A berserker’s voyage (Closed for milkmaiden38, and Shadowlace)

[milkmaiden38]

Jabnil

“I may look divine, but I’m no angel” Jabnil said as her wing disappeared.

Asbjorn used his fingers and tongue on pussy. It felt amazing. Jabnil had always thought when watching mortals having sex, how much fun they were having. Now she felt it for herself. The pleasure was intense. A little taste of heaven here on earth. In no time, jabnil was gasping and squirming under Asbjorn’s tongue.

"OHHHH!!" Jabnil cried out as an orgasm rocked her. She tried hard to hold her position, so that Asbjorn’s tongue could continue its contact with her pussy and clit. But her muscles, all over her body, were firing uncontrollably; even her face was contorted in mysterious ways. The pleasure waves were intense, but finally she regained control over her arms. She pushed Asbjorn’s head away from her crotch, as her thighs clenched, and her pussy twitched wildly.

Her pussy juice smelled so wonderful to Asbjorn.

"Fuuuuck!" Jabnil exclaimed in a quiet gasp. “That was amazing. I love sex, this is better than rum!”

The candle in the room sputtered and the room grew darker.

“Light” she commanded her magic sword which stood in the corner. A soft romantic glow filled the room. The light was being reflected off the sword’s hilt and scabbard. A muffled voice with pompous tones came from the scabbard “Coruscation provided”.

Jabnil ignored the voice. She cooed as she rubbed Asbjorn big cock. She turned around “let’s start by putting it in my mouth” she said toi Asbjorn.

She kissed the cock head. She looked at it. His cock was beautiful. A thick massive proud cock which seeming to pulse in large jerks as she stroked his shaft.

“I’m going to have fun with this!” she moaned as she licked around the head of his cock. Besides the sheer size, Asbjorn’s cock was also very hard and throbbed in excitement. Jabnil opened wide as her mouth slipped over the end of his urgent throbbing pole. Both of her hands were stroking his thick cock and her lips slid down his shaft.

Asbjorn was standing by the bed as Jabnil was half bolstered up by the headboard. Jabnil had taken on her human woman form while they had been in port, so her angelic wings were not to be seen. In this position Wulf could reach down and have access to her swollen and excited pussy.

Always the gentleman, his big hand was on her pussy, fingering her very wet clit. Jabnil moaned in pleasure as she felt the now familiar tingling in her pussy as she got more excited. If Wulf’s aim was to increase the suction on his cock, it had worked. Jabnil sucked harder on his huge cock as more of that giant thing went into her mouth. Jabnil lips glided back and forth, up and down Wulf’s cock, taking in as much as she could. At the same time, she continued to stroke the lower part of his huge shaft with both her hands.

It was not long before Jabnil’s was sucking more wildly on his cockhead as she pumped the rest of his shaft with one hand. Her other hand massaged his balls. Jabnil pulled her mouth off his cock as she licked the tip of his rod. Her tongue flicked down his shaft and she ended up kissing his big balls. Her hands continued to stroke his shaft as he moaned in pleasure. The fact that Jabnil was a virgin in sucking on cock, added to his excitement. He could feel the pressure in his loins growing as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation of her mouth and hands.

Jabnil stopped licking his balls and worked her tongue back up his shaft. Once she got to the top, she opened her mouth wide again and took his cock back in. She started pumping her head up and down on his huge cock as fast as she could. Jabnil looked determined not to stop until she made him cum.

Asbjorn was ready too as he bucked his hips into her sucking mouth. Jabnil matched his thrusts as she sucked harder on his massive cock. After 3 minutes of intense sucking everything came together perfectly as Asbjorn grunted in pleasure and exploded in her mouth. Jabnil could see his cock throbbing and pulsing wildly, as the giant thing squirted its load. Asbjorn thinking Jabnil’s mouth was full after his first few squirts withdrew his cock and blew huge strings of long thick strands of cum over Jabnil's big breasts.

Then something strange happened, Jabnil cast a healing spell on Asbjorn cock. Suddenly it was like he had not cum yet. His cock was still rock hard and full of juice.

“Don’t worry about cumming… we are going to be at this all night long” Jabnil told him.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gilda

Gilda awoke as Kunk carried her toward a house. She assumed his house was her place to sleep.

Gilda did not know what to do. She liked this mayor. He seemed to be an honest and forthright person. She could see past his scales to his wonderful heart and his noble spirit. The story about his lost love was heart wrenching. … tonight she could be his Evirial. The half-elf, he had a deep crush on, but never told her his love. She knew what that was like … He was a good man should not be rejected based upon his race. But she also liked Asbjorn. He was heroic, smart, noble and handsome. There was a glint in his eyes that made her heart skip, every time he looked at her ... his confidence …his baring … He was what she most wanted in a man … and there were no scales on his body! She might come across as a stuck-up princess, however, she was like everyone else. She sought love and a compatible partner for life’s journey. She was no different than most other people.

She thought for a moment and made her decision.

“I can stand, please put me down” Gilda asked Kunk.

He did and she stood. She swayed a little bit. “Is this your house” She asked

The Mayor’s eye lite up “Yesss, I thought it would be the most comfortable place to sleep off your brandy. I plan to prepare you breakfast in the morning” The mayor suggested.

Gilda eyes steadied on Kunk “Did you plan on anything else happening tonight?” She asked.

“No” Kunk said firmly.

“What if I wanted something to happen tonight?” Gilda asked

“Are you certain?” Kunk asked

“Yes” Gilda replied

“Then, I’m your ssservant in this matter … I cannot ssay no to your lovelinessss” Kunk said bowing to her and Gilda place her arm around his “Lead to a night of pleasure… and tell me if you wish for me to look like Evirial” Gilda asked as Kunk escorted her into his house.

 

[Nico231]

Asbjorn was getting a blowjob from Jabnil, but as he was pondering how many loads he could give her, she used a spell on his cock, giving him back his energy. He lifted Jabnil up and onto the bed as he lined his sword with her scabbard.

He began to kiss her on the lips as he thrusted in all the way, her wet pussy able to accept his entire cock. He got a whiff of her sweet smell and started to pound her pussy with reckless abandon. “You must be a virgin, you’re tight as hell!” He said as she clamped down on his girth.

A few minutes later, he got close to climax, and sped up his thrusts. He slammed his giant rod in as deep as he could and then started to cum. A hot sensation filled Jabnil that she never experienced before as he coated her insides and filled her with semen. It was so much that it started to ooze out of Jabnil.

“That was good...” He pulled out and watched her pussy overflow and push out his cum. “You got me horny so now I’ll fuck you for a long time!” He didn’t give her time to recover as he fucked her pussy again. His cum served as lube, allowing his thrusts to be more fluid as he stretched her angelic pussy.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Asbjorn’s fingers preformed two deft flicks straight over the top of her engorged, bulging clit... that did it. Jabnil howled, as her pussy exploded in orgasm and her body jerked and thrashed wildly. She came like crazy in another powerful orgasm. She was only slightly aware of what happened next, as she just let her climax have its way with her. She remembered greedily redirecting Asbjorn’s still spurting cock to her mouth as he finished his orgasm. She was dizzy and delirious with pleasure as she passed out in the afterglow of her orgasm, her body reveling in the contentment.

Asbjorn was gasping for breath. He had fucked her five times already and pleasured her many times between the fucks. The evening had been miraculous and the pleasure he had felt was so concentrated, so extreme, it had burned itself into his mind. But he decided it was time to go to sleep.

 

[milkmaiden38]

The next morning

The next morning arrived, but it came quietly on soft cat feet. The sun which had just risen over the horizon could not be seen. A thick fog had settled over the hamlet during the night and visibility was limited to one block. With almost no light making it through the fog, it was still quite dark. In this eerie and still setting, Gilda guided two pack mules with supplies towards The Swamp Donkey Pub. The supplies and animals were a gift from Kunk. The lizardman had a few of the town’s folk work during the evening to prepare them for the trip.

Gilda had gotten up early and had inspected their work. Everything they needed for the trip was provided. She thought about what had happened after she and Kunk had left the pub. A smile spread over her lips as she remembered the evening. Kunk had been a gentleman and caring lover.

“I wonder if I should tell the others what happened?” She said to herself. She decided for now, not to tell them a thing. “Don’t kiss and tell!” She said to herself.

She had dressed for combat this morning. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, lest it get in the way during a fight. Her ample breasts were held captive by a bluish-silver adorned leather corset. In her hand was her magic staff. A cape of deep verdant green lay draped over her shoulders. In her waist belt were her two long daggers. Her legs were clad in a pair of skin tight black leather breeches. A pair of brown calf high boots completed her outfit.

Soon Kunk joined her.

“Thank you again for last night.” He said with a smile.

“I forgot to ask you, which did you like better, Evirial or my current appearance?” Gilda asked.

“A difficult choice… both were ssso lovely. But if I must pick, I like your current form” Kunk admitted.

“Why?” Gilda asked

“For a lizardman, your warmth is pleasurable. Your current form has more surface area than Evirial” Kunk explained while looking at Gilda large breasts

Gilda laughed.... "More surface area!" she said

 

[Nico231]

Asbjorn yawned as he filled Jabnil’s mouth with his essence. He saw she was asleep, so he laid down to rest spooning her as his cock buried itself in her ass. He slept soundly through the night and held her tight like a bear holding its cub.

The next morning, he couldn’t see outside the window. He got out of bed and got dressed, then he went downstairs. He exited the pub only to bump into Gilda. “Apologies fair lady, I couldn’t see you there.” Asbjorn couldn’t see well on account of the fog.

Asbjorn went back in due to the poor visibility and saw Bilynn at a table. He sat next to her and said, “Morning Bilynn, how did you sleep?” He ordered some barley porridge, something he used to have all the time back in Ogrund as barley porridge, along with Skyr were the primary viking breakfast foods when it comes to protein and energy.

It arrived with some berries and honey for taste. He added a bit of both to his porridge and started to eat. People still stared at him from behind, the cloak made them think a bear had ordered breakfast. He was still thinking about Jabnil and the sex he had with her, as he was lost in thought.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gilda

“Let’s go check on the others.” Gilda suggested to Kunk.

The two walked into pub, finding Asbjorn and Bilynn easily.

“Good morning” Gilda said to both of them, but her eyes were on Bilynn. She knew the elf had set her up the night before. Bilynn saw the eye contact … she was wondering what the powerful mage might do.

Bilynn broke the silence first “Gilda… I’m sorry about last night … I was teasing you”

Gilda smiled back “I’m sorry for being such an ass yesterday … friends?” She said back.

“Yes” Bilynn agreed

“… I think the gods are on our side! … fog … this is prefect to mask our departure … as long as everyone remains quiet … we can slip away like ghosts!” Gilda said “And we have the mules with supplies”

“How?” Bilynn asked

“Kunk” Gilda said clapping the lizard on the shoulder.

“So it went that well … you are amazing!” Bilynn said shaking her head.

A few minutes later, Jabnil wearing her cloak joined them as well.

“I have found something I like better than rum. Sex!” she told everyone. Everyone laughed and were in a better mood.

They finished breakfast and head out of the hamlet. Kunk was leading the way, and guiding two of the mules.

“Asbjorn, Kunk has told us there is an undead serpent creature in the swamp. So time to get your game face on … we are going to be kicking some undead ass today!” Gilda told the big man

Kunk just couldn’t resist saying something to this comment “…or running like hell … most likely” he added under his breath.

 

[Nico231]

Asbjorn saw Gilda and Jabnil enter the tavern’s main room, and waved to them. Throughout their hearty banter he smiled and even chuckled. Happiness was a rare emotion for Asbjorn, being hardened by battle and war tends to kill happiness.

He finished his porridge and stood up from his seat. “I’ll wait out front with the mules.” He said as he walked out. He checked the things inside of the packs and saw some supplies and food for the journey.

As he looked around, he heard a cooing noise and when he looked up, he saw a pigeon flying towards him. He would’ve drew his axe and cut it down, but he recognized this bird; it was the carrier pigeon belonging to King Hans.

The pigeon perched on his shoulder with a letter in its beak. Asbjorn took the letter and read it. “Asbjorn, I need you to come back to Hoarfrost. Agate, The Witch of Winter has taken my dear daughter, Princess Lyra. Any local militias who enter her manor are not seen again. You are perhaps the strongest man from our fair kingdom, and I require you to save my dear daughter. I also heard of your exploits and how you are currently in Hulnoque Swamp, so get to the coastal city of Lapron next to Hulnoque Swamp. A ship will be waiting to take you home. -Signed King Hans of Hoarfrost”

Asbjorn held the letter and before anyone could see it, hid it in his pocket. When the girls came out to meet him he acted normal. He was bummed out that after making friends in Aerovia, he needed to come back home and assist with saving his sovereign’s daughter. “Such is the life of a Skogmann...” He told himself.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Into the Fog

The fog was getting thicker as they moved deeper into the swamp …people could only see the person in front and behind them.

"I can make short work of any undergrowth or obstacles." Kunk thought as he cut down any growth in their path. "A path even a blind mammal could stumble through.” He thought

But after an hour Gilda suddenly saw Kunk's lizard face appeared out of the fog before hers as he led the two mules with the supplies.

“The trail is easy to follow now. Elves’ have excellent hearing. Perhaps Bilynn should be in the lead?” Kunk suggested

“Ok” Gilda agreed.

Bilynn moved in front of the group.

Then Kunk looked at Bilynn “we also have a saying for scouts …If you move ahead of the tribe, take a look back every now and then to make sure it's still there.” The lizardman winked at Bilynn. Taking the two mules with him.

Gilda had her staff out. She cast a detect evil spell on it. It would change color in the presents of evil. So she watched it carefully, in case, evil was near. She also watch Asbjorn’s very attractive backside ahead of her. In fact now that she thought about it … she was watching his backside more carefully than the gem! “Ahhh the simple pleasures in life” she thought.

As the day continued the fog started to burn off and it grew warmer.

Then the group detected a faint smell of smoke as they moved forward through the thinner fog. The path widened, in front of them, and opened up to a clearing and that is where they saw it.

A caravan … or what was the remains of one … it was a scene of desolation and deplorable destruction. The caravan’s wagons were all tore apart and broken into pieces. The ground littered with dead bodies … dead horses scattered among the bodies. The stench of death could now be detected from the broken wagons, dead horses, and corpses. A few of the caravan continued to smolder, smoke rose from them, coming from cracks in the tipped over sides of the wagon pieces. Weapons, blood, and bodies were everywhere. A few black birds … were pecking at the bodies. The sound of them squawking at each other, and one of the wagon wheels squeaking was the only noise on the battlefield.

“OH MY” Bilynn said

“By the 9 hells” Gilda cursed clutching her staff for signs of evil. She was getting ready to cast a spell if needed, as she rushed forward.

“...they are all dead” Jabnil said looking at the total carnage and destruction.

Kunk went to the closest body, a lizardman mercenary by the look of his armor and weapons. He picked up the spent crossbow. “They put up a fight … no bolts left …but where are the attacker’s bodies?” He wondered out loud throwing the weapon back down to the ground.

Bilynn had moved to the opposite side of the clearing … “Asbjorn … come quick … you need to see this … there is a circle here … and everything in it is dead!” She said. She stood next to the body of a dead human … but the body was all desiccated and dried up. It looked 100’s of years old. All around her in about a 30 foot radius everything was dead and dried up. The grass and plants … even the armor seemed rusted and old compared to the other bodies not in the circle.

 

[Nico231]

Asbjorn walked with the group for hours, he was deep in thought, planning on how to get to Lapron, and whether or not he should let them know. As the fog cleared and the smell of smoke became apparent, he rushed over to investigate with them. He saw a sword and took it before Bilynn called him over.

He stared at the rusted armor and dead foliage. “Now normally, I’d brush this off as a guy who died a while ago, but everything in this area here is in the exact same condition as the body.” Everyone heard a loud groan and the sound of slithering.

Trees fell, and out poked a giant green serpent, it’s body rotting, revealing it’s skeleton underneath. Asbjorn saw the creature and immediately felt a powerful surge of emotion overcome him. Berserker Rage. He turned to the group, “I can’t control my rage, stay back and fire projectiles if you see the need to. I don’t want to kill anyone caught in my crossfire.”

As he said this, his eyes went bloodshot, and then his irises turned a deep crimson as he ripped his blouse off, unveiling his muscular, scarred body. He leapt at the creature easily jumping from where he was into the creature’s face, which was about 20 feet away.

It was clear to everyone that Berserkers were no joke. After crashing into the serpent, he started hacking away. The creature started blasting death magic as it moved it’s head around, killing trees, and grass. Asbjorn would not let up, he would kill this creature with his bare hands.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Everyone Else

Everyone but Jabnil scrambled for cover. The death beams coming from the undead serpent’s eyes scorched the plants around them. The bush Bilynn was hiding behind, just aged away as it was struck. The elf quickly moved to another bush. Gilda hid behind a part of the carven wagon. The beam aged the wood until is turned to dust. “Crap!” Gilda gasped as she too moved

Kunk, pulled out one of his hand axes and tossed it at the monster. The weapon hit the undead snake just below its head. But that did not seem to do anything to slow it down.

Jabnil just stood there and did not move. She was either lucky or knew where the beams were directed, and knew she was in no danger. She just watched as Asbjorn battled the creature.

 

[Nico231]

Asbjorn got behind the serpent’s head and started to choke the life out of it, it thrashed around for minutes, trying to shake him off, but he went nowhere. The serpent lost air, and died, and Asbjorn began to calm down. He walked back to the group, his eyes returning to their dark blue. “Let’s keep going, undead creatures can come back.”

Asbjorn turned and walked in the direction they’d been heading in. His now exposed chest was damp with sweat as he lumbered through the swamp. They walked a little longer, and the fog started to clear up. “The fog is gone, and I see something in the distance over there.” He saw smoke billowing up from far away.

The group headed towards it and saw a witches hut. “Whoever’s in there seems to be brewing something in their cauldron...” He stood before the hut, unsure of whether they should go in or not. He went to Gilda, and asked, “Do you know anything about witches? I haven’t dealt with the Aerovian variety.”

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gilda

“Witches? A little” Gilda answered. “But this might just be a hut in the swamp. Let’s not jump to conclusions.”

The hut was large and circular. There were two round windows on either side of the main door. The roof was made of wheat straw. Two large chimneys poke out the center of the roof. In the back of the hut was a garden filled with herbs and vegetables.

Gilda walked up and knocked on the door.

 

[Nico231]

Asbjorn held his hand near his axe as the door slowly creaked open, an old witch opened the door, an eerie smile on her face, she spoke in a hoarse, raspy voice, “Hello! Welcome to my hut! Are you in need of potions? Spells? Curses? Anything magical I can do for you!”

She walked over to Asbjorn and cast a spell so he couldn’t reach for his axe. “So that’s how it is...” Asbjorn said calmly. The elderly witch looked at him, “Calm down giant, I mean you no harm. Now come in! Come!” She used a spell and an astral hand materialized, grabbing the 5 adventurers, pulling them into the hut.

Inside was a cauldron bubbling with a green liquid inside, “I’m currently brewing a potion, but I can still provide you other services!” She turned to Asbjorn. “Anything you need?” Asbjorn shook his head. “No, I should be good.” The witch looked to the other 4, “Anything you four need?”

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gilda

“No thanks, we are all good. And can I just say from one witch to another. Pulling people into your hut is bad form. We would have gladly walk inside if we had been invited.” Gilda answered

“Wait is she The Wicked Witch of the East? And you are the more powerful Good Witch of the South Glinda? Like in that story, The Wizard of Oz?” Bilynn asked. “Gilda is similar to Glinda”

Bilynn asked the question to make sure this evil witch knew the Gilda was a powerful magic user.

“I’m good at somethings” Gilda said with a naughty smile, looking at Kunk and then Asbjorn.

“Madam, we are not interessted in any potionss. Thank you” Kunk hissed at the evil witch.

 

[Nico231]

She chuckled, “Very well, you are youthful and in no need of potions... However I have something that might interest you.” She looked to Asbjorn, “Hey giant, be a dear and grab that heavy chest, will you?” Asbjorn obliged and hoisted the heavy chest over his shoulder before setting it down.

The witch opened it up, revealing a massive two handed sword. “This weapon is very heavy, but seeing you and your strong body and big muscles, it must be meant for you giant.” Asbjorn grabbed the sword, amazed at its bulk. “It’s like a Dane Axe...” The witch piped up, “The adventurer I got it from tried destroying my hut, but he isn’t around anymore.”

“How much for it?” Asbjorn asked. The witch looked at him, “It’s too heavy for me, so you can have it for 20 gold.” Asbjorn handed her the coins and sheathed the sword. “I’ve never held a weapon like this before... I feel powerful...” Two handed swords were nonexistent in the Kingdom of Hoarfrost.

This was Asbjorn’s first time holding one. Asbjorn went outside and began to practice swinging the behemoth of a blade. He swung at a tree and cut so deep the tree fell down with a loud thud. Asbjorn was shocked at the power.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gilda

“I guess she is the good witch from the North not the wick witch of the east.” Gilda commented to Bilynn in a whisper.

“Who knew?” Bilynn replied quietly

“Ok, ah we’ll be leaving now. Thanks for the nice talk, and Asbjorn thanks you for the big sword.” Gilda said as they all quickly exited the witch’s hut.

They all headed back into the swamp, with Kunk providing the direction. They covered a good distance before they stopped in a clearing for the night.

“We should arrive at Guru Perak hut tomorrow night” Kunk told everyone.

They all got busy building a fire, setting up tents, gathering some food. However, Bilynn noticed that Asbjorn was a bit distracted. She asked him privately “Asbjorn is everything alright?”

 

[Nico231]

Asbjorn rejoined the group and when they stopped for the night, they set up camp. Asbjorn was debating whether or not he’d ask the women to join him on his new quest in his bitter homeland. He was assembling the tent when Bilynn asked him the question.

Asbjorn turned to Bilynn, his eyes locked onto hers as he said, “I’ve been summoned back to Hoarfrost, so after this mission, I have to leave you three.” He handed her the letter. “I’m not gonna force you three to join me on a quest to kill a witch unless you want to stay with me.”

He finished setting up a tent. “There are no Elves in Hoarfrost, it’s too cold for them to make a settlement that far north.” He sat down and sighed. “We’ll be on the sea for a week if the wind is good.”

He stood and held Bilynn in his arms. “Do you really want to go to Hoarfrost with me?” He wanted them to join him, but understood why they wouldn’t want to.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Bilynn

“This is horrible news.” Bilynn said with tears in her eyes. She looked away from him. “Gilda needs you for her quest… and now you are ordered away?” She said trying to make sense of what Asbjorn told her.

Her eyes turned back to Asbjorn. It was bad timing, but that was how the fates worked. She could not fight it, she just had to make a decision on how to move forward. She had enjoyed her new friends, but if she had to chose between Gilda and Asbjorn, she would pick Asbjorn.

“I will follow you. I want to get to know you better.” Bilynn confessed. Then with a twinkle in her eyes, she placed her hand on his crotch “Every part of you!”

That night, Bilynn made sure Asbjorn shared the same watch!

The next day, their progress was slowed by thick jungle and deeper waters. But Kunk insisted they were also there. So, they pressed on. It was night when they finally reached the hut of Guru Perak. Bits of fog drifting about … obscuring the thin sliver of a moon.

The small dirt path was barely visible through the swamp/jungle bush. Ahead could be seen a small clearing and a mud pit. The swamp although dark was alive with sounds of crickets and other nocturnal animals. These noises greatly diminish with the approach Asbjorn.

Moonlight dimly lit the clearing.

“Guru Perak?” Gilda called out. The clearing trembled slightly and the old mud hut raised from the muddy ground, the trees seems to back away, for a few moments nothing happens, then the door of the mud hut flew open and a wizened old man came out, leaning heavily on a walking stick, carved into the shape of a winged snake. His eyes were blue and sparkled, his face taut and his whole frame sinewy, animal pelts covers his body, tribal tattoos cover most of his visible flesh and his hair was white, stood wildly in all directions. He looked human … but there is something different … almost as if he was half undead and half alive.

The old man peered into the darkness … he has the look of a predator that as caught a bird and is about to kill his victim.

“WHO DARES TO DISTRUB ME!” he said quietly but with great force of will behind the words. Gilda and Kunk walked forward and approached the heap of fur and tattoos. The old man’s dark face turned towards the lizardman. A small smile appeared on the old man’s thin dried up cracked lips.

“Ah Kunk, I did not know it was you … and you bring Gilda, the wild princess. Oh and a giant from the north, an elf, and something most unique, a cleric… most unexpected … Please come into my clearing” the old man said warmly as he grabbed some wood from inside his hut … and placed it in the fire circle. There was room around the fire circle for everyone.

“Gilda… could you be so kind as to light the fire” the old man asked as he again went into the hut. Gilda launched a firebolt into the wood and it started burning. The man returned with bowls of food, a rich mixture of meat, grain and herbs. He handed one to each of them. “Even a princess, or the angelic can enjoy this …” he said and gave Gilda a grin showing off some of his missing teeth.

The bowl he handed Asbjorn was full of meat. “This is better than that shit, I gave the others” he said with a wink.

Gilda lifted her bowl and took a sip of the broth.... it tasted good. the bowl of food was rich and well cooked, with unfamiliar but tasty herbs. The old man handed a small clay vessel filled with a cobalt blue, naturally cool, sweet–smelling liquor to Gilda. “Some brandy?” he asked.

Gilda took a sip and passed it on.

“Guru Perak, I’m here on a quest for Nas. I seek the stolen dragon eggs.” Gilda said.

“How is that big grouchy dragon?” Guru asked “And did he send you on this quest?”

“Nas is well. The quest is for him, but he does not know I’m trying to recover the eggs” Gilda clarified. “I have been told you, know or can determine where the eggs are”

“The eggs are in the ancient temple of Wormbore. However, you must acquire two keys to enter the temple. One is located in the Shrine of Falling Gold, and the other is available from Captain Leta Locke.”

Gilda sighed. Nothing could be easy. “Where is this shrine, and where can I find Leta Locke?”

“The shine is in the jungles of Chult, south of Fort Polk. There is a golden key there. As for Captain Locke, she is head for the frozen waters near Ogrund. She has a map to where the lock that holds the temple’s doors closed.” Guru Perak replied.

“Thank you, Guru. What do I owe you for sharing this knowledge?” Gilda asked

“I need nothing. Your quest is worthy and selfless. The knowledge is free. However, I caution you, there are others looking for the eggs. These people are not selfless and will kill to get the eggs.”

Gilda nodded in understanding

“May we ssspend the night.” Kunk hissed to Guru Perak.

“This clearing is warded. You are safe here. Please enjoy the last good sleep you will have for a while.” Guru Perak answered.

 

[Nico231]

Asbjorn pressed on the next morning, unsure of how to break the news to Gilda and Jabnil. When they came upon the clearing and the elderly Guru came out to greet them, he tensed, but quickly relaxed. He enjoyed the meal and whipped his head around to Guru when he mentioned Ogrund.

“I have a ship waiting for me in the port of Lapron that’s headed to Ogrund, so we don’t have to worry about transportation.” He said, confidently. Ogrund was known for many things, and seafaring was the biggest part of Ogrun culture.

“Other people want the eggs? Aside from housing the next generation of dragons, what makes them so special?” Asbjorn didn’t deal with magic or magical creatures, since the practice was very exclusive back home with the wealthiest elites being the only ones to learn it, and magical creatures hardly existed that far north.

 

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Gilda

“Asbjorn, before I answer your question let me finish my dragon story.” She told him. She quickly caught Kunk up on the story, her volunteering to be eaten by the dragon, talking to the dragon and volunteering to stay with the dragon to hunt goblins.

“If hunting goblins gives you joy… I’ve got an idea,” I said with a rambunctious smile on my lips. Nas had a renowned hatred of this goblins. Three hours later, I was so happy I could hardly stand it. I ran with the grace of a gazelle through the thick forest. I had changed the lemons I had been given into lemonade. I had cheated death. I had won over a grouchy deadly dragon into an ally, maybe even a friend.

As my final plan unfolded just as I had envisioned, a horde of goblins chased me. It would have been funny if it was not so serious! I, Gilda, daughter of the king raced through the forest – as a mob of murderous children-sized goblins madly pursued.

“Stay away you little… um …you little green… turds!” I finally decided on; the last word seemed incomplete, but that was the best I could come up with at the moment, especially when I was breathing hard. Then out of the corner of my eyes I saw a second group of goblins rushing in the wrong direction.

“HEY… YOU… OVER HERE!” I yelled at the other goblins. They changed direction and closed on me. I had miscalculated the speed of their leader; he had an actual chance to catch me. But I had also noticed the lead goblin was a little off balance from the quick change of direction. I saw an opening and stiff armed the goblin into an oncoming tree. An outstretched branch caught the goblin’s neck and ripped it open. There was a great spray of green blood that splashed all over my fancy dress. The goblin was dead, but I knew that stain would likely never come out. The FURY in my eyes would have scared even a beholder! No one messes with my clothes! NO ONE!!!

I screamed with a blood rage, running directly toward Nas' hiding spot. Time to end this fast-forward parade. The dragon had picked a spot downwind in a clearing so the goblins would not smell him. As I entered the clearing, I was surprised at how well Nas hid. I saw no sign of the Dragon. There was only a small white rabbit hopping to the edge of the clearing. I ran to the middle of the clearing and waited. A few moments passed and then a group of several dozen goblins entered the clearing. They were all excited in an evil giggly way.

“We will eat well tonight!” One of them said in excitement, laughing shrilly.

“She won’t feed many of us… she is too skinny!” another protested.

“But look at her, the flesh will be so tender and sweet!” Another added, salivating.

I assumed an imperious stance and pointed threateningly at the nearest goblin. “GET AWAY… I WARN YOU!” I shouted at them.

“Stupid human!” The leader countered. That was when the rabbit at the edge of the clearing jumped into the air and turned into a huge red-bronze dragon!

I folded my arms, triumphantly, although still breathing a little too deeply to qualify as being smug.

The lead goblin took an involuntary step backwards, almost stumbling. He found himself pinned under the gaze of Dragon’s two eyes. There was a powerful roar and then a blast of fire.

I watched as the goblins shrieked and tried to get out of the way. But it was too late, Nas’ breath sent a stream of orange and red, flaming napalm from his jaws. It was like a river of fire. All of the numerous goblins not instantly killed were writhing and screaming in fiery agony. In a few moments all of them died. The air took on a foul stench of charred flesh. One could not help but feel sorry for them, to die in such torment.

Nas touched back down on the ground. He stepped on any goblin he thought were still alive. He enjoyed hearing the screams and crunching of their bones beneath his feet.

My feeling of vindication was replaced by shock. Nas hadn’t chased them away, he had killed them all – in one breath! He was a monstrous killing machine. A horrible monster! The glee on the dragon’s face was one of pure delight, loving to kill. This dragon was as deadly as anything I had ever heard of or seen! That moment I realized I might have made lemonade from the lemons life had dealt me… but something about this lemonade made me hesitant to drink it. He might be an ally, or even a friend, but he had all the power in our relationship.

“Oh… that was FUN!” Nas roared in joy. Smoke rising up into the air around him.

“Your cleverness, you can change into a rabbit? You never told me that” I stated, wanting to divert from the inferno horror he just unleashed upon the goblins.

“Just one of my many secrets!” The dragon bragged, clearly in a really good mood after his killing spree.

“Great dragon, would you escort one as frail as myself back to Dragonhold?” I suggested, also somewhat eager to get away from the jungle fire starting to spread around the circle of charred goblins.

The dragon stared at me in surprise. “You have brought me joy! I’m going to keep you around for a while… we must do this again!” Nas promised. He then beckoned, not that I had much choice, to climb onto his back.

I later asked Nas, why did he like killing goblins so much.

“Dragons do not mate often. It is one of the reasons there are so few dragons in the world. I had a chance to mate, once, and my mate assign me the duty of raising the offspring. The goblins stole my eggs.” Nas explained

“Would you let me go, if I could find and return your eggs?” I asked.

Nas did not say anything for a full minute. “Yes” he answered

“My story is done. You now know why I must find those eggs.” Gilda said.

“Are the eggs still good?” Bilynn asked.

“Red Dragon eggs are very hard and only start to hatch when placed in lava.” Gilda said. Then looking back at Asbjorn “The eggs can be used is all sorts of powerful magic spells and potions such as fire breathing, dragon scales, dragon fear to name a few. The eggs are worth 10,000 gold pieces each.” Gilda explained.

 

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Asbjorn nodded, “I figured dragon eggs would be worth a lot, but I thought it was so the wealthy could have a dragon as a guard dog.” He finished his bowl of stew and washed it. As he washed the bowl, he continued, “This Leta Locke... She’s a seafarer as well?”

He set his bowl back where he got it from, his muscular torso exposed to everyone. “I’ll stay like this, back home, we’d go into battle shirtless, sometimes in loincloths, or just naked.” He went over to the living room and sat down, reading a book.

He could speak English pretty well, but struggled with reading it, since his mother tongue had a different alphabet. He read by the fire, it was peaceful for him given what had happened the last few days. He wanted to help Gilda, but knew his mission was important too. “Once we get to Ogrund, maybe we’ll split into two groups...” He thought to himself.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Bilynn

“I have never heard of a Captain named Leta Locke. But she a captain, so I’m assuming she has a ship.” Gilda admitted. Everyone else agreed that she was an unknown.

It was late, so Gilda, Kunk, and Jabnil headed for bed. Bilynn decided to join Asbjorn.

“I like the shirtless look” She commented. “Maybe I should try it.” She slowly opened her cloak and revealed at she was totally naked. “Oops… I guess I have no clothes on. My bad”

She climbed into Asbjorn’s chair and pushed the book away from his face. She leaned in and kissed him. “Maybe you can read me like a book” She suggested “What are my pages telling you?” She asked.

 

[Nico231]

Asbjorn held the naked elf, surprised at her boldness as he reciprocated her kiss, holding their lips together as his lust for her only grew. He pulled away and put a hand on her supple breast. “This story right here will be very entertaining, and have a happy ending...” He said as he wrapped his thick arms around the petite Wood Elf.

He pulled his pants down, his cock stood tall just for her. “Well, the heroine has to embark on her quest.” Asbjorn kissed Bilynn on the cheek, “Ready to ride this stallion? I’m in the mood to destroy your pussy.”

He was ready for her tight elven vagina, in fact he wanted her so badly, he’d kill an army just to sow his seed inside her. He was deeply in love with that sexy Wood Elf! “Polish my sword Bilynn. I need it more than anything.”

 

[milkmaiden38]

Bilynn

“Well, the first thing I need to do when riding a stallion… is inspect the equipment to ensure everything works properly and that there is no dirt or foreign objects on the saddle or saddle pad” Bilynn commented as her face moved close to Asbjorn’s huge cock.

Asbjorn couldn't help but groan as her tongue wrapped around his cock head and licked at the sensitive spot below. Bilynn moved down his cock and licked the shaft as well. She was not giving him a full blow job, just making his cock all wet for her pussy.

“It’s all ready for the saddle pad, you place that gently on your stallion” Bilynn said as she straddled Asbjorn big body and slowly lowered her pussy on to his cock. She did several small wiggles and presses before she was able to line up his dick with her wet pussy.

"Ohhhh so fat and hard." She moaned as she pressed herself slowly down his dick, lifting herself up until she was kneeling upright over his hips, his huge cock still half buried inside her wet tunnel.

“Next make sure the stirrups are over the saddle horn and adjust them into place, and start a slow ride”

She slowly rode up and down Asbjorn shaft, clearly enjoying herself. Bilynn cooed as rode his hard cock, moaning loudly as she drove the cock deeper inside her.