ROLEPLAY HQ - conquest-of-blood-and-lust

TW: Abuse, violence, non-con, blood. More to be decided

"Princess! We are under attack!" The door slammed over as her personal knight gave her the warning. "Under attack?" She asked as she searched for his eyes. "Are the towns people safe?" "I am just here to ensure your safety." The knight spoke as he grabbed her arm and forced her to follow him, something he was only allowed to do in a situation where her life was truly in danger. There came no more protest from her as she was led along the hallways, down a secret passage to the secret bunker that lived deep in the ground of the castle. Once they got there she found her parents already there. She quickly went to them and was encased in an embrace. "Mother, Father." She said. "Are you both well?" She asked them quickly. They both nodded. "They came from the North my dear. An army thousands big. We were unprepared..." her father said to her and it was enough to know the city was in danger. The city that she loved so much. They stayed down there for hours upon hours. Very little times did someone come down to inform the King of what had happened and the times they did it was bad news. Walls fell, men were lost and eventually the call came that the castle walls had fallen just the same. Reports of the servants dead along the many hallways of her beloved home. The royals knew it would not take long before their underground passage would be discovered just the same and the men that had come to claim their lands were not known for their mercy. Their only way out? A pill with a toxic poison that would kill them in minutes. Something designed just for those situations. But just as Xanthia had been about to lift it to her lips another knight burst in. "The invaders are offering your highness his life along with his wife and daughter if they come out in surrender." He said to them in a panicked voice that he tried to keep steady. Her face went to her Fathers. What would they do? @Katelyn ((She/Her))

Torsten bellowed as his army laid waste of the puny human soldiers, the battlefield instantly sprayed red with the blood of the defending kingdom. The jagged and rusted blades of his own soldiers slicing and cutting deep into the soft flesh of the humans, many being slaughtered within moments of combat. Though that survived were left for dead, bleeding out and poisoned from the rust giving a slow death. His army soon felled the large walls that protected the kingdom, the streets instantly flooding with the blood of innocent human lives. Torsten didn't bother with the lowly insects, instead bolting towards the castle. Two of his most loyal and powerful followers joined him, the three cleaving their way through the rest of the resistance. They soon broke into the castle, the half orc's laughter echoing through the halls as servants and more armor clad soldiers fell at his hefty and pristine silver great axe. Torsten soon found himself without someone to kill. The three wondered through the halls in silence, the only sound coming from their heavy footsteps and clanking of chains and steel. As they turned a corner, Torsten would spot a man who laid in a ball shaking with fear. His men moved to kill the pathetic excuse for a solider though the half orc barked a loud command at the two in Orcish, causing the two to retreat into the halls. He approched and grabbed the man by the head, pulling him from the ground to face him eye to eye "You will tell your worthless leaders that they will surrender themselves and their kingdom to me, and in return I shall let the rest of their miserable people live. Understood?"

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The man nodded quickly as Torsten grinned with malice, dropping the man and watching him scurry off. Content with the man, he turned and pulled a large dragon bone horn from his belt. He put it to his lips and blew, the ghastly sound of a dragons long dead roar echoing throughout the kingdom. His army would suddenly stop their assault, lining up in front of the castle. He left the massive building and reunited with his army, built of mainly orcs yet some human and dwarven men stood covered in blood side by side with the rest of them. Torsten stood a few meters in front of the large army, grinning towards the entrance. His voice bellowed a moment later, quaking the skies and earth "SO WHAT WILL IT BE, PATHETIC HUMANS? WILL YOUR KINGDOM FALL AND BE FORGETTEN OR SHALL I CLAIM IT AND LET IT PROSPER?!"

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@♥Nakiss and tell♥

The decision came. If they could live to see another day it would be worth it. So they gathered themselves and would make their way out of the underground passage they found themselves in. Yet the moment they reached the common halls, Xanthia knew their choice had been wrong. The halls were covered in blood, bodies laying everywhere. Young servants slaughtered in the same ways as seasoned knights. It made her stomach turn. No man who did this would offer them a peaceful surrender. "Father.." she tried, but he instantly barked at her. "I will not hear it!" His pride already in the way to crawl back into that hole and choose their own way to perish. So she hung her head as she bit down on her lip. As they walked into the grand hallway, the throne room in a way he would be there waiting for them. Sitting mockingly in her father's chair. Yet she tried to keep herself straight. Her Father came forward first. "I offer you my surrender.." be said as he bowed down on one knee. Her mother soon followed. She had no choice. So she stepped forward in her green dress. As she bowed the golden ornaments in her hair chimed against one another. Yet her eyes never went to the floor, they held those of the man who had killed her people. The fire in them unmistakable. @Katelyn ((She/Her))

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@♥Nakiss and tell♥

The two orcs that had previously followed Torsten into the castle once more stepped forward at the command of the half orc, the three adventuring into the castle once more. Within minutes the blood soaked trio entered the throne room, each barring a toothy grin. Torsten approached the three kneeling humans, each of his orcs at his side. At his left was a heafty orc who had thick dark green hide and massive tusks, the other was thinner yet more muscular with light green skin. Each carried a jagged axe and a ramshackle crossbow at their leather belts. Torsten himself was much paler in skin color, his human side staining his body with the blood of weaklings. Not that much of his flesh was visible currently as it was covered in dark drying blood and chunks of human innards. He grinned down at the three, his dark eyes trailing over each of them. They staggered over the young of three, presumably their daughter "You lose." HIs deep voice said in a low tone before erupting in rough Orcish. The two orcs instantly readied their blades, one finding its way into the shoulder of the father and the other finding itself in the stomach of the queen. Torsten grinned down at the third, finding how she stared at him with fiery intensity charming. For a human, she was rather pretty as well. He quickly decided to make her his, making a quick movement despite his massive frame for a handful of her hair and fancy jewelry. Once he grabbed her, he lifted her up much in the same way he lifted the shaking man who relayed his message "Your kingdom has fallen. As promised, it shall prosper under my rule." Torsten growled in a deep voice. He lowered her and began to walk towards the throne, dragging her along by her hair. He soon plopped down on the fancy chair which whined in discomfort under his weight. He then blew into his dragone bone horn, the cheering of orcs and humans and dwarves filling the kingdom.

"You lose." She couldn't help the instant regret in her body. This was wrong. This was so wrong.. she heard the sound of steel and looked up at what was about to happen. Her parents didn't have enough time to respond yet she saw it happen. "NOOOOOOO!!" she screamed loudly in a voice that sounds shrik and full of dread. She tried to get up from her knees and sprint to them, but was instantly yanked back as a handful of her hair was grabbed and pulled her to her feet. She met his eyes in an angry stare with eyes that were just barely not overflowing with tears. "They surrendered!" She shouted at him, seeming to not care about her own safety or repercussions of her actions against this would be king. "You monster!" He even looked like one. Even if he was paler then the rest his tusk stuck out from his bottom lip. Yet he dragged her along to the throne and sat himself down into it. The jewelry in her hair already misplaced from how he was holding her and nearly tripping over her own dress. @Katelyn ((She/Her))

The tall half orc only chuckled as the woman screamed in rage and disbelief. He then looked to his man who were pulling their blades from the corpses of his prize's parents, shouting in thick Orcish. The two nodded, bowed, and then ran off. He would settle here for the foreseeable future as his army expanded. A feast was ordered to be prepared for the the victory and many more coming. A thick steel cage was also ordered by Torsten, uninterested at the thought of needing to hold the fiery woman to prevent her from trying to escape. If she did, he would have to punish such behavior and such pleasant skin isn't made for the abuse orc's endured for betraying commands A few moments as the two left, Torsten turned to the woman. His hand pulled her hair closer and his eyes narrowed at her. "Where is the beer." He demanded. Despite having a few drinks before the battle, Torsten could always use more alcohol while he waited for his men to bring the thick orc mead. The human beer was guaranteed to be shit to him but at least it was something to satisfy his thirst. "I could also do with a bath.." Torsten grumbled as he turned away from Xanthia, staring at the bloodied corpses ahead of him. He only scoffed, shaking his heavy head in disappointment "Stupid humans. Always believe they will get to live after I rip the heart from their kingdom."

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@♥Nakiss and tell♥

He did not seem to care at all about her shouting at him. He just took those words and even grinned. Like she was to meaningless to even come close to hurting him with her words. He just turned to his men and ordered them to space out. She was left with just him as her eyes stared down at the lifeless bodies of her parents, their blood staining the ground underneath them thay was meant to be used for knights to swear their loyalty to their crown. "Where is the beer." Her eyes shot towards him with fire still in them. Her hair by now in disarray, the braid that had been in it hanging on for dear life. "In the kitchens." She spit at him. "To bad you killed all the servants who could get it for you.." she spoke through gritted teeth. Whe was seething at what he had done and perhaps to his surprise she was not about to be grateful for having been the one left alive. She should have taken the damn pill, she should have turned around. "Stupid humans. Always believe they will get to live after I tip the heart from their kingdom." She scowled at him in anger. "Perhaps because us humans know what honor is.." she hissed at him once more. @Katelyn ((She/Her))

He grunted as the point of no servant was spoken, nodding gently. He then stood, his large hand pulling at her hair to drag her along as he began to wonder the halls in search of a kitchen "Yes. Perhaps I should have kept one alive. That would have been smart." Torsten said, his blood soaked body rippling as his muscular frame budged with hunger. This earned a growl from himself. Hunger annoyed him. The slight pains of the stomach begging was food, weakness. *Pain was weakness in orc society. Despite his powerful nature and seemingly unending blood lust, there were many orcs who didn't believe a half breed should lead. He didn't need to give them anymore reason to believe so. The thoughts of the unloyal swines angered him, causing him to huff with rage. His steps became more violent and quick, his grip became tighter and began to pull harder against her scalp. "Where the hell would a human put their kitchen? Clearly not next to their throne." Torsten grumbled in a low voice, his gaze traveling down to the woman in his grip. After a moment of thought, he released her. "Lead me to the kitchen. I do not suggest making any escape attempts. It would be a shame it harm that delicate human skin of yours." He grinned before crossing his arms, watching her intently. Torsten was ready in case she made any moves to do anything he did not order, as many humans were dumb enough to do

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@♥Nakiss and tell♥

She would complain as he pulled her along. Her hands on his big one to try and relieve the pressure on her scalp. But it helped none and she was dragged around by the stength of him. But eventually he let her go and she was pushed to the front. *Lead me to the kitchen." Once more an angry scowl found her as she looked at him. Yet she straightened her dress and patted down her hair, the jewelry slipping of it. She didn't say a word to him as she led him to the kitchen. The many bodies that lined the floor were making her sick to her stomach. She recognized some of them and in silence she spoke a prayer for them. They eventually reached the kitchen, far enough away to have probably made him angry. A stew had been thrown across the floor, but there were plenty of fresh baked breads lining the wall. @Katelyn ((She/Her))

Torsten walked closely behind her, eyes fixated on the smaller female. She was smart sp maybe she wouldn't run. Not yet, atleast. He would need to be careful around this spry human who's eyes roared with the fire of a dragon. He admired her strength, having just witnessed her parents be murdered and now walking the halls where the people she was supposed to protect lay in shreds without much reaction. Sparing her life could proof fruitful with entertainment, possibly information, or could be the end of the half orc. He huffed at the thought of the little woman getting the better of him. If it was fated then that shall be his fate. It was unlikely though so he shoved it in the back of his head. Once the two enter the kitchen, the large male grins widely. Torsten nudged her with a heavy hand, forcing her inside before following. He wondered over to one of the loafs of bread and took a massive chunk out of the soft dough then the rest. He moved onto a second, keeping an eye on the woman. The human would need plenty of stamina and strength to keep up with the orcs during their stay in this kingdom, and even more so once they start moving again. "Eat." Torsten commanded with a glare, pointing to a few loafs to the side.

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@♥Nakiss and tell♥

She could not keep her hatred for him to herself. The image of her dead parents still very much at the front of her mind. The more he pushed her, the more she decided that he would not get away with what he did. She knew why he kept her around. Men like him only wanted one thing and she knew that she was pretty. He was wrong if he believed that he would simply have her. She might not be any match for his strength, but she was smart. But even then she knew that disobeying him now was no use to her. So she took a loaf of bread and broke off a part of it and ate. The bread of it’s own was not bad, but quite bland. But she would just accept that for now, taking small bites to make him think she was eating more. Her stomach was still not quite where it should be for food. She knew that if she ate to much now, it would just come back up. “What do you eve want with our lands?” She asked him then. “You killed all that lived here.. for what? Your own egocentric need?” She challenged him, unable to keep her anger to herself. “You made yourself a King over ruined land.” @Katelyn ((She/Her))