Amazon Initiation
Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2018 9:47 pm
Carina of House Ricci couldn't believe this as she was lead through a massive camp by two armored women, wielding spears and shields. The kingdom of was in chaos, her people scattered to the winds and she herself captured. The Gods had played a cruel fate indeed for them all. The princess turned captive could only shake her head in disgust and shame. Telmar, the homeland she loved, was tearing itself apart while suffering an invasion from the south by the fierce and ruthless Amazon army.
If only her father, King Zaris had not died so soon in bed, he would've prevented all of this.
Instead, Carina had to watch ambitious fools like her siblings fight amongest themselves for the throne, leaving their nation open for outsiders to take advantage of. Carina cursed them all sliently when she was escorted into a blue tent. She was twenty-two years of age, standing at five feet and six inches tall and wearing a ruined purple cloak. Her skin was tannish like most of the Telmarian people, with blue eyes and short blond hair. The torn cloak she wore only slightly hide her healthy and attractive figure when brought inside.
There in the center, Carina spotted the Amazon warlord, Diara herself. She was a dark-skinned elven woman with sliver short cropped hair, wearing brown leather armor, sited upon an wooden, surrounded by dozens of officers and bodyguards in similar grab. With a grunt, Carina was forced to her knees by the soldiers, in front of Diara who looked on with curiosity before saying.
"So you're the little Telmarian princess I heard much abou. I been looking forward to this meeting."
"The feeling is not mutual, invader. Leave our lands now, so you won't suffer for this trespass."Carina fired back, staring at the warlord in great defiance. She stood up, in further rebellion, causing the guards to knock her back down from behind. Clenching teeth, Carina forced herself to the feet level again, surprising most in the tent. Warlord Diara laughed, clearly amused with the captive's insolence and stopped the guards from striking her again with a raised hand.
"My, my this girl shows more courage than her own countrymen have done in battle so far. What do you think of this one, my dear?"
Said the warlord, turning toward one of her warriors at her right hand.
If only her father, King Zaris had not died so soon in bed, he would've prevented all of this.
Instead, Carina had to watch ambitious fools like her siblings fight amongest themselves for the throne, leaving their nation open for outsiders to take advantage of. Carina cursed them all sliently when she was escorted into a blue tent. She was twenty-two years of age, standing at five feet and six inches tall and wearing a ruined purple cloak. Her skin was tannish like most of the Telmarian people, with blue eyes and short blond hair. The torn cloak she wore only slightly hide her healthy and attractive figure when brought inside.
There in the center, Carina spotted the Amazon warlord, Diara herself. She was a dark-skinned elven woman with sliver short cropped hair, wearing brown leather armor, sited upon an wooden, surrounded by dozens of officers and bodyguards in similar grab. With a grunt, Carina was forced to her knees by the soldiers, in front of Diara who looked on with curiosity before saying.
"So you're the little Telmarian princess I heard much abou. I been looking forward to this meeting."
"The feeling is not mutual, invader. Leave our lands now, so you won't suffer for this trespass."Carina fired back, staring at the warlord in great defiance. She stood up, in further rebellion, causing the guards to knock her back down from behind. Clenching teeth, Carina forced herself to the feet level again, surprising most in the tent. Warlord Diara laughed, clearly amused with the captive's insolence and stopped the guards from striking her again with a raised hand.
"My, my this girl shows more courage than her own countrymen have done in battle so far. What do you think of this one, my dear?"
Said the warlord, turning toward one of her warriors at her right hand.