Bound for Adventure
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				Title: <strong>Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Winds Of Lust</strong> on <strong>10-02-2010, 22:16:22</strong>
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				Quite yourself Leo…you’ve waited to long to let this slip through your fingers again. A young man thought to himself. He looked young, his body kept young by a shocking amount of holy magic’s stored in his body. He was about 5 foot 5, with a slim build, though his muscles were toned his figure was almost girlish in a way, but nobody since his days at the Knight training grounds had dare say it to his face. His hair was wavy and gold, his skin pale and flawless. He wore no heavy armor like most knights would, his body was not built for power so much as it was built for speed. He wore white robes, a Silver cross weaved into the chest with shimmering threads that seemed to glow even in the shadows of his hiding place. He was exactly what you pictured when you said the word’s Holy Knight, and that is exactly what Leo was. <br><br>You wouldn’t guess it by looking at his somewhat diminutive frame but Leo was being called one of the greatest Holy Knights in the past Century; partly due to his natural skill with a blade, and partly because his mastery of Holy magic and the shear amount of it housed in his small body. The rumors said that if he were to go all out and release all of his energy that his body would glow with light, but that was just a silly rumor. Just having magic power wasn’t enough, It was his control of it that made him truly extraordinary. His power was so massive yet he focused it to such a degree that it’s power was like nothing the world had ever seen. His teacher had to explain it to him by saying; -A flood can do great damage to be sure, but a focused stream of water can rip through metal like a knife through flesh-<br><br>And right now, Leo would need all of the power at his disposal to finish his task. He had managed to sneak into the strong hold of a powerful Arch mage who had been on the run from the Kingdome for 2 years now. The Mage was formally a member of the Royal court, but when they discovered his hidden motives of conquest and destruction they banished him from the kingdom. It was not long after that he declared war on the Monarchy and been on the lamb from the authorities while gathering up recourses. Leo was still unsure what the mage was planning. He peered carefully around the corner into the mages lab, The fiend seemed busy with some sort of ritual. Leo was tempted to charge in head long, but his instincts told him to wait. This could easily be a trap; furthermore if he interrupted a powerful enough spell the kick back could kill them both. What ever the Arch mage was up to, it was big. But something else was bothering Leo<br><br>He sense another presence of magic in the building other than the arch mage…not of the holy order. Black magic maybe? Perhaps an apprentice…no the Arch mage works alone and does not wish to share his power with anyone. Well who ever It was, there power was indeed great; that much was for sure…and was growing closer. On hand slide to his sword, and a in his other hand he began to focus a offensive spell incase this new comer was hostile. He looked around, the new comer would be here soon, he was sure of it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 21:55:03</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;"You son of a bitch!"<br><br>&nbsp;These words would suddenly shatter any form of silent peace that was currently in the area of the Arch Mage and Leo. The sound echoed off the walls, seeming so much louder than it truly was.... but it was loud. The source of the sound was coming from a doorway a few down from where Leo himself was crouching, ready. And obviously the Arch Mage himself even stopped. If Leo listened, he might almost hear a mumble come from the lips of the Arch Mage, who turned to survey exactly who it was.<br><br>&nbsp;And it would only take seconds before a form walked through the doorway, not even trying to be sneaky in the least. The form of a young man, much like Leo... but unlike leo, this man was dressed rather simply. A simple, flowing white shirt, snug pants, and some boots. Around his waist a single belt and perhaps a dozen pouches. And a simple cloak billowing out behind him with the briskness of his steps. Unlike Leo, this man was more on the masculine side, with handsome features that would definitely make a woman ponder a secret rendezvous. And the form of the man was a bit larger, holding more defined muscles, like those of a warrior. But the man lacked any sort of weapon, unless there was a tiny one hidden in one of those pouches.<br><br>&nbsp;"When I agreed to help you, and get you all those ingredients, despite everyone wanting your head, it was to help me.... not to make... whatever the fuck all this is! You know what? Fuck it. I don't even care anymore. You've pissed me off enough these last couple weeks..."<br><br>&nbsp;And the man would stop a dozen feet away from the doorway Leo was currently peeking through. The man's hands would both rise up, and they would start to glow an ominous red, obviously preparing some form of dastardly black magic. Leo had been correct in his assumption. The man in front of him was a mage, almost exactly like the Arch Mage... and if Leo didn't act quickly, it would look like there is about to be a hell of a little magic war going on in there.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Winds Of Lust</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 04:58:21</strong>
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				~A partner? The Mage must be getting desperate…or whatever he is doing is just that difficult.~ Leo thought to himself, he let the spell in his hand die down, not wanting to draw any attention to himself yet. He wanted to see how this would play out first. The more he watched and listened the more her cursed to his god. This fool of a black mage was going to screw everything up, he just knew it. A full year of hunting down this devil of a man gone because a some short tempered lab assistant. He sheathed his blade, his teacher always said never bring a sword to a magic fight. With a deep breath he began to focus his holy energy, he felt the light of his sacred magics filling him up with a warm glow and strength. For those that don’t know, The Light Magic isn’t just healing, the offensive magics are just not quite a flashy as the black magics. While black magics are more elemental, Light are more physical, barriers, blast of crushing or cutting energy; even reinforcement of the body. It’s one of the many things that makes a fully trained Holy knight so dangerous. <br><br>Leo ran out from his hiding spot and held his palms up at both of the black mages “Barrier!” he cried out, a pair of transparent fields of magic. He was casting in a hurry, so they weren’t the strongest fields he could do, he was to busy getting his next spell ready. He glared at arch mage who was smiling to himself now. <br><br>“Leo my old friend, it’s been a while since you last caught up to me.” The archmage, though surprised by the new comers appearance, was in no way panicked. He seemed as calm as ever. “You’ve gotten quicker at casting the barrier spell I see…not that it will do you much good if it’s not strong.” <br><br>“I’m sure it’s more the strong enough to hold your lackey back there and by me more than enough time to kill you. It will be an honor to present your head to the King.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 11:46:12</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;For a moment, he would simply stand there, watching as this holy guy came out of nowhere, and threw up some barrier spell. Of course, that in and of itself wasn't all that bothersome, the spell around his hands fizzling out harmlessly. Of course, as the little verbal interaction between the Arch Mage and this holyman carried on, he'd blink a bit. Another guy who wanted to kill him? Well, normally he wouldn't particularly care, but at this point, he was quite thoroughly pissed, and&nbsp; be damned if he was going to let this holier-than-thou prick kill the man before him.<br><br>&nbsp;"Now hold on just a second... if anyone is going to kill him, its going to be god dammit!"<br><br>&nbsp;His will would fight against the suppressive magic of the barrier, his body slowly starting to glow a slight red in color, before he'd reach out and tap the invisible barrier. He didn't know exactly where the barrier was, but knew once his hand touched it that it would disappear. And sure enough, once his finger connected, the barrier would suddenly shimmer, as if made of glass, reflecting light momentarily, before shattering light glass, the pieces dwindling to nothingness before they even touched the ground.<br><br>&nbsp;"Just stay out of this, whoever the hell you are."<br><br>&nbsp;A hand would lift up, and a quick spell would be fired off. Almost immediately, a wall of fire would rise up in front of the man, only about ten feet wide, and ten tall. Just a deterrent more than anything. Meanwhile, he'd turn his focus back towards the Arch Mage, and again both hands would begin to glow an ominous red, the same spell getting ready to be cast again... unless Leo interjected again.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Winds Of Lust</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 09:06:16</strong>
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				Leo blinked, taking his eyes off of the archmage as he felt the barrier behind him crumble. He turned to see the pieces of his spell disappear as the black mage before him stood free. Sure those had been quickly cast and not nearly as strong has he could make them, but it took more than luck and brute force to break a barrier spell. Who ever this guy was, he was no amateur. He be a master in rank, much like Leo himself. The title of Master for any kind of magical art was a very serious thing, and very difficult to achieve, only second to the title Archmage. To qualify as one, you had to have immense knowledge and power of many kinds of magical arts; they say a truly powerful archmage could bend reality to his will. Not quite like a god mind you, but they supposedly had spells that were more than just attack, summon, defense, and healing. They could curse and fate things to objects and people. But that was supposedly a ledged. <br><br>Leo stepped back as the wall of fire rose in front of him. The heat and light washing over his skin, he raised his arm to protect his face from the sudden blast of hot air. He growled to himself. This fool of a mage was going to get in the way of his job? His sworn duty? He didn’t think so. The mage was obviously going to get in his way. He had to take care of him first before getting to his true target.<br><br>Leo decided it was time to get serious, maybe he could catch the Mage off guard. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as he exhaled he whispered a pray. When he opened his eyes; they were glowing with golden light, bright white outlines of Holy runes appeared on the backs and palms of both of his hands and a halo of smaller similar runes formed around his head. I may have said he didn’t glow like some kind of god like those silly rumors, but I never said he didn’t shine like an angle of wrath when he got down to work.<br><br>He held out his hand and uttered spell “Push” sending a focused punch of holy energy out from the palm of his hand with such force that the gust of wind caused be it dispersed the fire. As soon as he looked around he saw that the mage was about to attack and that the barrier around the Archmage was still there. He held out his hand at the mage, quickly reciting a different prayer and ending it by shouting “SMITE!” Smite is an interesting spell, not so much one of attack as it is one of punishment. Depending on the amount of time or power put into a smite spell will affect the result. If It connected it would cause pain, varying proportionally to the amount of power put in it. A weak smite could feel like a burning sensation on the arm, where a stronger one could be like having boiling water poured on your entire body. Leo put enough power to render a bear unconscious from excoriating pain. It was aimed at mage, hoping to bring him down quickly then focus all his power on the archmage.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 06:28:35</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;The dark mage would watch the holy man for a moment, watching the flames pushed out quickly. So it seemed that this holy bastard knew a few tricks of his own. He almost seemed ready to do something, before the smite spell hit him. And instantly it seemed as if his flesh was trying to sear directly off his bones. If he would have looked, he'd have expected to see his flesh burning. And the pain that suddenly flared harshly through his mind was enough that he lost the spell, and even dropped down to a knee, hands bracing upon the floor, which seemed icy-cold in comparison to how his flesh was feel. <br><br>&nbsp;But the mage didn't sink into unconsciousness, as was the desired result that Leo was expecting, or hoping for. The dark mage closed his eyes, and focused, using one of his training arts, letting his mind become almost seperate from his body, so that any physical pain wouldn't hinder his spells. This isn't to say that he didn't get hurt, because his body would react to being damaged as normal. But he was able to temporarily ignore the pain. And that is what he did at this moment.<br><br>&nbsp;"You.... are getting on my nerves..."<br><br>&nbsp;The dark mage would slowly rise back up onto his feet, eyes looking towards Leo, and they would glow an ominous red. His hands would begin to glow red, though of a different shade then originally. Reaching down, he'd smack both palms into the ground, and Leo would feel the ground directly beneath him rumble a little. And if he didn't move quickly, or react somehow, a thick stone spike would jet upwards from the ground, seeking to impale the holy man. And even if Leo managed to jump back, the spike would suddenly blossom with hundreds of skinnier spikes, almost like tree branches, jutting out in every direction for about 5 feet.<br><br>&nbsp;Needless to say, if Leo had been hit with that, all that would have remained was a quite bloody, chunky mess.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Winds Of Lust</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 07:56:02</strong>
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				Leo smiled with satisfaction as the ruffian of a mage before him crumbled to his knees. He lowered his head and turned his eyes, still burning gold in color, to the Archmage who at this time had broken through the barrier. Leo quickly raised another one, not wanting the son of a bitch to use any kind of warping spell to escape capture. This Barrier was quite visible, like looking through colored glass. It one of the strongest he could put up, It would take some time for even the Archmage to free himself from his confines, more than enough time for Leo to build up the power to kill the Archmage once and for all. He took a couple of steps before he noticed the mage had not completely collapsed. <br><br>Leo was honestly taken aback by this. He hadn’t met anyone with the strength to withstand that level of a Smite spell and remain awake. In astonishment, he watched the foe rise up, remaining awake was one thing, but moving was another. The spell should still be in effect for another minute or so, the fortitude of this mage must be astounding. He was snapped by his stupor of amazement by the mages glowing red hands and eyes. He cursed heavily under his breath, now wasn’t the time to be impressed by some riff raff, how amateurish of him.<br><br>He felt the ground rumble, nearly shaking him off his balance. He jumped back just in time to avoide the spike that erupted from the ground, though before he could touch the ground the countless lesser spikes bursted out in directions. Leo reached instinctively, and casted a Shield spell in front of himself, different from a barrier spell, it was one for personal defense as it was literally a shield made of solid holy energy that was formed in front of his body. <br>The spikes impacted harder than he expected and sent him flying back and colliding with the wall of stone with enough force to knock the wind from his lungs. He fell down, gasping for air as the shield that had protected him disappeared now that he was out of harms way. He looked up with glare at the Mage, taking deep, raspy, painful breathes he rose to his feet and held out his hand and choked out a rage filled “IMPACT!” a variant of the push spell, much more powerful and violent, while Push was more for crowd control situation impact was like a cannon ball of force.&nbsp; He had it collide with the spiked pillar before him, causing it to explode. Jagged, stone shrapnel towards went screaming at the mage. Leo wanted to see how he liked being impaled. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 08:29:24</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;The holy man was quick with those spells, to be sure. But the dark mage was quite pissed at the moment. But when the holy man yelled out the impact, and shattered the spike pillar, sending the sharp, jagged parts of the rock at him in a wave of infinite pain. But the Dark Mage was not without his own ability at defense. Of course, his weren't defense in the definition of them as the holy man knew it. <br><br>&nbsp;With hands glowing, eyes still burning with the rage boiling deep within his body, he'd again smack his hands into the ground. And directly in front of him, roughly 6 feet, dual stone pillars would spring upwards, the smaller spikes jutting out into each other, creating a rather pointy wall of defense, able to at least fend off the flying shrapnel. But then the mage would growl out a word, and the pillars would disappear back into the ground, not wanting to leave them up, lest the holy man try that shrapnel trick again.<br><br>&nbsp;"You know... your thoroughly pissing me off... who the fuck are you anyway?"<br><br>&nbsp;Even as he said this, he'd start to walk closer towards the holy man, probably within 50 feet of him, a hand lifting upwards and firing off one of the simple spells he knew.... a simple fireball. Simple in the fact that it was a ball of fire... the size of a horse. Yeah. This guy apparently wasn't playing around.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Winds Of Lust</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 08:56:12</strong>
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				Leo swore as the wall of earthly spikes rose up to shield the mage and disappeared before he could fire off another spell, This was truly trying his patience. He didn’t have all day to kill the archmage, and he didn’t want any more blood on his hands then absolutely needed, though he was starting to think that killing this mage would be horrible satisfying. By now he had gotten much of his breath back, though his back was still very sore and his breathing a bit shallow. With a prayer he casted a healing spell on himself, a small slow one that would relive his back pain, but wouldn’t take away from his offensive power. <br><br>As the fire ball flu at him he drew his blade and raised his high above his head calling out three spells in rapid secession. “SPEED~STREANGTH~RE-ENFORCE!” Each one a personal buffing spell, a special kind of whit magic unique to Holy Knights of the highest skill. Their effects rather obvious, speed and strength to increase the power of his swing, and re-enforce to harden his skin to what head did reach him did him little to no harm. He swung his blade down, it’s shimmering edge a blur of white light, a small boom was heard as he slammed it to the ground, causing a shock wave of air to split the fire ball. He stood in the smoke of the dissipated fireball glaring at the mage, by now the buffing spells had warn off, though powerful and handy they didn’t last long and relied on him being close to his foes. There were much more for fighting large groups of people than one on one combat. <br><br>“I am Leo De’Renothalt, Holy Knight first class in service of our lordship the King.” He replied with pride. "Who may you be?"<br><br>The sound of clapping followed Leo’s reply. The archmage had been free for a bit now and had been enjoying the show. “You two are quite talented, and such lovely play mates. I think you two should stick together, you may come to like one another.” He said with devious grin, He outstreached his hand and black mist like ropes shot out from his finger tips wrapping around the two men, then connecting to one another before sinking into their skin. They left no mark, no scar, it was like they were never there. <br>“There, that will keep the pair of you busy for quite a while. Just so you know, you can’t kill each other, your can’t leave more than distance you are apart right now from one another, and…well the last part is a surprise.” The archmage said with a devious grin “Have fun you two.” He said, then with a snap of his fingers he had vanished. <br><br>Leo stared at the spot the mage had been standing. He had been so close…so close. He turned in deep rage at the mage and cried out with all his might “SMITE!” but nothing happened, he swore to his goddess under his breath “Damn that Fiend, he did his curse well.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 15:26:40</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;The dark mage would just eye the man as he spoke his name, and would blink at all the shit after it. So, Leo the holy bitch huh? Well, none of that really mattered. It'd be Leo the pile of ash on the ground when he was done. But this was a short lived thought as the Archmage spoke, feeling the magic hit and sink into his body, disappearing as if it'd never been there. And then the Archmage was gone, leaving him with Mr. Holy. Fun. <br><br>&nbsp;He'd glance towards the man as he yelled Smite really loud, and of course, nothing happened. Pondering a moment, the dark mage would point a finger at the holy man, and simply concentrated. But of course, nothing happened, and he'd just growl a little.<br><br>&nbsp;"... well fuck!"<br><br>&nbsp;Such an eloquent way of putting it, to be sure. But it did basicly encompass the overall feel of what the dark mage was feeling at this moment. His eyes would glance towards Leo, and he'd give a shake of his head.<br><br>&nbsp;"You know, if you hadn't shown up, none of this would have happened."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Winds Of Lust</strong> on <strong>15-02-2010, 02:21:30</strong>
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				Leo blinked a bit at what the Mage said. “Your saying this is my fault?” he questioned in utter astonishment. The gall of this wretch was beyond comprehension. “MY FAULT!” he growled, approaching the man, Looking up to him as there was a significant height difference. “You enormous waste of magic! It is my job to bring him down, and you getting in my way of me doing my task is some how my fault?” Leo wasn’t sure if the anger of from his target once again escaping his grasp, or if the nameless mage was simple that infuriating. <br><br>He began to storm away “Of all the problems in the kingdom you had to get involved with this one, how dense can one man be to work with someone who has plans to do god knows what.” He kept on walking growling under his breath “If the damn Kingdome would just announce that the Archmage is wanted instead of trying to cover this whole thing up this would be so much eas-“ He was cut off as he suddenly couldn’t move any further. At first he was surprised, h3 kept on moving his feet but he had no friction, it was like he was tired to a stone pillar. He turned to look at the mage, the words of his foe ringing in his ears <br>~You can’t be further apart than you are now.~<br><br>A moment of intense rage passed through the holy man and he muttered under his breath “Fuck…” before make his way back to the mage. “Look, I need to bring that man down, and you seem to want him dead; and as much as I hate it until we find a way to fix curse were stuck together.” He sighed deeply, Rubbing his for head, this was already giving him a headache. “So what do you call yourself?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>15-02-2010, 09:16:27</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;The dark mage would just watch as Leo went off, and rolled his eye, almost as if he were perhaps dealing with a child who needed a good beating. But he would appear a little interested as Leo tried to walk away, and stopped, walking but not truly getting anywhere. He'd give a shake of his head, and glanced towards the things the Arch Mage had been working on.<br><br>&nbsp;"Well, that fucker did indeed pull a number on us. As for what I call myself? Awesome... though if its my name your after, Michael. A pleasure..."<br><br>&nbsp;He didn't offer any last name, or any of the title's that Leo seemed so proud of vocalizing. But when he said 'a pleasure' it had more the tone of 'I wanna ignite a fireball in your face and watch it go off'. Oh yeah, these guys were becoming quick friends to be sure.<br><br>&nbsp;"Do you even know where we could possibly begin to look for clues, screwball?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Winds Of Lust</strong> on <strong>15-02-2010, 14:27:00</strong>
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				Leo would not have shaken his hand even if it had been given, he still wanted to smite the guy with all he had, and that was truly a fate worst than death. He had never used smite on someone that hard before, one of his teachers had begged him not to; because he theorized that it would either cause instant death, or one slow one with pain so un-imaginable it would be like your bones had all shattered at once. He had promised never to do so, but right now that was a promise he seemed willing to break for this mage. Though the tone was less than respectful, at least he seemed cooperative, though this was hardly ideal, it took a lot of time and research to break a curse, and he didn’t have that time.<br><br>“Well holy magic practitioners are very sensitive in sensing dark magic, and given my level of power and his level of power, I can sense his general direction from just about anywhere and as I get closer I can sense his more exact location…But he doesn’t stay one place long.&nbsp; That is why we need to move swiftly and-“<br><br>Leo suddenly stopped talk as he felt a overwhelmingly odd sensation suddenly and violently come over his body. His body quiver, and he felt himself growing hot. It was so much so fast that his knees gave way and he fell to them. He griped his arms trying to contain his shaking as, the already powerfully strange feeling grew more and more intense. What was the feeling? Someing so unfamilare and so strange. He looked up at the mage and the feeling suddenly grew many times as intense. Revealing what the feeling truly was<br><br>Desire. Pure lust like the holy man had never felt before. But why, how, his mind races as his body fought the lust with all it had. Once again the words of the Archmage rung in his mind abount the other part of the curse. Was this it? Damn him, that sick bastered. As the feeling was at the moment Leo was just able to fight it off at the moment, but he felt it growing by the second he prayed for two things, that his will would hold out, and that the mage was as strong willed as he was.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>15-02-2010, 22:01:48</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Michael wold listen to the holyman's explanation, but he didn't seem particularly interested. But he got the jist of it. He'd just nod as he was done explaining that, or rather because something rather happened. Michael would just arch a brow as he dropped to his knees, grabbing a hold of himself. Rather curious to say the least.<br><br>&nbsp;"Whats your problem? Feeling sick or..."<br><br>&nbsp;It would be that point that he'd suddenly feel the same thing flowing through him. The harsh wave of lust shooting through him, making his blood seem to boil, and his pants instantly tightening as his manhood came to life. But unlike Leo, Michael was a person who had no problem being a bit more of a pervert, and would growl with the growing desire.<br><br>&nbsp;His eyes would fall on Leo, and for a moment, despite them both being men, Leo would get the idea of Michael eying him like he was a simple piece of fuck flesh. Walking over, the bulge in his pants leading the way, he'd stop directly in front of Michael's mouth. One hand would reach down, undoing his pants enough to let the proud specimen of his male desire free. His other hand would move, tangling into Leo's hair suddenly, and of course, with no foreplay of any kind, would lean himself in, the head of his cock brushing across Leo's lips, painting them with the precum easing from the thick tip.<br><br>&nbsp;Apparently to Michael, it didn't really matter who pleasured him, as long as he was pleasured. And unless Leo went through some really quick length to stop him, Michael would suddenly force himself forward, invading Leo's mouth instantly, having no worry for being bitten because the Archmage had been nice enough to make it so they couldn't hurt each other. And his cock being bitten would make him hurt.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Winds Of Lust</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 08:56:19</strong>
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				Leo’s eyes widened in what could only be called terror as he saw the same sensation coming over the mage that came over him. But the mage lacking the idea of sexual immorality that was trained into the practitioners of holy magic’s, didn’t seem to be interested in fighting the powerful, overwhelming sexual urges for one another. He watched as he approached calmly and surely, his body shivering as the lust grew greater and greater the closer the mage came to him. <br><br>“L-listen, we can’t do this….it’s….it’s wrong. This is what the Archmage wants us to do.” He tried reasoning, but as he unzipped his pants and let his impressive length hang free, blush came over his face. He opened his mouth to speak reason once again, then the man took him by the hair so roughly that it sent shivers down his spine. Why, why did his body want this so bad? How as such a curse possible? <br><br>He felt this throbbing, hot head of the cock rubbing against his lips, the tingling sensation of the pre cum coating his flesh, the powerful, musky smell of his manhood filling his nose. He had never had any sexual experience; The core of knights was all male, he had heard rumors that there was some male on male relationships happening among them; also heard many of them fantasized about him. <br><br>Yet Leo himself is a virgin in every way. He tried as hard as he could say something and fight the urges consuming his body. He looked up at the mage. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out, just a long, shaky breath. His mouth seemed move without him thinking, opening wider as if to welcome the throbbing cock into his mouth. His hands griping tightly at his pants legs, afraid of the lack of control over his body.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 13:43:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Michael would roll his eyes for a moment as Leo tried to talk his way out of the curse that currently bound the both of them. Of course, he'd have enough time to get the words out, Michael would ease his cock between the man's lips, stifling his words, and grinning as his mouth seemed to open further, as if the curse was somewhat teaching him what was expected.<br><br>&nbsp;"That's the difference between us, holy man. Your religion has taught you to spurn passion for your work. But passion and lust is something that is in everyone, and should be embraced. And it's been quite a while since I've gotten me a piece of ass... and since your the only one around, I guess you'll have to do. Try to&nbsp; make it enjoyable for me bitch. Besides, you seem to like using that mouth... least you can do is use it in a way thats beneficial..."<br><br>&nbsp;A hand tangling tighter into Leo's hair, and started to pull the man's head onto his cock, further impaling his face upon the thick organ Michael was offering. And for a few moments, nothing would really happen, beyond Michael guiding Leo's head back and forth, teaching the man how to fellate another. Every once in a while, Michael would growl a soft command.<br><br>&nbsp;"... suck harder.... tease the head with your tongue.... twirl it around..."<br><br>&nbsp;Essentially, Michael was teaching the virgin how to suck a cock like a pro.... or at least in a way that would give Michael more pleasure, watching to see how Leo took to the instructions.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Winds Of Lust</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 14:53:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A slight moan eased it’s way from the man’s lips as the cock was slowly slid past his lips. He wasn’t sure if this was a moan of protest or a moan of please. He wasn’t in control of most of his body anymore, so he really didn’t know. He whimpered helplessly as he felt the thick member slide in, feeling the head past the lips and push further in. the musky smell was now the musky taste that filled his mouth. <br><br>The worst part was, he was enjoying this. Everything he had been taught or ever believed was completely against this madness, and yet here he was on his knees with his mouth opened like a random whore on the streets begging for his dose of cock. A slight moan vibrated his throat as the man began to pull his head back and forward; forcing him to learn how to suck cock quickly. By now Leo had closed his eyes, almost too ashamed to look the person he was sucking off in the eye, much less at all. <br><br>For a few seconds the command to use his tongue more rung in his ears. Almost with out thinking he began to do just as the mage asked. It was at this point he escaped into denial; telling himself he did this to make him cum sooner, to end this humiliation quicker, not because his body wanted to do as it was told.<br><br>He slowly began to run his tongue around the throbbing member in his mouth. Ever now and then he would roll his tongue up from the bottom and gently flick it over the head. He continued this along with slowly moving his head back and forward; now doing it without the prompting of man, but he was far to distracted to notice this himself. A occasional slurping noise as he sucked harder on stiff cock in his mouth. The salty taste of his precum on his tongue gave the lad shivers.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 15:16:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Michael would feel the man begin to move on his own accord, and would actually relax the hold in his hair. And sure enough, Leo's mouth would be easing back and forth upon the thickness, sucking on his own power now, obviously taking to it like a well practiced whore. And as he started to use what Michael was saying, the mage's head would lean back, eyes closing and giving a soft groan of obvious pleasure, cock throbbing against the man's tongue.<br><br>&nbsp;"mmmmmm... turning out to be quite the little cocksucker... Can't wait to see you react having that ass of yours broken in."<br><br>&nbsp;Obviously, from the words, Michael was intending to do more to Leo than teach him the art of blowing a guy. And given how strong the curse was, it was unknown how long it would take for this wave of lust to pass... for either of them. But again, Michael was far more accepting of it than Leo was, obviously having no problem taking control of the holy man, and making proper use of him, like some cheap little fuck whore.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Winds Of Lust</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 20:17:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Like a rock slide set in motion, Leo couldn’t seem to stop himself after Michael let go of his hair. Quiet the opposite really, he was going harder. He was moving faster, sucking harder, taking the cock deeper and deeper into his mouth till it was bumping against the back of his throat. His tongue moving around on instinct; running along the shape of the cock, tracing the form of the head and sliding along the throbbing length, the slurping noise of his sucking filled his mind, resonating and amplifying the power of the lustful curse on his body.<br><br>His eyes snapped open in panic and fear at what the mage said, He couldn’t be serious. Once again his mind wildly fought against the body, but the body would only go further. What made it worst was his body was influencing the mind. The Mind could feel the lust of the body and it made him shiver. His hand slid up and took hold what he couldn’t fit in his mouth, stroking as he sucked harder and faster.<br><br>His body burned at the mention of taking the cock in his ass, the curse continuing to work on his body and mind. His body wanted it, it was screaming to be filled to be fucked, to be used. Perhaps it was so much stronger for him due to his complete lack of experience in anything remotely sexual. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>17-02-2010, 07:49:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Michael's head would tilt backwards, eyes easing shut as he felt the young man working to fellate him all the harder. He'd feel the introduction of those strong fingers, gripping the base of his organ, stroking him in time with the motions of his oral worship. The man may be a virgin in every sense of the word, but he definitely made up for his lack of experience with growing eagerness.<br><br>&nbsp;"Mmmmm... If this is your first time, then I can't wait to see what your capable of with enough practice. And given how that man made this curse, I somehow doubt this will be the last time you'll get the chance, bitch boy."<br><br>&nbsp;Opening his eyes again, he'd look down at the man, and would suddenly smirk, a most evil little smirk. He'd reach down, hand glowing with a subtle red glow, and would lightly tap the man's vestments. And powered by the magic of Michael's touch, his clothes would move, seeming to ease into a fluid, and slowly snaking off his body, moving to the side, and solidifying back into their proper texture and form. This of course would leave Leo completely naked, on his knees, sucking Michael's dick... very much playing the part of a whorish little cocksucker.<br><br>&nbsp;"mmmmm... faster, bitch. And make sure you get me nice and wet with that tongue of yours.... it'll go better for that ass of yours if you do."<br><br>&nbsp;His words were a dark prediction of what was in Leo's future... and his body and mind both knew that Michael was serious about intending to sodomize the man, regardless of what he might say or do.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Winds Of Lust</strong> on <strong>17-02-2010, 08:59:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The words echoed in his mind. Bitch boy, he hated it. Yet he was sure he would never hear the end of this, of that title. Bitch Boy. How he hated the mage and the archmage for this. How he hated himself for not being able to stop it. How he hated how much his body was loving ever single second. His flesh savored the taste, the touch, the warmth of every single moment. How he hated how much his body was infecting his mind, how the lust was like a drug that poisoned his pure thoughts. And most of all, he hated how much he wanted to be used by this man.<br><br>As he was told to go faster he instantly did, as if he had simple needed to press a button to make the holy man do as he wish. A shiver ran down his spine as his clothing melted off, exposing his slim body, his own excited manhood, inferior in size to the Mages by a good deal. His tongue carefully slideing and tracing ever inch of the cock it could reach as the Mage had commanded him to do. He keeped on speeding up, going harder and faster.<br><br>Before he realized it he had lowered his hand and relaxed his throat, his mind panicked as the body began to attempt to deep throat the massive cock. Slowly but surely he took each inch of the cock into his mouth until the whole thing was buried in his throat. From there he slowly backed up and began to bob his head along the thick length, his eyes rolled back at the new sensation of having his throat penetrated, his body quivering helplessly in enjoyment as he took the cock so deeply.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 14:56:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Michael would just give an evil smirk as the holy man started to work his mouth quicker, like a good little bitch boy. The curse sure was effective. He couldn't help but suddenly groan in obvious pleasure as the slut actually started to relax his throat, and would begin to gobble the entire length of his thick organ. His cock was so hard, it was throbbing with heated need. But whether from the curse, or from the bitch working the entire length of his organ with that eager mouth, it was hard to say.<br><br>&nbsp;But regardless, given how aroused he was, he would watch with pleasure as Leo deep throated him. But it would only take a couple dozen strokes, before Michael would move both hands, and grasp the man's hand, and suddenly, and with quite a bit of vicious force, shove the entire length of his cock down the man's throat, and start to unleash his cum as an orgasm ripped through him. His head would tilt back, cumming hard. But after the first few shots that were deposited directly into the boy's stomach, he'd pull back, til just the head was between his lips, coating the tongue, letting Leo taste the reward for blowing Michael so darn well.<br><br>&nbsp;And after a few moments, when the orgasm subsided and the last of his seed dribbled from the tip, he'd give a soft growl.<br><br>&nbsp;"Now.... about that tight ass, bitch..."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Winds Of Lust</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 23:49:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Leo’s eyes widened as he suddenly felt the hands of the mage at either side of his head. Before he knew what was happening he felt the cock rammed deep down his throat and the massive manhood began to twitch and throb. He could feel the hot seed of the man shooting down, the heat from it warming his throat and belly. His body was shivering in delight while half his mind was screaming to stop, the other half was agreeing with the body. His toes curled and his arms raised up for some unknown reason. Was it to try to hold the mage or push him away; they seemed to be stuck in indecision.&nbsp; Leo’s eyes half closed as the mage pulled back and began spraying what was left of his cum into his mouth directly. The warm, saltiness hitting his tongue and the flavor spreading all over<br><br>Perhaps it was the fact Leo had always been found of salty flavors or the cures; But his body was telling his mind that this tasted amazing no mater how much his mind tried to reject it. He swallowed the remaining cum and gasped heavily as he finally pulled out of his mouth. His body was still shivering and his mind still spinning from all that he just went through. He hoped it was over, his body was cold and still throbbing with lust, he wanted to rest. <br><br>Then the mage spoke, and his body&nbsp; began to move on it’s own, as if responding to the mans lust. He turned around and got on all fours, his legs spread just enough to show off his ass more, he whimpered helplessly. “Damn it you son of a bitch, stop this.” He said weakly, his mind my resist but his body obeyed <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 15:41:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Michael couldn't help but smirk a bit as the holy man eased around, his body seeming to know what it wanted, even if his mind kept fighting against the lust that the magic was inducing within them both. Eyeing the boy's ass, he'd reach down, stroking his cock a few times, as if already imagining the boy's ass impaled upon his thickness, and would roll his eyes a bit at the words he spoke.<br><br>&nbsp;"If you aren't going to be a man about this, then maybe you shouldn't be in that form..."<br><br>&nbsp;He'd step over, and kneel down behind the man, and both hands would move, suddenly glowing a subtle red, before pressing into the man's hips. And while the Archmage's spell wouldn't let them 'hurt' each other, it didn't stop what Michael intended.<br><br>&nbsp;When his hands pressed against Leo's hips, Leo would feel a soft warmth spreading through his body, and at first he wouldn't know what was happening. But suddenly, he'd feel the weight of his body seem to shift, the center of balance seeming to shift slightly off. His torso would suddenly seem to grow a bit heavier, and his ass would throb, becoming a bit more full. Hair would lengthen, and change color... all in all, Leo's whole existence would change.<br><br><br>(http://img1.gelbooru.com//images/428/d5a97fd2b9e5a02ee439a9147ebbc3cbb5558ee3.jpg?547265)<br><br><br>&nbsp;If Leo would be able to see himself now, he would not be able to recognize himself in the least. He would now be aware of a new sensation... a wettening between his thighs... as well as the subtle throb of something, though not of a cock like he was use to. <br><br>&nbsp;"there we go... much better... now wiggle that ass... just like a bitch in heat should."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Winds Of Lust</strong> on <strong>01-03-2010, 22:12:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The boy shivered as the hands pressed against his sides, he felt the dark magic’s working it’s way past his skin into his body. What was the Mage doing? He felt that the magic was working so it obviously wasn’t a spell that would cause any kind of damage to his body, but something was certainly happening. He felt his body changing, his flesh shifting about. He saw his hands and harms growing more and more girlish, he felt the weight shift to his chest as much to his surprise breasts were now there, His hips became more curved, his ass more round and full, his hair longer, he even felt his face changing. <br><br>“What the hell!” he yelled out, only to gasp at the sound of his own voice. He sounded like he looked. Like a woman. He didn’t know that there was such a power in a mages arsenal, he had heard of mages changing their own shape but to change others against their will. He didn’t think he even had any kind of defense against such a skill.&nbsp; He could no longer feel his manhood, but he felt a deep throbbing and wetness in the same general area. <br><br>“You son of a bitch! What did you do to me!” he growled out, though it was much less threatening in his now female voice. As he was commanded to shake his ass, the lust began to swell up and overwhelm his senses. It seemed the lust wouldn’t stop until the mage was satisfied, and was affected by his whims. He bit his lip as he tried to resist the command, but sure enough he slowly began to shake his ass for the mage. He could feel the heat of his manhood near his body, the thought of being violated as a man was bad enough, but to remove his manhood all together confused his senses. Resisting as a man was one thing, but as a woman was completely different<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound for Adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>20-03-2010, 03:24:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Michael would just give a little smirk as he listened to the now female holy-man curse a bit. Of course, despite what his mind was thinking, obviously her body was reacting quite differently, the wetness of arousal flowing down her thighs, that tight ass wiggling back and forth. Quite a fun little sight to be sure.<br><br>&nbsp;"Well, you wanted to bitch so much, figured you'd at least better look the part..."<br><br>&nbsp;Reaching down, he'd lightly stroke his aroused organ, the tip of his cock moving to nestle between the cheeks of her ass, letting her feel the thick head tease at her tight ass. But then it'd slide lower, and give an experimental swipe across the newly wet folds of her cunt.
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