| The Bear and the Tatrix
by meira {MTB} The battle was long and bloody but the Bear proved too much His fierce determination and relentless march forward won him the war He entered the city victorious with but one last battle to fight But this battle he must fight alone for it was against the Tatrix There in the center of the city was her castle, dark, forbidden The Bear knew that he had yet to win the one prize he must have Squaring his shoulders with his sword drawn blood dripping from it He roared shaking the very foundation of the city The Bear seemed to have grown larger before their eyes But the castle guards held their ground determined to protect the Tatrix With powerful strides, the Bear raced toward them growling The Bear swung his sword and decapitated the first guard The rolling head came to rest at the feet of the second guard His face turned to pure hate as he turned to look upon the Bear They faced off, each never taking their eyes from the other An evil grin appeared on the guards face as he lifted his sword to swing The Bear knew that in anger, the guard would leave himself wide open He went in for the kill and plunged his sword into the guard The guard looked down at the sword sticking out of his belly Than he dropped to the ground dead with a look of disbelief on his face Breathing heavily, the Bear ran for the castle door He threw open the door and found in the corner a cowering kajira "Where is the Tatrix" he yelled The kajira pointed up the stairs in front of him Taking the steps 2 at a time, he made short time to the tower room He threw his body against the door splintering it There before him was the Tatrix, standing proud, unwavering Her sword in hand....she had been waiting for him She was a vision of beauty, tall, stately, untamed Her long red hair of flames running down her back Gold silks clinging to her body hiding delights he hungered to taste Her green eyes flashing, daring him to test his steel against her's With a smile of amusement, he walked toward her, sword ready A deafening clang was heard as their swords clashed The power of the Bear's swing pushed the Tatrix backward She met each swing with her sword but it proved futile The Tatrix came to a stop, her back against the wall With one last swing the Bear sent her sword flying from her hand Her look of defiance turned to a look of fear as she dropped to her knees "Please, do not kill me!" The Bear threw back his head and laughted "Beg for my kolar or die wench!" She looked up at him, her eyes flashing with contempt He placed the tip of his sword to her throat He wanted her more than ever as he looked down upon her With a slight pressure the point of his sword drew blood He watched the blood run down between her heaving breasts He could feel a tightening in his buckskins "This one begs for your kolar Master TB." She whispered as tears began to run down her face "You will obey my every command without question." "Ai, Master." He dropped his sword and took her savagely There was not an inch of her that he did not brand his own She matched his fire with her own Tis said they rocked the foundation of Hades that day Thus was the fall of the Tatrix and the begining of the Bear......... written by meira{MTB} |
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| The Battle of Harfax
By:natasha{MTB} As girl looked out of window now taken by Ubar TB The smell of battle and blood and dying premeated her nostrils the screaming of taken prisoners the tiredness of warriors who had helped Ubar TB to take and win Harfax,down in Harfaxs courtyard as girl looked below was her Master Ubar TB seeing to his tired warriors and checking Harfax out getting familiar with his lands and his city looking down a soft smile plays upon girls lips as tired as he now is he sees to the wants and needs of his warriors hes wounded girl looks at the sky filled with tarns and birds coming low over the battle scene taking their fill of all the dead girl almost heres the clashing of swords and axes blood filled sending shivers up girls spine and looking around she takes notice of harfax itself The different towers of stone within taverns now filling up with tired warriors there slaves coming fast to serve their needs kijiras many small houses now empty of people that fled looking down sidestreets what appeared to be shops and a market place still stand a slave ring with cages left behind upon the towers are places for the guards to see whose coming looking outside from where girl is she sees the land that now is Masters a river flows quitly by at the back stands mountains capped with snow Farmhouses fruit trees like the lama tree grow not destroyed by war ,Bosks graze ilenty around as if no war had taken place but jumpy they were the sky seemed to be blood red and hot like blood girl thought the smell of war will always be with her the smell of death lying all around her the cries of dying people and girl realises this is Gor not plesant cruel but only the Strong warrior survives if he weakens he will die and another will do battle for his lands and slaves this brings the reality of Gor home to girl for the smell of death awkens you to the fact Gor is for men and Ubar Tb will prove to be unbeatable he will not weaken Harfax is his homestone let no one enter that comes to try and take it Enter at his own risk : The end |
