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Dark Elves follow some very p*rny gods
🕑 Added 2020-08-07 15:01:48 +0000 UTC...It's almost a routine now for Knight Sophia, taking care of her prince, but in the spirit of making up for lost time yesterday she quickly gets him off using her breasts on waking up. In their haste to get his morning wood down and get going on their journey the pair briefly forget about making sure not to dirty the room, or keep down the noise. Just as the hung prince's monstrous climax hits, Sophia does keep in mind they don't have time to take a bath, and so aims him away from her. The thick globs of white cream coating their bed and the wall instead, Sophia's hand keeping on pumping along his length to coax as much out of him as she can.
Realizing their mistake, The knight and the prince quickly dress up when he is done, gather their supplies, jump on their steeds, and ride out of town before the innkeeper can find the mess they've made.
It was a good call, taking the detour to the village to find a horse for the prince to ride. Not having to share Sophia's horse, and subsequently not nearly as distracted by her, the breaks the prince has to take are limited to their meals. And if they abandon the roads and trek through the wilds again, they can further make up for the lost time they made at the start of their venture.
Sophia would have gone for the border of the kingdom the prince was kept in straight away and got him home to his father the king as fast as possible. But though their skinship was certainly beyond pleasurable, both agreed they may need to seek help from a mage first to see if anything could be done to alleviate the endless lust the prince carried with him, lust that seemed very contagious now. The capital would certainly host a mages guild, and it was on their way either way. So it was agreed to make a stop there to investigate.
Unfortunately on the way there, before they even have a chance to abandon the road, they ride up on a hobbling ox-drawn cart, carrying produce, a farmer, his sons, and a young, beautiful brunette daughter.
it was the farmer family that had taken up the other rooms at the inn from the day before, forcing the pair to stay together, evidently they too on their way to the capital to sell their crop. And in these Goblin and Orc infested lands, they would humbly request an escort. if the lady-knight would be so kind...
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Having taken a look at both Angels and Demons, let us quickly go back to the Elves, to explore the third kind.
Of the three major elfdoms Dark Elves are the most elusive, after the destructive war with the Orcs and the High Elves reflecting back on past actions, the ones who still firmly believed in Elven supremacy abandoned their "weaker" kin only to find themselves outnumbered. And so in their secession retreated to vast underground holds. Ironically enough the same mountainous caverns that the Goblins once called their home. Though in the years since the war that irony has been lost on them. As far as the Elves are concerned, they dug the pits and tunnels they call home themselves.
The Dark Elves remain there ever since, keeping to themselves mostly, only semi-often coming into contact with minor Goblin tribes eking out a meagre living in the far corners of the world's mountain ranges and Dwarven holds.
It's been in those years that the once proud Elves truly sunk into depravity, far lower than they had in their heyday when the Elven kingdoms were still united, and came to be known as the Dark Elves.
The same fate that befell the other Elves naturally came to them as well, but not having the clarity of mind to stop their body modification practices they instead pledged themselves to dark gods to beg for their help, or as the Dark Elves saw it, manipulate them into serving them. Blind to their own servitude, they came to be known as raiders, torturers and slavers. And are now spoken off with the fear and disgust usually reserved only for Demons, far outstripping the ire they themselves held for the Orcs all those years ago.
This neatly brings us back to talking about Demons and other ethereal beings, but this post is again getting long, so I'll leave it for the next episode of fantasy p*rn land.
Hey all,
So as you may notice, this one too is a day late. Yeah, that's on me, I vastly underestimated how much cleanup this particular sketch had to go through, and started way too late Yesterday. So not wanting to make it a rush job and have it look out of place with the others, I left the fine-tuning for today.
Though I still could have uploaded this earlier, it's been done for a few hours now ;p
SoCarter out.
Comments
Asoral
I gotta say I’m enjoying the story so far
