A Demon's Body, An Angel's Heart (Fantasy RP, PM INTEREST)

Born in the dark elf race in the deep underdark, I, Talak Vlendask, a simple soldier and servant of the house of Hournem, have been sent to the surface to guard an outpost in the dark Shade Forest. As we have heard about a party of adventurers coming to take out the outpost. I do not like it, I am an oddity among my people, I do not like slavery, nor do I like it when family turn agaisnt family. But I am the best warrior of my house, thus I have been ordered to do many things I hate, and I have done what I can to avoid performing these orders and with as little punishment as possible, it was a game between life and death, which could end mine if I did as little as sneeze wrong.

Now I stand here, acting as the leader of the male soldiers, while the priestess and the red sisters act as our commanders. I can kill the red sisters, the priestesses and the wizards instantly, they might knwo this but their arrogance of femine superiority makes them blind to what we low males can do. I look at the forests around me and draw a deep breathe, the air of the surface was much thicker then bellow in the Underdark. Oh well doesn't matter, I like this thick air, makes me feel warm in the lungs.

I look at the cages in the camp and frown, there's children, women and men in more then fifty cages, over four hundred people, of three hundred are in cage, the rest in chains attached to the cages to pull them. Fingering my longsword I brush a lock of slver hair out of my face and look at the center of the outost where the priestess and the red sisters were going over a map and the list of slaves. I feel my hand clench around the handle of my blade, I am a drowish blade master, I held my blade like it was my soul, and yet... and yet... I couldn't desire more then to throw this away for freedom, if I only had a chance I'd kill them all and free myself from this accursed life.

And surprisingly my chance came, reports of a group of elven adventurers had been captured during one of the raids today and were to be taken in magic reducing chains into the cages near my guarding post. I snuck towards the cage during the food break in the evening, huddling, emerging into the shadows, I swiftly moved and was soon at the cage, the guard dead with a blade through her heart and lung. Hunchung at the corner of the cage by the stone wall of the ruins the outpost consisted of, I got my first view of the elves, and from the tales I had been told I'd never imagined this. They were beautiful, lightly tanned skin, tight clothes of silk, leather or other materials, large breasts, finely tuned bodies and curves that could turn a beholder's eyes. There was eight of them in total, two of them seemed to be the leaders as they held themselves with charisma and leadership.

"If you wish to be free I have a request, I too wish to be free, help me kill all of the slavers and let me come with you, I do not wish to remain a warrior whose blade is ordered to kill family, children or innocents. I don't care if you believem or not, the fact is that if I help you, I want your help, it's a fair trade. Now keep silent, I shall remove the lock and the magical reducing shackles on your wrists. Remember, I will help you, but I want your help in return." I swiftly swung my blade and it cut through the steel cage's bars and I pulled them off and with careful rpcision I cut off the shackles, releasing the elves, they were all magic users, druids and arcane archers it seemed so we were in luck, my physical skills are great but even I do not know how to blow out a firball from my hands.

Silently moving we took down the guards, one by one, it didn't take a while to clear out half of my fellow guards and the slavers in the outpost. But by then the red sisters and the priestess had noticed the lack of people and ordered the camp searched through for intruders while the three prepared their magic to take on us, thoguh they didn't know where or who we were.

Leaping forward from the shadows I move through the guards wh odoesn't stop me, thinking I am there to report to the red sisters and the priestess, but when I reach them I perform one of my more advanced techniques, the whirlwind attack, and with a blade sining through the air I cut their bodies with my magical blade, them agic paralyzing them for twenty four hours. Beofre the guards could understand what had happened rained a shower of magic and arrows down upon them. The wizards were taken out first, elaving only the guards, which were easily to defeat.

In the end the four red sisters, the priestess and four guards, two female and two male, were taken prisoners and put into one of the cages they had put the surface people who were now free and looting the outpost for food, water an equipment. I saw that most of the people were elves, halflings, humans and magical beasts. The magical beasts left the camp as soon as they were freed and disappeared but a few remained, to weak, to young or to used to caputre to leave.

As the former slaves were trying to come up with what to do, as they were now homeless as their villages had been pillaged, I spoke to the two leaders of the elven adventurers, a druidess and a whip wielding wizard, who was specialized in summoning. "I have helepd you and the slaves escape from your fate as sacrifices, sex toys, trade items and servants in the Underdark, now it is your turn to return the favour. I want my freedom from the race which I was unfortunate to be born into, I wish to be free to choose who I am, but I cannot do this alone, this I know very well. Thus I want to join your group, as adventuring drows are not untold on the surface." The six lower ranked members of the adventurers looked a bit unsettled but the two leaders were eying me a bit oddly before smiling, and I had a strange feeling that I might have gotten into something worse then the underdark.

The Two Leaders of the Adventurers

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Druidess(Left) The Summoner(Right)

Talak Vlendask

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OOC: Hmm this dusty old thing should get a bump, it's a feeling I have.

Sarina stretched sore muscles scars mared her creamy skin, two different brands that seemed fresh stood out on her shudders. Her long silver hair that was still stained with blood fell down her back and across her shoulders rags that barley covered her seemed to almost fall from her body, her cage had been different among them all, covered with a heavy but pitch black blanket, her punishment for not pleasing the man whom she had been loaned to the day before, now it seemed they kept her alive just to torture.

Her ice blue eyes searched the area, the other slaves had kept their distance from her, she was the rebellious one, the one they feared would have gotten them punished if they even associated with her, her gaze finally settled upon the dark elf she wandered if it had been him who had set them free. Feeling even more naked in the darkened forest she reached over grabbing the blanket that had laied over her cage during the day and pulled it close covering her small figure.

what made him help us she wandered as she slowly approached the man she wasn't sure exactly what had happened and what didn't all she knew was her body did indeed hurt from that days lashings, dried blood seemed to cover places on her back but she hid herself beneath the blanket.

Sarina stumbled letting her small hands catch her self against a tree trunk and she slid down her knees pressed to her chest I've been a slave since I can remember what will lie ahead for me she now questioned herself. Looking to the group of traders he had shackled and caged her icy eyes widened in fear but soon that fear faded as she it was she who was out side but none the less she was still in shock and her body weary and sore.

Sarina tipped her head looking to the moon begging for a hint of some kind of controll, the one thing she wished to hide, even from the dark elf, was her confusion, and even her emotions. Dropping her eyes she watched him with compassion in her eyes "I thank you for the kindness, but truthfully I haven't a place to go maybe just maybe could show me a place...." she let the sentance go un finished hoping he wouldnt take her words the wrong way,she bowed her head embarrassed of her predicament she was nearly naked and still needed to figure out where she would get cloths that would actualy cover her body.

OOC: Errr... I am a bit confused by the post.

Talak just looked as the other slaves began to gather things to leave the camp, this young elf was the only one who wasn't doing anything. She seemed to be in shock for some reason, apparently not noticing that she was free and not another slave anymore. Talak took a gentle on on her shoulder and lead her to the tent of the priestesses where he knew there would be clothes and healing potions to help her recover from the ordeal.

"Lay down on your front on the bed." He stated as he pulled out some red healing potions and had her lay on her front, he poured the red liquid into his hands and began to gently smear it over her whip marks and brand marks. The brandings and the deeper scars wouldn't disappear even with the healing potion but they would fade a bit and the smaller scars would disappear. He spread the potion over her body like a salve, tracing her curves with his strong fingers, watching as the scars slowly began to heal by the magic of the potion.

As he kept smearing the potion into her body he could smell a musky scent in the air, a scent he was well familiar with from the sexual orders of his old mistresses, she was getting excited.

Ooc: yeah I just read over it and seen my mistakes and confused myself tumbling child and phone lost train of though and left pices out =( will fix it..


Sarina laied down on her stomach, shivering as she felt his hands work like magic along her skin, she murmured a soft thanks as her slender body began to relax even though she knew she was getting excited from such a simpel act of kindness.

Turning her head slightly she knew that her blush was evident among her cheeks her warm eyes catching glimpses of him as the scars began to fade, reaching back she slid her finger tips across where one of the brands were, slightly disappointed now she knew the marking of a slave would be there although faded it still felt deep. Shifting a bit more as the rags that covered her slid down, she seen the cloths that had laied in a small piles "I must thank you for your kindness sir" her voice was soft but held shyness to it as she slipped her arm around her front hiding her small firm breast from any one view as she slowly pushed herself up on tender knees now kneeling on the be her back pressed against his warm body