a_libertine
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Fantasy Thread Idea
I have an idea for a fantasy thread set in the Forgotten Realms or a made up game world.
It essentially is a thread about a male drow that kidnaps a human or elven woman and enslaves her. Over time he trains and teaches her, the details of which we can work out while the thread is developing.
I am looking for one female to play the lead. Below is the opening post.
Please PM me with your interest. Include in that PM a sampling of what your responding post would be.
Thanks
Al
I have an idea for a fantasy thread set in the Forgotten Realms or a made up game world.
It essentially is a thread about a male drow that kidnaps a human or elven woman and enslaves her. Over time he trains and teaches her, the details of which we can work out while the thread is developing.
I am looking for one female to play the lead. Below is the opening post.
Please PM me with your interest. Include in that PM a sampling of what your responding post would be.
Thanks
Al
Vyrdrn arrived at the outskirts of the little village to see a roaring bonfire with people drinking and dancing around it. The celebration seemed exuberant and he shrugged a little showing his disinterest in their lives or activities. Whispering a series of spells, Vyrdrn turned himself invisible, gave himself armor, and made him immune to normal fire and wandered closer to his chosen victim and settled in the bonfire safe from discovery.
He sat watching HER and the human that her family proposed to marry her to. The party seemed to center around them, and Vyrdrn could only surmise that meant she accepted the proposal. The young human was beaming with pride, and not a little lust as he looked over at his intended bride. She in return looked full of trepidation, unsure if she were making the right choice.
A wry smile, one that made most people shiver in fear, lit his face. Before long he would take all choices away from her, and her soon to be dead betrothed. He watched the party for nearly an hour, people were stumbling about with the excess of drink they consumed. HER and her cousins were heatedly discussing something and that is when he decided to act.
Firing off one spell twice quickly nearly the entire town fell to the ground gently snoring as he stepped from the fire. Now visible, Vyrdrn turned and faced the small gaggle of women and looked up at them. Standing 5'0" he knew that he was far from an imposing figure, but red eyes go a long way to fixing that.
"Kneel" he commanded, and not surprisingly, SHE fell to her knees instantly. An arcane phrase rumbled from his throat and a crack of lightning shot from his outstretched hands, frying the cousins standing behind HER.
A strong hand clamped on Vyrdrn's shoulder and spun the much lighter Drow around. He looked up at the physically imposing man that would have been HER's husband. "I am going to kill you for this!" The human roared.
"No, you will die trying," Vyrdrn said flatly. Taking a half step back, an arcane phrase later and a gout of flame engulfed the much larger human, injuring him grievously. A small group of men were charging him and Vyrdrn pointed a small bead of fire raced from his finger, expanding amongst the men, blowing them to smithereens in a fireball much more potent than the average.
Turning back toward his victim, he saw her trying to crawl away. He stepped over to her and said, "Stop. Come with me willingly and I will spare the rest, try to flee I will kill them before I hunt you down and take you anyway." His voice was dichotomous to the actions he had portrayed. It was whimsical, musical, and somehow profanely erotic.
He sat watching HER and the human that her family proposed to marry her to. The party seemed to center around them, and Vyrdrn could only surmise that meant she accepted the proposal. The young human was beaming with pride, and not a little lust as he looked over at his intended bride. She in return looked full of trepidation, unsure if she were making the right choice.
A wry smile, one that made most people shiver in fear, lit his face. Before long he would take all choices away from her, and her soon to be dead betrothed. He watched the party for nearly an hour, people were stumbling about with the excess of drink they consumed. HER and her cousins were heatedly discussing something and that is when he decided to act.
Firing off one spell twice quickly nearly the entire town fell to the ground gently snoring as he stepped from the fire. Now visible, Vyrdrn turned and faced the small gaggle of women and looked up at them. Standing 5'0" he knew that he was far from an imposing figure, but red eyes go a long way to fixing that.
"Kneel" he commanded, and not surprisingly, SHE fell to her knees instantly. An arcane phrase rumbled from his throat and a crack of lightning shot from his outstretched hands, frying the cousins standing behind HER.
A strong hand clamped on Vyrdrn's shoulder and spun the much lighter Drow around. He looked up at the physically imposing man that would have been HER's husband. "I am going to kill you for this!" The human roared.
"No, you will die trying," Vyrdrn said flatly. Taking a half step back, an arcane phrase later and a gout of flame engulfed the much larger human, injuring him grievously. A small group of men were charging him and Vyrdrn pointed a small bead of fire raced from his finger, expanding amongst the men, blowing them to smithereens in a fireball much more potent than the average.
Turning back toward his victim, he saw her trying to crawl away. He stepped over to her and said, "Stop. Come with me willingly and I will spare the rest, try to flee I will kill them before I hunt you down and take you anyway." His voice was dichotomous to the actions he had portrayed. It was whimsical, musical, and somehow profanely erotic.
). PM me if you're interested 
