TyronThorsson  tyron would have normally been naked this time of morning.... having just woke up you and pushed vixens Naked body off of him. Winter seemed to have finally hit and though He was a Demigod He did prefer to be comfortable... today, clothes would be more comfortable so he simply threw on a pair of burlap pants and a a raggety baggy shirt. He made his way out into the main hall, grabbed some warm mead and plopped down in His throne while he tried to fight back a headache.



Sprainy: -Vixen growled softly.. not being a morning person and always being pushed off from the heat source. A sigh passing her lips as she saw Him crawl up, doing the same. Slipping into a leather pants, a fabric white shirt before bringing a corset around her waist. Stepping into her boots and gloves whilst following her Master out to the main hall. She'd silently took her place besides the throne.-



EmmaBey: Beyla had been up for a while already. She had been exploring Skane in most of her free time though she seemed to have a lot of free time. She had restless sleep and her mind was always flooded with thoughts she could not shake. She thought she might try doing some fishing later in the afternoon if any fish were biting but for now she wold make her way to the Great Hall...again. Perhaps this time it wold not be so busy as it had been for the past few days. When she entered the Great Hall she saw Tyron sitting on his throne and Vixen there beside it. She offered a smile as she spoke while stepping closer to them. "Good morning to the both of you." Beyla would walk off to the side stepping to a table that held some fruit and she would pick up a handful of grapes before putting one in her mouth to chew on silently as she moved over to stand before them with a smile on her face.



TyronThorsson TyronThorsson  FluisterNarrate tyron sipped his warm mead as Vixen came up to stand next to him. Still fighting back the headache from the mental warfare that Thor had been waging in His mind, he looked over to her. Her butt was at eye level so he reached out and grabbed it and pulled her into the throne with him as Emma made her way in. In response to her 'good morning', Tyron simply gumbled. "I feel like Mjolnir is sitting on my brain....."



Sprainy: -A light gasp as she suddenly was pulled into Him.. a odd but nice side affect from whatever Thor was doing. A shoulder leaning into His chest whilst she brought up a hand ontop of his hand, her fingers gently so massaging along his scalp whilst her eyes was focused upon Beyla- "Hey Beyla, hope you are well. You seem a bit tired, got no comfortable place to sleep?"



EmmaBey: Beyla's smile would go plain for a moment as she nodded. "Aye...a pile of straw on the ground under a tent isn't the most comfortable but it's nothing I haven't done before. Ya know..with the traveling I use to do." Beyla would say before popping another grape in her mouth to chew. Her attention wold turn to the Jarl. "Which is one of the reasons I came by actually. I was hoping I might be able to aquire a place of me own. Perhaps there might be an unoccupied home within the Underbelly I might can take up residence in?" Beyla asked.



TyronThorsson  tyron looked up from behind his hand and over the top of Vixens shoulder to Beyla. He saw the girl but in His minda he had only seen her in the backs of rooms, leaning against walls and with the amount of people coming in and out of skane and all of the things going on within His mind, He simply could not place who the girl was..... He stared at her blankly and whicpered into Vixen's ear. "Who is she again? and..... what does she do?....." and he whisperd to her his free arm wrapped around her groping her breasts again as He was known to do almost as if it were being done out of habit.



Sprainy: -Vixen blinked in surprise.. her head followed to tilt as His hand went unnoticed with her just uttering- "What the...?" -She gazed up at the ceiling for a moment, her eyes narrowing.. Thor, what the fuck are you doing? she pondered to herself before leaning upwards to whisper in return whilst smiling softly in Beyla's direction with a comforting nod.- "Beyla.. Master. The girl I saved from the brothel.. had my assassins join.. the one You threw in the cut alongside with me.. and.. -She'd made sure her whispers were as quiet as possible upon the next bit- "The girl who'm the succubus has under control.. we spoke about this last night, Master.. what is going on?" -Once she finished speaking to Tyron Vix payed attention towards Beyla- "No need for you to live in the underbelly. I am sure we can arange a housing for you here. You can sleep with the slaves, not as uncomfortable as it sounds.. and otherwise a more luxery bed over at the door against the price of little work a day." -Then turned back to her Master, a worrying look upon Vixens face.-



EmmaBey: Beyla popped the last grap in her mouth and the wiped her palms against one another to brush them off. She crossed her arms over her chest looking to the 2 of them though she didn't quite hear everything that was being whispered but heard a little bit of Vixen explaining who Beyla was. Has his memory gone? Questions arose in her mind but she quickly pushed them away as she focused back on the matter at hand. She would look to Vixen as she mentioned sleeping with the slaves. Sleep with the slaves? Would that mean she would be assumed as a ...sloave..too? Beyla's facial expression went to one of curiousity. "Work? What type of work did ya have in mind?"



TyronThorsson  Tyron shook the cobwebs out of his Mind as he heard vixen explain. It all came back to him as if it had never not been there. It was strange that he had drawn such a blank.... He looked to Beyla, "Of course! Beyla!" He smiled and shuffled out of the throne, allowing Vixen to sit there behind him as he stepped off the platform and got close to beyla. He pul a hand on her shoulder and used the other hand to til her head back and forth, inspecting it as if it were the first time He had every really considered what she looked like. He then took a step back and looked her up and down... "Vixen is right... no need to sleep in the Underbelly..... Let Me as you.... Do you have any Skills that might be usefull for The Crown?"



Sprainy: -Vixen simply would remain in the throne, gazing towards Tyron and Beyla.. yet within her mind she was trying to puzzle out what was happening.-



EmmaBey: Beyla wold look to the Jarl a bit puzzled at his behavior. Even more so when he came over and basically inspected her looks. She would rub her cheeks a bit after he let go and stepped back. She wold ponder for a moment."I don't know really. I am not a cook so that is a no. I was thinking of getting meself a horse. Perhaps I could use such and if there was a free wagon or cart around...maybe deliver goods to the Crown from various other places in Skane. I am not quite sure to be honest Sir. Aside from my skills with arrows and blades...I do not feel I have much else." Beyla had thoughts going through her head but none she could speak of. If she were to stay here at the Great Hall...she would surely be found out. "Ya know, if it's too much trouble I can always stick to my tent or the stables I have been using. I do not wish to be a bother to anyone here."



TyronThorsson  tyron Smirked as Beyla had suggested helping out by doing something that would allow her to move freely..... Tyron considered soemthing for a moment........ "Beyla..... Do you underestimate the knowelgege I have about the goings on in SKane..... nothing happenes without Me finding out..... you know this dont you?...... Le Me ask you something....... If it came down to a choice, Who would you be loyal to? Me: The Man who has offered to give you shelter, food, clothes, employment, and saved your life from the icy rapids of The Cut, OR The Slave Trader who has used her snake charming abilities to basically corrupt your freewill and force you into her own collar?"



Sprainy: -Vixens tilted her head.. a sigh before the snap of her fingers- "Shoo, out, everyone." -Crawling up from the throne she would pass Tyron and Beyla before mumbling softly- "Dont tell anyone else.. He said.. now saying it with every slave to hear..." -Vixen slightly annoyed at the fact as she followed the slaves towards the door. Eyeing the guards she would mumble- "Keep an eye on them. No one leaves.. if they do, your soul will leave. Got it?!" -Vixen then simply walked back on it, sat down at the table with food and started to eat something herself. Seeing she had to once again manipulate the slaves in their dreams to make them forget something it was going to be a long night ahead for her.-



EmmaBey: When he spoke of choosing her loyalties and of how he knew of what the Succubus had done her eyes would widen ever so slightly. 'He knows?!" She thought. Quickly dismissing that thought she would get a puzzled look on her face. "The Succubus? Whatever are you talking about? I wouldn't be caught dead with the likes of her." Beyla would say as she really had no choice but to though truth was in the words she spoke. "If it came down to it my loyalties would be with you, Sir. I owe you a debt and I haven't forgotten that. I would not purposely align myself with that manipulative wench. I don't trust her any further than I can throw her." Beyla would say as she said a lot of truth which didn't go against the Succubus' commands. Beyla looked around as the other slaves had been ordered out. The thoughts flooding through her mind were at war with one another as she screamed in her head. Beyla would take a few steps around Tyron to get a little closer to the throne as her color started fading from her complexion and she started feeling a bit faint. She would rub her temples a bit as she stood there.



TyronThorsson  as Beyla walked around Tyron and spoke of how she didnt trust the Snake Charmer and how she wouldnt puposefully align herself with her, He believed her. He wasnt sure what sort of things Ros was capabale of but he knew she had some sort of ability to control people through sex.... He spoke to Beyla as he stood behind her. "I am glad to hear that, Beyla..... consider this another favor that I have done for you." As he said it he flicked the back of her head. The force would be enough to knock her unconcious. Once unconcious he would take her by the ankle, remove her clothes other than her undergarments to ensure she had nothing to pick the locks with and dragged her into His Slave Cage and lock the door/ He then moved the cage closer to the fire so that she would be warm without the aide of her clothing. Tyron looked back to Vixen. "You know what to do....... Break the controll the Snake Charmer has taken her with....... Beyla here will be My informant."




Sprainy: -Vixen simply nodded as she swallowed the last bit of food before wandering over to the slave bed. Sitting down cross-legged as she closed her eyes. It took only a few breaths in and out before Vixen was in a meditating state. A little flash from her chest before the sudden squeek of a mouse could be heard. Vixen thought to herself He could of at least let her do this with Mona.. but nope.. a mouse. The little feet of the mouse dashed through the Great Hall into the cage and hopped ontop of Beyla's chest as it sat down. Beyla would soon find herself dreaming which Vixen controlled. Within the dream the girl would find herself tied to a tree as the sun would soon go under, the moon rising.. as a day passed. Another full rotation of the moon and sun as two days passed. The girl would suddenly feel a relief within her, as if something had been lifted. Then upon the start of the thirth day Beyla would be untied by a hood covered man who'm dragged her inside the Great Hall and within the cage where she soon fell asleep through the warmth of the fire. Upon waking up, Beyla would feel as if over two days had passed. Suddenly the mouse ran off as Vixen had stood up from the bed and walked over to the table with the various herbs. Fishing out some Devils Claw which were placed in a bowl, said bowl would be placed as close to Beyla as possible before Vixen used a stick, catching it on fire within the fireplace to then throw in the bowl.. burning the Devils Claw as the intake of the scent would help break the charm placed upon Beyla. A little side effect of it would be that she might feel more positive, even in the darkest hours. That effect would wear off within a day or 2.-




EmmaBey: Once he flicked her in the back of the head she would instantly fall to the floor unconscious. She would not move or utter a sound as Tyron stripped her, mostly, and locked her in the cage . She appeared as she were in a deep sleep. Beyla would soon be dreaming unaware of the mouse that was on her chest nor aware of what was actually happening. Beyla felt as if the dream was real as if the events occuring were actually occuring. She felt the need to go somewhere as she was tied to the tree though she was unable to move. As the days seemed to pass in the dream the relieved feeling would wash over Beyla. She would find herself being dragged to a cage and then simply passing out. Beyla would breathe in and out as the scent of the burning herb made its way inside of Beyla sealing the breaking of the Succubus's spell. Beyla's eyes would crack open. She saw what looked like bars before her eyes at first glance. Fully waking she would see she was in a cage by the fire. Looking down she saw she was missing her clothes as well. A bright smile would arise on her face as she looked around gripping the bars of the cage. "Hey...what am I doing in a cage? I mean, its great that I am warm by the fire and not tied to a tree." Beyla would say in a cheery way as if her being in a cage wasn't a negative thing at all. She leaned her back against the back of the cage as she drew her knees up to her shest and rested her chin on her knees with a smile on her face as she felt a weight had been lifted from her somehow. "How long have I been here? It feels like days have passed."




Cha0ticRuss: Jaecar returned back from his voyage docking his ship at the docks , getting dock workers to start unloading it , most would be going to the Great Hall ,Some to the Inne, containing iced over animals he had hunted , the ones to the Inne was the Things that Reijina had requested , Payed the dock workers with coin he had "Borrowed" from a group of traveling merchants , their wares in some of the crates as well. Making his way through the Settlement of Skane reaching the Great Hall pushing opened the doors stepping inside , taking a moment for his eyes to adjust from being back inside after being outside for so long before making his way across the room.



TyronThorsson  Tyron nwatched as Vixen did her thing and in no time, it seemed like Beyla was waking back up and the burning herbs has brought some pleasantries to the previously unconcious girl. Tyron opened that cage and helped her out and spoke to her..... "We had to put you in the cage for your own good.... there was no telling how you would react....... tell Me something Beyla, do you remember what The Snake charmer did to you?" Just then Jaecar opened the doors to the Great Hall and Tyron Gave the half naked girl a look that said, 'not now.' He released her into the care ov Vixen and sat down in the Throne. "Welcome back. it has been a minute since I saw you last!" He spoke to Jaecar as He made his way into the Hall.



Sprainy: -Vixen had already prepared a furr blanket which she would wrap around Beyla's shoulder, smiling at her- "You must be hungry! Two days being tied to a tree like that.. dont worry, we'll find the one resposible." -Vixen said full confidence as she would help guide Beyla towards the table filled with food and drinks. Motioning with her hand for the girl to sit down and eat- "Go on, eat as much as you can. You are safe now." -She would sit down besides Beyla would she choose to sit and start digging in herself as she was still peckish.-



EmmaBey: Beyla would look to the Jarl with a smile on her face as he unlocked the cage and helped her out. She looked to him with a puzzled look when he asked of what the snake charmer had done. Beyla thought for a moment and would begin nodding to him when the male entered the Great Hall. She looked to Vixen with a smile still on her face. Beyla took the fur blanket and wrapped it tighter around her to cover her half naked body as she only had on her undergarments. "Yes, Vixen, something to eat sounds wonderful." Beyla would said cheerfully as she took a seat at the table and grabbed an apple to start munching on. Beyla looking around with a bright smile on her face which was oddish for Beyla but perhaps she was in a good mood.



DeviousMiskreent: Reijna paced in her office in the tavern, terrified of returning to the Great hall after she had attacked the visiting queen. Tyron had not called for her, so she hoped that was a good sign, but she knew she couldn't put things off either. Especially since her payment to the Jarl was due, He had lead her to taking over the inne but had claimed a portion of its proceeds., which she was more than willing to pay, in fact, the gold sat on her desk, along with everythinng she could spare to help offset the cost of her outburst. She gathered up her wits and courage, grabbed the coinpurse and her weapons, and made her way quickly to the Crown. She slipped in just behind Jaecar, but kept to the far wall, not interupting what was going on and waiting for the Jarl to notice her. --d--



Cha0ticRuss: Jaecar nodded to Tyron "Thank you Tyron, Was quite the lengthy voyage, but i came back with a decent load of Food, furs, and riches , and news , while in the Village of Bruxlar i overheard the mention of a settlement , an old fortress where the Son of Loki are taking recruits, and while exploring the other side of this land, i seen smoke rising from what i thought was just part of a mountain range, nearly thought it was Skane at first cause it had the scent of cooking meat , so i moved in closer while on shore, there is a settlement within a stone throw to Skane, with great hunting grounds " glancing behind him some catching the scent of Reijina , offering a small smile and looking back to the Jarl .



TyronThorsson  Tyron sitting and smiling as Jaecar enters.... "I shall have to send a scouting party..... it sounds like it should be the site of Skanes Next raid! Just then Reijna came in behind Jaecar. Tyron stood up......"I was wondering when you would come to see Me, Reijna.....come on up here, lets have a look at you." He would stand looming over the room with his smile long faded.... however what replaced it wasnt a scowel.... it was a look of indefference.-



Sprainy: -Vixen gazed towards Tyron constantly as she did.. just in case He'd motion to her which had her spot the change in his facial expression. Leaning slightly towards Beyla she whispered softly- "just.. enjoy your food. and I am sure the crates behind us have some clothes for you. Take whatever you need to feel comfortable." -Then, rather hastely so she would move over towards Tyron and take her position besides Him.. her hand grazing along His shoulder as she turned to face the room alongside Him.-




EmmaBey: Beyla sat there smiling as she ate on the apple. She would wipe her chin with her hand as some of the apple's juices would trickle down her chin. Her ears perked to hear the male speak of a settlement that sounded familiar to her. Beyla nodded with a smile as Vixen spoke to her about some clothes. Beyla would get up from the table and dig around in the crates before finding some clothes that suited her style. "Great!" She blurted out. She would let the fur blanket fall to the floor as she got dressed, not being bashful at all of who saw her. Though the whole time she kept an ear listening to the conversation to hear more of this settlement.



DeviousMiskreent: Reijna startled a bit as Tyron addressed her, something that was highly unusual, Then again her behaviour of the last several days had been highly unusual, jumpy, easily startled, looking a bit pale and sick, and moving very slow, yet with purpose, like every step hurt. "Yes My Jarl" she said in a soft but confident voice. "I bring the profits from the tavern, and everything I can spare to help offset the cost of screwing up your deal with the Queen" she said, taking a knee in front of his throne and holding the coin purse up for him in one hand. --




OlgaDiscordia: With the gates still closed and the tyrant “unavailable” to open them for her she was forced to find occomidations for the night. The inn was her first choice but she was quick to learn who the owner was. That left the brothel. At first she despised the idea of entering such a disgusting place. but she realised she still had questions about why the succubus had yet to make an appearance herself. forcing the slave girls to bring her to the succubus herself she was able to finally see the woman again. And boy if it wasn’t for her queenly mask she would have laughed her ass off at the sight. The proud succubus now huddled into her bed with blankets and bandages wrapped all around her. keeping her as warm as possible most likely to do with her healing, which was also how she explained the odd looking ashe flooting out of the covers. At the end of their little conversation she didn’t learn much, as the succubus begrudgingly agreed that her injures had been self inflicted, and demanded not to talk about it earlier, odd. As the succubus gave her permission to use the guest room and an apology for her “colleagues” behaviour. She stepped out of the room just as some red head was stepping inside. she didn’t look like one of her slaves or her whores so.. it was a bit odd but she didn’t think much of it. Next day, she was making her way back to the great hall. With the intention of politely asking for the gates to be open so that she may leave as she pushed the doors open herself the Queen would be quick to stop the man in question.. only for her eyes to narrow at the woman he was speaking with. Deciding to wait and hope the woman would just leave-



TyronThorsson  Tyron TOok the paymend from Reijna. Looking through it, he tossed a dew coins back at her feet. "Save the eaxtra payment. Vixen here as unfucked the situation and we are going to keep the deal with the queen. You will need to grow the fuck up and do what is best for Skane if you wish to remain My number two..... which means you will do NOTHING to jeopardize this transaction. Tyron gacve the payment to Vixen to put it away and then looked to the door as the Queen opened the doors. "Speak and she will appear...... Come on in Queen Olga. My Second has soemthign she would like to say to you."



Sprainy: -Vixen made sure to catch the payment yet with the Queen entering she would put it in her pouch for now. The effort brought in making this deal happen was not about to go wasted and she'd made sure stay by her Masters side. A light bow of her head towards the Queen before speaking softly- "Queen, nice to see you again. Here, catch." -As she placed the coin in her pouch she had fished out a vial as a little present towards the Queen, a wink followed before adressing her politely once more- "Use it when... well you know when. Dont drink it all at once. 3 dosis in there." -Her eyes then went away from the Queen and gazed around the room, eyeing Beyla, Reijna and the hunter as she wondered where Kassandra was to uphold her duties within the Great Hall.-



EmmaBey: Beyla would go back to where she was sitting at the table. She even picked the apple she had been chewing on back up and went back to taking bites from it despite its slight brownish discoloration from it sitting for a moment. She noticed the Queen walk in. Beyla still had the bright smile on her face. She recalled the events that had occured (to Beyla thanks to Vixen) only a couple of days earlier when Reijna had attacked the Queen and her guards. A soft chuckle coming escaping her lips as she recalled the events. "Less mouths to feed." She muttered aloud to herself. Beyla covered her mouth for a moment hoping her small chuckle had not been heard. Beyla being basically drunk with positivity cold not help herself right now.



DeviousMiskreent: Reijna didnt even flinch as the coins were tossed back at her, nor did her eyes or hands stray to the golden discs. She wasn't interested in the gold, not when his mood could turn in a moment and her life could be forfeit. Her breathing was slow and steady, but her heart raced as he continued to speak. Throat dry as she looked up to him, but no higher than his chin. His calm words caught her by surprised, and her eyes darted back down to his boots. "Yes my Jarl" she said firmly. "It won't happen again Sir" But as he addressed the queen, saying she had something to say to her, a scowl filtered accross her eyes, turning them dark. She had to take a few moments before turning her head, and only her head in the direction of the regal woman. "My outburst was a mistake, and it will not happen again" she practically growled. Reijna would rise to her feet, but kept her head down in reverence to her Jarl, moving out of the way for the queen to approach the throne. --d--



Cha0ticRuss: Jaecar had noticed the bruising on Reijina although faded and the way she was acting , and the mention of a Queen and now her comming in thinking to himself *what in the nine hells have i missed * Glancing to the Queen, nodding his head , and glanced back to the Jarl "i can go with the scouts if you wish my Jarl"



OlgaDiscordia: -she let out an internal sigh hearing the Tyrants words, her hopes that the psychotic murderer would just leave was quickly shut down. As she level her indifferent looking gaze upon the woman that killed six of good men yesterday in the most brutal of fashion. She wasn’t really expecting an apology, and from what the woman said she didn’t really get one. With an stoic tone of voice she would say- See to it that it doesn’t- it wasn’t forgiveness. Looking back up at the Jarl- I spoke with her Mistress Rosalina and have done all I needed before the final transaction may occur. Also I would like to ask when the body’s of my fallen Guards will be brought to my ship with the promised ice?



TyronThorsson  Tyron gave a nod of approval at Reijna's apology. He didnt really expect more than that.... actually he preferred that she kept her edge. He was pleased though that His breaking of her did seem to be sticking..... He was concerned she wouldnt survive another attempt if it were required. He nodded to Jaecar, "I am sure they would appreciate your Guidence...... I look forward to your report." He then answered the QUeen, "Your men should be getting loaded aboard your ship now, they are in crates with ice from the falls. I assume you'll want to depart immediately so that the ice lasts.... The guards at the Gate are expecting your arrival and will open them for you on sight.... Is there anything else, Queen Olga?"


Sprainy: -Vixen just stood there silently, watching.. listening.-


EmmaBey: Beyla would hear more talk of the settlement and it being scouted. Beyla would suddenly burst out with a bit of rudeness but remained positive. "Hey, I think I know of this settlement you speak of. I've been there. The ladies are nice to look at as well as some of the men. They have good hunters and warriors there. My lover is there." Her smile brightened as the thought of her lover Emma came to mind but then continued. "Its a wonderful place to visit. I suggest you go there sometime. Drink and have a merry good ole time with the females there. Those villagers there can throw a celebration." She would say as she plopped her feet up on the table and crossed one leg over the other as she shoved the last bite of apple in her mouth with a big smile.



DeviousMiskreent: Reijna bit her own tounge in an effort to keep herself from making some sharp retort back at the queen. She swallowed hard and simply glared at her though. But it was Beyla's outburst that caught her attention, her dark hazel eyes dancing to the friend of her brothers, and . . how odd she seemed to be acting. --d-



Cha0ticRuss: Jaecar looked towards Beyla , grinned abit and looked back to Tyron and Vixen "What in the world is she on, and why isn't she sharing?" laughed abit then spoke again "rest of the raiders will be happy im sure not raping hags " grinned and walked towards Reijina "I have something for you as well Reijina" , reaching into his bag drawing out a leather bag.



OlgaDiscordia: -Looking down at the vial in her hands, judging that it was the substance that made her calm down from panic attack level to nervous and angry levels the night before. Looking back up at the blonde woman.- Thank you.. -she says keeping herself from showing any feelings she felt for the gift from the woman that made her incredibly angry and sad for making her do “the right thing” by doing something wrong. Looking back up to the Large man she would nod her head at him while putting the small vial into a pocket in her cloak- No Jarl, that will be all, and I suppose this is good bye for now. I shall be back ones the slaves have completed their training. Which from what the succubus told me shouldn’t be to long. -with a clack of her heels an a nod of her head- Vedaust na'ceroth, -and a good bye in her native tongue she would turn around and make her way out of the great hall, stopping for a moment to look at the red head who started speaking of a lover somewhere in a settlement, recognizing her from the night before as the girl that went into the succubuses bedchamber as she was leaving, she was going to say something but, shrugged it off, finding that the demons love life was far away from her interests.. Looking to finally leave this place. meanwhile, Rosalina had had enough of just staying in her rooms waiting for either to be fulled healed or at least a visitor that wasn’t Beyla for her nightly visits. She had at least healed to the point she could walk with the help of a walking stick but other than that she wasn’t in the best shape at all. Trying to hide her injuries with a great deal of clothing and, hide one other concession for the previous nights events. With her carriage coming to a stop by the great hall just as the queen was leaving she would step in instead, a bit more slowly with her walking stick making an audible sound against the floor below her. wincing in pain with almost every movement as she went into the hall and was tempted to just sit down at the table. But instead decided to just keep going, hearing something about a possible raid as she smiled at the idea, trying to sound as herself with a smile- ohhhj are we talking about having another raid, how… -winces- exciting. -her expression would immedintly fall as she realized the Reijna was there as well. Feeling a bit nervous but, if she hadn’t said anything yet. She probably wont ever. Which gives her a chance to maybe speak with her about it in private.


TyronThorsson  Tyron looked from Beyla to Jaecar with an ammused smirk on His face.... "Perhaps we will not need a scouting party afterall..... it appears we have our scout for this raid." He chuckled and then nodded to the queen as she exited. Ros then walked in a bit hobbled. Not having seen her or heard of her condition other than the breifest of discriptions, Tyron had to admit to himself a level of respect for her apparent condition and her perserverence in making it into the great hall and involving herself. THough it was not lost on him that he still did not fully trust the SNake charmer. He welcomed her in, "Good to see you are up and about, Snakecharmer. You'll be glad to hear that the Deal with the Queen Olga is still a go...... Why dont you have a seat and make yourself comfortable." He would look beifly to Beyla to judge her reation to Ros's presense before finally sitting back down in His throne. and looking to Reijna.... "I think we should raid this settlement soon..... at this rate those within Skane will all be crippled.... We need to get you someone else to take out your agression on..." He chuckled.



Sprainy: -As Vixens eyes still just gazed about between everyone, now on the succiebitch as well.. who'm Vixen did not truly acknowledge as per usual. She just.. still stood there, watching and listening. Keeping an eye out on every single one of them. Yes, Vixen was silently judging everyone. Most importantly so, her own Masters strange behaviours as of late.-



EmmaBey: Beyla grabbed a handful of grapes. She plopped one in her mouth as she chewed it up. "Aye, they have the best homemade winie there. If you're not careful it will knock you on your arse." Beyla blurted out again with her smile just as big. "Rape isn't good but I guess you gotta get it somehow." Beyla would say. She looked to see Rosalina hobble in with a walking stick. A grin from ear to ear came across Beyla's face as she stayed in her position plopping another grape in her mouth. She would glance over with her grin looking to Rosalina. "I see the cripple has a walking stick now. Good for you." She would munch on another grape before speaking up again at Rosa. "How's that tail doin? At least you have a nub left, huh Stumpy?" She wold plop another grape in her mouth and smile from ear to ear.


DeviousMiskreent: Reijna startled a bit as Jaecar moved towards her, even having to stop herself from taking a step back from him. It was clear that she was exeperienceing the effects of shock, but from what? Her eyes seemed both focused and far away as she turned them to him, a small smile playing at the edge of her lips, thinking the satchel held the few items she had asked him to get for her. Soaps, lavendar, licorice root (anise) and a few other things. But the weight was wrong as she took hold of it. She didn't have the chance to open it as Rosalina came through the doors, and the talk of rape made her look even paler than she did already. Her hand clenched into her fist as the succubus made her way closer, and closer, a fine trembling of both fear and rage rippling over her skin, darkening it as she fought off an involuntary shapeshift of her own, wanting to attack the demon and be done with her once and for all. The Jarls words barely registered with her, "mmmm I only attack those who provoke me Jarl" she said, her fingers twitching over Jaecar's as she held on to his 'gift'-- -



Cha0ticRuss: Jaecar notticed her reaction and tilted his head "whats wrong Reijina? " also noticing her reaction as Rosalina came closer and the mention of rape , feeling her fingers twitiching on his hand looking into her eyes , his going a solid black color , veins raising in his arms and neck. and goin g back normal settling down , drawing out a second bag that did have what she had requested in it, even the chocolate.



OlgaDiscordia: -she smiled at the jarl, and not a seductive smile either but a real one as she was grateful for the mans welcome, taking another step forward only to wince noticeably as she put a bit of weight on her wounded leg.- yes.. I was glad.. disappointed to say the least how bad things got with your talks with the queen, of course you had nothing to do with that bit of lapse in progress my Jarl -she says with a nod of her head- but glad that everything worked out in the end.. -she than would turn her head to look at her secret bed slave. Rolling her eyes at the comment before replying- you are a cruel woman to be treating the wounded like this.. but not to worry, I wont be a “cripple” for long. And when I am good and healthy I will be sure to repay the favour -she says still sneering at the comment about the loss of her beautiful tail. Wishing to turn the clocks forward to the point it grew back faster… suddeny her eyes would widen.. wondering how the hell the woman knew about her injured tail… but deciding not to worry about that for now as she stepped closer to vixen, smirking at her as she got the usual greeting as in none.- well if it isn’t my favourite Slave Queen, does my beauty still render you speechless dear? Such a shame… -her smirk would grow for a moment as she jokingly says- say my name if you don’t want me to kiss you? -she says ignoring the pain on her leg and shoulder as she leaned in slightly not wanting to even look at Reijna for now, since the negative emotions around her aura was far to much for her right now



TyronThorsson  He chuckled at Reijna's comment and then nodded to Ros's Before simply sitting down and pulling Vixen into His throne with him on His lap. His one arm wrapped around her waist and th other trailed up her front to her throat when he just rested his grip there. It seemed that there was a bit more tention in the Great hall than usual and He decided He would see how it all played out. Tyron lightly squeezed his Slaves throat playfully as He watched the scene play out before him.



Sprainy: -She growled softly upon being pulled upon the lap as she tried to puzzle out why Reijna responded so fearfull upon Rosalina's entry. Being disturbed by not just that but having her throat squeezed lightly.. to then have the damn succiebitch right up in her face. Vixen already annoyed at the fact she cleaned up after.. certain people. Fixing what needed to be done for the greater good of Skane.. and the Jarl.. twice for what? Oh right, for being a slave. What a lovely timing for a wounded succiebitch to come up close. As the succiebitch leaned in.. Vixens so badly wanted to lift her leg and kick her.. yet, instead she simply turned her head with a calm expression upon her face away from Rosalina with her eyes gazing around her towards Reijna.. then back at Rosalina.. She shook her head and stopped caring and simply stated out loud- "So, Reijna.. Rosalina.. it seems you two had a eventful day at some point. Both seem to be weak and wounded since the same night and look at you Reijna.. what kind of excuse as a second are you.. shivering and turning all pale upon Rosalina entering the room? What happend to the almighty assassin who'm would stand up against Rosalina? And Rosalina.. you havent even gazed at Reijna once.. whilst you were usually always ontop of her, trying to get into her pants. Oh.. sorry, the obvious silence.. my bad, whatever happend was meant to remain a secret huh?" -Vixen shrugged her shoulders before turning her shoulder into her Master and kicking her feet up and over the thrones armsrest whilst then turning her gaze towards Master Tyron.-



EmmaBey: Beyla would plop another grape in her mouth as she chewed on it. She wold still keep that huge smile on her face. The banter back and forth with the Succie was pleasurable enough without the high she was feeling at the moment. "Careful there demon. You're tail isn't the only thing here that has been severed. Though I am sure some other things could be added to the list." Beyla would say in a positive way as she pulled her dagger out from her boot and stabbed it straight down into the table. She would plop another grape in her mouth chewing on it with a grin. Beyla would look over toward Vixen as she spoke to both Rosalina and Reijna. A grin still on her face as she chewed on the grapes. Did Reijna have something to do with Rosalina's wounds? Beyla would think to herself with her grin still present on her face.



DeviousMiskreent: Reijna was fighting her own fight/flight reaction as Rosalina got even closer, but then she could feel Jaecar's hand on hers, saw him pull out a second bag, and Vixen spoke. Anyone else, her words would have ellicited some sort of angry or shamed response, but for Reijna, it was like a slap accross her face. Vixen was right, what the fuck was she doing cowering before some wounded, sex craved demon? What the absolute fuck? Reijna took a slow, deep breath, her skin calmed and turned as cold as ice as she pulled her hand back from Jaecar. He recieced the last tender look of thanks before her eyes went cold and dark, and her spine straigtened. "Oh. . .recompense will come, thats for sure Vixen" A dark, twisted grin formed on Reijna's face as her blackened eyes lifted to Rosalina's, one could say there was death in those cold dark depths. "Yes there will. Njal says hello by the ways Mistress Roselina . . he's thinking of visiting soon for a snack. Maybe tonight . .. maybe he'll bring a freind" she said threateningly. She would turn on her heel then and retreat from the hall. "I have things . . to plan for" she called out, not waiting for dismissal, but a soft, dark, almost unhinged giggle escaped her as she slipped past the doors. ---d---



Cha0ticRuss: Jaecar looked to Reijina , and smiled softly at her tender look of thanks , then glanced to Rosalina after hearing Reijina gathering she had done something bad to Reijina, his eyes getting black again , glancing to the Jarl as his eyes went back to normal, figured the Jarl might get mad if he ruined the Great Hall or tore the succubus apart or other things he like to do to her. looking back to Reijina "the first bag, dont open it til i can talk to you first "



OlgaDiscordia: -she would immediently hide her nervousness at vixens questions as she leaned back with a playful smile- ohhh you know us, we do like to play rough.. you could say it got a bit too rough though.. -she says with a fake laugh into her hand before adding- Im only joking of course, My sweet friend Reijna would never injure me to this extend. My wounds were caused by a.. tragic accident but I wont bore you with the story since.. I doubt you much care anyways. -she says with a smile before freezing at Beyla’s words… mind racing in a bit of panic at the implication of what she just said thinking fast she would turn to beyla. She was about to give her an order, just to be sure that wasn’t what she meant, it wouldn’t be anything special maybe get the girl to grab her a cup of wine or… realizing there was nothing she could say that wouldn’t seem suspicion she would remain silent. Knowing time will answer her for her. she than would narrow her eyes seeing that Reijna was finally growing a pair and looking at her without acting like a wounded dear. Eyes narrowing at the extremely obvious threat. To the point she had to say- really… what you couldn’t come up with something a bit less obvious?? -she says towards the retreating form of Reijna before letting out a pout, bringing up a hand to rub at the aching injury on her shoulder as she stepped forward towards the tyrant and his slave- I will be sure to make sure the slaves are ready for the Queens arrival my Jarl, you don’t have to worry about that of course, also.. would you be so generous as to satisfy a girls curiosity about your.. unique heritage?



TyronThorsson  Tyron Smirked as Vixen ripped into Reijna and Ros.... She was beginning to fulfill the role, Tyron had wanted for His Queen Slave...... Tyron was known for his brutality.... and what he couldnt brutalize with His fists, Vixen was able to do with her words...... She had become more than a slave... With His mark, she was indeed a part of him and exention... She was beginning to say the things that Tyron would.... though she was better with words than He was which made her even that more brutal. She had become an advisor...... and even though He would never admit it alloud that she was more than a slave.... she was and he was pretty certain that she knew it. Seing Reijna leave without asking briefly made him want to summon her back for a beating but once again Reijna's insubordination had perfect timing as he was distacted by the arousal His slave was causing... Then Ros stepped up and asked him about His Heritage........ "What is it you'd like to know, Snakecharmer?".



Sprainy: -Seeing the events unfold before her after Vixen had spoken a mere tilt of her head and a rather sadistic grin grew on her lips. Vixens eyes darkened and.. did she just lick her lip? Vixens grin would most likely send chills down a mere humans spine as she grasped her Masters wrist who'm held onto her throat.. peeled it lose from her as she wiggled her hips about in His lap before crawling upwards and off of Him yet she would end up behind Him on the throne having her hands slide down His chest untill reaching where the shirt and pants met.. her fingers grasping the edge of the shirt before pulling it upwards with her head besides His.. teeth gently so tugging His earlobe before whispering ever so silently.- "Master Tyron.. I surely deserve a reward for this mornings work?" -She'd lift the shirt over His head before lifting her head, her eyes fixated on Rosalina before sliding her hands back down over His now bare chest untill her hands dissapeared down His pants, grasping around His cock with a wicked grin gazing at the succiebitch- "Oh my.. I've really fucked things up for you today, dear Rosalina... And now I am going to please the one cock you cant get your hands on.. How does it feel? Please, do tell.. a mere slave such as myself.. who'm needed training according to you.. to not just stand above you but also taking everything away from you and just to top it off.. gaining the best cock in all of Skane and every other land the water touches?" -Vixens once bright red eyes were turned so dark.. they actually were pure black. Licking along her lower lip once more.-



EmmaBey: Beyla would stand up and look over the food on the table. Deciding she didn't want anymore she wold turn and look to the conversation that was going on. Her arms would cross over her chest as she observed for a moment. Her head shook at the actions Vixen took with her Master. She would even let out a chuckle at the Vixen's words to Rosalina. Beyla started to feel a bit tired so she looked over toward the bed mentioned to her earlier that morning. She gave a shurg and simply walked past the demon. The thought of kicking the walking stick from her hands crossed her mind but she dismissed it. She simply wold shoot her a sharp grin as she passed by. Beyla would crawl on the bed and lay out flat on her tummy turning her head to one side as she closed her eyes before dozing off moments later.



Cha0ticRuss: Jaecar watched as Reijina left the Great Hall, and walks over to the table with the food picking up an apple , taking a bite as he sit down , taking out a coin walking it along his knuckles into his hand , using his thumb to bring it back on his knuckles walking it again as he watched Beyla crawl on the bed , and glanced baack up to Vixen and Tyron and smirked hearing her.



OlgaDiscordia: Your father is thor no? that’s.. where you get your more special abilities from? Tell me about this godly father of yours? The reason why I ask is because where I “grew up” we were never taught about these gods of yours. And the more I spend time with of their sons the more curious I become -she says with a smirk growing watching vixen maneuvering her way behind the man as started trying to get the man aroused it was an erotic sight as she was able to forget here jealousy for a moment.. till the bitch had to open her fucking mouth leading her to frown with disapproval- I would say you’ve been living out a weird fantasy you’ve created in your head to cope with my presence.. but the part about the tyrants cock.. -she says smirking down at it- yes.. that I will agree with you -licking her lips at the sight before wincing with pain having forgotten that her leg was still injured-



TyronThorsson  Tyron didnt answer the sanke charmer as Vixen has stolen all of His attention. He leaned Forward to allow for His shirt to be taken off and then his muscular arm hung down behind him grasping at her calf as her hands trailed down his ripple abdomen and into his pants where they would both wrap around the shaft of his limp cock. Of course it wouldnt stay limp and as she spoke to the snake charmer He began to harden in her hands. Tyron said alloud but at no one in particular. "If you dont wish to see Me fuck My slave in two, you may want to clear the great hall..... I mean to fuck her on this throne....."



Sprainy: -Vixen tilted her head before crawling off of the throne, the wicked grin still upon her lips- "Master Tyron may have to punish His slave... for I know a certain someone will not leave nor will I entertain her. Yours truly will be within Your chambers.. upon the bed, on the floor.. in the bath. However You desire it.." -She grinned, one last gaze towards the succiebitch- "Have a lovely night, Rosalina." -She said before slipping behind the throne into her Masters chambers, already undressing before even fully through the door.-



Cha0ticRuss: Jaecar tilted his head "think im gonna go to the Inne now, bye" he said with a laugh and got up walking out of the Great Hall in a quickened pace.



OlgaDiscordia: -she frowned with disappointment at the lose of a good show but shrugged her shoulders as she turned around, right after giving the Jarl a respectful bow- let me know if your in need of this humble servant Jarl, as always I am at your service any time you need of me -she says trying to ignore her injuries starting to get more sore, knowing she was pushing it and that her bed was where she should be right now. heading back out the great hall, into her carriage and off to her brothel-