Village Center (EX Fantasy roleplay)
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				Title: <strong>Village Center (EX Fantasy roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaulera</strong> on <strong>23-06-2012, 20:13:00</strong>
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				The relatively small village was home to a wide variety of various magical inhabitants, though not great in it's actual number. Currently, the male inhabitants were off, investigating an apparition of some other plane, the abyss. The village elders were arrayed in a semi-circle, sitting upon ancient tree stumps with symbols carved on every inch. The women of the village were gathered, standing before the elders and hearing wisdom, guidance in this time of troubles, now that the dreaded Banes had returned, from their ages-long conquest. There were only a few villagers now left, most had fled, heading for distant lands or dark and hidden places, waiting for the Banes to leave once more. A few minutes into the talk, the air felt like it was coming alive around them, shimmering and humming. A cacophony of keens, shouts and bestial growls emerged from the darkened woods around them and the demonic tide spilled forth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Village Center (EX Fantasy roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>23-06-2012, 20:40:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i48.tinypic.com/33zbv3a.png)</div> <strong>Kalei Midwinter</strong> stood slightly away from the group of other women, the buxom Priestess busily running through a few prayers said for the village and people that remained behind. She wished them all well, hoped for them all to come out the other side of this dark time unharmed. It always saddened her to see a bustling village so empty, as this one was now. With the menfolk gone everything seemed so much quieter. The priestess of Eros had donned her usual garb that day; a gorgeous white and blue traveling cloak and two simple strips of white cloth, tied around her bosom and waist in a makeshift top and skirt. Easy to remove, should her services be needed. No other adornments were worn save for simple sandals upon her feet. Luxury was not something a simple priestess took pleasure in. She tried to be modest in most things, though calling her clothing as such was a mistake. 'Simple' was a better word, she thought. 'Revealing' was another. Then again, with a body like Kalei's it was hard to find much of anything that did a job of hiding her supple curves. Suddenly, the bestial cries echoed through the half-empty village and the priestess looked off into the distance, worry in her eyes. "There is darkness coming. Eros, help these people. Let them take me instead."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Village Center (EX Fantasy roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaulera</strong> on <strong>23-06-2012, 20:56:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS1Mjzs992z3OWvWJiqO6AMjZNAovr_wJW1f2PgAA3H0glkDKrTkw)</div> <div class="floatright"></div>Talyn was leaning on a large oak, sitting in proximity to the rest of the crowd, faking a yawn, as she didn't really need to do such things anymore, she just needed to stress her boredom. She had her arms crossed over her chest as she heard the elders talk in their regular, slow, monotone and overall boring drawl. She heard the keening and let out a laugh, being closer in relation to any of the creatures out there to in here.&nbsp; Talyn shot a glance at Kalei when she prayed and made her proclamation about the coming darkness. She let out another malicious laugh. "If they are coming Kalei, they will take each and every one of us, besides, I have had more experience with demons than the lot of you, it <em>isn't</em> pleasant. Not even she could stop them from having their way." Pointing at the giantess as she said so.
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				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>23-06-2012, 21:59:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e105/MrPessimist/Satyr.jpg)</div><br>Case and point. Kolag had circled the village quietly, carefully- seeing that women were in the village. It had waited, plotted, planned- and watched. When one of the women strays a little too far from the others and gets a little too far out of sight he attacks! The weakest and slowest of the herd he pounces on, putting his hand around her mouth and starts to pull her away from the others. The bathhouse. Who would go there in this dark time? They'd have the whole thing to themselves!<br><br>Kalei Midwinter is the poor victim, and his hands take good use of her lack of clothing immediately as he drags her away into darkness and out of safety.
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				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>23-06-2012, 22:05:48</strong>
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				<strong>Kalei Midwinter</strong> had slipped away after her prayers were said, the gorgeous Priestess weaving between the buildings, on her way to the Inn to get herself a bite to eat. It would be a terrible mistake. Hands shot out of the darkness, some foul beast, a sneaky creature heading up the approaching horde had grabbed her. She couldn't even let out a single cry as it clapped a strong hand over her mouth and dragged her away. She kicked and flailed some at first, but it soon became clear that the beast was too strong for her. She chose to accept the situation and hopefully, once satiated, it would leave the rest of the village alone. Hopefully it's desires were more carnal and less 'I want to eat you whole'. Kalei disappeared, dragged towards an unknown destination..
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				Post by: <strong>Kunoichi</strong> on <strong>23-06-2012, 22:37:57</strong>
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				"If they are coming Kalei, they will take each and every one of us, besides, I have had more experience with demons than the lot of you, it <em>isn't</em> pleasant. Not even she could stop them from having their way."<br><br>Sigyn the giantess perked up a bit when she noticed the vampiress pointing to her, the large woman quite noticeable from where she sat in the street, her hips almost wedged between two houses to the side of the village's central plaza.&nbsp; It took her a few seconds to realize what the conversation was about, talk of the great evil coming coming to the village and their hopelessness against it, but once she figured it out, she got to her feet.<br><br>"I can beat them.". She responded, turning to go.&nbsp; "I haven't met anything yet that can survive being crushed flat by a massive boulder."<br><br>And the boulders were...&nbsp; Ah, yes, in the quarry.&nbsp; So that was where she would go.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Village Center (EX Fantasy roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>23-06-2012, 23:20:21</strong>
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				Ash spent most of her time during the day worrying about the males of the Village who have yet to return, even her own brother who used to find some way to contact her was entirely unresponsive. She was stood to the side, she was always skittish around crowds, anyone could just up and grab her. At least away she could see them coming. <br><br>As the demonic roars echoed through the forest, the fur on her tail pricked up in fright, giving a small his, her own scared nature causing her to back away until she was backed to a wall, although it was in sight of the crowd still Ashira was obviously very frightened, but then her nature was quite well known to the small village. "I don't like demons, hisss... Smell bad"
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				Post by: <strong>Trafalgar</strong> on <strong>23-06-2012, 23:25:43</strong>
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				Barus was not with those on the ground, as they trampled over one another to reach the village, he was above in the canopy leaping from tree to tree and staying hidden as he did. He had a visual advantage from his position, he could see for miles around and the whole layout of the village, even the quarry, he snarled and continued his bestial leaping. He came to a stop once more as he caught sight of something interesting, he could see the women of the village, all varying in size, shape and race. They were currently in session of some meeting, "Trying to accept the inevitable I see...", &nbsp;Barus chuckled to himself as he continued spying for his victim, none of the women seemed to peak his interest so far. But as luck would have it his eyes fell upon her, a flawless figure with skin as white as snow and an empty presence, she appeared human at first but Barus eyes soon discovered what she was... vampire. <br><br>Baurs had heard stories amongst the horde, but he was not prepared for their lustful looks, he marked her and he touched his cock, black and leathery to the touch it started to become erect as he tugged it harder. But the time had come to attack and the larger creatures of the horde had cleared through the forest, obviously becoming visible to the women. With a push of his powerful legs Barus leapt from his tree, soaring across the sky and ahead of the horde, landing silently on the ground. He kept his sight on the vampire and started to drool, thick globs of black liquid seeping from his jaws, giving him a fearful look. He roared and dashed towards the vampire, knocking over anybody who got in his way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Village Center (EX Fantasy roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaulera</strong> on <strong>24-06-2012, 00:11:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS1Mjzs992z3OWvWJiqO6AMjZNAovr_wJW1f2PgAA3H0glkDKrTkw)</div> Talyn was lounging about still, pacing near the tree, laughing at the naive priestess that had just been snatched away, she had seen the groping. The others were ignorant, but she didn't want to inform them, after all, her own chances of survival were far greater, regeneration and wisdom. She was still pacing, back turned to the woods that Barus was sitting in, when she heard the roar, and the thump of clawed feet upon the ground. Talyn turned and bared her teeth, she was practically alone now, the elders had gone, the priestess stolen and the giant off. It was just her and a couple other girls. With no real options left, it was a simple fight or flight, flight having been taken away long ago. She let out a hissing growl and charged right back, knowing that she would be on the losing end of the collision, her size being quite a bit smaller than the other.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Village Center (EX Fantasy roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>24-06-2012, 02:28:01</strong>
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				Ixilthuth skulked through the forest, not with the main host of demons, but slipping and sliding along an alternate route.&nbsp; Inevitably, some of the females would run, in other directions, from the main horde, and it was one of these he'd hope to catch.<br><br>As it so happens, the first thing he catches sight of is a girl withd efinite feline qualities. He gurgles a bit, and rumbles as he looks over her. The orb-like appendage on his left shoulder starts to shake and shudder, and before long, his tentacles start to uncoil and come out. <br><br>From Ash's blind side, he would launch his tentacles at her, aiming to wrap one around her throat, one around her mid-section (right below the breasts), and one around her legs (just below the knees). If he could catch a hold of her, he would tighten and restrain her,&nbsp; using only as much pressure as she needed; if she struggled, his grip would become vice-like.<br><br>If he was successful in getting the undoubtedly hissing cat girl, he would reel her in, and carry her off with him towards the Village Underground Storage; some place cool, damp, quiet, away from the ruckus, away from the light of day which bothered him immensely. 
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				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>24-06-2012, 02:50:05</strong>
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				Ashira was entirely oblivious to the creatures approach, with its scent and noise entirely overwhelmed by the sounds and smells of fear of the other females of the village. Backing herself into a corner was going to work against her as sooon as he chose to strike. Just as she was about to start relaxing, the tentacle wrapped itself around her throat, she wanted to cry in alarm but there was enough pressure to prevent air escaping from her mouth, both of her hands gripping tightly against the offending appendage, her claws digging in but to no avail. Before long she was entirely ensnared and not one of the other females noticed.<br><br>In a vain attempt to focus she tried to force herself into her shifted form, using its smaller size to escape, but the lack of air and the shock of the situation was preventing her from being able to turn entirely, her body forming and wavering in shape before returning to its default humanoid shape. Regardless of how hard she tried she was unable to escape the tentacles, or she just gave up as the more she struggled the more painful the grip they became. Finnaly her limp form begun to get dragged to the beast who was preparing to use his prize.
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				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>24-06-2012, 03:06:14</strong>
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				With Ashira firmly in Ixilthuth's grasp, he carried her off, like a thief in the night; his destination being the nearest hole into the earth he could find. Some place quiet, and cool; some place like the Underground Storage. (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=143935.msg6482855#msg6482855)
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				Post by: <strong>Trafalgar</strong> on <strong>24-06-2012, 20:35:18</strong>
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				Barus saw the vampire also make a charge, <em>"how brave"</em> the demon thought to himself as he galloped across the ground, licking up dirt and stone as he went. A few women tried to stop him, putting on the façade of not going down without a fight, a futile attempt, Barus dashed passed them all, slashing and striking leaving nothing but a bloody arc behind him and many bodies. With just a small gap between himself and his prize Barus leapt, his claws stretched out and his jaw dripping uncontrollably. He grabbed her hard at the shoulders, with his claws digging into them slightly, the two hit the ground and tumbled furiously a fair distance, Barus screeched with excitement and looked the vampire in the eye.<br><br>"Hopefully you will survive the spawning..."<br><br>Barus shuffled off of her and grabbed her by the hair, tugging and pulling with his great strength, he looked around for a suitable "nest" for the two and spotted a sheer drop, appearing to be a cliff. The demon thought it to be perfect for them, she would have nowhere to run and it would be a pleasant view for the honorific things to come, he continued dragging her...
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				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>25-06-2012, 06:26:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://s50.radikal.ru/i130/0903/60/3f372393882d.jpg)</div>The tiny almost black mote of midnight blue light flitted through the deserted village the mote pausing long enough for those paying attention to hear the buzz of tiny wings and maybe even catch a glimpse of the perfect little Black Frost Fairy as she looked about. The tiny silver bells on her hair and ties of her narrow skirt tinkling in sharp contrast to the bestial howling roars and screams echoing form the dark woods and even the village.<br><br>Meabh’s silvery eyes narrowed as she looked about no village elders, no girls. Although on the bright side no Demons.<br>The Fairy’s form shifted as she assumed her normal size; her eyes darting about as even as black lips curled in a smirk. Maybe she should look for some of the other girls. Her noble idea tainted by the wicked hope that she might get to see some of them succumb to the ‘charms’ of a demon or two. She giggled darkly as she looked over the destruction and tried to decide where to search for victims first.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Village Center (EX Fantasy roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordLuck</strong> on <strong>25-06-2012, 13:19:49</strong>
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				Appearance: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20101025220517/godofwar/images/a/aa/MinotaurConcept1.jpg)</div></div><br>The massive beast strode ponderously into the village, too late to choose the best mates, but roaring his challenge all the same. It sounded like a massive bull-like scream as he considered the buildings with his red eyes, staring at each and every one, considering if he should simply roam around, seeking for 'trouble' or 'fun' to be had. Mayhaps there was more than a single creature willing to share the embraces of sensuality with him.<br><br>Lifting high his wicked axe, the demonic beast wandered around. It was a fine day to seek the caresses of any, should they be voluntary or not. Maybe he could find himself barrels of drink or a storage of delicacies? With that amusing idea on his mind, M'Gul roamed around.
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				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>25-06-2012, 14:32:26</strong>
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				The dark fairy froze at the loud echoing roar that reverberated through the village. Her odd silvery eyes flicking over towards the cave that the village used for food storage, she saw some dark shape dark out from behind the partially open gate that usually sealed the underground storage.<br>The shape she had seen wasn’t the one that had just roared, but the capricious fairy was more intent on the skulking creature that she had caught a glimpse of.<br><br>“Oooh...I wonder if that was a demon?” Meabh whispered aloud to herself as she blithely ignored the other threat that was undoubtedly approaching.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Shadow Hunter</strong> on <strong>26-06-2012, 05:34:16</strong>
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				Drya flew into the circle of women and landed out of the way, retracting her long wings to fit close to her body and striding closer to hear what they were talking about. This was supposed to be a meeting about something or other, but the only reason she was here was on the remote possibility that it might have something to do with her. The men were off being men, leaving the women behind to take care of the village, but she couldn't see any that were competent to even eat without help. Scoffing to herself, she let her mind drift, tuning out anything that didn't directly mention her. As such, she didn't hear the swarm coming before they were on the village.<br><br>The peaceful scene was broken by a series of growls, shrieks, and the like coming from the forest. Drya frowned as the noise penetrated her distracted thoughts and trained her golden gaze in the direction of the disturbance. One of the women mentioned something about demons. Drya snorted, a soft wisp of smoke floating out of her nostrils. "Little demon bitch is going to have to fight awful hard to make me his whore," she muttered to herself. Making some room for herself, she spread her leathery wings and took flight, landing on the roof of a nearby two-story building. She didn't want to get caught, but she did want to view the scene about to unfold.<br><br>The first monster to appear was one that had curled horns like a ram and was vaguely human. It stole away the priestess and ran off with her. <em>'Aw, not staying here for the fun?'</em> Disappointed, Drya tried to keep her eyes on the scattering females to see who was attacked next, hoping to see something more interesting. Soon after the first kidnapping, the giant female ran off, saying something about boulders. Next the vampire bitch was stolen, but not before putting up a fight. She was taken by a...well, Drya wasn't sure was the creature was. Some sort of bird thing? Whatever it was, it carried the female away, also not staying to give a show. The dragon hybrid almost missed that skittish cat thing being taken by something with tentacles, having been watching the brief battle intently. She shuddered at the thought of all those slimy appendages crawling over her flesh and was glad she was smart enough to get out of the way. Next, something that kind of resembled a bull, sort of, lumbered into the village, swinging an axe and bellowing like the stupid beast it was. <br><br>Drya laughed to herself from her perch, the tip of her tail twitching happily. "Stupid fools. They deserve what they get," she purred, leaning a little further over the edge, hoping to spy another abduction. True that she was smart to fly above the fray, but she hadn't gone far, and she wasn't exactly hiding or paying attention to her surroundings...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Village Center (EX Fantasy roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordLuck</strong> on <strong>26-06-2012, 14:24:20</strong>
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				She ignored him. <br><br>Now this was amusing, M'Gul thought as he lifted his bestial, mutated head, concealed under wraps and totemic carved pieces of wood that rattled as he moved or the wind screamed along his shaggy, pestilent frame. The hulk stared up at the Dragoness, or rather, the Half-Breed. Screaming another diversonary bellow, as if saying 'Your own time shall come'; the minotaur imagined if he would also be the one to visit the particularly proud and vain female's insides. Why not?<br><br>But instead of staying around for much, the creature suddenly lowered himself to crouch as he swung one of his massive arms, as thick as tree trunks, to envelop it around the also distracted Sidhe's waistline. She felt curiously cool, if not even cold to the touch, making his reeking fur mat down wetly. With a single groan, he announced his capture with another plain word.<strong> "Mine."</strong> Caring not if she would scream or trash of right, the beast held her tight over his shoulder, as if throwing her over like hunted game.<br><br>And then, he left. Left even the village, holding his prey and taking long strides into the Woods.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Village Center (EX Fantasy roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ghostraven</strong> on <strong>27-06-2012, 00:24:54</strong>
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				Meabh cocked her head up as she looked at the half breed dragon girl perched on the building. She got the sense that she was taking the same dark amusement in watching the demons steal away the other women in the village. The dark fairy smirked at the dragon girl even as she suddenly felt a wave of nausea wash over her lithe pale form. The hulking demon corrupted Minotaur was carrying iron, a lot of iron. <br>She spun around her eyes going wide as she realized that his ax was made of some kind of enchanted abyssal iron and it was interfering with her magic.<br>She screamed as the beastly creature lunged at her. It’s massive arm wrapping around her waist. Try as she might her magic refused to function…she couldn’t blink away, and now that he was holding her she couldn’t shrink even if her magic worked.<br>She shrieked again her legs kicking and arms beating on his massive shaggy back as she slung her over his shoulder without a care.<br>Meabh redoubled her kicking ad screaming as the demon tainted minotaur growled ‘MINE.”as he carried her from the village towards the The Mystic Forest (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144196.0/)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Village Center (EX Fantasy roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>27-06-2012, 00:32:07</strong>
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				After a few moment's the minotuar was gone with his prize. With the coast looking clear now Ash slowly stepped her way outside of the underground facility, she looked horrible, her stomach looked incredibly painful after the forced purging of her innards to clear herself from the creatures seed. Her naked form looked like it could collapse any moment. Looking sheepishly from side to side, she made a break for her home to get some fresh clothing, maybe she could reach the baths safely too.
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				Post by: <strong>Shadow Hunter</strong> on <strong>27-06-2012, 02:05:51</strong>
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				The hybrid grinned when the pathetic fairy was simply grabbed and carried off by the bellowing brute. She leaned back, balanced on her toes with her back straight, her hands dangling between her knees, completely at ease. She tilted her head forward when one of the former captives returned, looking like hell. <em>'Well she wasn't gone all that long. Guess that demon wasn't much of a man,'</em> she criticized. Bored now, the female decided to wait a little longer before seeking out entertainment.
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				Post by: <strong>Vaulera</strong> on <strong>27-06-2012, 08:47:50</strong>
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				Fenrak was feeling incredibly pleased with himself at his successful capture and impregnation of his precious giantess, the perfect first catch, but he would need more than one bitch to fuel the insatiable urges to mate, until there was a veritable torrent of gigantic, shadowy hounds. His silent pawsteps pounded away at the worn dirt around the buildings of the village, the center being the center of all of the intriguing scents he was smelling. Though one in particular intrigued him, it smelled of smoke and flowers, an odd combination, but feminine, to be sure. His plate sized orbs scanned the thinned group of women, seeing a cat, not so much his type and the source of his infatuation, the largest of the group, a dragoness. But she wasn't a dragon, she stood on two feet, displaying mammaries of her own, perhaps the same would be between her legs. Either way, she was the closest to his size, the next in viability. He dashed, silently, but travelling faster than an arrow, the only indication of his presence being his gigantic, shining black fur, something that she couldn't see whilst turned. He lunged at the dragon girl, determined to catch and breed this one as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Village Center (EX Fantasy roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadow Hunter</strong> on <strong>27-06-2012, 20:00:01</strong>
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				Drya sighed, deciding to find somewhere else to spy and stood, letting her wings fall loose in preparation for flight. She turned her head to set her course, missing the large canine appearing in the village center. She began to extend her wings and crouched slightly just as a massive weight barreled into her from behind. She yelped in surprise and tried to flap, but her wings had been knocked out of proper alignment, and she went tumbling to the ground. Momentarily stunned, Drya lifted her head up to try and find out what had hit her. As she tried to get to her feet, however, one of her wings protested and she stilled, horrified. "Oh, please don't be broken!" she whispered, all thoughts of being attacked flying out the window. She gently felt as much as she could reach of the wing, trying to see if one of the delicate bones had broken. At one of the joints, pain lanced through the limb, but she hadn't felt a break. "Good, just a sprain." Well, she still couldn't fly, which reminded her of the reason she was down here...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Village Center (EX Fantasy roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaulera</strong> on <strong>28-06-2012, 03:16:26</strong>
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				Fenrak barked when he felt his shield sized paws connect with her strong back and her soft, brittle wings. His one great disadvantage was in the form of his lack of hands, he had to do all of his carrying with his teeth, this one's thick, scaly hide should stand up to his fangs. The woman was as tall as himself on her feet, but he was much, much longer, and much heavier. When he saw her fiddling with her wing, he pounced again and gripped her by the scruff of her neck, pulling up and shaking to knock her off of her feet, bounding towards the forest. He stopped right before a titanic willow tree, dropping her at the base of the trunk in none too gentle a way.<br><br>(Move your response to the forest)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Village Center (EX Fantasy roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>28-06-2012, 18:53:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i48.tinypic.com/33zbv3a.png)</div> <strong>Kalei Midwinter</strong> returned to the village, looking not much worse for the wear save for her missing clothes. The place seemed to be in chaos, girls getting carried off all around her. She could only stand there and watch, and pray for them all. Alas, she had no offensive magic with which to ward the demons and monsters off. She could simply make herself a target for another ravaging and hope that while they were busy with her, others would have a chance to escape. 
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