A Grand Tomorrow (For BubbleLord)

[Floozer]

Selena holds on tight and nods her head "I will keep them off as best I can!" She says, mighty tail at the ready to swat at bandits.

Erica and Byra pull off to the side, hunkering down and getting off their lizards.

Zephyr lets out a war cry and charges into the bandits, jumping off her lizard and drawing her sword and shield. the first bandits gets his face caved in by her shield and she parries an in coming strike after that. Her lizard, loyal and deadly, hisses at the bandits and claws them them with long blade like claws.

 

[BubbleLord]

Zephyr was proving herself, though he couldn't help but have his doubts. The fatherly instincts might have been different since he had all of her siblings sucking or riding his cock, but he was worried for her. With the aid of Selena, swinging his axe out, he cut down one of the nearest bandits before making his own decision.

"Here!" He handed Selena the reins, climbing up and leaping off to the ground. She had grip which meant she could ride atop the creature and swing her massive tail without worrying for Orval. And once he was on the ground, Orval knew exactly what he had to do, looking among the many faces to try and find some indication of a leader. The bear-kin was thankfully safe near his daughter and her lizard, but until he put an end to the leader then they had to deal with the bandits high numbers...

 

[Floozer]

The andits ranged in all heights and builds, but none of them were bandit leader material. He doesn't have much time to think before three bandits are on top of him, one taking a swing with a large mace while the others circle around to cut off escape routes.

Zephyr is holding her own and her lizard is certainly doing its best to keep her safe as well. Sadly, the bandits have also moved in toward Erica and Byra, the former of whom is fighting them off with her short sword as best she can.

 

[BubbleLord]

Cursing his luck, Orval ducked the mace and cut across with a swing of his axe. Not a fatal blow, but one to crumble the opponent. There wasn't time to try and protect Zephyr entirely... he shoulder-checked one bandit to push through toward the pair of femboys.

"Hold on you two! I'm coming!"

 

[Floozer]

In his distracted state, Orval fails to notice one of the many bandits barrel straight into him, sending both of them to the ground before a firm punch connect with his jaw "Hahaha! you got more on your plate buddy!"

In the distance it is obvious the bandits are just playing with the girly boys, taking mock strikes at Erica as she tries to keep them back with her blade.

Zephyr is slowly being pushed back by the tide as she tries to keep the bandits away from her bear and Selena has been nocked from her mount, leaving her on the floor to defend herself.

 

[BubbleLord]

Cursing as he's knocked to the ground, Orval looks around at their efforts with a curse under his breath. Things were going downhill fast. Grasping a handful of grass after getting a solid punch, he morphed the sharp blades into metal fragments before smacking the bandit. It cut his hand up, but the bandit's face was practically torn to shreds.

"Fucking curs! I'm going to fuck the survivors and rape the rest of your families! Leave my family alone!"

Even though he hadn't got up yet, he threw his axe into one of the bandits near Selena. He wasn't sure how so many closed in on them, but the mercenary and soldier inside Orval refused to lose. Reaching over to take a club from a fallen, bandit, he got to his feet again with his free hand rubbing his chin. Changing small objects wasn't taking a heavy toll on him, so he could use his magic for some time more, but he wasn't sure if he could fight and save everyone before the enemy took hostages. It was forcing him to react and fight, clobbering a bandit to the ground so hard the club cracked its reinforced wood.

 

[Floozer]

The bandit who got the grass blades in his face screamed an unholy noise as he rolled to the ground, clutching his shredded mug. The second bandit side stepped his axe which went hurling through the air and eventually got stuck in the floor. The last bandits shoulder was promptly shattered by the clubs impact, sending him to the floor in a screaming mess of pain. Now that Orvall looked about, he saw that most of the bandits were using blunt weapons... they wanted captives.

Zephyr was constantly on the defensive now, fighting off one bandit after the next while her lizard watched her back for any sneaky attacks. Selena was holding up fairly well, swiping at anyone dumb enough to get into striking range of her massive tail.

However... in battles there is never a clear victor as both sides suffer losses and the tell tail scream followed by the sound of a blade hitting the floor let Orval know exactly what was happening. Erica now stood unarmed, her blade several feet away. In seconds the two were swarmed, being man handled and dragged away while their lizards were kept at bay with spears and torches.

 

[BubbleLord]

Looking to the sight of his two slaves being stolen, Orval's eyes showed his moment of weakness. One of his closest slaves was one of the two being stolen, the slave he'd committed to loving and fucking for the rest of his life. The grip on the damaged club tightened, Orval letting out a roar as he smashed the head of the downed bandit to silence him for good. Raising it again, he rushed and shoulder checked one of the bandits between him and his daughter, throwing the club at the man she had been fighting before tackling another that had been waiting for his chance to get at the daughter of Bella. She'd see the blood, the rage, and the teeth of her father as be did something he'd not done in a long time. Biting the bandit he held down on the neck, he tore the man's throat out with his teeth, pulling a knife meant for cutting fruit from his belt before turning it toward the bandits.

"Leave my daughter alone! I'll fucking kill every last one of you! I'll save Byra and Erica and kill each and every last one of you!"

The man was losing his grip, staggering to his feet with blood still on his face. He felt his magic wanting to morph him into something different, to fight against all the odds. If he allowed it to do so, there was no telling what he would become... so all he could do was raise the knife while stepping back toward his daughter.

"Zephyr, get on the lizard and take your bear-kin friend! Save Selena and run! Run as fast as you can to the estate, do you understand!?"

 

[Floozer]

"What?!" She screamed while decking another bandit with her shield "Are you mad father?! You wont stand a chance! And what about the other two?! I can still fight!" She said while sliding to the side and blocking a hit meant for Orval.

 

[BubbleLord]

[Christmas with Orval: Fighting bandits]

His eyes looked to his daughter, then to the bandits ahead as he parried one bandit's blade with the knife and stabbed him in his neck a moment later.

"I know I can't take all of them on... but I can't risk you all getting captured as well! There's too many for us to fight off! I'll be fine, now go! Go get Eleanor and your sisters! With her, you'll find us! I promise!"

Looking toward one bandit rushing his daughter's flank, he threw the knife low to make him dodge away. Turning back to the still-rushing crowd, Orval did the unthinkable. He leaped forward at them and changed his clothing mid-jump to the density of armor. The extreme amount of magic necessary was too much for the still inexperienced magic-user, but the result was him slamming into a group of guys with many hundreds of pounds of force. It was hopefully going to knock a big enough hole for his daughter to run, or perhaps show him how she could turn such odds... but there wasn't much choice. Chasing the bandits down wasn't an option since they didn't know these lands well enough or have a skilled tracker. They needed someone to be captured... someone Eleanor could track down magically.

 

[Floozer]

Zephyr grits her teeth, grabs her bear and jumps up onto her lizard, flicking the reigns and taking off at top speed. She does a drive by and scoops up Selena, the other three lizards quickly fall in line and run after Zephyr to get away from the carnage.

Orval is surrounded, unarmed and will soon be magically exhausted. Alone and without an out, he is quickly overwhelmed and knocked out by a club to the back of his head.


Time trickles by and Orval soon finds himself waking up with a splitting head ache. His wounds have been tended to, his hands tied behind his back, shackles around his ankles and is laying on the floor of a cave in what seems to be a self made prison cell. The room outside his cell is light up by a few torches, has a table and a few chairs in the cneter, but is other wise emtpy.

 

[BubbleLord]

Stirring and coming to in such a different place was... unexpected. However, the new scenery gave him some hope. He had been captured and saw his daughter escape. With luck, she got away and would be getting help. Touching the bindings, he wondered if he could change the material and break free... but breaking free so fast wouldn't be wise. His magic felt weak, still recovering, which meant he needed the perfect window. Stuck in a cell, even one so shoddy, meant there were still probably a few doors and guards to tear through. For now, he was stuck waiting.

"I want to speak to someone! Who the fuck are you bandits to mess with me!? Where are the women you captured!?"

 

[Floozer]

his response was only silence for the longest time before the door at the far end of the room clicked and in walked a large dog-kin man. Judging by the keys on his belt, the jailor "Bout time you woke your sorry ass up. Gave us a real spot of trouble catching you and your bitches. Shame some of them got away...." He says with a sneer.

 

[BubbleLord]

"A dog-kin calling my ass sorry? I've fucked plenty of dog-kin like you into my personal sluts."

Slowly getting up, a task quite difficult thanks to his shackles, he was about the same height but still shorter. Maybe he did need to make himself even bigger, perhaps big enough he could make Grunder appear like his bottom bitch even without a feminine form.

"Who is it you work for? I assume a mutt as large as you has a boss... and this is the only chance I'm giving you all to negotiate our release without killing most of you and enslaving the rest. I'm sure the body count we made is more than just trouble... especially since I've got even more daughters just as capable as the one who cut down so many of your men. You know, the one who got away and is likely gathering my harem and ally to come kill all of you?"

 

[Floozer]

The dog kin howls with laughter, slapping his knee and snorting as he wipes a tear away "Oh man... you talk a lot of shit for a guy who is stuck right now! Your fancy magic isn't going to help you moron. Can't you feel the ring on your finger? Yea, nullify ring, can't be taken off without the second ring which is... oh yea, on the bosses hand! you aren't nothing but a crazy bitch right now. But that is fine, you should fetch a lovely price on the market."

He moves over and sits down at the table. "you don't need to know the bosses name, won't change anything for you. Though I should say thank you... those two bitch boys are lovely additions to the camp!"

 

[BubbleLord]

He couldn't use magic? Orval wasn't pleased to hear that, but he wasn't going to do a damn thing about it.

"You know, Eleanor is really going to love it when she finds you holding us hostage. I imagine she'll want to fuck you to death... or maybe just spare you and force all of you to serve her. Using Byra and Erica, however? That earned you a spot in my book of people to break."

Lowering to sit down, his eyes studied the dog-kin. The shackles would likely make it impossible to fight even if he were able to break the bindings on his wrists... but it was clear he'd need to meet the boss if he wanted any shot at getting out of here.

"Bring your boss here. Until then, you can go suck her dick like a good puppy. Go lick the pile of wounded we gave you... I'm sure they can attest to just how badly you fucked up by starting this fight. Beating me was one thing... but you won't win. Even if it costs me my life, my daughter will come and kill you. Or, maybe, one of my other children. I made sure to knock-up my snake-kin wife last night... a two-dicked snake-kin would probably make you beg to be fucked. She wasn't even armed or trained to fight and beat plenty of your people down. Heh... I bet if we have a son he'll likely come out with even bigger dicks thanks to my magic tampering on myself... he'd really ream you good if your boss or I don't."

 

[Floozer]

He rolls his eyes "yeesh, you really like to talk don't you? Blah blah this, bleh bleh that. Do you ever shut up? Geeze I hope those slavers from Uladoon get here sooner rather than later... sell your petty ass and be done with it. If you want to be angry at anyone, get angry at the guys currently balls deep in those sluts. I'm just the jailor, lucky to get sloppy seconds... or anything at all."

he puts his feet up on the table and leans back in his chair "So why don't you just can the mighty man act. We both know you are just as fucked and buggered as your bitch boys."

 

[BubbleLord]

The name Uladoon sounded familiar. Had that been where his new bitch-slaver was from? This would work out if so... he had his fingers deep in that slaver even without a collar.

"Well, we'll see. Go suck them off, Jailor. Get some practice in for later."

 

[Floozer]

"Whatever. I am not leaving if that is what you are aiming for. I am the jailor.... I stay here to keep an eye on dumb shits like you."

The door suddenly opens and in walks another bandit, a human man "Hey, boss wants to see you... and the meat."

"Ugh.. already?"

"You wanna bitch to the boss?"

"Fine fine..." He gets up and opens Orval's cell, grabbing him by the arms and hauling him up and out "Try anything and I knock you out again. got it?"

 

[BubbleLord]

"No worries. I won't embarrass you for being too cowardly to fight in the suicide bunch."

Moving with the clearly bitch of a jailor, he had to hold his breath that maybe the boss would understand how fucked this group was if they kept on this path...

 

[Floozer]

Again the jailor just rolls his eyes and shoves Orval along. they head out of the room and down a long cave hallway before stepping out into the main camp. It was actually less of a camp and more of a small town with tents and cabins set up everywhere and tall wooden walls set up around it... this might be more than just some mindless bandits.

his viewing is cut short as he is shoved forward and brough through the camp. For the most part the bandits are just hanging around, sharpening their various tools and weapons, chopping fire wood and any other task one would do while at home. They eventually reach the center of camp where a very large tent is set up... lewd moans and noises pouring from inside it. The clear voice of Byra ringing in Orval's ears makes it obvious where she is now.

Again he is hustled along and brought to the very back of the camp where a large wooden house has been set up. Sitting out front of it is a tall lizard kin... or something else as scaley wings sit on his back, a long spiked tail hangs above his rump and he is adorned in half plate armor.

"Not every day a slave lord falls into one of my traps.... you must not be one of the smart ones." He comments without looking up.

 

[BubbleLord]

Studying the bandit lord, he had to admit he was impressed. He'd expected someone more fuckable than some monster of a reptile-kin.

"I don't have many people stupid enough to attack me since I serve a powerful woman by the name of Eleanor. She's likely on her way here... but it won't matter. I fought as a mercenary long enough to know that you'd not hurt me... you can't be as stupid as your mutt to think a slave lord would travel so lightly without a way to be aided or saved. I feel bad for your men fucking my two women. They'll be ones not spared because of my friend's views on raping her allies."

 

[Floozer]

"Oh yes.... I know of that Eleanor woman. Been making a lot of noise recently... starting up her own little village by the looks of things. If you belong to her.... then she would likely pay a high price for your return. If you think that you can scare me with big talk... you might as well save your breath. I fear nothing... not even death." He says, finally looking up at Orval and showing his bright green eyes... one of which has a scar over it, rendering it useless. "If she is on her way... then that saves me lots of trouble, just have to wait for her to get here. As for the ones fucking your bitches... well... too bad for them then." He says with a shrug, not really seeming to care about their fate.

 

[BubbleLord]

"She won't pay."

It wasn't a statement made boldly, the man looking to the dog-kin then to the drake.

"In fact... the reason you don't care is likely why. She's not likely to just pay for me and my slaves and walk away. All of my daughters would be enough to wipe your faction out of this territory alone. The only way you profit and keep doing business is if you unwind me and we talk business. Whether you care for your men or not doesn't matter... but my children won't forgive you even if I walk out of here. Death isn't worth fearing... but a life being the plaything of kobolds would be. Trust me... I mated with one and have a handful of scaled mutt daughters who'd kill a village of men with how horny they could be without me reigning them in."

 

[Floozer]

"So... what your saying is... you are not a bargaining chip. She won't pay for you and thus holding onto you is a waste of time?" He asks with raised brows.

 

[BubbleLord]

"If you think that reason to kill me, you'd be wrong. It'd be more accurate that as a bargaining chip, I'm not worth cash. I'm worth value trading me for the survival of all this fun you have. No gold she'll trade you will be valuable if we kill all of you afterward."

 

[Floozer]

"Man... you are really full of yourself and this Eleanor woman. Kill all these guys? Sure, more will come. Each and every one of them knows the risks of staying in my hold. You either make it big or fall to the side like everyone else." He walks forward and looks down at Orval "I don't do business with people at my mercy. When this big bad lady shows up... then we can talk. But unless you have some big old plan you want to share... I am just goign to shove you back in that cell till she gets here."

 

[BubbleLord]

"Ha. Fine." He turned, knowing that talking to these bandits further was a waste of breath. Time to have patience... back in his cell, of course.

 

[Floozer]

So Orval was sent back to his cell and left there. For three days he was fed slop, slop and only slop. Most likely the mashed together remains of whatever the bandits didn't finish... but it was better than starving. his clothes were dirty and damaged, he was unwashed and ragged... but finally some good news came.

The door opened and in walked the jailor... followed by Eleanor herself looking really... really... REALLY pissed off.

"Orval... are you unharmed?"

 

[BubbleLord]

With how he'd been in a cell treated like an animal, the food he had made him look rough. It didn't help he couldn't shave the whole time, his face sporting a thin but poorly groomed beard. His eyes looked up to Eleanor, putting on the smallest of smiles to try and comfort her.

"I've been better... there's a lot of these scum I'd rather kill for what they did to Byra... and maybe Erica. I haven't seen or heard from the two since being brought here. That jailor there tried to get me to suck his cock, too... don't guess I can get him to suck me off, can I?"

Coughing, he knew the lie was poor... but his good attitude had gone by now. It wasn't sanitary being stuck in the cell... and being apart from one of the slaves he felt closest to, knowing she was being raped, had taken its toll. If his magic had been active, it'd likely have changed him to have a grey streak in his hair to reflect the mental stress he'd suffered.

"Tell me you're getting me and them out of here... at least them, right? Is Zephyr... is my daughter okay? Selena, too? I... I did what I could to make sure they got away... can't know for sure if they were the ones who had you come get me... that bear-kin daughter of mine..."

He'd said the last part, hoping that it'd reveal if this was the real Eleanor or not. Paranoia was a healthy habit when one had no reason to trust everyone who walked inside by just looks alone. Even when desperate as he was for any news or aid...