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A Darkness from the Ancients ((Scathach & AlphaZero))

Scathach

Super-Earth
Joined
Sep 6, 2013
Location
In your mind
The kingdom of Angmal was quiet and peaceful for thousands of years, the land thrived and the seasons passed with good tides, the barbarian lands on the northern border of Angmal were thriving and growing. All seamed to be as normal the day the darkness came and swallowed the sky's around there ancient mountain, a distant rumble off in the distance. The elders of the tribes spoke of an ancient darkness, an evil power that stirred deep with in the mountain that had been sleeping for thousands of years, an evil power they had long thought gone from there world, something needed to be done and quick, before it swallows all the lands and all thews who can protect them.

A meeting of the elders was called not long after the darkness appeared and they gathered to discuss what needs to be done, they consulted the runes and the seers of there elders and they determined that two must be sent out, a man and a woman, each one from the most ancient of the tribes, for they are the only ones that hold the secretes within to defeat this evil, that when it comes time, together they face this foe that they them self's will unlock there ancient powers that has been laying deep with in these longs years and destroy there mighty enemy.

The next night after the meeting the elders went to the two chosen and informed them of there task a head, it was a clear night and the stars in the sky that could be seen were shining bright, deep in the heart of the elder panther tribe, a small fire roared as there elders returned, not wanting to waist any time they went to the tent of the one chosen by the seers and awoke her from her deep slumber.

Nakena was a deep slumber when the elders came to wake her, dreaming of dark shadows and monsters of the deep, she woke with a jump at the tough of a hand on her shoulder and looked up to see the face of her grandmother looking back down at her, with a worry full glance Nakena sat up saying "Grandmother what is the matter? You look as thew something bothers you greatly!" Her grandmother nodded and explained everything to the young barbarian, telling her what she needed to do and who she was to be accompanied by, a young man from the other ancient tribe of wolf, she was to go to a small village and wait at the inn there, there she will meet this man and from there they will head out and complete there task.

She nodded to her grandmother and packed what she needed, her bow and quiver with arrows, a longsword and some food, as well as some of her furs, she knew the mountains can get cold and wanted to be prepared. Once ready she gave her grandmother one last farewell and headed out, her long brown hair blowing in the soft wind and her hard blue eyes ready for battle, she was waring her battle mail, witch outsider miss took as a bikini but she had her reasons and it was decorated with her black tribal furs.

When she reached the village her grandmother told her about, she looked around, it was rather chaotic compared to her hummable tribe, even thew her tribe was one of the largest in the lands, it was still quite hummable for a barbarian tribe compared to this village. She made her way threw the streets and found the inn, she entered and scoffed at the sight, it was dirty and dark, drunkard passed out on the floor and the smell of liquor filled the air, he better hurry up and get here she thought to her self as she continued to look around and found herself a semi clean spot to sit and wait.

She will wait and he will come and when he dose, why will head out together to discover and destroy this evil and possibly discover something more along the way that they both were not expecting to find.
 
Crom had always been an imposing figure. As a youth he had towered above his peers, and the time spent learning to work the forge of his father had given him a hard body of steely muscle. When he passed into manhood and began to fight the hillmen that his people protected their southern neighbors against only refined his body even more. Now as a grown man of twenty seven summers he was a sight to behold, towering above all his clansman, his body now covered in bulging hard packed muscles.

His hair was long hair, the color of suns rays was braided in several places. His eyes the color of the skies over head burned with a primal fire that betrayed him for the savage he was when he was among the civilized peoples of the south. His dress was always simple enough, a simple loin cloth of skins and furs with a heavy sword belt fastened about it. A heavy fur cloak was draped about his shoulders, but he needed it not, his people barely felt the winter cold.

He had been called away from his own village by the elders, sent off to a village farther to the north where he was to meet a woman, an idea that he did not at all find unappealing. He had already had all the women of age in his own village, and that most primitive of urges had crept into his body during the journey from home. This village he arrived in was bigger then his own and the familiar sound of steel on steel rang through the air and brought a smile to his lips as he made his away among the people.

In truth Crom didn't even know who he was looking, or where to even start.
 
Nakena sat in the in for some time waiting like her grandmother told her to, her toned body and chain mail glistening in the little light from the fire she sat in front of wondering when this man would come, she hated waiting and her grandmother knew that as well, was this another test she thought to herself, another chance to prove herself, she hoped so and smiled to her self as she was thinking and continued to poke away at the fire. A bar made came by and gave her a drink on the house afraid that the barbarian woman would turn around at any minute and start to smash up the place, in all fairness she was half right. Nakena looked at the little bar maid and nodded in thanks "....thanks..." the bar maid calmed a bit when she seen the barbarian woman in a calm state and scurried away smiling lightly, Nakena turned back around and continued to stare at the fire, thinking about everything her grandmother had told her and sipped away at her drink, smiling when she realized it was her favorite, honey mead.

She sat there for a little while longer still waiting, wondering if this man is ever going to show, every once and a while looking over to the door to see if anyone was coming in, when all remand quiet she slummed back down in front of the fire and scowled, she hated these so called civilized towns, full of drunkards and others of the like, it stunk if piss and vomit to her and she couldn't wait to put this place behind her. She began to grow impatient and began to drink more, her one bad impulse she could never really help, she drank five for pints of mead in quick concession and smiled at her self as she felt the mead reach her head thinking how he better show soon or she may just be a little to tipsy to leave just yet.
 
Like any good Nordic man Crom soon found himself drawn to mead hall, with great bluster the giant man threw the door open, "A flaggon of your finest!" he bellowed towards the man behind the bar, "And a haunch of your freshest meat!"

He strode across the wide room, sweeping a pretty little blonde bar maid off her feet and flinging her over his shoulder as if she weighed nothing without breaking his stride. Several other men looked upon him with anger at this man who had barged in upon their territory. With almost casual grace Crom swung his free arm, knocking the other men from the bench and ploped himself firmly down upon it, positioning the blonde in his lap as the food and drink he ordered was brought before him.

The flaggon was drained in almost a single gulp and with a hearty belch he slammed it back down on the table, demanding another one before turning his attention towards his meat, his other hand kneeding the breast of the barmaid in his lap.
 
As the door slammed open, Nakena spun around, seeing a rather tall and quite muscular barbarian come barging in and demanding mead, she went to stand but found her legs a little to weak from all the mead she had drank and decided to sit and watch as he grabbed the young bar maid and sit down, she watched as he drank most of his head in one gulp and played with the woman's breasts as he eat his food, a true barbarian she thought to her self and smirked, and not a bad looking one ether she continued to think, is he the one she is to meet? if so then she should introduce her self at the very least, but she was kind of drunk and it was hard to stand without falling back over, she did love her mead and to her it tasted like sweet candy and always drank more then she really should, she always ended up getting her self in to trouble.

She laughed at his manner of entrance and at how barbaric it was, she did love that in a man, always knows how to make an entrance, she watched him for a few more minutes before she decided to speak and when she spoke, she spoke with a loud and clear voice, soft and powerful "Its about time you got here!! I have been waiting a while you know!" she staggered to her feet from the fire, not spilling a drop of her drink and walked over to him at the bench, she plopped down beside him and looked him over, strong arms she thought and smiled "Nakena! and you are?" she stared up at him still smiling and held out her hand to shake his.
 
Crom's attention was drawn away from the barmaid to the woman who had stormed up to him and invited herself to share his bench. His hand fell away from the maid's plump breast and he rather unceremoniously pushed her from his lap, turning his full attention to this new one.

She had fire in her, and based on the polished mail she wore she was no weak whristed farmers daughter or barmaid but a warrior much like himself. When she spoke her words came out slurred and it indeed sounded him like she said naked before damning his name.

"I am Crom" he declared around a mouthful of cooked meat before taking another mighty mouthful of mead, "And wile I would say you are not quite naked, that is something I can soon fix if that is your wish. Or mayhaps you where declaring your desire to see me naked. And if that is the case I would suggest we take our business else ware, least I make every man in the room jelious and the women wanton." he said, grabbing his own crotch suggestively.
 
Nakena looked at him for a minute and blinked, then a smirk crawled across her face as she realized she had been slurring her words, she let out a below of laughter and smacked him playfully on the shoulder "Na..Kee...Naa... not naked.... my name is Nakena!" she continued to laugh hard and checked him over while taking another big mouth full of her mead, feeling it go to her head more she giggled "all thew seeing you naked would not be a bad thought..." she stared at him with a smirk, now that she was up closer to him she could see his face better, dirty thoughts started to creep in to her mind as the mead did its job, she blushed as she realized how truly hansom he really was and found her self feeling frisky all of a sudden.
 
Crom tossed the bone aside, a grin spreading across his lips, he reached over and pulled this new woman, Nakena into his lap to take the place of barmaid who now looked on with jealously in her eyes.

Her body felt warm and hard against him and his free hand ran along the ample amounts of exposed skin her outfit showed before coming to rest on her firm stomach muscles. She was no doubt able to feel the approval he had for her and her body as well as how happy he would be to letting her see him naked, so long as it was mutual arrangement.

In honesty he could take her right then and there and no one would think much of it. So was the nature of their primitive civilization. Orgies where known to break out quite often in public gathering places when alcohol and food where involved.

"If I show you mine you have to show me yours."
 
A grin spread across Nakena's face as he grabbed her with his powerful arms, giving a little giggle as she rested on his lap, he was really strong, she liked her men strong, she bit her lip and went a deeper shade of red, as she felt his hand run down her, she took the last of her drink in one mouth full and threw the cup to the floor, she looked him over and noticed that he was only waring bits of fur to cover him self and nodded grinning "Yes...... right here?" with her one free hand she reached up and played with the one strap of her mail bra.

The mead had done its job alright and she lost all sens of control, she didn't care if he took her right there, she was a barbarian and back in the north is was not uncommon for her to just take any man she wanted, this one was different, he was stronger, he appeared to be the strongest barbarian she had ever met and it make her shiver with lust. She pressed her body against his a little more and grind widely at him.
 
His manhood swelled as he grinded her body against his and a deep animalistc growl escaped from his lips.

Crom's hands moved with precision one would never assume a man such as he was possible of and soon her sword belt was unfastened followed by his own then in a single movement of primitive power he stood up, knocking the bench over before a massive arm shoved away the contense of the table. Plates and cups fell to the first floor with a dull thud and dogs scrambled towards the fallen meat.

He threw the woman ontop of the table, on her back before unfastening his own sword belt and letting it fall to the ground and casting off the skins that had concealed his manhood, which, much like the rest of him was massive and thick.

A smile of raw lust spread across his face as he looked down at her, knowing that warrior women where just as wild as lovers as they where on the field of battle.
 
She could feel his man hood swell and bit her lip letting out a primal growl herself, lust filling her eyes and taking over her mind, she herself couldn't take it anymore, she wanted him and if he didn't do anything soon, she would. The moment he lifted her up and threw her on the table she dug her nails in to his back and growled agen and giggled at how rough he was, agen she liked it rough and as soon as she seen him standing there naked in front of her she let a small moan escape her, the size of him took her breath away and made her whole body shiver with excitement and lust.

She reached up and started to unfasten the straps to her top and let it slide off of her and fall to the table, she looked back up at him and smiled lustful at him and bit her lip, she started to play with her one breast and winked at him playful, not caring of all the on lookers in the room.
 
He yanked her hand away from her breasts, and replaced it with his own, her fleshy mounds easily filling his massive hands. Soft skin was worked between his fingers, pausing every so often to tug and squeeze her nipples.

He could here it around him now, the sounds of others emulating their behavior, and his grin broadened at the thought of this turning into a good old fashioned barbarian orgy.

One of Crom's hands moved away from her breast, unfastening her bottoms before casually casting them aside with a snort of annoyance that a garment had been in the way, leaving her gorgeous body fully exposed to him.

With a single powerful stroke he entered his slick passage, burring the full length of his cock in her.
 
As he played with her breasts she let out a soft moan and giggled as he teased her nipples, running her nails down his chest. When she heard the sound of the others around them she to grind widely wondering if any of the other liked what they see. She let out another moan as he yanked of her bottoms and another shiver of lust and excitement flowed threw her body.

The moment his powerful thrust pushed against her and his cock berried deep in side she let out a pleasureful scream, wrapping her powerful legs around his waist and arching her back, running her nails down his chest agen. She began to move her hips slowly at first to get a feel of how good he felt inside of her and then started to move her hips in a thrusting manor.
 
Her nails on his chest drew a pleasured groan from his lips.

Her savagery in this primitive act matching his own blow for blow.

Each powerful thrust of his hip caused the table to shake, the remaining dishes rattling in time with the savage fucking he was giving her. Around them more sounds of passion arose as the other occupants of the hall joined in the fun.

One of Crom's large hands broke away from her tit, slapping it firmly several times.
 
The harder he fucked her the more she screamed and moaned, she had never been fucked so savagely in her life and lost herself in the pleasure of his powerful thrusts. She smiled as he smacked her tits, she giggled, she loved it rough and couldn't get enough of it, she moaned louder and louder as she arched her back in to him and brought her hand around to his back and dug her nails in deep scratching him in the heat of passion and smiling at the sounds of the others around them, they were enjoying this as much as she was.
 
With a shuttering groan of pleasure Crom felt himself cum, filling her with his thick seed, pumping into her until every last drop was drilled into her before pulling out, his cock showing no signs of softening.
 
She let out a scream of pleasure and moaned as she felt him cum deep inside of her, breathing heavy and smiling, biting her lip she looked down at his still hard cock "still ready for more are we?" she lets out a playful laugh and hopes off the table and wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him roughly, moving her lips to his neck and down his chest, letting out a little growl as she reaches hes belly and drags her nails down his back, she wanted more and she was ready for more, if this was the man she was to travail with, she couldn't be more happy, he was the ultimate to her, so strong and wild, just the way she likes them, never has she met one like him and she was going to show him that she was like no other woman.
 
Most women where crying out for him to stop by the time he finished with them, unable to accomiate the massive length and girth of his manhood. But this woman seemed to have taken everything he had given her with wicked, lustful glee and was already demanding more.

Her lips down his body where like fire and even though he thought it impossible, his cock seemed to grow harder in anticipation of what it knew was coming.
 
Nakena smiled up at Crom as she noticed him getting even harder his excitement and started to kiss his body more and giggled with pleasure, she moved her hands up to his thighs and started to play with his cock, teasing the tip of his cock with her tong, she giggled more, she was really enjoying this, his moans, his grunts and the feel of his body of hers, she was lost in the lust and pleasure of this and the mead in her system made dam sher she did as well.
 
Crom placed a strong hand on the back of her head, showing little restraint he pushed her closer to him wile he pushed his hips forward, forcing his cock into her mouth, "If you're going to use your mouth, you might as well use it properly" he groweled.
 
The moment Crom pushed her down on his cock she opend her mouth all the way and took him all the way in, right to the back of her throat, she did not choke or resist, she moved her head up and down, sliding and vibrating her tong up and down his shaft as she sucked his cock. She was going to show him that she was like no other woman let alone a barbarian one, she moaned as she bobbed her head on his manhood and began to play with his balls as she sucked away.
 
She was good, she was very good and it wasn't long before Crom found himself panting hard on the verge blowing his load down her throat.

"Damn bitch. You know how to work a cock."
 
She moaned and giggled while still bobbing up and down, her hands playing with his balls the whole time and her tong never stopping. This was something she was good at, not that she had been with a tone of men just that she was that skilled, she liked to please men and when she had as much mead as she has in her at that very moment, she liked to make a point on how good she really was in bed as well as out on the battle field.

She could feel his cock growing, getting ready to cum agen and she giggled lightly, continuing her motions going faster and faster, she wanted to feel him cum in her mouth, she wanted to taste it deep in the back of her throat, she moaned and gave him all she had.
 
Crom let out a deep groan, grabbing onto her head and holding it in place wile he fired another load down her throat.
 
As she felt him cum, she let his load slide down her throat with ease, once she was done she looked up at him and smiled, standing up slowly, she leaned in to his ear and wisperd "So... I take it that the elders sent you here as well?" she began to nibble at his ear playfully and giggled lightly still rubbing her body against his.
 
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