Quest for the Queen (SapphireStar & Barbarian)
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				Title: <strong>Quest for the Queen (SapphireStar &amp; Barbarian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Barbarian</strong> on <strong>23-04-2013, 21:38:56</strong>
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				Enchained and captured. The chains on his arms that lifted him high meant only one thing... That he had fallen to the trap.<br><br>It seemed an easy task, an unprotected caravan was moving through the forest. They did not have many guards and only one of his wolves were enough to tear them all apart while he had a handfull of warriors with him. His wolf-men howled and jumped between the woods, he had joined soon enough. There were cries of terror and running people everywhere. It was then that he figured something was wrong. He felt his body heavier than he could carry, his claws fell useless and his eyes were soon closed. A figure of a deadly woman was the last thing he remembered.<br><br>The werewolf tribe of Grayclaw had a dreaded leader. He was a large man even when not turned. His jaw was covered with a fierce beard and his chest, strong with muscles always ready for action. Garvul closed his eyes and even smiled as an interesting thought tickled his mind. Soon, the sacred night would come. His power would be on the extreme on that night and no chains or spells would be able to hold him captive. On those nights, he had been served a slave girl to mate, of course no girl would stand the ferocity of night and they would all die. Such was the rule of the Grayclaw, if a female managed to survive the night, she would be the queen of the tribe and maintain even a stronger position than Garvul.<br><br>The man smirked as the door to his prison finally gave out a painful sound. He waited eagerly to spit on the face of his captor and he took joy from the idea of smashing down this whole place in the sacred night. But the blue eyes were shocked to see that familiar figure behind the door.<br><br>"You! Arrgh! You shall pay for this! I do not know what sorcery you have used on me, but I swear you shall cry in pain before the end of this month!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Quest for the Queen (SapphireStar &amp; Barbarian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>26-04-2013, 10:32:02</strong>
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				The Queen stood there with a hint of a smirk on her dark lips. She had a rare skin tone, it was more of an olive complexion, framed by thick long locks of dark brown hair. Her hair was loose, flowing down her back. She had traded her war attire for a simple dark red dress with a corset like top which helped boost her breasts. The neckline of her dress was slightly off her shoulders with long sleeves. The dress hugged her delicate curves. To finish off the attire, there was a single dagger sheathed at her left hip attached to a simple gold belt around her waist.<br><br>Wrapping her hand around one of the bars to the cell door. "Good, you are awake, I was almost afraid you had expired before the trials," she spoke with an amused tone to her voice. Her little gambit had worked, and now she had the thorn in her side final captive in her dungeons. Moving a bit closer to the bars, his outburst of anger did not intimidate her in the slightest. "Come, come Garvul. Is that any way to talk to a lady?" Elena feigned a pout as if her feelings were hurt.<br><br>She had taken a considerable risk by using the caravan as bait. If she had used her warriors as members of the caravan it would have been obvious it was a trap. She used regular ordinary people, they would never arouse suspicion. Her men remained concealed within false bottoms of food wagons. The smell of the food masking their scents from the werewolves. As soon as the enemy charged, the terrified farmers and peasants went scrambling for safety away from the advancing werewolves. As soon as the enemy had drawn in close, she sprang the trap. Her men engaging the enemy, leaving her the tribal leader for herself. She had personally left instructions for him to be left for her, and get him she did. Now he was hers to do as she pleased. And, she had a few ideas on just what to do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Quest for the Queen (SapphireStar &amp; Barbarian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Barbarian</strong> on <strong>26-04-2013, 20:08:32</strong>
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				The wolf-man tried to hurl himself towards the woman but the chains were strong and he was tossed back to the wall.<br><br>"The trials? Do you think I shall scream while you torture me?" the face of Garvul formed a sadistic smile and he hissed at the sorceress. "No, you are mistaken. I shall rejoice in dreams of what I shall do to you and your people after I get myself free of these chains." He licked his lips and showed her the sharpened dog teeth. "I shall start with little babies, devour them and then rape all the maidens that serve you. Only after making you watch, I shall throw you to my men. And make you enjoy their hunger..."<br><br>The eyes of the wolf-man were narrowed and he relaxed a bit. Although he seemed helpless for now, he had to stay strong. He would by no means, help her with any kind of magical torture she desired on him. All he needed was time, time to grow his strength and wait until the sacred night approaches. Then, if he were still alive, he would see the woman pay.<br><br>"A lady? You call yourself a lady but you seem more like a whore." He laughed as she walked close but Garvul had to admit that she looked fastinating in the dress. Her breast was catching the eye and it was hard not to look at her shapely legs. "So you know my name... Perhaps you shall give me yours, so that I do not have to carve an empty named grave for you..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Quest for the Queen (SapphireStar &amp; Barbarian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>28-04-2013, 20:07:20</strong>
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				Elena grasped the bars, staring silently at Garvul. She seemed unphased by his threats. In fact, the Queen looked confident in the fact that she would be the one to come out on top. Remaining silent, she stared at the wolf-man, studying him. She could sense the power radiating off him, that power giving him the confidence she saw before her now. She had taken great care to plan this out, to find a way to trap him. <br><br>"Your power and strength may give you confidence, arrogance even, but make no mistake, I do not intimidate easily," she merely smiled. A fire dancing in her brown eyes.&nbsp; As she spoke, the temperature in the cell started decreasing. Frost started forming on the walls of the cell, each breath she exhaled became a fog of ice hanging in the air. <br><br>Noticing how he looked at her body, perhaps it would not take the trials to get what she wanted. "Oh, I do not think death will come to either of us, at least not for a long time," she spoke confidently. "My name is Queen Elena."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Quest for the Queen (SapphireStar &amp; Barbarian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Barbarian</strong> on <strong>29-04-2013, 16:24:53</strong>
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				Garvul was now partially calmed down. He relaxed his arms from trying to push the chains and he started to smile towards the woman.<br><br>"Honored to meet you in person, Queen Elena." the wolf's eyes were not kind and his tongue was like of an animal playing with it's food. "So if not death, what torture do you have for me? If you need a couple of advice, I will be kind to give them. In fact, I remember every single prisoner from your people. Some were content that I ended their lives, giving them to my wolves for meal. Some, were not such lucky..."<br><br>As she walked closer, the chieftain of the werewolf tribe could smell her better. She was enchanting, the great shape of her body mixed with the vanilla smell she gave out was enough to wake some old instincts inside the wolf. He could not help but admire her beauty and the thing down there was actually content that the capturer was such an admiration.<br><br>"Whatever it is, please, at least make it exciting. While I dream to get my claws on your skin, do not tickle me, but give an harsh treatment..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Quest for the Queen (SapphireStar &amp; Barbarian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 16:07:15</strong>
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				Elena merely stared at Garvul, a hint of amusement and curiousity on her face. "Brave words," she spoke pressing against the bars. She knew he was trying to scare her with the words. Fill her mind with terrible images of her the people who lived in her kingdom being slaughtered or worse. While she felt remorse that their lives came to an end, there were still many others who lived. She was not about to run and cower in fear in a corner. She had caught the King of the wolves and she planned on taming him. "You use them in hopes that I would cower in fear."<br><br>Resting her forehead against the bars, a hint of a smile ghosting across her lips. She watched his expression, noting the way he stared at her now. The gleam in his eyes, was that lust she saw? Perhaps this would not be as hard as she thought. "I can see what you would dream of," she spoke her voice dropping to a sultry purr. "You do not want to rip me apart with your claws? No, you want to feel my heated skin pressed against yours." Each breath she took caused her ample breasts to heave against the restrictive confines of the corset. Slowly, she began running her fingers over the swelling curves of the supple flesh. "To satiate the lust, to claim a worthy female, tame her."<br><br>The flickering light from the torches lining the walls of the dungeons dancing in her dark eyes. "You can have that. For I propose a treaty, submit to what I have drawn out, and I can assure you, the benefits of the accord will be mutually beneficial." she let her fingers skim upwards over her soft skin till they reached her mouth. Keeping her eyes, fixed on him as she slowly suckled each finger tip mimicing what she would do to him if he agreed.
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