Aesani Collective:
The White Council was long debating how to proceed with the nations of the world seemingly hellbent on attaching each other and spiraling into an abyss of sexual conquest. And eventually, with heavy hearts, they sanctioned something they thought wouldn't ever be necessary. Our research into manipulating the primal lust was about to finally bear fruit...
Many young citizens, especially couples and more "virile" individuals, were sailed to a specific island in the archipelago, being promised an important role in making the world a safer place. There they saw druids overseeing the raising of towering menhirs in a gigantic circle, whole flat plain being prepared for a massive ritual. While the guests were nervous at first, they got ensured it's nothing dangerous, and it's only the emotional energy produced by the act that will be harnessed, not anything of their own. That calmed people down. After all, the Council never have failed them before!
And so, with the ground prepared for channeling the energy for the Ritual of Primal Desire, there was a feast never before seen on the Aesani Archipelago. HUndreds of long tables surrounded the prepared open plain, bending under the abundance of food from cakes and cheeses to grilled fish, then the treats and salads and of course, enough alcohol to get a dwarven army utterly hammered! Of course, most of that was spiced with aphrodisiacs too, brought from all over the isles and beyond, to ensure the success of the ritual! The amount needed to affect this many people was mind-boggling, but when the peace of prosperity of the people is on the line, no cost is too great.
Then it started - eating, drinking, joking, music, dancing, bards making illusory shows, even the restrictions on gambling were lifted so people could indulge themselves fully. And once the bellies were mostly full, hands itching to grope and squeeze and caress and lips to suck and kiss... The druids told people to undress and move to the circle of soft moss for the main attraction - the orgy.
A few yet sane bards and artists stayed behind just to witness the scene from the side, composing lewd poems and painting the carnal sight laid before them. Thousands of people in their prime, of all the kinds composing the collective, all naked and going at it with no care in the world. Humans, elves, kobolds, bulls, canines, avians, and many more... Moaning, gasping, dirty-talking, yelling and the slapping of balls against the ass cheeks sounded like an ovation to the gods of pleasure. To be there was to achieve bliss, the sensations and stamina only enhanced by magic.
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Speaking of magic - the druids stood above it all, on top of the menhirs, chanting and raising their hands. As the orgy continued, the druids focused the arising primal lust. The wind started blowing, colorful lights appeared to form two glyph-like shapes above the plain. It intensified, charged, swirled, strengthened... until finally, after long hours of fucking, sucking, and cumming of the dutiful citizens, the magic was sent out with roaring thunder and a flash of light that was seen from the miles and miles away!
Two beams of pink energy WHOOSHED up into the sky and above the clouds before changing course and splitting, flying above the sea and then the continent like aimed lightning of pure power, until they reached their destination - the center of the lands belonging to the Fanglords and the Hermit Clans. As soon as the beams hit, though, there was no destruction, but a shockwave of harmless tremor, wind and pink light spreading through the land in a circle dozens of miles in diameter. All the citizens of those nations, when hit, felt as if something entered them, some kind of magic that filled their body, making them really horny for a few seconds before withdrawing, hiding inside them... They felt it still being there, and instinctively knew it could come out again, but what was it?
Thankfully, the heralds of the Aesani Collective were sent in advance to start spreading the message and avoid any confusion.
"We, the Aesani Collective, want the world to be prosperous, peaceful, happy, and free. Unfortunately, some nations don't see it this way. Some nations want to dominate, enslave, and threaten others by their warmongering, scheming, and corruption. Here we say - no more! Today we have put a spell on the most vicious and of the people. It is harmless for those at peace with others. But if one lusts for conquest and domination, it shall manifest, the same lusts conquering their will and mind until they are but a shadow of themselves, ripe for their former victims to take revenge.
As such, beware! The Collective, even if not your target, will not wait until the world is conquered and hellish. If we see unjust violence birthed by greed, carnal desires, or bloodlust, we can make your own vices turn against you, and strike your down for the future betterment of the Collective's citizens and all the others too. All that escape your grasp, warmongers, shall find refuge in our Collective.
The more cruel you are, the stronger and more prosperous we will become.
Let us all be peaceful and forfeit all this barbarism. Let the world be at peace, and find peace in yourselves as well.
Or else the path you take might just lead you off the cliff, into a fall from grace..."
Kyrmorant
The Striking Hermits were a nation of honor above all else... And thus betrayal was something that they must answer. They did not hold hatred towards the Fang Lords for conquering them... The wolves had been honest about their nature from the beginning. But Kanako could not remain silent when their allies played a part in their own demise. Any other retaliation on other nations could wait... For now their clans spoke in unison, desiring to send a message to the world of how the Crab Clan dealt with betrayals...
Once again,
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, a bestial fire in their eyes this time, even the more reserved members of Kanako's circle of lieutenants had a wolfish light in their gaze as they marched to uphold their own honor and reputation. That was the problem with being betrayed, it wasn't just a blow to your own ego and honor, not responding would invite others to do the same. So Hojo would march with their assembled army, still standing strong after being devastated in the last few months, and now they had an outlet...
The strategy this time was much more different... They weren't laying siege to a walled castle, fortress, or city. And Kanako had already seen the camps herself. This wasn't a careful military stratagem that Hojo planned out, if anything it was more akin to a hunt. Yonezu and Ishiyama were brought along, this time more for their... other... uses than as warriors. Them and the women of their clan were there to service any assembled werewolf masters, bathing them and their weapons in corrupted cum, ensuring that their soldiers had a good supply of it to infect those they found, just as their Masters and even Kanako had desired with their research. Ishiyama would still be coordinating intel to find Kyrmorant, her and Umewaka would work together diligently and pull as many strings as they could to track down the wandering nation. Yonezu would also be there for healing, but the two had their other duty of servicing their masters and ensuring all the weapons were infused with that bestial power.
Meanwhile, Kanako and Nishi would be leading the front line charge, both leading their own parties of hunters to track down and infect any Kyrmoranti people that they could find. Though they were warned against killing. They were not here to slaughter, as angry as they were they weren't base murderers. Instead their job was to capture, infect, and exert control. Kanako did not care if she brought them under the control of her own Lords, it was merely that her very core beliefs and character would never, ever allow her to simply accept what had been done.
However. Even as they fall over the tents and Wagons of Kymorant, grabbing gypsie-women and enjoying them throughoutly, watching their determination turn into uncontrollable lust and surrender... The beastmen wonder, where is the Madam, Kyrmorants mysterious leader?
Ultimately, the hermits withdraw.. quite successful, but not yet victorious. If only the hermits wolf-masters had not been bound by Kymorants will earlier, they'd have gained victory today.. easily more than half of Kyrmorants people now eagerly swell the rank of the wolf-bitches. Where they got these tentacles you wonder? It never hurts to have some spare tentacles to train sluts to be better wolf-sluts.
The truth is, Kyrmorants leader and some of her closest entourage have left to replenish their numbers most peculiarly.:
the Kyrmorant Delegation sweeps into the Aesani capital with a riot of color and sound, blade dancers dance, illusionist ply their trade unleashing tiny harmless pseudodragons into the air and amongst the crowd to play with the children, and colorful beads and trinkets are thrown from the carriages carrying the finest musicians known to the great mobile nation. It is a joyous day as Kyrmorant comes to great their new subordinate allies and The Lady waves to the crowd from the caravan with a wide smile on her face. Kiyomi had greatly impressed her with her skill and dedication to the erotic and diplomatic arts and it was clear that the feeling was mutual. It wasn't long before a bargain was struck for mutually beneficial services. The true paperwork had been signed and agreed upon earlier but today was a day for the crowds, for celebration, and she was glad to see that her family swell and grow as so many new faces joined the dance.
At the same time in a very different place a very different ceremony was being held. The Lady signs a contract with several of the highest ranking drow matrons, outlining similar terms for the proud drow nation. It was not in her nature to let such an occasion pass without a flashy grand display, however such extravagance ran counter to the subterranean elves taste and though she could by rights foist that upon her new subordinate country she was happy to make this small concession for their comfort. She was here to cement alliances and friendship. Not sow seeds of dissent and rebellion.
On their homefront, well, what is left of it after the lustful wolf-crabs, Kyrmorant attempts to peer beyond the veil through their strange mixure of hedge-magic and mysticism... and they are sucessful, kind of, until they finally happen upon a vision of the angel the Madam had dreamt of. For a moment, she seemed to be naked aside from her hat, before milky-mists shifted into a dress for her.
"Mornin'" The vision turned, casually addressing her observer from a crystal ball, unlike normal visions.
"Listen, far be it from me to judge a lady with a feather in their head-garments."
She gave a sympathetic fashion thumbs up.
"How to the ever. Take it from someone who made that mistake long ago. There's some things that aren't worth prying into. I'll teach your people a few tricks about healing magic and you let this go, right? Right, wonderful."
The angel smiled and cracked her knucles, beginning to dictate the Madam some secrets of healing magic. Somehow her offer didn't feel like an offer however and as the Madam decided to lay her Tarot cards next, She layed out the following in a pentagram spread: The High Priestess, Two of Wands, The Fool, Three of Pentacles, The Tower
The Striking Hermit
(See kyrmorant!)
You feel a little hornier than usual today.
The Skaven Alliance
Agreement with the Aesani and support aside, Xiek goes back to her peoples roots and digs deeper into the earth, building tunnels all around, some defensive, some reaching far and wide. Someone will have to capture the adorable rodent-general to properly subdue their nation, at this rate!
Tel'tari
Tel'tari and the Vasoran alliance unite to research anti-horny beast magic. Considering Vasoran know all about horny beasts, they decide upon a more powerful approach to things... but developing powerful spells takes time, even for two nations united.
The Valsoran researchers seem a bit distracted by lewd thoughts. It is better to make good use of it!
"So, you wanted to run off to mate with those griffons again? You are a naughty head researcher, aren't you. You aren't very productive, are you. Why don't you help us here, first? If you are a good doggie, you will get a nice treat afterwards..."
"Fetch me that wand. Not like this, silly doggie...you have to use your mouth to bring it. Lets try it again..."
"You have worked hard, good doggie. As a reward, lets take you out for a walk. Oh, yes, we can visit the griffons too...as long as you keep behaving like a good dogie...."
Tel'tari has surrendered like cute, horny dark elves and have been conquered by Kyrmorant.
Vasoran Alliance:
The.. more cuddly beastkin among the nations decide to research meditation techniques, so that their bitches aren't turned into too horny bitches. Now there's nothing wrong with being horny, or a bitch, but a proper beast slut ought to be cute and useful, help her alpha cook and entice them with dances, not just hump them all day long like horny messes, right?
They also work on making anti-beast magic with the dark elves. They definitly are not secretly fantasizing about the elves dominating them..
Because there is someone else they yearn for even more.:
For quite some time we have been in close comunication with the
Kyrmorant People. We have developed a close ties with them and since their influance around the world is becoming legendary and their help imensly valuble among our people we decidet to invite them to our capital for a special event. We prepered our very best dancers to recive the greate mobile city in our home. Thanks to cooperation of both our nations enterteiners overseed by
Kiyomi of the fox clan this party will become
legendary! But we did not plan to just go and mate with our traveling friends in a giant orgy. (althou it is an important part in our traditional diplomacy)
High Mistress Rhisita in the name of Great Vasoran Alliance council will make a historical agreement with
the Lady herself. In exchange for guidance and safety provided by the
Kyrmorant people we will assist the greate mobile city in their time of need with anything they deem necesery. Every time the Kyrmorant people will visit us we will greet them with open arms and warm pillows on wich we will mate with them like our ancestors did when our clans first united.
The Vasoran Alliance surrendered like good girls and their people have effectively been
conquered by Kyrmorant!
Fanglords
The Wolf-lords attempt to assist their conquered hermit-sluts in attacking Kyrmorant, their Conqueror and masters against a commandment never to strike out against them. Whilest their ambitions and lustful desires are quite understandable, Kyrmorants will goes deeper than this, having conquered them any attempt to subvert their righteous rule is met with swift, if sometimes lustful discipline. Let All nations know that they are never again to be trusted by the civilized races! Even the wildest beast must bow to the Madams will.
You feel a little hornier than usual today.
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