A Daring Struggle (Tassadar) GMed by Rathuris

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Ariel Carellin: HP= 56, PP= 38, EP= 38. Status = Hung over but otherwise fine.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Somewhere in the frozen hills of Crolia ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Much like many previous nights since losing her love Ilarien, Ariel awoke to a pounding headache. She would find herself in her cozy tent laying on her soft bed. Her stirring would draw a worn out sigh from a man and a woman also sharing her bed. Upon thinking of the previous night, all she could remember was a hazy blur of drinking her sorrow away. Both of her bed fellows looked much to worn out, and didn't look like they would awaken for a few more hours yet. Unfortunetly she had very little time time to reminisce however as there was a loud cough from just outside of her tent. After a few moments, a male voice called out to her from beyond the tent cloth. "Lady Carelin, the commander wishes to see you in his tent." With that there was not another sound from him, likely wandering off to inform other officers.

Once ready to meet her commander and stepping outside the camp was much as she remembered from the previous day. The small band of a several hundred men at arms, several dozen knights and a handful of mages and spirit users were camped a few dozen miles from the northern entrance to the Pass of Ghosts. The Pass having recently been reclaimed from the orc horde, though for how long was anyone's guess. Their encampment was busy with the morning routine of breakfast and training. The shouts and clanging already beginning to drown out normal conversation, and the occasional moan of passion of someone taking what comfort they can before they march off into their next battle. This early in the morning as the sun shone down on her, the tent city before her was filled with colour from all the noble banners hanging on infront of tents, or for the more prosperous nobles from the center of their tent. Or from nobles and their men having tents of their house colours. The many colours easily visible against the harsh white snow covering everything. The whole display could have likely been taken for a circus if not for the nearly naked men and women already practicing with deadly weapon. As she walked, she could already see men and woman pack up tents and gear already, preparing for the day's march.

Unlike the other tents, the commander's tent was the only one a single colour, and was a of pitch black cloth. A simple banner sat out front, and it too was pitch black, with a single green flame in the center. And much like a few times she had seen the banner, she could make out an eye in the center of the flame staring back at her. After a moment the eye was gone as if it never exsisted, leaving her to wonder if it had been real or just a trick of the eye. Once inside she found herself in a arge pavilion. The inside was fairly simple with a dark lavender carpet covering the floor with a large wooden table dominating the center of the tent. A few magical flames floated about the cieling, casting ample light into the tent, and warming it against the cold chill from outside. A large map of the Crolian north spread across it's surface. Dozens of little flags rested on various spots on the map. She knew that the various coloured flags belong to their many forces spread across the north, the black one was them, and that the green ones were the orcs.

Ariel would find herself to be the last to arrive to the commanders tent. She knew many of the other officers quite well. The aged old human knight Jaxson Dunwell. Who was her direct superior and also the man who saw to her continued training. He was also in charge of the various units of knights and men at arms, including her own small unit. Recently, he had been grooming Ariel to take command of the knights. The massive behemoth of a man known as Ulfgar the Giant, who she knew could cleave whole knights in two with his greatsword Man's Bane. He led a force of men who where quite large though none rivalling Ulfgar, the other men had taken to calling them Ulfgar's fist. She could recall a few rumors of his mother having been wed to a giant. Then there was the pale skinned elf woman who wore skin tight white leather armour. Duvainel was the scout master, and from what she had seen of the beautiful and curvaceous elf, she was quite apt at her job. The last officer was the stern and often stone faced woman Cassandra Lorhain. The young pretty robed woman was in charge of their gather magical might, though at last count, they barely had more then thirty mage and spirit wielders combined.

Once everyone was at their spot around the table, she turned her eyes on their commander Aduialon. He is a tall and lithe su-ku-ta with dark skin, and even darker hair. Today he was wearing his dark leathers with worn magic runes, and knew today would likely end with blood shed. His bright emerald eyes scanning the gathered officers. And even now after spending many months with him, feeling his eyes upon her left her unsettled, glancing over at the other officers, she took some relief seeing that his gaze unsettled them as well, even stone faced Cassandra. She knew from talking with the men, that Aduialon was a fairly powerful spirit user and mage, and has seen him even best Ulfgar with only the runed long sword he kept on his hip. Though it was rare for a su-ku-ta this far north, it was even rarer for one to be her commander, though she knew that the Academy had sent him to lead their force, and likely being the only reason he was still in command.

Ariel would nearly jump out of her skin as a soft voice spoke at her elbow. "Tea or coffee?" The soft voice coming from a slender and curvaceous su-ku-ta woman with white skin and even whiter hair, almost in contrast to her commander. Much likely any other time, she wore a simple black dancer's outfit common to the Anudorian wastes, though it was clearly made of rich silks. The men in the camp simly called her the White Lady, as she had yet to tell anyone it, and Aduialon has never needed to speak to her. The very pretty cat girl seeing to his needs as if she knew ahead of time. After handing Ariel a cup of her requested drink, she would pour the other officers a class as well. Once done, she moved to kneel at Aduialon's side, her hands neatly folded in her lap. Ariel was still unsure about the White Lady, she did not know if she was a slave, a servant, or even just Aduialon's very submissive wife. Though she could not see any scars on her pale white flesh thanks to the revealing outfit she wore, or a collar to indicate she was owned.

Despite the unease his eyes caused, she could not help her attention from focusing on him when ever he spoke. Almost as if drawn to him. "Now that we have gathered we can get down to business. Duvainel's scouts have found a small band of orcs transporting what look to be their prisoners. At the last report they we half a day's march north east of our current position." Pointing a finger and placing a green flag where the orc band was. "We have reason to believe the prisoners are recent captures from a skirmish that happened near the Academy a few days ago." He then pointed to a spot half way between their location and God's Reach. "We must reach them before they get to an old elven outpost. If we can not, they will turn their prisoners here to their cause. I wish for the men to ready to leave in a couple of hours." He looked to see that each officer understood. Giving a pause for any questions to be asked, though it looked like the other officers had none. A hand moving to rest on the White Lady's head, his fingers lightly scratching between her ears. A soft happy purring quickly filling the silence.

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Let me know if I got something wrong lore wise. Also I hope you don't mind me using the same header you do. I find it quite helpful to have for both me and you.

 

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"Uhhhhcckk" Ariel grunted quietly as she awoke to a throbbing head, nudity, and a realization that two warm bodies had joined her on her bedroll. 'Gods above... What would mother think?' she thought dryly, though she didn't dwell on it for too long. Instead, she sat up despite the protest of her hangover at the sound of a voice, and as was her custom offered only an affirmative grunt in response to the summons. The noblewoman had grown fairly crude over the last few years, the simpler lifestyle based more on necessity than on the frivolity of a noble's life wearing away her courtly upbringing, and so she shamelessly climbed out of bed while still naked.

"You better not have cum inside me," she grunted while glaring at the man, the one thing she had managed to avoid so far that her mother would have killed her for being getting some fool soldier's bastard in her belly. Donning her regular clothes rather than her armor for the meeting to which she'd been summoned, Ariel strolled out of her tent without waking her two bedmates and headed for the commander's tent. She paid little attention to the various banners and tents, the garish collection of colors among the inner circle of their war party no longer of much interest to her after seeing them the first few times. She grinned slightly at the sounds of a few people managing an enjoyable morning, and pondered taking one of her own if either of the two people she'd slept with last night were still in her tent when she got back to it.

Arriving at the simple black tent where her warband's commander waited, Ariel paused briefly to examine the banner, the only one that she still offered any attention these days as she once more spotted the eye. 'Gods damned mages and their tricks... Who ensorcels a banners?' she thought in annoyance before heading inside, finding herself the last one to arrive. She traded a nod with Sir Dunwell, her mentor and sponsor towards eventual proper knighthood, and another with Ulfgar, the massive bear of a man who led a group of nearly as massive warriors from the Northern tundra. She added a smile to her nods towards Duvainel and Cassandra, the elven scoutmaster and the subcommander of the sorcerers from the Academy more the sort she would prefer to warm her bed, especially the elven scoutmaster who she often had trouble taking her eyes off of courtesy of all that tight leather.

She didn't ogle for long, however, as her gaze swept over the board and its miniature banners up to their army commander. The su-ku-ta magus had always been something of an oddity to her mind, his unsettling emerald gaze and eery powers not earning her Ariel's attraction by any means but his prowess in combat and general ability as a strategist at least earning her respect. Aduialon was a strange one, his kind rare in Crolia period, but if anything the woman who suddenly spoke at her elbow was even weirder. Ariel stiffened at the White Lady's polite query, eyes momentarily going wide as the strange creature startled her yet again. She turned a brief glare towards the demure woman, but as strangely creepy as she was Ariel never managed to maintain anger at her and thus simply grumbled; "Coffee... Please. Thank you."

She watched the woman move to kneel at Aduialon's feet after passing out each members beverage of choice, and while the pale su-ku-ta was undeniably attractive - especially in that exotic outfit - Ariel had never managed to get over how eery she was in order to ponder making a pass at her. She had no idea what her relationship was to Aduialon anyway, so she supposed that it might have come across as an insult to the man if she were his wife.

Turning her attention to their commander, she waited in silence as he gave his briefing, the noblewoman's face hardening. The others had no questions, an oddity considering the nature of their incoming engagement, and despite how creepy the strange purring noise that filled the room's silence following his report and orders Ariel found her voice quickly enough. "Numbers?" she asked calmly, "how many orcs, by estimation, and how many prisoners? And are we going up against clanless slavers or something more organized?" She directed her questions at Duvainel as much as Aduialon, the elf being the scout commander and thus at least as likely to know the answers to her queries. If nothing else came up as a result of her questions, she would go silent and let the briefing continue or conclude as Aduialon wished.

 

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Ariel Carellin: HP= 56, PP= 38, EP= 38. Status = Hung over but otherwise fine.

Aduialon gestured for Duvainel to explain. "They are of comparable strength to ours. As to the number of captives, my scouts are unsure. Though from the Academy's report of the missing bodies from the skirmish, could be twenty captives or more if they all survived till now. They are keeping their prisoners in the center of their formation and well guarded. It is an organized orc band, though my scouts saw no markings or banners. They likely intended to go unnoticed to the outpost." Duvainel looked to Aduialon a moment, who nodded. Duvainel pointed to a spot a little ways from the orc army to what looked like a relatively flat section of land amid the hills and cliffs of the area. "We will catch them here long before night fall. And as of yet they do not know we are after them." The other officers looked at the selected battlefield and nodded. Ulgar grinned and cracked his sizable knuckles as he spoke. "Good my Fists are ready to smash them."

Sir Dunwell nodded and grinned. "The flat land will allow our knights the advantage of a mounted charge. Provided they can get here." His finger pointed to the east side of the battle field. "Ample room for a charge and very few obstructions for the horses." Aduialon nodded as he looked at the battle field. "This ridge looks high and should provide good line of sight for our mages." His attention turning to look at Lady Lorhain who nodded, though she had a small frown. She spoke softly to him. "Though getting to there next to their army will be dangerous. At the start of it, they will likely have ample time to snipe us with their archers or magic." Aduialon nodded, turning his gaze onto Ariel a moment before fliting to his scout master. Aduialon turned to speak with Duvainel. "Is there ample room for the knights to circle around to the east of them, and go here with Lady Lorhain and her troops?" Duvainel gave a small nod. "Given an hour heads start should give them ample time to get into position." Aduialon nodded a moment.

"Good. With our infantry moving in from the west, and the knights charging from the east they will get caught in a steel trap." He looked at the map a moment. "They will only have the south for an open exit. Hm..." Looking to see what they had available to stop such a retreat. After a moment he frowned. "For this mission the goal will be to reach the captives and extract them. The orc tribes have shown they know how to use magic effectively against us. Keeping said users out of their grasp will give us an advantage in the long run."

Aduialon turned his full attention to Ariel, and why the others where so quiet became apparent. "Sir Dunwell has asked me to let you lead our knights in this skirmish. You will be leading the knights and protecting Lady Lorhain and her troops as you advance ahead of our forces to circle north of their band." It seemed she would be in charge of one side of the battle field. Remembering how many knights they had, she would be leading at leas two hundred, and that wasn't counting the ones to stay behind under Lady Lorhain's command. "Once at the battle field, you are to split the knights. One force will sit here on the ridge with Lady Lorhains's troops and protect them from climbers. The other half will be mounted here." Pointing to the east of the battle field. "What do you think the mounted knights should do? Attack as soon as the infantry do, or hold off to strike them from behind after battle has been joined?" After the question, and the silence earlier, it was apparent she was being tested. The room falling silent once more, all except for the White Lady's soft purring.

 

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Nodding along to Duvainel's report, Ariel examined the terrain mentally and pondered what the orcs could do to counter them. When questioned about what she thought the cavalry should do, Ariel responded; "Getting behind the orcs will be a dangerous gamble. We know they often have mobile forces of their own, and if they can catch our cavalry by surprise when they're on the march our steel trap will be turned into an anvil and hammer, and they will be the hammer. We must take care and move quickly before they realize our plans."

It wasn't to say that their knights were incapable by any means, but fighting the orcs on their terms never went well, and they had never lacked for agility in their warbands. She, normally being a foot fighter rather than a mounted knight, was used to the role of holding a line in front of their mages and archers, but today it seemed she would be leading the mounted charge instead. So be it. "Our lines can hold the orcs with mage support, and if we can line up while they're distracted we can cut deep into their ranks. I say wait, take the extra time to set up properly, and charge in just after the battle is joined so that they can't set up a pike line to meet us."

It would leave the infantry momentarily bearing the brunt of the orc charge, but it would mean they weren't going to be charging into a wall of spears when it came time to charge in the cavalry. "Splitting our force shouldn't be a problem, heavy cavalry into their rear should break their lines easily enough even if we aren't at full strength."

 

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Ariel Carellin: HP= 56, PP= 38, EP= 38. Status = Hung over but otherwise fine.

Aduialon gave a small smile at her response. "You will have ample time to set up. Your troops and Lady Lorhain's will split off from the main force and head north east of us. Lady Lorhain's forces will be given our spare horses so that you may both ride ahead, unhindered by the foot troops. You should arrive at the ridge before the orcs arrive." Looking to Lady Lorhain as he said the next part. "Once there you can conceal yourselves and prepare." Turning his attention back to Ariel. "Your knights will have ample time to get into position for a charge." The White Lady spoke softly from her seat beside Anuialon. "I will be accompanying you. I will let you know when battle is joined." Smiling up at Ariel through half closed eyes, a pleased purr still coming from her ear scratches.

Duvainel gave Ariel a small smile. "You will have some of my scouts so you are not caught unawares." Aduialon nodded as he turned to everyone. "Does everyone understand their duties?" The other officers gave a nod. He turned to Ariel giving her some time to ask any further questions before he dismissed everyone.

 

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Ariel gave a curt nod to her superior at his acceptance of the plan, and listened to the final stages of their plan without interrupting further. She didn't disagree on any one point, thinking the plan solid enough from where she stood, and even the announcement that Aduialon's pet would be accompanying her didn't do much to phase her. She nodded to Duvainel gratefully, clad to have the extra bit of warning. Taking a column of horsemen from the side was the easiest way to cut through it quickly, the heavy mounts and their armored riders not the most maneuverable of fighters, and the extra warning in case they were ambushed would let them reorient to face an incoming force meant to prevent their strategy from working.

Having no other questions or concerned, once dismissed Ariel would leave without further conversation unless one of the other commanders approached her. Getting back to her tent, the knight to be would close the flap and strip back down, having gone without undergarments to the meeting out of laziness. If she wasn't alone and the two hadn't woken up yet, she would drop to her knees next to her bedroll and rip the blankets away from the still sleeping duo, "oi, wake up! We've got a fight today, and you've got two choices. Either fuck the hangover out of me, or get up and get to your tasks!" She took the opportunity to eye the two over a bit without alcohol clogging her senses, wondering if she'd at least managed a good catch with either of them.

She normally swallowed when she took a male partner, having come to tolerate the sensation and taste well enough if only to avoid pregnancy without having to spend her coin on contraceptives - hardly the most effective strategy but it had worked so far - and glanced at her female counterpart's crotch to see if he had finished there last night. She normally told men where she wanted them to finish, and as yet everyone had been happy to oblige her and finish in her mouth, but sometimes when she got too drunk she didn't think to care where their seed went so long as she got her pleasure, and if she could puzzle out where his cum had gone without having to ask him all the better. If both were already gone, she would simply shrug and do what she intended to do as soon as possible whether or not her half joking suggestion was accepted, and started getting her proper gear on starting with the clothes she wore beneath her armor before she started applying the heavy plate-mail piece by piece.

 

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Ariel Carellin: HP= 56, PP= 38, EP= 38. Status = Hung over but otherwise fine.

None of the other officers moved over to converse with her after they were dismissed. Upon returning to her tent, she would find her bed companions still asleep. Pulling off the blanket and stirring them awake with her question. She recoqnized both of them, and had gotten quite lucky with both. The blonde woman was quite slinder, and curvaceous with large ample breasts. She knew her as Sarah, a mage from Lady Lorhain's unit. Sarah was a fairly freqiuent bed fellow. The man was a young handsome knight. Trying to recall his name, she wasn't sure, but it was Robin, or Roger, or maybe Ronald, or was it Robert, she at least knew it started with Ro. The young black haired knight was quite large in the equipment department.

While they took a moment to clear the sleep from her eyes, Ariel came to the realization, that the young man had spilled his seed in both Sarah and herself. After finally understanding her question they both gave a nod and gave a smile. The young man already hard with morning wood, and having slept between two woman had certainly helped. Now that neither were drunk, the hesitated, letting their superior officer decide how to proceed.

 

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'Shit.' She didn't even know his name, but looking at his "blade" let Ariel vividly recall how he'd "sheathed" himself deep when he'd spilled his seed last night, and how he had given Sarah, one of her regular partners when she got drunk and horny, a dose of the same. Seeing the man hard again, however, the noblewoman simply shrugged and grabbed it, giving the man's large "weapon" a few testing strokes. "Already at attention.... That's a good soldier!" she said in a tone as if she was commanding him on the field rather than hovering over him with her fingers jerking his manhood towards her face.

She offered her fellow knight's helmet a brief kiss, letting him feel her tongue working over its surface, before she continued; "Put this weapon to use, soldier!" She gave it another few strokes before turning to Sarah, raising her perfectly rounded ass high and waving it enticingly to signal exactly how he ought to obey her as she diverted her attention to the mage. She didn't care much for men, but she liked being full well enough, and since she already had a dose of his seed she let him pick where he would aim his second rather than order him not to cum inside her as she usually would.

"You I have a task for too!" she said with a wry grin towards Sarah, pulling the busty mage's legs apart, trailing kisses along her inner thigh towards her cleft. Ariel would deliver kisses against Sarah's outer lips, likely with accompanying moans if the knight got to work behind her, until she seemed good and ready to take her tongue swirling around her inner petals and eventually in her folds. All of that was just leadup though, for the final stroke, the swirling of her experienced tongue around the mage's clitoris, at first circling it teasingly but eventually lashing against it wildly in an artless but ever effective push towards her female partner's orgasm.

 

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Ariel Carellin: HP= 56, PP= 38, EP= 38. Status = Hung over but otherwise fine.

The young man gave a gasp of pleasure as she began to stroke his shaft. Giving it a kiss, she could taste a bead of pre-cum already forming, as the head twitched happily against her lips and tongue. Hearing her command him, he gave a nod. "Yes my lady!" His weapon getting even harder as she presented her rear to him. He moved behind her, and pressed the tip of his weapon against her outer lips. He lightly rubbed his tip against her lips a few times, making sure she was wet, before pushing into her gently. Once his nine inch weapon was fully sheathed, he began a fast rythym of thrusting into her. His hand holding her hips as he pounded into her.

Meanwhile, Sarah happily layed down and spread her legs from Ariel. Her body shuddering as she gave a soft moan of delight as Ariel began to lick at her warm folds. Sarah's hands moved to grasp at her own breasts, rubbing her sensitive nipples. Feeling Ariel begin to assualt her little pleasure buzzer, caused her body to shudder even harder. "Yes! Yes!" Her moans soon filling the tent as she gave herself over to the pleasant tongue of the knight. Ariel knew from past experiences that Sarah could get quite vocal, and their newest tryst likely heard for a small distance around her tent.

 

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A few strokes against her outer lips was enough to make them dampen, and when the young knight jabbed into her sex Ariel let out a loud groan into Sarah's pussy. Her inner walls clamped around the intruding rod as it stretched her, long enough to push against her cervix and thick enough to test her limits, and for a moment she could do nothing but shiver with it inside of her while her folds quivered enticingly around her partner's shaft. 'Holy fuck, he's huge!'

Her attention to Sarah wasn't interrupted for long, her tongue going right back to work after she received his first few thrusts. 'So fucking deep!' Her moans rolled down her tongue and through her lips against Sarah's sensitive jewel as the knight took her from her bind, her outer lips stretched around his girth as he claimed every inch of her with each and every thrust, her ass pushing back against him and giving a pleasant little jiggle whenever he bottomed out.

Sarah was loud, and growing louder as she stroked her tongue against the honey-haired mage's clit, but Ariel wasn't far behind as her own lewd noises were quieter only by virtue of being muffled by her female partner's sex. Soon every thrust was making her toes curl inwards and her hips tighten, the knot of pressure growing firmer with each push into her tightening folds. She'd never had much stamina, and now was no exception, her eyes rolling up into her head without warning as she came only a few minutes into their threesome, her folds tightening around the intruding rod and quivering with delight while she gave soft, rhythmic moans against Sarah's pussy, her tongue going wild as it flicked back and forth against the other woman's sensitive jewel.

 

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Ariel Carellin: HP= 56, PP= 38, EP= 38. Status = Hung over but otherwise fine.

The young knight smiled as she felt him thrust back to meet his thrusts. His pace picking up as he notice her rear beginning to jiggle a little. She could alreay feel him drawing close as he pushed against her cervix. Her moaning into Sarah's clit was enough to set the mage off on a full body wracking orgams. Her satisfied scream filling her ears, and alerting everyone outside that she was enjoying herself.

The young knight's hands moved from her hips to her breasts. His hans fondling her orbs, as he leaned closer to leverage his thrusts as deep as he could go. Feeling her shudder and tighten about him, and hearing Sarah screaming out her pleasure set off the young knight. With a final thrust, he pushed as deep as he could, before she felt his seed erupt into her depths. He held her to himself for a few moments before pulling out with a sigh.

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She got a 10 on her pregnancy roll with fertile's bonus it is 15. With Fertile she needs a natural 15 or higher to wind up pregnant right?

 

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Ariel's moan of pleasure only grew louder as she felt the young knight explode inside of her, the noblewoman's body shuddering ash er inner walls clamped down and began to spasm, milking the man's cock of every drop, welcoming another dose of his sperm into her womb. All thoughts of safety, all worries that he might be getting a child on her were washed away by white hot pleasure as a second lesser orgasm was chained on the end of her first, set off by the feel of being filled with cum.

Her hips drew lazy little circles as she came down, gently working her pussy on the knight's rod while her tongue gave equally slow flicks against Sarah's clitoris. Ariel only gave herself a minute or so to bask in her afterglow, however, and when she decided enough was enough she propped herself up on her hands and rose before reaching back to her male partner's hips to slowly push him out, shivering as she felt the ridge of his tip dragging against her hypersensitive inner walls all the way to her lips until he slid free of her, allowing a flood of his cream to start leaking out of her.

"Nnnn.... Fuck," she grunted softly, "you really filled me up!" Glancing back at the soldier, Ariel grinned and said; "You'd better not get used to that on future training exercises~ I expect more discipline from my troops!" Looking back at Srah, she stroked the mage's face and then leaned in to kiss her deep on the mouth, her tongue sliding forth to engage her blond lover's, letting her taste her own honey while the knight would be able to enjoy the view of his handiwork and her finely sculpted ass as it waved back and forth.

"Make me an extra of what you're having," she cooed after a minute, breaking the kiss, "I'm not looking to bring in any "reinforcements" any time soon!" Not yet tired of her bad jokes, Ariel would end the session there and stand, stretching, before cleaning herself up a bit with a rag and starting on the task of getting dressed. She had a lot to do, the most immediate of which was to get her gear on and her things packed up, and the others likely had their own tasks to get to.

(Correct.)

 

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Ariel Carellin: HP= 56, PP= 38, EP= 38. Status = Hung over but otherwise fine.

The young knight gave her a firm nod. "Yes, Ma'am." Sitting back and relaxing a moment after she pushed him out. As she kissed Sarah, the mage happily kissed her back passionately. Happily letting their tongues wrestle as she tasted herself. Ariel could see that her wiggling rear and watching the mage lick her juices off of her, and made the young knight begin to stand at attention once more.

Sarah was much too dazed from her recent climax and their kiss to respond. Seeing that their love session was over, the other two cleaned up and got dressed. Though the young knight still had a bulge from the teasing kiss. The man would linger around to help aid her into her armour. Though he kept his hands to himself, Ariel could tell he was clearly tempted. After she was dressed, he left her to her own devices, to go gear up himself.

 

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She couldn't help but be both amused and enticed by the second stiffy she'd managed to give the knight, finding the sight of the erect rod and the bulge in the young man's pants more enticing than she might have normally. He had definitely shown his vigor so far, and she could probably go another round without getting too tired.... She really shouldn't though. She let the man's erection go unsatisfied, giving him a grateful nod when he moved to help her into her armor and nothing more. After that, she instructed a servant to pack up her bedding and her tent while she saw to the rest of her gear, making especially sure that her weapons and shield were in working order before she started thinking about breakfast and then on mustering her forces together.

 

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Ariel Carellin: HP= 56, PP= 38, EP= 38. Status = Hung over but otherwise fine.

Once she was ready, stepping outside the army was well underway of packing up. Moving to one of the fires, a plump homely woman in an apron happily slopped some thick porridge into a bowl and handed it to her. Though it was a little bland, it was thankfully warm. During breakfast, some of the men eating with her gave her a few knowing grins, likely having been within earshot of her tent. Knowledge of her tryst would likely be the gossip of the day. As she sat and ate, she would spy Duvainel having a quiet chat with some of her elven scouts. Afterwards Duvainel gave a nod, and they seemed to vanish into the snow. Duvainel soon went off to likely get her other scouts ready.

After breakfast, the camp was in the last stages of being packed up. What remained would be up to the few hundred camp followers, and servants to do, though by the time they marched, they would be done. She found mustering her troops was fairly easy. The young man she had taken to her bed having gone off to assemble them for her. He stood at the head of her men wearing full plate armour. Spying the man's shield, she recoqnized the white field and the gold gryphen of the Lorhain family. "We are ready for your command, Ma'am." He bowed respectfully a moment. It was not long before a group of robed men and women rode over to her. Lady Lorhain at the head. "We are ready when you are."

"Here is your horse, Lady Carellin." The soft voice of the White Lady coming from behind her. Turning around, the pale woman would be dressed in skin hugging white leather armour. A pair of snow white blades on her shapely hips. Ariel knew that the White Lady was a skilled warrior, though she had only seen her fight the few times Ariel had been near Aduialon during battle. The White Lady was astride a horse of her own as she handed the riens of a riderless horse to Ariel. Once mounted up Ariel was free to lead their column of troops behind the main force. She would have a couple hours yet before she needed to split off from them.

 

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Unsurprisingly, her morning tryst had not gone unnoticed. Which was fine by her, it wasn't like she cared much for the reputation of a noble lady that she'd started out with, not around men and women that she risked her life beside on a regular basis. That sort of pride had no place in war, and so she had discarded it some time ago, and offered only a few knowing smirks to some whom she had had such encounters with before while on her way to get some food in her belly. Spotting the scoutmaster, Ariel watched her but didn't go to speak to her, curious but not curious enough to get up about what she'd found.

Once that was taken care of, she went to muster the knights only to find the harder part of getting them assembled already done. That was a nice relief, and she gave the man a grateful nod while noting the heraldry on his shield. Whoops. Didn't know Cassandra had had a brother.... Or possibly a cousin. Hopefully she wouldn't be too upset over it, assuming it reached her ears at all.

"Good work," she remarked to the young man only to just barely keep from jumping when the white lady appeared at her elbow, offering her the reins of a horse. 'God dammit she needs to stop doing that. How did she sneak up on while riding a horse!?' Ariel thought as she turned and took the reins from their commander's.... Whatever she was. "Thank you," she offered to the mounted woman, climbing up onto her horse.

"We're off to hunt some orc today lads!" she called to the knights, giving the rest of the camp some time to finish packing up and getting underway. "Our task is two fold! Half are to split off to protect our friends from the Academy, the rest are to come with me, to hit their force from behind!" She turned to Cassandra's brother, "take your pick of our men, when the battle starts you're in charge of guarding the hill they'll be on." With that taken care of, it was time for them to move out, and Ariel led them along behind the infantry column at the head of the knights.

 

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Re: A Daring Struggle (Tassadar) GMed by Rathuris

The young Lorhain knight nodded as he listened to her orders. "Yes Ma'am. I will make sure my sister and her people stay safe." Confirming for Ariel that she had indeed slept with Cassandra's brother, and she still couldn't remember his name. He went off to speak with some of the men to get his portian of his men ready. As they started the long march after the orcs, it began to snow softly. The air cooling as it blowed down from the north upon them. Dozens of colourful banners streaming through the air above the knights and foot soilders.

Lady Cassandra and the White Lady both rode beside Ariel. Both staying quiet during the ride. She would have a couple hours to chat with the two other women if she wanted to. If not it was not long before they split off from the main force and headed north east. Their pace soon picking up now that they no longer had people on foot slowing their march.

 

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While she would spend several hours in their presence, Ariel opted to remain fairly terse throughout the morning ride. With Cassandra she had a passable working relationship and the morning tryst with her brother might make any conversation awkward, and they had a battle upcoming in which they would be better served to not be distracted. The White Lady was another matter, for she had no idea how she would speak to the woman or what she would say. So instead, she waited for signs from up ahead, watched their surroundings, and idly followed snowflakes as they trailed down to the ground for the majority of their journey, though once they took off from the main contingent and turned Northeast she would glance Cassandra's way and say; "Keep your people alert. We do not know what countermove our foes may have planned."

Soon, they would have to break their force again, leaving the mages and half the knights on a hill to bombard the enemy position, and once that happened Ariel would divide her troops into squads of five who would travel in clusters together, heading one herself at the front of their column on the way to the field on which they would encounter the orc army.

 

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Re: A Daring Struggle (Tassadar) GMed by Rathuris

Spoiler

Ariel Carellin: HP= 56, PP= 38, EP= 38. Status = Hung over but otherwise fine.

Lady Cassandra gave a small nod to Ariel's words. Scanning the sparsely wooded hills, she could see the faint outline and the movement of some of Duvainel's scouts as the traveled ahead and to the sides of their column. The trip would be relatively quiet as neither of the other women spoke, more focused on the land before them. It was not long before they reached the hill where the mages would set up.

Though Ariel could hear her side's horns in the distance to the east. Likely signaling that they had reached the orc army sooner then expected. She could hear a few blasts from the orc army and knew from experience that they were giving ground, advancing towards a more advantageous ground for battle. As she prepared to split from the mages, she could already see them beginning to conjure up massive boulders of earth and stone from beneath the ground. A few of the mages splashing pitch upon them.

With the orc army busy focused upon their main force, Ariel's knights were free to slip around to their position. Having ample time to set up and ready. It did not take long for the orc army to burst out into the clearing. From where she sat, she could see that the field of their chosen battle was quite large, easily able to hold both armies camping for the night. Already the orcs were beginning to form up ranks as they turned to meet the main force. A few wagons held with in the center of their formation. She could see that the first dozen rows were shield men, with pikes and spears behind them. She could see a few coloured banners beginning to raise above the orcs, though she was still too far away to make it out.

From even across the field, she could spy the massive form of Ulfgar, his massive sword held in one hand above his head as he brought it down to signal the charge, his men charging head long with him as he rushed the first ranks of the orcs. Arrows and bullets flying over his head into the orc's ranks. The orc responded with gunshot and arrows as Ulfgar's Fist charged into the shield wall. Even from here she could hear steel beginning to meet steel, and the cries of the wounded. She could see the flash of light from a few summoning spells as the orc summoned upon the aid of demon's and beasts to aid them against the charge. The orc's mages throwing back great balls of flame and earth towards the main force.

With a blast of a horn, the orc ranks split apart in the middle, making room for something massive, she knew from experience, that it oft time meant a dragon or something would appear. Though the orc's horn blast also signaled the mage's to open fire. Their large boulders aflame as they flew down into the orc ranks, burning and crushing as they went. After a few moments, each sprung up into burning men of stone, the golems swatting at the orcs from with in their ranks. She could only count seven golems, though it had seemed to have stopped their summoning for now. Their mages turning to fling spells at the behemoths of earth, hope to stop them from wrecking havoc in their ranks.

From at her shoulder she could hear the White Lady speak softly. "It is time."

Spoiler

If I did something wrong, feel free to correct me.

 

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Re: A Daring Struggle (Tassadar) GMed by Rathuris

No ambush on the way. That was always a good sign, though perhaps not a great one considering how soon they heard the horns. Battle would be joined sooner than expected, and she urged her horse to take her faster to the point they would be attacking from.

All too soon, they found it, and Ariel's hand gripped tightly upon the reigns of her mount. She was a better fighter on the ground, and even if she had grown more accustomed to horses over the last few months she still wasn't fully comfortable fighting on one. Now wasn't the time to show that, however, as battle had already been joined, their longer ranged fighters and those able to use magic already exchanging fire while Ulfgar and his men led the charge into the orcish shield wall.

"Time to have our turn for some fun, boys and girls!" she called following the White Lady's unnecessary comment, and then issued the order for them to form up for a charge. They were skilled riders all, and Ariel barked orders only when some fell out of line and took up her shield. Once they were prepared to charge, she took the center. She hesitated only a moment before sounding the horn to begin their rush, starting off at a trot so that they could all get settled into formation while moving but letting their momentum build across the gap between them and the orc lines. She settled her horn onto her hip when they were about halfway and grabbed for her mace, preparing to bash in the brain of the first orc that got into her reach.

If they could take out the orc shamans and sorcerers, they would achieve a great advantage, and if their rear lines were thin Ariel would smash in towards the juicy center herself in order to make sure that their support fell quickly. Even breaking the orc ranks would serve as a great benefit to their own infantry, however, and if they could reach the orc lines and have them circled even their discipline would be tested.

Spoiler

Seems fine.

I recommend looking over the section about mounted combat in the general. It's kind of complicated and could probably use rewrites and/or simplification, and I highly recommend NOT mass rolling for all of the dudes in the battle. Come up with whatever way you prefer to simplify things.

To simplify the bits of those rules that apply to Ariel here:
Attacking with a melee weapon from a mount inflicts a -2d10 penalty to hit, but gives the target a -10 penalty to Dodge, and the attack adds half of the mount's Body stat to damage. Horses usually have about 40 or 50 Body depending on the quality of the breed.
Unskilled Riders like Ariel take a -10 penalty to Dodge.
If the horse attacks, Ariel must make a DC 25 Reflexes check or be unseated. If she takes damage, she must make a Reflexes check against the damage she takes or be unseated. Being unseated causes her to take 3d10 + 5 damage immediately and lose her move action for that turn. She must make Reflexes checks against her mount to get it to maneuver as she likes, though in a mass charge it'll probably just go where the other horses go anyway so that possibly won't be a problem.

There are links to some general orc fighter sheets in here if you can't access the folders with the sheets for whatever reason, I haven't had a lot of time to port the basic monsters forward yet.

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General stats
Dodge = 12d10 + 27 after favored enemy, her shield (not bashing from horseback) and mounted penalty is taken into account.
Armor = 8 + 3 + 2 = 13 natural (+26 strong vs slashing from armor)

Resistances
Reflexes = 23
Focus = 3 + 9 = 12
Willpower = 3 + 9 - 8 = 4

Combat Defensive Bonuses
Tumble Mod = +10
+5 to Perception/Stealth/Resistance checks and attack damage vs orcs
Avoid all damage from AoE attacks on successful dodge
+3 to Parry checks/DCs/maxDCs in general, so +8 to resist being parried with blunt weapon, also +5 to resist being disarmed with a blunt weapon
Gets Weakened if falls below half HP
10 cold resistance and +10 to Resistance checks vs attacks dealing cold damage

Flanged Mace (13d10 -1) 2d4 + 35 plus horse bonus damage vs orcs, if her target has a shield she will sacrifice 10 Dodge in order to ignore its Dodge bonus.

CHARGE!!!