Drakkwall
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My name is Rau'k Bauleum, Ruler of the Black Wastelands, a marsh, wasteland, mountain and forest covered land surrounded by large mountains., the government I rule is known as the Hellbranded Kingdom, it's called that because of my family's heritage. I am a tiefling, a being part devil, tieflings are part demon in most cases but I am part devil, and my other mortal half is a mixture of moon elf, from my father, and high elf, form my mother. My grand father was an arch devil of hell who had claimed a royal moon elf to become one of his mates, in exchange her offspring would be given a nation to rule over, the black Wastelands is a dangerous place to rule over for all mortals, but my father made it into a powerful nation by taking control over the monsters and beasts around with diplomacy, trickery and magic.
When I was but a child of sixteen I meet the Dragon Queen of the neighbor kingdom to the east of my nation's borders, the Scorchscale Empire, her name was, and still is, Ifrana Scorchscale. It was love at first sight, her beautiful form move with such grace, such beauty... such heat... her dragon form is of such beauty but it is her humanoid form that takes my breathe away the most. She, as all dragons, are natural shape shifters but they ave two natural forms, the form fo a dragon and the form of a humanoid dragon, they can be mistaken for half dragons but their draconic blood is much stronger and makes them into human sized dragons on two legs with hands.
Her spirit carry a heat as warm as the scorching rays of the summer sun, her eyes as entrancing as the waving waters of the sea and her body is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in the physical realm. Some would say i am just attracted to her humongous breasts but that's not true, her body is not the only thing I am interested in , her spit fire like spirit, her kind heart... She is so much different then the women I was raised with, as most of them are cold, emotionless, docile and tamer then cats, and yet she had a sense of authority that demanded respect and obedience.
It made my spine and tail shiver like the frosts of the north had cut through them, and even now I can feel it as I think about the deep desires I got, what I wanted to do to her, make her mine, and only mine, no one would be allowed to touch her like I would and yet I would love her and care for her more treasured then my own life. Some might call me obsessed but I know I am in love, every time i see her my heart aches to reach out and hold her, just for a moment, but I know I cannot even look at her without getting angry glares at me, not that I care but it would appear as a bad thing if a tiefling king became too interested in a queen, especially a dragon queen who ruled an entire empire.
Ifrana's father was alive back then and she was only 200 years, young for a dragon, but she was named queen as her mother was dead since 73 years after her birth. Thus in dragon terms she had been my age.
Once when I was with my father at the annual royal meeting in the neutral land of the Twilight Valleys, I got even more close to desiring her as I was taking a bath in the heated springs, I was twenty at the time, when she entered, I kept my mouth shut and silent, trying not to not make my stares at her obvious and to hide my hard-on beneath the water. And that was kind of hard as because of my devil blood I had a very large man hood, one foot in length and six inches in girth, it has grown four inches longer and one inch ticker since then as we tieflings do not stop developing our muscles and bodies, except for our heights, we can manipulate our body size through magic but only those of us with arcane skill can do so.
But back to the subject, she was naked as the day she was hatched, her beautiful red scales glistering slightly with sweat as she sank into the warm water and let out a soft moan as her muscles and bones relaxed. My eyes traveled all over her form and I felt myself grow warm inside and it grew very large when I saw her face as she closed her eyes, leaned it back and her big breasts swayed into the air, hard nipples poking proudly up into the air. Swallowing I remained silent for what seemed to be hours as she bathed, not daring to move, speak or do anything.
Then something magical happened, she started to touch herself, squeeze her breasts, lick her own nipples, and finger her neat hairless slit. I couldn't help but jack off to the sight and as her body tensed into a bow and she orgasmed with a muffled roar I clenched my teeth to keep silent as my own orgasm came, I was unprepared for the amount of cum that came up and some even splattered on her left breast. She was too much in pleasure to notice though and I dunk my head beneath the water and used my magic to keep myself inside the boiling water, watching her as she regained her senses.
Ifrana looked at the white liquid in the water and then noticed a big white spot on her left breast, frowning a bit she looked around before she hefted up her breast to her mouth and licked the cum off her breast, I nearly had a heart attack at the sight of the goddess of a dragon queen licking up my cum from her breast. She then smiled and licked her lips, savoring the taste of my cum and then stood up and walked out, but not before stating. "Whoever is in there, you got some tasty cum, too bad I have to keep my virginity for my future husband or I would have demanded some more of the stuff."
I remained still, shocked beyond belief as she walked out of the hot spring, my heart was soaring but then my heart shattered as it hit the meteor striking that said FUTURE HUSBAND. She was to be engaged with someone, I knew that was to happen, all husband less queens without an heir would be engaged with a noble or royalty, either from their own family tree, distant cousins, some high ranking noble or royalty of a different nation. It made me mad with rage and I knew that once I found out who she was engaged to, I wouldn't kill him... no it was too kind of a deed... I would ANNIHILATE HIM!
When my father died from a accident in his alchemy laboratory, it happened a few months after my thirty-fifth birthday, I was put up as the Ruler of the Hellbranded Kingdom, Lord of the Black Wastelands. And after ten years of my rule I got the news of Ifrana being engaged to some sleaze ball dragon noble called Raktom Snowfang. This was unacceptable, I would rend the entire kingdom down if I had to, Ifrana was mine and no others, she was my soul mate, and I know this, I have studied the properties of souls and discovered that some have a special sync of spiritual energy that causes them to search out each other, sometimes only one soul senses this though and this was clearly one of those cases.
Soon the regular meeting of nobles came and I made my move to end this Raktom. He was a pure image of draconic arrogance, laziness and spoiled growth, he was a rather fat dragon. Oh sorry did I say rather? If so then scratch that. He was as fat as a giant toad from the magical realm of Giantos to the far north where the giants come from and everything is hundred times their regular size, sometimes even thousand sizes larger.
He looked like some sort of white skinned were toad in his humanoid form with small chubby wings, because of his weight he has to have a special set of servants fly him across the land on a comfortable throne chair the size of a mammoth. That man... how I despised him, he was so unworthy of her and i could see her anger, her sadness and her disgust as she stood by his side and his big greasy hands held her supple body, defiling her perfect form with his foulness.
The fatso saw my eyes on Ifrana as I looked at her to see her reaction to him and growled insults at me. "Keep your eyes away from my mate hell spawn or I will put your horn as trophies on my chamber walls." He then spat on my on my face, the sizzle of acid like cold saliva sliding down my chin was all that was heard as everybody in the meeting chamber, what he did at that time was not only foolish, stupid, moronic or brainless, it was down right suicidal. for a simple noble, even if he is to be king of a powerful nation, never and I mean NEVER spit on a ruler before he himself is equal in status, it was a offense that could lead to war, if I had wanted to I'd done that but my love for Ifrana is too large for me to attack her or her country, that fat bastard on the other hand... he would not leave this meeting ground alive, I think everybody but the fatso knew this.
I put my burning eyes with his sleazy green ones and then I step forward, my arm crackling with black energy, and I speak in a dark rumbling voice that makes the chamber we're standing in shiver with tremors. "Do you know who I am boy!? I am Rau'k Bauleum, Rule of the Black Wastelands, the Black Hand of the Hellbranded Kingdom! I carry more power then you ever will, and you better learn to respect your betters little worm, or you will be SQUASHED!!!" i then slam my empowered fist into his fast gut and the dragon noble flew like a cannon ball through the chamber and into a wall, cracking it, falling down unconscious, dragons were tough so her would survive, for now.
I spare a apologetic look to Ifrana for a short moment, to make sure she didn't need to be alarmed about political issues, and I know she saw it as she looked back with gratitude, no words needed to be spoken and I simply left. I do not know how I managed to keep myself from warping my arms around her, giving her my love, the love I've been carrying for soon to be a century, it was not fair, but I knew patient was a must for royalty, no matter how painful it is to not be able to touch the one you love.
But I had work to do and I proceeded to save my Ifrana's virginity, she would keep it until it was me who claimed it, I let my magic reach out to the shadows and by the next morning the fat dragon noble was found cut into pieces that were staked on sharp poles over an open fire with a black sword in his fat cuts and claw and bite marks all over his body. Since the noble had been a real asshole, as intelligent as a rock as he spat on a powerful king who was high in the political, underground and diplomatic circles. So everybody were to put it mildly, glad that he was assassinated as to have such a king would have ended with disaster.
After that incident I started planning my capture of Ifrana, I couldn't see any other path, even as I killed four of her too be husbands, unworthy lots all of them, I knew I had to act fast before the dragon king of the Scorchscale Empire started to suspect me and draw his eyes onto me. And the opportunity finally came as five months after my five hundredth and sixty second birthday my spies came up with information about Ifrana taking a incognito mission by her father, the first one she had been given as her father was very protective over his eldest daughter.
She and her personal guards and servants would travel across the Black Fang mountains located south of my domain. They will be traveling towards a special meeting with the other dragon rulers of other nations. As they travel across the mountains I will prepare an ambush for them, I have made sure to gather information who she's with and who to kill and who to not kill. Outside of her own personal guards, servants and personal friends are the rest male mercenaries hired by the king.
Once I have convinced her to become mine, to love me as I love her, will I claim her servants, friends and guards, to make sure she doesn't hate me for killing them. This is because I cannot let the secret of her being mine found out until the dragon king of Scorchscale Empire dies, naturally, dragons are immortal but even that old wyrm won't live forever with how gluttonous he is, not even checking for poison in his food or water. I cannot bare the thought of her hating me but I cannot bare the thought of a life without her by my side either so I will do all I can to make her life with me one of joy, love and affection, she is my all, she is my everything, she is my Ifrana, mine and mine alone.
My minions have traveled to the mountains now and I am watching through my crystal ball to make sure to give them the correct commands in time, they are disguised as rogue bandits that harvest the mountains. There's about two hundred minions against the fifty mercenaries and the five dragons, including Ifrana, there' one other dragon noble woman, Ifrana's two personal servants and the two royal guards.
OOC
Character Names & Appearance.
Rau'k Bauleum(Too big to be put up in IMG)
Ifrana Scorchscale
Shiva Starwind (Personal Servant)
http://jurassicbeauties.com/gallery/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&g2_itemId=363&g2_serialNumber=4
Belle la Flambé (Noblewoman)
Tifana Bloodmist (Royal Guard, her scales are red, her fin skin yellow and her hair blond.)
http://www.neomonsterisland.com/thatsaspiceymeatball/showa/titanna/wow_titanna.jpg
Nithra Ashstorm (Royal guard)
http://fc15.deviantart.com/fs41/f/2009/012/e/0/Nitha_of_the_Wastes_by_randomredux.jpg
Character Names & Appearance.
Rau'k Bauleum(Too big to be put up in IMG)
Ifrana Scorchscale
Shiva Starwind (Personal Servant)
http://jurassicbeauties.com/gallery/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&g2_itemId=363&g2_serialNumber=4
Belle la Flambé (Noblewoman)
Tifana Bloodmist (Royal Guard, her scales are red, her fin skin yellow and her hair blond.)
http://www.neomonsterisland.com/thatsaspiceymeatball/showa/titanna/wow_titanna.jpg
Nithra Ashstorm (Royal guard)
http://fc15.deviantart.com/fs41/f/2009/012/e/0/Nitha_of_the_Wastes_by_randomredux.jpg
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