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Grimsage Matt
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- Toronto Canada
Celina
Biting her lip, she seems somewhat apprehensive, as she murmurs a name, perhaps the third figure in the trio of the canyon gods. "Synra...."
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Ceana
Looking at her and snorting, his response is curt and to the point. "Returning to the inn, regrouping, sending out scouts, a damn dead end..." He is muttering as he walks past, not quite stomping with each step. Soon enough though, the group would be ready to return to the inn, and would begin setting out, the captain in the front.
Biting her lip, she seems somewhat apprehensive, as she murmurs a name, perhaps the third figure in the trio of the canyon gods. "Synra...."
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Ceana
Looking at her and snorting, his response is curt and to the point. "Returning to the inn, regrouping, sending out scouts, a damn dead end..." He is muttering as he walks past, not quite stomping with each step. Soon enough though, the group would be ready to return to the inn, and would begin setting out, the captain in the front.
Well, holy Synra shouldn't mind too much...their spheres of influence are similar...think of them working hand in hand, hmm?" Celina rubs her clit against the shaman's for emphasis. "Now, to start, 'training', we need all of your women to follow certain...conventions. To hone the innate sexual power Synra has blessed them with, they need to be comfortable exposing themselves before they can be used properly. For now, each female in the prime of her sexuality; fourteen to forty, must rid themselves of their robes...their nudity needs to be plainly evident. Their raw sexual magnetism needs to be open, their pubic hair removed, and they must get used to being touched and used. To save their clan, they must use that which is most precious to them. Including you."
Grimsage Matt
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Celina
Looking at her, face flushed, as her upper lip quivers, as she seems to think it over, your words washing over her, as she thinks, clearly weighing consequences and possibilities. Still, her reply is short and questioning, and should have been thought of before. "And of Jaffar, Nabeer and Mi'aaz? What of the sons of the clan?"
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Ceana
As you march along the trail, you would soon come back to the Inn. As the men enter, they drift away, the captain marching upstairs, even as the others sit down, and order drafts of ale, the better to wash away the rigors of the battle, many of them showing signs of injury.
Looking at her, face flushed, as her upper lip quivers, as she seems to think it over, your words washing over her, as she thinks, clearly weighing consequences and possibilities. Still, her reply is short and questioning, and should have been thought of before. "And of Jaffar, Nabeer and Mi'aaz? What of the sons of the clan?"
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Ceana
As you march along the trail, you would soon come back to the Inn. As the men enter, they drift away, the captain marching upstairs, even as the others sit down, and order drafts of ale, the better to wash away the rigors of the battle, many of them showing signs of injury.
Celina grins. "I'm sure the boys won't mind too much, but they must focus on two things; honing their combat skills as the clan's protectors, but also as importantly, assisting with training. They must be allowed their run of your female clansmen. While they may think they have a delectable choice of willing mates, that is not the whole story. Their animal desires will help show your women what to expect, and how to use it to influence them."
Grimsage Matt
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Celina
Looking at the grinning woman, there is a hint, more then a touch really, of unease and distrust in her eyes, her expression firming, as she attempts to calm herself down, to think this through, rather then let pleasure decide for her, eyes narrowing slightly, as Naseefa seems to not be entirely sure of this! "You suggest the sons of our clan have casual sex with the daughters and mothers, while outside of both marriage, nor intent? To use the sexual desires as a training tool?"
Looking at the grinning woman, there is a hint, more then a touch really, of unease and distrust in her eyes, her expression firming, as she attempts to calm herself down, to think this through, rather then let pleasure decide for her, eyes narrowing slightly, as Naseefa seems to not be entirely sure of this! "You suggest the sons of our clan have casual sex with the daughters and mothers, while outside of both marriage, nor intent? To use the sexual desires as a training tool?"
Diplomacy check please
Diplomacy Check
"Yes, I do. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Your clan is all but destroyed, your enemies at your heels. You desire revenge, as well as the power to become great once again. You have no men, no warriors, no resources. What will you do? Remain isolated here, hoping you will not be found? No, you are wiser than that. The power that remains is in the hands, the heart and the sexuality of those who have been lucky enough to remain. Think of it; is it not true that, behind any great man, is an even greater woman? It is our appearance, our desire, our allure, that controls the will, the mind, and the action of those with strength to take everything else through brute force. I do not say lightly these words I have suggested, yet they are true."
Celina shifts slightly to stare the woman in the eyes. "Think of our enemy racing here, intent on slaughter, on rape and pillage. Think of your inability to stop that raw might. What do you see? I see only death and blood. Now shift the perspective. Open to them. Embrace them willingly, yet with the dagger behind the back, poised to strike. Who would slaughter beautiful women ready and willing to become concubines? No, they would revel in it, and so we would strike. At the moment of weakness...at the moment the warriors are nude, relaxed, spent. For a man's neck is as soft as any animal ready for the slaughter, especially when he offers it without knowing it."
1d20+14=32
Seduction Roll 1d6=2
Total: 34
Seduction Roll 1d6=2
Total: 34
"Yes, I do. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Your clan is all but destroyed, your enemies at your heels. You desire revenge, as well as the power to become great once again. You have no men, no warriors, no resources. What will you do? Remain isolated here, hoping you will not be found? No, you are wiser than that. The power that remains is in the hands, the heart and the sexuality of those who have been lucky enough to remain. Think of it; is it not true that, behind any great man, is an even greater woman? It is our appearance, our desire, our allure, that controls the will, the mind, and the action of those with strength to take everything else through brute force. I do not say lightly these words I have suggested, yet they are true."
Celina shifts slightly to stare the woman in the eyes. "Think of our enemy racing here, intent on slaughter, on rape and pillage. Think of your inability to stop that raw might. What do you see? I see only death and blood. Now shift the perspective. Open to them. Embrace them willingly, yet with the dagger behind the back, poised to strike. Who would slaughter beautiful women ready and willing to become concubines? No, they would revel in it, and so we would strike. At the moment of weakness...at the moment the warriors are nude, relaxed, spent. For a man's neck is as soft as any animal ready for the slaughter, especially when he offers it without knowing it."
Cherubian
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Ceana shows signs of injury as well, patched up by Kiam on her shoulder and leg. Her personal experience tells her, though, that right now ale will be detrimental to her recovery, and so she quickly grabs a jug of fresh water and some breat and dates to eat at the counter before retiring to her room.
Once inside she deposits her meal on the small table. Afterwards she takes off her armor and weapons and strips down fully until all she is wearing are her bandages before she plops down on her bed, coming to lie on her stomach with her cheek resting in the crude pillow. Sleep is a good healer, and now she would welcome some of it.
Once inside she deposits her meal on the small table. Afterwards she takes off her armor and weapons and strips down fully until all she is wearing are her bandages before she plops down on her bed, coming to lie on her stomach with her cheek resting in the crude pillow. Sleep is a good healer, and now she would welcome some of it.
Grimsage Matt
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Celina
As she speaks, she seems to think it over, even as the pain comes to her eyes, a lurking memory of horror there, as the shamaness's looks into the younger woman's eyes, and for the most part, by her body language, she seems to agree, to already know this in at least in part, though there remains a portion she is either hiding, or reluctant to speak of, as she shakes her head slowly.
"For others, this would be so, and there is truth behind much of your words. But against the Red Sands..." She seems to shudder a bit, as her eyes look on her with suspicion coloring them. "You had been among them, and should now that they offer no mercy, and we would be ill treated by them, even if we went close enough to strike." She shakes her head, letting out a sigh. "Against the Tolvai or Ern-ei, but..." She sighs, eyes closed.
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Ceana
The bread and dates, along with a pitcher of water, would cost her 3 silvers, and a reminder is made to remember to pay on the morrow for her room. Still, as she would sleep, her injuries would heal, knitting back stronger then ever.
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Stevo
It had been after a storm that the ship had been driven here, even as tensions had mounted, his ill manner and the attentions of many of the women of the crew earning him no small amounts of foes among the crew. Still, as the body turned up, his dagger clearly planted in the mans back, it was only a stroke of great fortune that allowed you to escape, into the 'city' of Telmorage, on the island of Telmora, a small island off the coast of Kush, a warm and savage land.
Still the dirty back alleys, the building little more then rude hovels, with a few buildings of wood around the docks, and a building of stone on a small hill over looking the harbour, it is 'safer' then the jungle outside, if half of the rumors are true.
As she speaks, she seems to think it over, even as the pain comes to her eyes, a lurking memory of horror there, as the shamaness's looks into the younger woman's eyes, and for the most part, by her body language, she seems to agree, to already know this in at least in part, though there remains a portion she is either hiding, or reluctant to speak of, as she shakes her head slowly.
"For others, this would be so, and there is truth behind much of your words. But against the Red Sands..." She seems to shudder a bit, as her eyes look on her with suspicion coloring them. "You had been among them, and should now that they offer no mercy, and we would be ill treated by them, even if we went close enough to strike." She shakes her head, letting out a sigh. "Against the Tolvai or Ern-ei, but..." She sighs, eyes closed.
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Ceana
The bread and dates, along with a pitcher of water, would cost her 3 silvers, and a reminder is made to remember to pay on the morrow for her room. Still, as she would sleep, her injuries would heal, knitting back stronger then ever.
Level up time! Feel free to roll your HP on your own. Still, you have also gained 1 extra reputation from slaying the boar
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Stevo
It had been after a storm that the ship had been driven here, even as tensions had mounted, his ill manner and the attentions of many of the women of the crew earning him no small amounts of foes among the crew. Still, as the body turned up, his dagger clearly planted in the mans back, it was only a stroke of great fortune that allowed you to escape, into the 'city' of Telmorage, on the island of Telmora, a small island off the coast of Kush, a warm and savage land.
Still the dirty back alleys, the building little more then rude hovels, with a few buildings of wood around the docks, and a building of stone on a small hill over looking the harbour, it is 'safer' then the jungle outside, if half of the rumors are true.
"You don't give your people enough credit. It would not be easy, but certainly doable. And you touch upon another aspect; the Red Sands are not the first target...as I spoke of earlier, your women are the means to gather more men. Other tribes and wanderers. Such men would fight well to protect such...assets."
khan
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"Wish I found a better place, but almost anyplace should be safer now".
Stevo would just come down from the boat and tie it secure to a pole in the docks, looking around at the primitive buildings. He would just start walking around to see what kind of people lived here and what do they do for fun and a living, not that would be expecting a warm welcome, or any people coming near him at all, but still he should find himself something to do. If nothing would catch his attention, he would just approach to the stone building.
Stevo would just come down from the boat and tie it secure to a pole in the docks, looking around at the primitive buildings. He would just start walking around to see what kind of people lived here and what do they do for fun and a living, not that would be expecting a warm welcome, or any people coming near him at all, but still he should find himself something to do. If nothing would catch his attention, he would just approach to the stone building.
Cherubian
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- Aug 30, 2010
As the morning sun shines in through the room's single window Ceana finally stirs back to wakefulness. Her sleep had been deep and restorative, making her feel exceptionally well right now, although her dreams have been ... confusing. As she raises from her bed to stretch her mighty frame she can only remember fragments of it.
First she was standing in a big hall of ornate stone, her body as bare as it is now, but opposite her on a cushioned seat sat a balding old man, pudgy from an apparently wealthy life, eying her with appreciation and lust ... then she was kneeling right before his seat, hear face close to his crotch, swallowing his manhood while his hand rested on her scalp and there was a satisfied grin on his face ... and lastly she was on the polished floor on all fours, that man behind her, one hand gripping her blond mane firmly as he was pumping away into her ...
Shaking her head she can only wonder at the pranks her subconscious imagination is playing. Another day, and she wonders what it will bring. Hunting the grobbi is a necessary business, but she also knows that her funds are dwindling. She will need to find some way to earn gold, and soon. If this can be down with another trip to chase the child eater, so be it.
As she muses, she is getting dressed again, planning to head down to the taproom once she is done.
First she was standing in a big hall of ornate stone, her body as bare as it is now, but opposite her on a cushioned seat sat a balding old man, pudgy from an apparently wealthy life, eying her with appreciation and lust ... then she was kneeling right before his seat, hear face close to his crotch, swallowing his manhood while his hand rested on her scalp and there was a satisfied grin on his face ... and lastly she was on the polished floor on all fours, that man behind her, one hand gripping her blond mane firmly as he was pumping away into her ...
Shaking her head she can only wonder at the pranks her subconscious imagination is playing. Another day, and she wonders what it will bring. Hunting the grobbi is a necessary business, but she also knows that her funds are dwindling. She will need to find some way to earn gold, and soon. If this can be down with another trip to chase the child eater, so be it.
As she muses, she is getting dressed again, planning to head down to the taproom once she is done.
Grimsage Matt
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- Toronto Canada
Celina
She seems to be moderately uncomfortable, hearing of her clanswoman as 'assets', though she can agree, and in a less sexually charged environment, in a less compromising plan, would have agreed. Still, as she thinks over the kothic woman's words, it may only take just a nudge.
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Stevo
Even as he secured the rotten mess of timbers and slowly sinking wood to the docks, it being a surprise he was able to steal it from the ship containing his former crew-mates, which was anchored just a short distance away, there are many small figures, children with light fingers, as the man moves up the hill.
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Ceana
As the sun shines in, already promising a warm, if not a hot day, there is little noise from downstairs, not at this early hour. Still, if she heads down, the taproom would be almost empty, merely a man behind the bar, and a few of the warriors, passed out around a table, mugs of strong drink near them, finished off from last night.
She seems to be moderately uncomfortable, hearing of her clanswoman as 'assets', though she can agree, and in a less sexually charged environment, in a less compromising plan, would have agreed. Still, as she thinks over the kothic woman's words, it may only take just a nudge.
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Stevo
Even as he secured the rotten mess of timbers and slowly sinking wood to the docks, it being a surprise he was able to steal it from the ship containing his former crew-mates, which was anchored just a short distance away, there are many small figures, children with light fingers, as the man moves up the hill.
Spot check please
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Ceana
As the sun shines in, already promising a warm, if not a hot day, there is little noise from downstairs, not at this early hour. Still, if she heads down, the taproom would be almost empty, merely a man behind the bar, and a few of the warriors, passed out around a table, mugs of strong drink near them, finished off from last night.
Cherubian
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- Aug 30, 2010
Ceana had wanted to speak with the captain, to learn about his future plans, but since he is not there yet and she has no desire to head back to bed with the renewed vigor she feels she simply steps outside, greeting the morning sun and maybe finding a suitable place for some exercise.
"Only you can decide this. Understand your people are vulnerable. If you do nothing, you'll die out. Something or someone will come and enslave you or kill everyone."
"You are a smart, pragmatic woman; you're shaman for a reason, after all. If you had an army, you'd use it. Right now, you teeter on the edge of survival. Don't look at my suggestion as vile or immoral; our coupling tonight is because of the power of sex, desire, allure...you wanted it and I gave it. You feel its hard to resist. Your mind is clouded. Think of it...if I can do this to you, a beautiful, respectful, powerful, independent woman, think of the men that will fall at your clan's feet."
"You are a smart, pragmatic woman; you're shaman for a reason, after all. If you had an army, you'd use it. Right now, you teeter on the edge of survival. Don't look at my suggestion as vile or immoral; our coupling tonight is because of the power of sex, desire, allure...you wanted it and I gave it. You feel its hard to resist. Your mind is clouded. Think of it...if I can do this to you, a beautiful, respectful, powerful, independent woman, think of the men that will fall at your clan's feet."
Grimsage Matt
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- Toronto Canada
Ceana
The sun is yet low in the sky, it being early morning, but as you head out back, you can hear the thwack of wood on wood from the back of the inn.
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Celina
She seems to frown slightly, even as she nods to your words, agreeing in part, and keeping a retort hidden, or at least unspoken, which is of course, almost as good as hidden. Still, as she nods, there is a look of pained resignation in her eyes, and about her cheeks, her facial muscles tightening. "It is as you say, though...."
Her eyes move into a half smile, and there is a smirk on her lips, as she looks more confident, less befuddled. "Perhaps you would demonstrate how my on and nephews would assist the clan?" Humming, she lifts a slim finger, and taps it to her chin, a smile playing about her lips. "Yes, perhaps you would care for a private demonstration, and proof that you can deliver on your promise." Her smirk turning confident as she looks and moves, aiming to switch so she was on top.
"Bring them to my tent nude, willingly making them strip in plain sight of the clanswomen, before leading them into my tent, and making each submit to you. Then, I will agree to your bargain."
The sun is yet low in the sky, it being early morning, but as you head out back, you can hear the thwack of wood on wood from the back of the inn.
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Celina
She seems to frown slightly, even as she nods to your words, agreeing in part, and keeping a retort hidden, or at least unspoken, which is of course, almost as good as hidden. Still, as she nods, there is a look of pained resignation in her eyes, and about her cheeks, her facial muscles tightening. "It is as you say, though...."
Her eyes move into a half smile, and there is a smirk on her lips, as she looks more confident, less befuddled. "Perhaps you would demonstrate how my on and nephews would assist the clan?" Humming, she lifts a slim finger, and taps it to her chin, a smile playing about her lips. "Yes, perhaps you would care for a private demonstration, and proof that you can deliver on your promise." Her smirk turning confident as she looks and moves, aiming to switch so she was on top.
"Bring them to my tent nude, willingly making them strip in plain sight of the clanswomen, before leading them into my tent, and making each submit to you. Then, I will agree to your bargain."
Grapple check, she rolled a 20, you need a 30 or better. Otherwise, she's on top.
Also, this is her revenge for making her feel un comfortable. As a player, do you have to have sex with them? No, you just have to make them willingly submit, with Naseefa as your reward at the end
Also, this is her revenge for making her feel un comfortable. As a player, do you have to have sex with them? No, you just have to make them willingly submit, with Naseefa as your reward at the end
khan
Star
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- Jun 24, 2015
d20-1=8
As Stevo walked around the city -or village as the buildings were just to basic for him to consider it otherwise- he continued his way up the hill to the stone building, ignoring the children, considering them to have little if any importance at all. He just had his hopes that he would find something rewarding or at least interesting up there.
Grimsage Matt
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- Toronto Canada
Ceana
As she moves to the back of the Inn, there is a training yard, where currently the captain is sparring with three younger men, all using wooden weapons. The Captain is wearing only a loincloth, even as the others are armored, but despite his advancing years, constant exercise seem to have kept the worst ravages at bay, as he keeps up with the three sweating younger men.
The exercise circle is itself close to forty feet around,
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Stevo
This was indeed a city, or at least a city for the locals, being the greatest concentration of life on the island, and of course, a major harbor, seeing three or even four ships from far off places per year!
Still, as a pair of children bump into you, both young girls of not quite sixteen, they giggle and blush, even as they utter what was probably an apology, as they scampered off. As you climb the hill, leaving the guts behind you, there is a path, not quite stone, not entirely dirt.
Near the top, before a pair of gates, a pair of men, sweating in the leather armor, with a pair of crude spears glare at you, crossing the spears, as they shout at you.
As she moves to the back of the Inn, there is a training yard, where currently the captain is sparring with three younger men, all using wooden weapons. The Captain is wearing only a loincloth, even as the others are armored, but despite his advancing years, constant exercise seem to have kept the worst ravages at bay, as he keeps up with the three sweating younger men.
The exercise circle is itself close to forty feet around,
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Stevo
This was indeed a city, or at least a city for the locals, being the greatest concentration of life on the island, and of course, a major harbor, seeing three or even four ships from far off places per year!
Still, as a pair of children bump into you, both young girls of not quite sixteen, they giggle and blush, even as they utter what was probably an apology, as they scampered off. As you climb the hill, leaving the guts behind you, there is a path, not quite stone, not entirely dirt.
Near the top, before a pair of gates, a pair of men, sweating in the leather armor, with a pair of crude spears glare at you, crossing the spears, as they shout at you.
khan
Star
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Used to being harassed by girls, Stevo just patted her asses as they were leaving and ignored them further continuing his way up, but it was at the top that he would change his mood, becoming impatient at some annoying guards. Trying to control himself, he closed his eyes and breathed deeply, exhaling though his mouth, trying to be diplomatic. Then would rise his voice back at them "Yarr, I'm new in the... City?, I happen to be quite skilled compared to land sissies and I'm looking for a job. As this is yer most important building I thought this is a good place to start, so I want a meeting."
just in case
1d20+4=17
1d20+4=17
Grimsage Matt
Star
- Joined
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- Location
- Toronto Canada
Stevo
Looking at you, the guard one the left seems to think, before he smiles, a cruel and predatory smile, as he replies in stygian. "Now see mon, the boss, be busy. Real busy. So, why should send a message to meet?"
Looking at you, the guard one the left seems to think, before he smiles, a cruel and predatory smile, as he replies in stygian. "Now see mon, the boss, be busy. Real busy. So, why should send a message to meet?"
Sense Motive DC 10
By the way, your money pouch, when you go to check it, is missing
It's a bribe request
By the way, your money pouch, when you go to check it, is missing
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