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(Pathfinder Battle Harem: Thirteen Keys) Ch. 1: Beating Hearts, Mystic Dreams, Stone Men

Tenshi

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It is the 105th year of the Age of Lost Omens.

Long ago, Aroden--perhaps the most powerful hero in the history of Golarion--raised the Starstone out of the Inner Sea and became a living god. For the next four and a half millennia, the Inner Sea Region was gripped by a great sense of empowerment. It seemed that there was nothing humanity--or demihuamnity--could not achieve. Dark dragons were slain. Empires rose and stretched out through war or trade. The world was explored and mapped. Magic, science, and hope made dreams of prosperity and greatness seem within the reach of the meekest farmer in his feild. It was the age of enthronement.

It ended on the day Aroden was prophecied to return to the World.

That day, a god fell dead upon the streets on the Island of Absalom.

Here in Taldor, a land where Aroden walked and worked wonders millenia ago when he was still a mortal warrior-mage, his loss is deeply felt. Their empire is gone. Their nation is rotting away. Coruption and poverty are on the rise. Decadent nobles celebrate by night, feasting while their people starve, only to whisper into their cups in the dead dark hours after midnight that the end of their nation, perhaps thier world, is upon them.

Some places, though, where the sky is gray, the hearts of ordinary people still embrace hopes and pursue dreams.
 

Logan Albrecht

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A wizard's tower is rarely the site of peaceful and simple dreams. In a place dedicated to the absolute understanding of one of the most ancient and unknowable forces in existence, it is rare to have a sleep unmarked by the magic that surrounds. Dreams of splitting the heavens besides the lightning, plunging into the icy darkness hiding in the velvet ink of the night sky, flinging mountains at unicorns and dueling giants with enormous quills. Most are enjoyed, dismissed, and forgotten. But some linger far longer than they should, clinging to the mind even when none of it could truly matter.


A star, falling through the heavens. A city lost as the star strikes the earth, cataclysmic flames tearing nations asunder. Clouds of ash swallowing the fire and all else in their path until all is gone, and cold, and dark.

Dark. Cold. Nothing.

Light, two pinpricks of brilliance in an otherwise empty void. One shines light, searing bright in a swirling radiance of countless colors. One shines dark, murky shadows in a whirling tempest of writhing black. Their illumination shines forth to reawaken the world. Countless motes appearing in the silence, pulsing and shining with light and darkness of their own. The motes begin to move through the haze of conflict, gravitating towards the shimmering souls. Some burst into brilliant light and gather into a tide of illumination. Others writhe with shadows and gather into a storm of destruction. Larger and larger the forces grow, light and dark warring together, tiny motes gathering into massive and unstoppable forces. The silhouettes of two men can be made out, one of pure light and the other of pure darkness. Swords appear in their hands, clashing together in outrageous war.


Martin would always wake up at that moment, gasping briefly before groaning and falling back down onto the bed. "Again with this," he muttered aloud, no one to hear in his room save for the cat sound asleep upon his desk.
 
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The deep forest teemed with life as it had for generations, to many it would seem a foreboding place full of hidden danger. For Iseldra, this was home and she walked paths few knew existed and was as one with the creatures who dwelt there. Her mind though had been troubled, a dark brooding that had been building for months until it became impossible to ignore. She could feel her young (for an elf) life at a cross road but knew not where either fork led, or really even how to find the juncture. Such stress seemed most unnatural for an elf, her father suggested it was time for her to take a mate. Her mother, who sometimes had the gift of sight or so it seemed, suggested she immerse herself in the forest and wait for enlightenment. It was her mother's advice that brought her to the small grotto where the water rushing from the cliffs above seemed to surround her and drown out all other sounds and even thoughts. Before entering she reached out, feeling the life of the forest around her as if for one last time. Convinced all was calm around her she stripped herself of clothes, weapons, and gear; laying each item neatly for her return. She then entered the grotto, letting the water fall over her pale body, caressing each curve of her naked body as if pausing from it's race to the sea to enjoy the stunning beauty of the young elf maiden.

The water scrubbed her body even as the sensations cleansed her soul of all distraction. She relished the coolness of it, her skin seeming to glow in the reflected light of the noon day sun making a brief appearance in the otherwise canopied forest. Slowly she emerged, droplets of water eagerly clinging to skin, only reluctantly falling to the earth as they found no grip on her unblemished flesh. She knelt and fell into a trance. Isledra rarely dreamed and when she did they were never so vivid as it was now. Though her body remained perfectly still, her eyes under closed lids were frantic with motion. She felt as much as heard the forest screaming. A darkness was consuming it as if it were flame but the flame's light was dark and all consuming. She tried to fight her way to the source but it was always just out of reach. She was frightened and angry, desperate to protect her forest even as it was consumed all around her. The more she tried to fight the dark flame the more all encompasing it became. In her dream she turned outward, away from the forest that seemed beyond saving. Only then did she get a glimpse of a light so pure and glowing she knew that only it could save her forest and herself.

She ran towards the light, encouraged as it grew stronger and more present. It began to take form, that of a man, a human. Iseldra had never met a human but had heard stories of them and how their passions and lusts could build great cities and destroy ancient forests. She could barely imagine that a human could be the salvation her forest so desperately needed, but as she basked in the comforting light of this human figure, she knew she must go to him. His light was her salvation and with that realization she woke from her trance with a start. Still kneeling she could tell from the setting sun that she had been here for much of the day. Her memory of the dream beginning to dissolve like a morning fog, but the sensation of that light covering her body was still vivid and strong. She had an unfamiliar aching deep in her core and she slowly realized for the first time in her life, she was aroused. Puzzled she dressed slowly, almost reluctantly as she fought the desire to touch herself in ways she had never considered before. She must return to her village and speak to her mother, perhaps she would know what it all meant.
 

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Nicole dreamed the dreams of sulfur. Of fire. Of the flames and passions of war.

Of breaking down an enemy's walls and administrating fair justice.

Of rescuing fair damsels, and fair men and......

That's when she woke up, moans softly escaping her lips.
 
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Tenshi

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On the south banks of the river Porthmos, the city of Elsekulp rises from the farms and gently rolling planes of the heartlands of Taldor. A mere 70 miles upstream from the capitol of Taldor—Oppara--Elsekulp distinguishes itself from that gilded city with thousands of years of fine sculpture, from deceptions of heroes and gods on pedestals beneath the streets to demonic gargoyles leering down from the rooftops. As stone statues are more difficult to haul away than gold gilding peeled off of a tower top, Elsekulp now maintains more grandeur than the capitol, though one needn't look far to find a vandalized statue.

It was here, in the tower of the wizard Abidan Vrance, that Martin dreamed, as did his fellow apprentice Nicole.

One night, while the moon was full and sooty gray clouds hung low in the sky, dozens of winged figures crossed the moon above the city.

High atop a spire of an abandoned temple to Aroden, a femenine figure alit. She was young, but well formed, with strut-wings. She looked looking out over the skyline.



“Is this the city from the divination, Amethyst?” the winged teen inquired.

Another winged girl landed beside her, a little older, lissome and lithe, with purple skin that shimmered like jewels in the moonlight. “It is,” she replied. “It has to be.”



“And when we find the Enemy, and the Brides who have saught him...” the first girl's eyes danced in desire.

“We will kill him,” she whispered, “And bring his girls to our Master. And he will rewards us...

“Yes,” the younger winged girl whispered. “We will join the ranks of his brides and become living gods.”
 

LeaT

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Lea's dreams had become dark and restless, a swirling darkness calling to her, beckoning her to accept its embrace. Originally she had thought her dreams had stemmed from her career change from largely financial crimes such as pick pocketing, burglary, even robbery to the much darker profession of assassin. While killing from a distance took a certain technical precision, perhaps more critically it took cold blood, especially to do it for money. But lately she began to realize she was not alone in her dreams, the dark presence was almost palpable. It troubled her even as it tempted her. She had always had a certain streak of wildness to her, the desire to break a rule for the simple thrill of it, but she hadn't really been what one might call evil. The presence in her dream however was evil, evil incarnate it seemed to her. She feared that evil might consume her, that she might begin to kill just for the enjoyment of it. She had always been dispassionate about her targets, just a payday that in most cases had it coming. There were few innocents in her world, except maybe Martin.

The subconscious thought of the young apprentice brought a light to her dark dream. Piercing through the darkness was a light and though she couldn't make out the figure at the source of the light, somehow she knew it was Martin. It was crazy but made sense in that dream state that was consuming her nights. Her body writhing and tossing under the light sheets of her bed, her long black hair tangling about her as she panted and struggled in her dream. She was struggling to reach the light, to reach the simple farm boy turned apprentice magician. Part of her laughed at the thought of giving her maidenhood to the affable boy, but somehow she knew it was the only way to escape the beast in the darkness.

She woke with a start, a powerful ache deep within her needing to be filled. It was near midnight, late for most but not at all an unusual time for a girl of Lea's talents to be wide awake and alert. She dressed herself all in black, better to blend with the night, even with the full moon shining brightly. She looked again at her contract, one way or another there would be no going back after tonight. She would either fulfill her contract and slip forever into the darkness, or she would need to flee this city. Little did she know she was not the only hunter in the city this night.
 

Logan Albrecht

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Every couple of nights the dream returned, and if Martin's master had been home than perhaps he would have asked about it. But the master was away on important business, whatever the hell that meant. Last time the 'important business' had turned out to be a three-week drinking and slaying binge with some of his old adventuring buddies. Which left Martin with no one to ask about his own dreams, or anyone who might have recognized them for what they were.

With a frustrated sigh he swung himself out of bed and tossed the covers aside, his body bare save for his smallclothes. Even back on the farm he'd never been the most physically imposing specimen and a few years of minimal food and study when he was on the streets certainly didn't help. But he'd remained fit enough, his body lean and tougher than it looked. It was also completely awake now; even though it was the middle of the night the dream had left his mind reeling and his body on edge. Clearly sleep was no longer an option. With no better ideas he quickly dressed in a simple robe and lifted his hand, a small sphere of light appearing to guide his path through the tower.

He moved carefully past the other bedrooms, hoping to avoid waking Nicole. There was no point in both of them staying up so late. His light glimmered in the shadows and doubtlessly peeked under her door before he was on his way downstairs to the small lab on the second floor, Simone the cat silently following with a complaining flick of the tail. If he couldn't sleep, he may as well study. With Simone hopping up onto the alchemy table, still warm from yesterday's experiments, to curl up and sleep once more Martin picked one of Master Abidan's tomes more or less at random. Sighing a little he set it down on the table, flipping it open and beginning to read. His sphere of light separated into four and hung themselves on the ceiling, light streaming from the open window out into the night.
 
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Two different men haunted Nissa's dreams. A different one came to her every night.

In the arms of the first—a radiant silhouette--the snake girl found love, family, hope, and power, but also a desperate struggle against near impossible odds.

It was the other man who came to her tonight.

She could only see him as a shadow, broad backed, massively muscled, riding at the head of an army of unspeakable horrors. No matter where she tried to hide, he found her. Tentacles of shadow wrapped around her arms and legs, drawing her towards him. The dark figure forced burning kisses onto her lips, her breasts, her body... Onto her most secret place.

“You are mine.”

His tongue lapped at her petals in the dream, tempting her to surrender to him, come to him, accept his dominion over her. Accept his power. Draw the world into the abyss at his side.

His tongue lapped at her clit, driving her closer and closer to the edge of shame and surrender and ecstasy....

* * *

“Nissa.” An ebony hand on the snake girl's emerald shoulder shook her out of the ngihtmare. “Nissa, wake up.”

Their campfire had faded to cherry red embers. Two eyes like wide red coals met Nissa's with sympathy, concern, fear. “You dreamed of him, didn't you?” the ebony girl asked softly. “The other one? Like the shadow of a god, forcing himself on us? Tempting us to be his...” The ebony girl shviered.

Nissa remembered now. This was Trish—a cleric of the sun goddess. When they'd first met on the road three days ago, N'Trish'Ta songfire had been having trouble finding willing companions on account of being a dark elf, despite the blessings the sun goddess had given her, despite how freely she shared those blessings with the needy. They traveled together, and after the first night, they'd shared with each other their dreams of the first man, the silhouette of light...

“We have to be close, Nissa,” Trish whispered, giving the other girl a tight hug. “I think he's in that city... I think we'll find him tomorrow.”

The ebony girl squeezed her emerald hand. “I don't know how long I can hold out if we don't...”
 
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There was a three story manor house across the road from from the tower of Abidan Vrance. Creeping up here, along the statuary strewn rain gutter, Lea would find a hiding spot overlooking the main room of Abidan's front door, a door through which Martin might exit to tend the gardens, or just take in the rising sun.

* * *

Guided by her dreams and her mother's council, Iseldra made her way to the empire of Taldor. It was a dirty and decadent place. In places, towns had rotted away--where their statuary hadn't been carted away for new houses in other towns. In others she found vast tracts of clear cut forests, with men chopping up the wood and smoking the chips into charcoal before haulling them off to citties.

Smoke hung thick over the citties.

Somehow, this was where her dreams guided her, to one great city, near a river, filled with old buildings and ancient statuary.
 

EmyStorm

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Nissa was feeling very bad in a way and very aroused at the same time. She hated that feeling, its not what she wanted for herself but having a very powerful man to subdue her and to make her submit to him was something deeply arousing. Nissa was strong as she was a warrior and the idea of a fat and ugly man claiming her made her shiver. That was one of the deal her parents wanted to put her into. They wanted her to marry a very rich human fat merchant so they could use his wealth and made their own profit overtime. Nissa didn't want any of this and she would never accept for them to decide who she had to love and who she had to mate with.

She had some adventure and she perfected her abilities and her fighting style fighting with a weapons in each hand. She was a deadly whirlwind of blade when she was fighting and she wasn't afraid of many thing in this world beside losing her freedom. When she heard about the deal her parents were making, she decided to move out and go live on her own. After a couples of days, she started dreaming about the two strange man. The first one made her heart beat with fire, love and passion. The other one made it beat for power, lust and greed. Both of them in her vision where powerful and attracting but the second man was starting to more and more intense.

The passion in her body and the need to be melted in an embrace of passion and love was getting ever stronger. Her body was also starting to build itself for her to carry a child more and more and she sometime fear that she will start laying eggs like a chicken does, which would be a bit odd. She was ready to be breed and she knew it deep inside but she didn't want the second man to claim her. Trish was right, if they don't find him soon who knows what they could do. They could go to him and they would regret it for sure. Nissa was sweating and panting as she woke up by Trish word.

She look at her and smiled to her "thanks a lot Trish, those dreams are getting stronger and worst each day. I don't know how long i would be able to resist going to him". She sigh and frown a moment before look at her friend and at the city in the distance "I truly hope you right Trish".
 

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From her vantage point on the rooftop of the manor house across from the wizard's tower, Lea could see the garden and the intersections on either side of the tower. The tower rose higher yet than the 3 story manor but Lea was fairly certain Martin would not be in the highest levels without his master present, or so she hoped. Still she kept herself still and clad in black would not stick out too easily to a casual observer. It was comfortable enough in the cool of the pre-dawn hours but would get unbearable hot as the sun rose. Hopefully her task would be done long before then, though she still struggled with the idea of killing the apprentice wizard. It didn't make sense on the face of it, Martin was a nobody, just another apprentice eager to learn magic. Who would bother, not to mention pay, to have someone like him killed? That would have bothered her in any case, but then there was her dreams, so vivid and telling. She felt her heart racing in a way it had never done before taking on a job like this. Was it simply the fact that she knew Martin, had liked him as a friend? No it was more than that, she didn't know why but she knew it was something more, something special. But still, she had a job to do and if she expected to survive in this town, she needed to get it done.

As the sun was just peaking out over the horizon, Lea's focus was broken by 3 approaching figures. One from the East, two from the West, each seeming to be ready to converge right at the tower or the manor. Lea wasn't one to believe in coincidences and watched as the figures approached. The lone walker was slightly ahead and seemed intent upon the tower. As she got closer Lea could see she was an elf, beautiful as most elves were. She had an unexpected pang of jealousy as she watched her approach the tower and ring the bell near the door. The presence of the elf would complicate her shot, but her emotions were the more challenging factor.

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Iseldra had risen before the sun, eager to reach her destination and hopefully answers to her questions and she hated to admit, satisfying her inner ache. The desolation of the woods as she approached the city made her heart weep. The sudden exposure to the open sky had her senses on edge, like a rabbit wary of a hawk. She felt too exposed, too out of her element. Her blonde hair and fair skin seemed to glow in the dark wastes of a dying city. Still her mother's magic led he straight towards the tower rising high above the surrounding buildings. She knew he was there. She thought she could feel eyes watching her, more than one pair but she dismissed it to her feeling so exposed in such an unfamiliar environment. Still she kept her bow ready and one hand on a sword, she had heard tales of the dangers of human cities, but unlike a rabbit she was far from helpless. She passed through the small garden gate and spied the bell rope. Suddenly nervous as to what she might say when she finally met the great wizard she sought for her answers. Still her need was too great for delay and she pulled the rope twice and waited nervously for a response.
 

Logan Albrecht

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The book was a rather dry treatise on the use of alternate spell components and alchemically prepared materials as potent reagents. It would have been quite interesting on another day, such as the first time he'd read it. Now the review and the author's persistently dry tone seemed to be accomplishing what a soft bed could not; Martin's eyes were drooped half-shut when the sound of a bell started him awake.

"Nng," he grunted, rubbing at his eyes for a moment before glancing outside, expecting to see daylight or at least the warmth of dawn. But instead the city was still asleep, an odd fact that his half-asleep mind took an extra moment to process. Who on earth was here at this hour? Simone, giving hermaster a brief look of disdain for being so slow to awaken, stretched herself out before hopping towards the window.

Outside, the tabby feline effortlessly jumped from the windowsill down along stone ramparts until she was perched above the front door, looking down at the elven visitor with haughtiness that could rival the proudest of elf lords and a slightly twitching tail.

Martin was slower, shaking himself awake as he moved down the stairs followed by the small, glowing spheres of his magic. Brushing the last of the sleep from his eyes he unlatched and opened the door. He'd been expecting a city watchman or some local in desperate need of a potion, blinking in surprise when he stood face to face with a stunning beauty. "Oh!" With a friendly smile he nodded his head in greeting, speaking in fluent, albeit accented, elven. "Greetings, daughter of the forest. Master Abidan is away, I fear, but I'd be happy to provide you with any assistance you may require."

When his head lifted he paused, brow furrowing slightly in confusion. There was something...familiar? Something satisfying about seeing her, as if he'd been waiting for her to arrive. It was an odd thought, but it was swiftly replaced by ones that made him glad of the darkness. It would be difficult for her to see the sudden color in his cheeks as he tried to cast the thoughts aside. He'd only just met her, and he should absolutely not be thinking of laying her down on his bed and-
 
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N'Trish'Ta Songfire



The silver haired girl's eyes glowed softly gold in the depths of night. Nissa could see her clearly now, a white on black line drawing of a svelte dancing girl, slender enough to be one of her kind. Trish leaned in and kissed the other girl gently on emerald lips. "Let's get an early start," she whispered. "Maybe we can get to the gates before the morning crowd lines up. We'll find our bright lord together, right? And if the dark tyrant tries to lure us to him again, we'll resist him together."
 

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Iseldra could feel the closeness of Him burning inside of her, making her knees tremble slightly even as her core tingled with desire. She noticed the tabby and smiled up at it but right away noticed this was no woodland creature, she could have sworn she noticed actual malice in its eyes as it stared down at her. It was a crazy thought, her senses must be playing tricks on her in this unfamiliar setting. As the door opened she inhaled at the sudden sensation of being so close to Him, her heart seemed to leap in her chest even as her brain thought there was some sort of mistake. His greeting was clumsy but polite, spoken as someone who had learned the words but had never fully immersed themselves in the culture. It took her a moment to find her own, usually firm and beautiful voice, and when she did her words were stunted in a very uncharacteristic manner. "Ahem" She cleared her throat more to buy time for her brain to process what her body had already declared, than to make herself clearer. "You say your master is...away? Are you certain?" Even as her mind declared this couldn't possibly be the One she was looking for, an pale and elegant hand reached out and touched his shoulder, slipping down gracefully to his chest in almost a caress.

***

"Cursed she-elf whore!" Lea cursed under her breath from three stories above and across the street from the scene at the tower door. She had aimed at the base of the neck blonde elven beauty but did not fire. She was tempted to cut her down, her jealousy raising so powerfully as she watched him touch Martin as if she were flirting with him. She didn't consider that the elf was as conflicted as she was, perhaps even more so, in her feelings towards Martin. However seeing the young man she had so casually taken for granted so obviously desired by another female drove her to a passion that distracted her from her mission. Lea prided herself on her dispassionate coolness but watching the two of them her icy blood heated to the point of boiling. Her finger put more pressure on the trigger and she had to pull it away to keep from mis-firing too soon. "What the hell is she doing here?" Lea asked herself as she lowered her crossbow and looked away from the scene at the door, trying to distract herself to regain her composure. She scanned the sky for no real reason other than to notice the first shades of pink and blue announcing the sun's imminent arrival.
 

Logan Albrecht

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There was indeed some malice and irritation in Simone's eyes, though most of it was borne from the simple fact that it was far too early for her to be forced to deal with people ringing bells, making noise, and taking her away from her highly important naps. But just as Lea across the street cursed Iseldra's actions so too did Simone narrow her gaze, letting out a brief meow of complaint.

Martin didn't quite notice her stunned demeanor at first, too busy being briefly grateful for the baggy robes he wore. There were lots of good reasons to wear them; comfort, lots of pockets, and the fact that she hopefully couldn't notice the fact that he was becoming rigidly hard. For some reason he couldn't vanish the thoughts of laying her on the bed and spreading her legs, taking and claiming her, marking her as his. If she'd bent over and asked him to do it right there he might have, a profoundly surprising thought for the apprentice wizard. Her voice finally brought him back into the moment with a crash. Her question came with a caress, a shudder briefly running through him as he fought the urge to invite her upstairs. Not for the first time he remembered the knack he had for enchantments, how easy it would be to 'convince' her to do just about anything...

Clearing his own throat he took a step back. That was not a road he wanted to start down. "I'm sorry, but he is," he said perhaps a bit quicker than he meant to. "My name is Martin. Is there anything I can do?"
 

EmyStorm

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Nissa look at her new found friend and smiled to her. She was glad that she met her on the road three days ago. She was walking toward this strange city that was calling to her like if it was a beacon of some sort. She was minding her own business walking through the forest when she was suddenly surrounded by several man clothes in rags. Nissa look around and try to find and escape route but there was to many man for her.

The thug chief demanded her gold and jewelry and when he saw her slender body and femininity, he ask for a little more then just her stuff. She refused and try to fight them, she use some of her power mostly to stop and disarm them because she hated to kill. she always have thought that killing put a mark on her soul tainting her and making her move toward the darkness. The thug were also fighting her with sap and blunt weapons since they didn't wanted to kill her either but as she thought, there was to many for her to fight efficiently. Soon she had been beaten, bruised and overwhelm. She was naked and to weak to resist the thug leader when he order his man to hold her so he could claim her body.

Nissa still tried to struggle not wanting to loose her most prized treasure this way. He was about to enter her inner sanctum when one of the man behind them was knocked out cold. A strange girl with black ebony skin look at them holding a scimitar in one hand and having a strange glow in the others hand. This had made the men holding her release their grasp. Nissa took this opportunity to push the men away from her, the leader look at the new girl that was fresh and able to fight and decided to took off letting his prize there.

Nissa had fallen to the ground bruised and exhausted. She felt her tears filled up in her eyes and started crying both in joy that she was still a virgin and from the pain she felt. the black girl helped her to get on her feet and gather her stuff back before the thug return more numerous. The girl use some magic to heal Nissa wounds and Nissa felt deeply in debt to her. Nissa submissive side made her want to be closer to the girl that just save her from a very bad fate. They moved together since then when they both found out the made the same dream, It put them even closer to each other.


Nissa look at Trish and at the gate while the sun was starting to rise in the easter sky. "I can't go back to sleep after this nightmare, so let make this useful and let get early in town, we might be able to find him but i think going to an inn or a bathhouse before wouldn't be a bad idea either".
 
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Not far up the street, Lea would notice two very strange girls approaching. Both were slender, feminine, and graceful. One shimmering emerald green skin. The other made no pretense of hiding the ebony flesh that marked her as a dark elf! Snow white hair tipped with red die rippled int the morning breeze. Matching ribbons did, too. The elfmaid was wearing the revealing garb of a ceremonial dancer in the temple of the sun goddess Sarenrae. The scimitar on her hip and golden medallion in her cleavage fit that mold too!

“We're close, Nissa!” the ebony girl sing songed, almost tearful with relief. “I can feel his radiance, can't you?”

She danced up into a run, staring towards the garden gate around the tower.

Instinct jerked Lea's eyes in the other direction. A peace of demonic statuary was rising to it's feet, wings flaring wide!



Three other gargoyles revealed themselves up and down the street. Had she really been so distracted that she didn’t notice the extra statues?

Now is a good time to roll inaitive!
I'll be back in a few to roll for those who haven't.
 

Logan Albrecht

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From his position in the doorway Martin could see wings suddenly rise, his eyes widening. "What on earth?"

10 for Initiative
 

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From Lea's perch she was able to see the full extent of the ambush. She didn't fully understand what was going on but she clearly sensed the danger that presented itself around Martin. Her mind suddenly cleared and she raised her crossbow and took a shot at the closest of the gargoyles to Martin's door.

Isledra's proximity to Martin had apparently overwhelmed her normally keen senses. Even as she watched Martin's eyes grow wide and look past her, causing a momentary sense of anger at feeling ignored. She heard the growl of the wolf and then the danger became apparent. Suddenly feeling the need to protect Martin she drew her sword, placing herself between him and the danger.

Lea 5 on D20
Iseldra 2 on D20
Not my lucky day!
 

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Nicole took exactly that moment to start waking up, the cold night air string her from her sleep.

"Unnuh?" The curvy blonde remarked, her breasts practically spilling out of the soft nightgown. "Martin, who's coming in at this time of night?"
 

EmyStorm

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Location
Quebec
Nissa felt a shiver coursing throught her spine and she saw the winged beast coming to life and falling from the sky.

She draw crystal dagger out and made her stance ready to fight.

Initiative: D20+4= 13+7 = 17
 
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Tenshi

Tenshi

Supernova
Joined
Jan 30, 2010
Location
In the Moonwood, chasing unicorns.
The flaring of wings confused Trish. The dancing girl's scimitar sang out of it's sheath, but there was a gargoyle upon her faster than she could properly react. The ebony girl heard a strong weight hit the sidewalk before her. She staggered back beside her emerald skinned friend, barely avoiding a grasping claw...

Only to find herself falling right into the bear hug of another demonic creature behind her!

The second gargoyle smirked. He gave the dancing girl's right breast a squeeze, then wrestled to hold her!

Lea and Nissa could see this happening clearly. It all occurred right next to Nissa!

Isseldra, Martin and Nicole could hear the screams, and the struggles, right outside the garden gate and 30 feet up the street. The could hear wing beats coming close, too, and see one demonic figure rising above the garden wall!
 

LeaT

Star
Joined
May 3, 2014
Even though Lea had been camped out ready to place a well aimed bolt into the young apprentice, as soon as she saw that he was threatened she could think of nothing but wanting, no needing, to save him. She was in a perfect position to strike anyone outside the door of the tower and instinctively took aim at the demonic figure closest to Martin, and consequently Isledra as well. She had no real desire to protect the she-elf but only reacted to threat to Martin, suddenly desperate to see that no harm come to him. She gave no thought to the other girls being attacked just down the street, they would need to fend for themselves.
 
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