The Wild Highlands
Prince Victor's carriage
"Your Highness. Reporting in. The eastern front lead by Count Asai Trichia has been successful in reaching Blooming Sorrow woodlands. Upon your command, they will attack Gray Dawn Tower.
The western front led by Sir Walter is approaching Goddess's Fountain, upon annexing that position, they will then head to Via Marea's Crystal Quarry. Thus, annexing the Elves' supply of crystals and minerals.
Currently, The mid-front will arrive at Crea's Workshop by the morrow. Our scouts report zero sighting of the enemy thus far."
"Good work. Keep me updated if-" Victor glanced down, the little strawberry blonde bopping her head up and down. "-If anything important happens. Dismissed."
"Yes, your highness."
Conversing through the carriage window. The knight was unable to see the blonde maid who was upon her knees, blowing the prince. The man started to pat and stroke her hair. Enjoying the softness and smooth silk like hair. The maid enjoyed his attention and affection, renewing her enthusiasm to take him deeper into her throat.
Continuing to enjoy her slimy tongue and saliva. Her hands that reached up to stroke and tease his muscles. The prince fired another load down her mouth.
"Good girl." He continued to pat her head, as her face became flushed.
The maid stood up before turning around, leaning her ass out towards the prince. Her hands upon the other side of the seats.
"Your highness, which hole would you like to enjoy today?"
His cock, still covered in insane amounts of saliva entered her behind. The tightness was so insane, Victor couldn't help but climaxing within a few dozen seconds. Shivering in pleasure as he laid upon her back. The girl had to strain her muscles to keep the two steady, as the carriage continued to rock. Gripping tightly onto the headrests in front of her.
Once the prince's high ended, he began to continue thrusting into her soft ass, now utilizing both saliva and his own sperm as lubricant. The maid, now very used to him entering her other hole started to climax herself. Squirting a little, dripping her juices down her milky smooth legs. At first, she wondered why anyone would even use that hole in such a way. However, years of training had forced her to enjoy it lest she wanted to feel pain and discomfort.
She would continue to let out her sweet whimpers. The ones she knew the prince enjoyed. Faithfully serving him for the next two hours before supper.
The human invasion route.
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The Goddess's Fountain
Walter was currently watching his Foot soldiers and knights duke it out against the Elves. This was holy ground the humans were entering. Thus, the resistance was fierce. By now, all of his levies had already perished upon the fields of battle. Their bodies left to rot, and to be claimed by the wild life.
The man had sent the majority of his knight-trainees to secure their supply lines. The further they entered into Elven territory, the thinner the man's forces became. Now, with only 1400 knights, 400 trainees and 1200 foot soldiers locked in a grand melee.
Walter decided to personally enter the fray. The weaker Elves would serve as a warm up for the blood-thirsty man. Whilst the more decent ones would be savoured more closely.
He would slowly defeat them. Doing his utmost to show the large difference in strength, power, speed and skill between the two races. Slowly inflicting blood loss, refusing to strike at critical areas such as the organs. Crippling them to only allow them to helplessly watch as he slaughtered their comrades before them.
It was only a matter of time before the humans completely annihilates the Elves out of Via Marea.
"Truly, truly a genocide. Prince Victor promised me this years ago, and finally, I finally get to enjoy my dessert!"
The man was quickly aging at this point, his hair already lost their pigments, turning completely grey and white.
Turning back to enjoy the view. He watched as his men ruthlessly culled the pointy-eared. Deciding he had done his part, he left his men behind to finish up without him. He marched through the marble floor, past the many white pillars and statues that depicted Goddess Marea.
He continued marching in so far, that the sounds of battle, the screaming and shouting were hardly audible to the man. And upon reaching the pristine lake, that was so clean and clear that he could clearly see the ground below it.
He noticed a single Elf waiting for him.
"Good evening Human. A pleasure to meet you." Queen Rima Regenon's grey eyelashes fluttered open. Whilst her platinum hair shined under the moon light. Her skin ethereal and flawless, as if she was a fine marble statue herself.
She slowly drew her blade, deliberately allowing it to drag and scrape against the sheathe. Two goddesses suddenly appeared by the entrance behind Walter. Their hair platinum and smooth. Radiant, just like the moon light that illuminated the lake. On their faces were white fox masks. In their hands, were weapons foreign to the man. Large gauntlets with claws and blades attached upon the edges.
For the first time in years. Walter White felt a cold shiver down his back.
kophzi How I imagine Queen Rima to look atm, Source:pininterest
Spoiler [collapse]Also, what Dhan Katar's looked like in game.
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The Wild Highlands
Prince Victor's carriage
"Your Highness. Reporting in. The eastern front lead by Count Asai Trichia has been successful in reaching Blooming Sorrow woodlands. Upon your command, they will attack Gray Dawn Tower.
The western front led by Sir Walter is approaching Goddess's Fountain, upon annexing that position, they will then head to Via Marea's Crystal Quarry. Thus, annexing the Elves' supply of crystals and minerals.
Currently, The mid-front will arrive at Crea's Workshop by the morrow. Our scouts report zero sighting of the enemy thus far."
"Good work. Keep me updated if-" Victor glanced down, the little strawberry blonde bopping her head up and down. "-If anything important happens. Dismissed."
"Yes, your highness."
Conversing through the carriage window. The knight was unable to see the blonde maid who was upon her knees, blowing the prince. The man started to pat and stroke her hair. Enjoying the softness and smooth silk like hair. The maid enjoyed his attention and affection, renewing her enthusiasm to take him deeper into her throat.
Continuing to enjoy her slimy tongue and saliva. Her hands that reached up to stroke and tease his muscles. The prince fired another load down her mouth.
"Good girl." He continued to pat her head, as her face became flushed.
The maid stood up before turning around, leaning her ass out towards the prince. Her hands upon the other side of the seats.
"Your highness, which hole would you like to enjoy today?"
His cock, still covered in insane amounts of saliva entered her behind. The tightness was so insane, Victor couldn't help but climaxing within a few dozen seconds. Shivering in pleasure as he laid upon her back. The girl had to strain her muscles to keep the two steady, as the carriage continued to rock. Gripping tightly onto the headrests in front of her.
Once the prince's high ended, he began to continue thrusting into her soft ass, now utilizing both saliva and his own sperm as lubricant. The maid, now very used to him entering her other hole started to climax herself. Squirting a little, dripping her juices down her milky smooth legs. At first, she wondered why anyone would even use that hole in such a way. However, years of training had forced her to enjoy it lest she wanted to feel pain and discomfort.
She would continue to let out her sweet whimpers. The ones she knew the prince enjoyed. Faithfully serving him for the next two hours before supper.
The human invasion route.
Spoiler[collapse]
...
The Goddess's Fountain
Walter was currently watching his Foot soldiers and knights duke it out against the Elves. This was holy ground the humans were entering. Thus, the resistance was fierce. By now, all of his levies had already perished upon the fields of battle. Their bodies left to rot, and to be claimed by the wild life.
The man had sent the majority of his knight-trainees to secure their supply lines. The further they entered into Elven territory, the thinner the man's forces became. Now, with only 1400 knights, 400 trainees and 1200 foot soldiers locked in a grand melee.
Walter decided to personally enter the fray. The weaker Elves would serve as a warm up for the blood-thirsty man. Whilst the more decent ones would be savoured more closely.
He would slowly defeat them. Doing his utmost to show the large difference in strength, power, speed and skill between the two races. Slowly inflicting blood loss, refusing to strike at critical areas such as the organs. Crippling them to only allow them to helplessly watch as he slaughtered their comrades before them.
It was only a matter of time before the humans completely annihilates the Elves out of Via Marea.
"Truly, truly a genocide. Prince Victor promised me this years ago, and finally, I finally get to enjoy my dessert!"
The man was quickly aging at this point, his hair already lost their pigments, turning completely grey and white.
Turning back to enjoy the view. He watched as his men ruthlessly culled the pointy-eared. Deciding he had done his part, he left his men behind to finish up without him. He marched through the marble floor, past the many white pillars and statues that depicted Goddess Marea.
He continued marching in so far, that the sounds of battle, the screaming and shouting were hardly audible to the man. And upon reaching the pristine lake, that was so clean and clear that he could clearly see the ground below it.
He noticed a single Elf waiting for him.
"Good evening Human. A pleasure to meet you." Queen Rima Regenon's grey eyelashes fluttered open. Whilst her platinum hair shined under the moon light. Her skin ethereal and flawless, as if she was a fine marble statue herself.
She slowly drew her blade, deliberately allowing it to drag and scrape against the sheathe. Two goddesses suddenly appeared by the entrance behind Walter. Their hair platinum and smooth. Radiant, just like the moon light that illuminated the lake. On their faces were white fox masks. In their hands, were weapons foreign to the man. Large gauntlets with claws and blades attached upon the edges.
For the first time in years. Walter White felt a cold shiver down his back.
kophzi How I imagine Queen Rima to look atm, Source:pininterest
Spoiler [collapse]Also, what Dhan Katar's looked like in game.
Spoiler [collapse]