In Love's Eyes A Queen - EpilogueBlood flowed from Tur'geis' wounds as he stood there cradling the body of the only woman he loved. Her blood covered them both, so much that Tur'geis couldn't tell whose blood covered him anymore. The male warrior was mad from the pain, both physical and emotional. He had failed her, and their entire line. Tur'geis shook with sadness and rage as he gasped for air. He couldn't breathe...In Love's Eyes A Queen - Epilogue by ImperatorAlric
Tur'geis bolted up, screaming madly as he frenziedly grasped for his sword. He'd die avenging his fallen mate! Suddenly he felt strong hands grasp his wrists. He snarled and twisted his arms away, seeking to throw his opponent off of him. “No!” he cried as he quickly tried to go for his sword under the pillow.
“Tur'geis! Calm down...it's just a nightmare!” Die'tra's face and sharp green eyes came into clear focus, lined with worry.
The familiar sound of the voice jolted Tur'geis back to reality, and he sank back down to the bedroll, his massive chest heaving deeply as he lay ther
In Love's Eyes A Queen“Heh, you weren't really angry, were you?” purred Die'tra as she ran her fingers across Tur'geis' broad chest. Her long white hair, some of it pulled into red braids, covered the two like a blanket and her feline green eyes met Tur'geis' ice blue ones once more as they spoke.In Love's Eyes A Queen by ImperatorAlric
The tall, powerfully built male beside her chuckled, his right arm draped around her as they lay on the grass, the mist sea before them. “It doesn't matter now,” he said as he gave one of Die'tra's full buttocks a squeeze. His low, broad face spread into a wide grin as his blue eyes displayed deep mirth. “If it ends up like this, how could I be angry?”
Die'tra pressed even more snugly to her squad leader, giving him a deep kiss on the lips. “You certainly were rather spirited just now,” she laughed.
“How can I not be?” Tur'geis roared with laughter. “Beautiful females bring out the beast in me almost as a foe does,” he added with a wolfi
Chronicles of Rhyl'lyn: The Joys of Children"Honey, I'm back!" Adam called out as they stepped inside the house, which was bigger than what Rhyl'lyn had come to expect from farmers. "I've brought company, too." The house was made of materials he didn't know, but it was tightly packed, which he assumed kept the cold temperature out. It was also surprisingly clean, but annoyingly bright. The drow blinked on more than one occasion, his eyes watering as they tried to adjust.Chronicles of Rhyl'lyn: The Joys of Children by Sushi-Troll
Adam's wife looked as busy as a matron mother giving out orders while her house was under attack, although this female's tasks were far more domestic. She held a baby in one arm, a wooden spoon in another, one child was attached to her waist while another had a vice grip on her ankle. They all had the same, dark hair colour. Everyone was talking to her all at once, and Annemie's barking and bouncing around didn't help make the noise go away. Ironically, the most talkative child in the group, the one attached to the woman's waist, shushed the dog. Over at a pile
Chronicles of Rhyl'lyn: Of Dogs and DemonsIt took half an hour just to get away from all the tall things, and by the time he did his stomach growled in hungry protest. He was rewarded with the sight of smoke rising on the horizon and a shortcut across a large, open field. Feeling relief wash over him, he stepped away from the road and walked down the short hill and across the field. Why surfacers insisted on roads instead of taking such shortcuts was beyond his understanding. The white stuff slowed him down a bit, but that was pretty much the point to more than one person walking there – the more downtrodden the white stuff, the faster it went.Chronicles of Rhyl'lyn: Of Dogs and Demons by Sushi-Troll
He was halfway to the farmstead, his keen eyes spotting the buildings, when the white gave out underneath him. A surprised yelp escaped his lips and he sank all the way down to his chest, feeling colder than ever before, the white stuff seeping through the fabric of his clothes and making him wet. That was bound to mess up his leather jerkin.
As if to make matters worse, his heat-
Contest - Deh' o' Mialhin Shadow RangerContest - Deh' o' Mialhin by Lolth-Scourge
Deh' o' Mialhin is a young drow female of Mih'Al'Henidraninl family. Ancient Lolth high priestess, she was revoked from her position because spiders, the symbol of Lolth, did never dare to approach her, as if frightened by something.
Renegade, she had to leave the territories under Lolth control when her high prietest weapon, the fangs scourge with file living snake lashes, tried to kill her. Lolth wanted her dead.
She traveled south in the Underdark, alone, and soon discovered she was happier in those half desert lands than she had never been in the crowded Drow cities. She also soon discovered some hided talents in herself and little by little, while traveling in the earth bowels, she became what we could call a Shadow Ranger.
As her surface homonyms, Deh' had some powers over the nature, even over the dangerous beasts living in the Underdark. She discovered why spiders feared her: in fact she had the power to provoque waves of extreme fear in any liv
Contest - FamilyFAMILYContest - Family by Lolth-Scourge
Xenshai yawned, stopped fiddling with his long braided hair and looked over at his brother. The younger drow looked, in Xenshais' opinion, far too nervous to carry out the orders they had explicitly been given by their mother, the Matron Vikhra. Or maybe it was the other orders he had been given that worried him…
'Jehk'ril, if you're going to going to fidget, you may as well leave' he drawled, a slightly amused smile touching his lips. Jehk'ril turned and frowned, shaking his head vehemently.
'I know what to do' he replied, a hint of a tremor to his voice.
'Hmmm. And you are sure you are…up to it?'
Jehk'ril glowered at his brother. Why must he always treat him as a child?
'This raid will be successful. Hasn't Matron Vikhra told us Mother Lolth is on our side?
'Lolth?' Xenshai spat over his shoulder. 'Who gives a damn what that old spider thinks! Anyway, that was not what I was referring to…'
'Xenshai…do you think this course of action is wise? Surely Vikhra will
Contest - Three of themContest - Three of them by Lolth-Scourge
"I don't like it." He snarls, crossing and uncrossing his arms anxiously. The Half-drey just ignored it, however, stroking his short beard thoughtfully. It didn't bother him any to be someplace without walls or ceiling…damn the man.
"Look up…" Orin smirks softly, gesturing upward. His rings glinted in the bright light of the moon, making Shand squint.
"I don't want to." He snaps back, irritably, sitting down on the ground, the heavy spider limbs that hang from his back twitching dangerously.
"Aww. Big man is SKAWED." Bat'zu sniggered. The half demon, who looked like nothing more impressive than a chubby, horned infant with wings, sniggered as he lit an thick cigar, further offending Shand's eyes with the flames interruption of the darkness. It's the tiny wings that keep him air born as one of Shand's talon-ended spider limbs smashes through the branch the half demon is perched on. Even the sound of it breaking and falling don't sound right without cavern walls to make them echo. Too bl
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