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WAS: Walk by Bram without fear

Rev — Mon, 17 Jan 2011 18:07:16 GMT

Rev:

You walk proudly and fearlessly past your younger brother toward your private chambers. Showing Bram that he is an insignificant gnat makes your heart pump with victory. With a shake of you fist and a crack of the neck, you relax out of your combat instincts but that was your last mistake. Never thinking Bram was rash enough to use his sword might have been blocked by your sinful pride.

A quick jab to your back and you look down to see the sword protruding from your chest right under neath your ribcage. The blade drips blood and your body powerless. Finally you drop to the floor looking at your killer. Bram stands there with a flush of his hatred gone, worry overtakes him and he bolts for an escape. You close your eyes thinking you'll see him in the next life.

'''The End.'''

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Walk by Bram without fear

Rev — Mon, 17 Jan 2011 18:06:41 GMT

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Take the advice and travel uphill to the boulder fields.

Rev — Sun, 16 Jan 2011 22:24:23 GMT

Rev:

You decide to trust the woman and take the harder of the trails, hopefully it is the safest as she stated. After an hour of strenuous hiking up rough winding rocky trails, you reach to the top. There in front of you is a grassy field dotted with large boulders as if they were dropped from the sky. The sun begins to fall so you traverse the field quickly in hopes to get down by nightfall or find shelter.

In due time you do find a small rocky cave that has been a stop for numerous travelers. A dead campfire lays in the center while two large boulders give a good wall to the north and east. To you surprise a small bucket has been left here to collect rain water and a pile of sticks ready to be used for a small fire. It would appear the hunters were helpful indeed, so you go about making a small fire to cook the fresh rabbit given to you by the hunters.

Come nightfall you are feasting on rabbit and lose your train of thought to the flickering of the flames. The dreaming caught you unaware of the coming ambush. From around the boulders four men come running to you and before you have time to stand with your sword drawn, a large hemp net entraps you. Struggling you scream in defiance, but a familiar voice interrupts your rage.

"Well, well. The barbarian accepted our advice and has fallen for a trap. Oh no, what shall he do?" jests the huntress as she stands from the camp's boulders.

Do you:
*[[WAS: Start cutting the net to free yourself]]
*[[WAS: Try to tackle the four men with the net on top of you]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

Take the advice and travel uphill to the boulder fields.

Rev — Sun, 16 Jan 2011 06:44:29 GMT

Rev: Created page with 'You decide to trust the woman and take the harder of the trails, hopefully it is the safest as she stated. After an hour of strenuous hiking up rough winding rocky trails, you re…'

You decide to trust the woman and take the harder of the trails, hopefully it is the safest as she stated. After an hour of strenuous hiking up rough winding rocky trails, you reach to the top. There in front of you is a grassy field dotted with large boulders as if they were dropped from the sky. The sun begins to fall so you traverse the field quickly in hopes to get down by nightfall or find shelter.

In due time you do find a small rocky cave that has been a stop for numerous travelers. A dead campfire lays in the center while two large boulders give a good wall to the north and east. To you surprise a small bucket has been left here to collect rain water and a pile of sticks ready to be used for a small fire. It would appear the hunters were helpful indeed, so you go about making a small fire to cook the fresh rabbit given to you by the hunters.

Come nightfall you are feasting on rabbit and lose your train of thought to the flickering of the flames. The dreaming caught you unaware of the coming ambush. From around the boulders four men come running to you and before you have time to stand with your sword drawn, a large hemp net entraps you. Struggling you scream in defiance, but a familiar voice interrupts your rage.

"Well, well. The barbarian accepted our advice and has fallen for a trap. Oh no, what shall he do?" jests the huntress as she stands from the camp's boulders.

Do you:
*[[Start cutting the net to free yourself]]
*[[Try to tackle the four men with the net on top of you]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Decline the offer and continue traveling alone.

Rev — Sun, 16 Jan 2011 06:32:32 GMT

Rev:

"I am sorry, but I have lots of distance to cover and so little time," you reply.

The woman seems quite disappointed in your response. By now the two men have lifted the girl up on a long pole so the two of them can carry the slave on their shoulders like a freshly killed fawn.

"Very well. Good luck to you, but let me reward you with some advice: Beware the foothill trail, take the higher road. There are beasts lurking about in the plains, so its best to keep to the boulder fields," she adds and waves her men back to the trail with their prey.

You carefully watch them leave and once you are certain you finally turn around back to the south. In a moment you discover the fork she spoke of. The lower trail would be the easiest as it goes down hill and surrounded by long golden grass. The higher trail winds itself up some rocky bluffs and would take the longest.

Do you:
*[[Ignore the woman's advice and take the lower trail]]
*[[Take the advice and travel uphill to the boulder fields.]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Decline the offer and continue traveling alone.

Rev — Sun, 16 Jan 2011 06:31:21 GMT

Rev: Created page with '"I am sorry, but I have lots of distance to cover and so little time," you reply. The woman seems quite disappointed in your offer. By now the two men have lifted the girl up on…'

"I am sorry, but I have lots of distance to cover and so little time," you reply.

The woman seems quite disappointed in your offer. By now the two men have lifted the girl up on a long pole so the two of them can carry the slave on their shoulders like a freshly killed fawn.

"Very well. Good luck to you, but let me reward you with some advice: Beware the foothill trail, take the higher road. There are beasts lurking about in the plains, so its best to keep to the boulder fields," she adds and waves her men back to the trail with their prey.

You carefully watch them leave and once you are certain you finally turn around back to the south. In a moment you discover the fork she spoke of. The lower trail would be the easiest as it goes down hill and surrounded by long golden grass. The higher trail winds itself up some rocky bluffs and would take the longest.

Do you:
*[[Ignore the woman's advice and take the lower trail]]
*[[Take the advice and travel uphill to the boulder fields.]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Sit still and wait for them to finish discussing

Rev — Sun, 16 Jan 2011 06:23:36 GMT

Rev: Created page with 'Finally the three turn back to you as it seems their argument has ended. The female pulls of her rough hood revealing a hair of dark braids dotted with white pearls. "I am Abeg…'

Finally the three turn back to you as it seems their argument has ended.

The female pulls of her rough hood revealing a hair of dark braids dotted with white pearls.

"I am Abegail," she says and points to the others, "the bearded one is Conrad and the short one is Matteo. We've been searching for this one for a fortnight, so we thank you for holding her for us."

She smiles as the two men grab the passed out and bound slave girl.

"Is there a reward for me deed?" you ask with a replying smirk.

"Of course. You look as if you've traveled some distance, why not dine with us and we would be happy enough to offer you a bed."

The woman seems hospital with her offer, but your instincts tell you not to trust them.

Do you:
*[[WAS: Join them but watch your back.]]
*[[WAS: Decline the offer and continue traveling alone.]]

[[Category:War and Sex|G]]

WAS: Secure her straps and wait for her hunters to arrive

Rev — Sun, 16 Jan 2011 06:14:45 GMT

Rev:

As you begin to secure her straps the tied girl realizes that it’s over and simply collapses in exhaustion. On further inspection you notice that her skin is littered with bruises and welt marks with sweat drenching her. Someone has not been kind to this slave. If she is a warrior as her face paint indicates then you guess that she must have put up a hell of a fight and then been punished for it.

You sit down on a nearby stump and wait for the hunters to arrive. Three of them emerge from the bushes, two men armed with axes and a female with a crossbow. They are all baffled at seeing the slave tied down securely in the middle of nowhere. You call out to them.

“Looking for this?”

Trying to save face the female hunter points her crossbow at you while the other two raise their axes. Calmly you address them.

“Is that they way to treat a friend. Didn’t I secure that gorgeous slave for you? If I didn’t you’d still be chasing her until nightfall.”

With your calm demeanor you try to win their thrust. It’s the only way to stay alive when having a crossbow pointed at you. Your charms do manage to win over one of the hunters through; while the two men grip their axes harder in anticipation for a fight the woman lowers her crossbow. The woman speaks.

“And we are grateful for it my friend” She has the same calm, charming demeanor that you do. After her words comes a polite little bow. The two men however do not agree. The three of them huddles up between one another and seems to be disguising something. The men seem angry and want to fight but the woman keeps calm and discuses at a much quieter tone than the other. Since their attention isn’t drawn at you this might be a good opportunity to slip by unnoticed In case things turn bad.

*[[WAS: Sit still and wait for them to finish discussing]]

*[[WAS: Quietly slip away while they are arguing among themselves]]
[[Category: War and Sex |S]]

Order them to finish dressing you.

Rev — Sun, 16 Jan 2011 05:46:40 GMT

Rev:

The slaves finish their oils and don you in your finest wolf skin robe, then hilted at your side an ornamental sword given to you by your father for the deeds at Rivera. Finally you step out of your chambers and leave your slaves wanting more of you. Let everyone love, fear, and want me you think as your stroll through the stone hallways of the Seven Mountains toward the throne room.

Your nation is a marvel of architecture. As the name implies it contains seven mountains. Each of those mountains your people have built into a giant city with many tunnels and halls for its citizens. None of the mountains are really that tall so fortunately none of them contains year-round snow. You head to your father's throne room which is located at the top of the mountain. The throne room is basically a giant balcony that has been hacked out of the mountain. This gives the throne room a majestic view of the lands below the mountain. Arriving at the throne room you see your father and several generals looking over a giant map spread out on a table. It appears you will be going to war after all. In your nation and the entire world for that matter polygamy is the dominant form of marriage. Your father has seven wives, that means of course that you have many brother and sisters to compete with for the throne. There is also a big age difference between the two of you. While your father is nearly seventy you are only seventeen with your mother being thirty-six. That however is also common in this world.

You embrace your father. Having so many siblings you often don’t get to be alone with him, he must have called you here for a good reason.

“Sit down my son.” Your father gestures to a nearby chair which you make yourself comfortable in.

“Faust my son, I always saw you as my most successful offspring.” You grin with joy, your father never reveals his feelings to you and your siblings. If only your brothers were here to hear this. Then your father continues. “You will succeed me one day and you have it within yourself to one day become a powerful king. But now I need you for something else.”

“Anything my dear father.” The old man just made you his heir. This is the best day of your life.

“I have decided to enter an alliance with Ugarit, soon we will be at war with Hystardium.”

“Excellent decision father!” You reply.

“Yes, yet we still need to make it official. An Ugarit princess while be arriving to take care of the diplomacy. I want you to escort her through our lands. Meet her where our borders meet. You will leave tomorrow. That is all.”

You leave the throne room in a euphoric state. All you can think of is being king, thoughts about the mission are far from your mind as the sun begins to set.

*[[WAS: Return to the hallway to look at the paintings]]

*[[WAS: Go to your private chambers to get some sleep]]
[[Category:War and Sex|G]]

Order them to finish dressing you.

Rev — Sun, 16 Jan 2011 05:46:12 GMT

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WAS: Take the initiative and punch him in the face before he draws his sword.

Rev — Sun, 16 Jan 2011 05:40:45 GMT

Rev:

Your hatred for this whelp overcomes you as your fist connects with his face. A loud crack of his nose breaking is followed by a splatter of blood. The boy shifts backwards and finds the wall to stop his fall, but you do not relent. This time you jab his left kidney and give him a good elbow to the back of his neck. With the third blow, Bram falls to the ground in a pool of his own blood.

"No one tells me what to do, especially a kid," you spit.

Do you:
*[[WAS: Take Bram's sword]]
*[[WAS: Walk by Bram without fear]]

[[Category:War and Sex]]

WAS: Take the initiative and punch him in the face before he draws his sword.

Rev — Fri, 14 Jan 2011 22:00:13 GMT

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WAS: Ignore the feelings and continue to your father's summons.

Rev — Fri, 14 Jan 2011 21:55:52 GMT

Rev: Created page with 'With your feelings pushed far back as you can put them, you attempt to hide your homicide. Your concubines quickly wash you off and find your wolf skin robes to be worn. You stro…'

With your feelings pushed far back as you can put them, you attempt to hide your homicide. Your concubines quickly wash you off and find your wolf skin robes to be worn. You stroll through the fresh battlefield that has now been scrubbed and washed by Lyna. Continuing like a true warrior, you make your way to the throne room.

Your nation is a marvel of architecture. As the name implies it contains seven mountains. Each of those mountains your people have built into a giant city with many tunnels and halls for its citizens. None of the mountains are really that tall so fortunately none of them contains year-round snow. You head to your father's throne room which is located at the top of the mountain. The throne room is basically a giant balcony that has been hacked out of the mountain. This gives the throne room a majestic view of the lands below the mountain. Arriving at the throne room you see your father and several generals looking over a giant map spread out on a table. It appears you will be going to war after all. In your nation and the entire world for that matter polygamy is the dominant form of marriage. Your father has seven wives, that means of course that you have many brother and sisters to compete with for the throne. There is also a big age difference between the two of you. While your father is nearly seventy you are only seventeen with your mother being thirty-six. That however is also common in this world.

You embrace your father. Having so many siblings you often don’t get to be alone with him, he must have called you here for a good reason.

“Sit down my son.” Your father gestures to a nearby chair which you make yourself comfortable in.

“Faust my son, I always saw you as my most successful offspring.”
You grin with joy, your father never reveals his feelings to you and your siblings. If only your brothers were here to hear this, especially Bram. Then your father continues.
“You will succeed me one day and you have it within yourself to one day become a powerful king. But now I need you for something else.”

“Anything my dear father.” The old man just made you his heir. This is the best day of your life.

“I have decided to enter an alliance with Ugarit, soon we will be at war with Hystardium.”

“Excellent decision father!” You reply.

“Yes, yet we still need to make it official. An Ugarit princess while be arriving to take care of the diplomacy. I want you to escort her through our lands. Meet her where our borders meet. You will leave tomorrow. That is all.”

You leave the throne room in a euphoric state. All you can think of is being king, thoughts about the mission are far from your mind as the sun begins to set.

*[[WAS: Return to the hallway to look at the paintings]]

*[[WAS: Go to your private chambers to get some sleep]]
[[Category:War and Sex|G]]

WAS: Go to your private chambers

Rev — Fri, 14 Jan 2011 21:49:21 GMT

Rev:

Let the old man wait, you need to look your best if you are to impress not only your father but the council and make your siblings jealous.

You walk down the cold stone hallway to your chamber but a quick and dark figure emerges forcing you to stop. There you finally see your obstacle, Bram, a brother of two years your lesser. He is much like yourself, but his over zealousness has blinded him on numerous times.

"Brother, what brings you to this wing?" you ask as you size him up.

"You were summoned by the King, your own father! Turn back now!" he shouts as a small spittle of saliva sails onto your chest.

He is quite a large boy for being only fifteen, but his strength does not compare to yours. The only problem is that he has a sword and you do not.

Do you:
*[[WAS: Say, "I seek to look my best before I speak with MY father."]]
*[[WAS: Say, "My actions are none of your affairs. Now out of my way... brother."]]
*[[WAS: Take the initiative and punch him in the face before he draws his sword.]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

Talk:War and Sex

Rev — Fri, 14 Jan 2011 00:34:24 GMT

Rev:

I'd like to say War and Sex is a great "Adventure" and I have created an account just so I can help continue telling this great Conan-escapade.

Cool Rev that you´ve chosen to work on this story, good start! I´ve havent worked on this in a while, althrough I thought about continuing writing, or rewritting some parts of it for some time now. However my computer spontaneously died on me so now I can´t write anything :) [[User:Fletcher Peninsula|Fletcher Peninsula]]

Im really impressed by the world setting and Im a sucker for Robert E. Howard stories. I hope to fill in some of the dead links in the beginning. But I hope you and some others will add more as well. Thanks. -[[User:Rev|Rev]]

WAS: Dispose of the body by heaving it off your balcony

Rev — Fri, 14 Jan 2011 00:19:27 GMT

Rev:

You gather your strength before lifting the dead body over your wounded arm. The pain of the dead weight burns but you ignore it since you need to clean yourself of the crime your murder. Walking by the stunned slave girls, you force yourself to the balcony where you push the body down the cliff.

Bram's lifeless body floats for a few seconds as if the fates curse you with the sight of your crime. The decapitated head follows as well as the bloody sword. It will take less then an hour for someone to find it, and even then they may just ignore it.

"Lyna fetch water and lye then clean the hallway," you command, "Helena, I will need to be washed and quickly."

The women stall for a minute as if still shocked to the violence at their very footsteps. Before you have to remind them, they disappear. You brace yourself against the balcony. The wind blows through your hair and whips at your wound. What seems like an eternity of staring down the mountainside, Helena comes with a pail and towels.

She quietly washes off the blood with cold water. Then cleans your wounds before applying the wrappings around your bicep. The eerie silence is finally ended by Helena's question.

"What are you to do my prince?"

Do you:
*[[WAS: Flee the Seven Mountains in fear for your father's reprisal]]
*[[WAS: Ignore the feelings and continue to your father's summons.]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Dispose of the body by heaving it off your balcony

Rev — Fri, 14 Jan 2011 00:14:44 GMT

Rev:

You gather your strength before lifting the dead body over your wounded arm. The pain of the dead weight burns but you ignore it since you need to clean yourself of the crime your murder. Walking by the stunned slave girls, you force yourself to the balcony where you push the body down the cliff.

Bram's lifeless body floats for a few seconds as if the fates curse you with the sight of your crime. The decapitated head follows as well as the bloody sword. It will take less then an hour for someone to find it, and even then they may just ignore it.

"Lyna fetch water and lye," you command, "Helena, I will need to be cleaned and quickly."

The women stall for a minute as if still shocked to the violence at their very footsteps. Before you have to remind them, they disappear. You brace yourself against the balcony. The wind blows through your hair and whips at your wound. What seems like...

Do you:
*[[WAS: Flee the Seven Mountains in fear for your father's reprisal]]
*[[WAS: Ignore the feelings and continue to your father's summons.]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Dispose of the body by heaving it off your balcony

Rev — Fri, 14 Jan 2011 00:14:30 GMT

Rev: Created page with 'You gather your strength before lifting the dead body over your wounded arm. The pain of the dead weight burns but you ignore it since you need to clean yourself of the crime you…'

You gather your strength before lifting the dead body over your wounded arm. The pain of the dead weight burns but you ignore it since you need to clean yourself of the crime your murder. Walking by the stunned slave girls, you force yourself to the balcony where you push the body down the cliff.

Bram's lifeless body floats for a few seconds as if the fates curse you with the sight of your crime. The decapitated head follows as well as the bloody sword. It will take less then an hour for someone to find it, and even then they may just ignore it.

"Lyna fetch water and lye," you command, "Helena, I will need to be cleaned and quickly."

The women stall for a minute as if still shocked to the violence at their very footsteps. Before you have to remind them, they disappear. You brace yourself against the balcony. The wind blows through your hair and whips at your wound. What seems like...

Do you:
*[[Flee the Seven Mountains in fear for your father's reprisal]]
*[[Ignore the feelings and continue to your father's summons.]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Finish him off

Rev — Fri, 14 Jan 2011 00:05:03 GMT

Rev: Created page with 'You've had enough of this upstart of a brother. You can see broken teeth lying his ever growing pool of blood at his knees. He looks up at you as in shock of his defeat. The star…'

You've had enough of this upstart of a brother. You can see broken teeth lying his ever growing pool of blood at his knees. He looks up at you as in shock of his defeat. The stark whites of his eyes contrast his crimson stained face, but this is a cruel and brutal world you remind yourself.

The sword flashes in front of you and the deed is done. As Bram's head rolls into your private chamber, your peace is interrupted by the screams of your slave girls.

Do you:
*[[WAS: Dispose of the body by heaving it off your balcony]]
*[[WAS: Leave it there for all to see]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Knock the sword out of his hands

Rev — Fri, 14 Jan 2011 00:00:09 GMT

Rev:

Bram reaches for his bleeding head as to stop the world from spinning, so you take the chance. With a quick and solid kick you knock the sword to the ground. You both fall to the stonework vying for the loose weapon. In the end you wrestle the sword away and give a good pommel strike to your opponent's face as you stand.

Bram kneels there still holding his gashed head and blood drops from his lips. He is defenseless in front of you.

Do you:
*[[WAS: Finish him off]]
*[[WAS: Say, "As you see I am your superior. Now leave me before I show you your maker."]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Knock the sword out of his hands

Rev — Thu, 13 Jan 2011 23:59:57 GMT

Rev: Created page with 'Bram reaches for his bleeding head as to stop the world from spinning, so you take the chance. With a quick and solid kick you knock the sword to the ground. You both fall to the…'

Bram reaches for his bleeding head as to stop the world from spinning, so you take the chance. With a quick and solid kick you knock the sword to the ground. You both fall to the stonework vying for the loose weapon. In the end you wrestle the sword away and give a good pommel strike to your opponent's face as you stand.

Bram kneels there still holding his gashed head and blood drops from his lips. He is defenseless in front of you.

Do you:
*[[WAS: Finish him off]]
*[[Say, "As you see I am your superior. Now leave me before I show you your maker."]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Tackle him to the floor

Rev — Thu, 13 Jan 2011 21:56:01 GMT

Rev:

You leap onto your stunned brother, but he is strong enough to resist the tackle to the floor. With you on top of him, he stumbles back into your own chamber. Helena and Lyna scream in panic as they witness the struggle in their sanctum protected from this kind of violence.

You kick at the teen's back knee trying to take him to the ground, but he twists away and slices your back with his sword.

You both grunt and scream in your struggle, but Bram's foot lands on one of your silk pillows and you both spill downward. Expecting to land on the ground you prepare for another attack, but you realize you haven't hit yet. Instead you both have fallen outside over your balcony to your deaths.

Later your father finds he has lost two sons to a petty squabble.

'''The End.'''

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Tackle him to the floor

Rev — Thu, 13 Jan 2011 21:55:28 GMT

Rev:

WAS: Tackle him to the floor

Rev — Thu, 13 Jan 2011 21:55:10 GMT

Rev: Created page with 'You leap onto your stunned brother, but he is strong enough to resist the tackle to the floor. With you on top of him, he stumbles back into your own chamber. Helena and Lyna scr…'

WAS: Lash out with your good arm

Rev — Thu, 13 Jan 2011 21:49:02 GMT

Rev: Created page with 'As your brother laughs again at the pain he has caused, you use the opportunity to make one last effort for victory. With a quick step with your right foot to close the gap, you …'

As your brother laughs again at the pain he has caused, you use the opportunity to make one last effort for victory. With a quick step with your right foot to close the gap, you follow in with a jab to Bram's jaw.

The teenager's head flies into the stone wall with a horrible bounce off it is certain he is seeing stars.

Do you:
*[[WAS: Knock the sword out of his hands]]
*[[WAS: Tackle him to the floor]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Wait for his next attack to make a counter.

Rev — Thu, 13 Jan 2011 21:45:32 GMT

Rev:

"You are quick, I will give you that," you spout hoping to force Bram to make a mistake.

"ARGH!" screams Bram and makes a stab to your belly.

You slide to the left to let the sword pass you, but your brother is too quick as the attack was only a feint! You hit the stone wall and look down clenching your fresh wound across your arm.

With first blood your brother laughs, "Everyone underestimates me, I will not be trifled with!"

The blood drips off your elbow as you test your arm strength. The slash cut across your underarm and the pain forces you to huddle the arm into your body. With only one good arm, you have little choice.

Do you:
*[[WAS: Surrender to Bram]]
*[[WAS: Lash out with your good arm]]
*[[WAS: Run!]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Wait for his next attack to make a counter.

Rev — Thu, 13 Jan 2011 21:44:11 GMT

Rev:

"You are quick, I will give you that," you spout hoping to force Bram to make a mistake.

"ARGH!" screams Bram and makes a stab to your belly.

You slide to the left to let the sword pass you, but your brother is too quick as the attack was only a feint! You hit the stone wall and look down clenching your fresh wound across your arm.

With first blood your brother laughs, "Everyone underestimates me, I will not be trifled with!"

The blood drips off your elbow as you test your arm strength. The slash cut across your underarm and the pain forces you to huddle the arm into your body. With only one good arm, you have little choice.

Do you:
*[[Surrender to Bram]]
*[[Lash out with your good arm]]
*[[Run!]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Wait for his next attack to make a counter.

Rev — Thu, 13 Jan 2011 21:43:31 GMT

Rev: Created page with '"You are quick, I will give you that," you spout hoping to force Bram to make a mistake. "ARGH!" screams Bram and makes a stab to your belly. You slide to the left to let the s…'

"You are quick, I will give you that," you spout hoping to force Bram to make a mistake.

"ARGH!" screams Bram and makes a stab to your belly.

You slide to the left to let the sword pass you, but your brother is too quick as the attack was only a feint! You hit the stone wall and look down clenching your fresh wound across your arm.

With first blood your brother laughs, "Everyone underestimates me, I will not be trifled with!"

The blood drips off your elbow as you test your arm strength. The slash cut across your underarm and the pain forces you to huddle the arm into your body. With only one good arm, you have little choice.

Do you:
*[[Surrender]]
*[[Lash out with your good arm]]
*[[Run!]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Say, "My actions are none of your affairs. Now out of my way... brother."

Rev — Thu, 13 Jan 2011 21:37:05 GMT

Rev: Created page with 'Bram's eyes flash with hatred toward you and in a blink of an eye his sword is in his hands. "If you were not of my blood, I would kill you where you stand!" screams your blocke…'

Bram's eyes flash with hatred toward you and in a blink of an eye his sword is in his hands.

"If you were not of my blood, I would kill you where you stand!" screams your blocker.

"Then you seek to wound me into submission? I doubt a boy, even with a sword, could murder I," you retort.

In an instant his sword is in the air striking past your head. He was quicker then you thought, but he is still out-matched by your strength

Do you:
*[[WAS: Wait for his next attack to make a counter.]]
*[[WAS: Throw your body into your attacker.]]
*[[WAS: Run!]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Ignore her so you do not keep your father waiting.

Rev — Thu, 13 Jan 2011 18:58:52 GMT

Rev: Created page with '"Quickly slave, my father is not one to keep waiting," you urge Helena. You cannot relent to your primal desires now you remind yourself. Helena nods and bites her lip in frustr…'

"Quickly slave, my father is not one to keep waiting," you urge Helena. You cannot relent to your primal desires now you remind yourself.

Helena nods and bites her lip in frustration, "Yes my prince." And she doubles her efforts in stripping you for your regal robes.

By the time you have been stripped Lyna returns with a ceramic jar filled with oil which she places on the stone floor. Your two slaves place their hands into the oil and begin rubbing it over your brawn. The shine reveals how tight and firm they are, showing all that you are a well trained killing machine. Helena takes her oiled hands over your chest moving down until she reaches your heated rod. She grips it in two hands and gives it a few good tugs reminding you she would still take you in a second.

Do you:
*[[Order your slaves to give you a hand job]]
*[[Order them to finish dressing you.]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Accept it as a small victory.

Rev — Thu, 13 Jan 2011 18:50:36 GMT

Rev: Created page with 'You nod as to ignore your brother's weak attempts to prove himself your equal. The both of you walk into your private chambers where you find your two slaves asleep. Their bodies…'

You nod as to ignore your brother's weak attempts to prove himself your equal. The both of you walk into your private chambers where you find your two slaves asleep. Their bodies naked except for a few strands of jewelry around their smooth flesh. Your manhood is awakened by the sight, but you try to put it aside with your brother here as well as your father's summons beckoning you.

"Slaves awake!" you command and the two women scramble out of the pillows in a sleepy daze. Lyna, the newly acquired slave seems embarrassed with Bram staring on with hungry eyes but Helena simply smiles at the sight of you.

"I've been summoned by my father for an important meeting, I need to look my best," you state.

"Of course my great prince," replies Helena as she grabs Lyna by the shoulders and orders her to bring oil.

Helena walks over to you with a grin, reminding you of how much she wants you here and now. No other slave has proven more to you then Helena. Her delicate fingers glide across your tight muscles until she find your belt and unfastens it. She pulls down your furry garments to the floor revealing your slowly growing cock.

Bram's eyes wander around the room to hide his own desires for Helena. You smirk and Helena kisses your naked thigh. Bram's embarrassment takes a hold of him and turns for the door.

"I'll await you before the throne room," he says as he leaves.

Do you:
*[[WAS: Fall prey to you desires for Helena.]]
*[[WAS: Ignore her so you do not keep your father waiting.]]
*[[WAS: Reward Bram's new loyalty before he leaves.]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Say, "I seek to look my best before I speak with MY father."

Rev — Thu, 13 Jan 2011 18:36:58 GMT

Rev:

Your rival brother stands there in frustration as you can see his jaw muscles tighten.

"Now out of my way so I can make it to my father's summons in good time," you command with a feeling of your superiority to this young fool.

Bram exhales his hatred and moves out of your way with a punch to the solid stone wall.

"Careful brother, we will have use of your sword hand soon. War is coming and the Seven Mountains will need warriors with two good hands. If you wish you may accompany me to the throne room," you suggest hoping to turn this one to your side before another sibling takes the opportunity.

Bram finally relents to your station and your reason, "Very well I will walk with you to father, but not as your lesser."

Do you:
*[[WAS: Accept it as a small victory.]]
*[[WAS: Say, "Of course as my lesser! Did you capture Rivera and have their priestess as your slave? No? Then get out of my way!"]]
*[[WAS: Punch him in the face for his insolence.]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

Talk:War and Sex

Rev — Wed, 12 Jan 2011 19:44:19 GMT

Rev: Created page with 'I'd like to say War and Sex is a great "Adventure" and I have created an account just so I can help continue telling this great Conan-escapade.'

I'd like to say War and Sex is a great "Adventure" and I have created an account just so I can help continue telling this great Conan-escapade.

WAS: Say, "I seek to look my best before I speak with MY father."

Rev — Wed, 12 Jan 2011 19:38:19 GMT

Rev: Created page with 'Your rival brother stands there in frustration as you can see his jaw muscles tighten. "Now out of my way so I can make it to my father's summons in good time," you command with…'

Your rival brother stands there in frustration as you can see his jaw muscles tighten.

"Now out of my way so I can make it to my father's summons in good time," you command with a feeling of your superiority to this young fool.

Bram exhales his hatred and moves out of your way with a punch to the solid stone wall.

"Careful brother, we will have use of your sword hand soon. War is coming and the Seven Mountains will need warriors with two good hands. If you wish you may accompany me to the throne room," you suggest hoping to turn this one to your side before another sibling takes the opportunity.

Bram finally relents to your station and your reason, "Very well I will walk with you to father, but not as your lesser."

Do you:
*[[WAS: Accept it as a small victory.]]
*[[WAS: Say, "Of course as my lesser! Did you capture Rivera and have their priestess as your slave? No? Then get out of my way!"]]
*[[Punch him in the face for his insolence.]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]

WAS: Go to your private chambers

Rev — Wed, 12 Jan 2011 19:24:19 GMT

Rev: Created page with 'Let the old man wait, you need to look your best if you are to impress not only your father but the council and make your siblings jealous. You walk down the cold stone hallway…'

Let the old man wait, you need to look your best if you are to impress not only your father but the council and make your siblings jealous.

You walk down the cold stone hallway to your chamber but a quick and dark figure emerges forcing you to stop. There you finally see your obstacle, Bram, a brother of two years your lesser. He is much like yourself, but his over zealousness has blinded him on numerous times.

"Brother, what brings you to this wing?" you ask as you size him up.

"You were summoned by the King, your own father! Turn back now!" he shouts as a small spittle of saliva sails onto your chest.

He is quite a large man for being only fifteen, but his strength does not compare to yours. The only problem is that he has a sword and you do not.

Do you:
*[[WAS: Say, "I seek to look my best before I speak with MY father."]]
*[[WAS: Say, "My actions are none of your affairs. Now out of my way... brother."]]
*[[WAS: Take the initiative and punch him in the face before he draws his sword.]]

[[Category: War and Sex]]