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STEEL AND FLESH HOPE RESTORED
Prince Elrond paced to and fro, inside his bed chamber. He was restless due to excessive worry because his wife and his youngest son had contracted the Skaezer the day before yesterday.He prayed to his gods to grant Lord Mordian, and the squad he took to Goreland to be successful in their quest for the Badorna lotus. Although he prayed, but he struggled to ward off doubts of their success.At last he took a seat on one of his stools inside the chamber, but that did not calm him down and he did not maintain the sitting position for long.He jerked off his seat, and moved to his window were he began to peer at the busy environs just outside the walls of the palace, checking to see if he would recognize any of his spies, or messengers, that would come running down to the palace gates with news concerning the Badorna lotus.He stood there at his window peering for sometime, and when his legs began to ache, he rushed to get a stool and sat on it while he continued to look searchingly at t
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It had been two days ever since the Badorna lotus was brought to Pinkiland, and with the help of Lagnin and Hoglor, the purple hued Lilies were liquefied and turned into fluid antidotes as they had expected. With that done, it was then administered to those that were infected with the Skaezer. The curative effect of the Badorna lotus was very rapid because those that were administered with the syrup that was made from the lotus plant, attested to the positive effect of the antidote because they felt stronger, healthier and their fleshly wounds began to heal, however that was after each and everyone of them puked out some ugly contents from their stomachs which some of the elves attributed the cause of the infection to.With the cure for the dreaded plague now in Pinkiland, there was celebration all over the city, however the infected trolls, goblins, and dwarves that were hovering outside the city were now let into Pinkiland, and they were also administered the antidote.Meanwhile at
STEEL AND FLESH LOVE AND LUST 1
Romeo laid down on a pallet bed, while he was busy reading one of the pieces of poetry that Lord Mordian had written. It was an interesting piece, and he found great pleasure reading it.Coupled with the reading of the poetical piece, he recited the wordings time and time again, smiling satisfactorily, each time he had reached the conclusion of the seemingly marvelous work of poetry, written by Lord Mordian.He soon stopped reciting the poetry piece and moved up to the wooden table very close to the bed and carried another literary piece which was contained inside a papyrus roll. The literary piece was about the tales of the Vannio brothers, a work of fiction written by Cedric Maino, one of the most incredible dramatists, that all of the Azarian world had ever seen. Cedric Maino was a Bauthinian playwright, whose skill for writing plays and poetry made him very famous, rich, and well travelled because his talent was in high demand. His plays entertained emperors, kings, high lords, pr
STEEL AND FLESH LOVE AND LUST 2
Klara was shocked to her bone marrow, when she heard Romeo say that. "What - what did you say?" She asked, as she was filled with great disbelief at what she had heard. She was quite aware of Romeo's crush on her because it was very obvious, with his body movements and behaviours showing special preference towards her, but she struggled to understand what happened to Romeo that he was able to muster such courage and boldness towards her, even when he was aware that she was advanced in age. Romeo was silent for a while, but after about four heartbeats, he broke his silence. "I said that you are very beautiful, and in all my life, I have never seen such beauty as that which I behold at this very moment." He said affectionately, looking straight into her eyes.Her heart plummeted and she froze, fixing a skeptical gaze at the teenager. "Well thank you." She managed to say, putting up a flirtatious smile at Romeo. Although Klara had heard lots of heartwarming compliments from many makes,
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"But wait Romeo, not so fast." She halted the movement of his genitals towards her cunt. A confused expression swept across his face. "What is the matter Klara." He asked."Before you I let you put your thing inside me, I will like to get soft." She said lewdly.Romeo smiled sweetly at her, with his dimples sinking deep, right below his jaw. "You mean your part?""Yeees." She hissed."Okay, I am ready." He said, looking nonchalant.Klara furrowed her eyebrows in surprise. "How did you know what you are supposed to do you rotten laddie." She said jokingly."I peep and watch, a lot of times.""Really?""Yes.""Who - wait, is it who I am thinking it is?" She began to look a bit questionably at Romeo.Romeo laughed. "Of course, from who else could I learn how to become a man besides Lord Mordian.""Anyway let us quit discussing so you could get to work." Klara pulled her robe upwards, exposing her spotless beautiful thighs, leaving just her richly decorated purple loincloth which covered
STEEL AND FLESH THE THIRD CIVIL WAR: The begining
Still saddling on his horse, Lord Mordian glanced at the people that thronged the narrow streets. From the look of things, the people were elevated with joy, as their faces brightened with smiles, and laughter, It seemed like a new dawn was upon Pinkiland.The atmosphere was beautiful and friendly, unlike the times were almost every place in Pinkiland was dry, uncongenial, and a bit hostile. Elves, goblins, trolls and dwarves showed acts of benevolence towards each other, no doubt the Badorna lotus which was the cure for the dreaded and deadly Skaezer plague, was responsible for the pleasant panorama that caught Lord Mordian's gaze.The tradesmen - Carpenters, blacksmiths, fullers, potters and wheelwrights, wore genuine smiles on their faces as they happily applied effort to their various trades, while they received coin for their services, all thanks to the good number of customers, that trooped into their different shops and shades.Lord Mordian smiled satisfactorily at the sight, h
STEEL AND FLESH THE THIRD CIVIL WAR: A difficult personality
"I knew it." Lord Mordian whispered to himself."Did you just say something Lord Mordian?" Prince Elrond asked."Oh no, it is nothing - what I said does not concern what you said about King Arron Thickroar." Lord Mordian said, looking innocently at the elven prince.Prince Elrond then put up a long stare at him, looking searchingly at his eyes. "Is there something you know that we do not know?" He asked. "Or maybe there is something that you are hesitant to speak to us about."Lord Mordian's eyes moved to Galrut's direction, however Galrut refused to make an eye contact with him, thus he looked somewhere else. "Why do you ask?""Why I ask is not the problem, now answer the question would you?" He snapped.Lord Mordian was silent for about seven heartbeats. "What if I refuse to answer your question, what would you do to me?" He turned cold, putting up a daring stare at prince Elrond, clenching his jaw and caressing the silver shaft of his sword.Prince Elrond then rested his back on his
STEEL AND FLESH THE THIRD CIVIL WAR: A plan to strike first
Prince Elrond began to chuckle. "Ah Lord Mordian, you are a hard man to get into, I wonder why it is so difficult for you to talk, even when you are aware that I know everything you conceal from me.""Like I said before, it is a new trait of mine." He said. "And I love putting people in suspence.""You mean you prefer to be unpredictable?" Prince Gedd Bugbeard asked."Something like that." He replied dryly.Prince Bifur, prince Moka, and prince Gedd Bugbeard began to chuckle, only prince Elrond continued his steady gaze at Lord Mordian."However Lord Mordian, I hope your unpredictability is going to cause you to be efficient in the task we would require from you?" Said Lord Bifur."What task?" Lord Mordian sat up, and turned to prince Elrond, looking at him in askance."At the commencement of the civil war, we desire to make the first move to attack." Lord Moka said, taking time to pronounce each word.Lord Mordian creased his eyebrows, struggling to understand what Lord Moka was sayin
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EPILOGUE
Epilogue:Days had passed since Lord Mordian's successful but perilous attempt to harness the arcane forces and restore the fallen soldiers. The initial triumph had given way to a relentless and sinister consequence that now gripped him with an iron hold.Lord Mordian's once vibrant complexion had faded to a sickly pallor, his skin appearing almost translucent under the harsh daylight. Dark circles etched themselves beneath his eyes, marking the toll of sleepless nights and restless vigils.His once steady hands now trembled, the faint quiver betraying the constant strain he was under. His arms and legs felt as if they were aflame, an unrelenting burn that surged through his veins like molten lava. The physical torment was unceasing, a constant reminder of the power he had dared to command.The palms of his hands bore the brunt of the adverse effect. Sections of skin peeled away, leaving behind raw, tender patches that stung with every touch. Lord Mordian's fingertips were bliste
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SHADOWS OF DOUBT: BENEVOLENCE IN QUESTION
"In times of war, there must be consequences for actions taken," Bongan Rodbar's voice carried an air of authority as he addressed the captive commander. "You are responsible for the pain and suffering this invasion has brought upon these lands. And now, you must face the consequences.""I was carrying out my orders!" The chief commander replied coldly, with a malevolent look at Bongan Rodbar.Bongan Rodbar turned to Lord Mordian and Lord Barthine Loust, his eyes steady. "Gentlemen, as a symbol of justice and retribution, one of you may choose to deliver the final blow. The choice is yours."A heavy silence hung in the air as Lord Barthine Loust exchanged a contemplative look with Lord Mordian. Then, in a surprising turn of events, Lord Barthine Loust unfastened his own sword from his side and stepped forward, his eyes locked on Lord Mordian."Lord Mordian," he began, his voice carrying a weight of sincerity, "it is you who deserves this chance. For all you have done, and for what yo
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UNEXPECTED IDENTITY
As the dust began to settle on the battlefield, Lord Mordian and Lord Barthine Loust exchanged weary yet triumphant glances. The unexpected intervention of the Elerian warriors had turned the tide of battle in their favor, saving Prodloust from the clutches of Quanian annexation.Amidst the aftermath of the chaotic struggle, a presence drew their attention. Among the Elerian horsemen, a mounted soldier stood out, his demeanor exuding an air of command and authority. Even from a distance, it was clear that he was the leader of this formidable force, and his presence was a beacon of hope and strength.As the Bauthinian soldiers continued to regroup, Lord Mordian and Lord Barthine Loust's eyes were drawn to the mounted leader. His attire spoke of his status and prowess. He wore intricately designed chain mail that gleamed even in the dim moonlight, each link a testament to the craftsmanship that had gone into its creation. His helmet was a work of art in itself, adorned with elegant
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RENEWED VALOR TRIUMPH
With a fierce determination, Lord Barthine Loust carefully lowered Lord Mordian to the ground, his movements deliberate and calculated. His grip tightened around the hilt of his sword, the cold metal a comforting weight in his hand. As the two Quanian soldiers charged towards him, he took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest.Ducking beneath the first swing of a Quanian blade, Lord Barthine Loust's movements were fluid and precise. He sidestepped another strike, the air whistling as the enemy's weapon sliced through the space where he had been. His mind raced, analyzing every movement of his opponents, seeking out their vulnerabilities.With a swift motion, Lord Barthine Loust parried a blow and countered with a calculated strike of his own. His sword met the Quanian soldier's weapon with a resounding clash, the force of the impact reverberating through his arms. He lunged forward, his blade finding its mark and carving a deep gash across the soldier's chest.However,
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THE SIEGE OF PRODLOUST 7
Amidst the chaos, the spectral warriors led by Lord Barthine Loust and Gorloth charged into the heart of the Quanian forces with an otherworldly ferocity. Their armor gleamed with an ethereal radiance as they clashed with the enemy, cutting through the Quanian soldiers with unmatched skill and precision. The Bauthinian foot soldiers, who had been struggling earlier, were awestruck and filled with renewed hope as they witnessed the terrifying warriors with their haunting helmets fighting on their side.Amidst the clash of steel and the cries of battle, the Bauthinian soldiers couldn't believe their eyes. "Who are these warriors and why do they wear such haunting helmets?" one soldier exclaimed in disbelief. Another shouted, "We're not alone! They should be mercenaries hired by Lord Barthine Loust to help us defend our city!" The sight of these fearsome warriors turned the tide of morale, igniting a newfound fire within the Bauthinian ranks.Gorloth, with his long sword and battleaxe,
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THE SIEGE OF PRODLOUST 6
Amidst the sea of chaos and carnage, Lord Mordian's focus was unyielding, his sword an extension of his indomitable will. Every strike he made was a tribute to the countless lives he aimed to protect. As a Quanian soldier's shield smashed into his face, a blinding flash of pain erupted, and he staggered backward, his vision momentarily blurred.But even in the midst of this disorienting blow, his training and instincts took over. The burly Quanian soldier lunged at him, his swift movements designed to exploit the momentary weakness. Hammering blows rained down upon Lord Mordian, testing his defenses. Steel met steel as Mordian parried and blocked the onslaught, his muscles straining against the powerful attacks.With each parry, he calculated his opponent's movements, his mind racing even as the world spun around him. His resolve was unshaken, his determination unwavering. In a lightning-quick motion, he sidestepped an incoming strike, his body moving with a grace that belied the
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THE SIEGE OF PRODLOUST 5
As the evening wore on, the relentless exchange of missiles between Bauthinia and Quania showed no sign of abating. The darkening sky became a canvas for streaks of fire and trails of smoke as projectiles cut through the air with deadly precision. The grim toll of casualties mounted on both sides, with soldiers falling amidst the chaos, their battle cries drowned out by the cacophony of war.The Quanian siege towers, though battered by the unyielding Bauthinian artillery, continued their slow advance with an unwavering determination. The massive wheels of the towers rumbled over the rugged terrain, inching ever closer to the towering walls of Prodloust. The defenders of Bauthinia were caught in a cruel dilemma, torn between diverting their attention to the menacing siege towers and retaliating against the unrelenting Quanian artillery.The relentless onslaught from both sides created a maelstrom of confusion and chaos on the battlefield. The Bauthinian soldiers worked tirelessly,
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THE SIEGE OF PRODLOUST 4
As the battle raged on, the defenders of Bauthinia swiftly set their plan into motion. On the ramparts, soldiers bustled around three massive cauldrons perched above an open flames, the air thick with the acrid scent of boiling oil.With practiced precision, they worked to ensure the oil reached a searing temperature, its surface shimmering with the intense heat.Lord Mordian's voice carried across the ramparts, his tone firm and resolute. "Prepare to release the oil on my command!"Soldiers lined up along the ramparts, ready to execute the order. Their faces were grim, hearts pounding with a mix of anticipation and dread as they awaited the moment when they would unleash the scalding oil upon the Quanian forces.Down below, the Quanian soldiers continued their determined advance, their synchronized march pushing and pounding the massive battle ram onto the gates. The ground trembled beneath their feet, each step and effort to ram the gates weakened the locks more and more, thus brin
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THE SIEGE OF PRODLOUST 3
The cacophony of battle reached a crescendo as the exchange of arrows between the Bauthinian and Quanian forces continued with unyielding determination. The sky was painted with the arcs of deadly projectiles, each arrow a messenger of death and defiance.The defenders of Bauthinia, knowing the importance of maintaining their archers' position, worked tirelessly to reinforce their fortifications. They scrambled to bring more bricks, stones, and timber, building makeshift barriers to shield the archers from the incoming arrows.Across the field, the Quanian archers adjusted their strategy, seeking to find gaps in the Bauthinian defense. They aimed for the weak points in the battlements, targeting the areas with fewer defenders and where the makeshift cover was not as effective.As the sun hung low on the horizon, casting an eerie glow over the battlefield, the archers on both sides continued to pour arrows into the air. The sky was a storm of wooden shafts, each one carrying the ho
