An Adventure With a Taste For a Maiden (Open)

[redhairstacey4u]

This story is centered around a maiden named Shirley who, tired of boring village life and the dull, banal man her parents have found for her, decides to go off adventuring. As she has seen her eighteenth birthday come and go, her merchant parents are keen to see her married off.

In embarking on her adventure, she ignores the warnings she has often heard about what a dangerous place the outside world is, with its monsters and barbarians and other foul denizens. Alas, young Shirley soon discovers that the warnings and stories she heard are firmly rooted in truth! The world is indeed a dangerous place, with all manner of human and humanoid brutes who will gladly help themselves to Shirley.

So this thread is open to anyone wishing to play one or more of the denizens Shirley encounters. I'm looking for evil humans or humanoids. I have few limits. My only real turn-offs are vampires and tentacle-monsters...humans, orcs, ogres, gnolls, lizard-men, etc. are all fine. Note that I am looking for at least some plot, and interaction between Shirley and your character(s) that goes beyond sex.

I am also looking for at least decent writing partners who understand concepts like describing characters, settings, plot, pacing, the difference between writing prose and texting buddies, keeping typos and grammar lapses to a reasonable level, and not posting for characters other than your own. I'm not looking for "Grog d barbarian charges out the underbrush, tears ur cloths off, and fucks u real hard n fast." (Not trying to be a bitch here, but I'm sure you understand where I'm coming from.)

The story:

Shirley awakened even before the cock's crow. Thin, pale light was draped across the East, heralding the coming day. The young maiden had an appointment at noon to be formally betrothed to Cladius, a young nobleman.

It was an appointment Shirley had no inention of keeping.

It wasn't that Cladius was a bad man. She understood why her parents had arranged the marriage. Claudius came from a respected family. Not an exceptionally wealthy one, no, but a decently prosperous one nonetheless, and impeccably free of even a hint of scandal.

And that was the problem...or a good piece of it.

Shirley knew that the moment the vows were exchanged, she would lose all independence. She would be a nobleman's wife. Nothing more. An ornament to his home. She could never go on an adventure and see the world...no, wives did not do such things!

But Shirley did--or wanted to.

So as dawn's light gathered, Shirley slipped out of the house, backpack on her, the sword she secretly practiced with at her side, bow slung over her back. The woods were only about fifteen minutes away...and just as the first rays of the morning sun peaked over the distant mountains, Shirley had gone beyond the last fields and into the forest itself.

The maiden did not stop there. The excitement of freedom was too heady for her to slow down...and she also knew that in about half an hour her parents would find her missing. They would surely mount a search of the village and its environs. She aimed to be free and clear before any real effort got organized to find her.

She would return, someday...but only on her terms. Once she had made her fortune as an adventurer, no one would be able to put the yoke of "noble's wife" around her neck.

By midday, though, Shirley began to slow down. She was well beyond the surroundings of the village, in the forest itself. It was beautiful. The wind sighed through the tall trees, and the chirping of birds was everywhere. She figured she would rest for a half-hour or so. Sitting on a rock, she unlimbered her backpack and took out her waterskin and a strip of beef...

(to be continued by you...)

 

[Zackaroth]

Zackaoth rode through the forest on his horse at a rather slow speed. he was rather enjoying the sights and smell. He had no where to go. No where to be. No where to go. Such was the life of a wanderer. this had been his life for many years. Since he hit 19 he left his village to see the world. To see what it had to offer. To see what what else there was in life besides a village by the lake.

He had seen many things. Wonders beyond what the mind could think of. Creatures people only dream about. but he was searching for more. Something he could never really find and never really know what it was until he found. And around the time he stopped thinking and saw a rather young woman in the forest sitting and eating.

"A bit young to be by yourself madam" Zackaroth said slowing his horse. He had short brown hair and deep brown eyes to match. He wore a a rather dirty and sewn togther more than once cloak. He dismounted his horse, stretching his arms and legs once he got off. " I assume you are alone?"

 

[redhairstacey4u]

OOC: Nice intro, was looking for someone/something a bit more malevolent to find her though...

Zackaoth rode through the forest on his horse at a rather slow speed. he was rather enjoying the sights and smell. He had no where to go. No where to be. No where to go. Such was the life of a wanderer. this had been his life for many years. Since he hit 19 he left his village to see the world. To see what it had to offer. To see what what else there was in life besides a village by the lake.

He had seen many things. Wonders beyond what the mind could think of. Creatures people only dream about. but he was searching for more. Something he could never really find and never really know what it was until he found. And around the time he stopped thinking and saw a rather young woman in the forest sitting and eating.

"A bit young to be by yourself madam" Zackaroth said slowing his horse. He had short brown hair and deep brown eyes to match. He wore a a rather dirty and sewn togther more than once cloak. He dismounted his horse, stretching his arms and legs once he got off. " I assume you are alone?"

 

[Zackaroth]

OOC: Damn. On day I wasen't feeling like being a malevolent bastard.

 

[macmillian]

An Adventure With a Taste for a Maiden

I sat on a small heavily wooded that overlooked the trail through the forest. My packs was nearly empty and I would have to fine more previsions in the very near future. I was one of the High Orcs, pledged to the care and protection of the deep wood. I see a simple traveler heading west and a simplier on a hores ridind east. The two stop and converse. The one walking and heading west seems to have food, they are now in my part of the forest.

OOC ..... THE HIGH ORC

THERAN de FFORDORC;
Age unknown, 7'6" tall, 300lbs, Massive body with stong limbs, short neck and large head. Large hands with long fingers. (it is whispered that he has human blood in, but none say it to his face.)

Weapons .... Many ** Double-edged battle axe and shield, sword, dagger, A long bow and a Rhune Staft. He can use them all quite equally, depends on what is needed. His is an excellent warrior and carries himself well. He wears dark brown leather breast plate, gauntlets and leggings topped with a leather helm.

This section of the wood was his to patrol and to protect. It was the closest to the humans and the High Orc Council considered him not as repulsive as may of his counter parts. So they put him here near the humans.

ICC;
I leave my horse on the hill and start off for the road. It takes no time at all and I am down at the road and walking up to the two travelers. Up close I see that one is a female human. I slow my pace and approach with no weapons in my hand other than my staff.

"Afternoon, My human friends!"

 

[LitShark]

Orgoth tore a huge mouthful of the greasy mutton joint he was in the process of devouring as his scout read him the latest news.

"Enough of that!" Orgoth screamed, hurling his goblet of wine at the unfortunate messanger. "Orgoth is bored! You will not bore me further with tedious dealings of state and boring territory extchanges. Orgoth wants blood!"

Too much prosperity without conflict wore on Orgoth's nerves. I was violent agression that had earned him the territory he now controled as well as his lovely harem of sex slaves, but none of that was enough to satisfy Orgoth's insatiable appetite for destruction.

"The village adjacent to here, I will conquer her." Orgoth declared, rising from his barabaric throne. "I will ride out anon. You all can busy yourselves with these boring dealings of state if you wish, but remember that Orgoth the Barbaric will not be thwarted."

Orgoth quickly left his chambers, mounting the massive ox that he rode as a steed. The "man" was massive to be sure, standing 6'8" and 267 lbs. His huge lower canines were the only attribute (other than his massive size) that tied him to his Orcish father. The teeth protruded over his upper lip, his long auburn hair flowed around his face as he moved his mucular sinewed frame. Piercing green eyes guided his path as he rode out toward the next village, unsure what he might find but eager to mount himself a new conquest.

 

[redhairstacey4u]

Orgoth tore a huge mouthful of the greasy mutton joint he was in the process of devouring as his scout read him the latest news.

"Enough of that!" Orgoth screamed, hurling his goblet of wine at the unfortunate messanger. "Orgoth is bored! You will not bore me further with tedious dealings of state and boring territory extchanges. Orgoth wants blood!"

Too much prosperity without conflict wore on Orgoth's nerves. I was violent agression that had earned him the territory he now controled as well as his lovely harem of sex slaves, but none of that was enough to satisfy Orgoth's insatiable appetite for destruction.

"The village adjacent to here, I will conquer her." Orgoth declared, rising from his barabaric throne. "I will ride out anon. You all can busy yourselves with these boring dealings of state if you wish, but remember that Orgoth the Barbaric will not be thwarted."

Orgoth quickly left his chambers, mounting the massive ox that he rode as a steed. The "man" was massive to be sure, standing 6'8" and 267 lbs. His huge lower canines were the only attribute (other than his massive size) that tied him to his Orcish father. The teeth protruded over his upper lip, his long auburn hair flowed around his face as he moved his mucular sinewed frame. Piercing green eyes guided his path as he rode out toward the next village, unsure what he might find but eager to mount himself a new conquest.

Shirley was just finishing her lunch when she heard a horse. Damn, she thought. Had her father or his friends found her in spite of all her precautions? But no...the sound of the horse was coming from deeper in the forest. She thought about trying to hide...no, the horse was already out of the forest, and on it was...

She gaped at the man on horseback...only he wasn't a man...he was...something else.

 

[redhairstacey4u]

OOC: Damn. On day I wasen't feeling like being a malevolent bastard.

Sorry...just wasn't looking for a mellow, romantic thread. Perhaps I will at some other point in time.

 

[macmillian]

An Adventure Witha

OOC

That's fine ..... Have fun and enjoy. Maybe next time we can make a connection. Have a good thread


Macmillian

 

[LitShark]

Shirley was just finishing her lunch when she heard a horse. Damn, she thought. Had her father or his friends found her in spite of all her precautions? But no...the sound of the horse was coming from deeper in the forest. She thought about trying to hide...no, the horse was already out of the forest, and on it was...

She gaped at the man on horseback...only he wasn't a man...he was...something else.

The Orc's eyes grew wide at the sight of a lovely young human maiden sitting all by herself. His eyes scanned the area for archers, knights, any type of concealed person who might be using this girl as bait for some trap. He had heard of things like this where humans set out desireable things to lure unsuspecting orcs like himself in. It appeared that this was not one of those traps.

He spurred his horse onward gaining speed. Once he was close enough he leaned over to one side and used his arm to sweep the girl up onto his horse.

"Hello there missy... we're going to have some fun."

 

[redhairstacey4u]

Shirley screamed and struggled. "Put me down, you....whatever you are!" Fear coursed through her...she became aware of how big this...man who was not a man...was. How his arms were nearly as big around as her legs. How his skin was green...

She had heard stories of the goblinoid races before. She had always though the stories to be myths. Something parents told to scare children into going to bed on time or being quiet.

But this creature was all too real.

 

[LitShark]

Orgoth snarled, the sound was not unlike that of a pig as his arm tightened arond the maiden's waist and he slowed his horse down to an eventual stop.

"I am Lord Orgoth, devorer of souls and you are now my plaything." The orc said forbodingly as he dismounted from his horse. "Now it's time to play."

The maiden was dumped uncerimoniously into the underbrush and Orgoth was atop her in a flash. His horrible stench and foul breath assaulting the young maiden's senses. His massive body was already mostly naked, clothed only by the pelts of several rodents, opossums and dogs around his waist like a small disgusting loin cloth.

Orgoth was sniffing the side of the Maiden's face. His huge bottom teeth jtting out far enough to graze her cheeks slightly.

 

[redhairstacey4u]

Shirley's eyes were frozen in horror as this beast. Then she realized what this thing was. An orc! She had heard tales of orcs...how horrid they were--bestial and uncivilized. And what they did to maidens! It was too terrible to contemplate.

A woman in her village had been...taken...by one of these beasts. The story had been hushed up, but she had gotten word of it through a friend of her aunt. The woman had been impregnated. The birth...

The maiden shrieked in terror. "Please, please let me go!" The look in her wide eyes was nothing less than abject terror.

 

[LitShark]

Orgoth smiled at the young maiden's request, for a race that claimed intellectual superiority over his breed, humans understood so little. Even if he hadn't been bored and horny simply letting this maiden go made no sense at all. At very least she could be ransomed for gold, weapons or land. He decided it might be fun to indulge her fantasy before he undulged his own.

He halted his horse in a small clearing and dumped the maiden roughly into a pile of dead leaves before he dismounted himself.

"Alright, I've let you go, now what will you do human?" The massive green orc asked, green eyes full of malice.

 

[redhairstacey4u]

Shirley looked up at the orc. Why had he let her go? The girl looked around, judging the distance from the pile of leaves to the edge of the clearing. Knowing she would never make it. Knowing the beast on two legs would just chase her, catch her...

She stood up, a tear in her eye, shivering although the air was warm. She knew what the beast wanted to do to her. She could see it in his eyes...they almost glowed with malevolence and lust. Now she realized the stories she had heard of orcs were all too true.

With a shaky hand, the maiden began to undo the buttons of her shirt.

 

[LitShark]

Orgoth snorted and laughed as the maiden began to voluntarily disrobe before him. The massive Orc dismounted his weary mount and towered above the girl, nearly as tall as he had been upon the horse. A tear began to well up in the girl's eye as nervous fingers hesitantly pushed buttons through their holes.

"You told me to let you go and I did, now you begin to disrobe? What is it that you might be asking for in that? I'll certainly not deny you this wish after granting your first." Orgoth snorted again before grabing the sides of the young maiden's face and sliding his long pink tongue from her neck, up the entire side of her face. "I guess you just couldn't resist your inner desires any longer."

Orgoth shoved the maiden's hands out of his way before tearing her terrycloth shirt open violently and burying his face between her luscious pillows. Long protruding canines jostled her lovely tits as the massive pink tongue lapped and slurrped and snorted at her breasts.

 

[redhairstacey4u]

Paralyzed with fear, Shirley could do nothing as the beast began unwrapping her like some kind of present. She stared blankly at the scene, to her surreal, of this monster burying his head between her breasts, licking the skin that to her was numb. This couldn't be happening. She would wake up, in her bed at home, safe from the nightmare that was unfolding here.

As the tusks of the orc warrior brushed her soft nipples, they became hard, though she didn't even know it. She was someplace else, where there were no orcs...

 

[redhairstacey4u]

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