Dragonlance: The Secret Chronicles ((Ramael & Kanrya))
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				Title: <strong>Dragonlance: The Secret Chronicles ((Ramael &amp; Kanrya))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanrya</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 22:22:01</strong>
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				Alayna snuck silently through the city of Flotsam while keeping an eye out for the soldiers of Takhisis. She didnt want to get caught for fear of what they would do to her. She had been a thief all her life due to her parents dying in an accident and she was taken into the thieves guild in Flotsom. She was adopted by the leader of the thieves Guild and quicky learned all she needed to. She was one of the most prominent thieves in the city; doing her adoptive father in the Thieves Guild proud.<br><br>Her hair was as golden as the sun and her skin ivory white. Though many of the thieves admired her and wanted to be with her they knew that she would never accept them and wouldn't do a thing to her for fear of her father's wrath. There was one man however that was more ambitious then the rest. He planned to make Alayna his or get rid of her. Which was why she was sneaking around this night.She heard through the rumors that the army of Takhisis had come across something valuable. She wanted to cause them a bit of trouble and stir up the hornet's nest so she decided to steal whatever it was. Her blue eyes darted both ways before makin her way to the chest that held the supposed valuable and began picking the lock.
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				Post by: <strong>Ramael</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 23:06:32</strong>
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				Cervac Lithstrom expelled a large breath and ripped off his facemask. Striding into the old tavern serving as a headquarters for his detachment, the tall human with thick dark hair and the beginnings of a beard flung the irritating helmet onto a table and began working his leather gloves off his aching hands.<br><br>Glancing up and down the murky room, filled with smoke, he saw officers and soldiers of his, off-duty, indulging in an ale or gloating about their prizes lifted from the field of battle. A few of them looked about uncomfortably as their superior officer entered the room, but no one made a move to leave. A small draconian scurried up to Cervac as he pulled up a large oaken chair and fell into it. <br><br>"Captain." <br><br>The lizard man snapped off a salute at the now seated Cervac. Cervac raised an eyebrow and sneered.<br><br>"Our scouts are back from the harbour, they have apprehended the elven suspects and are awaiting your orders. Also we have new recruits who require drilling, only sargeant Oorus was killed in a riot last week, as you know, and we have yet to-"<br><br>"Get me Gibrat."<br>Cervac silenced his yammering subordinate with a curt gesture and a growl. He was sick of the administration, sick of these repugnant scaled hybrids, and sick of being stuck in the gathering of sentient scum and lowlives that made up the population of Flotsam.<br><br>Besides, he had a far more important matter to deal with.<br><br>The draconian paused, reptilian eyes glittering at his human superior. Then, snapping off another curt salute, it turned on its clawed heel and walked out of the room, towards the taverns stairs.<br><br>Sighing, Cervac motioned at the barkeep for an ale. He barely had to lift a finger, the sweating hobgoblin tending the bar knew what he was having already. Reclining in his chair, he closed his eyes as his ale was brought to him, and clunked onto a table, sticky with spilled drink and blood.<br>Opening his eyes, he lifted the tankard and took a long draught. <br><br><em>How long has it been since I could sit in a room with just human company and enjoy a drink?</em><br><br>Wiping foam from his stubbled lips with the back of his hand, Cervac tried not to think about how long he had been without <em>that</em> kind of human company, either. Clenching his jaw, he was reminded of the constant fighting, the petty spats between men, the drafting in new recruits...all of these had kept him from the brothels that made up a lot of Flotsam. Besides, since the Dragonarmies came to occupy the town, a lot of the brothels had found their draconian and goblin clientele...distasteful. As a result, the few remaining serving women had been secured by higher ranking human officers, for their use alone.<br><br>Another reason why he hated the damn draconians.<br><br>With heavy-booted clunks, Gibrat stepped from the stairs into the tavern, interrupting Cervac from his frustrated musings. Adjusting his belt and clearing his throat, he gestured for the man to have a seat.<br><br>Pulling up a chair, the slight, wiry human shot a small grin at his commanding officer. Gibrat was a theif before he entered the service of the Dragon Highlord, and his demeanour reeked of distrust. Still, Cervac found decent humans hard to come by in the Dragonarmies, and he had to make do with who he could. Besides, the slimy Gibrat had his uses.<br><br>"I hope that dirty grin means you've found a lead on our little theif, Gibrat."<br><br>The small, grimy man across the table simply grinned wider, and smoothed down his matted hair. Reaching into his leather jacket, he pulled out a small piece of parchment, and slid it across the table to Cervac. <br><br>Cervac looked from Gibrat to the paper, stroking his chin thoughtfully. Picking up the parchment, he turned it over and was greeted with a scrawled, uneducated hand that took him a while to decipher.<br><br>But when he did, Cervac's heart began pounding in his chest.<br><br>"Gibrat, I will see you personally decked out in elvish armour and drinking dwarven mead by the week's end!"<br><br>Standing, Cervac looked about the room. "Slime! I need two volunteers to accompany me into town immediately!" He bellowed. Slowly, two draconians closest to him pushed out their chairs and began tightening their armour.<br><br>"Two...human, volunteers." Cervac added, quietly.<br><br>As the draconians went back to their seats with dark looks at their commander, Gibrat spoke up.<br><br>"Why not send the whole detachment? Just in case he manages to slip away again..."<br><br>Cervac looked down at his spy. Only he was allowed to talk to Cervac without using a proper title.<br><br>"Because, Gibrat my friend...because I want to capture this one personally. He has proved a most difficult quarry, and I will present him to the Highlord myself."<br><br>Gibrat nodded and smirked to himself. The Highlord. Kitiara. Of course. Many captains went out of their way to...please their luscious, firey, woman commander. <br><br>Tightening his sword belt and finding his dragonhelmet again, Cervac felt a flush of adrenaline lick his stomach for the first time in weeks.<br><br><em>This will be a most interesting chase.</em><br><br>Striding to the door as two mercenaries came scrambling down the stairs to join their captain, Cervac pushed open the wooden door with his boot and stepped out into the muggy air of Flotsam. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Kanrya</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 23:55:00</strong>
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				The chest that she was aiming for was in the weapons barrack that was guarded by only one draconian, for which she prayed her thanks to the gods Paladine and Gilean she had the chance to take out a disgusting draconian. She drew out a throwing dagger and chuckled to herself. "Time to join your bitch goddess lizard..." She whispered softly and threw the throwing dagger hard enough to sink it deep into the throat of the draconian. which quickly fell and turned to stone trapping her dagger inside it. She emerged from her hiding place and stood over the draconian statue. "Nightie night lizard" She purred and went into the barracks to look for the chest holding the powerful item.&nbsp; She began picking the lock and thought about the gold or weapons she could put to good use. She growled softlly to herself as the lock gave her some trouble when it refused to open and tried to keep a calm mind as panic began to set in when it didnt budge a second time. She finally succeeded in opening it when she heard voices. "Damn it all to the abyss." She groaned and grabbed the sword inside the chest.<br><br>She began to sneak out of the&nbsp; barracks and crept away from the area, hoping no one spotted her.
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				Post by: <strong>Ramael</strong> on <strong>15-02-2010, 00:18:33</strong>
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				Gesturing with his hand, Cervac sent his two men aroud the rear of the old barracks. Moving in relative silence, they kept low to the ground and jogged quickly in the gloom of the late afternoon.<br><br>His senses ablaze now, Cervac stalked to the side of the barracks. The old building had fallen into disrepair since the invasion of the dragonarmies, and since Flotsam was under full control, no one had thought to keep the dilapidated building under proper guard. The one crumbled remains of a draconian Cervac now crept past clearly wasn't enough to keep the valuables inside safe. Cervac grinned. He was so close...this time there would be no escape!<br><br>Creeping upto the building in the twilight, he heard a faint muffled curse from within. Heart hammering now, he stood and stalked over to the alley nearest the barracks, where the thief within would almost definately go to stay hidden after his supposedly triumphant theft. Plastering himself to the alley wall, he kept his dark eyes on the barracks exit. With his men behind the building, this was the only way out...and besides, this thief didn't even know he had company.<br><br>Seeing the barest flicker of movement, he pushed himself harder against the alley wall, feeling his&nbsp; muscles go taut underneath his leather vest as they strained to keep his body hidden and out of sight of the criminal exiting the barracks.<br><br>Making out a cloaked figure against the gloom, Cervac could barely restrain his excitement. Seeing it head for the alley, he loosened his shortsword in his sheath. His men obviously hadn't seen the theif, talented as he was, but he hadn't escaped Cervac. Crouching now, the bearded captain kept still.<br><br><em>Closer...closer now...nearly...now! You're mine!</em><br><br>As the cloaked figure came within arm's reach of Cervac, the armoured man flung himself at his target with a grunt. Tackling the figure, he wrapped his fingers around the arms to prevent struggling and pinned them to the floor, as their bodies hit the ground with a <em>whump</em>. <br><br>Panting hard into the theif's face now, Cervac dragged one struggling arm up to join his left hand, where he managed to pin both arms, leaving his right hand free to move the cloak to see his quarry's face.<br><br>"I...have waited a long time for this...let me see into the face of one who would steal from Captain Lithstrom of the Dragonarmies..."<br><br>With that, Cervac flung the cloak aside...revealing, to his eternal shock, the flushed and angry face of a young blonde woman.<br><br>Cervac's mouth dropped open as he stared into glittering blue eyes.<br><br>"A...a girl!?"
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				Post by: <strong>Kanrya</strong> on <strong>15-02-2010, 00:44:50</strong>
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				She never knew what was going to happen until he tackled her and pinned her down. She glared up into his face. She was pissed at herself for actually getting caught. But the comment about being a girl was adding salt to the wound. "Yeah im a woman you pig-headed fuck-face!!" She snarled out and attempted to knee him in the groin. She twisted and shifted under him, her generous breasts pressed against him. "Get offa me you thick-skulled shit face! You're crushing me!!" She attempted to spit in his face only to have it fall into her own.
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				Post by: <strong>Ramael</strong> on <strong>15-02-2010, 01:03:12</strong>
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				The stunned Cervac was subjected to a torrent of abuse by the captured theif.<br><br>As the young captain recovered from his shock, he received a knee in his strong upper thigh, just missing his groin. Cervac renewed his efforts to pin the girl, and slammed her wrists to the ground, raising his upper body up to look at his captive more thoroughly.<br><br><em>Hmm...she's actually...attractive...pretty...</em><br><br>Cervacs glittering dark eyes drank in his subject as his mind began to race. He did deserve a reward after all his hard work, surely? It had been weeks since his last encounter with a woman...and she had definately had not been as attractive as this young blonde theif. As she squirmed against him, Cervac could feel luscious curves and soft flesh underneath layers of cloth and leather. Cervac's weeks of tension and stress began to manifest, and the adrenaline surged in him again, only this time targeting...different areas...<br><br>He felt his belly sear with a slow-burning heat that trickled down to his loins. He knew the girl could probably feel his growing bulge in his leather pants, but he didn't care. He almost wanted her to feel it. A greedy smile began to stretch across his face. <br><br><em>Kitiara would definately be pleased with a woman prize...of such quality too...what a unique gift I have been given, here!</em><br><br>Cervac leaned down to the struggling blonde's face and, slowly, with great purpose, dragged his tongue across her cheek, tasting the beads of her sweat that had begun to form. Then he stood, dragging her up with him, and putting her in an immediate headlock with a strong right arm. <br><br>"Polos! Birium! I've captured our prize! We're taking it back to head quarters!"<br><br>Tensing his arm around the girl's upperbody, Cervac began dragging her as he walked.<br><br>"Now, no fighting," He whispered fiercely, close to her face. "Don't give me reason to hurt you any more than I have to!"
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				Post by: <strong>Kanrya</strong> on <strong>15-02-2010, 17:20:17</strong>
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				She let out a small grunt when Cervac slammed her wrists to the ground and glared up at him as she tried to squirm her way out from under him. Her eyes widened as she felt his growing bulge against her crotch. Alayna growled low in her throat and glared with hatred in her eyes. She broke into a cold sweat and wondered what the hell he was thinking. "Is this how you get your fucking rocks off you swine!" She shouted when he tasted her sweat.<br><br>She blinked as he hauled her up and put her in a headlock. She pulled at the arm holding her head near him and was dragged with him. She searched for her dagger on her belt. If she was taken to the Highlord she would more than likely be tortured and then hanged. She would not allow her father to have his heart torn asunder that way. She knew she was a good thief and growled to herself. This had to have been a set up. She would gut the traitor herself if she ever got free. "Might i ask as to who your spy was in the Thieves Guild?" As she struggled fighting against him her temples beginning to hurt from the pressure he was using.
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				Post by: <strong>Ramael</strong> on <strong>15-02-2010, 18:58:12</strong>
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				Cervac made an amused face at the young thief's strange tongue.<br><br>"Rocks? Is that some bizarre euphamism where you come from, my little criminal?"<br><br>As Cervac's two subordinates trotted over, swords clanking at their sides, Cervac grinned at them and motioned to Polos, the larger of the two.<br><br>"Take off your belt, soldier."<br><br>To the armed man's credit, he only paused a fraction of a second at his commander's order. He had heard far more bizarre requests in his time.<br><br>"Now take her weapons and bind her hands behind her. I didn't bring any shackles because I thought our prize would be male, and I had simply planned to break both his legs. However, in light of this...I believe our captive should remain in...working order."<br><br>Polos allowed himself a snigger as he went behind the girl struggling in the grip of his captain. Grabbing her waist roughly, he rummaged about her hips until he found a dagger, and slipped it into his pouch. Finding himself at an oppurtune angle, the soldier allowed his hands to waiver for a second, sliding them quickly down and beneath her cloak reaching for the warm skin underneath...<br><br>"Touch her any more than is necessary, and I will have you flogged for molesting the property of the Dragon Highlord."<br><br>Polos scowled unhappily, but withdrew his hands. Taking his belt, he circled the girls slim wrists with the rough leather, binding them and pulling the knot tight. Satisfied, he turned to his captain, snapping off a salute. <br><br>Satisfied she couldn't move her hands, Cervac eased his grip on the girl, but kept a hand clenched in a vice-like grip on around her arm. Pulling her sharply, he began to walk back through the streets of Flotsam with his captive for all to see, his two men following behind, sniggering and making dirty comments in low voices. <br><br>As they walked, onlookers came out of their houses to see what the fuss was about. Polos, feeling braver now, shouted to the gathering crowd.<br><br>"Go back inside, ya dregs! We're cleaning out the streets in the name of the Highlord!"<br><br>Cervac took this oppurtunity to whisper harshly to his blonde captive again.<br><br>"Theives guild, eh? Why thank you so much for telling me with whom I am dealing. I had previously thought you an individual operative from your admittedly skillful previous endeavours, but now I know you belong to a governing body, I know who to chase up next. Now, are you going to tell me your name, my pretty little thief? Well. I will get it out of you one way or another, so feel free to withhold it now...<br><br>Cervac hoped she was going to be as difficult as possible-it would only give him more excuse to go as far as he liked with her later, at the dragonarmy dungeons. He couldn't help his eyes from roving over her soft cheeks and the previously concealed patch of flesh where her heaving bosom lay. Feeling his loins stir again, Cervac promised himself a long interrogation of this thief.
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				Post by: <strong>Kanrya</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 01:19:33</strong>
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				She squirmed a bit as Polos walked towards her and took the only dagger she had visible and in reach. Alayna felt his hands go lower and tensed up then attempted to kick Polos between the legs. Her kick failed as he stepped back quickly after wrapping the rough leather belt around her wrists. <br><br>She stumbled a little as Cervac pulled sharply as he began to walk and hung her head down, hair hanging in her face. She heard the two officers behind them making the comments and kept quiet knowing she would bite their cocks off if they tried the stuff they were talking about. <br><br>Her breath cauht in her chest when Cervac whispered in her ear of who he was going after next. She glared and spit into Cervac's face. "I worked alone , the Guild doesnt control me swine!" She snarled softly to him and her chest heaved under her tunic, her breasts were bound by a linen strip to keep them from bouncing around under the tunic. Her leather pants hugged her hips leaving little to the imagination.<br><br>She thought about how her father would be crushed when he heard about her capture and subsquent torture at the hands of Takhisis' army. She hung her head again and closed her eyes in shame. "If you had any kind of decency...leave the guild alone please" She whispered back to Cervac and looked up at him her eyes begging him to leave the guild alone.
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				Post by: <strong>Ramael</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 23:53:27</strong>
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				Cervac flinched as Alayna's spittle struck him on the cheek. <br><br>Slowly, with great care, he took the hem of Alayna's cloak and used it to wipe his face, making sure every last drop was now on the cloak, and not him. <br><br>He smiled at the girl.<br><br>"Well, now. The guild...they seem to have caused us a problem here in Flotsam over the past few months. Soldiers robbed of their wages, valuable breastplates and helmets stolen, not to mention all the personal artifacts gone missing...it would be hard to convince my superiors not to follow up these thefts, especially since now I have someone who can lead us directly to them. Yes, the Highlord, I'm afraid, will be dead-set on punishing those who have stolen from her...our operations in this godforsaken part of the world are actually vitally important to the Dark Queen's overall objective. "<br><br>Cervac paused as they walked, his hand still clamped around her upper arm, letting his words sink in. He lowered his voice to a conversational tone. <br><br>"Of course, it would consume valuable time and resources chasing your petty crook friends up...I have no doubt that some of our officers may even be injured in such a case. It would be a waste to lose soldiers on filth like you. I, for one, would not like to see men I know perish at the end of a thief's blade..."<br><br>Cervac paused again. He looked directly into Alayna's face, drinking in her pretty blue eyes.<br><br>"Maybe we can find some...common ground, you and I? If you don't want your friends at the Guild being captured, imprisoned, tortured, and probably flayed alive by the Highlord's dragon, Skie...maybe there is something you can do for me that will prevent that from happening."<br><br>Cervac said these words slowly, to make sure Alayna caught their meaning.<br><br><em>She may be a thief, but surely she's not stupid.</em><br><br>"Of course, you will have to work very hard to get the Guild off the hook, and I will have to be absolutely convinced of your cooperation..."<br><br>Approaching the tavern where his detachment was quartered, now, Cervac waited for his men to catch up, and then motioned through the door first. Following them in, Alayna in hand, he quickly marched her up the creaking stairs before any of his men realised his return.<br><br>Reaching the door to his quarters, slightly larger than the rest of the men's barracks, he took a moment to smile at Alayna before roughly shoving her through the door and into the room. <br><br>"Do we have an agreement?"
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				Post by: <strong>Kanrya</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 04:33:28</strong>
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				Alayna rolled her eyes when Cervac spoke about Takhisis' army fighting the Thieves Guild of Flotsam. She knew that the guild was tough and cunning when pressed. They miht even win the fight against the army of Takhisis. The guild was crazy...crazy and cunning like foxes. However she did know that they wouldn't last long unless she did her job to protect the guild and assassinate the spy the army had or see the guild die from the spy's ambition and her foolishness.<br><br>She knew what he was talking about when he tried to imply that she had to work very hard at convincing him to let the guild go free. She nodded mutely and was shoed into the room he claimed for himself. She stood in the middle of the room and wrinkled her nose. "Gee how romantic...I can see those bugs crawling on the mattress. Couldn't a dragon Captain get a better room?" She asked with disdain. She worked at the leather belt around her wrists and used her thief upbringing to patiently unravel it.
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				Post by: <strong>Ramael</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 14:36:26</strong>
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				Cervac took the insult on the chin. True, his quarters weren't what he was used to, but there weren't any bugs. The captain had made sure of that. He might have to serve with lizard men and foul smelling goblins, but he drew the line at parasites invading his own room. <br><br>Cervac narrowed his eyes at Alayna and took a seat near the door. His room was two stories up, should the thief try anything stupid at his window, she would probably damage her dainty little legs and be easy prey for the draconians patrolling the town. That left only the door, by which the well-built Cervac now sat by. He was still in two minds as to whether or not she would try to escape, but judging from her obvious stalling tactics, he decided she may still have one trick up her sleeve.<br><br>Maintaining his demeanour, he smiled.<br><br>"I have better quarters elsewhere, but I thought these would be fitting enough for a petty thief who has to steal to make her miserable life worth living. Now, have we reached a suitable agreement for dealing with the Thieves Guild? Or am I to order my detachment to storm their headquarters now...or perhaps I can swindle one of our blue dragons to incinerate the nest of vermin with a bolt of well-placed lightning? Would you like to see that?"<br><br>Smirking to himself, he allowed his eyes to rove her body again. <br><br>"My apologies. I am captain Cervac Lithstrom of the Dragonarmies. To whom may I have the pleasure of dealing with, here?"<br><br>Cervac alternated between menacing threats and cool charm to keep the pretty little thief mentally off-balance. <br><br>"Would you like anything to drink, or food perhaps? The fare here isn't exactly Qualinesti standards, but it is warm and hearty. I made sure of it myself. You must want something after our little...tumble back there near the barracks?"<br><br>Cervac smiled again. He would give her an oppurtunity to make another stupid move, and if she did, he would be able to drop the facade and lash her to his double-posted bed, using the bandages he kept underneath it.<br><br>Then again, if she played nice and shared some food with him...well. He would still probably tie her to the bed. It had been too long, and Cervac wasn't one to waste an oppurtunity. Still, he might be more gentle with her, this way.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Kanrya</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 15:18:14</strong>
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				Alayna glared at Cervac trying to figure his game out. First he threatens and then tries to charm her. She growled softly to herself and continued working at the belt. She decided to play nice at least for now. "The name's Alayna Firestorm of the Thieves Guild of Flotsam. "She held her head up proudly and smirked down at the captain. "Originally it was Alayna Windrider but my parents died when I was younger. Father from arrogant soldiers who thought that they could take from our business and Mother died soon after from a broken heart." She stated coldly. "I haven't eaten since the midday meal so I could use a bit of nourishment. I'm not an elf...I eat meat. A girl like me has to keep up her strength." She smirked and finally undid the belt around her wrists. "You do know that Polos fellow ties the worst knots?" She said and walked over handing him the belt.
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				Post by: <strong>Ramael</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 23:18:24</strong>
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				Cervac's mouth dropped open.<br><br>He couldn't help it. This woman had not only broken free of her bonds, but was making the fact quite aware and not concealing it in the slightest. Almost as if...she wasn't intimidated, at all.<br><br>Of all the outcomes Cervac had been planning for, this was not one of them.<br><br>Shutting his mouth quickly with a <em>click</em>, he took Polos' belt from Alayna. <br><br>"Yes, well...I'm sure his mind wasn't completely"-Cervac stared obviously down to the girl's full hips again-"on his knot-tying skills, at the time."<br><br>He wasn't bothered by her little sob story about her parents in the slightest. He had heard-and seen-far more traumatic things in his life. Still, the name interested him. "Firestorm, eh?"<br><br>Turning his head, he opened the door he was sat by an inch, and called out to a couple of the soldiers who had heard about Cervac's catch and had crept up to his door in the hopes of overhearing something juicy.<br><br>"How kind of you to be standing guard, lads. While you're there, take an order down to the kitchen for the game stew with dumplings...real dumplings, if you don't mind. Not the dregs you serve to the gobbos, and yes, I will know the damn difference. The soldier who brings me the fullest plate in the shortest time gets double wages for the week."<br><br>Cervac closed the door. Hasty scrambling sounds could be heard audibly from the outside. <br><br>"If you would care to open the top drawer of my chest by my bed there-" Cervac motioned with his right hand languidly. "-you will see a small carafe of wine. My personal collection. It is quite pleasant, I assure you. There are small wooden cups next to it. Please, help yourself, and pour me one while you're at it. That way, when you see me drinking you can rest assured it isn't poisoned."<br><br>There was a series of knocks on the door. Opening it again, Cervac was greeted with a multitude of steaming bowls held by a multitiude of eager arms. Taking two of the bowls, he nodded to the outside.<br><br>"Marot, Jezz, you have been noted."<br><br>The statement was met by a chorus of groans, punctuated by two whoops.<br><br>"Now leave. If I am disturbed in any way over the next few hours, I will have the lot of you cleaning goblin armour for the other detachments."<br><br>Boots thudded and there was again silence from the corridor. Cervac nudged the door shut with his foot and placed one bowl on the floor in front of him. There was a ladle sticking out of it. <br>Cervac lifted his bowl to his mouth and took a deep breath of the stew, smelling of herbs and vegetable juices. Both of them were crammed to spilling with sauce-filled dumplings and dotted with generous chunks of well-cooked meat. <br><br>Lifting the ladle to his mouth, he paused. Gesturing to the other bowl with the wooden implement, he looked at Alayna.<br><br>"Please, sit and eat your fill."<br><br>It took all of the restraint Cervac possessed to refrain from adding; <br><em>You're going to need it.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonlance: The Secret Chronicles ((Ramael &amp; Kanrya))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanrya</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 23:51:08</strong>
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				Alayna chuckled and moved her hips from side to side watching him stare at her full hips. Oh yeah he wanted her bad. She could use this to her advantage in escaping from this man. He wasn't that bad to look at and he was obviously starved for sex. "Right...and i suppose i should thank you for not raping me yet." She smirked and walked over to the dresser by the bed and looked into the drawer and picked up the two wooden cups and poured them with a practiced hand. She placed the carafe on the floor between them and handed him one of the goblets. She smelled the wine and sipped it a bit letting the flavor of the wine fill her mouth and it tasted like wonderful. "That is good wine." She admitted and grinned appreciating the taste.<br><br>She heard the knocks and then the whoops and chuckled softly. "They are sooo eager to please you." She sat on the floor and picked through the stew and managed to get a dumpling on the ladle in her bowl and tasted it. "Mmmm its been awhile since i had their stew." She purred softly and ate with gusto. "So..this Dragon Highlord...how long has he been hunting for me?" She asked quietly. "And who is your spy on the thieves guild?" She was curious that much was true.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonlance: The Secret Chronicles ((Ramael &amp; Kanrya))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramael</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 01:20:38</strong>
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				Thoroughly chewing his food, he washed it down with a mouthful of wine.<br><br><em>Was it me, or did she just...swing her hips...</em><br><br>Cervac clenched his teeth. Then he stood, wine in hand. <br><br>"You are rather fixated on this "spy" aren't you? What if I told you I didn't have a spy, and found you after weeks of hard tracking and dedicated detective work?"<br><br>Cervac slurped on his wine and bolted his door twice on the inside.<br><br>"And your guild must be the most uninformed guild in all of Ansalon if you didn't know that the Dragon Highlord...my master, is in fact a woman by the name of Kitiara. Where DO you get your information from?"<br><br>He set his wine down and walked slowly into the centre of the room, towards Alayna.<br><br>"And as to raping you...Alayna...I was hoping it wouldn't have to come to that..."<br><br>Taking her gently by the arms, he leaned close into her neck and took a deep breath of her, inhaling her womanly scent, intoxifyingly perfumed very faintly by sweat. He planted a firm kiss just underneath her jaw and pressed his hips in tight to hers. Then, not being able to resist and already having a taste, he couldn't help but trace the tip of his tongue up her soft neck.<br><br>He was holding back, just.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonlance: The Secret Chronicles ((Ramael &amp; Kanrya))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanrya</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 01:52:00</strong>
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				Alayna chuckled and looked out the window surveying the only way out of the room. There were two but she was not risking getting her ass handed to her by a bunch of horny soldiers. <br><br>"Sweetheart...you aren't the detective type...you're more of the 'letting people do your dirty work' type person..." She chuckled more as she continued to look out the window wondering if she could escape without any breaks when she heard the door being bolted.<br><br>"Even thieves have to keep their information a secret. Although we did believe that this Kitiara was in fact a male." She purred out and watched him walk towards her. She let him grab her and involuntarily moaned when he kissed her under the jaw firmly and pressed his hips tight against hers. She shivered and attempted to place her goblet on the dresser and missed by a few inches the cup falling to the floor and splattering the wine on the floor when he traced the tip of his tongue up her neck. That was the switch that turned her on like nothing else.<br><br>"Mmmmn...You need it bad don't you?" She whimpered still pressed against him and captured his lips in a firey passionate kiss. Her hand traveled down to his rear and grabbed it teasing him. She mentally berated herself for falling into lust with this captain so easily. Her fingers unlatched his armor while kissing down his throat and sucking on his neck teasingly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonlance: The Secret Chronicles ((Ramael &amp; Kanrya))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramael</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 02:13:01</strong>
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				Deaf to the teasing insults now and hearing only the rush of the blood in his own ears, Cervac had all the encouragement he needed.<br><br>With her soft lips pressed against his, he forced his mouth back, harder, forcing his tongue greedily into her mouth. Feeling her press back against him and a playful hand grab his behind, Cervac groaned out loud and seized Alayna's slight frame by her waist. Lifting her, his biceps bulging under his dress shirt almost as much as his cock was bulging in his pants, he tossed her onto the bed, pressing himself immediately down onto her lissome body, kissing her fiercely all over her neck, cheeks, lips. <br><br>With one hand he undid the buckles on his breastplate that Alayna had already started undoing, and his other hand snaked up underneath her clothes, his fingers digging in hungrily to her hips and belly. Moaning again and not caring who heard or how much this girl knew he wanted her, his lips bore down hers again as breastplate slid to the floor. Working his arm further up, his cock jumped under his trousers as his fingers brushed those warm, soft breasts he had been obsessing about only minutes ago.<br><br>"Alayna...this is dirty work that I personally like to see to myself..." He panted on her neck as he kissed it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonlance: The Secret Chronicles ((Ramael &amp; Kanrya))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanrya</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 02:34:38</strong>
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				Alayna let out a soft yelp when Cervac seized her and lifted her up to throw her on the bed and quickly joined her on the bed. She smiled a little and kissed back moaning softly. She let out a soft moan as his fingers brushed her tender breasts and rolled him oer on the bed tugging off his shirt while grinding against his manhood. She feverently kissed him and moaned softly feeling him get harder under her. "I have one thing to confess oh Captain...." She grinned and whispered into his ear that she was a virgin. She had kept it from the other thieves and kept it to herself for so long that she was glad she was finally losing it.<br><br>She began to kiss down his chest, licking and nipping his nipples playfully before makin her way to his pants. Alayna smirked and licked his erection through his leather pants playfully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonlance: The Secret Chronicles ((Ramael &amp; Kanrya))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramael</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 02:54:28</strong>
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				Cervac couldn't believe it. The fiesty little thief now seemed just as lust-drunk as he was...and she was chaste?!<br><br><em>Unless she's plotting an escape...</em><br><br>As she began to tease his groin through his leather trousers with her tongue, Cervac damn-near barked with pleasure and realised he nearly didn't care if she did escape.<br><br>"Gods! I see you are adjusting to your punishment well, thief..."<br><br>Hastily unbuttoning his trousers to allow her access, he felt his aching cock spring free of its restraints. Throbbing in the cool air of his room, Cervac could feel his veins swelling with every pulse. Still on his back, he reached over and grabbed her waist from underneath her. Tugging frantically, he undid the lacing on the front of her cloth leggings and tugged them down her thighs. Seeing her full, strong thighs and the tiny tuft of golden hair that nestled between them, Cervac nearly lost control of himself and his loins right there. Yanking her legs apart, he positioned his head between both legs, staring up into the deep, secret crease hidden within. Pulling her hips down to his face, his nose brushed against her soft folds and Cervac inhaled deeply the scent within. Pushing out his tongue, he danced the tip over the front, teasing each of her sweet, untouched lips in turn, before opening his mouth and clamping it over Alayna's moistening pussy.<br><br>Giving in to his lust, he couldn't help but buck his hips up gently, his cock throbbing in the air, twitching as he moved his hips instinctually.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonlance: The Secret Chronicles ((Ramael &amp; Kanrya))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kanrya</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 03:37:22</strong>
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				Alayna blushed and was suprised that Cervac had such a big cock and let him manuver her so that her untouched slit was above his mouth. She trailed her tongue along his cock and gasped out whining softly as he clamped his mouth over her moistening area. "Ahhh that feels soo good!" She whimpered loudly and stuck his cock inside her mouth and bobbed her head up and down working his manhood and massaged his balls while thinkin of how to escape while licking and sucking. She quickly became rather wet as he teased her more. She began to move her hips to his licking. "Ahhhh mmmmn" She moaned out loudly.<br><br>Her best plan was to escape after Cervac had fallen asleep and scale down the building a he snored away. She hoped that this would happen after he had taken her that way she could use her skills in stealth to sneak away from his side, dress herself and then scale down and away into the darkness. She could then stop by to warn her father and then leave the town of Flotsam until the army had left it. She would gladly sacrifice any part of her being to have been by this Captain's side but she was not going to follow Takhisis to stay in his arms.
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