Land of Ero's : Quest - the Red root tribe

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Re: Land of Ero's : Quest - the Red root tribe

Post by maxxxxxy » May 25th, 2013, 1:20 pm

Edwards reaction, perfect. He certainly seemed to have a good sense of humor. MIkays reaction, unpleasant. She made a large number of assumptions, as Zemerik had earlier. The food neither needed to be drained of blood or salted if they ate it all right now, the thing was only like five pounds. Plus most of its blood was gone by now anyways, removing all the limbs and then opening up the stomach and removing vital organs followed by carrying across the forest had removed most of the blood. Yonas Vassal liked her meat juicy anyways. Then she went off about some religious nonsense that wasn't even worth acknowledging. Who was she to push her beliefs on anyone? The world was full of religions of all paths. Plus she had no way of knowing what had been done with the kill. Overall it was a very childish outburst.

Zemeriks reaction however was perhaps the most pleasant. The fright had caused him to unleash his wild magic, that he had made many claims already that he could control. Clearly he had no control at all. Why did he have a bag of potions if he was going to use his magic the second he was frightened? Its not like anyone who attacked him would calmly announce their arrival and let him know of their intentions. He showed the entire party that he had lied about his levels of control and released lightning right at Yonas Vassal. Lightning wasn't exactly something that an average person had time to react to, but luckily it stopped....wait...what?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ENTER LIGHT~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The living lightning observed its surroundings. It was perhaps the first of its kind to do so. It's mental commcection with its spell caster had been severed which meant forming its own conscious mind and taking everything in at once was overwhelming. It attempted to talk but everything came out to fast and high pitched making it sound jumbled. It tried again, talking slower this time, and succeeded.

"I am...Light. Who is it that has summoned me, who has attempted to control me?"

Getting the hang of its speed the elemental rotated itself to look at each of the four party members, expecting an answer.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Yonas Vassal, who had by now dropped both the head and the carcas, answered the question while simultaneously drawing her knife and using it to point.

"There's your mage, Zemerik the Wild."

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Post by Milkatron » May 26th, 2013, 10:30 am

As Edward began to walk over to the rest of the group, Zemerik...erupted. Seems that Wild Thing was living up to his name. Edward's face quickly turned from a smirk to a look of sheer terror. Wild mages were dangerous when they lost control. Edward slowly paced back, eyes glued to the center of the lightning's power. And then it spoke.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!"

With an incredibly girly scream, Edward immediately turned and ran as far as he could from the elemental, dodging a low-hanging tree branch before finally taking cover behind what was left of a stone wall.

Shitshitshitshitshitshit. In unfamiliar territory, with unfamiliar people, now staring down a lightning elemental, Edward began to fear for the future. That scream didn't exactly do much to hide him, either from the elemental or from the truth of his real persona. This had gone from not so bad to very bad far too quickly.

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Post by RavenVess » May 26th, 2013, 1:02 pm

Mikay gasp feeling the charge of magic. It was clear that Wild One took and used magic, "Fuck!" she yelled as she quickly took cover behind the tree looking over at the Lighting thing in just fear pulled over her. As she quickly and throw away anything that was metal thinking this lighting would act harshly toward the steels of her blades. As she was trying to keep from letting her fear from taking over her action much as it had done to Edward that was running away.

As she couldn't fully know what to do as her summing spells was not up to stuff to the wild one it seemed that his lighting attack just turned into a elemental. She growled but she had to do something to help their leader because without their leader they wouldn't fully know what the hell we was supposed to do. She growled even more as she looked on to see Zemerik passed out and see that The Dirty Blood White Woman did nothing to help him... He made had made it still if she hadn't done what she did one would had not done what they did as she growled more. She could feel her flowers slowly begin to open.

With another growl from her slowly deforming body left her deadly mouth slowly turned into a smirk.
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Re: Land of Ero's : Quest - the Red root tribe

Post by nocrose » June 2nd, 2013, 11:06 am

Zemirik was still very unconscious in an unfavorable situation. The living lightning spell had turned to a lightning elemental of immense power ... Meanwhile the crash of lightning in the middle of the forest not only caused the situation at hand ... but in the distance who knows what may have seen the mysterious cloud spouting a single bolt of powerful light down into the middle of the forest of ruin. Steam rolled off of zemirik due to his burst of wild magic that he could not contain. Some of his skin that was visible had what seemed to be burns that would glow blue but very slowly appeared to be healing.

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The orc shaman smiled as she saw that he was staying silent when honestly she knew couldn’t speak her tongue. Then she said with sarcastic glee, “It seems the depths of humiliation are not enough for our scaled guest. Girls, place him back on the throne, make him as erect as you can, and tell the blacksmith I need five studded bars made of silver big enough for our dragon friend, if you know what I mean.” The orc girls smiled and giggled with glee. They knew what was going to come next. They were going to mark this dragon in way he would never be able to forget. It didn’t take long for the orc girls to call over more orcs to help get the dragon out of his cage, practically dragging him to the throne. The throne was a device made for the dragon by taking two large wooden pillars thick enough for him not to rip them out, placing chains on either end, and pulling it tight so the dragon could sit straight up where his member would stay secured with a wooden platform underneath where an orc girl could just sit down onto his already tender member to breed.

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Post by aremihc » June 9th, 2013, 8:36 pm

The dragon continued to refuse to acknowledge her, turning his head even further away and keeping his body slack in his cell. He had learned the hard way of an infuriated orc girl’s strength and his own vulnerability, and so to avoid anything much like a collar he found by facing the wrong way in his cell and playing dead made a form of passive resistance.

Of course it wasn’t enough, and when he was righted into the throne and the chains bound his wrists, body and legs his hands slid into the grooves of his front claws on the two pillars; formed by the clenching of his hands in the heat of the moment. He sagged dully as his already hardening shaft was positioned through the seat; for shamefully enough this throne and pose had brought him pleasure, and not even his will anymore could hold back his body’s anticipation.

It was only now did he have a mote of doubt at his refusal to oblige the shaman’s request, and as he shifted, grinding his hindquarters against the ground in this begging position, his shaft wobbled in its wooden locator. It was hard to feel pride, but continued defiance was the only thing that kept him from breaking in his rested mind.

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