open areas of the forest. From what I understand these were-sheep like open areas where they can be seen and see predators and avoid them. So get moving ladies we have work to do! " with instructions already given Tanya has a slight feeling power from bossing her two imps around Tanya briefly smiles as she flies off into the forest in hopes of finding the girls quickly.

[Noosie]

Vigdis all but swears aloud when the rain begins to fall, making note of the page she's on before stashing the grimoire away from the wet. Her hosts seem to be at least as bothered by it as she is, if for different reasons. Other than the danger to her precious book, the hanged woman always enjoyed the feeling of raindrops on her skin back when she was alive. There was something wonderful about that refreshing chill that came with the raindrops, and rainstorms were among the few times she could relax outside, safe in the knowledge that she wouldn't be interrupted.

The smile on the lich's face is almost beatific, her eyes closed in enjoyment as cold water runs over her cold dead flesh. She barely notices when the dragoness speaks words of power, or when the downpour comes to an abrupt halt, so lost is she in her precious moment of solace.

It takes less than a second for her visage to return to a slack mask when the dragon addresses her. Vigdis rises slowly to a sitting position, and turns to regard her hostess with her usual bleak expression.

"I am Vigdis. It's a pleasure to meet you, Meifeng. I appreciate your hospitality, especially given the way we dropped in without announcing ourselves. I neither died here nor arose here, but rather came with two companions and their humans. They may worry if I'm gone for too long, though. The Dullahan and I managed to fall off the stairs."

[Wingblade]

Wing wasn't wanting to do anything of the such but she sat back and let the spider do what she wanted she looked around the area making sure nothing else was around they missed and with the coming rain that the nun had mentioned she sighed and look over toward monica. "Oi... we should move back toward the castle... Its the last thing we need to get caught in, i am not gonig ot get mad if i get wet but its better to not in the first place." She said as she looked back over toward the Nun and sighed, "Well I think we should get back toward the castle there is something i need to do once we are back."

She thing took into the words that were said to her through the mind conversation and started to think on what was going on, two factions trying ot control the route of all those in the area and then on top of that both were for enslaving. She wasn't about to be a slave to anyone she would rot and die before that ever happened. She knew that she had to do something so she was going to take the chance and go to this unknown voice. Nothing will make piece with the humans nor will the demons give them any respite so those that truly want to be freed from the human's tyranny need to take it into their own hands.

[Cookies]

Surrounded by undead of all sorts, hungry for meat and man, it was a wonder Rick managed to keep his cool as much as he did. He tossed the scroll case in the wall of grabbing arms in front of him, keeping the phalanx preoccupied as he jumps over those undead damsels. To be safe, as well as giving them a bit of a finger, he blasts them onto their face with a quick Gust blast. It took some of his stamina, but at least now he was sure nobody was coming after him. The road ahead of him lead past the cemetary and down the hill- to safety. A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and a split-second later a thunderclap rolled down the hill. It was loud enough to make his blood thump in his ears at the rythm of his beating heart, and he almost rolled down the hill as a shockwave hit him in the back much like the one he fired at the undead behind him. He was clever enough to roll with the punches, and as such sped down the hill just barely managing to stay on his feet. Because of this he was kept safe of those hungry soulless creatures trying to pounce on him, until they receded back into the forest.

Meanwhile, the group of three below the hill swallowed and quickly moved on as the ghoul howled and screached and retreated back under the canopy of trees. Still dazed about making it out of that encounter alive, they followed the road into a corner- and bumped straight into Rick. Or more importantly, some blur sped into them as it came round the corner, skipping on the mud, and practically tore away Fuchsia as he lost control over his own two feet. Priscilla and Steve would be found staring as Fuchsia was pulled along in Rick's fall as they stumped through the bushes and past the treeline. With a thud, Rick would come to a halt against the solid bark of a tree, soon followed by Fuchsia who fell on top of him. Dazed both, though lucky to be alive, it would be Fuchsia who first became of the shock as a milky white flower petal would land on her nose. It was the special flower they sought, for sure!

However, something was wrong. This flower petal, how innocent and fragile it might seem, was overflowing with demonic energy pumped into it by the Dullahan- demonic energy that had no difficulty wrapping its corruptive aura around the nose of a similar plant-like being- Fuchsia! Oh no!



“Fall off the stairs. Quite like that” The Dullahan, Chartreuse, blushed. “My undead friend is right, we really shouldn't intrude any more then we have already done. I'm sure there's-
“Do not be silly, my dear.” Meifeng interrupted her. With a flick of her wrist she closed shut Chartreuse's mouth and started pacing back and forth. With her hands wrapped behind her back, she summed up; “You are a stranger here, yet you seek out the tombs of old. And you, demon, I have felt your presence up top for quite some time. Something is gathering, and it isn't the storm that has just arrived... No, it feels more permanent, more... decisive. The humans are marching again, are they not? Or perhaps the creatures of these lands are marching against them instead? It matters not, the results will be the same. Another hill like this will have to be dug, and the land will once more be scarred for eternity....”

For quite some time Meiling remained quiet, quiet enough for you to be able to hear a sniff coming from Jiaying at any rate. “T'is a sad thing, this” She softly continued, walking over to her winged disciple and patting her for comfort. “But it has been so since time immemorial. A thing the humans seem to be winning at every turn it would seem, as well. I'm afraid this battle will prove final, or at least the next one will. My young friend and I can help you back on your way, but this war is not ours to fight...”
“Perhaps... Perhaps there is something else you can do for us...?” Chartreuse asked softly, looking about. And indeed, in the soft smouldering glow of the campfire a multitude of tombstones could be seen, sarcophagus' and coffins of royalty, kings and queens of old. “Would we impose too much if we'd ask for a few of your gone companions to bolster our ranks instead..?”
Before the draconian lady could answer however, the Dullahan nodded at you and asked expectantly; “Vigdis..?”


Raze nodded and already began untying two of the three men as spoils of war for them to take with. She tied their hands behind their backs and gave one of the captives to wing, before pushing the other male onto his feet and towards the castle. He forgot to struggle and simply marched, in fear of the rain. In fear of the spider lady. In fear of whatever it was that lay waiting for him in the near future. Raze expected Wing to follow suit soon enough, and for Monica, well... she could always catch up to them when she was done. “Let us depart, feline friend” Raze said while eyeing the skies. “Those clouds won't spare us for long it doesn't seem, and the way back is longer then I'd like”




A lumberjack sunk to his knees as one of Yasker's swords dug deep into his thigh, and two of them were jumped by his undead minion and as such were taken out of the fight. And once again, Yasker was civilized and well-mannered enough to hold a monologue before battle. But ten angry, furious, blood-crazed lumberjacks armed with axes and a single flintlock pistol had no ears for such flamboyancy. Yasker then, in high hopes to put up a worthy fight, tried summoning the bones grinded down into dust contained in his little bottle, but it was too late. He needed more time, more energy to pull off such a high-level summoning, and this was neither the time nor the place to do so. Within seconds the lumberjacks were in his face, and even though one sword remained in his grasp there was no hope of parrying six, seven axes at once. After a mighty struggle to keep his life he finally would suffer a fatal wound in his arm which made him drop his guard- and at that sign of weakness the man with the flintlock pistol did indeed shot him in the head.
From the other side of the room, yasker could hear how his first undead minion was slain, her growls and screaches guiding him as his body slumped to the floor. Like a string then, pulling a fish out of the strong river current, he could feel something tugging at his soul. It slipped out of his mortal body and seeped through the church' window, passed the newly erected town's electrified walls and back towards that solemn creature.
With a muffled pop, his world was reduced to nothing but a hazy view of snow and ice. A soft 'cachang' every second reminded him of something he had heard before, and slowly it dawned upon him. He was back with the Tanuki, with her rickety cart with various bits and bobs strapped to it. The horse, a typical human creature, pulled the cart slowly up on a road that lead into the mountains, which explained the snow.
“Ah, you're back...” The Tanuki chuckled, looking down at the glass phylactery hanging around her neck. “Don't worry, you can speak to me telepathically. So tell me, did you find my orb?”



Where her sudden craving for orphans and young girls came from would forever be a mystery, but what happened behind the young wolf girl was far less mysterious. With a sound of jittering and screetching, a wall of lightning was erected using some sort of human technology. It would seem the guard at the gate in fact had just finished installing some sort of machine on top of the gates, and now activated the man-made marvel; a wall of electricity surrounding the entire village, build on top of the existing stone wall. Together they would make for an intimidating sight- an impenetrable bulwark of at least four paces in height.

But that was of later concern. Right now Kal moved to the burned down section of the town where, gruesome enough, the houses were reduced to ash and furniture was piled up high on the streets in hopes of saving what these people had bought in their years. Dolls and wooden swords lie scattered amongst the wreckage, but there was no sign of any living soul nearby. It would prove that indeed most children and their caretakers had fled to the church' grounds where they would be relatively safe during the night.

It was at that time however, that a soft tapping could be heard on the streets. Louder and louder it became, until the rain was fully drenching anything it could reach. Fires were quickly put out and the sounds of hissing embers could be heard everywhere, as well as a soon following cheer of victory among the townsfolk. This could prove an opportunity as well for Kal. In the rain a heavy cloak would seem less out of the ordinary, and no respectable elder would leave their kids in the church grounds, without a roof over their heads.



Flying over the forests and aided with her two aides, she had little trouble finding flat grassland and even less so finding the herd of sheep. She skies were heavy with rain and it would prove difficult to remain airborn with her clothes heavy with water and her wings fighting the rain, but ultimately she made it. The sheep were left in a big cage and there was no sign of any human caretaker, probably due to this heavy rainfall. A thunderclap roared across the plains, coming from the hill to the west, and a lightning bolt pierced the sky- revealing a multitude of frightened faces. The sheep pen, big enough to act like a barn, held at least two dozen sheep-like girls of various sizes and ages, all huddled together in the coming storm. They looked at you sheepishly as you land in front of the open door and walk in, soaked in water but otherwise making quite the entry for yourself. Your two helpers land next to you and vanish into your summoning stone quickly, leaving you alone with these frightened little mice. Nobody speaks a word, but their big, scared eyes tell tales of what they think of you.

[Gorbaz]

Fuchsia let out a cry as Rick barreled into her and, due to his speed, pulled her along and down hill. She wrapped herself up as she tumbled, trying to avoid damaging herself as she stumbled and tumbled down, eventually slamming into the Elementalist and unravelling on top of him. She groaned, feeling the softness of flesh beneath her rather that the toughness of bark and, almost instantly, her virul lust flared up in her stunned mind, her tendrils moving of their own accord to caress his body. Then, the petal landed on her nose, and her eyes went wide. It was what they had come for, but no longer whole, but there was something else... a strange tingling running through her body which she recognised as being demonic in nature, the same that clung to their castle home only much more potent! She felt it melt into her form and let out a scream as she writhed on the ground, rolling off of Rick as the magic ravaged her body, her liquids leaking out even as her leaves grew more and more pale, streaks of white starting at the tips of her hair, and her flesh loosing it's tint and becoming more sensative...

[dragonmaster121989]

After landing and getting out of the storm Tanya looks around the barn trying to figure out what to do when the lightning strikes and the faces of the weresheep become visible. " ok ladies I'm here to save you from those people that are holding you captive here. They don't really love you or care about you because if they did why would they leave you all alone out here in this draftee barn while they hide away in their warm houses. So I want to take you away to a castle full of other monster girls where you will be safe and cared for. We will even shave you and give you men to play with if you so desire it! looking around the barn again this time for something to make this trek a little more simple and maybe remove the tired look from their eyes while giving them courage at the same time. Spotting a pair of sheers Tanya gets an idea as a wicked grin spreads across her face. " ladies how do you feel about a hair cut? I'm sure that stuff is no fun when it gets wet and we need to get moving while your slave drivers are away! " fluttering her wings a little bit Tanya hovers up to the sheers and plucks them off the wall, with the sheers in hand Tanya lands infront of the sheep girls. "ok ladies who's first? And don't worry I'm not going to hurt you but this storm is the perfect cover to get you ladies out of here and safe. "

[Zender_Solarheart]

Vicious hordes of the living dead all around him, Rick can't dare to look anywhere but straight ahead. If he keeps pushing forward, he'll escape this life-forsaken place sooner or later. Gotta keep moving, gotta keep moving! *KRA-KOW!!* A loud, violent thundercrack pierces the air, the sheer force of its sound alone sending his ears into a ringing frenzy, though he somehow manages to keep his balance despite that. Judging by the shockwave smacking him right in the back, it could be assumed that the lightning in question was fairly close...perhaps even close enough to strike him, had he not been moving at a breakneck pace already. Spurring him onward, however, he can see the lines of hungry lumbering corpses beginning to thin, suggesting he's nearly out of this mess. "Just...a little...further...!" He mumbles out loud, wanting to not only lift Auri's spirits, but also encourage his own, striving for that one last push for escape...

...and they made it! "WOOHOO!!!" Rick shouts triumphantly, practically leaping into the air from the sheer, overwhelming joy.

Unfortunately, Rick's initial surge of victorious excitement causes him to forget about his own traction, causing him to trip on an all-too-inconveniently-placed rock. "WHOOOAAAA!! GEEEE-FOOORRRCE IIIN MYYY FAAAAACE!!" He cries out, as he is sent quite literally flying into the air...and then into the arms of Fuchsia...oh, and her cleavage, coincidentally. All manner of confused gibberish spews out of his voice box, as he and the plant-girl uncontrollably toss and tumble for a ways, his back thunking against a tree...and for a moment, he passes out altogether.

A few seconds later, Rick wakes up with a pained groan, feeling an odd caressing sensation along his body. Opening his eyes, he finds the somewhat aroused face of Fuchsia looking back at his own. "Uhhh...ehe...hey, well...this sure is crazy, but-" On the subject of crazy, Rick doesn't even get to finish his sentence before the plant-lady from before is rolling off of him and onto the ground, lost in what appear to be sudden orgasmic spasms. "Well...before anyone asks what I did...lemme just say that I don't know, myself." Rick comments, though currently unaware of Steve and Priscilla over yonder, witnessing this cluster-fuck of events.

[Goryokaku]

Kal sighed somewhat it was a shame she'd had to burn this part of town to help Raze and her congregation escape this miserable town, but her Masquerade was in full bloom now and the sound of cheering made Kal think that it might be safe to head back towards teh church, with the heavy downpour too she could easily see who had lost family and who hadn't it was pretty cruel in the long run. Kal figured but she wasn't going to leave a child to fend for it's self in the end, so she made her way calmly towards the church grounds.

[Gorbaz]

... The fire burned through her veins, the dark magic twisting and changing her body even as it worked with the virus contained within her, making to fly almost out of control. Gritting her teeth, Fuchsia did her best to ride it out, but anyone looking apon her could see her lush greens fading slowly into soft pale whites, the veins of her leaves visible as green patters, and her vines becoming almost toally pure. She sucked in a lungful of air and held it as she forced an orgasmic wave out of her body and into the the ground around her, her pursed lips turning from deep green into luscious crimson, the colour of hot blood, her eyes growing a little paler as the stared upwards into the storm-wracked sky. Eventually her body calmed down as rain splattered across her form and she lay there, panting on her back, her bulb tightly folded against her legs, and her vines languidly coiling around whatever was nearby - including Rick!. But instead of the vibrant green Alruane, there was a pale white one, just as curvey and voluptuous, but with intricate patterning lending her leaves an almost porcelian dress like look. She could feel in the back of her mind that ball of dark magic lingering there, pulling at her as if to say that she had yet to find out the full extent of what had happened. "Oh.... wow" she gasped