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Rumia (cross_grave)


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Thankfully, it seemed that the orc king wasn't particularly competent with that sword of his. Some wild swipes being thrown around haphazardly, nothing she couldn't dodge. Meanwhile, her allies were moving to act. While Master's sonic attack had yet to have any effect - Lassic probably had some kind of gambit in mind with that - the spider routed the archers and was now miving to engage the orcs below. It was almost like a tank compared to them, big, heavily armored and nigh unstoppable. She was, for the moment, left alone with the king. Focusing on her opponent, she let fly another fireball as she recovered the power necessary to cast a forked bolt, then once more channeled Lassic's might into the attack. She'd rather not sacrifice too much just yet.

(Normal attack on the remaining turn of cooldown, then Forked Bolt with 1 AP channel.)
 
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Rumia knew she had a chance to hasten the casting of her Forked Bolt, but elected to play it safe and instead simply continue the dance until she could fully empower the spell with the least amount of resources spent to do so. At least she could focus herself at the task at hand, battling the orc king one on one.

Rolls:
Rumia: 9 - 4 King - Critical
King: 9 - 3 Rumia - Critical

Rumia would focus herself on the ring that the orc was wearing, and notice an opening that she could exploit. Firing a blast directly at the orc king's hand. Rumia would score a direct hit and damage the ring in the process. The orc king would respond in a fit of rage by turning the blade of his sword sideways and cracking Rumia in the side of the head with it. Rumia had disabled the orc's ability to regenerate itself, however she was knocked to the ground and in for some trouble if she could not get herself back up to her feet and fast.

Status:
Rumia: 4/6 FP, 2/10 AP, 0/3 CP Knocked Down, Forked Bolt ready

King: 5/10 FP - Enraged, Regen Ring damaged
 
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Rumia smirked as her fireball shattered the magic ring. She wasn't sure whether she could damage it, but apparently it wasn't shielded from attacks. It'd make handling the orc king a bit easier. Unfortunately, it seemed that orcs were just as capable of frenzying as the yeti. The blow to her head nearly knocked her out - thankfully, it seemed that the king wanted her alive. Or perhaps it was unfortunate that the king wanted her alive, considering what he might do to her. Not that the mage was going to wait and find out. Rolling away, she channeled Lassic's magic as well as her own, mixing the two into another Forked Blast and sending it at the king. Hopefully it'd take him down, or at least wound him and give her a chance to get up.

(1 AP Forked Bolt)
 
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Rumia would again start to brace herself, as Lassic would play with her mind a little when she attempted to empower her spells. Again, Lassic would simply allow the use of his power as his influence was spread throughout the battlefield. Controlling both Master and the spider, Lassic was unable to pull his shenanigans with Rumia even still.

Rolls:
Rumia Forked Bolt: 9(-1), 5(-1) - 6,5 King - 1 hit
King: 10 - 5(-1) Rumia - Grabbed, Penetrated

Rumia would chant her forked bolt and fire at point blank range. Unfortunately for Rumia, only one of the pair would hit. That hit however did a fair bit of damage. The orcish king was not going to be denied however, simply taking her magic on the chin as it were he would not be stopped. As Rumia lay prone on the ground, it was alot easier for the king to simply overwhelm her.

With his clothing all but annihilated by the explosion of the forked blast, it was clear what the king had intended. Revealing a rather hard and long member behind the little clothing that remained, he was able to overwhelm Rumia and lifted her right into position. The shaft ramming its way home was not a pleasurable feeling for Rumia, for now there was only pain to be felt. The evil intentions of the orc were pretty obvious at this point. Rumia would need to find herself a way out and fast before the orc simply fucked her into submission.

Status:
Rumia: 4/6 FP, 3/10 AP, 0/3 CP Knocked Down, Penetrated

King: 1/10 FP - Enraged, Regen Ring damaged, Dominant
 
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Rumia swore as one of the blasts missed, leaving the king still alive. He was badly hurt, yes, but still dangerous. She quickly realized just how dangerous he was as he fell upon her, pinning her down. Her eyes went wide as she saw his massive shaft, his intent becoming clear instantly. The girl screamed loudly as she was penetrated. There was nothing pleasurable about this, she had to break free and fast! Crying out in pain, she struggled to escape and get away, then hopefully finish this battle fast. She was going to make him suffer for this!
 
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Rumia let out a scream as the orc invaded her. This was an act that Rumia would not forgive, as she realized the danger she had found herself in. She knew she needed to get herself free, and fast.

Rolls:
Rumia Escape: 8(-1) - 6 Escaped
Rumia Attack: 2(-1) - 6 King - Miss
King Attack: 7 - 7(-1) - Rumia - Dominant

Rumia was able to get herself free of immediate danger, though her abililty to even cast her spells was diminished with the orc still frantically trying to rape her. The spell she was able to fire off simply went off in a random direction as Rumia could only really flail herself about. A few seconds later the orc would grab hold of her and pin her down again, intent to resume his lewd act upon her.

Rolls:
Rumia Escape: 3(-1) - 9 Nope
King Attack: 9 - 4(-1) - Rumia - Critical

With the orc putting more emphasis on trying to keep Rumia pinned down, he was able to get Rumia into a position that she was seemingly unable to escape from. This would allow the orc to line her up and ram his member deep inside of Rumia. Another yelp of pain being ripped out of her from the sheer level of violence the king was unleashing upon Rumia now.

Rumia was just about smothered at this point. It would take a true act of desperation for her to escape this. Conversely, she could simply try to resist and outlast the Orc. If he were to blow his wad first, Rumia would certainly have an opportunity to escape as he would be weakened himself. Then again when there are desperate times, Rumia could call on desperate measures.

To complicate matters somewhat, the braying of jackals could be heard off in the distance. How they figured into anything was not something Rumia could really spend much time concentrating on, though the sounds were somewhat pleasing and may allow her to focus on something while she attempts to outlast the orc.

Status:
Rumia: 3/6 FP, 4/10 AP, 0/3 CP Knocked Down, Penetrated

King: 1/10 FP - Enraged, Regen Ring damaged, Dominant
 
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With a loud cry, Rumia squirmed out of the orc's grasp. Enraged, she aimed her hand at the humanoid and launched a bolt of fire. Unfortunately, the pain had not subsided yet and she was still in a slight shock, causing her to lose control of the spell and making her attack fly off course. Before she could correct her aim and fire once more, the orc had pinned her down again. This time, he took his time to ensure she'd not be able to escape so easily, the girl struggling to take a breath as she was almost crushed under her much larger opponent. Before she could do anything, though, she was once more roughly penetrated, causing her to scream again.

Feeling herself grow weaker from being violated like this, Rumia began to grow desperate. She had no desire to let the orc cum inside of her after using her like that, she wanted to escape being pounded like this and fast. The sounds of the jackal pack were completely ignored by her as she scrambled to break out of the suffocating grasp and get away. She had to do this quickly, before he managed to break her body to the point she'd be unable to fight back. She just wanted to get away and kill him. Tears began to flow down her face from the pain and humiliation she was suffering as she struggled.
 
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Rumia was starting to feel a few things, not the least of which was humiliation. Tears were starting to flow from the realization of her situation, and this seemed to only fuel the orc more as it was seen that Rumia was resigning herself to fate now.

Rolls:
Rumia Escape: 4(-2) - 9 Nope
King Sex: 7 - 6(-2) Hit

Rumia Escape: 9(-2) - 9 Nope
King Sex: 9 - 10(-2) Hit

Rumia would still try to get herself free, even though she could start to feel her strength and willpower fade away. Just one good push should get herself free, and one last spell would finish this. However it was not to be in the here and now for Rumia. The orc was simply starting to overwhelm Rumia with his constant pounding of her pussy. Repeatedly thrusting his member into the deepest depths of Rumia's insides, she was about to lose herself if this continued on for much longer. Rumia would need to find a way to muster her strength for one last push before she was completely spent and unable to resist being raped.

Status:
Rumia: 3/6 FP, 6/10 AP, 0/3 CP Knocked Down, Penetrated

King: 1/10 FP - Enraged, Regen Ring damaged, Dominant
 
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Rumia panted as she kept struggling, mostly from exhaustion. On some level, however, her body was already giving in, her ability to fight rapidly disappearing. Even though she was trying to fight back against her rape, the hard fucking was starting to overwhelm her. She'd make one last ditch effort to get away, gathering as much strenght as she could. She didn't want to think what would happen to her if she failed, but she wasn't sure whether she was still able to do anything. If the girl didn't manage to break away, her fate would likely be sealed. She had to get away before she was completely turned into an orc's fucktoy.
 
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Rumia was fading, the willpower to resist being fucked out of her by the orc. With the orc simply smothering her, Rumia was about to resign herself to her fate as a fucktoy. With what had to be the last real attempt to be able to get herself free at hand, Rumia would attempt one final surge to free herself.

Rolls:
Rumia Escape: 10(-3) - 11 - Nope
King Sex: 5 - 9(-3) - Orgasm

Rumia would give one good push, but it was not enough. Though another sickening feeling would course through her body. The orc had let fly with its load and had started to fill Rumia's innards with its seed. The orc would sit himself up and knock away Lassic from Rumia's hands. A smirk being visible on his face as if he just had the lay of his life.

The orc was now visibily weakened and potentially vulnerable, though he did not pull out his member from inside Rumia. It became obvious a few seconds later that his intent was to resume fucking Rumia until she broke physically and mentally.

Status:
Rumia: 3/6 FP, 6/10 AP, 0/3 CP Knocked Down, Penetrated

King: 1/10 FP - Stunned via Orgasm, Regen Ring damaged, Dominant
 
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Rumia let out a cry of despair as she felt the orc come inside of her, filling her womb. Just like in the prison, she was being defiled and basically helpless to stop it. Her staff would be knocked out of her hands as her grip weakened, the girl unable to hold onto her weapon. And that was not going to be the end of it. The orc was about to start raping her again and would not stop until she was completely broken. She had to get away now, while he was still weakened from his orgasm. If she could not do this now, then the battle was as good as lost. She had to escape and run away from this monster!
 
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Having come inside of Rumia, the orc king had relaxed his grip over her as he attempted to recover from what was likely his first orgasm inside of Rumia. Realizing the opportunity, Rumia would attempt another escape.

Rolls:
Rumia Escape: 4(-3) - 9 - Nope
King: Stunned
Rumia Escape: 12(-3) - 5 - Yup

Rumia would be able to take advantage of the orc having come inside of her. As he arched his body upward he would release Rumia's arms just enough for her to get one free. This would start to give Rumia a level of resolve that the orc was unable to counteract.

Even though she was probably a foot shorter and weighed half as much, she was able to flip the situation and the orc landed on his back. With her arms free, Rumia was able to simply fire off a spell at point blank range. At least she was able to free herself from his member before he went up in a pillar of flame. There was no screaming as the incineration was almost instant. Though the crown and the green ring were left behind.

With Lassic a few yards away, Rumia would see that the wand was still there for the taking. Along with the few things along the ground the orc left behind, there were bows and arrows everywhere along with the corpses they belonged to. From the level of commotion going on, it seemed Master and the spider were doing battle with the orcs and possibly the jackals as well in the valley below her.

Status:
Rumia: 3/6 FP, 5/10 AP, 0/3 CP Prone
 
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Feeling the orc release the pressure he put down on her body, Rumia acted as fast as she could. With strenght that suprised even her, she somehow managed to flip the two of them over, landing on top of the suddenly prone orc. With power that could come only from pure desperation she all but pressed her hands against him before unleashing a blast of flame that pretty much threw her off of his body and incinerated the tyrant completely in a raging inferno. The only things that remained from him were the magic ring and his tacky crown.

Panting from exertion, the girl remained on the ground for a few moments, shivering as she tried to recover from both the physical pain and mental trauma inflicted on her. After a while she shakily rose to her feet, glancing towards the valley. The sounds of battle were initially ignored as she tried to cope with what happened, but she could no longer avoid reality. Moving over to where her staff fell, she picked Lassic's vessel up, then walked over to where the ring was and put it on. It was busted, yes, but maybe she could fix it up later. Almost as an afterthought, she took the crown as well before approaching the edge of the valley, intending to assess the situation. Maybe she could get the orcs to back off if she showed them proof of her victory. Or maybe she'd just piss them off. She'd have to see.
 
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Rumia had emerged victorious over the orc. Taking the ring for herself, she felt nothing as she put it on. The ring was clearly broken in some way, and Lassic having been able to identify the ring orignially may know something.

With Lassic in one hand and the crown in another, Rumia would peer over the side of the pathway into the valley below. What looked like a mass grave was forming from the spider going from orc to orc and mowing them all down with ease. The jackals that were heard from before had simply been looking for food, and an all you can eat buffet of dead orc was simply too much for them to resist. Wanting no part of going near the spider, the jackals would be seen dragging off pieces of dead orc.

Unfortunately for Rumia, she was able to pick out a few more things. The scattered parts of Master caught her eye. Simply unable to defend itself in any way, Master took one for the team as it were. Seeing a leg here and a torso there, Master was pretty well busted up. At least there could be a possiblity of reassembling him once the fracas was done. Though what looked like one of his legs was being dragged off by a very stupid jackal.

How exactly Rumia would announce herself to the sparse amount of orcs that were still alive, was completely up to her. What she would do with the remains of the battlefield in front of her was also something that needed to be addressed. The corpses would likely draw attention to them that Rumia would likely not be looking for.
 
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Looking down, Rumia was greeted with a scene of carnage. The spider was an utter beast, tearing through the orcs with ease and racking up a kill count that rivaled hers, if not surpassed it. The jackals were not an issue, thankfully, though she was a little suprised they were brave enough to attempt scavenging while the battle was still raging. Perhaps they were just that damn hungry. Well, with how many corpses they've had to pick from, they would likely be a non-issue. Between her minion and her own prowess, she'd likely have no trouble dealing with the remaining orc forces, so the battle was likely as good as won.

Not all went well, however. Looking around, the girl was able to locate Master... Or what was left of the robot, anyway. It seemed that it got mobbed and taken apart, just as she feared. Anger welled up in her at that sight, the girl snarling and lobbing a fireball at the stupid jackal trying to run off with one of the legs, hoping to kill the animal. Though she'd settle on simply driving it off as well. Still, it was about time to end this. Enraged, she channeled as much power as she could, calling down a potent flame upon the corpses to set them on fire. She could later spread it to get rid of them and scare off the scavengers, but for now it'd be enough to draw attention to her.

"Listen up, you bastards!" She shouted, addressing the orcs. "I've told you I was just passing through and wanted to be left alone! Your stupid king thought he could simply take me just because there was a lot of you! Well guess what!" Rumia threw the crown down to the bottom of the valley, hard. "He's dead! So are most of you! It took just me and my spider to murder most of you fuckers and right now, I won't mind finishing the job! You want to live, you better remember really fucking well that you do not piss me off! Now either you morons surrender and get me some goddamn clothes here or I'll let my friend chew on the lot of you some more! And if you even think of trying to get in my way again, I'm going to turn all of you to ash!"
 
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Rumia would gather herself somewhat, and survey the battlefield. Smirking a little as she watched the spider decimate the remains of the orc army. Their primitive weaponry was simply no match for the spider. As her eyes would pan throughout the battlefield, Rumia would notice the jackals. Simply willing to ignore them, aside from firing a pot shot down on a stupid one that was trying to drag off a mechanical leg instead of something organic to eat.

Once she were able to compose herself again, Rumia would start to channel some energy into a spell that would start to light the corpses ablaze. Certainly a powerful display of her abilities. This would certainly get the attention of the remaining orcs while also seperating the jackals from being able to pick away at any more of the corpses. With the battle at an impasse, Rumia would speak.

Without really knowing much common, the orcs had no real way to understand Rumia. That is until she threw the crown down into the valley. It would bounce around a little on its way down and almost comedically land on the spider's head. The orcs almost immediately started bowing to what they may have assumed was their new king.
 
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Rumia stared at the display, words failing her. Just... What the fuck was happening, really? Were they that stupid? Did the crown have some kind of mind control spell on it? She had no idea what to do at all. She probably should have kept the bloody thing for herself. Sure, she had no way of meaningful communication available, but at least maybe she'd be the one those orcs would have bowed to. Shaking her head and wondering what to do about the situation, she decided to go down and see if she could gather up Master's parts. Maybe the robot could be salvaged later. "Oy, Lassic. You with me?" She asked the staff, hoping that maybe her enigmatic benefactor would be able to converse with her now. Hmm, if they viewed the spider as their king, maybe she'd be able to pose as it's high priestess or something while Lassic controlled it.
 
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Rumia was slightly astonished what with all that had just happened. With the funeral pyre still burning, there was a spot in the valley where the spider and his new loyal subjects were and on each side of them a fire was lit to keep them in and the jackals along with anything else that might have wandered into the scene out.

At least she could see where most of Master's parts were from her vantage point. With the jackals all but withdrawn now that they had their scraps, Rumia was able to gather up what she could of Master's remains. While she was doing this, Rumia would attempt to talk to Lassic.

"Sorry about the robot, it had to be done. Oh, I see that I owe you something as well."

With this, Rumia would be attacked with images. The images that she was bracing for earlier as she channeled power from Lassic. Lassic would have her relive the orc king devastating her body. Every last thrust felt as real as it did the first time around. The imagery would stop however once the orc king came again within this fantasy.

As she came to, the fantasy subsiding and reality restoring itself, she had dropped the parts of Master that she was carrying. Rumia would probably add another thing to her checklist of things to do after picking them back up.
 
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Rumia screamed again as the images hit, dropping to her knees as she relived the scene from just moments ago. She desperately tried to hold onto her sanity as she experienced the rape again, only this time she was completely unable to fight back. Though she kept telling herself that it was only an illusion, the sensation felt all too real for her. As she felt her pussy get filled up with seed once more, the girl collapsed entirely, grateful that the image had ended there. She remained on the ground for a while, naked and panting.

After a few moments, Rumia shakily rose to her feet. Muttering a few curses, she began to gather Master's parts again to make sure that nothing would be lost. "Right. So the king is dead, the spider has worshippers now and I've swiped the ring. Let's get this done in order." The girl began to make her way towards where her pet arachnid was located once she was done picking up scrap. Repairing Master would have to most likely be put on backburner until she found the right place, tools, materials and someone or something with the right skills.

"Lassic, do you have any way of communicating with those orcs?" Rumia questioned the staff. "If you took the spider over again, maybe I could pose as a sort of servant or caretaker or whatever." She proposed to the spirit. "We could probably find some use for dumb muscle, as debatable as it's quality might be... Though there's not much left of it. At the very least, they should know the terrain and have some kind of safe place to stay, though. Also, think you can figure out a way to repair that ring later? A healing enchantment would be very useful to have, I think."
 
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Rumia would be reunited with the familiar images implanted in her head once she got Lassic's attention. Taking a minute to get her bearings after the illusion had passed, she would mutter a few things under her breath. As she was singing Lassic's praises in a muttered tone, Rumia would pick up the pieces of Master that she was able to recover. Contemplating the repair work that needed to be done, she knew that there was no way to handle it on her own.

Rumia's next order of business would be to head over to the spider. From what she could see, there were about 50 orcs remaining and a good number of them were injured in some way, either by the flames Rumia had cast previously or the spider flinging them around. As she approached the spider, a group of about 10 orcs would impede her path. The rest would simply gawk at Rumia's naked body.

At this point she would ask Lassic about the orcs and if there were a method of communication with them.

"Sex." Lassic would deadpan the reply, and wait a few seconds for a reaction from Rumia.

"These simple minded creatures realize only one thing, and that is strength. I think it would be difficult even for me as I would need to dominate their minds to implant what they need to do. They are likely not worth the time."

With the orcs not allowing Rumia near her spider, it was safe to say that they would defend their new "king" quite possibly with their lives no differently than they did their previous king. Then again, it was Lassic who was still controlling the spider at this point. So maybe they were all bowing down to him from a certain point of view.
 
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