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Josheb

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The undead's sword swung overhead as Faiter slipped underneath it, bringin his own sword up to hack at the scourge's leg. He connected, slicing deep into the undead's thigh and pulled his sword out, the holy seal around him wracking through the undead as his sword made contact. The undead swung again, unfazed at the wound in his leg, striking Faiter's armor, knocking the Blood elf back a bit. Faiter stepped forward, unleashing a holy burst of energy and the undead staggered, falling forward and stabbing at Faiter's crotch. Faiter sidestepped, the undead's sword hit his armor, snapping a seam and making his groin protector fly open, exposing Faiter to the world. Faiter swung again, severing the undead's head, killing it again, hopefully for the final time.

Faiter tured to see how his companion was doing.
 
Name: Kiriana
Age: Youthful but not immortal - hard to place an exact age
Race: Blood Elf
Class: Warlock
Height: 5ft 9in
Cupsize: 32DD
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Glowing green

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Kiriana looked pretty exhausted. Leaning upon her staff, she could feel her sore muscles causing her a good deal of trouble. Her body wasn't really shaking but she was visibly tired. Her large breasts rose and fall as she struggled to catch her breath, and strewn about the field were various bodies of her fallen companions and more than half of the fallen were of the Scourge. Mighty demons had fallen about her feet as she darkened their vision and then cursed them. She was a skilled Warlock, unrivaled it seemed in her mastery of the dark arts.

The soft glow of her staff seemed to be the only light she saw, until the sun's rays began to light up the field. Her arm was bleeding, a few tears in her clothes were the product of an intense fight. She would need to find a cleric or a paladin to held mend her, and thankfully there were plenty of those. The busty Elf looked around to see if anyone else near her was left standing. Not too far from here she spotted Faiter, a Paladin. After a moment she couldn't help but smile, her eyes looking away from his dick that just hung loosely between his legs.
 
Faiter spotted the warlock leaning on her staff and felt the blood rushing down his body. She was very attractive, her breasts were heaving with each breath. He walked over to Kiriana, not considering his state of impropriety, just concerned for her well being. He came right up to her and mumbled a prayer, letting the Light flow through him and into her, healing her wounds and renewing her stamina. He smiles at her and looks around at all the carnage and devastation.

"Wow. We really did alot of damage. I guess I better start ressurecting people before the plague sets in."
 
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Faiter spotted the warlock leaning on her staff and felt the blood rushing down his body. She was very attractive, her breasts were heaving with each breath. He walked over to Kiriana, not considering his state of impropriety, just concerned for her well being. He came right up to her and mumbled a prayer, letting the Light flow through him and into her, healing her wounds and renewing her stamina. He smiles at her and looks around at all the carnage and devastation.

"Wow. We really did alot of damage. I guess I better start ressurecting people before the plague sets in."

Kiriana could hear his feet trample in a few puddles of rain water as Faiter made his way over. She looked at his fair face, trying to keep herself from looking downward, and then watched as he began to cast a few healing spells on her. A feeling of rejuvenation overcame her soreness and after a few seconds she felt as good as new, although her mana had been drained.

"Thank you, and I'll leave that to you while I go sit over there." she said as she moved away from the Blood Elf paladin and sat down on a fairly large rock in the field. Before she pulled herself away she happened to let her eyes fall down quickly to look at his fairly erect cock that hung between his legs. Males... they're all the same. She wasn't able to resurrect anyone that had fallen in battle, and her companions were lucky that one of those left standing had been a healer.

She pulled out from her backpack a container of filtered draenic water, and the liquid filled her throat. She felt a tingle in her body and she could tell that her mana was slowly building back up towards normal.
 
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Faiter was glad Kiriana was ok. He smiled at her as she walked away. The warlocks were always a hard group to figure out. Never quite fitting in. Consorting with demons will do that to you though. Faiter walked over to the first of his fallen comrades, meditating in prayer, slowly saying the right words to channel enough of the Light to return him to life.

He kept thinking about Kiriana, getting a little distracted from his casting, forcing his mind back to what he was doing. There was something intriguing about the dark side she walked. And nothing wrong with her amazing figure.
 
Kiriana had finally felt completely rested, putting away her drinks and sitting on the rock, clutching the bejewelled staff. She was able to mutter a few choice words and from a tiny void this tiny little Imp that she dubbed Mayik came hopping out. From this tiny demon she could boost herself up even further, and her hair seemed to darken as she felt her body invigorate itself.

Her eyes darted around the field of battle, and only a few warriors had been risen. What was taking Faiter so long with the resurrections? Usually a handful of soldiers would be revitalized by now...
 
Faiter finally found the priest, an orc, and after his long prayer he raised the Orc, who took over the entire ressurecton process. Despite not wanting to associate with the Demon loving Warlock, she was the only other Elf in the group and therefore the only one truly worthy of his company. So Faiter walked over to the rock she was sitting on and acknowledged her imp with a nod. He smiled at Kiriana and slumped down on the rock next to her, his armor clanking as he sat there.

"Whoo, that was quite a battle Kiriana. You alright?"

Faiter laid his sword on the ground, sighing softly. He was beat. The battle wore him down and the ressurections had drained him. Faiter rummaged in his pack for a botle of water.
 
Kiriana watched her companion manage to raise a few people, one of whom she recognized as Belcmeg, an Orc Shaman. After he had been raised up she saw Faiter head her way. He seemed pretty tired himself, although if he expected any aid from her he was out of his Elven mind. She could, however, have her Imp bite him in the butt...

Anyways he sat down next to her, his plate armour causing a little noise.

"Yes, I'm fine." she said, getting her point across with as little words as possible. She watched him place his sword on the ground and began to peer into his backpack. She watched him pull out some water of his own, and from their they both watched as the rest of their party were being resurrected.

"Are you heading back to Thrallmar after we're done here?" she asked, him, referring to the Horde city in the Hellfire Peninsula.
 
"I probably will hit Thrallmar. I'm just helping out friends and paying back debts right now. Belcmeg there pulled my butt out of the fire back in Razorfen Chasm a long time ago. And the Tauren there helped me out on a raid into Shadowfang Keep. This Horde alliance has made some strange bedfellows hasn't it?"

Faiter took another drink of water and sighed, looking down at his feet. He chortled when he saw his own cock looking back at him. He reached down and looked at his clasp that had been broken. He could fix that. Faiter stood and turned to Kiriana, not bothering to cover himself, looking around for a hammer of some sort, maybe one of the ones the undead had been using.

"You know, you could have told me I was exposed."
 
"Well where is the fun in that?" Kiriana said with a grin as Faiter went about looking for something on the ground. She had to admit it was pretty funny watching him walk around, not knowing that his hard cock was sticking out. Thoughts began to fester in her mind about having him inside her... but she didn't say anything.

She looked at the little Imp that danced back and forth in front of her in idle boredness, and then she watched him scamper off towards one of the fallen Scourge.
 
Finding a hammer Faiter walks over and picks it up. While he's away the other members of thier group come over, the female troll learing at his cock, and let Faiter know they're taking off. He walks back to Kiriana as they begin to activate their hearth stones. He looked her up and down before he spoke, feeling his cock grow a bit more.

"The others are heading out of here. I'm going to hit the river and fix the clasp, probably take a bath while I'm at it. If you want to wash some of that undead blood off you before you take off, you're welcome to join me."

His eyes travelled down her body, stopping at her breasts again, then back up to her glowing eyes and smiled. She was a very pretty elf, for a warlock.
 
"I could wash back in the city, but since you seem incapable of keeping your pants in order I suppose I could join you." Kiriana said as she stood up from the rock. She dismissed her tiny demon and then left her belongings by the rock before heading towards the river. She passed by Faiter and gave him a 'pleasant' smile that could also be taken as an invitation.

Anyways she had made it to the water which wasn't that far away, Faiter still standing by their stuff. She figured the best way to get his attention would be to just slip out of her robes and then slide into the water. So with her back facing him she fingered the sash around her waist, and then scrunching her shoulders she let the fabric cascade off her slender body, revealing that she hadn't been wearing any undergarments. After that... she slipped into the water and disappeared from view.
 
Faiter watched Kiriana sashay down to the river, her hips swaying side to side, enticing him. He grinned, as she undid her sash and slowly let her robe slide down her shoulders, her arms, her bum and her legs, giving him a perfect view of her backside, her shapely ass, her long, slender legs, and even the sides of her unbelievably large breasts. He felt his cock growing to it's full extent, his foreskin slowly receding, exposing his large, throbbing cockhead.

Faiter stood by the rock, undoing his clasps on his armor, removing it piece by piece. Helm, shoulders, bracers, breastplate, boots, greaves and breaches. He stood on the shore wearing little more then his shirt. He stripped that off, tossing it on his armor. He walked to the shore, knowing that his cock would slap his legs if he tried to run in this condition. Standing at the waer's edge he grinned at the warlock in the water, giving her a moment or two to look at his well muscled hysique, shaped by training and devotion to the Light. Then he launched himself into the air, doing a twist before diving into the water.
 
Kiriana had slipped gently into the water, her slender form easily moving through the water of the slow moving river. She disappeared underneath its surface a decent amount of time, the cold liquid moving aside as she resurfaced not too far out. She came up just in time to watch Faiter stand at the edge. She had a good look at his body, biting her bottom lip as the water lapped up between her large chest as she floated in the water, the blue liquid filling the cleavage of her bosom as she looked up at him.

Faiter had launched himself into the river, and Kiriana had to swim back just a little so that he didn't hit her on the way down. She looked around for him in the water but with the commotion of the splashing waves it wasn't easy to do. Her legs moved back and forth as she remained in the water, her arms dancing in circles as she swam around.
 
Faiter swam doown, touching the bottom of the river, his powerful form moving easily against the river's gentle current. He looked up from the riverbed, seeing Kiriana's outline against the water. She had an amazing body. He swam under her and shot up to the surface behind her, gasping for breath as water flew from his hair as he shook his head.

"Woah, that's brisk!" He stretched his arms out, keeping himself afloat with his legs. "Nothing like a nice swim after combat, know what I mean?"
 
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Faiter swam doown, touching the bottom of the river, his powerful form moving easily against the river's gentle current. He looked up from the riverbed, seeing Kiriana's outline against the water. She had an amazing body. He swam under her and shot up to the surface behind her, gasping for breath as water flew from his hair as he shook his head.

"Woah, that's brisk!" He stretched his arms out, keeping himself afloat with his legs. "Nothing like a nice swim after combat, know what I mean?"

Kiriana looked on as Faiter swam about in the gentle waters of the river. She couldn't make out any details, but when he surfaced behind her she turned to see his smiling face, water dripping down his head. And then had kicked his legs up so that he would float ontop of the water, his hard cock standing up between his legs. Bold, isn't he?

"Just a little." she said with a giggle as she dived under the water, disappearing from view and then surfacing nearer to the shore.
 
Faiter watched Kiriana disappear under the water, unable to see her directly for a minute. Then he saw her golden hair appear near the shore. Faiter let her watch him swim fro a bit, doing the backstroke with his mast at full. Then he threw himself under the water and shot toward shore, coming up a few feet away from her. He swam a circle around her and came up infront of her.

"You keep swimming away from me? That's no way to carry on a conversation," he said with a smile.
 
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