Evaerisial IC - The Age of Enlightenment.

[napsii]

Ilia grumbled to herself.

I still don't understand. she thought as she padded across the cool, ancient stones lining the path to the Oracle's Temple. She hated being shut in the dark, be by it riddles or not. Even the Oracle, whose motives had always been closeted to her, had the leniency to be straightforward with his words, but the Knight was... he was an enigma, for all intents and purposes. Like her, his battle prowess and the instruments of war he wielded trespassed on the world's mortal boundaries, but she could never connect with him. His stony looks and silence had always deflected her demands, but it did not matter. He was there to assist her, as the Oracle had decreed. But she did not need a babysitter.

He is hiding something. she declared to herself for the thousandth time. Whether it was the power of mind reading, it did not make a difference -- the questioning look she fired at him as she slowed to a pause at the Temple gates was enough to betray her thoughts. The Temple was truly invincible, much like her. Its enchanted architecture was timeless, and few carried the willpower to trespass on its ground when the inanimate guardian of the 10,000 Steps would stand in their way. But she had never been fond it. The Temple's atmosphere reeked too much of holy reverence and uptight quietude for her to have been comfortable in it. It was a place for monks, thinkers and pilgrims -- not a weapon of war like herself.

But, as her convictions demanded, it was something she'd die to shield from any number of godless armies that might encroach upon it.

She proceeded forward in silence, her boots seeming to sink deeper into the earth with every step toward the Temple doors. She clenched her fist, raising her arm toward the neatly sculpted doors. She touched her palm to them; the fortitude they possessed when they had been part of the earth itself hadn't been lost in the centuries since they'd been built. This was where she had first met the Knight, as well. It was not a happy meeting: she was quick to voice her irritation and flee with great speed down the steps, only to find the Knight standing where she landed, hundreds of feet below.

She pushed down on the doors' stone architecture, causing neon blue to pulse along its seams. They rumbled, and as if guided by invisible hands, slowly retreated back, revealing the Temple's interior...

She stepped in, the blue flame kindled in the heart of her blade seeming to intensify.

[Zender_Solarheart]

Kouga opens the window, allowing the messenger in. After all, that's the only real sensible thing to do here; when someone's dangling from the edge of a window sill, you don't just literally leave them hanging. Whoever this messenger is, he/she should be able to see Kouga clearly by now. The most individually-defining features on his person are his blue trench-coat-like jacket; the slicked-back, tiger-striped hair above his otherwise human-like face; and the katana strapped to his belt, which he affectionately named "Tsubaki." Not that he feels threatened here, or anything; he just never goes anywhere without his trusty blade.

(yeah, not too much to post for this one. )

[Lady Foxy]

The Kingdom Of Zeal:

@Misc Chaos, Lilia Rogue, The Great Wall - Northern Tower.

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The thoughts of taking a rest definitely sent those pleasu- unwanted visions away, the image of Susan waiting sadly on Lilia's own bed, having no clothes at all but hidden below the bed sheets as if waiting for her was the last thing she saw..

After that, Lilia would only feel a faint urge to drink the milk of a certain cowgirl, but directly from it's source, her lips growing a bit dry from such. If she thought too much into it, she'd find herself daydreaming again of suckling one of Susan's tremendously gorgeous and round breasts, her belly pulsing heavily with all that milk being filled into it..

But if she didn't, she'd be able to remember that she could take a day off, the borders being defended by other hundreds of guards and watchmen or women.

@Zender, Kouga Zanbo, Town of Skystar - Local Inn; 'The Flourishing Shrine'.

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That's when Kouga get's fangirlsmoochedonthelips right away, knocked flat onto his back as if all his physical strength had turned into water for a minute, than came back perfectly. There was a lovely and young, pretty blonde fox girl smiling widely at him, blushing furiously as her lips were pressed pretty tightly against his.

She had her arms hugging the back of his neck, her body pressed tightly against him from the fall, him noticing that she only had some kind of sleeping dress on, made of very fine but thin silk. The girl had quite the beautiful and rare fur, even though her curves and cute eyes were what would make Kouga notice that this 'messenger' wasn't her to deliver a quick message.

The girl had one of her knees pressed against his crotch in a provoking way, but that's just how she landed, while her other leg was softly curled around one of his, pulling back only to let their lips make a loud -Smoooch- sound.

The girl gasped and giggled in full joy, rubbing herself a bit against Kouga as she did so to get already more 'closer' to him than she already was. Kouga had a thing for women, or women had a thing for him, or so the rumors said. But his passionate fan girls, oh boy. They had -a need- for him.

She possibly had the idea of marrying him and whatnot, as all of the others dreamed of. But hey, who said that having quite the pretty cute girl launching herself for your arms was wrong? In fact, Kouga should probably laugh now and then.

@Dax and Rooie, Dax Sierra + Sharlini, Town of Skystar; The Elven Fantasy Dress Shop.

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The shop clerk gave a nod as she seemed to have her eyes set upon Dax, looking to his side to examine the Sharlini next to him. They would feel that she wasn't looking at them in a dirty way, since her facial expressions didn't even suggest so.

In fact, she was if their clothes fit them well. After doing a brief moment of research with her eyes, she looked back up into Dax's eyes with a friendly smile before counting the coins within the pouches, taking her time to be careful.

''Okay! You got yourself a deal. I'll cut you a bit of the price, but I can't lower it anymore else than that. Going to cost you just a tad bit past the half of one of these bags, I already counted the coins.'' She said, the coins piled up neatly while the other bags were left there for Dax to take back, since they were his.

@Napsii, Ilia, The Oracle's Mountain - The 10,000 Steps; Gates of the Oracle's Temple.

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'Welcome back', is what you heard within your thoughts, a voice as smooth as water and softer than any cotton pillow you've slept on. The inner structure of the temple was simply not made by any mortal hand, nor a thousand years ago, or recently. It had been made by something, or someone else. Another race or tribe possibly.

The only lights of the temple are the beautiful, never-melting candles hanging from the candle plates merged onto the pillars and walls. At the far end of the temple, there were a short number of steps leading onto a very large statue, depicting a robed being, human in form but lacking any facial features as they were hidden by his hood. His hands were crossed between each other, as in fingers pushed between and so, staying at a position that they were at the height just above his stomach, barely touching the 'cloth' of the robe.

The statue was built out of the same dark stone that the temple was mostly made of, a round circle carved in front of it's feet with some magical 'rune' looking symbols and designs were carved on.

Ilia would know what that circle meant. The exterior of it was surrounded by small pillars, four exactly. Each one contained a round sphere, imbued with the essence of their respective elements. They would grant her the power to communicate directly with the Oracle, or receive gifts or powers from him.

However, she was the fifth element to that circle. If compared to the Yin-Yang, it looked somewhat like it, but not really due to all the magical symbols and the more 'natural' designs to it.

Without her, it wouldn't power up. That's what she knew so far. As the rest of the inner Temple was impressive, the Knight walked past her and began to head for the central chamber.

Ilia would feel that there was something important going on if the Knight had suddenly went in such a rush. The faint light of the old torches could be seen around the hallways, the brotherhood of Elf monks performing their duties since times unknown to other races.

There was a young one, clothed in the dark blue robes that they always kept on them, peeking at Ilia from behind a pillar. It was Leon. He knew Ilia, basically from a few scary glances she had given him. He always seemed so curious when she came by, but not in any way that she would see as 'love-ish'. The young boy looked as if he was seeing almost the Oracle himself.

The temple shook once, very lightly. It meant that Ilia should get going soon, something was going on in the main chamber.

@Sortaix, Sortaix Silent, On the road near the Rikoa Woods.

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There was nothing in common sight as Sortaix's surroundings looked calm. There were trees and bushes around, rocks and the rough trail that the stagecoach had made to get where it currently was. His cover was safe, for the moment.

The ground was covered with fallen leaves besides the other small objects that lay around. Total peace was surrounding him right now, but that obviously would be a trick, wouldn't it?

You spot a faint hint of movement on a tree on your left, the branches hiding any movement with leaves all over the place. Do you risk a shot where you think the origin of the movement is coming from, or do you take it as a sign of distraction?

You'd never know..

The Tribal Lands:

@Alchemist, Rachel Silverwing, The Silverwing Tribe - Rachel's Hut.

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The young dragoness seemed quite a bit more positive than before, smiling faintly at Rachel before struggling against her chains but not in any aggressive way. As a blanket was placed upon her shoulders, she snuggled against it just like if it resembled a sign of great comfort, blushing heavily before Rachel revealed her name, asking for her own.

She looked at Rachel with calm eyes, glancing to the side before quietly looking back at her.

''My name.. Is.. Daila, first and only daughter of the dragon warrior Tac'riikor.'' The young dragoness said in a feminine and gentle, shy tone, looking up at Rachel. She cuddled against the wall of the hut that she was laying against, wrapping herself up with the blanket.

@RavenLord, Valdios Callarn, South-Western shores of the Tribal Lands - Main Camp.

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Luna groaned -very- quietly as he placed one of his armored gauntlets below her chin, forcing her to look at him directly into his eyes. The young girl's healthy but mortal heart was beating steadily, keeping her awake even though the need to fall asleep, pretend that all was but a dream kept telling her that it was a better option. She denied it, even as tears kept rolling down her beautiful, smooth white cheeks, her 'pure' looking fur making her look like a wonder below some hidden rubble.

Her fox tail was swishing lightly back and forth, Luna's eyes glowing faintly. The magic that her Father had found was stronger than any other seen before on the lands, but it wasn't ready yet. She couldn't help but to stare at his eyes. Her home lay in ruins and ashes, that's what those eyes showed her. Fire. Never ending fire. She felt that she could stop it, find that water to stop the burning.

Suddenly, one of Luna's smooth and feminine hands reached up to touch Valdios's right cheek, or at least where it would be, instead touching a very cold layer of his helmet. The girl left her hand there, wincing as she remained quiet, staring deep into his eyes as she had been doing the past few minutes.

Valdios would feel a slight spark of.. Of something fresh, actually. As if someone threw a water bucket right into the center of his flames, but instead of getting rid of them permanently, it only got rid of them temporarily and for a very short second.

After the moment that Luna's hidden potential blew a spark upon Valdios, a thousand sparks of his blew back upon her, like a protective spell. She wasn't ready for it, yet, nobody else probably.

Luna gasped as her hand remained stuck onto Valdios's helmet, him being able to see the interior of her energy and her his inner core as well. Her eyes glowed strongly before they closed, falling right onto Valdios's hold.

Her knowledge is limited past the boundaries of half of the continent, but from there and back, she knows the structure greatly.

You, Valdios. Are currently almost on the extreme corner on the South West of the massive continent. The land around you contains very few low mountains, dense forests and a river crossing just between the two. There are a few tribes that have gotten together as one, consisting of a race of wolves mostly. There is a small tribe near the mountains, hidden from the others where the inhabitants of the fishing village that you just killed used to go to trade. That small tribe consists of very few Minotaur's and a good number of cow girls.

At the sound of cow girls, you simply can imagine all the enjoyment that you could have with those beauties. But at the same time, you realize that there's an even better prize already within your sights. As you recall from what you could shortly see from her mind, you remember that the most dangerous threat within the deeper areas of the continent would be a tribe of lizard men. The other tribes are much smaller, but consist of other races. There is.. A faint bit of information about a kingdom never seen before, but it's located on the North Eastern corner.

As you shake yourself awake from the sudden vision, you find Luna struggling to get up, her hands shakily holding onto your knees.

@Hyena, Gradic, High Mountains - Lowest height.

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The armed Lizard-man had been staring at Gradic, barely blinking at all as it seemed as if he was about to become a dragon, his nostrils stretching a bit by how furious he was. His comrade stepped forward with a hand forming into a fist, but the other stopped him on his tracks and instead gave Gradic a glare.

''No, let him be. Minotaur warrior, you better watch your own hide.. Because these lands and jungles.. Are dangerous for the Commander's enemies.'' He stated and at the end flicked his reptile tongue at him, smiling wickedly before beginning to back off with the other following him with regret. The two had finally gotten out of Gradic's sight after a while, probably set off to go back to their tribe or camp.

The lizard girl was holding herself tightly, sobbing quietly as she seemed to have ignored what had happened, staying in the same position that she had been forced to be in. Her round and heavy butt cheeks accentuated just fine, but Gradic wasn't going to focus on that first, right?

[Laughing Hyena]

He said nothing in return for the warning but watches them as they leave him and their former captive be. His sword was soon sheathed and then he would see to the lizard girl. She was still sobbing and then he knelt down behind her and pulled her off that position she remained in. She was on her knees now and not exposed as she was prior. "You're not hurt are you? Do you have a name?" He asked her as he began to undo her bonds starting with her legs and then her wrists. Her bottom didn't go unnoticed by Gradic but fortunately she couldn't see him blush from the sight and as such he kept that image to himself and focused on the task of seeing to her rescue. He did keep stock on what was said about her, how she was a criminal on execution. It could still be an authentic truth and that she might be more dangerous then the lizardmen he saved her from but no one deserved such treatment of being raped by the executioner. When she was freed of her bonds he stood up and walked around to her front and then offered her his hand. His right hand rested casually upon the grip of his weapon but this was out of habit of never taking his hand off his weapon unless a task required two hands. "Don't worry. I shall not harm you. Do you know of any place where you'd be safe?"

[Sortaix]

Sortaix was ducked behind the cover of the stagecoach, hoping for some glimpse of his attacker. He saw no sight of the assailant, however he did notice some movement off to his left, behind a tree. Sort thought about shooting it, but with a crossbow decided to wait for a moment to make his shots count. He instead, stayed crouched and moved to the other end of the stagecoach, half expecting another arrow, either in front, or a blade to come up from behind. He was hoping Miss Luck was going to be on his side this time as he looked around to get a good shot at whoever was causing all these problems for him.

[thealchemist]

Rachel sighed in reflief as soon as Daila spoke. "Phew I thought they cut out your tongue or something." She said awkwardly, clearly uncomfortable with her gift. Stretching, Rachel stood and began to walk towards her cabinet on the wall. "Now Daila please don't freak out, but you have been given to me as a gift and I intend to use your services. However, I will only need some help around my household and will not require any 'other' forms of attention, unlike most of my people." Turning to face Daila with bags of food in hand, Rachel gave her an apologetic smile. "If you don't think you can agree to those terms I'll have to give you to someone else. If you think you can then help me make supper."

[RavenLord]

Valdios grinned. Though Luna's insolence annoyed him, the knowledge he got from the pathetic mortal was better than he hoped. Still, he had to teach Luna a harsh lesson, but it had to wait for the time. As Luna tried to rise, Valdios grabbed her wrist and rose, hauiling her onto her own feet as well. Try you tricks on me again and face the consequences. Valdios said simply in a cold voice. He could have threatened her with many things, but his calmness was more threatening. His eyes, full with fury told Luna much more than words could. Valdios then turned to tent's entrance Castellan! he called out. An elderly human in grey robes entered. Valdios pushed Luna to ground, at Castellan's feet. Take this slave, get her an adamantium collar and teach him how to serve. Valdios told him. Castellan nodded in reply. Satisfied, Valdios left the tent. He had a war concul to attend, he would break Luna later. Plans had to be made, slaves organized. His first target would be either minataur or wolf tribes. A world awaited to be conquered.

Castellan after making sure that Valdios left the tent, turned to Luna. He was an old man, though not grim or intimidating. He kneeled. Come child, get up. he said, smiling, as he offered a hand to Luna. He looked very friendly and warm, and had no aura of dread around him like other Daemons had, nor he shared their size.

[daxtinator396]

Dax looked back at her curiously as her eyes peered into his. She didn't seem to be looking at him with provocative intentions just merely... looking. She did seem to admire Moonbeam's prettychoice of dress though and that brought a smile to his face. He was quite happy that not only Moonbeam but him and the shopkeeper as well liked the dress even if it was a little... unorthodox. She had picked it out and it made her look absolutey lovely so what did he have to complain about? He smiled back at her as she agreed to offer him a slight discount on his purchase,"Thank you miss! May I ask why you were looking at us though? It seemed like you were looking for something." He said curiously as he counted out the coins for her and took bag the others, replacing them back in their pouches. Better to keep them spread across his person than in one place. Kept the weight evenl diistrubuted and if a pickpocket manged to grab one all was not lost! After he finished putting his money back he asked politely,"Ma'am do you know if there is any ork to be had? I'm in between contracts at the moment."

[Zender_Solarheart]

The way the lovely fox-girl takes Kouga by surprise is rather unexpected. After all, the keen senses of a tiger are not easily bested, especially not his. Whoever this girl is, she must either be extremely quick-witted, or simply have the Devil's luck...

On the subject of who she is, Kouga starts to formulate a theory: she's probably one of his numerous fan-girls. If that's the case, then he can only hope she's one of the "tamer" ones, so to speak. Some fan-girls want to simply sleep with him or "have his babies," others want to full-out marry him, and others still dream of making him their personal...ohhh boy. Whichever the case may be, she's got her leg curled around him in a fashion that - gentle as it may be - keeps him from getting up. It can be astonishing how a mere obstruction of the knee's movement can keep one on the floor.

As for Kouga needing to laugh every once in a while, he does let out a chuckle here, though it's more out of nervousness than humor. He's still hoping the fox-girl is a little more "casual" compared to some of his other fan-girls, and will at least let him carry on with his life after she's done with...whatever she may want. Otherwise, he'll need to start thinking up an escape plan...

While all the potentialities on where this may lead swim through Kouga's mind, he also has time to think to himself in his ancestral language: (Tasukete, Kami-sama...) (translation: "Help me, God...")

[MiscChaos]

Lilia, for what seems like the millionth time today, shakes the images out of her head and steadfastly refuses to drink more milk right now since that wouldn't help the situation at all. She knows that all she has to do is get through this shift, just finish this out and she has a day off tomorrow to recuperate and work on keeping these thoughts out for good. Because while she enjoys Susan's company, she REALLY doesn't want to think of her best friend like she's currently thinking of her and these thoughts are kinda making it hard to do a good job watching over the borders.

[Rooiehaan #2]

"What, isn't it obvious master?" Moonbeam asked, hugging her master's arm lovingly while she looked up at him with adoring eyes, "Its because she thinks master is good looking! Because its true! Master is really attractive, and i'm sure Ms. Shopclerk is dressing him with her eyes. I've heard a lot of shopclerks do that in their free time. Isn't that true, Ms. Shopclerk? It's what they call a fashion sense, i heard" Moonbeam grinned.
She looked at Dax as he mentioned Work and contracts, and her facial expression visibly turned a little more depressed. "M-master~" She complained, hugging Dax' arm even tighter, "It wouldn't be right if you would do any work...! Sharlini... no Moonbeam should do the work for him, shouldn't she? She's the maid after all, who is supposed to make Master's life more enjoyable and to allow him to relax... M-moonbeam would feel distressed if master had to work after all..."

[daxtinator396]

Dax blushed as she spouted out what he could not see and his blush only deepened as she kept talking. He felt incredibly embarassed but he didn`t spend much time around people being a wilderness person and disliking the crowded cities. He held tight to her arm as wlel though not hurting her as he gave the shop kepper a nervous smile. He looked back at Moonbeam as she portested his work,"My little Moonbeam I must. I have to work so I can feed us and keep us safe! You do so much my dear that`s why I wanted to get you this gift. You could help if you wish but I would have to train you. If you want I can do that." He said smiling broadly. Seems he might have to spend more but having someone to watch his back especially as lovely as her was a welcome change.

[Rooiehaan #2]

"T-train?" Moonbeam asked, tilting her head. "Moonbeam wonders... will with this be the same training as her previous master gave her? About her dining etiquette, how she should stand when she offers Master something, how her form should be on a hot day and on a cold day, how the house should look properly and when a guest is coming over, and how to serve master on a lonely night-
Oh, thats right!" She suddenly explained, planting her fist into her palm when a thought hit her. "I'm still to learn how i should serve master on a lonely night, when he is unable to find someone else to warm his bed! I'm told every master wishes it differently after all..."
She blushed at him and shuffled about a little awkwardly, a slight blush forming on her face. "Moonbeam will try to do my best, master..."

[daxtinator396]

Dax listened to her ask her question and shook his head,"No weapons training my dear. So you can help me." He says with a grin. She had excellent reflexes and would make an excellent swordsman with some effort. His blush had begun to fade by then but grew even deeper at her words. That wasn`t what he meant at all! Though he certianly couldn`t discount the idea. She was very beautiful and oh so willing. He didn`t know how to respond to that but he wouldn`t kick her out of bed that`s for sure. He held her hand smiling and said,"My little Moonbeam I don`t need that from you. That`s your choice..." His blush was clear on his face as he said that and looked in her eyes gently.

[Lady Foxy]

The Kingdom Of Zeal:

@Misc Chaos, Lilia Rogue, The Great Wall - Northern Tower.

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Lilia could hear the flawlessly crafted golden bells of the towers sounding off, letting every watchmen or women know that their shifts were ending and the others were soon going to swap places. As Ilia shook those thoughts with Susan off her head, she can't but to help herself exhale calmly, feeling a need to spank Susan for giving her such troubles. Wait, did she just think of spanking..?

Lilia should better head back home now, before any stray thoughts start getting into her mind. Besides, the view from up here would do her some good while she headed back home.

There were staircases within the towers leading down, into connected hallways and outside where the border's legion camp remained. Lilia would no doubt find that guard that always stood where the staircases of her tower began down below, him always as quiet as always. She had to wonder, why was he always so quiet?

@Zender, Kouga Zanbo, Town of Skystar - Local Inn; 'The Flourishing Shrine'.

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The lovely and young fox girl had been cutely staring into his eyes as her chin rested on his chest, those bright green eyes of hers seeming to light him up like sparkling emeralds. She cuddled closely against him, wrapping her arms around him while her legs were tightly pressed together between both of Kouga's own legs. Her soft and no doubt well-grown chest was pressed so smoothly against him, letting him almost feel their plush pureness from how thin the fine silk of her sleeping dress was. In fact, the dress barely reached her hips, meaning that it only protected her upper body, having no sleeves for her arms though.

The girl smiled as she seemed to take her time to contemplate the tiger man in front of her, just like if she hadn't had quite the high hopes that she would get to be where she was right now.

Not much 'fan-girls' got that close to him, but the ones that did, jeez. There was one.. Pretty excited tigress, one time. She left Kouga's crotch area numb for an entire week, that one night filled with possibly the most wildest and roughest, (yet best sex) he had ever experienced with a fan girl. He couldn't disagree that it had been a good night.

This one girl look specially shy, just as she saw him look back into her eyes -- she blushed and pressed her lovely face against his chest. He could, probably.. Enjoy the moment since she was already here..

@Dax and Rooie, Dax Sierra + Sharlini, Town of Skystar; The Elven Fantasy Dress Shop.

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The shopkeeper stared in surprise at the couple that kept talking in front of her, blushing and chuckling as the Sharlini seemed adorably cute, but then seemed to be too innocent to even realize what she could mean. The male wanted to give her gifts and let him do all the work, but the Sharlini looked like she wanted to have a part too.

She guessed the Sharlini was his pet, and him her master.

''Well, I'll let you two get sorted out! I've got work to do, okay? Have a nice day!'' The female fox shopkeeper said with a bright smile, waving them away as another customer stepped up, possibly waiting for Dax and Moonbeam to move along, looking patient about it though.

@Napsii, Ilia, The Oracle's Mountain - The Oracle's Temple.

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@Sortaix, Sortaix Silent, On the road near the Rikoa Woods.

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The signs of movement disappeared before there seemed to be a shadow moving along the branches of the trees above him, the tip of a crossbow aimed at the spot right in front of him. Could that be his attacker, or could it be someone or something else..? It looks like the being was waiting for him to move forward..

The Tribal Lands:

@Alchemist, Rachel Silverwing, The Silverwing Tribe - Rachel's Hut.

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Daila was quiet as Rachel spoke, snuggling slightly against the blanket given to her, getting all cuddly and comfortable since the fabric was so soft. She didn't want to be given away to anyone else, knowing that she cold be unlucky and end up with a male master or a lusty female. The sound of her services being the most basic and simple ones was a relief, sighing quietly while looking up at Rachel as she held the bags of food with her hands. The young dragoness preferred to rather work as Rachel's personal maid as she was a slave, then probably become an inhabitant of the tribe if nothing went wrong.

''I-I'll gladly love to help you, M-Miss Rachel.. I-I think you're probably the most friendliest dragoness here!'' Dalia said with a faint blush, trying to stand up only to fall down with a slight 'Oof!', the neck chain on her pulling her back onto the ground, the chains on her wrists making her uncomfortable. She looked up at Rachel, pouting quietly but almost irresistibly adorable, wanting the chains off of her.

@RavenLord, Valdios Callarn, South-Western shores of the Tribal Lands - Main Camp.

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Luna was weakly trying to rise to her feet as her hands were on Valdios's knees, suddenly being lifted up by Valdios himself, crying out adorably as her legs began to swig from side to side, gasping as Valdios held her up with one of his hands by grabbing her wrists. She looked away, closing her eyes as he threatened her, nodding desperately out of fear when he looked at her. She made the mistake of opening her eyes and looking straight into his eyes. In an instant, she close her eyes as she blushed heavily, squirming as he inspired horror and fear into herself. He was a monster to her. A horrible and dangerous monster.

He called out a name. A figure in grey robes entered the tent, looking like an old man before she was thrown onto the ground by Valdios. She gasped loudly and cried out as she landed roughly on the ground, barely doing any movements as she closed her eyes and looked away from Valdios, the innocent mortal girl terrified of him. The poor girl was squirming, holding herself together as he called her a slave, ordering the old man to get her an.. 'Adamantium' collar and to teach her how to serve. Luna was sobbing quietly, covering her face as her life had been shaken upside down onto her worst nightmare.

The old man kneel'd down and offered one of his hands to her, calling her a child. She barely could even look up. Luna sniffed loudly, sobbing openly as she took Castellan's hand. Whatever Valdios had done, he had left this girl scarred for life.

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Valdios would find his army's make-shift camp appearing to look somewhat stable. Tents were already raised up, the rests of the village's buildings recycled for new uses. Survivors were taken as slaves, most of them males due to most of the females having been fighters too. There was a dark knight rounding them up, a particular veteran knight overseeing his work from the outside of a large tent. Probably Valdios's captains were already there.

@Hyena, Gradic, High Mountains - Lowest height.

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The lizard girl kept quiet as Gradic moved her onto her knees, untying her while she seemed quite more relaxed since her bonds were being removed. That young minotaur just saved her life, probably a dozen of more things too. She hadn't even had her 'first' time yet and those push-overs were going to take it before ending her life, or worse. The village where she came from was always overrun with those 'cocky' guards, always harassing the females and drinking with the males, the males themselves trying to get along with the Commander's guards to avoid ending up in wrong terms with them and harassed too.

But she decided to step up. She smacked and pushed one of them away from her, only to be considered a criminal after she almost impaled her knee against the other guard's crotch. Life hadn't been easy for her after her father left for the wars with the other tribes. He had always defended her and kept the other males from respecting her. But the guards didn't give a single snake about respect or her father after he was gone for the wars.

She winced as she remembered this, her face seeming as if she was always making a cute pout, those bright blue eyes looking at the ground when Gradic asked for her name. ''Leila.. I don't.. I don't know any safe place..' Leila whispered with blushing cheeks, her lizard-like smooth skin having a dark green color to it, being slightly lighter though. She accepted his help, her right hand grabbing his own, smiling shyly.

[thealchemist]

Rachel smiled as Daila agreed to be her maid. "Great. Now let me get you some clothes and unchain you so you can get to work." Humming to herself, Rachel grabbed a plain leather dress from her chest and gave it to Daila. "See if that will fit." Rachel says as she unlocks the young dragoness from the wall and locked her to a different chain. This one was long enough to walk around the hut and take a few steps outside, but no further. "I pretty sure that you understand why I'm still keeping you chained."

[Laughing Hyena]

He would pull her up when she took his hand and when she was on her feet he saw how timid and shy she was. Maybe it was because she was just through a harrowing experience but he figured she might be much more shy around people she liked. Gradic gently took hold of her underneath her muzzle and tips her head up so she looked into his eyes instead of at the ground. "No need to avert your gaze with me Leila. Even if it is perhaps just your nature." He was quite respectful of her and then spoke up once more "Nowhere safe? Leila please explain to me how this happened. If you don't wish to go back, I'll gladly take you somewhere else. But you'll have to give me directions to get there since unfortunately I do not know these areas. Not since I was a child at least." The samurai stated as he would walk with her staying slightly behind her and to her right so that she could be protected from the blind side at least. He'd heed her directions naturally if she had any but if not then they would have to follow the roads and paths in order to find some civilization even if it was just a tribe encampment.

[Rooiehaan #2]

"Hihi~ Maybe when i'm thirsty again~?" She winked, but a second later she let go and took a rather awkward fighting stance, pointing two fingers at a random passerby on the other side of the shop like she was holding a weapon. She lunged at the person in the air, the amount of space still between them making her look like she was just swatting at butterflies. She sighed and looked up at Dax with hanging shoulders. "Moonbeam is no good in fighting, master..." she muttered with a pout. "Moonbeam knows everything about cleaning and holding dusters, not weapons... besides, what if Moonbeam actually hurt someone?" She gasped from her own outspoken thought and hid her mouth between her hands. "T-that wouldn't be good..." she whispered, muffled, before grabbing Dax' hand. "D-don't make Moonbeam hurt others, okay master? U-unless if master is in danger, naturally...!"

[napsii]

Out of a rare courtesy, Ilia restrained herself from breathing a sigh. The Temple was a quiet, closeted place -- far removed from the madness of Zeal below. It had never been the journey up the 10,000 Steps that had her thinking of the Temple as a far away land, truly, but rather its stagnant, slow-moving nature. Even in the nearly two decades since her birth, not one of the Temple's stone faces had changed. It never withered, never restored and never groaned under the shifting times. It was eternal. Frozen in time and never subject to chaos. In a way, it was relieving; the bed she could retire to after every battle, even when blood still soaked her armor. The young woman grimaced, tightening a hand around the black grip of her fearsome blade before letting her armored fist fall back to her side. The calm light of the torches across the walls cast upon her spiked armor, corrupting her shadow into an artistic scrawl of undefined, wicked shapes.

I hate it. she decided of the Temple again for the hundredth time, casting her blue eyes onto the collection of pillars that stood ahead above a circle of runes, almost begging for her to feed her power into them. The Oracle was all she could -- would -- ever care for, in the end. As highly as she thought of the Temple, she would not place ancient rocks above The Oracle. She glanced sidelong to the knight, who was quick to rush to the main chamber. Her eyes narrowed. Haste was ill-befitting of his silent, mechanical personality and so she knew the shaking that vibrated through her boots was far more than one of the earthquakes that rattled these mountains. Interest washed over her, and she stepped forward, the distinct clack of her boots on the floor announcing every step to the main chamber. The one observing her from behind a pillar gave her a moment of pause. It was Leon. Harmless, for all intents and purposes, but he never failed to distract her.

Slowing to a halt, she fired back one of her steely glances at him. Not unkindly, but rather in blunt thought. She turned to him.

"Leon, what's going on in there?" she queried, crossing her arms below her modest chest. As badly tempered it may have been for Ilia to ask such dull questions -- after all, with her power she rarely needed such assistance -- she never liked to dismiss onlookers without giving them a firm impression of her.

[RavenLord]

Castellan sighed. Come here now. Castellan said softly as he helped Luna to her feet. He knew how scary Valdios could be to mortals. Luna wasn't the first, nor she would be the last. Still Castellan believed that Luna would overcome it, and scars would heal, otherwise Valdios wouldn't choosen this girl as his own slave after he was done interrogating. Giving a smile to Luna, Castellan took her hand and led her out of the tent. He took her to a large tent, trying to avoid the sad sights of the battle. Luna was scarred enough. Inside the tent was chests, closet filled with clothes, banners, furs along with some closed crates. Castellan turned to Luna. I know you are scared, even terrified but if you want to survive, you should calm yourself and be brave my child. he said softly as he led her to a nearby chair.

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Valdios was satisfied to see his men creating order and discipline. His greatsword at his back, Valdios made his way towards to tent where his liuetenants had gathered. He walked past newly taken slaves men and women both. As principle his knights only took the virgins as private bed slaves since soiled female slaves were beneath them and mostly due to twisted honour code Valdios had. Soiled females made good hostages and most were skilled enough to pull their own weight. Not to mention its kept males more obedient, having wives to lose. Males were used for hard work, and some were even could be levied as canon fodders if needed. Valdios satisified with the work of his knights entered the command tent where he found his liuetenants standing around a table. Valdios had three liuetenants. Raziel was his right hand and most trusted man. He and Valdios had been comrades and brothers since the first day Valdios entered the Eternal War. Too many times they have saved each other, and an unbreakable bond of brotherhood had grown between them in process. Raziel was a shadow daemon. Not wearing the full plate of knights but instead clad in hell beast leather. A crimson scarf was draped upon his shoulders. His hands were clad in black steel gauntlets and he wore steel kneepads. Next was Gavr, a giant even for daemon standards he towered over all the other knights including Valdios himself. His bulky form and his strength along with his fury was nearly unstoppable. He was clad in fullplate like most other knights. Last one was Rach. A veteran formerly in service of his grandfather, Rach was assigned to serivce of Valdios by his grandfather after Valdios gained command of a squad of his own. His experience were invaluable, as he was the oldest Daemon in the knights, still young like child compared to Castellan though Castellan wasn't a daemon. Three of them greeted Valdios which he returned with a nod and War Concul began.