CatScrezatio
Supernova
- Joined
- Nov 5, 2016
- Location
- The 5th Dimension
Fera Tanish was proud of her accomplishments. At the ripe age of 25, she had reached a level of success rarely seen by her people. The Kalvari were renowned for their brutality in the battlefield (and the bedroom) but amongst a race of warlords, Fera's name was spoken softly, out of reverence and fear, and she loved it.
The Kalvari woman was unimpressive in stature, for her people's standards. She stood at 6'10", with a lithe body and we'll defined chest and rump. She was toned but not bulky, her body had the hard muscles of a dancer. She was pale, almost pure white, like the rest of her race. Long jet black hair ran down her back to her waist. The woman had a thin face, with full lips and bright blue eyes. She was beautiful by the Kalvari's standards, by human standards, she was near perfect.
However, the beauty did not transfer inside. She was known for being a violent and ruthless fighter, any enemy she faced was defeated swiftly and those who she set her sights on, more often surrendered. She was lucrative in the slave trade, taking numerous species as slaves but she always admired the humans.
Her first ship of humans had been an wngineering frigate coming from their home planet, they fought hard even after they had been taken captive and begun training. Fera respected their ferocity, and she also got a sadistic joy out of training the humans, since they often required more punishment and harsher treatment. Despite this, she didn't keep any as slaves. Most of her captures were sent to the home planet or sold off at the slaver auctions. She considered keeping a human for herself, but most didn't appeal to her. They seemed too weak or unattractive. For such a high ranking member of her society and the captain of her ship, Fara felt the deserved better. She refused to take a slave that was already trained as well, there was no honor in taking a trained slave.
It was the morning that she quietly bathed herself and contemplated this, what would her deal slave be like? Sure, she already had several obedient slaves, but they belonged to the ship as a whole. What Fera wanted was a human who would specifically serve her. Then she got a message. The words flaahing in gold upon the wall of her bathroom. "Ship inbound, classified from earth, engage?" Fera smirked and nodded. It seemed her wish might be coming true. "Engage, killing only if necessary, bring all survivors on board."
The Kalvari woman was unimpressive in stature, for her people's standards. She stood at 6'10", with a lithe body and we'll defined chest and rump. She was toned but not bulky, her body had the hard muscles of a dancer. She was pale, almost pure white, like the rest of her race. Long jet black hair ran down her back to her waist. The woman had a thin face, with full lips and bright blue eyes. She was beautiful by the Kalvari's standards, by human standards, she was near perfect.
However, the beauty did not transfer inside. She was known for being a violent and ruthless fighter, any enemy she faced was defeated swiftly and those who she set her sights on, more often surrendered. She was lucrative in the slave trade, taking numerous species as slaves but she always admired the humans.
Her first ship of humans had been an wngineering frigate coming from their home planet, they fought hard even after they had been taken captive and begun training. Fera respected their ferocity, and she also got a sadistic joy out of training the humans, since they often required more punishment and harsher treatment. Despite this, she didn't keep any as slaves. Most of her captures were sent to the home planet or sold off at the slaver auctions. She considered keeping a human for herself, but most didn't appeal to her. They seemed too weak or unattractive. For such a high ranking member of her society and the captain of her ship, Fara felt the deserved better. She refused to take a slave that was already trained as well, there was no honor in taking a trained slave.
It was the morning that she quietly bathed herself and contemplated this, what would her deal slave be like? Sure, she already had several obedient slaves, but they belonged to the ship as a whole. What Fera wanted was a human who would specifically serve her. Then she got a message. The words flaahing in gold upon the wall of her bathroom. "Ship inbound, classified from earth, engage?" Fera smirked and nodded. It seemed her wish might be coming true. "Engage, killing only if necessary, bring all survivors on board."