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The Hunter's Hunger
Topic Started: Mar 4 2013, 03:46 PM (754 Views)
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36th of Spring 605

It as been a little more then three years since she arrived in Elysium and it was only now, now that she wasn't a knight of the church anymore, that she first set foot within this accursed land owned by the demonic army. Despite all the time she spent fighting monsters within the border of the demonic realm itself, even if she saw the great walls of the Demon lord's own castle more then once, never in the time she spent within Longwall did she came even close to land her eyes on the infamous black stone of castle Grimslang. They said sending scouts party was too dangerous and launching an assault against the enemy would leave them vulnerable to the other factions. To that they were mostly right, but if you do not risk anything, you doesn't gain anything. Longwall was known through out Eden as the Keep that never fell and never will. The troops garrisoned there will never lose, but neither will they win anything. They were quite successful at defending the land against the Demonic Army, the Cult of Pandemonium, the Unitist, the Shogunate, the Blood Sect and finally the Storm Raiders, but wouldn't it be better to lower that number of enemies?
Everything she did in those last three years was the opposite of what she was doing ever since she wielded her blade for the Puella Platoon, but now it was all behind and it felt strangely.... good.

Taking a deep breath, her eyes closed, a welcomed feeling of nostalgia filled her as the corrupted air of the jungle filled her lung. It smell, the foul stench not too different from the one of the demonic realm, brought back so many memories. Some good, some bad, but all of the time it meant something to fight and maybe now that she was free of the church's restrictions will she be able to live those time once more. And now with her sinful body, she felt even more resilient to the corruption, dashing through one of those pink clouds and having nothing more then a giggly sensation. Unfortunately, her tainted spine needed some maintenance and that's why she came to this jungle in the first place. It needed demonic energy to remain functional, so as the monster assaulted men for their spirit energy, she would hunt monsters to feed on theirs. A simple plan and at the same time she would give them a taste of their own medicine before slaying them, one by one. She already tried on a few goblins, but the creatures were too weak to produce any decent result. She needed foes with a greater amount of demonic energy, a prey similar to a succubus, hence the reason of her presence here.

With a large grin on her face, Sarka stabbed the earth next to her right foot, impaling a perverted root with her longsword. The blade itself was magnificent, sharp and devoid of all wear and tear despite its use. Where all of her previous sword broke, this one she found in the 'dungeon' remained the same even after her fight against a dragon. Her hand resting on the black leather hilt, she pulled it free from the soil as she span around to slash at the branches heading her way, lifeless twigs flying everywhere and most of them ricocheting off of her scale mail. Without the financial support of the church, her breastplate wasn't able to keep up with her owner's constant battles against the creatures of chaos and eventually got damaged beyond the amount of gold Sarka could muster to have it fix, so instead she had the scale mail, also found in the dungeon, adjusted to better fit her and mixed it up with what she could salvage from her paladin's armor, mainly her gauntlets, shoulder plates and greaves. Her helm was also gone, lost somewhere in the Pearl River, revealing her longer hair she hadn't cut ever since she left Longwall. Her rosy brown silky thread, now reaching her mid shoulder blade, flew behind her along with her half thorn cape as she dashed forward, thrusting her blade at the large trunk. Her blade sinking into the wood, she let out a satisfying snicker as the tree rattle its leafs in response. Kicking her blade free of the piece of living lumber and using her push to regain some distance, the knight held her blade in front of her, ready to continue her fight against the corrupted vegetable.
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Walking through the corrupted vegetation Sadeh sighed, he hated this place, on the bright side his wallet was now pleasantly heavy thanks to his last client's generosity...But now he had to venture trough this dreaded place again to get back, now, it wasn't the first time and probably not the last time would visit the Sinner's Jungle and so he had gotten used to the terrain, the main things that made him hate this place were what he would never get used to, that damnable pink fog that's basically everywhere that makes him feel disgusted with how his body reacts to it and more importantly those trees that try to grab at him every once in a while, god bless the fact he always keeps his axe on him at all times, otherwise he might have gotten himself tangled up nice until a monster finds him...That, would be a nightmare, especially if it happened to be one of those...just the thought of it sent shivers down his spine, both out of fear and of excitement...damn that fog...

Sadeh then stopped a moment to breath, looking around he figured that he must be pretty deep in jungle by now, hopefully he would be able to get through this damnable place without running into too much trouble. He resumed walking and after a while he started hearing...something, as he tried to focus on the sound he realized he was getting closer to its source, and as he got closer the sound became clearer...and familiar, it was the sound of metal hitting wood, meaning it was probably a human rejecting the unwanted attention of the jungle's plant life...probably.

At that thought Sadeh decided to check it out against his better judgement...again, once he got nearer he could see a person fighting one of those tentacle trees, from what he could see she didn't need any help to deal with a tree...at least he assumed it was a she from the overall shape of the person's body and the length of the person's hair, regardless Sadeh decided to wait for a moment before interacting with this person, firstly he would hate to distract the person enough that they'd get caught by the tree's tentacles or worse if the they end up being hostile towards him and so he then attempted to conceal himself behind one the sadly few normal tree in this cursed place.
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Unaware of her spectator, the female warrior traded a few more blows with the branches, dove forward, struck at the trunk and retreated out of the vegetation's reach. She repeated this process numerous time as if her aim was to kill the tree, but at the rate it was going she would still be there for the night and maybe the night after. On its trunk, where her sword struck for the fifth time, the bark was starting to peel off, exposing the palish pink color of the wood that was heavily contrasting with its dark brown exterior. After repeating her attack pattern one more time, the swordswoman smiled as she looked at the viscous liquid that remained on her blade, the same thing that was now slowly dripping from the tree's wound, it was some strange reddish purple sap. Observing the oddly colored substance, she carefully brought the edge of her sword under her nose and sniffed it...

Immediately she flinched backward, before falling on a knee. Her body temperature rose to the sky, she was sweating, panting so much that she had trouble to get back on her feet, but despite all that, she was laughing. "I'll need to borrow more of that." Sarka told the tree as she finally manage to regain a more stable footing.
The purple sap, it was a powerful and natural aphrodisiac, one that could even affect a lilim or at least that is what the witch claimed as she begged for her life and after only smelling the thing, Sarka was forced to admit that the little girl might have been right about it, not that it would have change her fate in anyway... It only required a single sniff to arouse her, but what would happen if one were to drink it or be stabbed with a dagger coated with that thing? It was what she required to 'safely' neutralize a monster of the higher type without killing it, it was what she required for her hunt.

Lifting her sword once more, she got ready resume her assault on the tree when the ground began to shake violently. All around the tree, roots erupted from the soil, lifting a thick layer of dust that veil the lower part of the tree, hiding the source of the loud tremor sound that came from it. When the cloud of dust dispersed, the large tree stood at least two meters higher. It uprooted itself and now with its many 'legs' it was advancing toward the woman. At such a sight, Sarka was petrified, even after all those years she spend in the demonic realm, it was the first time she saw a tree desperately walk to catch its prey. But as it moved, it was clear why the trees preferred to stay rooted.
After the first meter, the big vegetable stumble on its own roots and toppled forward, straight toward the woman who only managed to scream as she covered her head with her arms before vanishing under the foliage.
Laying on the horizontal, the roots of the tree flailed desperately in the air, but one after an other it tried to dig themselves back in the ground, it was going to reroot itself.
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As he observed the scene before him Sadeh noted the woman's reaction when she apparently sniffed the tentacled tree's sap, given where they were he had a good idea of why she recoiled like that, but what happened next he didn't expect, the tree uprooted itself in an attempt to reach the woman, hearing the woman's scream Sadeh knew that he couldn't just leave her like this but he also didn't know what he could do to help her, simply attacking the tree itself would most likely prove ineffective...

Sadeh then noticed how the tree was trying to re-root itself, not seeing anything else he could do he decided to at least try something, taking hold of the francisca attached to his belt he then threw the throwing axe with as much strength as he could sending it whirling through the air towards the tree's roots, he wasn't sure what would happen when the axe made contact but he assumed that it would cut through one or more roots at best or embed itself in one at worst, of course there was always the small chance that it would bounce against the intended target...

(I wish I could have found more to write but there isn't that much you can do to a tree with a lance and a throwing axe...)
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Was it due to luck? Although a whole tree just fell on top of her, the woman was free from any kind of injuries safe for a few scratched left by twigs on what little of skin that was exposed. Looking around her, Sarka was relief to find herself just two feet away from the trunk and even closer to a large branch that was big enough to be the club of an ogre. Death almost found her once more, but she soon realized that luck had little to do with her well being. If she wasn't harmed, it was only because the tree wanted it, only because the tree wanted her.
It was far too late when the female warrior realized her current situation, the leaves all around her already started to vibrate, distracting both her sight and hearing, blinding her to the vines that came. The first circled her waist and pulled her toward the trunk, then as tried to slash her way of of this mess, the club like branch blocked her blade and allowed for two more vines to fasten her arm to the branch. Afterward, tentacle like vines, branches and even leaves stormed her from all direction, trapping her, holding her firmly in place for what was to come afterward.

Was it really luck this time? Before the vegetable could firmly secure its prize in place, its appendages suddenly lost some of their strength and it was just enough for the woman to tear herself free from the weaken grasp. Pushing herself away from the trunk, pulling her arm free from the branch and slashing at all that stood in front of her, Sarka finally managed to get out of the foliage, but she wasn't out of the woods yet, not until she definitely take care of that moving tree. As soon as she saw the roots, she ran to them, her sword held with both hands over her head. Savagely, she slashed at them, cutting them one by one, sap from the wet roots flew everywhere, but she went on until everything ceased to move.
Exhausted, Sarka carelessly took a deep breath only to choke on it. From the freshly cut roots, a large amount of the purple sap was pouring out them, saturating the air, making it nearly unbreathable. Her vision getting blurry, and her neither burning with desires, she only had the time to grab the francisca and run five meters away before collapsing, her face resting on the grass, her whole body sweating and trembling and her groin dripping through the layers of her armor.

( Don't worry, you did your part for the roots ^_^. But now let's see if you can help with scarier things then a raper tree :P ( you are free to move Sarka around ) And not sure how the post turned out in the end, wrote it while being half-asleep ^^;; )
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Sadeh was relieved when his axe caused the tree to lose its grip on the woman, who managed to get away from the tree and then started wailing on its roots with her sword until the tree apparently died. He noted that the sword the female warrior was using must be of excellent quality to be able to withstand that kind of use, notes aside the woman then made the mistake of taking a deep breath, given how the tree sap flew everywhere while she was cutting to pieces it was safe to assume that the sap's scent had saturated the air itself, and thus it wasn't surprising that the woman choked on it, what was surprising was the fact that she managed to move for about five meters before falling down, interestingly enough the woman even took his francisca before running, this woman had to be very resistant to that kind of substance to be able to have a clear enough mind to even think of doing that.

His observations over Sadeh slowly approached the woman, making sure to move around the tree in a large circle to avoid getting intoxicated like the woman he wanted to help, once he reached her he knelt down and first took back his axe before turning the woman face up, speaking to her as he did "Well, you certainly got yourself in a bit of trouble there, good thing I passed by...huh? Wait, lady Gunhild?" realizing this woman was the paladin he met last year in the Whispering Caves Sadeh sighed "Looks like you're good at getting in trouble, guess that's something we have in common." he then took a look around, while there didn't seem to be anything nearby at the moment the scent of the sap oozing out of the now immobile tree could possibly lure monsters here, but he doubted lady Gunhild could move on her own for the moment...

After taking some time to think Sadeh decided that it would be a good idea to put some distance between themselves and what remained of the tree, but to do so he would have to carry the intoxicated woman, so he grabbed her by the shoulders to raise her upper body and then moved behind her and slipped his arms under hers to hold her by the stomach "Erm, sorry if its uncomfortable but this is the only way I can move you around that isn't carrying you in my arms, which could cause some problems, I hope you understand." that said he dragged the woman over to the normal tree he used to conceal himself earlier and put her down again. "I'm afraid I don't have anything that could stop the effect of that sap, so I'm sorry to say that you'll have to wait until it passes..." after saying that he sat down near her and then began to watch the area in case something showed up.

(I hope the way I explained that wasn't too confusing...Oh, and your post was fine, a few typos but that's okay.)
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Rolled on her back, a low groan escaped from the woman's mouth as her eyes roamed in search of the person that touched her, even if he was standing just next to her. Her sight finally focused on the man after he spoke her name, somehow gaining the attention of the intoxicated female who then stared blankly at him for a moment before giving him a weird smile. "Sa..." With her mind struggling against a desire to mate with anything she could find, this was the only sounds she was able to mutter to confirm the man's identity. At the moment, her memory was blurred, but she did remember the adventurer and it was probably why she took the time to retrieve the axe from the roots, she remembered his weapon at least one on them. The other one was a big and sturdy spear well hidden inside of his...
Her thought degrading Sarka shook her head in an attempt to chase those disgusting image of herself planing in her mind and maybe it was that sudden reaction that caused the man to word some concern for her comfort. No, what cause the man the most concern was probably her next reaction. Held in his arm and dragged on the ground, her torso slipped a little inside of her armor, her breast rolling against her scale mail. Even if it was through her shirt and her breast-binding, in her current state of arousal she let out a long moan that was soon traded with loud pants that accompanied each of the adventurer's step as her ass got treated by his knees

Once placed against the tree, her mind slowly cleared up, her thought return to a more stable state although now they were haunted by the shame that a stranger saw her in such a stat and was still there, near her, maybe too near. Brightly blushing, her body was still flaming with the unwanted desire the aphrodisiacal substance induced her with and it will remain that way until her body cleared it out. She will have to wait until it passes like the adventurer said, but... "I'm sorry... I... I can't wait." She first told him, shyly looking away. "I'll purge it out... Could you just look away and don't you dare turn back until I say so." Slowly, Sarka turned away, hiding her front from the man as she took some deep breath in a more then useless attempt to calm her excited body. Even if she called what she was about to do 'purging' it was far from the the holy restorative magic that could do such a thing, but when you are stuck behind enemy lines it was the best alternative one could take. that's another thing she learned in her previous platoon and it was another of its secret they were sworn to never tell.
Untying some part of her armor around the hip, she slide a shy hand inside and the rest could easily be guest by the low moan she started to make.

(( Ce n'était pas confus ^^ ))
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While he was looking around Sadeh couldn't help but think about something he wish he could forget, his past, why was he remembering that now? The answer to that one was easy, the paladin called him "Sa", a nickname he hadn't heard in many years and the last time someone did call him that got slammed on a wall before anyone could blink, while anyone would think he hated that nickname due to that sudden outburst he doesn't really mind it, its what his sister used to call him in fact. But that's the problem, he hasn't seen her ever since that attack on his hometown by monsters back when he was still a kid, he's not even sure of what happened to her, she might have escaped like he did, she might have been capture, she could even have been turned into a monster, the latter two not being mutually exclusive...The only thing he did knew is that she was alive, he could just feel it, it was one of the reasons he became an adventurer, in hope that someday he would see her again...

As he was staring into the distance, the paladin's voice snapped him out of his thoughts "Hm?" he turned his head to look at her, she then explained to him that she would "purge it out" and given how she was acting he could guess how she would do that, his answer to her request not to look was a simple nod and he resumed looking around in case something happens. To be honest he found her reaction kind of cute...and his reaction to that last thought was to hit himself on the side of the head, he had already enough problems with just that damn fog and he didn't need to add more to it, and that's not even mentioning the noise the woman near him started to make, yes, it was inevitable but it still didn't help him.
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While a gentle finger circled around the opening of her neither, the other hand of the female knight stealthily moved to the hilt of her dagger. The adventurer, he seemed honest and did help her take down a tree, he also dragged her farther from the vile toxin that bled from the wood. She also remembered him from last year, when they rescued a merchant from the Whispering Caves. He did good back there, but still... he was a man and she would never allow herself to trust such an individual. A male adventurer, the kind of person that roam the earth in search of riches and excitements, two of the main desires that corrupted mankind since the day of creation. Their loyalty lies with themselves and could only be trusted if you were willing to give something they desired, but with the pink fog toying with their minds, he might want a kind of 'special treatment'. Well, he could always try, but she'll be sure to make an eunuch out of him if he ever get too close to her.
Her thumb rolled her button, two of her fingers slipped between her lowers lips and as she did, she muffled her cries at the best of her capability by biting her upper lower lip. Only small whimpers came from her at first, until her hand began to move faster, with more vigor. Then, a few shameful yelp escaped from her mouth before a longer, yet still soft, cry arrived, quickly followed by heavy panting.

Finally finding a light release from both the fog and the sap, the now more then ever exhausted female pulled her hand free from her soaked undergarment and swept it on the grass before resealing her armor. Only once it was done did she rolled back more comfortably against the tree to look at the adventurer before lowering her gaze to the ground in front of her. "I... well.... I'm sorry for my shameful behavior just now." She first started, slowly trying to get up, but her body didn't seemed to approve. Her legs were a bit flimsy as she stood, forcing her to weakly lean against the tree. "And thanks for your help, but I must be going"
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Once the woman was finally done with her "purging", Sadeh was surprised to hear her apologize for what she just did, to that he shook his head before speaking up "You don't have to apologize, it was either that or wait it out, you just chose the quicker way out." after that he turned his head to look at the woman, seeing she was standing up he did the same and finally turned around completely and saw that the woman appeared to have trouble standing by herself. Then, when the woman thanked him and said that she had to leave Sadeh raised an eyebrow and spoke to her in a rather annoyed tone "Wait. You look barely able to stand, and no matter how strong a warrior you may be you won't be able to fight off a monster or one of those damn trees if you can't even stand on your own two feet, and I didn't just save you back there so you could get yourself caught by something else!" after saying that he sighed and then continued, with a calmer tone of voice "Look, I don't know what's got you in such a hurry to leave, and I'm not going to ask you to tell me but I'm going with you to make sure you won't get grabbed by the first thing that comes around. And no, I don't care if you don't want me around, hate me if you want." with that said he awaited to see how the paladin would react.

(Désolé pour la réplique plutot courte mais je trouvais pas d'autre chose à écrire. =/)
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