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Voltron: Monsters & Nympho-Mana Mania	By : GrayNeko Category: -Misc Cartoons > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1201 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A New Kind of Predator
The party watched as Kuro knelt near the edge of a cliff that overlooked the area that the convent was in. After they had had their fun with the nuns and spread word of a new brothel in the region, Kuro took the threat of a potential drow raider very seriously and had committed a lot of the party’s time to tracking down this individual or any of his possible associates.
As Kuro scanned the forested lands below with a spyglass, a cough from Thrust made him glance over his shoulder.
“Boss man, not to question you or anything, but don’t you think we’d be better off letting Slab do his tracking thing down there where we know this drow guy has been spotted?” Thrust asked while maintaining what he felt was a safe distance from Kuro.
“This place gives us a vantage of the whole area and since we know that he isn’t alone, we can look for signs of a group moving through the region. We don’t want to accidentally stumble upon his group looking for them, that doesn’t provide us with any tactical advantage,” Kuro explained with a surprising air of calmness.
“That’s exactly why I’ve been keeping an eye on this spot for weeks now!” A voice called out from the woods further down the hill.
Kuro swore and rose to his feet, casting a hard glare in the direction of the others who had been standing around casually while they were being crept up on.
“You are quite the interesting group,” the voice continued to call out as everyone drew weapons and readied themselves. “Especially after what you did to those nuns. I could make use of people like you. Surrender to me and I can promise you positions of power under me.”
“The Golden Lions surrender to no one,” Thrust called out. “But we can make you the same offer. You put the fear of the gods into those nuns until we fucked it out of them. Now why don’t you step out and let us get a good look at you.”
“I’ll give you more than a look. Take them!”
A massive figure exploded from a section of tree, roaring as it charged uphill towards the party. Slab returned the roar as he raised his axe and rushed headlong towards it. The creature, an ogre half-breed from the look of it, reached for Slab, her massive hand opening wide to grab him.
“Come here little green man! Dethgryp wants a new plaything!” she shouted.
Grapple Contest Check. Winner, Slab! Critical Success!
Slab’s eyes widened as he realized what the giant woman intended and he suddenly turned his downhill run into a slide, slipping under her reaching hand. He caught hold of her leg to stop his slide and then dug his feet into the ground as veins stood out along his arms. With a roar and a heave, he lifted the much larger woman off the ground, using her overbalanced grab against her to slam her into the hillside.
Other figures had sprung from the cover of the trees as Dethgryp hit the ground, and soon the party found themselves engaged with a group even odder than them.
Kuro was facing a warrior Elf woman, though there was something about her that Kuro could not place. He didn’t have time to ponder what that might be as she manifested an ethereal duplicate of herself and the two surrounded him in a flurry of blades. It was all he could do to block and parry her attacks and he still felt the sting of a blade as one of them slipped past his defences.
“You look well put together,” she said as she eyed his heavily armored body. “I am Jezel of the Fracturing Blade and you will make an excellent concubinus.”
Thrust was doing his best to dodge blows from a woman with glistening skin marked with rings of color that made her look like a venomous snake. One blow connected with his jaw and sent him sprawling onto his back, the woman resuming the attack stance that she had taken once she had closed the distance between them at incredible speed.
“Oh, sorry about that, handsome. If you promise to give up, I’ll make sure they don’t make a eunuch out of you,” she said before giggling in a way that only made Thrust more terrified.
Cass, meanwhile, was busy ducking and dodging around a woman who was a snake from the waist. Her opponent was eerily quiet as she lashed out with the tip of her tail, catching Cass with it as it snapped back around after missing initially. Cass grunted as the tip drove her to the ground and she began to ready a spell to counter-attack with when she felt the hair on her body stand on end as the air crackled. She looked up in time to see the snake woman’s fingers flaring with electricity as she pointed them at Cass.
Lightning Bolt cast! Dexterity Save Failed!
Lightning ripped through Cass’s body and she couldn’t help but scream as every nerve felt like it was exploding.
“Cass!” Varjah shouted as her companion’s screams filled her ears, but she couldn’t rush to the fairy’s aid. Not unless she wanted the dark elf she found herself confronting to slide his daggers into her back. He was one of the most beautiful men she had ever seen and from the way he flashed a smile at her, he knew it.
“I’ve never met a creature with such beauty and you do not bear the markings of a half-breed such as myself. Strange for a dark elf on the surface. You may call me Dravec, your soon-to-be master.”
Varjah snarled at him as she held her rapier at the ready, “As if I would let myself be defiled by half-breed scum like you!”
A blur of motion distracted Varjah out of the corner of her eye and as she instinctively half-turned to face a strange cat with tentacles on its back, Dravec lunged forward, his daggers flashing. Varjah gasped as his blades cut her more times than she could count and as he stepped smoothly past her, she experienced the insult to injury as her dress fell away, cut to ribbons in the attack. She fell to one knee as strength left her body, glaring balefully over her shoulder at Dravec.
“Surrender now and I shall spare not only you, but the rest of your companions,” Dravec said as he flourished his daggers while spinning on his heels to face her. “Unless you’d like to watch them die one by one.”
As he spoke, Dravec’s eyes flashed black and a burst of necrotic energy shot from his blades to strike Slab just as he was raising his axe overhead. Slab’s strike went wide and as he looked around in confusion, Dethgryp smiled. Her fingers grew jagged claws and she rolled onto her back to slash at Slab, scoring deep gashes across his stomach.
Kuro snarled as he watched his companions suffer setback after setback. His blade ignited with starlight and he brought it down on the transparent copy of Jezel, shattering the fragment before his longsword was caught by her twin blades.
“I will make you pay for this!” he growled as they strained against each other.
“I look forward to seeing you try,” Jezel purred.
Thrust grunted as the woman planted a foot on his chest, “Hey…what’s…your name?”
“Roze. Why? Trying to get in my good graces?” she asked as she put a little more pressure on his chest.
“Well, Roze…what’s…a martial artist’s…favorite…part of a joke?” Thrust gasped out.
“I don’t know, what?”
“The…punchline!”
Hideous Laughter cast! It failed!
Roze let out a soft chuckle as she put more weight on his chest, “Maybe I’ll let them take your tongue at the very least.”
As the snake woman slithered over to Cass’s prone form, Cass’s hand became wreathed in shadow and shot out to grab the woman’s slithering lower half.
“Ptoe!”
Vampiric Touch Cast. Success!
The snake woman hissed as Cass’s hand left a black imprint on her scaled flesh and Cass seemed slightly invigorated as she spat blood and pushed herself up.
Varjah’s scowl should have been enough to lay Dravec low, but the half-breed continued to smirk at her. It made her blood boil even more and darkness seemed to gather around her as she mustered what little strength she had left.
“Vil’zra’quath!”
Hold Person Cast. Success!
Dravec stiffened, his expression frozen as surprise began to twist his features. What’s more, Jezel also froze as she raised her blades towards Kuro. The others of Dravec’s party were quick to notice something had gone wrong.
Dethgryp rose in a crouch and surprised Slab by launching herself from her kneeling position directly into him.
Contested Athletics Check: Winner, Dethgryp!
Dethgryp carried Slab up into the air with her, her claws sinking deeply into his sides as her vicious smile filled his vision.
At the same time, Roze’s hand went to her belt and produced several small darts that she hurled at Varjah as she spun. Both struck, one in each of Varjah’s shoulders and she went down as it felt like she’d been punched with bone shattering force. Roze wasn’t done as she turned back and delivered two vicious kicks to Thrust’s ribs as he tried to pick himself up while she was distracted.
Kuro had been readying a savage blow to end the frozen Jezel but as Varjah collapsed, her grip on the spell freezing his opponent slipped and the Elf’s blade immediately sought Kuro’s flesh. Even without her strange duplicate, her blades sung as she worked them even faster than before, driving Kuro back as she scored slashes all over his body.
Cass had just taken to the air again as the snake woman circled her, silent as ever. Cass' eyes widened as the woman began making elaborate hand motions but before she could try anything, a shimmering lance of energy shot from the woman’s forehead and struck Cass right between the eyes.
Raulothim’s Psychic Lance cast! Intelligence Save Failed!
The woman’s overwhelming psychic power bore straight through Cass and she didn’t even utter a cry as she fell out of the air, her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
“Boss!” Thrust shouted between grunts of pain as Roze continued to pummel him. “We’re not doing so good!”
Kuro didn’t have a response as Dravec came racing up the hill, joining Jezel in pressing him. A gasp escaped Kuro as the Drow’s knife bit deeply between the plates of his armor.
Critical Sneak Attack!
Kuro’s vision began to blur even as he managed to interject his shield between himself and Dravec’s second blade, knocking it from the man’s hand.
Dravec smiled as he pulled his first blade free and stood back, adopting an insultingly casual air.
“He’s finished. In fact, I’d say they all are,” Dravec said just as Dethgryp crashed into the ground, using Slab to cushion her landing. The half-orc was more red than green from all the deep claw marks scoring his body.
“This one is still hanging on,” Roze called out as she stood over Thrust, “but only because I’ve been going easy on him.
“This…is you…going easy?” Thrust wheezed as Roze’s foot pressed harder on his neck.
“Don’t render him unconscious just yet,” Dravec called out as he approached. He knelt beside Thrust’s head as he cleaned Kuro’s blood from his blade, taking his time to remove all traces of blood before saying anything more.
“You seem like you might have a way with words, popinjay, so I’ll leave it to you to convince your fellows. You have potential and under my command, your Golden Lions would be a formidable part of my Forsaken. I could take you all captive and force you to serve, but I prefer people to come to me willingly. So remember the mercy of Dravec, Death’s Heir, here today and remind your companions of it. Now, Roze.”
Darkness enveloped Thrust as Roze’s foot connected with his skull

Interpersonal Conflict

When Thrust woke again, it was to hands roaming his bruised body. He tried to sit up but the ache in his ribs made that impossible.
“Don’t move, Master,” Amellor pleaded, her hands moving up to his shoulders to make sure he didn’t try to rise again.
Thrust acquiesced and then realized he was completely naked. He managed to lift his head up enough, though not without more pain, to look at Amellor demandingly.
“You were all very injured. We thought it best to strip you to assess your injuries. You seem the least injured,” Amellor said quickly and then shifted aside to let Thrust see the room.
The others were laid out on cots, each as naked as him. Sumire was fussing over Kuro’s bandages, many of which were soaked red, and Shalera knelt beside Slab, spooning broth into his mouth. Varjah was heavily bandaged and Cass lay face down with a pillow over her head.
“What’s wrong with Cass?” Thrust asked as he saw the fairy’s wings twitch.
“She has been complaining of severe headaches, has been suffering frequent nosebleeds, and has burns on her body,” Amellor said as she returned to probing Thrust’s body, noting all the tender and bruised areas.
Thrust couldn’t help noticing a flush in Amellor’s cheeks as her eyes roaming his naked flesh or the soft, sharp inhale every time she glanced at his cock.
“Why are we alive?” Kuro called out to the others, pushing Sumire away roughly as he rose to a sitting position.
Cass’s groan could be heard from beneath the pillow and she curled into a ball as if to fend off further noise.
“That Dravec guy left us like that to prove a point,” Thrust said in answer to Kuro’s question. “He wants us to join him and I’m guessing next time will go even worse if we say no.”
“That makes no sense,” Kuro growled as he swung his legs over the edge of the cot and began to rise. Sumire rushed to his side to support him and he surprisingly chose not to shove her away again. “He had no reason to let us go.”
“It’s because we weren’t strong enough,” Cass said suddenly from beneath her pillow.
“What was that?” Kuro asked, a dangerous edge to his voice at the idea that anyone would question his strength.
“Oh get your head out of your ass,” Cass groaned as she ripped the pillow off her head and glared at Kuro. “I’m not talking about that kind of strength, I mean our characters. We were too low level for that encounter and the game let us off with a warning, unless we want to join them, that is.”
“Join them?” Kuro asked darkly as he began to move closer to Cass, leaving Sumire behind as she flinched at his tone. “We didn’t start this to become minions. We are going to find a way to crush that fucking knife ear and his pack of whores. And you are going to learn to watch how you talk to me.”
Cass’s eyes widened and flicked down to Kuro’s crotch to see his cock had grown stiff during his approach. She sat up and raised her hands in an attempt to keep Kuro at bay but he simply reached out to grab her head in both hands and jammed his cock down her throat. Cass squealed around Kuro’s rod but he swiftly fed her the entire length of his cock, stretching her throat to its limits as he nearly reached her stomach.
“This is how you’ll learn respect from now on,” Kuro growled as he pulled back, filling the room with the wet sucking sound of his cock being dragged against the walls of Cass’s throat. When just the tip filled her mouth like an apple in a pig’s mouth, Kuro made her look up at him. He slowly fed her his dick this time, savoring the tight seal of her mouth as she was forced to feel every bumpy vein of his cock.
As Kuro face fucked Cass, Thrust couldn’t help sprouting his own erection, one that Amellor eyed hungrily.
“I’ll give you an extra special treat later if you help me over to Varjah,” Thrust said. Despite the show going on in front of him, he couldn’t stop glancing towards the still-prone form of the Drow.
Amellor nodded and braced his arm over her shoulder, slowly easing him up. Once he got moving it got easier and halfway to Varjah’s cot, he was walking under his own power. He eased himself down beside Varjah’s feet and reached out to trail his fingers along the inside of her leg, slowly making his way up her thigh. Laying there, the Drow sorceress looked just like Allura had when Lance first laid eyes on her, only this time there was nothing stopping him from doing the dark thoughts he had.
Thrust caressed Varjah’s slit and then brought his other hand up to spread her legs open. Varjah still didn’t stir and Thrust climbed onto the cot, shifting her legs open further. Thrust stroked his cock as he brought it to her folds, prodding and rubbing until he was slick enough to press forward.
“Hey princess, will you wake up if I kiss your womb with my cock?” Thrust whispered before pressing forward.
Varjah groaned softly as he filled her but her head only rolled side to side as Thrust began to pump.
“I’ve been dreaming of doing this to you since I first saw you,” Thrust moaned as her walls instinctively gripped his cock. “And I’ve got to say, you don’t disappoint.”
“Mhmm, that’s nice to hear,” Varjah mumbled back before her eyes shot open. “Lan-I mean, Thrust?! What the fuck are you doing?”
“What’s it look like?” Thrust said as he began to plunge into her faster. “You know, we could have probably avoided the ass-kicking we got if you had just offered to blow that guy back there.”
“You fucking pig!” Varjah growled. She tried to push him off her, but her injuries robbed her of her meager strength. “It’s just like another half-breed to be little more than a lecherous animal. You’re all the same!”
“Oh, that’s where I disagree,” Thrust said as he gripped her more tightly, the room filling with the sound of their clapping flesh. “I’m one-of-a-kind and I’m going to fuck the proof into you!”
Thrust lowered his head to Varjah’s breast as he began to roll his hips gently with each push forward. Varjah bit her lip to keep back a surprised moan as his teeth played across her nipple and the odd shift in his movement suddenly had jolts of pleasure sparking up and down her spine. She was suddenly very determined to show no sign of enjoying this violation, though Thrust glanced up at her tight-lipped expression and she could feel the smirk in his eyes.
Thrust’s hand came up to Varjah’s other breast and he began to caress and fondle her tit like it was a musical instrument. Varjah’s eyes widened at how good it felt and she glanced down, searching for any sign that Thrust was using magic to enthrall her into enjoying this.
“No magic, m’lady, just me,” Thrust said after quickly pulling away from her breast, his smirk just as infuriating as she imagined it would be.
“Still not very impressive,” Varjah lied, though her breathiness betrayed her.
“Aww, it’s not nice to lie, Varjah,” Thrust teased as he reached down between them and began to strum his fingers over her clit like it was a guitar string.
Varjah grimaced as her injured body tried to buck beneath Thrust, the mixture of pleasure and pain making her head spin.
“If you beg me, I can patch you up so you can really enjoy this,” Thrust murmured as he continued to tease her clit while rolling his hips.
“I. Do. Not. Beg,” Varjah growled through her teeth before a moan escaped her as Thrust pinched her clit.
“Then scream for me,” Thrust whispered viciously, dropping all pretense of tenderness as he returned to fucking her roughly. He grabbed Varjah’s hair from behind and yanked her head back, exposing her neck so he could apply a dangerous amount of pressure to her throat with his teeth from the front.
Varjah gasped and weakly cried out at this sudden change. She hated that she reflexively clung to him as he railed her. Thrust’s hand left her clit but before she could truly appreciate that, he grabbed her breast. There was none of his skillful fingerplay this time, he sank his fingers into her tit flesh artlessly and aggressively like he was trying to reach through her.
“Oh gods, it feels so good to be able to drop the act and just fuck some proper dark meat. I swear, once I’m back in proper working order, I’m going back to that holy whore house we built and I’m not coming out for a week. The things I do in there will haunt those sluts ‘til the end of their days,” Thrust growled as he finally took his teeth from Varjah’s neck.
Varjah continued to let out sputtering gasps as he slammed into her and then those cries were swallowed up as Thrust kissed her, invading her mouth with his tongue. She tried to make a stand as their tongues wrestled but Thrust displayed another dexterous advantage over her and dominated her mouth.
Thrust finally pulled back to let Varjah breathe and began to denigrate her further between gasps. “If the Boss man didn’t like fucking you so much, I’d make my claim on you and add to you to my collection, right between Cass and Amellor.”
Thrust blinked in surprise as Varjah managed to lift an arm and grip the back of his head.
“Then you’d better fuck me like the wild beast of a dirty wood-elf bastard that you are, while you have the chance!” Varjah growled with a crazed grin as she tightened her grip on his hair.
Thrust returned the grin and leaned down to tongue her lurid mouth deeply as he accepted her challenge. They lost themselves in each other, their aches and pains momentarily forgotten as the need for debauched pleasure consumed them.
Meanwhile, Kuro was still disciplining Cass with his cock. He had punished her sass spewing mouth until the light had nearly faded from her eyes. He wasn’t quite done yet and force fed her the entirety of his cock until she began to weakly struggle for air. As her throat reflexively massaged his length he let out a hearty grunt and began to fill her gut with his seed.
Her struggles became more frenzied as the seconds ticked on until a desperate spark reignited inside her and she began to beat futilely at his hips. Only then did he finally let go of her, letting her struggle to pull herself off his cock. Her arms almost weren’t long enough to get the job done but she finally managed it and collapsed. Her chest heaved for air as she coughed and dribbled cum down her lips, the occasional raspy croak escaping her.
Kuro paid her misery no mind as he wordlessly grabbed her by the waist and turned her ass towards him so he could jam his cock into her pussy. Cass’s shot throat couldn’t manage a proper scream, leaving her to utter strangled cries as the fattest cock she’d ever taken nearly split her in half.
Despite how raw her throat felt, Cass managed to look over her shoulder up at Kuro and rasp out, “What? No foreplay? Or am I such a good fuck that you’ve been left speechless?”
Kuro’s face darkened, literally, as shadows seemed to gather around him until only his glowing red eyes were the only features visible.
Dreadful Aspect activated!
“Always quick with a jab or a joke, aren’t you? Is it because you have nothing else to offer? Not a shred of womanly wiles to speak of and you certainly lack the skills to keep a man happy. You know you’re really nothing more to Thrust than a couple of holes to fuck,” Kuro said softly, though his voice had an edge to it that terrified Cass and set her struggling to push off his cock. “Don’t worry, I’ll definitely make good use of you in that regard.”
The sudden severity of Kuro’s thrusts had Cass shaking so badly that she had to clap her hands over her mouth as Kuro’s cum sloshed about dangerously in her gut. He kept one hand on her hip but the other lunged forward to grab her short hair and forced her head up. A sob escaped Cass, though whether it was from Kuro’s words or his violent manhandling of her body, she couldn’t tell.
“I grow weary of you questioning my decisions while offering nothing of substance. The next time I need to use one of you as a bargaining chip, it will be you, understood?”
Cass groaned and cried and Kuro pulled her up against his bandaged chest, whispering fiercely in her ear, “Am I understood?”
“Y-y-YES, YES DADDY!” Cass cried out, earning an unsettling chuckle from Kuro as he bounced her on his cock.
“Man, these guys are all such drama queens,” Slab said as he watched the two scenes on either side of him play out. “This soup is really good by the way, you’re definitely improving.”
Shalera’s green cheeks darkened at the compliment and she bowed her head in thanks. She sat beside him on the cot, spooning mouthfuls of soup to him with one hand while the other casually stroked his cock.
Despite his criticism of his compatriots, he couldn’t deny how scintillating their performances were and as they neared their respective finales, he felt his own climax approaching. He grabbed the bowl sitting on Shalera’s lap and downed the last of it in one go.
With the bowl now empty, he grabbed his cock with his other hand and aimed it towards the empty dish. Slab grunted as he came, spraying the bowl with a hearty splash of cum. His cock pulsed as he deposited shot after shot into the bowl until it was dangerously close to overflowing. With a sigh he worked the last few drops into the container and then held it out to Shalera.
“Here you go, eat up,” Slab said as he sat back.
Shalera ducked her head again and diligently raised the bowl to her lips.
Elsewhere about the room, the others were sighing and panting, having all climaxed at roughly the same time. Sumire struggled to help a barely standing Kuro back to his cot as Cass lay in a heap on hers, cum steadily leaking from both ends. Amellor was fretting over both Thrust and Varjah as Thrust clutched his ribs and it seemed that Varjah had reopened her wounds and needed her bandages changed. Slab shook his head as Shalera finished draining the bowl and curled up beside him.
“Sumire,” Kuro said, loud enough for the others to hear and draw most of their attention. “We need to grow stronger. Dedicate as much of our resources as can be spared to this task.”
“Of course, Master,” the witch said as she knelt beside him. “I already have some ideas as to how that can be accomplished…” A more suspicious Kuro might have suspected treachery in her tone, but he knew fully well she was under his thrall as she massaged his aching body. Their pursuit of power would have to wait until they had all recovered, both in body and spirit.

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Quests for Power

Cass looked up from her bed as someone stepped into her room. Her vision still swam a little every time she looked around so it took a moment for the figure in her doorway to settle into Kuro. He wasn’t wearing his armor, instead he was wearing what could be considered small clothes. She watched him impassively as he walked over to her bed and set down a bowl of soup.
“Are you finally feeling better?” Kuro asked as he sat at the foot of her bed. “Cause I got to tell you, after that scene in the dining hall, I’m feeling loads better. It was just what I needed.”
“Shiro?” Pidge asked, surprised by the shift in his tone and nature.
“Yeah, Pidge, I’m always here. This has been a lot of fun, thanks again for recommending we all do this,” Shiro said.
“It took you long enough to finally do something after all the sass I tossed your way, especially with the way you’ve been carrying on,” Pidge said as she elbowed Shiro playfully.
“You mean Kuro has been carrying on,” Shiro said as he ruffled her fairy form’s hair.
“I still can’t believe you’re so good at that. One moment, you’re Shiro, the damn near perfect man, and then the next, you’re Kuro, the scariest motherfucker I’ve ever met next to Zarkon,” Pidge said as she picked up the soup and began to eat.
“Here’s a little secret, I base Kuro on how I think Zarkon would act,” Shiro whispered, making Pidge choke on her soup as she began to laugh.
A moment later, Sumire appeared in the doorway, summoning them to the war room where the others had been gathered. As they walked in, the musical tones of Allura’s laugh reached their ears and they saw her and Lance standing in a corner of the room.
Allura was playfully drawing random patterns on Lance’s shirt as she batted her eyes at him.
“I have to say, Lance, I find your acting and embodying this character of yours to be very thrilling. I truly believed it when you went on about wanting to rape me,” Allura said softly, letting her lips come within a hairsbreadth of brushing against Lance’s.
“Uh, yeah, I was…totally, totally just roleplaying when I said I’d rape you,” Lance said as he struggled not to laugh nervously while the back of his shirt became drenched with sweat.
“Well, I certainly hope not,” Allura said before giggling at Lance’s shocked expression. “What? Shiro has had his way with me more than once, and why should he have all the fun?”
“Buh, wha-?” Lance tried to get out as his cheeks blushed crimson.
Allura’s smile was almost predatory as she put a finger under Lance’s chin and closed his gaping mouth.
“Lords and Ladies,” Sumire spoke up, saving Lance from any further shock. Everyone approached the table that a map of the region was laid out on and took a seat. “I have been looking into ways that you might all grow your strength, as Master Kuro commanded of me, and I believe I have found an undertaking for each of you. If you succeed in these tasks, each of you should find your powers increased greatly.”
“And we will succeed,” Kuro said, giving everyone at the table a hard stare.
“Cool,” Thrust said as he reclined in his seat with his hands behind his head. “So who’s task are we tackling first?”
“We’ll be splitting up and handling these challenges individually,” Kuro said, drawing looks of surprise from the others. “They are meant to make us stronger, if we cannot do these on our own then we do not deserve the strength. Also, it will mean that we will be able to take on that drow bastard and his whores that much quicker.”
“So what are each of us going to be doing then?” Slab asked.
Sumira produced a scroll for each of them and passed them out.
“My Master will face off against an unbound Succubus summoned from the Pits of Hell. If he can vanquish her with nothing more than his own power then he shall add her powers to his own.”
“I look forward to this trial,” Kuro said with a smirk to Cass and Varjah.
“Lady Varjah must confer with the King of Shadows and receive his blessing, and similarly, Lady Cass must meet with the Autumn Courts and make a request of either her patron or some other greater Fey,” Sumira continued.
“Oh yay,” Cass said sarcastically, “an ass kissing mission.”
“Try to think of it as a chance to improve your…diplomatic skills.” Varjah said supportively.
“Lord Thrust will seek out the Mermaid Queen. It is said her voice can captivate any living being. She will be able to help you take your abilities to even greater heights.”
Thrust sighed in disappointment, “Mermaids? Do they at least have enough of their lady parts to make this interesting?”
“Oh man, what do I do? Arm wrestle giants? Punch ogres? Rip trolls in half like spell books?” Slab asked excitedly.
“Your strength cannot be increased any further, Lord Slab,” Sumire said. “You must seek out a blacksmith to forge yourself a weapon worthy of your terrifying power.”
“Aww man,” Slab moaned, slumping in his chair dejectedly.
“What have I been telling you about that basic bitch axe of yours?” Thrust teased until Slab gripped the arm of his chair so hard that it fractured in his grip.
“Lords and Ladies, your gear has been prepared so that you may each set out at once, if you wish to do so, merely open your scrolls and they shall take you where you need to go,” Sumira added with a deep bow to all of them.
“You have your tasks, everyone,” Kuro said as he stood. “Take care of what you must and then set out as quickly as possible.”
Each of the party members gathered their things, said their goodbyes, refreshed their obedience spells on their slaves, and gave Cass and Varjah a customary smack on the ass for good luck. As they each opened their scrolls they each gave one last look, eager to see what new power awaited them all before walking into the portals to parts unknown.

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Notes
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Cast:
Lotor as Dravec
Acxa as Jezel
Ezor as Roze
Zethrid as DethGryp
Narti as Ithril
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