The Lord of Ragnarok
Chapter 19: Darmok and Jalad at Tenagra
Uncia Capital City of Tenagra- L0rd0f7hund3r's P.O.V.
After doing the jump with Clopmaniac's teleport, we entered upon a scene of complete chaos. I'm sure Discord would have been at home here, but this wasn't a place I would have him turn up at, if i had any say. Mind you, the sight before me left me awestruck. In a roadway, adorned by small hutches which may have been hunting lodges, were towering creatures of muscle and sinew, easily eighteen feet tall at the shortest, batting away company sized forces of troops like ten pins. An eight year old me was sitting in front of an old RCA television, watching Allison Hayes crushing cars, sporting the biggest erection of my life. I had found Giantess Nirvana!
"Oi, 7hund3r!" Clopmaniac snapped, breaking my stupefaction, "what are ye doin' there, standin' about like one o'clock hal' struck? Don' we have a battle t' fight?!"
"Right, sorry, the view kinda- Nevermind." I stammered, "Aesir, can you direct my friends here to the center of town? A city hall or a justice center building?"
"There is the clan cheiftain's hall," Aesir answered, "I can take you there. I know a few ways around the melee."
"No need," Clompmaniac told her, "jus' tell me where it is an' Ah can have us o'er there in a thrice."
"I was afraid you were going to say that…" Aesir moaned.
"What am I doing, Steve?" Marevelous asked.
"You're running defense from within," I told Janie, "if any of these Theocracy assholes get past the hometown team, you turn back or turn 'em to ash."
"What are you going to do, Darmok?" Aesir asked.
"I got to see a couple of dumb fucks and make their immediate lives as miserable as possible," I said, unfurling Serpent's Tongue, "along the way, I hope to thin the herd a little from the exterior. Ain't nothing like a little lightning for some minor pest control."
"Good luck then, boyo," Clop said to me, "drinks 're on me if we survive."
"Good luck to the both of you, too," I told Clop and Marevelous, "don't go hunting for any medals, eh?"
There was a flash of white, and the trio of ladies I was with had vanished. Now it was time to wreck some skulls. From where we teleported in, we were on the eastern slope of the mountain, leading into the city of Tenagra itself. I slid down the embankment that was created here, and as soon as I reached the bottom, I let Serpent's Tongue sing. Two score of Sanctus Theocracy soldiers creamed when the diamond headed tips of the whip struck them; those tips were crafted to slice through dragon scales and the steel armor of these soldiers was rent asunder with ease. Add it in the bleeding effect of Exsanguination, and these boys would be dying for shortly from profuse blood loss.
I kept working my way through the ranks, my whip scoring men, my spells scorching flesh, until I was six columns deep in Theocracy army ranks. They rushed me all at once, but my elemental style of magic kept me out of reach of their swords, battle axes, and maces. Their armor was rent wherever Serpent's Tongue struck, and if I stopped for a moment or two, I could see armored men flying through the air. The giantess catwomen were giving as good as they got, I could tell. I felt it was time to up my game. Unfurling my wings, I rose into the air. Once I got enough altitude, I whipped up a tornado and unleashed it upon the horde below. Watching Theocracy troopers flail about in a merry whirlwind brought a smile to my face.
City of Tenagra - Clan Cheiftain's Hall - Mistress Marevelous' P.O.V.
We reached the hall as several of the very tall cat ladies strode past, carrying a litter with an even bigger cat lady upon it. I heard Aesir gasp at the sight of the woman; I had to think that she knew her.
"Spirits, preserve us!" Aesir muttered.
"AESIR!" shouted a cat lady flanking the hall's entrance, "YOU HAVE RETURNED. TELL US, DID YOU FIND AID?"
"I did, Mother," Aesir said, to the surprise of myself and Clopmaniac, "I have found others who have quarrel with the men in blue. These two are Clopmaniac and Mistress Marevelous."
The tall cat lady, who was supposed to be Aesir's mother, looked us up, then down and said, "THEY ARE A LITTLE SHORT FOR WARRIORS."
"I can assure ya, missy," Clop spoke, "that whatever you think of our stature ain't nothing compared to th' power we bring to the table."
"THE TINY, FLAMING MARE MAKES A POINT," said another cat lady, "THERE IS ONE LIKE THEM, A STALLION METHINKS, FIGHTING THE FORCES ON THE EASTERN SLOPE. HE FIGHTS LIKE A WOLVERINE IN A RAGE. I HAVE NOT SEEN ONE WIELD A WHIP LIKE HIS BEFORE."
"Yes, he is the one called L0rd0f7hund3r. He is Darmok." Aesir replies.
"DARMOK? THE MASTER OF STORMS?" Aesir's mother asks, "THEN WHAT THE SPIRITS SAY IS TRUE. A STORM COMES TO THE MOUNTAIN…"
"Indeed," Aesir confirms, "for now, the one called Mistress Marevelous seeks to aid us here. Lady Clopmaiac has said she plans to deal with forces on the western slope. Is that too so?"
"Aye, 'tis is," Clop said, "a cleansin' fire should to do the job right up."
"THEN YOU BEST ACCOMPANY ME, THEN," said another cat lady, "I AM HEADING THERE NOW. AQUILION HAS BEEN WOUNDED AND SHE MAY NOT REJOIN THE FIGHT. THEY HAVE SIEGE ENGINES THERE AND SHE WAS ONE OF THE FEW US STRONG ENOUGH TO BREAK THEM."
"If they be made o' wood, I can turn 'em ash. Just point me in th' right direction." Clop said.
"OVER YONDER," said the cat lady, "WHERE THE SHADOWS GROW TALLEST. SUNSET IS SOON UPON US."
"Not yet, it ain't," Clop said, "this be where Ah leave ya, Marevelous. Take o' yerslef."
"I'll try," I said to to her before she teleported away.
"THAT ONE HAS SPIRIT. LET US HOPE IT DOES NOT DRIVE HER ASTRAY…"
"Uh, yeah, she can get pretty riled up," I said, "so, uh, where do you need me? I'm pretty handy with punching things."
"CLAN CHIEFTAIN NASSAU HAS SENT HER SECURITY RETINUE TO FACE THE SOLDIERS. SHE IS UNPROTECTED, SAVE FOR US HERE," said Aesir's mother, "YOU MAY JOIN US IN HER DEFENSE."
"Okay, cool," I beamed, then I turned to Aesir and asked, "is this normal for your people?"
"Hardly," Aesir said, "but this is not a normal fight. None have laid siege to our city in millennia. I wonder what could have drawn these soldiers here?"
"The fact that you aren't human, I think," I mused, "they don't seem to like those entities that are humanoid but not actually human."
"I don't understand," Aesir said.
"NEITHER DO I," Aesir's mother spoke.
"Yeah, join the club."
City of Tenagra - Eastern Slope - L0rd0f7hund3r's P.O.V.
I could hear cheering behind me. The giantesses were in high spirits as large swathes of hostiles were ripped from the ground and thrown into air by gale winds I created. I was sweeping troopers by the hundreds and I hadn't really gotten started yet. I charge up several bolts of lightning and unleash them. Several platoons of Theocracy soldiers get electrocuted where they stand. I lash another quartet of platoons with lightning bolts or fireballs, then come down back to the ground in a clap of thunder.
The resulting shock wave from the crash sends troopers tumbling. I followed that up with a firewall, torching soldiers left and right. When the firewall died down, numerous gangs of Theocracy troops bum rushed me. Serpent's Tongue lashed out, striking those closest to me, inflicting lethal injuries. Another wave charged me, Serpent's Tongue hissed once more, and another score of bodies hit the ground.
Behind me, enemy soldiers were in flight, flung by the giantesses holding the line. They seemed to be having some fun at the expense of enemy soldiers. I couldn't blame them, though; these numbskulls had no skill, no real talent for battle. They felt more like mooks or minor mobs. If this were Borderlands, I would think of these guys as low level bandits with shit tier rolled guns. The ladies were handling any troops that came close enough to the city limits that I had no trouble corralling Theocracy forces towards me.
I blasted another cadre of enemies with a waterspout that sent them tumbling down the mountain. I was certainly thinning the herd but the two I was expecting to show up had made an appearance yet. I was hoping to engage them at some point, but they had not popped up. Oh, well, I could take down quite a few more of these infantry morons. Maybe then, with a large segment of their forces obliterated, maybe then Anok and Rose would turn up. One can only hope.
City of Tenagra - Western Slope - Clopmaniac's P.O.V.
The sight before me was something that sent a shiver down my spine. I felt a familiar feeling of overwhelming odds against a single member, and then I remembered, I had backup. By the end of the day these fockin' arses were gonna be bleedin'. I smiled at one, a tall drink of water, and snatched his sword from him. He looked surprised ta see the magic gripping his weapon, and then he was even more surprised to see it turned inta his death. I let the sword slash through his neck.
He hadn't been bad lookin, but I didn't have the luxury of simply pickin and choosin. I needed to deal with them. I laughed as I moved forward.
"Come on ya daft bastards! I got enough for all of ya!"
I could hear a commotion further down the line. Something was a happenin' with the army itself. Part of me felt relieved that Mannulus had the decency to send backup. In truth, I was sure that we could'a done it, but honestly, 7hund3r tended ta be a might full of 'imself when tryin' ta do this kinda thing. If what I was a hearin' was accurate then the Sirens were handling themselves well. I felt a slash, thankful that actual armor was on me. Sure, the fact that I modeled my chainmail ta look like security barding from a stable was evidence enough, after all, having blue chainmail with the number ninety-nine in yellow wasn't exactly designed fer hidin, but I wasn't a hidin'.
I looked at the arse that took a swipe. I floated a bottle of wild Pegasus up, "Ya focked yerself, ya know that?"
I took a swig, and I felt the delightful burn. I smiled, time to ask, what would Blackjack do. I know what she'd do, after findin' out that she wasn't gonna get laid. I swiped the sword at the arse, takin' his hand. He screamed, and I moved past 'im.
"This is the only chance ya got, so leave," I then looked at them, and I took another swig before I floated his weapon, still held by his hand up, and both swords began to cut a bloody swath through them.
Who's the one kickin arse and takin names?
Who's the mare who makes ya wanna scream in pain?!
Who's gonna fock ya with yer sword?
Who's gonna sing this damn song cause she's board?!
Clopmaniac that's who!
Eyes fell on me, and I laughed as I continued ta cut 'em down. Suddenly they were less wantin' to crowd me.
"What the hell is she?!" one screamed.
"An abomination! Kill her!"
I watched as he deep throated my sword. The other found his arse and rammed up it. That caused all of 'em near by ta stop.
"Come on twats! I gotta swords fer everybody!"
One of 'em ran toward me, his axe raised, his eyes full of fury, and fer a moment I smiled. He swung down ta find his axe was missin'.
"Nice weapon, thanks!" I slurred as it split his head in two.
The others began to back away, and I couldnae let 'em miss out. The swords and battle axe danced in the air in front of me, cutting swathes through the soldiers, and I heard gasps behind me. After all of this, I better get laid. I looked at the group tryin' ta escape, and I looked at the dozens dead. The blades had been fun, but time to finish up. I focused my magic, sending it out like a wave, and I saw hundreds screamin' as they hit the ground. Their bodies covered in fire, their armor becomin' mini furnaces as they burned alive in 'em.
I looked back at the giantesses behind me, "So, what's a mare gotta do ta get some decent dick?"
City of Tenagra - Eastern Slope - L0rd0f7hund3r's P.O.V.
I was pretty sure I heard screaming from the other side of the mountain. Sounds like Clop was having fun. I couldn't complain but I was still going to go to do so. None of these warriors were, well, warriors. They came in waves, usually head on, screaming at the top of their lungs. As I immolated, electrocuted, dissolved, or froze my enemies, I kept seeing signs that none of these men were here of their own volition. This had all the classic marking of TheTuetonicRose's brainwashing technique. Time to get serious…
I had been building a serious twister to unleash upon these assholes and now it was time to let it loose. Taking flight once more and turning a small regiment of hostiles to ash, I let the tornado I was holding in off its leash. The train whistle of it's winds tore through the enemy ranks with ease, a carbon fiber knife through butter. I kept on feeding and feeding it, making it grow in size until it was almost immense enough to eclipse the mountain itself. Soldiers were tossed widdershins as the winds carried them and from my lofty high position in the air, I finally saw my targets.
The thing I stated earlier about my eyesight getting better certainly played out here. I could easily make Anok the Destroyer pointing me out; I could read his lips (not so easy given how thin and lifeless they were,) saying, "Loook, it's The Spic!" I was so going to enjoy making this guy cry.
One last burst of magic into my whirlwind and I let die. The battlefield now had more in common with an Arkansas trailer park than the mountain home of a giantess race of wildcats. When I touched down, there wasn't a single Theocracy soldier left standing. Most had been dashed upon the cliffs or boulders that decorated the mountain. I saw Anok and Rose approach me, both wearing slash like grins.
"Well, if it ain't The Spic," Anok the Destroyer exclaimed, "I was wondering when your murderous ass was going to turn up!"
"Anok the Annoying, what a pleasure," I beamed, "sucked any good fascists cock lately? Or does Rose have all the dick you'll ever need."
"You're going to eat those words, Wetback!" TheTuetonicROse spouted, "once I get into your head, you'll be worshipping me as I send you to your death, like all the poor saps you just wasted."
"You know, I was wondering about that," I said, "here I am, laying waste to legions of your soldiers, but not a single decent soldier amongst them. Only your mind fuckery can make a halfway decent warrior into a shit minion, eh, Eva?"
I got a look from both of them that was part startled, part enraged.
"How do you know that name?!" Anok shouted.
"That for me and my data mining skills to know, and you to find out," I crowed, "are we done with all the witty patter? Because I want to get down to brass tacks."
"I'll give you brass tacks alright," Anok roared, "after I roast your spic ass off this planet!"
He tried to roast me with fireballs, but already had a winding windscreen to deflect the attack. He sent icicles my way, and I melted them with homing fireballs. His wind spell was shit and the wall of earth I put up was more than effective enough to block it. All the while I was waiting for TheTuetonicRose to strike. Her mind warping abilities are most effective when her target is otherwise engaged. I was waiting for her to make a play for my mind, which I have to acknowledge is susceptible to psychic attack.
My moment came soon enough when I felt Rose's attack coming. In preparation for her, I had brushed up on the variant of Magic Missile I constructed oh so long ago. Arcane Hunter Seeker Bolts is a custom attack spell. I crafted it after Magic Missile as a way of overcoming some of my nearsighted limitations. In most variations of Dungeons and Dragons, MM is a line of sight attack spell. It does between D6 and D8 damage to a target and has a range of six feet, or roughly two meters. (Or at least that's my understanding. It's been ages since I've played D&D.)
Arcane Hunter-Seeker Bolt takes the Magic Missile concept and improves it's range (18 meters), damage (d12- D20,) and adds certain properties to it. Properties like Piercing, which will easily penetrate light and medium armor, though it does stand a 25% chance of deflecting off of heavy armor. The Hunter-Seeker of the name means just that: the magical bolts will seek out targets to attack and will continuously hunt after them until they hit their range limit. It does tend to be a little over powered, but when Ragnorak was still online, the Bacchnal system duplicated my poor eyesight. If I couldn't see a target in my limited field of view of three feet, I didn't hit it all.
So, with Rose's play in effect, I jumped into the open and launched Hunter-Seeker. All the bolts flew towards Anok- only for them to miss. He grinned like a maniac when they did so.
"HAH!" Anok barked, "YOU MISSED! AND NOW YOU'RE DEAD!"
"I didn't miss," I said, bearing a sneer, "in fact, I hit exactly what I aimed for."
"What the fuck are you-"
"M-Mari- Marian…" gasped TheTuetonicRose.
Anok spun (Really? MARIAN? He ain't no John Wayne!) and looked in despair at his partner. My bolts had found their home: two were buried in Tuetonic's chest (one through her heart and another punctured her lung,) another two had lodged in her gut. She was trying desperately to breath, but the blood pouring out her mouth said she wasn't long for this world. Anok rushed over to her, concerned, warring with despondency. He held her as she lay, gasping around deep wounds that neither he or she could heal. She was dying and I could hear several troops that had been waiting in the wings murmuring, like they were lost. Soon, the sound of boots in retreat could be heard. I had proven my theory right and had taken down one of the Theocracy's best weapons in the field.
"M-marian, marian, I… love-"
That was the last breath that TheTuetonicRose would ever have.
"Y-you, you killed her," Anok breathed, "you killed her! You killed my wife!"
"And you killed one of my guild mates," I retorted, "I say we're about even now."
"No, we aren't even," Anok growled, "now I'm gonna to roast your spic ass to ashes- AUGH!"
One thing I should mention: Arcane Hunter-Seeker Bolts launches seven bolts of arcane damage. Eva had only had four hit her. The other three? I was holding onto those for just this moment. I knew that Anok had that stupid bracelet of his that would turn him into a dragon. And from what I could tell of the item itself, it was listed as light armor. So, there went Anok's battlefield advantage.
"M-my bracelet…" Anok murmured, "you broke my bracelet… you killed my wife…"
"Oh, go suck on Jordan Peterson's cock, you lame ass motherfucker," I said, "you brought this upon yourself, you and your buddies in the Third Reich Guild. And if you think this is bad, you wait until I have a full head of steam to work with. Then you'll be seeing some real fireworks!"
With his eyes overflowing with tears, and his army gone AWOL, Anok stood, holding his ruined bracelet over his thoroughly ruined wrist and breathed, "I'm going to get you for this."
"Go tell it to someone who gives a fuck, MARIAN," I shout, "now, begone THOT!"
I pushed a gale force wind upon Anok and he flew through the air, over the plateau's edge that Tenagra rested on, and out of sight. The battle was now over. Here's hoping Janie did okay on her end. I don't think I need to question how Clop did. Taking to wing again, I flew over to the lovely giantesses that were cheering for me. I think I may have gained a few fans!
Outside of the City of Tenagra - Adagio's P.O.V.
Hundreds lay dead, but our slaves bested them. Strange, before they were little better than low level swordsmen. The kind of low level dregs that were brought into a battle just to wear down the enemy. Instead, our slaves seemed to increase their battle abilities. We no longer needed to sing, but they were ours to control. It seemed a waste to simply kill them now. I watched as one came near me. He knelt down, showing the due respect my sisters and I deserved.
"Mistress Adagio, we have defeated the opposing army, and the others have been taken care of by our allies, what are your commands?"
I sighed. It was nice, I had done what Lord Mannulus asked. I looked at the slave, perhaps if permitted I would keep him, and I closed my eyes, "Lord Mannulus, we have been successful. The army has been pushed back, and we have two hundred new soldiers. What is your command for them?"
I waited for a moment, and then I heard Lord Mannulus' voice in my head.
They are still under your thrall?
"Yes Lord Mannulus. We no longer need to sing to control them. They are ours, and thus yours. What is your command?"
We need a presence at the hidden City of Sanerek Nim. Adagio, I am placing you and your sisters over the hidden city. I wish to make it a second home for us. The soldiers are to go with you. Use them to help repair and protect the hidden city.
"I understand," I looked at my prize, "You are my loyal subject now, aren't you?" I asked.
"With every fiber of my being, my Mistress," he replied.
I smiled at him, "I'm very fond of the name Passive Voice. That is your name now," I looked at him, "Passive, inform our troops that we will be preparing a new home for Lord Mannulus. He has placed my sisters and I in charge until he is ready to claim it."
"Your will be done," he said before he left.
I heard Aria huff, "so what? We're stuck with a bunch of pets?"
I looked toward her, "They're worthy. Plus, I'm interested in seeing what kind of pet Passive turns into."
She rolled her eyes at me, "Fine, but I'm not cleaning up after them. Sonata can do it."
No sooner had the words left her mouth when a portal opened. I looked upon Lord Mannulus as he stepped through. He observed the destruction, his hand stroking his chin.
"Adagio, before I send you to the Hidden City, I wish for you to help bring the materials left here on the battlefield back to the temple. We can always use the raw materials these slain theocracy soldiers give us."
I bowed, "Of course my lord, I believe there to be more further in as well."
He nodded, "We will collect them as well. Some I will convert to a lower level undead. Weaker guards, but easy to replace."
City of Tenagra - Outside of the Clan Chieftain's Hall - Mistress Marevelous P.O.V.
I don't know how all those soldiers got into the city, but for as long I could get breath in my lungs, none of them would get past me. I don't know how Clop or Steve are handling things, but these boys are some pretty tough customers. I've been dealing with these idiots for nearly an hour now; I fear they may be Special Forces or Covert Ops troops sent into the city to either subjugate or kill The Clan Chieftain. They don't seem to be under the mind control of TheTuetonicRose. Which leads me to believe these are devotees, honest Neo Nazis, specially trained in ranged and melee combat. And I thought Illinois Nazis were bad…
Like before my armor was enchanted, but unlike before I had used the potions brewed specifically to enhance it further. I did not want another incident like before. I didn't want to give them the chance. I felt the armor change slightly, not becoming heavier, but instead almost feeling like a second layer of skin. I looked at the group coming, and I thought of the phrase I used to say before going on a quest with my brother.
"Lo, I see before me my mother, my grandfather, my grandmother, going all of the way back to the very beginning of my line. They cheer for me, they cry out in a single voice, Sister, daughter, warrior born, come! Join us! Join us in the halls of Valhalla!" I exclaimed before I let out a war cry. I had been fighting these bastards the entire time, and I had been holding alone.
I didn't expect a reprieve. 7hund3r was busy, Clop, I imagined, had her drunken hands full. It was me, and me alone. Or it was until one of the soldiers stopped. He screamed as blood and bone erupted from his chest. I saw the faint outline of a shadowy hand, and I looked beside where I stood to see Mannulus.
"You had to come anyway huh?" I asked.
He laughed, "I said that I would be bringing backup, I didn't say who."
The other soldiers looked at him, ready to attack, knowing that a magic caster changed things, but it didn't end them. I'm sure they realized that if they rushed him all at once he would be done. They didn't get the chance. I looked to see the Sirens, leading a small army, pointing toward the attacking soldiers.
"Passive Voice, bring me their leader's head." Adagio said.
With that one of their army shouted a war cry, and I watched as two hundred enthralled soldiers fought just as hard as the neonazis I was facing. They cut through them, taking down soldier after soldier. I saw Mannulus looking over the battlefield, and I suddenly realized why our guild leader was that. He knew. He knew that one of us would likely need help, and he knew the others may be too busy. He watched the situation unfold, seemingly unaffected by the death occurring on the battlefield. He gave me a small smile.
"I do hope that I was not intruding. It's just that I had seen what was going on, and I decided to redirect our efforts from cleaning the bodies for raw materials to assisting you. At the moment I've asked the maids to clear them for me."
I nodded, "Thanks, I was actually a little worried. But I wasn't afraid of anything happening again."
He nodded, "That's good, but understand that sometimes you need to work through the issues in a more constructive way. Mistress Marevelous, I will not begrudge you wanting to battle, but normally that is just a way to cope. Sometimes you need to actually work toward fixing your problem with talk, understanding, and patience," he said, "The Path from inner turmoil begins with a friendly ear. My ear is open if you choose to use it."
One of the female warriors crept close, "The small one speaks the truth. The only way to know inner peace is to take the power from what haunts you."
I looked at him, "Thanks, Master Splinter," I giggled, "But honestly Mannulus, thank you."
"His name is Mannulus? Why did you call him this Master Splinter?" another asked.
Mannulus looked at them, "He was a great teacher from a long time ago. His teachings are the basis of a long field of study. But he believed in obtaining inner peace."
Another nodded, "Then he would have been respected here."
One of the larger warriors neared both of us. She knelt down, nearly to where she was almost eye level with me.
"Little mare, you have great spirit, graceful, hard like iron when needed, and showed great courage. You are welcomed here," she then looked at Mannulus, "You smell of death, the stench of unnatural magicks roll off of you, we are thankful for your actions, but you are not welcomed here. We do not invite death into our home."
He bowed graciously, "And Death has not come to claim it. He has come merely to help those he calls friends."
She seemed to study him for a moment, "Perhaps, one day, we will become friends with Death, but not today. Please, leave our home."
I could see Adagio getting angry, but Mannulus raised his hand, "Of course, Adagio, gather your sisters, and your soldiers, we need to depart for the hidden city of Sanerek Nim."
With that he opened a portal. I was sad to see him go, knowing that he could have just as easily ignored the battle, but he had shown up regardless. I hoped that their actions toward him wouldn't result in him abstaining from battle next time. It took precious little time for them to leave, and once they were gone I looked at the female.
"Why did you feel the need to send him away?"
She rose to her feet, "Little mare, I do not doubt that he is a good friend, but he is death. He smells of it, and it radiates from him, only a fool would welcome death into their home. Death may be caring, it may show concern, but it does not change the fact that it is death. Death is only welcomed by the dying."
With that she turned from me.
The Hidden City of Sanerek Nim - Entrance - Mannulus' P.O.V.
Stepping into Sanerek Nim made me feel more relaxed. I could see the reactions of the Sirens, and after a moment Adagio neared me. I was about to say something when she hugged me tightly. I felt confused, aroused, uncertain, and after a moment she let go. She studied me, and shook her head.
"It was wrong of them to turn you away, but you showed them great mercy by allowing them to live."
I looked at her for a moment, "Mercy is the mark of a great man," I said before I looked at the group of them, "We have much to do here. We need this city's defenses rebuilt, and I would like to see the forges going again. More specifically I would like to see this become a major city in and of itself."
She bowed, "Of course Lord Mannulus, may.. May I speak to you for a moment, Privately?"
I nodded followed her, and she walked into one of the homes I had not checked before. The dead inside of the home itself were not merely the skeletal remains that littered the halls. They were mummified, each and every one of them had ran into this place in an attempt to hide. Either from Virth, or something else that had come to find them. I began to ask her what when she unsnapped the clasp to her chiton.
It fell and I saw her natural form.
"I am not a guardian, I have no place asking to be taken as a bride, but it doesn't matter. You are powerful, merciful, and the greatest of the supreme beings. All I can offer you is myself. I am unspoiled, untouched, and I freely give that to you my Lord, if you desire."
I've been a number of things in my life. Most recently I've been the husband to a herd. One that had four wives, which I believed was fine. As far as I knew Adagio wasn't preprogrammed to be in love with me, but I knew that Trixieisagoddess had made her much like her counterpart. That meant that she was drawn to power, drawn to magic, and suddenly it made sense. One thing I wished that I would have been was stronger against temptation.
"We will be apart, quite often. I did not lie when I said that I wanted you to run this great dwarven city with your sisters," I said, trying to give her a reason to not proceed, "That could cause undo stress."
She went to her knees, looking at me, a soft smile on her face, "Do you not think that you, and should you choose me, my sister wives, would not visit me regularly?"
And she sunk my rebuttal. I hoped against hope that Twilight would open a portal, see what was going on, freak out, and then pull me back to the temple. But she wasn't. I had no rebuttals, I had no reasons. All I had before me was flesh that wished to be joined with me. I shook my head, I couldn't think like that. Perhaps, just perhaps Mannulus, as I played him, really was part of me, and if that was so then I was changing even more than I believed. I was becoming like Mannulus, and that meant that I didn't have a clear cut view of right and wrong anymore.
I neared her, touched her cheek, and raised her to her hooved feet. I opened a portal, and Mentally I called out to my brides. All of them came through, and they all stood by.
"Adagio has asked to join with me, with us, I want your opinions."
Solar Flare neared her, "She could be fun, I would imagine that she would make some delightful noises while she was taken from behind."
Twilight growled, "I don't trust her, but I trust your judgement my love."
Luna studied her, "Her power would serve us regardless, but it is your choice my beloved."
Rainbow looked at her, "I say do it, and then we all fuck her silly to welcome her."
I laughed as I heard Twilight gasp, "RAINBOW!"
I could see Rainbow shrug, "What? I'm digging the way she looks, plus I want to see if I can make her orgasm in two seconds flat."
I held up my hand, "Very well, Adagio Dazzle, by the authority vested in me, by the Temple of Celestia Sol, you are hereby joined with this herd. As such, you will act in accordance with what is best for the temple, and then for the herd, do you understand?"
She nodded, "I do."
