Ally smiled tenderly as her hands glided over the soft, luscious skin of the girl sharing her furs. "We go tomorrow night," she whispered. "Are you ready?" July looked up, her slim body quivering as the Gorean girl carressed her. "I-I don't know." she answered honestly. "You'll do fine. Just listen to Darkness, keep your eyes open-and run when we tell you...
It was the Day of the Boar, in the year 3302 in Norrath. Adventurers, both the mundane and the mighty, ran about, attempting to make the world a better place, while others plotted to make it better, but for themselves. Our story begins, and ends, in an orc- and gnoll-filled place known as the High Pass, the most commonly travelled link between the two halves...
Charlerion of Pelancir : Princil's Magic Ch. 6 (Part 1) The man who came into the throne room was unknown to her. Some name was given in heavy Grumandrian accent which she did not hear clearly. Her eyes were drawn immediately to the man, who came in accompanied by attendants or followers. He was a strange man, tall, athletic looking, in his late twenties pe...
Jennifer cringed back against the rough-timbered wall of the ship's claustrophobic cabin. The grinning, bronze-skinned barbarian advanced upon her in quick, sure strides, his immense, thick-muscled bulk blocking any possible escape routes. Crouching like a stalking predator, he nearly salivated as his eyes took in each of Jennifer's supple charms, cataloguin...
The radiant midday sun beat down upon The City, the rolling dunes beyond Its walls shimmering with heat like an open oven. The Market was alive with activity, and its lively, cobbled streets would have been dancing with heat waves as well were it not for the looming aqueducts above, whose gently burbling waters insulated the citizens below with a gentle, coo...
Through vibrant green foliage you can see Mount Vulcan rise high before you. Your hands brush aside leafy vines as you step out onto a rocky precipice. Your assistant Gogo follows after. The majestic mountain is a fascinating sight to behold. Bulky gray rock gives shape to impressive crags with small valleys as the huge mountain ascends skyward. Mid-morning...
The world ached and Cole wanted it to stop. He'd settle with the tightness behind his eyes or the rope that rubbed sorely against his wrists and ankles, but anything be stop the nausea-waves that came from the tender back of his head. He was also upside down or his captors were marching him across a grass ceiling, neither possibility helping his blurry eyes...
It had been a whole day since Tannah killed Gavwen and fled on her mare with Miala. She knew by now that one of two things had already happened. Either her misdirections had fooled any trackers they sent to find the two of them, or the raiders simply hadn't realized Tannah was gone. Gavwen's commanders didn't often bother him while he was their general, pre...
The Rutting Bull was the largest and loudest tavern in the loudest part of Torodon, a small but bustling trade city that was halfway on the road between several small kingdoms. The Rutting Bull attracted a diverse and sometimes disreputable clientele, as the city of Torodon was a famous haven for criminals, bandits, and travelling mercenaries who journeyed f...
She had smiled throughout the walk. Her clients were both kind women, well-versed in the arts of lovemaking, and nearly overly attractive to the elf. They'd shared many flirtations, grins, and a grope here and there throughout their journey from the Wyrm's Hide to the Dreaming Dragon. If she were to be honest to herself, Miria would have felt an almost siste...