[Realm of the Phoenix King] Character Thread
<h1 id="title">Elliquiy Role Playing Forums</h1>
		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Extreme =&gt; Extreme Small Groups =&gt; Topic started by: Vostroya on 01-05-2013, 18:36:52</h2>
		<dl id="posts">
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>[Realm of the Phoenix King] Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>01-05-2013, 18:36:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>OOC Thread</strong></span> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172235.0)<br><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Outer Palace</span></strong> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172447.0)<br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Inner Palace (Original Story thread)</strong></span> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169387.0)<br><br><br><hr><br><strong>If any changes are made to your character please PM me so that I may change them here.</strong><br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Royalty</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/leon_by_masterbimo-1-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Malekith Nasbrí Songsteel </strong></span><br><strong>Played By:</strong> Vostroya<br><strong>Age:</strong> 29<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Phoenix King, Emperor of the Clans<br><strong>Clan:</strong> Metal Spider (http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/sg_31-Copy_zps46c3191e.jpg)<br><strong>Rank:</strong> Clan Ruler/King<br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong> Muscular, Lean build. Tall (6 ft. 6 in.). Heterochromia in Eyes (Right colored Brown, Left Hazel). Hair color is White (Dyed) and long enough to reach his shoulders when not in a specific style.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> An extremely strong willed man, bred to be so by nine years leading an army against the Clans of the world to bring them under his boot. What was once a kind and shy book nerd, has turned into a confidant, intelligent, courageous character and warrior. Now enjoying his time as the King he has taken up training his immense stock of slaves and ponies as a pass time in between ruling over the nation and the clans. He has a keen eye for politics as his position requires it. Towards his close friends he is kind and gentle, especially towards the people when he is able to see them. Towards his servants he is like a dominate wind, just his presence alone sends fear and lust into the hearts of his servants. Ever since spending so long on the battlefield stressing about the next battle or losing the war, he has since become relaxed in his power and prestige. Letting his lust run rampant through the halls of the Royal Palace. As he has decreed. It is very rare for the King not to go a day without releasing his lust at least a few times. <br><br><strong>History:</strong> The Man who would come to unite all of the warring clans under his clans banner was once just a small noble boy from a small and relatively weak clan obsessed with the past and its technology. His position as a noble in a clan that was under the protection of a larger clan afforded him alot of free time to read through the scrolls of the libraries and to take trips with an escort out into abandoned parts of the world to explore ruins of the old world. He became obsessed with the technology of the past and trying to recreate it. Much to the disappointment of his father who wanted him to be a politician and be more active as a noble and the political games they played. Malekith would have none of it. His time away from home became longer and longer as his expeditions even at pre teen level became more and more dangerous. More than once Malekith had to fend for himself or fight with a small escort against bandits or rival clan soldiers during his studies, this quickly meant the young book worm that could barely lift a sword was reborn on the field of battle, learning how to defend himself and becoming a tactical leader of his men and escorts. Through his teen years, Malekith barely spent even a few days with his clan or parents, always out in the world studying war and technology. It was at the tender age of 18 that Malekith found his greatest discovery, years of solely focusing on science, technology and research, he had become the worlds expert on the old world. The clans were always so busy fighting with themselves that they spent extremely little time trying to improve themselves technologically, it was always about how to become stronger, faster, and more powerful.<br><br>Deep in some ancient ruins, Malekith found his destiny, what he found deep in those ruins of the old world no one can say, It is his most closely guarded secret, even his closest friends do not know what happened down there. All that is known is that Malekith entered the Ruins a young, naive boy and one year later he exited the ruins a King with a new army. He had discovered what he had spent his whole life up until then searching for. His small army that he now had was stronger and more powerful than whole armies of the clans put together. His technology now had the power to turn him from a small and insignificant noble of a weak clan, into the most powerful human being on the planet. He then decided that it was time to end the constant warfare between clans and finally bring an end to the suffering he had seen of the common man. Endless wars and pillaging were destroying what remained of the world and Malekith knew that if it continued, the world would end just as it had so many centuries ago, in fire and rage. His home was now far away, it would take a long time to reach his ancestral home and claim his right to rule his Clan, he knew his father was becoming frail and his Clan needed a new ruler and Malekith was determined to give them a leader to look up to and follow with absolute loyalty. It was this time that history dubbed "The Long March", Malekith no longer hid and cowered away from fights, he marched with his new army across the lands of any Clan that was in his way back home. <br><br>With his new power, any foe that tried to cross swords with the young man were utterly devastated and destroyed with no mercy. What began with small raiding parties trying to kill a noble and steal what gold he had on him, began to turn into armies trying to destroy the young ruler to be. The clans slowly began to learn that this boy was a major threat to their power. At first they just tried to weaken him, when that failed completely, clans that had at one time been enemies soon began to unite against this rising threat. Malekith's small army also began to rise in power. Small clans began to swear their service to him, witnessing for themselves the might of his person first hand. Battles against him were often extremely short, masses of troops that would take an army several times the size Malekith's to defeat, were broken and scattered, running back to their masters and telling them of the Man who lead Metal beasts into war that breathed fire from their mouths, beasts that could not be harmed by their swords and arrows, soldiers that could cast magic from their hands and kill any who approached them. As the march continued Malekith found many new allies, allies that other clans had for years tried to being to their side. One of the most famous being the Amazon warriors of the Black-forest (http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/l651844_zps3a9dd63e.jpg), warrior women that lived within the forbidden Black-forest, all who had gone into the forest before never came out. Legends of the Amazon's prowess in the fighting arts struck fear into any Clan. Malekith would hear nothing of it. The Black-forest stood between him and his destiny. Without any hesitation, Malekith lead his army into the forbidden forest, the Major Clans believing that it was the last they would see of the young brat, but it was not to be so. A week later his army emerged from the forest at the other end with another banner waving in the wind. The clan that could not be defeated and had turned all expeditions into dust emerged from the forest having pledged their loyalty and service to the young noble. <br><br>It was now that legends of the Kings power began to spread throughout the known world. Small clans began to seek audiences and began signing over their clans to the service of their new ruler. Malekiths army began to grow stronger by the day. A year into his March the young lord began to take whole clans underneath his banner. Among his new banner-men were the legendary Busai Calvary (http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/00083y3y_zpsd62a9037.jpg), considered by many major clans the most well organized and trained calvary and archer warriors in the world. Another clan that joined the young lords army were Iron Maiden Clan (http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/4ca49885-1d03-4bf4-8f35-9012e32120f3_zpsd1c82d39.jpg). Experts in heavy infantry and armor crafting. As he crossed into his rivals clans towns and cities he offered the common folk a simple choice, they could stay and toil away on their land as their masters grew rich while they died by the thousands, or they could join his army and be given a purpose in life greater than their own. He even offered the choice to slaves and even ponies that came across his path. Some refused, but a wide margin accepted his offer, the young lords army becoming stronger by the day. By the time he had reached his home another year later. His army had grown from a small elite force to a force that was rivaling the size of several clans combined forces. He arrived at his Clans castle just in time to watch his parents die of natural causes. At his side at the end, the young lord said goodbye to his parents, his father, who had once been disappointed with his son, now saw a King in his presence and with his dying breaths he for the first time, said that he loved his son. Legends tell that when his fathers eyes had closed for the final time, Malekith cried for the first time since he had left his clan so long ago. A week of mourning followed and the world held its breath, would the young lord continue his crusade to unite the clans or would grieve overtake him and his revolution fail?<br><br>Once the Mourning was over, the world had its answer. Calling an assembly of his now massive army into the streets of his Clans capital city. He appeared to his people on a balcony over looking the city from the castle. Taking a hold of the Metal Spider Clans crown in his hand and in a move that stunned the world, the young lord that stood at the edge of greatness crowned himself ruler of the clan and declared that clan was now reborn in the fires of war. He had dyed half of his hair pure angelic white, claiming that he would not dye the rest of his hair until the world was under his heel. He declared that he was now the Phoenix King and ruler of all the clans. Any who did not submit to his will would be crushed under his boot. In a single day the young lord had gone from grieving son, to warrior king. The streets roared and bells rang in the city so loudly that it felt like the city would have crumbled to its foundations. The Phoenix King then declared that his mish-mash of differing clans and soldiers would be united under the banner of the Metal Spider and would be renamed the "<em>La Grande Armée</em>", a name not used and forgotten so long ago. For weeks his army stood idle within his own lands. Building their strength and their training. His troops quickly became the best equipped, the best trained, and the most loyal army in history. It was on the day of his 21st birthday that Malekith once again left his birth home and left with his massive army to unite the world under his rule.<br><br>It was during this time that the Major Clans finally broke their generations of feuding and warring with each other and finally saw the threat that was looming across the horizon. For the first time in anyone's knowledge the worlds most powerful clans and their banner-men united against this common enemy, and thus began the great Unification War. Lasting for five years, the war took its toll on the worlds strongest clans. While their armies were massive, they could not stand up to the Phoenix King's superior technology and army skill. Battle after battle saw the United Clans get beaten back inch by inch of the massive war machine the King had built against them.<br><br>In one particular scene of devastation his army had come across a town that had just been attacked and burned by a rival clans paid mercenaries. It was a scene of horrible devastation, the King was one of the first into the town, wanting to see for himself the destruction the Clan had brought to the innocents. It was in the rubble that the King had found a small child barely old enough to be nine, sitting in the dirt in a tattered dress trying to hold back the tears as a small dog licked her on the hand. The King knew that the girls parents were probably killed during the raid and she would die alone and hungry if nothing was done. It was then that the King approached her from the fog and smoke of the burnt village and offered her a new home with him and a Clan to call her own. A new family that would protect her and care for her always. He also made promise to her that night when she had been properly cleaned and put to bed. He promised her that he would stop the fighting and unite the world under him. She then gave him her real name, Anouska, giving her the pet name of Anouk. He then kissed her on the forehead and left her to sleep for the first time in a real bed. <br><br>&nbsp;Towards the end of the fourth year of war, the Clans began to crack under the strain of the constant advance of the King. Envoys sued for peace with the Warrior King, but were always left with two options for their lords once they returned to them. "Unconditional Surrender to the Phoenix King and a pledge of Servitude or utter annihilation". The clans old feuds and hatreds began to seep to the surface and the alliance they built to destroy the young king began to destroy itself from the inside. The clans broke off from the alliance, some deciding to accept the Kings terms, others declaring that they would fight to the end. It took another year of intense fighting for every foot, but eventually on the 26th birthday of the Phoenix King, the final clan was beaten into submission and signed the surrender. Ending the five year conflict and shoving the King to his place as Emperor of all the Clans. The Spider now stood above all. Making good on his deal with himself, one day after the war was over, the newly crowned king dyed the other half of his hair white, completing an ancient Metal Spider Clan nobility tradition of old. His hair was now shoulder length and silky. The King then went to the balcony of his new castle and looked upon the new lands that he taken. His newly dyed hair flowing in the light breeze of the afternoon. The King then set about the task of rebuilding his nation and reforming the clans so that the power would remain with the King and not fall back into the hands of the Clans that once held it. The culture of the new empire also rapidly changed. With no wars to fight, massive amounts of resources began to pour into the Scientific, Sexual, and Architectural arts. The clans now no longer fought over territory or power. They now fought with each other on who had the best trained ponys and slaves. Who had the newest art and most innovative sexual techniques. The common people were released from the heavy tax burdens the clans had once placed on them to pay for their endless wars and the King became almost onto a god to the people. Now the King rests after so much fighting as his Empire that he built from nothing has entered a golden age of peace.<br><br><strong>On's:</strong> Dominance, Strong women, Obedience, Slave and Pony Training, BDSM, bondage, Master/Slave relationships, Anal, toys, oral, experimentation, Obidience training<br><br><strong>Off's:</strong> Cowards, Traitors, Spies against him, Threats to his power, Weak willed nobles, Pee, Feces, Gore<br><br><hr><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i950.photobucket.com/albums/ad350/thesunmaid/3_zps34f7e174.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kimiko Sayomi Songsteel <br><strong>Played By:</strong>Thesunmaid<br><strong>Age:</strong>23<br><strong>Gender:</strong>female<br><strong>Occupation:</strong>scholar<br><strong>Clan:</strong>metal spider<br><strong>Rank:</strong>princess<br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong>She is curvy for an Asian woman medium sized breasts and long waist length black hair and dark eyes. She is only half Asian but she looks like a full blood. She sometimes will wear blue streaks in her hair and favors black blue and white in her form fitting clothing. <br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>She tends to be quite cold and distant to most people. The only one she shows affection for is her brother Malekith.He is one of the only people that can get a smile out of her. She tends to spend a lot of time studying and reading and tends to not think of the slaves as anything but annoyances and distractions from her studies. She will occasionally use them to satisfy carnal needs but prefers not to engage in the orgies and concubines. She will use them and will verge on cruel when she is with them.<br><br><strong>History:</strong>She was born to one of the concubines of the former king. The king impregnated one of the concubines and she was allowed to become a caregiver to the child..her wet nurse for a time for performing the task of carrying what would become the princess of the metal spider clan. When she was born the queen was overjoyed at having a daughter. Her son was even at a very young age he was reckless and tended to leap before he looked...as well as the queen wished to have a little girl she could dress up and show off. Kimiko was much quieter than her brother preferring reading and other less dangerous pursuits. When she turned 17 she asked to go exploring the world.<br><br>Wanting to know more about the world.Wanting to meet others of different clans she would set out to travel the world and meet a young man...a noble man by the name of Maltuk Leonhard of the Black Scorpions clan. She and he had a whirlwind romance.He was heir to the throne of his people with a king that was no longer in full control of his faculties and he was very appealing to most girls. And Kimiko being young and rather sheltered from the ways of romance..her mothers idea she fell for his charms and became his lover. Only to find she was betrayed when he was also bedding most of the women of the court and a few of the men. Concubines were one thing...they didn't matter...they had no choice. But...to take a another noble as his lover. After he had professed his undying love for her. Yes in the world many took more than 1 lover...but she did not understand this. Also...she was angry and hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. So she proceeded to topple the clan from the inside...playing the doting sweetheart as she set them up to fall by framing her lover to kill a more powerful clans leader. Maltuk never knew that his love was the one who framed him until the day he was put to death as she let a satisfied smirk be seen at the last moment and she blew him a kiss and he knew his fate had been sealed by in his eyes a mere woman. But at that moment he did not see a mere woman but a crafty intelligent enemy that she had become.<br><br>She had continued to travel and learn but she never again allowed her heart to soften to another except for the one person in her life she still trusted..dear sweet Malekith who would never betray her...who would never turn his back. She would write to him telling him of her travels and things she had learned and finally now she was returning home with a gift she has searched for for months. She needed it to be something exquisite and deserving of a king. And now she was on her way home to see him..to share her knowledge. Finally coming home to her brother. To her home.<br><br><strong>On's:</strong>http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=49329.msg2314444#msg2314444<br><strong>Off's:</strong>see on's<br><br><hr><br><br></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Nobles</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br>Jasper Liam Sardasiek<br>Played by Patchygrizz<br>Age 24<br>Male<br>Occupation:&nbsp; Minor Noble, House Sardasiek, Political Noble<br>Clan:&nbsp; Northern Crossfox<br>Rank:&nbsp; Newly named heir of the Northern Crossfox<br><br>Vital Statistics :&nbsp; 5 ft. 4 in.&nbsp; Auburn hair, long when not hidden.&nbsp; &nbsp;Two face depending on garb, time and place.&nbsp; Preferred appearance, lean, slightly effeminate, hair in a braid.&nbsp; Court appearance, wears more masculine clothing, often some armor for display of strength if permitted.&nbsp; Garb designed to make him look taller and older.&nbsp; Garb displays moderate wealth, to the skilled eye one might see it as new wealth, not the long held wealth of a long noble line.<br><br>Personality:&nbsp; &nbsp;While in court and in backroom dealings, he portrays an aura of confidence, dominant spirit, and loyal ambition.&nbsp; Filling the role his family and clan set forth during the earlier conflicts, a dutiful clan from the frontier who heeded the call of their rightful king.&nbsp; Appearances suggest his arrival at court is to display his clans loyalty, show service and talents special to those from the frontier, and gain honors and titles as per as his duties will render.&nbsp; For those that personally know him however, or catch him on his off days, his demeanor is much different.&nbsp; Rumors might abound from personal consorts of his second nature, of which only exist in rumor to date, however indicates a crack in this perfect dutiful vassal armor he wears.<br><br>History:&nbsp; &nbsp;His family is of a political class, from a minor clan in the north.&nbsp; Despite their small size during the current status quo, during the unification wars their minor clan held a rather major stronghold in a rough and tumble area on the fringe of society.&nbsp; Their ability to call upon bands of mountain folk and harass armies ten times their size with great efficiency, the unification wars brought them opportunities to gain favor with whomever they chose to side with.&nbsp; There was bad blood between the Northern Crossfox and their neighbors, and despite siding with the clans early, the father of Jasper, Sedric Liam, was one of the earlier clan leaders to side with the King.&nbsp; Foresight from a shamanistic ritual, or luck, or both, the Northern Crossfox rallied their bands of ruffians to the Metal Spider cause.&nbsp; Situated on the flanks of the other clans, their presence alone was enough to hold the rival clans' forces from making the most effective military moves they other wise could have. <br><br>Though history might record the banner of the Crossfox rallying to the King in a spectacular way, the mountain bands however never really led that many raids.&nbsp; A simple show of force and occasional raid was enough to hold their neighbors in a defensive stance and reduce their abilities until the Kings main vanguard arrived to drive into their harassed ranks.&nbsp; Truth be told, the Crossfox simply said a few words ran a few raids with their confederated bands, and managed to grow triple the honor for it.&nbsp; Jaspers Father, Sedric was killed in the last raid that attacked a small convoy just before the vanguard arrival.&nbsp; His death accented the deeds of the Crossfox clan bringing more regard.&nbsp; Slightly more than minor regard, for actions of only half minor effort spent with an accidental death by a minor noble who was just unlucky. <br><br>To popular talk and those who only see or choose to see the surface of a story, the Crossfox are a well rewarded vassal to the king who came to his aid early.&nbsp; To those who are skeptical and critical of history, one might see the Crossfox clan as up-trumped brigands from the mountainous frontier.<br><br>Jasper Liam Sardasiek, appears to be following his families role over the past half generation, following dutifully their kings rulings and serving as loyal bannerman.&nbsp; Recently confirmed as&nbsp; the heir of the Northern Crossfox Clan, under his ailing brother and older mother, he is expected to gain the title of his own clan.&nbsp; Rumors abound however of the families troubles, and potential political intrigue both in and outside of the Northern Crossfox Clan.<br><br>On's:&nbsp; Power exchange, Submissive to Dominant and Dominant to Submissive.&nbsp; Receiving and giving of the following:&nbsp; Bondage, forced nudity, inquisition, debt and coercion, political intrigue and power games, anal, oral, beast and pet play, voyeurism, needleplay.&nbsp; Very open minded.<br><br>Off's:&nbsp; Very few, age-play with minors, and parent-child incest.<br><br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd398/hercampusbc/men1.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Mason Dovardi<br><strong>Played By: Westal</strong><br><strong>Age:</strong> 28<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Clan Leader, Inventor, Merchant<br><strong>Clan:</strong> Gold Fox Clan<br><strong>Rank:</strong> Noble merchant<br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong><br>Moderate build. Not bulky but toned. Broad shoulders and handsome physique but not imposing.<br>Mason stands 6'1" and weighs around 200 pounds.<br>Exercises to maintain an athletic build, but rarely needs to test his body in combat or other rigors.<br>Short brown hair, emerald green eyes, and a coy grin glued to his face.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Charismatic, friendly, suave, playful, flirtatious, these are words used often of Captain Dovardi (he keeps the title though he rarely sails anymore). However, those facing him on the opposing end of a business deal know him very differently. Sly, cunning, ruthless when it came to all things gold and influence. If you tried to take his client, he'd either ruin you financially or physically, depending on his mood. He had his own small army of 'negotiators', who dealt with business foes who were below his standards to screw over personally.<br><br>As an inventor, he is practically peerless. Many of his sex slave apparel and device designs were of his creation, which got him a lucrative contract with <span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Malekith Nasbrí Songsteel before he was known as </span>the Pheonix King. He enjoys the finest things in life, especially the highest-bred sex slaves, some of which are bred and raised in his exclusive facilities.<br><br>At court though, he is the life of a party. Bringing lavish gifts, often for every noble attendee, he matches his generosity with his hunger for networking and growing his empire. He is usually seen with his personal slave and business attendant, Lydia. Lydia was his first slave, acquired when she was young because of her incredible math skills, but now that she is ripe, serves the dual role as admin/pleasure slave.<br><br><strong>History:</strong> His family were all notable warriors and clan generals. They thought their son would follow in their footsteps...but despite his skill at dueling, Mason just found the whole bloodshed thing to be so fruitless. By the time he was thirteen, he'd sold his first patent, and when he was seventeen, he made his first overland trading expedition. When he turned twenty, he led a handful of ships across the Foxtail channel in under a week beating the sunrise to claim the feat. It was this one mission that he both earned the name of his future clan, and also doubled his family's net worth. Not bad for a coin-kisser. After that, his family was content to let Mason find his own way in life, and he was open for business, and his very merchant clan was born.<br><br>His first of many successes came with his series of inventions that were the predecessors of modern slave attire, equipment, aphrodisiac injectors, and many more. His loyalty to the Pheonix King even before his ascension have earned Lord Dovardi a warm and influential place in the Pheonix King's empire. He is currently underway with an ambitious project to mass produce simple technologies that the Kingdom wants to make a profit on with him.<br><br>His weakness is his dual obsession making and spending money. He often jokes that he can predict his own death: he will fall over the rampart to his castle while chasing a bouncing coin.<br><br><strong>On's:</strong> Oral and foreplay (giving and receiving), threesomes MFF, see o/o for more details<br><br><strong>Off's: </strong>Bathroom play, excessive pain etc<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k134/grapekoolade1987/155914_475670992486703_2030705728_n.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ceridwen Merriam Dulciate<br><strong>Played By:</strong> Cyanidekandikisses<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female <br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Gift (at the moment)<br><strong>Clan:</strong> Clan Valerian<br><strong>Rank:</strong> Noble turned gift to the King<br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong><br>Face- Heart shaped face with a small upturned nose and full pouting lips.<br>Skin Tone – Milky white, blushes easily with any high emotion (embarrassment, anger, arousal) <br>Eye Color – Pale silvery blue<br>Hair – Thick, silken black curls which fall in a wild mess to her mid-back<br>Body Type – Slender and graceful with generous curves, full hips and a plump perky rear.<br>Height – 5’3<br>Cup Size – 34C<br>Tattoos/Piercings – Tribal coming of age marks on her face, 3 across her forehead and one bisecting her lower lip and chin <br>Clothing Style- When left to her own devises her clothing tends towards either flowing silks and chiffon&nbsp; easy to move in without the constrictions of corsets and thick brocades or britches and flowing lawn shirts she has pilfered from her brothers. When attending to things where she must dress the part she puts up with the thicker clothes of brocade and corsets trimming her already thin waist down and mounding her breasts in a most lovely display. When possible Ceri can be found without shoes.<br>Weapons – Proficient with a bow and arrow as well as a dagger.<br>Abilities – She has been taught to read and write, and well as having proficiency with a bow and arrow. As the only girl child of a widower Ceri also has the ability to play the gracious host when pushed to; though sometimes it is hard to reign in her desire to speak her mind. <br><br><strong>Personality:</strong><br>Ceri is very proud, passionate and at sometimes hard headed and stubborn though she also is a very compassionate person, caring deeply for children and the people who owe fealty to her father. She is fiercely loyal to those who she believes deserve it and is a formidable foe when angered. Ceri is flirtatious though innocent. She is quick to smile and even quicker to give a tongue lashing. Ceri always speaks her mind, even when she really should hold her tongue, which is not her strong point.<br><br><strong>History:</strong><br>Ceridwen Merriam Dulciate was born to a large family. Six children were given to her Father and Mother; all of her siblings boys, most of them much older than Ceri. Her mother died during childbirth a year past Ceri’s birth. Her father took on a very hands off approach to her raising, leaving her with a long line of nannies and nurse maids. She came up quite wild, running the woods with her older brothers learning more traits of a man than woman. <br><br>When her first menses came, her father brought in a widow from a neighboring clan to teach her the arts of womanhood. This woman strongly disapproved of the way she had been brought up and tried to keep her from these wild urges. At every turn Ceri would slip away into the woods or down into the village. When she would be found, Ceri would be surrounded by children in the village square or hiding in the woods with a book. <br><br>When the Phoenix King took over the clans, Ceri’s father would not yield. Pitting his warriors against the kings, only just being able to stand their own. It was time that would beat the small but fierce clan of warriors. Her father and his advisers have come up with a way to curry favor with the new young king. He looked to his youngest child, just now reaching the age of majority, who had turned out to be a very beautiful young woman. They would gift Ceridwen to him and pledge their fealty in hopes to keep a measure of solidarity and self-rule. <br><br><strong>On's:</strong> I can get into almost anything see my Ons/Offs for more info<br><br><strong>Off's:</strong> No bathroom things, i.e. scat, water sports, vomiting. See O/O's for more.<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k134/grapekoolade1987/tumblr_m6uy2x9dvr1qa0wj4o1_400.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Trenton Mikah Dragonsbaine<br><strong>Played By:</strong> Cyanidekandikisses<br><strong>Age:</strong> 24<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Warrior/Politician<br><strong>Clan:</strong> Clan Valerian<br><strong>Rank:</strong> Noble<br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong><br>Face- Oval shaped face with full lips and an aristocratic look of disdain usually present. <br>Skin Tone – Olive skin which picks up a tan very easily&nbsp; <br>Eye Color – Pale bluish silver<br>Hair – Black, usually wore long and tied back with a leather strip<br>Body Type – Slender but well-muscled from hours spent at war play<br>Height – 6’3<br>Tattoos/Piercings – Dragon over his shoulder and left pectoral muscle <br>Clothing Style- He can either be found wearing animal skins and a kilt, or a nobleman’s britches and freshly laundered lawn shirt of some sort<br>Weapons – Trent is proficient at most weapons, showing a tendency towards the larger war axe or broad sword<br>Abilities – He shows grand skills in matters of state as well as war. Trent can blend in pretty much anywhere he is.<br><br><br><strong>Personality:</strong><br>Highly proud and cocky, Trent also has a silver tongue. He can talk himself into or out of pretty much any situation. Highly charismatic and passionate, Trent has been raised to be a true politician. Very rarely does anything come from his mouth that has not been thoroughly thought out first. <br><br><strong>History:</strong><br>Trenton was born out of wedlock to the younger sister of the Lord of the Clan Valerian. When he became a young man he was fostered out to the Clan Valerian’s Lord, acting as just another of his many sons. <br><br>Closest in age to the wild daughter of Lord Laurence, Trent was also a wild child. Favoring the wilds of the woods to the intrigues of court life. Though he was indeed taught how to successfully traverse in that world. <br><br>He accompanied his Uncle to the King’s ‘little get together’, intent to stay at court and perhaps foster a friendship that would help his Uncle out, and if possible, keep an eye on his wild cousin who was to be their clan’s main gift to the king.<br><br><strong>On's:</strong> See O/o<br><br><strong>Off's:</strong> See O/o<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://www.rankopedia.com/CandidatePix/33434.gif)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Numair la'Sharif<br><strong>Played By:</strong> Revenent<br><strong>Age:</strong> 29<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Private security contractor, mostly working either for the Metal Spider Clan (sometimes for the king himself) or those near to them<br><strong>Clan:</strong> Black Tide<br><strong>Rank:</strong> Noble bodyguard, war hero<br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong> Naturally, with his history and current occupation, Numair keeps himself as physically fit as possible, using the time between jobs to train his body and his mind to always be ready an alert. He has no right arm starting at about halfway up from his elbow, though he is fortunately fitted with the finest prosthetic technology the Phoenix King has to offer due to his service record. What it lacks in tactile feedback, the prosthetic makes up for in precision and above-human strength and durability, so he considers it something of a blessing as far as his career is concerned. He rarely wears the prosthetic in public, though. Even on a job, he'll just carry it with him until he needs it.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Numair is an honest man in the most stubborn ways possible. He is a very cynical man about the current state of affairs between all of the clans, and he has no problem sharing his beliefs with anyone who wants to discuss politics, military affairs, and sometimes even the latest noble gossip. However, he is still a man that can himself be trusted (especially since he wears his beliefs on his sleeve), and to those he actually trusts, he is very loyal and reliable. He believes the Phoenix King has the best in mind for everyone, and he is grateful for what he did for him in the past, so even when not personally guarding the king, he always keeps a watchful eye out for traitors and usurpers...<br><strong>History:</strong> The Black Tide clan is one of the oldest of the war clans, and there are few that are superior when it comes to naval warfare. The clan had spent centuries spreading their dominion across the world's lands and islands, some generations ruling over vast territories like a mighty empire, while others lost lands to other clans and could only struggle to maintain their traditions until the time for conquering came again. It was a time of relative prosperity for the clan when the Unification Wars began, and while many other warrior clans fought to maintain their dominion and their honor against the growing power of the Metal Spider, the Black Tide was one of the few to instead join with Malekith at the start of his campaign. <br><br>The Tide saw strength in Malekith's plan for unification, and they figured that, if they joined early on, they would get a large share of the power that would come from ruling over all clans. Naturally, the Phoenix King would benefit from having such a strong, seaworthy force on his side, so he welcomed the sailing conquerors with open arms. Before, he had been but a crewman, but it was in the very first year of the Unification War that Numair la'Sharif found his way to the position of Captain, on a fine battleship called the Kesari. <br><br>The Black Tide's greatest battle of the war came when an opposing clan attempted to siege one of the King's most important ports. The Tide was the only defense available at the time, and things grew hopeless as ship after ship fell and a majority of the clan's warriors perished in the violence. Many began to talk of abandoning their alliance and the port and fleeing for safety, but the young Captain Numair was one of the strongest voices calling for the men to hold out longer for reinforcements. Days were spent fighting against hopeless odds, and Numair had his arm cut from him by the leader of an enemy boarding party, but still he and his clan held out until the Metal Spider army finally arrived and helped drive the invaders away. Both the dead and the living of the Black Tide became heroes that day, but unfortunately, the former now far outnumbered the latter. It was only the King's respect, gratitude, and kindness that kept their clan living on into Unification.<br><br>Numair has not stepped onto a ship since the end of the war. While most of the Black Tide members have either become members of the royal guard or armed forces, or have taken up political positions with the backing power of their heroic pasts, Numair (one of the most notable individuals from that siege) has instead chosen to become a freelance bodyguard, using the prosthetic the King gave to him as a means to improve his work. Though he is not <em>technically</em> a noble, Numair can be found at many of their functions, often because he is guarding someone there, or sometimes just when he is given an invitation by a friend. He can often be seen sharing his doubts with anyone with a level head, pondering how long peace will hold out between clans that had been so eager to murder each other just three years before. He even refuses to wear his prosthetic most of the time in public, hoping to remind people how it had been during the wars. He is not merely a paranoid doomsayer, but a realist who especially wants to keep the King and his trusted friends on their toes.<br><br>Total peace could not have been so easily won.<br><br><strong>On's:</strong> Anything not listed below is pretty much up for discussion.<br><br><strong>Off's:</strong> Scat, toilet play, excessive blood/violence, etc. <br><br></div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Realm of the Phoenix King] Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>20-05-2013, 15:30:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Slaves</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i752.photobucket.com/albums/xx169/parclarkuk/E%20Image/Cybill-BMistress_zpsdd661c8f.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amarana Selene Obedient<br><strong>Played By:</strong>&nbsp; Macavity 69<br><strong>Age:</strong>28<br><strong>Gender:&nbsp; Trans</strong><br><strong>Occupation:</strong>&nbsp; Concubine and Body Slave to the King<br><strong>Clan:</strong> Red Moon<br><strong>Rank:</strong>&nbsp; <em><strong>*Redacted*</strong></em> <span class="bbc_u"><em>Clan nobility liquidated on order of his Majesty</em></span><br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong> 5'8", 140 lbs, 34-25-26, D Cup, Black Hair, Brown Eyes<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Once the heir apparent to the Red Moon Clan, she is now a completely submissive toy whose only desire is to serve the king in anyway he wishes.&nbsp; She is often used so His Majesty can play out his latest unusual whim.&nbsp; She is frequently attended by the Body Alteration Spiders.<br><strong>History:</strong>&nbsp; Amara Selene was the eldest son of the Master of the Red Moon Clan, destined to rule when his father passed on.&nbsp; Arrogant and a little cruel he had joined in with the rest of his family in profiting from the King's long campaign of conquest, doing so in a thousand ways, through booty, slaves and access to the knowledge and technology the Conquest took from the Clans that fell under its thrall.<br><br>Unfortunately the Red Moon grew too complacent and too greedy and cultivated their wealth by dallying with the King's enemies.&nbsp; True, outright betrayal never occured, but the ruling caste of a number of the conquered clans escaped from the fall of their demenses just in the nick of time.&nbsp; His Majesty became suspicious and realised each time Red Moon shock troops were part of the assault force - he realised that the Clan were giving just a little forewarning to his enemies before each assault, not enough to affect the outcome, but enough to allow the leaders to escape.<br><br>The King punished them, stripping away much of their wealth and most of their holdings but that didn't seem sufficient, he wanted all those who remained in the Clan to understand the full cost of rebelling against him, so he liquidated the Master and his family, all except their first son, Amara, who he publicly imprisoned, transformed and trained to be one of his Concubines, a transexual creature who's only purpose is to serve her new Master's pleasure.&nbsp; The King made a point of ensuring that the Concubine regularly served the new rulers of Red Moon so they fully understood the cost of defiance.<br><br><strong>On's:</strong>&nbsp; Bondage at all levels, Fetishwear, Human pony play, encasement/imprisoning in rubber/plastic, multiple NC acts, branding, possibly serving animal creatures<br><br><strong>Off's:</strong>&nbsp; Vore, permanent mutilation (removed limbs or organs etc.)<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5vtxbyFYw1qh8puvo1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Travis<br><strong>Played By:</strong> Daemon0110<br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Femboy<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Currently un-claimed personal sex pet<br><strong>Clan:</strong> N/a<br><strong>Rank:</strong> Personal Pet<br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong> Short brown hair soft like feathers, Deep emerald-sea green eyes, a cute innocent feminine face, has a curly blue husky tail and ears, tattoos on each butt cheek one on the right saying bitch and the left saying slutty with little dog prints, Curvy form very un-natural and uncharacteristic of a male and very attractive<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> He is shy at the moment being in this atmosphere for a pet of his high caliber and to be unowned. It is dangerous for him being sold to the king. Yet when owned he is loving and loyal to a fault. he would do anything no matter how self destructive or debasing to please his owner. He is a spiritual and emotional companion so he is keenly intelligent and very empathetic. He can be fun and playful and is always horny. He is romantic at times and playful most times yet always knows his place and longs to be at the end of his true loves leash.<br><br><strong>History:</strong> He could be given to anyone or taken advantage of mercilessly with no repercussions because of having no owner to protect or care for him. He is a pet by training and nature. He is loving and sweet often excitable and playful to boot. In this day and age where sex is constant and often extreme it is only begining to come into practice to have a main pet to be an emotional companion as well as main sexual partner. It is uncommon but in this age it is sought after and often needed. Any concubine can service someone sexually but a pet is needed to be that rock..that constant loving companion who will pleasure you while you confess your inner most problems and then be able to empathize and comfort you after. He is highly skilled in all the sexual arts his body can handle in the most elite way. His entire life since a child he has been taught and trained emotionally to be the perfect positive happy loving playful pet. Then when he came of acceptable age he was trained almost around the clock sexually to make him a master of all arts by the time he was 19 and ready to be owned. He has been taken from place to place trying to find that person that will purchase him from the pet trainers and give him to his new owner. He has always prefered the Futa and Hermaphrodite partners he had trained with..they were almost the most beautiful and dominant creatures in his life without the cruelty of males. He is a pet after all and unlike the common slaves and concubines he does not respond well to cruelty and instead has been trained on a reward system all to promote the important personality and emotional as well as pleasant physical traits of a personal pet.<br><br><strong>On's:</strong> Bondage, Collar and leash, spanking, fingering, rimming giving and receiving, anal, blowjobs giving and receiving, Hand jobs giving and receiving, light torture, constant casual sexuality, cock and ball worship, groping, rough sex, Non-consentual, Gentle loving sex, sounding, throat fucking, public play, being shared, service, love, affection, cuddling, dominance, beastiality, watersports.<br><br><strong>Off's:</strong> Gore, hard vore, pain play, blood play, scat, and other ikky things.<br><br>Currently just the public sex toy pet for the palace though is hoping that one of the Futa or Ladies that are in the area might take a liking to him and claim him as their own to enjoy the above described relationship.<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/f/2011/327/c/0/yknow__i_bought_the_loveliest_lil_charriot____by_shiniez-d4fitph.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Seong Mi-na<br><strong>Played By:</strong> Chloe Milev<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Gender:</strong> MtF transsexual<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Pony, anal concubine trainee<br><strong>Clan:</strong> Wood Tiger<br><strong>Rank:</strong> 7<br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong> 5'10", 160 lbs, hair often dyed new exotic colors <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Costumes</div><div class="spoiler_body">Red feathers (http://shiniez.deviantart.com/art/yknow-i-bought-the-loveliest-lil-charriot-267937253)<br>Blindfold (http://shiniez.deviantart.com/art/and-now-for-something-different-271961469)<br>Fuller suit (http://g.e-hentai.org/s/170d83aaa1/331070-1)<br>Bridle and saddle (http://g.e-hentai.org/s/2d972b20ce/385299-6)<br>Cat bondage (http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&amp;s=view&amp;id=1746668)<br>Harnessed below a stud (http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&amp;s=view&amp;id=1747488)<br>Single chariot (http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&amp;s=view&amp;id=1017448)<br>Display (http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&amp;s=view&amp;id=1017446)<br></div></div><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Docile, subservient, simple, eager to please<br><br><strong>History:</strong> The beginning of "Seong's" life actually started outside any clan.&nbsp; He was just a poor peasant, family lost in war, with no prospects for simple survival.&nbsp; At a young age, he had nothing to do but sell himself for food and shelter to the nearest noble house, the Wood Tiger clan.&nbsp; The clan, also unfortunately and ignobly as the "Paper Tigers," are the emperor's bureaucrats and tax-men, disseminating laws and collecting tributes.&nbsp; While not a personally powerful clan, they do the emperor's work and made use of the new young slave.&nbsp; He was put to work with the ponies, but was quickly found to be too weak for heavy labor.&nbsp; They put on saddlebags and sent him out as a pony express, but he got lost too many times.&nbsp; Finally they tried to fit him as a personal riding pony of the mistress' young daughter, which fit well for a time.&nbsp; But one day he lost his footing and threw the poor girl.&nbsp; It was the last straw for an incompetent slave, but the mistress did not believe in wasting even what little investment the pony represented.&nbsp; Having their business with many noble houses, the Wood Tiger mistress hatched a plan to transform her broken slave into a worthy investment.&nbsp; The pony was too weak for labor, and not big and virile enough for show, at least not as a stallion.&nbsp; She brought the pony to clans known for physical, hormonal, and even genetic manipulation, transforming the awkward young man into a voluptuous woman.&nbsp; She even received implants to her mammaries (http://g.e-hentai.org/s/c96df35748/41411-28) and testes (http://g.e-hentai.org/s/7f39d13283/41411-37) that extruded a nutritious milk.&nbsp; With expert trainers, the new mare's regime toned her legs and behind into firm, sleek stems, covered in soft pliant flesh.&nbsp; And an attractive latex harness highlighted and displayed her new assets for maximum presentability.&nbsp; While she may not have been bred for her role, there was the novelty of having a transsexual pony, and the mistress hoped the emperor would be happy to be gifted with the newly made mare Seong.&nbsp; With only some time to train after her transformation, Seong has begun some training as a concubine, focusing on her anus.&nbsp; Her cock is usually locked in a latex or metal harness, limiting its growth uncomfortably, while still allowing her the sweet agony of arousal to encourage her efforts to please her partner.&nbsp; Seong is rarely allowed to orgasm except through her ass, being trained to see it as her primary erogenous zone, and her penis a very rare reward.&nbsp; More often than not, her penis is teased and stimulated, but severely punished if it cums, training her to withstand pleasure and focus on using her body to please her partner.&nbsp; She is pleasantly surprised with the attention her new body receives and is very grateful to her mistress, wanting to prove herself in this newest role.&nbsp; Her favorite party trick (beyond concubine) is adding small sums by clopping her hoof.<br><br><strong>On's:</strong> Receiving anal, giving oral, having her body used (fucking breasts, thighs, etc), receiving external/internal cumshots, orgasm denial, BDSM, spanking.&nbsp; Godmodding is okay if I'm not responding, or you just want to.&nbsp; Seong is very pliant.<br><br><strong>Off's:</strong> Scat, violence beyond training or rough sex.<br><br><hr><br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://files.abovetopsecret.com/files/img/tv50be2fae.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alaya<br><strong>Played By:</strong>ting ting<br><strong>Age:</strong>20<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br><strong>Occupation:</strong>Concubine<br><strong>Clan:</strong>Original clan unknown.&nbsp; She was raised as the Black Thorn Clan.<br><strong>Rank:</strong>The Phoenix Kings Personal slave, but lent out to other nobles<br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong>Red, lower back length hair.&nbsp; Bright blue eyes. She is tall for a woman, 5 ft 11 in.&nbsp; She has c cup size breasts and a curvy figure.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>Alaya is feisty, but submissive.&nbsp; No matter what her trainers did, they couldn't get rid of the feistiness from her, though they soon found out that people liked that about her, so they stopped trying.&nbsp; She will do what she is told, but if she is unhappy about it, she will let it be known, usually when he sends her to other men.<br><br><strong>History:</strong>Alaya was found wondering around as a child, without the knowledge of who she was, or where she came from, so she was raised to be a concubine.&nbsp; Since she was raised to be a concubine, it was ingrained into her to be submissive, but that did not get rid of the feistiness that they found her with.<br><br>She was fully trained by the age of 16, and at the age of 17, she was given to the Phoenix King at the end of the wars as a peace offer from the Blackthorn clan, and, like a lot of the other men, he also enjoyed her feistiness, though he enjoyed her submissiveness more.&nbsp; She became one of his personal slaves, but she was also given out to any nobles that show any interest in her as a nice gesture.<br><br><strong>On's:</strong>Almost anything, save for what is listed below.<br><br><strong>Off's:</strong>Body fluids of any kind.&nbsp; Mutilation.<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqira4gixQ1qgyz5co1_250.png)</div><strong>Name: Alisha</strong><br><strong>Played By:</strong> FarEyes<br><strong>Age:</strong> 20<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Transsexual<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Singer, Dancer, Entertainer and pleasure servant<br><strong>Clan:</strong> Red Lotus Blossom<br><strong>Rank:</strong> Unranked*<br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong> Tall and slender with a curvy rear and slender hips. Pale porcelain white skin with a smooth complexion. Long raven black silky hair, large dark eyes full lips, a body that has been extensively modified and adjusted for the perfect performance. She possesses an impressive vocal range and has been modified for endurance and flexibility. Her penis is modified to permanently be erect, she dos not have a single hair on her body except her head. <br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Alisha has been trained from an early age to take pleasure in the pleasure of her owners, she has always known she is property and her goal in life to be the smile of her owner. She has also been frightened of the prospect of not finding a master or mistress of her own for her entire life. Her own little dream is to find a master or mistress that would be loving and kind to her, it is not a common thing in her understanding of the world not something to be expected but it is her dream. <br><br>She is not shy about her body, if any flaw could be found in him it is a pride in the beauty of the decorative eye pleasing object she understands her self to be. <br><br><strong>History:</strong> Alisha has been raised her entire life for the day she would become a gift to some high noble or important individual for the benefit of the Red Lotus Blossom clan. It is the goal she has been taught was her purpose in life to give the clan prestige and favor. Because of her particulate skill with song and dance she has lived a life that could be considered either privileged or cursed, 10h of rest and 14h of extensive training in a variety of arts all her life up to this point. <br><br>Alisha has been brought to the court by messenger and two trusted body guards, from the head of the Red Lotus Blossom to the Phoenix King him self for the event of his birthday to do with as he pleases. This is something that frightens and excites Alisha as she hopes he might make use of her him self but knows it is much more likely she would be gifted on to somebody of current favor or made openly available perhaps. <br><br><strong>On's:</strong> Bondage, Anal, BDSM, Rimming,Oral all kinds ,Lactating, light torture, needles, watersports(its a possibility not a must) (If its no an off i am open for it)<br><br><strong>Off's:</strong> Site limits, amputation, Vore<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://images3.sex.com/images/pinporn/2013/02/02/192/1686564-hard-rough-young-sex-with-female-slave.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Felicity <em>/nicknamed Fell/</em><br><strong>Played By:</strong> Jezabelle<br><strong>Age:</strong> 22<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Concubine, unClaimed<br><strong>Clan:</strong> Seaborne <br><strong>Rank:</strong> Slave/unRanked<br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong>&nbsp; Brunette, 5'4", 120 lbs; leaf green eyes<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> <br>Used to a life of transience and competition, Fell grew to accept failure.&nbsp; She is meek, and too feeble at even rowing to satisfy her Clan.&nbsp; They'd only kept her for her alacrity and dexterity when it came to being fucked, but even then she was not aggressive to fill the relatively unique desires of the Sea Borne in regards to women.&nbsp; A natural sub and shy, she is always has a smile and a sensual word in her soft, whispery voice for whoever decides she's worth talking to.&nbsp; Socially she is used to being looked down upon and her worth lying solely in her sexual prowess, so she is always eager to please and typically resorts to sexual, or at least sensual means.<br><br><strong>History:</strong><br>Growing up as part of Clan Seaborne, a group of itinerant boat people who trade and raid their way, she was expected to row oars and sexually please the Raider caste, both male and female, when she wasn't doing that.&nbsp; Found too weak to be much worth on the oars, the Clan leaders decided she was to become a full-time Concubine relatively recently. However, the raiders did not enjoy her as much as the others: so used to raping when they pillaged, that she didn't fight back or at least bite was something of a disappointment to many of their sexual tastes. However, that she was good with her hands and knew how to use her body on a cock was undeniable.<br><br>Thus she was deemed a worthy, if not to be sorely missed, gift to the Phoenix King. Though he had brought them to heel like the rest of the clans, Seaborne were still raiders at heart, traders as needed, and if they hoped to continue this under his reign they must provide steady tribute. One of several slaves brought amidst a treasure trove of silver and gold, <br><br><strong>On's:</strong> D/s, BDSM, Receiving Oral/Anal\Vaginal equally, Pleasing her Master, being Teased/denied, Cuddling, Humiliation/Exhibitionism <br><br><strong>Off's:</strong> Scat/Piss\Gore<br><br></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Special Characters</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c5/Tumblr_mh2qui9kN71rhjnspo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Castallena<br><strong>Played By:</strong> helvorn<br><strong>Age:</strong> 25<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Chief Servant and King's Sexual Slave<br><strong>Clan:</strong> Metal Spider<br><strong>Rank:</strong> Castallena of the Clan Metal Spider<br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong> 5'7, 135 lb, 36-27-36, 36C bra size.&nbsp; She typically wears exotic slave leathers and bondage clothing under beautiful kimonos, flaring dresses or billowing clothing of all colors<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Castallena is intelligent, decisive and commanding when running the king's household or dealing with his servants.&nbsp; When in the presence of the king she is utterly submissive but not slavishly so.&nbsp; Knowing that the king values even a slave with initiative she does all that she can to anticipate his needs and exceed his expectations.&nbsp; She has no name other than Castallena nor does she care to remember her name <br><br><strong>History:</strong> Like the royal ponies she is the culmination of generations of breeding and genetic manipulation.&nbsp; Castallena was created to be the perfect sexual slave for royalty, an utterly loyal chief servant and a trainer of slaves and servants of all sorts.&nbsp; Chosen at birth as the very best of her line it was her destiny to become imprinted upon the face of the King, to become addicted to his very touch and his seed. She had been breed since her creation to be the ultimate sexual force for the King. Her mannerisms, her thoughts, her very being was designed from the toe up to be ideal in the task of servicing the King. Her low station was to insure that her training would be long and arduous, to ensure that she was up to the task of keeping up with the Kings needs, which among the pleasure slaves were very sizable. Many of the servants who would be assigned to the King for a day would come back to their sleep quarters nearly exhausted from trying to please the King. The King wanted something more, he wanted a creature that craved his touch, eagerly sucked and fucked his member whenever he wanted with glee. It was then it was decided that the future Castallena would be trained brutally in the sexual arts, not just the basic ones taught to the slaves that would be forgotten in a day, but the arts that would make a man or a woman pass out from the sheer pleasure of the slaves touch.<br><br>The training was long and brutal for her. Absolute perfection in her techniques was demanded at every turn during the training, hard punishments were given out for even the slightest transgression or mistake. It was during this training that another part of her breeding and design came into play, her bodies reaction to pain and punishments, while to normal slaves was painful, to the Castallena, her brain equated pain for pleasure and attention. So any punishment given, while painful, would be equal parts pleasure. Once her training was complete, she was presented to the King, and for one solid week, the King hardly left his stateroom. The sounds of her cries for more and more from her King echoed through the halls. The singing of his praises at the peak of a mind blowing orgasm catching the attention of all who came near the area. She left exhausted, but always ready for the next round. Her next phase of training would be her true test. She had to learn how to inflict the same punishments and train the slaves that she had once been in the position off. The king wanted a slave, but also a mistress who would whip the servants of the palace into a legendary force of efficiency and pleasure. Showing the same effort and skill she had into her initial training, her instructors were baffled by the progress of the former sex slave. Slaves were broken and trained by her hand at a record pace and the whole time the King watched with eagerness. Every night that she did well in her training he would pleasure her until she couldn't raise her head from his lush bed. A fitting reward for the Kings favored slut.<br><br>Castallena is a careful and highly skilled administrator of the king's domestic affairs including the status of his slaves and servants.&nbsp; Utterly loyal to him she is trusted to oversee every aspect of his comfort.&nbsp; Despite her overwhelming obedience to the king she acts as an adviser to him on affairs of servants and the household.&nbsp; Additionally she takes care of his entertainment and parties. <br><br><br><strong>On's:</strong> Sex of all sorts, DS/Sub, oral, anal, transformations and mental control<br><br><strong>Off's:</strong> Scat, watersports, necrophilia and death, brutal mutilation<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ab/Tranceptor.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lusitania<br><strong>Nickname:</strong> The Rose Assassin<br><strong>Played By:</strong> TheDarkMiko<br><strong>Age:</strong> unknown( but people assume she is in her 20's)<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Tranceptor<br><strong>Clan:</strong> Metal Spider Clan<br><strong>Rank:</strong> Kings secret police in the Empire<br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong> 5'8 140lbs covered in advanced armor<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Mysterious,stoic,impartial,final,loyal<br><br><strong>History:</strong> First founded during the Unification Wars to serve as advance scouts and assassins for the Phoenix King. Their members were instrumental in giving the King vital intelligence about enemy troop movements and enemy defenses.A tall slender figure, broad and squared shoulders, flaming red hair with equally doleful eyes her skin pale like alabaster. Besides the armor the clothing of choice was black leather..and lots of it. The woman carried a long evil looking sword,a knife that would find a home in the folds of her armor, poisons and armed to the teeth with other methods of justice and "persuasion." She was an assassin and an excellent one at that. Her job was to serve the King and make sure that any and ALL had equal justice and punishment under his rule. It was a job that she took seriously and really could not think of a time that she ever wanted to do anything else. It was the girls that were orphaned that were taken into service and trained, and their loyalty was fierce and undying. Not much of her past was remembered except her time spent in the orphanage and the time she left to begin training. Her parents are a foggy memory at best with no other family to speak of. Enforcement of the law has required, in nearly all societies, a certain amount of secrecy, particularly in the investigation of crime and the identification of what are often considered conspiracies. Any and all attempts at resistance will be crushed mercilessly and without remorse. <br><br><strong>On's:</strong> as long as it is not an off, it could be an on<br><br><strong>Off's:</strong> Scat, watersports, necrophilia and death, brutal mutilation,godmodding,taking over a character w/o consent<br><br><hr><br><strong><em>(Character is noble, but will become a Slave to the King)</em></strong><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k134/grapekoolade1987/155914_475670992486703_2030705728_n.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ceridwen Merriam Dulciate<br><strong>Played By:</strong> Cyanidekandikisses<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female <br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Gift (at the moment)<br><strong>Clan:</strong> Clan Valerian<br><strong>Rank:</strong> Noble turned gift to the King<br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong><br>Face- Heart shaped face with a small upturned nose and full pouting lips.<br>Skin Tone – Milky white, blushes easily with any high emotion (embarrassment, anger, arousal) <br>Eye Color – Pale silvery blue<br>Hair – Thick, silken black curls which fall in a wild mess to her mid-back<br>Body Type – Slender and graceful with generous curves, full hips and a plump perky rear.<br>Height – 5’3<br>Cup Size – 34C<br>Tattoos/Piercings – Tribal coming of age marks on her face, 3 across her forehead and one bisecting her lower lip and chin <br>Clothing Style- When left to her own devises her clothing tends towards either flowing silks and chiffon&nbsp; easy to move in without the constrictions of corsets and thick brocades or britches and flowing lawn shirts she has pilfered from her brothers. When attending to things where she must dress the part she puts up with the thicker clothes of brocade and corsets trimming her already thin waist down and mounding her breasts in a most lovely display. When possible Ceri can be found without shoes.<br>Weapons – Proficient with a bow and arrow as well as a dagger.<br>Abilities – She has been taught to read and write, and well as having proficiency with a bow and arrow. As the only girl child of a widower Ceri also has the ability to play the gracious host when pushed to; though sometimes it is hard to reign in her desire to speak her mind. <br><br><strong>Personality:</strong><br>Ceri is very proud, passionate and at sometimes hard headed and stubborn though she also is a very compassionate person, caring deeply for children and the people who owe fealty to her father. She is fiercely loyal to those who she believes deserve it and is a formidable foe when angered. Ceri is flirtatious though innocent. She is quick to smile and even quicker to give a tongue lashing. Ceri always speaks her mind, even when she really should hold her tongue, which is not her strong point.<br><br><strong>History:</strong><br>Ceridwen Merriam Dulciate was born to a large family. Six children were given to her Father and Mother; all of her siblings boys, most of them much older than Ceri. Her mother died during childbirth a year past Ceri’s birth. Her father took on a very hands off approach to her raising, leaving her with a long line of nannies and nurse maids. She came up quite wild, running the woods with her older brothers learning more traits of a man than woman. <br><br>When her first menses came, her father brought in a widow from a neighboring clan to teach her the arts of womanhood. This woman strongly disapproved of the way she had been brought up and tried to keep her from these wild urges. At every turn Ceri would slip away into the woods or down into the village. When she would be found, Ceri would be surrounded by children in the village square or hiding in the woods with a book. <br><br>When the Phoenix King took over the clans, Ceri’s father would not yield. Pitting his warriors against the kings, only just being able to stand their own. It was time that would beat the small but fierce clan of warriors. Her father and his advisers have come up with a way to curry favor with the new young king. He looked to his youngest child, just now reaching the age of majority, who had turned out to be a very beautiful young woman. They would gift Ceridwen to him and pledge their fealty in hopes to keep a measure of solidarity and self-rule. <br><br><strong>On's:</strong> I can get into almost anything see my Ons/Offs for more info<br><br><strong>Off's:</strong> No bathroom things, i.e. scat, water sports, vomiting. See O/O's for more. <br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://img3.joyreactor.com/pics/post/art-pirate-woman-610033.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jada<br><strong>Played By:</strong> Revenent<br><strong>Age:</strong> 26<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Pirate, Rebel Leader<br><strong>Clan:</strong> Black Tide<br><strong>Rank:</strong> Criminal<br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong> With dark skin, dark hair, hazel eyes, and silky skin, Jada is quite a looker, but she's far from being one of the toothpicks that spend their days wandering around their manors and never having to lift anything heavier than a cock. She has a lean, beautiful body, but one that is also firm and strong, suggesting that she lived the life of a soldier and sailor rather than a pampered noble. Not surprising, considering her occupation.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> To the majority of people, Captain Jada is only known for her hatred of the Metal Spider clan and the empire it has built for itself. To those in her crew, though, she is nothing more than a very passionate leader, who believes in freedom over security, and who thinks every clan has a right to choose its king, not to be forced into the choice.<br><strong>History:</strong>Not too much is publicly shared about Captain Jada. To most of the people within the Phoenix King's dominion, she is just another privateer that appeared after the end of the Unification War, using the newfound peace and prosperity to prey on the more wealthy mercantile ships. Knowing that the Metal Spider's greatest weakness was in the ocean, she used the vastness of the seas to keep herself and her growing fleet hidden, the location of her headquarters a complete mystery to this day.<br><br>Unlike other pirates, however, Jada recruits not based on willingness to enter a life of danger and crime, but desire for freedom from the grip of the new Empire. Jada believes the Phoenix King to be a tyrant who had only achieved his "divine" rulership by slaughtering countless clans, yet she thinks the people of the clans can overthrow him if they were to ever rise up. Knowing her own fleet is far too weak to even have a chance, she instead just hopes her actions will eventually inspire revolution.<br><br>In a surprisingly ballsy act, however, she's decided to personally infiltrate the King's celebration and spy on him, in order to see if she could find some weakness.<br><br><strong>On's:</strong> Being dominated, dominating others, oral, anal, bondage, etc. Open-minded.<br><br><strong>Off's:</strong> The usual.</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Realm of the Phoenix King] Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>20-05-2013, 15:31:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Military Personnel</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br><div class="floatleft">(http://media.animevice.com/uploads/0/8174/180032-______________2_super.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Terina Kos<br><strong>Played By:</strong> SargentToughie<br><strong>Age:</strong> 24<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Soldier; member of the royal guard<br><strong>Clan:</strong> Hammerbrunt<br><strong>Rank:</strong> Soldier<br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong> 5'6'', Long black hair that reaches about her shoulderblades, red eyes, surprisingly strong despite her slender frame, though it's oftentimes covered in heavy and bulky armor anyway.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>&nbsp; Permanently straight faced, serious, dedicated, and strong. These words define Terina to the fullest. Looking at her normally, one would believe that it's physically impossible for her to so much as crack a smile, or show humor in the same way that most normal people do. Since she is a soldier, her emotionlessness and seriousness isn't thrown into very much question, but one has to wonder just how this young woman ended up as one of the most intimidating and talented soldiers in the entire king's army.<br><br><strong>History:</strong> Up until she was 12 years old, Terina lived a normal life as the daughter of a farmer. For those 12 peaceful, happy years, Terina was just another every day girl without any worries about her future, or cares about the world outside of their simple, safe, pleasant little farm. Her father was a respected and appreciated member of the clan, since he kept the warriors fed during their marches to war, and Terina's family was naive enough to believe that such respect and appreciation would be enough to allow them to live a simple, happy life for the rest of their lives. That, however, was not meant to be. Terina's mother was an exceptionally beautiful woman, and it was expected that Terina would grow up much the same way, such beauty would earn a massive deal of respect and influence if brought into chains, and so Terina's simple, happy life was brought to an end.<br><br>It was just another average day when the slavers came, but in the course of just a few seconds Terina's entire life, everything that she had ever known and loved, was shattered. She heard the agonized screaming of her father as he fell to the ground, blood pouring from a brutal gash that struck him clean through his chest. Shell shocked, Terina could only watch as a pair of men came through the threshold wielding blades and chains, intent on bringing the two women in. Her mother, in her grief and terror, quickly rose to her feet and fought to the best of her ability, using only the shears that she happened to be holding at the time. Due to the fear that the slavers had of losing their own lives, they were left with no choice but to kill her as well, burying a blade in her heart much in the same way that Terina's father was also put down. As the slavers approached Terina herself, the traumatized, shell shocked twelve year old was left with only two options. She could either surrender, giving these wretched animals what they wanted and letting them go on to end the peaceful lives of others while she was put into chains and sold off to be broken, or, her other option involved one last shot at freedom, and a knife that laid a few feet away.<br><br>No, there was only one option available to her. The choice was a lie.<br><br>Four corpses laid in Terina's home as she emerged, clutching a blood stained knife in her fingers with a grip that would make one think that her hand had turned to stone. Two of those corpses belonged to innocent, kind people who just wanted to live out normal lives, while the other two belonged to animals, beasts, monsters, that were merely disguised as humans. Left with no home, no family, and no hope, Terina could only run as fast as she could away from all the violence, blood, and hate that was left behind in that little farm house. She abandoned the clan that her family used to belong to, and less then a week later, she was took in by Hammerbrunt, a smaller clan that was desperate to gain power in any source they could find it. As long as it ensured that she wouldn't end up as a slave, Terina would become strong, <em>very</em> strong.<br><br>Over the course of the next few years, Terina turned into an incredible soldier, easily proving to be the ace of Hammerbrunt and leagues ahead of her peers. However, her clan was still a small one, and when a certain ambitious king started to lay his stake on the land to unite the clans, Hammerbrunt was left with the options of either wholesale surrender or war. A small band of warriors, even with Terina among them, against the now mighty legions of the conquering king was an intimidating prospect, and again the illusion of choice presented itself. Hammerbrunt 'happily' surrendered without so much as a single unsheathed sword, and as a sign of goodwill from Hammerbrunt to their new leaders, they put their most talented and strong soldier under the command of the king, and with that, Terina became a member of the royal guard, where she remains to this day.<br><br><strong>On's:</strong> Her preferences are unknown as of right now, obviously. Should somebody manage to get intimate with Terina, we'll discuss it more then.<br><br><strong>Off's:</strong> read above. <br><br><hr><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://images.wikia.com/powerlisting/images/b/bd/Guts_Berserk.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Commander Aiden the Straight Edge<br><strong>Played By:</strong> SargentToughie<br><strong>Age:</strong> 28<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Commander of the guard<br><strong>Clan:</strong> Metal spider <br><strong>Rank:</strong> General<br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong> stands at 6'4'' with a very muscular build, his dark brown hair is kept short and neatly tamed, and he has dark green eyes.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Aiden is dedicated and noble commander who fights dutifully in the name of his country. When speaking with him plainly, it is clear to see that he's very patriotic and faithful in the ideals of his king, and both his personal strength and his ability to command forces from the frontlines proved to be invaluable assets to the King's campaign. Despite being something of an idealist when it comes to his new home and country, he is still every bit as dutiful and committed to strengthening his forces as he was back when he bloodied his sword in the wars that united the land. The thing he desires above all else is a true, everlasting peace.<br><br><strong>History:</strong> Aiden grew up alongside Malekith, the man that would later grow into the king that would conquer the entire world. Wheras Malekith was quiet and conservative, studious in his youth, Aiden was bold and adventurous. He would always lead the charge into places unknown just to see what sorts of perils and adventures awaited him, while his childhood friend lagged behind him in order to study and learn from the pieces of history that Aiden so brashly wrote off as pieces of decoration, nothing of interest to him. He was a man of action, after all, and there was no action to be had by poring over musty tomes and delving into the knowledge of people who had died WELL before Aiden's family line even started. Truth be told, it was Aiden that discovered the mysterious ruins where Malekith's life would change forever, but not even the overly danger seeking young man that Aiden had become was willing to step foot into those ruins. Malekith never shared what happened inside, but he came out a different man then he was when he went in. Aiden could see the eyes of a man who now lived for a purpose, the eyes of a man who knew <em>exactly</em> what he wanted out of life, and wasn't afraid to reach out and grab it.<br><br>And so their two man campaign across the country started, with Aiden committing himself to training in the ways of a warrior so that he wouldn't fall too far behind his childhood friend, who appeared to be less of a human and more of a possessed spirit when fighting. However, thanks to hard work and dedication, Aiden was able to prove his own strength as well, and his constant ambition to keep moving forward inspired their ever growing number of followers. Aiden proved himself to be a natural leader on the battlefield, and he often insisted on leading the charge himself so that Malekith could stay back whenever the battles got to be too massive. Aiden didn't fear for his friend's life when it came to one on one duels, he didn't think that there was a mortal soul alive that was capable of overpowering the reformed conqueror, but when entire armies clashed he feared that one stray arrow could bring an end to the future that Malekith sought. As such, he became the king's sword, acting in his stead and putting himself right at the front of every major battle.<br><br>He came to share his childhood friend's ideals, ambitions about making a world without violence, destruction, or bloodshed. He truly believed that with enough power, they would be able to obtain that dream, and put an end to all the constant wars between the clans. Once that world became realized, Aiden took up his friend's spot as the commander of the entire armed forces that Metal Spider had at it's disposal. After all, the newly appointed king deserved some time to rest, so Aiden would stand firm at the gates and ensure that not only his king, but also the people of their new country, got to enjoy every last precious moment of peace that was granted to them. Should any seek to attack this new kingdom, Aiden would be the first one to greet them.<br><br><strong>On's:</strong> Nothing comes to mind right at this second, other then that he's straight. It'll be discussed should anything end up happening.<br><br><strong>Off's:</strong> Generally anything that would fall into the extreme category.<br><br></div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Realm of the Phoenix King] Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 23:25:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5vtxbyFYw1qh8puvo1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><br><strong>Played By:Daemon0110</strong><br><strong>Age:19</strong><br><strong>Gender:Femboy</strong><br><strong>Occupation:Currently un-claimed personal sex pet</strong><br><strong>Clan:N/a</strong><br><strong>Rank:Personal Pet</strong><br><br><strong>Vital Statistics:Short brown hair soft like feathers, Deep emerald-sea green eyes, a cute innocent feminine face, has a curly blue husky tail and ears, tattoos on each butt cheek one on the right saying bitch and the left saying slutty with little dog prints, Curvy form very un-natural and uncharacteristic of a male and very attractive</strong><br><br><strong>Personality:He is shy at the moment being in this atmosphere for a pet of his high caliber and to be unowned. It is dangerous for him being sold to the king. Yet when owned he is loving and loyal to a fault. he would do anything no matter how self destructive or debasing to please his owner. He is a spiritual and emotional companion so he is keenly intelligent and very empathetic. He can be fun and playful and is always horny. He is romantic at times and playful most times yet always knows his place and longs to be at the end of his true loves leash.</strong><br><strong>History:He could be given to anyone or taken advantage of mercilessly with no repercussions because of having no owner to protect or care for him. He is a pet by training and nature. He is loving and sweet often excitable and playful to boot. In this day and age where sex is constant and often extreme it is only begining to come into practice to have a main pet to be an emotional companion as well as main sexual partner. It is uncommon but in this age it is sought after and often needed. Any concubine can service someone sexually but a pet is needed to be that rock..that constant loving companion who will pleasure you while you confess your inner most problems and then be able to empathize and comfort you after. He is highly skilled in all the sexual arts his body can handle in the most elite way. His entire life since a child he has been taught and trained emotionally to be the perfect positive happy loving playful pet. Then when he came of acceptable age he was trained almost around the clock sexually to make him a master of all arts by the time he was 19 and ready to be owned. He has been taken from place to place trying to find that person that will purchase him from the pet trainers and give him to his new owner. He has always prefered the Futa and Hermaphrodite partners he had trained with..they were almost the most beautiful and dominant creatures in his life without the cruelty of males. He is a pet after all and unlike the common slaves and concubines he does not respond well to cruelty and instead has been trained on a reward system all to promote the important personality and emotional as well as pleasant physical traits of a personal pet.</strong><br><br><strong>On's:Bondage, Collar and leash, spanking, fingering, rimming giving and receiving, anal, blowjobs giving and receiving, Hand jobs giving and receiving, light torture, constant casual sexuality, cock and ball worship, groping, rough sex, Non-consentual, Gentle loving sex, sounding, throat fucking, public play, being shared, service, love, affection, cuddling, dominance, beastiality, watersports.</strong><br><br><strong>Off's:Gore, hard vore, pain play, blood play, scat, and other ikky things.</strong><br><br>Currently just the public sex toy pet for the palace though is hoping that one of the Futa or Ladies that are in the area might take a liking to him and claim him as their own to enjoy the above described relationship.<br>
			</dd>
		</dl>
		<div id="footer" class="smalltext">
			
			<span class="smalltext" style="display: inline; visibility: visible; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=credits" title="Simple Machines Forum" target="_blank" class="new_win">SMF 2.0.19</a> |
 <a href="https://www.simplemachines.org/about/smf/license.php" title="License" target="_blank" class="new_win">SMF © 2021</a>, <a href="https://www.simplemachines.org" title="Simple Machines" target="_blank" class="new_win">Simple Machines</a>
			</span>
		</div>