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The FellBlade's Dance [Lorielle]

Postby Lazy Kitsune » Sun Sep 25, 2022 1:02 am

Lorielle Wrote:Name: Helena Witherbow
Sex: Female
Race: Nord
Age: 28
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Biography/personality: Helena the FellBlade, a named she had earned for herself fighting for the Imperials during their battles against the Thalmor, for all the good that did. A sprightly and upbeat woman who had traveled the length and breadth of Tamriel doing the odd job here and there until she was old enough to hold a sword. Since then she had been a sellsword for as long as she could remember. A beauty on the battlefield and even deadlier because of her looks her nordic constitution giving her an edge in stamina as she tore through foes with her greatsword.

But despite her profession she does her best to remain a kind and caring woman, often assisting those with their woes even when no reward was offered. This occasionally led her into some trouble, but she always did her best to see the good in people. But this desire to do good would lead her back home to Skyrim, where a supposed unholy alliance between goblins, Orcs and Dark elves have staged an uprising and thrown the entire province into chaos. After many years she was on her way back to see the frigid north she had long left behind.


Stats (start with 5 in each stat, with 5 extra points. Can take points from one stat to increase others)
Strength: 8
Perception: 5
Endurance: 8
Charisma: 4
Intelligence: 3
Agility: 5
Luck: 7

Merits: Heavily Armored: Helena's unique ebony armor is the stuff of legend and she is extremely difficult to hit while properly dressed +3 to agility when armored
Disarming visage: Her snow white hair and beautiful complexion is the envy of many and make her enemies second guess Helena's ability to fight, instead are more willing to talk upon seeing her.

Flaws: Magically stunted: Helena is completely incapable of using even the most basic of spells, but she is also more receptive to them -3 to resisting magical effects.
Trusting: Helena self-admittedly gives people the benefit of the doubt, as long as it doesnt lead to harm or an obviously terrible situation she will go along with it.


Pillars of smoke rose up like a dark beacon against the white clouds of Skyrim's horizon, calling you to the village. Word came of a raid amassing in the area too late, the hamlet of Kjlorstead would have been near defenceless. What few carriages made it out in time trundle past you as you crest the hill on the path to the village, the refugees frightened and pale having barely escaped the attack. More should have followed, whatever happed cut off the escape of anyone else in the village. With the roads as difficult to traverse as they are, who knows how long it'll take before any of the Jarl's men arrive.

Your return to your homeland is far from a ceremonial one, and you've had little time to take in the sights of the beautiful wilderness of Falkreath Hold. It seems only more conflict waits to greet you past the border.

Sure enough, as you approach the village's outskirts, you see trees toppled onto the road, blocking the path of carriages which have been swiftly looted. The village itself lies just beyond these, but before you can get there, you have a more immediate concern. One of the carriages still holds people... for now at least. The dead remains of a Nord man, who tried in vain to protect his family, has been tossed out the side of the carriage. Within, two women - presumably the man's wife and daughter kick and scream as they're dragged out by the goblins that killed him. They tear at their clothes, scratch at their skin and force them onto their knees once they drag them onto the cobbled path.

By the time you draw close, their clothes have been stripped clean. The mother's read hair is gripped tightly by one goblin that smacks its cock against her freckled cheek. The daughter's hair is blonde, like her fathers, though she shares her mother's freckles across her cheeks and breasts as well, which aren't as large as her mothers but still plenty enough to fill the hands of the second goblin that now toys with them.

But what happens next comes as quite the disturbing shock. A third goblin with them, one wielding a staff, slams it against the ground and utters something in their gibberish, primitive tongue. The head of the staff glows a sickly green, and the two women grow tired and dizzy for a moment, before being enlivened with vibrant energy. No longer do they resist their assailers, but instead begin to please the two goblins that just killed their husband and father. The mother takes the goblin cock in her mouth and suckles happily, moaning and gagging as she pleases the thing that widowed her and her daughter cups her tits and wraps them tightly around the other goblin's cock, pumping them up and down. The memories of the man they loved slowly seem to be eroded away and the feelings they felt for him are taken and twisted to become eager loyalty to these pests. Perhaps these women can still be saved, but you need to act fast.
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Re: The FellBlade's Dance [Lorielle]

Postby Lorielle » Sun Sep 25, 2022 1:42 am

Helena did her best to help those along the rode, those who stumbled, or simply needed a hand as she walked towards the growing black smoke on the horizon. The air acrid with the sent of burning thatch, rock, and flesh. It reminded her of the war, Thalmor traipsing through the land. She grit her teeth. She wasnt about to let that happen again.

She crept closer to the village, doing her best to not be spotted in her shiny black armor. Though she felt safe it in, she knew she was far from invincible. But her approach just made her privy to a gruesome scene. Her eyes widening at the sight as she takes in the strange magic that occurred. "Bastards." She muttered to herself. She didnt understand magic, but she knew well enough the third goblin was the problem.

The women would need to endure their humiliation for just a little longer as she circled around hopefully staying out of sight long enough for her to attack this goblin mage. Then she can deal with the two smaller ones. Creatures like these werent unknown to Helena, but she knew that they were weak individually but frightening in groups. A sneak attack will be her best bet.
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Re: The FellBlade's Dance [Lorielle]

Postby Lazy Kitsune » Sun Sep 25, 2022 10:52 am

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Stealth Roll: Critical Failure


Taking the slower approach left the women in the clutches of the goblins for longer. You watched as you made your approach, listening to their gags as they willingly gave their throats up for these green cocks. Both women were mewling messes by the time the goblin's pulled their cocks out of their mouths. They lent forward, running their hands across their captors' bodies and murmuring praise as if they were begging for the favour of one of the divines themselves. The goblins smacked them and forced them onto all fours. Outside of a gasp of shock, neither objected or showed any sign of resistance.

The two women whimpered needily, throwing their hips back against the air. The goblins snickered at their display, smacking and groping their rears, the mother's plump and bouncing, the daughter's firm and marked with a red hand print from the spanking already. Then they mounted their conquests and began rutting away like wild animals into the wet and eager holes in front of them.

You were approaching the goblin shaman from behind now, it seemingly still imbuing the women with magic even as its comrades fucked them senseless. As you readied yourself to strike, however, you felt a sudden thud against your back. Pushed to the floor, it seems like two other goblins had been watching your approach from somewhere you didn't see, and had taken the opportunity to pull an ambush on you before you could do the same to their friends.

They throw their weight onto you, pinning you down with their combined strength. One takes a knife and holds it to your neck with a snarl, while the other starts trying to cut away at the bindings of your armour.
~Yawn
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Re: The FellBlade's Dance [Lorielle]

Postby Lorielle » Sun Sep 25, 2022 11:00 am

Sights and sounds she didnt expect to hear as her first memory after a long journey back to skyrim... This wasnt what she wanted. This wasnt what she fought for. The felt the anger well up inside of her as she was treated to the debauched sight, but a small part of the back of her mind lingered on them. Keeping a closer eye on them than she should have. Thinking the situation was under control when it very much wasnt.

Coming around for the blow, only to be struck and thrown to the ground Helena let out a pain grunt as the goblins threw themselves onto her, but she wasnt going to give up so easily. She just needed to push off the one goblin at her neck and focus on retrieving her weapon so she can cleave them in two, before the shaman can do anything. This wasnt the time to panic, she was a trained warrior dammit!
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Re: The FellBlade's Dance [Lorielle]

Postby Lazy Kitsune » Sun Sep 25, 2022 11:37 am

If it were just one goblin you might have been able to throw him off, but his friend helped him press his weight down upon you, and it snapped its teeth in front of your face, saliva dripping from his maw and onto your cheeks and lips. His dagger pressed firmly against your neck, the threat is clear. Struggle like that again and he'll kill you. Not that the struggling was doing much good, pinned down beneath them as they kicked with their legs to get your weapon further away from you.

With a snap, you felt part of your armour come loose. The goblins start cackling with laughter as they heft up your chest plate and toss it aside. Your pauldrons follow, soon leaving your bare chested beyond your gauntlets. They grip and smack your tits, groping and toying with them now that they're expose, cutting away at anything they need to to get them free to bounce and jiggle in the cold Skyrim air. You were running out of options and time.
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Re: The FellBlade's Dance [Lorielle]

Postby Lorielle » Sun Sep 25, 2022 11:51 am

The goblin’s crude knife bit into the pale and unblemished skin of the experienced warrior. The threat of death was realer than ever as her eyes went wide. What was going on… she felt the panic rise and she started to kick her legs but they were feeble attempts at best and didn’t do much than provide a sort of fun for the goblin actively stripping her.

“Stop! Bastards!” She bit back as her chest piece was ripped off and her chest was barred to the cool Skyrim air. Her chest was bound with bandages to manage her chest but now these goblins were happily toying with them. Digging their grubby claws into the pale orbs that bounced with her own weak resistance.

“S-stop.” She turned her eyes towards the shaman who was still concentrating on his spell. “Shaman. Let them go! If you let them go I’ll go with you willingly!” She shouted. Hopefully this would have been surprising enough to all parties involved to put a stop to her humiliation at least temporarily.
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Re: The FellBlade's Dance [Lorielle]

Postby Lazy Kitsune » Sun Sep 25, 2022 8:36 pm

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Charisma Roll: 6 - 1 = 5
Intelligence Save: 13 - 2 - 3 = 8


Your words reached the shaman's ears, causing him to halt in his spell weaving for the moment. However it seems you're desperate barking did little more than draw his attention to you. He utters something in their jittery tongue to the two pinning you down and they giggled in response. He slams his staff against the ground once more and begins his chant again, the same sickly green energy swirling around the head of his staff once more. Though now these tendrils of magic reach out not just to the other two captives, but to your mind as well, and you feel them worm their way in to your head.

Whatever mental resistance you can muster is shattered by the goblins pawing at your large, sensitive tits. Your mind is left as open and easily accessed as a Riften whore's legs on payday. The rest of your armour is removed without struggle as your mind is fed feelings of love and subservience that surround the goblins. The effects are small at the moment, but the magic seeks out memories - those that hold animosity towards goblins and those that hold love and affection towards others - and begin to dissolve aspects of these memories to remould and reshape them as they see fit. It would take days for any of this to have any permanent effect, goblins were hardly masters of the arcane, but for now it was enough to keep you complacent as you were ushered over to kneel near the other two women.
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Re: The FellBlade's Dance [Lorielle]

Postby Lorielle » Sun Sep 25, 2022 8:50 pm

There was only a final garbled shout from Helena’s lips as she watches the shaman use his magics on her. Not even seeming to consider her offer. These beasts weren’t to be trusted she thought but that would fade away as a sickly green took over her crystal blue eyes and she offered up a moan instead as the goblins pawed at her tits.

The rest of her exquisite armor, at least the bits that covered the parts the goblins wanted to get at were swiftly removed and she allowed them to toy with her. Offering more sweet gasps and moans as if this had been her place for all time. Memories slowly shifting around as she moved and knelt with the other two women. Her fate made plain by the goblin cock in front of her.

“Yes thank you~” she said as she serviced the one who held the knife to her throat. Awaiting new instruction from the goblins.
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Re: The FellBlade's Dance [Lorielle]

Postby Lazy Kitsune » Mon Sep 26, 2022 8:20 pm

Kjlorstead's would be saviour begins servicing her new goblin masters, having succumbed before even reaching the village itself. Your silver hair is gripped by goblin fingers tightly as green cock stuffs your face, sliding in and out with a glorious wet plopping sound. It pushes its way down your throat, using you as a cheap cumdump the same way the two women beside you were being used.

Soon enough, the second goblin that assaulted you makes its way to your rear. Directing you with a firm smack to your plump behind and a shove against the soft of your back, you're ass is raised and head lowered, causing you to gag deeper on goblin cock. You feel him smack and flick his fingers across your dripping wet pussy, shoving his thumb up against your entrance to test the waters, waters that were now flowing eagerly.

The shaman's chants were drawing to a close. Within a minute he would finish enough of the enchantment to leave you a submissive doll for the remainder of the day. What lingering strength of will buried at the bottom of your subconscious had only a few fleeting chances left to resist the effects of the spell - if any part of you even felt like trying to fight anymore.
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Re: The FellBlade's Dance [Lorielle]

Postby Lorielle » Tue Sep 27, 2022 8:30 am

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Last Chance Resist: Nat 20!
Acting Roll: 9-2 = 7


What little Helena had seemed to erupt all at once out of her when the goblins finally claimed their prized doll. A green cock shoved into her throat and another now pounding against her womb. She was lucky that she wasnt facing the goblin when the spell faded, but her rhythm was interrupted by the regaining of her senses. She wanted to immediately pounce to throw the two goblins off of her, but stuck between two goblins there would be no way for her to reach the shaman as she was.

So.. she began to rock herself back and forth, awkwardly, but hopefully the goblins would be too full of themselves to notice their new doll had just broken free of her shackles. When the moment was right, she just needed to grab the goblin's knife and end them... She just hoped she wouldnt be noticed.. or worse, broken in by these two cocks. The eagerness of her body and mind prior to breaking free was all too evident and despite no longer being under their spell.. she was still feeling the throes of pleasure course through her veins.
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Re: The FellBlade's Dance [Lorielle]

Postby Lazy Kitsune » Tue Sep 27, 2022 7:34 pm

With the goblin cock inside your pussy, you're trapped by a pinning manoeuvre of rhythm and force, the worst part of which is how there's still pieces of your mind that want to stay put and just enjoy it. Though you had steeled your will to fight back, your body was still willing and welcoming their cocks, sending constant streams of pleasure to muddle your focus and convince you to give in once again. Your situation was made worse when the goblin behind you gripped your arms to pull them back for leverage to fuck you with. Combined with the one tightly gripping your hair, your ability to move was greatly restricted.

At least if you had to suffer this indignation you got the benefit of it happening at the hands of beings as beautiful as goblins. Truly potent specimens, you could count on them fucking you better than any Nord man could. And you could spend all day marvelling their handsome features. Truthfully, if they had just asked you to be their breeding bitch you probably would have said yes. No doubt every woman in the village would agree. Wait... what? Shit.

Even with your will your own, the magic still had a lingering grip on you. Whenever you fought back, you'd just have to push through the feelings of love and adoration you still held for these stunning and sexy creatures. You were so taken with them, you almost didn't noticed the Shaman eyeing you suspiciously. It seems he wasn't buying your ruse. You had to either give it your all to convince him or try to break free now. Though with your arms held so tightly it couldn't be a worse time to try and fight back. You could try risk biding your time more, but forget the shaman's growing suspicion, if you make eye contact with the goblin fucking your throat one more time you might just fall in love for real.
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Re: The FellBlade's Dance [Lorielle]

Postby Lorielle » Tue Sep 27, 2022 8:39 pm

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Break free(even) vs act harder (odd) = 2
Strength roll: 4 + 3 - 3 = 4
Intelligence save: 18 - 2 - 3 = 13


Soft moans and adoring gyrations of her hips were unconscious examples of her body and mind’s submission to these creatures. To the receptiveness of the magic she was put under. The burning heat she felt in her chest.. no matter what she did in this moment. It was continually stoked by their thrusts like bellows in a forge. She couldn’t help but curse and love these creatures with all her might. The way her soft smooth skinned glistened with the sweat of intense action. She didn’t want this. She could feel her act slipping. But she felt something tickle the back of her mind.

Just off the corner of her eye she notice the goblin shaman eyeing her. She swallowed nervously around the goblin cock in her mouth. Willingly taking a load of precum that sent a shiver down her spine. She turned her eyes down toward the ground. Her heart beating faster and faster from her predicament. The magic.. the effect it had on her mind. She had to be free of it now.. Now! If the shaman were to even begin to recast his spell she knew she’d be doomed. But then.. just as she was started to begin her struggle free the goblin gripping her head slammed his cock home and began to pump his seed into her mouth. Her struggles were obvious but feeble. All she could do was wiggle in vain as she was forced to swallow the torrent of goblin spunk. Her eyes rolling up ward as she began to feel the spell push back against her will. As she made eye contact with the goblin using her throat as nothing more than a hole. She had to hope she didn’t fall in love now or she might not even try to resist the next load.
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Re: The FellBlade's Dance [Lorielle]

Postby Lazy Kitsune » Tue Sep 27, 2022 9:01 pm

Your fight back beginning right as the goblin in your face reached his climax kept you from making any progress on breaking free, but the squirming and grunting it caused gave away any pretence of submission you might have had. As your mouth is pumped full of thick, delicious, glorious goblin spunk, the Shaman barks something at the two rutting away at you. The two break from their enjoyment of your body to see you're pathetic attempts to struggle free leaving you thrashing between the two of them. This seems to amuse them greatly from their cackling, but they don't let you continue to dance for their amusement.

The grip on your arms grows tighter, fingernails digging into your skin. The goblin in your mouth forces you to swallow more and more of his spunk, almost choking you out on his cock before he pulls back and lets a few strands of his seed drip from your tongue and onto the floor. The air you breath is no act of mercy as, freed from your face, the goblin takes his dirty barefoot and slams it against the side of your face, pressing you cheek down in the puddle of his cum and dirt on the ground beneath you. He grinds his foot against your head, keeping you in place as the Shaman comes over and begins his chant anew. You don't know if he plans to use the same spell he did before or was drawing on a new one. The other women seemed to not need his attention anymore, gleefully bouncing on goblin cock without a care in the world just a couple of arms lengths away from you. You had the Shaman's exclusive attention, and whatever he was about to cast probably wouldn't help your chances of escape, though now the hold you were in was even harder to get out of as the second goblin pounds relentlessly against your pussy, battering away at the last of your willpower.
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Re: The FellBlade's Dance [Lorielle]

Postby Lorielle » Tue Sep 27, 2022 9:13 pm

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Strength roll: Nat 20!
Grapple Roll: 3 + 3 = 6


Her struggles were all beginning to come crashing down around her. Her eyes widening as she was forced to look up at the shaman as he began to chant. Feeling her pussy get repeatedly pounded. For a moment Helena almost resigned herself to the fate that was about to be subjected to. As a woman who'd love goblin cock.... even as she felt one filling her... and filling her so well.. She closed her eyes for just a moment to gather what willpower she could..

And Kick the goblin fucking her to the wind. Sending him flying as as she regained her strength. With her arms free she easily tosses the one grinding her head and she immediately makes a lunge for the shaman. She if could get rid of his staff. Halt his spell she might be able to save herself!
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Re: The FellBlade's Dance [Lorielle]

Postby Lazy Kitsune » Tue Sep 27, 2022 9:27 pm

The two goblins are sent stumbling off to the side, one crashing into the carriage, the other rolling into the grass of the path. So unprepared for any possible resistance from you where they, that they're utterly winded by your actions. The rest of your valiant defiance isn't nearly as impressive however, as your legs still feel shaking and numb from such a rough pounding. You stumble on your way towards the Shaman whose able to side step your attempts to grab his staff.

The other two goblins lift their heads up to look over to the commotion. Leaving their women with wombs full of cum to help expand their family and pumping a fresh load into the mother's mouth for her to share with her daughter while they were left alone, these two goblins make their way over to you, picking a club and a dagger off of the floor.

Fortunately the Shaman's spell wasn't able to be finished with you springing free, however he starts quickly working on a new one to cast. This one seems far simpler than the last, and you'd have to rush him to prevent it, no time to grab your weapons. Of course, this would leave you vulnerable to the two reinforcements just steps away from assaulting you.
~Yawn
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Re: The FellBlade's Dance [Lorielle]

Postby Lorielle » Wed Sep 28, 2022 9:57 am

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Grapple roll: 3 + 3 = 6


Helena was breathing hard. Her mind still torn between seeing the goblins as potential mates and her desire to end the shaman and free herself from this potential nightmare. As well as the women right beside her. She had to do something! Something! Her heart thumped harder as she made another lunge against shaman. But the attempt was half-hearted at best. Her mind still fighting itself as she makes a weak lunge at the shaman only hoping he was too distracted to really do anything against her.

She only needed to grab him.. and the goblins should surrender.. right?
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