The Drow Keeper, warning: adult content

The Blue faerie lamps lit their way as the two figures strode through the hall. They both had deep purple-black skin and long white hair. The walls of the hall were a deep blue color and many drow banners were draped down it. Marcaunon turned to Mayarra, confident yet secretly nervous as they entered the final corridor before the rites chamber. As they walked a female attendant appeared from a door to the left and took Mayarra away. Marcaunon was now alone as he entered the final rites chamber. Finally he could become an adult. Many other males at the same stage awaited him before the large oak doors. As he arrived the huge doors swung open as they creaked on their hinges. They entered a large dome-shaped room, blue faerie fire lamps burning around the edge. There were long futons around the edge, each pointing inwards towards a raised altar. Each of the males was led to their appropriate one by an attendant. As they laid down, Marcaunon turned to see a deep arch behind him, ended with a large door. There were identical ones behind each of the other males.
After waiting for a few minutes, the large entry door once again swung open. This time a single Woman walked out. She was a Sorceress mistress. She wore a low-cut see through robe, and nothing else. Marcaunon could see by the looks on the other males faces that they were already getting bothersome. She approached the altar, the robe flowing over her delectable body. Clasping both hands to the altar, she spoke.
"I must congratulate you all on surviving to this stage. You will finally be able to free yourself of childhood and claim your mantle as a true drow warrior."Her voice rolled off her tongue with a truly alluring tone, adding to her already bewitching presence.
"You are finally ready to accept your lifepartner and become a true Man."she added. At that many of the males grinned mightily, others laughing openly with pure excitement.
"Enjoy yourselves boys, for you will never have such a pleasurable experience."At that she was gone.
Suddenly a delightful scent entered the room, Marcaunon knew not whether it was the candles or some spell or another, but it filled him, and the other males, with a feeling of pure delight and power. It was clearly making them excited. Marcaunon would blush in another environment, but the aroma caused him not to, filling him with a sense of wellbeing. Suddenly a gong sounded, ringing out through the room, reverberating off the curved walls, adding to the aura around them. The doors behind them opened, and Marcaunon turned to face whatever it was beyond the doors. There stood Mayarra, wearing naught but a loosely fitting robe, see through like that of the Mistress. She was hugging the wall, one leg out in a very alluring pose. She walked over to the waiting drow male.
"I have been through the rites and are now ready to become a woman. I know what is to happen and beckon you to accept me. Now Marcaunon, take me, I am yours. I am ready."she said stoically,"and I can see you are ready for me."she added, looking at Marcaunon's waist. She then dropped the robe, revealing her beautiful figure in its pure nude beauty. Marcaunon's eyes lit up as he looked at her, her body exciting him fully. She walked over to him and removed his ceremonial robes. she laid there with him, kissing passionately, her breasts pressed against Marcaunon's bare chest.
"I truly love you Marcaunon."she pronounced,
"and I you Mayarra." replied the waiting male. She then moved down his body and after a few seconds raised herself above Marcaunon's prone body. in that moment she gripped his manhood and pressed her body next to his. She slowly moved up and down rhythmically, filling herself and Marcaunon with pure, raw pleasure. She ground her hips into his as she lowered, letting out a low moan. Marcaunon answered with a moan of his own, panting low. Other females were also screaming in delight around the room. After a few minutes of such pleasure, she let out a scream and then a moan and Marcaunon felt warm liquid flow down his thighs. He then gasped and let out a sigh as he felt his seed spew forth from him into Mayarra. The sheer ecstasy of delight and pleasure finished them both off and Mayarra slipped off him, falling beside him. Again they kissed passionately, soon falling asleep, their naked bodies keeping each other warm in the cool air of the dome.

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Marcaunon strode through room, pushing open doors as he headed towards his summoner. He opened the final door and before him stood his father.
"What is it you called me for father"he said, bowing his head in pure respect.
"I am proud of you Marcaunon, you have finished the rites and are my eldest son. You are truly a man now."he said purposely. "It is time you leave us, take Mayarra and leave. Find yourself a future. Go!"
At that Marcaunon turned and exited his family home. He laughed. Finally he was free.
As he approached Mayarra's family home a cry went up. It was one of joy. The front
doors burst open as Mayarra ran out to greet him. She was already wearing her traveling gear. She through her arms around him and he kissed her deeply.
"Let us go Mayarra."He said
Then they were gone, heading for one place they knew they would fit in, gahyter.

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The two figures padded through the alleys. They had stalked the streets for about an hour and were following a small mountain gnome. He had stolen from them their last few silvers and left them with three coppers to get by. He would pay. As he rounded a corner on the worse side of gahyter he spotted the gnome walk into a tavern named 'The Full Barrel'. As they entered they saw many guests walk around they spotted him sit alone in the corner. They walked towards the bar.
"Oi drop ya hood or get out."shouted the human barman, a plump figure with a small beard. They did so. The tavern went as quiet as the grave.
"So sorry my lord, please forgive me."He cried.
"Ill clear a table for you now."added the barman as he walked over to a clean table ad laid a rather dirty sheet across it. Marcaunon noticed the gnome look over the top of his drink at them.
"He's spotted us Mayarra."he said silently
"I know, he's been watching since we arrived."she replied
"Lets go then."he said menacingly.
He quickly whipped out a hand crossbow, removing one bolt clip from his belt. She began forming a spell. The gnome had noticed and a look of sheer terror engulfed him just as the globe of darkness did. Marcaunon then fired, the clicking almost silent. The gnome went down, blood erupting from his throat as the bolts drained his life from him. They walked to his body, Marcaunon's large Auburn eyes meeting the glazing gnome ones.
"Ill be taking my money pest." he said as Mayarra removed the contents of the gnomes satchel.
"We will be retiring to our room barman."he said as he wiped the blood off his shoes.
As they left him one word escaped the gnomes lips as he died. 'Keeper'.

Great

Your a very good writer...VERY good!

wow...that is very good

Awesome, Truly understanding the essence of mistery. =D So...whens the next post? Can't wait!

DAMN!

Isnt this place none-geust, im ok as long they dont get all pissy, plz make a count for full options

FREAK! (its a compliment )

It is good, but in a perverted kinda way. I can feel Slannesh strongly through this one. HAR HAR HAR!

BTW Wanadriel, I got you on MSN now.

i know

If you read the Orcs collection (bodyguard of lightening, Legion of thunder, warriors of tempest) by Stan Nicholls you know where i got my inspiration from.

OWWW! ORC SEX!!!!

Lol

KEK!:P

Double kek! ARGHHH! BATS!

naaa shes a half orc and she ritually does it with this human who she then happens to sacrifice. mmm gribbly