Timeline of the History of Qaryesh T marne
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The world of Qaryesh t'Marne is a complicated one with eleven younger races having sprung up to build on the ashes of the elder race of Humans, who fought amongst themselves until they became extinct. In this world, the different races have divided the land into roughly fourteen nation-states and four regions to which nobody has laid claim. These nations are in constant flux in their relationships with each other and with the various races. The history of Qaryesh t'Marne is rich with intrigue and conflict, often erupting into war. The following is simply a description of some of the aspects of that world and how history has developed it.
The Elder Race
Humans (singular-Human)- A long dead race of barbaric and warlike people who seemed to have been a tribal and highly territorial race. Few details of their civilization remain known by the general populous of the world and little is known about how they came to disappear. Most academics theorize that the Humans killed themselves off in the many intertribal wars and blood feuds that were known to consume them. The lands of the Humans are now occupied by the Merxis, Khiton, Sujtasas, Truzlos, and Adytos Khitonans and several states of the Federated Commonwealth of Viniterus. Scholars of the Sheitan also believe that the city of Saidahn was once a Human city that the Sheitan simply settled and expanded on since its architecture is unique among the old ruined Sheitan cities.
The Younger Races
Am'mortal (singular and plural)- One hundred men and women who are so long lived they are referred to by the other races as the Immortals or demigods. Tall, stately, and very attractive for the most part, the members of the Am'mortal race are almost all sorcerers and witches of the highest caliber. They have the appearance of Humans (a long dead race) and they seem to each stake out a territory for themselves, ignoring international borders and national sovereigns. Many of the Am'mortal are trusted advisors to powerful families, national governments, and international consortiums, and the Headmaster of the world-renowned Lampredes Warlock Academy is the Am'mortal known as the Black Master. Few know anything about the Am'mortal except that whenever one of them dies or is killed, a rare and virtually impossible occurrence, all of the Am'mortal disappear. When they reappear in their home territory, a new Am'mortal has appeared with them, taking up residence in the dead Am'mortal's home domain.
Brynhiedrans (singular-Brynhiedran)- A quadripedal, mountain dwelling race with seemingly boundless wisdom, strong telepathy, powerful magic, and few battle skills who have life-spans that average three centuries. Brynhiedrans have equine bodies with extendible prehensile tails, shaggy fur over thick hides, clawed hooves, and short necks upon which sit almost reptilian heads. Their heads are long and rounded with sharp foreteeth, armor-like bony protrusions around the eyes, a short crest of bristly hair, and frilled ears. They have coloring which varies from snow white to jet black. Their senses of sight and hearing are very keen but lack almost any sense of smell.
The Brynhiedrans are without a national identity of their own due to their lack of cohesive unity and a fairly sparse population. Unable to speak any of the humanoid tongues, Brynhiedrans make their wishes, thoughts, and opinions known by using their telepathy and are often employed for short-term contracts as advisors, truthsayers, arbiters, and diplomatic envoys. While they are not very large in their population, a Brynhiedran can be found in almost every port city of any size and most of the larger inland urban centers of the world.
Cassemoors (singular-Cassemoor)- A short, thickly furred race of humanoid people who dwell in the old growth forests of the high northern latitudes. Rarely reaching more than four and a half feet, the Cassemoors are known only for their rich pelt, which they shed, whole, every year or two as they grow throughout their short lives that are thought to average a little more than four decades. These diminutive people are often hunted by unscrupulous fur trappers for their hides. Cassemoor fur is often used in clothing for the extremely rich, despite most nations' ban on the import of this material.
Aside from their being viewed as a luxury commodity, little is known about the social or physiological dimensions of the Cassemoors. Scholars of the northern nations in which they live have assumed they are tribal or clannish in their societal structure and most assume that they are matriarchal, since nearly all pelts brought for sale are clearly female. Few trappers have ever reported seeing anything but immature male Cassemoors.
Eovrians (singular-Eovrian)- A large, non-humanoid, marine race which dwells in the waters and the adjoining land to the east and south of the Khat-Khava Collective on the southern continent. The Eovrians have a lower body similar to seals, though much larger, in that they have no legs and move by a wormlike squirming of their lower body. Their upper torsos terminate in a pair of shoulders which sprout two masses of tentacles and a short, strong neck upon which rests a sleek, furred head. Eovrians are much more maneuverable in water, where they hunt and spend a majority of their lives, which average nearly eight decades, and only come on land to sun themselves and tend their young on the ice sheets and rocky coasts of Eovria. Eovrians are sentients with an isolationist turn of mind and they violently defend their lands and waters from intruders. It is thought by Peisti sailors who have the most opportunity to observe the Eovrians that these creatures have undersea cities and only lay about the coasts in order to protect these cities.
Kenstrills (singular-Kenstrill)- A primitive race of people who dwell in the swamp- and rain forest-covered nations of Kenashivaliar and Astrilloccejui. The Kenstrills are cold-blooded; hence they are rarely seen far from their steamy homelands except in the very warm months of the lowland regions' summer. They vary in height between four feet in early adulthood, around their thirtieth year, to eight feet or more by the time they reach late middle age around their ninetieth year. With each year Kenstrills put on more and more mass until they begin to lose mobility. They have sleek, greenish-brown skin, eyes with vertical pupils, and coarse, black-streaked, brown hair which forms a crest on the heads of the males and is longer and fuller in the females. Kenstrills only have three digits on each limb with the middle digits ending in long, sharp, retractile claws.
Kenstrill society is theocratic and patriarchal. Strong family bonds forge Kenstrill kin-groups into fierce clans and tribes who hunt and gather in familial territories for the many rare herbs, fungi, medicines, furs, skins, feathers, and minerals which can only be found in the swamps and jungles in which they live. Young Kenstrills hunt and gather, seek adventure, and make war on other clans while their elders (those who have grown too large to move so quickly or easily) deal with the foreign merchants who flock to the few towns easily accessible to the caravans of outsiders or maritime merchants.
The priests of the Kenstrill spirit-gods rule their followers with a loose grip. Neither Kenstrill nation has many laws, and most laws have to do with religious obligation. The patriarchs of each clan do most of the "law enforcement" duties found in other nations and most clans follow the rules and traditions laid down by their patriarchs more than they do the national laws. The Grand Priest and the Assembly of Theocrats of each nation only get involved in the business of the clans when two or more clans come into dispute over something. The priests are also the commanders of the nation's armies, a loose amalgam of warriors each clan sends to the priests to comply with their obligations to the nation and their spirit-gods.
Khitonans (singular-Khitonan)- A highly urbanized people who dwell in the nations known as the Khitonan Collectives. They are roughly eight feet tall (though a couple of castes average only six to seven feet) with thin, strong bodies covered in a hard but flexible exoskeleton. They are hairless, with dark brown to black coloring and large, compound eyes and jointed antennae not unlike ants or certain types of wasps. Each member of this race has six limbs, though the usefulness of all six depends upon the role or caste into which each Khitonan is hatched. For high caste Khitonans (i. e. queens, fertile males, and what are commonly called princess-queens, or non-fertile queens), the mid-limbs are practically useless and serve more for holding useful items such as quills, tea cups, or food. For worker-laborers and soldier caste Khitonans, the mid-limbs and the fore-limbs are much stronger than their high caste collective mates and are integral parts of their bodies while at work. For the castes between these two extremes, the mid- and fore-limbs have varying degrees of strength and usefulness.
The Khitonan societies are organized along complex, lineage-based groups known as collectives. Each collective is headed by a queen-matriarch and ranking within the collective is based upon how close an individual is related to the queen-matriarch by blood, mating contract, or business relationships. The Khitonans are an egg-laying race and the queen-matriarch of each collective rules over a complex selective breeding scheme with which they try to advance their collective's genetic quality. The Khitonan life span varies wildly from only two decades for those drones and unmated males chosen to do manual labor or military service to the four to five centuries of life some of the longer-reigning, wealthier queen-matriarchs have been known to live.
Each collective engages in commerce on a massive scale and each member is inserted by the queen-matriarch into the best position in which he or she can best improve the collective's economic status in relationship to the other collectives. Rank within each Khitonan nation is based upon this economic status and the ruling house of each nation is only secure in its position so long as it remains the most productive collective. The Khitonans are engaged in trading and manufacturing of just about everything and anything they can possibly manage with their resources. As such is the case, most Khitonan collectives are among the wealthiest individuals/groups/corporations in the world.
The nations that make up the Khitonan Collectives are as follows (in order of establishment): Khiton, Merxis, Sujtasas, Pernecor, Khat-Khava, Ithmus-Meisch, Truzlos, and Adytos.
Peistis (singular-Peisti)- A seafaring people who dwell mainly in the nations of Ryujinne, Ereshiga, Bo Sai, and Pai-Lung and on the Islands of Spice and Wine which are partially owned by the Khitonan Collectives and the Federated Commonwealth of Viniterus. They have lean but muscled bodies with blue-green, hard, smooth skin (not unlike dolphins) and life-spans that average almost a century. A Peisti's skin is covered gradually from birth with grayish tattoos denoting rank, family, loyalties, alliances, and achievements until the whole of their skin is cover by middle-aged adulthood. Their long fingers have miniscule suckers that allow them near-unbreakable grips. They also have loose webbing between fingers and toes which allows for great speed in swimming. Eyelids which can be made clear at will give their eyes the appearance of unblinking stares and they have pre-gills along their ribs, allowing them to breathe underwater for limited periods of time. On their heads, neck, and back the Peistis have hair which looks white when dry but is truly clear.
Peistis are consummate seamen and are recognized as the best fishermen and sailors the world over. Most ships, whether owned by Peistis or not, are crewed by at least a few Peistis and many of the best captains in the merchant marine fleets of the world are Peistis. Though poor merchants, many Peisti men become comfortably wealthy by captaining the ships of the great merchant houses of the Viniterians and the Khitonans.
Sheitan (singular and plural)- This is the name given to a people who dwell in the vast desert lands known as the Sea of Hell. It is unknown what they call themselves, but the Sheitan are known throughout the world as a fierce, warrior people. Their physiology is unknown due to the fact that they are never seen without the traditional kaffiyah headdress and mask, caftan, and voluminous haik. These garments are highly colorful and it is thought that the colors and patterns denote rank and tribal affiliation to the Sheitan. The Sheitan are unwelcome guests in any town or city but because they bring valuable and rare trade goods they are tolerated.
The Sheitan are thought to be ruled by a single autocratic king and they have been at war with all of their neighbors at one point or another over the centuries. They are feared and respected for their fighting ability and seem to be able, at times, to simply appear out of nowhere to savage caravans that stray too close to their desert lands. Some few merchant houses have been able to negotiate free trade pacts, which the Sheitan uphold almost religiously, that allow their caravans to take direct routes across the Sea of Hell and the peripheral territory that the Sheitan claim. Most of these merchant houses are Viniterian clans. It is also known that they allow the Yvaerians free travel through their lands, although why is another mystery.
Viniterians (singular-Viniterian)- A tribal and agrarian people who dwell in the Federated Commonwealth of Viniterus. They stand between seven and nine feet tall with thick, muscular builds on humanoid bodies. Skin, hair, and eye coloring depends on geography, clan lineage, and climate of home range. They reproduce through a strange symbiosis with a plant they cultivate called the Vine of the Gods. The dominant female of the clan deposits her eggs in expansive walled vineyards with seeds of the Vine of the Gods. The dominant males of the clan, numbering anywhere between five and one hundred, then fertilize the eggs and the seed through an orgy-like religious ceremony with all of the females of the clan. The females of the clan then guard the vineyards from all intruders, be they wildlife, other clans, or their own males. Each clan has four such vineyards which they rotate use of, three in production and one fallow (usually planted in off years with certain legumes which provide crops and replace minerals to the soil for the next Vine season). The dominant female supervises the care of the Vines while her young grow from them in protective sacks filled with nutrient fluids. She has the ability to decide both the sex of the growing child and the role/occupation the child will fill when it is released from the sack, three years from the time of fertilization. Viniterians have varying life-spans which depend greatly on their place in the hierarchy of their clans, with dominant males and females living as long as two and a half centuries and the most submissive and low-ranking members barely living three decades. Much of this has to do with the role/occupation chosen for them while still in the sack of the Vine.
Aside from Vines of the Gods, Viniterians are expert agribusinessmen who produce most of the draft animals, farming implements, fertilizer, fruit, pork, vegetables, and wine traded internationally. They are also the trainers for several different national armies and the home of the Agriculture Guild, the International War College, and Lampredes Warlock Academy are all located within the Federated Commonwealth of Viniterus. The Viniterians are almost militantly neutral on issues of international politics and are therefore the guarantors of international free trade and travel on the high seas. The Viniterian Hall of Peace is the accepted location of neutrality for all international disputes and the Viniterians are the arbiters of many such disagreements. They have been at peace with the rest of the world since the founding of the Federated Commonwealth in antiquity and the only conflicts they engage in are between clans or defensive actions against aggressors to their lands or trade. The Code of Viniterus, the unofficial constitution of the Viniterians, mandates a suspension of all clan wars, however, should any single clan be attacked by an outside force.
Yvaerians (singular-Yvaerian)- A scattered and nomadic people who wander through the world in small bands of up to a hundred, trading, thieving, and plying various trades including assassin, smith, cobbler, and seer. They stand only four to five feet tall with lustrous fur of varying shades and arms and legs enabling them to walk both quadri- and bi-pedally. They have long faces with short snouts filled with sharp teeth. Yvaerians have excellent senses of hearing and smell due to wolf-like ears and noses keener than most tracking hounds. Yvaerians are the shortest-lived race with an average life-span around three and a half decades, though there have been records of Yvaerian elders and shamen living into their eighth decade. Blessed with a small talent for magic, Yvaerians seem to other people to have uncanny luck at gambling and other such activities but this is merely the result of their abilities to cheat well without getting caught. Their societies are egalitarian and rather democratic, with the leaders of the various bands usually voted upon by the heads of the nuclear families that make up the bands. It is not unknown, or even rare, for a band to be led by a woman.
Yvaerians gather twice a year on various uninhabited plains at great fêtes where they breed animals, arrange marriages, trade stolen goods, apprentice children, and acquire news about lands where they wish to travel. Most cities and towns throughout the world both dread and anticipate the arrival of the various bands of Yvaerians and they are therefore both treated with great courtesy and watched with extreme suspicion. Although Yvaerians are both small in number and without any real nation of their own, they are rarely attacked due to their speed and ferocity in battle.
Zargross (singular and plural)- Zargross is the name given to an unknown race living in the Forests of Zargross, a vast, unexplored, thickly forested tract of land to the west and southwest of Kenashivaliar. It is assumed that the Zargross are warlike and predatory towards other races, as none who have ever seen these people have left the Forest to describe them. It is also assumed that they have no naval skills due to the occupation of the Isle of Zargross and the adjoining heavily fortified strip of land opposite the isle by the Federated Commonwealth of Viniterus without any contact or attempted attacks.
Nation-States
Astrilloccejui- Astrilloccejui is both less populated and less wealthy than its southern neighbor, Kenashivaliar. Though both share their extreme brand of animism, in which all living and inanimate objects either are god-spirits or have god-spirits of their own, Astrilloccejui's tribes have fewer resources than Kenashivaliar's. Only the wealth gained from the Viniterian and Yvaerian caravans moving through the Sea of Hell allow the Astrilloccejuis to maintain an almost comparable standard of living to their southern neighbors.
Capital City- Astrilloccejui City
Dominant Race- Kenstrills
Other Races (by population size)- Viniterians, Khitonans, Peistis, Brynhiedrans, Am'mortal
Population- 1,000,000 (estimated)
Government Type- Patriarchal Theocracy
Sovereign- Grand Hyoshtra Gruxbaniar
Resources- feathers, fungi, furs, herbs, medicines, minerals, and peat
Chief Religion(s)/God(s)- Polytheistic Animism
Bo Sai- The Peistis of Bo Sai feel superior to other Peistis due to their occupation of the home city of the Peisti civilization, Port Peisti. On the rare occasions that the Peisti nations are able to cooperate, the ruler of the junta of Bo Sai is usually deferred to as their supreme leader. It should also be noted that the Peistis of Bo Sai do not allow Yvaerians within their realm, considering them to be demon spawn and fit only for killing. Conversely, the Peistis of Bo Sai are among the fiercest prosecutors of the poaching of Cassemoors, whom they protect by designating the lands within Bo Sai in which the Cassemoors live as national preserves.
Capital City- Port Peisti
Dominant Race- Peistis
Other Races (by population size)- Khitonans, Viniterians, Cassemoors, Brynhiedrans, Am'mortal
Population- 3,400,000 (includes sailors based out of Bo Sai)
Government Type- Military Oligarchy
Sovereign- Grand Admiral Khonovarch Offinost
Resources- fish, mercenaries, minerals, ports, shipyards, vegetables, wood
Chief Religion(s)/God(s)- Sea Gods
Ereshiga- The Ereshiga Peistis are the most blatant violators of the ban on the trade of Cassemoor fur. Because they have a native population of Cassemoors in their own territory, the Ereshiga Peistis feel no compunction in the killing of Cassemoors for their fur. Ereshiga Peistis are also the most organized of the poachers into the Cassemoor Forest, often engaging in pitched battles with the warders of the territory.
Capital City- Ereshiga
Dominant Race- Peistis
Other Races (by population size)- Khitonans, Viniterians, Cassemoors, Kenstrills, Am'mortal
Population- 3,000,000 (includes sailors based out of Ereshiga)
Government Type- Military Oligarchy
Sovereign- Grand Admiral Minishimo Hasegora
Resources- Cassemoor fur, fish, mercenaries, ports, shipyards, vegetables, wood
Chief Religion(s)/God(s)- Sea Gods
Federated Commonwealth of Viniterus- The Federated Commonwealth of Viniterus is the single most powerful nation in the world and therefore Viniterians are the guarantors of peace and the enforcers of treaties signed under their auspices. The Commonwealth is ruled by a monarch called the Supreme Matriarch, which is a hereditary title handed down through the founding family of the Commonwealth on the maternal side. Although it is a centrally ruled nation, the individual states of the Commonwealth have tremendous power and armed conflict between these states is a common occurrence due to interclan warfare. The Supreme Matriarch has the power to end all feuds in times of national emergency, but such a situation has never arisen under the Commonwealth rule.
Capital City- Viniteria
Dominant Race- Viniterians
Other Races (by population size)- Peistis, Khitonans, Brynhiedrans, Cassemoors, Kenstrills, Yvaerians, Sheitan, Am'mortal, Zargross
Population- 56,000,000
Government Type- Federated Commonwealth/Constitutional Monarchy
Sovereign- Supreme Matriarch Anedaen Seanché
Resources- advisors, animal hides, armies, caravan routes (through the Sea of Hell), fermented spirits, fish, fruits, fungi, fur, gems, healers, medicines, mercenaries, minerals, navies, peat, ports, processed foods, textiles, vegetables, wizards, wood
Chief Religion(s)/God(s)- Viniterus
Kenashivaliar- Due to their trade pacts with the Khitonan nations of Pernecor and Sujtasas, Kenashivaliar is much wealthier and more populated than its northern cousin, Astrilloccejui. The Kenstrills of the south have made better use out of their contacts with the Khitonans and even their less friendly relations with the Viniterians than the Astrilloccejuis have. As a result, the Kenashivaliarans are regarded much more highly than their northern neighbors in the fields of international politics and commerce.
Capital City- Kenashivaliar City
Dominant Race- Kenstrills
Other Races (by population size)- Khitonans, Peistis, Viniterians, Yvaerians, Brynhiedrans, Am'mortal
Population- 2,500,000 (estimated)
Government Type- Patriarchal Theocracy
Sovereign- Grand Irahji Hrazdrien
Resources- animal hides, feathers, fish, fungi, furs, gems, herbs, medicines, minerals
Chief Religion(s)/God(s)- Polytheistic Animism
Khitonan Collectives- Each nation within the Khitonan Collectives is independent and aggressively competitive with the others as well as the rest of the world. The Queen of each nation rules her own collective, as well as her nation, in an attempt to keep ahead of the other collectives within the nation. Should the Queen's collective fall behind in wealth and influence, the collective that has passed her gains control of the nation and its queen-matriarch becomes Queen. While the nations within the Khitonan Collectives are extremely competitive with each other, they all share a common sense of defensiveness should any of the others come under attack from the outside. The Khitonan Collectives rarely come together for any other purpose than war against an outside aggressor.
Total Khitonan population- 104,000,000
Adytos- The Adytos Collective is the youngest and least populous of the Khitonan Collectives. As such, Adytos has fewer cities, less international standing, more problems with pirates and smugglers, and, ironically, is therefore more politically stable. The Adytos Collective only has a few collectives within its borders and the collective of Queen Zhlee'Jreech is the most powerful and affluent by far. Thusly, Queen Zhlee'Jreech has little difficulty in maintaining her collective's dominance within the Adytos Collective.
Capital City- Adytos
Dominant Race- Khitonans
Other Races (by population size)- Peistis, Viniterians, Yvaerians, Brynhiedrans, Kenstrills, Am'mortal
Population- 4,500,000
Government Type- Absolute Monarchy/Constitutional Dictatorship
Sovereign- Queen Zhlee'Jreech
Resources- fish, fruits, gems, manufactured goods, minerals, spices, vegetables, wine
Chief Religion(s)/God(s)- Queen-Goddess
Ithmus-Meisch- The Ithmus-Meisch Collective is the least urbanized of all the Khitonan Collectives. The collectives of Ithmus-Meisch concentrate much of their economic activity on enterprises which do not call for large urban centers. Ithmus-Meisch, the city, is the only large city in the entire nation and is only there to serve as a manufacturing hub, port, and administrative center to the collective whose queen-matriarch rules as Queen. Because it is situated between four Khitonan nations, Ithmus-Meisch has only a small military navy and an even smaller army.
Capital City- Ithmus-Meisch
Dominant Race- Khitonans
Other Races (by population size)- Kenstrills, Viniterians, Brynhiedrans, Peistis, Yvaerians, Am'mortal
Population- 7,000,000
Government Type- Absolute Monarchy/Constitutional Dictatorship
Sovereign- Queen Mhrii'Leeasiy
Resources- animal hides, fish, fruits, manufactured goods, minerals, processed meat, spices, vegetables, wood
Chief Religion(s)/God(s)- Queen-Goddess
Khat-Khava- The Khat-Khava Collective is the most unstable, politically, of all the Khitonan Collectives. The collectives within Khat-Khava are among the most ruthless and successful economic powers in the world and the rulership of Khat-Khava changes hands frequently, along with its capital. Khat and Khava have both been the seat of power several dozen times within the last century as the crown has switched hands from a Khatian collective to a Khavan collective and vice versa. Because large portions of Khat-Khava are accessible by sea and the Collective owns several islands close to competitors both Khitonan and Viniterian, every collective within Khat-Khava maintains its own small army and navy to support the already significant military of the Khat-Khavan Collective.
Capital City- Khat
Dominant Race- Khitonans
Other Races (by population size)- Viniterians, Yvaerians, Brynhiedrans, Peistis, Kenstrills, Am'mortal
Population- 10,000,000
Government Type- Absolute Monarchy/Constitutional Dictatorship
Sovereign- Queen Khivie'Khoivae
Resources- animal hides, fish, gems, ice wine, manufactured goods, marine mammal hides/meat, minerals, shipyards, spices, vegetables, wood
Chief Religion(s)/God(s)- Queen Goddess
Khiton- The Khiton Collective is the ancestral home of all Khitonans. Khiton was the first city, and then the first Collective, of the Khitonan Collectives. The queen-matriarchs of the Khiton Collective can all trace their lineage directly back to the original queen-matriarch. These queen-matriarchs are all extremely wise and experienced by the time they come to take over their collectives and thus the collectives of Khiton have come to arrange their nation more along an aristocracy system than the monarchical systems of the younger Collectives. As such, the collectives within the Khiton Collective operate more like subsidiaries of one giant corporation than many separate corporations competing with one another, to the detriment of all. By doing this, Khiton has remained the supreme Collective within the Khitonan Collectives.
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When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...
“Well, hell,” Thea said as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her face. “I guess ‘spring’ is here, huh?” “Yeah. It’s supposed to be cooler at higher elevation,” I replied. We took a few minutes in the shade by the rocks before rejoining our boyfriends. The four of us had driven up into the pass to hike. According to the weather report, the last coolness of a fading winter was supposed to continue through mid-week, but they were wrong. Actually, from our view from Eagle Point, where we’d...
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After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...
Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...
kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestThelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...
Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...
Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...
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If it hadn't been for Mrs. Martin's fourth period science class, I never would have made the discovery. I would have remained an ordinary teenager in an ordinary life. I would have continued going to school, working my ass off to get good grades. I would have kept coming home everyday to play computer games, or read comics or fantasy and science-fiction books. I would probably have graduated near the top of my class and gone off to college. But the discovery I made changed my entire...
The dragon was beautiful. It's giant wings beat in the air like a tremendous bird. It's tail snaked out behind it. The silver skin shone brilliantly as the sunlight gleamed off it. "I have to be dreaming," I said aloud. I swallowed hard as I continued to stare at the dragon, mesmerized by it. I finally took my eyes off it and looked back to the men. They didn't seem at all concerned about the dragon. They just continued marching onwards, their faces grim. The dragon let out a...
I awoke as the sun was rising the next morning. I looked over at Gianna, who was still asleep. I walked down to the lake and splashed some water on my face. I took a small sip from my water bottle, then moved back to our campsite. The fire had died out a couple hours ago. She woke up as I walked back, looking at me. "Can you sit up?" I asked her. She slowly sat up, wincing at the marks across her back as she did so. I held the water bottle out to her. She looked at the plastic bottle...
I helped out around the farm as much as I could. Since I didn't know my way around a farm very well, Kathia had to explain an awful lot to me. She was always very patient with me and never complained, even when I did things the wrong way. We talked frequently, her about her life and Gianna and her husband, and me asking her questions about those things, plus this new world I was in. One afternoon, while we were carrying buckets of water back to house, I asked her about the blue dragon I...
Gianna and I rode the horse out to our pond. We decided we would spend the night there, then decide in the morning where we wanted to go. She wanted to be nowhere near the remains of the house she had lived her entire young life in, which I completely understood. Neither of us slept a whole lot that night. We laid out under the stars, with me holding her. She laid her head on my chest. We talked some, but not much. When morning came around, I asked her if she wanted breakfast, but she said...
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We left Quelanas as the sun was breaking over the horizon the next day. Atheria had put her silvery armor back on and had her weapons with her. She led the way for us, her amazingly blue eyes scanning the woods for any signs of danger. Her long blonde hair was tied back into a ponytail. Gianna and I walked behind her, side-by-side. Sometimes we held hands, sometimes not. Every once in a while, one of us would move up to walk beside Atheria and chat with her. The first day of our journey to...
Val had just barely started getting dressed in her black leather outfit when the door opened. Gianna began to come into the room, then stopped. She looked at me, lying half-naked in the bed, then to Val, who was very nearly all-naked, then back to me. Her eyes were wide. She let the door close behind her as I scrambled off the bed, pulling my pants up. My ripped shirt fluttered around my chest. Val was smiling. "I, um, just wanted to see what was taking so long," Gianna said...
I awoke to find myself lying on cold, damp stone. The side of my head where I had been hit throbbed painfully. I slowly climbed to my feet and looked around, holding my aching head. I was in a small stone cell. There were no windows, but there was a cell door. The iron bars looked very old. A torch burned in the hallway that ran outside the cell, casting flickering light into the cell. The room was entirely bare. My sword was nowhere to be seen. I gave a tug on the bars, and they were...
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I was surrounded by darkness. It was thick and oppressive, weighing down on me as if it were a physical thing. I tried to call out for someone, but the darkness stole the sound of my voice. The silence around me was deafening. I saw movement in the darkness. As I watched, a figure began to approach me. I could see him as clear as if he were in daylight. He was the same man who had appeared to me in my dreams once before. He was clad in black flowing robes with scarlet trim. The symbol of an...
The next morning, we stood in the entryway of the castle, preparing to set off for the temple. King Augustus and Sawyar had come down to see us off. The king handed me a ring. It was silver and it looked plain, though as I squinted at it, I thought I could make out etched writing across its surface. "This is what we shall use to stay in contact with you," the king told me. "Who has the other one?" I asked. King Augustus looked at someone behind me, nodding slightly. I turned to look...
THE PRESENT: "That Maygis person," Tasmine asked me, "is that Dred?" "I think it is," I replied, my voice distant. Reading how he had seduced my mother had given me chills. I felt like I was going to vomit. I closed the book, then sat there with my eyes closed, feeling ill. "Gianna?" Tasmine asked in concern. "You don't look very well." "What is wrong?" I heard Atheria's voice coming from behind us. Tasmine quickly explained that I had been reading my mother's diary aloud...
THE PRESENT: We left early the next morning, just after the sun had started to rise. I thought about trying to read further into my mother's journal as we travelled, but I decided that it would be better to keep my attention on our surroundings. After all, I reasoned, with the Magus surely looking to kill us before we could rescue Lucas, it would only benefit us if we all kept our eyes and ears open. When I mentioned that to Val, the dark elf gave me a shrug. "It is funny," she said,...
THE PRESENT: "She is the queen of what?" Val asked. Tasmine looked just as surprised as Val and I did. Except for Atheria. She leaned back and looked puzzled, stroking her chin thoughtfully. "She is the Queen of the Dragons," Sheperd repeated. "No, she is not a true dragon, if that's what you're wondering." "Then how can she be a queen to you?" Tasmine asked, perplexed. "It is a long story," Sheperd told us, "and I was not there for it. Perhaps you could ask someone who was...
"You know what to do with the three of them," Dred said to his minions. The creatures seized Tasmine, Atheria, and Val, leading them over to the "X" shaped metallic panels that stood beside the firepit. He walked over to where I stood at the cage that held Lucas. He smiled at me, and it was not unkind, like I would have expected from one so evil. He opened his arms to hug me, and I backed away, right into Beltrand, who grabbed the sides of my arms. Dred stared at me, disappointment...
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