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| Captain Kelly Knightbridge | Sep 7 2017, 09:59 PM Post #1 |
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"Pass." Kelly muttered glumly as she watched a bar wench pass by. The woman had been passing around the tavern several times, and Kelly was not surprised at all to see how the patrons were NOT harassing the lass. She barely had a form--no bosom to speak off and a flat ass. To make matters worse, whenever the lass smiled, half her teeth were rotting. Sure, she had a great personality, but no one would want to fuck a personality. It was early morning in Waterdeep, and Kelly had managed to able down from her room at the inn, to the tavern, to find herself a good breakfast. Well, technically, it wasn't her room, but no man in their right mind would turn out a girl like her. Breeches hugging her shapely hips tight, a shirt was always unbuttoned one button too far--not to mention her voracious appetite for fleshly pleasures. Yes, no one would turn down Kelly Knightbridge. At the moment, the girl was disappointed. She had heard of the stories of Waterdeep--she thought it would be more exciting than this. She had even headed down to the slummiest parts of the city--but it was all so boring. The highborns can't be better than this... Kelly groaned, planting her face down on the table. The tavern doors swung open and Kelly propped up her head on her chin once again, hopeful. This time the tavern patron was a sleek young man--young, lithe, darkly handsome with chiseled features. "Oooh. Smash." Kelly purred, staring at the young man as he entered into the tavern. With sharp eyes, Kelly leaned back in her chair, adjusting her shirt and crossing her legs. It didn't take long for the young man's eyes to settle on Kelly. Far be it from her to cast down her eyes and flutter her lashes like a young maiden on the cusp of womanhood. No, Kelly stared back at the man, her blue eyes devouring him from afar. As the young man approached Kelly, Kelly's line of sight went past the young man, to a bigger, more brutish-looking humanoid with muscles bulging underneath his shirt, seated at the bar. There must've been some firbolg or orcish blood in that one. Whatever he was, he looked like he could snap Kelly in half. Kelly grinned. Standing up, Kelly swept past the younger man, whispering, "Pass," as she did so. She made a beeline for the other one, quickly slid herself onto his lap and wrapped her arms around him. "If I could arrange the alphabet... I'd bang you up in my room. " Kelly grinned stupidly as she gave the man a wink. |
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| Captain Kelly Knightbridge | Sep 8 2017, 09:56 AM Post #2 |
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The big lunk beside her snored, but it didn't matter. Kelly didn't sleep a lot anyway. Tracing a finger on the fresh nail marks on the man's back, Kelly grinned and sighed. He was passable, a nice, mid-morning lay to pass the time. Nothing mind-blowing. What was his name again? Had she even asked? She bit her lip, wondering if she should wake him up for a second chance, but instead, she sat up and began picking her clothes off the floor, pocketing the man's small bag of gold somewhere along her way out. As she quietly slipped out the door, carrying her clothes, she saw one of the tavern girls making her way with a platter of food, no doubt on her way to someone who preferred to take their meals in the privacy of their own rooms. The lass goggled at Kelly who stood completely naked in the hallway. Kelly flashed the girl a grin as she began pulling on her clothes. The girl flushed and hurried past Kelly quickly, but Kelly only chuckled. She could never understand why anyone would hide away their bodies--especially if it was worth looking at. In her humble opinion, there'd be a lot less trouble in the world if people just fucked all the time. But that was just her. After she managed to close a few buttons, Kelly headed downstairs, ignoring the dirty looks from the tavern patrons-- she had always been a screamer, and she barely had any complaints. Well, at least from the ones that made her scream. Heading out of The Lucky Fool, Kelly figured she'd do a little sight-seeing--see what Waterdeep had to offer. She had passed by once or twice, but never truly stayed long enough to look around. Kelly grinned, shaking her head as she slipped her hands into her pockets, feeling a crumpled piece of parchment. Some idiot in the Lord's Alliance thought she had something to do with someone named Hekaton, and was awarding her something--gold, she hoped--two days away. But what was she to do till then? As she cast her gaze around the cobbled-stone streets of Waterdeep, Kelly's eyes fell on a few street rats, making bets on the street corner. With some gold to spare, Kelly grinned madly and headed for that. Coin, wine, song, and pleasures of the flesh--a pirate's life was for her indeed. |
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| Khorgol Ul-gorgosh | Sep 8 2017, 04:12 PM Post #3 |
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Making his way down the cobbled streets of Waterdeep, Khorgol found himself in need of a drink. He decided it would be best to leave the screaming children in the hands of Tobias, lest he cause more problems for him. Catching up can wait, this drink could not. Powering through the odd looks citizens gave him, any hushed whispers regarding his vicious countenance were silenced by any effort he made to meet their gaze. Walking past a few gambling street rats, the half-orc kept watch for any passable establishment that was neither filled with the judgmental rich nor full of pickpockets. He didn't feel like picking a fight with an entire house or the thieves guild just yet, not until he had a drink. His hand placed on his chin, he could not help but feel like he forgot something... Just as he was about to remember, he heard some music coming from a building to his left. A decent looking wooden building stood before him, with a sign that said "The Lucky Fool." Somehow, this name seemed reminiscent of Vance. Quite lucky. Quite foolish. The patrons of the bar varied, and he saw a few other half-orcs among them. One of them smiled like a drunk fool, while another who only had one tusk was going around the tavern, asking if the others had seen some wench. Apparently he had been robbed. Not all fools are so lucky here, thought Khorgol. This went on for a few minutes before the one tusked half-orc stormed out of the establishment. Khorgol went up to the barkeep, a half-elf by the looks of it, given the pointy ears and thick facial hair. The man piped up, "What'll it be boyo?" Two silver coins slid down the counter, "Give me something strong. Right now, I don't quite care what it is. Just don't give me one of those pissy elf drinks." With slight disapproval, the bartender reluctantly went to the back. Moments later, he returned with a foam topped drink. "Orc Piss for ya tonight. Seeing as the drink matches yer blood." Ignoring that comment, Khorgol began to gulp down his drink. It wasn't that strong, but it would do for now. Edited by Khorgol Ul-gorgosh, Sep 8 2017, 04:13 PM.
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| Captain Kelly Knightbridge | Sep 8 2017, 06:07 PM Post #4 |
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"Lady, you've got the dark ones' own luck." One of men said as Kelly picked up her winnings, pocketing them quickly. She gave the man a wink and scooped up the dice once again. It was an easy game--they would roll five dices, and guess which ones would come out. Each correct would be a win, and the person with the most number of wins, well, wins. "Two threes. A one, a four, and a six." The man said as Kelly placed the dice in a make-shift cup and rattled it around. Kelly shook her head. "Safe bet. Live a little." Kelly said as she rattled the dice harder, before slamming it, mouth-first on the ground. "Five sixes." Kelly grinned, as the men looked at each other. She could feel it in her bones. Luck making her fingertips tingle. Pulling off the cup to reveal the dice, Kelly watched the men's faces crumble as she revealed five-sixes. One of them let out a low whistle. "This ain't right--she's got to be a mage of some sort." The man said, banging his fist on the pavement. Kelly raised an eyebrow, knowing it was time to make a quick exit. "Tell you what, boys, I won't take my winnings this round. Oh, look, I've got to--," Kelly looked up, looking for something to distract the men, but her eye fell on a half naked man with olive-tinged skin. Kelly grinned, standing up and dusting herself off, ignoring the protesting men, shoving one out of her way as she made her way back into the tavern. Right before she stepped inside, her 'friend' from earlier stepped outside, causing Kelly to quickly pull down her captain's hat over her face, side stepping the raging man. Kelly shook her head. He was a lousy lay--she was simply getting paid for her time. Stepping inside the bar, Kelly's eyes roamed around, ignoring the bartender who looked slightly stricken when he saw her once again. Aha. Kelly thought, her eyes glinting as she approached the half-orc. She could see the sheen of the bulging muscles on his back--oh, she could just sink her teeth into those. She wondered what he liked. Considering the other orcs she'd had in the past... some of them liked young ones. They liked the screaming. And the crying. Somehow it got their blood flowing, seeing the younger girls' look of terror on their faces. Some of them liked their women to keep up--few could do so. They could really break a girl in half. It didn't matter--Kelly knew she could be anything they liked. Gently, Kelly ran a nail down the half-orc's spine, leaning over, pressing her chest on his back so she could whisper in his ear. "Where have you been all my life?" |
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| Khorgol Ul-gorgosh | Sep 9 2017, 01:29 AM Post #5 |
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The aftertaste finally hit, and the drink quickly lost its appeal. Khorgol was starting to think actual orc piss might taste better. He turned to the bartender, banging in the table. "Oi! I ordered alcohol, not ACTUAL orc piss! If I wanted to drink orc piss, I'd piss myself my own!" "That's what'cha get for two silver boyo," replied the bartender dryly. "Maybe you'd prefer one of the pissy elf drinks, eh?" Before the half-orc could respond, he felt something sharp running down his spine followed by a pair of breasts being pressed against his back. Turning his head, he sees a young woman with a voluptuous body in a pirate's hat of all things staring longingly at him. The lady's long bleached hair ran all the way down to her hips. She smelled like she had recently been laid. Her intentions were clear. Turning back slightly to the bartender, Khorgol noted the cautious look he gave her. His eyes seemed to be warning him of this lady's history. If this guy can sass a fellow like me, but was scared of this one, something must be up, he thought. Khorgol stood up, turning around so to face the pirate. He had to make his intentions clear. What's the worse that could happen? "Sod off, I didn't come here for that." Someone spilled his drink, and those who saw this scene play out grew silent. Shit, this one has a reputation. Edited by Khorgol Ul-gorgosh, Sep 9 2017, 01:29 AM.
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| Captain Kelly Knightbridge | Sep 9 2017, 01:43 AM Post #6 |
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Kelly's jaw fell open as she stared at the half-orc openly. Her grin spread wider as she tilted her head to the side and eyed him up and down slowly, before nodding approvingly. She immediately hopped on the seat next to the half-orc, never taking her eyes off of him. He seemed pissed off--but weren't orcs always pissed off? There were no holy symbols anywhere. Not a celibate. Kelly bit her lip, staring at him. " What did you come here for then? " Kelly asked, leaning in close and lowering her voice. " Do you like them younger? I know where you can get those. " Kelly whispered, winking salaciously. " Or... batting for the other team? " Kelly pouted, unabashedly letting her eyes roam allover the half-orc. She sighed languorously before leaning back, propping herself up with her elbows on the bar. " What's your name? My name's Kelly. Captain Kelly Knightbridge. What brings you to Waterdeep? Rough journey? Where are you from by the way?" Kelly fired rapidly. He had a strange look on his face-- resolve? Oh, those melted easily. Kelly licked her lips again. She liked it when her food fought back. |
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| Khorgol Ul-gorgosh | Sep 9 2017, 01:56 AM Post #7 |
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She eyed him like a predator eyes its prey. He didn't like that. Khorgol's head spun. He didn't budge. Predators could sense fear, and right now, his instincts told him to hold. Still, there was something peculiar about this, 'Captain Kelly.' Why did he come he- DAMNIT!! The elf still had his RING, he thought. Although he did not realize it, his face was going through a myriad of expressions going from questioning to irritated as the thoughts ran through his head. "The name's Khorgol. Came here to get a drink and some peace and quiet," said Khorgol, clearly irritated. "And it has been a rough journey." He ignored her insinuations. He eyed her up and down. "I know what you want, and you can clearly get it from someone else." He swung his hand, somehow attempting to present the room full of people to her. The half-orc turned back to his shitty drink, hoping she got the message. The elf still had the ring, and he let her get away. Edited by Khorgol Ul-gorgosh, Sep 9 2017, 01:56 AM.
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| Captain Kelly Knightbridge | Sep 9 2017, 02:04 AM Post #8 |
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For a moment, Kelly wondered if she had asked too many questions. Orcs weren't the brightest, and right now, this one looked as though he was about to explode, thinking. "Khorgol." Kelly said, as though testing out a name. She raised an eyebrow at him, still grinning. " Are you thinking of someone else? While you're with me? Tsk. " Kelly said mockingly as she watched him. He was built like a tree-- sturdy. Those rippling muscles took years of work--or cleaving off heads. Those could pin her down and...and oh, he was just so adorably irritable. Kelly shivered, unable to stop herself. She reached out, running a finger down a particular scar down his shoulder. "I like battle scars. I'll show you all of mine if you show me yours. " Kelly winked, ignoring his attempts to shoo her off. What she wanted, she got. Most of the time. Often. Always. |
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| Khorgol Ul-gorgosh | Sep 9 2017, 02:21 AM Post #9 |
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This one was persistent. "You got the name right," said Khorgol between sips. This shitty drink was his only respite from this conversation. Each sip had to count somehow. "Did you hear the rest of what I said?" "I'm not with you, you're just sitting there,." answered Khorgol dismissively. This girl just does not know when to sod off! Battle scars? This frail little thing? Still, this piqued his interest. Looking at her from the corner of one of his eyes, he cocked an eyebrow and asked, "Eh? What do you know about fighting?" |
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| Captain Kelly Knightbridge | Sep 9 2017, 02:34 AM Post #10 |
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"You could be." Kelly muttered with a sigh, pouting. Why was this one making things so complicated? Married? With that face? Kelly rolled her eyes, glancing around the tavern to see if there were any other alternatives. Of course, the most attractive one was the one she couldn't have. But apparently, she said something right, as he stopped pushing her away. Kelly glanced back, raising an eyebrow. " I could tell you, but you could find out for yourself as well. " Kelly said, shifting slightly. Battle, sex--was there a difference? Both would be sweating, barely clothed, and bloody by the end of either. Either of them could also end up dead, whichever they chose. At least the way she did it. "You look like you can blow off some steam," Kelly said, letting her hand drop to the hilt of his axe and slide down to his leg. " I'm your girl for that. Give it a shot." |
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