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RJ: Sena and her village were faced with the coming of a new leader. She, among others of her kin, were potentials for such leadership. She left her tribe to act as a warrior, to best prepare herself for the coming leadership she was to claim. From the snowy lands of her tribe, she left to roam the frozen lands that would surely test her durability... Except she found much more than just snow and wild beasts in the lands beyond. Traveling through the lands, she came across a caravan driven by orcs. Several wagons were rolling by, and looking in the rear of the traveling wagons, she could see clearly that they were slavers making a rather considerable shipment of Crolian girls. She went to test her mettle against the slavers, and bested the first few who came at her, defeating them easily... >>
RJ: And then 'she' emerged. A busty woman dressed rather well and ill fit for the cold. She held a whip-like weapon with various blades along the string. She was Sena's next challenger, and fought her without the aid of the orcs. Between two warriors, this woman revealed herself to be stronger. Defeated... Sena was hauled into the slave wagon. "Hold a moment," the woman would announce. "This one is no mere scum of the frozen wastes. My Lord will wish to see her untouched." she told the orcs, and just as several were about to pile onto Sena and have their way with her, she was left alone... For now. >>
RJ: Now, she was traveling, tied with rope, with this skilled woman at the head of the wagon. "What is your name?" the woman asked, seeming rather indifferent as to whether Sena answered with truth or not.
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Aust: Father was finally getting up there in years. He was still the ever competent warrior he was when he assumed leadership, but the tribe feared that his age would eventually weaken him and make him a poor symbol for the tribe. Sena was his eldest child and the only surviving child of her fathers first wife (He had 2, given the tribes loose rules of marriage) Her brothers died on the field and that left the remaining siblings of the second wife, of which there was 3. In order to better prepare for the trial by combat, Sena would seek to venture out and grow stronger. Bastard sword and shield in hand, she would seek worthy opponents for her steel.
And find them she would in the form of orc slavers, a target which she was pleased to find. Orcs had always pestered her tribe and the bastards took her brothers and worst of all one of her eyes, which had long since been covered by a patch. A worthy scar for a warrior of her calibur. She eagerly engaged the orcs, opting to use her bastard sword 2 handed. She was quick to slay a few opponents before a woman approached her, weilding a rather odd weapon. "I look forward to striking you down!" She taunted before battle was joined.>>
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But Sena would soon find herself outmatched by the woman, who was able to dance circles around her with her exotic weapon. Sena grew weaker as the fight progressed before one final strike caused her weapon to fly from her hands. She fell to her knees in defeat, he confidence replaced by unease as to her fate. Orcs were not kind to defeated opponents. She was dragged into the wagon, nothing more then a prize for her foes. But then the woman spoke up, sparing Sena an almost certain gangrape by the horde. For whatever reason, she would be spared for now, expected to meet whoever this lord is. She wasn't sure if she should be more afraid or greatful. Either way, the prospect was poor.>>
Aust: Now bound with rough rope at the head of the wagon, the woman would seek to ask her name. Well...she did defeat her fairly. She could at least be honest with her. "Sena Hillguard. Eldest daughter of the chieftan of the Hillguard tribe." She said no more, knowing she wasn't worthy to speak.
RJ: "Greetings Sena. You may call me Ivy. That is not my true name, but one I adapted after my true name revealed itself to belong to a family of disgrace. Now, I will be frank and to the point. You attacked us, without even knowing who you were dealing with. By all rights you should be with the rest of the unworthy slaves, but I saw something in you that the others lacked. So, I'll offer this one chance to either join the slaves, or repay us for those whom you have slain." Ivy said strictly.
Aust: "My people have been no friend to the greenskins. They claimed three of my Kin and my eye. And I am personally no friend of slavers. Especially when they kidnap people of my home." She said, her position rather firm and resolute. However, she didn't stop there. "But I am also a smart woman. Before I tell you my answer, tell me this: Why have you sided with them? Humans only side with the orcs in times of duress, out of necessity or because they have something to gain. What is your reason?"
RJ: "Because we are no mere slavers. Our ambition lies with the death of the current Orc King, and we simply need numbers. We value the strong, and believe that the weak should not be treated with such kindness that the current king regards them with. But we do not seek to go on a rampage... No, it is the duty of the strong to make the weak strong as well. Those who cannot rise up deserve nothing more than to be the dirt we walk upon."
Aust: In her head, she knew nothing about this would work out in her favor. Siding with them might put her at odds with the many factions in the region. Tribes, orcs, and goodness knows what else. But siding against them would mean little more then endless rape, shame and humiliation. But given the womans words, she was not selling her on the new leader. She had to play her cards carefully. "If it means freedom, then I will help." She spoke carefully, knowing one mistake might be costly.
RJ: "Good, then perhaps you will see this new world for yourself." Ivy suggested, before Sena was taken through the snowy lands while hearing the moans of slaves being violated in the other caravans. "Is that why you attacked us?" Ivy wondered. "You believe that anyone on the losing side deserves to be saved? Even when you know nothing about them... You'd have looked like quite the fool then if you discovered that those whom you had freed were from a tribe of witches that practiced in cannibalism and human sacrifices for some illusionary idea of a god. What will result from them will not be savage practices, but children to fight for the sake of a warrior."
Aust: The noises behind her hurt the woman greatly. TO have just one chance to strike at these bastards and put an end to their plot. But she had to try. "Partially yes. You do however misinterpret my intentions. At first glance they seemed like regular women. Women of my land enslaved for sinister means. But I guess looks can be deciving." She would say but then would add under her breath "As are words." She would wiggle in the ropes for a bit. "So are you going to keep me in these things all day? They're getting quite uncomfortable."
RJ: WIth a snap of her whip, Sena was freed of her ropes. "In Crolia, there is no room for idealistic fools." Ivy said coldly. Then the wagon would roll into a rather massive orc encampment. All of the orcs here must easily go into the thousands just from what Sena saw, and could easily be more. "You will come with me to see him, our leader. You will address him appropriate of his station, Warchief Korgath." she instructed Sena, before they walked out from the caravan. Despite appearances, the orc grounds didn't seem entirely dominated by their kind. Humans, elves, and there was even an angel who seemed to be in a position of authority.
Aust: Finally free, the tribeswoman couldn't help but comment on the womans words. "Well, it's gotten me this far. I think I can go a little longer with my foolishness." Soon enough, they'd reach a massive encampment, the number of greenskins reaching a number she couldn't even imagine. But she would be given a rundown of the situation by Ivy, telling her who they would be even seeing. Korgath huh? Easy enough to remember. She would follow close behind, getting a good view of the camp and it denizines. Seems orcs weren't the only folk around here, her eyes catching sight of elves, humans and what appeared to be an angel. Well, things just got more interesting. "Seems many share your goals, lady Ivy. I must admit, I'm surprised."
RJ: "Each have their own reasons." Ivy replied. "That Lady Angel finds Korgath to be a savior of a sort. His goals seem anything but divine as she seems to believe, but he allows her to do as she pleases. No cruelty or acts of evil occur under her eye." Ivy explained. Then they'd reach a large tent of leather. It was large enough to fit a two story house inside. Walking inside... Sena may perhaps identify with him.
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RJ: Eyes glowing red, a pair of elves in chains, and an eyepatch over his face. "Ivy, I assume you have good reason for bringing this unknown woman before me unchecked." he said with a loud voice of authority.
RJ: "She was one who attacked our caravan taking in the witches, Korgath." Ivy replied simply. "After capturing her, I noticed she had potential for strength. She agreed to serve you."
RJ: "She merely spoke, Ivy." Korgath grunted. "Whether you like it or not, girl," he addressed Sena, "You must pay for attacking those under my watch. After your debt it repaid... You can crawl back to wherever you came from."
RJ: He'd lean forward, "Or, you can become something greater."
Aust: So the Angel was under the impression the warlord was some sort of savior. Ivy followed with a rather scathing addition, with which Sena could only scoff at. Maybe she'd try and work with the winged one. It was her best chance for some normalcy around here. However, more pressing matters were at hand as they arrived at the warlords massive tent. And right away she could see a glaring similarity.
The woman and orc would begin to have a rather lively discussion, with her being the topic. Today had taken a rather interesting direction and she could only guess where it would go from here. But now she was being addressed by the warlord, which she took the appropriate measure to address properly. "I understand I have hurt or killed some of your kin. But it was under misinformation that I decided to strike and personal pride. When you lose three brothers and an eye to a race, one tends to hold a grude. But yes, Warlord Korgath. I do intend to pay my debts at the very least. But you speak of something more. What would that be, Warlord?"
RJ: "Ivy would have me believe you have potential. I've come to have a habit of gathering the weak to make them strong. Something of a hobby." Korgath said simply. "I could make you realize that potential... I could, but often enough the answer I receive is no, unless the one I'm speaking to is in your position. Out of cowardice, they'll do anything to avoid being treated like my enemy. Somehow, you strike me as one of those people."
Aust: "And she would be right in her belief." The one eyed warrior spoke plainly. "But I am surprised you would think that of me when I have shown no such evidence. You speak as if I am some common thief or turncoat. But if that is your assumption, I will let you keep it. I do enjoy proving people wrong in the end." She smirked, showing confidence to her superior. At this point, she was unsure if her words would be rewarded or punished severly.
RJ: Korgath grumbled and rubbed his chin with one hand. "So it would seem you're an ambitious little one." he said, seeming rather annoyed than anything else. "Very well then, let's see what you have to offer." He gestured at Ivy with that. "Spar. I want to see this talent you detected." He commanded, before Sena was given her sword and shield.
Aust: The smile remained on her lips as she was given her weapons, a tribal bastard sword and a shield. Simple enough weapons, but her command over them was quite strong. She'd step back a few steps tapping the floor with the tip of her boot. "You won't be dissapoint, Lord." Banging her sword against her shield a couple times, she'd focus her single eye on her target before breaking into a sprint.. Her shield was held so that she'd hopefully block any attacks from the womans strange weapons. She'd use her momentum to strike her opponents side with a heavy blow.
RJ: "Hmm..." Korgath hummed just from watching her. The fight would end much like the one before. Ivy's defense being that of her offense, leaving Sena unable to attack properly when her whip is a constant swinging threat. "Very well. I see what you mean, Ivy. However... Sena, was it? I can see you becoming quite strong." he agreed. "However, there still remains the issue of your debt to me... I'll figure out what to do with you at another time." he shifted aside the issue. "You've done well to capture the witches and bring a prospective ally, Ivy. Treat yourself to whatever you'd like. As for you, Sena... Stay, and tell me your story. Tell me what you desire. After your debt it repaid, I will grant it in exchange for your loyalty to me."
RJ: Ivy would nod, and turn to leave, before glancing back at Sena as she'd pass. "You've caught his eye. Be careful, as he is a beast in bed." she whispered to Sena before leaving.
Aust: Once again, that damn thing...was stopping her from mounting an effective offense. She was kept at bay for far longer then she would of liked and eventually subdued. But it was still enough to get the attention of the warlord who was rather pleased with her results. He even went so far as to commpliment her strength. But the matter of her accounts still had to be settled, something she was afraid of. "Thank you Warlord, for your words. I am honored." She spoke as sincerly as she could before letting the two speak again, at least for a few moments.
Before she spoke, she heard Ivy's words, a shiver running down her spine. Great. Just what she needed to be: A target for an orcs companion/mate. THat would make this easier."My story is hardly interesting. I'm the eldest child of a tribal leader in this region. I was out training in an effort to challenge my father for leadership of my people. But I also have siblings to compete against. I had 6 in total, but three of them were claimed by orcs in various skirmishes. And another fight claimed my eye, a lucky blow from one of your kinsman. I was quick to take off his head for the eye. As you can tell, my ultimate goal is strength enough to challenge and defeat my father's rule. Nothing more. Claim my seat as the leader of my people. Not a grand ambition, but I was never one for wild dreams."
RJ: "That is all? Easily done. I can teach you how to defeat a single foe, and more." he promised. "If you're ready, we can begin immediately."
Aust: "Hmm. I always thought I was strong enough. Guess I have quite a bit to learn." She said with a little uncertainty. Well, no better chance to learn. Plus, a good way to gauge the warlords strength. "Ready when you are." She said, dropping the shield and prepping the weapon for two handed use.
RJ: The warlord in question stood up from his throne, the assorted slaves around him clinging to him longingly before letting him slip away. He'd go on his way to teaching her. He'd grab her blade directly and adjust it, changing her stance a little. "Battle is not about looking like a work of art. You must be effective, and the art will be made following your success." he told her, before using his hands to roughly adjust her body until she stood a specific way. "Now attack me." he'd command her. He still had no weapon of his own in the meanwhile, while waiting for her attack. When she would, no matter how she went to slice, his large and heavy body moved deceptively fast, before slapping her blade away with the small metal claws on his bracers. Her blade would swing back with such force that she was spun round with her back to him. "A good swing, you've strong arms, but you could swing with more skill. Try this," he'd begin... >>
RJ: ... And after several hours, when Sena would feel rather exhausted, she'd still find herself able to perform what he instructed. By placing her feet firmly into the ground, sacrificing defense, she could swing hard enough to duplicate the same force she'd have had to summon by making a much wider swing of her blade. She could split a normal man in half a second with such a technique.
Aust: At last. Her chance to actually fight something head on and not be kept at a distance by some weird weapon. She'd listen to the warlords words, sensing wisdom in what he was saying. Who could have guessed the green skins perfected something in the realm of combat. Following some minor adjustments, Sena would take a swing before watching her attack not even come close to touching the target. And before she knew it, her weapon was swatted back at her, causing her to spin unexpectedly. Good gods that was powerful. No easy foe here.>>
Aust: Time would pass and she would find herself exhausted but now able to perform the techniques she had been instructed. While never much of a defensive fighter when weilding her weapon 2 handed, this would greatly improve her striking potential and she'd be able to clean up targets much faster. Perfect. "I...I have to say..." She spoke through her heavy breathing from the training. "...I never thought I'd learn...to do something like that...."
RJ: "These are not my own techniques, but of those who've actually managed to wound me. I've memorized them by heart so that they never harm me again. If they were good enough to inflict harm upon me, then it will surely defeat the one you seek to beat." he promised. Now that the fighting was over, Sena would begin to realize that not only was she covered in sweat, but she was also damp down south. Once her adrenaline managed to cool down a bit, she'd remember ending up in a few more grapples than she perhaps would have intended with the larger man. She'd come to find that just being around him was impossibly arousing. "I didn't think you'd learn them either, given how you were looking below my belt instead of practicing."
Aust: "Then I can only guess what sort of techniques you've learned over the years. You must have quite a repotiore But I know this will be enough to subdue my father." She would try and wipe some sweat from her brow before she noticed her body was acting a little strange. She was feeling...aroused? How could hat even be possible? She never thought like this during battle. And despite getting grappled a few times, she knew that couldn't have been it. But there was only one other reason and it was standing right in front of her. "It...It wasn't like I meant to! It was an accident." She planted her weapon into the ground for a few moments before grabbing it and her shield. "Unless you have anything else for me, I'll see myself our, Warlord."
She would begin to turn around, knowing she had to put a good deal of distance between him and outside.
RJ: "You go out like that and my men will take advantage of your desire." Korgath said simply. "Sleep here and I can promise you won't be violated."
Aust: "S...Surely there is somewhere I can go! W...What about with Lady Ivy? I've seen more then a few women here who aren't slaves that I could stay with!" She was trying her hardest to surpress the feelings running through her. She couldn't show weakness.
RJ: "They all bed with me." Korgath replied flatly, seeming rather bored of Sena, and rather eager to see her make a decision.
Aust: "Fine! I guess I have no other choice! But I think some changes will need to be made around her, if you'll permit me. Some suggestions ." She again would keep a strong face, unsure if this would only aggrivate or impress tthe warlord.
RJ: Korgath merely nodded and turned away from her, walking to the back of the tent, as some slaves were stepping away from a large wooden bowl that functioned as a bath. With magic, it was heated to the point of steaming. "Your bath is ready, master..." the elven slave stated. Korgath ignored her and simply took a dip inside after removing all his armor, the sight of which would drive the arousal inside of her to stare in awe at his attractive body, green as it may be. She wouldn't notice either at the entrants to the tent. Ivy, the angel, an elf, a black alraune, and even a large oni woman walked inside among many others. They all began to strip while talking among each other, some looking back at Sena. "What's she doing here...?" the elf questioned. "Is she going to join us?" the alraune inquired. "She looks like she's leaving." the angel shrugged, before stripping down nude and vaulting into the tub.
RJ: "Shall I wash your back, Korgath~" the angel cooed, while the orc in question sighed at having to turn his head away from her resulting splash.
Aust: With at least that situation alleviated, she'd find herself debating as to what to exactly do next. The tent was large enough to hold a feast and yet she was at a loss. But that was before she heard something about a bath and seeing she warlord strip down. For a green skin, he was something to look at, her gaze not dropping for a moment. So much so she didn't notice the new arrivals. And quite a motley crew it was. Ivy was there along with the angel and a few new guests including another elf, an alarune and a large oni. And that wasn't the least of it.
Then she heard the voices of the various women, questioning her intentions. Seems they were as suspicious as the warlord was. "I...I am not leaving. I will be staying here as well. J...Just one moment." She too would follow in stripping out of her clothing. She would even untie her hair, allowing it to blow naturally. When nude, she'd cover her moderate B cup, a little lost again as to what she should do.
RJ: A succubus, one among the crew, would watch her strip with a smile. Upon seeing her stand there, she came close and put one arm around her shoulder. "Are you going to stand there and freeze? Come," she directed, before tugging Sena closer to the bath. Something about the succubus as well... Her seductive and curvy form, her full breasts and butt, so appealing despite her red skin and horns. Sena would find her vaginal juices overflowing from between her legs while around such individuals and their powerful sexuality. Brought to the bath, she'd submerge into the warm water across from Korgath, before the succubus sat right next to her. "So, new girl... You're a cute looking thing~" the succubus cooed.
RJ: And then 'she' emerged. A busty woman dressed rather well and ill fit for the cold. She held a whip-like weapon with various blades along the string. She was Sena's next challenger, and fought her without the aid of the orcs. Between two warriors, this woman revealed herself to be stronger. Defeated... Sena was hauled into the slave wagon. "Hold a moment," the woman would announce. "This one is no mere scum of the frozen wastes. My Lord will wish to see her untouched." she told the orcs, and just as several were about to pile onto Sena and have their way with her, she was left alone... For now. >>
RJ: Now, she was traveling, tied with rope, with this skilled woman at the head of the wagon. "What is your name?" the woman asked, seeming rather indifferent as to whether Sena answered with truth or not.
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)Aust: Father was finally getting up there in years. He was still the ever competent warrior he was when he assumed leadership, but the tribe feared that his age would eventually weaken him and make him a poor symbol for the tribe. Sena was his eldest child and the only surviving child of her fathers first wife (He had 2, given the tribes loose rules of marriage) Her brothers died on the field and that left the remaining siblings of the second wife, of which there was 3. In order to better prepare for the trial by combat, Sena would seek to venture out and grow stronger. Bastard sword and shield in hand, she would seek worthy opponents for her steel.
And find them she would in the form of orc slavers, a target which she was pleased to find. Orcs had always pestered her tribe and the bastards took her brothers and worst of all one of her eyes, which had long since been covered by a patch. A worthy scar for a warrior of her calibur. She eagerly engaged the orcs, opting to use her bastard sword 2 handed. She was quick to slay a few opponents before a woman approached her, weilding a rather odd weapon. "I look forward to striking you down!" She taunted before battle was joined.>>
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But Sena would soon find herself outmatched by the woman, who was able to dance circles around her with her exotic weapon. Sena grew weaker as the fight progressed before one final strike caused her weapon to fly from her hands. She fell to her knees in defeat, he confidence replaced by unease as to her fate. Orcs were not kind to defeated opponents. She was dragged into the wagon, nothing more then a prize for her foes. But then the woman spoke up, sparing Sena an almost certain gangrape by the horde. For whatever reason, she would be spared for now, expected to meet whoever this lord is. She wasn't sure if she should be more afraid or greatful. Either way, the prospect was poor.>>
Aust: Now bound with rough rope at the head of the wagon, the woman would seek to ask her name. Well...she did defeat her fairly. She could at least be honest with her. "Sena Hillguard. Eldest daughter of the chieftan of the Hillguard tribe." She said no more, knowing she wasn't worthy to speak.
RJ: "Greetings Sena. You may call me Ivy. That is not my true name, but one I adapted after my true name revealed itself to belong to a family of disgrace. Now, I will be frank and to the point. You attacked us, without even knowing who you were dealing with. By all rights you should be with the rest of the unworthy slaves, but I saw something in you that the others lacked. So, I'll offer this one chance to either join the slaves, or repay us for those whom you have slain." Ivy said strictly.
Aust: "My people have been no friend to the greenskins. They claimed three of my Kin and my eye. And I am personally no friend of slavers. Especially when they kidnap people of my home." She said, her position rather firm and resolute. However, she didn't stop there. "But I am also a smart woman. Before I tell you my answer, tell me this: Why have you sided with them? Humans only side with the orcs in times of duress, out of necessity or because they have something to gain. What is your reason?"
RJ: "Because we are no mere slavers. Our ambition lies with the death of the current Orc King, and we simply need numbers. We value the strong, and believe that the weak should not be treated with such kindness that the current king regards them with. But we do not seek to go on a rampage... No, it is the duty of the strong to make the weak strong as well. Those who cannot rise up deserve nothing more than to be the dirt we walk upon."
Aust: In her head, she knew nothing about this would work out in her favor. Siding with them might put her at odds with the many factions in the region. Tribes, orcs, and goodness knows what else. But siding against them would mean little more then endless rape, shame and humiliation. But given the womans words, she was not selling her on the new leader. She had to play her cards carefully. "If it means freedom, then I will help." She spoke carefully, knowing one mistake might be costly.
RJ: "Good, then perhaps you will see this new world for yourself." Ivy suggested, before Sena was taken through the snowy lands while hearing the moans of slaves being violated in the other caravans. "Is that why you attacked us?" Ivy wondered. "You believe that anyone on the losing side deserves to be saved? Even when you know nothing about them... You'd have looked like quite the fool then if you discovered that those whom you had freed were from a tribe of witches that practiced in cannibalism and human sacrifices for some illusionary idea of a god. What will result from them will not be savage practices, but children to fight for the sake of a warrior."
Aust: The noises behind her hurt the woman greatly. TO have just one chance to strike at these bastards and put an end to their plot. But she had to try. "Partially yes. You do however misinterpret my intentions. At first glance they seemed like regular women. Women of my land enslaved for sinister means. But I guess looks can be deciving." She would say but then would add under her breath "As are words." She would wiggle in the ropes for a bit. "So are you going to keep me in these things all day? They're getting quite uncomfortable."
RJ: WIth a snap of her whip, Sena was freed of her ropes. "In Crolia, there is no room for idealistic fools." Ivy said coldly. Then the wagon would roll into a rather massive orc encampment. All of the orcs here must easily go into the thousands just from what Sena saw, and could easily be more. "You will come with me to see him, our leader. You will address him appropriate of his station, Warchief Korgath." she instructed Sena, before they walked out from the caravan. Despite appearances, the orc grounds didn't seem entirely dominated by their kind. Humans, elves, and there was even an angel who seemed to be in a position of authority.
Aust: Finally free, the tribeswoman couldn't help but comment on the womans words. "Well, it's gotten me this far. I think I can go a little longer with my foolishness." Soon enough, they'd reach a massive encampment, the number of greenskins reaching a number she couldn't even imagine. But she would be given a rundown of the situation by Ivy, telling her who they would be even seeing. Korgath huh? Easy enough to remember. She would follow close behind, getting a good view of the camp and it denizines. Seems orcs weren't the only folk around here, her eyes catching sight of elves, humans and what appeared to be an angel. Well, things just got more interesting. "Seems many share your goals, lady Ivy. I must admit, I'm surprised."
RJ: "Each have their own reasons." Ivy replied. "That Lady Angel finds Korgath to be a savior of a sort. His goals seem anything but divine as she seems to believe, but he allows her to do as she pleases. No cruelty or acts of evil occur under her eye." Ivy explained. Then they'd reach a large tent of leather. It was large enough to fit a two story house inside. Walking inside... Sena may perhaps identify with him.
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RJ: Eyes glowing red, a pair of elves in chains, and an eyepatch over his face. "Ivy, I assume you have good reason for bringing this unknown woman before me unchecked." he said with a loud voice of authority.
RJ: "She was one who attacked our caravan taking in the witches, Korgath." Ivy replied simply. "After capturing her, I noticed she had potential for strength. She agreed to serve you."
RJ: "She merely spoke, Ivy." Korgath grunted. "Whether you like it or not, girl," he addressed Sena, "You must pay for attacking those under my watch. After your debt it repaid... You can crawl back to wherever you came from."
RJ: He'd lean forward, "Or, you can become something greater."
Aust: So the Angel was under the impression the warlord was some sort of savior. Ivy followed with a rather scathing addition, with which Sena could only scoff at. Maybe she'd try and work with the winged one. It was her best chance for some normalcy around here. However, more pressing matters were at hand as they arrived at the warlords massive tent. And right away she could see a glaring similarity.
The woman and orc would begin to have a rather lively discussion, with her being the topic. Today had taken a rather interesting direction and she could only guess where it would go from here. But now she was being addressed by the warlord, which she took the appropriate measure to address properly. "I understand I have hurt or killed some of your kin. But it was under misinformation that I decided to strike and personal pride. When you lose three brothers and an eye to a race, one tends to hold a grude. But yes, Warlord Korgath. I do intend to pay my debts at the very least. But you speak of something more. What would that be, Warlord?"
RJ: "Ivy would have me believe you have potential. I've come to have a habit of gathering the weak to make them strong. Something of a hobby." Korgath said simply. "I could make you realize that potential... I could, but often enough the answer I receive is no, unless the one I'm speaking to is in your position. Out of cowardice, they'll do anything to avoid being treated like my enemy. Somehow, you strike me as one of those people."
Aust: "And she would be right in her belief." The one eyed warrior spoke plainly. "But I am surprised you would think that of me when I have shown no such evidence. You speak as if I am some common thief or turncoat. But if that is your assumption, I will let you keep it. I do enjoy proving people wrong in the end." She smirked, showing confidence to her superior. At this point, she was unsure if her words would be rewarded or punished severly.
RJ: Korgath grumbled and rubbed his chin with one hand. "So it would seem you're an ambitious little one." he said, seeming rather annoyed than anything else. "Very well then, let's see what you have to offer." He gestured at Ivy with that. "Spar. I want to see this talent you detected." He commanded, before Sena was given her sword and shield.
Aust: The smile remained on her lips as she was given her weapons, a tribal bastard sword and a shield. Simple enough weapons, but her command over them was quite strong. She'd step back a few steps tapping the floor with the tip of her boot. "You won't be dissapoint, Lord." Banging her sword against her shield a couple times, she'd focus her single eye on her target before breaking into a sprint.. Her shield was held so that she'd hopefully block any attacks from the womans strange weapons. She'd use her momentum to strike her opponents side with a heavy blow.
RJ: "Hmm..." Korgath hummed just from watching her. The fight would end much like the one before. Ivy's defense being that of her offense, leaving Sena unable to attack properly when her whip is a constant swinging threat. "Very well. I see what you mean, Ivy. However... Sena, was it? I can see you becoming quite strong." he agreed. "However, there still remains the issue of your debt to me... I'll figure out what to do with you at another time." he shifted aside the issue. "You've done well to capture the witches and bring a prospective ally, Ivy. Treat yourself to whatever you'd like. As for you, Sena... Stay, and tell me your story. Tell me what you desire. After your debt it repaid, I will grant it in exchange for your loyalty to me."
RJ: Ivy would nod, and turn to leave, before glancing back at Sena as she'd pass. "You've caught his eye. Be careful, as he is a beast in bed." she whispered to Sena before leaving.
Aust: Once again, that damn thing...was stopping her from mounting an effective offense. She was kept at bay for far longer then she would of liked and eventually subdued. But it was still enough to get the attention of the warlord who was rather pleased with her results. He even went so far as to commpliment her strength. But the matter of her accounts still had to be settled, something she was afraid of. "Thank you Warlord, for your words. I am honored." She spoke as sincerly as she could before letting the two speak again, at least for a few moments.
Before she spoke, she heard Ivy's words, a shiver running down her spine. Great. Just what she needed to be: A target for an orcs companion/mate. THat would make this easier."My story is hardly interesting. I'm the eldest child of a tribal leader in this region. I was out training in an effort to challenge my father for leadership of my people. But I also have siblings to compete against. I had 6 in total, but three of them were claimed by orcs in various skirmishes. And another fight claimed my eye, a lucky blow from one of your kinsman. I was quick to take off his head for the eye. As you can tell, my ultimate goal is strength enough to challenge and defeat my father's rule. Nothing more. Claim my seat as the leader of my people. Not a grand ambition, but I was never one for wild dreams."
RJ: "That is all? Easily done. I can teach you how to defeat a single foe, and more." he promised. "If you're ready, we can begin immediately."
Aust: "Hmm. I always thought I was strong enough. Guess I have quite a bit to learn." She said with a little uncertainty. Well, no better chance to learn. Plus, a good way to gauge the warlords strength. "Ready when you are." She said, dropping the shield and prepping the weapon for two handed use.
RJ: The warlord in question stood up from his throne, the assorted slaves around him clinging to him longingly before letting him slip away. He'd go on his way to teaching her. He'd grab her blade directly and adjust it, changing her stance a little. "Battle is not about looking like a work of art. You must be effective, and the art will be made following your success." he told her, before using his hands to roughly adjust her body until she stood a specific way. "Now attack me." he'd command her. He still had no weapon of his own in the meanwhile, while waiting for her attack. When she would, no matter how she went to slice, his large and heavy body moved deceptively fast, before slapping her blade away with the small metal claws on his bracers. Her blade would swing back with such force that she was spun round with her back to him. "A good swing, you've strong arms, but you could swing with more skill. Try this," he'd begin... >>
RJ: ... And after several hours, when Sena would feel rather exhausted, she'd still find herself able to perform what he instructed. By placing her feet firmly into the ground, sacrificing defense, she could swing hard enough to duplicate the same force she'd have had to summon by making a much wider swing of her blade. She could split a normal man in half a second with such a technique.
Aust: At last. Her chance to actually fight something head on and not be kept at a distance by some weird weapon. She'd listen to the warlords words, sensing wisdom in what he was saying. Who could have guessed the green skins perfected something in the realm of combat. Following some minor adjustments, Sena would take a swing before watching her attack not even come close to touching the target. And before she knew it, her weapon was swatted back at her, causing her to spin unexpectedly. Good gods that was powerful. No easy foe here.>>
Aust: Time would pass and she would find herself exhausted but now able to perform the techniques she had been instructed. While never much of a defensive fighter when weilding her weapon 2 handed, this would greatly improve her striking potential and she'd be able to clean up targets much faster. Perfect. "I...I have to say..." She spoke through her heavy breathing from the training. "...I never thought I'd learn...to do something like that...."
RJ: "These are not my own techniques, but of those who've actually managed to wound me. I've memorized them by heart so that they never harm me again. If they were good enough to inflict harm upon me, then it will surely defeat the one you seek to beat." he promised. Now that the fighting was over, Sena would begin to realize that not only was she covered in sweat, but she was also damp down south. Once her adrenaline managed to cool down a bit, she'd remember ending up in a few more grapples than she perhaps would have intended with the larger man. She'd come to find that just being around him was impossibly arousing. "I didn't think you'd learn them either, given how you were looking below my belt instead of practicing."
Aust: "Then I can only guess what sort of techniques you've learned over the years. You must have quite a repotiore But I know this will be enough to subdue my father." She would try and wipe some sweat from her brow before she noticed her body was acting a little strange. She was feeling...aroused? How could hat even be possible? She never thought like this during battle. And despite getting grappled a few times, she knew that couldn't have been it. But there was only one other reason and it was standing right in front of her. "It...It wasn't like I meant to! It was an accident." She planted her weapon into the ground for a few moments before grabbing it and her shield. "Unless you have anything else for me, I'll see myself our, Warlord."
She would begin to turn around, knowing she had to put a good deal of distance between him and outside.
RJ: "You go out like that and my men will take advantage of your desire." Korgath said simply. "Sleep here and I can promise you won't be violated."
Aust: "S...Surely there is somewhere I can go! W...What about with Lady Ivy? I've seen more then a few women here who aren't slaves that I could stay with!" She was trying her hardest to surpress the feelings running through her. She couldn't show weakness.
RJ: "They all bed with me." Korgath replied flatly, seeming rather bored of Sena, and rather eager to see her make a decision.
Aust: "Fine! I guess I have no other choice! But I think some changes will need to be made around her, if you'll permit me. Some suggestions ." She again would keep a strong face, unsure if this would only aggrivate or impress tthe warlord.
RJ: Korgath merely nodded and turned away from her, walking to the back of the tent, as some slaves were stepping away from a large wooden bowl that functioned as a bath. With magic, it was heated to the point of steaming. "Your bath is ready, master..." the elven slave stated. Korgath ignored her and simply took a dip inside after removing all his armor, the sight of which would drive the arousal inside of her to stare in awe at his attractive body, green as it may be. She wouldn't notice either at the entrants to the tent. Ivy, the angel, an elf, a black alraune, and even a large oni woman walked inside among many others. They all began to strip while talking among each other, some looking back at Sena. "What's she doing here...?" the elf questioned. "Is she going to join us?" the alraune inquired. "She looks like she's leaving." the angel shrugged, before stripping down nude and vaulting into the tub.
RJ: "Shall I wash your back, Korgath~" the angel cooed, while the orc in question sighed at having to turn his head away from her resulting splash.
Aust: With at least that situation alleviated, she'd find herself debating as to what to exactly do next. The tent was large enough to hold a feast and yet she was at a loss. But that was before she heard something about a bath and seeing she warlord strip down. For a green skin, he was something to look at, her gaze not dropping for a moment. So much so she didn't notice the new arrivals. And quite a motley crew it was. Ivy was there along with the angel and a few new guests including another elf, an alarune and a large oni. And that wasn't the least of it.
Then she heard the voices of the various women, questioning her intentions. Seems they were as suspicious as the warlord was. "I...I am not leaving. I will be staying here as well. J...Just one moment." She too would follow in stripping out of her clothing. She would even untie her hair, allowing it to blow naturally. When nude, she'd cover her moderate B cup, a little lost again as to what she should do.
RJ: A succubus, one among the crew, would watch her strip with a smile. Upon seeing her stand there, she came close and put one arm around her shoulder. "Are you going to stand there and freeze? Come," she directed, before tugging Sena closer to the bath. Something about the succubus as well... Her seductive and curvy form, her full breasts and butt, so appealing despite her red skin and horns. Sena would find her vaginal juices overflowing from between her legs while around such individuals and their powerful sexuality. Brought to the bath, she'd submerge into the warm water across from Korgath, before the succubus sat right next to her. "So, new girl... You're a cute looking thing~" the succubus cooed.
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