3 comments/ 7940 views/ 5 favorites The Winter War Ch. 01 By: kilroy_ccxiv Jamess Adonis awoke from a restless sleep to a beam of sunlight striking him in the eyes. Squinting, he arose to a cold inn room, and immediately threw several lengths of oak into the wood-burning stove in the corner, stoking last night's fire. Hearing a yawn, he turned to see his friend and compatriot, Pollux Morningstern, slowly awake from his slumber. "Sweet Gods it is cold in here." He commented sleepily. "I'm working on it." Jamess said, closing the stove's door. He rose to his feet and stretched, then pulled on his clothes and strapped on his breastplate and made his way to the door. "Find out wherever the hell Jonas stayed the night and get him to Kilrath's, I'll get the other's, we roll out at noon." The others were easier to find than Pollux's task, all but one was sitting at the bar of the Drunken Dragon enjoying a hearty breakfast of eggs and steak and pots of coffee. "How are my adventurer's today?" Jamess asked, drawing his belt, the large bastard sword slapped familiarly against his toned left leg. "Ready for the job, boss." Porter said, grabbing a slab of sirloin like it was an oversized meat brownie and tore a chunk off with his oversized canines. The Half-Orc mauled the meat loudly as juice ran down his chin. "What is the job, anyway?" Kitty asked. She was toying with one of her daggers, flipping it through her fingers, "What's with the big mystery?" Jamess rubbed at a smudge on the holy crest of his breastplate as he scanned the room, looking for anyone in earshot not privy to the information. "Well, Miss Deville, Kilrath's got us moving alchemical components to Stoneraven. I'd like to keep as much attention away from us as we leave, the last thing we need is to get robbed on the way there." "Well that just takes the fun out of it, now doesn't it?" Alice said, snatching Kitty's blade with her deft hands in a lightning quick grab as the dagger flipped between fingers. "I haven't gotten to stick a highway man in ages, these trips are starting to get boring." "Duly noted, Miss O'roark, but as much as you might like carving up thieve's, I prefer to not get shot at all. If you remember our last outing, most of our money went to the priests to heal us." "We faired better than those goddamn Goblins." Porter stated, taking another bite from the steak. "Even still, Mr. Bruce, let's try to keep a low profile for the time being. I'm going to go check our mounts, we meet at noon at Kilrath's shop. That should give you all plenty of time to get provisions and whatnot. And buy some winter gear, it's going to be cold." With that he pulled on his cloak and headed for the stables. Pollux strolled down the hall, wondering how he was going to find the one Jonas was shacked up in. Jonas was a class A pain in the ass, but he was the most experienced rogue the party had ever seen. His vices came dangerously close to making him a liability however, yet Jamess put up with him. And Jamess was the party's leader, and it was not his place to question the leader's decisions. He stopped at a door suddenly and listened hard. He thought he'd heard...yes, he had. A woman, moaning. Moaning quite agreeably. "Yep, this is it." Pollux muttered to himself. He knocked, no answer. "Jonas?" He said loudly. "Go the fuck away, Pollux, I'm in the middle of something." Jonas called back. "Damn it all." Pollux rolled his eyes, "hurry up, we roll out at noon." "Sure thing, now go away." Pollux turned swiftly, clutching his holy symbol as he made his way back down the hall. "If the god's don't curse us for him, it will be a miracle." Jonas turned back to the job at hand once he heard footsteps leaving. "He's gone." He said. "Good, now get back to work!" She cried out, grabbing him by his jet black hair and pulling his face back between her legs. He readily dove back to her glistening pussy, slicked from her orgasms and his spit. Kyrwynn was his favorite girl in Harchester, the beautiful, buxom blonde was a half-nymph who ran the candy store in town. She cried out again as he ran his skilled tongue up her slit, her large, supple breasts heaved as she panted. She pulled his face in tighter and ground her pussy into his lips as his tongue flicked across her clit with unnatural speed that only a very experienced man could do. "Gods almighty, that feels so good." She sighed. He came up for air a second later. "That was just the opener, baby, now it's time for the headline." He pulled the blankets away from his torso and aimed his thick, hard cock for her hairless cunt. He gripped her gorgeously tanned legs and pulled her to him. She yelped as she was forcebly dragged to his cock, and in one smooth motion, parted her lips with the tip, and slowly drove his rod deep inside her waiting depths. Her eyes grew wide as her wet pussy seemed to gulp at him, drawing him in deeper and deeper until she felt the bush of his pubic hair tickling her pussy lips. He drew out of her and slammed back in, his balls slapping at her sensitive asshole. She couldn't help but cry out as his entire length pulled out and drove back into her almost in the same instant, a wet clap sounding off every time they came together. Her words were incoherent, a steady stream or vowels punctuated by gulps for air and yelps of ecstasy. A fire began to grow inside her, and she welcomed it lovingly as a massive orgasm started to build. It did not take long for what felt like an explosion of pleasure to erupt inside her as she felt his thick shaft massaging the walls of her pussy. She cried out, loudly, not even noticing that everyone in the building and most likely the next could hear her scream. Jonas gasped as he felt her soft, beautiful pussy clench around his cock and squeeze him just right. He grabbed hold of her large, pert tits, pinching the cherry red nipples until they hardened under his fingertips. A few strokes later he could feel hot come building up in the base of his cock. He grunted loudly, and slammed one last time, burying himself deep in her twat as he fired spurt after spurt of red hot come deep into her orgasming pussy. She was without words. He slowly drew out of her, a gush of hers and his come flowed out of her pussy hole when the head of his cock slid out of her with a small wet 'pop'. He grabbed the sheets and wiped the sweat from his body, and the come from his crotch. He started getting dressed. "That...was...amazing..."She panted. "Yes it was." He said, laying down next to her after he'd gotten his clothes one and snapped up his belt and bandoliers. "When will you be back in town?" She asked breathlessly. "Can't say. The Boss is being real secretive about it. Can't be more than a few weeks though." "Well, let me know when you get back." "Sure thing, sweetness." Jonas leaned in nd kissed her pouty lips, groping one of her tits as he did so." He grabbed his pack and left the room. Two weeks. Three at the most. It would be a hard wait, but he could make it. He smiled as he made his way downstairs to find the others. Porter Bruce was escorting the women through the market as they looked for rations that would keep on the trip. "If'n it's Stoneraven we're 'eaded to, I imagine it'll be about a nine day journey." Bruce stated, giving a group of teenaged boys who were gawking at the two female rogues in their tight leathers the evil eye. One look at the towering brute sent them running. He slung his great axe over one shoulder and picked up a handful of apples from a barrel and crammed them into a sack on his pelt, then tossed the skittish vendor a gold coin. "Stoneraven on the eve of winter?" Alice O'roark stated, spying the fruit cart for other selections, "Don't you think Jamess could have found a colder place to go to?" "Beats Stoneraven in the dead of winta'." Porter said, scooping up fistfuls of walnuts. "Fuckin' ay on that note, Porter." Kitty said, she was looking at wheel's of hard cheeses in the next vendor's cart. "I'm just saying, Jamess is a great leader, but he doesn't realize that we girls have a harder time in the wilderness than you boys do." "Really? 'Ow so?" Porter's eyebrows went up. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to take piss out in the woods without a dick?" "Can't be that hard." "Yeah, we'll you also don't have to worry about keeping an eye out for Jonas trying get a look at your snatch, either." Kitty said, sending Alice into fit of laughter. Porter chuckled as well. Alice sighed after her laughter subsided. "Goddamn mountains on the brink of winter. I'm going to need to buy some pelts. My tits are going to be freezing this whole trip, I know it." "There's always room in my bedroll for ya, love." Porter grunted behind her. She grinned broadly. "Thank you, Porter, let's hope it doesn't come to that." "What's wrong with me?" He said. "I'd rather bunk with Porter than Jonas any day." Kitty said, laughing. "Mmm," Alice cooed, "or Pollux." "Mmm, Pollux." Kitty purred. "Oh, for the love of Hades..." Porter rolled his eyes. Both women fawned over the party's Cleric, but his cloistered nature kept him weary around the wildly flirtacious spirts that were Alice O'roark and Kitty Deville. Porter eyed the two human females. Each were about five feet tall, and of slight build. Alice"s long red hair was a stark contrast to Kitty's shoulder length, cropped hair. Each were finally toned, their profession as rogues kept their muscles tight, and Porter had to admire their fine rounded asses, and supple chests that were not large by any means, but were noticeable and amazing in their tight leather clothing. He had to turn away as he felt his rather large cock begin to tighten and grow hard. He admired these women, but had no desire to become despised by commenting on their assets like Jonas, even if his dick had other ideas about it. Speaking of which, he wondered, where was that little bastard? Kelvan Kirath was overseeing the last of the loading of the wagon when Jamess arrived. "Ah, Jamess, my boy, you ready to head out?" "Waiting for my party to assemble, and then we'll be heading out. Just wanted to check on the load." "Everything's secure and fine, just keep a sharp eye out for road agents and things will go smooth." "Alright. Payment?" "You don't miss a thing, do ya' boy?" Kilrath pulled a sack out and handed it over. Jamess opened it and saw seven belt pouches inside. He closed it up, satisfied. "I got to ask boy. You've done a few jobs for me now. Why do you ask for seven shares when there's only six members in your party?" "Who says there's only six?" Jamess said with a wink. He walked to the outskirts of town towards a large oak and whistled. He watched as she slowly made her way down the tree. "Olivia, my dear, you're looking beautiful as ever." He said as she came to the forest floor. She came to about his chest, looking up with her large green eyes, her Elven ears hidden under her platinum white hair. "Jamess." She said simply, then cracked a smile. She stood on her tip toes as he leaned down and they kissed deeply. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her close, grabbing her rump as he did so. She broke away, "Jamess!" She slapped playfully at him. "We got our shares, figured I'd bring yours first." He said, handing her the belt pouch. She took it gently and a few steps away from the tree, she knelt down and dug a small hole in the earth. He heard her mutter some words that sounded like garbled Elven, then overturned the pouch and dumped the silver and gold coins into the hole, then covered it back up with the displaced earth. "You know, if the others saw what you did with your shares, they'd throw a fit." He said. "I don't mind much what they'd think." She said, walking back to him, leaning in close, looking at him with her brilliant eyes again, "when do we leave?" She asked, untying one of the laces of her leather top. "Noon." "Then we have plenty of time, my love." She pushed him against the thick oak, and sank down on her haunches. "Olivia! We're out in the open for Gods sake." Undeterred, she pulled the waistband of his breeches down and fished out his manhood. She looked up at him one last time, then opened her small mouth and inhaled his cock. He had to grab onto the tree for support as his knees felt as though they'd unhinged. She bobbed her mouth up and down the length of his prick as she worked her tongue around the crown of his head. She could taste his precum and felt a growing wetness between her legs. She closed her eyes savoring the taste, the feel of his hard cock enveloped in her soft mouth. He was groaning uncontrollably as she worked her magic, lightly humming as she blew him, sending a vibration through his cock that rippled through to his spine. He could feel his balls tighten as a large load of come started boiling inside him, when she stopped. He looked down. "What? What the hell?" He asked. She giggled lightly and bit the tip of her finger as she gently stroked his cock. "You are going to get it now." He smiled broadly, and grabbed her by the shoulders. He lifted her clear off the ground, bent her over and held her hands to the tree. She moaned in pleasure as he forced her over, towering over her lithe frame. He pulled her small skirt up over her creamy ass and lifted her off the ground. She was so light he could hold her up with one arm and keep her hands pinned with the other. He line himself up, then drove forward. His cock slid between he pink, wet, pussy lips a few times, sliding across her clit, causing her to buck and moan. Several tries later, he felt the head slide into her hole, then started forcing his large cock into her small Elven hole. The first stroke was always tight getting in, but after that it was like her pussy relaxed and he slid easily into her. She moaned again as his length slowly slid into her twat, stretching her as it went in. When he was buried completely in her, she started pumping her hips slowly, taking in sharp breaths with every thrust. He drew out of her slowly, and then back in, slowly building up speed. She cried out gently, she was coming already, he could feel her tight cunt grow tighter, and suddenly his cock was slicked with warm Elven pussy-come. He drove into her hard, holding her by the arms now, and she was making sharp barks of ecstasy every time he slammed his cock deep inside her, a 'pop pop pop' sounded off like whipcracks as his crotch met her ass, her pussy was gushing now, he could feel warm juice splashing his balls every time he drew his cock out. He reached around her front and tore her top down, her small, perky tits sprang out. "Ooo!" She cooed in surprise as his hands grouped her delicate breast. She arched her backs as he fondled her nipples, pinching and rolling them with his fingertips. He was fucking her at great speed now, and when he felt her come again, felt the walls of her tight pussy clamp around his cock, it was too much for him to take. He pulled out, and she spun around and dropped to her knees. She pumped his cock with her hand and opened her mouth in anticipation as hot come erupted from his cock. The first, and largest spurt, hit her square in the mouth. The rest laced across her face, some splashing across her small tits. She swallowed his load, then began to scoop the rest up with her fingertips, bringing them to her mouth. He was putting his cock away, making sure no one had seen. She slowly laced up her top once more and grabbed for her staff. "I'll get the others." He said, "We'll pick you up on our way out of town." "See you then, handsome." She leaned up to kiss him again. He leaned down once more, but brought his fingers up under her skirt and brushed her still wet pussy. She squealed in surprise. "We'll be on our way soon." He said, and turned back to town. The Winter War Ch. 02 Jamess sat patiently on the cart and gazed up at the sun. They should have been here by now. His gaze shifted as Pollux arrived first, climbing up on the cart next to him, a heavy crossbow in hand. Slowly, the others arrived, Jonas, of course being the last. "Finally we can leave now." Alice said, mounting her horse. "Easy there, sugar buns, I had some last minute business to take care of." "I can imagine." Kitty Deville pulled her horse back away from him, "You smell like sex." She stated. "New cologne." He said, then turned to Jamess, "did we get our shares?" "Got em' right here." "Can I have mine?" "What's the hurry?" "Just that I prefer to hold onto my own money. It's nothing personal." Jamess withdrew a pouch from the sack and tossed it to Jonas. "Anyone else?" He asked. Nobody spoke. "I'll pass them out when we get to Drexlor's Pass. Let's move out, we're picking up Olivia on the way out of town." "Drexlor's Pass?" Jonas stated, "Don't tell me we're going to Stoneraven!" "You got a problem with that, Jonas?" "That's a nine day trip!" "What's the matter?" Kitty asked slyly, "You can't go nine days without getting your dick wet?" "It's going to be longer than nine days, Stoneraven is nothing but Dwarves!" "Like you've never fucked a Dwarf." Alice giggled. Jonas looked horror struck. "How could you even think that of me?" "What's wrong with Dwarven pussy?" Porter asked from the rear. The entire group let out a massive groan. "Ewww, are you serious?" Jonas asked. "Pussy is pussy, son." Porter chuckled. "Alright everyone, let's change the subject." Pollux said. "It's nearly winter," Jonas said, "what if we get snowed in?" "We'll be cutting it close, but we should be out a few days before the snows come in the mountains." "What if they're early?" "They won't be." Jamess snapped. He didn't need this today, and not from Jonas. They neared the edge of town and their last party member joined the group, Olivia Beck. Being a druid, she very rarely went into urbanized areas, but she was a keen spell caster and very protective of her group of adventurers. Everyone loved her, especially Jamess, who had been secretly engaging in more 'intimate' sessions with the party's druid. She gave him a wink as she settled into the rear of the cart, sitting cross-legged near the goods. As the day stretched into dusk, Jamess was starting to rest easy. If they were going to be robbed it probably would have happened already. He stopped the cart when he spotted a small clearing in the forest, perfect for a camp. He jumped down and stretched, and let the mules free from their barding and let them feed on the green grass of the clearing. He looked back at the others, "Let's set up camp here. Pollux, unload our gear, Porter and Jonas, go get some fire wood." Jonas rolled his eyes but didn't complain, he turned and walked off into the forest. "What can we do?" Alice asked. "Well, Pollux and I can unload our stuff, we won't need help until dinner. There's some hotsprings around here somewhere, maybe you ladies would like to take a bath before we settle down for the night." "Hell yeah." Kitty grabbed her own gear and jumped from her horse. "See you in a bit. C'mon Livi." Alice grabbed Olivia's hand as they rushed down a trail. Jamess chuckled. Maybe he'd get down to the hotsprings later and relax. Maybe with Olivia. Just maybe, he thought. "Oh this is amazing!" Kitty sprang up from the water. The spring was so warm, small whisps of steam rose lightly off it's surface in a thin gossamer cloud. Her sleak, naked body seemed to smoke as she made her way to the shore, her nipples growing rock hard as the crisp, cold autumn air kissed them. Olivia and Alice sat in the deliciously warm water, the tops of their breast barely breaking the surface. "We'll have to thank Jamess for letting us get down here." Kitty said, taking a seat next to Olivia. Alice winked at their Elven friend, "I think someone will be thanking him quite a bit tonight." Olivia tried to feign surprise, "What are you talking about?" Alice rolled her eyes, "Sweet lords of madness, it's no secret you two have been fucking. The way you two look at each other gives you away every time." Olivia didn't know what to say, she thought they had been doing well with the subterfuge. "Sweety, what's wrong?" Kitty said. "It's just, I don't want to get him in trouble or anything, his order and all." Olivia could feel tears coming. "Honey, we aren't going to tell on you two. As far as we know, his Paladin order never has to know." Alice said, stretching her sore calves. "Really?" Olivia said. "Do we look like rats?" Kitty said. "Of course not." Olivia said, feeling a weight lift from her shoulders. "I have to ask," Alice asked, closing her eyes and letting the warm water wash away her aches, "is he any good, you know, at it?" "My gods, he is tremendous." Olivia smiled. "Really? I never would have expected Paldins to be any good at sex. All locked in their temples for most of their lives and what not." "The way he touches me sends shivers up my spine. It's like he sends a shock through my body." "Mmmm." Kitty moaned slightly, "Sounds wonderful." Wish I knew what that felt like." Alice said. "Something like this." Olivia said, reaching for Alice under the water. Alice's eyes fluttered open with a small squeal as the Elves small hands gently squeezed one of her supple tits, gently pinching the pink nipple. "Oh...my, Olivia." She said. "Good, huh?" "Wonderful." Alice lay back as Olivia massaged her breast gently. "No fair!" Kitty said, rising up from the water, "Show me too." Her tits glistened as the water ran down her skin, pert and perky with light brown nipple hardening once more. Olivia moved her other hand to Kitty's firm rack and began fondling one of her tits as well. "Mmmm." She moaned, "So it's like this?" She reached for Olivia's chest and felt he small tits up as well. "Almost, more attention to the nipple." She groaned softly as Kitty pinched her nipple lightly, sending a wave of pleasure through her. "How does he touch down there?" Alice asked. "Oh it's lovely." Olivia said. "Want to show me." Alice whispered. Olivia grinned, and rand her hand down O'roark's tits, down her stomach and then to her crotch. She was surprised to find the redhead beauty as hairless as she. She gently slid a finger between her thighs and immediately felt her hot pussy. Alice jumped slightly when she made contact with her sex, but soon guided Olivia's hand back. "Oh, Olivia, that is lovely." "Is it?" Kitty asked. Alice opened her eyes, and reached her own hand between Kitty Deville's own splayed legs. Kitty gasped as she felt Alice's hand rub against her pussy lips. "Oh my." Kitty sighed. She reached down Olivia's stomach and started stroking her pussy as well, and soon the hot spring was full of moans and hushed screams of pleasure. "Well that was nice of you to let the women go to the springs." Pollux said as he brought an armload of good sized rocks to make a fire ring. "Better they enjoy themselves, once we start getting into the mountains it's going to be cold." Jamess said as he pulled the cooking gear from the pack mule. "Maybe we can hit the spring after they've come back." "Maybe." Jamess said as his ears perked from the sound of someone coming through the brush. He turned to see Porter with a massive stack of lumber. "Got the firewood boss, ready to get me some viddles." "Good job Mr. Bruce." Jamess said. Pollux looked up and gazed hard at each man, then said, "Where's Jonas?" It took them all only a second to come to the same conclusion. "Son of a bitch." Jamess sighed. Jonas couldn't believe his fortunate luck. He'd dropped his armload of firewood a few hundred feet back, when he'd heard the splashing. He was laying in tall grass, looking down on the hot spring. He would have been happy just seeing them naked and frolicking in the water, but this was more than he could have ever hoped for. He pulled a hand from his glove and crammed it down the front of his pants, stroking his massive hard on. He could feel his cock twitch every time. One of them leaned to suck the other's nipples. Olivia grabbed Alice by the waist and lifted her in the water so she was floating on her back, and spread the redhead's legs. "Oh, my..." Jonas looked to the heavens and gasped in a hushed tone, "thank you, thanks be to all of you." He looked back in time to see Oliva dive head first into Alice's pussy, a scream of pleasure erupting from the floating woman as the Elf buried her face in her snatch. Kitty leaned back with one hand gripping her tits, the other under the water, and Jonas could tell by the expression on her face that she had one or more fingers up her pussy, working her way to an explosive orgasm. He felt his cock tighten and knew he was about to blow when he heard a stick snap somewhere to his left. He stopped jerking off and drew his hand from his pants. Something was in the grass with him, and not far away. He slowly retrieved the crossbow from his belt, a small hand crossbow, and gently pulled back the taut string until it locked in place. He slowly loaded a bolt as he looked through the swaying grass blades. Something green moved not fifteen feet to his left. He rose to one knee and saw a group of three Goblins hunkered in the grass looking at the girls. Their tiny cocks were out and they were pumping them like pistons with their tiny green fists. "Dirty motherfuckers." Jonas lined up his crossbow and fired. The bolt caught the closest one in the throat, sending a spray of black blood onto his two compatriots. They looked stunned as the other tried to scream in either surprise or pain, or both, but all that came out was a wet gurgle. Jonas grinned with satisfaction as he began loading another bolt, the girls hadn't even noticed, they were still down in hot spring simmering away in their steamy pussy-fest. His grin faded as the other two Goblins came rushing towards him at great speed. He didn't expect them to react so quickly, they hadn't even bothered to put away their dicks. "Oh shit!" Jonas stammered as one leapt into the air for him. His arm could move fast enough and when the Goblin slammed into him his bolt fired off wild into the trees. The other Goblin hit him around the knees preventing him from standing and he went tumbling backwards into the grass. The Goblin that hit him high was trying to strangle him, the one on his legs was flailing as he kicked his feet. Below in the spring he could still here groans of ecstasy, the girls still didn't know what was going on up above them. He finally caught the one holding his leg with the heel of his boot and sent it flying. With that he crawled to his knees, fighting the on clinging to his throat and tried to scream for help,all that came was a gasp as the little hands throttled his neck. He grabbed at his belt and drew a dagger, then turned it upwards and drove it under the little bastards ribs. Foamy blood poured from the Goblin's nose and mouth and the grip on his throat was finally released. Jonas sucked in a breath of air, and was then knocked over once more, the Goblin he'd kicked had launched into him once more. Jonas lost his balance and went tumbling down the hill, the gibbering Goblin holding on around his waist as they went rolling towards the hot spring. The girl's screams of passion turned into screams of surprise as they saw a dusty bundle of human and Goblin come tumbling down the slope. Jonas landed on top of the Goblin and went for his belt, then realized his dagger was gone, dropped it when he'd been tackled. The Goblin hissed at him and drove a rock it had picked up into the side of Jonas's head. Slightly dazed, the rogue's anger kept him moving. He grabbed the Goblin around the throat and drug him the remaining few feet to the edge of the spring and dunked his head under water. "Sorry little lickin' sack of shit!" He screamed at the flailing form splashing in the water. At one point he felt tiny teeth bite into his hand. He yelped in pain, but balled up a fist with his other hand and drove it into the Goblin's stomach. A torrid stream of bubbles capped the surface as the remaining air in the Golblin's lungs was forced out from the blow. He held it there until there was no more struggling, and then a little bit longer just to be sure. When he was satisfied, he pulled the corpse from the water and threw it on the bank. Blood was flowing from the wound on his head. He looked to the pool of water and the stunned girls, all hiding their bodies under the water. "Ladies..." Was all he got out before blackness swam into his vision, and he slumped to the ground. He awoke to light slapping on his face. Jonas's eyes fluttered open to see Pollux mere inches from his face. He jumped. "He's awake." Pollux announced, he turned back to Jonas, "Keep the bandage up to your head, the bleeding should stop soon." "My fucking head hurts." Jonas muttered. "You got hit with a rock in the temple, your lucky you came away with just a headache." "Cocksucking little green bastards." Jonas said woozily. Jamess was standing with the women, they were half dressed, still somewhat startled. "Did you see what happened?" "Just the end of the fight. We were bathing when he suddenly just came tumbling down the hill. We thought he was spying on us." "He probably was." Alice said. From the ground, Jonas pointed in her general direction, not moving his aching head, "Bitch! I saved your lives." "Please, Jonas, it was fucking Goblin." "There were three of them, look at the top of the hill." Jonas dropped his hand. "You want me to cast something for you?" Pollux asked. "No, doc, save your spells. I'll be good in a second." Jonas said. Trying to crawl to a sitting position. "We should get back to camp." Jamess said, he looked over at Jonas, "I don't know what the hell you were doing so far away from camp, and I can take a pretty good guess, but I guess we should thank you. Don't ever pull any shit like this again." He looked at the women, "And you all can't afford to get that distracted again." With that he started back up the hill. "Dick." Jonas said once he was out of earshot. The next several days went by uneventful. Every hour the weather seemed to become colder and colder, but the skies remained clear, and Jamess was thankful. He was taking a big risk trying to beat the snow in the mountains. If they weren't to Drexlor's Pass on their way out of Stoneraven by the time it came, they would be stuck in the Dwarven territory for months. They arrived at Drexlor's Pass on the seventh day just before nightfall. After that the trip would be downhill into the Stoneraven Valley, and a bit easier on the horses, plus the ravaging winds would be blocked by the hills. The Pass was just a small waypoint on the road to Stoneraven where travelers could get a hot meal, a good stiff drink and an actual bed for the night under a roof. Olivia still refused to enter the town, choosing to spend the night in a small cave she'd found while scouting ahead on the trail. Jamess didn't like the idea of her spending the nights they were in towns alone where anything could get her, but she clung to her Druidic teachings, and he had to respect that. "I'll bring you a meal once we get settled." He said as she hopped off the cart near the outskirts of town. She winked at him and rushed off to the cliffs where she had spotted her cave. They entered town and got their horses and cart stowed away, entering the tavern as dusk fell. Porter and Jonas immediately began ordering ales after Jamess passed out the remaining shares. The other's got their things to their rented rooms, and went back downstairs for a nice hot dinner. Olivia rolled out her buckskin sleeping roll on the floor of the cave. It was nice and warm inside, she had several candles burning and the cave entrance was blocked from the wind. She began her nightly rituals of prayer, but her mind kept wondering back to Jamess. It had been over a week since she had last had him inside her, and her body ached to feel his touch. Maybe when he arrived back to bring her food she would convince him to stay the night with her. Perhaps give him a nice, long, loving blow job. The thought of his hard, throbbing cock suddenly made her wet. Sitting on her knees, she gently spread her legs and got a hand under her small, leather skirt, brushing her hairless pussy gently, sending a wave of pleasure throughout her body. Leaning over, she snaked a long delicate finger into her wet snatch, a tremor fired off inside her and she screamed out. Then slowly, she began working the finger in and out of her hole, massaging her hardened clit with her thumb. She rocked back and forth, riding her hand, imagining Jamess's long, hardened cock was between her thighs right now, glistening with her pussy-juice as he slid it in and out of her, slow enough for her to feel every vein, every ridge, and every pulse his cock emitted. She moaned loudly as she came, spraying her hand with more and more cum every time her pussy orgasmed. She had to stop to catch her breath, and she heard a noise outside the cave. She grinned. He was here. She rushed to great him. "Jamess?" She called as she exited the cave. Nothing. No one was there. She frowned, not sure what to think, she was sure she had heard something. She felt a chill as a cold, blustering wind blew up her backside, and up her skirt, chilling he hot, sopping pussy. The change in temperature between her legs sent a chill up her spine. She turned to go back in the cave, but was suddenly jerked backwards. She let out a surprised yelp by the force, and then strong fingers grasped her around the waist. Large fingers. Too big to be human. She heard a deep growling chuckle in the darkness. She craned her head to look, and sae to her horror the black eyes of an Ogre staring back at her. That deep voice again, "Well, lookee what Krug found himself. A lit'l Elfee maiden." The Ogre snarled. His nose wrinkled as he smelt the air. "What has the Elfee maiden been up to, Krug wonders?" The Ogre flipped her over in his hand. Olivia screamed as he did so, but it was lost in the wind. He brought his nose down to her crotch, avoiding her flailing legs, and inhaled deeply. "Ooooo, someone's been a nasty lit'l girl!" Krug said, licking his lips. His tongue snaked out of his mouth, striking her inner thigh. She cried out once more at the hot, wet feel of it skidded down her thigh and to her exposed sex. The large tongue came to a rest on her pussy, and then started moving back and forth. She grunted now. She couldn't believe what was happening, and when she felt the tip snake inside her she couldn't believe it at all. This foul beast was raping her pussy...with it's tongue. The Ogre's tongue was thick and wet, and went deeper than any cock she had ever taken. After a second, she could feel the tip of it lapping at her womb deep inside her. Krug was making a lolling sound as he worked his tongue inside her neat, pink folds, savoring the delicious taste of female Elven pussy, a rare delicacy he rare got a chance to experience. He only wished he could get his cock inside her, but knew from experience that women this small could not take what he was carrying. Very very bad, disturbing experience. But he still enjoyed working with his tongue, the taste and flavor of their pussies, and this one was extremely exceptional. He worked his tongue into her deeper, and she cried out. He was surprised to feel her cunt clamp down on his invading tongue, and then a fresh wave of juice came pouring forth. The Winter War Ch. 02 She had just came on his tongue. He couldn't believe it. He pulled his tongue out and flipped her back around. Olivia was flushed red from the massive orgasm the Ogre's tongue had conjured inside her, and from being held upside down. She tried casting a spell to release his grip, to kill him, to do anything, but she had not finished her prayers, the one thing she needed to replenish her spell casting abilities ever day, and her staff was still inside the cave. "Yous a very pretty Elfee maiden." Krug said, he slid his thumb up her stomach and peeled her top up with one yellowed thumbnail. Her small tits sprange free, and he toyed with them for a few minutes. She noticed he was wearing just a loincloth, and it was hiding a bulge that looked, to Olivia, about the size of a tree trunk. She gasped. Krug pulled her close and started up a narrow trail on the cliff. "Krug thinks you're going to make a good addition to Krug's collection." 'Krug's collection?' She though, 'What in the name of the Gods had she gotten herself into?' The Winter War Ch. 03 Olivia was hurled over the Ogre's shoulder, he held her tight, and she was powerless to his will. He walked for a long while on narrow mountain trails in the growing dark until she was completely disoriented and could not find her bearings. They entered a cave and traveled a bit longer. When he finally stopped, she heard metal clinking and was dropped abruptly into a pit covered with metal bars. He closed the gate and locked the heavy steel chain. She looked up as Krug disappeared from view. She looked around, seeing shadowy figures in the crevices of rock. "Who's there?" She asked, squinting, even her acute Elven sight did not allow her to see much in this darkness. A meek voice came from a figure, feminine, "We are prisoners, like you." "What is going on here?" Olivia asked. "Krug keeps us here for his entertainment. He's a foul beast of a horrible sort." As the woman made her forward, Olivia could make out her features. Very thin and very pretty. Definitely human, that much was obvious. "How many are you?" Olivia asked, trying to make out the others. Her eyes had adjusted slightly. All she saw were women. "There are eight us now, with you included." "Who are you?" "My name is Mayvis, I have been here for several weeks. Krug collects women, he sells some to the Orc tribes of the mountains, but I think we're here mostly to perform." "Perform?" Olivia asked. Mayvis opened her mouth to say something more, but the sound of Krug making his way back into the chamber stopped her short. Olivia tried to peer through the bars to see what was going on. He was dragging a large chair behind him. He drug it up to the lip of the pit. He settled into the seat, and gazed into the pit. "Alright my fair maidens," he finally spoke, "Krug brought you an Elfee lady to try out. Let us see what she can do!" "What I can do?" Olivia asked. Mayvis took her by the shoulders. "Just relax, and this will all be over soon." --- Jamess strolled out of the tiny town of Drexlor's Pass. The other's were at the tavern drinking and playing dice, and he took the opportunity to slip out with a plate of food for Olivia. He wondered what she was up to, or possibly what she would be in the mood for. He grinned at the thought of possibly having the night alone with her. He nearly stumbled over a rock as he made his way to the cave. It was too dark now to see much and he'd wished he'd brought a lantern. The wind tore at his clothes as he made his way to the soft glow emanating from the rocks. "Olivia?" He asked before entering so as not to spook her. No answer. She couldn't be asleep already, he thought. He peeked his head in. "Olivia?" He asked again, and saw nothing now. He bedroll was rolled out and her backpack and things were still here. As soon as he saw her staff he knew something was wrong. She never went anywhere without her staff. He dropped the plate and drew the large sword off his hip and ran back out of the cave, scanning the surrounding areas. There wasn't much to find, and it was dark now. Still he searched and finally found what he thought to be a footprint in a soft spot of the earth, roughly three times the size of his own foot. He cursed at himself, and ran back for the tavern, sheathing his sword. They had to look for her immediately. If something happened to her he wasn't sure what he would do. --- Olivia was forced back as Mayvis crawled on top of her. "I don't under..." Olivia tried to get out, but Mayvis drew her mouth the Elf's ear. "He doesn't like it when we talk. If you have to make a sound, just moan." "What?" Olivia cried in a hushed whisper, but Mayvis had forced her down. She could feel the human's hands roaming over her body, sending a shiver down her spine. What in the Nine Hells was this? She thought. Other figures were coming out of the darkness, other woman, all humans, all different looking in hair color and body type. One even looked to have Rokugan features. She squealed slightly when Mayvis pulled the ties on her top and brought it down, exposing the Elf's small, beautiful chest. "Oh yesss." Krug hissed. Olivia looked up and saw he had his loin cloth pulled to the side, his massive cock in his hand and he was stroking it to it's full, hard length at the sight of the women. Her eyes widened at the sight, it was as big around as her thigh at it's base, and she guessed it was as long as her arm. She looked forward and saw Mayvis lift the burlap she was using as a top to expose a rather large set of breasts, capped with light brown nipples that were already rock hard. She leaned forward and started rubbing her tits into Olivia's and whispered, "Try to make this look good. He punishes us if it's not." Olivia was horrified, but knew if she didn't do what Krug wanted, it would be all of these poor women who would be punished. The other women were coming over to her, stripping off clothing as they came her way, she felt hands suddenly all over her, rubbing her arms, thighs, legs, what parts of her chest were not mashed against Mayvis's. She cried out when she felt a hand skim under her skirt and brush her pussy. Mayvis covered her mouth with hers, cutting off the cry as she crammed her tongue between her lips. The hand was back in her crotch and she moaned into the other woman's mouth. It felt as though there were dozens of fingers moving around down there, pulling, prodding, and stroking. She pulled away from Mayvis and felt a finger slip inside her. A heavy sigh escaped her lips and she arched her back in Mayvis's body. The human woman leaned down and started kissing Olivia's chest, sucking on her small, pert nipples, running her tongue across the soft flesh as the other women ran their hands over each other's bodies. A cacophony of moans emitted from the pit, music to Krug's ears. He was rock hard now, stroking off and picking up speed as he watched the female orgy down below. Olivia pushed Mayvis up and attacked her large tits, pushing them together with her hands and sucking on the delicate brown nipples. She rocked her hips, riding the fingers that were sliding in and out of her pussy. She could feel her feminine juice flowing on the fingers, fingers that brushed her clit every so often and caused her to jump, bringing a knee into Mayvis's own crotch, which was only covered by a bit of burlap, much like her breast, bringing a moan from the woman. Olivia could feel the woman's own juice running down her leg. Mayvis moved, slipping one of her legs between Olivia's, and smiled at the Elf. "Just let it happen, babe, it's actually not that bad." Mayvis parted Olivia's thighs and slid her pussy straight into hers. The feeling was unexplainable. Olivia barked in surprise as she felt the other woman's hot, wet cunt slap against hers. She could feel a fire begin to roar inside her, and when Mayvis started rolling her hips, grinding pussies, Olivia fell back as passion took her over and orgasm after orgasm slammed her into submission. Her lower body was like one large spasm as she came hard, followed by aftershock orgasms that rippled through her body. She opened her eyes to find the Rokugan girl, a delicate looking woman, leaning over her, massaging her breast, leaning in to take one of Olivia's nipples into her mouth and giving them a playful bite. Olivia grabbed for the new playmate's own tits, small like her own with large, budding, dark brown nipples that caused her to squeal when they were pinched. The girl giggled slightly as she moved further down Olivia's torso, straddling the Elf's face. Olivia felt suddenly a tongue begin to lap at her twat as Mayvis continued to scissor her. She lost control of herself as another tremendous orgasm tore through her. She reached her face up and buried her mouth deep in the Rokugan's dark pink pussy and was rewarded with a cry of lust. The girl lapped at her clit with grateful ferocity and both woman began to tremble as powerful orgasms caused them to cum again and again, Olivia receiving a small spurt of sweet pussy juice for her efforts. She slid two fingers inside the girl, trying to milk as much of the sweet juice out of her, wanting more, slowed only by the delicious orgasms that seemed to strike so hard and so fast it was like she would never stop coming. She was paying too much attention to the pussy in front of her to see or hear Krug, who could hold back now longer. He stood from his chair and aimed his cock down into the pit. With a roar, a torrent of hot, sticky come came raining down on the women, splattering across the female flesh. Several huge spurts splattered their bodies as he came. Upon realizing what she was covered in, Olivia was not turned off, in fact, quite the opposite. The fire swelled inside her and it felt like a bomb went off deep inside her. She screamed, long and hard, and felt a stream of her own juice jet out of her pussy and splatter into Mayvis's cunt as the most intense orgasm of her life felt as though it would tear her apart. Black lines swam into her vision and she felt herself starved for breath as her lungs seemed to refuse to inhale air. With a harsh intake, she drew in a breath, and curled up into a ball as her body shook. The others surrounded her as she trembled, laying next to her and wrapping arms around her. She closed her eyes and slowly tried to regain control of her body. "Oh yes, my Elfee maiden. You'll catch a decent price for sure. I almost hate to let you go." Krug said as he stowed his limp, dripping dick back under his loin cloth. "A decent price indeed." --- "Jamess, are you fucking crazy?" Jonas shouted over the tear of the wind, "you're gonna get me fucking killed!" He was trying his best to keep from being sucked off the cliff. "Olivia's been abducted and we aren't going to rest until we find her, how many times do I have to tell you?" Jamess said. They were back at the cave and looking down the sheer mountain trail. Alice, who had once worked as a scout for the military had found the tracks lead to this trail, but the elements were not in they're favor. Jamess was frantic, and there was nothing they could do to sway him. "Jamess!" She cried to him, "I can't track what I can't see, this damn wind keeps blowing out our lamps and torches. We're going to have to wait until morning." "Bullshit, we can't wait that long." "Look, boss, I know you care a lot for her 'cus your banging the shit out of her and everything, but that's no reason to put us all..." Jonas was cut off as Jamess brought a fist down into his face. Jonas hit the ground hard, and 'boss' landed on top of him and fired off several more good blows to Jonas's face before Porter tore him off the rogue. "You motherfucking son of a bitch!" Jamess screamed at him. "Get off me you fucking psycho! You want us to go traipsing down a goddamn mountain trail in the middle of the fucking night after god knows what. You're putting us all in danger for one person, and I for one am not putting myself at risk because your piece of tail has gone missing!" Porter had to restrain Jamess for a second time. Jonas spat blood on the ground. "I'm headed back for the inn, we can do this shit in the morning." He turned and stalked back off into town. Alice stepped up to Jamess. "I'm sorry, but he's right. I can't track what I can't see, we'd all be killed if we go down that trail tonight. Olivia is experienced, she knows how to survive." Jamess stopped struggling against Porter. She was right. He didn't like it but it was true, and he had just pummeled Jonas for it as well. He looked down the trail, then back at them. "I want you all here at daybreak. Understand?" He said. They all nodded. Kitty came up to him, "Promise me you want do something stupid." "I'm not going to look for her on my own." He said, "But I will if you aren't here by sunrise." "All right, we'll be here." She said, and rushed off to get back to the inn. Jamess turned and walked to the cave. He would spend the night there. Kitty and Alice caught up with Jonas as he was rubbing the goose egg over his left eye. "Can you believe that prick?" He said. "Jonas, do yourself a favor and shut the fuck up." Alice snapped. Jamess tried sleeping, but it was no use. No matter how many times he tried to calm himself, sleep would not come. When the first hints of light started to splash across the cave's entrance, he got up and walked out. His party was already there. Even Jonas. They looked sleepless as well, but they also looked determined. "Are we ready?" He asked them. All gave a nod. "Let's go then." --- Olivia awoke to the sound of voices. She was nested in the warm pile of women and couldn't move much, but she could definitely hear voices. What they were saying she was unsure, but they were locked in conversation. One voice she recognized as Krug's. The pile of women began to stir as the others awoke and Olivia was able to find a better vantage point to listen from. She still couldn't tell what they were saying, but that was because they were speaking in a foreign tongue, though she thought she recognized the language. Then it struck her. Orc! Speaking the Orcin language, Orcs were here. She had no idea the situation she was in could get any worse, but it appeared it had. Her mind raced now, trying to think of something she could do. Kneeling on the sandy floor of the pit, she closed her eyes and began murmuring a prayer, drawing in the sand with her fingertip objects from memory. She could only hope this worked, she tried to convey to her god that the situation was dire. As she finished, heavy footsteps on the stone floor above struck her ears. Boots on stone, they were coming this way. She had only faith that her prayers had been heard. The footsteps came to a halt near the pit. She looked up and in the dim light saw several, ugly, beastly faces of large Orcs looking down on her. She gasped and crawled back to the other women, who had begun to sit up. "Wake up!" Krug barked down at them. They immediately scrambled and stood. Krug tossed a chain down to them with manacles attached every several feet. Mayvis took the chain and latched her left wrist into the restraint and handed it off to the woman beside her, who did likewise until it reached Olivia. She took the chain and paused for a moment. If her hand was restrained she wouldn't be able to cast spells properly, but it looked like this was the only way to get Krug to lift the gate to the pit. "Put it on!" Krug shouted, making her jump. The gang of Orcs snickered, one saying, "Stupid Elven bitch. I'll teach her to follow orders." Olivia snapped the manacle on and handed the chain off to the last girl in line, the Rokugan, small and lithe, her narrow eyes studied the forms above as she locked her own wrist into the cuff. Satisfied, Krug unlocked the gate and opened the pit to allow the women to crawl up the small stairs carved in the rock. He had them line up abreast to allow his guests to get a good look at them. Olivia was not sure what was going on, but also knew if she didn't wait for just the right moment, she'd get herself and most likely, the other women killed. The Orcs were walking by the women, inspecting them. They seemed to enjoy what they saw, most were grinning, some even drooling, although she wasn't sure if that was just what Orcs do. One stopped in front of Mayvis, at the front of the line. He leaned in and gave her a sniff. Mayvis was shivering with fright. In one motion the Orc reached forward and tore her burlap shirt open, exposing the human's rather large breasts. His hands fell on them immediately, squeezing them and bouncing them up and down to his liking. He pinched one of her nipples roughly and she cried out. "Shut up!" He shouted, bringing up his hand to slap her. "No!" Krug growled. The Orc looked at him in surprise, his hand cocked in midair. Krug glared back. "You break, you buy, my friend." The Orc sneered and spun Mayvis around, pulling up the sack cloth she was using as a skirt up over her round ass, and gave it a hearty slap. She cried out again. "Bend over, bitch." He commanded. Mayvis did, stifling cries as he forced her over further. Her ass spread before the Orc, revealing the pink folds of her pussy. The Orce sat on his haunches and gazed at it, licking his lips. He brought up on thick, green finger and roughly forced it between her lips and deep into her pussy. This time she screamed. "If you think this is too big, wait til' you see what's in my pants." He said, drawing a chuckle from the rest. The Orc stood and turned to Krug, "I'll take this one." He looked at the other Orcs, "Alright, you can pick out yours now." The other three Orcs moved straight for Olivia. Her eyes went wide, she hadn't planned on being mobbed, she didn't know if her plan would work. She panicked, drawing a blank as to what to do next. In the end the decision was made for her. The Rokugan girl, last on the chain and standing next to Olivia, had a plan as well. There had been several extra manacles on the chain, leaving her with about ten feet of spare metal link to drag. She whipped her arm around now, none had noticed she had wrapped her tight little fist around the chain, and lashed forth with it. Two of the Orcs were knocked over by the blow as the manacles whipped them across their face. Blood and teeth were sent flying as they hit the cave floor. The third drew his saber and came at her. Olivia, casting at a speed she didn't even know she possessed, flung her open palms forward and screamed the incantation. A massive explosion of green light filled the room, blinding everyone for a brief second. When sight returned, the third Orc stood mere feet from them, looking down in shock at the massive wooden thorn she'd conjured that was sticking out of his chest. Black blood flowed around the rhino-sized thorn as the Orc slowly stumbled backwards and fell on his rear, still gazing in surprise at the thorn as the life drained from him. Olivia heard a scream of fury and turned to see the Orc who had just purchased Mayvis coming at them with a massive axe raised over his head, his eyes red with bloodlust. The Rokugan kicked the dropped saber on the ground, sending it flying into the Orc's face. The sword rebounded of his helmet, sending him bumbling off balance. Olivia watched as she caught the sword that was hurdling back to her and run it through the falling Orc's chest. The Orc dropped his axe where it fell to the floor and with a metallic ring, severed the chain that connected Olivia and the Rokugan from the rest of the women. Before she could even say a word the small Rokugan girl had pulled the saber free of the corpse and was towing her by the chain toward a crevice in the rock wall Olivia hadn't noticed. "Wait, the others!" Olivia cried out. She was met only by a harsh glare and more tugging on the chain. Olivia felt heavy thuds through the rock and knew that Krug was chasing them down. She raced forward and followed the girl through the thin split in the stone, still worried about what fate the other women would face, but refreshed to be putting distance between her and the pit, even if it meant being tethered to the small, quiet, ferocious warrior woman. --- Alice O'roark sat in a squating position staring at bare rock. Her eyes rescanned the same surface she'd been studying for twenty minutes. The others hung back several yards as they tried their best not to let the wind tear them from the rock-face and send them careening down the cliffs. Porter and Jonas were passing a pipe back and forth, Jamess was pacing...again. After several more minutes he walked up on Alice. "Well?" "I...don't know. I'm sorry Jamess, but I've only had a little training at this, and this goddamn wind has blown these paths clean." She tightened her coat against the chill. The Winter War Ch. 03 "Keep looking, there has to be something." Jamess said. They had come to a fork in the path and were unsure which one to take. He was about ready to split up the party and go down both trails when over the howling wind, he heard a scream. A woman's scream. Jamess turned to the rest, who had all perked up. "Let's go!" He shouted, and raced up the trail. By the grace of the Gods they had been shown the way, he only hoped they were not too late. As he rounded a bend, a large clearing came into view with a cave set in the rock a hundred feet away. He peered around and saw several women chained together being drawn out of the cave by a large group of Orcs. Two dozen of the ugly green bastards were standing around the cave near horses. A large Ogre suddenly burst from the cave screaming. Jamess could tell from where he was standing the Ogre had been beat brutally. "No! Those are my beauties!" It screamed. Several Orcs turned and beat the Ogre back with clubs. The Orc towing the screaming women turned on the Ogre. "You kill our chieftan's and blame it on women, and you expect us to not take payment for our loss. We'll take your head as well." He spat, signaling several of his warriors to draw arms. Jamess leapt forward, drawing his large sword and raced towards the Orcs at the moment the other's caught up. "Goddamnit! Jamess!" Jonas yelled, he went racing out after his leader, Porter right behind him. Jonas turned his head and shouted at Alice and Kitty over his shoulder. "Keep them pinned down!" He cried. "We're on it!" They were already drawing their large bows back to fire. "And for Gods sake, don't shoot me!" --- Olivia raced through the darkness, following her fellow prisoner through tight, narrow, winding passages. Cold air was blowing on her face, and after what felt like eternity, she saw a pin prick of light at the end of the tunnel. The made their way towards it in silence and squeezed through the small opening. The cold air hit her as soon as they cleared the threshold, the burlap and sack cloth clothing they'd been given by Krug did little to guard against the cold blasts of wind in the mountains. She could only thank the Gods that snow hadn't fallen yet, for their feet were bare as well. The Rokugan girl tugged on the chain once more, wanting to traverse the landscape now. Olivia was quite tired of this. "Wait, we don't even know where we are." She was met by another one of those glares and another tug on the chain. Olivia tugged back, surprising the exotic looking warrior woman. "I'm not going anywhere yet!" Olivia said, raising her voice. The girl shouted something in her native tongue and jerked the chain again. "No!" Olivia shouted, tugging the chain herself. It was her new companions turn to have her wrist yanked on. She didn't like it. Anger swelled across her face and her brown skin flushed red. She began talking rapidly, Olivia couldn't believe that such a beautiful voice came from such a person. The girl was screaming at her now, and suddenly brought her new sword to bear. Without thinking, Olivia's hands shot forward and she screamed in her own tongue. A bright flash of light emitted from her palm. The Rokugan girl screamed as she was blinded. She dropped the sword with a clang and held her hands over her eyes as she sank to her knees. A few minutes later, her sight slowly came back. She looked up at Olivia who held a hand out to her. She slowly took it, and Olivia helped her to her feet, picking the sword back up and handing it to her. The girl took it slowly, as if it might be a trick. Olivia pointed to herself. "I'm Olivia." The girl stared at her blankly. "Olivia." She patted her chest to emphasize the point. The girl pointed a finger at her and said slowly, "Olivia." "Yes." Her finger turned towards herself,"Me...I...Miriko." "Miriko?" Olivia asked. Miriko nodded. "Alright Miriko. Let's find some shelter, I can keep us safe from the elements for a while, but not forever." She held out her hand and Miriko took it, and hand in hand, they started off across the jagged landscape.