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    death raider

    Thalmor Ambassador
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    Kiss of Death

    Story:

    A slave trade has been made especially to enslave girls. These girls are tortured and forced to work. Some die of starvation some die of the pain from working, but a new girl has been brought in and she's not allowing any of this madness to happen to her and she has made it her task to end this slavery once and for all, she is even willing to risk her own life for this cause if she does it with others or alone. Lena is the girls name and she is ready to kill all that get in her way, she is determined, devious and dangerous so a message to all, watch your back or prepare to die!.

    Rules:

    1. No godding (outrageously over powered characters), no killing forum members characters (unless expressly agreed upon by all players involved), or saying so and so robs store of all goods, ruining the experience of other people. No being a Dragonborn either, in public neutral threads in the story of Skyrim they are very rare, thus it would be un-fair to have one person be a Dragonborn and be able to use Shouts so easily


    2. No profanity. in public "neutral threads"

    3. All posts should be relevant to the RP, except for stuff in Out of Character comments <example> OOC: I need to go to sleep now, my character will just go along with whatever you guys decide.

    4. If somebody leaves due to circumstances similar to the example in rule#4 you cannot say that, the player who just left gives away all their gold. You can only make decisions like whether to go to the cave or the orc camp and stuff like that.

    5.When playing you need someone to give out a quest or sell items or something like that you may make an "NPC" character, do not make a character card for an NPC. Just do something like this.
    Example: Shopkeeper: What can i do for you mighty adventurer?
    Player: I need some new armor.
    Shopkeeper: Why sure, our smith just forged some yesterday.

    6. "Duels" or player battles, have to be agreed upon by all players involved.

    7. If not a member, your comments on story progression can be posted by replying to its OOCthread

    8. Swearing is allowed.

    9. No ranting or raving

    Cast:
    death raider- Lena- Admin
    Boudica- Agvald White Wolf- OP
    Ovalteenies- Lea Sunkiss- OP
    Bambi- Nallia
    meben15- Jaygue
    LongestSkies- Dove
    Parven- Desini
    R'alle- R'alle
    Isara12- Zaia Kureha
    AerinBenoch- Rona
    Conquers- Ysabeth Jend
    Lyron Dryearmitore- Mariah Huninddare
     

    death raider

    Thalmor Ambassador
    Lena stood still as a statue her body limp and it ached all over. Her life had been awful and pointless, but now she was in hell. She stood waiting for her name to be called as it was morning register which was made to make sure no one had escaped, but Lena thought it was stupid and rediculous having a morning register as she had heard it was impossible to escape considering guards patroled the place 24/ 7 and apparently a few girls tried to dig a hole out, but the people who own this slave camp obviouslyu knew people would try to escape that way so they placed spikes underground to make it impossible to get out that way.
     

    Boudica

    English Yao Ming
    Agvald awoke in his separate chamber that he owned as a privilege of guarding this den of immorality. The woman who shared the furs with him hadn't stirred as of yet and he turned so he could run his fingers lightly upon her body; tracing the voluptuous curve of her form. She stirred awake as he laid his trailing hand on her tanned shoulder and gently turned her towards him with a contented sigh passing her full lips. They shared a kiss in their morning embrace before another bandit, dirty and loud, pushed aside the hanging fur that separated Agvalds chamber from the rest of the cave and entered rather brashly.

    "White Wolf, you up!?"

    The rude interruption caused the kiss to break with a shout of shock from Astrid as she now hurried to cover her naked form with something. Agvald, wearing thin cotton pants, sighed in irritation and swung his legs over the bedside - casting an annoyed look at the interfering 'co-worker'. The bandit gulped and tried to keep his eyes from wandering to Astrid as she tied her loose auburn hair up and held a fur hide around herself for cover, but eventually he spoke to an increasingly irritable Agvald;

    "Um..Boss wants to speak with ya...your shift at the register...sir..." he added the term as if to soothe Agvalds notorious temper, and it also reflected how he was seen as something a little more important than an average bandit.

    The tall nord rubbed the back of his neck as he stayed on the bed, "Tell him I'll be with him shortly."
    After receiving the answer, the bandit still lingered by the fur separated, before Astrid hurled some choice words at him for his roving eyes and he departed, slowly, but at least he left.

    Agvald rubbed his face with a calloused hand and was soon aware of two feminine hands on his shoulders as the Imperial crawled up behind him, "do you have to go?"
    He didn't want to go and look at those girls again, lining up in their rags and working till they collapsed...but...
    "Yes..."

    Astrid lingered a chaste kiss on his neck as he got up to change, tugging on his boots, pulling his clothes and armour over his head and up his legs and finally, attaching his weapon belts. Astrid watched him intently as he changed and played with her thick auburn hair nonchalantly and when she looked away for a second and then looked back, she was soon pulled into another kiss and left with the words, "I'll see you back here tonight."

    So, with that he left and joined the others giving register, taking one of the pieces of parchment and rolling the names off - crossing the ones who had died since yesterday off the list with thick charcoal lines.
     

    Parven

    Harbinger of Nocturnal
    Desini stood in the crowd waiting for her name she was unable to stand alone so the two girls next to her were helping her to stand. These bandits did nothing but violate her since she was captured all she wanted to do was go home
     

    death raider

    Thalmor Ambassador
    Lena waited for a while longer getting seriously bored and she felt the need to sit down and rest, but she had a long tressful day ahead having to work her ass off to get a measly bit of food. She was about to fall to the floor when her name was finally called.
    "Lena, Lena!" the guard called out, but Lena was so frustrated with this whole thing she refused to tell him she was here.
    " Lena! Answer now or suffer the consiquences!" the guard shouted his voice filled with malise and hatred.

    " How can I suffer any more?" Lena muttered under her breath. Suddenly the guard stopped in his track and turned towards Lena.
    " Oh crap!" Lena said angrily as the guard came face to face with Lena.
    " You girl are new so make sure that you do what any of us tell you to do or something bad might happen." The guard said glaring at Lena.
    " Fine what ever you say!" Lena said sarcasticly soon regretting what she said when her eye was punched by the guards fist.
    " Thats for your cheek!" the guard said turning away and began carrying on with the register leaving Lena on the floor in agony.
     

    Parven

    Harbinger of Nocturnal
    Desini noticed the punch and quickly ran forward to Lena she placed a hand on her shoulder "are you okay she" whispered into Lena ear as her hand starts to light up with restoration magic "don't worry what ever the guards do to you I will heal any physical pain and be there to talk" says Desini as she heals Lena's eye.
     

    Boudica

    English Yao Ming
    "Desin-" Agvald began before witnessing the violent act on the girl and he was over in less than a minute, shoving the shoulder of the perpetrator in an open act of Agvalds passive aggressiveness.
    "Wha-" he started angrily before noticing who he was talking back to, and he quickly fell in line.
    "Boss says not to ruin the goods Snowshod, so, unless you're asking for a blade through you...?"
    "Nonono-" Snowshod replied hastily, trying to laugh it off but not catching a glimpse of amusement in Agvalds eyes, " was just, just...eh...y'know, straightening out that attitude," he cast an angry glance back at Lena. "Clients won't want to buy disobedient goods,"

    "They won't want damaged goods either, so refrain from your idiotic outbursts in future!" Then, he shoved Snowshod down the line to continue, embarrassed and humiliated, as Agvald continued with his 'job'. He passed Lena, but simply told her to get up or otherwise stay there to starve...
     

    Aerin

    IOK's Token Brit
    Rona looked around, her feet already aching from standing. Holding her head high she refused to seem weak in front of the men that stood on guard around the room. Trying to hold back the tears that wanted to fall she wondered what her parents would think if they knew what had happened.

    Tugging the rags closer to her body to try hide her figure she wondered if she'd ever be free of this hell. It was only her first week and already her new "lifestyle" was having an effect on her. Catching sight of one of the guards he winked at her, gesturing at her in a way that made her skin crawl. Dropping her gaze to the floor she tried to smother the fear that she felt at his look. She could still feel his hands grabbing her from the day before. Taking a deep breath she raised her head, hoping that despite her small size she seemed proud and fearless, like her mother.

    Seeing the girl fall to the floor brought back her reality and she suppressed a sob, hoping the girl got back up. So many never did.
     

    Bambi

    Active Member
    Nallia had gotten herself into a lot of stupid, painful and genuinely horrible situations lately but this is by far the worst. She feels so exposed standing there without her bow and armour. She isn't a fan of crowds at the best of times, but with a group of women constantly around her, and bandits watching her every move - it made her feel queasy. Some of the women in the group were barely out of their childhood.

    She watches the violent scene ensue and winces, looking away as the girl is punched. Nallia knew better than to speak up, to defend the innocent in this sort of situation, but guilt still fills her for not helping out.

    Agvald's temper doesn't sit well with her. Today it had helped put one of the bandits in line, but what about later? What if one of the girls angered him, would he lash out at her, kill her?
     

    Parven

    Harbinger of Nocturnal
    Desini walks back to where she was standing reflecting on the years she had been here before fighting back a sob her eyes no longer gray but a deep purple through Mara's help she regained her eyesight not that would help in this situation
     

    death raider

    Thalmor Ambassador
    Lena looked to see gazing eyes at her limp defenceless body and she noticed another woman helping her,but Lena felt a slight feel of guilt as this girl who was helping her could be risking her life to heel Lena's wound which she couldn't cover up as being painful.
    " Thanks, but... I don't want to get you in trouble so just please leave me alone." Lena said lowering her gaze from the girl to still see staring eyes and she also watched as a guard walked past her and made an uncomical remark about starving.

    Lena got up reluctantly, the pain still surging through her weak body, her beaten eye still throbbing. Lena brushed the dirt off her rags even though it was dirty before and even a wash wouldn't make a difference considering all the dirt it probably picked up over the years.
     

    Boudica

    English Yao Ming
    "Lena!" he called,
    "Desini!"
    "Nalia!"
    "Rona!"
    He wouldn't stop in front of them as he said their names, he simply continued down the line - giving half a minute for each answer...if they didn't respond within that time he'd mark them off as dead, yet the others were sure to double chck his list.
     

    Parven

    Harbinger of Nocturnal
    "Here" Desini says in a timid voice
    Trying to swallow her pride
     

    death raider

    Thalmor Ambassador
    " Here, but is it necessary to ask for our names..." Lena began, but soon shuttng up not wanting to get into even more trouble considering she had already been punched and given a black eye and it was only her second bloody day. Lena started to gwet restless and her legs her weakening under the strain of standing up.
     

    Boudica

    English Yao Ming
    "At least I'm giving you your name, " Agvald retorted with a nonchalant tone as he simply carried on with scrolling up the parchment and turning it over for more rows of names....
    He crossed off at least three, and he was nowhere near the end.
    Yet, he hid his disgust well, under a veneer of cold disinterest in the lives of these girls. Even when he saw sacks with corpses in them being hauled to the exit.
     

    Seanu Reaves

    The Shogun of Gaming
    Dove awoke only to find herslef bound into the back of a wagon. Curse you Ghubaric, Dove thought. After all our business dealings you betray me so. The bumpy road kept her from sleeping, but as they traveled her heard someone say words that chilled her.

    "Lights out little bird. Can't let you know where to fly away from."

    Dove felt something collide with the back of her head, and soon the world swam to black. Dove awoke in a cell, and she was furious. And it was more than she felt the dirt on her white hair. I will kill them all, Dove swore.
     

    death raider

    Thalmor Ambassador
    Lena just stood still wanting this hell to end, but she knew already that th eday will only bring more horrors and despair, her life was over how she knew and no one could dop anything. The thing she dreaded most was being sold to bandits and she knew what bandits do to their slaves, and all of those things were truly vile and just plain disgusting.
     

    Aerin

    IOK's Token Brit
    Rona jumped at the harsh call of her name, "Here." Her voice was weak, her throat raw from lack of water but she knew she had to respond quickly. She looked to the elf girl, the girl who'd been struck. She couldn't understand why she would lash against the guards so much. It would only get her killed after all. All Rona could hope for was that she'd be sold to someone who wasn't a monster. If she behaved maybe things wouldn't be so bad.

    Looking at the man reading their names...Agvald she thought...he terrified her. He was the one she feared most. She had seen his temper and she knew she would do anything to avoid that anger being aimed at her.
     

    death raider

    Thalmor Ambassador
    (OCC: I'm going off now, but you can carry on the story without me so you can just end register when the time is right and you can just say you start work or something like that so night everyone and thanks for posting :))
     

    Boudica

    English Yao Ming
    (( Night Death ;D ))

    Agvald reached the end of the line of trembling girls and the end of the names that had started to blur into one another before his eyes. He climbed the shoddy wooden steps and stood on the small platform, leaning on the fence around it. A bandit at the other end did the same and raised a hand, to which Agvald responded with a raised hand.
    He resumed leaning on the wooden fence, overseeing, as he left it up to th other bandit to bark harsh orders at the girls,

    "Alright dogs! To work with you! If your back doesn't hurt then you haven't been working hard enough!"

    Agvald retired to one of the chairs on the platform, his sword on his lap and a bottle of mead to his lips.
     
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