@moonblack Princess Silnariel slowly walked through the portal. Her homeland disappeared behind her, and a new sight showed itself in front of her. As she made a few steps, the portal closed behind her. According to the court mages, she should be in the middle of the only known island of Dead See. No one ever made it that far - all who have tried failed. Only through powerful magics, the kingdom was able to find this island. And the Princess was ordered to settle it. As she looked around, her retinue awaited her orders.
Princess Silnariel took a look at their new and unfamiliar surroundings before quickly giving out her orders. “Alright, spread around and scout the area. Search for spots that are suitable for building a settlement and for any resources we could use.” She commanded the peasants and the guards. “Andelia, stay with me and help me find a spot where I could try using my scrying spell.”
"Yes, your highness!" a number of voices answers the order, as the women spread out. "Of course, your highness." Andelia responds as she looks around. "But fine place we landed ourselves in - a swamp, almost. Before she can continue, a voice called for help.
“Could be worse-” Silnariel was interrupted by a call for help. “Already? Come, let's go see what is going on.” She sighed as she headed for where the voice had come from, alert for any potential danger. Hopefully it was nothing too serious...
As the princes and mage moved through the forest, they found pair of peasants in the water - one was in the water to her belt, other had water just reaching her breasts. As they saw princes one screamed- "Stop! Quicksands!"
As they heard the shout both Silnariel and Andelia froze. Fortunately the warning had come on time and they had not yet entered the water. “Don't move, we'll try to get you out!” The princess shouted at the pair, then started looking for something to use as a makeshift rope, for example a thick vine or a large-enough fallen branch, or even both. She had the sorceress help her search, both of them being very careful where they stepped so as to avoid any danger. If necessary they would use their spells to help them get a vine or a branch.
As they search, the Princes quickly finds a branch long enough for the closer of the elves to catch. That only leaves the problem with the one that is farther... and deeper.
“Okay, let's try and pull her out. Then, hopefully, the three of us will be able to find a way to help the other one.” Silnariel commented as she looked at the branch she had found and tried not to show her worry about the second woman.
The duo manages to pull out the woman closer to them - but in the meantime, the other woman sank even deeper into the water - now her breasts were hallway covered. "My lady! Save me!" She called with panic in her voice.
“We're working in it! Try to remain calm and to not move – you will only sink faster! Keep your hands and head above the water line!” The princess called to the panicked woman, then turned to Andelia and the just-saved woman. “We need to find something to help us pull her out. See if you can find a thick and strong vine, since I doubt there will be a branch that is long enough. Help me look and be careful not to end up in quicksand yourselves.” She instructed, then began looking for a vine herself, making sure to follow her own advice and avoid the quicksand.
Several of her subjects gathered around and looked helplessly. As she seeks through, the princes and the sorceress fail to find any vine or branch long enough. As they search, the woman sank even deeper - now the water was up to her neck.
@Mazoku The battle raged on as the remnants of nobility set an ambush for the Chancellor and his retinue. "Forward! Kill the rebels!" Countess Triana Avilés charged, followed by blond Baroness Ana Isabel Ferrer. The magic beasts were quickly overwhelming the republican forces. As the nobility clashed with the Chancellor's bodyguards, Alcheamie used her magic to evacuate them. In a surge of magic, they disappeared. They arrived into new land. Chancellor Emilie, Alcheamie and Reise, found that they were not alone - the two noblewomen advanced upon them, with their weapons raised.
Silnariel grit her teeth as she tried to think of something. They lacked any tools that would be of help in this situation, and none of their spells were meant for this sort of thing - even Andelia's flame tiger would be of no use in a swampy area like this. “Fuck it, I did not come here just to watch helplessly as one of my subjects drowns!” She declared as she stripped naked and left her dress and underwear on a patch of dry ground nearby. She did not care that everyone could see her nude form – a life was more important than modesty and her dress would only get in the way. She then grabbed the branch that had been used to save the first woman and began moving toward the sinking elf. “I'll get as close as I can and use the branch the pull her out as much as I can. I hope the rest of you will be able to pull me out somehow. Use whatever you can.” Her tone made it clear that the decision was not open for discussion. (OOC: Yeah, not letting one of my subjects die right at the start of the game. Way too soon for that sort of thing.)
"Are you sure this is what you want Countess Avilés? You'll have no way of getting back if you kill us!" Emilie regrouped with Reise, they had gotten separated by the earlier fighting and couldn't rejoin or risk using magic to transport himself over, but without any soldiers or beast between them, the latter quickly positioned himself between the advancing noblewomen and his chancellor. Reise raised his lance along with his shield, using the large frame of his steed, a horse as pale as him, to cover Emilie as he began chanting the spell meant to launch an arcane bolt. If they considered his bluff even for a second, it was a second won. Neither of them could see Alcheamie until they looked up. She was gracefully jumping higher with each step she took in the air, the hems of her dress fluttering in the air. Her chant was similar to Emilie's, though more complex as the spell was meant to conjure several bolts of magical energy. "In the name of love and the heaven above! Love Seraph Alcheamie will punish the wicked evildoors standing in the way of my sweetheart's plans! Arcane Sparkle Barrage!" Directing the spell in the general area between the noblewomen. Emilie almost turned his spell on her, this affection of hers, while not entirely one-sided, had not lead to anything official. Or would, if he had any say in the matter. Fun and excitement was all well and good, but even he had a limit whereas hers seemed boundless. Reise didn't need to hear Emilie's spell completing before prodding his horse and sending it galloping in an arc, lance lowered and in a trajectory to hit the baroness, leaving the way clear for the chancellor to cast his spell without fear of hitting his friend. He didn't talk much, or react to anything with any truly enthusiasm, but he was always a steady and clear voice when he chose to use his few words. A great listener. A surprisingly passionate lover. If Emilie could figure out to merge the two of his two closest companions together then he could die happy. "Arcane Bolt!" Stretching out his clutched hand then releasing the sphere of crackling purple energy toward the countess. Likely just the first opening move, but it was his and that could make all the difference.
@Auraicide Safiyah kept moaning as her, now adult man plunged her pussy. She took another step forward. She was dangerously close to the portal. She arched as her body climaxed - again. Her son was simply the best. Another step forward. "You have to understand, I do it with a heavy heart." Her son panted into her ear, and all she could do was to moan in response. Step closer. "The council grumbles that I am a puppet." "Ah!" She moaned as she took another step. "I need to become my own man. You cannot babysit me all the time. The portal was really close. "But I knew, you would never agree to leave me undefended." Her face was almost touching the surface of the portal. "So I am ordering you, as the ruler of Sultanate Of Tel Iskakuk, to conquer us more lands. You are forbidden to return until I call you. You can call for reinforcements." He said calmly as he pounded his mother from all of his might. The woman arched as she started climaxing. "I love you." He whispered into her ear, driving her into yet another orgasm. He pushed her forward. Safiyah fell through the portal and landed on the glass. Her body continued climaxing as her golem stood on guard and the portal closed. As she finally came to, she found herself in a new land.
After some reader awkward manoeuvring, the Princess managed to reach far enough for the peasant to grab the branch. Slowly, she managed to bring her closer. At one moment, she thought something moved underwater, but soon she saw it was merely a fish. Finally, the woman was in her arms, shaking from fear and excitement. They managed to survive the first half-hour without looses on the island.
Bodies pressed together, just the feeling of silk of the bed sheets touching her skin as she squirmed. For someone who used to be so shy, he had grown up to be so commanding. She froze for a moment as he yanked on the cold iron chain clasped around her neck, pulling her face right against his to deliver a deep kiss and assert his dominance. The restraints weren't comfortable, but they only added to her burning need to convulse against his body being claimed as his woman. It was all her idea anyway. Making a deep moan to him having let out another load deep into her pussy, they began to slump against each other, relaxed in the afterglow of a relationship nobody should ever have. "But that will be a long time away from you." Pouting partly mockingly, she allowed herself to relax and feel the sperm seeping into her womb. Would she end up pregnant? Would her reward for completion of this mission be to give her a baby? That kind of scandal would be....cupping his cheek for a moment, gazing at him lovingly, she was somewhat reluctant to do as asked, but she ultimately had her practical duties to the dynasty. "I could never refuse my man's orders." ╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴╴ It wasn't much longer after she ended up in what looked like an almost new world entirely....lush green, and a breeze in the air, which gave her, her first realization. How little her clothes protected against the wind. She was really off to do this, with nothing but her wits, cunning, and a magically crafted super soldier. The odds were against her. As the hulking figure approached to stand by the plains, Safiyah took a look at her surroundings. "Well. Our first move should be to understand where exactly we are, is it not?" Taking a look to the soldier of stone, with almost admiration for her own creation, she then glanced to the plains. "There should be enough of a breeze to do some recon and see what we got. It doesn't matter for you, but try to keep out of sight and avoid a panic. I'm much more fragile." "They'd all die before they could even get to you." Offering his input, it actually made her laugh a bit. "Oh, aren't you confident? We'll still need to know where we are, so survey this place a little." Leaning against a tree, she crossed her arms as she thought about what the next steps should be as Razaeng looked for a high enough place with a proper current to take off and scope out the area.
The noblewomen seem completely uninterested in cooperation, only ending the lives of traitors. As Alcheamie lunches her bolts, she manages to successfully make to noblewomen split apart. One of the missiles even gazes Countess's shoulder. Reise and Ana both charge on each other, despite the obvious advantage of Reise duo to his warhorse, the baroness skillfully managed to dodge his charge and even managed out a slash on his cheek. She didn't even stop and started charging at Alcheamie, preparing to attack her. As Emile lunches his magical bolt, his aim is off, due to Countess's speed. She is known for her martial prowess, and it seems the rumours were not baseless. As the bolt travels over her head, she charges at Emile, her intention to finish him with her ax. {the dices have spoken! - it was pretty close.}
“Well, that went well... for a rather broad definition of 'well'...” The naked princess sighed as she held the woman she had just rescued. “Sit down and relax for a bit. Might be a good idea to take off your dress and hang it to dry, too.” She told the still-shaking elf and smiled at her reassuringly. “You too.” She added as she looked at the other elf that had gotten in trouble with the quicksand. The she looked at Andelia and the other elves that had gathered there and had helped her pull the unfortunate woman out. “From now on until we have scouted the area everyone is to move in pairs, with one person doing the scouting and the other standing ready to assist if necessary. Be very careful – I doubt quicksand is the only danger here.” She commanded, then started looking for a place to sit down and wait for her body to dry before getting dressed.
As she checked the area, she found a high hill she could use for a low glide, and a rather high mountain - climbing it would take her anywhere between hours and days. As she was considering her position, she found that there was a collar lying near the place she landed. The same she wore when her man used her in bondage.
