Fantasy - Lady Hanna - On the Run (Open)

[little_golden]

OCC: Open to a few players interested in posting several times per week. I'll be playing the role of Lady Hanna. You can pick an existing character and develop them or make up something new. I'm hoping the thread will allow for a storyline of escape, travel and adventure before the Great Wizard catches up to the party. I hope that whoever joins will feel open to creating NPCs as we travel and to help in creating fun subplots along the way as they fully develop their characters.

IC:

Lady Hanna was born to a human life of wealth and privilege. At the age 18, the petite lady was 5'6, 102 lbs, with the fair skin, long blonde hair and big dark blue eyes. The long blonde hair reached to her feet and was rumoured to be the source of her magical abilities. Most often she keeps it braided and it reached to her waist when so tied. Her dark deep blue are very memorable and attract a lot of attention.
Men are quick to stare at her sweet rear end and her small perky breasts.

She had everything a rich noble bitch could want - fine dresses, servants, gold, reputation, family honor, and many suitors. But it all changed the day her servant girl Aya introduced Hanna to the world of black magic. She wasn’t satisfied with the trifling of white magic or tricks of illusion that she could perform at will.

In a few short years, in her young life, she became addicted to black magic and enslaved to the Great Wizard who used and abused her at will. For the knowledge of the black magic she has sacrificed everything - her good name, her body, the lives of her trusted servants and her wealth. Though fallen from heavenly grace and now cast out of her noble family she still holds her head high - and works her way through life's long road.

Lady Hanna's good looks and sinful body have aided her - almost as much as her black magic. She looks sweet and innocent but is a devious conniving bitch. She is a user of men and women alike and loves to cause quarrels and problems for others. Through the suffering of others she obtains her own momentary happiness. Others on her voyages are looking to abuse and use her to obtain their own selfish delights. It is a cruel world.

At age 22, a little “misunderstanding” with her master the Great Wizard occurred that caused her to take quick and hasty flight. Her master, teacher, rapist and lover went crazy when she was caught fucking one of his guests. The guest, a minor lord with great fire magic, was turned into a lizard, when they were caught in the deed. Lady Hanna, was traded her body for some knowledge of his fire magic when the Great Wizard caught the pair. In a fit of rage he promised her a similar fate, and to punish her for her transgression, he locked her in a cell in the wizard's tower.

Lady Hanna with little time to spare was desperate to avoid the Great Wizard's revenge. She feared being turned to stone or being cast into the body of a wretched harpy. They were such vulgar, crude and ugly creatures. Trading her body to the guard and using a little charm magic the ensuing seduction allowed her to escape the tower. Dressed only in a simple peasant's black skirt and white blouse she escaped.

With no money, but with a few stolen magical items (amulet of magic protection, a cursed venomous dagger and ring of regeneration) and a tall white mare she starts a new life on the run. Her black magic is strong but very limited. She can summon forth minor demons and the undead (but controlling them is lacking). Hanna has great success with charm/seduction magic and modest success with sleep spells. She has studied minor illusions, can read magic and use most magical items.

Lady Hanna arrived in the town of Appleberry in the late evening. It had taken charm magic, a big smile, a promise to meet up with the guard on his off shift to gain her clandestine access into the city. She knew her entry to the city would last only as long as the guard's desire to sleep with her or until he was offered gold for information. With some good fortune from the Gods she hoped for a day or two before her master could gain her trail. She dreads the fate the angry Great Wizard might bestow upon as punishment.

The big white mare was near exhaustion and she knew the animal would need to be rested, feed, watered and groomed. She considered stealing very briefly but didn't know the law in this land as she had crossed borders in her flight. In some places, thieves were branded or mutilated or thrown in prison. If she had money she could take the risk of paying a fine but since she had so little and no friend to call upon she was out of luck. She was quick to find the livery but the man working the stable stared at her long and hard.

The livery man was probably in his thirties with a red-blondish beard and moustache that hide most of his face. He walked with a limp. He was broad shouldered, muscular but smelt like a donkey. She knew by looking at him that he was of low birth and was probably injured serving in the militia or army. His beady black eyes followed her as she led her big white mare towards his stable. His hands were dropped onto his hips, and he looked at her as if she were a fine female slave or local prostitute.

Hanna knew she was quite the sight with her stunning with fair skin, long braided blonde hair that reached to her bum, her big blue eyes, slim body and perky breasts. Compared to the massive white horse, she was small. Her clothing peasant like, coarse and revealing were at odds with her commanding voice, soft educated speech and the fact she had been riding side saddle (like many noblewomen from her domain).

“That’s a fine piece of flesh!” the stable man called out to her. Lady Hanna had no idea whether he was referring to herself or the mare. Given his low birth, she was quick to take command:

"Take care of my horse.... Give her oats... and water and have your man brush her carefully.... She's tired and needs rest.... Take good care of her... I'll pay well" Hanna explained to the livery keeper.

The livery man had a big grin on his face. He wasn’t used to being ordered about by a woman. Who was she? he wondered. How can a peasant woman possess such a fine animal? Why did she speak more like a lady than a farm girl? He could sense the beauty before him was indeed an oddity. In his eyes she could sense he was torn between trying to bed her and trying to get advance payment for the horse's care. She instantly didn't trust him as his dark eyes shifted across her body.

"Look I have gold!" offered Hannah as she performed a small act of illusion and made what appeared to be a handful of gold, and a small purse appear in her hand.

“Aye… your gold is good with me… I’ll take fine care of your steed” the livery man smiled. In his mind he was pondering how to get the wench, her gold, and then to maybe sell both the woman and her horse for his tidy profit.

Lady Hanna couldn’t read his mind but knew this rogue had an evil heart and a lustful body judging by the growing erection in the man’s pants. He was built like a horse!

Lord Hanna spoke in a commanding fashion:

"I will rest at the inn I passed on the way here and shall return in the morning at sunrise. I want her rested and well take care of... I must travel far in the morning" Hannah went on as she pretended to pocket her purse and the gold coins.

The livery man was quick to then respond by taking the reins and assisting Hanna to the ground.

"Oh yes... yes... In the morning... I'll groom this fine animal myself" he promised her.

But his own plans were simple enough and came to him in a burst of evilness. He assumed she was a peasant horse thief and the mere fact that the horse was likely worth several hundred gold pieces and in her possession made her a likely criminal. When she returned for the horse, he would threaten to call the guards if she wanted it back. If she wasn't a thief, she'd accept that, and go willingly to the local magistrate, if she was a horse thief or criminal she would flee. Either way, he'd get payment, a reward, or maybe even the horse itself. He grinned at his own cunning. If she was indeed a criminal maybe he could bed the wench before turning her in.

If she left with or without the fine horse, he’d lay a trap for her just outside of town. He and the boys would snatch her right off the road. He’d take the horse for “outstanding payments”. He and the boys would fuck her pussy till she was black and blue. When she recovered from their gang bang in a few weeks, he’d sell her to the local slavers or brothel. A good beating, branding and a slave collar were a deserving end for a woman so beautiful and foolish.

Hanna could sense his evil intentions. She herself was no honest woman and the lands were full of trickery and scullery. With a quick step she walked the streets towards the inn she had passed earlier. From the outside, she could see lantern light, the clatter of the door, and loud voices. It looked like an inn frequented by common folk, as the outside was rough and well used. There was an odor of ale and venison that floated in the air.

With a large gulp of air to help calm her nerves, she pushed open the door and walked into the inn. The level of noise increased. She could smell stale ale and it made her stomach flutter. The smoke from the many pipes and the fire pit stung her beautiful blue eyes. She could feel many sets of eyes upon her as she worked her way across the room to a small empty table...

Will I be whoring, or thieving or deceiving tonight? She asked herself mentally as her eyes scanned the room.

Lady Hanna could sense several pair of male eyes upon her. It was most tempting to simply pick a man for the night. But she had to pick the right one. The man had to be strong and a good lover, yet, had to be wealthy. If he were handsome maybe she could just seduce him or charm him into helping her. She could plant the idea of either helping her in her escape or sharing his resources. Of course, if he actually fell in love, well, then she'd have some real control over him. Briefly she pondered the seduction of a female rather than a male - a lover was a lover after all.

The voices were many and gruff as she looked around the room. There were a mix of races, and males and females among the occupants in the main room. The fellow guests at the inn spoke in several dialects some of which sounded foreign to Hanna.

Smelling the cooked venison reminded Hanna of her own hunger. Looking around the room she saw a particularly drunk human male who continued to drink gulp after gulp of a series of tall mugs of ale. He wore fine chain armour, and the blade in his scabbard looked costly as several red rubies shone from the hilt of his long sword. His hair was light collared and he was of medium build. She was tempted to seduce and to steal his possessions but to hawk them in town might invite both attention and trouble. Lady Hanna pushed the man from her mind as she continued to scan the room for a worthy target.

Maybe not steal his possessions… but I can steal some gold or silver. He’s pretty drunk… This may just work fine…., Lady Hanna thought to herself.

The plan was simple. She would disguise a piece of scrap food on her table as gold coin and ask the soldier to exchange it in silver. He'd see the coin and her sweet face and eagerly agree. When the illusion faded he'd find the morsel of food in his purse and she'd be long gone. If he discovered it sooner and came to his senses, she'd deny cheating him, and point out that the man was a drunken liar.

Placing the food bit in her hand, she mumbled to herself, and transformed it to a gold piece as she opened her hand. With careful measured step, she approached the soldier. Conveniently as others watched the hold piece in her hand, she spoke softly to the soldier and asked if he could exchange it.

"Sorry to bother you... good Sir... I'm not from these parts... and often a gold piece is hard to exchange with the locals as one travels. I bet a man such as yourself... Could help me by exchanging to silver.... Rather than the 20 silver to a gold piece, perhaps 18 silver pieces to compensate you for your kindness good Sir?"

Lady Hanna was smiling at him as his alcohol fogged up mind worked. She could sense him pondering the request and then she felt relief as his drunken eyes gazed across her slim feminine body.

"Why... why yes....wench!" the soldier replied in a loud drunken fashion as he fished out his purse and one by one handed her 18 silver pieces

"May the Gods smile upon your kindness ... good Sir" Lady Hanna replied as she eagerly took the real silver and gave him the scrap of food disguised as a gold piece. She smiled teasingly at him as if to suggest the possibility of greater familiarity. Her smile went from ear to ear as he dropped the disguised morsel of food into his coin purse and returned it to his pocket.

"Girl... hot food for me.... and red wine.... and another ale for this good Sir!" she proclaimed to a girl walking amongst the customers. There was sheer delight in her sweet voice for her monetary woes were temporarily resolved. Walking back to her table there was a look of smug satisfaction on her face for duping the drunken soldier.

As she sat down, she knew for certain, that the illusion had faded away. Illusions were good for small tricks, big illusions lasted mere moments, little illusions handed off to others had a very short existence, but illusions in contact with her person could last much longer.

As the food and wine arrived, she smiled, and then began her meal. Looking closely around she saw a few guests looking as if they were planning something. She was eager to join others leaving the town. She needed to blend in with others so that she would be less noticeable. There was more strength in a group than alone. Of course she wouldn’t tell them, that her presence would put them in mortal danger from the great wizard….

Lady Hanna pondered her own past as she swallowed mouthfuls of food in a lady like fashion. Her good manners were at odds with the local ruffians and common folk whom she pretended to be like. For years, she had been her master's concubine and apprentice. It was no secret that she had willingly bonded herself to him in exchange for his dark magical knowledge. Like a selfish self-centered child she got what she wanted - a solid understanding of basic magic and a good taste of evil black magic. The expected cost - sexual relations with an old hideous man and being his servant she paid in full until her escape. The loss of her reputation and status, with her parents, the nobility, the people and the church she had paid in full. In her mind, the trade off was still worth it.

She recalled that to the Oracle of Venna she had traded her family jewels for a glimpse of the future and guiding wisdom. The ancient woman had been precise with her prediction that Lady Hanna had a gift for magic. The oracle foretold of evil power, sorrows, deviancy, domination, lust, and pain. Hanna had run out of the oracle's hall before the reading had been finished. With her recent change of fortune, she regretted that hasty decision. At the time she had been in an angry rage as she felt cheated by the reading and her fate.

The unexpected costs of her apprenticeship to the dark arts were numerous and painful. Her master had dehumanized her to the pain and suffering of others. He had erased her inhibitions about modesty and propriety. Now she was a cunning self-serving bitch - with a sweet look - but a manipulative exploitive nature. It was nothing for her to create and cause conflict and pain for others. Her conscience had been dulled and guilt no longer surfaced. At her master's request she had seduced men, and kidnapped or tricked women, to meet her master's need for sacrifices or experimentation. She was taught to use her body, magic and gold to get what she sought most of all - more magic.


Lady Hanna could see several men eyeing her. To be playing and to attract some interest, Hanna made a small hand gesture, for the several seconds, her white peasant blouse disappeared (illusion) and her small perky breasts and her fine erect pink nipples could be gazed upon by anyone.

"See anything you like?" she softly teased several men at the nearby table.
In the background there was some gasps and hoots from the less drunk of the men, as they enjoyed an eyeful of sexy body and firm small breasts. Then the illusion that cause her white peasant blouse to disappear faded. Several men rubbed their eyes as if questioning if the brief vision of her lovely breasts had been true. Lady Hannah smiled at the men.

After several sips of the wine, Lady Hanna's mind drifted to her own past. She actually smiled and then giggled as she remembered the time she was caught by her parents in the back of a gypsy's caravan. She was being ruthlessly fucked by two old men, as they cast chants and charms upon her. Her father had freaked out, for the old men filled her young body with their seed and spoiled her virginity. The arrangement that she would marry a local lord came to a crashing end as word spread of her dirty deed and what a harlot she truly was. The memory was both sweet and painful. For her many dirty deeds she had been cast aside from the family and she had run away, confused, hurt and vengeful. It was the Great Wizard who had given her refuge – but for a price.

Lady Hanna's brain refocused as for the briefest of moments she had the sensation that maybe she was daydreaming. Looking to a side for a moment she tried to get a sense for the room for a number of the drunks were now leaving the inn while other guests were moving upstairs to their rooms.

Her plan was simple. She would sleep with the overflow and the rift raft in the common room. There would likely be ten or twenty men and herself. The men would be mostly drunk or exhausted from travel. Nonetheless, she would find a few men attractive enough to entice her interest, else guests rich enough to afford her exquisite young firm sexy body. Lady Hanna was exhausted from her flight from her master and her recent use of magic. There was a price to be paid for the magic she had used tonight and during her escape - she needed rest.

 

[JokerWild]

Name: Gadu

Age: 22

Race: Barbarian(human)

Looks: 7'0, 325 lbs(very muscular), africanamerican male
lightcomplexion with hazel eyes, head shaven.

Personality: A quiet man who spends his days wandering, despite his hard facial features he is a nice guy unless you anger him. Unlike his barbarian brothers and sisters he's somewhat educated and enjoys peace and solitude. Like any other barbarian he loves females but keeps himself in check.

Race Background: A mixture of black magic, giants, and humans resulted in the barbarian race being born, though they look normal they grow very fast in childhood. Their strength is unmatched by any human unless they're facing magical beings or another barbarian. The tallest a barbarian can grow is up to 8'5. Many barbarians are ruthless and angry beings, living their lives traveling and killing those they consider to be weak and useless, many of them are stupid and have gained a reputation for being ignorant and short-tempered monsters.

Personal Background: From the day of his birth he was outcasted, his mother dying in childbirth and his father abandoned him when he was eight years old. He grew up in the large barbarian camp learning to defend himself from other races including his own, he couldn't understand why there was so much hate in the world so at the age of 13 he began to travel. Even at 13 he stood at 6'2 and weighed 235 lbs! He was a intimidating sight at many of the villages he stopped at, hoping only to gain shelter they turned him away.

But many times he caught the eye of a kind person and they gave him the help he needed. At the age of 16 he found a small village, they were friendly and an old couple took him in, they taught him how to read and write, they also gave him several gold and silver pieces. On his 18th birthday he left the village and began to travel once again, one town he stopped at was well-known for forging weapons and armor. Though he didn't need it he had a hammer forged for himself, and a black chest plate, he hated violence but there were many times when he wish he had a weapon or two.

After recieiving his weapons he gained a little more wisdom when he witnessed an civil war between two towns, both used magic but they were different, they ended up obliterating eachother. Not taking sides he salavaged several amulets he plans on selling when he gets the chance. After leaving the battleground of the war he continued on his way.

At the age of 20 he found a job at the inn fixing things and chopping wood for winter seasons. Though he somewhat hated the work the only thing that peaked his interest were the different people that were coming in and out of the place, especially the women. Two years have passed and he is still at the inn but this year is the year he plans to leave...

((i'll post later on just wanted to put in my profile/info))

 

[JokerWild]

Gadu made his way through the small drunken crowd of men that stood in the stable. "Did you see the tits on that one?" slurred an old man swinging the mug of ale had carried. Gadu growled lowly as it almost spilled on him. Ducking through the doorway he continued to hear talk of a beautiful woman in the inn. Gadu wore boots that were once part of a set of armor, black pants, a thin white shirt, and around his neck he wore a silver amulet with two red orbs in the middle of it.

From time to time if someone looked close enough the orbs on the amulet would glow for a moment or two. Though he had taken several other amulets from a battlefield he had no idea it contained any magic. As he stepped through a nearby door that connected the Inn to the stable he found himself standing behind the bar. The bartender, a old man nodded at Gadu as he stepped from behind the counter to take a seat at the bar. "Cup of water...and some bread." he said.

While his order was being tended to he began to look around, there were the usual drunks in the house, including his employer, Marq, the man who had taken Hanna's horse. He was glad he planned on leaving the next day or he would probably have to kill the man. He was always doing sneaky things, last week he and his crew had raped a woman and turned her over to a local slave academy. A tap on the shoulder made Gadu stop thinking as the bartender set his bread and ale down in front of him.

He began to eat in peace, knowing that he would soon leave this somewhat awful place behind him.

 

[little_golden]

The Perfect Target..... A Big Black Giant

Lady Hanna was tired from her journey and from the day’s magical pursuits. She knew she’d had to act quickly. A suitable target, someone big and strong, someone she could seduce or influence, and someone she could rob or convince to join her on her travels. They wouldn’t need to know anything at all about her flight from the Great Wizard.

There were several men who were eyeing her invitingly, yet, none of them had been bold enough to approach her. Her fair skin, long blonde braided hair, deep eyes, and perky breasts commanded their inner thoughts and lustful feelings. She knew deep down many men were truly cowards and frightened by strong or beautiful women. Here she was alone in a roomful of men, and none of them were courageous enough to approach her. In a few more hours, when they were drunk enough, they’d come in droves.

Lady Hanna continued to dine as she monitored the room. There were several women scattered in the room. A few of them had their arms wrapped around particular men, while a handful were employed as serving wenches. The attached women were protecting their men, and Lady Hanna had no doubt they’d fight to keep what meagre men they had grasped onto. No doubt their men had the same wandering eyes and cold hearts as the other men in the inn. It made her smile at the men all the more and she earned a few glares and muttered words.

At last… Lady Hanna decided as a tall young black barbarian entered the inn. The man was huge and needed to duck his head as he entered the inn. She guessed he was at least a head or two taller than most of the men on her father’s lands. His head was shaven and his hazel eyes seemed to sparkle with life. From what she had learned from the Great Wizard, these black giants were aggressive, ruthless and angry beings. She expected him to be stupid and he was therefore a perfect victim for her. She’d be very careful not to arouse his anger – when he find out he’d been taken by her, she planned on being far away or ready to blame someone else.

Looking at his big black hands and the big booted feet, Lady Hanna pondered the size of the black giants cock. Her curiosity was intense and even if he wasn’t the perfect victim for her, she’d be tempted to seduce him just to find out. Eyeing him up and down she sensed he was strong, virile, muscular, and likely an excellent stud. At first she was disappointed by his garments since he seemed to lack the finesse and wealth of her usual victims. The black giant was dressed in black pants, and thin white shirt. But Lady Hanna’s eyes lit up as she noticed the silver amulet around his neck and the two red orbs embedded within it. She could sense magic from the amulet- but whether white or black magic she could not yet tell. Just sensing its magical power she lusted for the amulet all the more.

Lady Hanna watched the black giant moving to the bar. She listened as he announced is a strong thundering voice:

"Cup of water...and some bread."

The man behind the counter was quick to bring the simple meal to the big giant.

Lady Hanna took another large sip of wine and then hurried towards the bar.

It’ll be a simple matter…. He’s a dull witted brute…. I know just how to handle the simpleton.

“Inn keeper… more wine….” Lady Hanna called out as she pretended to partially stumble into the big black giant. Her small body knocked into the big black man and she took the opportunity to rub her small perky breasts against his body. As she touched him she felt the flow of the magic from the amulet around his neck.

Oh yes… the power in the amulet will be mine…. But what does it do? Lady Hanna thought secretly.

As regaining her balance, Lady Hanna looked deep into the black giant’s hazel eyes as if trying to read his very soul.

“Oh what a marvellous looking amulet!” Lady Hanna announced as she moved her hand towards his neck as if to inspect it.

 

[JokerWild]

Gadu felt a small frame bump into his, the person had almost made him spill the cup of water he was about to drink. Turning to see who it was he saw a beautiful woman. "It's her." he thought to himself as the memory of the drunken men in the stable talking about a very beautiful woman. As she bumped into him he could feel her breasts through the blouse she wore, clearing his throat he picked up his cup of water and took a sip of it.

Sitting his cup down he looked down at her, her eyes scanned his body and stopped at his face, a small chill ran down his spine as they stared at eachother. "Something strange about this woman." he thought as she moved her hand to his neck and began to comment about the amulet he wore. As her hand began to move toward it the amulet sent a small shock through his body making him stand up.

"Yes...I've had it for a while now." he said looking down at the amulet wondering what the hell just happened. As he stood up he looked down at the woman admiring her face and her body as well, extending his large hand he gave her a smile. "My name's Gadu. And you are?" he said, his eyes begining to undress her as she stood in front of him.

 

[little_golden]

As she spoke to the big black giant, Lady Hanna felt the mass of muscle eying her up and down and seeming to grin at the experience. It was exactly the response she was hoping for. He'd think she was drunk and want to take advantage of a cheap, fun, and easy fuck. He'd get his big cock off in her tight little pussy during the night, and in the morning they'd be an awkward moment whey they either decided to go their own ways or to get to know each other a little more in the daylight.

Right now the plan was simple. Get his attention. Get him alone. Fuck him senseless and enjoy the moment. Make him so tired that he wouldn't even notice it when she stole the amulet. Take his coin purse as she flees to the stable and then ride off on the big white mare. He'd probably be too proud to report that a little blonde "peasant" woman fucked him and robbed him. She'd be gone by the time he figured out that she had scammed him. He'd probably go crazy and start accusing people and maybe get violent and then get thrown in the town jail. She'd have a week head start and her trail would be cold by the time the local magistrate let him out.

Brains over brawn any time..... But I could always try some charm magic too.... hmmmm.... No ... I can sense he'd like to fuck me.... Lady Hanna decided. She was tired and didn't want to drain her magic in case she needed it later.

Lady Hanna felt a small magical shock from the amulet. It was like a giant sexually stimulant to her body that further awoke her senses.

Carefully and attentively she focused on the big black giant as he told her:

"Yes...I've had it for a while now."

Again the big black giant was staring at her. She could sense his interest and almost feel an electricity in the air between them.

"It's so nice... It must be really special... Is it valuable.... What is the purpose of those two embedded orbs? They almost look like eyes...." Lady Hanna tried to direct the conversation toward discovering the value and the magical properties of the amulet.


"Where did you say you got it? It's so nice... maybe I'll travel there and get one.... the artwork is exquisite...." Lady Hanna raved as she moved even closer to the big black giant and rested her right hand gently on his knee.


When he offered his hand and announced:

"My name's Gadu. And you are?"

"I'm just traveling peasant... My name is .... Anna" Lady Hanna lied to him with her flirtatious big blue eyes.

"You know Gadu... I bet the innkeeper will give us a fine room for a silver piece or two...." Lady Hanna hinted.

"I'm very tired..... from my travel..... We could rest together" Lady Hanna offered as she leaned forward to let her small perky breasts dangle before him.

 

[little_golden]

Lady Hanna had a good feeling about the big black giant. His body looked hard and muscular and she was all too eager for the big rock hard mountainous cock that would hang between his large legs. Never had she been with such a giant and she was salivating at the opportunity. Her devious female mind shifted from her own physical needs to the magical amulet she now craved to possess.

"We should hurry... Before all the rooms are gone" Lady Hanna boldy suggested.

 

[little_golden]

"We should hurry... Before all the rooms are gone" Lady Hanna boldly suggested.
She was eager to bed the big black giant to get her evil plans afoot. Her struggle was whether she simply robbed him or tried to convince him to travel with her and then rob him later. But the greed within her was hard to suppress.

The big black giant was slow with a response. Lady Hanna toyed with her long blonde braid as she thought to herself:

It'll be so easy to rob him blind.... I'll get the magical amulet.... I'll get his coin purse... I'll leave him when he's still sleeping........ It should take an hour to fuck that big dick.... He'll be so tired when I'm done with him.... I'll get up and leave... Maybe that's a better plan Lady Hanna decided.

"Look ... while you finish up your food... I need to check on my horse... You know how those stable boys can be... My mare is so special to me" Lady Hanna as she smiled at the quiet big black giant.

"So much muscle....." Lady Hanna whispered to herself as she walked from the main door of the inn back to the nearby stable. To her surprise as she approached the stable the lantern that was illuminating the interior suddenly went dark.

Lady Hanna approached with minimal caution. Nothing seemed out of ordinary to her.

"It's me.... I wanted to check on the horse.... I have some silver to pay you for the oats and grooming... I'll be leaving tonight...... Is anyone here?" she called out nervously as she entered the stable. She never considered there might be a trap for her.

There were several small noises within the stable but it seemed very quiet even with the soft naying of the many horses within. She walked slowly and cautiously using the moonlight to guide her steps.

"It's just me... I'm here to settle-up.... Are you resting? " Lady Hanna called as she fully expected the liveryman or one one his helpers to be either working or sleeping nearby.

To her shock, a sudden weight fell upon her, as a pair of bodies dropped on her from nowhere. Before she could scream, a strong hand wrapped around her mouth, as she was forced to the dirty floor of the stable. Lady Hanna could smell strong drink and knew her assailants were too strong men for these easily carried into one of the stalls for the horses.

Lady Hanna struggled to get free but they were so strong that it was hopeless.....

OCC I need a new male character for Lady Hanna to interact with in the absence of my big black giant. If you're interested please post away.

Smiles... Naughty Cindy

 

[MrWolf]

Janus Darkham

"Ye'll see w'en ye see 'er, sir," the man said nervously, twisting his cap nervously in his hands.

Janus leaned back in his chair steepling his fingers in front of him. He wore a simple black tunic and trousers. His only concession to ornamentation was a small silver signet on his left hand, with the sign of Darkham on it.

He stared at the man before him with cold dark eyes that put others off balance. He paused a long moment, letting the fellow squirm. "Very well, goodman Marq," Janus said at last with a slight sneer. Marq, the livery man, was far from a good man, but the forms of courtesy had to be maintained.

"So, ye want 'er then?" Marq said eagerly, snapping his abused cap taut.

"I will see when I see her, won't I, goodman?" Janus said, pulling out a quill from his desk, dipping it in the ink pot and scribbling quickly on a piece of paper. He took his time scattering sand over the parchment, letting the livery man wait.

Finally, he looked up at the man once more. "I will take the woman off your hands," Janus frowned suddenly, "Provided she is in good condition. The last woman your thugs raped so roughly there was little any one could do."

Marq bobbed his head. "Yes sir, I'll tell my lads that ya said..."

Janus interrupted him coldly. "I don't care what you tell your lads. Now get out."

Marq bobbed a quick bow and fled.

Janus steepled his fingers again. The occassional disappearing traveller could be explained, but the current ruler of Appleberry was annoyingly astute when it came to rampant crime and corruption.

Janus flicked out his hand. Black tattoos covered his wrist and form in flame like patterns. Still, his slave house needed to be kept stocked and Marq was ideally placed and corrupt enough to sell his own mother for a few coins.

Janus smiled slightly, ringing a bell to summon his butler. "Alfonze, it seems a young lady in financial distress has acquired a gambling debt she cannot pay. Please take these papers to the Court House, explaining that House Darkham has assumed the debt and enslaved the lady in question to cover the costs."

Nice and neat. The Court would sign off on the 'debt' without asking questions. Slaves had no right to approach the court, so once she was legally enslaved and registered, the woman would have no recourse.

"Oh.. And have the kennels swept out. Good man Marq is bringing us a guest from the inn."

 

[shadowoftheheart]

OOC: Hope there's room for another girl in this thread.

Riselda Oakthorne
age: 23
hair: shoulder length chestnut brown
eyes: deep brown
Slender but wiry build. Agile, nimble body and fingers 36B bust.
Occupation: Thief
Outfit: Leather brigandine armor, appearing to be a brown leather vest and leggings. Leather boots with half inch heels. Leather jacket concealing a dagger and two throwing knives. Belt holding two purses, containing small amounts of valuables--her stash is hidden in town.

IC:

The inn was hot tonight. A batted eyelash, a touch or two, and the men's coin purses were lighter. Never take so much that it is missed, but enough that it is worthwhile. Two heavy gold coin from a man who thought it more prudent to watch my breasts than my hands.

Then, the door opened, and the atmosphere changed. She entered. Blonde, shapely, and of regal bearing. Her voice was commanding, compelling. She managed both to blend in to the crowd, and to stand out, apart, above it.

She gestured, and her blouse disappeared. Magic. Illusion, at least. This one would bear watching. A rival. Perhaps I could wait until she got a bite or two, and cut a fish from her line. Or, perhaps a partnership would be in order. Time would tell.

After flirting for a time, especially with a big giant of a barbarian (who sadly proved somewhat slow) she left the inn. I slipped out after her, to see where she went.

I saw her get taken by the two stable hands. For a moment, I considered weighing in, sneaking in and slitting a throat before they knew what happened, then together... but I decided to remain in the shadows for now. I did not know who she was, or what her story was. She might end up being more trouble than she was worth.

 

[little_golden]

Lady Hanna had been knocked to the floor of the stable. The strong man on top of her used one hand to cover her mouth, while the second hand he used to choke her neck. She had great difficulty breathing and was soon seeing stars and felt a dizzy feeling. The men was whispering to her:

"You are mine tonight bitch.... I'll teach you to be a thief.... In this town we don't take to strangers ... horse thieves are not welcome here.... and me and my mate we got special plans for you.... They'll pay real good for a looker like you... A nice tight pussy..... I hope.... That's it bitch.... struggle... use up all your engery...." the man laughed in the pitch darkness.

At that moment, the second adjusted his position and pulled her hands over her head. With one hand he pinned her hands and with the second hand he took the liberty of ripping off her white peasant blouse which freed her soft creamy white breasts and her perk pink nipples.

"Oh ya... nice titties on our new pet..... we'll suck on them tonight.... and fuck your pussy till your blue and black" laughed the second of Lady Hanna's tormentors.

Lady Hanna was light headed and dizzy. The weight of the man on top of her was tiring as she tried several times to buck him off. Each time she grew more tired and after several attempts she hadn't the energy to resist. As if the man on top could sense her fatigue, he removed his hand from her slim tender throat and started to pull up her short black skirt.

"There we go bitch.... Oh ya.... I can feel the heat from sweet pussy..... Don't worry bitch.... If you cooperate with us we won't have to beat your pretty face.... and you'll fetch more when we sell you.... But if you don't help us.... Well... You'll look like a hag and end up with a far worse fate that a pleasure slave!" threatened the first of the men.

Lady Hanna shook her head from side to side as if trying to get the blood flowing back into her brain. Everything felt foggy and her lungs hurt. The man on top of her was very heavy - likely several times her own weight. Her hands were pinned and she couldn't feel them, but sense they were tied and secured to a post behind her head.

"I'll fuck you... I'll fuck you.... A gold piece for the pair of you" Lady Hanna mumbled as she felt the first man grabbing at her breasts. He cupped them, massages them them several times, twisted her nipples roughly and then suckled on the right nipple and then the left. Unable to resist, a soft moan escaped Lady Hanna's mouth.

"Bitch! We ain't paying a cent.... You're a freebie.... A whore like you..... Why should we pay when we take for free.... By this time tomorrow... You'll be fucking your new master and whomever else he decides...." laughed the second man as he moved positions since Hanna's hands were so effectively tied.

The second man eyed Hanna's small pouch and immediately decided to dump out the contents....

"What have we here?" he laughed.

Lady Hanna knew she was going to be raped, robbed and likely sold into slavery. The only fate that could be worse was if her master caught her.

"Wait.... We could make a deal.... I could pay you twice what you would sell me to a slave merchant for..... I have special powers too... I could make you handsome... Endowed like a horse.... Irresistible to the women... Powerful... Rich!" Lady Hanna barked out trying to feed their greed and egos.

"Shut up bitch!" yelled the man on top of her as he smacked a hard slap to her face. Seconds later, she could feel him pushing her legs wider apart and his big prick pressing against the entrain of her sweet honey hole. There was no foreplay, or kissing or sweet words. With a powerful stroke, he plunged his big hot erect penis into her soft steamy pussy. Their rough interaction, the slap to her face, her sense of helplessness and the anticipation of fucking the big black giant had been enough to betray her sexual needs.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" Lady Hanna moaned an his initial thrust. She had no idea that in the blackness of the stable another woman watched the show...

 

[shadowoftheheart]

I watched the action from the safety of an empty stall. The stable had a loose board, shown to me by a stable hand several years ago. He showed more eagerness than skill in the hay, but I played along, giving him a thrill in payment for the new avenues for thievery he had opened up: Amazing how many leave their valuables unattended in saddlebags.

She was in a poor position. The men raping her were clearly strong: Either one would likely be too much for even the both of us, unless this woman could use her magic to even the odds. I pulled out my throwing knives. I was sure of one hit: the second would likely miss its target, but distract him long enough. With one dead, the woman free, and I remaining in the shadows, to get into better position, we might be able to subdue or kill the other.

She moaned in apparent pleasure as her rapist began to take her. I was uncertain for a moment how to proceed. She appeared to be enjoying her treatment. I could not imagine anything so rough, so uncaring, being at all enjoyable.

I readied my knives. Taking careful aim at the large man, the one on top of her, I intended to kill him before any of the three knew what was happening. The other man was slightly less of a threat. It would be ever so less effective, but I would save the second knife, and dispatch him in close quarters. I hoped that in the split second confusion the woman would be able to do something to escape. The other man would certainly panic, giving me (I hoped) time to dispatch him quickly.

Before committing, I considered if she was worth it. Appleberry had been a safe haven for my activities for years. Never committing more of a crime than petty theft in the inn, I had used this town to hide my loot, and as a base for my activities along the Ironwood Highway, near town. How many camps had I raided, silently? How many had I waylaid, appearing as a lost traveler, and disappearing as quickly with gold, silver, and valuables?

Murder, now that would change everything. The bodies would need to be hidden, my stash recovered, and I would have to leave town in a hurry. The local ruler wasted no time in such cases.

Was it worth it for a stranger? A rich stranger with magic? She would have to pay, and pay well, for such a rescue.

I took a deep breath, focused my aim on the big man, and let my knife fly....

 

[little_golden]

Lady was struggling for her safety and dignity. The two rough stable hands showed her no mercy. With her hands tied over her head and attached to a wall ring she was unable to defend herself. The bigger of the two men, took full advantage of the opportunity to use her pussy for his sexual delight. He rammed her back and forth harder and harder each time. Lady Hanna moaned in response partly because of need and partly because if she didn't she knew he'd smack her in the face again.

"That's it... that's it big.... Ride my big prick.... Oh ya... Ya.... Let me squeeze that tits too.... Oh ya... Nice and soft.... A fine piece of meat... I always like to test out a slut before we sell them..." he tormented Lady Hanna. Like any rapist, the sexual ride was short, before he was calling out to his mate, and boasting that he was about to fill the bitch's cunt with his cum. As Lady Hanna moaned in response but nowhere near her own climax he filled her pussy with a long stream of his messy hot white cum.

After dumping his load, he pulled out his prick and smaller streams of his cum dripped onto Lady's Hanna tummy from his big prick and then from her pussy itself as he withdrew the prick, she felt a wet stream flowing down. Lady Hanna's heart was racing and she was panting from the exertion. No sooner had the big man finished than the second man had cruelly twisted her legs and forced her onto all fours. Instinctively, she parted her legs and took a deep breath for the second prick - thinner but longer slid through her pussy like a hot knife through butter. His prick was rock hard and she figured he'd been stroking it while he watched his fellow rapist fucking her pussy.

The smaller man held onto both breasts which he cruelly grabbed and every so often twisted her nipples as he pumped away in her pussy. He held her so tight she could barely move but managed to only partially meet his aggressive thrusts.

The heavier of the two men had sat down to watch. He called out encouragement:

"Ride her harder... Grab those tits... Slap her.... That's it stab it harder in her pussy.... Feel her heat... That's some tight snatch...... She'd be great on my farm.... But my wife... probably kill the little slut."

Lady Hanna started to mutter a spell. It was a soft voice - almost a whisper. The charm magic was slow to act - but the smaller man who was fucking her hard and fast slowed down his pace. He started murmuring words of love and compassion. He was no longer cruelly abusing her breasts and nipples but now instead massaging them and trying to suck them gently. He pulled out his long skinny cock and gentle maneuvered Lady Hanna onto her back. This time their mouths locked in a long deep embrace. He was kissing her neck.

"Oh I love you... You're so wonderful" the smaller of the two men called out to Lady Hanna - trapped in her charm spell. For several seconds the larger of the two men watched in dumbfounded shock. Lady Hanna had wrapped her long legs around his back and the smaller man as giving and receiving sexual gratification in equal measures. Lady Hanna felt several small spasms of pleasure erupting from her body.

A small thud erupted from nowhere and light splattering of red blood over Lady's body. She felt a wet rush from his hot long poker which sprayed his load deep into her hot steamy cum soaked pussy. The lighter man barely uttered a sound as he gasped for air. Lady Hanna looking into his cruel black eyes and saw death. Looking a little lower she saw the hilt of a throwing knife emerging from his neck. Blood flood from his mouth - and his his hands reached for her neck. The spell was broken....

"What the hell!?" the heavier of the two men mumbled as he watched the thinner man stumble backwards with the knife lodged throw his throat. It was an expert throw and he knew he was in mortal danger.

"Bitch... I'll get even!" he called out as he retreated from the stable.

"Who's there?" Lady Hanna called out nervously as she her body backwards in an effort to free her hands.

Was it friend or foe? The big black giant, or the proprietor, or maybe the thug's boss Lady Hanna worried.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Did things just get better or worse?

Dammit, I muttered. Nothing had gone as planned. This was already spiraling out of control, and I regretted getting involved. But there was nothing else to do.

The big man escaped, which meant that he was going to get help. He certainly was strong enough alone to be trouble. If he brought thugs, it would be bad. Worse if he brought the guard.

The woman was not safe. I wasn't safe either certainly, but I had been unseen. I considered, for a moment, slipping away. Leaving her to her fate, which would certainly be messy. Couldn't do that, however. I had already committed.

Slipping out of the shadows, I quickly retrieved my knife, wiped it clean in straw, and cut the woman free.

"Do you have spare clothing nearby?" I asked curtly.

Not waiting for a response, I dragged the body into a dark corner and piled straw over it. Not good enough, but it would have to do under the circumstances.

"Needless to say, we need to leave quickly. He will be back, and with friends."

 

[MrWolf]

Janus Darkham

Janus stood up from his chair and walked over to the tall, dark iron coffer in the corner of the room, resting his hand on it.

He wondered what was keeping Marq. He hoped the man wasn't wasting time with some idly nonsense when he had chores to complete. Even worse, if Marq got caught, he likely would spill his guts to the authorities.

Janus narrowed his eyes in annoyance. Marq seemed to be outliving his usefulness. Janus walked over to his bookcase, pulling out a black leather book and beginning to thumb through it, killing time as he waited, rather impatiently.

 

[little_golden]

Lady Hanna panicked as she struggled in her bonds. There was no way she was going to free herself. Her property lay in a pile where the rapists had left it. She could feel the cum dripping from her pussy and onto her legs. She the more she squirmed in her bonds the tighter the ropes became on her wrists. It was infuriating to be trapped like an animal. She had no idea who else was in the stable with her or what would be her own fate.

"What? Who are you? What are you doing?" Lady Hanna spoke nervously as a shadow emerged from the darkness. She screamed as she saw a knife emerging near her body.

An assassin sent by my master... I'm done for Lady Hanna thought to herself.

Then the figure instead of striking her cleaned the knife on the straw and cut the ropes that were cruelly biting into her wrists.

"Oh... Oh thank you... thank you kind Sir" Lady Hanna started to express her gratitude. Then her mouth dropped as a sweet female voice asked curtly:

"Do you have spare clothing nearby?"

"Ah.... Not much..... I was traveling light.... It's a long story.... Shit.... But... We need to flee... My mare is here.... We can escape... I'll find clothes later" announced Lady Hanna as she quickly re-loaded her pouch and her prized possessions.

The other woman dragged the thinner rapists to a dark corner and then buried him in straw. She spoke firmly and directly:

"Needless to say, we need to leave quickly. He will be back, and with friends."

"Okay.... my horse is this way... she's a beauty.... ride behind me.... is that alright?" Lady Hanna asked her rescuer.

Lady Hanna was quick to bridle and then saddle her big white mare. She climbed onto the horse side saddle like a true lady.

"I say we head North.... But as we leave.... We need to rob someone of their cloths.... It's cooler than I expected tonight and I don't want to catch a chill.... We could rob someone along the trade route or pay a little visit the inn... You'd have to go in the inn alone... or...." Lady Hanna articulated softly.

 

[Lotharian]

Ralnos Sylvanis

OOC: I saw a familiar face so I decided, why not bring back another? Though I've twisted to be less 'stiff' as he was before.

Name: Ralnos Sylvanis
Race: Elven
Looks: Common Elven features (appears petit and frail), black hair down about a quarter of his back, normally pony-tailed, harsh brown eyes, and has the classic 'Elven Beauty'.
Age: 105
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 103 lbs.
Usually seen with...: His Oaken Staff, fine silk black robes with gold triming, and his spell-book underneath. He wears a headband that allows his thoughts to flow more clearly, and a ring that casts a minor protective field around his body.
Backgroud:

Some could compare Ralnos to Lady Hanna in terms of being fallen from the light. Ralnos is what some call a 'Dark Elf'. An Elf fallen from grace. Those who came before him were all great wizards of the Elves. But Ralnos, thanks to love, took a long fall to shadow.

That was when he was given an offer from the agents of the darker servants of magic. And Ralnos accepted. He had been trained in magic for some time now and was not too weak when it came to magics. Though still but an Acolyte, it sounds like they were going to give him the official title of Dark Magi soon. And that's where Lady Hanna comes in.

Ralnos wants to find her, to turn her in, and prove his might. And the Elven Hunting Techniques he learned as a child were coming in handy with it...

IG:

Ralnos' black steed made it's way towards the town quickly. He grinned to himself knowing that his quarrel was near. He was nothing more than a couple of hours behind her now, though it required him to weaken himself through lack of sleep. But, Elves need not sleep so much as men so where a human would feel near dead at this point, he felt just a bit grogy.

It took him not long to get to the guards whom went to stand in his path. Ralnos gave him a stern glance and, although Ralnos is small, most were taken aback a moment from the steely gaze of a wizard.

"Halt! You cannot enter the town of Appleberry without official business!" The guard said, trying to sound commanding though he seemed very unerved. Most common folk knew little of magic and the fear it invoked was simply... pleasing.

"I've come on business of the Guild..." Ralnos said in a quiet tone, nearly a whisper but cut through the air like a knife.

"Erm... and what papers do you have?" The guardsman asked. 'There's no Guild here, and why would we want anything to do with witches and wizards?' the guard thought.

"The only papers I have are scrolls and if you wish me to give you a demonstartion of them in action I'll jus-" Ralnos said, his hand going to his scroll case as the guards shouted and interrupted. "So will you let me pass or do you feel like angering wizards further?"

"Go on ahead just do not cause any problems." The guard said in his stern manner, and Ralnos made his way past the gate, hearing the guards give a sigh of relief. 'Infact, a problem will be solved if anything on this Hanna is true...' Ralnos thought to himself as he rode on. He couldn't keep track of her on the streets of the town considering how many have trode it so he decided to do what he though Hanna would do.

He made his way for the nearest dive of a tavern, hoping to see if he can find anything of her. After all, a seductress needs to show her head every so often. Her 'physical' dependencies call for it.

He made his way towards the stable house and knocked upon the door. "I need to stable my horse for the night!" Ralnos shouted, awaiting a stable-hand to come and retrieve his horse so he may begin his search for the rogue in this town.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

I nodded curtly, mounting the horse behind her.

"North sounds good. We will find some clothing for you en route. We cannot risk ..."

There is a knock on the stable house door.

"I need to stable my horse for the night!"

Dammit! Bad to worse. The tone of voice told me that the person was something other than human. A male voice clearly, but the quality of the voice ... somehow softer. Still, no time to ponder this now.

"Whomever that is, hasn't seen us. I fear we have little choice. Outride him if you can."

Without considering the implications, I wrap my arms around the lady's naked midsection. I close my eyes. I have never liked riding horses, and riding behind this lady ... came close to worrying me as much as being discovered here.

 

[JokerWild]

((Sorry for being absent, If you like I'll just jump in another time since i kind of messed things up. I"ll just edit this post or post another one, let me know.))

 

[little_golden]

Lady Hanna was relieved when the woman mounted behind her and they were ready to escape. The woman sounded wise and cunning as she spoke up firmly:

"North sounds good. We will find some clothing for you en route. We cannot risk ..."

The knock on the stable house door made Lady Hanna`s heart miss a beat. They were so close to escaping. But she tried to assure herself that maybe it was just a late traveler seeking to stable his mount for the night.

A male voice seemed to call out:

"I need to stable my horse for the night!"

The soft female voice behind her whispered in a conspiracy like fashion:

"Whomever that is, hasn't seen us. I fear we have little choice. Out-ride him if you can." Lady Hanna felt soft arms wrapping around her naked midsection.

"We could pretend to work here... You could keep the lights off.... He won`t know you`re just a woman.... I could stay in the shadows... You take his horse and money.... Once he leaves.... We keep the money and steal his horse"`Lady Hanna giggled. Her body was exhausted from the fucking but she was this as her own form of revenge. The traveler would be furious with the stable hands and the proprietor. There might even be bloodshed.....

In the distance, Lady Hanna could hear the voice of the big black giant. He seemed to be calling out from the door of the inn.

"What should we do! The man outside is just a traveler - we can escape ... Maybe I can convince that loud man (big black giant) to come with us.... I could lure him in here... or we can try to rob him...." Lady Hanna whispered back to her new friend.

(OCC Welcome all... I`ve tried to include everyone.)

 

[shadowoftheheart]

I sighed softly. Glancing back to the corner where the body lay under straw, my main thought was escape. But this woman ... had a point. I try to remind myself that this woman's charisma was a tool ... a weapon even. That I had to keep my eyes forward, my head firmly on my shoulders.
If I was effected like this ... men stood no chance against her.
Making her the perfect bait. Bait with a bite. She still owed me for the rescue, and perhaps...

"Alright. I may regret this but ... I will take care of the traveller. There is a loose board on one side of the stable. Over there. I suspect that in your current ... condition, that you can deal with the barbarian with little difficulty. By the way ... Riselda Oakthorne."

Almost thankfully, I let go of the woman and got off the horse.

"One moment," I call out.

Glancing up at the lady, I wonder if things are getting better or worse.

 

[Lotharian]

Ralnos growled lightly to himself before pounding on the door yet again. He had no patience for these small-town whelps who had no skills, nor merit, nor any knowledge of the Art. So far all he had heard is someone shout and mutterings on the other side. Elven ear were keen beyond most things Humans would know.

Sneaking out? Hrm... Very suspicious. Quite simple to solve then...

Ralnos placed his hands within a pouch at his side and pulled out a couple of simple things and began to utter words, pulling forth his hands and drawing intricate runes in the air. They were soft words, that fluttered like the birds. It required years of training to cast the most simple of cantrips, but it was worth it. Through-out his body flowed ecstacy, somewhat like what men and woman would know together, but not of the body. This was the pure pleasure of the mind and soul.

Within moments though, it had passed and his spell was accomplish. Before him floated a little memphit of air. It looked like an odd thing, half there, and half not. All that one can really make out is the rough form of a face from it at best times. Most at this time of night would just pass it off as nothing. Definitely these foolish lot who knew truly little of magic.

"Yes master....?" the extraplanner asked, in more of a whisper than anything.

"Go to the side of this stable and wait." Ralnos muttered in Elven to the Elemental. "There should be someone sneaking out the side, follow them. It sounds like a seductress and might be what I'm looking for. And stay hidden."

"Yes master..." the memphit acknowledged and floated to where it was asked to wait.

"I'll not wait out here all night!" Ralnos shouted at the stable again.

 

[JokerWild]

Gadu had tried to answer "Anna" when she proposed to get a room, but not only did the amulet around his neck seem to cut off his voice, but the food in his mouth didn't help either. He accepted the fact she was going back to the stables until he realized she had been gone too long, and knowing his boss and the other men in the bar they were probably planning something or already in the process of doing it.

Getting up from the bar he left his food and began to walk out the door, taking the amulet from around his neck he looked down at it. "Strange..." he muttered to himself as he put it in the leather pouch to his side. Walking behind the barcounter he walked out the door that was connected to the stable. Stopping at the doorway he looked around in the dark stable. "There's no way she could be in here." he thought. "Anna...is your mare fine?" he yelled.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

I stepped out of the stables, nodding to the man waiting impatiently

"Sorry sir. Bit of a trouble with a rather too spirited mare."

I glanced at this man. Clearly not human. In fact, clearly an elf.

Now, I have never seen an elf before: They are not common in this part of the world. However, the Elven Look is proverbial, and he had it clearly.

I walk over towards the horse.

"I'll stable and brush your fine horse."

She heard the voice of the barbarian from within the stable. Rather too clearly. If the stories of Elven hearing were true, this man likely heard at least part of what I had told the lady.

Nervously, I turned back toward him, hand near my dagger just in case.

"Will... you be leaving first thing in the morning, sir?"

 

[Lotharian]

Ralnos looked at the woman. She seemed distressed, and on edge. Obviously something was going on, and if the Lady came here she may be involved. Leave no stone unturned and might as well investigate while he was here. But he decided for now to not reveal anything of his plans.

"I shall leave when the need arrises. I am currently in search of one named 'Hanna'. She was formerly a Lady but became... disgraced thanks to events that transpirred in her life." Ralnos said with a smile, walking towards the stable and paying attention. If she drew anything on him, his ears would pick out the sounds of the steel and he might have enough to counter her. Unless she was skilled... but he'd have enough time to avoid a fatal blow at least.

"She has blond hair and what most humans would consider a well chiseled figure. I must admit she is even on par with some of the Elves if what I've heard of her is true." Ralnos says, turning his head to give her his gaze to see how she reacts. "I've tracked her to this city for betraying the trust of her master. A thing not well liked by wizards."

"She is a seductress, carries herself with pride more oft than not, and stole a white mare from our guild. Do these things ring any bells with you? Oh, and I can guarantee that there is reward far greater than any she could offer to aid we mages other than hinder us..."

Ralnos watched her to gauge her reaction and awaiting her response.