Tormented Soles - A Tickling RPG (Roleplaying Thread)

[country]

As the commotion grew to heightened states, Waylander knew that it was only a matter of time before an all out brawl would break out. He also knew that as good as he was, there was no way he could successfully take out 55 drunk roughhousing perverts, a handful of constables, a couple of bounty hunters, and the few really dangerous people he had noticed. It was just not possible to do so, at least not without dying in the process. And he had no wish to die this day. This little show, while amusing, had to stop, and soon. But on the other hand, stopping it would certainly enrage the men further. That wouldn't be good. That wouldn't be a brawl, that would be 70 to 1, and no one is that good. There was nothing he could do for now but sit back and enjoy the show. Although, there was one thing he knew he could do.

He simply went to the bar to order another drink, just in time to see the bartender return and leave with a feather. That girl was in trouble now. Goose feathers were known to be especially torturous to a ticklish person. This would be very interesting to see. As he was walking back to his position in the rear, he noticed a constable talking with a man wearing the ensignia of a slaver. Since the crowd has started shouting out the girl's various crimes, some of which were so outrageous and ridiculous they could have been sold as children's stories, he knew that before long the slaver and constable would have to do their jobs. An idea popping into his head, Waylander walked over to them, pulled up a seat, and immediately got down to business. "Gentlemen, I know that you both are important men and have jobs to do, so I will try to make this short. I have a proposition for the both of you concerning the girl in the stocks that I think will interest you greatly."

 

[country]

(Now I will sit back and let Rilina and Cassandra continue the story. And would someone please play into the slaver and the constable. I am going to let someone else take over them and get into a conversation with my character. Hopefully we can make a deal and turn this into a win/win/win situation, but who knows!)

 

[cassandra1]

The accusations came seemingly from all directions; apparently Rilina was anything but innocent. Rachel was motivated after hearing about her victim's crimes, now knowing that if she was to continue this charade, at least she would not be torturing someone who had done nothing to deserve it. Now with a long white feather in hand, she stroked across Rilina's soles with it in a zig-zagging way. First slowly, then a little faster. There was something morbidly amusing about tickling someone as long as Rachel was not on the receiving end.

Opting for some variety, she shifted her position and kneeled at Rilina's side. With one hand continuously running the fluffy feather across the sensitive soles, Rachel had her other hand on Rilina's upper thigh, fingers wiggling on the skin. Her fingers moved quickly as they danced on the poor girl.

 

[Hue]

"I have had enough of this," growled Draco, "I want to know what herbs she sold."

"Same here bro," replied Night Raptor, "Why do you go up on stage and ask her?"

"Good idea," Draco commented as he stood up, "The are certain kinds of herbs that are bad from the gitgo, depending on the use of them determines the outcome."

Draco makes his way to the stage. Rachel, Rilina, and the rest of the group on stage stop and stare at the newcomer to the stage. Looking directly at Rilina, Draco asks, "Excuse me miss, but I was wondering what kind of herbs did you sell to these people?"

(Rilina, your torment has stopped for now by Draco's interuption in wanting to know what herbs you sold to the brother and sister pair. Make up a name of a herb if you want to, but please answer the question; "What kind of herbs did you sell to these people?")

 

[tukano_2]

(OOC: I've been away for a while and a lot of interesting things happened...
Rilina: how nice from you to introduce the constable and the slaver for
me 😉
I'll post actions of my playing character, Castorp, of the 2 non playing
characters I introduced, Luna the waitress and Ajeje Brazorf, the owner
of Dragon's Way, and the constable and slaver introduced by Rilina.

A note about Luna and Ajeje Brazorf: they are non playing chars, everyone
can take control of them and make them to what they want. Just, please,
don't change their backgrounds too much: I like them that way 🙂

Hope everything's Ok, if Cassandra, Kalamos or any player have something
to object, please let me know)

Castorp and Luna

Castorp and the other musicians realized that thier services were not requested
anymore: a much more appealing show was going on on the stage.
Castorp took Tolpoff, who was cheerfully howling in tune with the rest of
the audience, in his arms and took a seat not far from the stage, to enjoy
the show too.
The Dragon's Way was not a bad choice, after all 🙂

While he was enjoying the view of the cute thief secured in stocks and teasingly
tickled by the pretty dancer, a lovely waitress passed in front of him,
bringing a salver with a smoking cup, hiding momentarily the show... Instinctively
he stroke slightly her side with a finger: "Young lady, you cannot deprive
a man of such a educative spectacle...".

The waitress jumped, but the stroke was too light to make her lose the grab
on the salver. She was used to much more rude approaches to her person...
She turned toward the man, the middle age, chubby, funny musician who was
playing during the dance...
She wanted to rebuke the bard, but it wasn't that bad, after all, and the
guy had such a disarming smile that she couldn't help smiling back.

"Do you like this kind of entertainment, sir? It could become even better
soon...". She indicated the crying crowd in front of them, claiming to be
victims of the most absurd frauds and crimes by the poor laughing thing
in stocks.
"And you sir? Didn't the little bitch ripp you off too? Or maybe she stole
something precious from you? She is infamous in this port... she put her
hands in the pockets of half of the citiziens here..."

Castorp was a bit surprised, but definitively delighted, by the cruelty
of the young maiden: he was sure she has been in those stocks too, more
than once... but she showed no empathy at all with the little unlucky thief.
That was intriguing...
He smiled and followed her game: "Well, I arrived here just a few hours ago... I doubt that the girl there...".
The waitress came closer to Castorp, giving him a better view of her cleavage and looking at him with glowing eyes: "Oh, she probably just hadn't the time to do her dirty job with you... but she would, let me tell you, it is just like she did it..."
Castorp jokingly faked an astonished expression: "But... that would be nasty!".
Luna came even closer: "Yes... wouldn't it?".

The both of them grinned: "Oh, I'm realizing just now that I can't find my gem, the one my father gave me at his death... It has an immense value, not only from the affective point of view...". The waitress laughed nicely: "That's the spirit, sir!". Castorp said: "The poor girl there must have done something terrible to you, to let you have such bad feelings with her"... The maiden changed expression, a subtle giggle came out her mouth and suddendly disappered... "You can't figure out, good sir". Pointing at her salver: "Now, let me bring this cup onto the stage, before the infusion get cold: with this, sir, I assure you the show will become even more appealing..."... that evil grin again...

The waitress smiled at Castorp once more and move toward the stage. He had just the time to ask her: "What's you name, graceful lady!". "I'm Luna", shouted the waitress, to let her voice cover the unbelievable noise of cheers, howls, swears, accusations, laughters and whatever.
Then Castorp kept his promise, claiming to have been robbed of his precious gem, and continued to enjoy the torments of the poor thief.

 

[tukano_2]

Luna and Ajeje Brazorf

Luna reached the backstage briefly after a bartender brought a feather for
the poor thief's helpless soles. There was Ajeje Brazorf, one of the most
dishonest, slimy, unscrupulous, sadistic man in Maximorea, watching with
a wide grin Rilina getting what she deserved... Luna was always a little
nervous when she was near that man. From a certain point of view he saved
her from slavery, but in adventure tales savers are much more handsome and
usually they don't force the saved maidens to work for them for free and
to undergo unbelievable tortures for their pleasure after work...

She caught his attention coughing briefly: "Ahem... Master Brazorf? May
I briefly speak with you, please?". Still grinning, Ajeje turned his head
toward Luna, and said: "Honey, I'm getting inspiration for tonight, be prepared...".
<Shudder!> "Mmhh... I... I just an idea to spice things up with our... special
guest..." she indicated the poor Rilina with her head. "Remember those...
ahem... herbs... mmmhhh... what they cause me... <giggle!> ...", just speaking
of that made Luna nervously snigger, " well, they must be taken as an infusion,
just like this..." and she showed the smoking cup she was bringing on her
salver. "I just thought you might want to give it a try..."

Ajeje grinned horribly, Luna had to step a bit back... "Yes, I remember
well... I had a waitress less for a whole workday... hi hi hi!...", more
shudders and light giggles of Luna... "You must really be angry with the
poor lady there... Ok, you deserve some extra fun too: take a brief break
and enjoy the show from my private office, there is the best view on the
stocks...". Luna didn't hope things would go so well... "But..." Oh, here
comes the drawback, of course... "...just to remember the old days... why
don't you get a sip of the infusion yourself?" <very scaring laughter of
Ajeje and petrified look of Luna>... Ok, things couldn't go worse...

She knew Ajeje would have requested something back, and she knew it would
have been something... "ticklish"... but she didn't expect... that!
She cogitated for a while... "Just a little sip, honey... all the rest will
go to your dear friend...". That was a good argument: she took a look at
Rilina in stocks, while the mysterious charming dancer was tormenting her
soles with a long fluffy feather... her desperate laughters let her decide.

"Ok!", she looked decidely at Ajeje, "give me that brew!". She slowly and
carefully took her tongue out, let it close to the liquid and, just as it
touched the hot infusion, she quickly get her tongue back in her mouth.
Maybe it was just suggestion, but she felt her stomach and all her "worse
spots" tingling... <Giggle!>

As a "bred for ticklishness", what scared her most was to be tickled, and
they were so vulnerable to tickling that they simply cannot inflict such
a torment to another person, it was simply against their instinct... they
tended to identify themselves in the poor victims. But, as they were also
projected and trained to identify pleasure with tickling, as a contrast
they felt a great delight in seeing someone else get it... the worse the
better... So she headed toward Ajeje's office, decided to enjoy every single
second of Rilina's torture, trying not to think about tonight...

(OOC: Cassandra and Rilina decide if Rilina should drink the "ticklishness enhancer" 😉)

 

[tukano_2]

The Constable and the Slaver

Bregan Mokhar was pleasingly drinking his ale with his good friend and work partner Ayal Kosqati, well known and distinguished slaver. They had the luck to step in Dragon's Way just as one of the renowned shows that take place there was beginning. At first glance, the main attraction would be the pretty sophisticated lady who danced just before, but another cute maiden turned out to be the "lucky one": a petite blonde....

That face was not new to him... Maybe he had to do with her in the past as public officer... but that was highly improbable: in that case the poor thing would have very likely ended up in the claws of his good friend Ayal. Anyway, as things were going on, with all those people asking for "moral compensation" and "fair punishment", this could become a not so remote possibility...

Usually people who ended up in stocks in Master Brazorf's tavern were clumsy waitresses, patrons who were too drunk or lost a bet, sometimes slaves of passing by rich merchants. Unfortunately he hadn't to "apply the law" in Dragon's Way often... But this could be one of those lucky occasions.

The two men were evaluating the young maiden in stocks, from a "Slave market" point of view, as a man wearing a scary black chain mail approached them. Bregan was usually not confident with strangers who were so brave to address him so naturally, but he just had to move a finger to call his guards, staying just behind his table... well, they were pretty busy to follow the show, right now, but he knew he could count on them (they knew what expected them otherwise...).
"Luck and joy, stranger... I suppose you are a stranger, aren't you?"

(OOC: country, you can go on with your proposal 🙂)

 

[tukano_2]

(OOC:
bred for ticklishness: BigNorm wrote about that for the first time in the main thread, I just thought the concept was cool, so I used it for my non playing char Luna.
I like to think that these "enhanced humans" were created by a sect of evil priests, devoted to a dark religion, but tolerated by official authority, because they provide perfect "tickling slaves" - after all we are in a world where everyone is a "tickle freak" 😉
Since they are priests, as Rilina pointed out, they usually use some kind of magic/mystical science, to give birth to specimen particularly sensitive to tickling, then they "train" them since young age to increase even more their ticklishness, apply creams on their body, and so on.

I hope this is OK, Cassandra and Kalamos)

 

[Hue]

The Building of a Tavern In Port Kaphraktos!

In Port Kaphraktos, Robert, NIGHTMARE, RAPTOR have discussed starting their own Tavern and Meeting Hall.

"I say that this will give us a chance to figure out some more about what is going on here," RAPTOR stated.

"I concur," NIGHTMARE commented, "It just may give us the opprotunity to decide which, if any at all, fraction that we want to associate ourselves with."

The Tremendous Threesome agreed and began working on the Tavern. Roberta, Draco, and Night Raptor's group call themselves, "The Treacherous Threesome".

Robert decided to call the Tavern, "The Poison Apple" for the sole reason of the magical potions and brews that would be mixed up in the Tavern. A stranger walks up to the tavern and complements it saying, "I used to bartend in a Tavern, but I left there once the customers got really out of hand."

"Why don't you bartend for us my good man?" asked RAPTOR.

"Sounds great," the man replied, "I believe that I will."

To be continued...

 

[ElFewja1]

(meh, I merely made reference to your screaming from earlier, I think. Been a couple hours since I last wrote, but you *were* being tickled, and its a common response. If youre replying in response to the feather, meh, c'mon, who wouldnt in your position. And as for cassandra taking the feather, I intended to left it vague, assuming that, if she didnt want to use it, she could follow taking it by setting it down somewhere, possibly for later use. But eh, I probably over stepped my boundries a bit, so sorry.
And at any rate, I don't feel like being all, typey like, right now. Two actions really quick. By and by, cassandra, when are we going to see the long detailed tickling of rilina =p, if ever? Answeeerrrr *scratchs at her archs a bit. Meh, and just to be fair, *does a similar motion to ticklishrilina's soles)
Wonderful, thought Lucius, someone decided to approach the stage. Not good, not good at all; the glares from the audience at the distraction seemed deadly.. he only gave 5 minutes before a brawl broke out. Now a person who had been roaming about in the shadows came to his sight, and appeared as if calculating something. It didn't seem he would do anything, but to wear a blade openly in such a town.. well, whatever he planned could hardly be good.(refering to countries character, if anyone missed it. By the way, country, if you do something daring, don't forget me. My character will probably have one of those helping, but silent responses, like two mercenaries would =p.)
A few words were spoken by whoever had walked upon the stage, and Lucius took this time to dash to his room; he would no longer sit in the room without a sword nearby, even if it did cost him dearly to use. He returned just in time for the show to begin anew, with a few weapons carefully hidden underneath his coat. Two short swords would be enough for such a situation.
(And yea the edit was for him going back. Forgot that.)

 

[ticklishrilina1]

Rilina's eyes go wide, wider than they are during the tickling, as some people shout out things that she supposedly did. Now, Rilina is a smart girl, but she is being accused of criminally masterminded schemes that even a brilliant thief would have a hard time comprehending; it appears she was robbing two or three people at once and stealing priceless artifacts.

The laughter that pours out of her as she is tormented is sweet and beautiful, a high pitched melody reminiscent of a younger girls; her toes try desperately to flex against their cruel captivity, and her body tries to get away from the additional tickling; her chest is already heaving with the laughter and her creamy cheeks are flushed beet red with embarassment and the torment.

She turns to the man who asks her the question while she is being tormented (OOCly: Cassandra prolly wouldn't stop just for you to ask your question, she needs to avoid attention here) and summons all of her internal strength to spit out an answer. After two tries she manages it, before going back to laughing with hysterical abandon. "Erithehen compohound!"

Erithen compound is hated by slavers and tickle afficianados for being basically a nerve relaxant/desensitizer. Slaves would try to sneak the drink in to their daily water and watch with delight as their masters tried to tickle them, and found they could do so at a much reduced level of efficiency. Unfortunatly, when mixed with anything but the precise amounts of ingredients, it has the opposite effect and energizes and rejuvinates the nervous system, providing nerves that could be up to ten times more sensitive. It was a fairly famous compound, one that many slaves wanted but wouldn't risk buying; they didn't have the money or opportunity to buy it from a very reliable vendor, and the versions they could get most often did more harm than good.

Rilina collapses back down in to her little world of laughter, flushed with the torment and the fact that now her thighs were revealed; sweat appears upon her brow from the exertion of the laughter. Her begging is now nonsense, swallowed and subsumed by the melodic (if hysterical) laughter that pours out and racks her thin frame.

 

[Hue]

Erithehen Compohound!

"I see," Draco said, "Thanks for your time miss."

With that said, Draco turned and was about to jump from the stage when he stopped dead in his tracks. Turning to face the female dancer/tickler of this poor unfortunate girl. Draco stared at her face for awhile, evidently trying to remember why she seemed so famliar to him. A flash of movement distracted him from this dancer and tickler girl. Draco turned to face the movement and found himself looking at the Bounty Hunters making their way from table to table and coming closer to the stage. Then the paper that one of them was carrying caught Draco's attention. On it was a picture of the dancer girl, who presently is tickling an unfortunate girl, who sold bad Erithehen Compohound. Draco remembered visiting a castle, prior to being imprisoned, and seeing a picture of the same girl, only a little bit younger, and presumably her father saying that he wants her found, captured alive, and brought to him more or less unhurt.

"Oh shit," he thought to himself, "This is not going to be pretty."

He looked back to Rachel tickling the living daylights outta Rilina, and back to the closing in Bounty Hunters.

"Think fast Draco," Draco told himself as he turned to face Rachel again, "Now or never." Then Draco whispered to Rachel, "Rachel, if you value your life, you will make a break for the door now for the Bounty Hunters who seek you are closing in fast, but if you want to stay here and not worry about the Bounty Hunters anymore, then permit me to take care of them."

"What the hell is Draco up to now?" Roberta asked.

"It appears to me that he found out what she sold to them and wants to protect that other girl, the one who is doing the tickling," Night Raptor replied.

"What was the herb or herbs that she sold?" asked Roberta.

"Erithehen Compohound," replied Night Raptor, "It calms down the nerves of whoever drinks it with water, but if incorrectly mixed, the opposite effect occurs."

"I see," Roberta commented.

The reason that Draco was imprisoned was the fact that he prevented earlier Bounty Hunter in locating Rachel. Rachel's father was furious at Draco and had Bounty Hunters bring him in. At that time, he didn't realize the true power that Draco possesed until Draco escaped. Unknown to Draco, these Bounty Hunters are also looking for him, but they have not seen him yet.

His luck might not hold out for much longer...

(OOC: Cassandra, what kind of weapons, if any, are these Bounty Hunters of yours carrying with them?)

 

[cassandra1]

(OOC: Cassandra, what kind of weapons, if any, are these Bounty Hunters of yours carrying with them?)

(OOC: Straight edged long swords. They are also wearing thin chainmail without helmets.
About the ticklishness enhancer in tukano's post, I'll leave that to Rilina or anyone controlling an NPC, since Rachel is busy interacting with Draco at the moment.)

Now it was Rachel's turn to widen her eyes. This stranger who had joined her on the stage knew who she was and wanted to save her from the bounty hunters. She remained silent for a brief moment, kneeling in front of the stocks and tickling both of Rilina's soles with both hands. This time she really stepped up the assault, raking Rilina's feet with her nails. It was gentle enough not to make any scratch marks on the arches, but hard enough to produce some unbearable ticklish sensations. This was to make the poor girl laugh so loudly that no one could hear Rachel talking to Draco.

"Yes I would like it if you get rid of those two bounty hunters for me." she whispered in reply. It would only raise suspicions if she got up and left the tavern suddenly. Besides, she was having too much fun with the ticklish thief whom almost everyone in the building hated.

While waiting for Draco's response, Rachel turned back to Rilina. She ceased her tickling so that the incredibly ticklish thief could catch her breath. During these precious seconds, Rachel slipped her hand under Rilina's shirt, fingering her tummy... then very slightly poking her fingers into the tender skin and wiggling them around. Her other hand slowly came up and found its way into Rilina's belly button, where it started 'digging'.

(OOC: I separate the tickling into several short posts so that Rilina can post her reactions in between them.)

 

[ElFewja1]

Lucius chuckled to himself and rose from his seat, realizing just how foolish he was being at the moment. It had cost a lot of money to get these damned seals on his weapons, just so he could take them with him, and all that was about to go to waste; and more than likely would earn him a jail sentence if he was caught. But, whatever; right now, he didnt trust drunkards with swords in such a place, and regardless of what he did, they would attack. He just hoped they weren't working for any local lords, and that the insignias they wore were stolen, so as to rip off certain merchants. Again, he laughed, and by this time must have looked a madman, but, at this stage, it hardly mattered. Whatever came from this brawl that was to start, a mercenaries touch could hardly hurt. Thus Lucius approached the man and dancer on the stage. He spoke in a hushed voice, hoping no one would over hear, and he also hoped that, with his back to the enemy, they would not be able to guess his plan.
"Hold, Im no enemy. Its obvious those two wish to take this noblewoman by the way theyre approaching, and it'd be foolish to go three on one unarmed (I dont recall Draco having a weapon, who by the way, Im talking to.). I've weapons myself, and I'll pull them out when necessary. Theres a man around the crowd who seemed to be a mercenary as well, and may very likely join the brawl on either side; stay on your guard. Also - and, don't look - theres a man near the stage door; managed to stay hidden, but Ive been keeping an eye on him. Id affiliate him with these two brutes approaching us now, but dont let him know we're onto him. If he thinks we dont know about him, he'll be rash, and we can catch him off guard. After we take care of him, I suggest that we take the back door out, and pray that no one saw our faces. I expect your friends over there to round about on the enemy, get behind them and do what they can, but I wouldn't count on it. By the way, I did enjoy your show; never saw one such as this, but it was interesting, to say the least. Never thought Id see the day a noble in a tavern such as this, dancing none the less. Also, we'll be taking our friend here-"
Lucius runs a finger down Rilina's right sole.
"-I doubt it wise to leave her here, and besides that, I appear to be missing some coin. Either I'll get it back, or I'll have some entertainment well worth it. Oh, and you can call me Lucius, if you do infact need a name."
It took a bit longer to explain all that than he had liked; time was hardly on their side, after all, but it didn't matter. He hoped that they didn't take him as being entirely rash, but then, so was the life of a mercenary. He had no time to waste over a petty converstaion on the weather. Ahh, he had enjoyed the show, and the relaxing life of a commoner, but it had to end sometime, he supposed. Lucius smirked at the irony in all this and undid the pin that held his cloak closed, then let his arms rest at his sides. His weapons were still out of sight, but now he could have them out in a flash if need be. The man in the back moved in anticipation, the guards approached, and the crowd, realizing a brawl was to ensue, began to stand aside. No money would be earned from this, and he wasn't even sure that he what he was doing was right; after all, he had no idea why these men wanted the woman behind him. Still, no turning back now; Lucius drew his arm forth, and pulled his hat down a bit. At least the man behind him would not be able to tell Lucius was still watching, if he did infact ever know.

 

[Hue]

Bounty Hunters Hunting!

"Nope problem," Draco whispered back to Rachel as he did a combination between sittng and kneeling on the stage. Draco just stared at the Bounty Hunters. One of them finally looked at the stage and yelled out, "Stop right there Draco." He and his companion unsheated the swords and headed towards the stage.

"What the hell," Roberta stated as she stood up hand ready to draw a throwing star, "What is he up to?"

Leave him be," Night Raptor said as he grabbed her arm, "Just watch and enjoy."

Draco jumped at the two Bounty Hunters before they could come any closer to the stage so that Rachel would remain unrecognised. Draco closelined the two BOunty Hunters and somersaulted on the floor. Draco stood up and faced the Bounty Hunters as they got up and proceeded to advance for another swipe at Draco.

"You might as well give up Draco," sneered Nesco, "You can't win against us."

"Wanna bet on that," Draco replied.

"Yeah," chimed Dresco, "Your life."

"Accepted," Draco said as he charged again. This time he grabbed the two Bounty Hunters and dragged them outside. Once outside, Draco threw Dresco and Nesco to the ground.

"Let's go get reinforcements," Dresco stated.

"Agreed," Nesco said as they turned and ran from Draco.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Draco yelled after them. Draco transformed into his dragon form and took flight. Within striking distance, Draco shouted, "The hunters have become the hunted." This caused Dresco and Nesco to look up and scream in horror. Dresco swung his sword at Draco and connecting. Draco howled in pain and fell to the ground with a thud. Dresco and Nesco stopped running, turned around and saw Draco in his human form grasping his leg from where Dresco's sword impacted.

"I don't think he'll be to much trouble now," Nesco commented, "Let's go collect him for our king."

"Agreed," Dresco replied, "Weapons ready with him now, no sense in taking unnecessary risks."

Dresco and Nesco came closer and closer to Draco, relishing in hearing him moan and groan from his injury. They collected him and took him away.

"My job is complete for now," Draco thought, "As long as Rachel remains free."

"What about Rachel?" asked Dresco.

"We'll make him tell us when we take him to the Dungeon of Despair," Nesco replied devilishly.

Meanwhile, Night Raptor was getting really red in his face.

"What's wrong?" Roberta asked.

"Draco has been captured," Night Raptor replied, "And he let himself get caught as well."

"Why is that?" Roberta asked.

"Saving Rachel from those Bounty Hunters," replied Night Raptor.

"Rachel, who's Rachel?" asked Roberta.

"Her," replied Night Raptor as he pointed to the girl who was tickling the girl in the stocks up on stage.

"I see," Roberta said.

Draco entered the Tavern a few minutes later, limping from the wound on his leg.

"Are you all right?" asked Roberta.

"I will be," replied Draco as he limped to the stage.

Once he got on stage he whispered to Rachel, "It is done." Then Draco, laid down on the stage looking up and clutching his right shin.

 

[Hue]

Draco to Lucius, "Just because I don't have any weapons visable to you doesn't mean that I don't have them." Draco pulled back his cape and robe revealing one of his 2 daggers. "But all the same, gald to know that you don't want to fight, and my name is Draco, nice to make your aquaintance Lucius."

(This event takes places prior to my earlier post, the one where Draco takes on the two Bounty Hunters. My fault for not reading ElFewja's post completely before posting my own.)

 

[ElFewja1]

(Meh, no problem. Ill just do the whole, stand back and be amazed bit.)
Lucius does the whole, stand back and is amazed, bit.
(there, now that thats done.. lol. And, yea, I did assume you had weapons, but at the moment you were unarmed, and.. etc. And, back to the whole, completly ruining the space time continuum.)
"Nice to make yours, Draco. Won't ask what you did to those two outside, and I probably don't want to know for that matter. I advise keeping it quiet, though."
(To Cassandras character.)
"The woman you're tickling, she is an apothecary, is she not? Find out if she has medicinal herbs of some sort; I don't care how you do it, but get them. And, as for our esc-"
Lucius stopped, realizing that the man had started moving. Damn him for not paying attention! Still time to take the upper hand, but it would be a bit more difficult now. No time to think on odds, though; as the man approached, blade in hand, Lucius dropped to the ground and did a sweep type kick. The brute laughed at Lucius feeble attempt, but realized too late that the sweep was meant only to throw him off guard; a quick blow to the upper throat/lower jaw region downed him fast. Stunned, not dead; at least he wouldn't face charges for his weapons. Lucius noted before he turned to the dancer and draco that the man did indeed wear the same colors as the first two, but that was of little importance now.
"We need to move. Now. Draco, if you're capable of moving with that wound, we can treat it later. If its that bad, well, whatever you did to those two... do it again. I hope to meet you again, preferbly in less of a situation. Mind you, the next time we meet, we may be enemies. Ladies, neither of you are safe here, as you can probably guess,"
He waves to the crowds quickly,
"I'll be your body guard for a while, but I do expect pay at a more suitable time. Hurry, then."
(And etc. Yea, itll take a bit to get together, but really we should *technically* be moving fast, so as guards arent alerted. If for speeds sake, my character can be controlled for such minor things as movement through the streets, and all of that; I won't mind. By the way, I hope the bard(forgot his name, sorry) and draco do join, as well as countries character; we can have a small party then, yay! =p)
*The story is finally picking up, yey!*

 

[ticklishrilina1]

Rilina just watches the goings on through eyes blurred with tears of laughter, gulping and sputtering as Luna steps up to force the mis-made concotion in to her mouth and down her throat. Some is spit out through the course of the laughter, but most makes it down.

Rilina just flops, nearing the point of exhaustion from the foot tickling already when the herbs start to kick in; she really loses it when the belly tickling starts on her newly energized tummy..at least her armpits haven't been touched.

And then Lucius tickles her right foot again, and she is back to bonkers town. She doesn't even hear the corresponding promise of rescue, she is lost in sensation.

 

[RaineSage]

"Wow, quite a happening place, this is." Raine commented, her back resting on the bar and her arms folded in front of her. She decided not to interfere with any conflicts today, she had a bad feeling about some weapons some of the interlopers were weilding. She kept her guard up, however, and darted her eyes around the scene.

 

[country]

It all happened so fast. Waylander was caught in the middle of his proposal when he saw a strange but fierce looking being begin to speak with the girl in the stocks, while also noting that the two bounty hunters were walking toward the stage, one of them holding a wanted poster. He quickly adressed the slaver. "Friend, if what I think will happen happens, one of those girls will be in your custody before this day is done. A conflict is going to break out soon, to which I will have to attend. If by chance one, or both, of those ladies should happen to be detained, I would be quite privelaged to make a purchase. You name the price, and it is done." Hearing a scuffle, Waylander turned back to see the fierce being hauling the two bounty hunters outside. Knowing the inevitable outcome of this situation, he addressed the constable. "You and I both know whats going to happen soon. I require the assistance of your finest constables. The man carrying the other two men out would also like some assistance. But your common guards, some of whom are still foolishly trying not to be too conspicuous about the fact that they are watching me, are not to be involved in this. It is in your best interests...." flashing a very large abount of money, "....that we keep this in the tavern, and keep the outside unaware. In any event, they would do best to go and help the being out front. No bounty hunting party comes in numbers equalling less than 30. Now, if you will excuse me, I will attend to the stage action, while you two make up your minds. I will return shortly."

Having said his piece, Waylander turned and headed to the rear of the stage, knowing that another wave of bounty hunters, who by now must have noticed that three of their brethren were missing, would more than likely rush the tavern. He only hoped that the fierce being would be able to handle anything that came through the front. Although, by the look of the stranger, Waylander was pretty sure that he wouldn't have problems....

 

[Hue]

Draco glances up at Lucius with a questioning look and says, "Of course I can travel with a wounded leg, I just need a certain herb in a little while to be fully healed."

Roberta and Night Raptor make their way onto the stage and help Draco to his feet.

"Muchas gracias," Draco says to them with a bow.

"Silly boy," Roberta replied.

"Your welcome lil bro," Night Raptor commented.

"Allow me to introduce Lucius to you two," Draco stated waving his hand at Lucius and doing the same when he continued the introductions, "Lucius, this is Roberta and my big brother Night Raptor."

"Nice to meet you Lucius," Roberta said.

"Likewise from me," Night Raptor commented then turned to Draco, "I see that you need some Dragon Root for your leg there Draco."

"Yes I do," Draco replied, "It is not that bad of a wound provided I get some Dragon Root."

"What does Dragon Root do?" Roberta asked.

"It advances the healing process in all half human, half dragon beings," Draco replied, "Provided that they have dragon blood flowing in their veins, and where is my Battle Axe and sword?"

"On your back," Night Raptor replied, "Invisible, like you left them."

"Quite right," Draco replied to his half brother, "Vinichi." As soon as Draco said that, his Battle Axe and sword appeared strapped on his back. Night Raptor, who was holding his Scythe at that time, said, "Let's go now, unless you want to stay a little bit longer Draco?"

"Okay," Draco stated then asked Lucius, "Do you want to come along Lucius?"

 

[country]

((This is a forwarned apology. This next scene might be a little violent and graphic to some, but it must shine through. As an avid martial artist for the majority of my life, no story or movie is complete without someone betting the crap beat out of them, or someone getting croaked.))

As expected, a group of 7 bounty hunters were coming, but not too quickly. As loud as the noise was from the tavern, they were too busy talking amongst themselves to notice. All of them seemed at least a little enibriated. Except for one. He seemed to be the leader of the group. He had one of the most interesting facial scars Waylander had ever seen. He also noticed Waylander while they were yet a little ways away...

Marlon was not happy. Junip and his two aides had been gone for some time now. Their trail was leading to Dragon's Way, as usual. He was about to once again voice the urgency with which they find their comrades, when he noticed the stranger in black. Nice chain mail, though not the heavy kind. And that cloak was something sharp. This was not a normal peasant. He wasn't even drunk, which was strange since most people at the tavern were usually half drunk even before the went inside. What was stranger still was the fact that he was coming out the back, where Junip was known to prowl around. Ignoring any reasoning and relying on his gut instinct of attack, he roused his men by drawing his short swords and issuing his usual rallying cry. "Something's amiss, boys. Kill that man and anyone with weapons and take a couple of women prisoner for questioning." With that he raced forward to meet the stranger head on....

No sooner had Waylander heard this then he raced forward. Rolling under a swipe from the leader, he unsheathed his sword from under his cloak, dismembering the second man. Since most of these men were a little on the clumsy side, he had no problem running through them. As he did so, he spun and beheaded two other men. He then dropped forward, swiping off the legs of another man. Coming up, he impaled another man, and brought his sword out, thrusting it back just in time to impale Marlon, who had been running with all his might after the stranger. Dislodging his sword from Marlon's bowels, he looked at the last man, who was petrified beyond belief at having seen his six comrades slain within a matter of a minute. Waylander held his sword up to the man's neck, slicing through his helmet strap. The man froze, knowing what was about the happen but too terrified to even attempt to do anything about it.

Waylander needed to know where the bounty hunters had set up camp, so he decided not to strike the man down yet. He simply said,"You have a camp. I want to know where it is. You can tell me and die quickly, or I can have certain friends give you years of exquisite torment. You have very little time, so decide now." The man made no hesitation. "Its about a couple hours outside of town on the eastern side. Half the time by horse." Waylander said nothing. He merely nodded and drove his sword through man's neck. He started to make his way back when he remembered something. Stopping half way, he thrust his blade downward, into the head of the legless man who was trying to crawl to the tavern, whom Waylander had just remembered not killing earlier. Cleaning his blade on the dead man's tunic, he sheathed it, and rushed back inside the tavern.

 

[cassandra1]

Seeing Draco jump off the stage to meet the two bounty hunters head-on, Rachel retreated behind the post that Rilina was chained to. Not that she was afraid of getting involved in the conflict that followed, but that she would risk exposing herself as someone who was only posing as a dancer. She continued tickling Rilina's belly until Draco returned with an injured leg, and was about to ask him if he was alright but Lucius beat her to it. The latter told her to follow him to safety as it was no longer safe to stay in the tavern. She was to bring Rilina along, though she could only guess the reasons for doing so.

As Draco rejoined his gang, Rachel heard more sounds of battle nearby. She scrambled to put her slippers on; there was no time to get her original clothes from the changing room. A swift turn of the keys lying on the floor released Rilina from the shackles and stocks. Rachel realized that the poor girl was in a weakened, exhausted state following the tickle torture she just received, so she pulled her up to her feet.

"Lead the way, Lucius." Rachel said.

(OOC: You can control my character for little things like running through the streets when it's time to get moving.)

 

[country]

Waylander rushed in to find Rachel leading an exhausted Rilina behind a group of beings, including the one who had taken out the first two bounty hunters. He knew that they were leaving, and that he must follow. As they neared the front entrance, he remembered the constable and the slaver. Eyeing them down, he signaled for them to await his return, which he was thinking about doing for some information.

Seeing that they might be running for a little bit, he waited til the group got a little distance away from the tavern before he caught up to Rachel and stopped her by grabbing onto her shoulder. She almost jumped out of her skin. This, in turn, made the entire party stop and turn to see what was going on. Knowing that a battle would ensue if he did not make himself known, he told Rachel the one thing he knew would prevent any fighting. "I am Waylander. Grey Fox sent me."



((Now I am at a standstill til I can get feed back from Cassandra, Rilina, and Hue. This would be a good time to kind of explain how my mentor knew Rachel.))

 

[cassandra1]

Grey Fox? The name was familiar to Rachel. She remembered an old man who was a friend of her mother's when she was young. Though he was old, he always carried an impressive looking sword and wielded it with as much dexterity as someone half his age. This weapon mastery was the perfect companion to his wisdom, making him the unofficial councellor for personal affairs of the royal family. Because of the trust placed in him, Thoth (Rachel's father) told him about his plan to make Rachel his tickle slave. And though Rachel eventually found out about this on her own, Grey Fox felt that she would not be able to stay away from trouble so he sent someone to find and protect her.

Rachel did not know that Grey Fox heard about her father's plan before she did. Nor was she aware that the old man had sent his disciple to find her, hence the initial shock of having a stranger tell her that Grey Fox sent him. She stopped running, gently urging the rest of the group to stop as well. "What is it?" she asked Waylander, "How do you know Grey Fox? What does he want with me?"

(OOC: I'm not sure if it would be okay to add stuff to Grey Fox's story like that.)