The Merc in Training (Me and NightRose)

[desertpaladin]

Lance Silvernein sighed as he walked through the mountainous forest with his new apprentice. She was a shapeshifter, a good one at that able to make herslef look like any other female humanoid, but that was what shocked him, normally shapeshifters wanted to be mages or rogues but nope... this girl was a strange one wanting to be a warrior like Lance but he din't complain, hell she looked hot most of the time so in truth he was rather happy seeing her.

Lance was not that bad looking himself, he actually had a very well built body being both strong and athletic all in one well made package. His hair was long and a soft brown like the earth and often times tied back into a ponytail that reached down to about the bottom of his shoulderblades. Now for the rest of him he looked human except for two main features. he was very tall for a human being about 6'4" and his eyes instead of human pupils were pure forest green with a black slit in the center showing off his dragon heritage, as iff his last name did not give it away. He was the great grandson of a mighty and rare silver scaled dragon and as his great grandmother had named her son silvervein as his last name every man after has had the same. In face Lance liked it, it made him bigger, stronger, hell his skin was resilliant to fire and tougher than normal skin and he had the ability to breathe this silverish blue flame. So overall there was no loss to him.

He was dressed like he normall was. He wore a greyish white tunic and some brown pants, but he also had full armor on over it with half of the pieces being leather and the other half being metal. He wore hardened leather boots with metal plates on the outsides, some guards on his thighs as well as a leather gauntlet on his right hand, and an elbow guard and a shoulderguard on the right arm all made from hardened, studded leather. His torso, around his abs mostly had many leather belts interweaving back and forth to work as a way to protect his gut. He had a plate gauntlet on his left arm as well as having the rest of that arm pure platemail. He had a plate chestguard and some of the leather armor had metal studs on it to help give him more protection. And attached to his back was a massive two handed sword with a thick blade that he had crafted himself and because of his strength he amazed those around him by weilding it with just one hand.

He and his apprentice were out now in this forest against the mountainside looking for orcs... it was said that a shaman was on the loose getting other orcs together and beefing them up, so now it was up to the two of them to stop this shaman and desemate the orc forces.

 

[Shards~Of~Roses]

Crystal stood tall as she was in one of her favorite shifts. Not many knew what she truly looked like though as a shapeshifter that was something that was truly never to be known expect for her mother though she was no longer around. As for her wishing to a be a warrior it was more of a challenge magic was just so easy she had already over half of what she would leave as a mage mastered. She just didn't care for something easy.

 

[desertpaladin]

In truth lawrence loved that form she was in, the slightly purple skin, her massive knockers, her car ears and tail... they all turned him on, hell they turned most men on. Now she was not the only female in the band of mercs which they belonged to, but she definately was one of the girls the men practically lined up to try and get into her sack, but of course lawrence would not have that, he even had to keep men from even talking to her. Some could say it was jealousy, others could say it was just a master looking out for his pupil, but the excuse Lawrence always gave was that if she got pregnant she would not be of use on the battlefield. And that was what he ran with though in truth... he did not know why he kept men from her.

The two proceded further and further in, his eyes turning to look everywhere, though stealing a glance or two at her. Now there was something about her that he always tried to change. Now shapeshifters were very free people, they hated confines of any sort, hell sticking one in a prision for a day was usually enough to drive them mad for years. They like the idea of being able to roam free and some don't even have doors or windows on their houses because of it. Though some were better than others, however one thing that did not seem to change was their hatred for clothing, it could be it restricted their changing abilities but most wore only bare essentials, enough to cover their privates, hell her armor was the same where as it only covered bare essentials. He had been out on a few missions with her and hell the fact she was a shapeshifter had helped a few times but not enough to leave him convinced, hell it made him worry more as the two moved forward before Lance stopped and he grabbed the mighty broadsword on his back as he heard something nearing them.

(I will take control of the orcs, jsut describe her clothes, her personality, things she likes/sort of hates to turn into... Just more so I might get a better feel for how to proceed)

 

[Shards~Of~Roses]

Crystal wore just a rather simple tube top that covered just her nipples and barely kept her breast in. Though when she would fight she would change her breast size so that she might actually be able to fight without restrictions. While she did have a cape on that kept the wind off her skin from time to time the skirt she wore just covered her privates as it came just to her upper thigh and then was gone. It was short and tight and showed the perfect shape of her ass. While her name was crystal and she was very much steady and had a sense of beauty like most of her kind she had a love of fighting that was rare no matter what race you were. She really didn't talk all that much so when men didn't come up to her she didn't mind as most of the time her thoughts were off to what was to happen next for her. She was always just up and doing things without even thought to what might fully happen. She actually got into a lot of trouble like that but most knew she never meant anything by her actions she had just been doing what she had felt like at the time. She just wasn't the type to stop and think through every step and word she said in her life. She always held the firm belief that live is lived within the moment so don't stop and think just jump and hope for the best.

 

[desertpaladin]

lance slowed down to a stop soon however as he turned to look back at her "they are close... alright whatever you do... don't run off ok? stay with me no matter what" he said. He worried she would act like she normally did however. She never seemed to listen to him despite him being her superior, the person she was training under even. she always seemed to want to do things her way, hell she wore such skimpy clothing onto a battlefield even... he always worried about her... about what would happen to her if they were seperated. The two moved forward and walked right into a trap. The orcs were talking in orcish among themselves, seeming to be talking about her by their gestures and they seemed to not to want to strike... that is until an orc in the back, an older orc who had many human skulls making a necklace around his neck grinned and he pointed at them, but more specifically her. The orcs rushed them and lance began to fight them off expertly, his two handed sword being swung around like it was a twig as he cleaved orcs in two, however during the battle the shaman, the orc they were really trying to kill left the area.

 

[Shards~Of~Roses]

Crystal really didn't care if something happened either way. She knew everything would be alright as she was just that type of person to never really let anything get to her. THough as they walked into the trap her hand was on her sword right off the bat though as she saw the attacks she was instantly there fighting along his side. She just didn't what him to get all the fun as she fought hard against them never truly letting them get the upper hand as much as she could.

 

[desertpaladin]

Lance growled as the shaman began to leave their eyesight. Both knew their main mission was to take them out and that it would be a great honor for them, as well as a great bonus if one of them slew the shaman. But he knew that if his partner saw the shaman escaping that she might, no he knew she would go after him and most likely into more danger. Now it was true that Lance was strong but there were just too many of them and he was pinned down. However thanks to that there would be a more open path for her to follow the shaman.

 

[Shards~Of~Roses]

Crystal was shocked when she saw the shaman leaving she couldn't have him getting away as she ran after him as she didn't even stop to think about her teacher she truly thought he was okay. As she just wanted to make sure that they got their true kill. She was a little shocked though when she noticed how almost no one followed her as she went after him she began to wonder if this was meant to happen.

 

[desertpaladin]

Lance had not noticed the Shaman retreating but when Crystal began to run off his voice carried out, calling for her to come back as he tried to push forward. But more and more orcs kept coming at him. He was pinned down and all he could do was defend and try to make his way out.

Meanwhile as Crystal followed the way the shaman had gone it was odd... there were no sounds and suddenly orcs had surrounded her, the the shaman in front of her as the shaman grinned and he raised his staff that was topped with a human skull and he slammed it down on the ground. Suddenly the ground beneith her grabbed her feet and kept her pinned as some spells began to rush over her, soon she would be out cold and the orcs would carry her back to their bace. It was not long after where she would find herself without any clothing or her weapon as she lay on a very dirty looking bed covered in many animals pelts. The shaman grinned as he looked at her as he slammed his staff on the ground and suddenly she could move, however her body would feel like small strings were attached, like she was now just the puppet and the shaman was the puppeteer. Now if she came closer to him he would stop her and just hold her in place thanks to the magic.