Searching in Deadly Places [Lustfulsins & Bluer8]

[Bluer8]

The guarded gates leading to the forbidden forests of Rhythia was a place Senan both dreaded and yearned. For a year, he dedicated his life to training and working to afford the permit and ability to enter such a place. His younger brother, a troublemaker but a good man, was framed for a rape and murder and sent here as punishment nearly a year ago to this day. Senan knew he was innocent, but a noble’s word against a farmer’s made it hard to sway the courts in his favor. The day of his brother’s sentencing, Senan sold everything he owned and started the process to try and follow.

He had been a solider, but retired early to help his brother with the farm - Senan was tall, over six feet in height, and toned from years of military training. However, the plate armor and strength in numbers meant little in a forest wild with danger. Stealth and being able to defend on his lonesome was a necessity. He typically kept his hair long, but now cut his dusty-brown hair so he would be harder to grab by assailants. His piercing, blue eyes had a cutting determination as he handed his permit over to the guards at the front. Senan heeded no warning of theirs and any attempt to dissuade him from his decision was met with a stoic, “you will let me in.”

He had prepared well for the journey. He had several daggers hidden on his person in addition to the swords on each of his hips. Two more were affixed to the bag on his back, which was packed with rations, medicines, and a bedroll to help him weather what was to come. As he entered the threshold into this new place, he felt his stomach turn uncomfortably in worry, but steeled his heart with the determination that he would make it back out of here one day, but this time not alone.

Senan knew what he must do first- find shelter and water. And so, amidst the sounds of beasts barking and hunting in the far distance, Senan began to stealthily make his way through, attempting to find a place he could achieve his survival needs.

 

[LustfulSins]

The guardsmen at Rhythia's gates murmur amidst themselves as the soldier strides through the high walls. Words of farewell, good life, even so much as the promise to alert the soldier's home village. Sighing and shaking their heads, the guardsmen close the heavy steel doors behind Senan. None whom have entered have ever returned. It's exactly why the forest is where civilization sends its worst criminals. Convicted murderers among them.

The deeper Senan travels, the darker the forest gets. The trees grow close together, creating a near solid canopy overhead. Unearthly screams echoes through the dense forest, a mix of sounds of despair and howls of victory. One clearing Senan passes holds a clear view of a minotaur hilt deep in a far smaller, struggling female faun. The huge pair of horns on the minotaur's head warn against interference.

A larger clearing nearly two hours trek in boasts a stream some six feet across and four feet deep at the center. At the far edge, a small, red imp-like creature, almost humanoid but bearing a tiny set of bat wings, whimpers beneath a large black wolf. Blood stains the grass beneath the imp. The wolf is clearly mounted on the creature, jaws clamped on it's shoulder and hips driving a rapid, breeding pace. It would seem species matters not to most creatures here in Rhythia. The urge to breed is strong, whether offspring are produced or not.

 

[Bluer8]

The scenes that awaited him made his blood boil and stomach churn - there was no lack of talk where he was from of the horrors that lay beyond Rythia's gates, but this place was even more depraved than he could anticipate. He had been incredibly tempted to intervene on his initial sight, his fingers twitching for his sword, but he quickly convinced himself out of it - he couldn't be a hero until he could find what he needed to take care of himself. If he found a way to have some sort of stronghold and means of protecting, then he could help in the ways that he yearned.

When he found a water source at last, he let out a breath of relief and started rushing to the edge to refill his waterskin, but hesitated when he heard the wet sounds of flesh on flesh. He turned his gaze to the large wolf as it had its way with a much smaller creature at its mercy. Senan grit his teeth, looking away for a moment as he tried to convince himself yet again to not intervene. However, when he heard the pained whimper of the imp again, he put his waterskin away and withdrew his sword. "Hey," he barked at the wolf, whistling at it as he advanced with his sword at the ready. "Scram. Git." If it continued, perhaps he could slay it - it would make a fine dinner and he could make the start of a tent out of its hide.

 

[LustfulSins]

Senan's voice immediately captures the wolf's attention. Snarling, the beast drops the imp's shoulder from it's mouth. The small creature shudders, then falls still. Angered that it's breeding was interrupted, the wolf steps away from the imp. The imp had been wearing scant clothing, but it had clearly been torn to facilitate the wolf.

Focus now on Sean, the wolf circles, wary of the sword but keen on attacking. Several times, in lunges in and out of reach, taunting Sean into swinging his sword. It's fast, avoiding the blade each time. Beast though it may be, it's smart, and looking for Sean to swing too wide.

 

[Bluer8]

When the imp was dropped, Senan ordered it to run, but its limp body made him worry whether or not it had much life left in it at all. He started to rush over to put himself between the imp and the wolf, and also to check on the body, but the wolf was faster than he had anticipated. He was quick with his sword, attacking at every opportunity that the beast was in range, but the wolf was faster and would dodge back before his sword's strike was true. At best, the blade would tickle the fur mid-strike.

"You're a smart bastard," Senan growled, eyes focused on his enemy. "You'll be smarter to leave." Knowing that his small jabs were not working, he attempted to anticipate the beast's movements and land a terrible blow onto it. He raised his sword high and started to swipe down harder than before when the beast looked like it was going to jump in to taunt him again.

 

[LustfulSins]

True to it's higher intelligence, when Senan brings the sword down to catch the beast in it's taunt, it halts in its tracks, sidesteps, then launches forward. Fast, too fast for the man to react. The sword is knocked from his grip, and the beast is upon him. Teeth close on the shoulder of Senan's shirt, just barely scraping the skin. The wolf shakes hard, ripping the shirt, but also flipping Senan over. Just like the imp.

The wolf's teeth catch the back of Senan's pants, pulling hard. The man is lifted from the ground momentarily before the fabric tears. The beast doesn't give the man a chance to get away. Snapping jaw next to his ear, the wolf wraps its front legs around Senan's waist. It's hips are thrusting against the man's now exposed ass, but so far, the tapered cock is just sliding between his cheeks.