-After the guards had pushed open the doors to the Great Hall Vixen would take a deep breath through her nose just to slowly release it through her lips. Gazing over her shoulder to offer a comforting smile towards Lily before she would step inside the Great Hall. Leona and the other slaves were about to greet Vixen untill their eyes rested upon Vixens form. Her clothes covered in blood as spatters were smudged about on her face, her dirty blonde hair neither spared from the redness. The flickering lights of the candles setting the ambiance as Vixen stepped forward into the hall. Her loyal moose-hound and peregrine falcon following in closely. The hounds mouth was covered in blood and hanging from its jaw was the head of the tailoring merchant held by the hair.. the falcon also stained in blood as Vixen herself had two heads within her right hand and another in her left. A total of 4 heads collected as a fifth had been removed by guards before Vixen could gather the head. Upon the Mare's face was a odd look, a mixture of excitement, sadism yet fear within her eyes. She continued on forward past the tables untill standing before her Master. First things first she would bow her head slightly to Him as she often did to either greet Him or excusing herself, the hound sitting down besides her as the falcon would perch upon Vixens right shoulder. Once her head lifted to gaze at the Jarl of Skane it would also tilt to the side as Vixen forced a innocent smile upon her lips. Now that she was closer, Tyron would be able to see that attached to her hips were a ancient hammer as well as a odd looking dagger. The dagger had a black blade and looked as if it had veins carved inside it.. covered in a green looking fluid mixed up with the stains of blood. As for the hammer it contained runes long long lost to humanity. Other then that, hidden within Vixens pouches were notes that she had gathered from the Merchants body as well as a purse filled with odd looking coins which were stuffed away inbetween her breasts.- "I've.. had a little situation, Master." -She then put a slight step to the side and directed her attention to Lily who had come in the Great Hall with her.-


LiliumRoseThorn: -Lily following Vixen as she tried to avoid stepping in the droples of blood that dripped from the severed heads did as was instructed, keeping her head low, her eyes to the front and her hands folded on her cheap cloth, droplets of sweat rolling down her brows, not of warmth but of nervosity, they both came to a halt and as Vixen spoke Lily'd take one step foreward raising her head as her face spoke book parts, her fear and nervosity radiating off her gentle face, as she looked ahead but not enough for her eyes to meet the Jarl's, as she wasn't instructed to do so, bending her upper body foreward to give a deep polite bow, nervously clenching her hands in her raggy-dress-


TyronThorsson  tyron had been standing in front of his thron sipping a horn of mead when Vixen opened the door. At first all he saw was her covered in blood and laboring a little bit as she entered. Tyron, thinking the worst, quickly walked forward to greet her. His rippled chest and abdomen exposed to the firelight and his bottom half covered in his customary fur and leather pants and boots. upon taking a few steps, He realized that Vixen was not injured and a breath or relief escaped his lips. She was only laboring because she was dragging in several items ranging from Head to hammers. Behind her was a timid looking girl, and as Vixen spoke of haveing a little situation, Tyron smirked. stepping close to her. He bloody tits brushing against his abs as He looked down to her. A hand moving to her jaw and gently hold her head while his thumb wiped the blood from her bottom lip. His cock would stir in his pants just a bit as he soaked in the sight of his Slave covered in the blood of brutality. "And what sort of situation might you have found yourself in My slave?"


Aegleif: It was the noise that drew her to a state of wakefulness in the corner. The young woman who had taken the time to avoid sleep had now over slept till the doors opened and in came a gaggle of people. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes she peered up, taking in the sight of two women, one of which carried a good amount of heads by the hair. Brows furrowed as she tried to discern if one of them might have been belonging to her father or someone from her village, but to her relief, she knew them not. Yvaine would have usually left sleeping dogs lie, but when that sigh of breath had been expelled she drew herself upward. The Tyrant cared for someone it seemed. A slight smile twisted upward along supple tiers as she moved towards the table and began to assess the situation, idly dragging fingertips along the edge. Of course she could feel the energies that were left along the rough surface, but she showed not a solitary reflection of such. No... for now she was caught in the reading of three souls, a timid one whose aura showed secrets hidden and the other two an identical match to one another. Was this new found information something that Yvaine could use to her advantage ? A man who cares always held the posibility of being broken, something her father had always told her.


Sprainy: -Vixen stood frozen on the spot as He had stepped up to her, her gaze lowering instantly despite having His hand holding her head with the Mare remaining silent for a few moments after the question was asked. She had to find a wording that would neither be lies nor would get her into trouble. Her mind puzzeled about with various words and sentences before her voice once more filled the halls as all the slaves of the Great Hall stood in awe, they knew her to be able to kill.. but this was different from the usual single kill Vixen had commited to- "Well, Master may remember Lily.. I took her on loan from the tailoring Merchant.." -As Vixen spoke the words she would lift her leg in which Mona repsonded and let the head fall to the ground and before it could roll Vixens feet held the head pinned between her boot and the ground.- "From this guy here.. He got this odd idea in his head that one day I would not return Lily and had set up a ambush..." -With those words Vixen lifted her hands to show off the three heads before tossing them to the side, near the cage which had a nearby slave jump backwards.- "It was self defense, Master Tyron.." -Vixen said as calmly as possible yet the never ending sadistic grin upon the girls face showed that she thoroughly so enjoyed the butchering of the men.- "Oh.. and the Merchant seems not to be a honest man. I had gathered notes from his body in which there seems to be contact between him and a mysterious contact who'm had sold this ancient hammer to the Merchant for quite a hefty price." -Vixen pointed to the hammer, not being knowledgable herself on the symbols upon the hammer but they would show a connection between the undead Rosalina had mentioned and this Shaman along with the notes.-


LiliumRoseThorn: -Lily froze, only but gentle quivers ran over her body as she gazes at Vixen as she stood tall before the jarl, meanwhile her eyes would fall to a caged slave as she squealed loudly upon gazing at the severed head, she'd gulp, she knew the fear and pain that girl endured or maybe still endures, she'd look confused, as a small smile briefly adorned her cheeks as she saw the merchant's head upon the floor, part of her wants to kick it but another part doesn't want to touh it at all, feeling a little nauseous at the sight of it, she'd look up when they were talking about the hammer, she thought it was just an old relic and never even noticed the runes glow before-


TyronThorsson  Tyron would release her chin and bring his bloody thumb to his lips to tase hers. He took a step back, with blood on his abdomen from where her tits pressed into him. He took a moment to drink in the sight before him before looking at the severed heads and the Hammer. He also noticed an unfamiliar Dagger. With a grin on His face, "You do not need to justify why you killed a merchant. I am sure you had good reason to. The only time I will be upset is if you kill somone who is Vital to Skanes well-being.... I doubt a tailor will tip the scales one way or another." He frinned and reached out to touch her cheek once more. "Now that having been said, lets try not make a habit out of it... Skane does need to keep SOME of its inhabitants alive." His eyes trailed to the hammer hearing about some mysterious encounter and exchange of goods. Tyron held out his hand for the Hammer and his eyes moved to the dagger, "And what about that?"


Aegleif: The exchange between all three had been studiously observed, even in the mann in which the head was precariously dropped and held upon the floor by the pressure of a booted foot. Yvaine had noted such actions before, though it be from behind the support beams of her own family's hall. It was one such gasp that the slave let out in shock that had escaped a young Yvaine's lungs that had set her father to a scolding nature. The memory danced briefly upon her mind before fleeting away and she was drawn to the here and now , listening as the three spoke of things she had no business knowing. It was as if she had not even been present in that moment, the only ones aware of her person being the few staggering men who fell out at the table as they slowly awakened. "You, mead now. " one spoke with a hint of slumber still clinging to his tone. Yvaine glanced over at one of the slaves and a slender brow arched as she gestured towards the man's tankard before him. " He's speaking to you. " she stated with a sense of confidence. Even though he had been looking at Yvaine, she chose to ignore his command and turned to head back to the corner out of sight for now. Lowering against the wall and to the floor, she drew her head to the side and leaned there, her mind playing over the things spoken here and tucking them away for possible future need. Perhaps the mute could enlighten her some on the one that Tyron seemed to favor.


Sprainy: -A sigh of relief passing the girls lips upon realising she wouldnt be in trouble for the deaths of these men.. which had her eyes lift once more as she safely dared to look at Him.- "Thank You, Master Tyron." -Was a simple response spoken to His words as she untied the hammer from her body and handed it over to Him yet the moment He questioned the dagger her hand swiftly moved infront of it as the Mare's eyes turned to that of a pleading sight- "A dagger covered in poisen.. it seems the Merchant found a dagger from his various travels elsewhere that is designed in such a manner to hold poisen on the blade for longer periods of times by having grooves in the daggers blade." -Vixen placed a slight step backwards whilst her head once more bowed submissively in His direction- "Please Master Tyron, allow me to keep this dagger. The colours of the blade match with the dagger granted to me by Master and its just.. so pretty and sharp. Please Master?" -As Vixen spoke she would feel behind her untill her hand grazed along Lily to just grab Lily's hand and pulling her forward to stand right besides her- "As for Lily.. I'd wish to beg for You that she may be of service to the Great Hall and its guests, Master Tyron."


LiliumRoseThorn: -her eyes would fall on Vixen's hand, she'd take the hint, sliding closer, keeping her head bowed as she was not yet given the courtesy of gazing upon the Jarl, she'd gaze at the hammer, pondering and thinking "was that hammer that expensive?", she kept silent, biting her lip nervously as she felt the warmth, yet bloody touch of Vixen's hand taking hers as she stood closer, waiting for the Jarl to allow her to speak she' felt his presence by just standing this close to him, the tone in his voice gave her a sense of relief, feeling as if the Jarl was in a good mood, this might be good for her-


TyronThorsson  Tyron Considered the Dagger for a moment, He had no use for such a dagger and therefore He smiled at vixen and nodded at her requesto keep the dagger fo her own. "It seems you are going to have a collection of daggers before long." He'd smirk. Just then, She had pulled Lili to stand before him. Her timidness oozing off of her. Listening to Her request for 'employment' in the Great Hall. First He spoke to Vixen. "Dispose of the head... put them on pikes... and go and get youself cleaned up. Place the whatever correspondence you retrieved from the merchant on the bed for me to review later. Lili and I will have a talk and a discussion of her fate while you do so." After a moment His eyes would move from Lili to Vixen as if to say 'what are you waiting for? Go on.'


Sprainy: "Thank You, Master Tyron" -A standard yet important response upon being granted the dagger. She would nod upon His order following it with a- "Yes, Master Tyron." -Vixen would collect all four of the heads as she looked inbetween Stormy and Mona- "You two, take a rest. You deserve it. Bliuwe!" -Soon Vixen dissapeared out of the Great Hall with the heads to gather spikes, pierce them through the heads cut off esophagus out of there mouths as she directed her attention to the two guards- "You two, put up these spikes for all to see. A sign to show all not to touch Jarl Tyrons property!"


LiliumRoseThorn: -she gasped as soon she stood alone before the Mighty Jarl, nervously clining to her raggy dress as she felt his gaze upon her, she'd lift her head ever so slightly before bowing her head down politely, her breath heavy and full of anxiety, she'd hear vixen walk out, the thumping of her boots and the sound of squishy heads being lifted up and the creaking noise of a thick wooden door opening and closing, the thud of which send a chill down her spine-


TyronThorsson  Tyron waited for Vixen to leave before he moved. He didnt want Lilis responces to be tainted by the presence of another pair of ears. The rest of the slaves were busy tidying up and getting their days going and Yvaine was far enough away where their conversation wouldnt be overheard. Tyron know His Mare Slave has the eyes and ears of critters all over the Great Hall, but He wasnt hiding anythign from her, he simply wanted the illusion of privacy for the timid girls benefit. Tyron circled her looking her form up and down, taking note of the condition of her dress, her skin and the curves of her form. She would be a suitable fuck for His guests. "Do you know how to please a Man's cock as well as pleasure a woman's cunt?..... and Can you cook and clean and keep people satiated without causing Me any trouble?"


Sprainy: -Vixen watched the guards do as she had asked for them.. a polite nod in their directions- "Thank you.." -She mumbled before wandering off around the Great Hall, sneaking around the first trees as she entered the forest.. it being mere moments before various animals gathered around her where others would keep more distance untill leaves above her rustled about. Vixen turned her attention to a deer that neared her, petting the deers head as she spoke softly- "Find out more about this dagger.. Start at the tailoring merchants house. Careful for the poisen on its blade." -Silence followed as Vixen had untied the dagger and placed it upon the ground before heading her way back to the Great Hall.-


LiliumRoseThorn: -she raised her back straightening it, raising her head as she felt his presence circle her, his booming voice asking her and his eyes scanning her being, she knew a slave with no Master is as good as dead out there, and fear of the beyond kept her docile for years- t.....this one was used pretty often -she replied with a Dead-docile look on her face- sh...she had to train herself or she would perish, her old master had her do all the cooking all the cleaning and all the ... knitting, s....she wishes to repay Vixen and her Mighty Master f....for their kindness and ...w....wishes to do anything she can -she said as her voice broke up stuttering, breaking out further in nervous sweating as her straightened back caused her flimsy dress to show more of her curves-


TyronThorsson  Tyron frowned. "That doesnt exaclt answer My question.... Being a cock sleeve and knowing how to please one are two different things. I dont wish to offer My guests a dead fish to fuck, and anyone can cook and clean so unless you have some skills, your usefullness will fade rather quickly..... Things without a use tend to get..... discarded." Tyron did not wait for a respponse or a better answer to his question, He made his point and he would hear from his guests whether or not she turned out to be a good fuck or not. Instead he pressed on. He wasnt sure of the bond that she had with Vixen, but he knew that his presense and the prospect of the pain that he was accustomed to inflicting did sometimes losen the lips of people who would otherwise think to keep them shut. "What do you know about the Hammer? Your old Master's dealings with this 'mysterious contact'? and did this slaughtering go the way My slave has described it?"


Sprainy: -As Vixen wandered back out of the forest she reached the backside of the Great Hall, slipping through the backdoor into her Masters chambers. On her way to the bath she would remove the clothes spreading out over the floor. The water long cold would have to do as she did not wish to return in the Great Hall and have slaves fill the bath whilst still dirty.. that surely would dissapoint her Master. So cold water it was. Shivering through the girls body as the toes and soon the ankles and so on connected with the bath water.-


LiliumRoseThorn: -her eyes widened, breath more frantic yet she bowed her head nodding to his words, as he spoke about the hammer she gulped and looked up into his eyes as she spoke- Master never told ... me anything regarding his dealing, i was to just sew, knit, cook clean ... fuck, she knew that he brought in rare items that she's never seen before b...but never knew where from, Master kept all of his secrets on him at all time... The ..b...butchering happened as Vixen said My Jarl, t...they ambushed her out of my Master....old Master's paranoia. Thoiugh even for him he was far more....u...upset than his usual paranoia allowed him -she observingly stated--


Sprainy: -As Vixen wandered back out of the forest she reached the backside of the Great Hall, slipping through the backdoor into her Masters chambers. On her way to the bath she would remove the clothes spreading out over the floor. The water long cold would have to do as she did not wish to return in the Great Hall and have slaves fill the bath whilst still dirty.. that surely would dissapoint her Master. So cold water it was. Shivering through the girls body as the toes and soon the ankles and so on connected with the bath water.-


TyronThorsson  Tyron smirks as the Lili confirmed what Tyron already know. His slave had been truthful. but he was concerned that the tailors, slave was holding back information about the Hammer. Perhaps she didnt even know it. Somethign said in passing that she paid no attention to at the time... perhaps it had meaning. Tyron forced a comforting smile to his lips and he place a large hand upon the skin of her shoulder, "If you remember anything, come to Me straight away, day or night, and tell Me what it is you have remembered." He would remove his hand from her shoulder and retreat to His throne, sitting down in it before speaking again, "As for My slaves request to keep you in The Great Hall....... We shall give it a try. You are Masterless now, but I am your Jarl and what I say goes. I have but one slave now and that is Vixen. However that does not mean that i will not punish you severely if your behavior displeases Me. I will use you to fuck My guests... otherwise take the lead of the other house slaves and keep yourself unpunished."


Sprainy: -Once having washed the blood off of her body.. she crawled back out.. dried herself off and moved to find a different set of clothings. Going with the simple red dress and a single dagger to her thigh. She pushed the door inbetween His chambers and the Great Hall back open and stepped in the room from behind the throne. Having noticed her Master had sat down she would bring herself to stand into her usual spot.. her eyes upon Leona- "Leona, be a dear and clean up the mess I made in the chambers. Do not touch the bed or whatever is on the bed." -Leona nodded and moved to the chambers to do as she was tasked. Vixen did not worry one bit about Leona taking stuff from the bed as she was the one slave completly under Vixens manipulation.-


LiliumRoseThorn: -upon hearing the Jarl's words she took one look at the infernal hammer, perhaps it was spite for her former master but she calmed down for but a moment, nodding and speaking straightforward- Yes my Jarl, If this one remembers anything about the shadyness of her ex Master she'll immediatly come to you -she said before kneeling down all the way, bending her body foreward, placing her trembling hands upon the floor and bowing in a subservient show of respect- This one shall do her best not to displease the Jarl of Skane nor his guests -she replied with full respect, she'd raise her head as she heard the door behind the throne creak open, seeing Vixen return cleansed of blood-


TyronThorsson  Tyron chuckled as Lil kneeld and bowed and Vixen emerged from behind him to stand in her normal spot. His eyes went to vixen, drinking in her perfect form, they way they had done a thousand times. His arm extended from the throne and wrapped around her backside and pulled her onto the armrest of the throne. "It appears Lili has accepted her responsibilities."


Sprainy: -Vixen followed His guidance and settled herself down upon the throne.. curiously gazing between her Master and Lily- "What.. are these responsibilities if I may ask, Master Tyron?" -Before she finished her sentence her eyes rested upon Lily's form.. eyes curiously questioning the girl of what role she would be filling within the Great Hall.-


LiliumRoseThorn: -she kept still, as she let all the info and responsibilities sink in, she'd raise herself up after but a moment, keeping her head bowed down, eyes to the floor as she heard them speak, not wanting to come off as rude she'd stay still untill dismissed, her eyes scanning around to a few of the slave girls , taking in as much info she could use-


TyronThorsson  tyrons hand fell in a resting postion between vixens legs as he held her close to him. His eyes moved from her form to Lili. "I think that question should be answered By Lili. I'd be curious to see if she fully understands what is being 'asked' of her." He had been talking to Vixen but now his voice, louder, was aimed at Lili. "Tell Us, Lili..... What are My expectations of you?"


Sprainy: -Vixen simply kept her focus upon Lily, awaiting for her response to the asked questioned. Yet Leona would soon step out of the chambers and when she did.. Vixen would signal her to come to her and stand there silently untill spoken to as Vixen had need for Leona.. or better said, Lily would have need for her.. Just hoping that the given task was something a girl such as her would be able to handle.-


LiliumRoseThorn: -Lily took a deep breath, calming herself down so she wouldn't stutter, for she thinks it would be an affrond before them- Lily is to Clean, cook and service the guests of the Jarl, to be pleasing towards them as to not bring shame upon her, nor Skane and especially her Jarl, to please them in all ways they wish, be it food, drinks cleaning or the pleasures of flesh -she said witholding her anxiety for that brief moment, to radiate off a sense of discipline, obedience and subserviance-


TyronThorsson  Tyron nodded in apporival and the more elequantly described duties than he would have expected from the previously studdering, timid Lili. "Well said." Tyron looked to Vixen and calrified, even though there was no need. "She is to clean what is dirty, feed and drink those who have hunder and thirst, and to fuck those we demand her to fuck." The use of the word "we" was dilberate as it was to show his Slave a reinforcement that she was indeed an extention of Him and in his absence, what she said would be law. He then moved her gently off his lap and stood. "I will let you and Leona get her situated. I am going to take a bath and perhaps rest My eyes. when you have finished, find Me, where ever I am, I wish to taste you." He then nodded to the still kneeling newly aquired slave to the great hall and retired to His chambers.-


Sprainy: -Vixen waited for her Master to dissapear into His chambers with just a nod to answer His words. The moment He slipped through the door Vixen settled herself onto the throne as her eyes scanned the room.- "Seems its just me and the Great Halls slaves.. Leona.." -Vixen adjusted her gaze from Lily to Leona whilst making a hand gesture towards Lily- "Make sure Lily is clothed in something more warm.. that she once again is fed and have her rest for the day. Tomorrow I need you to guide her through the Great Hall and inform her of the duties that must be done." -Vixen sighed for a moment, realising that she would have to adjust the spoken schedule between the slaves with the addition of Lily to the team- "Hmm.. On second thought.. Have Lily fill in where there is need for extra hands, if there aint direct need.. she gets to rest her feet and use her hands instead." -She directed her attention to Lily- "Yes.. when you arent doing anything else I want you to use your skill to fix any clothes, fabrics or even furrs if you can. You enjoy suchs works, do you not? So you work.. yet have satisfaction" -Vixen rambled on before Leona have her a glance, informing Vixen she was doing so again- "If you need any new materials or equipment, let me know. As from now on, Lily.. you will be sleeping with the other slaves upon the large round bed."


LiliumRoseThorn: -she'd obediently nod, a gentle smile did creep in on her otherwise nervous face - yes Miss Vixen, this one shall make sure not to dissapoint you Nor Jarl Tyron -she said smiling as she looked up at Leona acknowledging and slowly comming to terms of her new duties, nothing she hadn't dealt with though so far though she has never served in a grand hall before, She has no idea what the future will bring only that her new Masters need to stay pleased with her, knowing she'd get to keep doing what she liked livened her up a bit, visibly washing some of her anxiety away as she let go of her flimsy rags that she'd been clenching-


Sprainy: -Vixen giggled and waved her hand at Lily in a dismissing manner- "Relax.. I am not one to order you about. Enjoy this moment for now.. in fact.." -Vixens voice would become slightly louder to make sure all the 9 slaves heard her loud and clear- "All of you.. put down your work and relax for a little while now the Great Hall is empty.." -Suddenly the voices of the slaves filled the hall as they happily started talking with one another whilst Vixen would focus her attention back on Lily- "When the hall is empty.. we slaves relax.." -Vixen winked at her as one of the slaves walked up to Vixen, no hesitation visable within the slave as she did so and just calmly adressed Vixen- "Vix, the daily report of yesterdays event.." -The slave handed over a small piece of paper with Vixen nodding- "Thank you, Elisa." -The girl nodded before walking off again- "Thats another one of your duties, Lily.. the slaves of the Great Hall keep me informed of everything that has happend and each word that has been spoken. Anything of even the slightest importance is brought to my attention. As people usually discard slaves as unable and inadequate you can listen in without becoming suspicious. Leona will teach you over the next few weeks."


LiliumRoseThorn: -she looked puzzled, and bewiledered at the sight of all the slaves relaxing, chatting as if on a lunch break, she couldn't even dream of such calmness before as she looked around before turning back to Vixen, nodding at her words- mmhn this one will do her best Miss ... vixen -she said smiling as she felt a warmth she can get used to- t...thank you Vixen, for everything -she said as she bowed, deeply before getting on her feet and walking to the side with Leona, who informed her for a few things already, searching for a more fitting clothing t han this rags she was wearing-

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