"Demaj, I didn't mean to suggest all your work would be solved with just one birth. I mean to say it would be your only working model. I am your first long term success, your final success is on you." The Queen, rather poetically, said to Maheka Demaj. "What element do you carry? Your interest in manipulating life and blood; I expected a wood aspect. Clan Maheka is heavily aligned with the earth. Yet when I look at you I see the power of water, my favorite of the five elements by the way, and wind. Not air, wind. Other than blood purity, what do you desire from this daughter?<br/><br/>The  Queen who Flies on Wings of Rapture Torn From Stars liked how enthusiastic everyone was. That feeling of having her devoted feeling eager, acting with vision; It was why her hive had a measure of free will. They were neither automatons who couldn't ever speak against her but they couldn't outright turn against her either.<br/><br/>There was a lot of potential on The Blessed Isle but her hive had little hope of blending in there. Guerilla tactics were the most likely scenario. Appearing fast, striking quick, and vanishing with the lingering corruption of their actions spreading unseen afterward.<br/><br/>Andras brought up very good concerns about Liriel-Anneth. The Queen couldn't scout it with any piece other than The Queen and King. They would be dealing with a place where anything could happen without a real plan. Her ordered mind did not like that.<br/><br/>Andras very clearly said that their tombs weren't looted. Getting their hands on some of what they owned in the first age was very tempting as well as being relatively small in size. Most tombs were protected primarily  by sorcery. She was significantly better at Sorcery than those who would have entombed her. That gave them a significant advantage.  "You are certain our crypts have not been looted? Do you know where they are?"<br/><br/>It was just as clear that they didn't have the hive structure to occupy Tzalti. Perhaps it was the best long term goal but unsuitable for an initial place of power. "The Bull of the North is a serious concern if we are in his path. I would assume his personal might is about equal with Andras or I. If I'm correct both of us together should be well beyond what he could handle. He is no solitary threat though. The power I would need to bring against his armies could draw attention from forces just as deadly. We need greater infrastructure before we can lay claim to Tzatli."<br/><br/>Maheka Damaj's warning about the Perfect of Paragon were inconsequential. They didn't need his cooperation for him to be useful. It seemed almost a secondary thought when he said something that The Queen didn't expect to hear. Something very important " "You are saying the scepter and the Orb cant be used by the same person? Are you sure?"<br/><br/>Her crimson lips spread in a smile as she let out a cruel laugh. "That really changes the way that gambit could play out. With the most ideal scenario I do not lack for someone I could trust the Staff to. If they cannot be used by the same person then it's obvious their powers can't bind one user to the other either. The exclusivity would be pointless. Therefore the Perfect has no one to be his other piece. We are not necessarily after the Orb to manipulate The Perfect. The staff was enough to make a great King. The Orb can make a Queen in whatever place I need it to."  The Queen did not hold killing the Perfect of  Paragon for his staff to a real goal to focus on. No doubt The Hive would have an easier time than the realm as the realm could only fight him with their armies. It still had to be much more difficult than it seemed.  That The Hive had a perfect wielder for each of the wonders, something most other major powers lacked, was very reassuring though.<br/><br/>"That such concerns are beyond us validates The Hive as the greater evolution of sentient life. We are the solution." The Queen said, and by "we" she meant her.<br/><br/>With her cabinets council The Queen had a good grasp of what to do. "We will visit the places Andras and I were interred. We were very powerful. What we find there will be things pre-tailored to our natural inclinations. It's a perfect place to begin. To travel between the poles we will be using the paths from Cecylene and mirrors."<br/><br/>After they claimed what was rightfully theirs they could chose the next best target, which might be the pirates.<br/><br/>Hellwhore was making his big meaty cock and balls look like so much fun it seemed like a shame to get rid of them. Then again that is what makes them such a nice offering. Six Grains and The Queen's power showed the boy to be very skilled at keeping himself at the height of extreme sexual need without spilling over into the satisfaction of ejaculation. "I'm glad he is so good at thinking holy thoughts while keeping himself on edge. He will learn even more than he ever dreamed of very soon.<br/><br/>The young demon blood had a manner about him that was both highly sexual yet a bit innocent. The way he so shamelessly acted as a sex object yet the while time he had a demure blush to his face as if he was embarrassed or unsure if playing with his dick was wrong or not.<br/><br/>The Queen practically shouted at Hellwhore. "It is fortunate indeed that you can endure such a precarious edge. You already shot your last load ever. Until I alter you the day after tomorrow you will keep yourself at the very edge of ejaculation. Succeed in this trial. I can sense lies so you will be examined to ensure you stay there. If you cum or if you let the intensity recede. . . You will be returned to the whorehouse and we will get a boy with more dedication!"  The Queen threatened. She wasn't sure that she meant her threat or not. A Queen should follow through on all threats, but in a private situation it is a lady's prerogative to change her mind.<br/><br/>Hellwhore had at least 36 hours of needing to do what was difficult for just one. He was not even able to channel essence. He was practically just a overly horny young human. The Queen would offer him the chance to sleep for a few hours but that would be a risk the boy would need to calculate. As soon as he fell asleep his body would try to do what young men's bodies are made for and blow its load. The task wasn't just not to cum, it was to not let himself calm down either. If his body got too tired to keep him on edge he would also lose. He couldn't afford to get lethargic either.<br/><br/>"Six Grains of Pomegranate. You possess the power to invest Essence into living beings to later harvest. Invest most of what you have ready access to into the boy's meat. And ceremonially bless them.  He may be a saint for you some day. Carry him to the chapel,  that is now dedicated to you, and do it there if you wish."  The Queen said to the God. The palace was sentient and able to manipulate parts of itself like the wyld. The Queen had it laboring for the past many hours with assistance from the hive to create a great shrine dedicated to Andras's sex organs and Six Grains of Pomegranate. The God had a legitimate shrine again.<br/><br/>"You will never have an other orgasm, Hellwhore." She said with a cruel laugh.<br/><br/>Andras on the other hand had a very different energy. The Queen looked down toward him sitting confidently with his big fat nuts in his lap and his mammoth dick layed out across his limbs.<br/><br/>"Creating an essence fueled ship is very possible. My palace here has a fully functional factory cathedral. With the gifts I have given you and my own skill we must coordinate how we will put it to use. I would also like you to make a something great from what we are taking from the whore. Not a sex toy. Maybe something for our sons or the new god. Engadge is some quality male bonding."<br/><br/>"Andras is a very active but very loyal dick and balls." The Queen said to Six Grains of Pomegranate. Her wording was purposely Andras and his genitals as if they were the same thing. He was a font of sperm for his Queen, at least metaphorically. It would be how the religeon speaks of them."You mentioned The Brides of Alhat as good breeding tools. I agree, but I assume you mean for Andras? I could see great benefit to utilizing his fertile balls to seed an army. I would command him to do it even if it was particularly beneficial. There is one problem though. . ."<br/><br/>The Queen walked behind Andeas and began to massage his string back and broad masculine shoulders. She loved him, it was enjoyable for her to just make his great body feel good. She did have a point to make. "Andras. Imagine it. We could have a luxurious room set up, filled with curvaceous and strong women. All fertile just begging for you to cum in them. Dozens of the most buxom and breedable women if the south, and you get to be left alone to plow yourself right in to every one of them. You are now worshiped as a set of divine fuckmeat. It's understandable that you would want to go on a glorious sex campaign with it. Tell Six Grains of Pomegranate how much you want to fuck and cum inside so many prime females."<br/><br/>She was really overwhelming with the descriptions. She knew Andras was going to hate the idea. She wasn't even sure if he could fuck multiple women in one day. The exact nature of his serious derangement at percieved sexual betrayal was designed to trigger with his climax. After that he was lost in self destructive repentance for a whole day. She doubted such psychological factors were flexible enough to hold off until he was finished with the rest of his harem. She even made it clear he was alone with them. There was no way he could justify it with the only way his mind could accept that situation; it being a sexual performance as part of pleasing and fucking her.<br/><br/>The Queen froze in thought for a moment. Making Andras a fertility god who was always horny but is disgusted by the idea of sex outside his relationship was one thing. Cementing that he makes no exception for himself if he is raped now felt cruel.<br/><br/>His idea of manhood being a deeply ingrained code of honor already ment that he would blame himself for not preventing it. It violated his code. Allowing him to spiral into a psychotic need to forsake all comforts and harm himself at the same time? She couldn't allow that to remain. Not to her Andras. Luckily it was a desecration, she could fix that.<br/><br/>She hugged Andras from behind. "I love you more than anything, Wolf Spider"<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>OOC: After seeing the novel I wrote and being reminded you are dyslexic. I'm going to try something here. You're dyslexic I have depression and hyperfixate. Rp helps me. Let me see if I can help you survive my attention.<br/><br/>Outline:<br/>- Asked Majeka Demaj about his history.<br/>- Asked Andras if he knows for sure about the tombs.<br/>- Said a lot about the Perfect of Paragon and the Orb. Very Happy to learn Staff and Orb are mutually exclusive<br/>- Alluded to the power I'm going to give Hellwhore. He must edge himself a potentially impossible amount of time.<br/>- Queen admits Tzatli nice but unachievable<br/>- Queen Says Tomb exploration.<br/>- Six Grains learns he has a chapel, asked to Bless Hellwhore's meat.<br/>- Andras told about factory Cathedral asked to collaborate projects with The Queen. She wants an Artifact made from Hellwhores dick and balls.<br/>- Because Six Grains implied Andras breed Alhat brides Andras given gorgeous sex fantasy scenario with hot big titty girls. She knows he will dispose the idea.<br/>- The Queen worries she may have let too many wires cross and Andras could break. Bitch move, must fix.<br/><br/><br/>Also<br/>8 Successes Lore check on her tomb location and status.<br/>9 Success Occult check to see how bad Andras might take it if he has sex his body enjoys that she didn't command him to have. Mostly so she knows how important it is that she make it not hit so hard.<br/><br/>*So you dont have to dig through his sheet. Andras's is always horny and code of manhood means sex without her done at his Queen's command doesn't really violate his code of Honor. It still triggers his psychotic break. Sex outside his circle that she didnt command breaks his code of honor, violates his obsessive behavior, and triggers his psychotic break. He will physically enjoy it because he is so horny even though he really doesn't want to.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>