- Joined
- Jun 13, 2013
It was snowing that day, of course it snowed every bloody day in this god forsaken land. They were far from home fighting a war that their country had to fight regardless of the cost. Their neighbours the Sworls to the west had encroached on their borders one too many times, always raiding the settlements and farms. Sometimes taking the Gorman women captive.
Their enemy the Sworls were less advanced then they were, a stupid, simple people who fought by weight of numbers, the Sworls bred like vermin, they vastly outnumbered the more intelligent and cultured Gormans.
This led the Gormans to research advanced breeding techniques, attempting to clone their soldiers, trying to create life without procreation, so far they had limited success with these ways of bolstering their numbers. They did however succeed in reducing the gestation of a pregnancy. Managing to reduce it down to 2 weeks. It was still being perfected and they only experimented on captive women. But as the offspring would only be used for cannon fodder it didn’t matter either.
The Sworls as a race looked much like the Gormans, both came with various coloured hair and eyes, both had attractive and unattractive men and women among them. The Gormans perhaps due to being better cultured and educated were overall the more pleasant to look at and be around due to being cleaner and better groomed and fed.
Henrik had just parachuted into Sworl territory, he was part of a “3 man snatch team”, they laughed about their mission title “snatch the snatch” as they called it. Their mission was to infiltrate Sworl territory and abduct a Sworl woman a preferably attractive one to take back as part of the new breeding camp being set up.
The idea for this camp was to have 100 women, pumping out a baby every 2 weeks to bolster the population of Gormans, the babies of course would be halfies but there was much discussion as to whether the Sworls were inherently dull or dull due to their culture which frowned upon education and thought.
Henirk and his team moved into Sworl territory and settled near a village. They scoped it out and made sure it was a suitable target.
They could see some women coming and going from the stores and houses. The men seemed to be absent making off working or fighting Gormans somewhere on the frontline.
They see a Sworl woman, quite attractive, perhaps a little wild, she has jet black hair and nice legs. The decide that she will be their target, there is something slightly different about her. They watched her a while and waited.
Their enemy the Sworls were less advanced then they were, a stupid, simple people who fought by weight of numbers, the Sworls bred like vermin, they vastly outnumbered the more intelligent and cultured Gormans.
This led the Gormans to research advanced breeding techniques, attempting to clone their soldiers, trying to create life without procreation, so far they had limited success with these ways of bolstering their numbers. They did however succeed in reducing the gestation of a pregnancy. Managing to reduce it down to 2 weeks. It was still being perfected and they only experimented on captive women. But as the offspring would only be used for cannon fodder it didn’t matter either.
The Sworls as a race looked much like the Gormans, both came with various coloured hair and eyes, both had attractive and unattractive men and women among them. The Gormans perhaps due to being better cultured and educated were overall the more pleasant to look at and be around due to being cleaner and better groomed and fed.
Henrik had just parachuted into Sworl territory, he was part of a “3 man snatch team”, they laughed about their mission title “snatch the snatch” as they called it. Their mission was to infiltrate Sworl territory and abduct a Sworl woman a preferably attractive one to take back as part of the new breeding camp being set up.
The idea for this camp was to have 100 women, pumping out a baby every 2 weeks to bolster the population of Gormans, the babies of course would be halfies but there was much discussion as to whether the Sworls were inherently dull or dull due to their culture which frowned upon education and thought.
Henirk and his team moved into Sworl territory and settled near a village. They scoped it out and made sure it was a suitable target.
They could see some women coming and going from the stores and houses. The men seemed to be absent making off working or fighting Gormans somewhere on the frontline.
They see a Sworl woman, quite attractive, perhaps a little wild, she has jet black hair and nice legs. The decide that she will be their target, there is something slightly different about her. They watched her a while and waited.