To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Closed)
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				<div align="center">(http://i1059.photobucket.com/albums/t422/ZanaLyrander/23-min3_zps91535a9f.jpg)</div><br><div align="center"><strong>To Hell and Back</strong></div><br><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Background</span></div><br>There are things outside our world. Terra is a place of wonder and magic, where people are born with amazing powers, or learn to harness the natural magic of the world. It is a place where mortals such as humans, elves, dwarves, and other races have thrived for millennia. All the while, the illusive and mysterious fey have lived alongside them, in an unsteady, but mostly peaceful coexistence. But they have always known that there are other worlds, places outside Terra.<br><br>It wasn't long after the advent of magic that mortals learned to summon beings from other worlds. Demons, Angels, and other spirits were called from their native planes to do their summoner's bidding then returned to whence they came. But this had unfortunate side effects: the demons who were summoned to Terra became curious about our world, and when they returned to Hell, they told their peers all about it. It wasn't long before an ambitious demon lord decided he might like Terra for himself, and set about opening a permanent portal from Hell to Terra. This demon lord is known as Krathen Kairaku, the Lord of Desire, the Father of Demons, the most powerful lust demon in existance. He earned his second tittle by siring thousands of demons. Krathen also has a penchant for mating with his own daughters, meaning that many of his children are also his grandchildren, and some of those are also his great-grandchildren. His record is currently ten generations of breeding with his own daughters, resulting in a child who is his daughter, his great-to-the-eighth-power-granddaughter, and everything in between.<br><br>The situation is now dire. Terra faces a true invasion. The mortals, fey, and the few angels who have involved themselves in this conflict have banded together to defend Terra, while Krathen and his brood seek to conquer and enslave the entire world. It is this war for control and freedom that frames our story, and you are one or more of the participants in this conflict. One thing is for sure: regardless of who wins, Terra faces the Lord of Desire. This is going to be messy, in more ways than one.<br><br><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Terra</span></div><br>Terra, much like our own planet, is a very diverse place. It is similar to our own world in some ways, but not many. To most people, the word 'technology' is a fancy word for magic, since on Terra they are virtually the same thing. There are no guns, cars, or phones on Terra, but there are wands, magical mounts, and enchanted items that serve the same purposes. The major difference is the availability of these items. In our world, most people have a phone and a car, and guns aren't too hard to find. On Terra, magic is a status symbol, for only the wealthy can afford enchanted items or the schooling necessary to learn magic for themselves. There are exceptions, people naturally born with magical abilities, but even these people tend to become wealthy very quickly thanks to the demand for their services. Magic and money go hand in hand, and either one can lead to the other. This of course only applies to mortals, as the naturally magical fey have no concept of money or commerce, and are largely self-sufficient.<br><br>However, despite their impressive abilities, the fey are the vast minority on Terra. There are thousands of mortals for every fey, and given how scattered and disorganized fey tend to be, there was never much concern the the fey would seize power. Most power on Terra has rested in the hands of those who already had enough power to take more: monarchs, dictators, archmagi... these were the movers and shakers on Terra.<br><br>The following is a list of the major areas of the globe and the ones who hold sway there.<br><br>The Frozen North<br>Known in the native tongue as Icar, but to the rest of the world simply as the Frozen North, Terra's northern reaches are divided into two parts: The Teeth, and the Savage-lands. The Teeth is what the world's largest mountain range is known as to outsiders. The dwarves who live within these mountains have a far loftier name for it, but that name is a bit too hard to pronounce for most. The dwarves do their best not to get involved with 'surface-dwellers', preferring to remain underground and deal only with themselves, their government something akin to a constitutional monarchy. They are a proud race, with hardy warriors, and lay claim to some of the most skilled enchanters in the world. The Savage-lands, are a place no one would visit by choice, and yet it is where the Glacier-Born make their homes. The Glacier-Born are strange breed of elf, unusual in both habitat and appearance. Unlike most elves who live in forests and tend to be a few inches shorter than humans on average, the Glacier-Born average between six and a half and seven feet tall, and are among the most ferocious sentient creatures on Terra. Despite their reputation as savages, the Glacier-Born have a surprisingly complex tribal culture, and in addition to their unsurpassed hunters and fierce warriors, produce a staggering number of magi and oracles.<br><br>Zenith<br>Quite possibly the most powerful and prosperous region of the globe, Zenith claims to be the exact center of the world, and few can refute the claim with much more than a scoff. Zenith is a place of commerce and trade above all else. If you want something and you have enough money, you can find it in Zenith. It is a beautiful area, with lovely weather, fertile fields, and clean, bustling cities. But for all it's wonders, Zenith can be a nasty place for those who aren't careful. Zenith is run more like a corporation than a government, and individual rights often take a back seat to progress and profit. Add to that the fact that in addition to its more wholesome products, Zenith is the place to buy drugs, slaves, and many other illicit items, and it becomes clear that this beacon of light has a dark side as well. Zenith has a leader known as a Executive, more of a CEO than a president or king. And like a CEO, he or she answers to the investors, the people who have the most money. In no other place is the gap between the rich and poor clearer than in Zenith. Humans are a majority in Zenith, but other races are welcome. It matters more how much coin one has, not who is holding it.<br><br>The Wood<br>To the East is the Wood, the home of the elves. Contrary to the name, only part of the wood consists of a massive forest. The rest consists of majestic cities and towers, places of learning and knowledge. The elves value physical and mental fitness, and the ones they admire most are those who can master both martial and mystical pursuits. While the Wood is a great place to live for most elves, with such grandeur and beauty comes very high standards, and those who don't measure up are looked down upon. It is not money that determines social status in the wood, it is intellect and talent, but this does not mean their is not quite a gap between the haves and the have-nots. The Wood is governed by a council known simply as the Elders. As the name implies, it consists of the oldest, wisest, and cleverest elves in the Wood. While this government generally works quite well, it does mean the elves are slow to accomplish things, and their government tends to be... old-fashioned. The Wood is also home to many fey, who enjoy a mostly peaceful relationship with the elves, who are slightly less mistrustful of the fey than most mortals, but that isn't really saying that much.<br><br>The Principalities<br>To the west, at the edge of the great ocean, lies a vast archipelago, a majestic field of islands, some larger, some smaller, but each ruled by its own prince. As one might reasonably expect, the political climate in such an area is... volatile, to say the least. Conflicts are common, be they economic, military, political, or even social (many a rivalry has been started by a poorly chosen jibe at a party). It is this political bickering that has kept the Principalities from becoming one of the most powerful forces on Terra, for they are home to some of the most powerful magi in the world, many eclipsing even the elves in talent. The current theory is that the Principalities are located in something of a magical 'hotspot', an area where mana gathers naturally. This would explain the disproportionately large percentage of the population born with natural magical abilities, as well as the abundance of sea-dwelling fey in the area.<br><br>The Beastlands/The Heart of Sin<br>The southern area previously known as the Beastlands but now known only as the Heart of Sin used to be the home of the orcs, a strong, powerful race of barbarians. For all the prejudice orcs faced as violent brutes, the majority of them were far more civilized than the raiders most other species encountered. The uncivilized fringes of the Beastlands were indeed home to savages and brutish thugs, but at the heart of the Beastlands, the Orcs were a race of honorable warriors, very similar in both martial prowess and code to the Samurai of our world. But all that changed with the invasion. The Beastlands were the first place hit by the demons, and the orcs were attacked from within. The Demon Lord correctly identified the orcs as a major threat, and decided to hit them first, nearly wiping them out before they could mount much of a resistance. Now little remains of the proud orc code or their culture, as the newly named Heart of Sin has been transformed from frigid swampland into a profane mixture of Hell and paradise. The very ecosystem of the area has been altered by the demon's presence. Most plants now possess hallucinogenic and/or aphrodisiac properties, and the animals have all become even more vicious than before. What few orcs remain have been forced to flee to the edges of the land they once owned, where they still fight the demons, most of them too proud to surrender or accept help from the other races.<br><br>It should be noted that while all these disparate areas are now technically united under one ruler, the King/Queen of Terra, they view this as a temporary alliance. None of them intend to swear fealty to the new ruler once the war is over. And while they all agree that an alliance is absolutely necessary for the good of the world, that does not mean tensions between these groups have suddenly vanished.<br><br><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Roles</span></div><br>This RP lends itself to incredibly diverse cast, and almost any character is possible. However, these are the basic roles into which most (but not all) characters will fit. If you want to claim one of the positions that can only be occupied by a single character, send me a PM with a quick description of your idea, and if I approve, we can flesh it out in more detail.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">The Demons</span><br>The Demon Lord: Krathen Kairaku, played by me.<br>The Demon General: Krathen's second in command, currently unclaimed. One of the highest ranking members of Krathen's organization who is specifically <span class="bbc_u">not</span> one of Krathen's children. This is the person Krathen keeps around to second guess him, who he respects enough to give a certain amount of leeway to. Can be any gender, and even if female, Krathen will probably be <em>trying</em> to keep their relationship professional (that doesn't mean he will succeed, he is a lust demon after all).<br>The Demon Lord's Consort: Krathen's favorite lover, a very competitive position, currently claimed. Krathen is a fickle creature, and earning his favor for any extended period of time shows considerable skill. This position requires a truly impressive woman, not just sexually, but in all area. Krathen can afford to be fairly picky after all. Any demoness who occupies this position must be more than just a pretty face and a sexy body, she must also have a mind for intrigue, as maintaining this position with so many other demonesses eager to replace you takes a certain amount of scheming. This role can be filled by one of Krathen's daughters, or an unrelated demoness, so long as they are suitably impressive. This role has no official authority, but any demon who refuses a direct order from the Demon Lord's Consort clearly has no dreams of advancement, or of living a long life.<br>The Felguard: The champions of the demon forces, think of them like elite soldiers who exist outside the normal rank system, and answer only to the demon lord himself. Each member of the Felguard is far more skilled and powerful than the average demon, and they are usually handpicked by Krathen himself, The Demon General, or recommended by a current member of the Felguard.<br>Krathen's Brood: More of a subcategory. As stated, Krathen has thousands of children, and a sizable percentage of his troops is composed of his own sons and daughters. To be honest, being one of Krathen's children usually sucks. Krathen has very high standards, and expects the best from his children. Those who fail to live up to his expectations are deemed unworthy of his attention, and usually end up as basic infantry or expendable concubines to be used and discarded. But for those of Krathen's spawn who show promise, being the son or daughter of the Demon Lord can be a very nice position. Any of Krathen's children skilled enough to merit the status of Felguard enjoy a certain unofficial boost to their authority by virtue of being one of the Demon Lord's favorite children. They are technically equals to their peers, but they quickly notice that the other Felguard listen a bit more carefully when they speak.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">The Mortals, Fey, and Angels</span><br>The King/Queen of Terra: The leader of the mortal forces, currently unclaimed (though do not ask for this position lightly, will require a time commitment). The King/Queen of Terra is no posh figurehead, s/he leads his/her troops from the front lines, and is one of the most powerful mortals in the world. The King/Queen did not inherit his/her crown, s/he was chosen when the prophets of every kingdom and every race unanimously declared that s/he was the only leader who had a chance of fending off this invasion, though even with him/her, the chances would be slim. This is not a character who ever desired power, it is one who had no choice but to accept power in order to save his/her world.<br>The Fey: The fey have no real command structure, being spirits of nature, such as nymphs, dryads, gremlins, fairies, etc., who are connected to the life force of Terra itself. The fey have mixed relations with mortals, having long mistrusted one another. Many fey see mortals as dangerous and greedy, damaging and destroying areas of natural beauty in their relentless pursuit of progress. For their part, the mortals are suspicious and superstitious of the fey, and in olden times blamed them for everything from diseases and natural disasters to mold and tooth decay. As a result, the alliance between mortals and fey is an uneasy one, but one that both sides realize is absolutely necessary.<br>The Champions: The counterpoint to the Felguard, the Champions are mortals, fey, and one or two angels who were chosen to serve as elite soldiers, the vanguard against this coming invasion. As with the Felguard, the Champions are far more skilled and mighty than a normal soldier, and are appointed mostly by each other, though one can also become a Champion by royal appointment.<br>The Angels: The angels deserve special mention here, because a few restrictions apply to them. Very few angels have joined this conflict, for they are still recovering from their own war with the demons, a war they soundly lost. The angel forces have been vastly diminished, and the few that remain are focused on shoring up their own defenses in Heaven should the demons mount another assault. As such, only a handful of brave angels are aiding in the defense of Terra. Because of this, I will only allow one or two angel characters in this game, three at the most once we have enough characters of other types.<br><br>Note About Allegiance: The race of your character does not necessarily determine your role and/or allegiance. They are exceptionally rare, but every war has its traitors, and there are mortals, fey, and even one or two angels who serve the demons, and there are even a few demons who are fighting in Terra's defense. Much like the angels however, I will be drastically limiting the number of turncoat characters, though your character may switch allegiances in game (though try to keep such drastic changes of heart to a minimum so we can make this seem believable).<br>Note About Race: Interestingly, there is no such thing as a half-demon or half-angel. The offspring of a demon is a demon, regardless of the race of the other parent, and the offspring of an angel is an angel. If (for some bizarre reason) an angel were to breed with a demon, the result would be either an angel or a demon, with a fifty-fifty chance of each. It should also be noted that demons, angels, and fey only produce offspring when they desire it, so there is no chance of them becoming pregnant or impregnating another unless they are actively trying to do so.<br><br><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Elite NPCs</span></div>A new categorization, Elite NPCs are like normal NPCs, in that they can be controlled by whatever character happens to be near them, but unlike normal NPCs, characters are not allowed to auto-hit them. These NPCs have no powers, but in terms of skill, they should be treated like Champions or Felguard. Here are the current categories of characters that qualify as Elite.<br>Wild Runners: The Queen's royal guard, a team of highly trained soldiers that all ride dire wolves, usually trained in the use of scimitars as well as bows and arrows. All of them have been groomed for this role essentially since birth, and are skilled riders and warriors both, having been raised alongside their mounts.<br>Reapers: The Demon Lord's personal guard, scythe wielding demons that ride nightmares (essentially pitch-black horses with fire instead of hair, capable of flight). Each of the Reapers must have slain hundreds of foes to attain their status, and all of them have undergone a brutal training regimen, the exact details of which are kept secret.<br><br>Note: Both of these units can have a leader, and anyone who wants to can make a PC who is said leader. These units are usually controlled by either the leader or the Queen/Demon Lord respectively, but sometimes they will be assigned to another champion or felguard, in which case said champion/felguard can control them instead.<br><br><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Plot</span></div><br>The RP will be fairly freeform. Since most of the players are Felguard, Champions, or even higher ranked characters, they will be given a great deal of freedom. The war will be an essential part of the plot, but how the individual PCs interact with the war is up to them. They can wade in and start killing NPC soldiers if they desire, or they can act more behind the scenes, more secret agents than super-soldiers. The only thing that must be kept in mind are the ultimate goals of this RP: try to make your team win, but above all, have fun.<br><br><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Rules</span></div><br>1. PM all profiles to me for approval before posting them.<br>2. No auto-hitting. You can't just say you hit someone, with your power, you describe your attack, they describe their defense.<br>3. Try to be fair. If you honestly think your opponent did a good job with their attack, let some of it hit you, don't just dodge or block everything, or the game gets boring really fast.<br>4. No killing another player's character without their permission. If you win a fight with a main character, drama dictates you capture them instead of kill them. That way, fun can be had 'interrogating' them, and they have a chance to escape and fight again.<br>5. The very nature of this RP dictates that there will be NC scenes. If you aren't okay with that, duck out now.<br>6. <strong>Fill out your Ons and Offs.</strong> I can not stress this enough. With big group RPs, it is hard to keep track of who is into what. The only way for the other players to avoid doing things that are turn-offs for you and to maximize your enjoyment is for you to provide them with information about what you do and do not like.<br>7. Multiple characters are fine and even encouraged, but start with one, and add more later. I just want to avoid the scenario of someone creating four characters, getting involved, and then dropping out.<br>8. Tittle all PMs containing profiles “To War With Love” so I know you read the rules.<br><br><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Profiles</span></div><br>Here is the basic formula that profiles will follow. <strong>Attention! PM all profiles to me for approval! I will post a profile thread soon. Do NOT post profiles until they have been approved.</strong><br><br>Name: (Your Character's Name)<br>Player: (Your Name)<br>Race:<br>Role:<br>Gender:<br>Sexuality: (Heterosexual, Homosexual, Bisexual etc. Also include whether your character is a Dom, Sub, Switch, or none of the above).<br>Age: (No underage characters, angels, demons and fey don't age, so they can be very old, and elves still live a very long time)<br>Powers: (Choose two powers, three for the King/Queen and the Demon Lord. These powers have to somewhat specific, but not too specific. For example “Magic” is way to general to be a power, that is about a hundred different powers. On the other hand, don't pick something that would only be useful in very specific circumstances either. Try to give a detailed description of what exactly your powers can do. I will let you know if your power is too general or too specific. Also, certain powers, such as mind control, will not be allowed, as they can ruin the game for other players by dictating what their character does. I reserve the right to veto any power I deem unbalancing.)<br>Appearance: (Either an anime picture or a detailed description. The example is probably a bit more detailed than is necessary, but not by too much.)<br>Bio: (Your character's backstory and personality, a chance to let people know what your character is like. Again, detail is always appreciated.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 18:44:16</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Chapter One</strong></div><br>Our story begins in small city that lies on the border between the Heart of Sin and Zenith. The city, known as Outlook, is remarkable only for it's strategic location. In times past, this city served as something of a first line of defense for Zenith, keeping an eye on the orcs and halting any raiding parties before they made it farther into the mainland of Zenith. As such, the city has a decidedly military orientation, and while it still maintains the robust trade routes of most cities in Zenith, anyone looking at the imports and exports to and from Outlook would notice that almost all of them are weapons, defenses, or the materials one could use to make such weapons or defenses.<br><br>Now, Outlook is in a full-scale panic, as the might of the demon army approaches. The demons have made their camp less than a mile from the city, and are preparing to lay siege to the city. A few Champions have been deployed to the city, but it will take a few days for the might of the mortal army to arrive, time Outlook probably can not spare. The demon camp is currently under the authority of the demon general, as the demon lord himself is still on his way, but he will arrive shortly. Both sides have time to prepare for the coming battle and formulate a strategy. Outlook is fairly well fortified, and its defenses are fairly strong, but they are still vastly outnumbered. All they can hope for is to stall long enough for the rest of the army to arrive, and hopefully weaken the demon forces sufficiently that they will be forced to retreat if and when they army does arrive.
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				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 18:54:50</strong>
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				Anxious murmurs filled the crowd as a large, powerfully built man in armor walked through the center of town, an extremely long sword strapped to his back. One look at the short tusks that protruded from his lower jaw in place of canines confirmed his identity: the man was an orc. The orcish man, known as Jurai, scanned the crowd with disappointment. He disliked it here, as he did in almost any human city. While he had officially been welcomed to Outlook, it had not been long ago that the people of this city had a 'shoot on sight' policy for orcs. Had Jurai not been officially declared a Champion, they might still have tried to kill him.<br><br>The man made his way through the square, trying to avoid making eye contact. He considered going somewhere more secluded, so as not to disturb the populace any further. The war may have officially united all of Terra, but bad blood doesn't just evaporate in the face of a common foe. Even he had been reluctant to work with Zenith, given the way they treated his people, but he knew that with the Beastlands destroyed, he had very little choice. This world needed fighters like him, and he needed them just as much. As skilled as he was, he could not face an army alone. Jurai took a seat on a stone bench, letting out a heavy sigh as he tried to clear his thoughts. He would need his focus for the coming battle.
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				Post by: <strong>Jezabelle</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 19:24:19</strong>
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				<strong>Character</strong>: Aersilae<br><strong>Location</strong>: Outlook, City Streets<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Jurai<br><hr><br>"You're so close to home, Orc," Aersilae said as she approached Jurai from behind the bench, "yet so far away." She sat down next to him on the stone bench. She was wearing green cloth wrappings around her breasts and two hanging down in front of and behind her lower body from the hips joined by a cord. Nymphs did not wear clothing, but the mortals did-- so she would follow their example, if only to blend in. She could pass for a human, if not for her tattoos, all suns and waves across her body.<br><br>"I know what it is to lose your home," she told him sympathetically. "But I cannot imagine an entire country. Your pain must be deep." Indeed, she felt it. Conflicted, confusing, Jurai was trying to tame the emotions within himself for the battle ahead. But if he suppressed rather than faced them, he may not return from the field of battle alive. <em>Maybe none of them will</em>, she thought. Mortals were such fragile things: it seemed ironic then to Aersilae that their's was the nature most prone to making war. It might serve to save all in the coming conflict for the realm, however.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 19:33:56</strong>
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				Jurai looked up as someone approached him. He had heard her coming, but was still rather surprised that anyone was speaking to him at all. Most humans were frightened of him, and honestly he couldn't blame them. He was over six and a half feet tall and was built like a tank. to say he was intimidating was quite an understatement. "My home is gone. That place," he gestured in the vague direction of the Heart of Sin, "is no longer the Beastlands I once knew. It is not a place fit for any creature of our world." he said with a sigh.<br><br>He then turned to face the woman. She was surprisingly scantily clad, and something about her seemed... off. She looked mostly human, but she certainly seemed like a foreigner, her attire and tattoos were certainly not customary in Zenith. "You say you know what it is to lose your home. I take it from the way you are dressed you are not from around here." he commented. To be honest, her current state of attire reminded Jurai a bit of how the female shaman initiates used to dress in the Beastlands, but she was clearly no orc. "Forgive me manners, I'm not accustomed to this place yet. My name is Jurai Katsurage. May I ask to whom I am speaking?" Jurai spoke carefully, still trying to place that nagging feeling he got from the gorgeous woman.
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				Post by: <strong>Jezabelle</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 19:59:19</strong>
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				"Aersilae," she smiled and told the Orc. "It is good to meet you, Jurai Katsurage. It is true that the Heart of Sin is not of our world, but you must not give up hope. Orcs has lived there for an eternity, and I believe that your people may live there again. All that is done may be undone; that which was will be again." She put a hand on his shoulder-- he was a huge creature, but she did not take fear in him. She rather found it reassuring to find something, or rather someone, so alive in these walls carved of unwilling stone and wood hewn of trees with years yet to live. While she respected the Orc culture, she little more than what she had gleaned travelling along the coast.<br><br>"I have been taken from my home, to the heart of darkness-- their world," she shuddered, and looked down, but kept her hand on the Orc's shoulder. "When I returned to my small island south of the principalities, there was little left. But with time and effort it began to heal, and where once there was ash and sand there is grass and birds. It is not what it once was, and perhaps it never will be again: but it will regrow, and it will overcome. So too will your lands, Orc. Just so soon as this war is won and the Demon forces pushed from our lands we will begin to heal."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 20:09:23</strong>
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				Jurai nodded, impressed by how little fear this woman showed in speaking to him, even reaching out to touch him. Most humans flinched instinctively when he drew near them, and yet she did not seem worried in the slightest. He sighed as she spoke of undoing the damage done to the Beastlands. "I wish I could have as much hope for the future as you. I do not doubt that the demons can be beaten back, that the Beastlands may indeed heal once more, but I doubt my people will recover, because I doubt we will be <em>allowed</em> to recover. Zenith knows how weak we are now, and once this war is over, I fully expect them to ensure we never grow to threaten them once again. Perhaps working alongside us in this war will change their minds, but I would not wager much on that outcome." he replied with a sigh.<br><br>When Aersilae mentioned being taken to the demon's own world, Jurai's eyes widened slightly. It sounded almost absurd. The idea of demons kidnapping mortals to do unspeakable things to them was not hard to swallow, but the fact that she was standing here now implied that she had escaped, which was quite hard to accept. And yet, for some reason, Jurai believed her when she spoke. "I can only imagine what horrors they must have inflicted upon you while you were their captive..." he replied solemnly. "I pray no one else be force to endure such a fate."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jezabelle</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 20:27:05</strong>
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				"To not fear," she said, but to his mind she sent <em>let the new Beastlands stand with nature, and all her children will come to aide you-- the earth, the sun, the water, their spirits amassed to stop the onslaught of industry by man will throw Zenith back with your people when the time comes. For the balance of the world and a place to be free of the machinations of Human minds, stand with us now in this war and we will be at your side when that time comes.</em> "As for me, I have benefited from my pain in a way-- the hundred years I spent in Hell taught me much of the demons and their ways. I know their general's name and appearance, and much and more of their ways." She flipped her hair, taking her hand from his shoulder.<br><br>"I doubt the demons will mount an attack without the Demon Lord's presence, but the allure of handing him the city upon his arrival may overtake the general. Why don't you and I go and see what they're up to? You should navigate the terrain here with ease, Jurai Katsurage; there is a nearby river crossing where the stone and brush around are high that it might mask our movement..." She stood up, and looked into his eyes, waiting for his response. She wondered if he would realize he could send his thoughts to her, as well, if only he reached out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 20:34:14</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Shizuru, The Demon General</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div></div><br>At the center of the demon camp sat a black tent. Outside, two soldiers stood guard. Inside, the Demon General stood over a table with a map of the local area spread out upon it. One of the scouts was there, discussing a plan of attack. The Demon General wasn't what most humans would probably expect. First, it was a woman. Second, she was rather attractive. Where one might expect some hulking monstrosity of muscle and unbridled rage stood a tall, redheaded woman with a look of cool confidence on her face. Yet the scout before her cowered all the same, as if afraid that at any moment she might order his execution just because he looked at her too much. Or not enough. Or just incorrectly. Like she might, at any second, flick her wrist and, with one stroke, cleave his head from his shoulders as easily as one would bat aside an annoying fly. <br><br>"...Mistress, w-we report that we outnumber them at least four to one. There are worrying reports of a champion inside, but only the one. A small number, at least. More will doubtless be on the way, due to the outpost's proximity to Zenith." Stammered the scout.<br><br>Shizuru lightly tapped her finger on the map and mulled it over for a moment. A long silence passed. The scout almost wet himself in nervousness at the tense silence. Finally she spoke in a calm, husky voice, "They've got a fortified position, but we have numbers and the high ground. It will be a simple matter to crush them. We could simply overwhelm Outlook with superior numbers, but I would lose too many soldiers in doing so. It would stall our forward momentum." She drew a circle around the outpost with her fingertip and remarked, "So we employ a simple, but multi-stage strategy. First, I will go to Outlook and attempt to get them to simply leave."<br><br>The scout blinked and looked up at the General. He swallowed, "L-leave, Mistress? That's... not like a demon to simply ask his opponent to walk away. What glory is in that?" He could hardly believe he'd asked such a question and quickly ducked his head and prayed to whatever hell god he believed in, sure this was the end. Shizuru simply cocked her head and peered down at the scout.<br><br>"The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting. To win by one's mere presence alone is ultimate victory. Besides, would you rather the Demon Lord had an intact base with which to spearhead his operations, or a smoking pile of rubble? Perhaps you'd rather sleep on the ground than in a fortress?"<br><br>The scout quivered and said nothing, simply shaking his head. Shizuru turned and pulled on a long black coat, the Demon Lord's coat of arms stamped on the back. She lifted her sword belt and put it on. The weapon was surprisingly plain. No ostentatious decorations of skulls or bones or fancy gems. Just a curved blade of gleaming metal. Simple, brutally effective. She turned back to the planning table and pointed again, "While I am down there, have a detachment move to cut off their supply lines and delay any more arriving champions. Have another secure our flanks. Then, have our engineers set up catapaults on the ridge here, here, and here. We can always pound them into submission that way. Last, prepare the cavalry. If they decide to be foolish and leave the fortress to meet our army head on, I have a plan for that too."<br><br>"Mistress?" Questioned the scout.<br><br>Shizuru grinned, "Have you ever heard of the hammer and anvil?" She remarked, then strode out of the tent. While her underlings went about preparing for the inevitable attack, she started down the hill. Her guard tried to follow her, but she simply waved them away. Her troops watched, confused, as she made her way across the battlefield alone and walked the mile or so to stand before the enemy gates. She looked up at all the defenders above, those that had the fortitude to actually look upon her without screaming, and smiled. She waited for the panic to die down before announcing loudly so all could hear;<br><br><strong>"Outlook! Humans, Orcs, Fey, assorted rabble! Perhaps some of you simply know me as the Demon General! My people call me Shizuru The Unbroken! I have been to Terra before and you may know me as The Red Swordswoman, The Red Blade, or Amaterasu. The Orcs once knew me as Lady Death. I know your races, I know your lands, I know your weapons, I know your tactics! Look behind me and quiver in fear at the sight of the army bristling upon the hillside, ready to overwhelm this tiny fortress! You can fight, but we know it would be foolish to do so! I know full well you've called for reinforcements, but we can grind you into dust long before they arrive! So! I give you one chance!"</strong> She lifted a hand and held a single finger aloft. <strong>"One chance to flee! I will have my army stand back so you can retreat! Refuse and..."</strong> The demoness turned and gestured to her army with a sweeping movement of her arm. Almost on cue, the entire demon army roared and cheered out in unison. The howling demonic chorus filled the air, rattling windows and sending waves of panic through the city. Shizuru snapped her fingers and, on cue, the howling stopped. <strong>"...We crush you. You have one hour." </strong><br><br>With that, the demoness turned and started striding back to camp.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Koryu, Shizuru's Weapon</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Katana-1.jpg)</div><br><div align="center">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Katana2.jpg)</div><br><div align="center">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Katana3.jpg)</div></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 20:36:09</strong>
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				Jurai was a bit startled when he suddenly heard Aersilae's voice in his mind, but when she mentioned that she had spent a hundred years in hell, it finally clicked. "Ah. Forgive me, I realize now that I had mistaken you for a human. I'm guessing you are a fey, most likely a nymph, no?" he asked, now finally understanding that nagging feeling he had been getting about her before. Nymphs were not unheard of in the Beastlands, and Jurai had encountered one once before, though he got the feeling that nymphs in the Beastlands were significantly more... amorous than those from the rest of Terra, or perhaps the one he had met had just been feeling a bit horny.<br><br>He nodded at her assessment of the current state of the battle, standing up with her. "Indeed, a quick peek at their forces wouldn't hurt, if only to assess how much time we have left to prepare. Still, we should hurry back if we are to have time to shore up our defenses. Lead the way Aersilae." he concluded, nodding politely.<br><br>It was as they prepared to walk toward the camp that Jurai heard a woman's voice, loud and clear. He cursed, recognizing the voice immediately. Yes, he knew of Lady Death, he had met her on the field of battle before. The powerful orc absentmindedly rubbed a small scar on his flank where one of her spearmen had stabbed him. The two of them had never actually crossed blades, but he looked forward to his chance to do so. "Well, I suppose now we know how much time we have..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jezabelle</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 21:02:21</strong>
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				"Enough," Aersilae muttered almost to herself. She wasted no time making for where two war horses were tied up; bringing the water from the trough before them into the air she cut the ties, threw the saddle off of one, and leaped on. She put a hand on the side of the horse's neck, and her Empathy let her commune with the animal. Rearing, it turned and made for the gate. "Mount, Jurai; we have no time." <br><br>"Open the gates!" She called it, but also thought it,<strong><em> open the gates</em></strong> washing over everyone around's mind. "Champions ride to answer this Red Woman and her hollow threats!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 21:12:19</strong>
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				As Shizuru made her way back to the camp, it would be immediately apparent that something was different. Even if one had not noticed the pitch black carriage soaring through the sky being pulled by four nightmares upon which rode the Demon Lord's royal guard, Krathen's presence was obvious. It came with a wave of lust, like an itch that one just couldn't scratch, and not even the most resolute and strong willed demons were immune to the surge of cravings that accompanied the Demon Lord everywhere. As the carriage landed in the middle of camp, and the doors opened, the aura only intensified, blasting out from within like it had been sealed in a pressurized container. Every demon within one hundred yards had a raging erection by now, and every demoness had a veritable river of fluid running down their legs. Even Krathen's own royal guard seemed to be trying to restrain themselves, as they eyed the demonesses in camp with a hunger. No matter how often one was exposed to Krathen's aura, they could never truly get used to it.<br><br>It was then that the Lord of Desire himself stepped out of the carriage, stretching his wings out as he surveyed the camp, many nearby demonesses openly salivating at the sight of him. Behind him, the pants and moans of two succubi could be heard, both of them lying together on the floor of his carriage, utterly exhausted from their time servicing their master during the flight, their eyes rolled back into their skulls with their tongues hanging loosely from their lips, their faces the picture of ecstasy. Krathen's gaze drifted across the camp, his expression one of utter confidence. He was looking forward to the coming battle, eager to see how the mortals reacted when faced by the might of his armies. Would they flee in terror? Would they stand and fight, boldly marching to their deaths? Either way, it would be a great show.<br><br>As Krathen stepped down from his carriage, dismissing his guards with a wave of his hand, he caught sight of Shizuru making her way back to camp. "Ah, Shizuru, a pleasure as always. I see you've wasted no time getting set up and preparing for the coming assault." he said with that damnably sexy smile. "Why don't we step into the map tent and you can bring me up to speed on what you've done so far?" he suggested, extending his hand towards the tent as if to say 'after you'.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 21:22:16</strong>
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				Jurai held up his hand to stop Aersilae as she called out for the gates to be opened. "No. She is trying to demoralize us and either terrify us into fleeing or goad us into attacking, both of which would be foolish. Outlook is heavily fortified. The walls are strong, and we have our own siege weapons and defenses. If we flee or attack them head on, we give up our greatest advantage. If we are to survive long enough for reinforcements to arrive, we need to further fortify our position. Outlook was built specifically to be able to withstand a siege like this." he commented, gesturing to the walls, all of which were manned with archers and crossbowmen.<br><br>"What we can do, is perhaps lead a small, quick strike on their siege weapons, hopefully crippling their most powerful weapons of war before the battle begins, forcing them to use their sheer numbers against us, and costing them many soldiers. Even if they break through the walls, this city's layout will allow us to fight a guerrilla war, striking their forces from hiding and escaping before they can retaliate." Jurai explained. "We stand firm, and prepare. It is our only chance."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 22:12:26</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Shizuru, The Demon General</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div></div><br>She could feel the Demon Lord's presence even before she got back to camp. As she strode through the ranks of soldiers she had to practically dodge groping hands. The wave of lust had taken the soldier's better judgements from them. Not that she hadn't taken some of them on as bedfellows before, but now was hardly the time. It even effected her, of course, but after thousands of years of living and lots of time spent around Krathen, she'd learned to keep composed. She bobbed her head at the Demon Lord as he instructed her into the tent. Shizuru moved to one end of the table and tapped a finger on the map, "As you can see, we vastly outnumber them. Victory is ours, the only question is how long it will take and how many soldiers we'll lose. I'd hoped to get them to retreat or goad them into charging out of the gate so I could crush them with a pincer attack, but they've not taken the bait." The demoness circled around the fort with her fingertip, "I've already ordered the troops to surround Outlook and construct earthworks on all their supply lanes, making it hard for them to escape and delaying any aid that will come, if not stopping it outright. So as I see it, that leaves us with two choices; the first is to simply keep our position guarded, pound them with seige weapons and let them starve. It might take a while and they will no doubt have reinforcements. More champions. If we can assure our halting any aid, then that is the cleanest victory we could have." The redhead shrugged, "Option two is to simply take the fight to them. It's a heavily guarded fortress, but we have sheer numbers on our side. We will lose a good portion of the army here, but we'll take the outpost much faster." She crossed her arms under her bust and shrugged her shoulders. "Since you're here now, I leave it to you." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 22:34:29</strong>
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				Fiona had watched from a safe distance for some time the actions of the demon army, trying to understand exactly what their intention's were, thankfully from her vantage point and her power of Astral projection, she was able to watch the actions of the demons as they worked on the roads towards the innermost cities, attempting to block it off from the front line.&nbsp; "There's nothing I can do about it for now... Huh?" Her thought process was interrupted as she saw a patrol moving closer to where she had left her body hidden, "Oh.. Crackers" She mumbled to herself as she launched herself back towards where her body was. At least if that is where the patrol was she then had an opening to slip through the perimeter. <br><br>Thankfully she made it back in time, reconnecting with her body, it felt a bit stiff and awkward to move, but that was a natural side effect from the freedom of movement Astral projection gave her. She hid aside, waiting for the patrol to pass by, then she would make her move. She had to get to Outlook as soon as possible, the demons were spoiling for a fight and with reinforcement's being delayed they needed all the help they can get. Gripping her staff tight, she pushed herself forward into a brisk jog, she needed to get to Outlook yesterday!<br><br>After a short time passed, she finally made it to the outskirt's of the fortification, spotting what she saw to be a demon general having the Gaul to ride up and make declarations, it annoyed her, but it wasn't time to fight. She needed to get inside the Fortifications. She waited for a short time for the Cavalry to leave eyesight.<br><br>She stepped up towards the fortifications meekly, even thought she had been declared a champion by the mortal forces, in truth she was just a young woman trying to do the right thing. Stepping up to the Ramparts and looking up "My name is Fiona St.Claire, may I have permission inside the fortification so I may aid the injured?" She bit her lip, the war was getting worse by the day, it wasn't even a guarantee she would be let in.<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Fiona's staff</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120712143951/finalfantasy/images/f/fa/FFXI_Staff_24.png</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 22:46:24</strong>
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				Krathen was quiet for a little while after Shizuru finished explaining the situation. She was right of course, they could just push on in and overwhelm Outlook with superior numbers, but as the general had indicated, that would cost them a lot of men. On the other hand, waiting for them to starve could take a very long time, as Outlook had been specifically designed to withstand a siege like this, and probably had emergency food reserves that could last them a week at the least, plenty of time for reinforcements to arrive.<br><br>As Krathen was thinking, he took a step outside the tent and looked up at the clouds overhead, at which point a dark smile creeped onto his face. "Orcs can't fly very well, can they?" he said out of the blue, a seemingly random and absurd observation. "And this town was built to hold off the orc raiders. Strong walls and plenty of defenses to repel enemy soldiers, enough room on said walls to station hundreds of archers... but I'm willing to bet not a whole lot of anti-air defenses. After all, most mortals don't have wings, they rarely have to deal with attacks from the air."<br><br>"So what I propose is this: the one of us leads a strike force of other winged demons up above the clouds, and when the moment is right, we dive into the city and hit them from within, while the other leads a frontal attack on their walls, using the catapults and other siege weapons to punch a nice whole, while our team inside the city makes their way up to the walls and dispatches the archers and ballista-men in the localized area where the other team is attacking, thus leaving them vulnerable. Once inside the city, we fan out, take control of the walls, and essentially push their forces out of the city, harassing them with winged attackers as they flee. I would wager only a small percentage of them would escape uninjured, and we are left in control of a mostly intact stronghold which we can easily repair and use as a foothold in this area. What do you think?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 23:53:40</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Shizuru, The Demon General</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div></div><br>Shizuru shrugged, "It seems sound enough to me, but for one thing. Instead of taking all that time waiting for the walls to collapse, I'll lead a group to open the front gates from inside." She pointed at the map, "Order the detatchments on the east and west sides of Outlook to attack the walls, drawing the defender's attention away from the main gate. I will lead the skyward attack and assault the main gate from inside. I'll open it, allowing you to lead the rest of the army in. We'll still have the group on the south side, so if they try to flee that way, the soldiers can cut them down as they run." The demoness crossed her arms under her chest and remarked, "This will make a fine foothold for your army."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>07-01-2013, 01:28:27</strong>
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				Lucerosa was ecstatic! Finally she was going to do something other then lounge around the castle and have amazing sex. Not that it was bad mind you....in fact most of it was rather fantastic. She was still "young" in demon terms and being the young daughter of the most powerful being in existence as well was being a bit overly protective of her at times, she wanted to just get a feel of freedom, see new things, smell new smell, taset new cum.... you know average stuff. She was one of the most naturally guided and powerful daughters of her father at least in his sexual side of things. She too had an aura though not nearly as powerful as her daddy's. Today she was going to outlook...no matter what. So using her power of shifting which she was indeed an expert at she transformed her nearly nude body into a fully armored replica of one of his personal hell guards. She snuck into the stables and rode into the sky on the flaming steed. She caught up with them and followed in tie with the rear guards. She was so lucky her face was covered because she couldn't stop the smile crawling into her face nor the colors of her hair and tail wildly changing from pink to gold to blues and purple ad her thoughts were aflame with the possibilities good, bad and sexy. <br><br>Inside her armor she bit her currently pink glossed lips and giggled silently as she felt her daddy's aura making her bare crotch tingle and drip onto the hard steal of her leg armor and the back of the panting undulating beast below her. She nearly squealed in delight as they began to descend but barely held it in. She began to fervently grind herself against the nightmare she was ruding as she always did when very excited. Soon they reached their destination and the door too the carriage opened and daddy stepped out. She could tell by how strong his aura was today that he was in a very excited and good mood. She moaned slightly and moved behind the carriage getting of the nightmare so he wouldn't spot her. She loved surprising her daddy and making him happy so instead of heading right into the mess tenth to start the orgy she had planned she followed her father stealthily to the war tent. After listening to their conversation she slipped in behind her father. She typo to the air and pounced. She wrapped her arm around his neck gripping his opposite shoulder and pressing her bare crotch to the root of his tail letting her wetness drippings across it. Her legs wrapped around his waist and her tail shot between his legs to run the pronged head again his generous package. She giggled and let the false armor melt away to reveal herself. Her body was mostly bare slave for a golden ribbed corset with gold hook type extensions and fit under her breasts. Then little tight golden chains followed the crease of her thighs connecting just above her slit to a metal oval that perfectly fit around her pussy and if you looked behind you would see her puckerwascovered by a similar gold trying attracted to a chain. In effect forming a type off chastity thong so no member could fit in only fringes. There was of course a simple latch that was nestled lusty between her rounded tushes cleavage for easy access. Her arms were mostly bare slave golden breasts with little rings at the wrists for attaching chains at play time. Finally around her neck was the symbol of her status both above the rest and yet below all , the golden collar with a beautiful gem in the center that changed color with the wearer. She giggled and nipped his ear. " guess who snuck out to visit daddy........"she said loudly while winking at the general having always kinda liked her and was literally in the same moment flirting with both the general and the demon lord who she was clinging onto from behind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>07-01-2013, 12:28:49</strong>
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				Jurai was already starting to try and organize the defense of Outlook, making sure everyone was ready for the coming assault. The soldiers, for their part, seemed very hesitant to listen to the orders of an orc, but Jurai's status as a Champion did give him a certain amount of pull, and they were all fairly eager for guidance anyway, so he hadn't had any trouble yet. As he was making his rounds along the walls, Jurai heard the voice of a young woman calling up, requesting entrance to the city. At first, Jurai was suspicious, as he knew some demons could change their shape and appear as someone else, but as he let her name roll through his mind once more, he suddenly remembered something his father had told him.<br><br>"A healer with the last name St. Claire?" he whispered to himself. The first name was wrong, and this girl was clearly far too young to be the one his father had spoken of, but perhaps she was related. Judging by her age, he would guess she was the old woman's granddaughter or something along those lines. If so, he had to take the risk. "Let her in." he called out to the men controlling the gates. "And close the gate quickly again once she's inside." Jurai then went down to meet the girl as the gate opened. "Hurry and get inside." he called out to her, waving her in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>07-01-2013, 12:40:49</strong>
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				Krathen nodded, pleased with Shizuru's suggestion. It was slightly riskier, as it meant the main force would take a brutal beating should the arial squadron fail in their task, but he had little worry of something like that, not with Shizuru leading the strike force. "I agree, this will be a wonderful start to our campaign. We'll go with your idea, you will lead a strike force into the city from the air that will take out the archers and ballista-men on the walls and open the gates for us. Then I will lead the main force into the city itself." he stated, gesturing on the map to indicate where each team would strike.<br><br>Krathen then suddenly stood upright as someone grabbed hold of him from behind, sighing as he instantly knew who it must be as he felt her breasts press up against his back and her breath tickling his ear. "Lucy, I keep telling you, only bad girls lie to their daddy, and bad girl's get punished, remember?" he whispered, his voice rich with sensuality. "I should have known you were up to something when you didn't put up much of a fuss when I said I was leaving for a while." he said with a sigh, his long tail whipping the girl's buttocks as she clung to him. "As much as I'd love to play right now, Daddy is a bit busy right now Lucy, and a battlefield is no place for a young lady." he turned his head and gripped Lucerosa firmly by her chin, pulling her into a deep, tongue-down-throat kiss. When he finally allowed the girl to come up for air, the Lord of Desire smiled, his aura intensifying as he imagined all the dirty things he wanted to do to his daughter right then. "I promise Lucy, if you behave yourself, I'll play with you after the battle." he purred, intensely erotic images suddenly flashing through Lucerosa's mind, giving her a quick, sneak preview of what he intended to do to her later.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>07-01-2013, 13:47:25</strong>
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				Fiona wasn't waiting for long outside the wall, but during that time she watched the expression of the men on the Ramparts, they were nervous, not surprising they're going to be fighting a demonic army, they had every right to be nervous. But perhaps her presence could help see these men through to the morning. Soon she heard commotion inside and a Gruff bestial voice calling to let her in. Fiona knew the accent's of orcs quite well spending 6 years with her grandmother refining her healing arts.<br><br>The door opened ajar, just enough for her to slip into, the moment she was through the gust of air knocked off her hat, which she scrambled to her knee's to save before it blew away. "Cracker's so much for my dramatic entrance" She got back to her knee's to see an orc warrior standing over her, "Umm I don't suppose you didn't see that happen?" She extended her hand to the orc in a manner that he hopefully recognized&nbsp; as a Orcish gesture. "I'm Fiona St.Claire, Granddaughter and apprentice to Joan St.Claire" She smiled meekly, she hasn't seen the orcs in a long time, and last she heard the Heart of sin was all but destroyed, she hasn't even heard from her grandmother in that time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jezabelle</strong> on <strong>07-01-2013, 17:49:13</strong>
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				"She's gone now," Aersilae shook her head, "a thousand doors close themselves and none are opened. This is foolishness; the mortals will be crushed in their stone shell." Spurring her horse with her mind, she searched the streets of Outlook for all the fey she could find. Any and all nature spirits she reached out to. They came to her, and eventually she had assembled a group of a dozen. It would have to do. Telling them to wait near a sally port she dismounted and got onto the walls to survey the situation.<br><br>"The situation is bleak, madam," a sentry she asked for a report told her. "We've seen the demons mobilizing to that ridge; from there they have the high ground, and we're sure to take a beating from whatever they're up to." The man was shaking; she reached out with her mind to calm him. His emotions were strong, although he suppressed them well, and thoughts floated to the surface as she felt him subconsciously react to her Empathy. <em>My family's inside the walls,</em> he though. <em>They want us to retreat. We're never going to get everyone out in time if we don't leave now. They've damned them.</em> Yet still he was here and fought. Unable to help him, she considered the ridge; the same river she had tried to go to earlier ran by its base. She considered the dark masses moving around on top of the ridge.<br><br>"Suppose that ridge were to collapse," she suggested. "What then would the demon forces do?"<br><br>"I haven't a damn clue," the sentry admitted, "but they'd have to find somewhere else to shoot at us from, and recover from whatever they'd lost in the mean time." She nodded. That was what they would do; she and her fellow nature spirits could get to the river and shelter there in the water from the enemy's fire. When the pivotal time came, they would divert the course of the river and course it through the air to slam the cliff's side while the others freed tree roots and split rocks essential to holding the natural structure up. <em>Hopefully</em>, she thought, <em>that's all we'll need</em>. <br><br>She went looking then for Jurai Katsurage to tell him of her plans, and found him with a human healer. She did not know her name, but she recognized her as a fellow champion.<br><br>"Hail and well met," Aersilae said to the woman, then turned to Jurai. "Jurai, we need to discuss strategy."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>07-01-2013, 17:55:20</strong>
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				Lucy whimpered her face covered in pout as he pretended to be disappointed at her. She whined and looked fit to cry " but daddy!...I came to surprise you and your men and ......and...get you all inspired for battle..."she said into his ear whimpering as she nipped and licked at his neck. She gasped suddenly groaning and pressing her crotch into him firmer as she felt his tail whip back and forth across her round jiggly ass leaving beautiful little whip marks in her white flesh. She giggled as she felt his hand on her chin forcing her into a kiss that was beyond description her very tonsils getting tongued by her daddy. She moaned her eyes rolling slightly as she delved into the pleasure of his touch. She was already fervently grinding against his tail her golden crotch piece barely stopping it broom bifurcating her lips as she grinded. Then suddenly her mind was blasted with the most wonderfully horrible erotic scenes. Her body trembled and clenched as she came against his tail and shuddered sliding off and down onto her knees and ass kinda sprawled sitting on the ground a dazed look in her now deep people and gold eyes. "y...yes daddy...I'll be good."she said before a little hiccup of a giggle hit her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 00:51:39</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Shizuru, The Demon General</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div></div><br>Shizuru sighed softly. The aura of lust in the tent was nearly palpable, but a violence demon wasn't easily swayed when a good battle was close at hand, so she had little patience for the overlord's mewling daughter. She raised a hand in a dismissive wave and headed out of the tent, "I'm going to put the attack in motion. Every moment we dawdle is a moment of victory lost." The demoness slipped out and made preperations. First, she rounded up her personal guard. Four demons hand-picked by Krathen himself and trained by her in the art of swordplay. Each was skilled enough to be worth a dozen lesser demons. They would be at her side in the battle to come. <br><br>The demoness quickly informed the scouts, telling them to relay orders to the east and west detatchments. The attack would begin within moments. In only minutes, seige weapons would start bombarding the fort's walls while she led her guard and another group into the air. It was transparent as far as diversions went, but she figured that at the very least, the mortals would have to divert some attention to the walls, lest they wanted holes punched in them. Her group circled high overhead until it seemed that the defenders had shifted to the east and western walls, then they dove in for the attack. Grinning wildly, yellow eyes gleaming, the demon general barked orders, <strong>"My guard, with me! We'll clear the archers to the west and open the gate for his Lordship! Everyone else, to the east! Clear out the defenders and then set fire to some of the homes! Let them choose between stopping us or saving the civilians! Go!"</strong> She snapped her fingers and they were off. Shizuru's group cut a bloody swath through the archers and defenders on the wall. They worked as a cohesive unit, Shizuru herself at the front, slicing arrows out of mid-air and dodging clumsy, panicked bow shots. She finished every warrior with a single stroke of her gleaming blade, no movements wasted, no excess energy spent. The defenders stood no chance. The normal demons were doing a fine job as well, though their progress was much slower and far more brutal.<br><br>After the wall was clear, she and her guard lept off the wall, into the city. She turned and pointed, eyes flashing, <strong>"Get that gate open, all of you! I will cut down anyone who dares stand in our way!"</strong> The demoness grinned and spread her flaming wings out wide. With a flick of her wrist, she cleaned blood from her sword and then readied Koryu for another round of slaughter. <br><br><strong>"I am the Hand of Death! I am the victor of countless battles! Flee or be destroyed!"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 01:31:19</strong>
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				Jurai had to smile at the cute young girl as she scrambled for her hat, his face breaking into a grin for the first time in days. "No such luck, I'm afraid." he replied as she asked if he had not seen what just happened. He returned the same gesture she had made, a polite greeting, and nodded in approval as she spoke of her grandmother. "I thought the name sounded familiar. My father knew Joan St. Claire, he once told me that she was the only human he truly trusted. It is good to have you here Fiona." he said with a polite bow.<br><br>The orcish warrior looked up when he spotted Aersilae once again, nodding respectfully. "Agreed, we don't have a lot of time until they attack, so we need to plan our defense." At that moment however, when he heard the sounds of battle and spotted a horde flying demons divebomb the walls, led by the Demon General herself. He cursed. "Damn bitch, she says we have one hour and she's back ten minutes later..." Jurai quickly began barking orders to nearby soldiers and messengers, telling them to send reinforcements to the walls. "Fiona, if you share your grandmother's talents, come with me, I'm sure there will be plenty of wounded on the walls. Aersilae, can you could deal with those fires, and the demons setting them? I need to go hold the walls."<br><br>The huge, muscled orc then took off in a startlingly fast sprint, ascending the nearest tower and bursting out onto the battlements. Immediately, he spotted the General and her force massacring the archers on the wall, but he knew more would arrive soon, and not all the ones here were dead yet, a skilled healer could still save some of them. His eyes quickly scanned his foes, and spotted two demons working the crank to raise the gate. In a flash, he had pulled two daggers from his belt, flinging them with such deadly precision that they were imbedded in the demons' necks before they even noticed he was there.<br><br>Drawing his sword, which looked like an exceptionally long katana, probably closer to a nodachi, Jurai growled at Shizuru. "I have to wonder how you've won countless battles. Do you talk your foes to death? Because you certainly seem to be in love with the sound of your own voice. Shut up and fight, demon whore." he spat upon the ground near Shizuru's feet, his expression one of utter contempt. He readied himself, raising his blade into a ready stance, studying the winged demoness' every move. To say he was eager to slay the woman who had butchered so many of his kind was a massive understatement. He was elated at this opportunity.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 01:45:56</strong>
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				Krathen smiled down at his adorable daughter as she knelt at his feet, a position that she always looked so comfortable in, probably from all the time she spent there. "I'm afraid we arrived a bit too late for your particular brand of 'inspiration' my pet, we don't want the troops all tired out before they head into battle, but I'm sure you'll be there to reward us for job well done when we have concluded our battle." He smirked as Shizuru made her way out of the tent, clearly quite eager for battle. "Ah, violence demons. They do put more thought into their butchering than other types of wrath demon, but a leopard can't change its spots." he said with a chuckle once she had left. "Can't say I blame her, she just loves what she's good at, just like me."<br><br>The Lord of Desire reached down to help his daughter to her feet, giving her a fond spank once she was up. "Well my dear, since you are here, you may as well come with me and help heal the troops when they get wounded. I'm sure they would be quite happy to repay you for your kind services." he teased with a playful smile. Stepping out into the camp, Krathen clapped his hands, his lieutenants at his side in an instant. "Tell everyone to get ready to march, we'll give the General a few minutes to get to work on the gates, then move in. Keep your distance until the gate is open, and focus on long range attacks to harass and hamper their defenders. Once the gates are open, we charge. Keep the heavy infantry guarding our flanks in case they try something ballsy... or foolish."<br><br>The demon army quickly complied with their lord's commands, falling into place like clockwork, and beginning their march towards Outlook with the Father of Demons near the front ranks, just far enough back to sheltered from attackers. He grinned as he looked towards the walls of the human city. This was going to be quite fun indeed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 02:21:07</strong>
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				Lucy giggled softly looking dazed at her fathers crotch rather unabashedly... She was his daughter after all and gifted with more of his essence them most of his offspring. "awe.....okay daddy. But I want the "reward" ceremony to go on for days so we can properly.......baptize the new city and corrupt the surrounding area properly.." She said biting her lip at the glorious orgy she was already planning in her wicked little slutty brain. Lucy watched the general leave too...she frowned pouting inwardly for the rejection and the obvious disdain the general had for her. She sighed and leaned against her fathers leg hugging it gently for a moment and nuzzling her cheek into his crotch. "you ate the best at what you do daddy....Hehe"she complimented.<br><br>Lucy took her fathers hand and stood her absolutely sensual body doing a dance of sexual jiggles and cute bounces as she stood looking into his eyes up above her. She yelped and moaned softly his spank sending a quite literal shock wave through her body first and resulted in her aura fluctuating hard enough to probably make a few of the forming ranks of demons cream their britches. "yes indeed daddy and I plan to make them all much better soldiers and...lovers when the battle is won. "she said with a giggle following her father and giving the pregnant a particular wink as her tail squatted her own ass sensually sending him off with a blush and an erection which was her message to the troops. She knew they would see and no doubt fight just that much harder to earn her rewards....as well as the few that were already mentally preparing themselves to be run through just to feel her heading hands on them and the chance at a sexually blessed mutation. She could hardly wait as she stood behind her father pretending to stretch when really giving the army a show of her golden framed orifices and a little whiff of her perfume to those who were lucky to be standing near.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 02:26:54</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Shizuru, The Demon General</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div></div><br>Shizuru turned her head and watched as the Orc took out two of her men. Two remained, so the gates would still open - albeit slower - and now the brute had to deal with HER. She faced him and her smile faded, lips a grim line. The bluster and showmanship were both gone and now stood before him a swordswoman, cold, ready to kill, to face down a worthy opponent. The previous attitude she had displayed had all been for show, Jurai would realize. It was all to scare the weaker troops, to inspire her own men and send the humans running. Now something far, far deadlier stood before him; an opponent who would not be intimidated, enraged, or frightened. She was a cold, heartless, killing machine. She was silent and deadly. The demoness lowered her sword in the ready stance and watched him quietly with those frightening golden eyes of hers. She had no response to his spitting or his taunts. She only stared at him with cool determination. She was waiting for him to make the first move. It had better be good.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jezabelle</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 05:42:43</strong>
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				Aersilae knelt at the bank of the river with six fellow fey; she had left half her number at Jurai's request that she quell the flames that were sure to sweep over the city, but when the aerial assault began Aersilae knew the battle was as good as lost. However, she also knew the nature of the Lord of Lust's portal-- it was large, but not so large that space was not precious. She doubted many artillery pieces were brought through the portal itself but rather assembled in Terra. The engineers with such knowledge and their machines were her target, and as she had suspected they'd taken the logical high ground to rain death on the city. Her fellow fey had orders to help carve a temporary hole in the circle of foes sure to form around the city and help the defenders escape when all seemed lost, and perhaps without the losses these machines might inflict unbridled they had a chance to complete their suicide mission.<br><br>"Begin," she said jumping to her feat. Working in tandem, the fey manipulated the natural world around them to great effect-- every root on the ridge pulled itself up, deposits of ore and rock fractals ripped themselves outwards slowly, and earth cascaded down into the river on their right to temporarily damn the river and make their task easier. Aersilae's entire being was committed to heaving the river upwards, and only with her fellow nymphs' support it was manged: the result was a natural bore of ice and water that shredded through the earth even as it tore itself apart.<br><br>The demons were not idle, but they could hardly fire straight down from the cliff face-- and those who could get an angle with smaller weapons or magic had a torrent of water, stone, and earth to aim through before they lost their footing and fell. That said, a good number were making a valiant effort. <em>Give yourselves to it entirely</em>, she thought to them, and regretted her choice of words an instant later. The Lord of Lust had clearly taken the field, and all of the bent up sexual energy she'd been suppressing to fight the war was releasing itself without her consent.<br><br>Her sex all but pouring, she closed her eyes and gave a final heave. The ice spirit froze the far end of the river all but solid and the running ice cut through the cliff. Finally, the top bean to give way, and everything with line of sight began to shift downwards in anticipation of the destruction to come. Soon, it was uncontrollable, just as she had hoped. She signaled for her fellows to retreat while she held the river to goad it on and wash as many of the survivors down river as possible. The built up water was sure to flood the river side down stream, and if she was lucky some part of the demon's forces were taking the well covered ford to the west she had tried to take Jurai to.<br><br>However, now on her knees again, she was about to pass out for exertion. The sexual tension alone was almost enough to make her snap. It was only a matter of minutes before her tentative hold on the flow was gone, but she grappled with herself for every second she could keep it.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 12:00:52</strong>
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				"Hehe.... Darn, not quite the first impression I wanted" She feigned defeat and threw her hands in the air after the gesture and listened to his response about her grandmother, "Hehe, what a coincidence huh? Your dad must've been one of the nicer orcs then" She smiled as the exotic beauty of a fey creature showed up. "I must ask what sort of explosive's does this place have, if were to lose outlook we should at least stop them from making use of it right? They will want this place in tact" She said quietly, not sure if the others thought, just before the fey creature ran off Fiona ran up to her. "Don't put out the flame's make it worse! Have the Civilians retreat, if we are to lose this, make it a Pyrrhic victory! Make it cost them and don't give them a undamaged fortress!" &nbsp;<br><br>After that, she couldn't wait for a response from the woman, instead she ran headlong into the battle, her staff in hand as she rushed to the aid of the wounded archers, the less deaths for the mortal side the better. Immediately as she arrived, she used her skills to push back some of the demons, before kneeling down in front of the archers and unleashed wave after wave of healing magic over them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 13:08:58</strong>
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				As Jurai had been leaving Aersilae and Fiona, he overheard Fiona's suggestion, and was a bit surprised to hear such a dark solution coming from such a young girl. But then, she was a medic, and what she was suggesting was in many ways similar to an amputation. Cut off the limb to protect the rest of the body. Unfortunately, they had few explosives in the city, so the best they could hope for was to do some minor damage to the walls. Still, it would force the demons to waste time making repairs...<br><br>Jurai watched Shizuru as she calmly prepared for battle. And as he did, the barest hint of a smile crept onto his face. Good. This woman wasn't an utter fool like she sounded when posturing for her troops and calling out threats like some cut-rate showman. Now this would actually be fun. As they faced down, Jurai could hear the reinforcements he had called for on the way, leaving him free to focus on Shizuru herself while they dealt with the demons opening the gate. Still, they had better hurry, or that gate would be open before long.<br><br>Jurai slowly circled closer to Shizuru. As a master swordsman, he could almost see a bubble around the demoness representing the reach of her weapon. And he could see that given the relative lengths of their swords and arms, his own bubble was a bit larger. So he positioned himself such that she was in his field of threat, but he was not in hers. His reach advantage was not insignificant, as his sword was quite long, and his arms slightly longer than her own. He mentally ran through a few of the weapons he had on his person: his sword, his knives, the small wakizashi located on the small of his back, and a few other weapons hidden on his person.<br><br>Jurai finally struck, a short, diagonal cut aimed across the demoness' torso, more probing her defenses and keeping her at range then really trying to kill her. Still, Jurai was startlingly fast, and if Shizuru did not react very quickly, she would still end up with a nasty gash. Jurai was a cautious fighter, but he was still eager to spill blood just like any other orc warrior.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 13:18:26</strong>
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				Krathen smiled at his slutty daughter, quite pleased with her lustful attitude. She truly did take after her father. Still, she would probably have to learn to restrain her urges at some point. After all, Krathen's own lust was probably even stronger than hers, more so than anyone truly knew, since he almost never completely let himself go, but he still managed to focus on the task at hand. She would have to learn to do the same some day.<br><br>As the troops marched towards Outlook, Krathen noticed an attack on the ridge, which even now was beginning to collapse, taking with it several demons and a few siege weapons. The siege weapons and the demons guarding them were spread out far enough that it would take a long time to get them all, but still, this was a bit of an annoyance. Krathen was about to raise his hand to order a detachment from the main force to go and slaughter the fey, when he peered closer and caught sight of the nymph leading the attack.<br><br>As Krathen stared at the gorgeous, tattooed nymph, his face broke into a huge grin. "Lieutenant, maintain the current plan, and take charge of the main force for a bit. I will deal with this one personally." The Demon Lord now took to the air, soaring across the battlefield towards Aersilae, and landing only twenty feet from her position, letting his aura wash over her as he casually strolled towards her. "Well, well, well... small world isn't it. How long has it been my dear? Four years now? How have you been my sweet Aersilae?" he asked playfully, consciously turning up his aura and focusing the full brunt of it on the nymph, practically smothering her in his lust.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jezabelle</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 13:44:08</strong>
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				The others remaining scattered as Aersilae sank to her knees, then her hands as her grip on the river ended completely. She was exhausted, and she rolled over and slumped on the ground. Leg's opened and cloth caught over one leg she used what strength she had left to rub her sex-- she was too tired to truly finger fuck herself.<br><br>"Dam you," she managed between a pant born both of exhaustion and lust, "Krathen." She looked at the Lord of Lust as she rubbed. She knew that her only chance of escape was reaching the water. All she had to do was roll over once more. Try as she might, however, she was unable to move her hand from her pussy or her body from on her back on the ground.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 13:59:31</strong>
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				Krathen shook his head, making 'tsk, tsk' sounds with his mouth as he made his way over to the gorgeous nymph, who even now was openly touching herself. "I spent one hundred years training you, and it's only taken you four years to forget how to behave? 'Krathen'? Not 'Master'? Wasn't that one of the very first lessons I taught you?" he said with a smirk, still overwhelming the nymph with his aura. "But despite your attitude, I think we both know that you haven't really forgotten your training. You are resisting quite well, but part of you wanted to say Master when you first saw me, didn't you? Part of you is already thinking of ways to serve me, of offering yourself to me once more. Even now, you lie on your back with your legs spread, unconsciously offering your body to me." he said with a smirk.<br><br>"You can try your hardest to forget our time together my dear, but something like this can't be forgotten so easily. You can't forget the feel of my hands all over your body, the sound of my voice whispering in your ear, the sensation of my weight pinning you to the bed, the taste of my cock on your tongue..." he purred. With each sensation he mentioned, Krathen began a subtle illusion mimicking the feeling he was describing, as if unseen hands were groping the girl's body, as if his voice was coming from directly behind the girl's ear, as if she were lying in bed with Krathen lying on top of her, as if his cock were deep in her mouth and throat...<br><br>"I must admit, I was a bit surprised by your act of defiance. Still, I suppose I should have expected it. Did you know I went easy on you my dear? I decided it would be more fun to let you keep most of your personality, so I didn't really break you nearly as thoroughly as I could have. That's probably why you still had enough spirit left to run. It is not a mistake I have repeated since then. In defying me, you have sealed the fate of every girl I have captured since you left. I no longer hold back on them, and usually reduce them to nothing more than living sex toys. So congratulations on your big escape, miss hero." he said with a cruel smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jezabelle</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 16:58:02</strong>
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				"N-no," she shook her head, beginning to let out little rasps of pleasure, "literally. Dam." The flow of the river, diverted by the sudden collapse of the cliff face and the sudden lack of a spirit to guide it, was rapidly changing course and water rushed under her even as she atoned her lips tightly wound around Krathen's cock.<br><br>A newfound concourse of streams was forming where she lay on her back, water gushing out of the rubble and bending around its side from up river. As it did, Krathen's illusions overpowered Aersilae's will and she began to cum-- her hand grasped upwards at her groin as sparkling, juicey water erupted from her slit and formed little waterfalls through her fingers to join the growing push of water.<br><br>"I'm on my way to the ocean," Aersilae said as she laughed surreally, "so tired." Her arched back returned to the ground and her limbs flailed out. Completely un-tensed but still burning with desire she hoped Krathen would get out of the way of the river's flow. He could hardly hope to stop it soon enough to keep it from reaching him-- but she could not say the same for him stopping herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 00:56:10</strong>
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				For a moment, Krathen just stared at the gorgeous nymph, his expression unreadable. Then he broke into a small smile as the water began coursing towards him, leaping into the air and floating aloft above the current as it rushed beneath him. But then, as he floated above the rushing stream below, the world seemed to slow around Aersilae, and she could feel her own exhaustion washing away, until the world was utterly still, save herself and Krathen. She would most certainly recognize this effect from her time as Krathen's plaything. Krathen's illusions were so powerful, so advanced, that they could even alter the perception of time. She could probably tell that everything she was currently seeing and feeling was an illusion, and that almost no time was passing in the real world.<br><br>Within this world of his own creation, the Lord of Desire smiled darkly. "Well my dear, I'm afraid I should be getting back to my troops. I'd make some excuse about not having time to play with you, but we both no that I have all the time in the world. In truth, I think I'd rather let you squirm a bit. I just want to leave you with one last warning: you may have escaped me, but you never stopped being my slave, nor shall you ever. If you truly think four years of 'freedom' is enough to wash away one hundred years as my plaything, than you are a fool. You'll soon see just how much of a hold on you I still possess. Perhaps I'll come visit you in the night some day, and remind you how a good slave behaves towards her master. But for now, rest up my nymph. I'll see you again soon."<br><br>With that, the world restarted, and as the illusion faded, Krathen simply flew back to his troops, leaving Aersilae to do what she wished. But in the back of her mind, there would be that niggling knowledge that Krathen had no need to let her get away. Given how weakened she was by her exertions, he could quite likely have captured her right there. But he hadn't. And Krathen was hoping that wondering why would eat away at the nymph. It was almost as if... he didn't <em>need</em> to capture her... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 02:32:15</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Shizuru, The Demon General</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div></div><br>The problem with thinking in terms of bubbles and reach was that those two things could easily be invaded. Shizuru thought in tactics and technique, analyzing her opponent and waiting for openings in defenses, openings during which she could strike. She usually liked the first blow to also be the last, but she'd heard tales of Jurai before. He'd not go down in one blow. She'd probably have to cut him to pieces to kill him - and even then, the pieces might come after her. Orcs were tenacious. When he struck, it was surprisingly fast for an Orc. Shizuru, however, was faster. His advantages; reach, weapon length, size, strength, endurance. Her advantages; agility, raw technique, and analysis of an opponent. So it was that Shizuru parried the blow, their weapons clashing loudly in mid-air as she swatted the strike aside with demonic strength. Not comparable to Jurai's own, of course, but she was more likely stronger and faster than he'd expect. The demoness launched her own series of attack as soon as she turned aside his blade, stepping within his reach and lashing out with two ferocious slashes aimed at his chest. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 13:06:37</strong>
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				Shizuru was about to learn one of the most terrifying things about fighting Jurai: when facing an opponent who isn't afraid of being injured, it is exceptionally hard to avoid injury yourself. As Shizuru knocked his strike aside, Jurai instantly realized he would not be able to move his sword quickly enough to block her counterattack, so he simply dropped his sword, and parried her first strike with his forearm guards, which were most likely the strongest pieces of armor on his body, tough enough to block even the sharpest of swords.<br><br>However, in response to Shizuru's second strike, Jurai made no attempt to parry at all. Instead, he simply allowed the strike to connect. Jurai's armor was strong, but not strong enough to stop a blade as sharp as the one Shizuru now wielded. However, that did not mean her blade simply glided through his armor with no resistance, it still slowed down her swing, just enough for what Jurai had in mind. The moment Shizuru cut through his armor, Jurai actually reached out and caught hold of the Demon General's wrist, holding her in place as his own flesh held her blade still. Jurai had suffered a nasty gash, but at the moment, he barely even noticed. He wouldn't even feel the pain until the fight was over. Now, even with his hold on her wrist, Jurai knew she could still dodge his attacks if he aimed at her body. But her arm at least he could hold still. So, moving lightning fast, the orc warrior pulled a knife from his belt and attempted to stab it into Shizuru's sword arm, just below the shoulder. Quid pro quo, something for something. He considered this to be an acceptable trade.<br><br>Meanwhile, unfortunately, the other demons were successfully raising the gates, meaning Jurai was on a time limit, he had to hurry and end this before the demon army came storming into Outlook.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 16:41:41</strong>
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				Fiona had tried her best to stabilise the wounded archers, although they were unable to keep fighting for now, they were at least out of deaths grasp for the time being. Unfortunately she had become greatly distracted by the battle around her, she had never tried to perform her art's in a battle before. It was certainly something she wouldn't forget for a long time. <br><br>As she stared around towards the battle Jurai just took a nasty strike and gave one in return. The sight shocked her but her feet just wouldn't move, this was war, it really was, she wasn't ready for this. No matter how much her motivation forced her forward. "Jurai! How can I.... How can I help!?" She cried out, if he turned to look at her, he would see the fear, she was no warrior, no fighter, only her will to stop people dying pushed her steps forward.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jezabelle</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 19:05:48</strong>
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				Exhausted and mentally sapped, dissolving into the water around her was therapeutic. She could do nothing more for Outlook, and hoped that the rest of the fey had taken heed of her words and were already organizing an exacuation. While she would have liked to burn Outlook to the ground before she left, she would have no such chance. By the time she was lucid and prepared to resume her material form she would be far from this place, hopefully near or in the ocean, and the Lord of Lust would rule this place.<br><br>Her mind flowed like the water around her, and concrete though faded to feeling and immediacy. The waves courses through her as she course through them. The thoughts of the dead and dying, too, washed across her. The pain echoed across the land, resonating across the borderland back towards Zenith and blending with the pain that seeped from the Heart of Sin. Aersilae had no eyes to close then, but she closed her mind's eye and let herself feel the world rather than see it.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>10-01-2013, 18:40:19</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Shizuru, The Demon General</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div></div><br>Shizuru grunted as the orc grabbed her, the demoness not expecting him to sacrifice himself just to get a shot in. It wasn't a technique she ran into quite that often. Most people were afraid of being sliced in half. The dagger jammed into her arm and she ignored the pain coursing up her shoulder for the moment, the demoness bringing up her knee and driving it into his chest, right at the gash, so he'd release her grip. As the two fighters seperated, Shizuru heard some commotion up on the walls. She briefly pulled her gaze upward and spotted the Priestess with a worried look on her face, distracted at the orc's plight - not seeing the two demons coming up behind her. As one of them raised their blade to behead her, Shizuru tore the knife from her arm and threw it, the blade sinking into the demon's skull hilt-deep with a sickening thunk. He collapsed right behind the girl, nearly ontop of her. The demon general pointed at the remaining grunt and narrowed her eyes, "No distractions. That goes for you too, girl. Run before it's too late."<br><br>Shizuru turned and saw the gates almost open. She looked back at Jurai again and raised her blade once more. They would have time for one more exchange, she figured, before the gates opened and the Demon Lord's army poured into the fort. Ignoring the pain from her wound (it would heal soon enough) she went on the attack, charging in and striking out at Jurai with a feint before dodging to one side and slashing at his ribs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 00:06:39</strong>
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				Jurai turned his head when he heard Fiona call out in fear, grunting as he didn't see Shizuru's knee strike coming as a result. But as he staggered backwards, Jurai saw the look in Fiona's eyes. She was no soldier, she didn't belong here... He then saw the two demons sneaking up behind her, and was about to go for his knives when Shizuru suddenly took care of it for him, much to his surprise. He looked at Fiona sincerely, trying to reassure the girl. "Don't worry Fiona, I'll be fine. I need you to go help organize the evacuation, get these people out of here. I'll take care of this."<br><br>Jurai then turned his attention back to Shizuru. It was subtle, but the Demon General could probably notice that Jurai was looking at her with a completely different attitude now, as an honorable opponent rather than just an obstacle to be overcome. He then gave her a small nod, and said something in Orcish, the closest translation of which being "I shall count your death among my greatest victories, and if I am to die, may I fight well enough to be counted among yours." It was an old Orcish warrior's blessing.<br><br>As Shizuru charged him, Jurai quickly drew three knives with his left hand and his wakizashi with his right, hurling the three knives at Shizuru's center of mass as she charged, trying to give her as little time to dodge or block as possible. He was rather impressed how well she was moving given how deep that knife wound had been, his respect for her only growing as she managed to block out the pain. However, even with her impressive willpower, he had damaged the muscles in her sword arm, so she was moving just a little bit slower than before, and so even with the feint, Jurai managed to avoid the main brunt of her attack, receiving only a shallow gash, though still deep enough to draw blood. He immediately went on the counterattack, striking at her sword arm as she attacked, aiming to cripple and weaken her further rather than going for any potentially fatal wounds, attempting to wear her down. Unfortunately, while such as strategy worked well in the long term, this fight wasn't going to last much longer, as Jurai would have to escape soon with the rest of the soldiers once the demons entered the city.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 00:09:49</strong>
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				Krathen made his way back to his troops, giving his gorgeous daughter's butt a pinch as he landed next to her. Seeing that the gates were almost open, he knew that now was the time to commence the attack. He signaled his troops to charge, and simultaneously began a powerful illusion, affecting every remaining archer on the walls, making them think that there were hordes of insects crawling all over their skin, sufficiently distracting them so that they would be unable to fire on his troops as they advanced. He smiled, knowing that by now the human forces were already beginning to retreat, they knew that they had lost. Now all there was left to do was clean up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 22:26:28</strong>
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				Last thing she knew, Fiona watched the demon woman that Jurai was fighting throw the dagger behind her, Cringing thinking this was it, she instinctively closed her eyes, but the impact didn't happen, instead she opened her eyes and turned around, two more demons were behind her, one of them had the knife inside his skull, the sight made her stomach wretch, but she swallowed hard as the woman spoke, she was letting her go? "Umm... Ok Jurai, I'll go... Um Thank you miss, for saving me" She bowed politely before running off down the rampart towards the center of the town. She had to get the people to safety, it wouldn't be long. Finding the inner guards she began to formulate a team to begin the evacuation. They had to act quickly.<br><br>Just as things began to Proceed, Fiona looked back towards the defenses, the decimation, the war, the swarms of spiders and demons "Please, everyone, make it out alive.."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>12-01-2013, 01:06:13</strong>
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				Lucy giggled as she saw her father flying down towards her. She have a half surprised half moaning yelp and groan as he pinched her form bare cheek hard. She watched as he signaled the attack the horde flying at a sprint to the gates forcing them open and coursing in. She watched as the archers and men still on the walls screamed and beat at themselves for seemingly no reason. She watched as some stripped themselves of parts of armor and clothes feverishly trying to fend off the illusions on their skin to no avail. She giggled and hugged her fathers arm as they moved forward&nbsp; noticing that some of those men had even accidentally tumbled over on both sides. "daddy your so evilly clever!"she giggled but wouldn't move away from him because she had no weapon and want used to actually going into combat. She sighed contentedly resting her cheek smiling against his bicep as if the sounds of screaming and carnage were really birds singing on a Summers day and the spoiled land blighted by war was a bright meadow and all was right in the world.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>12-01-2013, 19:13:30</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Shizuru, The Demon General</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div></div><br>Shizuru broke her charge and darted to the side as those knives came at her. The demoness managed to avoid most of them, though one of the blades did skim along her side and leave a little slice as it went. She was quick enough to block the blow to her sword arm, the demoness turning aside the Orc's blade with skill. As she was about to launch into yet another attack she saw a demon run past her and her attention turned to the gates behind her. They were still opening, but now they were open enough so that demons could come through single file. The general stepped back and flicked her blade, clearing the blood off of it before sheathing it at her side again. "Looks like time is up. Stay alive until next we meet." <br><br>Taking a step backwards, she let the demons rush in around her and obscure her before she turned away and headed back through the oncoming crowd. Just outside the gates she met the Demon Lord and his daughter. Shizuru nodded her head at the girl, then looked to Krathen, "I'll leave the city to you. I'm going to head back and break camp, get the troops ready to set things up in here. The humans might try to raze some of the city, destroy some of the supplies to deny us access."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>13-01-2013, 15:54:58</strong>
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				Jurai grinned at Shizuru as the demon general sheathed her blade, doing the same to his wakizashi. "Very well. Let's do this again some time." he said with a smile and a wink. As demons rushed in to cover Shizuru's escape (not that they needed to, Jurai had no intention of pursuing her), Jurai stepped in, catching the spear of one of the demons and swiftly disarming him, immediately sweeping with his new spear to make some room before dispatching the demons around him with quick, skillful stabs and slashes. With all his nearby opponents dead, Jurai picked up his sword from the ground and began running to meet up with Fiona and the other soldiers organizing the retreat. <br><br>Though they had lost the battle, Jurai did not consider this a total loss... after all, he had gotten to fight with the general, and perhaps more importantly, he had seen her fight. Therefore, thanks to his power, he had learned her fighting style, adding her own skill to his own. There next battle would go quite differently.<br><br>Finally Jurai made it to Fiona and the others. "Fiona, is everyone ready to leave? We don't have a lot of time." he urged. It was only now that Jurai began to notice his own wounds, grimacing slightly from the pain, but showing no other signs that he was impaired. Jurai was a tough bastard, and could probably continue fighting for days on end before these injuries became a problem, but that didn't mean it wouldn't hurt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>13-01-2013, 16:18:21</strong>
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				Krathen grinned down at his wonderfully slutty daughter. Unlike most parents, Krathen didn't even try to avoid playing favorites; when one has thousands of children, having favorites is unavoidable. And Lucy was most definitely one of his favorites, if not his absolute favorite. She was one of his younger children, but still, she had already proven to have inherited her father's lust and cleverness. While she had little interest in war and the like, she was quite clever, and had a great deal of potential. As she clung to him, Krathen's tail began idly teasing the girl's nipples, rubbing her nubs in every direction and making them hard enough to cut glass.<br><br>Krathen smiled approvingly as Shizuru arrived. "Well done as always Shizuru, and I agree, we should focus on securing the city for now." He then noticed blood dripping down the general's arm and spotted her wound. "Well that's a surprise. It's odd to see you wounded Shizuru, most mortals can't even touch you. Some particularly skilled Champion, or was this just bad luck?" he asked curiously. As he waited for Shizuru's reply, Krathen gave a few quick commands to his lieutenants. "Focus on securing the city, pushing out or eliminating any remaining pockets of resistance. Send our flying forces to harass the escaping army at range, but don't engage them directly, just take shots from a distance. Also, focus solely on killing their soldiers, let the civilians go. Refugees have to be fed and sheltered, which takes resources, resources that can't be spent on the war effort. Their continued existence only aids us."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>13-01-2013, 17:26:27</strong>
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				Lucy giggled as she looked up at her daddy so happy just to be with him. She did try rather hard to please him though she wasn't always sure anyone else liked her which made her sad. She was one of thousands of children of the lord and among even more thousands of concuBines and sluts and other officials. Sometimes competing was hard and she wished people wouldn't hate her for being so sexy and close to her father she wished for once would love and adore her like they did him. Maybe one day....though she didn't know what if anything could change her situation. She sighed contentedly and rested on her fathers arm. <br><br>When his tail came up like a ninja snake to molest her she just giggled and short of shifted so both breasts weren't covered pressing to his arm. She gasped and moaned softly biting her lip as his tail rubbed and molested her nipples going back and forth between them till they very quickly started to ache. She had only had sex once this morning and that was with one of the palace maids when she came to wake her....well.. Twice including the stable boy....three times including that Futa soldier....basically she hadn't had nearly as much sex as she usually did in a given day and she was getting rather sensitive. <br><br>She smiled at the general as she came closer and reported to her father. She idly to check her out looking over her breasts and strong muscular thighs. Then she gasped and almost let go of her fathers arm noticing the wounds all over and the blood. She whined pitifully like a girl would at a wounded puppy she NEEDED to save. "daddy...please can I help the general...she needs to be healed I could do it please?"she said begging to be useful as well as to help the general whom she had always kind of thought was hot. She gave her father a pouty lip trembling puppy dog look as her tail came up and gently stroked up and down his back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>14-01-2013, 02:31:40</strong>
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				Fiona had been hard at work prepping the army to evacuate, she tried to save as many people and soldiers as she could, while salvaging as much of the city's supply as possible, she was lucky enough to have a favorable wind, as well as just enough time to have whatever explosive and flammable materials set up to destroy as much of the city's wartime facilities and supplies as possible, leaving nothing for the demons to use. It was a long shot and it relied on the demon's not putting out the fire's in time. But either way it should slow them down.<br><br>She smiled as she saw Jurai arrive, it was good fortune that she was able to save so many, even now the civilian convoy was leaving the city. "Yay Jurai I'm glad you made it out. We've done as much as we can to get people out, but the city cannot be saved, but we can make it cost them, we just need to get out of the walls and we can see the city set ablaze with the demons inside it." It was cold of her to come with such a strategy, and she was certainly no soldier, but Fiona knew that the only way the mortal armies would stand a chance against the demon hordes would be to make the most of their casualties while limiting their own as much as possible. She looked to Jurai's wound and then turned back and nodded to her "adopted" unit of archer's each with fire arrows prepped to set fire to their home, but at least being destroyed by fire is better than being defiled by demons. She was hoping that the vicinity of the substances would be enough to trigger a chain reaction between them all. <br><br>"OK, I'm so terribly sorry it's come to this men, but destruction is far better than defilement, fill your hearts with flame that will wash away as much of the demon army as possible, we may have lost the Outlook, but we will make them pay for it in blood!" She nodded while turning back to Jurai. We need to get out of here now, the convoy is already moving and we'll be taking the rear guard, but first..." Without even asking for Jurai's opinion she placed her hand on his wound, soon he would feel a torrent of healing wash over him as the wound became nothing but a light scar. But in return Fiona's face whitened noticeably and became much more unsteady on her feet, even using her staff to support her weight. "Come on... Let's get out of here" She smiled and starting making her unsteady march out of the city, as fire arrows begun raining overhead setting fire to the roofs of buildings, with the occasional explosion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>15-01-2013, 08:19:34</strong>
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				After the battle was over, Anastasia slowly approached the demons camp. She was late, though that tends to happen when all you do is lounge around. Besides, they didn't need an army of the undead to take the city. Clearly they had done it successfully. She approached her lord krathen, his aura would normally cause her knees to buckle if she wasn't so composed. She knew he would probably be a little mad at her being late, but she didn't care. "Hello, my lord. Seems things have gone well here. You managed to successfully take over this city." She made no apologies for being late. His aura was intense, she was just about ready to fuck anything and everything insight. Her cloths showed a lot of skin, but not enough to show how wet his aura had made her. "I doubt there is anything you'd like for me to do, considering the battle is over." She was slightly annoyed by all the horny soldiers that were pawing and gawking at her. She radiated an unearthly beauty that when combined with the lust krathen caused they were eyeing her like a pack of horny dogs. She couldn't stop her gaze from constantly turning to his rather larg bulge. Naturally images of what that thing really looked like began to flow in her head. <br>She began to fall back as if to sit, and a grand chairi made of plants and roses appeared. She sat, her legs crossed, trying to maintain composure. She was so lose to him, and his aura was so strong she had to fight the will to jump at him. "So now what are the plans?" She asked a slight tremble to her voice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>15-01-2013, 13:03:08</strong>
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				Jurai caught up with Fiona, bowing politely in greeting as he made his way over to her. "Good to see you again Fiona, I see you have made all the necessary preparations for our escape." he commented, quite pleased with her ingenuity. This scorched earth response would not only deny the demons whatever resources were left in the city, but it would also buy them time to get away, as the demons focused on putting out the fires. He watched as the arrows begin to rain down upon Outlook, he sighed. It seemed a waste, but better that it go to waste than the demons make use of it. And as predicted, the demons were already getting to work on putting out the fires, which would buy the convoy time to escape.<br><br>Jurai was a bit surprised when Fiona healed him, impressed with how fast her healing magic worked, her ability functioning much quicker than any of the shamans from his home. However, Jurai was sharp, and noticed the change in Fiona's manner immediately, instantly at her side, taking her by the hand and putting one of her arms over his shoulders so he could help support her as she walked. He shook his head. "That was rash. If your healing drains you that much, you should wait to heal me until we are safe, I can function even while heavily injured for some time, you can not function while exhausted." he chided, though his voice hinted at much more concern than his purely logical reasoning would indicate. He was indeed worried about her, even if he tried not to show it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>15-01-2013, 13:18:00</strong>
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				While Krathen was waiting for Shizuru to reply to his question, he noticed his daughter squirming and whining pitifully, and heard her request. "Well, that is up to the general herself. I am fine with you healing her, but I insist that you acquire her permission first, some warriors are very particular about that sort of thing. I like to think Shizuru is more practical, but still, you should ask first." he explained. Krathen was always very careful not to remind Shizuru of her lower status. She was his second in command, so technically he outranked her, but the number of times when Krathen had actually overruled one of Shizuru's commands or decisions could be counted on one hand, mainly out of respect for the demon general. She was certainly one of the smartest of his underlings, a true strategic and tactical genius, and she knew how to motivate the troops. He could not ask for a better commander.<br><br>It was then that Krathen noticed the approach of Anastasia. He grinned at the fairy woman, simultaneously pleased that she was here and amused by how late she was. The Lord of Desire smirked at the gorgeous fey, enjoying the view of her well sculpted body. "Yes, things have gone quite well. Lucky for you your presence was not needed, I might be... irritated were that not the case." The interesting part of that statement was that very few demons had ever seen the Demon Lord become irritated. He almost never stopped smiling, and even when he experienced setbacks, he always gave the impression that he had another plan.<br><br>However, despite the fact that he was not really upset with Anastasia's late arrival, he decided a little teasing wouldn't hurt. He didn't have to <em>see</em> Anastasia's groin to know how wet his aura was likely making her, no one was truly immune to his aura, even Shizuru was probably quite moist despite her outwardly calm appearance. The general had become quite skilled at maintaining her composure around Krathen, though he knew that she had a much easier time when there was a battle to focus on. Now that the fighting was over, it would be much harder for her to ignore his aura. But for the moment, he focused on Anastasia, actively turning up his aura and focusing it on her, so that everyone around him would still feel his aura at normal strength, but she would probably feel it at almost three times normal intensity. Yet Krathen gave no indication of his actions, and there was no way of knowing he was doing this intentionally. "So Anastasi, how have you been? We currently have no plans save securing this city, then we will decide where to strike next."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>16-01-2013, 00:22:38</strong>
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				" but I wasn't needed, I'm assuming there will be festivities since we won." She said to krathen, her tone was slightly flirty. Her legs closed tighter, and her body tensed krathens aura was really starting to wash over her. She let out a small gasp, she was probably having so much trouble because she hasn't been around him in so long. She was trying noticeably hard to pry her eyes away from his crotch. Her nipples hardened, and her legs began to tremble. Luckily she had decided to sit before his aura began to really affect her. Her throne like chair began to blossom with big open roses, even her plants were responding to her desires. "I-I-I've been fine, my home is safe, A-and I-I have been fine. Though I m-must confess, I-I have missed working for you." She was trying hard not to lose composure. "I-I mean, my home has become so dreary. A-As for n-new p-plans I'm not sure." She said, she was trying not to gasp and moan. Her mind was just flowing with the perverted thoughts his aura always caused. She couldn't remember it ever being this bad, it must be because she hasn't been around him for so long right? It's not like he would be focusing on her, would he? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>16-01-2013, 00:53:57</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Shizuru, The Demon General</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div></div><br>Shizuru dismissed the offer of healing with a little wave, "I don't need it. Mortal weaponry. It will heal soon enough on it's own." The demoness glanced sidelong at the Lord's daughter, then turned her head to the new woman approaching. She eyed Krathen and muttered a little warning, "...Try to keep your pants on until the army secures the city. They're going to try and burn it down. It's what I would do, anyway." With that, Shizuru started off, tucking her hands into the pockets of her coat, "...I'm going to get them to break up camp. Call me when it's time to plan for the next battle. I may be drunk."<br><br>Krathen knew that if there was one thing Shizuru loved more than battle (okay, not more, but almost as much) it was alcohol. She could hold a startling amount of booze and remain sober. Even smashed out of her mind, she was still an able enough fighter to carve a path through a mortal army. Sometimes it almost seemed like she fought better when drunk. It was a little scary. She didn't drink to excess often, though. The demon general had more self-control than that. So, a good drink was at the forefront of her mind when she returned to camp. The demoness frowned upon seeing part of their flank collapsed and some of the seige equipment destroyed. It was a loss, but nothing that should change the tide of the war. With their new foothold, they should have time to build more. She'd whip the piss out of the underlings until they did, anyway. She whistled for her personal guard and they appeared at her sides. Damnable Orc had killed half her men. She'd need to pick more. The demoness ordered her man to give the commands to start breaking down the camp just as soon as the city was clear and the humans had retreated. <br><br>In the meantime, she was going to head to her tent and get a good buzz going.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>17-01-2013, 05:57:13</strong>
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				Kallysta sauntered into the tent the same time Shizuru left, brushing shoulders with the demoness.&nbsp; Her silver eyes glanced at the other, licking her lips suggestively as their gaze met, her sensitive nose picking up the scent of blood.&nbsp; Blood and violence - a scent she was quite used to from clawing her way to the top of the food chain (or at least as close as she could be, considering she had no remarkable skill), and it was a scent that very much turned her on.<br><br>"Krathen," she purred out in a husky voice, her own aura managing to turn the gazes of a few soldiers towards her.&nbsp; That itself was not difficult as she was an impressive in her own right, with her breasts barely being held in by the silk of her robes, the slit of it riding high enough for anyone to get a glimpse of her well-toned thighs.&nbsp; Having the gift of energy manipulation herself, she wasn't exactly immune to Krathen's aura, since no one absolutely was, but like Shizuru, she knew how to not show its effects; in her eyes, any sign of weakness would be her downfall and part of her felt that part of what kept her position was that the Demon Lord always felt that she was a "challenge" to him - a demoness that would never be tamed.<br><br>"Ah, our Lucy is here with you.&nbsp; I knew there was something wrong when her maid came to me in panic."&nbsp; Her gaze was no less affectionate as she looked at her youngest daughter, sitting in the position that the younger demoness always seemed comfortable in.&nbsp; "I take it that things went well?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jezabelle</strong> on <strong>17-01-2013, 07:06:13</strong>
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				Aersilae awoke on the bank of the river that had spirited her away from the battle and, more importantly, Krathen. She was confused; she knew that she could not hope to escape her master's attentions forever, but she'd hoped she could help the war effort more before then. More confusing yet was that Krathen had allowed her to leave. Why? She knew the answer, and it infuriated her.<br><br><em>He doesn't think I'm a threat,</em> her slowly building anger ehoing out from her across the rushing water and it grew more violent as it clashed over the rocks at the rapids she'd been discarded onto the banks from in her haze. Again she found herself on her back, legs spread open, and without thinking she held one hand grasping her breast and another rubbing her groin. Her thoughts werre fast and full of rage. <em>He left me! The bastard thinks I'm his slut to collect when he pleases!</em> Just as quickly, they took a panicked turn. The waters spun along through the rocks fast and low as her feelings progressed.<br><br><em>Will he always advance with the army? He's airborne; nothing's to stop him from coming to me. People are going to ask questions. People…</em> Who? She was a champion. <em>I must be cautious. Stay within the Principalities, work to fortify them and assail the Heart of Sin with all the forces at our disposal. I can orchestrate the effort from afar-- Outlook has proven in more ways than one that I'm hardly fit to…</em> thoughts of Krathen fucking her drove words from her mind momentarily as the river nearly stood still. He fingers were deep within her she rubbed her clit as she fucked furiously. It had been subconscious, she'd just done it and now she could not stop.<br><br>The slowed river surged upwards and over the rocks, creating a large spray and dampening the surrounding brush even as she wet the ground under herself far more thoroughly; Aersilae had never met a dryad or nymph who didn't make a mess. Ashamed of herself she closed her eyes and drew her legs and arms inwards. She had been thinking, of course, of Krathen at the end. Not of him as an enemy, but as a master and lover: for a hundred years he had been the main fixture of sex life and he'd trained her to the point where her fetish for him almost dictated she think of the Lord of Lust to get herself off.<br><br>"I can't go on like this," Aersilae shivered and rolled closer to the river. "I need to find… someone…" Her thoughts floated to Jurai. Strong, noble, more in touch with nature than most mortals, and her favorite color to boot-- perhaps it would be unprofessional, but if she could find nobody else to drive thoughts of Krathen from her mind she would pursue him. All men were lured by nymphs, if the nymph so desired. Besides, Orc cock was almost close enough for her to pretend that…<br><br>She shook her head and tried to clear her mind of sexual thoughts. She succeeded for long enough to stand up, look around, and realize she was not far now from the sea. Jumping back into the river she sped along yearning for open waters and in search of a port city from which she could make swift passage overland to regroup with the Terran army.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>17-01-2013, 12:57:44</strong>
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				Krathen smirked at Anastasia, letting his aura relax a bit so it wasn't all focused on her. "Oh I don't know Anastasia. You may not have been <em>needed</em> but I'm sure I could find a use for you." he replied, his tone deliberately suggestive as he ravished her with his eyes. "I have missed working with you as well my dear, and look forward to seeing you in action next time. And fear not, if you have been bored back home, I'm sure we have ways of... holding your interest." he purred softly. Krathen had a profanely sexy voice, the kind that sent tingles up a girl's spine.<br><br>The Lord of Desire then smiled warmly as he felt his consort's aura, turning around with a pleased expression as she made her way over to him. "Kallysta, how considerate of you to come all the way out here." he said with a smile, slipping his arm around her waist and gently leaning in to kiss her. Kallysta was the closest thing Krathen had to a wife after all, he was certainly happy to see her. "Yes, little Lucy decided to sneak out again to come and see her daddy." he replied, reaching down to fondly stroke his daughter's hair, his tail slipping between Lucy's legs to gently stroke the lips of her pussy.<br><br>"Yes, things went quite well, we have captured the city, we took few casualties, and aside from some fires that the mortals set to try and deny us their supplies, the city is mostly undamaged, and will serve as a strong foothold in this part of the world. Our troops are currently attempting to put the fires out to the best of their abilities. We probably won't be able to salvage more than half of the usable supplies in this city, but still, it's a good gain." he explained casually, clearly none too concerned. Krathen valued Kallysta for a number of reasons. She was a challenge. He could bring her to her knees, force her into submission again and again, but she would never lose that fire, that independence. She was very spirited, and he liked that. Plus she had grown quite skilled at the balancing act that was being his consort. She knew enough to play a little hard to get to keep Krathen interested, but not too much, lest he grow weary of her. It was a delicate balance, and one she maintained quite well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>17-01-2013, 19:29:07</strong>
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				Lucy whimpered softly as the general left. Why did she hate her? She sighed resting her cheek on her daddies arm again. She sighed and watched the conversation with Anastasia giggling as she watched her feeble attempts to fight her fathers aura and her own as well and doing a rather poor job. She bit her own lip and looked coolly at her as the flowers bloomed from her throne . Lucy smiled even wider scenting the perfume of her arousal drifting to them and on return she gave Anastasia a very pointed wink and curved smile and in a way telling her she would be visiting her bedchamber...soon. <br><br>Then suddenly she felt another aura and her tail perked up hard. She let go of her father as she looked around and then suddenly in front of them was mamma! "mamma!!!! "she giggled very happy to see her sexy mom. When her father and get kissed she watched giggling before pouncing on her and kissing her hard on the lips too her tongue darting into get mouth to greet her tongue as will. She giggled and regressed after a moment clinging back to get daddies arm while his tail greeted her trapped lips. She gasped softly moaning under her breath as that pronged tail pushed under the oval chastity ring and began lovingly running between her lips opening them back and forth and causing her arousal to drip down her now fastening calves. Her face was all blissful smiles as she looked into her mother eyes and licked her lips hoping for some love from her as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 06:11:36</strong>
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				"Mm... that's good."&nbsp; As usual, she stored that information at the back of her head but made it seem like she didn't have much interest in her consort's warfare.&nbsp; It was useful information, after all, especially if there was something she could do in the background that would help Krathen further his takeover.&nbsp; Again, Kallysta had no illusions when it came to her position and knew that wherever Krathen had power, she more or less had power too.&nbsp; Besides, what man wouldn't want an equally conniving woman at his side for his own benefit, especially if she did it behind the scenes as to not usurp his power.<br><br>Instead, her lips curved in a sultry smile before meeting Krathen's in a kiss, flicking her tongue across the his lips with just the right amount of teasing before slowly withdrawing and meeting her gaze.&nbsp; Her eyes held the same promise that he held for their favorite daughter and the family would definitely celebrate this victory in a style that was fitting for the demon lord of lust.&nbsp; <br><br>"Lucy, dear... what did I tell you about it not being safe for you out here..?"&nbsp; Her voice was husky as she turned her attention to her youngest daughter, her slender fingers reaching out to tease the lovely nipples that tipped her daughter's gorgeous breasts - a trait she most definitely inherited from her mother - while the demon lord teased his youngest daughter's sweet pussy.&nbsp; "Bad little girls <em>do</em> deserve a spanking..." Kallysta's hand reached out to run along the curve of her daughter's ass, giving it a playful spank before meeting the girl in a deep tongue-in-throat kiss.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 07:31:34</strong>
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				Anastasia was extremely relieved when his aura eased up on her. <em>what was that, I nearly came from just his presence. I would have been so embarrassed.</em> she though to herself. After taking a minute to breath and recover her composure she spoke. "Lord krathen, I'm going to do what must be done. You and shizuru need to accompany me, the..... Soldiers will need you two their, it'll be easier for them to know who they are devoting themselves to when they can see you and feel your power." She said, krathen would immediately know that she was talking about the undead army she was about to raise from the onslaught of the battle that just occurred. as she spoke the area was filled with a sweet scent, the scent was caused by her roses. They responded very well to krathens sexual aura, it causes people to desire deeper. The flowers were simply just effected by his aura, it had nothing to do with Anastasia herself. Well other than they were responding off of her desires, which at this moment was the group of demons in front of her. She then arose, and walked to fetch shizuru. She walked away with an elegant grace only powerful fae have, the way she moved was mesmerizing. <br><br>She eventually made her way past the many grabby hands of the horny demons who were attracted to her like a magnet. She now entered shizuru's tent, she knew her fairly well from when she first joined krathens forces. "Shizuru, sorry to disturb you but your presence is required for a few moments. I'm sure you'll like what I'm about to do, after all you could use more dedicated soldiers. Especially ones who do what ever you say and to it to the letter." She herself looked at shizuru with a deep respect. After all, she was a master fighter and probably the second most powerful person she'd ever met, after her lord krathen. Anastasia expected both krathen and shizuru to follow her to the centre of the stronghold. She left the tent and walked to the location of where the rising will happen. All the dead demons had been piled in a giant heap to her left, while the enemies dead on the right. She waited for the demons to meet her, once they got there they would see how truely powerful she was. A demonstration of her powers is exactly what she needed to command a bit more respect around here, she wasn't really into the politics of who was what to krathen and how they could advance. She just wanted to show that she was simply not one to be crossed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 07:55:08</strong>
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				Lucy whimpered softly her lip scrunched in a puppy pout. "but mamma.... I wanted yup encourage the soldiers...and I was so bored....and lonely...."she said all pouty before releasing a moan fit to turn a sailor red as her nipples were caressed and tweaked by her mother while her fathers tail invaded her now throughly dropping cunt. Lucy gasped and turned to her mother clinging to her as her ass pressed to her fathers crotch. She yelped loudly as her ass was swatted her flesh rippling erotically for her daddy to watch. Her lips were suddenly invaded by her mother that long tongue invading her down to get tonsils. She moaned her eyes rolling back and fluttering blissfully as she sucked and swallowed on her mothers tongue like she had just the night before to her fathers cock. <br><br>Lucy was loving this... She loved nothing more then when her mother and father dominated her especially together. He began pressing her ass back against her fathers crotch moistening it with her arousal while the warm metal chastity piece roughly pressed against him. She also treated her mother gently began fondling her mothers breasts squeezing and squashing them while her skilled thumbs teased those sexy nubs through her robs. Her tail meanwhile secretly elongated and snaked under her mothers robes to surprise her with a hard grind across her nether lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 13:00:44</strong>
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				Krathen's aura began to grow in power as he watched his lover and daughter kissing and fondling one another, his own lust seeping out into those around him as he licked his lips in anticipation of the dirty things he planned to do to both of them. Unfortunately, Anastasia asked for his presence in the town, drawing a deep sigh from the Lord of Desire, who was loathe to delay his reunion with his consort and daughter any longer. Still, he knew it had to be done. "Very well Anastasia, but let's make this quick, I have a some family business I am eager to take care of." Krathen then turned to Lucy and Kallysta. "Why don't the two of you get settled in, maybe take some time for some... family bonding, until I finish up here, at which point I'll be happy to join both of you." he said with a smile. "You two play nice." he added with a wink as he made his way out of the tent and followed Anastasia into the city. He was fairly certain that he knew what she was going to do, and regretted that their had not been more casualties on the enemy side. A large portion of the mortal army had escaped, which would leave Anastasia with far less material to work with. Still, it would be enough for a full platoon at least.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 13:13:54</strong>
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				Fiona smiled, her now cool body being pressed against the warmth of Jurai caused her to blush, forcing her to look away "Yeah.. Well I didn't do all that much, I didn't want it to get infected you know?" It was pretty obvious by her tone that she was just making excuses for her concern for her green skinned friend, "If I was stronger I could have saved more people, but... I'm just not good at fighting." The pain in her voice showed her innocence to war, but even so she came to fight for what mattered, and the only thing she was capable of doing was watching from the sideline directing strategies without ever seeing true combat. If she could, maybe more people would be alive right now. <br><br>"I think we should try and catch up with the rest of the convoy, they are about half an hour up the road from us." She commented before coughing heavily "Heh come on let's hurry up and catch them" She giggled before launching herself forward despite her tired state, before losing her hat once again, forcing her to run back and pick it up before darting off again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 13:25:17</strong>
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				Jurai shook his head as Fiona spoke. "You did an excellent job Fiona, you saved more lives than you give yourself credit for. Your strategy of setting fire to the city while we escape bought the convoy time to get away, without that, we may well have lost everyone." Jurai was not just trying to reassure Fiona, he spoke truthfully, it had been quite an effective tactic, one that he had been afraid to suggest himself. When the troops heard Fiona suggest it, they had been shocked, but they understood the necessity of it. If the idea had come from Jurai himself, an orc, it would have been met with far more hostility. After all, the orcs would have plenty of reason to want Outlook burned to the ground, and so some of the soldiers would have suspected Jurai of ulterior motives.<br><br>He smiled gently as he watched Fiona scamper off, jogging to keep up with her as they made their way along the road to catch up with the rest of the convoy. She was no soldier, but maybe that's what they needed, an outsider's perspective, someone who could experience this war just as a person rather than a soldier. He just hoped she would be able to handle the horrors that came with a war like this. She was still very young... then again, he wasn't that old himself, certainly not compared to the fey and demons who fought alongside and against them. His thoughts drifted to Aersilae, who he had not seen since the battle's start. He hoped she had managed to escape unharmed as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 13:39:36</strong>
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				"Yeah.. Well it was hard to suggest, to look into the eye's of the men who's home I was suggesting to burn... It's quite funny really, Humans are capable of good greater than angels, but commit's sins that put demons to shame, I suppose even humans are not absolved of the destructive nature of this world, as much as we would like to believe ourselves above it" On the horizon Fiona was able to spot the moving convoy "Hey were catching up with the others, they look safe, I'm so glad." She sighed in relief exhaustion was clear in her breathing, but she soldiered on towards the convoy, this war wouldn't wait for her to catch her breath.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 13:47:56</strong>
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				Jurai nodded solemnly at Fiona's reply. "Yes, we mortals are every bit as dangerous as the demons we face, and are no strangers to warfare and destruction ourselves. While it may reflect badly on us as a society, I must admit I'm glad that we are so militarily inclined, else this would be a massacre rather than a war." he said with a sigh. "Still, from what little I know of demons and angels, I know that they are no more pure in their morality than us. Some demons are just as gentle as any angel, and some angels are as cruel as the vilest demon. We are all defined by our actions, that is what makes us who we are, not some random assignment of race chosen before we are born."<br><br>The former general now noticed how tired Fiona looked, and as he caught up with her, he moved in front of her before hoisting the light-weight girl onto his back. Impressively, her weight did not seem to bother Jurai in the slightest, and he could probably carry two more people of her size before it even became a strain. "Fair is fair, you healed me and lent me your strength, it is only right I do the same for you." he said with a smile as he carried her towards the convoy. After all, Jurai had essentially limitless stamina, and could run all day without rest, he saw no reason to tire the girl out further when such a trivial run carrying such a light weight would not tire him in the slightest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 18:13:52</strong>
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				Kallysta's smirk turned into a wicked grin as Krathen left the tent.&nbsp; She resumed the seat her lover was previously using before hauling Lucy onto her lap, spreading her daughter's legs wide as she faced her.&nbsp; As she positioned her daughter in her lap, her robes undid themselves, baring her own body for the girl's touch.&nbsp; "My dear... I should punish you for being such a bad little girl..." her hand moved between her daughter's smooth thighs, moving around the chastity device put in place and rubbing little circles around the sensitive, already thoroughly wet clit.&nbsp; This, however was more of a show for the remaining soldiers than decided to linger in the tent, her silver eyes flashing in amusement as the men fought to keep their hands off the Demon Lord's consort and his favorite daughter.<br><br>"Leave us."&nbsp; Her tone was imperious as she had every right to be, and the men scrambled out of the tent, knowing they had somewhere else to be.&nbsp; Or at least... the ones who were supposed to guard the two women closed the flap of the tent, their own fingers fighting to keep away from their crotch - while a combination of both Kallysta's and Lucy's auras weren't as potent as Krathen's, it was still pretty strong, especially to easily influenced demons.<br><br>"Now where was I..?"&nbsp; The wickedly toned question was purely rhetorical, her fingers spreading the plump, wet lips of her daughter's sex as wide as she could, using her fingers to tease the younger girl.&nbsp; "Keep your hands on mama's shoulder's, sweetie..." Kallysta's free hand moved to cup one of Lucy's magnificent breasts, letting it rub against her own for a bit before tilting it up to capture the pert nipple with her teeth - if anything, she planned to keep the girl wet and on edge for when her father returned, partially out of mild sadism and partially to teach the younger girl a sense of control.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 18:37:28</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Shizuru, The Demon General</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div></div><br>"...." Shizuru let out an exasperated little sigh as she was interrupted, the woman coming and going without even waiting for a response. The General took her sweet time getting out there, deciding that she should make Anastasia wait a little. She rifled through her things until she found her favorite silver flask and filled it with a liquor she called Ogre Killer. It was something she'd discovered a few hundred years ago and had named it so because it could kill even large creatures with a few sips. After wasting a few more minutes doing nothing, Shizuru finally left her tent and strolled over to where Anastasia and Krathen were, two piles of bodies looming before them. The redhead wrinkled up her nose in disgust, "...This is what you called me out to see? I've seen necromancy before. I find it distasteful. Though I suppose we can always use more cannon fodder." A quick swig from her flask. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 20:43:48</strong>
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				Lucy whimpered softly as her father left. On the other hand she want given half a breath to mope before her mommy was forcing her into her lap. LucY gasped and giggled absolutely loving being dominated by her mother almost more then her father. She spread her legs wide resting them on either side of her owners thighs. She shuddered watching the robe slide away helping it to uncover her completely. "ooh mamma....please I was just having fun I haven't even gotten fucked yet."then her words were ripped away as that gorgeous hand slid between her dripping thighs to push into the good oval ring and massage into her and against her clit. "ok rf...fuck m..mamma!" She gasped shuddering her hands gripping her solders her beasts against hers resting on then slightly. She was so sensitive having gone longer then she usually ever did without sex especially around her daddy and getting teased by him. <br><br>Lucy gasped as her mother used her imperious voice to send three masturbating guards away though she still heard some wet noises going on outSide. Her head had gone down in instant submission like a puppy being scolded save she was smiling brightly and biting her lip in the sexiest cutest way.&nbsp; She yelped as her pussy lips were spread wider them the ring while her fingers were merciless"t... Molesting your slutty girl?" She asked hopeful she was right. She nodded and gripped her mothers shoulders trying hard not to fondle her own breasts and to worship the other gorgeous ones they were sculpted after. She moaned her lip biting getting harder as her mamma ringer her breasts and then latched onto the tit hard with her teeth just like she had fine when she was a baby and still did sometimes. "ahhh! Mmmmm...mamma fuck your slut.... please mamma use anything! ...p... Please? Please mamma? Fuck your slut pleeeeeeeeeaaaase?"she begged her pussy dripping down onto her thighs and crotch. She had been teased and never given anything all day and was fairly desperate. "please? Daddy can go in my ass when he gets back...please?"she begged the idea of getting double penetrated by her own parents was nearly more then she could bare. She wasn't sure if her mother could grow a cock....she was too dazed to really remember if she used strap ons or had one the times before. She hopes she did. She whined loudly and leaned in kissing her mother hard her head to the side kissing her like the most desperate whore in ask creation her tongue lapping at her lips begging for hers to enter and force hers into submission.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 22:06:31</strong>
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				"I dent ask you to witness common necromancy. Remember demon, I'm very very old. Your about to see what magic looks like over centuries of perfection." Anastasia stepped forward closer to the pile of demons. He hands harsh movements as if reaching into the depths of hell herself to raise the dead. The body's made jerky and flailing movements as they began to rise. Anastasia began to speak in a language ancient and forgotten, the hundreds of dead demons began to rise. They arose, and their wounds closed. They seemed to be back to normal as if nothing had happened. The only signed of their being dead where their solid white eyes that seemed empty. "In life you swore yourself to krathen, and were ordered to do as shizuru commanded. I've raised you from the dead because you have yet to fulfill your roles. You will obey only krathen, me and shizuru." She commanded sealing their services to the demons. She turned to the demons. "They are much more improved this way, they are a lot harder to kill. You'd have to literally destroy every little piece of them if you wanted them. Cutting them inhalt wouldn't work to kill them, and they are now loyal to you. They will do whatever you tell the to whenever you want them to, no matter how ridiculous the request." She turned to the pile of dead humans, it really was quite a shame there weren't more of them dead. "Humans are so pathetic, even undead they are horribly weak. This is what I really wanted to show you both. I've managed to combine my magics to create a much more powerful undead version of humans." As she said that giant flowers began to raise from the ground around the dead humans. The flowers soon began pouring over them spores and seeds. Anastasia approached the bodies and raised them too, but there was a new twist to them. Their bodies soon began to become engulfed in a plant like matter. "These are my favorite creation. The meat is dissolved by the plants, and the bones are covered in plant like tissues. Long story short, they are living plant soldiers. They are completely fire proof, and blades do no good as their tissue just regenerates. And they are now your loyal <strong>living</strong> servants." Anastasia said proudly as the soldiers stood at attention. These creatures were marvels, they were living plants that formed a living creature. It breathed and eats, though not required to survive. They even become horny thanks to krathens aura, unlike the undead which are practically walking meat sacks. "Shizuru, these are elite forces. They are easily trained and excellent assasins. They make a great elite core of soldiers, and they are yours. They can naturally produce thorny vines and use them as deadly whips, some can even generate poison. Though they aren't entirely perfect, I'm not certain what the extent of their abilities are." Anastasia stated simply. "I haven't really had the chance to test run how truly powerful they are, but I do know that in order to live they need either blood, meat, or the sun." Anastasia felt triumphant, she finally got to show off her plant creatures. "Now if you'll excuse me I need to rest, and set up my tent. Have fun." She simply began to walk away, only 2 of the plant creatures following her. The rest awaited orders, but if given none they would eventually find something to do. The undead however will just aimlessly wander around, or not even move at all unless ordered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 23:22:50</strong>
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				Unfortunately Kallysta didn't have that power to grow a cock, however she had the gift to manipulate the energy around her so that her lover would think they were being fucked by a cock... and in Lucy's case, it would be a big one at that.&nbsp; "Move your hands to mama's tits, you little slut," she coaxed her favorite daughter, even if the little lust demon didn't need much coaxing at all.&nbsp; "And grind against your mama's thighs to show just how much of a whore you are..."&nbsp; The energy changed around them just slightly, the air around them warming up with their mutual lust.&nbsp; That itself was enough for the guards to break protocol and peek inside to look at the two women - the younger one squiring in her mother's lap in her own lust and the older one who's silver eyes beckoned for the men to come back in.&nbsp; They wouldn't be allowed to touch any of them... Kallysta wasn't going to give Lucy or the guards any of that pleasure - another bit of power play that she always used to her advantage.&nbsp; However, she would let the other men get off as they watched.<br><br>Kallysta fully undressed Lucy and let her clothes drop to the floor to let the guards see the wonderfully curved ass that her daughter inherited from her.&nbsp; She knew that with their combined auras that it would be a huge temptation for them to want to fuck the younger lust demon, especially once Lucy began writhing in her lap, but again she took advantage of that power play - no one would be allowed to touch her or her daughter unless one of them or Krathen allowed them.&nbsp; As soon as she felt that her daughter was desperate enough, mewling and begging her mother to be used, she tore off the chastity device; it wouldn't be needed.&nbsp; Kallysta spread Lucy's legs unnaturally wide, her feet dangling on either side of the arms of the chair she was sitting on, before pushing the younger demoness down on the cock she created through energy manipulation - due to the size of it (being almost as big as Krathen's himself) more forcing her down on it despite how wet the girl was.&nbsp; <br><br>Kallysta's other hand went to the back of Lucy's head, gripping her multi-colored hair tight as she pressed her tongue into her daughter's mouth - showing her that the younger one may be a lust demon that took after her father but she could still easily be dominated by her mother.&nbsp; Her other hand was at the small of Lucy's back, pushing her down on the cock that the younger girl so desperately desired - forcing its girth into the surprisingly still small hole of her pussy.&nbsp; Any sounds made from Lucy were smothered with Kallysta's tongue practically down her throat and she moved her hips up, forcing more of her cock into the younger girl.&nbsp; <br><br>This went on for a while, Kallysta fucking Lucy hard enough to give her pleasure, yet holding back to keep her on the edge... But Kallysta knew better, after not having as much sex as she should be having, Lucy would likely still cum anyway and Krathen would return soon enough to find his lover and his daughter making a wet mess on his chair.&nbsp; Kallysta didn't have a cock after all, only could manipulate having one with her energy and her own pussy was getting very, very wet from dominating the younger girl.&nbsp; '<em>Perhaps by the time Krathen returned</em>,' Kallysta thought to herself with a sly smile, '<em>Lucy would be desperate enough to be fucked that she would eat out her mother while being fucked by her father.</em>'&nbsp; This was an image that Kallysta used her energy to push into the minds of the soldiers watching both mother and daughter, forcing them to cum all over Lucy's smooth back and ass.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh, poor girl... you're making quite a mess..." her tone was teasing as she whispered against Lucy's panting lips, watching as the younger girl's eyes rolled back in pleasure.&nbsp; Lucy would cum soon enough, and likely plenty before her father returned back to the tent but Kallysta knew that wouldn't be enough for either one of them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 00:04:52</strong>
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				Krathen nodded in approval as he observed Anastasia work, quite pleased with her work. "Well done Anastasia, and yes, I think you've earned a rest after that." he said with a smile, giving her a small wink as he turned to leave. While he was eager to get back to playing with his family, Krathen did not want Anastasia to think he had forgotten about her, and he most definitely intended to bed the gorgeous fairy at some point in the future.<br><br>As Krathen made his way back to the tent, he could hear the sounds of pleasure coming from inside, licking his lips in anticipation as he planned the vile things he was going to do to both the women inside said tent. He slipped inside in time to witness his consort's delightful display of dominance over her daughter, a glowing cock made of energy ramming in and out of their daughter's deliciously tight pussy, two unbearably horny soldiers looking on helplessly, both of them practically shaking with arousal, and the return of Krathen's aura was certainly not making it any easier on them.<br><br>"Well, you two certainly are off to a good start." he purred softly, his package visibly hardening before their eyes. Krathen, like many demons, had minor shapeshifting abilities, nowhere near as extensive as his daughters, but one example of such abilities was the fact that his cock was always the absolute maximum size a girl's hole could comfortably contain, or even larger if he so desired. And since his lovers were mainly demonesses, his manhood tended to be quite large indeed, anywhere from one to three feet long depending on his partner.<br><br>Krathen now released all of the limiters on his aura, and focused the full brunt of it on his consort and daughter, utterly swamping the both of them in pure lust so thick they could almost taste it. "So, which of my two favorite women shall I make use of first? Oh I forgot, I don't have to choose when I can have both at once." he teased, his eyes glowing with power as suddenly their appeared to be two of him. One was an illusion of course, but as both Kallysta and Lucy knew, there really was no difference between the illusion of pleasure and actual pleasure, especially when the illusion was crafted by Krathen, the most skilled illusionist in existence. "Why don't you set our daughter up however you please my dear, so I can decide how I am going to enjoy the both of you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 00:25:20</strong>
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				"You're back."&nbsp; Her silver eyes were pleased as her gaze met that of her lover's.&nbsp; Her gaze then was openly appraising as she glanced down his body and her gaze fell to his package; despite her general control, Kallysta never let her lust for her consort go unknown - the demoness may play hard to get but she knew it fed his ego to know that even his prized consort couldn't get enough of him.&nbsp; Her breath caught in her throat as Krathen created the illusion of another one of him, the taste of his aura sweet on her tongue enough to make her lose focus and the glowing energy that was used to impale their daughter slowly dissipated, leaving Lucy to grind helplessly against her mother's own wet slit.&nbsp; <br><br>Kallysta stood up, supporting Lucy on her shaky legs, and let her own clothes drop to the ground, leaving two naked women for Krathen's appraising eyes - it was obvious to anyone looking at them that Kallysta and Lucy were definitely mother and daughter from their assets, only time would tell whether the younger demoness would have her mother's cunningness and her father's sense of control.&nbsp; "Lucy, dear... be a good slut and clean your mama up before daddy uses her, too, hm..?"&nbsp; For now, Kallysta still wanted to dominate their youngest daughter, letting Lucy get the pounding she so desired yet, still getting some pleasure out of it instead of just the pleasure of watching her daughter get so thoroughly pounded.<br><br>She positioned Lucy with her ass positioned so temptingly towards Krathen, and wrapped the younger girl's arms around her waist, putting Lucy in the perfect position to get her face shoved into her mother's own soaked sex as her father used her as he wished.&nbsp; Dominance over her horny little form was something that her youngest daughter liked and it was something that Kallysta was more than willing to take advantage of - the sound of the younger lust demoness' pleasure was music to her ears.&nbsp; The energy didn't feed her the same way it fed Krathen and Lucy but that didn't mean that Kallysta still didn't get plenty of pleasure from it in return and the way she saw it, the more pleasure the three of them received together, the better it would be when both the aura of father and daughter rose.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 01:03:56</strong>
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				(fuck give a little slut a chance would ya!)<br><br>Lucy shuddered and giggled lightly loving her mother dominating her almost more then her daddy. She obeyed fondling her mothers breasts deeply squeezing hard and massaging them like a skilled masseuse. Then when her mother ordered her to grind she practically came just from the tone in her voice. She whined like a horny pup and began grinding her metal clad shit fervently on her mothers thigh. Lucy moaned louder leaning in to her mother to stick out her ass for the two guards to see while her mother removed the few good fixtures on her including the little chastity device she used for a thong. Then suddenly she was being lifted forced to spread her legs so far her pussy and ass clenching completely visible from every angle and then suddenly she was being forced down"m....m..mamma!!!!!"she screamed as she was forced down onto the huge tingling energy cock. Her hair was a rainbow of colors student every stand a million as were her eyes tail and horns the pleasure completely sending her power crazy and she wasn't even trying to control it. She groaned as her eternally virgin tight pussy was stretched nearly pleadingly over that shaft of light her stomach bulging sightly and glowing from the member inside. She groaned her eyes back as her head was forced into a kiss with her mother that lovely tongue diving into her. She came hard...gushing way more then even she usually did from her mother dominating her submissive body. When her mother finally began pounding into her and she could hear the guards stroking so hard she groaned and her brain went hazy as another even more powerful orgasm ripped through her from the feel of those demons painting sexy white stands of cum across her gorgeous backside. She whimpered making eye contact with her mother her eyes blissful yet still submissive"oh fuck mamma...I love you so much!"she said before pushing back to the kiss her hands still on her breasts but unable to do anything but grip hard and hold on. <br><br>Then she heard another voice behind her. She gasped and her eyes went wide turning her head and staring at her fathers huge crotch. " ooh d..daddy"she said in stupefied awe as she continued to grind on her mothers thigh her cum smearing across her white skin as her pussy tightened amost instantly against her mothers crotch. She gasped watching as the bulge grew in her fathers pants as she watched her cum covered and sexy grinding on her own mother gripping her breasts. She stared into her mothers eyes waiting for her to decide then a noise behind her made her look back. She nearly wet herself as she saw two giant daddies standing there. "m..mamma...g... G... Gimme?"she she'd her blissed out submissive brain sounding similar to an infant wanting a toy for a moment. Her ass and pussy were both clenching tightly i'm want against her mothers thigh as she stared at her fathers. She longed to have then all fuck her from every direction and have ten more just to cum onto her breasts and back and ass. She whimpered the images suddenly almost feeling real as she came into her mothers thigh frozen in trembling bliss. <br><br>"oh mamma"she said holding tightly to her mother as she forced her to stand the thick cum dripping down her ass sightly. She was in so much awe she almost sounded scared. Lucy looked up into her mothers smirking dominant face. "yes mamma" she said obeying almost eagerly as she dropped to her knees and hands hugging her mothers hips her hands gripping both cheeks as she delved into the pussy from which she was born. Her tongue dug in deeply as well as lapping around the outside. She moaned and began sucking drinking down her mothers sweet juice like a babe sucking milk. She whimpered not even fighting as her mother forced her into the new position her back arching down to both lift and spread her ass for her father to see especially her tight hole winking hard again and again almost begging for something huge to enter. Her past was nearly doing the same clenching and making little droplets to run down her legs like rain. Lucy whimpered and lifted her tail as well. It raised up and hefted each of her fathers heavy packages in turn going back and forth as if tempting both to hurry up and pounce on her. Her mouth meanwhile was doing ungodly wonders to her mothers pussy her tongue grinding across her clit like a violinists bow constantly as it also delved in and out hitting all those delicious sensitive spots that she knew her mother would not be able to keep that calm composer if she even touched let alone make deep passionate tongue love to all of then at once.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 04:10:33</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Shizuru, The Demon General</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div></div><br>Anastasia had wandered off before explaining how soldiers covered in plant-like materials were fire-proof. In her experience, plants and the like burned readily. Well, sorcery was not her forte. Perhaps there was something different about these things. Shizuru cared little either way, as she didn't plan on folding these things into her troops. Let the Overlord use them. She always prefered to play by more traditional means. She stood there for a long while, quietly drinking and watching these un-living hordes and plant-like creatures meander about. The remains of her personal guard came to her, demons clad in matching black and red armor reminiscent of samurai. One of them stepped to her side and spoke, "General, what are you thinking? You're not going to fight with these things are you?" Another chimed in, "It seems like it would make things too easy."<br><br>The demoness stood in silence for a moment before rolling her shoulders in a slight shrug. She tucked her flask into her coat and slid her hands into her pockets, "Hmm ...You know I prefer to play on a level playing field. It's just no fun otherwise. And something about them doesn't feel right. That woman is untrustworthy - too eager to prove herself. She says they'd listen to me, but would they? She is the one that created them, after all. I have to assume she has ultimate control over her own creations."<br><br>"What would you have us do?" Asked one of her guard.<br><br>Shizuru turned, "Gather all the surviving troops loyal to me. The ones that I picked and trained. There are some of them in every detachment, serving as captains. Tell them all to meet me in the barracks in Outlook. It should be clear by the time they arrive." The demons bowed and disappeared into the night to carry out their orders. Shizuru lept into the air, spreading her wings wide and gliding up to Outlook, landing atop one of the outer walls. From there she surveyed all the damage caused to the city, then turned and looked back at the camp. No doubt Krathen would be busy for a while, fucking his daughter, his mistress, and whomever else came along. Time enough to plan.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Shizuru's Wandering Thoughts (Theme)</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">Shiki no Uta - Minmi (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ta7q15OZg4c#)</div></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 17:22:23</strong>
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				Krathen grinned from ear to ear as he watched Kallysta dominate their daughter, one of his two copies maneuvering around behind his consort as the other positioned himself behind Lucy. As Krathen slipped in behind Kallysta, his enormous cock grinding gently against her buttocks, his profanely dextrous hands latched onto his lover's breasts, applying feather-light strokes to her breasts and nipples, not enough to actually pleasure her, more of a cruel tease, just enough to make her even more unbearably horny. Part of what Krathen loved so much about Kallysta was how composed she was, and one of his favorite activities in bed was making her lose said composure, pushing her to the point that she could no longer hold herself back. He let one of his hands trail down her supple body to tease her clitoris, still careful not to actually get her off (and actually using his illusions to manipulate how much pleasure Lucy was giving her, so that his daughter would not bring Kallysta to climax either), but still bringing her intense pleasure.<br><br>Meanwhile, Krathen knew that Lucy was probably far less patient by now, the young girl's libido almost matching Krathen's own, and she lacked the self-control Krathen possessed. And so, the Lord of Desire decided to get straight to the point with his daughter, roughly impaling her tight asshole with his enormous shaft, which was now even larger than the energy phallus Kallysta had been stuffing Lucy with before. Krathen's thrusts were utterly perfect, each one rubbing in all the right places as he drilled his little girl's ring-piece. To describe Krathen's skill was to do him injustice, for no words could possibly capture the degree of mastery he exhibited. He was not called the Lord of Desire for nothing; one could combine the skill of every other lust demon in existence into a single being, and they would still fall short of Krathen. Every aspect of him, from his roaming hands which now cupped Lucy's breast, his masterful grip on the back of her hair forcing her face into her mother's sex, the wonderful slaps of flesh on flesh that filled the tent as he stuffed her anus full of his prick... it was a work of art.<br><br>As Krathen utterly dominated his daughter, the other copy of him whispered temptingly in Kallysta's ear, that dark, sensual voice trickling into her head like honey. "Well my dear, would you like to feel what our daughter is feeling? To feel that hot length of flesh filling you so completely, driving in and out of your exquisite body?" he purred softly, his hands still teasing his consort mercilessly. "If so, be a good girl and spread yourself open for me, and maybe if you ask nicely, I'll have a nice treat for you." he whispered, that ungodly sexy smile still splayed across his face. It was good to be the Demon Lord.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 17:33:34</strong>
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				As Aersilae was speeding through the river looking for a port town from which she could acquire transportation, she would come across a gorgeous woman bathing in the river, with not another soul in sight for at least three or four miles yet. It was fairly obvious from first sight of her that the woman was not human. She bore fox-like ears, nine long, furry tails, and possessed a figure most mortals could only dream of. Like all fey, Feena was also surrounded by a subtle effect known as her glamour, which for most fey just had the effect of making them look even more unearthly beautiful. Feena's had an interesting side effect however, that was not uncommon among fey, known as universal attraction. Put simply, this meant that anyone, regardless of sex or orientation would find Feena attractive, though how they react to said attraction would still be up to them, it tended to make homosexual men and heterosexual women rather... uncomfortable.<br><br>Feena looked up from her bath as she spied the nymph approaching, giving her a friendly smile. "Well hello there gorgeous" she said with a flirty wink, clearly unperturbed by her own nudity. "Don't see many other fey out here, are you on your way somewhere?" she asked curiously. Feena had actually just been thinking she could use some company, and then as if by pure luck, someone had come along. And a someone who was quite easy on the eyes at that... Feena grinned. It was quite nice to be able to bless one's self with good luck.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 17:40:43</strong>
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				Kallysta could taste the lust in the air - thick and sweet as honey upon her tongue - and she tilted the round curve of her ass toward Krathen, a sultry smile now playing at her lips as she rubbed temptingly against the demon cock rubbing against her, letting the head press just slightly against the tight pucker of her ass before withdrawing.&nbsp; there was, however, only so much control she could have, due to the illusions that her lover created around them and the power of his aura overwhelming her.&nbsp; Her thighs were already wet from being held on the edge for so long, as well as from teasing their daughter and she wanted the pleasure of the Demon Lord in her as well.<br><br>Her hands moved away from their daughter's multi-colored hair, knowing that the force of which her father was pounding into her would still force Lucy's face into her mother's wet sex.&nbsp; She shuddered against her consort, her hands moving to more firmly press his hands to her exquisitely round breasts, letting her sense of control drop just a little - just enough that she let the desire be heard in her husky whisper, "Take me, my Lord.." Using the little leverage she had with her hands pressed over his to keep them on her breasts, she arched her back in a very submissive - yet somehow graceful - position, rubbing back against her lover.&nbsp; Lucy liked a little pain but so did Kallysta - moreso, since she was able to heal herself&nbsp; from whatever damage Krathen may wish to do upon her body, a fact she was aware that the Demon Lord knew and took advantage of whenever the mood took him.&nbsp; Her resilience was, after all, one of her finer points and likely another reason that Krathen was pleased to keep her around.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 19:29:49</strong>
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				Lucy was trembling shuddering in anticipation as her father moved around her kneeing and positioning himself behind her curvaceous ass. She gripped her mothers cheeks harder opening them sightly to sandwich her fathers cock in between. Then suddenly she felt that huge cock push against her. There was a moment when it didn't go in and there was terrible pressure and then suddenly the gate broke and that naive cock flooded into her filling and stretching her passed what she had ever done before. She screamed into her mothers pussy latching onto get clit with her teeth and whining loudly as that cock pounded into her ass stretching her amazingly painfully. She groaned as his hand gripped the back of her head forcing her harder into her mothers sex. She tongued harder obeying the brutal order. Her hair was on the Fritz as was her other color changing parts. Each thrust bade the colors rapidly change one second white then pink then blue then orange and so on and on particularly hard thrusts that made her very hold on consciousness flutter her hair would turn a gorgeous rainbow again. Her pussy came quickly spurting thick fem cum all over her fathers big balls that constantly spanked her wet slit with each bone rattling thrust. She screamed and moaned tonguing her mother harder and gripping her harder too her nails lightly digging into her ass. All she could feel was that massive dick and all she could do was lick that pussy.<br><br>Lucy felt her fathers huge cock velvety between her mothers cheeks. She used her mothers ass to massage it and tease it wanting her mother to get fucked like she was just as much as she herself did. She moaned smothered by her mothers pussy the juices so delicious as she drank them down her cheeks rather wet now as well. She moaned deeper those pleasured vibrations shooting up into her mothers pussy like a vibrator tingling across her tongue molested clit and buzzing up her canal. She could feel her fathers dick shaking into her ass while her chin poked against another. She was utterly i'm bliss...getting spit roasted by her own parents....how could a slut ask for more from her loving family?
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 20:14:22</strong>
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				Krathen's smile seemed almost feral as he could feel his lover's form tremble ever so slightly with lust, her body arching in anticipation of the hard fuck she knew she was about to receive. Krathen knew full well his consort's preferences, and knew how to cater to them, just as she knew to cater to his. For example, he knew that his consort like some pain with her pleasure, and was legitimately masochistic, which was why his hands were now pinching her nipples and clit nice and hard, squeezing those sensitive nubs just hard enough to inflict pain. "You don't have to ask me twice." he purred, suddenly and smoothly driving his dick home, slipping into her ass with grace that would seem impossible for a dick that size. In an instant, Krathen was plowing Kallysta hard and fast, putting a bit of extra force into his thrusts, just like his masochistic family liked. Clearly Lucy had inherited that trait from her mother.<br><br>Speaking of his gorgeous daughter, Krathen continued to jam his length as deep into her as physically possible, his every thrust forcing her body to stretch in order to accommodate his massive girth, a visible bulge appearing in her abdomen with every slap of his hips against her ass. As this was occurring, both copies of Krathen made use of their agile tails, each one slipping the spaded head of that whip-like appendage into a demoness' pussy, tickling them from the inside in all the right places as their rear entrances were thoroughly violated.<br><br>Krathen now bit down gently on Kallysta's neck, marking her with a dark hickey that he knew would heal almost instantly, but still further accentuating the sea of pleasure she would be drowning in by now with sharp spikes of pain, just the way she liked it. Now, Krathen began yet another illusion, one of his favorite tricks for threesomes and more-somes. This illusion essentially allowed both the women he was fucking to experience all the sensory input the other was experiencing on top of their own, magnifying their pleasure tremendously. Kallysta would be able to taste her own pussy juices, and Lucy would feel like she was eating herself out. At the same time, the pleasure they received from Krathen's dicks and tails would be even greater, as his two copies worked in perfect concert, sometime thrusting at the same time so the twin pleasure's they received would overlap, sometimes separately, so they had even less time to recover between thrusts. Krathen was the most powerful lust demon alive, and his family knew exactly what that entailed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jezabelle</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 23:34:06</strong>
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				"I make haste to Zenith," Aersilae told the woman. There was a time when she had known most of her fellow fey, her people being long lived and few. "I am a Champion in the mortals' forces and we have just suffered a defeat at the Demons' hands, at the city of Outlook-- it is up the river from here, and this place may soon grow unsafe." Solidifying as she pulled herself out of the water and to her feet, Aersilae flicked her hair and droplets sprayed out. Taking the woman in, she saw that she was quite pleasing-- not at only simply from her glamour, but also amongst the heritage of their already exceptional people.<br><br>"I am Aersilae, Nymph of the Westsea and her isles; might I ask the pleasure of knowing your name?" If the spirit was native to this place, then the news that the mass that was the Heart of Sin was growing outwards towards her lands may well unsettle her. In a hopes to lessen the potential blow to her new acquaintance, she loosened the fabric around her groin and peeled off the band around her bosom after untying it where it was joined in the back. "You are quite beautiful, if you do not mind my remarking," Aersilae told the other fey as she fold her legs to sit on her side by her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 23:53:06</strong>
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				Feena listened with interest to Aersilae's report on the battle of Outlook. "Yes, I had heard of the encroachment by the demons and was actually on my way to Outlook myself to see if I could aid in the defense... though from the sounds of it, I am too late." she replied with a sigh. <br><br>"But where are my manners? My name is Feena, Feena Oboro." she said, giving a small bow, incidentally causing her luscious breasts to bounce delightfully. Depending on how well connected Aersilae was within fey society, she might actually have heard of Feena. The fox spirit was starting to develop a reputation among the fey, her scandalous behavior and bold nature making her an object of much discussion among some of the more gossip-inclined fey. Some of her most notorious acts included seducing and bedding all seven of the daughters of the most powerful prince in the Principalities, as well as the rather brutal murder of a corrupt high official in Zenith.<br><br>"And no, I do not mind at all." she purred, her eyes now openly admiring Aersilae's body as the nymph... adjusted her outfit. "Trust me the feeling is mutual, you are quite lovely yourself." she said with a flirtatious wink. It seemed Aersilae's concern that Feena might be upset by the news from Outlook was mostly unfounded, though again, it was always hard to tell with Feena... she was the type who never really showed any emotion besides positive ones, and kept her negative emotions hidden. If she was sad, no one would know, and if she was angry, the the focus of her rage wouldn't even know it until they were about to die.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>20-01-2013, 04:16:01</strong>
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				Kallysta's back arched as the massive girth was unceremoniously shoved into her virgin tight ass.&nbsp; It hurt enough that it would've likely torn a human but Kallysta's body healed almost instantly, the tight little hole now clenching around Krathen's cock in welcome.&nbsp; It was true that both the Demon Lord and his prized consort knew how to pleasure each other - he mixed pain with her pleasure while her body's unnatural healing ability provided a welcoming, vice grip on his demon cock whenever he wanted it, regardless of the size he made it to be.&nbsp; With her lover's fingers pinching her nipples and sending sparks of pain throughout her supple body, Kallysta's hands were now free to move back to her daughter's hair, instead taking control by taking a firm grip on the girl's horns, keeping her in place so that she could also feel the slap of her father's balls against her chin as her own mother was ruthlessly pounded right under her licking mouth.<br><br>She cried out as the swirl of pain and pleasure magnified, a gift of her consort that she also favored, and she felt the taste of her own juices upon her tongue; knowing that Lucy also felt the pleasure that she was feeling.&nbsp; The demoness shuddered, her hips moving back and forth between the rough pounding she was getting from behind and towards her daughter's pleasurable mouth - feeling a little more of her control slipping.&nbsp; "Mm.. Fuck me, my Lord..." Kallysta hissed between her panting breaths, knowing that her words were rhetorical and would merely fuel the lust that swirled around them.&nbsp; Her body only tightened further around the massive cock invading her from behind, her body arching further as her pleasure reached a painful pitch.<br><br>It had to be a wonderful sight for the guards still watching, frozen in the tent in their own lust - the bouncing of Kallysta's breasts from the pounding she was receiving despite the painful grip her consort had on them, her hair flowing about her as her body somehow moved gracefully in rhythm.&nbsp; Kallysta may have lost some of her control but not enough that she knew how to move her body to more entice her lover, keep him wanting her, letting him know that despite the control he had over her that she wouldn't fully be tamed.&nbsp; Not any less sexy was lovely quivering of Lucy's curvy ass as she was pounded into from her father, her lustful moans being smothered by her mother's practically dripping sex; her own multi-colored hair no less of a distraction - Lucy was definitely the product of both her parents and likely got their best traits.&nbsp; The women's moans likely could've been heard past the tent but it seemed like none of them cared - the Demon Lord was powerful and he didn't seem to care who knew it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>20-01-2013, 05:21:21</strong>
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				Lucy groaned her ass bouncing off her owners massive cock her ass stretched well further then any human could even dream of stretching to. Her tight sexy stomach bulged as her own fathers cock penetrated her deep enough to show on the other side. Her ass was tight... Very tight not only because the cock in her was stretching her taunt like a drum but because she had a similar power to her father except even more adaptive because of her powers. She was reshaping her ass to be the exact shape off her daddys cock except for one detail...it was two sizes too small. He would feel her ass squeeze him from every single angle rubbing every single crease and curve of that shaft so hard it would probably make most men scream and cum instantly. The unbelievable tactile pleasure of her cock sleeve ass around the head of his shaft alone probably would hurt most demons. She clenched hard pulling him mid draw back forcing his cock back into her while he tried to pull out. She was at the peak of her power and this unbelievably hot sex was stirring her power to a fever pitch even she couldn't contain for long.<br><br>Amidst the haze of pleasure both inside her and around her she was still thinking clearly. On the outside a slut getting fucked into oblivion while in the inside.... Still a slut and getting fucked...but a very very powerful one that was getting stronger by the second. A little giggle escaped her amongst the moans and when that happened a small shock wave shot out from her using the energy in their auras and the just in all of them to fuel its spread across the land. The wave spread across the demon camp and then the conquered city and even the surrounding area reaching as far as to erect some of the still fleeing mortals. All the demons in the radius were healed even the stingy old prude of a general getting drunk. Her wounds would close without a mark. Then all those who were featured were suddenly filled with a rage of passion and lust ten times as potent as even her own fathers aura had been. Then the mutation began every single one that had between healed found their sexual areas&nbsp; burning...females grew curvier beasts increasing in perk and size, their assess filling out just a tiny bit, the men were horribly erect painfully so as they were engorged with more blood then before increasing in girth or length or both depending on the nearest females preference. The rage of lust was so potent that corporals turned on captains, friends on friends, brother in sister and sometimes the other way around. Massive orgies began to break out especially near the medical tents. The very land began to be altered plants growing similar to those in the heart of sin, bushes bloomed with labia shaped blossoms, trees grew tight pucker shaped knotts, ferns grew tentacles and pulled in mortals passing by to fertilize them with plant semen. The two poor guards that were watching so close to the epicenter already weakened and full of lust from the combines auras and the delightful show were the worst. One transformed growing taller and stronger, huge breasts forming on the growing male, his clothes burst and his cock grew as his balls did...he stood almost as tall as the lord his legs axially forming into hooves. The other male shrunk becoming more feminine and curvy his clothes falling off leaving him standing their with surprisingly curvy hips and an ass to rival any demon girls. They took one look at eachother and pounced. the Futa took the lead following the lords example and plowing the femboy so hard his little cock popped and shot all over the ground in front of him before she even got going.<br><br>Lucy giggled and looked up at her mother and father as he bit her neck and actually managed to shrug sightly before going back to work on her pussy. She groaned cumming hard as both the thoughts of her deeds hit her and the show which was her favorite was played out next to her with the Futa and boy. She loved feeling her daddys balls spanking her chin almost as much as the ones spanking her pussy. The tail inside her cunt was glorious and quickly Drew a few ripping orgasms from her dripping the thick fem cum down hisballs. Her ass ripped around him as her tongue molested her mothers clit. She groaned and her complete submissive nature emerged as her mother grabbed her horns. She whined and let her pull her against her crotch till she could barely breath through her nose her tongue lashing her insides while she constantly drank down her mothers juice. Her own tail reached up and lovingly caressed her fathers cheek before slipping down and wrapping tightly around his balls beginning to massage and squeeze them begging along with her now high pitched moans and whines for her daddy to feed her from behind and pump her full of his cum. Her body was trembling and red glistening with sweat and rippling with the force of the thrusts from both sides her body wick with raw sexual energy and begging for the final orgasm. She nay orgasm a thousand times when having sex..its just another mechanism built into her body to please her partner...her real first orgasm was building and building like a nuclear war head about to explode inside her womb as her dad pounded against it from within her ass.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>21-01-2013, 08:01:27</strong>
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				Kallysta's body writhed between the illusion of her consort as well as towards her daughter's talented tongue; she some control over her pleasure in the sense that the pain kept her just right on that edge, but that only made her body tense and tightened around Krathen's all the more.&nbsp; Her nails dug painfully into Lucy's scalp as she tried to keep control... knowing that with her lover's gift, she wouldn't be able to maintain that for much longer.&nbsp; Her silver eyes opened to glance at the guards helplessly watching the demonic family and she managed a semblance of a smirk that usually curved at her lips - even in the throes of passion, she knew her status as Krathen's favorite and also made sure to let them know it.&nbsp; Perhaps, if the mood suited her, she might make use of them when her consort was busy with his wargames... but that was a thought for another time, not when her supple body was being assaulted with pleasure from every direction.<br><br>Despite her status, however, Kallysta was still just an ordinary demon and had just enough time to create the thinnest of energy shields around her as Lucy's power flared around enough - barely enough of a shield so that it would spare her the worst of its effects.&nbsp; The lust, she was already practically drowning in, but the added curves was something that demoness definitely did not need.&nbsp; Her hands left Lucy's hair and moved to Krathen's hips, illusion it may be but that didn't stop her from digging her nails into the Demon Lord's skin in a partial demand (and silent plea for more).&nbsp; Her body was on the edge of an explosive climax and it was the pleasure that only he could give her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>21-01-2013, 13:04:44</strong>
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				Krathen grinned, his eyes flashing with lust as he started to kick it into the next gear, thrusting harder and faster, the already tremendous fuck he was giving his wife and daughter building in a terrific crescendo of grunts, moans, and slaps. His hands began roaming his lovers' bodies, squeezing their breasts, gripping their hips, anything to further stimulate them or aid in his vigorous pounding of their tight holes. Meanwhile, Krathen's tails were now thrashing around like mad inside Kallysta and Lucy's pussies, though still with the same deliberate pleasuring as before, rubbing all the right places, but with a greater sense of urgency.<br><br>Then, as Lucy released her wave of lust, it passed straight through Krathen, who had no energy to shield himself with, but at first, he seemed completely unaffected. One might reasonably assume that he would be unaffected, since the wave had the effect of enhancing the sexuality of everyone it touched, and how could one enhance the sexuality of the Lord of Desire, lust given flesh? It couldn't even make him hornier, as that was literally impossible, Krathen's lust was an endless ocean. However, what it could do, was cause him to lose control of said lust.<br><br>The change was dramatic. Krathen suddenly grabbed Lucy by the throat and yanked her back away from her mother, his eyes literally glowing with lust, never once ceasing his wonderful stuffing of her tight anus, nor that of her mother's. Suddenly there were four more copies of Krathen, every single one of them impaling one of the two women's unoccupied holes. The whole world seemed to slow around them as they were drawn further into an illusion, a world entirely of Krathen's making. Kallysta would likely recognize the symptoms of this, she had only seen her lover lose control of his lust like this once before, and when she had, she had woken up twenty-four hours later, sore all over her body, with blurry memories of the best sex she had ever experienced swimming happily through her mind. Lucy on the other hand, was too young for Krathen to have considered letting loose on her before, for fear of overwhelming her, so this would be an entirely new experience for her. Few realized just how much Krathen held back during sex, as the full extent of his skill could literally fry the brain of a mortal or a lesser demoness.<br><br>Krathen kicked things into overdrive, fucking all three of both his lover's holes with such wild frenzy he seemed like an entirely different person. But it was not as if he was under some sort of spell, more as though the facade of civility had fallen away and revealed Krathen for the raging beast he truly was. It was rare that anyone got to see past the image Krathen used to hide his own lust, that they got to see what he was really like should he utterly let go. And a good thing too, for very few people could actually handle it. Despite the vigor, even ferocity with which Krathen was now drilling the two women before him, his skill did not falter, and in fact increased dramatically. Every thrust, every move of his body was utterly perfect, delivering maximum pleasure to all three participants in this unholy carnal act. Just as a master swordsman could fight without wasting a single movement, so too did Krathen display his utter mastery of all things sexual. They were in his world, and in this realm, this illusion, he was god. The illusion transferring Lucy and Kallysta's sensations to each other was maintained, allowing them to feel one another being gang-banged by Krathen even as they themselves were experiencing the same thing.<br><br>And yet, it seemed that despite all this, Krathen was not even close to satisfied. With a grunt, Krathen's copies each began to pump all three of his lovers' hole full of cum, yet he wasn't even slowing down, clearly not done with them yet. It seemed someone might have to intervene to calm the Father of Demons down, but even that seemed impossible, as anyone who did so would simply end up being used right alongside his lovers. They would just have to wait it out and hope the Lord of Desire could reassert his control soon, before they both passed out from exhaustion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>23-01-2013, 19:56:24</strong>
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				The fleeing soldiers would hear ringing trumpets as an army crested the hills ahead of them, moving quickly, lead by a figure on a large white charger.&nbsp; Around her, riding on what appeared to be overly large wolves, were another eight figures that easily kept stride with her own horse.&nbsp; The army moved quickly, spreading out to either side and moving around the refugees, even as the nine figures continued on a straight line, slowing as they drew closer to the survivors.<br><br>The nine riders slowed to a halt, and the central rider, a female, dismounted, moving among the refugees with a soft word here, a calming statement there, and at each person asking if any of the military had made it out.&nbsp; The army closed to form a solid line some fifty yards behind them, facing the city with weapons readied.<br><br>Alexandra sighed, focusing her energy as she spoke.&nbsp; "I am truly sorry, all of you, for my delay.&nbsp; But we had to come a long way to reach here.&nbsp; Tell me, did any of the leaders of Outlook make it out?&nbsp; And is the city taken entirely, or is there some hope that it can be retaken?&nbsp; We are camped a day to the north, those of you who have fought and wish it are welcome to continue there if the city can be retaken.&nbsp; Those that wish to fight on will of course be welcome, but I would like to thank each of you for your valiant efforts," she said, and then paused as one of the riders on the wolves came over and whispered something in her ear.<br><br>She nodded.&nbsp; "I am Alexandra.&nbsp; Some call me Queen Alexandra, but it is not a title I wish.&nbsp; I wish only to see the land thrive, that those who lived a simple life, as I once did, can continue to do so."&nbsp; She paused, glancing toward the sacked city, and shook her head.&nbsp; "Men!&nbsp; We return to the camp.&nbsp; Soldiers, guard the retreat.&nbsp; Wild Runners, with me to the van.&nbsp; Civilians to the fore and start moving, but don't rush yourselves.&nbsp; We move at your pace," she said, pausing in her return to the horse to speak with a few more of the survivors.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>23-01-2013, 22:00:06</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Shizuru, The Daimyo</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div></div><br>"What are you saying? That we betray the Overlord?"<br><br>"Not at all," remarked Shizuru. The demoness was standing before her assembled army in the barracks, her arms crossed and her eyes shut, the demoness full of thought, "You all follow my Way of The Sword. We never stab anyone in the back. Besides, Krathen is... a friend. As much of one as I could have. I will not attack him. Just the same, however, I think the time has come for us to move on. We've given him his foothold. If he wants to rule the mortal world, let him earn it. Let him lead his own army - especially if he wishes to use those disgusting creatures." She glances up, looking out over her men, "What I am suggesting is that we simply part ways. Strike out on our own. All of Tera is out there, should we not own a piece of it?"<br><br>The men looked to each other, murmuring in conversation, low rumbles of agreement heard. Shizuru's men were much like her. They had a code of honor, they preferred rolling fields and clear skies over seas of hellfire. Like Shizuru, they'd spent enough time in the underworld; they didn't care to see it replicated up above. They tired of the same old sights over and over again. <br><br>"Good," Shizuru smiled, "then from this point on I declare us free. We are no longer part of Krathen's army, we are no mere cog in a machine, we are <strong>The Oni!</strong> We will spread across Tera and make a new home for ourselves! A place where we can hone our skills and prove to this world that we are the proudest, most capable warriors that it has ever known!"<br><br>A great cheer went up in the barracks and all the men rose to their feet, ready for action. Shizuru silenced them with a wave of her hand and continued, "Our destination will be The Principalities. We will make our first home on the coast. Within a few years, the islands will be united under our banner." Another cheer. "We leave tonight. Gather all the supplies Outlook has remaining, as well as any tools you can carry. Then, head for the coast. Travel in small groups to attract as little attention as possible. Avoid main roads and any villages; there is little sense in stirring up a hornet's nest before we get settled. Go."<br><br>The men were off. Shizuru smiled to herself and stepped back outside, taking in a deep breath of the cool night air. "How will the Overlord react?" asked one of her personal guard, whom had followed along behind her. Shizuru glanced over her shoulder a moment, paused, then looked ahead again.<br><br>"He won't do anything."<br><br>"General?"<br><br>"He has bigger problems to worry about. Besides, I imagine he knew this day would come at some point. Not to mention that if we start attacking The Principalities, that takes care of the problem for him. If the islands end up under demon control, it benefits him. So, I can't imagine he would have any reason to pursue us. Krathen is not so petty as to hunt us down for a few islands."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Theme of The Oni</div><div class="spoiler_body">Ryoshima Coast (Okami + Okamiden) Guitar Cover (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vzb-nywf044#ws)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Shizuru's Men</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/ShizuruTroop_zpsfb21b11a.jpg)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Shizuru's Bodyguards</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/ShizuruBodyguard_zps29a0ab3b.jpg)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>24-01-2013, 04:15:13</strong>
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				Kallysta's body shuddered as all her holes were suddenly filled&nbsp; the pleasure so intense and her hands moved to one of her lover's duplicates, gripping onto him for leverage.&nbsp; It was hardly surprising to her - the effect that the added lust had on her consort - but it still took a moment for her supple form to adjust to the flood of pleasure assaulting her.&nbsp; 'Assault' was indeed the correct word for what the women were going through; assault of lust it may be but no mortal would have survived the loss of control from the Demon Lord.<br><br>"S-stop," she stammered out, her voice weak as she saw stars from behind her closed lids as warmth filled all of her holes, choking a bit at the flood of it filling her mouth.&nbsp; Kallysta stiffened as she reached her own peak, her legs becoming shaky before giving out; relying on her lover to keep her standing as she was used.<br><br>"Krathen... stop..." her voice was more assertive the second time around but not by much as she weakly pushed at one of Krathen's clones.&nbsp; When he was like this, she knew her words likely wouldn't get through to him but it didn't stop her from trying as an overwhelming sense of dizziness started to come over her.&nbsp; Her body was healing and adjusting as the clones kept on going but it wasn't fast enough; Kallysta only hoped that this time Krathen would hear her voice through his own fog of lust and she wouldn't end up unconscious for a day like the last time.&nbsp; Good sex and its aftereffects, she didn't mind in the least - it was the lack of control she had when she was unconscious that bothered her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>24-01-2013, 13:36:57</strong>
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				As Jurai carried the beautiful young girl on his back towards the caravan, he noticed a large army of mortals advancing towards them from the north, and sighed with relief. Their reinforcements had finally arrived, and a bit earlier than he had anticipated. Whoever was in charge of them must have worked hard to get them here this fast, sadly too late to save the city, but it was an encouraging gesture nonetheless. Finally catching up with the convoy, Jurai made his way to one of the covered wagons, gently laying the exhausted Fiona down to allow her to rest. "Recover your strength Fiona, you saved many lives today." he whispered softly before taking his leave. He had noticed that the current inhabitants of the wagon had been rather nervous when he approached, and were none-to-disappointed when he stepped away. The civilians were still not used to seeing orcs as allies rather than bandit raiders.<br><br>As he stepped away to survey the convoy and the general state of the troops, the former general heard Alexandria speak. Ah. So this was the Queen he had heard so much about. The prophets in his own land had caused quite a stir when they had declared that it was an elf who represented Terra's hope for survival. A great deal of anger and indignity had resulted among the warriors of the Beastlands, many of them declaring the prophets to be heretics. The historical relationship between the orcs and elves was perhaps even slightly worse than the orcs relationship with humans: long ago, the elves had owned the land now known as Zenith as well as the Wood, but they were pushed back by the orcs, who in that time were rather... expansionist in their foreign policy. It was only four or five hundred years ago that the humans pushed the orcs back to the Beastlands. And while most orcs had almost forgotten their history of bad blood with the elves, the elves themselves live anywhere from seven hundred to a thousand years, and as such have very long memories. Many of them still remember the bloody conflicts they had with the orcs because they are old enough to have taken part in said conflicts in their youth.<br><br>Still, while Jurai knew his history better than many young orcs, he also knew that now was the time to put aside old feuds. He only hoped the Queen was of a similar mind. He debated whether or not to approach the Queen, and eventually decided that he should at least present himself, he was a champion after all, he did technically take orders from the Queen. Jurai slowly made his approach, being careful not to stray too close to the Queen to avoid agitating her guards. Even still, his presence did seem to make her guards wary, many of them gripping their weapons just a little bit tighter, perhaps even unconsciously so as he made his approach. When he was a reasonable distance from Alexandria, Jurai bent down onto one knee, giving a polite bow of his head. "Greetings your highness. I am Jurai Katsurage, one of your appointed champions, though I know we have never met in person. I was one of the ones helping to organize the defense of Outlook. I fear the city is firmly under the control of the demons now, retaking it would not be a simple task. Still, our losses were not extreme, and very few civilians were lost. I only wish we could have held out long enough for your troops to arrive, as it seems reinforcements were not as distant as I had previously thought."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>24-01-2013, 16:26:12</strong>
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				She turned, holding up a hand as two of her guards dropped hands to the dual blades each of them carried.&nbsp; "Hold," she said in a soft voice.&nbsp; "Please.&nbsp; There is no need to kneel.&nbsp; I am only queen by necessity and merit of prophecy.&nbsp; Just call me Alexa."&nbsp; She smiled as she waved the two guards back.&nbsp; "I doubt he would come all this way, into the middle of the army, just for a chance at me, my friends.&nbsp; He'd have to be suicidal."&nbsp; She shook her head.&nbsp; "And while I know orcs are ferocious in battle, suicidal is something I'd never use to describe them."<br><br>She shook her head.&nbsp; "Champion Jurai, thank you for telling me.&nbsp; I am sorry that we could not arrive sooner, but one of the rivers was in flood, and it took some time to get everyone across."&nbsp; She shook her head sadly, her eyes rising to take in the skyline of the distant city.&nbsp; "If the city is taken, then I will not waste countless lives attempting to take it back right now.&nbsp; They have just taken it, they will be expecting an attack to reclaim it."<br><br>She waved a hand, and a runner came up, bringing a basket of simple fare.&nbsp; Elsewhere in the momentarily stationary army, others were doing the same for the other survivors.&nbsp; "Please, eat, refresh yourself, Champion.&nbsp; You've done well, as well as could be asked for.&nbsp; And while I know your race and mine do not have the best history, I do hope that it can be, for the sake of Terra, allowed to lie in the past where it belongs.&nbsp; We cannot afford, with the current state of things, for old grievances to be aired."<br><br>She turned.&nbsp; "Commander!" she called out, and a male in armor came to her side.&nbsp; "Let it be known that any who wish to help fight off the demon horde will be accepted, be they orc, fae, human, or elf.&nbsp; I will not be so foolish as to turn away willing warriors just because of old disputes.&nbsp; And should one group or another within my army try to make trouble, they will be thoroughly punished for giving the demon army yet MORE opportunity to take our lands from us."&nbsp; Her voice during the last section was strong, and carried over the entire assembly, her eyes seeming to flash fire.&nbsp; "And should an OFFICER be behind such trouble, I will deal with their treachery MYSELF."<br><br>When the Commander bowed, she waved him away, and seemed to shrink again.&nbsp; She shook her head, a soft sigh escaping her lips.&nbsp; "So many of them," she murmured.&nbsp; "So many of them fail to remember or realize that I was once nothing more than a simple guard lieutenant in a city in The Woods.&nbsp; I draw on that when giving orders, because that's all I know.&nbsp; I wasn't born to this.&nbsp; I wasn't trained from birth, nor did I ever WANT something like this.&nbsp; Please.&nbsp; This goes for all my champions.&nbsp; Just call me Alexa.&nbsp; I fight because the prophets say Terra has no chance without me.&nbsp; I would that it were different, but if this is how it must be... then so be it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>24-01-2013, 17:03:12</strong>
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				Jurai was rather surprised by Alexandria's openmindedness. He nodded respectfully as she spoke, rather impressed with how well she handled her men. "I much appreciate that Alexa,and thank you for you kindness. Not many of my own men remain, four squads, but all of them are hardened by years of war, and would make a fine addition to your army. They will be happy to hear that they are welcome amongst you, and are every bit as eager as I am to ensure the rest of Terra does not suffer the same fate as our homeland." he replied.<br><br>"I agree with your assessment, the time for past grudges is over, we fought over land in the past, and now we fight for our very survival, our freedom. Such petty arguements have no place in a time of crisis such as this." Jurai then turned to the few orcs gathered among the soldiers from Outlook, clearing his throat to get their attention. "I am no longer your general, as you well know, but I have come to know all of you personally. What I am about to say is not said as your commander, but as your friend and ally. We, more than any mortals alive, know exactly how much of a threat the demons are to our world. I know none of you can bear to sit idly by while Terra burns, corrupted by the unholy influence the spreads from our once proud home, I know I certainly can not. As such, I intend to join my strength with those who would see the demons repelled, and I advise all of you to do the same. And know this: the demons care not for our pasts, our race, our culture... there are no orcs or humans or elves to them. They see only lambs to be slaughtered or enslaved. But we will show them that they hunt not frightened deer, but angry tigers. The humans and elves around you are our enemies no longer. Rather, they are our brothers and sisters in arms, every bit as willing as ourselves to risk all they have to defend our world. And I advise each and every one of you to treat them with the respect such honorable warriors deserve."<br><br>The orcs all nodded solemnly as Jurai concluded his speech. They understood the stakes, and knew who their true foes were. Any past conflicts were irrelevant now. The demons had changed the way the world worked, and they had to adapt or die. And orcs are nothing if not survivors. Jurai then turned back to Alexandria. "I understand how you feel. None of us ever wanted this war, we do what we have to, because doing nothing would be infinitely worse. I know you never asked for this position, but for what it is worth, I am now beginning to understand why the prophets chose you to lead us. You are exactly the sort of person we need at the head of our armies, and my sword is yours, not because you are Queen, but because you are a honorable warrior who deserves respect." he said with a bow. To Jurai, Alexandria's rank was not what made her his commander. He knew that she had not asked for her title, but he was beginning to suspect that she deserved it anyway. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>25-01-2013, 12:04:30</strong>
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				She nodded.&nbsp; "I'll pass along orders for them to be incorporated into the army.&nbsp; If there is a specific place they wish, they are welcome to request it, and they will be placed where they wish, or short of that, where they will be most useful."&nbsp; She shook her head a moment, and then drew herself up.&nbsp; "Cavalry reserve, I want a dozen of you to dismount.&nbsp; Allow the civilians to ride.&nbsp; They have run far in a short time, and we need not push them to walk.&nbsp; Volunteer basis, and those that dismount will take their place among the vanguard.&nbsp; We will be moving out shortly, back to the camp.&nbsp; From there, I want my generals and commanders at my pavilion within the hour once we arrive, to decide what the next step should be."<br><br>She turned, and after reaching in and pulling out a small loaf of bread, waved off the basket one of the men brought to her.&nbsp; "I will eat when these survivors are safe within our camp.&nbsp; As safe as can be, with how things stand."&nbsp; She turned to Jurai.&nbsp; "You of course are welcome to come as well.&nbsp; I will need all the insight I can get into what we are up against.&nbsp; I know little of demons and their ilk, but you have seen them firsthand, not to mention their numbers."&nbsp; She waved away the runner that brought her horse.&nbsp; "No.&nbsp; I will walk.&nbsp; I only rode so that we could get here with all haste.&nbsp; Now, we move at the speed set by the survivors.&nbsp; I will NOT leave them behind, so soon after their escape, to be captured after all and taken into who knows what torments."&nbsp; She paused a moment, glancing at Jurai.&nbsp; "Allow one of the survivors to make use of her."&nbsp; She stepped over to the horse's head, standing slightly to the right.&nbsp; "My friend, we have need of your strength.&nbsp; You have seen those we protect.&nbsp; Bear one of them to safety, and bear them well."<br><br>The horse gave a whicker, tossing its head.&nbsp; She smiled.&nbsp; "That's a good girl," she said, patting the horse gently on the muzzle before turning away.&nbsp; "I fear we may ALL be relegated to walking before too long."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>25-01-2013, 12:43:42</strong>
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				Jurai nodded, though his eyes showed a certain amount of disgrace as she spoke of where his soldiers would be place. "That is up to them, I am their commander no longer." he replied quietly. He was pleased to see the Queen was a compassionate woman as well as humble. It was these sorts of qualities that they would need... an open mind, a gentle heart, a firm command... he could see how Alexandria was indeed well suited to this role.<br><br>"If my knowledge of the demons can be of any use, I am happy to share what little I know." Jurai replied. "Their numbers are exactly the problem however... from what I have seen, their army is enormous. The problem is mainly the portal they erected within what used to be my homeland... I have no doubt that even now, more demons are being brought through into our world. At some point, closing the portal will have to become one of out main goals, but as it stands, the area is far too heavily fortified, safe within the remains of what used to be our proudest fortress." he explained with a certain melancholy, reflecting on just how much his people had lost.<br><br>"As for their tactics, their wings present a unique problem as we saw today... almost a full half of their troops are capable of flight, which allows them to execute tactics and strategies we have never seen before. Add to this their propensity for magic, and they are indeed a frighteningly powerful force. But they aren't invincible. Like any foe, they can be beaten, and we will discover their weaknesses." he concluded, bearing a very determined expression.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 01:07:00</strong>
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				Lucy giggled as her wave finished the changes settling and becoming permanent as she moaned happily into get mothers pussy still getting pounded into by daddy. She sucked hard on the juices flowing from her mothers pussy as her daddy started thrusting harder. She was utterly her fathers daughter and loved it as he want harder and harder even. She groaned gripping her mothers ass harder as she braced her rippling body against her mother. She groaned feeling her father going at her like he never had before that massive cock pounding away into her while his glorious hands gripped her breast and hip squeezing her so his fingers sank into her soft flesh. Her hair was franticly changing practically with each thrust her rainbow of colors shifting to have a new dominant color with each huge slam of their hips together giving their fucking a practical light show. She squirted hard after a provider hard thrust her ass shaped for her daddys cock milking him really hard almost sure it might hurt a little but probably feel even more amazing. <br><br>Suddenly her fathers hand left her hip and slammed against her throat pulling her back hard against him her body pressed back against him hard so she was forced to look up at her sexy rippling mother. She groaned a deeply pleasured grin spreading across her face as he fucked her like she had never been before. "oh fuck!!...d...daddy!!!"she said before her ability to speak was lost. Then out of nowhere two more of her fathers appeared one below her slamming an equally massive cock into her pussy while one slammed down her throat. She groaned loudly swallowing it in and milking it like her ass was her throat tight...tighter then that cock should have been able to fit into. She whimpered and groaned cumming almost instantly into the father under her while her breasts teasingly bounced up and down across his chest the nipples teasing his muscular chest. Lucy was stupified...she couldn't think only feel those bodies those cocks inside her pounding so deeply into places she didn't even know she had making her feel so much at once her hair was going static until it when white...pure white shining in pleasure pulsing with light in ripples back and forth as the orchestra of hips played music in her body.<br><br><br>She couldn't understand why her mom was begging for it to stop...she loved it!!! It was amazing! She moaned and groaned like she never had loud enough to let many guards outside hear and start join in some with eachother others flying solo. The two i'm the tent with them started up again the Futa pointing into the femboys throat trying to match the speed and style of the lord like a stay at home mom learning to cook from the TV. Lucy groaned louder sucking and gulping on it so others could visibly see the waves going down the big bulge in her throat. She had long lost count of the now very full and real organs rippling through her so that there where now sticky stands of pulverized cum connecting her ass to his balls and hips from her gushing pussy white painting his cock and hair in a fine film of it. Then suddenly he orgasmed. She groaned but was cut off her eyes wide as she gulped loudly. She drank it down her tummy bulging sightly more then it was already as she was pumped full until his pistoning cocks spurted and splashed the slaps now very wet as the cum gushed out. Lucy was in ecstasy and her eyes were fluttering her breath fast and shallow as age enjoyed the pleasure knowing if he came again she might not make it.......and she didn't want to. The slut was learning and being fed...and she was loving it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 14:24:33</strong>
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				Krathen's eyes pulsed with lust as he ravished the two most fuck-able women in his life, screwing them hard and fast in every orifice. His consort's healing ability, while quite useful in bed, was not actually necessary here, for as rough and intense as he was being, all three of the copies currently fucking her were still just illusions, and could not inflict any physical harm. However, that would not save her from passing out from exhaustion if he continued the way he was. Her words seemed to fall on deaf ears as he continued to fuck both demonesses with the speed and force of a jackhammer, yet still with the same ungodly skill he always displayed.<br><br>However, luckily (or unluckily depending on your point of view), something else caught Krathen's attention, and he regained enough of his composure to recognize and rectify his own loss of control, but not before nailing his family for a good ten minutes longer and pumping them to the brim with his seed one more time. Then finally, reluctantly, Krathen pulled free from his consort and daughter, letting them slump to the ground now that he no longer supported them. Something was wrong... He smiled down at his daughter, enjoying the blissful expression on her face, leaning down to pull her into a deep kiss. He then turned to his consort and did the same, whispering a soft apology in her ear. "Sorry my dear, don't know what came over me." he purred, though he didn't sound all that sorry.<br><br>Krathen then stood up, his attention finally focusing on what had snapped him out of his trance in the first place. He snapped his fingers, and a messenger that had been waiting outside, fingering herself deeply stepped into the tent, her cunt still dripping fluid. "Give your report." Krathen commanded, fairly confident that he already knew what she was about to say. The messenger cleared her throat, obviously quite nervous, as any demon would be when delivering bad news to the Demon Lord. "My lord, while the city is now secure, I am afraid that General Shizuru has... departed. She left with many high ranking officials under her command, declaring themselves free from your rule, and apparently heading for the Principalities." the messenger winced, anticipating the Demon Lord's wrath, only to have him fondly ruffle her hair. "Very good, thank you for the message."<br><br>Krathen had been expecting something like this for some time, though the timing was a bit inconvenient. But still, Krathen always had another plan. He then gave the messenger his trademark smile, almost causing her to cream herself right where she stood. "Take a message. I want you to get in contact with the Deceiver. Tell him that he is long overdue for a promotion." The messenger's eyes widened in terror. Nehar'Ghul, the Deceiver of Kings, was the sort of demon that gave other demons nightmares. The only demon more feared than the Shapeshifter was of course the Demon Lord himself, and even then, most demons were not old enough to remember how terrifying Krathen had been long ago. Nehar'Ghul on the other hand, was spawned back when the Lord of Desire was only a few thousands years of age, and could remember Krathen as he had been in old times, which was probably the main reason why the Deceiver actually accepted Krathen's authority. Suffice to say, Krathen had... mellowed with age. Back in their time, he had been a true monster. Krathen gave the messenger a small royal seal, which greatly reassured her: even the Deceiver would balk at devouring the Demon Lord's royal messenger. She then made a respectful bow, and vanished, off to deliver her message. Krathen smiled as he looked over his new city. Shizuru's loss was unfortunate, but nothing he was not prepared for.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 15:11:00</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Chapter Two</strong></div><br>Our story now continues one week after the battle of Outlook. The demon army has now reinforced the city and the surrounding area, forming a strong foothold on the edge of Zenith, the area around the city now succumbing to corruption like the Heart of Sin. With such a strong hold on the area, the demons can now afford to turn their attention elsewhere, and are now engaging the elven forces of the Wood at their southern border. A few outlying settlements fell very quickly, clearly not prepared for an attack of this magnitude, and not able to hold out long enough for the champions to arrive. As such, The demons have developed a base of operations what remains of the small rooftop city of Arene, the populace of which has been enslaved and forced to help the demons expand their city into a fitting stronghold.<br><br>About ten miles north-east of Arene is the city of Sequen, a prosperous town known for having fairly good relations with Zenith to the west, and a center for commerce between the humans and elves. Almost twenty percent of the city's population is human, the rest elven, making it actually one of the more diverse cities in the Wood. However, of perhaps particular interest, Sequen is the birthplace and hometown of Queen Alexandria, where she was once simply a lieutenant of the watch, never needing to deal with more than petty crime or the rare bandit attack, both of which were easily put down. Now Sequen is where the mortal army is camped, preparing to do battle with the demons.<br><br>Between Arene and Sequen lie three distinct regions. The central lane, located in a straight line directly between the two elven cities is the location of the Whispering Tower, a massive tree that has been hollowed out and atop which rests a powerful enchanted jewel. The Whispering Tower is named as such because it allows for instant communication to anyone within ten miles, making organizing a military operation far easier. Unfortunately, the Tower is also located in what is likely the easiest terrain of the three regions, with far less overgrowth than deeper parts of the Wood. This means that travel too and from the Tower is fairly easy for both sides, and while the elves currently control the Tower, they can be certain that it is one of the demons' targets.<br><br>The upper region, to the north of Arene and west of Sequen is known as the Crescent, a region of incredibly lush and fertile forrest, where most of the food supplies for both Arene and Sequen came from. It is also far more difficult terrain with roots and vines hampering the movement of anyone other than those who are familiar with it (such as the elven troops that make up thirty to forty percent of the mortal army stationed in Sequen) or those can fly (such as about half the demon army, though even they will not be able to move quite as fast as they normally do due to the impaired visibility). Holding the Crescent would prove challenging for either side, as the dense vegetation makes guerrilla warfare simple, and makes area denial almost impossible. Still, it is a key area, and well suited for launching surprise attacks.<br><br>The lower region, to the east of Arene and south of Sequen is known only as the Root. While the Wood is the elves home, there are places within it into which even they do not venture, and the Root is one such place. The Root is a dark, grim area of the forrest, where nature is at its most brutal. No where else is survival of the fittest such a clear and vicious law. The animals of the Root have evolved to live in a state of constant hunger, as their is very little food to go around, and they will attack almost anything that moves. Add to this the fact that the Root is another magical hotspot, and many of the animals are far larger or more dangerous than common breeds. Dire animals are everywhere, and some have even developed magical powers, such as the rare and feared basilisk, a serpent that can paralyze anyone who meets its gaze. Only champions and felguard would be safe within the Root, as the predators within seem to have enough sense not to attack such dangerous foes, but any common soldier who sets foot within will likely never leave.<br><br>The battleground is prepared, the armies are in place. The mortal troops are led by those who know this area well, and so have something of a home-field advantage, but the demons (as almost always seems to be the case) have the advantage of numbers. This is a battle that will not be fought all at once like the siege of Outlook, it will likely progress in stages, as short battles are fought in key areas with downtime in-between each skirmish. The sides are drawn, so let the conflict begin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 15:24:58</strong>
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				Krathen was currently lounging in the building that had once housed Arene's city council, which had now been converted into his command center for the coming battle. He was casually looking over a large map of the area that was spread out on the table, as between his legs knelt a young elven girl, who couldn't have been more than a century old, barely an adult by elven standards, his huge cock buried snugly in her esophagus. The girl's beautiful face was streaked with tears, her arms tied behind her back, coughing up saliva as she choked and gagged on the demon lord's massive prick, which had the side effect of further lubricating his manhood. Krathen had a firm grip on the back of the elven maiden's hair, with which he was tugging her head back and forth, giving the girl a proper throat-fuck. The Lord of Desire had also weaved a minor illusion over his captive, converting her throat into an erogenous zone, so that every few thrusts she would spasm and her pussy would spray fem-cum, further enlarging the puddle between her legs.<br><br>The Demon Lord was silent as he surveyed the map, keeping his thoughts to himself. There were certainly more options this time around, and it would be interesting to see how the mortals fared in such an environment. With a pleased sigh, the Father of Demons now yanked his gently sobbing cock-sheathe all the way down to the hilt of his cock, his balls tapping against her chin as she gagged audibly, muffled whimpers escaping her as she climaxed yet again and he force-fed her his seed. Once his orgasm had concluded, Krathen merely pulled his cock free of the elven girl's mouth and let her crumple to the floor, the glazed, blank look in her eyes as she coughed and gasped for air belying just how thoroughly broken and conquered she was. He smirked, looking at the small depiction of Sequen on the map. Soon the inhabitants of that city would be equally defeated, and perhaps if he was lucky, he would have the opportunity to do the same to some of the champions, or even their mighty Queen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 15:56:08</strong>
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				Fiona had spent a great deal of time over the week tending to the wounded of the armies and border skirmishers, it wasn't that she wasn't interested in the war talks and strategies, it's just that she felt like she could do more good here, it was also the first time in a while she was able to get a proper wash, the musky smell of travel had faded a great deal and she felt feminine again for the first time in weeks. She even has been given a nickname by the soldiers she tended too and it seemed to spread like wildfire, "Hey the hazel healer" She heard so often, mostly due to her optimism during these dark times, Fiona never stopped believing they could fight back and defeat the demon hordes and bring the nature back into balance, or it might just be she was rather partial to Hazel scented soaps.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wargtass</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 16:29:32</strong>
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				"<strong>It is good to see your desires are still as strong, my Lord...</strong>"<br><br>The crow which had sat in the crowned chandelier with its many prisms laughed terribly as it fell convulsing to the floor, writhing and contorting in impossible ways as it began to reform. The elven girl looked on in horror, unable to look away and unable to scream as the shadows unwrapped from the small bird, skin erupting in vicious fluid as scales burst from between the feathers, boiling sores giving way for something much larger and more vile. Birthed from the small crow was the terrible form of the Hellserpent, Nehar'Ghul the Shapeshifter, the incredibly large fiery snake filling up much of the void that the room had to offer, its sickly white scales burning from within with a mix of fire and the disgusting ooze of the Charnel Pits. It smiled wickedly and inclined its head to its lord, eyeing the elven girl with hunger, which made her once more yearn for the now seemingly protective cock of the Demon Lord.<br><br>"<strong>I congratulate you to your victories, my Lord. Be it that Shizuru were here I would have congratulated her... personally for hers.</strong>"<br><br>I slithered around the throne of its master until its coils had created a literal wall of scales around them. It dipped its head into their little fortress, looking over the maps while a wet black tongue started to explore and tug at the elven girl who whimpered and gripped the Demon Lord's thighs so that she would not be taken away from him by the horrifying creature.<br><br>"<strong>The Wood. Very ambitious, Krathen. As your Vizier I must afford you to exercise caution. The elves and men have many boons in this land. Of course, I have already spread my influence and corruption in that city, so once we reach it the populace should be easy to... coerce into servitude. And while our enemies are prepared, they have left us a great weak point...</strong>"<br><br>The tip of the serpent's tail dipped down and gathered some bloodied ink before crossing over the lush forests of the Crescent on the map. Its tongue still played with the elven maid, searching for dark places to slip into.<br><br>"<strong>Burn the Crescent and let them starve. The Whispering Tower can wait...</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 16:44:58</strong>
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				Meanwhile, in Sequen, Alexandra was leaning over a similar map, a fierce scowl on her face.&nbsp; She shook her head, rubbing at her forehead with one hand as she listened to two of her generals bickering, before she finally spoke.&nbsp; "Both of you shut up, or get out of my war room."&nbsp; Her voice was harsh, ragged.&nbsp; She'd been running on little to no sleep trying to put this together, and anyone in the room could tell by the redness of her eyes, the bags beneath them.<br><br>But she never seemed to slow down, drawing on a near inexhaustible - or so it seemed - reservoir of energy.&nbsp; "While the Tower is a key point, I won't commit as much as you are asking to its defense.&nbsp; What need does a demon army, with warriors on the wing, need of a tower like that?&nbsp; I will not yield it unfought, but I will not have the bulk of our force stationed there.&nbsp; To do so would be folly."<br><br>She shook her head, pushing two blue icons forward into the Crescent.&nbsp; "If our food supplies go, we go.&nbsp; We have to defend the fertile land.&nbsp; We lose that, and that's a massive blast to morale.&nbsp; Many of the men and women may just give up if the Crescent falls."&nbsp; She gestured at another two on the center of the map, pushing one over to the Crescent.&nbsp; "Take the wings over to the Crescent.&nbsp; If they're needed, they can get back to the Tower easily enough, but it's one of those groups that can be anywhere they are needed."<br><br>She pointed at the last two stones, the ones to the south of Sequen, but north of the Root and well out of the red highlighted danger zone.&nbsp; "Leave the fifth and sixth battalions where they are.&nbsp; Do NOT move them forward.&nbsp; I won't risk losing men to the predators of the Root, not when I can just hold them back to deal with the stragglers that manage to get through the Root toward Sequen."<br><br>She glanced at Jurai, and at the elven general near her elbow.&nbsp; "Can either of you come up with any other suggestions, things I might have missed?" she asked, her voice cracking slightly at the end, causing one of the eight Wild Runners to step forward with a flagon of water.&nbsp; She inclined her head slightly and sipped at it.<br><br>(((If there is an Elf Champion, that general would be you, and if not, feel free to take the general, Zana.)))
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 17:18:51</strong>
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				Krathen looked up with a smile as his new general arrived. "Nehar'Ghul, I had a feeling that was you... crows aren't exactly native to this area." he said with a playful smirk. "And yes, my desires are as strong as ever, I'm not getting <em>that</em> old, my friend." he replied with a smile, glad to see his oldest friend. He waved his hand dismissively at the mention of Shizuru. "She made her choice, and did a good job while she served as my general. I will not forget about her, but for the time being, we have bigger concerns."<br><br>As the Deceived spoke and drew on the map, Krathen casually lifted the elven girl up by her hair, bending her over the table and jamming his huge cock up her ass, eliciting a small cry of pain from her, which was quickly replaced by moans of ecstasy as the Lord of Desire began to absentmindedly screw her anus, her eyes rolling back into her skull and her tongue hanging loosely from her lips as she was fucked for the fourth time that day, too tired to even protest. "And you call me ambitious... The Crescent is indeed a vulnerable point, but unfortunately losing it would hurt us as well. We have enough food stores to outlast Sequen, but not enough for the full campaign... Mortals are not the only ones who need to eat, and while burning the Crescent would certainly win us this battle, I fear it would cost us more in the long-term... After all, if we continue to push further into the Wood, maintaining supply lines back to the Heart of Sin will grow more and more difficult, and we may have to find our own provisions, or take them from the settlements we overcome..." he mused, the helpless moans and whimpers of pleasure from the elf girl providing suitable ambience for the Demon Lord to think clearly. "As tempting as a target as the Crescent might be, I fear we can not afford to put it to the torch, and thankfully, neither can they, even if our victory were assured, the Crescent provides food for too many people for them to destroy it."<br><br>"However..." Krathen added with a smile. "They don't necessarily know that we need the Crescent as much as they do... after all, many of us can sustain ourselves other ways... Lust demons like myself need only warm bodies with which to fornicate in order to survive... So we would be well served to make an attempt to burn the Crescent, forcing them to commit forces there to stop us. Even if they figure out that we do not desire the Crescent's destruction, our forces can damage the portions of the grove nearest their city, forcing them to stray farther from their precious walls to acquire new provisions, and making it easier for us to cut off their access to food." he said with a smirk, still casually violating his captive. "This will leave the majority of our force free to focus elsewhere: The Whispering Tower. Our messengers are already quite fast, so seizing the tower will be only a small gain for us, but it will be a major loss for them, as they will have to rely on messages carried on foot to coordinate across such a vast area. This will give us an advantage. What I want your thoughts on Nehar'Ghul," he added, pointing to the lower portion of the map as he stuffed the elf girl to the brim with his cock, "is the Root. Currently, the Root is something of the unknown quantity in this battle... only our strongest soldiers can safely enter it, and the same goes for them... Tell me, do you think it is worth it to send any of the Felguard into those woods? Perhaps to flank our enemy, hit their back ranks and disrupt their command?" he asked, curious as to his new general's analysis.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 17:21:22</strong>
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				It didn't take long until a grumpy general walked by, muttering something about the queen and how she shouldn't bend to ask help from orcs, although the general himself was too far away from her for her to confront directly, what Fiona could do was head towards the war room, Jurai was there and if there was still some dissent amongst the ranks because of the orc presence, Jurai and the queen should be notified of it.<br><br>While walking through Fiona took a mental note of the forces available to them, the terrain available and any fortifications if any were available. The skin, the bone, the entirity of the body that was the wood, and what it needed for sustainance, but then that's just how Fiona saw the demon invasion, a bacteria, an infestion on the world, and the moral army was the antibodies, she did note how the demons moved like an infection does, striking at the weak tissue to create a greater infection. Sighing she knew this body was losing but the body can be at the point of death just as the tables turn. This would be the same, she would make it happen if she had too. Although she was certainly nervous, finnaly reaching the war room, she timidly knocked "I'm Fiona St.Claire, may I enter?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 17:34:01</strong>
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				Jurai had been mostly quiet during the strategy council thus far, deep in thought. He too had not slept in days, yet such things had never hampered him before, and he showed no signs of weariness. He spoke up only when Alexandria asked for his opinion. "The Crescent is too wide an area for us to protect all of it, and too overgrown for a large force to be effective, in such tight quarters, large groups of soldiers will only get in each other's way. I would recommend instead placing a small force of the soldiers who know the area best there, have them set up traps and ambushes in the portions of the Crescent nearest us." he indicated, tracing with his finger the area of which he spoke. <br><br>"Cutting off our supplies would indeed be high on the demon's priorities, so using the terrain to our best advantage would work well. We can harass them if they advance through the Crescent, lead them into ambushes. I also recommend sending advance scouts far into the Crescent and far past the Tower. As long as we hold that Tower, our scouts can immediately inform of us of the numbers they commit to any particular theatre of war." he advised. "Using that information, we will be better prepared to deploy our own forces accordingly."<br><br>At the sound of Fiona's voice, Jurai looked up and nodded to the Queen. "I vouch for Fiona St. Claire, she was invaluable in the defense of Outlook." he said, mainly to reassure the other war leaders in the room, though he knew his word would mean far more to Alexandria than the other elves present, who still felt a bit uneasy about his presence, even if they recognized the necessity of it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wargtass</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 17:40:05</strong>
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				The serpent's eyes widened as it closed its coils around the two at the table, shutting out all light but that which emanated from between the Deceiver's scales, gloomy and warm, yet sick and barren. Its long tongue wrapped around the elven bitch's waist and helped its Lord to thrust deeper while the tip searched up the girls neck and down her throat, gently slipping down to taste the powerful seed that had just moments ago been emptied&nbsp; there.<br><br>"<strong>One does not need to cultivate wood and scrub to get food my Lord. There are plenty of humans and elves in these lands. Enough to feed a remorseless army like your own for a very long campaign indeed... but I see the wisdom in your words. Perhaps it would be good to remind the mortals how preciously vulnerable their food supplies are. Yes, set fire to the closest edge, from the walls it will look as if the whole Crescent burns, that should cause enough panic to rattle the people of the city... And with such panic we will have enough time to stand at the city walls before they even realize their precious forest is naught but singed on the edge.</strong>"<br><br>As it looked upon the root its eyes narrowed and a cunning smile curved its lipless mouth.<br><br>"<strong>The Root. Ancient magic lies there beneath its thick trunks and crowns. Ancient secrets as well. Powerful secrets. The monsters are of less concern to us and the flank is but one of a large numbers. But the power that lies in this font would be able to feed one of the secrets that I learned from beneath the Charnel Pits. With such a boon we could raise an army of knitted bone and rancid flesh from their fallen numbers which could sustain itself without the Crescent. One to overrun the Kingdoms beyond so that they are weak and ripe for the taking once we are done with wretched Sequen...</strong>"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 17:54:17</strong>
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				Alexa nodded, peering at the map intently for several moments.&nbsp; She was deep in her study, the chatter of the other generals and Champions around her picking up, when Fiona spoke.&nbsp; Two of the Wild Runners stepped over, barring her way until Alexa raised a hand to them.&nbsp; "You vouch for her trustworthiness, that is good enough in my eyes.&nbsp; The prophets and seers would not have chosen disloyal champions for the one they say is the only hope for this land."&nbsp; She turned slightly, looking over at the entryway.&nbsp; "She may enter.&nbsp; You need not fear child.&nbsp; All my brothers and sisters are welcome here, no matter the race they call kin.&nbsp; We are ALL kin now, whether we will it or no."<br><br>She turned back to Jurai for a moment.&nbsp; "That seems like a decent plan.&nbsp; I would like you to detail one of the squads that came out of Outlook with you, divide them into eight groups.&nbsp; I want regular sweeps done.&nbsp; In addition, there is a special task I would like you to perform.&nbsp; But I'll get to that in a moment," she said.<br><br>As she turned to face Fiona, a grumble could be heard from one of the other generals.&nbsp; "Mi'lady, this is a war chamber, not a nursery.&nbsp; Send this child away and--"<br><br>Alexa rounded on him, her eyes lighting from within.&nbsp; "That is enough, General.&nbsp; We fight together.&nbsp; As such, I will take any observations that ANY of my people, of this land's people, might have to offer.&nbsp; And you will remember your place.&nbsp; Unless you choose to say that the seers were wrong?"&nbsp; She paused a moment, and then smiled.&nbsp; "Thank you."&nbsp; She turned back.&nbsp; "Come closer, child.&nbsp; As I said, you've nothing to fear here.&nbsp; What brought you this deep into the keep?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 18:14:21</strong>
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				Krathen shook his head at his general's solution to the problem of food. "A temporary solution... malnourished mortals have rather poor nutritional value, if we deprive them of their source of food, they themselves won't be much more nourishing. Besides, they make far better slaves than provisions, and once we are done with them, we can let them go, at which point they become refugees, more mouths for the mortals to feed. Why use them as simple food stores when we can instead use them to drain the stores of our foes?" he replied, still stuffing the helpless elf girl to the brim with his shaft, her quiet gurgles as Nehar'Ghul's tongue worked its way down her throat amusing him.<br><br>At the Deceiver's mention of the Root, Krathen paused and thought for a moment. "Yes... there is indeed a vast well of magic in the Root, one that could be tapped to perform an impressive ritual. Essentially, any magic user could tap into the leylines found their to project there magic on a much larger scale than normal... our resident necromancer could raise an army from the dead that have fallen there, I myself could cast an illusion over massive swaths of our foes... But unfortunately it works both ways... If the mortals send some of their own champions there, they could accomplish similar feats of arcane mastery... Either way, it would require a lengthy ritual to tap into the magic found there, one that can not be accomplished while in battle. We must send at least one of our felguard or one of us there to ensure the mortals do not make use of the magic found there, and to make use of it themselves should the mortals ignore the Root." he commented, finally reaching orgasm and pumping his current cock-sleeve full of cum.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 18:16:42</strong>
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				Fiona bowed respectfully towards the queen, the general to the side was expected by the young girl, it figured something like this would happen but Fiona tried her best to not let it rattle her. "Your Highness I wish to air some of my finding's during my time at the camp tending the wounded. She paused for a miniute, thinking how she could best word this. "Although I do not with to go as far as to say there is turmoil with the ranks, but it appear's those that have been posted on regular patrols to the south have something... Malevolent about them, it is not due to the soldiers in question, but I am concerned that there may be a corruptive entity to the south, the soldiers are markedly more agressive and confrontational than all others, when I attempt to heal them of their wounds, it's as if theres a... Melacholy in them, I fear that the demons are attempting to spread dissodants within our ranks so they do not need fight us at all. I cannot say that whatever this is, but it may potentially be contagious and I feel we should be more wary of our southern patrols."<br><br>Then for one miniute, Fiona went silent, looking towards the map, and towards the teaching of Geography that her grandmother taught her, she believed that the world was like a body and should be treated and observed just the same. "If I may be so bold your highness, have you considered the potential of using the earth itself to delay the demons? If you look at the western river, this strip of land has been receding and has been particularly suseptible to flooding over the years, it was something we was taught in our class. It has all the traits of a underground river, joining at the spring here... " She steped forward meekly to point on the map. "Think of it like a blood vein going from the heart to the ones at the wrist. We could use that cave formed by the river to bypass the outlook and attack the demons supply trains on the far side... I mean you don't have too, it's just a thought.."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 18:39:49</strong>
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				As the Queen spoke of accepting the help of anyone who offered it, an unfamiliar voice could suddenly be heard from the other side of the war room. "I am glad to hear that the last hope for our world is so openminded." As many startled heads in the room turned to look, a bird that had just landed on the windowsill now shifted into the form of a gorgeous, half-naked woman with fox ears and nine long silky tails. Many of the elves in the room stood up and put their hands to their weapons, even Jurai instinctively went for his sword at this uninvited guest. Still, he was more cautious than the others, and did not actively draw his weapon yet.<br><br>Feena put up her hands. "Peace, I mean you no harm, I am known as Feena Oboro, a spirit of nature seeking to defend her home. I come bearing two key pieces of information. First, the beautiful young girl over there speaks the truth, there is indeed an underground passage to the far side of the demon encampment, I have investigated it myself, and no demons seem to have discovered it yet. It is your choice if you think it worthwhile to commit any of your forces there."<br><br>"My other piece of information is of a far more worrying nature. As you know, the Root is a very dangerous and magical place, a hotbed of mana. With the proper ritual, any magic user could expand their powers to temporarily increase the scale of their power dramatically. And while this represents a great opportunity for you, it is also a great risk, as I fear the demons will likely know of geomantic energy stored there as well, and may attempt a ritual of their own."<br><br>None of the soldiers had stowed their weapons yet, but neither had they attacked Feena. One of the Queen's advisors now spoke up. "My lady, if this woman is indeed Feena Oboro, she is the trickster spirit whom Prince Vaskal of the Principalities has standing kill-on-sight orders for. I know our current policy is to accept anyone and everyone, which I agree with, but be warned that allying with her may cause some political backlash from the Principalities."<br><br>Feena, hearing what the advisor had said, scoffed. "That stubborn man... he acts like I raped his daughters or something, all seven of them were quite willing, and all of them have been quite happy to see me when I came back to visit." she replied matter-of-factly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 22:48:00</strong>
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				Anastasia awoke from her deep slumber, her body slowly arising from the mass of flowers in which she slept. Her tent was unique, it was made entirely of plants, making an almost fortress like abode for her. As she awoke, the hundreds of roses and other flowers around her thorny home opened as if to signal her awakening. As she arose vines began to twirl around her body as they dressed her, she wore her usual clothing. She elegantly left her tent, her inhumanly perfect stride catching the eyes of all she passed. She was accompanied by her 2 favorite guards, they were both her plant creatures. One was a male plant whose 'hair' was made of rose petals, making him look like a redhead. His name was Raphael, and his skin was near human except for its few veins which showed he was plant like. Her other guard jasper had silver colored 'hair', and his skin was of a very faint green tint. They approached krathens current quarters, his aura causing her guards to become erect. She herself now seemed completely unfazed by it, though it did effect her physically as it would all, it didn't effect her like it did when she last spoke to him. She had been resting, absorbing in his aura and building up a sort of resistance to it so she wouldn't be embarrassed in his presence again. Unless he focused it on her she would be able to act like it had zero effect on her. Though it still did make her horny, she walked in on krathen and what appeared to be a giant snake. "Hello, my lord. I've awakened, after a week of slumber. I've come to learn about what we are to do next, I hope this isn't a bad time." She spoke with her usual charasmatic grace, her 2 closest body guards stood at attention as if statues. Anastasia just simply glided over to her lord leaving her guards at the entrance, she was curious as to who this serpent was.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 01:19:37</strong>
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				Lucy had awoken in a tent alone a few days after the fucking had finally ended. She felt amazing and throughly fucked. Though now that itch was just a but stronger then usual since she was sure her father had only set up one or two guards to fuck her in her sleep daily...such a pity.&nbsp; He could have just set her in the guard tent and let her be passed around constantly. However she did have a few splashed of dried cum across her body and that needed to be taken care of. She snapped and the two guards from before entered "good you remembered who owns you"she said smiling rather pleased at the big Futa and boy. "come and clean me and you can go ahead and have a turn in which ever hole you prefer baby"she said to the boy and Futa. The boy got a cloth and water and cleaned her as she lounged on the cot. The Futa leaned down and began to lick her neck and breasts clean. She moaned and enjoyed their ministrations letting each have a turn in her ass and then let the boy fuck her mouth woke the Futa took her pussy. "good girls.... Your now promoted to my personal guard and you my sexy Futa Girl are now a lieutenant...I'll be gone for a few days so make yourselves at home... Oh!! Each of you go pick out a slave from the new elves we must have captured. I was going to but you two go treat yourselves while i'm away."she said while fingering each of their asses during the after sex cuddle session. <br><br>Lucy left the tent going to the armory and fitting herself back into her golden ring and chain outfit that currently left nothing to the imagination.....to the degree that it actually instilled new fantasies then there was before. She yawned and stretched walking to the war room set up in one of the large taverns in outlook. The colonels, captains and such all bowed and gave her smokes even though her aura was having a nice effect on even the oldest of them. She giggled"get out of here...I want the room and you should all go enjoy... EACH OTHERS company for the next hour. "she said caring little if some might have been straight per say. She listened as they all shuffled off to the inn next door and the orgy began. She loved doing things like that...it made her all...bubbly inside. <br><br>She moved forward now to the large map table where things were set up plain as day. She had been planning much more then a simple trip to cheer up the troops when she snuck out from the heart of sin. She wanted.... No needed to prove herself. Not just to her father who used her like any other slut but to her mother...and the other leaders. They all had gotten a hit or two along the road but none of them respected her... No one would give her a chance....no one loved her. She wanted someone to love her and on demon culture there had to be respect for there to be love. No one respected a slut...no one. A small tear ran down her cheek and splashed softly on the dry parchment almost instantly being absorbed and having a dark spot. Her hair chanted then Fromm its usual pink and reds to a dark blue...but but a vibrant one a faded almost grayish blue. She sighed and sniffed wiping her tears away as she got to work. She began planning her route straight to the heart of one if the nearest enemy camps. She would spy and bring back such knowledge and maybe even relics that they would praise her as a hero! Then her father would be proud and give her real authority...then her mother wouldn't ignore her and her ideas...then someone would love her. <br><br>She sniffed again and without even so much as a second thought she shifted into a raven a dark dark black with a blue sheen her claws and beak the same shade of sad gray blue as her hair had been. She hoped top the window and took off her mighty wings carrying the large bird up into the sky and off into the clouds. After a few hours of flight she sighed knowing it would take forever as this bird to get to sequen.. She shifted into her normal form landing somewhere in the woods of the crescent. She looked around pondering her trail moving to stroke her own pussy as she thought. After a few minutes she giggled and snapped. She shifted into an incorporeal a creature from hell that could shift its scripture to become immaterial. Usually they were just silly pests waking through walls of bedrooms to watch sex and things but she knew that as even the smallest of incorporeal beings she could ride the ley lines. Ancient lines of power that crisscross the world. Some say its the old roads of the original gods before the underworld was created...some believe then to be actual veins of the planet circulating magic through it. Who knows ask she knew that it was extremely dangerous and could possibly kill her..or get her lost or maybe just maybe allow her to travel the distance she needed to in just a few hours or less. She took a deep breath and shifted immediately sinking into the ground deeper and deeper until she hit one of these lines. The energy was immense and she screamed at the sensation but she was already moving at a speed she had not even dreamed possible. Imagine bein tossed around in rapids... Okay not so bad. Now make those rapids move you at 1,000 miles per hour.... Okay worse... Now imagine those rapids where really hot.... Like a spa you jump into on a cold night but was accidentally set ten degrees to high.... Finally blind yourself put your head in a vice. This is somewhere near the sensation of being sped away in a ley line. After only twenty minutes she couldn't take it anymore and desperately tried to move her immaterial body out of the speeding line of energy. The pain was growing and she knew if she didn't get out soon she would be torn apart. <br><br>Suddenly she shot out of the ground like a cannon flying a good ten feet into the air before landing on her ass back in her normal form. She whimpered and held her head still dizzy and spinning from the trip. She would never....ever do that again...more she knew why no one was allowed back in the under world. She rested there on the ground for another ten minutes before she even got the courage to try and stand up. When she did she gasped....she was right on the edge of the crescent and the city of sequen was huge and daunting before her. She gulped and quickly shifted into the form of a young elf male spry and lithe with golden hair and fine clothes. She saw a group of similar men&nbsp; laughing as they moved their carts full of harvest out of the tree line only about 50 feet away. She grinned finding her luck almost to much to believe as she ran out waving them down. The persona of a young elf worker was an easy one to adopt as she hoped on the cart and rode it right through the city gate completely sure no one knew she was there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 01:40:51</strong>
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				"That will be all."&nbsp; Kallysta purred as her messenger relayed the details of her consort's activities and movements for the past few days.&nbsp; "The Deceiver..." Her silver eyes narrowed and she let her thoughts just drift off.. She mostly let Krathen play his war games and kept the palace and new slaves in perfect order but it was also nice to know what was going on, without stepping on his toes and asking questions...&nbsp; She knew better than to be the pesky, nagging woman at his side and this seemed to be the best way for her to help him from behind the scenes and smooth things out as he went along doing his work.&nbsp; The messenger was, of course, one of Krathen's brood from another consort - as he had many - so she didn't feel bad for the abuse she inflicted upon the lesser demon.&nbsp; Not that Kallysta did feel much pity for those that didn't show promise - like Krathen, she too showed favorites and only paid attention to those that showed promise.<br><br>Speaking of which... "Where's Lucy," she snapped to another messenger as soon as the first one left with the day's updates.&nbsp; As cold as she seemed to the younger demoness at time, she had to admit that Lucy was one of the brood that definitely showed promise and she wouldn't tell the girl but Lucy was proving to be her favorite.&nbsp; There was a slight commotion in the household as Lucy's newly promoted guards were pushed in front of Kallysta by her own trusted people.&nbsp; Her silver eyes flashed in her anger at her daughter putting herself at risk, for what?&nbsp; To prove herself worthy?&nbsp; There were other ways to do that for Krathen and that was something that Kallysta would surely teach Lucy once she found her.&nbsp; <br><br>Kallysta made her displeasure obvious as the energy around her shimmered with her rage.&nbsp; It wasn't enough to hurt any of the nearby demons but it was enough to make them fear her even more - something she didn't mind in the least and felt kept the status quo.&nbsp; "Find her."&nbsp; She gritted her teeth.&nbsp; Her maids scrambled to her dresser to find her appropriate clothing so that she may meet with her lover - this time a sheer curve hugging top with small metal clasps that barely held it in place at her shoulders, giving the fabric a rather plunging neckline, as well as skintight leather pants to better show off her ass and toned thighs.&nbsp; Krathen would likely not be pleased when he found out what their daughter did and Kallysta intended to use whatever power she had to convince him to negotiate for her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 03:31:12</strong>
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				Krathen looked up from his sex toy, tossing her aside as Anastasia walked into the room. He smirked at her words, chuckling lightly. "Arriving late to the battle of Outlook and then hibernating for a week. Be careful Anastasia, lest you acquire a reputation as a slacker." he teased playfully. As Anastasia walked into the room, she would quickly realize that 'building up an immunity' to his aura was impossible. Learning to maintain one's composure under the effects of his lust-inducing aura was one thing, but it was impossible to reduce the effectiveness of it, and thanks to the time he had spent nailing the elven girl now lying drooling on the floor, the war room was practically saturated with his lust. "Well, now that you are awake, you may as well make yourself useful. We were just discussing our plan of action for the coming battle."<br><br>Krathen then turned to Nehar'Ghul. "I don't believe the two of you have met, but I'm sure you have probably heard of Nehar'Ghul, the Deceiver of Kings. He is my new general, a promotion that has been long overdue. My old friend, this is Anastasia, one of the few fey to join our cause, and an accomplished necromancer. I'm sure the two of you will get along quite nicely." he purred, eyeing the gorgeous fairy lustfully, his aura now slowly beginning to concentrate on her. As enjoyable as the elven bitch had been, she was not nearly as enticing as the supple creature Krathen's eyes now fixed upon. When last he had caught sight of Anastasia, the Demon Lord had his consort and daughter to attend to. Now that there was nothing to distract him, she would find his attentions slowly harder to bear, as his aura continued to slowly focus on her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 10:01:42</strong>
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				"Slacker, perish the thought. I can't help it if I like to lounge around, besides. I need to keep my strength up don't I?" She said in her naturally seductive tone, though she had a bit of a teasing ring to her tone. She sat on the table infront of them, her right index finger circling the root. "I suggest we look into gaining whatever magic is in there, it would be important we obtain it before the humans. Plus deadly forests can be fun, especially when your like me." She looked over to the snake, after about a minute of thinking she came to her conclusion. "Nope never heard of him, though that's quite an amazing title. And now your general, how interesting. I think I'll keep you in mind Nehar'Ghul, the deceiver of kings." She was ignoring krathens aura, or atlast she tried to make it seem like she was. Though her hardening nipples told otherwise, she laid out on the table her clothes were a soft baby blue and white design that seemed to accentuate her relaxed state. She kept her self relaxed around krathen to prevent his aura from being as tasking to mask. She could feel his aura engulfing her slowly, it seemed as if it was becoming more prominent. "Tell me krathen, what kind of magic lies inside of the root, and what kind of ritual would we need to perform?" She was now laying on her side, her arm propping her head up. She looked directly at Nehar'Ghul, her back turned to krathen. She was hoping that looking at someone other than krathen would help her resist the urge to jump at krathen. Her cheeks were beginning to turn a bright pink as his aura began to take its toll on her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wargtass</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 14:06:47</strong>
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				The giant serpent watched his master throw the girl away and smiled as he turned his lustful attention towards the newly arrived fey. It was about to have its way with the girl, but was interrupted as the whole introduction part of things began. It inclined its head towards the fey, it could certainly imagine why Krathen kept her around. As she told the snake she never had heard of it, a chuckle grew out of its massive throat.<br><br>"<strong>Just the better, Anastasia. Only desperate men and mighty Demon Lords seek out my council. One because they are weak of mind and will, the other because he knew power and loyalty when he saw it, even though it slithered up from the Charnel Pits all those eons ago...</strong>"<br><br>There were no subtle hints of veiled lies, Nehar'Ghul truly meant what it said. The snake had ambitions, yes, but those were Krathen's ambitions. Now it slithered over to the young elven girl who managed a feeble scream as it picked her up in its powerful jaw and swallowed her whole, her terrified moans disappearing into the gullet of the beast until they were not heard anymore. It turned its head back towards the fey as she began asking about the Root.<br><br>"<strong>The magic contained there is ancient and has allowed the forest to become a rabid jungle. It is dangerous to go in there, what with all the beasts that have grown large and fat on its magical energies. But should one be able to go to the source, a ritual would become thousandfold in magnitude. Say if a Necromancer entered the Root and made it to the Source. She would be able to raise every dead that had ever entered it. And many have. Hundreds of thousands in ages past, whether they knew of the font or not, it draws mortals to it, promises them treasure and power. Then devour them.</strong>"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 14:52:24</strong>
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				Krathen smirked at Anastasia's reply. "Well, I suppose you do need to keep your strength up. Wouldn't want you to get too tired out." he purred, his voice clearly a bit sarcastic, but playfully so. All the while, Krathen's aura was still concentrating on the fairy girl, and now was also starting to increase in power. Unlike the last time he had done this to Anastasia when he had just been trying to make her uncomfortable, now Krathen was actively trying to make the fey girl lose control.<br><br>As Nehar'Ghul devoured the elven girl, Krathen sighed. "You know, you really ought to cut those out of your diet, their terrible for you." he joked, chuckling softly to himself. "Plus, now I don't have a toy to play with to help me focus." he added, immediately eyeing Anastasia with undisguised hunger. It seemed the Lord of Desire had officially set his sights on the gorgeous fey. "So my dear Anastasia, what do you say? Would you be interested?" As Krathen spoke, it was very ambiguous as to whether he was referring to what Nehar'Ghul had just been speaking about, the Root, or if he was offering Anastasia to take the elven girl's place as his current sex toy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hellis</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 18:50:49</strong>
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				”They have to be stopped!” The humany was quite fiesty. Quite the warrior. So many of the humans were to hotblooded for their own good. The elf, a oracle and a champion was far more collected. He had served on the frontlines for what felt like ages. Always using his ability to be one step ahead of the demons. Under his command, troops given to him by the general, he had managed to not only reclaim lost ground, but also deliver the demon a resolute defeat for once. But he knew better then to be cocky. There was much at stake, victories did not come easy or with the frequency one could wish for. So instead the Champion made sure every victory was well earned and that it made the most impact possible. At the moment however, he was not battling. He was arguing. Arguing with some of the Garrison Commanders about the impending demon army coming their way.<br><br>”Master. What have your mind seen?” One of them, a rather fairskinned lady spoke concerned. ”The Demons advance even as we speak. ”She was clearly the youngest of the ones gathered. And it was showing, she looked terrified. No doubt after hearing about what happened in outlook. Alas he had been to late.<br><br>”Rushing thing get us killed” He spoke in annoyance. Concentrating he let his minds eye wander, He saw the edges of the forest, tuned into a bloodbath as mortals and demons clashed. He saw champions fall on both sides. He saw the queen and her 8, ride into battle. It was not a pleasent sight, so much death. But also so much carnal desire. Truelly the heart of Sin warped his mind even as he was scrying from far away. He closed it, feeling a bit feint. <br><br>”shore up the defences along the eastern river. They aim to send a small force to plunder around that area.. That is al lfor now.” He muttered as he left, clutching his head. Had he looked to directly at the source of their horror. Was it really that strong, and how could they possibly fight something like that?
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 20:14:11</strong>
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				Anastasia wasn't surprised by the snake when it ate the elven girl, but she didn't like the little display. She now eyed the serpent, wondering what else it was capable of. "I think that's a wonderful idea! Just think of all the exotic beasts we would run into, the interesting and even new plants. That and a giant well of magical power, what I want to know its why haven't we already left for the root?" The last part she said with a teasing voice towards the serpent, she was getting really hot and bothered thanks to krathens aura. She was getting Hornier by the second, and she knew he was focusing his aura on her. A part of her deep down just knew he enjoyed watching her squirm. "So who else would be going into the root with me? After all we all know I shouldn't be allowed in there unsupervised." She rolled off the table, she was now bent over the table looking at the map. Though she seemed like she was really concentrating on the map, her perfect butt was teasingly displayed for both krathen and Nehar'Ghul. She was clrealy interested in both of them, though if she would actually do anything was the question. Anastasia is famous for being a tease, and krathen would know this. Krathens aura was really taking its toll on her now, she was ready to fuck just about anything now. But she kept her composure infront of the two demons.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 13:20:08</strong>
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				Krathen grinned as Anastasia bent over the table in front of him, smirking at the sight of her supple ass. If she honestly expected to do that in front of the Lord of Desire and not end up being fucked, then she was a fool. Krathen stood up behind Anastasia, suddenly gripping her by her hair as he pulled her panties aside, his huge cock alternating between prodding at the lips of her soaking wet cunt and grinding his shaft against those lips, teasing her with the promise of that enormous length filling her to the brim. "You are bringing this on yourself Anastasia..." he purred, letting the ungodly sexy voice drip into her ear. "Perhaps I should accompany you into the Root... a naughty girl like you needs someone to supervise them, and possibly to discipline them." he purred playfully, still prodding the lips of her pussy with his magnificent cock. By now, Krathen's aura had turned up full blast and was entirely focused on Anastasia, practically swamping her in lust. No one, not even Krathen's own consort, could resist his aura at full power like this, and even attempts to maintain one's composure broke down when under this much lust.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 13:29:51</strong>
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				Alexa stayed at the table, staring at it for a moment, before she turned.&nbsp; "Weapons down," she muttered, her eyes slightly glazed as she shook her head, focus rapidly returning.&nbsp; "Now that I am aware of that opening, I may send a small force of skirmishers to take advantage of it.&nbsp; But it would probably be a one or two shot hit if anything that serious."&nbsp; She glanced back at the map.&nbsp; "But I was not aware of the... nature of the core of the Root.&nbsp; That was something that did not come up in the simple lessons I received as a child, nor in the rather rushed ones I received in the past three years."<br><br>She turned, glaring at the advisor with steel in her eyes.&nbsp; "Then Prince Vaskal can fight the demons alone without the aid of my army.&nbsp; Though his people will be allowed into our protection, such as it is.&nbsp; I will NOT tolerate ANYONE doubting my decisions.&nbsp; If people continue to do so, then I WILL abdicate, and go back to the simple life I had, so long as it remains to me, and fight the demons until my death."&nbsp; She stepped toward him.&nbsp; "And I repeat my earlier command.&nbsp; If anyone attempts to undermine me amongst my generals and my advisors, I will deal with them personally.&nbsp; We are not the Principalities, nor are we their vassals.&nbsp; None are to raise a blade against Miss Feena, unless she should prove traitor.&nbsp; In which case by all means, kill her.&nbsp; For now, however, she is helping.&nbsp; Weapons DOWN."<br><br>She turned back toward Feena, shaking her head slightly.&nbsp; "Forgive them.&nbsp; And forgive me.&nbsp; I'm still fairly new to the art of leading, and have to remind them all of that from time to time."&nbsp; She gestured, moving back over to the map, staring at it.&nbsp; "And where would we need to perform this ritual, and does anyone know if we have someone with the knowledge of it at our disposal?" she asked, the second question clearly directed at her Champions.&nbsp; "I don't know if I want that kind of power, but if that's what it takes to deny it to the demons, then so be it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 13:48:00</strong>
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				As Alexa spoke, the assembled warriors in the room reluctantly sheathed their swords, many of them eying Feena warily still. The advisor who had spoken simply nodded, agreeing with the Queen's decision. He had intended his advice as merely a warning, knowing that a bit of political tension was well worth it for a powerful ally. Feena herself gracefully made her way over to the Queen, smiling sympathetically at her. "You are under a great deal of stress. I do not envy the responsibility you bear. But I am grateful to you for bearing it." she said with a small bow, one of respect rather than acknowledging the Queen's authority. Her crown didn't mean a thing to a free spirit like Feena, but her character certainly did.<br><br>"As for the ritual, it is not too complicated, just obscure. Geomancy is a fairly basic magical art, though one that sees little use due to how situational it is. I could perform the ritual, as could our resident oracle. I might even be so bold as to indicate that the young healer over their might be able to perform it. Geomancy is actually not that different from performing a blood transfusion, transferring mana from a rich vein or artery to one who needs it. The power will only be temporary, only enough to last one or two uses of a given magical power, but on a massive scale that could potentially tip the balance of this battle." she explained.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 14:07:23</strong>
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				Fiona was listening intently to the talks about this woman, and the root, all this magical stuff she wasn't otherwise aware of, but Feena spoke in a way that made sense to her and for that she was grateful, even more so that the Queen seemed to have her head screwed on tight. But she really didn't belong here anymore than the queen, with the same desire to go back to the quiet life, but things had to be done, and knowing the queen was like her, gave her a great deal of faith.<br><br>"I.. Do not know how this font would react to my magic, being part of the St.claire line allows me both the simple healing magics, as well as a stronger power, it allows me to accelerate the healing process dramatically, removing all ailment's, because it takes the ailment's and I gain them.. In which I heal myself, it is not a... plesant process, but it can save lives, perhaps within the ensueing combat's if I was able to harness the font, I could create a larger blanket effect over the army, healing them of their wounds and exhaustion to give us the edge... But that's just my speculation..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 14:45:42</strong>
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				At Fiona's suggestion, Jurai finally spoke up once more. "But from what I have seen and what you just described, would you not recieve all the injuires of every soldier on the battledfield should you employ your magic in that way?" he asked, the concern in his tone blatantly obvious. "If so, there is little doubt in my mind that such injuries would kill you. Unless you have some guarantee that you will not be killed by this process, I must... advise against taking such a risk, and recommend we instead send someone who's powers do not have the potential for such terrible side effects." Although he said 'advise', everything about Jurai's tone made it seem as though he wished he could say 'insist'. While he might not even yet be aware of it, Jurai cared about Fiona, a lot, and he refused to let her sacrifice herself for this.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hellis</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 18:01:23</strong>
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				"I could do it." Hara spoke as he entered the chambers. He had overheard the discussion. "I do not feel it is... right to risk our most skilled healer. Besides, the root might boost my scrying capabilities to the point where we can reveal the enemies plans into the very detail. That would be winning half the battle." The elf spoke with a court nod to everyone gathered, and then a deep bow to the queen. The man was somewhat feminine in his features. the face especially. The gift of bein a elf, you never seemingly aged. His red, kimono like robes where dragging against the floor ever so lightly as he made his way to the gathering. "I ask of you all to let me do this... Iam confident that my ability to harness the arcane and my years mastering my magic will help me complete the ritual with the least possible problem" He spoke, eyeing everyone present.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 18:08:58</strong>
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				Feena looked over the oracle appraisingly as he entered. He was kind of cute... very polite as well... he might make a fun lover at some point. She then spoke up. "I volunteer to accompany him. If the demons are smart, they will send a very capable combatant into the Root, and it wouldn't hurt for us to do the same. I can protect the oracle from any felguard we encounter. Not that I'm implying you can't protect yourself cutey." she purred, winking flirtatiously at the elven man. "Plus, in the event anything happens to prevent him from accessing the Root, I myself could use it, using my control over luck to bless our entire army with good fortune or curse our foes with misfortune." she suggested. "Unless you think I would be more useful elsewhere." she added, nodding to the Queen.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 18:12:03</strong>
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				Alexa seemed to go silent for several moments, not even seeming to notice Hara's bow, her eyes fixed on the map, darting over it and seeming to make small minor modifications to it.&nbsp; Finally, she lifted her chin.&nbsp; She gave Jurai a soft nod, and there was a faint hint of an understanding smile on her lips.&nbsp; "While I think gifting that power to a healer would be of great benefit, I do not wish any to do so at the risk of their own life.&nbsp; I have some minor talent for healing myself, though not quite the... area healing that you seem to be capable of, young on," she said, turning and nodding with a soft smile at Fiona.<br><br>Then, she turned to Hara.&nbsp; "And while I admit the prospect of being able to see their whole plan is extremely enticing, I do not wish to discount ANYONE else," she said, shaking her head softly.&nbsp; She studied everyone for a moment, and then nodded, her mind made up.<br><br>"Jurai.&nbsp; I would like you and Fiona to take a small group of soldiers.&nbsp; I'll send word to the garrison captain to expect you, along with the skills that will be needed.&nbsp; That cave, I want you to make use of it.&nbsp; Harass them a little, and then pull back and get back here.&nbsp; Skirmish strikes only, and don't overextend yourselves.&nbsp; I want all of you back alive and in one piece."<br><br>She turned to Feena.&nbsp; "Be careful.&nbsp; And take a detachment of guards with you.&nbsp; If, as you say, the demons know of this power as well, you can bet they will be trying to take advantage of it themselves.&nbsp; I'd rather not send just the two of you in there alone."<br><br>She held up a hand.&nbsp; "Also, I have an announcement, everyone.&nbsp; I know none of you want to hear this, nor countenance its possibility, but should something happen to me..."&nbsp; She paused for a moment, drawing herself up.&nbsp; She glanced at the others, and then nodded.&nbsp; "Should that happen, I name Hara and Fiona my joint successors.&nbsp; I realize this is probably unorthodox, but it is not a load I wish to dump on a single person.&nbsp; If something untoward happens, they are to be obeyed as I would."<br><br>She sighed.&nbsp; "On that note, once I've had a few moments to rest, I and my Wild Runners will be leading a feint through the Crescent to try and draw their attention.&nbsp; That SHOULD give Hara and Feena, and Jurai, Fiona, and their team, time to accomplish their tasks.&nbsp; May the Fates be kind, and bring us all back together again when this is over."&nbsp; She waved a hand, and turned, staggering slightly, but managing to right herself and walk gracefully toward the throne, and the door behind it that led to her private chambers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 19:22:43</strong>
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				Lucy sighed with relief once inside the walls of the great city. It was a simple matter of walking straight to the palace o'er moment a elf boy the next a woman the next a young guard barely old enough to enlist. She decided to maintain this one as it would get her into the castle. She had a purpose and knew even though she was a bit bored her cock and balls where aching sightly since she hadn't had sex all day. She ignored it with a little effort and moved to the castle gates. "hello! I'm the new guard reporting for duty!!"she said to the guard at the door over doing her goody two shoes act a bit but it just seemed like she was a very excited young guard. She was allowed in and quickly sensed the power emanating from the war room. She didn't have any idea where it was but she had an idea. She switched into a very busty elf guard and entered the armory to find one guard there. She smirked and moved forward closing the door behind her. "hey baby.... You wouldn't want to help a girl out would you?" She said and only ten minutes later she left the.unconscious undressed guard dazed abs gigging on the floor in a peaceful dream. <br><br>She moved quickly back in the young boy outfit right to the war room door. She slowly opened it and moved into the back completely unnoticed because of the commotion and the messengers coming and going was common place. She side stepped to where some purge guards where abs stood listening carefully to the enemies plans. So they would have the healer and seer as replacement queen. She looked around the room committing each and every face to memory and anything they said. She especially eyed the rather beautiful strange one standing apart from the others. S she was gorgeous and certainly powerful. She felt that lust aching to Conde out bubble to the surface directed at feena but she quickly bottled it down Sven though she ebbed up with an erection. <br><br>After several minutes they swerved to have come to a decision and as slyly as she had come she slipped from the room immediately breathing a sigh of relief. She turned a corner and took a moment leaning on a wall to double check abs solidify her memory. Jurai the orc, fiora the healer, hara the oricle,, feena.....the trickster. She shuddered at the thought of that ass and those curves. She shuddered and started rubbing at her stiffening crotch with one hand but she quickly shook herself and began slowly and carefully making her way out of the castle.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hellis</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 20:12:18</strong>
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				"Very well. As you wish My Queen." The oracle bowed humbly and then smiled to Feena. "I am in your care it seems." He pushed a lock of his blonde hair behnd his ear as he turned back to his Queen again. "The soldiers will only be able to get halfway. The root does not take kindly to anyone. They'd be mincemeat before long. Trust in us my Queen." He smiled warmly, for once the man was more prepared for what was to come. Should they succeed, they might just turn the tide. And he was going to do everything in his power to succeed.<br><br>&nbsp;He observed Fiona and Jurai. "Be carefull in the tunnels. My visions told me the might have similair ideas."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 20:20:21</strong>
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				Feena noticed a new smell enter the room just as she was preparing to leave. She also felt a sudden surge of lust, and not directed towards the cute oracle she intended to accompany. She looked around the room, trying to locate the source of the smell, and noticed a young elven guard, who could easily be confused for a girl, who utterly reeked of sex. Internally, her suspicions were raised. The boy seemed far too young to even have had sexual experience... The trickster spirit decided to go with her gut and investigate. She smiled to the oracle, who had still not told her his name. "Why don't you go on ahead, I'll try to catch up. If I don't, try to enlist one of the other champions to come with you." she suggested.<br><br>Feena then scooted out the door, subtly following the young elven guard at a distance, disguised as some random passerby. When finally they were out of sight of anyone, in a nearby alleyway, Feena suddenly pounced, resuming her natural form and pinning the boy to the ground, her tails instantly wrapping around his arms and legs and restraining him. "Caught you staring at me in the meeting..." she purred softly, her breath tickling his long ears. "It's strange, I don't remember you being invited inside... and you smell strangly..." as she spoke, Feena's hand worked its way down the back of his pants, squeezing his cute, spank-able ass. "So, how about you start explaining sweety? Or I can find ways to convince you to talk." she purred, licking her lips lustily. She hadn't fucked a femboy in quite a while.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hellis</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 20:30:19</strong>
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				"... Really? Try not to dally then. And the name is Hara." He wondered to himself. Oh well. He did not have the time to idle. if he got there in time he'd be allright. He was far from useless in combat. He had dueled and bested fell guards before. He moved further, on his lonesome so that he could travel unnoticed. His horse was one of the fastest there was, breed for him and him alone. His body pressed against the beasts back as he rode with all the haste he could afford and must. He rode for quite a while, avoiding brambles and thorns. Always keeping to the roads his scrying had told him would be safe. After a while the oracle found that he was forced to go by foot. Whip out he could tell there was more then a few beasts around. Growling, waiting for something a bit more easy to kill. They knew better then to underestimate the elven oracle. He positvely radiated arcane power. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 20:43:59</strong>
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				Lucy was almost free walking down a side street from the castle towards the outer wall. She needed a bit of fun but she knew they would find the fucked out guard and know something was up when there was no "new recruit". She was just about to re enter the main street when she was slammed from behind and down into the ground. Her little feminine body suddenly under siege for strong velvety fluffy tails wrapping around her arms and legs pinning her spread eagle under the very voluptuous body of someone she didn't know. She was terrified what if she knew...found out she was fake. A million terrified thoughts ran through her head about dying and torture and rape...so only part of it was bad. Her fear fed into her character and she couldn't help but get so hard when this fox was teasing her. "i'm sorry Miss!!" She said get voice high and immature and feminine. "i'm...i'm a new guard i...I just started and I was curious! I wanted to see the champions.....and...i..i have a condition....I can't help getting horny all the time"she said cleverly. Then a strong hand went down the back of her pants her curvy femboy ass getting squeezed hard. She gasped and whimpered biting get pink boy lip as she was molested loving every second but playing the terrified boy and loving that too. "I told you!!...i..its....the truth!!#" she said loudly almost like she was calling for help. Then she got an idea to get the bondage going. She struggled a bit and shouted"help!!! Please!!! Someone!!,"she screamed in her shrill feminine boy voice. She wanted a gag.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 20:58:30</strong>
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				Feena smirked down at the young femboy, not buying his innocent act for a second. "Cutey, the things that happen in the war room are not for the ears of common soldiers, you can't just come and go as you please." Feena was being a bit hypocritical here, since she had dropped in unannounced, but the boy didn't know that. "See, the way I see it, you walked in without being invited, listened to all our plans, and then left without being dismissed by your superiors, clearly in a hurry to be gone... you can see how I find that... suspicious." she purred, one of her fingers now curling into the femboy's asshole.<br><br>"I'm afraid I just don't believe you my dear." As the boy began to call for help, Feena silenced him with a deep, tongue-down-throat kiss. "Hush." she whispered as she let him breathe again. She also began to manipulate her powers over luck so that as if by chance, no one happened to hear anything going on in the alley or came anywhere near the alley. Something would distract them, or a loud noise would cover up the sounds from the boy. She then pulled the boy aside, her tails beginning to strip him naked as she shrugged her way out of her clothes, revealing her absolutely luscious body. If the boy was still protesting after getting a sight of Feena's naked body, then Feena's suspicion would only be increased; no man would be disappointed by such a lovely view.<br><br>One tail now wrapped tightly around the boy's head, forming a tight gag to keep him quiet. "Alright, if you don't feel like talking, I'm sure I can loosen your tongue." she purred, as an absolutely enormous cock grew between her legs. She carefully observed the boy's reaction to seeing such a big dick, curious to see how he'd react. She then turned the boy around, pressing him up against the wall of the alleyway, giving his girly, round ass a nice hard spank. She then began to prod his ring-piece with the head of that massive cock, her hands resting on the boy's curvy hips, teasing him with the promise of that huge dick in his tight little ass. "Do you want this?" she purred in his ear, so quiet he wouldn't even hear her were she not whispering directly into his ear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 21:06:14</strong>
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				Kallysta surveyed the new camp grounds upon arriving.&nbsp; Transportation was unreliable and Kallysta couldn't teleport herself, so she arrived much earlier than she expected to.&nbsp; All the better though; after Shizuru left, it was reported to her that there was a change in the troops and that was something she wanted to see for herself, as opposed to getting a glorified tour from a guard that wanted to desperately win the approval and favor of Krathen's favorite consort.&nbsp; Her silver eyes narrowed at the sight of the new plant soldiers mixed in, assessing them and their worth for herself.&nbsp; <em>Interesting</em>, she thought to herself, <em>interesting concept</em>.&nbsp; She had to wonder, however, how well they would hold up in battle but that was something that would be seen later.<br><br>She idled about the camp for a while, taking in the change in energy; the smirk that usually curved at her plush lips only widened as she felt it swirl around her.&nbsp; <em>Wonderful.</em>&nbsp; There was no better way to describe it.&nbsp; Shizuru was good at her job and kept the ranks in order, something that she admired about the general but with the new change in order there was a better, much more interesting aura around the troops - something that Kallysta couldn't quite put her finger on.&nbsp; No matter, the fact that she was early and that Krathen didn't even expect her to be here gave her enough time to dally around the camp grounds, quietly observing the soldiers as they went about their work.&nbsp; Some knew who she was and paused to glance at her nervously, but it would seem that most of the troops were 'new' and were blissfully unaware of who the turquoise haired woman was.&nbsp; <em>Good</em>. For now, that was just how she liked it, for it allowed her to plan her next move.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hellis</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 21:09:31</strong>
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				He had a hard time getting there. The root was thick with vegatation, and the lf was not a wanderer but a scholar. But as&nbsp; his bodyguard had been distracted he had no other option then to keep going on his own. He slipped between bushes and threes, thorn cut his clothes as hecould feel the magic draw nearer. It was intoxicating, he as a mage was&nbsp; being drawn to the roots core like a moth to flame. His body reacted, seemingly growing stronger and healthier. Yes. With this power, he would turn the war. He was sure of it! With renevewed and boosted vigor he continued to make his way. He stepped inside a glade and there it was. He had gotten there first, safe from the demons. Now all he ha t do was to tap into it.He'd be able to beat any fellguard with this much power at his finger tips. The young looking, very stoic elf began to prepare for the ritual.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 21:25:51</strong>
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				Jurai now turned to Fiona, smiling at her encouragingly. "I guess we should get going then, eh?" he suggested with a small chuckle. He then stood up, cracking his neck audibly and stretching a bit. He gestured with his fingers, indicating for the young healer to follow him as he made his way to the barracks to decide on the men he wanted to bring with him on this mission. He ended up selecting a few of his old soldiers along with a normal retinue of elves and humans, a rather diverse group of soldiers all told. Once everyone had gotten their gear and was ready to go, Jurai turned to the lovely human girl at his side. "Well, since you are the one who knows where this cave is, lead the way my dear." he said with a friendly grin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 00:14:32</strong>
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				"Krathen, you should know by now that I wouldn't let anything happen to me if I didn't want it." She said to him with a teasing tone. Her body shook as she felt him rub against her, her slit now dripping wet. She was overwhelmed by his aura, the feeling of his lust and hers causing her to lose control. She ground against his massive cock before shuddering and letting out a soft moan as she came. She came just from the sheer aura that engulfed her, and the feeling of his cock made her lose control. She turned around, her right hand sliding up to his head and pulling his hair back. "Discipline me? But I've been such a good girl. Don't you think?" She said as she let to of his hair and sat on the table, her legs spread open for him. She was now completely lost in his lust, her body calling out for him to fuck her. She began to lightly rub her exposed slit, waiting for him to do with her as he pleased. She was ready to completely submit to his desires, and she wanted him badly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 00:35:36</strong>
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				Krathen simply chuckled at Anastasia's words, reaching around to toy with her nipples as she climaxed. "My, someone certainly seems to be eager." he purred softly, still prodding her tight cunt with his huge dick. "Oh no, you've been a very bad girl." he teased playfully. "And there is only one cure for a naughty girl..." Then, just as Krathen was about to stuff his prick into the fairy's cunt, a messenger enter the room. "Umm, my Lord?" Krathen actually growled, disliking being interrupted. "What?" he asked irritably, still teasing Anastasia's nipples. "The mortals appear to be on the march, our scouts have reported movement."<br><br>Krathen sighed, knowing he needed to get moving as well. Still, his smile returned as he got a wicked idea. The Demon Lord rolled Anastasia around so that she was facing towards him, and instantly impaled her on his cock, lifting her off the table like she was weightless. He then gripped her by her hips such that she could wrap her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, and simply carried her right out the door, lifting and dropping her onto his cock with every other step, each thrust rubbing just right, his hips angled perfectly to maximize the friction with every drop of her pussy onto his huge shaft. The Father of Demons then made his way out to the field, and began giving orders to his commanders, never once ceasing his relentless pleasuring of the gorgeous fairy in his arms. Clearly the Lord of Desire had become quite adept at multi-tasking.<br><br>Once his forces were in motion, Krathen climbed astride his own personal nightmare, still making Anastasia ride his cock. "Well my dear," he purred, giving a particularly hard thrust as he spurred his horse, the bobbing motions of the beasts gallop further stimulating her pussy as his cock seemed to vibrate slightly within her, "I suppose we should be getting to the Root. At least we won't lack for activities on the way there." he teased playfully, biting down on her neck as he began to thrust in earnest, the warm-up clearly complete. Now Krathen began to truly fuck Anastasia. Whatever sexual experience one might have had before, nothing could compare to the sheer, mind-numbing ecstasy that the Lord of Desire could bring to bear. His every movement seemed perfectly crafted to bring her pleasure like she could never imagine. It was a decent ride to the center of the Root, a bit more than five miles, and Krathen intended to make the most of the time he had with the gorgeous fairy.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 00:58:27</strong>
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				There was a sudden movement amongst the troops and Kallysta perked up at it.&nbsp; She was several yards away when she saw her consort stride out of the tent that was turned into the war room, the carrying the fae girl like she was weightless.&nbsp; Being the closest thing he had to a wife, one would expect sheer jealously to cross the demoness' lovely features, but amusement made her silver eyes sparkle - amusement that her consort didn't have more women around him; Kallysta knew it would take more than one to slake the lusts of the Demon Lord.&nbsp; Kallysta did, however, sigh at her watch being interrupted; like her consort, she wasn't fond of interruptions but this one seemed important.<br><br>Not wanting to catch him off-guard, but also likely knowing that Krathen already was aware of her presence, Kallysta did a playful manipulation of energy around them, letting the wind breeze towards the Demon Lord in just the right way to caress his cheek in the most teasing of caresses.&nbsp; She also knew he was aware of her lack of jealousy but made that all the more obvious as the energy also curled just slightly around the fairy girl riding her lover, just enough to add to Anastasia's pleasure before calling for her carriage to follow the troops.&nbsp; She didn't ask what the plan was - she already knew.&nbsp; At least, she knew what she needed to know; the rest, she would find out at the Root.&nbsp; <br><br>Her plans in following the troops were interrupted, another scout coming up to her and informing her that there was another group heading towards the camp and, now that Krathen was gone, they didn't know who to turn to for guidance.&nbsp; Well, there went Kallysta's idea of following the troops and seeing how the plant soldiers fared out in a skirmish.&nbsp; Or did it... as she stepped out of her carriage, she quickly scanned the camp site, seeing that Anastasia only left with a few of her troops, leaving plenty for Kallysta to work with.&nbsp; "Set up a defensive perimeter," she let her voice carry, the soldiers giving her a half-salute and scrambling about to follow orders; she sent a few of her personal guards out ahead to scout for more information - Kallysta wanted to know if the other side would be planning a skirmish now that their camp was vulnerable and that the Demon Lord was heading towards the center of the Root.&nbsp; <br><br>Striding into the tent that Krathen had set up, Kallysta leaned over and eyed the map so she would have a better idea of the terrain and better prepare the troops, should the other side decide a dual strike.&nbsp; <em>The city had to be protected.</em>&nbsp; She saw that she could set up a few archers, should they decide upon a skirmish, and still have plenty of soldiers to defend her and the camp.&nbsp; What made her frown, however, was the fact that there were several caves in the area - caves would be too dangerous for her scouts to safely look into and come back with any worthwhile information; she was aware that her scouts knew better than to endanger themselves by doing so, but not having information about those caves... well, that could be a possible problem.&nbsp; "We can't overextend our troops," she muttered to herself, looking over the map.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 01:03:32</strong>
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				Anastasia turned to see the messenger, her lips pursing as they were interrupted. As she heard the news, Anastasia had rolled over and was about to get up. The. She was turned back, and she let out a loud cry as she thrust his cock deep into her. She held onto his body, her arms wrapping wound his neck as if holding on for dear life. She let out a muffled moan every time his cock thrust into her, her mouth biting into the side of his neck. As sprhey walked, her magic responded causing a trail or roses to bloom around them as krathen walked. Her assasin like plant guards, a platoon of about 12 followed. She could see that all of her guards were hard, and this made her blush a thick darkred color.<br><br>She had been astonished by how he managed to mount his horse with her on his massive cock. She let out a loud cry as he slammed into her causing the horse to gallop. She felt as if she was going to be torn open by his massive cock as they galloped along, her guards following behind. She couldn't even respond to what he said, all she could do was moan and gasp as he began to fuck her. Her legs clamped around him, and she felt a pleasurable pain as he bit into her. Her nails began to scratch at his back as she bit her lower lip trying not to cry out in ecstacy. She was constantly moaning in pleasure as he began to piston in and out of her, his cock pressing every sweet spot in her body. She couldn't think, all she could feel was pure ecstacy as she was mercilessly fucked by her king.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 01:15:41</strong>
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				Krathen did indeed notice the familiar glow of his consort's powers, smiling happily at the thought that she would be waiting for him when he returned. Plus, it reassured him to know she would be at Arene, as a demoness of her skill would greatly aid in the defense of the city should the mortals try anything bold. He continued to jam his massive prick in and out of Anastasia, not giving her a moment to rest, gripping her by the chin and forcing her into a deep kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth as his cock claimed every inch of her cunt. As he stuffed her wonderfully tight, wet sex, he noticed the fairy's personal guard following behind them into the root, and slowed his thrusts to give the woman in his arms some semblance of coherence so she would understand his words. "Call off your guards, send them with the rest of the force. The beasts of these woods will know better than to attack us, but they will not hold back against your guards." he whispered, still thrusting in and out of her, but at a more measured pace.<br><br>As they progressed through the Root, Krathen resumed plowing his new plaything with even greater intensity than before, controlling his horse with one hand while mercilessly teasing the girl's clitoris with his other, his impossibly agile fingers rubbing that little nub in ways she couldn't imagine. Meanwhile, his tail wrapped around her neck possessively, not restricting her breathing, more acting like a leash and collar, a reminder of his dominance as he ravished her slit, his cock pounding into her with enough force that loud slaps of flesh on flesh could be heard even over the loud clops of the nightmare's hooves. Anastasia was in for quite a ride.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 01:38:08</strong>
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				Lucy whimpered softly as feena molested her little boy body her cheeks right with fear and nerves. She looked up into her face frowning with her eyebrows furrowed hard and looking very sad and apologetic as she explained why she had been such a bad boy. She had to think quickly but already had a plan abs without missing a beat she spoke her voice high and whining"i'm sorry!! I...i'm new and I'd never been to the palace and was supposed to go to the armory next to the war room but accidentally entered..... I didn't want to make a scene and then....and...and then I saw you and...and your the prettiest woman I've ever seen....so I just froze and listened...I didn't pay attention I swear hussy...your so...beautiful.."she said playing the ashamed boy tears rolling slowly down her face" Niue your going to hurt me and ...and tell the queen and I'll be licked up...I don't want!!!......m...Miss?"he said freezing just as her finger curled up into his ass. She was already unbelievably hard for her and with that a spot of pre leaked from her young cock.<br>She whimpered as her tongue shot down her throat and stopped her cold. The boy let out a little whimpering moan as they kissed his little cock flexing hard. He gasped as she lifted off him and pushed him to the side her tails working like hands to remove every shred of clothing she had manufactured for herself. She whimpered laying there pinned her little cock dripping and throbbing as her curvy feminine hips and flat chest were revealed. Lucy was the boy now minds in body lost in the character. Now as she removed her robe he gasped his cock flexing hard. He was dumb struck and blushing hard unable to speak his eyes wandering up and down what probably would have been his first encounter with a sexy woman. <br><br>Then the boy whined loudly as he was suddenly gagged struggling again as the fear snapped him out of it. Then as he stared a huge cock and balls formed from her crotch gorgeous and huge. He trembled his eyes wide. He tried to scream but was stopped but his body reacted differently his cock flexing so hard his hips partly lifted from the ground as his ass clenched a little jet of pre spurting onto his tummy. He whirred and cried struggling as she lifted him and pressed him hard against the wall his nipples hard against the stone wall. He whined and looked back at her fearful. He tried and moaned as she spanked him and then fondled the red flesh her huge cock staring to prod at his ass. A little Lucy popped out and the boy moaned loudly still high and feminine though she probably would assume he had enjoyed playing with his ass before a little and was rather sensitive there. He whimpered and shuddered feeing her warm flesh against his back get breasts huge and squashing against him. He whimpered his cheeks red and tears falling still but he nodded hesitantly. Lucy couldn't pass it up...this was her favorite after all big sexy Futa on little boy. She whimpered her ass winking and flexing repeatedly with wanton arousal as the big head threatened to break the tension and sink in. At that moment...the boy Lucy wanted nothing in the world more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 01:44:40</strong>
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				" yes, as you wish." She said as she waved the guards away. She knew most of them would go back to the camp, but she sensed 3 where still following, though at a much greater distance. They were built to protect her and krathen, and that's exactly what they would do. They were plants, so she doubted anything in the forest would try to harm them. It wasn't really a concern of hers and she just brushed it off, that's when she felt his hand begin to tease her clit, and his tail wrap around her neck. Her breathing was heavy, and her body was on fire as she felt him deep inside of her. His merciless pounding causing her to make loud sexual noises, her hands slowly trailing down his back until they reached his bottom. Her hands squeezed his cheeks as she pushed him as deep into her as possible. "If this is what you'll do to punish me, I'll be bad more often." She said as she brought her mouth to his, her delicate mouth pressing into his hungry one. She could feel their tongues rub against each other as she moaned. Her inner walls tightened around his cock as she began to reach another climax. She rarely had sex, and I fact had only had it a handful of times before. She wasn't used to the feeling of this, especially a cock as amazing as his. She was getting very close to her second orgasm, she knew this was going to be a long ride. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 02:12:37</strong>
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				Krathen noticed that three of the fairy's bodyguards were still following them, but he shrugged it off. If they got picked off by the beasts of the Root, that wasn't really his problem, and it wouldn't be much of a loss. As he continued to utterly dominate the fairy girl, jamming his manhood as deep into her cunt as physically possible, he chuckled at her words. "Ah, but if this is how I punish you, imagine what a <em>reward</em> must feel like." he whispered. At that moment, his eyes glowed with power, and for less than an instant, he overwhelmed the fey girl with an illusion that brought absolutely mind-shattering ecstasy, stimulating every pleasure center in her body. And then, all too soon it was gone, though it was immediately replaced by the lesser, but still unbelievable pleasure that came with being nailed by the Lord of Desire. Still the message was clear. As amazing as this was, Krathen could do better. The Father of Demons always liked to leave his pets wanting more.<br><br>Then, as they drew closer to the center of the Root, Krathen dramatically accelerated his thrusts, fucking Anastasia with the speed of a jackhammer, his fingers dancing like mad along her sensitive pearl. Then, with one last all-consuming lunge, Krathen impaled the gorgeous fairy and began pumping her full of his seed, his already incredibly thick shaft pulsing with every spray of hot cum he poured into her womb. "Sorry my dear, I know that wasn't my best, but I can't have you too pleasure addled, I need you capable right now." he teased, knowing that he had given the fairy undoubtably the best sex of her life thus far.<br><br>Krathen could sense the magic pulsing in the air, and now dismounted his horse, pulling his cock free of Anastasia's well-used cunt with a lewd 'pop!', letting his seed drain out of her as he surveyed his surroundings. He then spotted a figure in the distance, kneeling on the ground most likely a mortal champion preparing to perform the same ritual they had come here for. He smirked and made his way over to the figure, who at first glance almost seemed to be female, but as he drew closer it became more clear that he was male, if somewhat feminine looking. "Why don't you start preparing for the ritual my dear." Krathen said with a smile to Anastasia. "I'll deal with our friend. I have a fun idea in mind for what to do with him." he hinted with a dark smile.<br><br>Krathen then waved to Hara, grinning evilly. "Good afternoon! What brings you out in these dark woods. Not exactly the best place for a picnic." he said with a smirk, letting his aura seep out, focusing the full brunt of it on the elf. Even at low power, with his aura entirely focused on a single person, Krathen could leave a person horny as all hell. The poor oracle was in for quite a time. He certainly seemed capable of defending himself, but then, he probably had not been expecting to come face to face with the Demon Lord himself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 02:16:48</strong>
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				Feena grinned at the femboy, still prodding his tight asshole with her huge dick. If the boy was a spy, he was certainly a fantastic actor, and really was playing the part of the scared little boy very well. Unfortunately for him, he was also having a hard time keeping his story straight. "I thought you just said you came because you wanted to see the champions, now you went in there by accident?" she purred playfully, pointing out the inconsistency in his story. She gave him another pair of hard spanks for lying, and gently nibbled on his ear, pressing her huge breasts up against his back as she did everything in her power to get the femboy unbearably horny.<br><br>She knew by now this boy was not what he appeared to be. No matter how hard he tried to disguise it, Feena had seen the lust in his eyes when she had grown that massive dick. Most mortals would have reacted with terror, and while the boy was clearly scared, his lust actually seemed to be stronger than his fear. Even just from the prodding of Feena's cock against his asshole, he was already moaning and whimpering sexily, practically begging to be stuffed with her dick. And then, to seal the deal, the boy nodded when asked if he wanted this.<br><br>Feena just smiled broadly. "Good little slut." she purred in his ear. The next thing the elf femboy knew, his asshole was stuffed with more cock-flesh than it should have possibly been able to contain, his flat stomach bulging obscenely as Feena jammed her enormous prick into his anus all the way to the hilt. The fox spirit sighed happily as she felt her helpless cock-sheathe's anus clamp down on her shaft, squeezing her erotically as her dick throbbed within the boy's tight backdoor. She hesitated no further, and was soon happily plowing her new sex toy's tight asshole, loud slaps of flesh on flesh echoing through the alleyway as she buried her length in him again and again. As she utterly ravished the femboy's tight ring-piece, she also began to tan his buttocks, spanking him again and again, licking her lips as she watched his supple cheeks jiggle and bounce with every strike. Feena was an intense lover, and it had been a while since she had had a chance to fuck such a tight hole. She intended to make the most of this.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 02:19:10</strong>
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				Alexa sighed, looking around her.&nbsp; Closest to her were the eight Wild Runners that always accompanied her, and past them were probably the better part of another 100 men, all volunteers aside from the Wild Runners.&nbsp; She raised a hand, and the minor chatter that had been occurring around her died down.&nbsp; "We're not here to be heroes.&nbsp; Not yet.&nbsp; Get in, hit them hard, and get back out before they cause any casualties," she said simply, looking around and meeting the eyes of each soldier.&nbsp; "We're there to distract and give the other two teams an opening."&nbsp; She gestured, and the group spread out, moving slowly.<br><br>They started slowly, but as they moved, one of the Runners gestured to the left, and Alexa nodded.&nbsp; They turned, and bore down on the small squad of demons that had wandered too far from camp.&nbsp; It was over in minutes, and the squad moved on.&nbsp; Alexa did not even draw her sword during that conflict.<br><br>Another band was dispatched just as quickly, but the second band actually got lucky and almost ambushed the small group of mortal raiders.&nbsp; Alexa actually had to pull her katana to dispatch two of them personally.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 02:35:07</strong>
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				Anastasia had came as the feeling of his illusion. And he soon in turn filled her with his seed. "You owe me one for this, don't you know it's impolite to fuck a girl improperly." She was too embarrassed to show that she had intact had the best sex of her life. She was a sexual being, and she knew how to use her body as a sexual weapon, but she was very unskilled in sex. She was nearly a virgin with how little experience she had. She felt dizzy, and was a little sore, she managed to dismount the horse. But still ended up on her hands and knees. She took a minute before standing up, she walked towards a point in the forest where the plants seemed to make an almost circle of vegetation. This was clearly the strongest part of whatever the hell caused so much magical energy. "Wait did he say ritual? Damn, I guess I'll have to wing it." She began to do what she knew how to, which was draw the power out of the magical spring and take it into her body. She just did what felt right, and the forest responded. The magic began to drain from the well and enter her body. As this happened an ominous creeking noise was sent through the forest, the trees began to sway and the ground began to tremble lightly. Anastasia's body began to glow with its power as she absorbed it in, the trees around her began to sway and rock. She could feel the bodies of the countless dead hidden under the soil. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 03:47:34</strong>
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				Lucy whimpered loudly her eyes so sad and desperate. She knew she had been caught but keena didn't have anything concrete. The boy could have just been scared...or more likely intimidated by the gorgeous woman. He yelped loudly as his round ass was spanked jiggling around the cock pressed between his cheeks. He whined loudly as her teeth gently nibbled on his sensitive long ears and her big breasts were pressed to his back. He shuddered his arms flexing hard against the strong tails holding his wrists against the wall. She knew she probably was found out...but it didn't matter she had gone to long without being fucked and the woke situation was far to arousing and itching her kinks in too many places she needed that cock wanted it more then anything. <br><br>The boy groaned his eyes fluttering and rolling back a little as she said those amazing words of good little slut. Keena would be able to see the very deep big hard goosebumps literally covering the boys back as he moaned like age had just stroked him. Lucy had been trained far too much to be able to resist someone pinning her down and rasping her while saying something as beautiful as that. Then suddenly she thrusted and that huge massive cock slammed into him grinding across his prostate and so deeply it bulged out his stomach. He immediately came hard spurting all over the wall in front of him her hair lengthened an inch or so and turned a bit green reverting just a little to her normal turquoise but only part way mixing with the golden blonde to make the green. His ass clenched harder then a virgin should be able to and it was ready to tell that ass was trained to milk anything forced into it. He moaned loudly actually giggling a little while moaning so sexy and feminine while she started pounding away into his tight anus. The boy was loving this it was obvious from the moans and goosebumps she could feel prickling against get own skin even if she didn't see it in his glazed over rolled back eyes and tensed back arching his ass against her. He whined loudly as she spanked him his ass jigging unable to even stay flexed because he was clenching so hard inside. He whimpered trembling his legs shaking threatening to collapse if it weren't for those tails holding him up as he came a second time this tine shooting more then any mortal could almost 8 full pumps of thick white cum splashing against the stone and dripping down as well as some flex splashing onto his very shapely glistening thighs. He groaned his body red and starting to sweat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 04:00:55</strong>
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				Feena grinned at the femboy she was currently drilling, pleased to see her suspicions confirmed when his hair began changing color. He was clearly a shapeshifter of some sort, just like her. And the way his ass was gripping her and he was moaning in ecstasy rather than whimpering in pain from having such a massive cock in his ass, she knew he could take it if she cut loose on him. Feena began to thrust almost brutally hard, still smacking the femboy's ass nice and hard as she pumped her cock in and out of that tight anus. At the same time, the tail currently gagging the boy slipped free, only to transform into a thick, powerful tentacle, which immediately forced it's way into the slut's mouth and down his throat.<br><br>Feena felt her first orgasm approaching as she fucked her new toy from both ends, plunging those huge, throbbing lengths in and out of her new sex slave again and again. With a moan of pleasure, she began pumping spray after spray of hot seed into Lucy's ass and throat, but her thrusts were not slowing down in the least. While Feena was no lust demon, she still had terrific endurance, and was definitely not done with this little slut, not by a long shot. Using one of the tails currently holding the femboy's ankles, she lifted one of his legs up and forced him to bend his knee in tight, holding his leg parallel to the floor so as to increase the tension in his ass and make him and even tighter fuck. "You love this, don't you pet." she purred, giving him another spank as she stuffed his asshole with her enormous girth. "You just can't get enough of this huge dick, can you. I want to hear it, I want to hear you beg for more." she purred, pulling her tentacle free of the femboy's throat so he could speak. "Beg your mistress to fuck you harder, to stuff that slutty ass full of dick." she whispered softly, biting down on his neck and leaving a dark hickey, then wrapping one of her tails around his throat, almost like a collar. Feena was clearly quite a domme when she wanted to be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 04:59:15</strong>
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				Lucy whimpered softly as her hair changed but sure didn't care this was too good....she wouldn't be able to hold the transformation after an hour of this. She wasn't too worried though...it was physically impossible for her to actually "worry" during this good of sex but also she seeded to taking quite a looking to him. Then suddenly she began pounding so much harder! The boy screamed and groaned low in pleasure as she began pounding into him so hard his body was rippling and his ass would have started getting bruised if she was a normal elf. Those merciless spanks to her ass were insanely incredible each stung so amazingly that his cock was already hard and throbbing again still with cum trailing from the red round head dancing with feenas rhythm waving back and forth but not breaking yet. Then suddenly his mouth was freed and he took the opportunity to say"oh fuck...I love you!!...don't turn me over please!!! They'll kill me!!"then he was cut off mid sentence as the new tenace slid really into his throat bulging it erotically with the cock shaped tentacle. He didn't even gag as it worked passed his tonsils and he immediately began swallowing and sucking on it with a skill that even one as powerful as keena had had ever even heard about. He was the lords daughter and she was going to receive the best blow the under world had to offer. <br><br>He groaned loudly closing his eyes in bliss as he got pounded from every direction his little cock flexing so hard between his thighs. Lucy could feel the throbbing of her members..bulging and hardening getting bigger until that second when they slammed in and came spraying their thick loads down into his tummy making the bike the cock pounding into him just a bit bigger as the alley was filled with the most erotic of gulping sounds that carried even over the slap of now wet hips as the slutty boy chugged his new owners thick cum while unnoticed by her his cock flexed and spurted another big load along with her his painting the wall lewdly once more. When she didn't even pause or slow down the boy let out a loud groan his ass getting sightly bigger even more round and feminine his thighs equally so his midriff smoothing and shrinking to match as he became more feminine. He whined as his leg was lifted forcing him into a position Lucy hasn't enjoyed in years and never in thus form his ass clenching tighter on her more shaping to form her cock but even smaller so that every curve and cranny of that shaft was receiving the maximum amount of friction possible. He moaned loudly as she released his mouth a little cum running down his chin. "ooh f...fuck m..Mistress!!! Please #!! Fuck your little bitch boy...pound into his asswith your cock!!! Its all yours every bit of this slut is yours!! Pound away at your pet!! Please mistress I want my boy pussy fucked more by your amazing cock!!!"he practically yelled so desperate for her cock and terrified she was threatening to take it away. Then she bit his neck hard leaving a dark red bruise and little pin pricks of blood that trailed sensually down his neck and back. Then as yet another tail wrapped around his neck now he groaned his face changing to bliss and ecstasy as he entered sub space completely owned and submissive without a thought in his brain but her cock and pleasing his owner. To have a sub do this while being fucked by you was an extreme honor. They were giving you themselves completely and while in it you could order them to do anything and they would obey...tell you any secret...do anything for you.. Though usually the effect only lasted for the duration of sex abs maybe an hour or so after... except in the most loving trusting long term relationships where it is permanent. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hellis</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 11:59:42</strong>
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				Hara was mentally preparing himself as he keneeledd by the source of the root. He was already charged up to point&nbsp; where he felt incredible.His entire body was tuning itself to the overflow of magic, the very hairs on his neck stood up as it flowed into him. But due to his state he did not feel the approaching enemy in time. He was to absorbed into the feeling of this new energy. Only when he heard sound of hooves did he wake up from the trance. <br><br>He spun around on the ball of his foot and found his adversary approaching. His clear blue eyes, now shining with latent arcane power, stared into those of a demon.&nbsp; And not just any demon. This was the Leader of the demon, the strongest of any fell guard. The conqueror of lust and death. He didn’t speak a word, instead blue energy formed the shape of a massive whip shot from his palm. One he gripped happily for this upcoming battle. He was outmatched in terms of power, but not wit. The energy curled and writhe as he stood face to face with his biggest foe to date. He could feel the demons lust aura seemingly perforate the land, curling itself around his heart and soul. But he resisted best he could. Even when his body felt like betraying him.<br>&nbsp;<br>“You have come here to die, Demons.” He breathes slowly, letting the energy run trough him as he focused his will into the whip. And then he swung, the arcane whip suddenly elongating and shaping itself like that of a snake, Mouth wide open and ready to bite.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 13:11:31</strong>
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				Feena grinned as the boy professed his love to her, and begged not to be turned over. "Don't worry, I'm probably not going to turn you in, I'd rather keep you for myself. Besides, even if I did, we don't kill prisoners." she whispered, still stuffing his tight little ass with that massive cock of hers. She sighed happily as her new sex slave greedily guzzled down her cum, loving the erotic sounds he made as he gulped down her seed. The changes to the femboy's body did not go unnoticed, nor unappreciated, Feena giving the boys girlish thighs a little smack to watch them bounce, then returning her attention to his ass, giving him a few more spanks for good measure, the boy's ass already rather reddened.<br><br>And then Feena heard the most delightful words of submission she had been blessed with in quite a while, the poor femboy begging for more, practically worshiping his new mistress. She grinned. "Well damn, when you ask so beautifully, how can I refuse?" she whispered, fucking his tight backdoor even more vigorously than before. Her cock actually swelled inside Lucy, growing just a little bit larger at Feena's command, her hands running along the bulge in the femboy's stomach as she nailed him to the wall. The tail around Lucy's neck gently tugged him backwards, and Feena took a dominant grip on her new slut's hair, using that handhold to twist his head around and force him into a deep kiss as his new mistress plunged her throbbing cock in and out of his asshole.<br><br>She noticed the look of sheer bliss on his face, as the boy entered a state she had only coaxed out of her playthings a few times in the past, and always thoroughly enjoy it when she did. Feena felt her orgasm approaching yet again, and rapidly accelerated her thrusts, burying her shaft deep with every one. Finally, with one last lunge of her hips, Feena impaled her little slut, pumping his asshole full of her hot, sticky cum. She sighed happily, knowing that she could easily go one more round, but that could wait, she needed to ask her new pet some questions. The fox spirit gingerly pulled her huge cock free of Lucy's ass with a loud pop, squeezing his reddened buttocks playfully.<br><br>She then turned the boy around to face her and pulled him into another kiss, holding him by the chin as her tongue wrestled his own into submission. When finally she pulled back, she smiled mischievously at her new toy. "Alright pet, as much as I loved every instant of that, I think you still have some explaining to do. So first of all, I'd like to know my new slut's name, and since I know you're a shapeshifter, I'd like to see what you really look like." she ordered softly yet firmly. "Tell me what I want to know, and I promise you'll get more of what I did to you." she purred, kissing his neck lovingly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 13:26:15</strong>
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				Krathen smirked as the elf boy spoke, finding his hostility kind of adorable. "Aww... and here I thought we could be friends." As Hara grew a arcane whip in his hand, and lashed out at Krathen, the oracle would learn of one of the side effects of Krathen's aura: even if one resisted the lust it caused, it still forced those trying to strike Krathen to hesitate, for just an instant, which was usually all Krathen needed to dodge. Still, that whip was fast, and even with that split-second of hesitation, Krathen barely managed to avoid the blow, much to his irritation. Krathen's brow furrowed slightly. He had underestimated this prophet, he was clearly faster and more skilled than the Lord of Demons had given him credit for.<br><br>Krathen then smiled again. No matter, he could still break the boy. As Krathen turned his aura up full blast, easily five to ten times more powerful than it had been initially, enough to swamp even the most strong-will champion in lust, he also raised his hand. Eyeing the elf meaningfully, the Demon Lord snapped his fingers, and used the only one of his powers that saw comparatively little use, his ability to control a person's sex, sexuality, and sexual attractiveness. Instantly, a powerful transformation overtook Hara, and he began to change, his hips and ass growing rounder and more full, his face becoming even more feminine, his body changing in a myriad of ways. He became slightly shorter, and actually looked a bit younger too. His legs became feminine and smooth, his whole body curving in nice ways. Even the boy's voice sounded like that of a girl. In fact, since the boy was still wearing clothes, it was not immediately clear that Krathen had not turned him into a flat-chested girl, but the throbbing erection brought about by the full intensity of Krathen's aura made it clear that the femboy was still male, despite all evidence to the contrary.<br><br>Krathen grinned at Hara, admiring his won work, which was quite impressive to say the least, the boy was incredibly sexy looking. "Well, don't you look fuck-able..." Krathen purred, still focusing the full power of his aura entirely on the oracle, seeking to overwhelm him with pure desire. "And someone seems a bit... aroused. How would you like me to take care of that for you?" he whispered, his illusions flashing images of all manner of shamelessly erotic scene into Hara's mind, pictures of himself taking Krathen's cock up the ass, on his knees with the Demon Lords manhood stuffed down his throat, being spit-roasted between two copies of the Lord of Desire... Krathen was fully intent on making the femboy completely incapable of even considering fighting, to focused on sex to even resist.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hellis</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 14:07:18</strong>
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				<br>He flinched ever so lightly and his whip missed its target by a mere inch. His mind however, was being assaulted full blast now. The lust overpowered every sense, making his body heat up. He felt his pale skin flush with excitement as his knees buckled slightly. He still stared at him defiantly as the the whip coiled around his arm like a spring. Hee fie it straight at the demons heart. The time it took the demon lord to corrupt him would cost him his life. But then something else happen.<br><br>A jold of dark energy ran p his spine, making his concentration was broken entirely. His mouth felt weird, his lips became a bit fuller, his mouth smaller as his facial features grew softer. It was a mixture of pain as bones creaked, and pleasure as his body grew more sensitive. He fell to a knee, feeling his strength leave him as muscle turned to soft, pleasant plumpness. His Hair grew even longer and smoother as he felt himself grow slightly shorter. He was now on his knees, panting lewdly from the exertion of his transformations He could not concentrate at all, his mind full of images of krathens mighty cock[/quote]<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 14:40:09</strong>
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				Unfortunately for Hara, now Krathen was ready for the boy's speed, and his disorientation from lust and the sudden changes to his body made the oracle's second strike much easier to avoid. It was still quick and well executed, but this time Krathen was ready for it. He sidestepped the attack, grinning down at the panting femboy, the lust burning in his eyes, never letting up his aura for an instant. Krathen decided it was time to establish his dominance, make it perfectly clear to the lust addled sex toy what his new role would be. "Clothes off slut." he ordered firmly. "If you want this," he purred, revealing his utterly massive cock, "Then strip naked and lean against that tree with your butt facing me." he commanded firmly. "Trust me, the sooner you give in, the sooner you stop struggling, the more pleasurable this will be." he whispered with a big smile, stroking his manhood suggestively. He knew that the oracle had already lost, his mind too swamped with desire to really resist. This would be fun, Krathen always liked to spice things up a bit now and then.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 17:02:39</strong>
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				Lucy whined softly still a Lottie scared her new owner would kill her when she found out who she was. "th .....than....thank y.... You...m..Mistress"he struggled to say his move addled by her cock. He moaned loudly his cock bouncing lightly as she pounded into him his ass stretching wide to swallow her and yet the inside was so tight it was beyond belief. His cries became louder and more whining and desperate as she slapped his thighs making then ripple along with his hand printed red cherry ass. Lucy whimpered after begging as if to emphasize his begging with moans and whimpers that told and said even more then his words had ask directed to worshipping and begging his owner for her cocks love. He moaned louder his body rippling his leg held high in the air rippling with the force of her pounding into him bouncing up and down in time with his little shaft. Lucy screamed as the cock grew bigger then was probably comfortable for her size to say the least but the painful stretching only doubled his pleasure as she pounded so hard into him and lovingly massaged herself through his aching tummy. Her tail was tugging hard on him slamming him into sub space while her hands hold on his hair even more so pinned him there his mind blanket and obedient and blissful. The arousal of it was to much and he cane again his ass clenching so hard each time his cock pumped out more cum over and over. <br><br>He moaned out loudly as her speed increased all inhibitions gone as his full slutty moans echoed through the alley almost surely breaking what ever protection her luck had unless there was a circus moving through town to mask his constant sexy moaning and the slapping of her powerful hips against his sexy rippling thighs. He moaned into their kiss loving it so much as she slammed in. and came pumping his tummy so full he looked like he might have a baby in 6 months. He groaned coming once more for the final time as she free herself out and a flood of cum flowed out. He whimpered softly trembling and shaking obviously unable to stand on his own. He groaned softly his body aching very nicely as she turned him around pinning him against the wall still bound as she forced him into an amazing kiss. "yes mistress...mmm.a ...anything you...w..want"she said clearly having terrible speaking clearly. She shifted back into her form growing a little taller while her top filled out to match her bottom her hair long and a pleasant turquoise. Her eyes still glazed happy and in sub space. "i'm.....i'm luceriosa...Lucy....daughter of the demon lord abs his concort.. I came to spy...so my daddy wouldn't treat me like a disposable slut and to get respect and finally have someone love me..."she said smiling vaguely as if she hoped she would get praised as a good girl for obeying which was all she wanted to do...that and please her new owner. She bit her lip looking up at keena her tail nervously snaking round and around her thigh like a garter...she was terrified that she wouldn't be pleased.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 18:23:44</strong>
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				Feena sighed happily when her orgasm had concluded, quite pleased with her new pet. As Lucy shifted back into her natural form, Feena grinned happily. "Wow, so you were really a girl... you're a wonderful little actress, I honestly thought you were a boy." she said with a big smile, petting Lucy's head as she spoke. "I'll definitely need to try screwing you while you are a girl later." she teased playfully, absentmindedly rubbing the lips of Lucy's pussy as she spoke. What Lucy followed that up with made Feena's eyes widen. Having spent some time disguised as demon and interacting with other demons in the Heart of Sin, she knew who Lucy was. This was the Demon Lord's favorite daughter, his prized concubine. She might actually know a lot more than Feena had originally thought.<br><br>"Good girl, so honest and obedient." she praised happily, rubbing Lucy's head with one hand and her pussy with the other. "Now, what can you tell me about the portal the demons are using to bring in more troops? Hypothetically, how would we shut it down?" she asked, figuring the girl wouldn't know much about troop movements, but that she might know something about the portal, the closing of which would be a huge gain for Terra's military.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hellis</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 18:27:44</strong>
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				His mindwas screaming for him to resist. To giht for all that was good in him,. But the lust, it was everywhere. Every poor of him brethed sex at this point and he moaned in gratitude for his new masters "Generosity". The kimino slipped down from his now smaller frame rather quickly. it pooled at his feet, silk discarded like a sheet of paper in his eagerness. He stepped out and obediently&nbsp; turned around, holding happily onto the tree. Well hhappily was the wrong word, there was no room for that. it was all lust, need, desire.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 18:36:01</strong>
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				Krathen grinned as his new toy stripped naked and presentd himself to his new master, that cute, spankable ass so ready for him... Krathen casually sauntered over to the slutty femboy, giving his ass a nice hard spank to watch it bounce. As Krathen pressed himself against his pet, leaning over the femboy and casting a shadow over his entire body, he gripped the little slut by the throat, applying very light pressure to remind Hara of who was in charge. He then leaned in to whisper in the girly boy's ear. "Filthy. Little. Slut." he purred. <br><br>In the very next instant, Krathen's enormous prick was rammed all the way into Hara's wonderfully tight asshole, filling him to capacity and then some. Krathen wasted no time, and was immediately plowing the elven whoracle's ring-piece, every thrust seeming to rub Hara's prostate just right as Krathen lightly nibbled on the elf boy's long ears. The Lord of Desire now made it clear that he deserved his title, pleasuring Hara in ways the boy had likely never even dreamed of, his magnificent dick rubbing places in Hara's ass that the femboy probably had not even known existed. With every shuddering thrust of Krathen's hips, there was a loud clap of flesh on flesh, and Hara's feminine, rounded buttocks would ripple beautifully. And Krathen was just getting started, his thrusts slow and methodical for now. No sense spoiling the little slut right fromt he start, it was important to pace oneself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hellis</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 18:43:57</strong>
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				There was one brief though in hires lust addles mind "surrender" and then his world became that of a pink haze. His ass, tight, unspoiled and oh so inviting. Suddenly had the thickest, meanest and most powerfull of cocks rammed into it. His puckered&nbsp; whole stretched wide from the sheer girth of the monster member. The demons cock pushed agianst spots inside his body that made him both howl and moan. His back arched, his supple hips and ass seemingly vibrating with every thrust. The demons hand around his beutyfull, slender neck only added to the sheer eroticism of the scene, hair falling back against his back and the agressors thick arm.<br><br>And for the Demon lords cock, haras canal was squeezing it like a glove, pressing and working it as if the whoracle had no other purpose but then to serve this cock and this cock alone. His lips were spread in a lewd, half agape smile. eyes were slightly rolled back into this skull as there was nothing but his new master, and his masters massive cock. He pressed against him, forcing himself to take as much as his body could take. Every single thrust, he shuddered and let out&nbsp; feminine little whimpers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 18:47:14</strong>
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				Lucy giggled blushing at her compliments. "I love being a boy especially to such a sexy Futa...its one of my favorites.... Mistress"she said happily crooning with little moans as she rubbed her face into her hand like a cat getting stroked. "oh yes please mistress...I need a steady diet of sex almost constantly if I don't then bad things can happen to me..."she said gigging and softly moaning through her lips as she bit them and moaned. Lucy whimpered softly as feena got all wide eyed and paused for a moment on mouth hands which was very disappointing. She got a little scared she had displeased her which was of course the worst thing imaginable. "i'm sorry! Don't be mad Mistress...."she said desperately tugging on the tail holding her neck trying to lean in and kiss her to no avail. Her golden eyes outlined in the sane turquoise as her hair glistened and with her hair lips tall and horns got a little darker worry covering her face as get mistress didn't say anything the color changing to a dark blue. <br><br>Then her owner smiled and vigorously rubbed her pussy. She giggled loving when she said good girl and ask those compliments obviously so happy her hair turned a brighter blue then before and her eyes actually glowed. The response was not dissimilar to that of a puppy trying to play fetch. "um...I don't know much Mistress....but....I was sent once to give the demons holding it open sexual relief. I sucked them off for almost a whole day.... There is thirteen of them and if someone where to take out only three of then the remaining couldn't hold the portal open....though it doesn't matter too much since we have almost everything we need here already... But it wouldn't be too hard&nbsp; mistress"she said excitedly smiling so bright it was infectious as get pussy was rubbed her eyes searching her owners practically begging pleasing for another excited good girl accompanies by those more excited strokes to her pussy that was dripping across her fingers happily. The last few inches of her tail actually were wagging tapping against her thigh making a cute little sound as she shifted making her big gravity defying breasts jiggle happily with her little excited giggles.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 18:52:05</strong>
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				As Hara completely surrendered to his new master, Krathen made sure such appropriate behavior was adequately rewarded. His thrusts came harder and faster, each one seeming to hit with just the right intensity and accuracy, rubbing all the most sensitive parts of his new slut's innards. Krathen began to lightly spank Hara's ass, starting with gentle love taps, with each successive slap of that supple ass growing slightly more forceful. <br><br>As the Lord of Desire utterly ravished his newest plaything, he whispered in the femboy's ear. "Feel that cock-sleeve? This is your true purpose, your reason for existing... to be a nice, tight hole, a warm, shuddering sheathe meant to contain my shaft." he purred, releasing the boy's throat only to tug back on his hair instead. "You are no longer your own person, you are my willing sex slave, my obedient little toy, my <em>bitch</em>." he purred, emphasizing the last word with a particularly hard thrust. "Say it bitch. What are you, what is your purpose?" he whispered, still jamming his huge cock in and out of Hara's ass with ungodly skill and force.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 19:00:59</strong>
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				Feena grinned happily, kissing her new pet with all the love and affection she could muster. "Don't worry pet I'm not mad at all, quite to the contrary, I'm very happy with you. And don't worry, I'll make sure you get all the sex you need." she said with a naughty smile. "Such a wonderful little slut, what a good girl..." she purred, rubbing Lucy under her chin like she were indeed a treasured pet.<br><br>Internally, Feena was ecstatic. This was big, this information could give their army a chance. The way things stood, the demons seemed to have an almost limitless supply of reinforcements. If the mortals could assassinate the demons holding the portal open, even a few of them, they could collapse the portal and force the demons to rely on the forces they had present in Terra. And while that wouldn't win them the war by itself (the demons still outnumbered their army), it would make victory possible. She looked foward to sharing this information with Alexa.<br><br>"Well since my pet has been such a good girl and told me what I want to know, I think she deserves a reward. So Lucy, what would my little slut like from her mistress?" she purred, playfully squeezing Lucy's huge breasts and licking her neck. "I can probably guess what my little sex toy wants, but let me hear her beg for it anyway." she replied with a big grin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 19:27:03</strong>
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				Lucy moaned loudly into the kiss as her owner kissed her so deeply that hand rubbing her pussy driving her wild and her thighs twitch erotically. If she were a dog that would be her spot..her tummy and behind the ears for her was her pussy. It didn't even have to be sexual she just loved the intimacy of being petted there. She giggled and smiled happily moaning a little as she said she was pleased obviously feeing real sexual pleasure at just knowing she was pleased. Then she went to far...she treated her like a pet scratching under her chin and rubbing her pussy vigorously while saying those things. She practically had a seizure giggling and twitching her leg kicking sightly against the tail holding it, she was beyond sub spaced she was in total puppy mode and at the peak actually came onto her fingers before sighing with relief and sighing happily. She didn't care about any plots or the war..nothing but her owner and her sexy voice and stroking hands. She was so happy...she hadn't gotten this much focused attention and okay time in years. <br><br>The moment she heard her owners voice she giggled it didn't even matter what she was saying and in truth she didn't understand some of it due to shear giddy ness she just loved to hear her owners beautiful voice. Lucy moaned softly as her breast was squeezed and massaged while her neck was getting licked. "mmmmmmm....p..please fuck me again? Any way you want...any where you want in what ever hole...just fuck then all if you can...you can even do it publicly if you want...just pound me till I pass out"she said gigging happily. She was exhausted and wanted to be put to sleep in her favorite way...sexual exhaustion. Usually it woulda be possible except for maybe her father and equally strong lovers but feena might be able to. Plus she was already exhausted from being transforming all day and the travel in the ley....then the rape that was amazing. She whimpered her tail moving to gently wrap around her owners cock and start stroking it gently as she looked directly in her eyes get face so giddy and happy and desperate to please her all for her. "p..pretty please Mistress fuck your little pet slut"she pleaded cutely.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 19:42:10</strong>
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				Feena smiled lovingly at her adorable pet, her feelings a mixture of love, lust, and protectiveness. She fully intended to earn Lucy's love, to make the young demoness utterly loyal and obedient to her new mistress, and would do everything in her power to deserve that loyalty. As Lucy pleaded adorably to be fucked again, Feena let out a happy sigh. "Jeez, how can I turn down a request like that?" she purred softly. "Well, if my pet wants another fuck, then another fuck she shall have." Feena then lifted Lucy off the ground with her tails, spreading the girl's legs as wide as physically possible, pleased to see that the girl's flexibility allowed her legs to be spread so far that her ankles were next to her head. Making sure Lucy had a lovely view of her cock, Feena let the girl watch as suddenly a second cock of equal size grew directly above her first. With a giggle, Feena began prodding Lucy's pussy and asshole with her twin phalli, before suddenly and without warning impaling the demoness on her shafts, letting out a deep moan as she felt those wonderful channels wrap tightly around her dicks.<br><br>Feena wasted no time, thrusting hard and fast, knowing that her wonderful little slut didn't need much of a warm-up. As she plowed her sex toy's lower holes, she began to fondle the girl's breasts dextrously, clamping her lips around one of Lucy's nipples and suckling playfully. At the same time, one of her tails morphed back into that powerful tentacle, and stuffed itself down Lucy's throat, stuffing all three of the little slut's holes, just as she had requested. Her thrusts were hard and fast, loud slaps of flesh on flesh echoing through the alleyway, though thankfully the little sex toy's voice was muted by the enormous cock in her throat. Feena was a very generous mistress.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 20:17:25</strong>
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				Valentina simply smiled.&nbsp; She stared down at the map, where she was perched on the edge of the table, her feet hanging off it.&nbsp; Her father had just left to accompany the whore that was going to attempt to tap into the Root, and she had received word that the rebellious Queen was leading an assault on the flank through the Crescent.&nbsp; She'd ordered those men to pull back and regroup together closer to the camp, knowing that if the Queen was doing guerilla strikes, something else was going on as well.&nbsp; There were those that wished to press the advantage and take the Tower, but at the moment, they were following her advice - she wasn't in any place to order them, most of them at least - to not do so at this time.<br><br>She turned to one of the other Felguards.&nbsp; "If father succeeds, we'll be able to have them out of that little town in a few days, and cut off from the food supplies in the Crescent.&nbsp; The Queen won't do anything so foolish as to attack our main camp with nothing more than a few guards and champions.&nbsp; She'll fall back once she runs out of patrols, which she should have already, since I gave the order for them to pull back together."&nbsp; She brushed a wisp of blood red hair from her face.&nbsp; "Though the loss of seven scavenger bands is going to annoy father to no end, I'm sure."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 20:36:30</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=162156.msg7625628#msg7625628">Quote from: ZanaLyrander on 28-01-2013, 21:25:51</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jurai now turned to Fiona, smiling at her encouragingly. "I guess we should get going then, eh?" he suggested with a small chuckle. He then stood up, cracking his neck audibly and stretching a bit. He gestured with his fingers, indicating for the young healer to follow him as he made his way to the barracks to decide on the men he wanted to bring with him on this mission. He ended up selecting a few of his old soldiers along with a normal retinue of elves and humans, a rather diverse group of soldiers all told. Once everyone had gotten their gear and was ready to go, Jurai turned to the lovely human girl at his side. "Well, since you are the one who knows where this cave is, lead the way my dear." he said with a friendly grin.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Fiona was still trying to take in the fact that she would be put in charge of part of the mortal armies if something was to happen to the queen, the thought worried her, she was no leader, she wasn't even much of a moral boost, but she couldn't worry about that for now, instead she had to focus on her mission, she was the only one who knew the rivers path, and she would have to get there soon, "Yes Jurai, We'll need to be quick or we will lose the element of supprise." The path to the River, as well as the time below it seemed to pass with a blur, the two enterances were well concealed within mounds and dips, unless you knew they were there, you would entirely overlook them. Inside the path there was not always room to walk on dry, so occasionally they had to step into the water but this only slowed them down a short while, before long they had come to the opening on the other side of the outlook, entirely out of sight. "So Jurai. Where should we strike first?" She asked, prefering to leave this part to the combatants.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 20:49:38</strong>
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				Lucy whimpered softly looking lovingly back into her owners eyes so happy that she could feel the love and the just flowing from her. Lucy giggled as she said she couldn't refuse like a kid in a candy store about to check out with have the store in his bag. "oh yes mistress please fuck me good..."she begged wontonly. Lucy giggled sightly as she was lifted and again as her legs where forced up to her head her breasts sandwiched sexy between her knees her ass spread wide for anyone to see. Lucy bit her lip looking down at the cock her tail was stroking as it split into two another growing above the first. She gasped and squeeked in pure joy as she removed her tail to wrap around her big heavy balls squeezing and massaging then while lightly tugging on then towards herself. Not that she was forcing but like how a kid that ready wants a toy tugs lightly on his mothers sleeve just to know he's there and wants it. "oh God Mistress"she said shuddering and moaning as those twin monsters prodded asst her holes. They were even bigger then the ones her father had used on her before...she knew this would hurt but feel better then almost anything she had every felt before. Then suddenly she dropped as she thrusted towards and she was impaled half the cocks sinking in before getting stuck for a moment and then on the second thrust the rest slammed in sucker punching her womb and deeper in the ass then she had felt in a long time. The result was a generous orgasm of sticky fem cum all over the cocks.<br><br>Lucy was in heaven as her new owner pounded away into her as she moaned out loud enough surly for the whole of the army to hear. She screamed out that turned into a giggle as she felt her nipple getting sucked and nibbled woke both get getting massaged by a master. She moaned loudly groaning deeply in her husky chest voice every so often on a particularly good hard thrust. In this position keena reminded Lucy of a horse proudly bucking its mighty shafts into its mare while its big balls spanked her clit. Lucy looked up just in time to squeal and giggle in delight as the huge cock tentacle shot down her throat bulging it visibly while Lucy let out the deepest and sexiest of whorish moans that had ever been released on this part of the world while her pussy and ass clenched in unison over and over fluttering as they miked her cocks like she probably had never experienced before both rubbing every curve holding every angle of her shafts to the point it was more difficult to pull out then push in. Lucy was crying again this time tears of pressured joy running down her cheeks her eyes rolled back and closing or fluttering periodically. She was so happy and felt so amazing. She honestly could say she had never been fucked like this in her life.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 20:51:39</strong>
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				Jurai followed behind Fiona, much appreciating the view of her pert backside as they walked (he might have been a very honerable man, but Jurai was certainly not blind). Perhaps as a result, the time seemed to fly by, and soon they had emerged from the underground passage. Now that they were out in the light, he also had to admit, the way Fiona's clothes clung to her while wet was also quite appealing... he shook his head. <em>Damn, I'm thinking like my grandfather...</em> he muttered internally.<br><br>"I'm thinking we should take out a few patrols that wander too far from the rest of their army, thin them out. Of course they'll notice those patrols are gone, and suspect our army has gotten much closer than it really has, and will send scouts to investigate. If we can take them out too, they'll be forced to send more forces. If we can draw enough of them away from their base, we can risk a quick guerilla attack on their headquarters even."<br><br>Jurai then took command of the operation, doing just as he had stated, setting an ambush for a patrol about a mile from the base. When the patrol was in range, Jurai's squad struck, a third of the patrol dead from arrows before they even knew they were under attack, at which point Jurai and his men leapt from the bushes and trees, swords drawn. The rest didn't put up much of a fight. Now, with the first step in his plan complete, they had to wait to see how the demons would react. Jurai was eager to slay more of them for what they had done to this world.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 20:56:28</strong>
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				While the others were all waiting in ambush Fiona made sure she remained a safe distance away as to make sure she didn't get in the way of the fighting, she knew that she was the soldiers only chance of survival while they was out here if they was to get hurt and she wasn't about to let them down, although she was entirely oblivious to the guys looking at her soaked body, the feeling of it was enough for her to take this opportunity to wring out her clothing and dry off a little. Once the combat was over Narumi ran to the group and quickly took care of any injuries they had, if she could keep them at their best, the more chance everyone would get out alive.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 21:06:58</strong>
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				A Felguard scout came charging into the tent, and nearly fell to his knees as Valentina turned a baleful glaze on him.&nbsp; "Don't you announce yourself first before entering Lord Krathen's tent?&nbsp; Even if he is away, one of his consorts might be present."&nbsp; She waved a hand, and the demon gasped as he rose to his feet.&nbsp; "Lady Valentina, one of our scout patrols just went missing.&nbsp; They reported in on the Crescent side of the camp, but they never reported in opposite the Tower."<br><br>Her head came up, and she turned to stare at him.&nbsp; "Really now?&nbsp; I didn't think they'd be that gutsy...&nbsp; But how did they get around us?&nbsp; Bah.&nbsp; They probably just deserted.&nbsp; Call up an armed band.&nbsp; I will lead them myself," she said, pushing from the table and landing on her feet.&nbsp; "Let's get moving," she said, and breezed through the camp, grabbing soldiers here and there, and four Felguards to accompany her.&nbsp; "If they deserted, they will be very unhappy when we catch them.&nbsp; And if the mortals have gotten that foolish, well... maybe I'll just have a few prisoners for Father to interrogate when he gets back."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 21:07:51</strong>
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				Feena grinned at her pet, still burying all three of her lengths as deep as possible in Lucy's delicious body. She continued to suckle at her plaything's nipples while stuffing her full of cock, occasionally biting ever so gently down on those sensitive nubs. Then, as if her current assault was not enough, another of Feena's tails began to tickle her little slut's clitoris, rubbing it every which way while her holes were impaled time and again. "That's my little slut." she purred, making the word 'slut' sound like a term of endearment and affection. Though she had just met Lucy, Feena was already quite fond of the young demoness, and was eager show just how fond she was.<br><br>As she violated her toy's every orifice, Feena actually began to sing softly, a beautiful fey lullaby, as if she were indeed fucking the girl to sleep. Though Lucy probably could not understand any of the words Feena was saying as she screwed her senseless, the intent was clear. It was meant to comfort the girl, to make her feel loved and safe. Even this unspeakably carnal and erotic scene seemed almost pure and tender, as natural as a mother rocking her child to sleep.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 22:00:17</strong>
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				As Jurai and the men were relocating to a new area, one of the men he had on lookout duty mention that he had spotted more forces headed their way. It was a reasonably sized group, but no larger than the force Jurai and Fiona had under there command. "Alright, set up ambush positions again, we do this quickly. We can't afford prolonged battles." As before, the men all hid themselves in such a way that they were hard to spot, but could still have a clear line of fire to the approaching patrols, arrows already knocked and bows drawn as the war band approached.<br><br>The moment they were all in range, Jurai's men unleased a swarm of arrows upon their foes, and immediately burst from hiding, weapons drawn, trying to reduce their numbers as much as possible, as quickly as possible. As the battle broke out, Jurai quickly identified their leader, a sexy demoness dressed fairly revealingly, though not as much as some lust demons he had encountered. He eyed her warily, keeping his distance at first, his long, razor-sharp sword drawn and ready to cut her down should she give him the opportunity.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 22:15:02</strong>
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				The warriors fell around her, and Valentina shook her head.&nbsp; "Bad move," she said, the whip uncoiling from her hip with a faint hiss.&nbsp; "You should have just let this band go."&nbsp; As she spoke, the whip spun and danced around her, flashes of light reflecting off the metal chunks woven into the braid itself as she spun and twirled, her wings occasionally flaring and launching her up a low swing or stab from one of the soldiers.&nbsp; The whip tore bare flesh open where it struck, and scored any armor that fell in its path.<br><br>She paused, eyeing the orc before her with a faint smile, almost daring him to come at her as the whip continued to dance around her.&nbsp; One of the mortal soldiers rose up from the ground preparing to stab her through the middle, and she shifted her weight.&nbsp; The man crumpled back to the ground, clutching his head with an agonized scream as blood ran from his nose.&nbsp; "No, no, no, you don't stab me in the back," she murmured, and then waved a hand, the soldiers closing into a semi circle behind her.&nbsp; "Come now, Champion.&nbsp; Do you really think you can best me alone, with soldiers still at my back?"<br><br>She giggled, and the sound washed over the area as one of the Felguards with her ran one of the mortals through.&nbsp; "I can promise you none of them will touch you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 22:22:17</strong>
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				"Corperal Redcoat! Men push them back let me get access to him!" With the order the men pushed their way forward fighting the demons away from Redcoat, in that time Fiona dived out from her hiding spot, staff in hand as she tried to drag Redcoat away from the fighting, the rest of the soldiers fighting on the defensive making sure that they could buy time for Fiona to pull clear the dieing body of the soldier. As much as it was a stupid desision to dive in like she did, Fiona just wasn't about to let a man die in front of her if she could help it, at the moment they were all alive, she promised she would bring them home!<br><br>(More just a way for me to get involved :))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 22:32:17</strong>
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				Jurai eyed the demoness without a flicker of emotion, his eyes cold as he analyzed her fighting style carefully. But then when she asked if he thought he could best her alone, and promised her soldiers would not touch him, Jurai broke into a smile. "They wouldn't be able to touch me anyway." Suddenly the orc warrior <em>moved</em> his hands a blur as he drew and flung three knives faster than the eye could track, all of them aimed at Valentina or the soldiers behind her should she evade them. <br><br>In an instant, he closed the distance between himself and the demoness, his sword moving so fast that if one were to blink they would not even see it coming. He kept up his attack, forcing the demoness to either stick to defense or be cut to ribbons. Jurai had already been one of if not the most skilled swordsman in the world, and now he had used his power to copy the technique of Shizuru, the former demon general, having mastered her style in their last fight. So now her terrifying skill had been added to his own, making Jurai quite possibly the deadliest swordsman to ever walk the face of Terra. His slashes fell like rain, giving Valentina almost no time to react. Jurai's powers were not as flashy as other champions or felguard, but he was no less dangerous.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 23:03:54</strong>
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				The suddenness of the launch had Valentina stepping back, the whip flicking around to swat two of the daggers away, though one of them managed to get through and punch into her shoulder, drawing a grunt from her as she stepped back from the initial charge, scrambling to get her whip back around.&nbsp; There was a faint flicker in her eyes as she did step back.&nbsp; She recognized that style.&nbsp; She had sparred with Shizuru once or twice, and had found even then that the woman was fast, fast enough to actually cause injuries to her own body.<br><br>She skipped several steps backward, the Reapers moving back from her to keep out of the line of the fight.&nbsp; There were several rips in her clothes, and a few of them had trickles of blood from slices to her skin as she danced backward.&nbsp; The whip coiled and danced, the ringing of metal against metal as the shards entwined in the whip clattered against Jurai's sword.&nbsp; "Huh.&nbsp; Well now, that's rather disconcerting," she said, her eyes focusing on the girl that had darted out toward the man that had been downed during the first few seconds, and a cruel smile crept across her face.&nbsp; "I wonder, however," she said, and then there was an impact to the air, as her malevolent gaze bored into both Jurai and Fiona, the sheer power of her hatred for the mortals behind it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 00:30:43</strong>
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				Jurai grunted as the pain washed over him, but it didn't seem to bother him that much. After all, this was a man who had fought and won many a battle while impaled, clearly pain did not really have that much of an impact on him. However, he didn't want to draw this out much longer. The whip, while a very dangerous weapon in the hands of an expert, which Valentina certainly seemed to be, had one major disadvantage: it was not particularly effective in very close quarters. Therefore Jurai had an idea for how to defeat the demoness.<br><br>He kept up his assault, trying to keep her on the defensive. Then as it appeared that he was about to go in for another slash, he feinted, switching his sword to his left hand, leaving him free to slip in close, duck down, and deliver a devastatingly powerful elbow strike with his right arm, aimed right at her gut. Then he suddenly straightened up, rapidly throwing his head back in an attempt to catch her under the chin with a rising headbutt. Orcs had very hard skulls, and a sharp blow to the underside of the chin could knock a person out cold if it had enough force behind it, which was exactly what Jurai was attempting to do.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 01:00:21</strong>
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				But Valentina wasn't there.&nbsp; She had stepped back quickly at the feint, the whip coming across in a searing line in front of her as she danced back a few steps.&nbsp; The aura would hone down, focusing fully on the orc as she lunged back in, her whip dancing in a deadly line of steel and leather crosshatch in front of her.&nbsp; She smiled, though that smile had no humour, and was absolutely full of hatred and distaste as she lunged forward, aiming several quick lashes toward the orc's arms and legs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 01:14:55</strong>
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				Jurai was annoyed that she had managed to dodge his blow, he thought for sure he had been close enough that she couldn't dodge at that range. As she stepped back, her whip hit him across the face, drawing a line of blood on his left cheek, which only seemed to make him mad. Her aura was now focused entirely on him, and he gritted his teeth with pain and anger (the two being pretty hard to distinguish between with him), and decided he had had enough of this. Valentina was about to learn the same lesson Shizuru had learned when Jurai had fought her: an enemy who is not afraid of injury is exceedingly dangerous. Jurai ran straight at the demoness, not even caring as her whip left gashes all over him, using her own men to box her in so that she had no place to dodge to before he tackled her, attempting to force her to the ground. Valentina was indeed a skilled fighter, but in a grapple, Jurai had a nearly overwhelming advantage. He was bigger, stronger, and had mastered half a dozen grapple-based martial arts. He would have her pinned in a hurry.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 01:22:37</strong>
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				A soft smirk was the first expression on Valentina's face, though it quickly faded to a look of shock as the orc charged her THROUGH the curtain her whip was weaving.&nbsp; She stepped back several times, but was soon left with no room as she nearly backs over one of the Reapers.&nbsp; The Reapers leap back out of the way, and Valentina went down, the orc landing on top of her.&nbsp; This was bad.&nbsp; In this position, she had no room to use the whip, and she was in no position to use another of her favored tactics, especially when it came to dealing with males of any race.&nbsp; So she resorted to another trick that had always worked in the past, and at this range, had no chance of missing.&nbsp; Cupping her hand, she slammed it down hard on his ear, her teeth gritting as she struggled to get out from beneath his weight.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 01:29:58</strong>
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				As Valentina went down, Jurai quickly attempted to establish control of the grapple, wincing as she struck him in the ear, but also immediately catching her arm and putting her in a joint lock. At the same time, he began to press his forearm agains her throat, applying pressure to restrict her breathing, but also as a warning. From this position, if Jurai threw all his weight onto that forearm, he could snap her neck or crush her windpipe. His eyes transfixed her, meeting her gaze and allowing her to see the rage behind those green eyes. "Yield." he growled, making it quite clear from his tone that this was not a request, and that he would not be asking twice. Between the ringing of his ear, the pain from his wounds and the demoness' aura, he was in no mood for games, and if she continued being difficult, he would not hesitate to kill her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 01:54:48</strong>
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				Her eyes flickered for a moment, and then the pain would slowly recede from him.&nbsp; "Stand down, Reapers," she called out, her voice grating slightly.&nbsp; The Reapers back down, though they had been preparing to draw weapons and attack the orc.&nbsp; Her eyes locked to Jurai's, and she nodded.&nbsp; "You have beaten me fair and square.&nbsp; I yield," she said simply, and then turned her head slightly.&nbsp; "Back to the camp, Reapers.&nbsp; And as soon as my father returns, be sure to inform him of the appearance of the man who bested me."&nbsp; She smiled sweetly, opening her hand, the whip falling away.&nbsp; "After all.&nbsp; Wouldn't want you to kill me.&nbsp; My father would take it SO poorly if one of his daughters were to die."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 02:11:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jurai ignored the demoness' words, simply glaring at her for a moment before speaking to Fiona, never taking his eyes off of Valentina, not trusting her as far as he could throw her, probably less given how strong he was. "Fiona, are you okay? Can you bring me some rope to deal with our guest here?" he called. "As for you my dear." he added, turning to Valentina, "I have no idea who you are, who your father is, or why I should give a shit, but since you seem to think your father would intimidate me, I'm guessing you are talking about the Demon Lord. If so, I was under the impression that he had thousands of daughters, don't they call him the Father of Demons or something? Sure, he might be a bit miffed if I killed one of his toys, but what does he care? He has more." Jurai replied with a laugh, clearly having low expectations for Krathen's 'fatherly love'.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 18:09:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, I'm alright, that was weird, but we managed to get by without any fatalities, a few are hurt but I can heal them shortly" She smiled, glad everyone was alive, handing Jurai some rope and a reel of cloth, figuring if they were going to take this woman through the passage they should blindfold her so they don't find out the enterances. "Do you think we'll be able to make any other strikes? We haven't done much damage yet but we might've bought time for the others, What do you think?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 18:15:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jurai nodded, surprised that they had no fatalities, but that was probably just a sign of Fiona's skill as a healer. He thanked the young human girl as she handed him some rope, which he used to very effectively tie Valentina's arms behind her back. Jurai was quite skilled with ropes, and even a master escape artist would have a difficult time slipping out of his bindings. "We might be able to make a few more strikes, but we need to deal with our captive here first."<br><br>The orc now turned back to the demoness he had restrained, clearly still a bit annoyed with her. His wounds were starting to hurt now, and his ear still stung from that blow. Luckily he had essentially been kneeling on top of her at the time, as an ear strike like that had temporarily thrown his balance off, and he might have stumbled had he been standing up. "Alright, now, if you would be so kind, what are your numbers back at Arene. I realize a large portion of your forces are in the field right now, so how many are currently assigned to defense?" he asked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hellis</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 18:35:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As the demon lord nibbled and bit the boys ears made him audibly moan, the feeling of his sharp teeth against his skin just fired up something carnal and vile inside him. He pushed back, pressing greedily up against the thickness inside him. He hissed, the pain and pleasure becoming undestinguishable as slap after slap rained down his supple ass. The lean fat rippling and the skin turning red as he was treated like a little whore. His cock was straining, throbbing as the demon lord savagle assulted his prostate.<br><br>"Nnh I am your bitch my lord!" one might have wondered why he'd break so easily. But one had to understand that oracles forced themselves to restrain any need or lust in order to not taint their gift. To the now utterly defile elf, the term whoracle was more then accurate. All feelings were trippled due to his gift and his new body was already sensitive to begin with. "Fuck me Master!" He moaned again and again as fingers dug into tree hard enough to draw blood. He was surrendering to this thickness, this dominance. His mind blank.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 18:49:19</strong>
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				Krathen smirked as his new slut's voice was raised, sounding utterly whorish as he begged his new master to fuck him, declaring himself the Demon Lord's bitch. "What a good little slut." he purred, giving Hara another hard spank as he stuffed the femboy's tight asshole to the brim with his magnificent cock, rubbing all the right places in his cock-sleeve's asshole. "You will make a fine cum-dumpster." he purred, his breath tickling the whoracle's ear as he leaned over him, treating him like a piece of meat as he fucked the little slut senseless.<br><br>Krathen then gripped the back of Hara's hair and yanked him back away from the tree, immediately grabbing hold of the femboy's wrists to use like reins, tugging back on his arms to force his demonic cock as deep into the little bitch's backdoor as possible with every thrust. "Moan you little whore." he whispered, his voice sexy enough to make a virgin cream their pants. "Moan nice and loud, I want the whole forrest to hear what an utter slut you are. Let them hear how much you love taking your master's cock up the ass, how much you are enjoying being raped." he purred with a grin, licking the boy's neck as he dominated him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 21:23:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Valentina simply stayed still when the orc bound her, and then smirked up at him.&nbsp; "You don't seriously expect me to tell you anything, do you?&nbsp; I know better than to betray my father.&nbsp; While he may have more paternal instincts than you lot ascribe to him, he will not hesitate to destroy someone who betrays him, even his own daughter."&nbsp; She shook her head, closing her lips tightly in a thin-lipped smile.&nbsp; "If you want me to talk, you're going to have to give me FAR more incentive than simply beating me in combat and tying me up, little man."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 00:33:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jurai's eyes narrowed at the demoness as she spoke defiantly. He had half a mind to beat the information out of her, but that would take time they didn't have, and besides, he disliked hurting foes who could not fight back. Still, something in her tone made him pause. "Yes, your father sounds like a lovely man." he replied sarcastically. "But what 'incentive' are you talking about my dear? You speak as if there is indeed something that could make you talk. If so, let's cut to the chase: what is it that you want in exchange for this information? Unless you actually have a deal to offer, then you are just a waste of my time." he replied flatly. He honestly didn't expect the demoness to offer anything resembling a reasonable trade, assuming she offered anything at all, but still he would humor her for a moment. If she continued being tight lipped, they'd bring her back to Sequen for questioning, as their were professional interrogators there who had far more effective methods for acquiring cooperation.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 01:01:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kallysta's fist slammed down on the table as her messengers sent her 'up to date' information with a cry of rage, causing the poor demon scout to flinch just slightly at the energy radiating from demoness' rage.&nbsp; With news that Valentina was captured, that news was <em>far</em> from up to date and the demoness didn't make it a secret that she was displeased with that fact.&nbsp; Had the situation have been any different and she didn't need her scouts, Kallysta would've commanded the lesser demon to be killed - something she let him know with the piercing glare of her silver eyes.&nbsp; "Take a few of the plant soldiers with you and find her," she growled at one of her own trusted guards, her usually sultry voice sounding harsh even to her own ears; Kallysta wasn't going to accept the concept on prisoners under her watch.&nbsp; The turquoise haired demoness didn't seem to care that the captive wasn't of her brood, only that she <em>would not</em> allow the other side to take prisoners.<br><br>Her own guard saluted before exiting the tent, not at all surprised at his mistress' determination - first her daughter was taken, now the brat of one of her consorts were taken in a likely attempt to prove herself - so far, this defense the demoness had going didn't seem to be going well.&nbsp; Luckily, the fact that they had Valentina was something that would work to Kallysta's advantage - she would be able to find out <em>which</em> cave they were using as a temporary base and strike there.&nbsp; With a flicker of her slender fingers, she sent the small platoon on their way, both to gather information for the second wave to attack the small group that would try to take back the city, as well as gather information for her to take back Valentina.&nbsp; <br><br>This wasn't going to be easy in terms of tactics but Kallysta's silver eyes gleamed at the challenge.&nbsp; If there was anything that she learned from all her years of being Krathen's consort, it was her cunning wit that he prized as much as her sexuality, and that was <em>definitely</em>something she was planning on showing the other side.&nbsp; Krathen may not be the 'best of fathers' but he had a rather sharp witted woman by his side to make up for it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 02:02:27</strong>
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				Valentina gave a sultry grin, and her eyes seemed to glow as they locked to Jurai's, the grin growing.&nbsp; "But what do I want of ALL of your kind?&nbsp; Just submit.&nbsp; Let my father rule all of Terra, and just give in to his desires, his whims, his every <em>need</em>.&nbsp; Only then can you cast aside all those... <em>petty</em> morals that prevent you from enjoying your life, from enjoying the world around you."<br><br>The glow in her eyes seemed to intensify, and she projected her own mind outward, reaching for that of the orc, probing and searching for those little things that could make her captor go absolutely wild, that would make him do exactly as she was asking, one corner of her mouth turning up slightly farther than the other, into a faint smirk.<br><br>"I can give you your deepest, darkest, most desperate desires, little man.&nbsp; All you have to do is ask, and give yourself over to them."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 02:17:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jurai glared at the demoness before him. "Like I said, if you don't have a real offer, then you are just a waste of my time. Your father butchered nine-tenths of everyone I ever knew. I've seen first hand what the fate of this world will be if the Demon Lord wins. And sorry, but I don't <em>do</em> submission. You want our world? You'll have to kill every last one of us first." he growled. "And as for my deepest desire, that would probably be your father's head rolling at my feet, and I think I can get that on my own, thanks." he said with a small snarl. "I can see that talking to you is a waste of time. We'll take you back with us, turn you over to command, see if they can get anything out of you, because I personally don't hear anything coming out of your mouth besides hot air."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 02:36:28</strong>
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				Anastasia's body was utterly filled with magic, it flowed through her in waves. Her eyes and palms began to glow with a purple energy as her magic was beginning to overflow. She raises her arms, causing the ground to tremble an crack as countless arms of the undead began to burst through the ground. Trees began to sway and moan, bushed an other plants began to twist and jerk as her magic poured out. As undead arose, some of them gathered together, flesh and bones began to knit together as horrid abominations began to form. Trees roots began to burst through the soil. Their appearances changing into darker twisted and corrupted versions. The few Fae, dryads, and elves that could tried to escape. As Anastasia's necromantic and plant magics began to corrupt and drive the dryads insane. Trees began to twist and mutate into horrid monsters. The forest began to turn into a twisted dark place that nightmares are made of. Trees began to rise out of the ground, plants forming into humanoid like creatures. Armies of plants and undead began to move, Anastasia's body was consumed by magic. "Go forth, destroy my enemies. Take the whispering tree, and bring me forth the magic jewel it holds." As the armies of undead, plant like horrors, and undead abominations began to head towards the whispering tree. The armies numbers would grow as time passed, and soon countless of these plants and creations would overwhelm the whispering tree. Anastasia had drained the natural magic from the forest and herself began to head towards the whispering tree. Though she won't leave the forest until Trent sized trees were mobilizing. She was pouring magic from her hands, as this happened it seemed as if the entire forest was mobilizing. " go and do as I&nbsp; your master command!" Anastasia would easily overrun the whispering tree unless someone stopped her. <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://images.epilogue.net/users/weeman/DRYAD_CJC_FI.jpg)(http://media.wizards.com/images/magic/daily/ftl/ftl158_zombies.jpg)</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 03:02:47</strong>
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				Valentina gave a huff, and shook her head, her eyes half lidding.&nbsp; "You don't think I've dreamed of that very thing my entire life?"&nbsp; Her voice grew softer, even as she turned her head away from Jurai's glare.&nbsp; "He... corrupts everything he touches.&nbsp; Even my... my own mother was just a... a plaything for him.&nbsp; He has... expectations of his children, expectations... I've tried so hard to fulfill.&nbsp; To be uncaring, to be heartless.&nbsp; To be adept at... at causing pain.&nbsp; My mother... my mother was an angel, and that's not a... a figure of speech."<br><br>She shook her head, clearing her throat.&nbsp; "My... my first task to... earn his approval and... and my place in... in his army... was to... to torture and... and kill my own mother."&nbsp; There was a strange sound from her then, a sound that almost sounded like a sob.&nbsp; "He wasn't... wasn't satisfied until I... I made her scream for... for mercy," she said, wriggling slightly against the ground.&nbsp; This motion caused the edge of her corset to shift up, revealing the beginnings of a nasty network of scars.&nbsp; "I've longed to... to kill him, but... he's too... too strong.&nbsp; He has... ways of keeping... keeping people complacent, keeping them from... from lashing out at him."<br><br>She shook her head, the motion causing the moisture that was welling at the corners of her eyes to course down her cheeks.<br><br><hr><br>Alexa jerked, holding up a hand as she went completely silent.&nbsp; But in her head, an entire conversation took place.<br><br><em>HIGHNESS!&nbsp; The entire wood over the Root has just started moving!</em><br><br><em><strong>What do you mean, the forest has started moving?</strong></em><br><br><em>I mean the trees are pulling up their roots and moving.&nbsp; They're... they're coming this way, mi'lady!</em><br><br><em><strong>Hold them off as long as you can, and inform the city.&nbsp; Get the army out here, we CANNOT lose the Tower!</strong></em><br><br>She yanked the reins of her horse around, signalling to the men around her.&nbsp; "To the Tower!&nbsp; They've breached the Root!&nbsp; We have to stop them!"<br><br>All of them thundered out toward the middle of the valley, riding like the winds of Hell themselves were behind them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 09:49:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lucy groaned loudly onto the huge cock constantly thrusting down her throat.&nbsp; The pleasure was unbelievable she had never experienced anything like This With the position and the bondage and with a sexy futa to boot. She could feel the tricksters huge breasts pressing against her as her own were being molested and sucked on being bitten frequently.&nbsp; The pleasure ofher to all the stimulation was already very nearly too much for poor Lucy and when yet another amazing tail came from her owner to come around and begin to rape her clit too she came yet again her cum dripping down those shafts to pool on the ground as well.&nbsp; Lucy listened to her owner pleased by her body and it unable to cease is cumming she whimpered like a puppy loving her owners tone and how she treating her.&nbsp; Lucy was in love...... smitten beyond anything she had ever felt before.&nbsp; <br><br>Lucy shuddered her breathing becoming more ragged as her owner began to sing her a lullaby.&nbsp; She couldn't believe this..... It was too beautiful for words.&nbsp; She stated to cry her eyes closing as she listened to her owner calming and relaxing even as her body was pounded and raped to far past her limit.&nbsp; She moaned weaker Cummings again as her owner fucked and sang her to sleep. As he body trembled, shook,&nbsp; spasmed and squirted she fell unconscious.&nbsp; She was far too high and blissful to know if it was the loving touching and singing or the brutal rape that rather lulled her to sleep or forced her to black out but the result was the same...... a very happy,&nbsp; very tired, very addicted,&nbsp; very much in love little sexy Lucy blacked out in feenas tails with the cocks in her still being milked better then most mortals could at their best while she was asleep! 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 13:08:05</strong>
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				Feena sighed happily as she finally reached orgasm again, pumping her cum into the sleeping demoness, who seemed to have drifted off during their lovemaking. She gently lifted the gorgeous young demoness up and carried her off into the woods, finding the small hideaway in a hollowed out tree where she had been living recently (she never liked living in towns). She gingerly tucked her new pet into bed, giving her a deep kiss as she slept. She looked about the room, finally finding what she had been looking for. A beautiful leather collar, which she fastened around Lucy's neck, complete with a little tag reading "Feena's Pet."<br><br>It was then that suddenly Feena received a message from the Whispering Tower. <em>To all Champions and soldiers in Sequen, the Whispering Tower is under attack from the Root, massive hordes of undead and walking plants are headed our way.</em> Feena jumped up startled. The Root? But that's where Hara had been sent... She replied immediately. <em>This is Feena, where is the oracle, where is Hara? Have you received any word from him or the one accompanying him?</em> The reply came just as swiftly. <em>Champion Hara has sent no communication since entering the Root, and last we heard, he entered alone.</em> Feena's eyes widened. <em>He never called for backup? But... Damn it!</em><br><br>Feena immediately took off, leaping into the air and transforming into a falcon, soaring off towards the Whispering Tower. <em>Damnit, damnit, damnit! This is all my fault!</em> she muttered to herself as she flew as fast as she could, racing towards the undead hordes advancing on the Tower. The moment she was close enough, Feena shifted in midair into one of her favorite animal forms, that of a nine-tailed fox the size of a dire wolf. She landed directly on a powerful treant, knocking it to the ground as he tails and powerful jaws tore it limb from limb. Before the undead soldiers around her could even react to her presence, Feena was already on the move, bolting through the crowd of walking dead. Her tails each sprouted long sword blades from the tips, and began to trash around her in a whirlwind of steel, tearing up the undead lines as she dashed through them. Undead and Treants were powerful creatures, but they weren't too fast, and without someone controlling them directly, they were none too smart either. If she could keep this up, she might be able to thin their ranks sufficiently that the soldiers at the Whispering Tower could mount a defense, maybe even long enough for reinforcements to arrive.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 17:47:57</strong>
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				With a roar and a long ululating howl, Alexa and her guards bolted around the Tower, coming into sight of the army from the Root.&nbsp; Alexa leaned forward in the saddle, shaking her head sharply.&nbsp; Pulling the blade free form the scabbard tied to the saddle, she raised it high, and then dropped it to point at the enemy.&nbsp; "Once more to battle my friends!&nbsp; Cut them down where they stand and leave none alive!" she bellowed, her words lost as the group crashed into the enemy line, blades flashing and dancing around them as their charge slowed to a near halt from the sheer mass of opponents.<br><br><em><strong>Tell those troops to put a move on it, and triple time it out here.&nbsp; And find out where in the nine Hells Feena is!&nbsp; On second though</strong></em> she thought, her eyes catching a glimpse of a strange creature she'd never seen the likes of before.&nbsp; <em><strong>I think I just found her.&nbsp; Get those men OUT here!</strong></em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hellis</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 22:38:31</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=162156.msg7639022#msg7639022">Quote from: ZanaLyrander on 30-01-2013, 18:49:19</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Krathen smirked as his new slut's voice was raised, sounding utterly whorish as he begged his new master to fuck him, declaring himself the Demon Lord's bitch. "What a good little slut." he purred, giving Hara another hard spank as he stuffed the femboy's tight asshole to the brim with his magnificent cock, rubbing all the right places in his cock-sleeve's asshole. "You will make a fine cum-dumpster." he purred, his breath tickling the whoracle's ear as he leaned over him, treating him like a piece of meat as he fucked the little slut senseless.<br><br>Krathen then gripped the back of Hara's hair and yanked him back away from the tree, immediately grabbing hold of the femboy's wrists to use like reins, tugging back on his arms to force his demonic cock as deep into the little bitch's backdoor as possible with every thrust. "Moan you little whore." he whispered, his voice sexy enough to make a virgin cream their pants. "Moan nice and loud, I want the whole forrest to hear what an utter slut you are. Let them hear how much you love taking your master's cock up the ass, how much you are enjoying being raped." he purred with a grin, licking the boy's neck as he dominated him.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br>His hands came free as his arms&nbsp; were jacked back rather viciously from the tree. But the boy was far to gone to even care of any superficial pain. no all he could focus on was the thickness that ravaged his tight ass. The massive swollen cock that lodged itself deep inside his rectum. Every time whe thrust the boys moans became more desperate, louder and more vichius sounding. It was like something else had manifested itself inside him a deep, carnal beast. The seed of corruption burning within his lustfull vessel. He rode against&nbsp; the cock, it squeezed and massaged the Demon Lords cock happily. Coaxing him to fill the elven whoracle full with potent demon seed.<br><br>"FUCK ME! I AM YOUR WHORE: I LOVE BEING YOUR WHORE:" he moaned again and again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 23:58:54</strong>
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				Lucy slept finally after such a long day. She was so happy content with her new lover. She felt so safe and loved for the first tine in years and years. She didn't have to fight and get abused to remain loved...she didn't have to worry about being forgotten or hurt. Finally someone loved her for her. She slept dreaming the dreams only the happiest of pets can dream. She giggled on the bed cuddling with the sheets her owner had left on her smelling the scent and it instantly bring a smile to her in her sleep. She woke after a few hours sitting up and yawning. She found herself in a very strange house and in a very comfortable bed. She giggled and sat up looking around exploring the house and it wasn't until she passed a mirror that she noticed the leather collar tight and locked around her neck. She squeeked and squealed jumping up and down randomly switching forms from the boy to the girl to a milf to a wolf. She giggled pouncing on the bed and vigorously masturbating to spurt on the second pillow marking it as hers gigging happily. Then she rather impressively collapsed falling back asleep.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 04:16:01</strong>
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				"Go forth, slaughter all in your path. Leave no survivors! And take the tree!" As Anastasia made her commands the dead armies and plant armies charged at full speed and force to the whispering tree. All of Anastasia special '<em>sylvari</em>' units began to circle her. "I knew none of you would listen to me, such good pets. Now your mission is to sneak into the tree among the chaos, assassinate any in your way. And bring my the jewel the tree holds." As she told the assassins what to do they all nodded and began their swift assault. Anastasia headed toward the tree herself, not to take it. But to be a decoy, she was still super charged and she was going to use it to draw attention away from the tree. She moved with a deadly grace, a shawl of oversized roses swarming around her shoulders and arms. As she approached she saw a large fox like monster tearing at her ranks. "Ohhh no this wont do, I'm going to have to put this bad puppy down." She flung her right arm out, sending large thorny vines out like a whip. The vines stretched at a high velocity, whipping at the fox's face. Her other hand flung out sending a small hail of poisonous thorns at the beast. "All who get in the way will be eliminated, you'd make a great addition to my undead ranks beast!" She was taunting it, clearly challenging it and all who opposed. She knew her assassins would sneak around and make it onto the tree with ease, as long as Anastasia could prevent them from noticing. She would like this done without too many of her creations dying. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 13:32:00</strong>
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				Jurai listened to Valentina's words with uncertainty. It did seem like something Krathen would do... corrupting an angel was certainly not beyond the Demon Lord's capabilities, and he would not put it past the man to force his own daughter to torture her mother... He obviously still didn't trust Valentina, but he believed her story for the moment. "If that is the case, then why don't you help us, attack him indirectly?" he suggested. "I'm not sure I even believe you, but if you are telling the truth, what have you to lose by telling us your numbers at the fort? There is no way for him to know that you told us that." he added, curious to see how this demoness would react.<br><br>Unfortunately, as he was interrogating the prisoner, one of the lookouts called to Jurai and alerted him of more troops advancing, strange ones that looked like plants (the ones sent by Kallysta, though he did not know that). "Shit..." Jurai grimaced. He then turned to Fiona. "What do you think, is it worth taking her with us, or should we leave her here for them to find?" he asked in a hushed tone.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 14:00:22</strong>
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				Krathen grinned as he noticed Anastasia complete the ritual, the Whispering Tower was as good as theirs now. He continued to ravish his little butt-slut, slamming his huge dick deep into Hara's asshole, spanking the boy's buttocks as he did. "Good little whoracle." he purred playfully, stuffing the femboy's tight anus with his cock, deliberately rubbing the little slut's prostate with every wonderful thrust. With one more terrific slam of his cock, Krathen buried his shaft within Hara, and began to pump his hot seed into his new toy's guts. Yet even as he flooded the whoracle's asshole with cum, Krathen's thrusts did not cease, or even slow down. No, he wasn't done with Hara, not by a long shot. He had a fun plan in mind for the little slut.<br><br>Krathen then gripped Hara by his hair, forcing the femboy to walk while taking it up the ass, tugging back on the boy's hair to keep him from falling over whenever Krathen gave him a nice hard thrust. Eventually they made their way out to the battlefield, where the Queen and her soldiers were actually putting up a valiant defense. The Queen's aura was fairly impressive... one would expect under these circumstances that the men would panic and despair, as a massive army of undead and plants advanced on their position, but no, they remained organized and disciplined, brave in the face of seemingly overwhelming odds. <br><br>Krathen smiled as he plowed his new toy, spotting another champion (or at least he assumed it was a champion, as he had never seen a nine tailed fox before, let alone one the size of a large horse with blades at the ends of its tails). He decided perhaps some psychological warfare was in order. He focused his aura on the Queen and the unknown champion (at this range, the effects would not be nearly as potent, though the aura was still at full power, so their would still be an effect). He was far enough away that they couldn't even see him, so their lust would not be directed at him necessarily, but they would still feel it. And on top of this, Krathen cast an illusion. It was a simple one, but nonetheless he was eager to see how it affected them: the illusion was just a mental video of what Krathen was currently doing to Hara, forcing both Alexa and Feena to watch their comrade being raped, and loving every second of it, to hear the femboy moaning like a whore as his tight little asshole was impaled on Krathen's dick. And for the Queen, the Lord of Desire added a little something extra, a small auditory illusion that sounded like Krathen whispering in her ear. "I promise you my dear, it won't be long until it is <em>you</em> that I have bent over and moaning like a slut." the voice purred as the real Krathen continued to pleasure his new slave. "And you are going to love every second of it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 14:24:31</strong>
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				Feena continued her vicious, desperate assault on the advancing forces. After all, she currently blamed herself for the state of the battlefield, having left Hara to fend for himself to go plow a sexy little demoness... She felt awful, yet as she drew into range of the Queen's inspiring aura, she felt herself clam down, her confidence restored. They could still turn this around. She shifted back into her natural form, her tails still tipped by sword blades, all nine of them lengthening as she used them to carve up the advancing undead and plant forces.<br><br>Then suddenly she heard a voice, and turned to face the fairy woman she saw there. As the thorn covered vines lashed out at her, Feena's eyes narrowed, her tails slicing the vines to ribbons before they could get close to her. Then, as a hail of thorns sailed towards her, the bladed tips of four of Feena's tails unfurled into what looked like steel umbrellas, the thorns bouncing harmlessly off the hardened shield she had erected. "Anastasia..." Feena growled. "The exile. The unwanted." Feena had indeed heard of Anastasia. The fey were a tolerant, accepting people... for one to be exiled, and vilified to the degree Anastasia had been required wickedness beyond mere cruelty. "So, after years of alienating your own kind, ignoring their warnings, you were finally forced to leave in disgrace... and now you side with the demons, the ones corrupting our world. You don't deserve to be called Fae." Feena said, her eyes holding nothing but contempt and pity.<br><br>Though Feena had not noticed Anastasia's assassins, getting close to the tree without being spotted was all but impossible. There was no cover to hide behind, they would be out in the open, and the lookouts on the Whispering Tower itself would easily spot them, and most certainly alert the Queen. Feena now sent an alert directly to Alexa. <em>Alexandria, I have found the one controlling these monstrosities. If she can be beaten, they will wither and crumble. Can you and your men hold the line long enough for me to deal with her?</em><br><br>However, as she was waiting for an answer, Feena suddenly felt hot... her skin felt tight, her loins were becoming damp... why was she suddenly horny? Now was not the time for such things... then, in her mind, she witnessed what was currently happening to Hara, the Demon Lord jamming that massive prick in and out of the boy's asshole, the boy looking quite different than he had before, looking significantly more feminine. Indeed, were the oracle not currently nude, Feena might have thought he had been turned into a girl. As she was forced to watch this shamefully erotic scene, Feena bit her lip, her mind filled with lust and guilt, simultaneously blaming herself for Hara's fate, and wishing it was her at the end of that magnificent cock... Feena was a switch and could play dom or sub, and it had been a long time since she had been truly dominated... she couldn't help but be aroused by the scene playing in her mind, a large part of her wishing it was her being raped by the Lord of Desire.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 15:35:29</strong>
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				Anastasia knew it wouldn't be easy to take on this 'champion'. "I don't know who you are, but you will bite your tongue, or I will silence you like I did those who exiled me so long ago. Who are you to deem who is and isn't worthy of being Fae, know your place dog." Anastasia was now irritated by this little girl, and sent a few undead to swarm her. As this happened Anastasia raised from the ground giant roots covered in thorns to try and subdue the girl. These roots where as solid as stone, and the thorns razor sharp. As this happened part of her rose shawl slid down her arm and created a bow. She notched an arrow, and aimed for the girls chest. She then fired the shot, Anastasia herself was no stranger to combat. Anastasia's warfare was mostly about overwhelming opponents, if it came down to a one on one fight she knew she would be in trouble. Anastasia's undead continued to charge, assaulting the tree. Her assassins would soon be around whoever was guarding the jewel, her larger creatures were simply sweeping away the mortals in their path. Anastasia was feeling victorious, but at the same time she felt off. She felt almost distant, the words of the fox couldn't be bothering her this much could they. Who was this thing, just thinking about her was starting to make Anastasia angry.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>04-02-2013, 21:23:50</strong>
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				Valentina shook her head softly, trying to blink away the tears.&nbsp; She lifted her chin, rolling slightly against the ground, trying to sit up.&nbsp; This motion caused a rather odd looking pendant to slide into view from her corset, a blood red gem glowing with a strange inner light.&nbsp; She winced.&nbsp; "If you don't get me out of here, my step mother is going to be along with a full force to try and take me back.&nbsp; And I don't think you'll stand a chance against her.&nbsp; Please.&nbsp; Get me away from them, and I'll... I'll do anything you want," she sobbed, her eyes dropping back to the ground.<br><br><hr><br>Alexa was not on her horse.&nbsp; One of the undead had managed to land a good enough hit to cause the horse to rear, dumping her into the dirt and dust unceremoniously before bolting off back toward the city.&nbsp; Now she was afoot, her blade a whirling case of steel about her.&nbsp; Her attention jumped from one target to the next as she danced around the field, the Runners moving with her as a single entity.<br><br>The roots ripping from the ground had her backpedaling, but only a few feet, before she lunged forward, ducking under the flailing plants, just in time to see the arrow fire towards Feena.&nbsp; "DOWN!" she snapped, her own aura pulsing outward in a wave, the Runners closest to her speeding between the flailing roots to her side.<br><br>She focused her will, feeling the strange intrusion of another aura probing into her mind.&nbsp; She erected barrier upon barrier in front of it, even as her body fell into a subconscious rhythm of block, withdraw, stab, clear, turn, repeat.&nbsp; She had never felt an aura of this power, but she wasn't about to give in to it, not when so many of her men were counting on her, and the reinforcements were on the way.<br><br>The battle was going badly, and if the cavalry didn't arrive soon...&nbsp; But just as she thought it, a horn sounded off toward Sequen, and a dull thunder arose.&nbsp; Her head whipped around as she ducked under a root trying to wrap around her throat, wincing as the thorns glanced off her face.&nbsp; She saw the gleam of armor and spears, and gave a yell.&nbsp; "Stand fast, soldiers of Sequen!&nbsp; Our reinforcements have arrived!" she snarled, and barely managed to snatch her ankle back as a small root tendril sought to wrap around it.&nbsp; She lunged forward, trying to get to Feena's side.&nbsp; The fae was going to be in serious trouble when this was over.&nbsp; IF they survived this fight.<br><br>The cavalry surged down the low rise, the sunlight flashing off the weapons and armor of the riders, winking in places on the armor protecting the flanks, chest, and forehead of the horses.&nbsp; They thundered down into the midst of the swarm of dead, crashing on them like an inexorable wave.<br><br>It was at that moment that the illusion broke through her barriers, and she went rigid, her knuckles turning white on the handle of her blade as her eyes went wide.&nbsp; She twitched, shaking her head as her aura faltered slightly, retracting to half the distance, several of the men faltering and bolting back toward the city.&nbsp; Her right hand shook, the blade rattling softly from the twitching.&nbsp; One of the Runners went down, and his scream came in tandem with the whispered words as if Krathen were right behind her.<br><br>The words had a strange effect on her.&nbsp; She spun, the blade lashing through nothingness, nicking one of the flailing roots.&nbsp; She stood there, panting as she fought back the sensations of Krathen's aura, her teeth gritted as her eyes lit ablaze with anger.&nbsp; Turning, she began a slow, inexorable advance, not toward Feena, but toward Anastasia, murder in her eyes and on her face as she only paused to destroy any undead that got in her way.&nbsp; "Son of a bitch," she gritted, her hand still shaking as she advanced.&nbsp; The Demon Lord's little display had rattled her, and it showed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 00:52:37</strong>
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				Fiona was already grumbling from the back and forth between Valentina and Jurai, she wasn't going to let Jurai hurt her, but she was certainly asking to be slapped around. But that would make them no better than the demons, they had to play by the rules, or they woulld be at the same evil... That had to be stopped. She took a deep breath, listening as the demoness began to sob, for some reason Fiona was compelled to try and comfort her, stepping closer to her and kneeling down next to her.. "Your pendant, it feels farmilliar, you feel farmilliar... Why, what sort of trick are you using" Fionas voice was no nonsense, her hand moving closer to the pendant, her eyes never leaving it for a moment, as if it was calling to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 13:54:08</strong>
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				Feena's reaction to the arrow was actually rather strange to watch. She was a bit distracted, so by the time she saw the arrow coming it was too late to dodge. However, Feena's power made avoiding attacks a bit easier. At the last second, a hole opened up in Feena's chest, her organs all shifting to the side as the arrow went straight through without touching her, the hole immediately closing behind it. As the undead swarmed around her, Feena simply held out her hands, her fingernails suddenly extending like blades and dicing the nearby walking dead to pieces. She then immediately leapt into the air to avoid the vines grasping at her feet, though one of them managed to give her a surprisingly nasty gash along her thigh (those thorns were significantly sharper than they looked, and the cut was surprisingly deep). Once in the air, Feena shapeshifted into a metal sphere covered in spikes and blades, spinning rapidly as she descended on Anastasia. Even if Anastasia managed to dodge it, she would still immediately have a spinning death ball chasing after her. Feena was desperately trying to focus on the battle, trying to ignore Krathen's aura and illusion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 15:42:48</strong>
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				Anastasia assasins continued to the tree, once there they entered it cutting their way through a few guards. They began to ascend into the tree, killing anything that got in the way. It was only a matter of time until the jewel was taken, they just needed to make it to the top. Clearly a wave of messages would go out saying that the tree has been breached. But by the time any reinforcements could get there it would be to late, now all Anastasia had to do was survive long enough for it to be retrieved and then leave with it and her assasins.<br><br>My my, if it isn't the queen herself. it looks like things are beginning to heat up. Anastasia ignored the queen for now, knowing the distance between them was Great enough for her to not Worry. thats when Her arrow managed to fly right through the shapeshifter. Anastasia was surprised by the unusual display, clearly she had underestimated the shapeshifter. He watched at the girl lept into the air and changed into a giant ball of spikes. Anastasia let out a loud whistle as she dived to her right, she managed to dodge the ball but didn't land to well. She managed to scramble up and run as the ball continued towards her, she didn't seem worried though. As she ran an undead creature burst from the ground, and Anastasia jumped gracefully onto it. It was a bonedreg, a large cat like creature made out of all sorts of bones. It was the fastest creature she could think of, and she needed to get away from this fight before it cost her too much energy or got her killed. She sped towards the tree, avoiding all the chaos. She would get that shifter, though now wasn't the time for it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 18:40:08</strong>
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				Jurai grimaced. He didn't trust Valentina at all, and fully expected this whole thing to be a trick, but still, getting her away from the other demons so she had no backup was a smart move tactically. "Alright fine, we're getting out of here." Jurai then took a few strips of cloth from the downed demon soldiers, quickly fashioning them into a makeshift gag and blindfold, both of which he affixed to the demoness to keep her quiet and keep her from seeing where they were going. "Fiona, can you take care of guiding her for now? We need to get back to the city." he was evidently too preoccupied to notice Valentina's pendant or Fiona's reaction to it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 22:15:42</strong>
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				Alexa saw the exchange, and her lips drew together in a tight line, even as the shaking of her hands traveled up her arms to her elbows.&nbsp; "I don't think you're going to get away that easy," she snarled, and raised her sword over her head.&nbsp; This caused the Runners to close into a tight circle around her, and she gave a smile.&nbsp; "Blessings of heaven, grant me strength.&nbsp; Grant me power, and strike down my foes!" she snapped, the blade dropping to point at the retreating figure of Anastasia.&nbsp; There was a series of sharp whistles, and the sky grew dark as arrows lanced down from nowhere, targeted around Anastasia.&nbsp; The sheer number of arrows was unbelievable, the sky actually seeming to cloud over.<br><br>However, in the midst of the Wild Runners, Alexa staggered, dropping to a knee, her sword dropping to the ground with a clatter.&nbsp; Her entire body began to shake, and her eyes unfocused.&nbsp; She raised her chin, still trying to fight off the aura that tried to crash through her own.&nbsp; She forced herself back to her feet, gesturing for the Wild Runners to start moving.&nbsp; She staggered along in their midst, actually falling twice as exhaustion hammered in on her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 01:08:31</strong>
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				"Oh um... ok, I'll do that" Fiona just couldn't take her eye's off of the pendant, it was calling, it begged to be held, to nobody Else's eye's but her own, the pendant seemed to glow with a blue fire. No matter how much Fiona tried, she couldn't resist the call of the pendant, she had to have it. Finally reached out fully to take it into her hand, as if on contact, the blue flame what was once only visible to Fiona burst into life and traveled up her arm, following glowing blue veins that appeared over the entirety of her body. With a ear retching scream Fiona called out in pain, unable to let go of the pendant. The flame spreading across the entirety of her body burning away her clothing, but leaving her skin in tact as the blue veins grew more constant through her body. Fiona felt as if she knew this power, like it was finally coming home, her voice silencing from a scream to a disembodied voice<br><br>"I saw my fall, I knew the time would come that I would fall to the sway of the demon lord, many years passed from the day I set precautions in motion, instilling my blood into a mortal line, leaving a pendant with my daughter that had the entirety of my power, I became nothing but a slave to Krathen, I had no power for him to manipulate and use for his army, in this I take solace that I had no hand in his invasion, my power, my blood, all lies within the St.Claire mortal line, and now I have granted my power once more to the defense of the mortal armies, it is too late for me, I am beyond rescue, but perhaps the recipient of my power may tip the balance and bring peace to the world. I pray for your success my children..." As the voice faded a final lurching scream emitted from Fiona as the fire solidified on her back, branching out as two angelic wings launched outwards from her back, finally the flames began to recede, ending at the tips of Fiona's wings, and at her hand where a strange ornamental blade lay in her hands, a Sabre with a heavy guard. Fiona's eye's rolled backwards as she passed out pendant still in hand, her naked form now blessed with beautiful wings, no longer was she a simple mortal, she had become something more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 01:26:25</strong>
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				Valentina sighed, and pushed herself up to a sitting position, her eyes locking to Fiona's as the girl reached out for the pendant.&nbsp; The scream had her falling back, landing hard on her back as the chain holding the pendant snapped and scattered chunks throughout the area.&nbsp; She lay there in shock, staring at the transformation that took Fiona by fire.&nbsp; When it completed, her eyes locked to the saber, wide as saucers as she shook her head.&nbsp; 'That's... that's not...&nbsp; That looks like... it was...'<br><br>She blinked several times, shaking her head again.&nbsp; 'My mother's blade,' she spoke quietly, her voice almost a whisper as her eyes darted from the blade to the wings to the unconscious girl they were attached to.&nbsp; Then they darted up to Jurai, and she shook her head, trying to scramble back.&nbsp; She had a sneaking suspicion.&nbsp; The tears welled in her eyes again, though they wouldn't be visible through the blindfold.&nbsp; She shook her head violently, trying to back away from him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 02:51:35</strong>
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				As the riders began to surround Anastasia she giggled. "These fools won't stop me." That's when she heard the whistling of the arrows as they began to fall. "But that might." She said with a clearly annoyed tone to herself. The bonedreg sped up, she knew what to do at that moment. She made giant roots appear ahead, and they grabbed and flung the riders at the mass of falling arrows. She knew it wouldn't stop them though, so she abruptly stopped the bonedreg. This causes her to be flung forward, she made a wall of wood appear causing her to come to a painful stop. As the arrows began to descend around her she made the wall of wood wrap around her like a dome. She heard as the arrows made thudding noises as they stabbed into the wall. A few of them managed to rip through the wall, one even stuck her in the thigh. The wood moved so she could get up. Though in pain she managed to stand, she was now very angry.&nbsp; "That hurt, now your going to pay." Anastasia nearly growled as she spoke. "End her." Anastasia uttered a command to the undead closest to the queen. They began to swarm at her, they were clearly intent on killing her.&nbsp; Anastasia looked down and realized she was bleeding, and that the arrow there had to be removed. She gripped it, held her breath and ripped it out of her leg with a shriek. She then made a plant grow at her feet, and used it to patch her wound. The plant would help it close and prevent her from bleeding out. She was pissed, and she wanted that queen dead. She whistled again calling the closest bonedreg to her. "Now to get the jewel and leave before I'm hurt again." She managed to climb onto the bonedreg though injured. It was only a matter of minutes before the jewel was in her assassins hands, then they would bring it to her and she would take her leave. She took off towards the tree to meet her assassins. She was certain her right arm was broken, though how badly she didn't know. She also had a deep wound in her left thigh, and was now covered in cuts scratches and slowly forming bruises. She was in a lot of pain and could taste blood. She probably bit her lip, but she was also feeling victorious. She was certain the queen was dead, and she was certain the jewel would be hers. All she had to do was fetch it, and then she could return back to her base. Then she could figure out how she was going to kill that Fae girl. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 14:46:11</strong>
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				Jurai was just about ready to leave when suddenly he heard Fiona scream, whirling around to see blue fire traveling up her body. "Fiona!" he called out, his eyes wide in fear. Had the demoness done something? Had this all been a trap? His mind was whirling with a thousand possibilities, when suddenly she began to speak in a voice that was not her own. He listened in silence as the voice spoke. An angel? So Valentina had spoken the truth about her mother? Well he still didn't know that for sure, but what happened next certainly leant credence to that theory.<br><br>Jurai stood in shocked amazement as Fiona's transformation completed, and an angel stood where the mortal girl had once been. "Fiona? That is you, isn't it? Are you alright? How do you feel?" he asked. Jurai had so many questions right now, but her well-being and safety were his top priority right now. However, as the girl fainted, he immediately rushed to her side, his concern obvious. "Fiona!" he cried out, catching her before she hit the ground. As confused as he was, Jurai knew that he had no time to waste, not with the enemy closing in. He lifted the angel up in his arms carefully, and turned to his soldiers. "We are getting Fiona and the prisoner out of here. Back the way we came, double time!" he ordered, rushing off towards the cave with Fiona in his arms, his soldiers leading Valentina with them as they went.<br><br><hr><br>Feena had received a transmission from the Whispering Tower indicating that the tower was overrun, and would soon be lost. They needed to retreat now, so that the city would not be lost as well. She looked around, scanning the area for the Queen, still fighting off Krathen's aura and trying to focus on the battle. However, as her fatigue set in, it was becoming harder and harder to resist... She eventually spotted Alexa, hordes of undead swarming her as she staggered, barely able to stand. Feena immediately shifted back into her nine-tailed fox form, her bladed tails tearing a hole in the enemy lines and allowing her to reach Alexa. She then knelt down momentarily, her tails retracting their blades so she could use them to pull Alexa onto her back. "Hang on Alexa, we need to get out of here." Once the Queen was mounted on Feena's back, the trickster spirit took off like a shot, bolting off as fast as she could back to the city. The tower had indeed fallen, but the city's defenses were still strong, this battle was not yet lost.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 13:59:44</strong>
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				During the run back towards the underground river, Fiona was tossing and turning in her sleep, muttering something in an unearthly voice, then in her own, it was as if the two entities of herself and the Angel were talking in her subconcious, working out just how the merge was going to take it's toll on her Psyche, but in the end the other voice faded, leaving Fiona's voice as the more prominent of the two, just as it came to a close Fiona gripped against Jurai's clothing, holding herself tight against him, tears staining her cheeks.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 19:36:31</strong>
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				Alexa was slowing down, and it showed.&nbsp; By the time Feena reached her, she was bleeding from a dozen or more wounds, her fingertips stained with it as she staggered, going down just as Feena broke through the horde.&nbsp; The Runners, upon seeing Alexa scooped up onto Feena's back, gave out sharp howls, that melded and crescendoed together, mounting up and riding a whirling shield of steel and death through the enemy to distract them from Feena.&nbsp; The leader paused a moment as they went by.&nbsp; "Keep her safe, get her to the medics soonest!" was the snapped words, and then they whirled by.<br><br>Alexa's eyes were closed, but her fingers curled tightly into the fur on Feena's back, and she let out a groan in her sleep.&nbsp; Her own aura faded slowly, her mind sinking into the crushing oblivion of unconsciousness, even as she struggled to keep herself up.<br><br><hr><br>During the trip through the caves, Valentina remained silent, not even making a noise when one of her feet caught on a rock, sending her crashing to the ground and grating along the stones.&nbsp; There was a streak of abraded skin slowly leaking blood when the guard pulled her up.<br><br><em>That was my mother's voice.&nbsp; Was I just... some pawn in her plan?&nbsp; Is that all I meant to her?&nbsp; Father was right then.&nbsp; She cared nothing for any of us, only for getting back to HER family.</em>&nbsp; Her face seemed to go emotionless for a moment, before returning to the terrified look she'd been keeping throughout the trip.&nbsp; <em>She'd better hope I never get my hands on her when no one's watching.&nbsp; I'll KILL her for using me like that.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 14:05:15</strong>
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				Feena rushed back to the city in fox form, wincing every few steps from her injuries. She heard Alexa groan from her back, clearly in pretty bad shape. "Come on Alexa, stay with me." she growled, forcing herself to keep going. Eventually they made it back to Sequen, where Feena immediately shifted back into her humanoid form, carrying Alexa in her arms to the medics that were waiting for them. She knew the medics could help her, but Feena was still worried about Alexa. Then she suddenly remembered something she had heard while exploring the demons' camp a few weeks back. Lucerosa, the demoness that was now her pet, was also apparently a fairly accomplished healer.<br><br>The fox woman dashed off to her tree-house, slipping into the hole which led to the hollow in which she had been living. "Pet? You still here?" she called out, hoping that Lucy hadn't run off, partially because she needed the demoness' help, partially because she would miss the girl if she was gone, and partially for fear that the demoness could get hurt if she were discovered by the mortal army.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 18:08:06</strong>
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				Lucy was lounging on the need sighing and looking up at the ceiling rather incredibly bored. What if her owner never came back? What if she was already forgotten. She hated being left alone.. It was the worst thing. Then suddenly she heard the door burst open down stairs. She squeeked and sprinted downstairs a leash attached to the collar she was wearing already to go. She handed the leash to feena and giggled happily. "welcome home mistress!!!"she shouted and was about to hug her but then she saw the blood and yelped terrified. "mistress!!! Your hurt!" She said jumping to her knees and began rubbing her pussy fervently. Usually this would seem strange but Lucy needed to have lots of lust i'm both parties to heal big things. She pulled&nbsp; feenas clothed slightly out of the way and began sucking on her limp cock hard. <br><br>It didn't take long maybe two minutes for Lucy to get very wet and with the sexual energy she still had saved from the sex before she didn't really need any more...she just wanted to greet her owner. Then suddenly she touched feena on the thigh and a pink wave blossomed from her hand surround feena in ripples of pink energy that seeped into her wounds and healed them until only a few minutes later feena was right as rain. No obvious mutation had occurred as far as Lucy knew ...but sometimes it took an hour to appear. Satisfied Lucy jumped up and hugged feena hard jumping and wrapping her legs around her waist and pressing her lips hard to hers. "i'm so glad you cane back."she said happily kind of oblivious of the queens situation.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 17:58:15</strong>
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				Jurai finally made it through the tunnel. If he had been paying attention, he probably would have noticed that Valentina was acting very differently than she had been when they had first met, having transitioned from fearless spitfire to wilting flower, in a fairly short period of time. Normally such a change would make him suspicious, but right now, he was too focused on Fiona to notice. "Come on Fiona, stay with me." he whispered as he rushed back to Sequen, hoping to find someone who could help her, or at least confirm that she wasn't in danger. Upon arriving, he ordered his men to find out all they could about the current situation and then report back, carrying Fiona to the medics. In the meantime, he handed over Valentina to the town guards, who had her brought to a cell so they could interrogate her later.<br><br><hr><br>Feena couldn't help but smile when her lovely pet sprinted downstairs wearing her collar and leash. Her reaction to Feena's injuries was a bit surprising, but the girl was a lust demon after all, her powers were driven by desire. Feena sighed happily as she felt Lucy's healing magic wash over her, her wounds closing rapidly. "Thank you pet, that feels much better. And of course I came back, it is only because it was an emergency that I left at all... I'm sorry for leaving you here alone, but my friends were in trouble." She explained apologetically, pulling Lucy into a deep kiss. Once they finally separated, Feena's face grew slightly more serious. "Forgive me pet, but I have a request for you. You have just shown me what a talented healer you are, and one of my friends is badly hurt. Would you be willing to heal her as well?" she asked hopefully.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 18:12:12</strong>
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				Lucy smiled up into her owners face so happy and hopeful. Lucy giggled with delight when her healing worked. She smiled up at feena"anything for you mistress"she said happily. "its okay Mistress....I just don't do well alone.... I start feeling sad. But its okay!! Your back now.."sure says happily giggling as her owner forced her into a deep kiss. She loved it so much her hair turned pink. Lucy was a little dazed from the kisses but instantly started nodding and giggling"of course mistress.... Though I might need help..... I'm a bit low on sexual energy and if its a bad as it seems from your distress I might need help"she said biting her lip. She knew that if the injuries where bad she would need to have sex to be able to heal it both with feena and the patient. She sighed hoping both that it was that bad and wasn't.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 21:38:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia had received the jewel, and had now head back to camp. She returned, she had been beat up pretty good and was running low on her magical energy. She she entered her tent exhausted but victorious, she began to strip down, but wore the jewel she had taken from the mortals. She had ordered her guards to prevent anyone from entering, and told them to inform anyone who wanted to see her that she was busy recuperating and not to disturbed her. She then moved a full body mirror infront of her, and just sat here on her bed admiring herself. Her bed was made of magical plants that would speed up her healing and restore her energy but it'll take a day or two for her to be back in perfect shape. "Look at what those horride people did to you, how could they do this." She said scowling at all of her bruises and wounds. <br>"it's ok, we won after all. We have the jewel, and the wretched queen is dead. Wounds heal, and we are fae so we will always be beautiful. Eventually we will take the city, the mortals don't stand a chance. her reflection replied to her, it's tone was maleficent. Only Anastasia knew about this mirror, it's an ancient enchanted one she had kept after her whole exile incident with her people. It allowed a person to communicate with their deepest desires, or atleast that's what she thought. In all actuality it allowed a person to speak with their biggest sin, and her reflection glowed purple.<br>"Your right, krathens army is numerous. And today the mortals have suffered 3 big losses. They lost communication, power, and most importantly they lost their queen." Anastasia told the mirror, she felt happy. She knew she did well today, and she was proving her people wrong. <br>"forget krathen, your powerful. You don't need to bend to the whim of someone else, we are perfect. Look at what we did today, in one swoop we killed the queen, destroyed countless enemies, and took their jewel. We can take over by ourselves, krathen is more interested in fucking anything that moves. Forget him, he's not needed." &nbsp;Anastasia's reflection was swirling in purple and red colors. It seemed to be irritated by her.<br>"No, krathen has been good to me. He gave me home when I had none, and he accepted me with open arms. Everyone else has shunned me, that and he's powerful. Betraying him would be suicide, if he even had the slightest hint of me betraying him..." She trailed off there, she didn't even want to think about what he would do if she betrayed him.<br>"they were right you know, the fairies. You are weak, only the strong will survive here. I can't even look at you anymore." &nbsp;with that the reflection disappeared. Anastasia pushed the mirror away, she was beginning to feel sick. Was the mirror right? was the only way for her to prove herself betrayal? Could she do it? She grew irritated, and laid down and went to sleep. She had enough trauma for today, after she was done healing she would make a visit to krathen. Clearly everything she had been doing was starting to take its toll on her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>12-02-2013, 08:35:05</strong>
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				A frown marred Kallysta's usually perfect face, the news finally arriving to her in regards to Valentina and her whereabouts.&nbsp; The frown was quickly replaced by a slow smirk as her messenger continued with his news - informing her what had happened to her step-daughter - the things that the half-angel saw and heard.&nbsp; Yes, Valentina was captured and much more difficult to get to, considering the other side's troops retreated, but what her step-daughter had seen could only be used to the demoness' advantage.&nbsp; <br><br>"They retreated to <em>which</em> cave?"&nbsp; Kallysta's words were silky smooth as she leaned over the map that she kept spread out upon her consort's table.&nbsp; Even better... the fact that the enemy's small troops retreated into a cave that she knew only made it easier for her - she could send less of her own troops to rescue the halfling and likely make a minor impact on them in the process.&nbsp; <em>As for the angel's sword and pendant...</em><br><br>"Retrieve the girl.&nbsp; Do what you can to their troops."&nbsp; The few she sent out to follow her own messenger gave her a half-salute before exiting the tent.&nbsp; It was obvious that Kallysta had no motherly concern for Valentina, only for the fact that Valentina's emotions had been compromised and that likely would make her much more malleable; there was nothing better than an emotional child of Krathen, eager to prove her worth.&nbsp; The demoness sat back down on the seat Krathen had left in the tent, sighing softly at the minor bit of luxury in this camp, her silver eyes narrowing in thought.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back (Fantasy, NC, War, Demons, Recruiting)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 22:31:04</strong>
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				Alexa was caught in a nightmare.&nbsp; She'd fought herself to the brink of exhaustion, and that combined with the force of Krathen's aura hitting her as she went down had caused some serious mental distress to her.&nbsp; She lay where she had been placed, shivering and groaning as her eyes darted beneath the lids, signifying deep sleep, but the dream she was undergoing was not what anyone, aside from perhaps Krathen himself after what he had done, would expect.<br><br>In her dream, it had been she, not Hara, who had gone into the Root to attempt the ritual.&nbsp; The chain of events cascaded downward after that, with everything that had been shown to her as happening to Hara happening to her instead.&nbsp; Her subconscious fought the dream, struggling to pull her upward toward consciousness, but making no headway as her body kept her in the deep sleep.<br><br><hr><br>Valentina paced the length and breadth of her cell, her eyes roaming over the walls, top to bottom, looking for any weaknesses.&nbsp; This was a primarily elven city, she wouldn't have expected such sturdy construction had she not seen it now for herself.&nbsp; She sighed, dropping to sit on her ankles in the middle of the cell, waiting on SOMEONE to come.&nbsp; Once they did, she'd have to turn on everything she could to make any headway toward getting out of here on her own.
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