Champion of Chaos: Blade of Slaanesh

[Mark3000]

"Y-yes Mistress." Heim says humbly as Craven continues to tease the little half elf. "Oh I quite like Mistress. It has a certain allure to it." Craven cooed as she takes to her new role as a concubine quite well.

Once you lay down the ground rules for the contest, the rowdy crowd of warriors settles and proceeds to write their names. Loaded into the bowl, it's handed to you by Heim. You reach into it and pull out the first two names and to your surprise, it was Lorcag and Joanna. Despite having beaten the warrior in combat, you knew how strong Lorcag was. In her current state, Joanna might not stand a chance. Then again, the ex-champion seemed confident. Not overly so but you could see a fire burn within her.

[MelissaB]

yawning she looks at the scene as she picks the two fighters out. She scoffs before shrugging, at least this could be fun before she announces them both for everyone to hear. "Warriors, step into the center and fight on my signal." She calls them both forth before turning to Heim. "Have those not fighting bring benches, food and drink for everyone to enjoy." She whispers to him before she gives a nod, signalling the two warriors to fight, interested to see how lorcag was handling the wounds and sudden restart to fighting in his life as well as Joanna's own lack of preparation for being a warrior.

[Mark3000]

Warriors and tribesmen alike gather around fighting pit as Lorcag and Joanna talk their position. Lorcag is wielding a wooden practice axe. While Joanna in holding a practice sword and a wooden shield. You could already see she was having a difficult time holding her sword. "Why don't you go back to Lythivia's bedside. " Lorcag taunts as many of the Wyrmkin boo.
"Why don't you?" Joanna said as she took her stance.

The battle began as the two warriors clash. Already, Joanna is on the defensive as Lorcag swings his practice axe wildly. In a single swing, he knocks away the ex champion's sword. Instead of surrendering, Joanna backs away. You can't see a way for Joanna to win, but the woman seems to have a plan.

Stepping back, Joanna throws her shield at Lorcag. As if to showoff to the crowd, he swings his axe one-handed to knock it out of thin air. "What do you think of uhg!" He cries as she keels over. The crowd screams as Lorcag looks up only to see Joanna's thighs. Tackling the wounded warrior to the ground, Joanna pins him with her voluptuous body. From your experience with Craven, you could tell all three of these ex-warriors weighed more then your largest man.

With surprising flexibility, Joanna holds Lorcag to the ground as her thighs wrap around his neck.Just as he turns blue, Lorcag taps the ground to surrender. Joanna lets go as Lorcag breathes deeply.

[MelissaB]

Lythivia watches, leaning forward in her seat to observe this fight, she was rather interested in it though like Lorcag she had given this fight to him already. As the fight continues she seems, amazed and keeps watching and watching waiting for him to break free before seeing him tap out. She let's out a laugh of disbelief before she claps her hands and draws another two names. "Someone Bind Lorcag and strip him, then take him to Vita and tell her to hold him there until I come." She orders a few not fighting currently before getting back to calling the matches, going over the boring service while eating and drinking as they all fight for the honor of being her personal guard.

[Mark3000]

Two women from your village take Lorcag and carry him away to Vita. He doesn't struggle, seemingly resigned to his fate. Meanwhile, Joanna raised her fist victoriously as the crowd cheered. Though you could see that Joanna's voluptuous body had also gotten the crowd excited.

The men and women of you're village bring you food and drink as you announce the next few matches. Voltaria is next as she faces off against another woman from your tribe. Thought the match ends before it can even begin. With lightning fast speed, she assaults her opponent with her pair of practice swords. Before her opponent can attack, she finds herself on the ground with both her weapon and shield knocked away.

The next match involved Cata, the man from the Vargas clan that turned on their chieftain. When he turns to you, you can see Heim retreat a bit. Giving a satisfied smirk, Cata takes his stance and faces his opponent for the match. Like the others, he makes quick work of the man in front of him.

Most of the first round matches proceed like this as the weaker warriors are weeded out. By the end of it, you are left with 30 fighters.

[MelissaB]

Lythivia watches Lorcag and nods a little, she almost didn't want to crush him but she knew what she promised his failure would bring would. Turning to instead focus on the fighting matches she keeps going, calling each and every fighter. As familiar names came up her head turned and regarded the match with a smirk, nodding when the victories went the way of Voltaria and Cata though for the latter she scolded Heim with a whisper. "Heim sweety, remember you're mine, he won't hurt you unless I let him.

Left with 30 more warriors she decides how best to start the next round. "The next shall be in groups of 3s. The team to stand after defeating their rival team carries on to the last 15. You are to be true soldiers of chaos, not rabid raiders, you will need to fight as one and work well together. After this, the teams will fight against eachother to prove which among them is the best pushing them forth into the final ten, leaving 5 spaces available, the unsuccessful ten from the last round will have a final chance to earn a spot by another round, battling in 1 on 1 combat. Upon which we shall retire and everyone may celebrate and congratulate them for the honor they've earned in becoming my first knights of Slaanesh before we begin tomorrow to find the ultimate winner." She states to her people before once more picking out the names for the matches.

[Mark3000]

"Yes Mistress" Heim says submissively. You sit back as you watch the would be champions form their groups. It's interesting to see the teams that form. Cata seems to have had the fortune of being grouped with companions from the Vargas clan. Meanwhile Voltaria ends up working with a pair of raiders from her former nemesis, the Wyrmkin clan. Finally, Joanna is grouped with two warriors from your own original group. You've seen them fight before and they were ... adequate. Though it probably said something that you couldn't remember their names.

Just as before, Joanna and her group fight first against their rival. Just before her team enter's the ring, Joanna whispers into the warriors' ears. They're eyes go wide for a moment, and then the stand at attention ready to fight. Once they enter they face off against their opponent. A pair of female warriors from the Wolfclaw flanked by a young warrior from your own. The match starts and the two man working with attack the other team without mercy. The minute one of the rival champions let their guard down, Joanna moves in to tackle them and subdue them with her body as she did with Lorcag. When ever she had an enemy in a lock, her teammates protect her.

Eventually, her last opponent is subdued and Joanna's team comes out victorious. As you watch Joanna's powerful yet oddly erotic display, you feel your nipples begin to drip milk again. Not only that, you found yourself hungering for more food.

[MelissaB]

Watching the two tams clash her eyes follow the battle, Joanna had apparently found a method of fighting and defeating her foes, for a tournament it was quite effective though she wondered about having her in an actual battle. As her hunger drew and her breasts ached with the need to be milked she groans grabbing Heim by his rear. "fetch my Chimera Lutka then bring me some food." She orders him before clapping the victors showing her appreciation for the fight she had witnessed. She looks over the next fight allowing her voic to ring out as she calls the names of the teams and who they'll be facing, setting in to eat and feed Lutka once Heim returns with her.

[Mark3000]

Heim lets out a yelp before he bows and leaves to retrieve your pet. After a very one sided match , he returns with Lutka in his arms. The baby chimera jumps into your arms and affectionately rub against your face. Once your leaking tits are exposed, both of Lutka's heads latch on to them and suckle.

As more food is brought to you, The third match begins as Voltaria's team faces of against a trio of large brutes from various clans. Before the match even begins, the Voltaria and her team mates seem to be at each other's throat. The match begins and all six combatants look to be pairing off to fight one on one. But it doesn't take long to see what the Voltaria's partners were planing. The two Wyrmkin fighters seem to back away, allowing Voltaria to be surrounded. The two smirk as they wait to see the beating the Wolfclaw warrior will take. But Voltaria doesn't falter. One opponent tries to her from behind as the other two attack from the front. The moment they move, Voltaria leaps forward and knees one of the men in the gut. With one down, she spins around knocking both combatants behind her in the head with her practice swords. Back and forth she goes, attacking all three men viciously not giving them a chance to recover until all three fall on their backs. Victorious Voltaria lets out a bestial roar. Her supposed team mates look on, stunned at what they saw.

[MelissaB]

Gasping she kisses and strokes Lutka before watching the fight, she lets it go on before nodding as it ends. Nodding she looks upon them with a smirk and shakes her head. "Interesting." She stands, rising from her seat lifting Lutka in one hand as she moves towards the place of battle before looking down at the defeated with a shake of her head before turning to the two wyrmkin. "Someone Fetch me Lorcag." She yells. Waiting on them to do so. "You two stay where you are." She hisses at them with a growl before looking around with a shake of her head.

Once Lorcag is returned she nods a little. "grab a weapon, and learn from your mistake of underestimating your foe. You have another chance." She smirks at him before looking around. "Voltaria, your partner is Lorcag, your foes are those two. Voltaria your place in the next round is assured, however there for failing to fight alongside you and leaving you to be beaten is not, if you both best them, Lorcag will return into the next round, you will have immediate ascension into the final ten." She instructs before glaring at the two wyrmkin warriors. "Honestly thought I'd allow such behavior? Now you have a chance to prove you deserve to progress, considering how well she took out those three, I doubt you do." She states before moving away, glancing at the downed three. "If the wyrmkin warriors lose, you three will fight to see which one joins Lorcag in the next round."

[Mark3000]

Lorcag comes and enters the ring as all four combatants listen to your decree. Voltaria and Lorcag seem excited, though for completely different. Preparing for a fight, the two Wyrmkin warriors raise their weapon. The match starts and Voltaria and Lorcag don't wait for their opponents to make a move. The former Khorne champion charges in separating the two warriors as Voltaria picks them off. The two make an oddly effective team for such a hastily prepared duo. The two Wyrmkin warriors fall under the relentless assault. Voltaria lets out a satisfied huff. "That's what you get" she says as she puts away her weapons. Lorcag on the other hand supports himself with his weapon as he lets out a sigh of relief.

As the two defeated warriors are carried away, the three Voltaria beat fight to secure their own spot in the final ten. The victor who comes out of that battle is the largest of the three already intimidating brutes by the name of Fafner. As you watch him help his former teammates up, out of the corner of your eye you see the two female wyrmkin warriors be carried away by some of her own people. Most likely to be 'punished' for their dishonorable actions.

[MelissaB]

Shaking her head she nods and goes back to eating and feeding Lutka, enjoying the rest of the tournament and the matches to weed everyone down to the final ten. Looking over the final ten she stands, giving Lutka to Heim. "Put her away to rest." She orders him before bringing forth each warrior to make it so far. "Everyone, celebrate your knights of chaos. Tomorrow they shall fight in a free for all to determine my second in command." She instructs them before moving away, allowing them to be congratulated and honored by the entire of her people, regardless of original tribe.

[Mark3000]

Before you stands your ten champions. You had already seen Voltaria, Lorcag and Fafner in action, Cata and Joanna had also won their respective battles, Joanna's battle was particularly interesting. Unlike the other's where she grappled her opponents into submission, Joanna used her weight and flexibility to beat down her former team mates.

The other five were an interesting bunch. Only two other men made the cut. One was a very tall, thin man by the name of Baldr. He had shown himself to be a rather dexterous man, handling the practice weapons with a certain amount of grace that was uncommon among most northmen. Then there was Garth. He was the oldest warrior to take part. The thick clothing he worn did a good job of hiding the muscular body her had developed over the years. But what was most impressive was his sharp mind. His group cleared the team battle stage the fastest.

The other three were all women. The first was Gerda. You remember she was the wife of one of your tribe's strongest warriors. Before he died, Gerda gave birth to five of his sons. With their father gone, Gerda took it upon herself to raise them as warriors. Next there was Frika. She had come from the Vargas Tribe and she was easily the most muscular woman to take part in this tournament, even rivaling some of the men. Finally, there was Thora. She didn't come from any of the tribes that had joined you. Instead, she seemed to be a wander who stumbled into the competition.

As the crowd goes to congratulate the ten champions, Heim comes to you with a message. "Mistress, It seems Olaf has awake. He's already informed Vita of how he's modified the ex-champions and wanted to share that information with you." He says.

[MelissaB]

Looking over her victors she smirks and nods, giving Lorcag a stare before looking over the rest with a smirk and shakes her head. Moving aside she glances at Heim and nods. petting his hair. "Good slut, okay make sure everyone's fed, now serve the ten victors while I visit them." She comments before moving off to Vita's tent, making sure to pass Lorcag. "You still have to beat the other nine to stay as you are Lorcag, perhaps you'll stop underestimating females this time, cost you two duels now." She comments patting his cheek before moving off to visit her Shaman and Olaf and find out more about this magic he was on about.

[Mark3000]

You don't catch the look on Lorcag's face when you tell him this. But you can fell his body tense up as you spoke.

You move to the shaman's hut to find a bandaged Olaf drawing something in the ground as Vita and the Stormravens sees watch with curious intent. "Ah! Lythivia you're here. Olaf was just telling us the limit of his magic. Tell her what you told us." Vita said as he tapped him on the shoulder.

Letting out a stiffed moan of pain, Olaf turns to you. "Well, mutating the human body requires infusing the body with a small amount of raw chaotic energy. The flesh can only take so much before it collapses and the subject is transformed into a Chaos Spawn. Even undoing transformations require more Chaos. So turning those ex-champions back is nearly impossible. At best I may be able to return a bit of their Strength."

Olaf pauses to give you a lecherous stare. "Though as a true of Champion of Chaos, you may be able to handle these transformations better."

[MelissaB]

Hearing the explanation the warrior nods, her eyes glaring at Olaf. "I am well aware of the risks of becoming a chaos spawn are. Those that are twisted like that reveal themselves to be unworthy, too consumed by the change of chaos to maintain their minds." She comments with a hiss before she nods a little. "I do not wish them restored to their previous lives, they fell for your trap and suffered for it with the loss of themselves. Besides two of them rather enjoy the change you gave." She chuckles and looks at Vita. "What are you offering to give me exactly?" She looks down at him with a hard stare.

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Olaf flashes a confident smile before remembering the position he was in. "I could feel it when my staff touched your bosom. Your flesh takes well to being shifted. It's not an offer but more of an observation. I'm sure you've realized the limits of your own body. I'm sure my magic could help you break through them." Olaf says as she squirms in his bed. For some reason, you think of the Alpha Chimera you encountered while hunting for eggs. Even when you visited the Temple of Slaanesh, there were creatures who even you couldn't please.

[MelissaB]

Grumbling when he mentions her limits she thinks back to the alpha and the daemons she wasn't able to please, not fully anyway she just lacked the capacity to do so but at least she never failed for a lack of trying. Humming a little she nods and smirks. "Alright, I'm interested and I of course know of my own bodies limits." She states with a grumble looking at Vita for a moment before shaking her head. "So, are you able to replicate his magic Vita? I know you're dying to try." She chuckles before her expression chances and she's once more giving Olaf a stern look. "Teach her, don't worry you won't be killed once she has learned your abilities."

[Mark3000]

"It will take some time. But I'm always open to learn" Vita says as she gets closer to Olaf. The two seem to be lost in their own world as they discuss the intricacies of Olaf's magic.

Your ear's perk up as you hear your champions celebrate their victory. Just outside Vita's hut, you see Joanna lead her two partners to the treeline.

[MelissaB]

Nodding a little she hums and leaves them to it, wandering off and leaving the tent to return outside, witnessing Joanna leading two partners to the treeline with a smirk before heading after them, a grin forming on her face at the idea of her warriors helping themselves to her concubine and eager to make them very aware not to do so without her consent. As she walks through the camp she orders Heim to have Craven and Bora report to her tent.