"It's a pleasure to meet you, brother Nardeen." Tananda smiled, her breath hastened, her pleasure evident in her erect nipples. She made no attempt to break away from his gropings, but she didn't do anything to encourage his advances either. She wanted to see what he would do next, what kind of man he actually is, whether he would take her right there and then, or if he would take her to the camp first. It would tell her a lot about him.
The men seem to mutter and are still nervous, even as the leader glowers at them. Eventually, he snorts, pointing at you with his short blade, as he continues to glower at them. "I know that most of you are dumb as rocks third sons of whores, but do you know what she is?"
He pauses for a moment, even as their is a muttering of 'indecent' 'a woman' and even 'a harlot' from the pack, as he scowls. "No. She is Cimmerian. Probably harder then the lot of your skulls, and used to supping from the skulls of those that thought she was just a woman playing dress up! So shut up and move out!"
With a final snort, almost sounding like a boar, he turns and walks, others following him.
Jaffar, his blade drawing clear with a snick, as did the others, looked at the lion, and faced it, eyes on the fangs and claws, and from his face, desperate and nervous, hating the fact he had neither bow nor spear. Still, as he approaches, Maa'iz and Nabeer split off, aiming for the flanks, to keep it unbalanced.
Still, it is with sudden quickess that they strike, each of their short blades scoring on the lion, causing it to howl and roar in anger and pain, as blood is drawn deeply, Jaffars blade tearing out an eye!
Flicking her nipples with a hand, he did not seem to go go futher, though his hand did 'sample' her other breast, giving it a grope as the others looked on, cocks twitching visibly. Still, as they took the regins of the mule from her, his hand left her body, as he nodded his head.
Still, as he moved around her, his hand would come to rest on her ample rear, and there was a push, to get her moving. Oh, he would get some pleasure from this, even if he could wait.
Tananda stifled a moan when Nardeen flicked her nipple, and was almost disappointed that he didn't take her immediately. Still, a man who can keep his dick in his kilt when he so choose has great restrain, and that is a commendable quality. Now that she wanted him, the scratches and grinds of the mule's back on her hard clit was almost unbearable, and her pussy juice slowly soaked her slits and the mule's hair.
As they led the mule off the road, one of them making sure to hide the signs the mule made as they passed, making it more difficult for others to find them, they would soon enough come to the camp. It was not particularly impressive, a pair of tents located in a small hollow between a pair of rocks, with a cooking fire between them, and sorely lacking a womans touch.
Still, taking the regins of the mule, one of his followers hitches the mule to a stump, and looks at Nardeen, almost inquiring, as he speaks a question in a language you are not familiar with. Still, as he recives a response, he leans in, and starts to take off her skirt.
As her small blade sinks into the beasts flesh, barely pentrating to be honest, it roars again, as claws and fangs are nimbly dodged by Jaffar, who is keeping a calm face, even as Nabeer and Maa'iz look nervous, as once more, they dart in, and dart out, aiming to strike the laions limbs, to cripple it.
While they were nearly sucessful, they did not strike as deeply as they needed, though the lion looks pained and desperatre, wild eyes turning to the weakest looking human... you.
Tananda giggled when Nardeen began to take off her skirt, and she spread her legs a little to give him a generous view of her soaking pussy, juice drooling out of her cunt and flowed down the side of her thigh.
"So, do you require my service now?" she asked suggestively.
It had not been Nardeen, but one of his underlings to remove her skirt, even if he had gotten a clear view, and his lips curled into a hungry smirk, even as the underling, who had not been introduced, stares almost ravenously, like a hungry dog sighting fresh meat. Still, as the bandit leader reaches down, he takes a finger, and tastes her, and nods.
"But of course. You've already shown you can dance vertically, let us see how you dance in other positions." With that, his hands grab hold of your thighs, suprisingly strong for his size, and lifts you up, the tent in his kilt being brushed aside, as he lines up the head of his cock with her drooling cunt. Eight inches long and just under an inch across, he had the largest looking spear of the bandits here.
It was a narrow thing, as it rushed her, fangs snapping, trying to barge it's way out, even as it falls, a lucky blow from Maa'iz and Jaffar striking in the neck and it's ruined eye socket, and with a pained howl, getting fainter, the lion falls to the ground, his life bleeding out of him, as Jaffar moves to finish it off.
"Oh, I assure you, brother, that I can dance in any position you want me to." Tananda giggled when the bandit leader lifted her up with his surprisingly strong hands, and when she felt her bulging tip at her wet entrance, she teased him by rubbing her soft slits against his hard head. "Aren't you going to invite your friends as well?"
Ceana gives the band a wolfish grin. It is rather helpful that her origin has been pointed out that way. Since it did not come from her,at least she is not branded as a showoff now.
Although, she never tried that drinking out of your enemies skull business. Not only is that messy, but also impractical and highly exaggerated. Not that she will point out those details right now, that special repuation might be just what is needed to keep the peace in the warband until she can prove her worth with actual deeds.
As one of the first she steps in line behind the leader.
As he nods, and his cock twitches under her teasing, and both of his underlings seem to be very interested in that comment of sharing, he nods, but has a touch of a dismissive look on his face. "Oh yes, they will join you, but as the chief here," unspoken that currently he was not chief of much, "I get first taste." With that, he would pull her down, his cock entering her folds, as he grunted in pleasure.
The two bandits not currently enjoying you are watching, as they put things away, looking at you like a peice of meat, as their leader takes you.
Moving behind them, you could almost feel the nervous gazes on your back, the men currently somewhat cowed by the grizzled old veteran, though it is hard to tell if his comments made it better or worse. Still, as you march, just behind him, you are in a good position to see whats coming, as you reach a narrow bend in the mountain trail.
Spot DC 16
Once again, there is the glint of bronze, though this time, from higher on the cliff, and it might just have been moving....
Listen DC 18
There are low chattering voices on the wind, speaking a gutteral and almost cruel sounding tongue, though faint, and hard to make out, coming from the top of the cliff.
Trying to keeep her voice low, but still loud enough that at least the leader can hear she tries to convey her observation "Unless these curse helmets can move out of their own accord I think someone or something else is up on the cliff to the right."
For now she resists the urge to reach for her weapon and thereby give away that she has noticed the hints of a possible ambush.
"Yes...! Oh, yes...!" Tananda cried out in pleasure as Nardeen impaled her with his meat spear, drooling lips devouring his length even as her walls contracted around his shaft, embracing his hard cock with her soft flesh. The presence of the two onlookers actually turned her on, as evident by how her pussy would squeeze down at his dick whenever she caught the two bandits leering at her with hunger in their eyes; after all, she's a noble and a performer, and all her life she had been the center of attention, which is the only thing she craves from her old life; and now, getting the attention she so deserved from these men aroused her greatly, as she shook her hip in tandem to Nardeen's thrusts.
As he nods, there is a screech, and a pair of arrows narrowly miss several members of the warband! Emerging from the top of the cliff, just twenty feet above you, several Grobbi emerge, holding bows, as they begin to reload!
As he fucked her, hips moving up as he held her partially against her mule, which seems to be ignoring this in favor of some feed, his face holds an expression of pleasure, ramming his spear into her depths, even as his subordinantes circled her, watching and waiting, occasionally hands moving towards, her, once finger tips brushing her breasts, even as their leader continues to rut upwards. Still, their eyes are locked on her now, hungry, even as their leader tenses.
Sense Motive DC 20
They have not had a woman in a long time, and have a great deal of backed up lust to deal with.
Ceana quickly checks if there is a way up the cliff that will allow her to engage the grobi in melee in a timely fashion. If not she will dive into the best available cover and get out her bow.
Celina tries to calm down as she looks to the boys."That was...quite something. The three of you were very quick thinking. This deed deserves a fire-side tale, to your mother no less! Wouldn't you agree?"
It is the old veteran that reacts first, as he hauls himself up the cliffside, his spear pointed up, as he makes the climb, his arrmor protecting him from the darts of several Grobbi. Still, from on high, the apperant leader of the ambush is extorting his followers, screaming at them, even as they shoot at the warband, and a sharp cry of pain can be heard, as the arrows strike true.
Still, they move quickly, taking out wooden planks, setting up a bulwark, as others take out their own bows. Still, it is an easy climb to reach them for one of your northern breed, even as you see the old man break the top of the cliff, his spear implaing an unlucky Grobbi.
It is a DC 15 Climb check, and a move action, meaning you can attack afterwards, though at a -3 penalty for two handed weapons
As she speaks, and Jaffar slits the lions throat, they puff their chests with young male pride, as an attractive woman praises their courage and wits! Still, Jaffar stills, taking a nervous breath of air. Yet, as the men clean their weapons, they nod, though Maa'iz and Nabeer seem more pleased and eager then Jaffar, as they agree with her.
Jaffar merely nods, and starts walking to the camp.
Climb check: 7(Roll)+11 = 18 success
Attack: 17(Roll)+7(Attack)-3(Mod) = 21
Damage 9(RollD10)+6(RollD8)+8 = 23 (might force Fort save because of a massive hit)
If this hits and kills the Grobi and a second one is nearby Ceana will follow up with a Cleave attack
Attack: 11(Roll)+7(Attack)-3(Mod) = 15
Damage 6(RollD10)+1(RollD8)+8 = 15
Ceana charges right after the leader, as quickly as she can. She is carrying her bow for emergencies only, up close with her sword she is simply a lot more dangerous. Her corded muscles tense as her legs push her rapidly up the cliffside, closer to her foes, and finally she is within weapon range, whipping out her mighty sword and swinging it at the hostile creatures in a deadly arc.
Your blade struck deeply and brutally, and a pair of Grobbi heads fall to the ground, the blade cleaving their necks, two in a single mighty blow! Still, as their bodies collpase, bows falling as shock and fear is on their faces, the others seem to be visibly shocked, though after a few screaming words from their leader, seem to hold, for the moment.
Still, just after you had slew two of the revealed band of thirteen, with only ten of the things remaining, the Old Veteran's spear darts out, and another Grobbi is struck through the throat, collpasing into the dust, as he takes out a shield. Still, the Grobbi leader is making a retreat, a short blade, little more then a dagger, being waved around, as he extorts the remaining warriors to kill you and him!
Still, as the four that are armed with crude looking axes move forward, fear obvious on their faces even as they outnumber you two to one up here, there would be the sudden flash of pain, as an arrow strikes you in the thigh!
But, even as his dart struck, half of the Grobbi archers where struck by several arrows, leaving but three remaining on the ledge.
2 Damage, and a DC 16 Fort save or a -5 penalty to movement speed until the damage is healed
Since Ceana has a DR of 2, shouldn't that shrug off the arrow wound?
If not, the Fort Save was 4(Roll) +4 = 8, so failed.
Next turn anotheer mighty swing with the sword, this time without the -3 I assume.
Attack: 19(Roll)+7(Attack) = 26 Crit confirmation: 6(Roll)+7(Attack)=13
Damage 7(RollD10)+4(RollD8)+8 = 19
If this hits and kills the Grobi and a second one is nearby Ceana will follow up with a Cleave attack
Attack: 8(Roll)+7(Attack) = 15
Damage 4(RollD10)+1(RollD8)+8 = 13
Ceana clenches her teeth and does her best to ignore the pain in her leg. First things first, apparently she will have to carve a path through their bodies if she wants to get to the leader, and so her sword whirrs around again, coming down on the next of the axe wielding grobbis.
"C'mon now, don't be shy!" Tananda giggled when she felt the men's fingertips brushing her breasts even as Nardeen kept ramming his dick into her deepest part, the pleasure of it made her feel light-headed. "You can touch me if you wanna." she offered before her hands reached down to grab the cocks of the two and squeezed them hard. "Or do you want me to touch you instead?" she asked as she began to rub their cocks, her hands move in tandem to with her hips and the chief's thrusts.
As the wound slowed you down, in the leg at least, it did nothing to impede the strength of your arms, proven as it desends, cleaving the first Grobbi in two, the force of the blow sending blood and guts spraying, and the remaining Grobbi seem shaken! Well, save for the one that stood on his right, as his guts spill to the ground, dead.
Still, even as only one is left holding an axe, the archers and remaining axe-grobbi nerve breaks, and their chief is clearly of the school of thought that it does not matter who is fater, only that he is faster then the others, as they begin to flee!
The damage was after DR, so two damage for you. That said, they are begging to flee, and you may use a free intimidate check
As for the Grobbi's locations, the remaining axe user is between you and the vet, with five feet between both of you. The Archers and Chief are running north, and one of the archers is inside charge distance... if you can make a DC 15 Fort will save to push past the pain
Nardeen frowned for the briefest of moments, though ressumed his pace, even as his underlings gasped, relief and pleasure clear on their faces. Five inches and a bit long, and just a bit over an inch wide, much less endowed then their boss. Still, as she jerked them off, they grabbed hold of her breasts, squuezing and caressing them, sloppy and inexperienced, at least compared to their boss.
Perhaps the keenest example of this would be that a mere two minutes after your hands touch their cocks, they give a cry, and warm seed splatters on your sides and palms, as their leader looks somewhat amused, as he continues to thrust.
Intimidate: 3(Roll) +0(Intimidate) = 3. With her massive chest and her skimpy attire Ceana apparently can only intimidate in a good way.
Fortitude Save: 18(Roll) +4(Fort) = 22. Combat discipline is another matter, though ...
So Charge, and attack:
Attack: 7(Roll)+7(Attack)+2(Charge) = 16
Damage 10(RollD10)+5(RollD8)+8+2(Charge) = 25 (Roll Fort against Massive damage if it does not kill him outright)
If this hits and kills the charge target Grobi and a second fleeing archer is close enough Ceana will follow up with a Cleave attack
Attack: 17(Roll)+7(Attack)+2(Charge) = 26
Damage 7(RollD10)+4(RollD8)+8+2(Charge) = 21 (Roll Fort against Massive damage if it does not kill him outright)
The leader clearly is the main target for Ceana, and despite her leg wound she should be able to catch him. At least she is determined to try. So she ignores the one foolish axe wielder who stalwartly remains behind throwing away his life for no good reason and rushes after the fleeing group.
One archer gets in her way, and her sword once again starts its deadly work.
"Hmmmmm..." Tananda let out a thoughtful and slightly disappointed groan when she found out just how unskilled the two boys were, but she supposed that given their lack of experience, it was inevitable. She actually giggled when she felt their hot seeds spilling onto her palms and sides, so soon after she jerked them off. "Don't worry, I'll teach you all about how to treat a girl." she favored them with a come-hither smile before she closed her eyes and focused on letting Nardeen take her higher and higher. "Oh, yes...!"
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