Dragon age: The Barbarian Version 1.2 (Closed for Neysha)

[Neysha]

"Well I got the money from the Chantry," Thea stated before turning to Jessica who merely shrugged, then nodding that she was in fact prepared to depart. With that settled they started to head back to the outskirts of town where to Jessica's surprise, she found a Mabari War Hound leashed to a lavender haired woman. Jessica glanced at Thea, looking for an explanation for the inexplicable but Thea just shook her head, as if warning away the noblewoman from even bothering to ask.

Figuring they must've had good reason, Jessica remained silent as the Dog rose up and started to follow Thea and Bresk as well, bring the once proud bandit leader along in tow.

She followed silently, her spirit crushed and her body still feeling broken by the powerful Frost Barbarians ravaging. As they made their journey to the river, she groaned as she felt her stomach seemingly churn, knowing it was the sounds of his seed settling in her womb, knowing it was jostling with his still warm, and potent seed, the sheer volume alone practically guaranteeing she was going to be with child. Even worse and more humilating, they were going to keep her as their prisoner to ensure his spawn would grow in her tummy and that she would eventually give birth to his... his half barbarian child.

And then what?

The woman trembled, and then realized her first thought of what would follow caused her eyes to drift to Bresks groin, as she realized subconsciously, through some twisted yearning, she desired him again. Not just to penetrate her, but dominate her like before. Not make love to her, but breed her like she was some slave or even an animal.

A whimper escaped her lips as she further humiliated herself, fantasizing about being nothing more then a breeding vessel for this powerful barbarian when only hours ago, she had dreams of being rich and wealthy and far away from here in far off and exotic Antiva or Tevinter. But even now, that seemed like an eternity ago, as if that chapter of her life closed as soon as that barbarian forced himself on her, dominated her, claimed her, and seeded her womb with his spawn.

It was as if all other desire was brutally ripped from her and she could think of nothing else that could please her more then being his breeding slave. Even the thought of it made her shudder with perverse delight unlike anything else had before. And she hung her head low, in acceptance of her fate. He had started the process of breaking her, and she was going to finish the job all by herself by desiring this mans particular punishment... over and over again.

Such thoughts were far from the minds of the two women currently flanking Bresk and undoubtedly the Frost Barbarian was enjoying the attentions. He had been with plenty of fine, pretty and stout Chasind women but those of the lands to the North were attractive in their own way, he soon realized and perhaps known only instinctively to him, he had two fine examples of those women on either side of him.

Thea, an Orlesian cutpurse turned Grey Warden and deadly rogue and Jessica, a powerful noblewoman who represented the proud tradition of Fereldan warrior maidens. He was undoubtedly attracted to them both and they were to him. As they chatted about various topics, mainly focused on the differences of their lives and upbringings, in the Korcari Wilds amongst the Chasind, in the streets of Val Royeaux amongst the intrigue of the Orlesian underworld and the privileged yet difficult life of a noblewoman and warrior within the halls Castle Cousland and the other places of political power.

By the time they had arrived at the ship, the grateful refugees had actually, out of gratitude, given the three heroes their own private cabin in a secluded part of the ship where the sound of the waves crashing against the hull would help buffet any sounds arising from the room.

They helped themselves to the food stores aboard the former Antivan vessel, finding a delectable selection of wines, which Thea knew all about, as well as spiced meats and vegetables. Combined with the warming lantern hanging from the ceiling of the cabin, as well as the food, drink and good conversation the three companions soon found themselves at ease and the two women shrugging off their armor as they prepared for bed.

Jessica, on her own, perhaps never would have even made an advance on someone such as Bresk, but with Thea also present, it was perhaps inevitable. No woman already attracted to the powerful barbarian could just sit idly by and witness Bresk make love to a woman and not feel a deep lustful urge to join in the coupling.

And Thea, having spent the past two or three days admiring her new companion and growing on their budding friendship, decided to bring it to the next level. As Jessica was pulling off her quilted and padded tunic and had her back turned on the two, Thea finally made her move.

"This is something you have seen before Ser Bresk, but you have not experienced it," Thea stated, not hiding her exotic Orlesian accent in the least now as she shrugged off her bra and kicked away her underwear. Bresk, hoping that this moment would come eventually, seemed to silently watch as Thea willingly revealed herself to him and then her small, delicious body crawled across the furs until she crawled over his legs, and leaned up, placing a simple kiss on his lips.

Jessica turned to see the powerful barbarian, easily capable of so much destruction and violence, almost tenderly embrace the small statured Orlesian in his massive arms. It was sweet, and slow and utterly romantic. And though she had just met these two... the food, the atmosphere, the companionship and perhaps even Bresks raw masculinity and musk, all helped Captain Cousland, a member of the flower of Fereldan nobility, to shrug away her own inhibitions as she too, shed off her undergarments and crawled up behind Bresk, sliding her own slightly rough hands over his broad shoulders as he embraced Thea and then all three of them laid down amongst the furs, caught in a mutual sensual embrace.

 

[Drakkwall]

Ah it was time for some mating, I had been excepting this. I reach up and warp my arms around Thea's waist, my large hands gripping her firm ass, digging my thick fingers into the smooth flesh, pressing her slim but curvy body against mine. My lips captured hers and I kissed her deeply, my tongue swirling inside her sweet mouth, her own smaller tongue stroking my larger one. I felt another naked body press against my from behind, feminine smooth but strong fingers stroking my shoulders before reaching down to my stomach as they warp around me, two full mounds with erect teats pressing against my shoulder blades, a hot mouth with full lips kissing and licking my sweaty skin from shoulder to neck.

My cock stand full and hard, a wet pussy sliding against it, moistening it with its sticky and tasty essence that rolled over its black swollen flesh. Turning myself onto my back I slide Thea up my chest, her spread thighs making her puffy vagina stroke over my abs, chest, neck, jaw and finally to my lips were I opened them and pushed my tongue inside her wet channel, tasty her sweet essence, a trail of her pussy juices sliding from my cock up to my mouth. With my hands gripping her rear i press her loins against my face harder, my nose pressing into the lower part of her tummy, her fingers running through my white hair as my tongue slips inside her and she moans and pants like a dog bitch in heat.

With my strong tongue inside her I push it deep, I can feel the remains of what would be her maiden hood, she had apparently had a less then satisfying man breach her virginity. My lips were pressed against the outsides of her tender pussy lips and I took this to my advantage by sucking in and I could feel her pussy follow my suction and as I kept sliding my tongue in and out while suckling on her pussy I could feel the walls clench around my tongue and her fingers dig into my scalp. My teeth were pressed into the tender flesh of her snatch, I rubbed them u pand down ,gently scratching and teasing her tender and sensitive pussy before I felt a bump as her clitoris grew erect and I mercilessly began to grind my teeth against it, her body shaking as she became a wild cat from my oral ministrations.

I feel smooth fingers stroke my dick, sliding up and down the thickness, not able to fully warp themselves around it, while another hand strokes my balls, each testicle filling her hand, making her only able to stroke half my sack at a time. A hot breathe slides over my cock head, precum leaking from the tip, I then feel something wet and hot slide over the tip, a tongue. It slides up and down my length, teasing my cock head and pee hole , hot lips warps around my hairless sack and suckles on the skin, the sharp nailed hands stroking me still. The the soft lips suckles on the tip, both her hands warped around the thick pacifier she was suckling, before she slowly pressed her mouth down, swallowing inch for inch, her tongue licking the underside of my cock.

I felt her throat gag as she came to half of my cock into her mouth, but after a while she kept pushing and repeated until she had swallowed me entirely, her nose in my crotch. As she breathed I could feel the air she took in slide over my cock, chilling it, before heating it up again as she let it out, and the way her throat clenched around me while her tongue licked my cock, sliding out between her lips and teasing my balls with the tip, before sliding it back inside. Her lips were suckling my cock in rhythm with the clenching of her throat muscles, and then she lifted her head up and then slipped it back down, and began to deep throat me, up and down, she was the most amazing cock sucker I had ever had, I could feel every strand of precum slide out of my cock by her suction, my balls clenching as real cum began to build up and even that she managed to cach a strand of as I a minor orgasm from her ministrations, her throat and mouth eagerly tasting my fertile seed.

 

[Neysha]

Jessica's head seemed to literally recoil, as her gagging mouth pulled up on his cock and Bresk felt her tightly squeezing throat dragging and pulling on his shaft as she lifted her head slightly. But she didn't want to let go of his thick, hot phallus. She just wanted to taste his cum before his entire load shot directly down her throat. But pulling her head back had a suctioning and squeezing effect on his manhood, practically staunching the flow of his seed, before unleashing an even thicker torrent when his huge cockhead popped out of her throat in a flash of a second filled her gasping mouth with copious amounts of his essence.

She pulled her face back even further as her face was literally blasted by a final geysering jet of piping hot cum, saturating her face with his cream until it was literally dripping off of her face and onto her ample and firm tanned tits. For Bresk it was only a minor orgasm, but for her, she had never experienced such a torrential climax.

Jessica moaned, basking in the fact that she was covered with the Frost Barbarians seed when suddenly Thea's voice erupted into a euphoric cry of ecstasy as her entire small body was racked with an evocative orgasm. Bresk's tongue was curling into her pussy, almost as deep as a normal mans cock would have, but his tongue was far more skilled and flexible. His budded tongue rolled and flickered across the inner folds of her womanhood, twirling and twisting within her sex as thick luscious rivulets of her juices almost freely and constantly flowed down his tongue, flooding his mouth as he eagerly drank her flowing juices like wine it was so plentiful.

It hadn't taken long for the young Thea to climax, feleing his powerful and rough tongue muscle torquing and twisting within her tight womanhood, making her wet, juicy and hot for the mating that was to come. The orgasm blinded her senses momentarily before she simply let it burn through her young, tight body before, almost gently, he let her lay down across his body and just as he intended, her face looked up and saw Jessica's above hers.

Neither of them had ever had carnal thoughts about their own sex, but being with Bresk changed everything as soon Thea and Jessica were caught in a sapphic embrace, with Theas dextrous tongue flickering outward, lapping up her cum caked face eagerly as Jessica's own hands reached over and started firmly massaging the Orlesian rogues already heaving and aroused breasts, her strong tanned fingers kneading her milky white and soft mounds.

Sliding out from under the two of them, Bresk seemed to take a moment to enjoy the impromptu performance he had on these two foreign women. Already he had seen just how making love to these not necessarily softer, but definitely less hardy, non-Chasind women. They weren't as stout and admiring of forcefulness, but they were distinctly more sultry and erotic.

As the two women continued kissing each other, Bresk's dark hands slid up Thea's pale legs, and gently pushed them away, letting his thick, long cock uncoil to its full eighteen inch glory. Almost immediately he knew he could not thrust his entire length into such a small woman like Thea, though it might be possible so with Jessica, but he would must assuredly fill her from her cunt entrance to her cervix. Both womens sexes were hot, wet and moist, showing their receptiveness to his mating advances and as he looked at their lean, athletic bodies, with their healthy curves and especially ample, firm breasts, he knew they would both be excellent mates and mothers, physically prepared for the duty of carrying a Frost Barbarians spawn in their wombs.

 

[Drakkwall]

I watched in growing hunger at my two treasures, their bodies heavy with lust and I could smell their fertility, even taste Thea's on my lips still. With my strong hands sliding up and down her thigh as I held it up I gently rubbed my cock head against her clenching pussy, the wet lips sucking and kissing the black mushroom, and then without warning I push my hips forward, my phallus penetrating her soaked pussy, pushing past all resistance, her tight hot walls hugging my dick with a vice grip. My veins were rubbing her insides, a bulge could be seen moving over her toned belly as my cock filled her. I didn't even pause as my cock head split through the entrance to her uterus, filling her completely, six inches still not inside her, but it mattered little as the tightness of her clenching walls more then made up for it.

With my hands gripping her spread thighs I slowly peel mycock out, her walls sucking on me all the way out, the soft pink flesh of her pussy flowing out along my cock, almost peeling itself out of her body, before I slam myself back inside. Pulling back again I can feel her legs wiggle and shake in an attempt to warp around me, but I do not let them, I keep her at my mercy, dominating her a man and a mate. With another jerk of my arms and hips I pull her agaisnt my thrust and fill her womb once more, my hips starts to move more rapidly, the pull of my cock moving out of her pussy going faster. I build it up, slowly building up my speed by the minutes, dragging it out, making her sweat, moan, purr, groan, pant. I was playing her like an instrument, my cock the pump to fill the air of her sound holes, and I played her with expertise.

The room was filled with an orgasmic symphony of ecstasy, not a single sound escaping the walls of the chamber, along with the steadily growing rythmn of hot, sweaty butt flesh being slapped by sperm heavy balls and the slurping and gurlging sound ofa hot wet snatch beign stuffed by a thick pulsing cock, squirting out womanly essence with each pump, before the pussy lips suckled in air as it was being pulled out. Soon after what felt like hours was I pounding rapidly into her loins, my hands no longer gripping her thighs but holding me up as I stand over her like a beast, our voices speaking with wordless sounds, speaking out our desires without a need for a single letter, our bodies doing the talking as we mate, my cock swelling up, ready to fill my mate with the first of many children she would carry for me.

 

[Neysha]

Thea's hips bucked upwards, as her entire body seemed to adjust to take in the full twelve inches of his eighteen inch cock, his massive phallus stewing and stirring deep into her womanhood, as her pussy was literally clinging so tightly to his manhood that it did almost seem to drag out whenever he pulled back with his phallus. The sensations were incredible as what should've been a painful penetration was almost easily mitigated by the fact of how well lubed his cock was and how incredibly wet her pussy was, so that despite the grinding friction of his cock rubbing rawly against her tightly gripping pussy walls, a thick, wet sopping and sucking sound reverberated through the room, under the current cacophony of moans and kisses and exertions of raw delight.

The Frost Barbarian, fully settled between her legs, was uttering his grunts of delight in his own deep, almost guttural language, sounding akin to a beast as his controlled his own lusts and continued thrusting only the first foot of his cock into her, over and over again, his black and bloated cockhead now continually thrusting deep into her womanhood, filling her from entrance to womb as repeatedly the tip of his cockhead pushed past the opening of her cervix, pressing into her womb.

Thea's pale legs splayed around his dark haunches, as she tried hooking them around his waist, but without success. Not only was she being penetrated, she was being stretched, almost ensuring that no mere man would be able to satisfy her as Bresk would. As such her legs remained spread as he pumped his cock into her, milking her of moans as she kissed Jessica repeatedly, overcome by the orgasmic passion as she licked Jessica's face clean of cum in their lustful embraces.

By now whatever pain there was had been subverted completely by the fact Thea was constantly on the cusp of orgasm, and it seemed like only Bresk's expert and skilled cocksmanship was keeping her from the brink, keeping her at the apex of release just so her pussy would remain tight and juicy, allowing him to maximize his penetration of her with ease, without harming or paining the small framed woman.

None of the three understood this, but the lands where the Frost Barbarians lived were the harshest in all the world, and thus a Frost Barbarian was built and evolved over the generations to maximize the success of mating and ensure a healthy next generation. While essential in the lands of frost for survival, here in the temperate lands of Fereldan, what it mainly translated to was that Bresk was built for mating and all of his mates would experience the unparalleled delights of the experience of sharing a man whose stamina, skill and prowess was perfectly designed to maximize the efficiency, pleasure and success of the coupling.

In such a setting Bresk instinctively knew he could breed these women and many others over and over again. And deep in Thea's mind, and soon enough Jessica's as well, they would realize the same thing.

Finally, release came, more because Bresk willed it then anything as he could almost sense Thea's endurance had long surpassed its peak, and her pleasure racked mind long overcame any previous threshold she felt. It was time to cement the fact that Thea was to be his first true non-Chasind mate as opposed to a victim needing punishment like the bandit woman. Gripping her thigh firmly in his grasp, he held fast to her small body as it was wrapped around his hips, and impaled on his now climaxing cock, not wanting her body to wriggle off as his manhood literally erupted into her womb directly.

Immediately her body almost violently shuddered and writhed, sweat cascading from her glistening pale body, as she tried to cry aloud in delight only to be overcome by the incredible pleasure that overwhelmed her senses and robbed her of her voice. Her eyes lit up and her back arched, as she literally trembled and twisted and shivered and shook in his grasp. But Bresk held her steady, forcing her to fully absorb the full blissful experience of mating with a Frost Barbarian. There was no pain, it was pure pleasure.

After a near minute of constantly pumping his thick seed into her young nubile body, to the point her midsection seemingly bulged with the thick amounts of seed sloshing in her body, he pulled his cock out. But his cock was fitted so tightly in the Orlesian rogues pussy that it almost acted like a fully sealed plug on her womanhood for as soon as he withdrew his phallus, a thick torrent of cum and juice literally flowed freely from her stretched pussy and pooled around her legs, down to her knees and farther still.

Jessica rose to her knees, her tall, lean and tanned body almost completely unlike that of the curvaceous, pale, and small framed Thea. But she would soon experience the same incredible pleasures, and soon too, her womb would be filled with his potent seed.

The noblewoman looked down at Thea and saw Bresk had literally fucked her into what almost appeared to be a pleasure induced unconsciousness, her mind and body unable to cope with the raw arousal and bliss he had given her, so now the Orlesians body just laid there, absently shivering as she basked in the orgasmic afterglow. Within her, almost visibly, the thick creamy seed of the Frost Barbarian, still leaking from her pussy albeit in a less amount now, settled in her womb, seeding her eggs with his barbaric seed.

Jessica didn't smile. She didn't tremble. She just remained kneeling there as Bresk rose up in all of his masculine magnificence, his erect eighteen inch cock dripping with cum and juice, and took one step to close the distance with Jessica. She looked afraid, but there was no reason to. Bresk only punished his enemies with pain. With his mates, he rewarded them with incomparable pleasure before planting his child in them.

Reaching down his hand, her tugged on her smooth chin, bidding her to rise up and stand before them. And then, as she stood before him in her nude beauty, he wrapped his massively muscled arms around her, easily lifting the warrior woman off her feet and claimed her as well.

 

[Drakkwall]

I reach out, my arms grasping the full firm rear of Jessica, her buttocks getting a good squeezing form my fingers as I lifted her up. I kissed her, teasing her pussy by rubbing it against my erect phallus, the slime of Thea and my essence spreading over her toned tummy and wet slit. Suddenly without warning I let go of her rear and she slid down onto my phallus without the slightest resistance, my cock piercing her uterus instantly, her walls, while nto as tight as Thea, clenching around me in rapid spasms, suckling on my entire length, my balls rubbing against her buttocks.

She hung limp in the, the only thing holding her up being my cock in her womb, I suddenly grabbed her legs and forced them under my armpits, sliding my hands beneath her knees, making her upper body hang downwards, her long hair falling down, her breasts pointing at the ceiling. And then I began to ruthlessly pound my hips, as she was not as tender as Thea I showed no tenderness, I pumped and pounded my cock into her fertile loins without remorse, my grip on her legs keeping her from falling off, her torso shaking and her tits jiggling like water filled leather sacks as I my hips slapped against her crotch, my balls striking her firm ass with each pumping thrust into her creamy pussy.

Growling and grunting like a bear I begin to pound even faster, her body shaking and bouncing even faster, her tits slapping her face and ribs as I began to fuck her like a rabbit, not slowing down, a rapid fast sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed through the room. Her throat let out screams, moans, groans and gurgles of pure bliss as I used her like a rag doll, my cock filling her again and again without mercy. I could feel as her walls warped around my cock, sucking on its every inch, every vein rubbing her nerve filled insides and the hole of her uterus licking around my cock with each intrusion into the room leading to her egg chambers. I grow even more wild, My fingers digging into her thighs I pull her against my thrusts and I do not even find the mind to maintain a rhythm, I am just furiously pounding away into her loins, drool leaking from my jaws as I feel my cock swell up, gathering up its baby making spunk for the load that would make her carry her first of many children of my blood. Finally I arch my spine, my hips still pounding, my cock head burning as thick jets of cum explodes form my phallus and I snarl out like a wolf, my hips pounding into her without break. I can feel her walls suckling on me as I fill her womb, I can feel every bulge of sperm flow up my cock, stretching her pussy each time, the hot and cold sensation of the liquid flowing out of my cock and into her womb, with a mixture of urine. Then as I finally let out one last snarl and one final long spurt of seed makes me lose all control and I rip her off my cock, her body landing next to Thea. I feel bliss as my bladder lets out a torrent of sperm mixed with urine, covering them both with its sticky mixture as I groan out in release, man it had been so long since I last peed, I stand there, my cock limp but still able to fuck more if they wanted, cum, urine and the pussy juices of two women dripping off it in a sticky mixture.

 

[Neysha]

He mated with both of the women soonafterwards again, even though both of them were practically limp from the overwhelming pleasure he had given them. But their bodies were still warm and receptive to his advances, even if their minds were overcome by the afterglow of the incredible orgasms he had given each of them. As he descended upon each of them, their unthinking bodies writhed and cooed, absentmindedly thrashing in the throes of blinded passion as he sheathed his cock deep into each of his newest mates.

For Bresk, this was almost the standard practice, especially as he broke women in the first time into making love the Frost Barbarian way. They would eventually be exhausted mentally and physically by his advances while he was still horny and prepared to continue mating again and again. Plus having them in this state had its own benefits as he thrust himself deeper into their already cum filled sexes and felt their bodies still writhe, if not as vigorously, still doing so with reflexive stamina. He came into each of them individually, twice before finally leaving his room and using the bandit slut to clean his cock, before dragging her into the chambers to eat out the overflowing cum that was spilling out of both Thea's and Jessica's sore and swollen pussies.

It was then, after cumming nearly eight times, that he decided to finally go to sleep, placing himself between his two new cuddling mates, their fertile wombs filled with his seed.

It took several long days to arrive at Lake Calenhad, dropping off refugees along the way who spread the rumors of a surviving Grey Warden as they did so, until finally only the Chasind and a few others remained on board, dropping Bresk and his two women mates, as well as the Dog and Bandit slut, off near the Lake Calenhad docks. The Chasind, as recommended by Bresk and the Grey Warden, were going to take their ship to the other side of the lake and then head into the Frostback Mountains to avoid the Blight.

The Grey Warden and her two companions meanwhile approached the small dockside town which controlled access to the Mage Tower. There Thea and Jessica had formulated a plan of seeing if they could get the Mages and Templars support. Blights tended to strike at the main target first, which would be Denerim thus meaning smaller towns and villages, including the Mage Tower would be ignored. If that was true, Jessica reasoned that the towns around Lake Calenhad could assist the Orlesian reinforcements that Thea intended on bringing to the fight.

The two women met difficulties right from the onset however. "Identify yourselves," the lead Templar guard asked at the docks.

"My name is Thea," the short statured rogue replied, flanked by her two far taller and larger, as well as better armed companions. "I am a Grey Warden," she then added for effect, her hands already moving to the hilts of her weapons, just in case Loghains treachery reached here.

The Templar frowned. "You are a Grey Warden as well, then you are not the first one to say so in recent days," the guard responded.

The news immediately brought a surprised look to Thea. There were other Grey Warden survivors? "What do you mean?" she asked, in shock.

"Yes. But I will not say more until I bring you before the Knight-Commander and First Enchanter. It is they who will see if you have proof of your claims. For all we truly know, you could be an agent of Loghain." With that said the Templar waved for his companions to approach.

"We will go with you, but we will not be disarmed," Jessica replied, taking a stand immediately.
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Mage Tower

"This is Thea Brereton of Orlais Commander and her companions, Captain Jessica Cousland and Bresk Frostvale of the Wilder realm," the Templar guard stated as he gestured towards the three of them as they entered a ruined lobby, filled with armed Templar soldiers as well as a tired and worn looking First Enchanger Irving and Knight-Commander Greagoir.

"Ah you are not the first Grey Warden to arrive here," First Enchanger Irving stated.

"You already know I'm a Grey Warden?" asked Thea, in baffled surprise.

"Yes... the head of the Fereldan order, Duncan, informed me of the new Warden from Orlais he had brought here. He never made a comment on your survivability. You are to be commended for surviving Ostagar," Irving stated. "But as you no doubt have already been told, you are not the first Grey Warden visitor here."

"Who else survived?" Thea asked.

"Allistair of Redcliffe and Eladrina of the Dales, both new initiates. Even you are their senior," Greagoir interjected. "They helped us here when Uldred nearly overwhelmed the Tower with demons and blood magic and left but only a day ago."

She had heard of Allistair, but was so busy doing reconnaissance and scouting while in Ostagar, she had never had the chance to meet him. This Eladrina she had never heard of, and must've been one of the initiates who joined just before the Battle of Ostagar and deployed to the Tower to light the signal fire. She was impressed they had somehow managed to escape, but if anyone could, Grey Wardens would be the ones, even the new ones.

"Yes they were accompanied by a Maleficar and an Orlesian rogue. Interesting company to say the least," Irving interjected as Thea contemplated this.

"Do you know where they are now?" she finally asked, desperate to find more news that she wasn't the only Warden left in Fereldan.

"They made their plans unknown to even us after they got our pledges of support. It was a wise decision, considering how dangerous being a Warden in Fereldan is," Greagoir responded. "I am sorry we could not be of more help. We would offer you more assistance, but as you can see, we are currently rebuilding the tower and the mages must prepare for the Blight."

"Which brings us to a final matter my young dear. What are your intentions? Surely you came here to get our help in fighting the Blight but now that it was already done, what will you do now?" he asked.

"We are going to Orlais and will summon the Grey Wardens there and Maker willing, as many legions of Chevaliers that we can bring here in time," Thea stated boldly, causing more then a few heads to turn. Obviously Orlais was still unpopular. "Listen... the new Empress has no designs on Fereldan. She will believe as we do, that the Blight is the greatest concern. If Fereldan falls, Orlais will be next. With the Kings Army destroyed at Ostagar, you will need all of the allies you can get."

"Well then, we wish we could help you further, but alas...," Greagoir then stated.

"Perhaps there is something you can do to help us," Irving then said. "Something mutually beneficial. After the attack, one of our finest young mages, a young woman named Keili, fought honorably alongside us against the demons and blood mages, but fled soonafterwards. We must find her soon."

"Certainly one mage isn't that important to your efforts," Jessica said simply.

"It is not that," Greagoir stated. "If Keili is not found soon, she will be branded a Maleficar by the Chantry. I will be forced to dispatch Templars to hunt her down, and if they find her, they will kill her. Not only will we be losing a fine young mage, but I will lose a platoon of Templars as well trying to find her."

"Why did she escape? Was she involved in the attack on the Tower?" Thea asked.

Irving shook his head gravely. "Unfortunately, poor Keili is a conflicted young woman. She is extremely devoted to her faith and to the Maker and despite our guidance, has always considered her gifts of folding magic a curse and sees herself cursed because of it. During the attack, she stated that the Right of Annulment was the only solution to this. When the Grey Wardens proved that was not needed, she fled soonafter, apparently unable to cope with the fact that she wasn't killed for someone elses sins."

"If you could bring her back to us, we would be grateful. She is a faithful and powerful mage and does not deserve the status of Maleficar," Greagoir continued.

"But even if you find her, you must persuade her to return. She fled because she feels she must be punished, face penance for simply being a mage. Until she is convinced she has repented, any attempts at bringing her back will have to be done by force," Irving explained.

"And a mage like her will likely die before being captured," Greagoir stated. "ut if you do this, I am sure I will be able to pledge more of my Templars to fight alongside you and the Mages against the Blight."

"We'll see what we can do," Thea replied, before nodding to her two Elders and saying her farewells to them.

"So Bresk... your a good tracker and I'm a good scout. Hopefully between us we can run down a poor confused mage," Thea said.

"But when we find her, how are we going to convince her that she has done her penance?" Jessica asked.

"Oh... I already got an idea," Thea said, glancing at Bresks perpetually bulging loincloth. "She'll love the idea too, I guarantee, after her penance has been served..." she said with a big sinister grin.

 

[Drakkwall]

OOC: Will be absent for two days, will post when I return.

 

[Drakkwall]

The tower had been amazing, few such structures remained ot this time, there were a handful around in the frozen wastelands, though not as well kept as this tower, I spotted several young mage and templar women staring at me like hungry wolves. I listened to the conversation, I do not see why the people of Ferelden would not want the aid of others, even us Barbarians of the Frostlands know that even though we are strong as one are we stronger when two and even more when in the thousands.

I listened to the conversation between Thea and the mages and their keepers, interesting bunch, and I was curious about this other warden woman, I guess she was the one I saw that large Roc take into the forest, thought she was bird food, rocs are large predatory birds who eats anything smaller then them. As we leave the tower I take a bite out of the apple I had taken from the table of food from when the mages and templars had celebrated their survival, well some of the templars celebrated at least.

I didn't hear what the two were stating as we crossed the lake to the mainlands again, reaching the docks of the village, from what I had heard from the descriptions were we looking for a red headed mage with a curvy body she covered with baggy clothes, though how the templars saw it proper to spy on women undressing with their holy oaths and all that was confusing, or they could have just heard the gossip from the other female mages. apparently did they like to give vile nicknames to women with bigger breasts then them, and apparently had this Keili been one of the bustier girls, noticeable even if she tried to cover them with baggy robes.

Turning my head towards the girls, barely taking notice of Dog peeing on a tree with the bandit slut frowning in disgust as she was only four feet away from the intense smell of dog urine. "What be next? We go to tower, mages be on wardens' side, mage woman missing and other wardens still live, shall Bresk go find tracks of mage or shall we go find other friends for wardens?"

 

[Neysha]

"The priority should be heading to Orlais to rally support before it is too late, but we can get sidetracked by this I imagine," Thea stated reluctantly, apparently still having Orlais on the mind and leaving Jessica to wonder if Thea was simply feeling homesick. "As for the other two Wardens... I would like to meet them."

"I wouldn't advise that," Captain Jessica Cousland stated. "If either of us are intercepted by Loghain or the Darkspawn, then at least another group of Wardens remain. Plus we have no way to find your allies, at least in the short amount of time we have. Let them do what they think best, for it seems they are already doing quite a good job in rallying allies already. We should do what we can."

"Duncan sent the initiates out on a mission on the eve of the Battle of Ostagar, to find ancient treaties that the Grey Wardens had to gain help from the Circle, as well as the Dwarves of Orzammar and the Dalish elves that camp in the Brecilian forest. If there's ever a need to find them, we can check those places as well," Thea then reasoned. "But your right. We should stay on course and hope they succeed with their mission."

Finally coming to an answer for Bresk, Thea gave him it. "Let us find this Keili. If what they say is true, by doing so we'll be able to help release the Templars to help us in the War against the Blight. Between the two of us, we should be able to track this Mage. And if none of you have any objections, I think I have a good idea for how she can serve her... penance." With that said, she beckoned Bresk over to whisper in her ear so Jessica couldn't hear.

All Jessica saw was Bresk nodding and then what looked like a lecherous or lustful smile crossing his face. They were plotting something... something lewd no doubt.

"This Keili seems like a good sheltered woman. We have to convince her that by mating with you, and carrying your child, she'll prove to herself to the Maker. It'll be a win, win. The Mage helps us in the Blight, you get to mate with her and she'll have done her penance," Thea whispered in Bresk's ears sinisterly. "Plus I've seen your manhood firsthand. Taking you all in would make anyone feel like they're enduring a divine penance."

 

[Drakkwall]

OOC: Please rite what she whispered. I am curious.

Smirking at the idea that Thea had offered I was starting to feel the desire to mate again, but it would have to wait, for now I had a mage to find. We went into the village and there I discovered several things that seemed out of place, while the people told me they had never seen the girl I could tell by their body languages that they were lying. And when I asked about her they practically sang praises about the woman, telling me how she would come down to the orphanage and tell the children stories and even make small magic shows, though with templar guards of course.

I could tell why they were keeping her location secret, she was a dear friend of theirs and they were willing to risk the wrath of the templars by protecting her, admirable.Within an hour I had found an old barn where I found a mage robe, discarded into a pile of manure, along with several pieces of clothes that had been tested, among them underwear who I could tell were too small for a woman of such figure. Sniffing them I caught a scent of medical herbs and cinnamon. It was not fresh, probably half a day old, but this would help me track her, a discarded mage staff disguised as a sign post added even more clues, and in the directions of her scent I could tell she was going towards the southern mountains, past Red Cliff from the fact that she had apparently taken a horse, probably given to her by the villagers.

"Mage be off towards southern mountains, heard bad things about it, many nomads disappear in them, them survivors tell tales of mad men twisting worship of our gods and your god. Chasind declares mountain place of sin, it be forbidden to approach, Barbarians declare it mountain of sickness, it be sick and twisted." My kind were famous for our worship of dragons, but not in the sense as you might believe, we do not grovel to them like dogs, no, we worship them as the ultimate opponent, the ultimate sign of power. We earned our fame as the Frost Barbarians when the chasind Freuvan Frost killed the white dragon Trana'savi who lead an invasion from the Tevinter Imperium, he had taken her heart and eaten it, granting him her power of ice and frost, thus the first Frost Barbarian was born. At least that's what the stories tell us, although some speak of seeing Trana alive after the invasion. We do not hunt dragons, we do not attack them unless they challenge us, it is a battle of survival not one of blood lust, the dragons have our eternal respect and when they fall prey to the blood of the filth we raise our axes in sorrow, for such a proud being of power and nature to fall because of the actions of a rotting Empire was a truly sad time, it is the reason why we fight the filth when they come to the surface ,we kill them for defiling the most powerful beings in nature, whose existence do not just mark the peak of beauty in nature's evolution, but the strength any being thrive to reach.

 

[Neysha]

"I don't think we're equipped to handle a dragon if what Bresk says is true," Thea states as they continue heading south, Dog and Bandit slut in tow.

"Well it's not a certainty that there is a dragon, it's just according to legend," Captain Cousland replied. "Either way, if she is down there, you have to ask if your cause will be helped by being sidetracked in pursuit of this mage." Thea nodded, realizing that was true.
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Haven

They headed up several cold mountain trails, barely recognizable even in the summer, and continued trudging northward. It was, surprisingly enough, Thea would spotted the plumes of smoke in the distance, but Bresk was the one who led in navigating the various mountain passes. Either way, it took several stressful days to journey from Lake Calenhad to the village they came upon now, unmarked on any map and apparently recently razed.

Approaching the natural mountain ramp that led up to the town, they could smell smoke and ozone in the air, evidence that lightning had been used... likely of the magical sort. "Be wary, it could be Darkspawn," Captain Cousland stated.

But Thea was shaking her head. "Not possible, I do not sense them nearby," she said, fixing her short bow to be ready. "Dog... watch the slut while we head into the village."

With that said, they headed past the wide open main gate and saw the village guard at the entrance, wearing heraldry and emblazoned armor unlike that of any known in Fereldan, Orlais or beyond, was cut down, apparently by a great sword having cleaved through his his chest. And beyond, they could see several corpses scattered across the village square, all of armed men or mages and appeared to have fallen in battle... some time ago.

"Darkspawn didn't do this," Thea stated as they all bristled for action. "Do you recognize these soldiers?"

"No. It's not Fereldan," Captain Cousland responded, drawing her sword and shield as if they all were sensing trouble.

Then, as if in answer, a booming voice reverberated through the devastated town. "More infidel defilers have come. They have come to desecrate our village, preach sacrilege to our children, slaughter our reavers, and dishonor our Goddess Andraste reborn."

"We are not raiders!" Thea replied, unable to see where the booming voice was coming from. "We are Grey Wardens!"

"That is what the others who came before you said. After we are done with you, we will hunt down those that violated our temple, murdered her worshipers and refused to defile the Urn of Sacred Ashes," the voice growled again when suddenly columns of smoke appeared around them, each pillar of smoke suddenly revealing a strange warrior in darkened metal plate armor, great horned helmets and a terrifying bloodlust in their eyes as they raised their great axes and sawtoothed cleaving swords high in hand.

"Reavers!" Captain Cousland shouted out in alarm, referring to the almost mythical warriors, empowered by the dragons themselves, into a deadly blood fueled lust and rage. "They are reavers!" she said, before the battle was joined.

 

[Drakkwall]

Growling I swung my axe and the armor covered figures could only gasp as the edge of my weapon dented the metal of their chest armor and crushed inwards, crushing their ribcage in the process, leaving the lying gasping for breathe as the blood flooded their lungs. Stomping over the carcasses I let out a battle cry that echoes through out the mountains like thunder clashing over the howls of the storm. The enemies falter, their first mistake, I leap forward and raises my axe and swings my weapon in an upward curve like arch, the force of the blow caused a blade of air pressure to flow out in a wave like manner and flung the defilers into the air, those that were hit in point range were riped apart by the pressure.

One of the robed men began to gather magic and he shouted out in arcane fury as he fueled his spell. "How dare you infidel! We shall kill you in the name of And-" Rearing my head back I slammed it into the loudmouth's face, breaking his frail old neck in the process, the massive fire ball he had been building exploded out into a massive dome of fire, the world was an existence of fire for an instance before it dissolved into the very air, leaving me with slightly smoking skin but otherwise unharmed, my frost aura protecting me.

Griping the throat of the other mage I squeeze it and make him choke on his breathe as the battle goes on around us, and with my axe held ready I growl into his face. "Were be da mage girl defiler?" He choked out in anger, glaring at me in defiance, foolish but brave.

"That heretic slut!? She shall be hung up as a sacrifice to quell Andraste's fury on us for failing to release her powers from the shell of the sacred ashes!" Narrowing my eyes I squeeze tighter and I grow out one word. "Where?" "I will never tell, you will have to kill me first." I smirked and just sniffed the air and murmured out in a calm manner as arrows whistled past me, bouncing off my hardened armor and skin. "Smell of moss, cold rocks, damp air, fresh water, fire rock and da smelly acid fumes. Defiler temple be on mountain top yes?" His shocked face was all the answer I needed and I just smirked as he struggled to try and deny it. "Thank you." I then twist his neck and throw the carcass like a missile at some of the archers, pushing them down the cliff side behind them.

I grip a boulder from the earth and fling it like it is a pebble and the rock crushes several of the dragon defilers, the force of my throw like that of a small catapult. It was the result of years of playing the game, Rock smash, you grabbed a big rock or boulder and threw it at a target, the one to cause the most destruction with five to ten throws would win. Soon enough were all the defilers lying dead on the earth, their blood bringing nutrition for the world they had defiled with their sinister deeds. "Mage girl be on mountain, defilers sacrifice mage girl to dragoness, must stop, mage no good food for dragons, might corrupt into abo-abo-abomonination dragon."

 

[Neysha]

"An abo-abo-abomination?" Thea asked incredulously as she held her dagger to the throat of a still squirming and crippled Cultist rogue. "That sounds triple bad!" she added with a smirk to her bad joke delivery before needlessly cutting the throat of the rogue she had bested in combat, a long spray of blood unfortunately geysering out of the cut womans throat and accidentally splattering onto Jessica's armor. "Oh sorry."

Jessica just frowned as she glanced at her blood splattered armor and sighing. "Well I don't want to clean my armor twice today, let's head to the mountain. If what they said is true, someone already came in here and cleared house."

"A Grey Warden no less," Thea replied with a smirk as she started poking the nearby corpses with the tip of her sword to make sure they were dead. "Can't imagine why a Grey Warden would fight with such friendly people," she added sarcastically.

"They said that they were sacrificing Keili to Andraste... last I checked Andraste was with the Maker... as in dead," Jessica stated as they proceeded towards the mountain top, making their way through what looked like a corrupted Chantry with more dead bodies, and up to a vast cavernous and ruined temple entryway, which was also filled with dead bodies and a few traps Thea managed to swiftly detect and disarm.

Having not sighted another living soul since the village several hours ago, the party was beginning to get discouraged until Thea spotted a side cavern and suddenly they found this particular tunnel led to the outside, to the mountaintop. Following the blasts of fresh, cold mountain air filtering down the tunnel, the party finally emerged, basked in the cool, clear and crisp light of day only to see the sun shining down on them.

And then a great shadow, almost like an eclipse, drew over the entire party as with incredible gasps, they all looked up and wide eyed, beholding the view of a dark skinned High Dragon perched on a cleft towards the top of a neighboring mountain.

Then they saw, tied between a pair of ruined pillars, was Keili, almost stripped naked except for her undergarments and shivering in the wind. Beside her, several more reavers were standing guard when they spotted the outsiders and already moved in to attack.

"The dragon is just sitting there!" Thea stammered as she drew her bow.

"It won't attack us unless we disturb it!" Captain Cousland responded.

"So basically until we try to free Keili... great," Thea replied, somehow wishing in the back of her mind that she could've been persuaded not to take this quest after all. "Doesn't look like Andraste," she then said, nocking an arrow to fire at the oncoming Reavers.

"Maybe you can ask the High Dragon politely to help us fight the Blight. Invoke your Right of Conscription," Captain Cousland stated in a rare moment of dry sarcasm. Thea frowned, loosing an arrow in the direction of her currently human enemies and trying not to be distracted by the great dragon observing the battle taking place below her passively... for the movement.

"Couldn't hurt I guess," Thea replied with an equally sarcastic frown as she planted her first arrow into the eye of the leading Reaver.

 

[Drakkwall]

I smirked as I hefted my axe over my shoulder, the dragon was a magnificent beast, a true marvel of evolution, the greatest hunter, but for some reason did the creature not seem... happy? It seemed discontent, bored, sad even. It was awfully thin, I could spot four of its ribs easily, the thing had barely had time to eat. Then I realized it, the Reavers, she wanted to eat but she had to protect her eggs from the reavers who would use the hatchlings, wyrms and dragonlings as breeding stocks and war beasts, whiel dragons were known for their crueal natural ways so do I know they are highly protective of their eggs, I bet the only reason this dragon hasn't just killed them all is because she is too tired and hungry, only able to fly short distances and not able to breathe so much fire as she should.

Frowning I speak up in a rather angry voice. "This wrong... Dragon meant to be strong creature, proud and glorious. Reavers abuse dragon's instincts, she protect eggs, cannot fed nor sleep. She be too weak to fight. She no kill defilers for they worn her out, she too tired to fight them all." Stomping forward I swing my axe and the first Reaver falls with a stump for a neck, following up I kick the crotch of a fanatic and toss him down into a sulphur pit, his screams echoes through the valley. With a back hand I send a reaver to join his face and then I crush a helmet and the head within it by smashing down the flat sideof my axe, crushing the head like a grapefruit. The leader was all that remained and he was running towards a gong of some kind, probably a device they used to call on the dragon, which ever case, the dragon would not aid him now that he was the one to remain. Motioning for the others to stand back I watched as the dragon flew down, or rather glided down, her eyes burning, but nto at us but at the defiler in his armor, shouting add praises to her.

 

[Neysha]

Thea squinted her eyes as the leader was suddenly engulfed in a great cloud of smoke and the entire mountain itself seemed to tremble as the High Dragon precluded its descent with a great column of flame unleashed from its terrible maw, engulfing several dozen square meters of the mountaintop in bright pitch and flame. The smoke and steam itself blasted outward, enveloping the small party before billowing over the entire mountaintop.

The steam and smoke soon dissipated however, as Thea, her hands still fixed on her bow, peered through the gray haze, looking for possible targets, as if sensing danger. But after a loud dragons roar, there was only silence. "I have to find Keili," Thea stated firmly, the recent events shocking her into realizing that they had a mission.

"Wait a minute!" Jessica said, calling after her only to see the rogue simply dart into the pervasive gray haze, despite the fact that a High Dragon might still be out there. But before pursuing, Bresk laid a hand on Jessica's shoulder, holding her firm. He already knew Thea's capabilities. Unlike the rest of them, the Orlesian rogue was perfectly capable of navigating areas even without the use of her eyes thanks to years of practice and experience. If anyone could avoid enemies and find Keili in this cloud of steam and smoke, she could.

The next startle came when another humanoid silhouette, yet clearly inhuman, contrasted a dark shape against the light gray smoke. Captain Cousland was immediately on guard, raising her shield and weapon at the ready, knowing full well whoever was approaching, it was no typical human, elf or dwarf, or even looked like a Darkspawn. Whatever it was though, it was approaching them rapidly as if it had smelled them out through all the smoke.

 

[Drakkwall]

What I had imagined dragons to be it had not been like this, as the smoke cleared it revealed an obvious female humanoid, long serpentine tail, clawed legs and hands, a full bosom covered by a thick black robe and a fin like mane running down from a draconic head to the tip of the tail. I had heard stories about dragons taking the shape of humans, but I had never heard about anything like this before. As the smoke cleared out I saw Thea removing the tied up mage from her bonds and the dragoness looked at us with curious eyes in her current shape, I have to admit she looked delicious, just like the other women I had mated with.

Walking over to Thea I grab her attention as she lifts down the unconscious mage from the cross and I point at the approaching dragoness, and I feel a slight smirk at the sight of her surprised face. She almost drops the mage but I lean forward and catches the unconscious woman with one hand and carefully lift her over my shoulder, her silk covered breasts pressing into my back. As the dragoness stopped about thirty feet from us I could tell she was about six feet and four inches tall, I cough into my hand and I speak up in greeting, unsure how to speak to a dragoness. "Bresk greet da noble dragon, hope she grow stronger with defilers gone from mountain."

 

[Neysha]

Jessica just stood there, gawking for lack of a better term, at the dragonoid female that was literally towering over herself and yet still was shorter then Bresk, but seemed just as well built. "I had no idea..."

"Me neither," Thea replied, also impressed but also capable of doing a much better job of ignoring it. "So your not Andraste?" she asked, only to have the Dragonoid not even look, much less acknowledge her. Instead she seemed focused intently on Bresk, looking at him like he was a stud to mate with... or some other piece of desirable meat.

After a few more minutes of awkwardness, Thea just shrugged. "Let's head back to camp before something even crazier happens," the Grey Warden finally responded as the party finally heard Keili weakly murmur something about why they saved her and how she had to serve her penance... through blood. All of that talk of course being immediately ignored by the rest of the pragmatic party as they headed on their way.

 

[Drakkwall]

I am not sure why but it felt like the dragoness was following us, I could feel her gaze on me as we strode down the mountain away from the burning village, I guess she must be making sure we didn't do anything wrong like the defilers had. We soon reached the camp we had set up in the middle of the forest in an empty glade, the unconscious mage was put down in a bed roll and I watched as Thea and Jessca began to prepare food. I watched dog bark happily as it draged the slut around with him, I then decided to release some tension I had gotten from the sight of the beautiful dragoness.

Walking over to dog I untie him from the former bandit queen and he happily runs off to dig up some things he thought smelled funny. I yanked off the clothes of the slut, baring her dark skinned body to me. Untying my loincloth I let it drop to the ground and I press her up against a tree and pressed my cock agaisnt her wet slit. I presses it inside her already pregnant womb and in doing so pushes her up against the smooth bark of the tree. Griping her thighs with my large hands I rear back my hips before slamming it upward, pounding into her tight pussy, my mouth biting down on her neck, her large tits pressing againstm y own muscular chest as I pressed myself against her while my hips slammed repeated against her crotch, my cock filling her tight wetness again and again.

The sound of my balls slapping her skin along with her moans and the slurping suction of her pussy as it sucked on my cock echoed through oru heads. She was lost in the pleasure, her hips jerking agaisnt mine ,attempting to push me deeper, with a primal growl I bite down on her neck, leaving a red bite mark, her body responding to my animal like dominance and I can feel my cock spasm in pleasure as I feel my orgas m approach as her own orgasm caused her tight channel to clench around me rapidly, and i fill her womb with my white seed again.

 

[Neysha]

Thea was finished spicing the food, finding the typical Fereldan cuisine of cook until everything was a bland gray color to be somewhat unappetizing when she continued to hear the deep, throaty moans of the bandit Queen getting raped and bred by Bresk, who apparently had to relieve some sexual tension because of his encounter with the weird looking Dragoness.

Knowing Jessica wouldn't be interested in such things, Thea headed over to Bresk just to see if he was still interested in the arrangement from earlier. As they were heading back and Keili was making a quick recovery, not in the least thanks to her own magical healing and recuperation skills, Thea had struck up an exploratory conversation with the young mage as to why she seemed to feel constantly ashamed of being born what she was and realized that her concept of penance was restraining her.

So Thea decided to enact her plan... tonight.

Approaching Bresk at the edge of camp, the rogue arrived just in time to see the Bandit Queen slump against the base of the tree, thick streams of fresh hot cum streaming out of her abused pussy. Upon seeing Thea's approach, she tried to murmur something, only to have the rogue cut her off. "I don't want to hear what you have to say Bandit Slut. Your only purpose unless you give Bresk a child is for pleasure," Thea stated casually before turning to Bresk, but finding her eyes constantly drawn to his still erect cock.

"Keili still feels imprisoned by her idea of penance. She won't be of much use to anyone unless she can overcome this," Thea stated, continually stealing admiring looks at his nude body as she talked serious business to him. "Having children tends to change things about people and considering how good of a person this mage seems to be, maybe she can use your... special help." Thea then glanced at the aptly named Bandit Slut, someone no one in the party had bothered or desired to know the name of. "Try not to ruin her either eh Bresk?" Thea then added with a smirk. "She's a nice girl after all."

 

[Drakkwall]

Slipping out my cock from the exhausted slut I forced her to lick me clean before I pulled on my loincloth and had her on her feet. I slap her ass and make her go to the camp where she lies down in a bedroll and fall asleep, she was an evil bitch but it wouldn't do to let her baby end up mistreated, so I drop her clothes by the bedroll and stride over to the makeshift bench where the pretty mage is sitting, praying for her sins or some other garbage.

Sitting down by her side I watches her falter in her prayer as she eyes me with caution, I smile in a greeting manner as I raise a hand and pats her shoulder, she had not put on her robes yet, only in her underwear still for some reason. "Thea tell Bresk that mage lady think she deserves punishment for being mage yes?" At her confirmation I rubbed my neck and spoke up in a confused voice, I had to admit that I was baffled why anyone would want to be killed because they were born a mage.

"Why pretty mage lady want punishment for being mage? Not make sense. No have control if mage or not, just is, why want punishment?" As I spoke I wiggled myself closer so I was sitting next ot her, my muscular arm rubbing against her smaller one, she looked a little flustered bu began to tell me why she wanted to be killed, seeing magic to be a sin upon humanity wrought on them as a curse for their evil deeds against the mage. But that just confused me, the Barbarian Queen Andraste had been a powerful mage, even more powerful after she became aligned with the power of the creator, or maker as they fine folks called him. Her songs were well known among my kind and the stories of how she rode upon dragons fighting the evil dragons who were using their influence and worship by the Tevinter Imperium to gain power as gods from the simpletons.

 

[Neysha]

"None of us are worthy of Andraste's grace," she whimpered softly, slowly and gradually leaning against his heavily muscled arm. "All my life I've been told how us mages are always on the edge of becoming abominations. And then it happened, and so many of my brothers and sisters fell so easily to the temptation. There is no reason why we would be given this course unless we were born into evil," she muttered. "The Templars should of slew us all for our inherent sinful nature."

All my life I have tried to do good works, helping the weak and ill and infirm and those not as capable as myself, and the tower being torn asunder is my reward. I think it is now clear to me. Regardless of whatever I do, I can never be rid of the sin that I was born into. I do not think there is a penance I could serve that would prove I am as righteous as I wish to be," Keili then pouted, shaking her head. "Yet everytime I try to die a good death, I am always saved by those misguided enough to do so." She turned to Bresk.

"For what it's worth, I thank you but I do not belong here. My only consolation is that with this Blight, perhaps I can find a death worthy enough to serve as penance for my existence," she added morosely. "Only in death will I be able to redeem my nature."

 

[Drakkwall]

Okay I was seriously getting a major headache from this, for such a woman with beauty and talent to just want to throw it away because she thinks her powers are a sin? Good grief and I thought those weird black dressed youngsters who cut themselves and read awful poetry were depressing, well I am not going to stand by and watch this lady attempt to commit honorable suicide.Warping my arm around her I hug her to my side, pressing her gently against my muscles, my hand resting on her thigh, and I speak up in a serious voice. "Bresk no think punishment for having magic make sense, but if mage lady want to be punished for having magic then Bresk's people got punishment."

I looked at Thea and motioned for her to join me in convincing the mage to take the punishment, it wouldn't do for me to just ravage her on the spot, no, she needed to be convinced, she needs to drown herself into the penance. It would give her not the cruel sensation of dominance I had put on the bandit slut, but it would still seem like a punishment, an enjoyable punishment from a master or an owner of a slave or pet.

 

[Neysha]

Keili's eyes visibly googled, as she had full well noticed the Bandit woman that they had previously kept tied to the Mabari. "Umm... I do not see how such treatment would-," she started to stammer as her entire body, inexperienced completely in love, squirmed from Bresk's practiced hand rubbing her thigh. Whatever she was about to say, was lost as she uttered her first soft moan.

But as Keili thought about trying to get away, she felt Thea's hands on her shoulders, holding her in place as well as slowly peeling her robes off of her shoulders. "Don't resist this Keili. You desired punishment and you will serve penance for these sins you feel you have. I guarantee after we are done with you however, that you'll have a new perspective on life."

With that said, her hands slipped down Keili's backside, stripping her robe off of her upper body, revealing the flimsy and soiled undershirt Keili was wearing underneath as Bresk simply rises up to his full grandquer, casting a shadow over both of the women. "But... But... I cannot... My virtue remains intact and..." she started to ramble incoherently, almost whining as her eyes googled upon seeing the almost obscenely large bulge growing beneath Bresk's loincloth.

Emphasizing her virginity was obviously not going to work on dissuading him.

 

[Drakkwall]

I slip my hands beneath the robes, untying them, spreading them apart, revealing the clothes she wear beneath them, slipping my big finger beneath the hem of her shirt I push it upwards, releasing her full mounds to the air, her hard nipples pointing out like two spear tips. Lowering my mouth to her left tit I warp my mouth around the flesh, suckling on the large mound, while I slowly let my large hands slip down beneath the hem of her panties and slowly pull them down her smooth legs, revealing her pink virgin pussy to the cruel world.

I can feel Thea's smooth fingers tease my bulging manhood, she was untying the loincloth, slowly but surely revealing my erect cock, the thick precum slipping from the tip leaking like white bubbles down over her fingers as she rubs my cock, showing it off for the mage. I can feel a hungry gaze from the forest eying my phallus, I know that there's more then one fertile and non-bred female around, but I focus on this one for the moment. I lower my mouth from her breasts, slowly kissing my way down her tummy, tasting the salty sweat of her body as she began to go into a strong heat, her body adjusting for my and her needs. When I reach me pussy I playfully lap my tongue over the nectar drooling virgin slit, tasting her fertility as I slip my tongue inside, tasting her very essence with my tongue slipping around inside her.

OOC: Made the Minotaur RP, here's the link. http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?p=35587252#post35587252