Sarah Moore
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"Guard!" The king exclaimed, and the guards swiftly moved towards Raven's group and surrounded them from all sides. Their weapons pointed towards them, and the brave men clad in golden armor were more than ready to throw their lives for the king and the noblemen. However, being commoners from down their bloodlines, even they knew that what they were doing was wrong, yet they had no choice but to raise their weapons against the hero and his party. "All weapons down!" warned the general, a man the…
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Sneaking for just a moment to cast the mind-reading scroll he'd gotten on his way back from the maze last night, Raven joined back with the rest of his party and walked down an ornate hall. Cushioned by a deep crimson carpet laced with gold around the edge, every step he and his party took–filled their hearts with a mix of comfort and dread. The comfort beneath their feet, the tall dark pillars surrounding them on both sides, as well as the stained glass ceiling through which light glittered down into…
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The very next morning after the visit to the maze, a messenger from the king rode up to the Boartooth saddled on his wyvern mount. With a letter of announcement and a fire-dragon horn in hand, he blew into the horn to wake up everyone from inside. Awoken by the ear-piercing noise, the first to wake up was the owner of the Boartooth–a man who didn't appreciate his sleep being cut short. Stomping out of his bed, while the messenger named everyone from the Hero's party, Dune Boartooth was about to…
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After their experiences in the maze, both Amedith and Raven were making their way back to the Boartooth. The Mistress drunk on orgasmic ecstasy with her fingers drenched in her juices, revealed only that Mel was there to purchase some kind of medicine, but what kind exactly? That still remained a mystery, one–that the seductress was too stringent to reveal. "T-that was not worth it..." Amedith muttered, his hand covering his groin. Walking with his legs wobbling all over, the young hero could still…
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Much like with Amedith, the girls tried to take charge against Raven, however, having been with them already–It didn't take long before he had control of the situation in his hands. With two of the girls bobbing their heads left to right as they slobbered on Raven's cock in sync, he had his lips locked with the third; his fingers pushing and pulling on the buttplug up her ass. "Where have you been?" Pulling away from the kiss, the brunette human girl caressed the side of Raven's face. "I've been…
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Taken to their respective rooms, the group of three girls locked the doors and turned to the men left in their care. Raven has had experience with them all, and so to him, it was just an instance of destressing late at night. But for Amedith who was still petrified by the thought of these girls forcing themselves on him, it felt nothing short of a nightmare, especially since his heart would be consumed by guilt. "The hero, huh? Never thought we'd see you here," chuckling amongst themselves, the girls…
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Nearly bumping into Raven and Amedith at the entrance, Mel and Aria barely managed to slip away by blending into a dark corner away from all the pink candles and torches. Watching the two men making their way further in, Mel made her way outside. However, before leaving, she noticed the same shock she had when she entered the place on Amedith–but with him staring at those nude girls swaying their oiled asses for the men, a raging spark of jealousy burst up within her chest. 'What are these two doing…
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After being caught coming back late from the succubus's maze last night, Mel confronted Aria about it. However, as things were going with her standing at the entrance to the secret place, she wished she hadn't had that conversation last night. 'I didn't know she would suggest something like this...But!' Knowing well enough that if she wanted Amedith to last longer she definitely needed some help, Mel kept accompanying the dark elf as they descended down a corroding set of iron ladders. "Keep what you…
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"Oi..." Tapping his finger on the shop counter, Raven tried to get Darius's attention. "You there? In your own head or somewhere else?" Still a bit dreamy, Darius let go of his quill and looked up at his friend. Having worked through day and night trying to replicate the scroll of resurrection, he'd grown tired to the point where his own presence escaped him. "W-when did you come in?" He asked, unsure what was happening. "A while back, I needed something again–scroll of mind reading to be…
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A few days passed and still, there was no news from the king. The rumors were spreading around like fire, and after being instantly promoted back to the highest adventurer's rank, Raven's credibility shot up as well. Nightsilver, the highest rank anyone has achieved, was named after Hawthorn Nightsilver the man who once killed the demon king. That very rank was bestowed to another, and yet there was no fanfare nor the smallest celebration. Why? Because, unlike Nightsilver, Raven wasn't the Hero but just…
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