Ryonara

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Noelle was still in a bit of a shock as Sharee pulled her into her cabin. She showed no hesitation as Noelle drank the healing potion, quickly mending the scars on her back. But while the wounds were gone, the pain that was in Noelle's mind would need time to heal. Sharee mentioned something about mercy and a potion, but to Noelle it was all just pain. But if this was what Sharee considered merciful, Noelle would be much more careful if she thinks she might incite the captain's fury. As Noelle put her robes back on she listened to the captain talk a bit about her past as a Shadowscale. It certain sounded much rougher than Noelle's own past. Though Noelle wasn't very sure why the captain was telling her this. If she didn't know better, Noelle would have thought the captain was mocking her, telling Noelle in a roundabout way of how weak she is because of what sort of things Sharee went through. And than to top it off Sharee claims to have been going easy on her. Noelle wasn't sure if she should get angry or laugh, so she did neither. She just gave Sharee a disbelief silence. There was a moment of silence between Sharee and Noelle before the breton stood up and spoke. "Well... I'm glad you managed to get what you wanted out of it captain. If that is all, I will return to my duties."

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Posted. Are you guys getting that weird page error where you're on the 18 page but there's no posts? Anyways if you're done with Noelle I'm also ready for the timeskip.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Noelle wish she could say that she was a strong woman, but after the third lash the tears started to flow. Sure, at first it didn't hurt as badly as Noelle thought. But she wasn't like some of the others who were built to take on punishment with their bodies. Soon she could feel the welts forming on her back and the best she could do was just bite down and try not to cry to loudly. Notably, the tenth lash went right down her spine, which caused Noelle to cry out and loosen her bowels. She thought Sharee has severed her spine. By the time Sharee was done and untied Noelle, she collapsed onto the ground. The pain was unbearable. Noelle wanted to do nothing more than to curl into a small ball and cry, but she tried to save face. She got onto all fours before her recruits walked up to her, hesitant to help Noelle after the captain just whipped her. "Go. Go! Just... Just get back to work!" She snarled at them as she struggled to her feet. Noelle cast a spell on her to numb the pain, though she'll need to head back to the infirmary to do a full recover. But Noelle didn't leave. She wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly feeling very cold, before looking at the captain. She wanted to ask if it was over, but Noelle feared what would happen if Sharee told her there was more.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

A chill ran down Noelle's spine as she saw Sharee walk up to the deck with her whip. "So this is really happening..." Noelle said to herself. She clenched her teeth as Sharee threw a rope over the boom, likely to tie Noelle in place. Sharee whispered to Noelle to "put on a good show", which Noelle interpreted as gallows humor on the captain's part. Noelle just kept her mouth shut tightly. When told to take off her robes, Noelle was about to protest, but again was able to keep her mouth shut. She figured that she would need to do this anyways, so she began to remove the upper portion of her robes, leaving it hanging around her waist. She had no bra or other undergarments, and even if she did they would likely just end up torn during the whipping, leaving Noelle completely topless. She had no shame in showing her body like this, but it was much less titillating for her knowing what's about to happen. Sharee made her speech to the crew and all Noelle could do was stand their silently and let what needed to be done happen.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

I'm on my phone right now, I'll try to post something up when I get home later tonight.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

I think Annabeth gave Lyn a chew toy. Apparently she was choosing between a dog, a cat, or a snake. Also I don't think Meirin even knows Lyn or her parents personally. Athalus and Mar are like those two couples that everyone sees but no one really interacts with because the woman has the man whipped, and the woman only cares about going about her business, dragging her man along. You know the type.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Lucius Cypher said
I forgot. Sorry about that boyo, but we can hold it off from another time.

What. Was this a ploy just so that you had players joining your quest?

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Wait, Cypher I thought you had a plan for Meirin and Annabeth?

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Meirin will go on the Caravan escort quest.

Dragon Age: The Coming Blight

Location: Small town between the Hinterlands and Southmere

"What!?"

Sereda did not believe what she was being told. She joined up with the small caravan group at the college, offering her skills and services, and before they even managed to reach Lothering she was being fired. Not for bad performance, but because the caravan could not afford her services. It irked her in many ways: for one thing, she had already been with this caravan for a whole month now, waiting for that pay they promised. A second reason was because she had no idea where she was, or what she could do in this village. Sereda tried to convince the merchants to scrap together the money somehow, but paying for Sereda's help would cut into their profit. In the end, there was little they could do and they left Sereda behind.

It had been a good three years since Sereda had been exiled from Orzammar. Within those three years she's been able to adapt to the surface, and made a bit of a fortune and reputation for herself. But it seemed to be working against her, since now that she charges more money based on how renowned she was, there was less caravans who could afford her service. And she dared not cut herself short; if she started to charge less than what her services were worth, than people would start taking her with cheap, low paying jobs and making her miss on the big scores. She wanted something in the middle, but it seemed that all she could get was either jobs not worth the time, or jobs that no one trusted her to do. And because of it, she was, for now, out of a job.

Sereda found herself in a tavern in a little settlement called Rossleigh. Most were settlers looking to edge into the Kocari Wilds, and she had been approached to work with some blacksmiths thanks to her knowledge with metals. But when it came to talking pay, all they had were empty promises and bits of coin. She had to relent and take a few jobs when her own casual spending money was dwindling down, waiting for a high-class caravan to come by for her to join up with. Sereda was actually saving some money to fund a trip to Denerim, where she was certain she could find jobs there. But the worse thing that Sereda to deal with now was boredom. Most of the settlers and workers complained about things like wolves or work, but the talk of anything more dangerous was rare. Some may speak about bandits, but they lacked any information on them as far as Sereda heard. She certainly wouldn't mind crushing some brigand skulls.

The Ancestors must have been watching over Sereda that day however, when a large figure entered the tavern. Her style of dress suggested that she was Chasin, and the dwarf had very few pleasant meetings with them. She watched from her lonely seat as the large woman walked up to the barkeep, eavesdropping on their conversation. Turned out that the giant was actually and Ask Warrior, which brought a little bit of comfort to the dwarf. When asked what brought her to Rossleigh, the Ash Warrior said she was hunting bandits. Turned out the barkeep knew something of some troublemakers in the area taking the wolves and canines and making them fight for their own amusement. "Despicable!"

Not one to let an opportunity escape her Sereda approached the much larger woman. Standing next to her, the ash warrior was at least twice Sereda's height, and despite the dwarf wearing all her armor, the Ash Warrior seemed to be bulkier. If you couldn't see her face, you might have even mistaken the Ash Warrior to be a Qunari. A male Qunari. Despite the vast size difference Sereda showed no fear or hesitation as she strike a conversation with the man-hunter. "Hey, you hunting bandits? Rather dangerous to do alone. I happen to be something akin to a mercenary for hire, and for someone like you, I can charge a fair deal."