The Wolf's lips peeled back from his teeth as the woman gently cautioned him from his behavior, intended from the outset to spark a quarrel in her. It seemed the people of this land seemed quite practiced at rolling over and taking what was coming. Weakness disgusted the great king and made him long to replace this incessant nagging with the sound of blades rending flesh.<br/><br/>The man spoke next, seated at the head of the table, but when he opened his mouth, the whining tone of the woman issued forth. As though he were merely a poppet on strings, with her voicing all the parts herself.<br/><br/>The serving girl tried to gather herself up from the Wolf’s lap, having successfully swallowed the mash of food stuffed past her lips, but his broad arm around her waist kept her restrained as the large invader began to devour his meal. Stealing long, poignant glares up at the Priestess. While Kev’Lach was busy stuffing his mouth, Gel’Mach took the opportunity to be heard.<br/><br/>“The Norven people are grateful for your willing compliance. Our Brave King is peerless in the ways of battle and warfare, but has much to learn in the way of diplomacy and discretion.” Gel’Mach said calmly, holding up his glass in a brief show of homage to their hosts. “It is good of you to offer yourselves willingly to the will of the Norven army. We hope that-”<br/><br/>“Firstly!” Kev’Lach interrupted his counterpart sharply, slamming his drink back to the table. “We demand five-thousand stone of grain to feed my men. One-thousand gold pieces, five hundred able bodied young men to join mighty Hoard as well as the same number of young women to serve as slaves to the desires of my best men.”<br/><br/>“My Lord. I think you may have grown slightly over-excited... As you can see these people are but humble farmers. Perhaps-” Gel tried to interject before being cut off again.<br/><br/>“I’m not finished!” Kev’Lach snapped, banging his fist on the table. “This town will also house and feed my army for the night, providing its women to warm the beds of my men. Most importantly, you dirt worshiping cowards will forsake your pagan deities and embrace the old Gods, the true Gods that rule this world and all others. The Gods of Courage and Valor and Might. You shall tear down your statues and rededicate all your temples to the true Gods. You shall lower your flags and banners and raise the Norven flag over the ramparts and live as a Colony of the great Norven Country.”<br/><br/>“Your Braveness, please-”<br/><br/>“Shut up, Gel’Mach!” Kev shouted across the table. “Among the slaves, this woman. This Delen Jadai shall come with Me. She will be my personal plaything to warm the long trail. I will make her my fuck-pig, swine to my desires. Sow of my bed.”<br/><br/>Kev was now glaring into Jai’s eyes, smiling sadistically as he fondled the girl in his lap, even as she struggled to get away. He was pawing at her chest and gripping her hip to keep her backside grinding against his growing erection.<br/><br/>“And if these conditions aren’t met in full by sundown. My army will swarm the straw gates of this cinder pile. The flames will kiss the stars and once only ashes remain, I’ll breathe in the night and blow your city to the ground.”<br/>