Shayla walked among her creation, appreciating what she had created. She stopped to smell the sweet, exotic flowers in the forest. The suns shined down with a soft, warm glow, bathing her flawless ashen skin in their soft light. It warmed her heart to feel the delicate silken petals between her fingers, and to smell the sweet aroma. She gently plucked the lavender orchid, taking enough stem to thread it through her waist length, curly white hair, and tucked it behind her long and tall pointed ear. The enticing smell tingled her senses. Coupled with the warmth of the glow of the suns upon her nude body, the experience was enough to make her feel a little moist. She reached down and touched herself, slipping a long delicate finger between her folds, and fondled herself. She leaned against the smooth bark of a large tree, slid down to a spread legged sitting position. She allowed her long and thickly lashed eyelids to close, as her mouth fell slightly open, thoroughly enjoying the sens

Shareen entered the hut, her eyes adjusting to the darkness and searching until she found her sister standing by the bed. Shayla stood there literally panting, staring down at the large man lying prone and naked on the bed. As Shareen's eyes took in the giant elf, she surveyed his body. He had short, wavy white hair, a chiseled face, tall upswept pointed ears, a straight nose, and a golden stud piercing his left eyebrow. "Mmm...very handsome indeed...and much bigger than your usual creations."She continued to survey the male. His skin was a couple of shades darker than Shayla's, and his arms were well muscled, covered in sleeves of white inked tattoos of runes that marked him as Shayla's chosen champion. Her eyes roamed over his well defined abdomen, and down to his manhood, and her eyes widened. "By the Dead Eighty-eight!" She went to reach down and caress it, when Shayla froze her with a glare. "I thought you wanted Malkym!"Shareen froze mid-reach and straightened back up. "I DO!

Once all was said and done, the elves were in high spirits. I had delivered on my promise, and every one of them felt avenged. The most elderly among them was certain that the spirits of the fallen smiled down upon me. I didn't necessarily take great pleasure in what I had done. I just felt that I did what I'd had to do to right a wrong by exacting an eye for an eye styled vengeance.Most elves were kindly and gentle by nature. They only killed what they planned to eat, and often did that with great sorrow in their hearts. They weren't violent, typically didn't believe in fighting, and even, when the orcs first appeared, tried to befriend them. In turn, the orcs viewed them as a weak, and easily conquerable people. If the races of elves were going to survive, they were going to have to develop a darker nature.We gathered weapons to arm those willing and able to fight, and gathered all of the unclaimed loot into a large chest. Some of those who wouldn't be fighting volunteered to carr

When I awoke in the morning, my armor was piled neatly on one side of the desk, and some very fine clothing was piled on the other side. I didn't have to guess who had picked them out. They appeared to be brand new, and the blue of the gemmed buttons and embellishments matched her eyes exactly.I didn't foresee needing to wear any armor today, so I opted for the steelsilk garments instead. The tunic was a deep blue with silver threading and buttons. The breeches were black, tied up in the front, and had the same silver threading and buttons. The boots were between my calves and knees in height, with wide flared cuffs that turned down, made of black suede with sapphire gemmed silver buckles, with hardened leather soles.The belt was thick black leather, and tied through a wide silver buckle, inscribed with protection runes, and had a dozen sapphires encrusted around the edge. Near the pile of clothes, was a black, silver threaded dagger sheath, with a silver and sapphire encrusted tie

I exited the temple, seeing my entourage, but not really seeing them. I began walking towards the eastern gate, and my entourage fell into step behind me.I glanced up at the sky as I walked through the gates. The second sun was about to set. I looked out at the clearing, but it was anything but clear now.It sounded like a battle of massive scale was under way. I could hear shouts, metal ringing against metal, hammering, shouted orders, and there were hundreds of men training. Workers were busy constructing a wooden palisade around the training grounds. Fires were burning to give more light, and hundreds of tents had been pitched in the furthest corner.Suddenly a young officer, apparently a trainer shouted, "No! No. NO! Not like THAT!" He ran over to the young recruit. "Like THIS!" He proceeded to demonstrate a maneuver, then stepped back. "Now try is again!"It was impressive to say the least. All of these recruits, and even starting to build fortifications, as well as training bei