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very very good Prias! go on with the good work!
But the battle didn’t give to Phylia the time to rest: the army is still advancing and most of the Wardens are still falling below the supremacy of the strength and number of the humans, but despite the desperate situation, no one of them is giving up and they are continuing to fight against an enemy they can’t clearly defeat. Then, while Phylia was again in the middle of the battle, some horrible screams coming from the direction where the elder tree is, suddenly caught her attention: are the humans attacking her sister and the child!? How they were able to reach the deepest area of the forest!?
Without more hesitations, Phylia immediately leaves the battlefield and runs to the elder tree to help Aily and the other novices, slashing and bringing down a huge amount of soldiers which have the disgrace to be on her way. More she is close to the elder tree, more the screams turn loud and bloodcurdling. She can’t clearly understand if they are just of elves or humans, the clash and the horrible sounds of the battle are confusing her fine hears and she can’t avoid being deeply worried for the child and for her young sister. Phylia runs to the tree appealing to all the strength she have, having no mercy for the enemies who try to block her path and soon, her blade and body are covered not only by her blood but even by the one of her opponents.
In her mind, there is just the image of the cruelty of the human’s race and Phylia can’t avoid to think at the possibility they can have killed all the child hidden between the roots of the tree, but when she finally reaches it, she can't believe to what she is able to see: a huge pile of swirling flames is rising up into the sky and a huge shadow stands in the middle of it fighting against the humans, defeating them one after the other. And not so far from that flaming pile, Phylia can finally see some of the child and her sister Aily singing a chant of the Spirits of Fire, a chant Phylia can heard for the first time.
Believe to what is happening right in front of her is difficult even for Phylia: Aily was able to invoke the most powerful fire elemental their clan known, the Efreet, the Lord of Flames! From what she heard during her whole life, no one in the village was able to evocate that Spirit and now, thanks to this, Phylia is sure of how Aily's skills are impressive, more than how she ever had expected. And now, probably, Aily is the only chance for the whole village to survive at the humans attack!Even if Phylia is now staring with her own eyes at that incredible and fascinating view, everything appears so strange to her, because usually she is the one who encourage Aily during difficult moments, but now the roles are reversed, with the incredible power of Aily giving to Phylia the courage to fight again with all her strength to survive together and to preserve their race. A sparkle of hope is now rising in Phylia and she is now ready to join Aily in the fight when suddenly a sharp pain makes her wobble, forcing her to use her weapon as support: a human, without she had noticed him, had sneaked to her from behind and had pierced her back with his sword, from side to side.
Blood was now spilling lightly from her wound and from the left corner of her mouth, but she doesn’t want to give up….she doesn’t want to lose everything which is important for her! So, appealing to the remaining strength she have, she kick the soldier right on his stomach, making him fly in the air just to land few feet away from her. But the human didn’t lose his grip on the handle of the sword, which is extracted from Phylia’s body with violence, causing more damage and more intense pain to her.
A copious amount of blood is now spraying out of the wound, making the elf fall on her knees and even if she tries to block it with her hands, she can just slowest it a little. She even tries to sing an healing chant, but she has lost too much blood to be able to do it and soon, at her feet, there is a pound of blood which become largest little by littlePhylia can clearly feel the breath of life leaving her. It’s a sensation she never had felt before and for sure, she was expecting to experience. Not so soon, anyway! She looks again at Aily, which appears so focused in controlling the Efreet and protecting the child, to don’t have noticed what was happening to her. But Phylia isn’t worried for herself: probably, sad days are waiting Aily and the child, but if they all survive they can build a new village and grow in perfect harmony with the nature, as they always have done till today. And probably, even some of the Wardens are going to survive at the attack of human and once they are all together again, they are going to prepare the new generation. The only thing that made Phylia sad is the fact she is not going to see them growing and from now on she can’t laugh anymore with Aily.
But suddenly, something else happen right in front of Phylia’s eyes: several shadows appear from the ground and rush against Aily and with her last breath, Phylia tries to warn her little sister:
“Watch out, Aily! Those shadows…. are aiming to….”
But she’s not able to complete the phrase. Phylia fall exhausted on the ground while those mysterious shadows are totally surrounding her and forming a vortex around the elf. Aily’s chant is being overwhelmed by the disgusting screams of those strange creatures, till Phylia can’t hear anymore Aily’s voice. Then, those shadows disappear in the same way they were appeared, taking Aily with her and leaving behind just the terrorized child. Even the Efreet disappear, probably because the suddenly interruption of Aily’s chant had broken the spiritual and the material’s world and now the child are defenseless and exposed to the soldiers which can now advance freely.
Looking at this, Phylia lost all her will and lose the grip on her weapon, the only thing which was helping her to stand and her knees, letting it fall down. At last, even Phylia fall on the ground while everything around her is blurring, until the darkness come. With the last strength she has, she hears the words of some humans talking nearby her.
“Sir, this elf is still alive…..what we have to do with her!?”
“Elves are rare in this realm…..we are going to take her and the others with us! Now hurry, we have more work to do…..”
Then she lost consciousness.
Slowly, Phylia's eyes are opening and a blurred image appears in front of her. Strange noises are all around her, something she can't recognize: her head is still too much confused and all her body is crossed by pain and when she tries to stand up, her body doesn’t answer to her will and Phylia fall again in the dust. The itching smell of the dust fills her nostrils and makes her cough, twice, and some drops of blood spill out again. Some gentle but strong hands grab and help her to sit on the ground, using the stone’s wall as support for her back, then they hands her a bowl with water, helping the elf in drinking from it. Trickles of water spill out of the corners of Phylia mouth while she is sipping greedily from the bowl….the water never had appeared so delicious to her as today, she was really in need of it!
Then, when she have finally finished, Phylia takes a look around at the place where she is, but she is still too weak and the place too dark to recognize it. Then, she takes a look at the one who was helping her. A human girl is right in front of her, wearing a gray robe that barely cover the half of her thighs and judging by what she can see, that is not a dress made of poor material and without any decorations. The girl have black and long straight hair which surround a young face with a sad expression sculpted in her blue eyes, but despite the appearance of the girl, Phylia can’t tell how old she is, she never had met humans….not before they came and destroyed the forest and her village!
It cost her a lot of sufferance, but at last, Phylia talk to her.“Thanks for the water, young girl……can you tell me your name!?
The girl smiles at Phylia and sitting near her, she answers at her question.
“My name is Kath and I’m taking care of your wounds from three days. You had slept all the time!”
Three days….three days had gone from the attack of the royal army at Phylia's village and now she woke up in a unknown place: she looks around again, then again at the girl. For being a human, she's strangely gentle and respectfully, something Phylia wasn’t expecting in a member of the human race, especially not after the first and only experience she had with them! After a moment of silence, Phylia talk again.
“I’m Phylia, an elf of the Everious’ Forest. Thanks for taking care of me for all this time, Kath.”
Without answering, the girl grab Phylia’s hand, as if that was a natural gesture, and even if at Phylia’s eyes the girl appears calm and quiet, her hands was trembling visibly. The girl was trying to hide from the elf her weakness and the fear she have deep inside her soul and Phylia is wondering why Kath is acting like that. Appealing to her gentle nature, Phylia tries to comfort her.
“Kath, your body is trembling so much….what happened to you!? And where are we!?”
And here we go with the first part!
The poll: Where are the two girls now!?
- In the hold of a ship
- In a cell of a slave market
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I'm trying to figured out both the situation at great line, but now all depends on you, my friends! are they in a ship traveling on see or at an harbor ready to sail, or a are they in a market where they gonna be selled as slave!?
Make your choise in the story thread and post yopur comment here!
I had play Fables 2 on pc…..gosh, i was pure evil at last! long horn on my head and a dark aura all around me….eh eh! That was sooo great!
most of the mods come from there….then, i find out others on a site now closed…
And yes, the mod offer big new fun for the games
I love Dragon Age….too bad i don't had finished it!
The nice thing of playong it on PC (as i do!) are the houndred mod made by expert fan! there are some really good and helpful!
there is a sexy version, of course…..short pants and shirt without sleeves!
The hot water and the steam of the shower are perfect to relax after a long wild night…..water glides over my skin when suddenly i feel hands touching my back.
“Tango is that you!?” a woman's voice ask me.
“No, Jane it's me…..” i answer her taking her hands and pulling gentle her against me, kissing her passionately.
With her body pressed on mine, her hand start to explore mine, reaching my hidden spot soon: the way she tease me with her finger deeply excite me and when her hand grab my balls i can't hold a moan.
“Hello HB my dear” she say, moving her hand up and down long my hardness “I'm so horny I want sex with you in this shower right now…..but you will have to be gentle I don't want to go into labour this morning”
And without waiting my answer she turn putting her hands on the wall and bending over a little, revealing her round and perfect ass. I grab her waist gentle and slowly rub my hardness against her soacked lips.
“I had promise to Tango to have care of you…..and i'll do it…..i'll never broke a promise to my Master!”
I press the tip of my hardness on her lips and slowly i slide inside….slowly to don't hurt her and to be sure to control my movement. I start to move in and out and every time i push my hardness a little deeper: i feel so hot now….the steam and the water, the sensation who run wild from my hardness to my brain…….gosh….it's something so hard to describe!
We are moaning like crazy while the passion rise and burn us more then this hot water who glides on us……i had to slow down my movement, the water make my hardness slip inside her more easy and, in her condition, i know we must be prudent. I decide to pull it out and start to rub the tip on her pinky hole: she react immediately and her body twists under its touch.
I lay with my belly on her back and my lips are now so close to her ear.
“Jane…..i think it will be more safe for you! can i!?” i whisper her gently.
To be honest, i don't like too much the low part of the dress…..the green top one was mooore better!
I don't know how to explain it good, but the passage to the decored one to the low border, looks strange, like if there is a blur effect……it looks a little fake!
And i'll thank you for your help till now! I own you a drink at the B&G!
I agree with Concerto…….it's frustrating when someone on your ignore lyst start to bother all yiour friends, lovers and spose. usually it's the begin of a stupid war…..stupid but who really pissed of people!
lol….a giant pea with wheels!
Tango……..lol! of course i'm kidding, guys…..i will never ask to shut up to a nice friend as Lover is!
BTW……the wait will be short, cause i have the story ready, just need to re-read it and make some correction if needed, then before the weekend ends, it will be posted here!
P.S.:
I ask again….it's possible to reset a poll and restart it!?edit:
'k….i find the answer my self….soon the first part, the prologue!
Just need a little favour……would someone of our friendly english speaker try to write a good description of the two elves, please!? some short but who can identify them well!
Take a look at what i had add under the pics of them!Whoever do it, will have my gratitude! :-*
Yes, small profile pics (or nothing, maybe!) will give us the chance to load username during searching more faster. Then, when we put the cursor on the name, the portrait can pop-up.
Uhmmmm…..Lover, i'd like to evolve Alita's request about kitty eras adding tail too!
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