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heroicrecordsFinally some shenanigans.
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“Hey, Millia, milady! Golden girl! Wake up! We're going to go fuck a goddess and make her pray to us for once!” Siofra's voice shouted through Millia's door as she pounded on it with the butt of her sword handle, grinning like the lusty fool she was. It was barely dawn and only a few birds had started singing, the rest saying fuck it, as hungover on drops of stout dropped by these knights the night before and wishing everyone would shut up.
“S-Siofra, my liege, it's far too early to rise for our journey!” said the poor squire as she rose, wiping her eyes groggily and opening her door. “I know you're excited to get us all going and whatnot, but---”
Once her hands were done prying her own eyelids apart, the poor blonde squire reeled back in shock. Surely, this vision before here was just a nightmare and nothing else. She was still asleep, she had to be. There was no way her boss was riding her wolf mount Lanzo down the hall, clad in only her chainmail undergarments, sword in one hand and leash in another, with her trainee Saja naked and holding onto her from behind and another girl, tanned with long braids of black trailing behind her latching onto the wolf's tail. Another lass, with dragonic wings and horns, paraded behind them wearing nothing on her flesh but body paint, carrying a drum and the flag of the templars of Fyrshala, waving it as she strummed up a tune.
Gabby took one look at all this, covered her face in a paw, and hid behind Millia, hissing a bit and arching her back up.
“Hey, my gorgeous, fair chested squire, there's room for one more on this ride! Why don't you pack up and get dressed and I'll be back around in another few laps around the castle to pick you up? We're heading for the docks, so be there either way! That's an order, my shining squire! Or do I have to convince you with but a sweet kiss of your boss' cherry lips?” Siofra waggled her eyebrows, her breath still reeking of greasy food and ale.
Millia shook her head and sighed. “I-I'll be ready for you upon your return, Siofra.”
“Gabby, too! Come on, Gabby, jump on and join us! We're going to drop by my room for our clothing and then head to the mess hall to pick up breakfast before Millia's ready! You want a nice, fat breakfast, don't you, kitty cat?” Siofra pat a space between Saja and Lanzo's tail.
Gabby nodded, the magical word breakfast being heard through her fat ears, trotting up and swaying her head side to side, slowly and steadily climbing up Lanzo's thick bronze fur and sitting pretty near his rump. She mrowled happily, joining in chorus with the drummer behind her.
“I urge you one last time, though, my squire, get your clothes and pack now and sit on my lap as we make our victory laps around and I'll make it worth your while.” Siofra winked this time, licking her lips and stroking a hand Saja had around her, making her purr.
“No, you have all the fun for me! I promise I'll be ready before this! You just have fun now and make sure to pick me up something sweet for our meal out! Thank you, Siofra, my liege!” With that, Millia shut her door fast and blushed, having tried her best the whole time not to be staring at all the brazen nudity being thrown about at this early an hour.
“ONWARDS! To clothing! As much as I'm enjoying the sights and warmth of your bodies, they won't let us get anything to soak up our hangovers if we go in dressed as sloppy as our livers feel.” The knight took the leash and tapped it gently to her wolf's side, pointing back towards the western wing of the castle. “Don't worry, my boy, there's plenty of meat and bones in it for you for our meal! Now ride, ride like I would any of these lucky ladies with me!”
Lanzo barked, happily slobbering at the thought of a free meal and dashing forth at great speed, rushing as if his paws never touched the ground at all. The dragon lady behind them flew to keep up, still drumming and waving along. Doors in the halls opened along the way the traveled, the confused faces of the people inside peeking out to stare at the spectacle that was Siofra running mad through the castle on a dog. A few laughed, particularly women who had had the honor of being part of one of her races before, blowing kisses as they passed her by. They strode on by the throne room as quickly as possible, making sure not to interrupt the king, but stopping near Chancellor Lorick's door to make a few extra bursts of noise. Any headache he suffered now would be worth it, as they hoped to be long gone and flying by the time he woke up and looked to blame and discipline them.
They made it to Siofra's room in near record time, all dismounting and leaving Lanzo in all his massive size to guard her door, Gabby on the other side of it and judging anyone who walked by with a dismissive face and a disapproving shake of the paw. The girls giggled and groped around as they got dressed, leaving behind the drums and flag for now, putting on every layer of armor in their name and picking up as many weapons as they could carry. Siofra strapped her shield and flame shaped spear to her back, her sword at her hip, tying her headband on tight to let it flap in the wind as she rode. She yawned as she lead the girls out to remount, riding a bit more gently to the mess hall and placing their orders. Siofra made sure they got a hefty discount to relieve Lady Lakrym and her conning funds for her a bit by giving their young waitress a very special tip in back as their food cooked.
After a bit, a few large bags full of orders showed up at the counter, Siofra kissing the girls working their goodbye and praying they wouldn't miss her too much. A bone covered in the remains of the meat scraped off for their meals was handed to Lanzo by the waitress, along with a pat on the nose. He happily picked it up and began loading the girls back up and towards Millia's room, a long, sticky trail of drool following them as he savored every bit of flavor off his breakfast. They got back quick, seeing the squire yawning and holding on to her pack outside her door, fully dressed in her trainee's armor and her shining helmet she bought in Banor, a thin sword at her side.
She smiled and waved up. “Still room for one more?” she said to Siofra, making the knight grin and set Saja towards the back to hold Gabby, patting the spot behind her and offering a hand and a sly wink to help lift her squire up. Millia took it and hoisted herself behind her boss, latching on in a sleepy slump and letting her lead them towards the docks. She snuggled in and tried not to fall back asleep, thinking and mumbling quietly to herself. “I'm ready for you to show me the world, my liege.”
“Did you say something, Millia?” Siofra stopped for a second and turned to make sure her squire was okay. “You okay?”
“No, nothing. I'm alright, Siofra, my liege. Just tired, still, I suppose. I'll sleep on the ship once we're off.” Millia offered a soft smile, knowing her innocent face would disarm her boss' worries in an instant. Siofra did indeed blush a bit and scratch at her face, trying to compose herself. Saja and the other two girls that came with just snickered to each other.
Unforunately for them, an angry, loud voice shout out from behind them. “HEY! IDIOT WHELAN! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT HOUR IT IS? WHAT IS THIS RACUOUS NOISE YOU INSIST ON FILLING OUR HALLOWED HALLS WITH?”
The knight turned back to see an angry Lorick, still in his pajamas and nightcap, flailing behind them. She scoffed and sighed. “I could ask the same of you screaming, you royal hiney!”
This was not the thing to say as he grabbed a nearby torch off the wall and began to swing it near Lanzo's tail, making him turn around to face Lorick, a disapproving Siofra glaring at him from the top, her arms crossed. “WHAT DID YOU CALL ME, YOU INSOLENT WHORE? YOU KNOW, IT'S STILL NOT TOO LATE TO CANCEL YOUR FLIGHT! JUST WATCH ME!”
“Is that a challenge?” Siofra tapped on her leash and had Lanzo slurp the poor chancellor from around his meal bone, his thick meaty drool extinguishing the flames. “Then let's race to the dock. Last one there's a rotten cask!” Her grin was wide and almost cruel, her sadistic side shining at last as she turned her mount around in place. “Ladies, hold on tight. To me, to each other, to a mat of fur. Just grab on. And now!”
“DON'T YOU THINK YOU CAN PULL THESE KINDS OF SHENANIGANS IN THIS CASTLE AND GET AWAY WITH IT, EVEN IF KING EZBRAND DOESN'T MIND!” Lorick shouted. He threw his torch to the side and wiped some drool off of him, coiling his legs and making a leap for her wolf's tail.
As soon as he did, Siofra tapped Lanzo in the side with his leash and watched him rear back on his hind legs, crashing down with enough force to shake the ground near him. “FORWARD! To the docks on the roof!”
Lorick wound up eating a face full of castle floor as he barely missed the beast's tail, watching as they rode off towards the nearest spire of the castle and up its stairs, gone from sight far before he could get to his feet and chase after them. The last thing he saw was the lights reflecting the evil grin Siofra gave off, her eyes glinting as she began to cackle.
“GUARDS! GUARDS! GET THAT FOUL WENCH AND HAVE HER AND HER CREW LOCKED UP!” The chancellor knew it was of no use, the guards either asleep or hungover, under orders to let Siofra go, sighing as he began to kick anything near him, picking up the extinguished torch and throwing it towards where they ran off, knowing it would do him no good at this point. “And I would have gotten away with it too if it weren't for those meddling kids and her stupid dog! The cat, too, I suppose.”
The knight laughed all the way upstairs, her crew just staring in disbelief as she held on fast to everyone's breakfast order and the leash both as tight as she could, getting them to the rooftop in time to see the sun finish rising. A middle class war ship was waiting for them, moored to the castle walls, Siofra parking her wolf and her party next to it. She leaped off of him first and offered a hand down to all the other maidens. “After you, my fair crew!”
One by one, they took her up on the offer, watching the sun in awe, its glowing golden light only but a shade of what now awaited them. “Get on before breakfast gets cold. Urist, you're driving.” The knight said, pointing to the girl with the braids. She grinned, saluted, and jumped on towards the controls. “Saja and Gabby, guard our supplies for now.” The catgirl and cat both saluted, their grins wide and toothy, hopping on and heading to guard the door the stock room. “Mali, take the crow's nest and be our lookout for now!” The dragon girl spread her wings and nodded, climbing up the masts towards it. “And Millia, come with me and eat. Would you do me the honor of watching take off with me?”
Siofra took her squire's hand and kissed it once more, their bag of take out secure in the knight's free hand. “I-I suppose I should!” said Millia, blushing a bit. She did think happily that her boss could have her charming moments. Something about the sunrise propping her up and illuminating her from the back made her especially gallant today.
“Come on now, adventure awaits!” Siofra took her squire and lead her onto deck safely, whistling and calling Lanzo on, happily finding a corner on the ship in which to chew his breakfast happily. The knight spread out a small cloth she had tucked in to her bag and put breakfast out before her. “Is this your first time flying, Millia? You could hold on to me if it gets scary. I won't mind.”
Millia nodded and smiled, picking up her share of breakfast and seeing plenty of fruit cakes in her portion. “You remembered my order...”
“Did you doubt I would?” Siofra smiled wide, looking towards the front of the ship. “Hey, Urist, hit it! We're heading for the Frozen Northlands! To the Tower of Izaravai'a!” She then stood up, taking her sword out and pointing in the direction they needed to go in. “For Tanjil!”
Urist nodded and started the ship up, taking hold of the wheel and steadying the ride, everyone watching as they slowly began to drift away from the castle. A few familiar faces lined the crowds under them, all waving them off. Their captains, their families, and even the king smiled as they rode off towards the sunrise for now.
And Lorick was still throwing a fit as he looked up and saw them as far away from his anger as they possibly could be.
Wordcount Today: 2322
Wordcount Total: 22536/50000
“Hey, Millia, milady! Golden girl! Wake up! We're going to go fuck a goddess and make her pray to us for once!” Siofra's voice shouted through Millia's door as she pounded on it with the butt of her sword handle, grinning like the lusty fool she was. It was barely dawn and only a few birds had started singing, the rest saying fuck it, as hungover on drops of stout dropped by these knights the night before and wishing everyone would shut up.
“S-Siofra, my liege, it's far too early to rise for our journey!” said the poor squire as she rose, wiping her eyes groggily and opening her door. “I know you're excited to get us all going and whatnot, but---”
Once her hands were done prying her own eyelids apart, the poor blonde squire reeled back in shock. Surely, this vision before here was just a nightmare and nothing else. She was still asleep, she had to be. There was no way her boss was riding her wolf mount Lanzo down the hall, clad in only her chainmail undergarments, sword in one hand and leash in another, with her trainee Saja naked and holding onto her from behind and another girl, tanned with long braids of black trailing behind her latching onto the wolf's tail. Another lass, with dragonic wings and horns, paraded behind them wearing nothing on her flesh but body paint, carrying a drum and the flag of the templars of Fyrshala, waving it as she strummed up a tune.
Gabby took one look at all this, covered her face in a paw, and hid behind Millia, hissing a bit and arching her back up.
“Hey, my gorgeous, fair chested squire, there's room for one more on this ride! Why don't you pack up and get dressed and I'll be back around in another few laps around the castle to pick you up? We're heading for the docks, so be there either way! That's an order, my shining squire! Or do I have to convince you with but a sweet kiss of your boss' cherry lips?” Siofra waggled her eyebrows, her breath still reeking of greasy food and ale.
Millia shook her head and sighed. “I-I'll be ready for you upon your return, Siofra.”
“Gabby, too! Come on, Gabby, jump on and join us! We're going to drop by my room for our clothing and then head to the mess hall to pick up breakfast before Millia's ready! You want a nice, fat breakfast, don't you, kitty cat?” Siofra pat a space between Saja and Lanzo's tail.
Gabby nodded, the magical word breakfast being heard through her fat ears, trotting up and swaying her head side to side, slowly and steadily climbing up Lanzo's thick bronze fur and sitting pretty near his rump. She mrowled happily, joining in chorus with the drummer behind her.
“I urge you one last time, though, my squire, get your clothes and pack now and sit on my lap as we make our victory laps around and I'll make it worth your while.” Siofra winked this time, licking her lips and stroking a hand Saja had around her, making her purr.
“No, you have all the fun for me! I promise I'll be ready before this! You just have fun now and make sure to pick me up something sweet for our meal out! Thank you, Siofra, my liege!” With that, Millia shut her door fast and blushed, having tried her best the whole time not to be staring at all the brazen nudity being thrown about at this early an hour.
“ONWARDS! To clothing! As much as I'm enjoying the sights and warmth of your bodies, they won't let us get anything to soak up our hangovers if we go in dressed as sloppy as our livers feel.” The knight took the leash and tapped it gently to her wolf's side, pointing back towards the western wing of the castle. “Don't worry, my boy, there's plenty of meat and bones in it for you for our meal! Now ride, ride like I would any of these lucky ladies with me!”
Lanzo barked, happily slobbering at the thought of a free meal and dashing forth at great speed, rushing as if his paws never touched the ground at all. The dragon lady behind them flew to keep up, still drumming and waving along. Doors in the halls opened along the way the traveled, the confused faces of the people inside peeking out to stare at the spectacle that was Siofra running mad through the castle on a dog. A few laughed, particularly women who had had the honor of being part of one of her races before, blowing kisses as they passed her by. They strode on by the throne room as quickly as possible, making sure not to interrupt the king, but stopping near Chancellor Lorick's door to make a few extra bursts of noise. Any headache he suffered now would be worth it, as they hoped to be long gone and flying by the time he woke up and looked to blame and discipline them.
They made it to Siofra's room in near record time, all dismounting and leaving Lanzo in all his massive size to guard her door, Gabby on the other side of it and judging anyone who walked by with a dismissive face and a disapproving shake of the paw. The girls giggled and groped around as they got dressed, leaving behind the drums and flag for now, putting on every layer of armor in their name and picking up as many weapons as they could carry. Siofra strapped her shield and flame shaped spear to her back, her sword at her hip, tying her headband on tight to let it flap in the wind as she rode. She yawned as she lead the girls out to remount, riding a bit more gently to the mess hall and placing their orders. Siofra made sure they got a hefty discount to relieve Lady Lakrym and her conning funds for her a bit by giving their young waitress a very special tip in back as their food cooked.
After a bit, a few large bags full of orders showed up at the counter, Siofra kissing the girls working their goodbye and praying they wouldn't miss her too much. A bone covered in the remains of the meat scraped off for their meals was handed to Lanzo by the waitress, along with a pat on the nose. He happily picked it up and began loading the girls back up and towards Millia's room, a long, sticky trail of drool following them as he savored every bit of flavor off his breakfast. They got back quick, seeing the squire yawning and holding on to her pack outside her door, fully dressed in her trainee's armor and her shining helmet she bought in Banor, a thin sword at her side.
She smiled and waved up. “Still room for one more?” she said to Siofra, making the knight grin and set Saja towards the back to hold Gabby, patting the spot behind her and offering a hand and a sly wink to help lift her squire up. Millia took it and hoisted herself behind her boss, latching on in a sleepy slump and letting her lead them towards the docks. She snuggled in and tried not to fall back asleep, thinking and mumbling quietly to herself. “I'm ready for you to show me the world, my liege.”
“Did you say something, Millia?” Siofra stopped for a second and turned to make sure her squire was okay. “You okay?”
“No, nothing. I'm alright, Siofra, my liege. Just tired, still, I suppose. I'll sleep on the ship once we're off.” Millia offered a soft smile, knowing her innocent face would disarm her boss' worries in an instant. Siofra did indeed blush a bit and scratch at her face, trying to compose herself. Saja and the other two girls that came with just snickered to each other.
Unforunately for them, an angry, loud voice shout out from behind them. “HEY! IDIOT WHELAN! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT HOUR IT IS? WHAT IS THIS RACUOUS NOISE YOU INSIST ON FILLING OUR HALLOWED HALLS WITH?”
The knight turned back to see an angry Lorick, still in his pajamas and nightcap, flailing behind them. She scoffed and sighed. “I could ask the same of you screaming, you royal hiney!”
This was not the thing to say as he grabbed a nearby torch off the wall and began to swing it near Lanzo's tail, making him turn around to face Lorick, a disapproving Siofra glaring at him from the top, her arms crossed. “WHAT DID YOU CALL ME, YOU INSOLENT WHORE? YOU KNOW, IT'S STILL NOT TOO LATE TO CANCEL YOUR FLIGHT! JUST WATCH ME!”
“Is that a challenge?” Siofra tapped on her leash and had Lanzo slurp the poor chancellor from around his meal bone, his thick meaty drool extinguishing the flames. “Then let's race to the dock. Last one there's a rotten cask!” Her grin was wide and almost cruel, her sadistic side shining at last as she turned her mount around in place. “Ladies, hold on tight. To me, to each other, to a mat of fur. Just grab on. And now!”
“DON'T YOU THINK YOU CAN PULL THESE KINDS OF SHENANIGANS IN THIS CASTLE AND GET AWAY WITH IT, EVEN IF KING EZBRAND DOESN'T MIND!” Lorick shouted. He threw his torch to the side and wiped some drool off of him, coiling his legs and making a leap for her wolf's tail.
As soon as he did, Siofra tapped Lanzo in the side with his leash and watched him rear back on his hind legs, crashing down with enough force to shake the ground near him. “FORWARD! To the docks on the roof!”
Lorick wound up eating a face full of castle floor as he barely missed the beast's tail, watching as they rode off towards the nearest spire of the castle and up its stairs, gone from sight far before he could get to his feet and chase after them. The last thing he saw was the lights reflecting the evil grin Siofra gave off, her eyes glinting as she began to cackle.
“GUARDS! GUARDS! GET THAT FOUL WENCH AND HAVE HER AND HER CREW LOCKED UP!” The chancellor knew it was of no use, the guards either asleep or hungover, under orders to let Siofra go, sighing as he began to kick anything near him, picking up the extinguished torch and throwing it towards where they ran off, knowing it would do him no good at this point. “And I would have gotten away with it too if it weren't for those meddling kids and her stupid dog! The cat, too, I suppose.”
The knight laughed all the way upstairs, her crew just staring in disbelief as she held on fast to everyone's breakfast order and the leash both as tight as she could, getting them to the rooftop in time to see the sun finish rising. A middle class war ship was waiting for them, moored to the castle walls, Siofra parking her wolf and her party next to it. She leaped off of him first and offered a hand down to all the other maidens. “After you, my fair crew!”
One by one, they took her up on the offer, watching the sun in awe, its glowing golden light only but a shade of what now awaited them. “Get on before breakfast gets cold. Urist, you're driving.” The knight said, pointing to the girl with the braids. She grinned, saluted, and jumped on towards the controls. “Saja and Gabby, guard our supplies for now.” The catgirl and cat both saluted, their grins wide and toothy, hopping on and heading to guard the door the stock room. “Mali, take the crow's nest and be our lookout for now!” The dragon girl spread her wings and nodded, climbing up the masts towards it. “And Millia, come with me and eat. Would you do me the honor of watching take off with me?”
Siofra took her squire's hand and kissed it once more, their bag of take out secure in the knight's free hand. “I-I suppose I should!” said Millia, blushing a bit. She did think happily that her boss could have her charming moments. Something about the sunrise propping her up and illuminating her from the back made her especially gallant today.
“Come on now, adventure awaits!” Siofra took her squire and lead her onto deck safely, whistling and calling Lanzo on, happily finding a corner on the ship in which to chew his breakfast happily. The knight spread out a small cloth she had tucked in to her bag and put breakfast out before her. “Is this your first time flying, Millia? You could hold on to me if it gets scary. I won't mind.”
Millia nodded and smiled, picking up her share of breakfast and seeing plenty of fruit cakes in her portion. “You remembered my order...”
“Did you doubt I would?” Siofra smiled wide, looking towards the front of the ship. “Hey, Urist, hit it! We're heading for the Frozen Northlands! To the Tower of Izaravai'a!” She then stood up, taking her sword out and pointing in the direction they needed to go in. “For Tanjil!”
Urist nodded and started the ship up, taking hold of the wheel and steadying the ride, everyone watching as they slowly began to drift away from the castle. A few familiar faces lined the crowds under them, all waving them off. Their captains, their families, and even the king smiled as they rode off towards the sunrise for now.
And Lorick was still throwing a fit as he looked up and saw them as far away from his anger as they possibly could be.