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Deciding to offer such a revered guest the best in hospitality, Solaris takes it upon himself to tend to the stygian's needs...whatever they may be! It all starts with an ever so sultry dance in a curvy boi form!\n\nHere's a little story to go with the image, detailing how cordial Solaris is with Thulsa~ Written by Bahamut-255 himself! :>\n\n----------------------------------\n\nThe Summer’s late-afternoon heat would be unbearable to many, but for the Ruler of these Desert Lands, quite comfortable, especially given that he was currently inside his Palace. And particularly thanks to what he was. \n\nCovered in light-green scales with circles of dark green, shifting to a yellow-green on the underside. By Name and Title. Prince Solaris, a snake, thick as a man’s torso, with the length to match. \n\nWas his natural appearance, though at this time, thanks to his most recent meal (being one who had wronged him with Supreme Disrespect, daring to tamper with his Royal Pendant) he now was seated upon his Throne with legs that crossed, and arms that supported against the armrests. Thick corded muscles lacing his powerful frame as he awaited two items of great import. \n\nFor his kind was bestowed with a unique natural ability. That being the power to take on themselves the traits of whomever they consumed. In this instance, the powerful human male’s beefy, muscular frame, he would now enjoy, until the Life Energy of the one eaten was consumed. One manner in which the more powerful of his victims made their use to him, this would last. \n\nAs for what he waited for? The first, his Royal Regalia, his most-trusted of servants hasting to retrieve for him his Nemes Headdress, his golden bracers, and his langot. \n\nThe second the reason he would need them soon. His honoured guest‘s arrival drawing closer by the minute, and Solaris wished to look his best for this. \n\n“What’s taking them so long?” He muttered under his breath, patience thinning as fingers began to drum the armrest, hefty cock flopped over his left leg. He might have to start showing his more dominant side at this rate. \n\n[+]\n\nAs for said Honoured Guest. He was not enjoying the beating Sun as much as the Desert Prince would have, had he been in such a mood. Far more used to the cooler climes of the Focal Point of his own Power, even riding on camelback, even his white robes to reflect much of the sun’s energy, he was beginning to struggle under the searing heat. \n\nIndeed, with said Sun behind them now, and staying that way for the remainder of the trek, he had found himself forced to open them in an effort to bleed away heat, and reveal the lack of additional attire beneath them, save for his favoured knee-height boots. \n\nThus leaving no illusion as to what he was, with his scales of light-brown patterned with stripes and spots of darker shade over his well-built form, lightening over his chiselled front torso. A snake’s head rested beneath the hooded robe, were it not for the wide splayed nose that sat over his snout. \n\nBy Name, Thulsa Doom. By Species, Serpent-Man. 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Where the serpent symbols along the hems and cuffs of their robes were Black as Night, Doom’s was crafted from Gold Thread. \n\nAnd now, a mercy at last from the punishing journey, the last rise granting them the site of their destination, one they pressed on towards, as Doom hastily re-belted his robe to make himself more presentable. \n\nUpon arrival, a grateful Doom dismounted, hand raised in a gesture of peace as he approached. \n\n“I am Thulssa Doom, I have travelled here to meet with Princce Ssolariss on hiss requesst.” He stated his intent to the guards, producing the necessary document to prove his words. \n\n“This way.” One of the guards motioned for the Serpent Lord and his Guard to follow, leading them to a waiting Hall while he verified their claim with his own Lord. \n\n[+]\n\nWho at this point had been rebuking his servants for their slow response to his demands, only halting when he took note of the approaching guard. \n\n“My Prince.” He addressed his liege with a deep bow. “There are three serpent-beings here, claiming that you have Called them here. They brought this.” He produced the scroll to be given to Solaris. \n\n“That I have. Bid them enter.” Solaris confirmed their claim, gesturing for the guard to perform his duty. \n\n“At once, my Prince.” He respectfully replied, before exiting to bring them to his Lord, leaving him to conclude his prior matter. \n\n“And you two, return to your quarters, I shall deal with you later.” An order they complied with, with no small measure of fear at what could befall them. \n\nNo sooner had they vacated the Throne Room, did Thulsa Doom and his Guard enter, and the mood of Solaris lift, already a stirring heat beginning in his loins as he rose up to meet with his honoured guests. \n\n“Ahh, welcome Thulsa Doom, it is good to see you at last.” \n\n“And you asss well.” Doom answered in turn, taking note of this serpents mighty physique. \n\n“But it must have been such a long journey for you to come and grace my kingdom with your presence, so let us leave the business until you are comfortable. Come, a feast has been prepared for you, we may speak on more pleasant matters as we dine.” He offered, hoping it would be taken on account of what he had planned for later. \n\n“And I gratefully acccept your offer. Pleasse, lead the way.” Thulsa took Solaris on his offer, a growing heat of his own building. \n\n“This way then.” Solaris turned to an adjacent room with a wide smile. \n\nThe true reason? It had not gone unnoticed, for him, the swelling cock of his invited guest, that had peeked out from his ill-fastened robes. Robes that even if he did nothing, would not remain on for long given the sheer quantity of what he had prepared for this feast. Then, whose ass would be whose, that would be the question.\n\n[url=http://www.postybirb.com]Posted using PostyBirb[/url]","description_bbcode_parsed":"This time, Solaris has been visited by the Stygian, Thulsa Doom, in his serpent form! 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The Summer’s late-afternoon heat would be unbearable to many, but for the Ruler of these Desert Lands, quite comfortable, especially given that he was currently inside his Palace. And particularly thanks to what he was.
Covered in light-green scales with circles of dark green, shifting to a yellow-green on the underside. By Name and Title. Prince Solaris, a snake, thick as a man’s torso, with the length to match.
Was his natural appearance, though at this time, thanks to his most recent meal (being one who had wronged him with Supreme Disrespect, daring to tamper with his Royal Pendant) he now was seated upon his Throne with legs that crossed, and arms that supported against the armrests. Thick corded muscles lacing his powerful frame as he awaited two items of great import.
For his kind was bestowed with a unique natural ability. That being the power to take on themselves the traits of whomever they consumed. In this instance, the powerful human male’s beefy, muscular frame, he would now enjoy, until the Life Energy of the one eaten was consumed. One manner in which the more powerful of his victims made their use to him, this would last.
As for what he waited for? The first, his Royal Regalia, his most-trusted of servants hasting to retrieve for him his Nemes Headdress, his golden bracers, and his langot.
The second the reason he would need them soon. His honoured guest‘s arrival drawing closer by the minute, and Solaris wished to look his best for this.
“What’s taking them so long?” He muttered under his breath, patience thinning as fingers began to drum the armrest, hefty cock flopped over his left leg. He might have to start showing his more dominant side at this rate.
[+]
As for said Honoured Guest. He was not enjoying the beating Sun as much as the Desert Prince would have, had he been in such a mood. Far more used to the cooler climes of the Focal Point of his own Power, even riding on camelback, even his white robes to reflect much of the sun’s energy, he was beginning to struggle under the searing heat.
Indeed, with said Sun behind them now, and staying that way for the remainder of the trek, he had found himself forced to open them in an effort to bleed away heat, and reveal the lack of additional attire beneath them, save for his favoured knee-height boots.
Thus leaving no illusion as to what he was, with his scales of light-brown patterned with stripes and spots of darker shade over his well-built form, lightening over his chiselled front torso. A snake’s head rested beneath the hooded robe, were it not for the wide splayed nose that sat over his snout.
By Name, Thulsa Doom. By Species, Serpent-Man. By Reputation, leader of the Children of Doom, whose Power rivalled that even of Kings.
His own honour guard riding behind him, being such as himself, albeit grass-green all over, and lacking both the vaguely-human nose and external genitalia of their Master, but in matching robes (if lacking footwear of their own), though with one difference. Where the serpent symbols along the hems and cuffs of their robes were Black as Night, Doom’s was crafted from Gold Thread.
And now, a mercy at last from the punishing journey, the last rise granting them the site of their destination, one they pressed on towards, as Doom hastily re-belted his robe to make himself more presentable.
Upon arrival, a grateful Doom dismounted, hand raised in a gesture of peace as he approached.
“I am Thulssa Doom, I have travelled here to meet with Princce Ssolariss on hiss requesst.” He stated his intent to the guards, producing the necessary document to prove his words.
“This way.” One of the guards motioned for the Serpent Lord and his Guard to follow, leading them to a waiting Hall while he verified their claim with his own Lord.
[+]
Who at this point had been rebuking his servants for their slow response to his demands, only halting when he took note of the approaching guard.
“My Prince.” He addressed his liege with a deep bow. “There are three serpent-beings here, claiming that you have Called them here. They brought this.” He produced the scroll to be given to Solaris.
“That I have. Bid them enter.” Solaris confirmed their claim, gesturing for the guard to perform his duty.
“At once, my Prince.” He respectfully replied, before exiting to bring them to his Lord, leaving him to conclude his prior matter.
“And you two, return to your quarters, I shall deal with you later.” An order they complied with, with no small measure of fear at what could befall them.
No sooner had they vacated the Throne Room, did Thulsa Doom and his Guard enter, and the mood of Solaris lift, already a stirring heat beginning in his loins as he rose up to meet with his honoured guests.
“Ahh, welcome Thulsa Doom, it is good to see you at last.”
“And you asss well.” Doom answered in turn, taking note of this serpents mighty physique.
“But it must have been such a long journey for you to come and grace my kingdom with your presence, so let us leave the business until you are comfortable. Come, a feast has been prepared for you, we may speak on more pleasant matters as we dine.” He offered, hoping it would be taken on account of what he had planned for later.
“And I gratefully acccept your offer. Pleasse, lead the way.” Thulsa took Solaris on his offer, a growing heat of his own building.
“This way then.” Solaris turned to an adjacent room with a wide smile.
The true reason? It had not gone unnoticed, for him, the swelling cock of his invited guest, that had peeked out from his ill-fastened robes. Robes that even if he did nothing, would not remain on for long given the sheer quantity of what he had prepared for this feast. Then, whose ass would be whose, that would be the question.
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