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Hyoite / A seal in human's clothing. [Roi]
« on: March 18, 2018, 10:11:50 PM »
The village she was currently staying at was still sleeping when Tikaani slipped out of the plush tent she'd made her home and picked her way down to the seashore, thick furs bundled around her form. It was still dark out, though the sun was beginning to rise and cast just enough light to see by, but for her it was the perfect hour. Few people would be out and about, the ocean was calm and still. It was just her and the sea; just her and her true home.

She walked along the shore for some time before she reached the cliffs where she had stored her skin the night before. Pulling it out from a deep crevice, she unrolled it, smoothed out the crinkles, and for a moment just relished in the familiar smell and feel of it, the sense of connectedness, of wholeness. It was getting more and more difficult, wandering the tundra and spending less time at sea, and she relished these moments.

Shedding her clothes--her human skin, in a sense--she slipped back into her sealskin and took to the sea.

She lost track of time, hunting fish the old fashioned way, enjoying the taste of raw meat, and when Tikaani returned the sun had risen almost completely. Fish guts! She had lost track of time! The village would be awake and moving now, and if she wasn't quick, things could get awkward fast.

Reaching the shore, she waddled her way onto land, dragging her body through the sand, and began to wriggle free of her her skin--which looked easier than it was, for it was a tight fit. She kicked free of it, hissing at how bloody cold it was as a naked, hairless human, grabbed it and rolled it up quickly, and then scrambled for her clothes to dress.

Questions and Suggestions / Re: Tool Age of Serendipity
« on: March 17, 2018, 04:31:30 PM »
The sensitivity to steel is greeeatly reduced because steel is alloyed. So they can use magically enhanced bronze as an option! And most use steel just fine.

And Serenians only have a very small bit of fae in them in the first place; they are not true fae, but are rather the result of human ancestors who interbred with fae, and that has been diluted over generations. So basically it varies from person to person depending on their bloodlines and amount of magic they have. People with more magic have greater sensitivities, and people with stronger fae bloodlines are also more sensitive. (And usually have more magic.)

Steel, in general, poses no threat to Serenians.

Also, their blood is red.

Basically, there are two explanations:

1.) an element is not a compound. You can consume table salt, but you can't touch chlorine with your bare hands. The raw element is toxic to them, but it is still part of their chemistry in other forms that does not harm them.

2.) It's not an actual allergy. The way iron aversion works in some folklore is that it's more about the belief that iron is harmful (plus something something iron is a real element, fae are incorporeal and not quite of this world and follow fae laws and iron is a harsh reminder of the real world and forces them to obey regular laws, etc.). So like if you show your blood to a fae and try to say it's iron, it's not really gonna do anything because you don't really think of it as iron, but as blood. That plus point #1.

So basically take your pick!

Plus, fantasy setting with Rule of Cool, etc.

Northern Serendipity / Re: Lady of the Lake [Aeyt!]
« on: March 17, 2018, 04:07:22 PM »
Adamaris paused, another cube of raw fish held between her fingers. " Of course not," she said slowly, blinking, an odd sense of unease settling over her. "That's, ah...definitely not a civilized nor, er...sane practice."

Arca / Home, Smelly Home. [M] [Glob!]
« on: March 10, 2018, 02:09:38 AM »
Mei reached out on reflex and shooed the moth away, speaking as she did so. “Then shall we take this to the road? Live dangerously and take our chances with random strangers in another town? I’m fine with that if you are! It’s basically what I was already doing, just a little more so.”

The Colosseum / Re: The Lioness and the Longknife
« on: March 10, 2018, 02:06:26 AM »
“Hey, that’s one more person than I had before,” Yasmin said with a lopsided smile. “Now it’s all about figuring out how to make this more than just talk—and live to enact the plan.”

Her smile turned sheepish. “That’s where I’m stumped. But I guess it’s like they say, Essyrn wasn’t built in one day and all that.”

Arca / Re: Home, Smelly Home. [M] [Glob!]
« on: March 05, 2018, 12:32:57 PM »
"'Maybe' doesn't sound too confident," Mei said and pursed her lips, finger tapping her chin. "'Maybe' is just a possibility. A prediction. It doesn't take into account other factors like currency exchanges or unforeseen obstacles and delays. What we need is a cushion, so we can travel comfortably and account for any variables."

Snapping a look back up at Daersen, she pointed a finger at him. "You know Serendipity far better than I. What's the best way to earn coin quickly? Is it culturally acceptable or feasible to offer to do odd jobs in exchange for food and board? If so, that could potentially cut down on inn stays, especially if a town lacks an inn. Hmm. We may also travel across wide swathes of land that have no dwellings, so we may want to think about acquiring camping gear."

Riyarin blinked owlishly. "Oh," she said, and cocked her head. "If that is the case, then you do that to me, too. See?"

And she took his hand and placed his palm over her heart, where he could feel her steady heartbeat. "You make my blood burn. That's a good thing? A normal thing?"

The Colosseum / Re: The Lioness and the Longknife
« on: March 05, 2018, 12:18:46 PM »
[It's okay dude! xD]

Yasmin snorted at that. "Of course. Generally speaking, well, uh..." She frowned and glanced off to the side, idly tapping fingers on her knee.

"There were others. But we...kind of got split up. Nature of the beast and all. Slaves get sold. I don't know where they are anymore, or what they're doing, or if they're even okay. If they're even still here. If they are, I know they'd still be working on this. Somehow. I just..."

She heaved a frustrated sigh and looked back over at Juras. "It's hard to organize shit here. Everyone's scared--I'm scared--and you don't know who you can trust or whose gonna throw you to the lions. Most people are less afraid of the lions than they are of getting caught talking about things they shouldn't be." She shook her head. "I know it's stupid. I know I'm in way over my head. I know all this talk is probably just one big, stupid dream. But at least it feels like something. I don't know. I don't know what the fuck I'm doing."

Ketra / Re: Stop, you fiend! [Aeyt!]
« on: January 31, 2018, 04:32:05 PM »
Maya squealed when Lex pulled her down with him, landing sprawled atop him with her face close to his, her breasts practically spilling from her bodice. She had definitely begun to dress more simply, but that didn't mean more modestly. If anything, she had started to show more skin, her necklines dipping ever lower and showing more shoulder.

"Never, ever." she murmured between kisses, looping her arms around his neck to press in closer. "And definitely no running off with strange men. Such impropriety! Oh, how people would talk."

Suna / Re: It's time for another Good Idea/Bad Idea! [Aeyt!]
« on: January 31, 2018, 03:15:25 PM »
The island was his abode.

There were no structures.

The words echoed hollowly in Song's head as she took the mug by the handle and stared at the design. It was beautiful, a mug she could have picked out herself--and that was what made it unsettling. It was exactly to her tastes. Exactly. She could smell jasmine on the steam--her favorite tea. Her favorite colors. Her favorite animal. Even the clothes and earring had been to her liking. How...?

Was this...was this a set-up? Did someone slip him a tip? []Why[/i]? And who? Suna was a huge city, and she kept to herself, and certainly didn't give out personal information flippantly.

Maybe it was all just coincidence and she was being paranoid?

"No structures," she repeated, and blew on the tea. "So, ah...where do"

Ketra / Re: This hurts me more than it hurts you. [M] [Aeyt!]
« on: January 18, 2018, 11:49:25 PM »
Briar’s breath hitched, coming out as a soft squeak, when Dirk’s hands began to explore, but it was a good sound and it certainly showed. She whimpered and moved her hips slowly against him, pressing against his hand and working against his cock, and a shudder went through her as her nipples hardened under his touch. Oh, she was still sensitive, and wildly so, but that applied to pain as well as pleasure and her body wasn’t quite sure what new sensation to focus most on. But as he worked her, and as fresh arousal began to spike and grow, so too did the discomfort begin to lessen until she was moaning, her hips rocking with him as she grew even slicker.

Thank gods for the gentle pace, though. She wasn’t so sure she could handle another vigorous fuck so soon. But this was...surprisingly nice. Really good, actually.

Slow and gentle, each thrust better than the next, letting her feel every hard inch of him slide in and out of her. Briar had been wild with passion that first time, but now, tired and relaxed, she got to truly experience Dirk. She glanced down curiously between them, watching him thrust into her, and sucked in a sharp breath as that only made her hotter. She curled her hands into his shirt, more to cling to him in passion now than to clutch him through pain, and trembled as the pleasure began to build, drawing fresh whimpers from her throat.

“That...that feels fucking good,” she gasped, breath coming quicker, more frantic, as the pleasure from his fingers and cock began to come together, working in tandem. She glanced down again and bit her lip, face flushed as she watched, and let out another little moan. “How the fuck you learn this?”

Ketra / Re: Stop, you fiend! [Aeyt!]
« on: January 18, 2018, 09:50:24 PM »
Maya shivered with delight as he pulled her into his arms, melting into his kiss as she matched his passion. He was fun to kiss; tall as he was, she had to rise on her toes to meet him, and she rather loved that. He made her feel tiny and dainty--not that that was difficult to do, with her own diminutive height.

She pressed into him when he squeezed her bottom, making a soft sound of pleasure, and felt the kiss ended too soon. But it always felt like that, lately. Like the more she tasted, the more she wanted--though she was loath to admit it, especially not to him.

"Such a scandalous thing to say," Maya teased, and nuzzled her nose against his. "A lady of my upbringing would never do such a classless thing."

Ketra / Re: This hurts me more than it hurts you. [M] [Aeyt!]
« on: January 18, 2018, 09:40:40 PM »
Briar gasped sharply, biting her bottom lip to hold back a small yelp of pain and jerking her hips in surprise as she stretched around him. It stung, but it wasn't as startling or sharp as the first time. Ow...yeah...she was definitely tender, and fuck, he was huge. But now that she knew it wasn't something to worry about, that it was more akin to the discomfort of using a new muscle for the first time, she wasn't about to cry uncle. Especially not after goading him on.

Besides, now she also knew that it would get better.

She gripped him tightly, tensing for those first few thrusts and gritting her teeth until, finally, she began to relax a little. But it was still kind of uncomfortable, and wasn't squirming as much as she had before, mostly clinging hard to him until her nails dug into him through the gloves. She had been worked up to a frenzy that first time and, perhaps, her insistence on a hard fucking straight out of the gates was coming back to bite her.

Seaside Town of Cerenis / Re: Stranger in a Strange Land [Aeyt!]
« on: January 17, 2018, 08:10:06 PM »
Niamh snatched back her coin purse and tucked it away, glaring all the while at the thief. It was a good thing the guardsman had showed up when he did; Niamh had been dying to bloody the thief's face for what he'd put her through. And had he been the one who groped her? She felt tainted still, more angry about that than even her coin purse.

She figured the thief was busted, fit to be punished for his crime--lose a hand, maybe--but to her shock, the guardsman let him go. Her jaw dropped as the thief, Zipper, zipped away and was gone, and she whirled on the guardsman, staring at him in horror.

"Smiled on me? If that is your idea of some fake idol smiling on me, she sounds like a sick goddess, indeed!" she snapped, bristling. "He assaulted me! He...he touched me places not fit for mention! And you're just letting him go? So he can just do it again?! You may as well not have helped at all!"

Northern Serendipity / Re: Lady of the Lake [Aeyt!]
« on: January 17, 2018, 03:15:01 PM »
Such an interesting kind of magic he had, that ability to speak to the plants. Adamaris watched Kheelan work curiously as he formed the table--but it was the knife that truly piqued her interest, and the fish laid out on the table.

Kheelan began slicing, and Adamaris's breath stilled, her blood pumping audibly in her ears. She curled her hands into loose fists, staring, transfixed, as the knife rose and fell, taking off the head and leaving a little puddle of blood, and soon its belly was opened and its innards spilled out. She swallowed, watching them get scooped aside. It was offal. Bad meat, meat no one wanted, but she wanted to taste it. Wanted to know what it would feel like to crunch those bones between her teeth.

She let her breath out slowly. She had to fight those thoughts. They weren't normal, and they were wrong and intrusive and even dangerous, little flashes of scenes playing out in her mind. This wasn't the worse thing she'd imagined, but she had to control even the little ones--otherwise thoughts would lead to impulses, and impulses would lead to action.

At least, that was what she feared. It had happened before--but she had been young then.

She was older now. That was behind her.

She looked away until Kheelan finished, and when he was done and demonstrated the meat's safety by eating a chunk for himself, and knelt down before the table and examined the cubes. "That so?" she said. She should be disgusted. That was raw fish, after all! Was she really hungry enough to try it? Well, she had heard rumors that in some places, it was a delicacy, and she had enjoyed fish eggs when she'd had them, and those had been raw.

Perhaps it wasn't so strange.

"I imagine one bite won't kill me," she said, still caught somewhere between what she knew was strange and inappropriate, and what she wanted. She picked up a cube, sniffed it, and then popped it into her mouth with far less hesitancy than she should have shown.

...And gods, was it good.

The soft texture, so different from dry, cooked meat. The salty taste of blood, soaked into the flesh and mingling with the natural, earthy sweetness of the fish. Adamaris closed her eyes to savor it, already craving more--and somewhere deep inside feeling like it wasn't enough. What would other raw creatures taste like?

She cracked her eyes open at the unbidden thought, and swallowed down her bite. "I'll admit, I wasn't expecting it to taste so good. I would have never thought to try it raw."

Ketra / Re: This hurts me more than it hurts you. [M] [Aeyt!]
« on: January 17, 2018, 01:42:56 PM »
Gods, she could probably come from that alone if he kept it up long enough. Briar let out a shivering sigh, hips twitching as his cock slid against her, teasing and building the anticipation once more, and she hooked her legs around Dirk's waist as though to trap him there, daring him to pull away. Her hands gripped his shoulders again, curling into the fabric of his shirt. Her entire body likely to be sore by the time they were done, it seemed; her hands were aching from how tightly she'd clutched him, but she couldn't be assed to care. Not when he was standing between her legs, his body warm through his clothes, his cock rubbing against her sex, already soaked from their last romp and ready for another.

She let out a shivering sigh at his question and lifted her eyes slowly, peering curiously up into his eyes. Their first round had happened so fast, it seemed, a whirl of passion and pleasure and nerves that she could hardly keep up with. But as she looked up at him then, an answer on her tongue, she truly registered their closeness, got her first good, thorough look at his face.

She had avoided direct eye contact before, but in that moment she realized his eyes were gray, not the dead gray of coins but the living silver of stars as they caught the light. How had she not noticed that before? She stared a moment, transfixed--and she then she sucked in a breath and quickly looked down, cheeks flushed and ears hot.

The fuck was wrong with her?

"Don't ask stupid questions," she managed to say, and reached down between them, her hand covering his as she guided his cock down against her opening. She bit her lip, anticipating what was to come, and nudged her hips against him as though trying to work him inside her. "Just fuck me."

Seaside Town of Cerenis / Re: Stranger in a Strange Land [Aeyt!]
« on: January 17, 2018, 12:34:34 PM »
"Make way for the Guard," a voice called, and the crowd parted before Niamh's eyes. It was only then that she saw the guardsman up ahead, and a wave of relief washed over her. At least someone was doing their job today!

And as the crowd parted, it also revealed the thief. Abandoned and exposed, he was as good as done for, and her possessions were as good as in her hands. But it wasn't just the guard who was surprised when the thief turned around and ran at him. Niamh blinked in surprise. Was he genuinely nuts? Or was he stronger and more confident than he looked? She paused, a good few yards from the action and standing back with the rubbernecking crowd, and watched as...

...As he sailed effortlessly over the guardsman's head.

Oh Light! At this rate he was going to escape! Just leave it to the heathen's guardsmen to be utterly incompetent!

But the thief was now running in her direction, so in a desperate final bid to catch him, Niamh lunged out from the crowd as he drew closer, and threw herself at him. She grunted as their bodies collided and grabbed onto whatever she could latch onto, his clothes, his hair, and held on for dear life.

She just had to hold on until the guard caught up.

"Give me back my stuff, you cur!"

Northern Serendipity / Re: Lady of the Lake [Aeyt!]
« on: January 15, 2018, 10:54:35 PM »
...Rare. Bloody. No need for a fire.

That was the impulse that sprang to mind, but Adamaris bit back the words, horrified at their pull. But as she looked at the wriggling, dying fish, all she could think of was its soft flesh between her teeth, and how its blood would taste. She shook her to clear the image and rubbed at her temple, taking a deep breath.

She could smell its blood from there.

Or was that just in her head?

“...Cooked,” she answered quietly. “Thoroughly. Raw meat can make you ill. How can you stand that?”

Northern Serendipity / Re: Lady of the Lake [Aeyt!]
« on: January 15, 2018, 06:29:41 PM »
Adamaris perked at the mention of fish. That actually sounded wonderful—better than wild raspberries, at least. She’d always found fruit overly sweet, and vegetables overly bitter, but fish and other meats had always agreed with her. But she knew it was improper; a noble lady eating wild fish straight from a lake? What were they going to do, roast them on a stick? It probably wasn’t quality fish as it was.

And those were things she was apparently supposed to care about.

“The...raspberries should suffice,” she said reluctantly, her mother’s words echoing in her mind. You don’t want to get gout! You can’t just live off meats! And she had eaten a large meal of hare. “I don’t want to inconvenience you more than I have.”

Looking to the bush, she moved over to it and plucked a berry. Then she stared at it, nose wrinkled. It would serve until she got home. Just enough so the hunger wasn’t uncomfortably distracting.

She popped it in her mouth, chewed, and made a face. “’s so bitter.” Bitter AND sweet, with a texture like sand. How did people eat these things?

Ketra / Re: This hurts me more than it hurts you. [M] [Aeyt!]
« on: January 15, 2018, 01:50:43 PM »
Er. Well.

Briar had meant to distract Dirk, to get him away from what was a very, very awkward subject for her. Sure, she wanted to have another go, but she hadn't necessarily meant right that instant. She was pleasantly tired, and she was also sore. With the pleasure faded and her body in recovery mode, she could truly feel how raw and tender he'd left her, and the thought of him fucking her again so soon made her bite back a wince.

But she never had been good at backing off once she'd talked big. And she couldn't deny that she wanted him, and that the sight of him growing wasn't making her shiver in all the right ways. She bit her lip, torn, already imagining his touch on her skin--and that decided it as she let out a shaky breath and slid a hand down her thigh.

"Only if you think you can handle me," she said with a wry grin.

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