Hunting  (Mingnon & CrimDragon)
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				Title: <strong>Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>23-06-2014, 08:48:25</strong>
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				(http://api.ning.com/files/GzXqR2fQCYyh0mijaqMpQR3SpxSbkEw1jhAPxuRuCifm0R5hAEu4a02tjdZm76urCNuHACMGcGG0LOrqkJgirL88edsqapcm/2894165921_1dcce3b361_b.jpg)<br><br>Count Sephram was worried. Today another message coming from the small village Merkath arrived at his court. Again there were several disturbing news that reached his ears. Large wolves that fed on the cattle and sheep, villagers gone missing in the forest, ghosts haunting old houses and some more ridiculous like dragons and talking stones. Anyway something had to be done. If the rumors spread and he wouldn't have at least react to this maybe his peasants would start a revolt or worse. The crop wasn't as good as usual this year, especially as a certain village lacked of it. It surely was time to send someone down there and have these villagers settled. <br><br>Kassridge was a small county and the count was still young and not very experienced. However he saw the need to do something even when his counsellor told him to wait a bit longer. Such rumors would come and go by, was all they had to say regarding the matter of Merkath. On the other hand Kassridge needed the crop and especially the wool of the many sheep of Merkath. Without it the count would need to lend some money of his father and loose his face completely. <br><br>In the lands where Kassridge was to be found there was a group of men and women that lived for such kind of rumor. The vast majority of the population wasn't even aware they existed and only rumors would be heard in the taverns and streets. ’Hunter’ they were called, but not that kind you would find in a forest that shot deers or boars. Wherever rumors of monster and mysterious creatures came up, soon one of these hunters showed and took care of it. <br><br>In Kassridge happened to live on of the oldest hunter-family. Their mansion was to found some miles outside the capital of Kassridge on the edge of a forest. Everything they needed they could provide for themselves and the visits in the city where to find new jobs and buy some raw materials for weapons or tools. <br><br>Rowland, proud father of three sons and one daughter, was just outside and chopped some firewood. His oldest son was gone in the woods, training with his daughter, although he struggled quite a time until he agreed to let her become a hunter as well. Now Dustin the youngest with 16 years came in a fast gallop towards him. His task was to look for new jobs in the city and he seemed to be successful. "Father! Father! The count himself wants us to help!“ he yelled as he jumped off the horse's back. "They need us to settle Merkath!“ Rowland raised an eyebrow. Merkath was not unknown to him he was there as one of his first assignments. It hadn't been very dangerous, just some wild goblins that stole sheep. Maybe it was a perfect first task for his daughter. "Calm, calm my boy. What do they exactly need us to do?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>24-06-2014, 02:24:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i60.tinypic.com/2m79hu0.png)</div> Though Rosalie was born as one of the twin eldest children, she was only the younger of the two, making it only harder to convince her father to become a hunter. That was until she heard her father intend a then-pubescent third son for him to become a hunter as well. She was seemingly unphased by what her training needed, adapting to it as if she was, of course, born into the job. And in the present at eighteen years old, she was eager to get her first task since she was deemed ready.<br><br>Which was why she was heading out of the woods where she and her brother were training upon hearing Dustin's yells. She was already a bit sweaty from sparring, but by the time she got to where her father and Dustin were, she was panting with a bit of exhaustion, but still enthused.<br><br>"Is there job for me...!?" was the only thing Rosalie could say, and in one breath.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>24-06-2014, 17:54:38</strong>
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				Rowland turned around and watched the siblings approach them. He raised his hand a sign for them to stand still. Then he turned around to Dustin. <br>"Now, start from the beginning and tell me about the job in detail and how you got it."<br><br><br>Dustin nodded and drew himself up proudly that he managed to fullfill his task: "Well I was just visiting the 'Golden Boar'..." "Which you shouldn't have" interrupted his father. "That's a dangerous place for some youngling like you. And I remember myself, didn't I forbid you to go to this place?" then Rowland grinned. "Anyway, you managed out there alive, which means you can handle it, continue!" Dustin gulped a bit but nodded. "As I said, I was visiting the tavern and ordered a be... I mean I ordered something to drink that would be appropriate for my age." he grinned a bit shily. "Then I could hear a figure next to me, he was clad in a dark cloak with his hood on, as he asked the innkeeper if he knew some mercenaries or freelancer who could hunt some beasts for him. The innkeeper was surprised but didn't want to talk, the stranger hadn't paid him yet at this point, but I saw a chance! So I asked the man what he needed to be done. He looked into my eyes and after I told him who I was he tugged me into an empty room. There he revealed himself to me, it was our count Sephram himself! He said he needed someone to take care of the small village of Merkath. There are rumors about large beasts hunting their sheep and people. Other monsters would hinder them to harvest and frighten them. He was willing to pay a high price if we could manage to solve this problem!"<br><br>Rowland listened silently and watched his son. Then he sighed, it wasn't as bad as he thought, but still he needed to teach his son a few things. "Unspecific rumors, huh?" He looked finally back to his daughter. "Rosalie! You heard your brother. As you may all remember, once I was fullfilling a task like this. I know that village and I think it's a suitable first task for you. But don't think this will be easy! If you're ready, I allow you to go to Merkath and help the village." He looked her deep in the eyes and waited for her response.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>24-06-2014, 18:17:15</strong>
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				Rosalie listened intently to Dustin's story with a straight face, not really believing that a kid like him would go to a tavern on his own. The story gave her enough time to catch her breath and cool off from the sweat. Once her father asked her if she was ready to go take on the job, she gave an eager smile. "I am! I'll go pack up!"<br><br>With that she immediately darted into the mansion. She grabbed a bag as well as her sword and cape, and packed up the necessities for her trip: A change of clothes, rope, rations and canteened water, a hunting knife, a map of Kassridge and a compass. Once done, she headed out and towards the stables with her cape on her back and her gear in tow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>24-06-2014, 18:51:06</strong>
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				In the stables she could see how Dustin took care of his horse. He was whistling and seemed to be quite happy. Sure he was proud of himself that his father and his family was pleased. He looked up towards Rosalie and smiled. "Hey there, sis! Already on your way?"<br><br>The stables contained several boxes but only three were filled. In the first box on the left her own horse waited for her and as soon she entered the stable it neighed loudly to greet her. It took some steps forward and looked to her with its dark eyes. The box adverse was filled with the small forge her father established to work on weapons and tools. In the last one stood her brother with his horse. The others must be out on the meadows. <br><br>Then her father's voice filled the stables: "I hope you don't mind I brought yours from the meadows in her already" He stood behind her and was holding a small package wrapped in several layers of cloth in his hands.<br>&nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>25-06-2014, 07:32:52</strong>
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				"I am. I am finally able to do my first job!" she cheerfully told Dustin, as she patted her horse's neck once he approached her. Once her father spoke up, she turned around and shook her head a little. "I don't mind. It saves me some time to get started," Rosalie said as she took the package from her father. Curious, she unraveled the cloth until she noticed that it contained a dagger. "What's this?" she asked, picking it out of the bundling to examine it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>25-06-2014, 08:04:07</strong>
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				"That's my first dagger. I was given it by my father when I was at your age and went out for my first assignment. I know it's old, but it's still sharp. Think of it as a kind of lucky charm." <br>Her father went to her horse and looked at the saddle and her gear. He couldn't stop himself of checking everything once again. Then he turned around and smiled to her. "I have to admit I will worry about you, but nonetheless you're a ready for it. There are good people in Merkath, if you need help there go to the tavern and tell Gorn, the innkeeper, that you're my daughter. He should still know me and surely can provide you with some help if needed. Go now and come back as a Hunter." He gave her a last hug and left the stables. <br><br>Dustin looked over to her and raised his hand "Farewell then sis!" she could see a bit of envy in his eyes. But still he grinned broadly and proudly towards her.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>25-06-2014, 08:20:13</strong>
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				"Thank you," Rosalie said as she returned the hug to her father. "Farewell... I'd better not let homesickness weigh me down already." With that comment to her brother, she smiled. She then wrapped the dagger back up and put it into her bag, which she then strapped onto her horse before climbing on. She then patted his neck again before steering him out of the stables. "Alright boy. Come on!" She cried out as she began to ride out and away from the mansion's land, on the way towards Merkath.<br><br>The trip lasted a few hours by half-gallop until she noticed the outskirts of the village ahead. As she neared it proper, she slowed the gallop to a trot as she began to look around Merkath proper, stopping her mount at one of the feeding stalls before hopping off and then trying the horse to the stall. "You deserve a rest..." she said to the horse as she stroked his snout, before she began to head into what was assumed to be the village's tavern.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>25-06-2014, 17:26:06</strong>
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				(http://digital-art-gallery.com/oid/38/1600x1077_7855_Medieval_village_3d_landscape_medieval_village_picture_image_digital_art.jpg)<br>The village made a fierce impression. The sun was already quite low as she arrived and only few dwellers were outside. The few Rosalie could see hurried making their way home. Somewhere a female voice shouted "Get in here, it's getting dark now!" It really seemed that the people here were afraid of the darkness. <br><br>It didn't take long for her to find the tavern her father told her about. Since it was quite the center of the village. Some people noticed her and gave her skeptical looks and turned away quickly, probably out of fear. Despite the tensed atmosphere the tavern looked still busy and two men were just entering it, letting the sound of laughter and singing out to the street. <br><br>Inside the tavern an innkeeper (http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qZSewgk2lV4/UeqGcOO4hkI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/ST9YlALXMR4/s1600/Bartolomew+Strong.jpg) made his rounds, carrying a tray with drinks. There were maybe ten or twelve customers drinking, talking and laughing but it was easy to see their eyes didn't match their seemingly happy faces. Skeptical glances met Rosalie and there was a short moment of silence when everyone stared at her. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>26-06-2014, 00:28:10</strong>
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				It wasn't terribly long before Rosalie felt the atmosphere of the village. The sounds of laughter inside the tavern were a false reassurance, as soon enough everyone inside was staring at her. Quickly though trying not to draw any further attention, she went over towards the bar and took an empty seat, waiting for the innkeeper to get to her.
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				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>26-06-2014, 08:44:23</strong>
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				"And what do you want, stranger?" the innkeeper asked as he went behind the bar and placed his tablet on the counter. Although the conversations continued and soon the tavern was filled again with the guest's voices, every now and then they stared towards the young woman on the bar. <br>The innkeeper stood now before her and supported his weight with his arms on the counter. He didn't even try to hide that he examined her closely from her clothing to her face. There he stopped and pinched his eyes. "Do I know you? You look familiar." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>26-06-2014, 08:51:30</strong>
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				"Erm, yes. Do you remember Rowland? He's my father," she said, trying to ignore the continued glances that she got from the other patrons. "I am here at least for information, and to have my horse taken care of while I investigate. It can take a while regardless of what is really in the forest..." Rosalie's voice lowered a bit as she leaned in to speak the last sentence.
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				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>26-06-2014, 10:57:14</strong>
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				"Rowland? You mean Rowland the hunter. For god's sake yes! Now I see. Ha! Even if it's now 20 years since he helped us I know exactly how he looked like. Yes, yes I recognize some traits of him in you. And he got the same glance in his eyes. Hm hm, and now you're his daughter?" He leaned himself to the side and shouted towards his guests: "Don't forget your manners lads, stop staring, she's a friend o'mine!" <br>Gorn grab reached under his counter and grabbed a dusty bottle, filled with a dark red liquid. Carefully he poured some of it in a clean mug and put it in front of her. "My finest wine for you! Your father had helped us quite a bit back then. I remember it like it was yesterday. A young lad, maybe my age, came and stated he would eradicate our goblin problem. We laughed at first but a week later there was no sign of this green little bastards anymore. Well, well and now his daughter came to help us again? Finally! It's been nearly a year now since we called for help but that bastard of count didn't care. How can I help you?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>26-06-2014, 11:10:28</strong>
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				"Thank you..." Rosalie said, both to the command to lay off on the staring and the offer of wine. She took the glass and sipped from it. "And it's sweet too..." As she took another sip, she breathed a bit before speaking again. "I just want to know what kind of incidents or sightings happened in the last week, or at least the most recent time. It will help me figure out what exactly I am dealing with."
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				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>26-06-2014, 20:35:23</strong>
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				Gorn sighed and nodded. "Of course you must know." he grabbed another flask with a brown and clear liquid in it. After taking a large gulp directly out of the bottle he began to tell her: "Well it all started as I said a year ago. First it seemed like we got some more foxes around as unusually many of our chicken get stolen at night. But then the door of the stables were just ripped out." he pointed to a man in farmer clothing "That was Roy's. He totally gone mad at this. Every day he repaired it and every night it got destroyed again. Poor lad, since months he just sits here and mumbles something about spiders. Maybe they built a nest in his head? But things go worse in the village. Shortly after the chicken incident people got missing. Some of the hunters returned after their usual hunt with a worried look on their face. They didn't want to talk about it and week after week another went in the forest and is missing since. No one goes now in the forest any longer."<br>He sighed again. "Then it got a bit quieter around here. For three months nothing odd happened until again our cattle was stolen. Sheep gone missing, as well as cows. There was no traces, but now and then we hear the wolves howling and if you ask me, they're very close. Anyway no one is brave enough to go into the forest. And to top that, some strange plants appeared on our small lake in the south. With all that going on, we haven't had any visitors since six weeks. And they left quickly. Our people here didn't leave the village since the plants appeared. Must be eight or nine weeks by now."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>26-06-2014, 22:43:37</strong>
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				Rosalie sat and listened, continuing to drink her wine as she listened to the innkeeper tell all about what had been happening. "So it seems I have a more bigger thing to deal with than just goblins..." she said to herself. "Nonetheless, I will certainly look into and take care of everything that's been happening. I'll start doing so tonight by scouting the nearer parts of the forest. At least my presence might ward off the wolves."<br><br>Taking another drink of the wine, she then set it aside. "Expect me back in a few hours. If not, tomorrow. Until then." She then gave a simple wave to the innkeeper before heading out of the tavern.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>27-06-2014, 00:27:19</strong>
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				Meanwhile night has fallen but the moon shone brightly and provided enough light to see. At least here in the village. The streets were empty and as Rosalie moved towards the forest she could only hear someone leaving the tavern and hurrying home. <br>Then a lonely wolf howled. From the sound of it the wolf couldn't be more than three miles away. But soon after it the howl got answered by what must be a whole pack. The last two houses on the edge of the village towards the forest were empty. Their inhabitants seemed to have left their homes at least some month ago. One of it looked like a hunter's hut. The door was slightly ajar and thick spider webs were hanging from the door. This had to be one of the homes of the missing hunters. <br><br>As she reached the outskirts of the forest it was like standing in front of a wall of darkness. The trees were clearly to be seen in the first row, but further inside one was only able to see some silhouettes and shadows. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>27-06-2014, 00:58:13</strong>
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				As she moved further towards the forest, she made a mental note to start inspecting the two abandoned houses later, especially the one decorated with spider webs. Tonight however, she had more pressing matters to worry about, namely the source of the howling.<br><br>As she stood within the outermost fringe of the forest, Rosalie took some time to let her eyes adjust to the darkness. She kept her left hand on the scabbard of her sword all the while; it was the only thing she brought with her, but for tonight it would seem to be the only thing she needed. With that, she began to explore more of the forest's outskirts once she could see better, keeping her eyes out for anything out of the ordinary.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>27-06-2014, 15:58:04</strong>
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				After she walked some time and got adjusted to the darkness, she managed to see further into the forest. There was hardly any underwood, the darkness coming from the trees as their dense leafage didn't let the light of the moon shine through. <br><br>After the inital howling it was quiet, but as she reached a fenced field for animals she could hear the wolves again. They had come closer to the village and some moving shadows could be seen a little into the forest. <br><br>Despite the hot daytime it was getting cold now and a faint mist arose from further south. There had to be the lake Gorn was talking about. <br><br>Then Rosalie could hear something strife through the wood. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>27-06-2014, 22:29:18</strong>
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				She noticed the moving shadows and placed her right hand on the sword's handle. She then began to slowly follow after the movements for a few moments, until she heard something. She took a few quick steps before she went behind a tree for cover. She wanted to see what was there before it saw her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>28-06-2014, 17:00:26</strong>
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				Slowly three wolves emerged out of the darkness and approached the field. They didn't seem to notice her yet. As they came closer she could see, that the first was somewhat bigger than the other two and his eyes seemed to have an intelligent spark in them. Before they reached the field they stopped. Sniffing in the air, the leader slowly turned his head towards the tree the young huntress was standing behind. <br><br>He growled deeply and jumped towards the tree, the other two followed him like he had 'ordered' them with his growl. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>28-06-2014, 20:38:07</strong>
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				Rosalie drew her sword upon hearing the growl, and then swung her sword at the leader. She then backed away as she took swings at the two other wolves. She wasn't sure if her blows landed on any of them, though; at the very least she was letting them know that she had a weapon and was going to use it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>29-06-2014, 21:42:21</strong>
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				The wolves yelped and jumped back of the sudden attack. All three began to growl deeply and menacing. A short bark came from the leader and slowly they began to circle around Rosalie, trying to approach her from different sides. These wolves were definitely more intelligent than the average one she met in her training sessions. <br>Suddenly the two smaller attacked her from two sides, trying to rip her apart. <br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>29-06-2014, 22:55:29</strong>
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				She turned around as she tried to watch all three wolves. But as they leapt, she ran into the middle of the two attacking wolves. However she felt a small yet sharp pain on her lower back's right part; she didn't move fast enough, and since she didn't really eat very much today she didn't have enough energy to dodge as fast as she could. Great...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>30-06-2014, 09:52:28</strong>
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				The wolves jumped back and the one that hit her howled in triumph. Some of her blood was dripping down his flews. They circled around her again, the smell of her blood made them even more aggressive. This time their leader leaped at her, his mouth wide open, his sharp fangs flashing in the dark twilight. <br>Just that moment she could see out of the corner of her eyes another movement in the woods.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>30-06-2014, 10:25:36</strong>
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				She staggered a bit from the pain, unable to cover her wound. Still, she tried to keep watching the wolves as they circled her, until the leader pounced on her. She attempted to step aside while also aiming her blade to cut into its side, but the movement caused her to be distracted as she then felt a smaller pain on her left upper arm. Once the attack was done she attempted to back up, trying to keep the wolves and the direction in which she thought the movement was going.
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				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>30-06-2014, 15:31:04</strong>
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				Right that moment another wolf jumped, but before he could reach her he was hit by something and was thrown to the side. The other two looked and sniffed around. Confused they growled deeply and went two steps back. <br>Out of the flank of the now dead wolf stuck an arrow with green and black feathers. Then another whoosh sound was to be heard and the second wolf collapsed, hit by a another arrow.<br><br>The leader yelped and jumped further back. He looked around again before he turned around and flew the scenery. <br>"You shouldn't be here. This village is doomed" A dark and husky voice was coming from the direction the arrows were shot. In the darkness something glistenend and she could see the silhouette of a big figure with a bow in its hands. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>30-06-2014, 21:37:47</strong>
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				She watched on as the wolves were struck down with arrows, before the leader took off. This gave her a moment to rest as she knelt down, putting the sword away and putting her hands on her wounds.<br><br>"No. I've been called here to take care of what's been plaguing this village... I may not look it, but I've been trained to handle monsters..." Rosalie said to the figure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>01-07-2014, 08:34:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The figure stood still for a moment. "I'll give you credit for your bravery but still: Better take care of your wounds, before taking care of the monsters here. This village will soon be gone and no one can prevent it." <br>She could see the figure move and disappear in the dark forest. The upper body had seemed to fit the male voice of a human, but the sound he made when he moved was more like he was dragging something big over the ground than footsteps. "The lake. Maybe you can handle the lake. But stay out of this forest." the voice was fainting and soon silence embraced her again. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>01-07-2014, 09:03:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What do you mean, it will be gone?" Rosalie asked as the figure started to leave. But once she was met with silence, she gave a sigh. Guess the first thing she could do was to get her wounds tended. Good thing she promised she would be back, hopefully with news that the wolves won't bother the villagers at least for the night.<br><br>Keeping her hands on her injuries, she began to make her return back to the village proper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>01-07-2014, 16:27:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she approached the tavern the door was opened and Gorn came outside, carrying a bucket of water. "By the gods, what happened to you?" he placed the bucket next to the door and went towards her, supporting her until they reached a single bedroom. "Here you can stay. Care to tell me what happened? But first let me get you something" he went downstairs and a short time later he returned with a bowl of hot water, fresh clothes and a small meal. <br><br>On their way up to the room many stares of the villagers followed and as Gorn opened her door to bring her water and food she could hear the rumors downstairs. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>01-07-2014, 23:16:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let herself get taken to the room inside the inn. Once at the bedroom, she sat down to rest, and once the innkeeper came back, she took a rag from the bowl of water and applied it to her wounds, hissing a bit from the contact.<br><br>"I don't think the wolves will bother you tonight, but I think I've found out there's more going on... just as I thought... I found someone who said that the village was going to be doomed."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>02-07-2014, 11:59:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gorn looked at her and went silent as she talked. "Well at least you took care of the wolves. Could you see who this mysterious person was?" he looked very concerned and nervously he paced up and down. He watched as she treated her wounds and bit his lip. Then he made a decision. <br><br>"You know, I didn't tell you this before, actually I told no one. But a few month ago I received anonymous letters. They were left at my backdoor at night and in the first weeks I tried to capture the person who left them there. Unfortunately I never saw him or her. Anyway in every single one stood only five words: "flee, this village is doomed". Do you think this can help you in any way?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>02-07-2014, 12:11:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rosalie shook her head. "Not really. Though it does confirm that we're both dealing with the same person. I noticed that he kept himself distant from me, but also didn't sound like he walked... I think he may be involved with what's been going on. Still, I've been brought in here, so I want to see if this village really is doomed. I also want to talk to that person if I see him again."<br><br>Once she finished treating her wounds and drying them off, she took the meal and started eating it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>02-07-2014, 14:46:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The meal as simple but good. Gorn nodded and turned to leave. At the doorstep he stopped and mumbled "I just hope this guy wants to help us then... well have a good night then." He left without another word. The moon shined brightly into her window and from her point of view the village made a peaceful and quiet impression. <br><br>She was half through her meal as a loud, female voice ripped through the silence. "I don't care if you don't want me to leave or not. The wolves are gone and I will go home now! You're not even my real father, you drunk bastard. So let me go!" The was more mumbling and different voices arguing could be heard. "I said let me go!" the clear female voice yelled. Then the door was slammed and the whole building seemed to tremble.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>02-07-2014, 21:53:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Startled as she heard the voice, Rosalie put aside her meal and headed over to see what the commotion was about. She put aside her sword, but brought the tray the meal was brought on; she could use it to handle the drunk man if he got violent.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 17:43:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Down in the taproom was an odd situation. An older man held a younger woman by her dress and pulled her back next to his seat. "I may not be your father, but I raised you, didn't I? And if I don't want you to go alone, then you have to wait me!" he yelled and took another great gulp out of his jar. <br><br>"Can somebody please tell him it's safe outside?" as she saw Rosalie coming down she pointed towards her "There's our heroine, she did take care of the wolves, thank you!" <br>She grabbed a mug and lifted it up in the air. "Hail her!" The few more guests looked at Rosalie and raised their mugs as well, even the old man. Using this the young woman wrest her dress from him and quickly left the tavern. "Ha wait!" he managed to say but she was already gone.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 09:14:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blinked as she watched the scene go on below. She sighed in relief though as her presence alone was enough to let the girl get away; guess violence wasn't needed after all. But on realizing that she was being hailed to, she raised a hand and bowed her head a little. "Yes, thank you..." she said a bit awkwardly. After that she went back towards her room.<br><br>Once there she closed the door behind her and changed into the spare set of clothes, before she went on to start finishing her meal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>06-07-2014, 23:47:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After she finished the simple but tasty meal, she could hear the sound of the closing doors down in the bar. Then silence fell again on the whole village as everyone seemed getting to sleep. Gorn checked on Rosalie once more before he called it a night as well. The moon was still bright and illuminated her room. There seemed nothing more to do for this night. <br><br>The night was peaceful and for the first time in nearly a year the village could sleep without any attacks from wolves or other strange beings. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 05:03:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://s3.zerochan.net/Hungary.240.1306887.jpg)</div>In the silence, Rosalie quickly fell asleep, allowing her to have a full night's rest by the time the sun started to rise. In the morning, she woke up within minutes before coming downstairs, quickly picking up the smell of breakfast. Regarding last night's lesson, it would be unwise for her to head out without a meal first.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 15:26:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gorn was in quite a good mood. "Good morning, milady" he practically cheered before he put a plate in front of her with a tasty looking breakfast on it. "Can't remember the last time I got a whole night of sleep. All thanks to you." he winked towards her and began to clean up his counter. He just stored some plates and mugs away when the door opened and the old man form last night ran in the bar. In panic he looked around before his eyes fixated Rosalie.<br><br>"Help me! YOU! You must help me. I knew it, I knew it! She's gone isn't she?" he brabbled. His face was wet with tears and just before he reached Rosalie he broke down. Gorn came around the counter and helped him to take a seat. "They took her... I knew it, now she's gone" the old man continued to whine. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 03:48:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh thank you," Rosalie said with a smile, wasting no time getting started on eating her breakfast. But sometime before she had finished eating, she was started as she heard someone barge in. She turned to see the old man from before. She was started at his anxiety, but collected herself. "Where was she going? And who took her?" She tried to ask calmly, getting to her feet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 19:05:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The innkeeper grabbed a green bottle from under his counter and opened it. He took a big gulp himself before he pushed the bottle between the old man's lips. He drank without really noticing it and stopped briefly in his panic only to cough heavily afterwards. Then he shook his head and he seemed a bit clearer in his mind than before. He fixated Rosalie again, breathing in deeply he began his story: <br><br>"Every night when I come home my daughter leaves me mug of water and a piece of bread. It's a traditional thing you know, threatening me it's the only thing I get to eat and drink if I continue with the alcohol. Anyway. Last night was the first night since I can remember she missed to prepare this simple meal. I thought she was still mad at me, I'd better believed my guts... This morning I woke up and called her for breakfast but she was nowhere to be found. She may be mad at me and angry but never, never she would run away. Please help me! I know she's out there and in danger! I just know it!" he began to babble again and wanted to jump of his seat but Gorn simply laid a hand on his shoulder and pushed him back down. He looked Rosalie in the eyes: "It seems you can go right back to work. Please help this fool and look for her? Maybe you can start at Miller's house. I often saw her there in the past, bet she got something for the Miller's boy. It's the last house before the one with the spiderwebs."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 00:22:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Will do," Rosalie said. Without any other words, she went to grab her sword and cape, before finally leaving inn and the old man's cries behind. While she was told the girl went to one of the last houses, she had a hunch that she went to the one with the spider webs. Her cape around herself, she went towards the doorway of the house, her sword at the ready as she looked inside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 10:54:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				An odd sight greeted her as Rosalie looked inside. Everyhing was over and over covered in white spiderwebs. Oddly enough the webs covering the floor and the walls didn't seem to be sticky at all. They felt more like soft silk on the skin and were very smooth to the touch. <br><br>As she entered the hallway there was no sound to be heard. Even the noises of the street were gone. Engulfed in total silence she could see stairs leading up to the second floor. Three doors led to other rooms on each side of the&nbsp; hallway. She could see at first no sign of anyone who could have entered the house before, but then she saw some of the webs shined a bit brighter than the rest. They led upstairs. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 11:02:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rosalie carefully made her way down the hall, making sure she caught nothing from herself on the webs, as unsticky as they were. This became more trickier to do as she started to climb up the stairs. But once she got almost all the way up, she looked around the second floor before continuing further in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 21:17:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Just as she arrived on the second floor, which was covered in webs as well, the door to her left opened and a large figure came out of it. <br><br>(http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/030/9/1/Drider_by_Arkanamah.jpg)<br><br>The big drider yawned and stretched his arms over his head. He flexed his toned muscles and through the window fell a sunbeam right on his black hairy body of a huge spider.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>Then he leaned forward and looked with his dark purple eyes right into Rosalie's. "Yes? What's now your business in my house?" He had a smooth and deep voice. His upper body of a man was tall and muscular but she could see some scars on it. Maybe swords or spears that had wounded him but it had to be some time now. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 23:00:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uh..." She blinked as she saw the large, part-spider creature, but then tried to focus, her sword in front of her. "I'm only going to ask you once; did you happen to see a young woman come by this place?" Her eyes narrowed, and she raised her sword's blade a bit; she was expecting the creature to lie.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 00:08:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What an adorable young woman you are." The spider-creature laughed. "Breaks into my house and demands to know things that are truly none of your concern." He looked at her blade "I was cut by many swords in my life, don't dare to think I'm afraid of this little piece of steal you call a weapon." Then he stepped a bit back, so she could see into the room he just had left. There was a another figure laying on a bed of silk and webs. It was the young woman from last night. She was asleep and seemed to breath calmly but she was clad in the same webs as the whole house. It looked a bit like a cocoon. "But I guess I don't want to risk any attack of you." he grinned broadly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 05:35:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasped, looking on at the woman in the cocoon, before starting to step around the spider. She approached the woman and knelt down, shaking her carefully as she started to cut the webbing. She did this while keeping an eye on the spider-creature. "Wake up. I came to get you out of here..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 08:00:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What the hell do you think you're doing?" The creature came closer. "She's exhausted and need some sleep. So let her have it." Then he stopped in his motions. "Great she's awake now. I'm sorry dear!"&nbsp; <br><br>Slowly the young woman opened her eyes and blinked several times. "Huh? Who are you?" she wondered as she look calmly up towards Rosalie. Then she looked towards the spider creature and then back to her. That moment she saw Rosalie's blade and immediately began to move. "Whoa! What are you doing?" In seconds she wiggled herself free and moved away from the huntress. <br><br>"Zeto? Care to tell me what's going on?" she asked the creature as she fearfully continued to watch the sword. Obviously she was more scared by Rosalie than the spider. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 08:04:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What...?" She blinked, confused by what was going on. "I... I thought he... I thought he had abducted you on your way home." She put the sword aside so as not to further startle the young woman and backed up, and then bowed. "I apologize... but I'm afraid that this 'Zeto' here hasn't proven himself to not be a threat." She then turned her head towards the spider-creature. "Just what happened here?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 08:16:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think you better go now back to your father. Doubtless he's the reason she's here. I told you he would miss you." the creature told the woman. With a skeptical look on the blade and Rosalie she stood up. "I guess so" she answered and removed the last of the webs from her clothing. Then she looked into Rosalie's eyes. "Please, don't hurt him. He's maybe a bit grumpy now and then but in his heart he's a kind person." Then she smiled towards the spider, which narrowed his eyebrows and gave her a short angry look before he sighed. <br><br>The assumed captive left and he turned now fully towards Rosalie. "Well I certainly won't mind a beautiful young lady in my bedroom." he grinned as he approached Rosalie a bit further. "It's quite easy what happened here. She wanted to see me, we talked, she was getting tired, I tugged her in. End of story. She's quite alone in this village and doesn't seem to have anyone to talk about her problems. A few weeks ago she found me. I was a bit surprised. All I want here is a bit of privacy and peace. Thank the gods the peasants are quite scared of some large spiderwebs. But she seemed to look for a hiding place away from her 'father'." His upper body leaned back as he folded his arms and examined Rosalie from head to toe. "And you must be the famous huntress that saved the city from the wolves."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 08:24:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighed, putting the sword's tip into the floor as she stood upright and leaned on it. "I am only doing what's required of me, which is to hunt for any sign of monsters and help townsfolk. But it's unlikely that one wouldn't want to harm people..."<br><br>She then noticed the spider looking her over as she sighed. "Yes, you can say that. Truth is though I got some help. You do know about this stranger in the woods, right? Uses a bow, doesn't so much walk as 'slide'?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 08:31:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The spider laughed loudly. "Oh my dear, the only thing I'd harm right now would be your virginity." he grinned broadly. "I found this abandoned house as I had been avoiding the very person you seemed to have met last night. Spiders and snakes usually don't like each other. I didn't know that such a creature lived here in the woods, otherwise I wouldn't have come here but now I have a nice little nest for my own." <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 08:36:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes narrowed a bit as her face reddened, though they then widened a bit as she heard about snakes. "A snake..? So as far as I can tell, this man was actually a naga," Rosalie pondered out loud. "And I am guessing you're not part of this plot to bring about the village's doom?" She asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 08:42:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course he his! But that doesn't make me like him. These forked tongue can stay in his cave in the woods." he smiled a bit as he saw her face redden. "Don't be shy, it's certainly a long time a young woman came to me and didn't whine because of her life or screamed and flew by the sight of me." <br>As she began to muse he reached forward and lifted her chin, so she looked into his dark black and purple glistening eyes. "And no, I'm certainly not part of this plot. I just have used it to find a peaceful shelter."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 08:58:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What...?" She blinked as her head was lifted up, her face reddening some more. "You do realize what... what you're doing... right? I could hurt or kill you..." She said, stammering. "I haven't even considered doing this... let alone with a monster..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 09:03:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still smiling he touched her face and gently stroked her skin. "I think these lips are worth it" he responded quietly and leaned a bit more forward, letting his lips briefly touch hers and gave her a light featherly kiss. <br>"See? I'm still alive. And maybe you want to consider now..."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 09:07:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes widened some more as the drider kissed her on the lips. "I mean... I could... stab you..." Her voice weakened as she stammered even more. She could feel her heart start to pound in her chest. "Are... you that eager...?" She asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 09:12:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes you could stab me, but I prefer you don't." he whispered before he pulled her in a tight embrace, his lips locking again with hers and his hands wandered gently down her back. With his spider legs he let himself a bit more down, so he didn't need to lean down any further. This time his kiss was more passionate as he claimed her lips and kissed her firmly. He didn't move away and waited for her response, clearly showing how eager he was. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 09:17:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her body shifted a bit, feeling the spider's arms go around her. She then gasped as he kissed her again. Rosalie then gave a small "Mmmn..." as their lips pressed against each other, her body going a bit weak as her hand soon enough let go of the sword, causing it to drop to the ground.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 09:23:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"See that's way better" he whispered as he broke the kiss for a moment. Then he continued where he left of and kissed her again deeply. This time he slightly opened his mouth and the tip of his tongue brushed against her lips. His hands roamed over her back, kneading, stroking and caressing her tensed muscles through her clothing. He pressed her closer towards his muscular chest so she could feel his body against hers. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 09:27:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She continued to moan a bit under their kiss, huffing a bit as his tongue slid around. Her body continued to shift with the continued contact, her back arching into him as she was pressed against his body, her breasts being pressed into him as well. Her knees buckled as her body continued to go limp as their kissing went on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 09:36:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he felt her body soften his hands reached forward and under her buttom to lift her gently up. He broke the kiss and began to trail down her collar towards her neck, kissing and caressing her skin with his lips. "Don't fall over" he whispered into her ear, giving her a light kiss next to it. "Or would you rather lay down a bit?" he grinned before he dived again on her neck giving her a passionate kiss on her skin. His skin smelled a bit like dust and sweat but there was another sweet musky smell that began to fill her nose. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 09:38:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aaah..." She moaned some more, her body shifting as she was lifted up. Her head tilted aside as he kissed at her neck, causing her to shudder. "I.. don't know..." she said, her hands subconsciously going onto his shoulders.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 09:45:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well then, let me make the decision for you." He grabbed her buttom and thighs and put them around his his waist, so she was sitting now on him. One hand rested under her buttom to support her, while he laid the other gently on her face again and pulled her again in for a kiss. His torso rubbed and pressed against hers as he moved and she could feel the friction on her body as well. Where his upper body met his spider's she could feel the change of skin as it was a bit harder than the human flesh. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 09:49:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uh..." Her body rubbed some more against his, from the adjusting of her position to how he rubbed himself against her. She could even feel some of him start to rub between her legs, causing her to moan even more under the kiss, her hands tightening on his shoulders.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 09:54:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Again he broke the kiss and leaned with his whole body back. His forelegs lifted off the ground and laid under her, supporting her so he could use his hands again. The friction and rubbing continued then he brought his hands to her chest and started to loosen the knot on her bodice. "You don't mind, do you?" he said playfully between the kisses. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 09:56:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blinked, looking down at his hands while she continued to shudder from the continued rubbing. "Isn't that... how it happens... anyway...?" Rosalie asked between breaths.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 10:02:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That and even more" he responded and pulled her bodice off. His hands grabbed the hem of her blouse and tugged lightly on it. Then he grinned and just moved his hands under it, touching her bare skin. "So soft..." he said dreamily and caressed her back and hips. He gave her another passionate kiss, before one of his hands left her skin and tugged down her garment, giving his mouth access to he cleavage. Without hesitation he moved his head down and kissed the delicate skin right in the middle of her chest. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 10:06:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shuddered even more, her body quivering as his hands roamed her skin. She moaned even more, even under the next kiss before she felt his mouth on her breasts. Her eyes squeezed shut as she started to huff, her face reddening some more as she felt his wet lips touch on her chest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 10:11:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hand moved further up her back, touching and stroking her skin. His mouth trailed further down and kissed the sport between her breasts. Then he came up again letting loose of her blouse and pushed her tightly against his torso. Now only the thin material of her garment between their bodies she could feel his muscles move and rub against her chest. <br>His mouth found hers again and his free hand wandered down to her buttom, kneading it firmly as he leaned forward and laid her down on the bed. <br>"You truly are a beauty, but I bet many men told you that before" he whispered between the kisses.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 10:21:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shuddered some more as their skin touched each other, huffing even more as he rubbed and kissed her. She let go of him as she was laid down onto the bed, her legs shifting apart some as the knees were still buckled. Her hands moved to grasping the bed's fabric.<br><br>"I... lived away from town..." she explained to him, shuddering as he continued to kiss her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 10:26:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grabbed in the soft silk of his webs that now surrounded her. "What a pity" he mentioned and watched her for a few moments, taking in the sight. <br>Then leaned forward and tugged her blouse a bit up. He began to kiss her belly up towards her breasts. Just before he reached them she could feel his hot wet mouth kissing the trail back again and further down. His hot breath on her skin as he kissed the hem of her pants. He looked deep into her eyes, then he began to unbuckle her belt as well. "Guess you're still in the advantage of too much clothing." he grinned but in his eyes she saw the spark of lust and desire. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 10:31:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shuddered as his lips went up and down her skin, and then leaned up to look down at the spider as he started to undo her pants, her body starting to set a little and she still blushing heavily. "This is... showing some affection for someone... who barged in..." Rosalie huffed as she watched.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 10:43:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe, but I'm a man after all as well." he laughed a bit and and stroked down her legs, removing her boots in the process. "But I've to proof myself as a nice and harmless person, don't I?"&nbsp; He raised his body up and climbed on the big bed. Then he leaned forward to catch her mouth with his again. Before she could see a glistening opening on his hips that hadn't been there before. It was in the center of his body a few inches down where his spiderskin began.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 10:49:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt him kiss her again, her hands going onto his sides without much given thought. She looked at him as he had climbed on and over her before she looked down at his loins. "And you'll really be taking my virginity..." she said quietly, mostly to herself as she watched on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 11:02:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sealed her lips again with his, his body rubbed and stroked now over her. The thin material barely protecting her against the teasing motion and friction of his body. His hands slid under her garments, touching stroking her skin and wandered up to her breasts. Gently he touched her sensitive spot and caressed her outer breasts. <br><br>Out of the glistening slit a proud and thick member emerged. It was formed like a human's but darker, slick and wet. He pulled her closer now and tried to lift up her blouse, removing it for good. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 11:07:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmn... Mmn!" She gasped, her body shifting as she felt his hands touch the parts covered by her undergarments. Her legs spread even more. She was made to moan against his lips as he kissed her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 11:11:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Briefly he broke the kiss and pulled in a swift motion her blouse over her head. Immediately after he pressed his body on hers, her skin touching his and his chest rubbing against her breasts. His mouth reached for her neck, kissing and biting firmly her skin. His hands touched her side and back as he pulled her close. He moved a bit forward and his member touched and poked slightly against her panties. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 11:25:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her breasts feeling his bare chest, she shuddered some more, her head tilted up as he kissed her neck. She gave a sharp breath as she felt his member push into her panties, her hands gripping his sides tighter. "You feel hot..." she instinctively said as her legs spread some more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 11:33:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So do you" he replied between his bites and kisses. His tongue danced on her skin while his hands stroked her back and moved down to her panties. He pushed himself a bit more upwards and his hard, throbbing shaft shoved further into her panties, entering her hot flesh a tiny bit in the process.<br>His hands kneaded her buttom and shoved under the last piece of garment, stroking and touching her naked skin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 11:46:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nn... Aaah..." Her body tensed up a bit, her back arching as his hands felt her skin some more and his member tried to push further into her. "I'm... actually expecting... you to finish this now..." Rosalie said a bit anxiously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 11:53:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned broadly as he heard her. "As you wish". <br>Quickly he tugged her panties aside and pushed forward. In one motion he entered her and shoved his prick deep into her. He waited a brief moment, letting her get used to the feeling before he began to rhythmically move his member in and out of her. He was slowly at first, enjoying the feeling of her and her tightness around him.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 11:58:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aah... Ah... Aaah!" She moaned even more, her body tensing up fully as she felt the hot, thick shaft slide into her. She panted, her hips shifting as she tried to get used to the rod that was moving inside her slit. "Gods...!" she cried out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 12:07:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmh" he moaned with relish as he steadily thrusted deep into her. "You feel amazing" he groaned as he began to pick up the pace and moved faster. His forelegs reached forward and dug next to her in the bed and supported him. His hands roamed over her body playing and caressing her breasts while his hard member penetrated her slit again and again. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 12:11:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aaaahh!" She moaned, louder and more frequently as her hands moved to his back, grasping it and holding on. Between the faster, harder thrusts and the hands sliding over her body, it was only a matter of time before she went over the edge. And moments later, she let out a long groan as she had her first orgasm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 12:18:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tensed up as he felt her orgasm and her wet flesh tighten around him. He moaned deeply and pushed his member deep inside her for a last time. Then his rod began to twitch as he also abandoned himself to pleasure. Hot wet juices sprayed into her as he arched his back. <br>He enjoyed the afterglow of their orgasms and kissed her cheek and further down her body, then he slowly withdrew himself. He smiled down on her, his member now glistening wet from their combined liquids. <br>"Truly amazing."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 12:21:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasped as she felt something hot enter her for a few seconds. But once it was over, she completely lied down limp on the bed, her practically bare body covered in some of her sweat. She panted heavily, her face still red even in the afterglow. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him. "I... didn't expect this... to feel so... great..." she said, panting and also trying to word herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 12:26:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled down on her and stood slowly up. "Glad you like it. Don't hesitate if you want to feel it again." <br>He stretched and flexed his muscles then leaned down to kiss her inner thighs and lick some of the sweat of her skin. "I really like the taste of human sweat, especially from hot female legs." Raising his upper body up again he gave her a questioning look. "Well now, did I prove myself as a friend or not? I guess you want to know what is really going on in this village don't you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 12:31:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shuddered, giving a slight moan as he kissed and licked her thigh. Once he brought up what was really going on though, she gasped, and then sat up as quickly as she could. "Alright... based on what I've seen, you aren't a threat... you just have a thing for human women," Rosalie said with a blush. "That said though, if you really do know what's going on, say it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 12:43:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Glad we can agree on that." he gave her another mischievous smile and laid his body down next to her. "Well then, I'll tell you what I know, but in return I expect you to keep me secret. It's not good if the people begin to know about my presence yet. They'll find out soon enough." one of his hands rested on her naked thigh and gently caressed her drying skin. <br>"As far as I know, there is an evil spirit haunting the forest. Because of that the guardian of this place, the naga you've seen, has been prevented of helping the people here. Usually he cares for the safety of the place, well more out of selfishness as of kindness but nonetheless. However this evil spirit manifested itself nearly a year ago, at least that's what I think regarding to the stories of the peasants here. He uses wolves and other wild creatures to kidnap victims and consume their energy of life. Humans, chickens, sheep, cattle everything that lives and got a soul provides him with energy. As I mentioned the 'guardian' got weaker, allowing some nice and friendly creatures like myself finding a new place to live. And before you ask: I don't care about that spirit. He is quite weak in my opinion and the people make mountains out of molehills." <br>He leaned forward again and kissed her thigh for another time, trailing slowly a bit upward. "So, I'd suggest you relax and just have a good time in this village."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 12:49:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shuddered as he heard him speak, feeling his hand and then his lips on her thigh. "Good time..." she repeated. "I still want to know something. This guardian said that I should go to the lake. That's where the vines are growing, right? What's going on over there...?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 13:06:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Vines? He is concerned by the vines?" Zeto laughed loudly. "Well as far as I know he just don't like the smell. However, you should be careful around them, too. I guess he usually destroys them or the villagers don't let them grow this far.&nbsp; They grow often near waters and feed on female creatures. Guess they can be quite vicious from time to time, though I never heard of them, that they actually killed people."<br>He looked up and thought for a moment. "Ah, now I remember, they spray some pollen, that have different effects on different species. I guess snakes don't like them." He gave her another kiss now further up and his hair brushed her belly.&nbsp; "I think that's all I know about that."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 13:13:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shuddered a bit more as he kissed further up. "Figures. They either feed on women or someone else. I don't think I can let a risk like that stay untouched..." She looked down at him, and placed a hand on his back. "I'm going to go now. Besides, there are people back in the village who might be wondering what's taking me a while."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 13:18:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He raised an eyebrow. "What a pity. But still, you know where to find me if you want to have this great feeling again" he smirked and raised himself up. He looked around and then back to her. "Well you know the way out. I guess I'll go for a hunt then." he winked her and then crawled out the room. She could see how he was heading for the attic.<br>Meanwhile the sun stood higher over the village and it was about midday. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 13:22:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I will keep that in mind," Rosalie said. Watching him leave, she then stretched, a strange feeling at what just happened coming over her. She then slipped her clothes back on, making sure to pick off any bit of webbing stuck to her and picked up her sword. Sheathing it, she then made her way out of the house and back into the village proper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 13:59:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Outside the house there was no one to be seen at first. The villagers still seemed to fear this place. As she came to the village square there was more life to be found. The people greeted her friendly, the fact she was here to protect them had spread like a wildfire. Then the old man saw her and ran straight towards her falling on his knees. "Thank you! Thank you for bringing my daughter back!" Behind him his daughter appeared and smiled knowingly towards Rosalie. <br><br>"Will you free us from our despise?" another man asked as he watched the scene. He was clad in finer clothes than the rest of the people around here and the golden chain around his neck showed her that he had to be the mayor. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 01:23:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rosalie smiled and raised a hand to greet the villagers, a bit more confidently than last night. She also bowed a bit to the old man respectfully. "Just doing what I need to," she said. Then she turned towards who seemed like the mayor. "Yes, I'll at least make an effort to. It's my job to help this place after all."<br><br>She continued to make her way through the village. "Now I'm going to head off to hunt. I should be back by nightfall."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 15:27:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Can we help you?" "Where you will go?" "When we'll be free from this menace?" the people asked her on her way through the village. They mayor nodded as he heard her saying and turned away, making his way to his own home. <br><br>Deep in the forest a dark spirit awakens. His eyes and ears in the small village was calling for him. Not only this damned naga interfered with his plans last night, he could sense the burgeoning hope of the people even here. His spies told him of this huntress that tried to help the villagers and was going on a hunt for evil. Well then, he would greet her properly if she dared to enter the forest again. <br>&nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 22:37:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll be fine. Once I find the source of these problems and deal with it, you'll be okay." Rosalie tried to answer what inquiries the villagers had as she could, but after a time she was already making her way south of the village, towards the lake.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>20-07-2014, 22:43:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				On her way to the lake the people wished her good luck for her hunt. It was like the whole village was blooming in hope that Rosalie would free them. On her way out the village she could see a big creature with many legs scamper between the houses and shadows on its way to the forest. It paused briefly in its motions and waved to her, before he vanished between some trees and bushes. <br><br>It was a short walk maybe half a mile before the lake came to sight. <br>(http://www.travelfromthetriangle.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/Fantasy-Lake.jpg)<br><br>At first it seemed like a normal lake to her and not before she reached the shore she could see some fresh, green and thick vines laying next to and in the water. They led to several big green bushes that grew a few feet away in the soft and nutrient-rich ground. There were three of the plants each over and over covered with beautiful and glimmering blossoms in different bright and rich colours. Soon she could even smell the sweet, arousing and alluring scent their pollen seemed to exude.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>21-07-2014, 02:08:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rosalie noticed the large creature waving to her... was that Zeto? Regardless she waved back before she continued on her way to the lake.<br><br>Once there, it was only shortly before she started to smell the aroma from the plants. She started to feel lightheaded, but tried to fight it off, even covering her nose and mouth with her cape. The plants were a threat to the villagers, and she needed to cut down some of the bushes. She started to get closer towards the large bushes, drawing her sword.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>22-07-2014, 14:29:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was as if they could feel her presence. As she approached the bushes the vines began to draw back. Slowly at first they moved over the ground, winding themselves up and crawling back to their origin. <br>The whole plant began to shiver and in the process emitting more of their arousing scent into the air. She could see some smaller lizards run away from the bushes just as they didn't like the smell of them. On arriving the first bush the air was thick with pollen and the sweet alluring scent soaked her cape. Out of the corner of her eye she could see why the bushes seemed to be a threat to the village. In a small circle around them the grass was brown and yellow as they seem to suck the nutrients out of the ground. If they spread they'd deal some serious damage to the crops.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>24-07-2014, 05:38:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rosalie tried to breathe lightly as she got to the roots of the plants. The best she could do to them as she was, lightheaded and trying to hold off on her arousal, was to simply saw them off. She chopped at some of the vines at first, but once she could get closer she took out one of the daggers and sawed off the base. She tried to keep track of her progress instead of anything else until she was done, which was when she could finally allow herself to practically black out, falling atop the plants she cut off.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>11-08-2014, 14:57:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her carefully from the forest's edge. He couldn't stop himself from admiring her work and strong will. But now she laid there defenseless and he could already feel the evil spirit's henchmen approaching her. He sighed inwardly and made his way to the unconscious Rosalie. <br>Since the plants arrived he saw countless humans approaching them and shortly after forgetting everything around them but their lust and lewdness. Several couples made love next to the plants, some even with the veins or just masturbating while breathing in the arousing scent. To him they only smelled awfully bitter and a bit disgusting but now as there were hardly any left he managed to get closer. Carefully he lifted the female body up while his tail collected the rest of her belongings. <br><br>It didn't take long for him before he reached his own shelter.It was a cave, nearly as big as a small house, with a small fireplace and quite big pile of straw, serving as a comfy and soft sleeping place. <br>On the walls hung several pieces of dried meat and other vegetables along with his bow and arrow. Carefully he let Rosalie down on the straw, watching her for a few more moments before turning around. He checked his food storage before he decided to roast some meat and lit the fireplace. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>11-08-2014, 22:13:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She lost track of how much time was spent asleep. But now she was starting to wake up in an unfamiliar place that only partly resembled the inn. Rosalie slowly sat up, looking around and noticing the figure from before. It was when the pollen's effects from before started to kick in, but she tried to ignore that.<br><br>"You..." she softly spoke up. "You have been wanting the villagers gone... because of a spirit...?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 09:31:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The creature turned around slowly. Before Rosalie stood an impressive male naga. His muscular upper body was bare except of some belts and leather strings wrapped around torso and arms. His face was a quite attractive of a man in his mid twenties. Long black hair was falling down on his shoulders matching the colour of his scales. His long and strong tail began at his hips, black shiny scales covering the outside while some brighter and softer looking scales ran down on the underside of his tail. Right now he was about 6 feet tall as his tail was coasted in the cave. <br><br>His dark eyes looked directly into hers and she could see a glimpse of purple in them. He watched her a few seconds before answering: <br>"You're awake. Good. And you want to get straight to business. Yes, indeed I want the villagers gone. There longer they stay here the more they'll feed the spirit. I tried to protect them but it's getting more difficult by the hour. You did good by the lake, but his henchmen where already coming for you. I hope you don't mind I took you with me" he grinned a bit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 10:24:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fair enough... Rather I should thank you for it..." As she stared at him, her legs clenched together from her arousal. She tried to nurse it by rubbing her loins, causing her to let out a heavy breath.<br><br>"I promised them I would come back... But I can't like I am now... I hope you don't mind... helping me?" A blush was forming on her face as she spoke.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 10:48:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The naga raised an eyebrow. "You're welcome, but are you alright? You look a bit feverish." Slowly he approached her, slithering closer. <br>With a gentle touch he laid his right hand on her forehead while she was blushing. "Once I took an oath to help humans in need. So, what do you require to get better?" <br>He looked down at her, a bit worried. Maybe the pollen of the plants intoxicated her? He didn't know of any antidote.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 10:54:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think it's the plants..." Rosalie said, closing her eyes as the naga touched her forehead. "The pollen... I'm already feeling this strange thing between my legs..." Without much warning, Rosalie started to undo her pants, sliding them off her hips so as to tend to her aching folds.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 11:01:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He arched back looking surprised, but then a broad smile formed on his face. "I see." was all he said before he leaned forward again. "Well then want to let me see what's the strange feeling between your legs is all about?" slowly he lowered himself so their faces were only inches apart. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 11:05:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please..." She said, her face reddening some more. "Just tend to it now... like this..." She then grabbed his hand, bringing it into her panties so he could touch her folds. The cool contact already made her let out a moan.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 11:12:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leaned more over to her and lowered his mouth to her neck. Gently he began to kiss her bare skin while he pushed his hand stronger against her panties. He could feel her heat and soon he began to move his fingers in slow circling motions on her damp panties. Then he used on finger to push the soft material up her soft flesh. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 11:15:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She tilted her head up, one arm going around his neck as he kissed her own. She huffed heavily while moaning, her legs spreading apart as he continued to rub her nethers. "Yes..." she cried out weakly as her fingers gripped his hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 11:22:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Groaning a little as she grabbed his hair he intensified the kiss. Now gently biting her skin he liked the taste of it. <br>With his fingers he pushed her panties aside, revealing her hot wet folds. It didn't take long until he was stroking her delicate flesh directly, enjoying how hot she got by the minute. <br>Of course her arousal didn't let him cold blooded, he could also feel his own member rising an his scales moving apart. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 11:25:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasped, moaning even more as she felt him stroking her bare slit. "Yeees..." she cried out more eagerly. She breathed hotly before she began to bite on his ear, her other hand moving to help him rub her folds. Because of this her grunting became intense as she continued to bite on his ear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 11:36:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she bit on his ear he began to groan loudly. "Alright then" he murmured and raised himself a bit up. With his hand on her nethers he grabbed hers, as he began to shove his hips forward. She could feel another hot piece of flesh near her entrance as he pushed his member slowly forward. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 11:39:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uuhn...!" She cried out, her body tensing up as she felt something hot start to push into her. "Oooohhh..." She let go of his ear, her grip on his hair and hand tightening. "That's it..." She moaned out in pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 11:48:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mhh" he moaned as he slowly entered her, savouring the feeling of her tight wet flesh. His hot and hard prick was filling her completely, then he began to move. His soft scales rubbed over her skin as he began to thrust in her in a steady pace. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 11:55:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned even more as she felt his shaft move inside of her. One of her hands let go of his and moved to his back, nails grazing down until it came across his scales, as she tried her best to grip them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 12:02:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His scales were smooth but still she could manage to grab his butt. <br>He groaned as he felt her nails and pushed harder inside her. Grinning he lowered his head down to her again, his mouth seeking hers as he gave her a passionate kiss. He quickened his pace and soon he was thrusting her fast and hard. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 12:05:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmnn! Mmn!" She grunted under the kiss as he thrust her harder, at one point even biting his lip. But after a time, she was forced to break the kiss as he thrusted her hard enough to make her reach orgasm, causing her to cry out loudly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 12:08:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahh" he moaned as he felt her tighten around his member. He managed to push himself again inside her before his muscles twitch and he was coming as well. He shot his load deep inside her, moaning in pleasure. Exhausted he looked down to her, smiling a bit. Still inside her he grinned: "Still need help?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 12:12:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She breathed sharply as she felt him come, before she released him and lied limply on the straw pile. Sweat could be seen having seeped through the chest of her shirt, and glistening on her skin. She moaned faintly as she still felt his shaft inside her, as she then opened her eyes. "I... should be good... I didn't expect... a stranger like you..." she tried to say, as she then gulped. "...I thought you wanted... to get rid of me... rather than..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 12:21:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He moved his tail a bit, causing his member to shift and move slightly inside her. "Why should I? As I said, I once took an oath to help humans. So I will help you to get back to the village in safety."<br>Smiling he gently withdrew himself. "Honestly I'm a man as well. And if a young lady like you is in need of such services... How could I say no?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 12:27:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She tensed up slightly, moaning as she felt him move in her folds, even to pull out of her. "I wasn't expecting... this side of you..." Rosalie said after a moment. Nonetheless her arms moved to simply go around his neck. "There is something else I need help with though... the spirit. I think we can help each other." She gave a small smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 12:36:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The naga smiled gently and laid himself beside her. "Hardly anyone expects that from me...." he enjoyed her embrace and moved his arm around her as well. But as she spoke of the spirit he frowned a bit "I don't know. He is actually quite powerful and I was already making plans for leaving this place"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 12:41:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moved one of her arms, placing her head on his chest as she cuddled up against him. Regardless she let out a sigh. "I think it was because you've worked alone. If the spirit is powerful, it would be more better if we tried to pool ourselves, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 12:47:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A deep growl emerged from him. "I see you are as stubborn as your father." he murmured. <br>"Allright then. How do you think you can defeat a powerful and evil lich? I certainly don't know it."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 12:51:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wait, you know about me? My father?" Rosalie asked as she sat up. Then she paused to take in the rest of what he said. "If this spirit is a lich, then we just have to find his phylactery and destroy it. I should teach you about the monsters so you could be better prepared..." Rosalie then shook her head. "Just me though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 12:59:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Phylacorty..? Phylo? Ah well I bet you know what it is. Well if it's this easy, just tell me how to find it and it'll be done."&nbsp; he smiled a bit "oh, I certainly wouldn't mind to have some more time with you, even if it's to study." <br>He raised himself up from the bed and moved over to the fireplace. There grabbed the meanwhile cooked food and carried it over to her. "Here take a bite" and offered her some meat. <br>"And before you ask me another time: I know you're father because he rescued me 20 years ago from some goblins. Since then I wanted to protect humans. Funny to meet you now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 13:03:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And you either assumed or overheard that I was his daughter?" Rosalie asked as she pulled her pants back up. She then smelled the meat as it came closer to her and smiled. "Thank you," she said, before biting into it.<br><br>"As for the phylactery, finding it is the hard part. It could even be found where the spirit usually resides."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 13:25:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nah, you're quite the image of him in younger years, only prettier" he winked a bit and watched her as she got dressed.<br>"Well then. Maybe we could manage to free this place of him after all." he started to think more about it. "But this will be very dangerous, are you sure you're up for the task?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 13:31:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uh... that's it?" she asked as she blushed. Then she gave a breath. "Yes, I am positive. I have been sent to get rid of the threat to the village, and I'm not leaving until it's disposed of." She then looked him in the eyes. "Even though I have just come out of training, and I have realized that this may be over my head."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 13:37:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmmm, well if you're really your father's daughter, then you should have enough strength in you to make it. And of course I heard the villagers talking. But then it was quite obvious to me who you are." <br>He moved to the wall and picked up his bow and arrows. "However, we should get going and try to find him until we still got the daylight on our side. I certainly cannot compete with him in the darkness."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 13:47:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So it seems best to start searching now while we've talked about it," she said as she got off the straw pile and stretched. She quickly noticed that her belongings were put aside and gathered them. She then took a few steps outside the cave to judge how much daylight was left.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 14:04:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was afternoon and they should have at least four hours until the sun would vanish behind the horizon. The naga moved next to her and looked around. "Well then, at least no henchmen found their way to my home." then he pointed north. "This way we find his lair, let's go." <br><br>It was a quite unspectacular journey. For one hour they strafed through the forest. Either it was because of the lich or of the naga but no living being was to be seen on their way. Then after an hour Rosalie could manage to see differences in the landscape. The ground became paler, the trees were sear as well as the grass and bushes. The whole land seemed kind of dead. <br>"We're close" murmured her snake companion. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 21:03:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rosalie nonetheless kept an eye out for anything that could attack them from time to time. Once they came across the more dead portion of the forest, she gasped softly not quite expecting that to be there. But she kept going alongside the naga.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>14-08-2014, 13:56:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The naga stopped and raised his hand. "We're here." he said simply while he pointed to a large rock between the trees. "There's a huge cave under this rock, it used to be my home for a long time. He usually sleeps until nighttime..." <br>Then a loud cracking sound cut him off. Next to them three large wolves broke through the bushes growling deeply. Without hesitation the first one leaped towards Rosalie. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>14-08-2014, 22:38:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whirled to see the wolves, and quickly drew out her sword. She ducked to the side while aiming a slash at the attacking wolf's side. After that she stood back up, moving so that she could keep all the wolves in sight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>16-08-2014, 09:20:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The wolf was thrown to the side by her slash. Wounded he stumbled back a bit but in his eyes there was still anger, hate and fury. <br>"More from behind"&nbsp; the naga said and drew his bow. He moved behind Rosalie, covering her back and aimed at the new attackers, while the three wolves in front of her approached her now slowly, obviously trying to attack her as one. <br><br>As they get closer there were odd signs to be seen on them. Thankfully to the daylight, she could spot many flaws on their fur, several wounds that weren't properly healed and a disgusting foul smell reached her nose. It just seemed like the wolves were already rotting. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>16-08-2014, 09:43:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rosalie tried to stay focused despite the stench, preparing to go into a stance to counter-attack the wolves approaching her. "You know they're undead?" She willed herself to ask the naga right behind her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>17-08-2014, 15:35:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know, does this make a difference right now?" he managed to answer. She could hear him shoot an arrow before he shifted and hit another wolf behind her with his tail. The wolves whimpered and yowled as he managed to grab one and throw them right back at the others. <br>Meanwhile all three leaped at once towards Rosalie, trying to kill her with a combined assault. <br><br>---<br><br>They're already here? Damn these wolves he should've sent his stronger servants. But they wouldn't have last long in the daylight. On the other hand... Yes! Yes! Let them come down in his lair. Here he would get rid of them both at the same time. The evil spirit snickered and began to prepare a suitable welcome for them. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>17-08-2014, 22:18:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I only just noti--" Rosalie called out before she saw the wolves leap out at her. Quickly she swung her sword at their throats. "I only just noticed..." She finally said afterward, her heart pounding. "We better head towards the place fast before the wolves get back up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>18-08-2014, 16:24:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nearly decapitated the lifeless bodies of the wolves landed next to her on the ground. "You're the expert, let's move then." He spiked another one with an arrow before he moved towards the rock. Beneath and only visible as they stood right in front of it was an opening which led underground. <br>"Want to go first?" he smirked but in his eyes she could see how strained and nervous he was. "I'll cover your back." and with that he shot another wolf right between the eyes. A loud howling followed and was answered by others. "There will be more here soon, quick now." <br><br>---<br><br>Already? This whole situation got more annoying by the minute. Gathering his strongest servants the lich made his way to the entrance to great Rosalie properly. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>18-08-2014, 23:32:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She headed for the cave's entrance with the naga, and wasted little time getting inside. "Okay I'm in, come on." She then headed down into the cave, giving another glance to the naga to see if he'll catch up.<br><br>But once she was a ways in she stopped, as she thought she made out some moving figures up ahead.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 12:15:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Out of the darkness emerged three figures. Two of them had their heads hung on their chest, scuffling towards her. A deep groan emerged the two undead people as she could see their torn clothes and open wounds. These must be some of the villagers that were gone missing. <br>In their center stood another figure, pale and tall was its appearance. It was clad in dark and blue shimmering robes and cloak, the only visible parts of the body where the pale and skeleton like skull and hands. In the dark eyeholes a cold blue flame flared. Then the lich began to spoke in a high and cold voice. <br>"You made it far, I'll give you that. But now it's time to die and serve me forever! Get her, kill her, bring her body to me!" <br><br>The undead hunters came closer, raising their hands and tried to grab her. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 12:44:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The lich..." Rosalie spoke under her breath. And he had villagers that were turned into undead minions much like the wolves. Once the zombies started to come closer to her, she swung a series of slashes at their arms so as to cut them off, taking a step back each time. This would remove one of the main weapons they had against her. She would look back to see if the naga was there, but she was far too busy trying to hold off the undead.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 13:18:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The lich howled in frustration "Everything I got to do by myself!" he howled and moved swiftly towards Rosalie. <br>Just as her reached her he grabbed for sword-arm, trying to fixate it with his inhuman strength. Then she could feel a large body slide behind her and a strong jerk on her wrist. <br>The naga had appeared behind her and slammed his tail into the lich, causing him to let go of her. <br>"Go, look for this phylactery. I hold him off as long as I can!" The lich's eyes burned in red as he stood up from the ground.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>20-08-2014, 00:41:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The movements happened in only seconds for her, so she could only make out the pain in her arm. Once it was over she noticed the lich was further away from her, and she heard the Naga's voice. Without a word she went on ahead, avoiding the lich as she went. Hopefully she would be able to make out what the phylactery actually looked like, as it could be anything...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>20-08-2014, 12:41:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Further down the cave she came in a room what looked like a former living quarter of the naga. An old, empty fireplace was in the center and in the corner lay the remains of his sleeping place. The table where in his other home were food and tools to be found was now stained with blood and some cruel looking daggers lay next&nbsp; to several glass figures. The room was lit in a cold blue light, that seemed to emerge from the walls. <br>Right a Rosalie entered the room a loud groan was to be heard and a body raised itself from another corner. There was something looking like a pile of several bodies, dead or undead, that just waited for their master's command. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>20-08-2014, 12:49:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rosalie quickly glanced about the room to find something out of place, but once she heard the groan she raised her sword up, expecting whatever made it to start coming at her. She headed towards the table, taking a quick, but further glance at the objects there before looking back at the figure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>20-08-2014, 14:15:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delicate glass figurines, vials, a goblet and some small balls lay around without any specific order. Some were shimmering, some eradiated the same blue light as the walls, but none seemed special at first glance.<br><br>The undead corpse was already approaching and moved a bit quicker than the others towards her. Already it was raising its arm and tried to grab her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>21-08-2014, 01:26:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Quickly, Rosalie ducked under the table and tossed the table under her onto its side. This gave her a defense against the approaching corpse, and perhaps cut down on the items she needed to inspect to destroy the phylactory. She remained crouched, waiting for the zombie to lean over so she could stab its throat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>21-08-2014, 08:38:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a loud clangour the glass pieces fell to the ground, most of them breaking apart. Another foul stench emerged from the ground as some of the liquids were spilled all over the floor. <br>-<br>The lich howled again and the whole cave seemed to tremble. So close! He didn't expect her to be so close. Finally he managed to cast his spell and the large naga fell to the ground. Now he could take care of this other nuisance. <br>-<br>Groaning and grunting the corpse came closer until it reached the table. It grabbed it with his hands and just threw it aside revealing Rosalie. In the corner more bodies seemed to move and raised from the pile of dead flesh. But there in front of it lay a single small vial of glass. It shimmered blue and was obviously one of the few things that weren't broken. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>21-08-2014, 08:42:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She took several seconds to get her bearings but soon spotted the glowing object. That was it! She drove her sword into the undead minion to push it aside, right before starting to make a run towards the vial. She picked up a rock and threw it in the odd chance it could break from afar.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>21-08-2014, 08:59:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The rock hit the ground right next to the vial causing to roll in front of her feet. <br>-<br>Then behind her the lich appeared in the room. He breathed heavily and began immediately to murmur words, chanting another deadly spell. Meanwhile another undead minion had risen and was now moving towards her. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>21-08-2014, 09:07:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wasted no time, quickly stomping on the vial as hard as she could. It was now or never. If this didn't work...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>21-08-2014, 10:29:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bloodcurdling screams echoed through the whole cave as the vial broke and a pale blue smoke emerged. "You...." was all the lich could get out before the undead sorcerer broke down in pain. The same smoke emerged now from his body and slowly it began to dissolve, leaving just empty black rags behind. <br>The corpses stopped their movement and fell down. Now they could finally find peace. <br>Outside lay the naga on the ground. He seemed lifeless at first sight, but then his chest slowly began to rise and fall. He was deeply asleep. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>21-08-2014, 10:40:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rosalie held her hands over her ears as the screams were let out. But after some moments she slowly pulled them away and looked around, noticing that all the undead were... now actually dead. She sighed knowing that she succeeded in her mission... but then noticed the lich's robes. Did that mean the naga didn't make it?<br><br>She hurried back to notice him laying on the ground. She gasped as she thought of the worst, but on further inspecting him she gave a heavy sigh of relief. She leaned over to kiss his forehead, before bracing herself to lift his upper body onto her back. It was going to be a long trip back...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>21-08-2014, 12:39:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After the light kiss and before she could reach for him, his body began to tremble. Slowly he opened his eyes and blinked several times until he held his head and groaned deeply. "Uhhhm, what the hell..?" he looked quite confused as he raised his upper body up slowly. <br>"What happened?" he managed to ask after a few more moments. His body seemed not to be hurt, despite of some scratches he got from the fall to the ground. He shook his head again and looked down on her. "Seems like you did it, huh? Well then, let's move and get out of here, and hopefully never come back again." He grabbed his bow and then made his way with her out of the cave.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>21-08-2014, 12:51:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I did..." Rosalie said, leaning back as she smiled. "Yes, let's go." She got to her feet and walked with him out of the cave. "We have a lot of celebrating to do. First of all, we should head back to the village to tell everyone what happened."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>21-08-2014, 14:08:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slithered next to here, watching her from the side. "Yes, I definitely believe you can go celebrate a bit. But I'm afraid I won't be able to follow you to the village. I guess I only would scare them off or worse they want me dead next." He stopped as they were near the village. Night was falling but this time it was peaceful and not menacing. <br>"Farewell then, little one" he smirked "I'll go and will finally have a peaceful night." He leaned forward and kissed her goodbye on her forehead. "Maybe you want to greet your father and tell him thanks for rescuing my life once." <br>Then he turned around. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>22-08-2014, 02:05:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rosalie looked on a bit confused, but as he started to take off, she grabbed his arm. "No, not yet. You're their guardian. They need to know they don't have to fear you." She then paused for a second before she remembered something. "I think the innkeeper knows you at the very least. So that should be a start."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>23-08-2014, 17:38:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave her a skeptical look. "I certainly don't know if it's the right way. I mean for several years we had peace and they didn't know about me. Maybe it's still better this way." <br>Turning towards the village he sighed. "Even if he knows...." she could see the struggle inside him, but finally he shrugged. "Alright then. I will follow you into the village but if it doesn't work out I will leave on the spot. At least I think you would be the only one capable of holding me." he smirked a bit, but then moved with her towards the inn. <br><br>The village was quiet as every night, the people still afraid of what could happen to them at night. As they arrived the inn they could hear the voices and noises coming from inside. At least some habits would never change. The snake-man looked towards her: "I guess you should go first." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>24-08-2014, 01:38:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I understand. They don't know you, but I think they should. I may not be able to be here very often." With that, the two of them headed into the village, Rosalie still holding onto his arm. Once they were near the inn she let go. "I'll try to explain you so they don't panic. Just hang on." Taking a deep breath, she began to head inside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>27-08-2014, 17:23:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A more crowded taproom than on her first arrival greeted her. The people seemed more lighthearted and happier than&nbsp; the days before, however they became silent just like the first time she had entered the tavern. Then she was greeted by smiling faces and some raised their mugs to say cheers to her. <br><br>The innkeeper was behind his counter and waved. "Thank the gods you're still alive. Have to admit we got a bit worried. Well how are you and what can I get you?"&nbsp; - "Yeah, how was it today out there?" -&nbsp; "Did you manage to kill more wolves?" - "When will we be safe again?" <br>Soon the whole inn seemed to question her. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>29-08-2014, 10:46:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked around as the tavern burst into questions, but after a moment she raised her hands for silence.<br><br>"Everyone... it turns out I've managed to take out a very major part of, if not the source of your problems. The wolves that were attacking the livestock were actually undead minions of a lich. Not only that but he employed the remains of your late fellows as well. I was fortunate to be able to kill him through his phylactery otherwise I would not be standing here. May those who have been taken by the fiend finally find peace."<br><br>After a moment of silence she continued. "However I didn't manage to pull this off alone. I had some assistance. I will tell you now though that his appearance can and will likely cause alarm, but I want to make this crystal clear that he doesn't mean any harm whatsoever."<br><br>Taking in a breath, Rosalie then looked over her shoulder and nodded to the naga outside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>02-09-2014, 23:57:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The townsfolk cheered loudly as they heard the good news. "You mean we're finally free?" they asked excited. At first they were this happy and relieved they didn't even notice what she had told them about her companion. Instead some men ordered new rounds of beer and wine and soon someone pushed her a large mug into the hand. <br><br>The naga hesitated a bit at first. This was going to be a really big step. But on the other hand he was quite sure that the only one able to defeat or harm him was on his side. He sighed but then he slithered slowly into the tavern. <br>"IIIIIIhhhh! Watch out!" one of the younger barmaidens yelled and drowned the noises of the other people. Many jumped to their feet and tried to flee to the far end of the room but some also watched carefully what Rosalie was doing. <br><br>The naga raised his hands and began to speak immediately "Please I do not wish you any harm. I am...." "A MONSTER!" someone yelled and soon they turned to their new hero. "Please get rid of this monster please!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mingnon</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 00:21:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uuugh..." Rosalie knew that this would take a bit of work. She raised an arm up at first. "Everyone... stay calm..." She said, but realizing that they wouldn't settle down so quickly, she slammed the mug that was pushed into her hands on the table next to her. "EVERYONE!!"<br><br>She waited until everyone had shut up before she let out a heavy breath, and spoke again. "Everyone... this here isn't going to hurt you... in fact he has been dedicating himself to protecting you all. He has even helped me to defeat the lich."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hunting  (Mingnon &amp; CrimDragon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrimDragon</strong> on <strong>05-09-2014, 15:38:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It took Rosalie the whole night to calm down the people and tell the story. Every ten seconds another one asked a question and quit often some got mad again and accused the naga of their problems. <br>But after the snake-man didn't devoured them and she confirmed by oath a couple of times he was harmless, the people finally started to relax a bit. Nonetheless it took a lot of the innkeeper as well to bring them to this point but as the sun rose, so did the light quite&nbsp; a bit in the hearts of the people. <br><br>The naga extended himself as he saw the first shafts of sunlight and talked again to the townsfolk. "I guess we all need just a bit more time. For now I go back into my home in the forest, but still I will watch over you. Please don't be afraid and if you want to get to know me any better, you're always welcome." He bowed deeply before Rosalie "Thank you, my dear. Thank you very much. I cannot express how much you helped me in the last days. Please be careful on your future trips and greet your father from me. If I can do anything for you now or in the future, don't hesitate to tell me." he gave her a last smirk, before he turned around and left the tavern. <br><br>The deed in this village was done. Shortly after, the whole country began to tell the story about a snake-man and a brave huntress that together defeated an evil being. Her father was more than proud of his daughter and was already thinking about her next assignment. <br>(The end for now) 
			</dd>
		</dl>
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