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[quote="STORYTELLER"]She was alone. The Head of Thousand Year Town had ordered her to the far reaches of the dungeon that lay hidden underneath the decaying, fetid Graveyard in the Southwest. Her journey there had been wrought with difficulties, dangers, wild animals and the undead minions of a darker world. Finally she had come to the entrance of the underworld, but that was only the beginning …. The old stout wooden door leading inwards creaked as she pulled it open. Darkness met her bringing with it the stale smell of imposing death. She hesitated and checked herself before stepping fully inside. Her helm was a snug fit and was imbued with the touch of a town master craftsman, enabling her to more accurately mark her target. In similar fashion, her titanium breastplate and pads were both touched with a remarkable rune of evasion. These additions could only be adorned by the finest craftsmen of the town and were of significant benefit when in combat. She glanced down at her feet. Light, unblemished titanium boots leapt from the floor to her knees. Agility within any fight was essential and she preferred the dexterity these offered over everything else. She lifted her hands to her face in the gloom. On her fingers were two rings she had claimed rite over after her victories against the trolls. These hideous creatures were clumsy in fights and she had been quick to despatch them. Accepting the rings as trophies from their pitiful carcasses, they would now serve to embellish her own strength. It wasn’t just the trolls that she had thwarted in battle, she had also conquered the Orc Tribes of Mercenary woodlands. Her rich prizes from these campaigns had given her both a necklace and a pendant. She ran her hands over both and felt the extra strength they offered pulsate through her lean, supple body. She was ready. As she stepped through the entrance, the heavy oak door slammed shut with a deafening roar. She jumped and instinctively grasped her bow, ready for approaching trouble. The aged torches burned low on the walls and the passageway illuminated only despair. Her breath pooled in front of her face creating a mist of fear. She stepped forward knowing her mission lay within the rank tomb she was now within. A dull and distant hiss came from beyond the first corner. She shortened her step, quieted her breathing and pulled back the double lace of her stinger bow. She dared a glance around the corner and … (Any Interest in Part 2?)[/quote]

[quote="STORYTELLER"]… she saw the back end of a giant arachnid as it vanished around a corner, heading away and further into the dungeon. Lying on the ground, in a small chamber, she could see a female. She was naked apart from a pair of green panties and a small barb that was sticking into the top of her left thigh. Her eyes were glazed and her head listed from side to side barely conscious. She dropped her bow and ran to help. The barb, she knew, was a poison attack from the giant arachnid that had made its escape only a moment before she rounded the corner and entered the small chamber. She ran her hands up the girl’s legs checking for any other incursions then grabbed the barb and yanked it out. As she tried to examine girl’s body, she found her armoured top hindered her. She ripped it off in frustration and carefully ran her hands up over the girl’s belly, feeling gently for more barbs. She moved further upwards and onto her breasts, gently squeezing for any further sign of attack. She continued beyond and onto her neck and then she straightened the girl’s face and peered into her eyes. Without her armour, her breasts hung freely inside her laced undergarment and caused her to lose herself for a moment as they brushed against those below. Her nipples hardened. The girl tried to speak, struggling at first. It was her name she was uttering, “Jane” she said in a broken voice. “Shhh” she said, “you have been poisoned, I have an antidote here”. She lifted her own body away from Jane and reached down to her own belt to locate a small purple vial. Then she lowered herself back down over the naked girl. Before she could bring around the vial, she felt another tingle as her own thinly clothed breasts touched and moved over the girls again. “Not now” she whispered to herself and she deftly swung around the vial, flipped of the cap and poured the elixir into the mouth of the helpless female. (Just checking to see if anyone is actually reading these with alternate content)[/quote]