Pagan Gods: Of Brotherhood and War

Bjarg the Demigod:
Bjarg travels via the Divine Conduits to the Lodge and finds the fires already roaring, the warm honey mead flowing, and the feast set out on the tables.

Greetings everyone!

Madison Jones:
I enter this realm again, appearing by the fire in amber light similar to that of the burning flames. "Greetings all."

Jake English:
*Appears shortly, wisps of smoky white light disappearing around him.* Evening gentlemen.

Madison Jones:
I pull back the hood of my hoodie, dropping the backpack. "I brought something good to drink this time." I smile.

Dani J:
I got a letter for a party?

Madison Jones:
"Hey there Dani... I mean Jyansei." I smile while holding my hands up to the heat of the fire.

Bjarg the Demigod:
You have found it Dani J

Dani J:
Bows to all present. “Greetings. Sorry I haven’t helped the fighting much, I’m trying to use my abilities to restore the forest.”

Madison Jones:
"So... How is everyone?" I say trying to start idle conversation.

Dani J:
“I’m doing alright, how about you Madison?”

Madison Jones:
"I'm doing okay. Still planning to head out to Lumen's Temple, either tomorrow or the day after. After doing some more research and thinking... I'm expecting to find something very grim there." I trail off on a downer note.

Jake English:
How grim are we talking here exactly...?

Madison Jones:
"According to Bjarg, there was once a population of Wolves here in this land. When I first came here, he asked if I had interest in populating it and starting a pack. I started looking for traces, but outside of the ones that left for the Blue Peaks some time ago, I could find nothing. When I received Lumen's blessing weeks ago... he told me that the Wolves worshiped him."

I raise a hand towards the fire to create an image in the flames to help illustrate my narration. "Lumen is the Moon God and he has a brother, the Sun God. The struggle for control every now and then. Lumen recently regained control allowing the age of the Moon to shine through." I gesture to Cold Moon above us, "His brother at some point did take control though. It is my belief that the Wolves of this land became trapped in Lumen's temple when that change happened... and died out. The temple only appears now under Moonlight. I imagine when I go there, I will find the remains of the pack that once roamed here."

"Of course there is heavy speculation here on my end. I suppose only Lumen or maybe Dahvin knows for sure. Perhaps Rawul knows some as well."

Jake English:
Argh, why is it that so often when an adventure comes my way there's something that crops up that another of my colleagues would be well placed to lend a helping hand for the occasion? *Throat Clear before he explains himself.* I... may know a lass who would be able to raise the dead wolves.

Madison Jones:
"I fear if they died in such conditions as I outlined... and with the abundance of mana in this land... they may have already risen in the temple. Won't know until I go though. Wouldn't mind company."

Dani J:
“I could tag along with you.” The little warrior says as he had been beside the two listening to everything all along.

Madison Jones:
"Depending on how the night plays out, we will see. I fear we will need that source of Holy Mana sooner than later for enchanting weapons."

Jake English:
No better time than now, while the moon is still around its fullness. And so close to the solstice too.

Madison Jones:
"Yes, and I notice a lot of my friends have more time now too with the holiday." I grin.

Rawul Saturnus:
I walk upright, strong enjoying the cool shine of the moonlight... and see Jake English: and MadisonJones and the new one to me DaniJ

Madison Jones:
"Rawul!" I smile.

Jake English:
Evening sir.

Rawul Saturnus:
Smiles in return, grips you in great hug and warm friendship

Dani J:
A bear?

Rawul Saturnus:
I am wolfen. Rawul Saturnus

Madison Jones:
"It's been a couple weeks since I visited the Blue Peaks. Happy you could join us tonight."

Jake English:
A name almost like a growl, guttural, throaty.

Dani J:
“Oh, sorry for my confusion. I’m not used to this realm’s animal life.”

Rawul Saturnus:
"I answered an invite from BjargtheDemigod. He called the kindred together. You are well DaniJ. And how do you find the Grove of the Pagan Gods?"

Bjarg the Demigod:
"Welcome, Rawul! It is good to see you here !"

Dani J:
“I’m still getting used to this realm… Glad I can be of assistance to all.” I pause moving closer to the huge wolf giving him a bow. “I’m Jyansei, the last master of the Hongmoon clan. But you may call me Jyan.”

Madison Jones:
"Oh, I didn't realize you were the last member..."

Rawul Saturnus:
"Well met. Only the worthy find their way in, you are great among mortals."

Dani J:
“It’s a sad tale Madison.”

Garras:
*arrives to throw a branch of pine into the fire* well met brothers.

Jake English:
Evening sir bear.

Madison Jones:
"Greetings Sacred Bear."

Dani J:
Bows to the sacred bear, awaiting his permission to raise my head.

Fenrich:
*also arrives, carrying clay jars which hold steaming cider to be placed out for the taking*

Bjarg the Demigod:
"Evening, Bear Brother!"

Bjarg the Demigod:
"And Fenrich!"

Garras:
*smiles and nods at both bjarg and the others before placing a hand on Dani's shoulder*

Achlys:
*wanders in, vaguely wearing shades, somewhat hungover already

Madison Jones:
"Achlys:..."

Bjarg the Demigod:
"And more mead for our guest Achlys:!"

Rawul Saturnus:
"Garras!"

Jake English:
Bear, bear, wolf, man, god, silent bull...

Fenrich:
*smiling quietly, supping the hot cider for a cold night*

Dani J:
I raise my head slowly when I feel the bear touch on my shoulder. “It’s a great honor to be in your presence, Sacred Bear.”

Rawul Saturnus:
Nods to Fenrich and Achlys:

Achlys:
Oh, excellent... mead... maybe with a twist of lemon?

Madison Jones:
"I actually brought something a little heavier than Mead Bjarg." I pull out one of the few bottles of Bärenjäger, a more alcoholic version of the mead we are familiar with.

Rawul Saturnus:
eyes wide with approval

Madison Jones:
I offer a glass to Achlys:. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you."

Achlys:
*looks the other way, lifting the glass for a sip... signifies appreciation, looks briefly at MadisonJones

Garras:
*smiling as he cups Dani's cheek* the honor is mine, to be in the presence of such warm cheer.

Bjarg the Demigod:
"Actually, we happen to have a lemon courtesy of Awen's sister lemon tree.

Dani J:
Garras’s touch on my cheek makes me blush slightly. “Can I get you anything?”

Garras:
"A little of Maddy's mead to warm the belly. Until the dancing begins."

Rawul Saturnus:
brings cider and salt bread to the table

Achlys:
*looks at the bear and hopes for a dance, maybe a sarabande

Dani J:
I walk to get some of Maddy’s mead and I return to Garras with some. “Here you go.” I hand it to him with a smile.

Achlys:
to dance with fog... is beautiful

Madison Jones:
"Please, help yourselves."

Garras:
*accepts gratefully and sips, savoring the taste*

Dani J:
I bow to Garras again before stepping away to climb a nearby tree, watching the others from above, while I sit on a branch.

Jake English:
*Leans in to cast a few aromatic herbs into the fire, to perform the space within the lodge for the season...*

Achlys:
*waves Jake English:

Jake English:
*Eyes widen, adam's apple bobbing as he swallows hard. Quiet wave.* Evening ma'am. I uh. Don't think we have been introduced yet.

Achlys:
*looks over the top of her shades at the cute island boy

Jake English:
*Gulp.* Erm. The name is English maam. Jake English. Relative newcomer to this neck of the woods i'd say. At least in comparison to many other folks around here.

Achlys:
Well we're all friends tonight... *gestures upward and a finger of fog floats in the moonlight

Madison Jones:
I look up to Cold Moon with a smile as I see the beautiful halo effect caused by the fog.

Bjarg the Demigod:
The beginning of the massive outdoor fire ...

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Garras:
Can't help but be drawn outside the lodge, to gaze on the fire and be warmed in its light.

Madison Jones:
I continue to stay warm next to the growing fire. "This is beautiful, like much of this land."

Fenrich:
Taking a moment to retrieve his pipes and nod at all present before heading out as well.

Rawul Saturnus:
*Aat fireside watching the stars.*

Achlys:
*goes outside as well, breathing in the cool air and exhaling fog

Jake English:
Aurora away from the poles...

Achlys:
*leans to ask Jake English: "who's the quiet bear? with red background ... strong, silent type?"

Jake English: I know little of that particular bear. Truth be told i have hardly ever spoken to him though i wish i could at some point.

Madison Jones:
I scoot move closer to Rawul hoping to share the fire alongside him. "It's good to see you again."

Rawul Saturnus:
*'warm smile for MadisonJones', huge arms cups him to my side*

minotaur21560:
*steps onto the porch, nursing a cup of mead, watching all the goings on, nods to those gathered there, both friend and foe

Madison Jones:
I nod to the General.

minotaur21560:
*salutes MadisonJones

Rawul Saturnus:
as if an error was noticed, I stand and walk to the table, pour a chalice of my cider and bring it to Achlys:... and a ripped handful of bread

Achlys:
"thank you, gallant wolf"

Rawul Saturnus:
smile... after a proper bow resume my seat

Achlys:
https://youtu.be/N0DYGmY9Sg

something slow to start

Garras:
Smiles at the general as he slowly starts to stretch, his sable pelt aglow, illuminated by the warm orange ochred tones of the fire, his arms slowly swaying back and forth. Shoulders undulating, chest thrust out upon retraction, eyes half lidded as he smoothly hunks down to stretch his legs, the balls of his feet poised to balance, before extending his left leg. Resting it on its heel, his elbows perched upon his knees as he subtly bobs to the tune, shoulders slightly hunched and then smoothly rocking to the opposite legs stretch as he curls his fingers into fists only to release them once more.

Achlys:
and a tendril tends toward the bear yet vague, floats, corruscates with an exhalation, a fragrance, forgotten yet also remembered... this is the depth of the night, the depth of the year… the silence brings out others

Fenrich:
Picking up his pipes to add long smooth tones to fill out the dainty notes, this low humming whisper of melodious wind.

Madison Jones:
"Well if it is conversation we need, perhaps we could all offer a statement of what we all value about this lush land? We all reside here, so there must be something we love about it? I can begin.

“I value the untainted beauty of this land for the one I come from is being ruined by human civilization. Such a land deserves protection."

Rawul Saturnus:
''takes the hand of MadisonJones... points to the horizon... The tailstar... next to venus... it comes."

Achlys:

• lost in the 2nd sarabande...

What the fog knows suddenly - that winter should be celebrated quietly, the way snow falls as a deadening blanket

Jake English:
A comet... always seen as a herald of something to come... oftentimes feared as an ill omen otherwise. At this time of year all the more apt methinks.

Achlys:
and chiaroscuro, a thousand miles of monochrome

Garras:
The bear thinks for a moment as he slowly leans back until he's sitting. His left leg folded to his right, reaching out to grip his right toes with his hand, hunkered and quad straining from the stretch. "I value this place, because it is my home. I fight, because fighting is the language that I speak when words are not enough.. For me." The bear creases his stormy brows and swaps legs, grunting as he limbers up. "But here, the land has never spoken yet it speaks to me and I aspire to someday carry that same level of majesty. I am imperfect, but this land is not. I am forever enraptures by the paradox of my being. And so, I am home. And it is good to be home, with my brothers. My sisters. My family."

minotaur21560:
The General is moved by this speech, steps towards the bear, quietly sits beside him but does not say anything, listening to the quiet music gradually warming up

Bjarg the Demigod:
Bjarg raises his horn of mead "Exactly, Brother Bear. Well spoken. We should all drink to that."

minotaur21560:
*raises a glass to Bjarg, eyes crease in a smile

Madison Jones:
I raise my cup and take a drink nodding to the sentiment.

Bjarg the Demigod:
Achlys: makes a good point about celebrating Winter quietly. But tonight at the advdent of the season, we do not go quietly into the night!"

Rawul Saturnus:
Drink to Bjarg and Garras' words

Garras:
Gets up to his feet and extends a furry paw to Madison, a small warm smile creasing his grizzled muzzle, that single dark brown eye searching Maddy's face. "Would you like to dance with me?"

Madison Jones:
"I would be honored." I take the Sacred Bears hand and let's him take lead.

Achlys:
*sends a gentle puff of fog to enclose the bear and his magician friend

Rawul Saturnus:
jaw slowly drops!... beautiful dance

Garras:
The fog is winding and binding but his fingers enclose with Madisons as he pulls the manling back a step before raising his arm and turning him slowly so that he is pressed back to the bear's chest, the subtle thump of an anvil for a breath and then turns before spinning, unfurling the one armed embrace to send the fog rippling out, fire light gleaming as the beast extends out a moment before pressing hands to Madison's belly and uplifting him overhead, the slow rise of forearms and biceps tensing only to slowly let them back down as the fog settles at their feet before lowering him back down, forehead to forehead, eyes half lidded in a slow waltz, his open palm resting upon the small of Madison's back, the fire softly crackling in the background.

Madison Jones:
I add to the display of our majestic dance, my internal light causing a light amber afterimage to trail behind the motions of my dance partner and I. A smile on my face as the fog swirls around us, my movements match best I can that of the Sacred Bear, my movements staggered due to my inexperience with traditional dancing.

Rawul Saturnus:
song of my Mountain

Garras:
The bear is slow and guiding, quietly emphasizing the patterns. This simply square in slow turning circles. It does not take long to get the hang of these things and the bear uses his bracing to help stabilize your steps, the subtle flex of forearm turning these almost stagger stumbles into the next flowing step until it feels like second nature, or first nature refined, this polishing, this smoothing. This rounding until he parts with Madison and chuckles with a small wave.

Madison Jones:
I offer a bow to my dance partner along with another smile, then back away from the center of the attention, now turning to look at the new visitor amongst us.

minotaur21560:
*notices a pale bear, silent on the edge of the clearing Mosk the Ghost Bear

Mosk the Ghost Bear:
As by Legend, the Ghost Bear, Mosk, appears out of nowhere. He is born again on the Winter Solstice. He looks around the Lodge taking in the various beings.

Rawul Saturnus:
I bow my head and send in thought to all kindred present - the song from the Mountain

minotaur21560:
*salutes the wolf, acknowledging the depth of his feeling and his soul

Madison Jones:
I offer a bow to the new bear among us given birth by the Solstice, and then offer a cup of Bärenjäger to him as a sign of friendship.

Garras:
*nods to Mosk and raises a horn of mead in hale and greeting before drinking deeply from his vessel*

minotaur21560:
offer a wistful wintry song

Bjarg the Demigod:
Nods to Madison and Garras seeing that there are other kindred bears in the room.

minotaur21560:
the ghost bear is beautiful

Rawul Saturnus: Yes Beautiful

Bjarg the Demigod:
*Looks at the new arrival to the Forest. "I have not seen you before. But you are welcome."

Garras:
*he chuckles softly* i don't think I've ever been in the presence of so many bears. Its.. nice."

Bjarg the Demigod:
"Garras and Fenrich, make the new arrival feel at home, if you will."

Achlys:
the season they usually sleep or are quiet in and yet they honor us with their presence

Madison Jones:
"The more fur, the better I say." I offer with a guilty grin.

Jake English:
Three bears, a wolf, a bull, many men, a demigod, the lady of the mists...
Madison Jones: "Two wolves Jake, I do not hide my other form in these lands. Though I plan to stay human tonight."

Jake English:
Mmmm. One wonders whether the wolf lord himself will grace our gathering with his presence...

Mosk the Ghost Bear:
Mosk looks at the demigod, "Thank you, this is all new to me, as I start my journey born again at this Winter Solstice."

Achlys:
Should we not offer the white bear a drink? some fog essence in a glass? an old fashioned in a jar?

Madison Jones:
"Ah, but I already have." I again offer the cup of Bärenjäger to MosktheGhostBear.

Achlys:
ah yes, good for you, MadisonJones

Jake English:
Erm. Madison. The name of that drink seems to have unfortunate implications.

Madison Jones:
"Yes... hindsight and all. I merely intended to bring a more refined version of the mead we normally consume." I take a drink.

Bjarg the Demigod:
"Of course. Mead and food for the new Bear, he must be starved after his journey here." Moves to the cabinet, pulls out a new horn and fills it with honey mead. Presenting it to Mosk, "Help yourself to the feast."

minotaur21560:
Oh... here's the gumshoe...

Mike Broward:
walking into the fire circle... feeling strangely human but respectfully answering the invitation... walks in with a growler of Lambec

Jake English:
Sir mike! A pleasure to see you here of all places.

Mike Broward:
"Minot..." walks up to the Warrior I know and hugs

minotaur21560:
*hugs back, a deep hug

Madison Jones:
I look surprised to see Mike here as well. "Greeting, I'm afraid I didn't bring any scotch my friend."

Mike Broward:
deep moment of respect with the Mazekeeper and General. "Hey Jake… I brought my own. Had to depart from habits Madison... respectfully." with that Bows to BjargtheDemigod

Achlys:
*looks over the top of sunglasses to give a long glance MikeBroward

Mike Broward:
bows to the Dark Lady Achlys:

Mosk the Ghost Bear:
"Thank you all. All these different drinks. I have not seen such a selection in a long time."

Rawul Saturnus:
Arches an eye to the new human

minotaur21560:
*brings a small cup of a select distillation - red and psychotropically active, places it carefully, like an offering before MosktheGhostBear

Jake English:
Maze keeper.

minotaur21560:
*winks Jake English: and helps MikeBroward off with his shirt

Mosk the Ghost Bear:
"Thank you minotaur. This looks special."

Mike Broward:
chuckles at Minotaur

minotaur21560:
yes, there's a small distillery near the lake... it's a favorite that i like to drink with certain... friends

Mike Broward:
''strips down... Our little ritual..."

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Jake English:
An impressive build sir mike.

Achlys:
the right way for him to celebrate...

Mike Broward:
"Helps me drop the human world and feel this one better."

minotaur21560:
*puts an arm over Mike's shoulder

Mike Broward:
huge grin

Jake English:
You should ditch shirt more often in my inexpert opinion.

Mike Broward: laughs Jake English:

Rawul Saturnus:
''smiles MikeBroward. That is an achievement Mike the seeker."

MikeBroward "We should speak soon. I will find you."

Mike Broward: nods Rawul Saturnus:

Madison Jones:
I watch with a smile as I see Mike's bare form merely taking this scene in quietly.

Jake English:
Perhaps we ought to lavish sir mike in the oil befitting an athlete in appreciation of his physique...

Bjarg the Demigod:
Bjarg walks over to Broward and extends his hand, "Welcome! I'm glad you could join us."

Garras:
The bear had slipped off before arriving back to offer the great bear a great number of offerings. Smoked salmon, in large quantities to help aid and abet the hardships of such long sighted travel. A couple of small jars of spring's promise, the jellied preserves of blueberries and huckleberry. A small jar of honey, that is well known to be the succor of the beast, and a small token of his own protection, as best he can provide to a brother bear, this leather thong thin and weathered, but bearing one of his own thick blunted claws as well as a smaller sharper one from his brother, that his brother knows he does not travel alone.

Mike Broward:
"Humble thank you..." gawks at the feast Garras brought

minotaur21560:
The Bear's beautiful spread - sign of his excellent nordic good taste.

Rawul Saturnus:
not wasting time, going to enjoy... pouring some beer for the Bear Garras

Mike Broward:
Following the wolf to the food

Madison Jones:
I join the gathering at the food taking in the sights and smells. "I didn't realize you visited these lands Mike. I guess you go where you need to go."

Garras:
Helping apply the necklace to Mosk's neck before receiving his beer and nuzzling Rawuls nose in thanks before sipping.

Achlys:
pushes shades down her nose to view indulgently this kindness exchanged between bears and wolves...

Mike Broward:
grab my other gift for the night... moving behind BjargtheDemigod ... massage oil of cedar and Bay rum "May I relax your shoulders?" BjargtheDemigod

Mosk the Ghost Bear:
Mosk is overwhelmed by the display of brotherly love which Garras offers in his gifts. "Thank you" he almost stutters as he looks around at the exotic foods. But what makes a lump in his throat are the claws. He hugs Garras as only two bears can, forehead to forehead, then bows in respect.

Rawul Saturnus:
Holds MadisonJones closely....

Mosk the Ghost Bear:
"Please sample these foods that Garras has presented on this special night."

Madison Jones:
I nuzzle Rawul Saturnus: in his grasp.

Rawul Saturnus:
squeezing MadisonJones to my chest

Fenrich:
Fen smiles a slow small smile. "We thank you for your journey every year Mosk. My brother did not recognize you before tonight, but I do. It is an honor to be graced by your presence. May you never walk truly alone brother."

Achlys:
sits down at fog piano....
https://youtu.be/EkGyRLUPI

Bjarg the Demigod:
Bjarg sensing a presence behind him turns to see Broward holding cedar oil and rum. "Yes, that is a very welcome offer. Maintaining large gatherings like this can be stressful. I appreciate the offer."

Mike Broward:
Oiling my hands, my warm muscle against yours... rubbing those thick shoulders… Neck and shoulders

Jake English:
Behold, sir mike reveres the demigod with oil for a champion.

Achlys:
*tiny sprinkle of snowflakes falls instantly melting as they reach the glow of the fire

Madison Jones:
"Beautiful." I say looking at the fluttering of white snow. "This is rare where I come from."

Mike Broward:
Rubbing the thick body of the Demigod.

Mosk the Ghost Bear:
"It is my duty Fenrich. This time I will remain in the Forest because there is a need. And thank you for your support and that of your brother. We will travel together."

Garras:
Nods in understanding.

Achlys:
*coughs a smoker's cough at the mention of "a need" then waves hand in front of mouth as if batting it away

Mosk the Ghost Bear:
But tonight we do not talk of need and what may be on the horizon. Tonight I appear to celebrate with the rest of you. To drink and eat and dance..

Garras:
The bear smiles as he ambles over to Achlys:. "Mosk speaks truth. Perhaps a dance will ameliorate your wounded heart."

Rawul Saturnus:
smiles at the bear's words....

Madison Jones:
I take a deep breath and finish a drink of the mead, then move to Achlys:. "In a act of friendship, would you like to dance, dear Mistress of the Mists?" I offer my hand with a smile.

Achlys:
ahh... yes....

Rawul Saturnus:
bigger smile!

Achlys: But I am besieged by dance partners, unless this is a trio dance, what is a Fog Gurrl to do?

Rawul Saturnus:
"Float."

Achlys:
There is a special song... the Bear knows it...

Madison Jones: I smile as I take your hand and offer a gentle bow, and then begin to dance gently swaying, spinning back and forth in a mutual exchange of motion. I again add an amber afterimage to us as we dance, which illuminates the fog splendidly all while flakes of snow fall around us soon melting before they touch the ground.

Achlys:
the snow, the fog magical and the firelight the soft sparkle of the music

Madison Jones:
Finishing the dance with the Lady Achlys:, I again bow and back away.

Achlys:
Delicately bows back to MadisonJones

Bjarg the Demigod:
Bjarg moans quietly as Broward massages his shoulder. "Keep it up, Broward, and I will put you on my personal staff as chief physical therapist in addition to your other talents."

minotaur21560:
*looks forward to a title bestowed on the gumshoe "Masseur and Aide to Demigod"

Mike Broward:
Beaming at the compliment... looking minotaur21560: with that 'look Dad, I'm doing it' kid happy face.

Mike Broward:
"Thank you sir. It would be my pleasure..." Working Bjarg's thick back now

minotaur21560:
*checks log for the incredibly swollen number of the god's personal staff, a number like to that of the stars themselves

Mike Broward:
BEAMING SMILE

Bjarg the Demigod:

• a number already dwarfed by those men and beast which the General has pleasured or had pleasure him .. one way or another.

Mike Broward:
reaching around and massaging Bjarg's thick pecs

Garras:
And just as smoothly sliding beside Achlys: to slowly press the small of her back forward before using his other hand to press the palm of his hand to her throat, leaning her back until he cusps her head betwist his claws smiling that indulgently fanged grin.. Leaning down to gently kiss her forehead and then slowly pulls her upright, swaying behind her, his arms enfolded about her waist as his shoulders twist and torque, shifting her from side to side, his grizzled muzzle pressing lips to her neck for a breath's moment before feeling her begin to slip as she does, and rounds in front, that dark brown eye gleaming as curls of silver smoky mist trail about, curling up around his uppertorso, a mantle of white hovering over his ebon form.

Achlys:
Bear who dances a dream, a wisp of bear smoke to the soft sweet music

Achlys:
an arabesque, twinkling fog feet

Madison Jones:
I watch the display of the dance with much amazement... Then glance to the massage of Mike and Bjarg with a light hint of arousal.

Achlys:
*opens mouth in a stylized manner recalling the goddess of death. kicks up a heel

Rawul Saturnus:
MadisonJones "He loves Bjarg... like he's never known such a man god could exist..."

Jake English:
Cedar oil... fragrant to be sure. Perhaps... *Another flagon procured for mikes use -- olive oil, hallowed for the anointing of kings, priests, emperors, and athletes alike*

Achlys:
*whispers sweet nothings to the bear "The one with towers on his six heads and javelins in his fourteen arms is the prince of armies, the devouring Fire."

Mike Broward:
Looks surprised at the offering..." Thanks Jake..." comes before Bjarg, kneels and uses the new oil for his feet

Bjarg the Demigod:
"General, I'm sure I pay you enough to augment your own personal staff. Perhaps you can hire the Archer as a masseur and aide."

minotaur21560:
"Who am I to begrudge a god, especially on such a night under a falling curtain of snowflakes?"

Mike Broward:
"I can help the general too... my pleasure. Rubbing Bjarg's feet up his thick calves to his great legs''

minotaur21560:
yes, we miss him and think of him

Madison Jones:
"If there is enough oil, Page of Hope, perhaps you would share some with your friend?" I smile at the idea of glowing like a god at least for this night.

minotaur21560:
*winks fondly at the both of them

Jake English:
*Grinning at Madison as another flask is procured, nodding at the maze keeper.* Two to give Madison a rubdown?

Bjarg the Demigod:
"All this attention for a mere demigod ... Dahvin is the one who deserves the attention tonight, but alas."

Jake English:
Should we be concerned regarding his wherabouts?

Mike Broward:
looking up..."Where is he? Did something happen?"

Bjarg the Demigod:
"Perhaps we should all get naked and have a group massage party."

Mike Broward:
nodding....

minotaur21560:
including the bears in the massage party

Madison Jones:
"I had hoped he would be making an appearance. He is a busy God after all." I begin to remove my garments so I may be anointed, casting a playful glance at Jake English: as I do.

minotaur21560:
i step over to help...

Jake English:
*A quiet grin as callused hands are oiled up for the occasion, eyes raking over Madison's impressive physique.*

minotaur21560:
not needing to remove much clothing... and of course i wouldn't remove the cords...

Madison Jones:
I look eye to eye with the General, a closer friend now after certain... shared fantasies. I reach out one hand to embrace him with public affection.

Rawul Saturnus:
a shooting star streaks across the eastern sky....

minotaur21560:
and I put a firm hand on the mage... always eager to help him in his... explorations

Jake English:
*Callused, oiled hands meander over Madison's arms, squeezing, getting a blatant feel for those muscles as they roam over them, trailing back up to his shoulders.*

Madison Jones:
The touch of Jake English causes me to impulsively nuzzle him with affection, and a suppressed laugh as he trails his fingers over some sensitive spots.

minotaur21560:
works on Maddy's back as he gets carried away with Jake

Rawul Saturnus:
quietly standing... leaving to the North.... the star calls me back home

Achlys:
the wolf is sweet...

Madison Jones:
"He has proven to be a friend for me when things were hard, Achlys:..."

Garras:
Finishing dancing with Achlys: after the chant came on, this wild stomping gesticulating tribal bring a genuine smile and a howl of laughter from the bear until he gets pulled away waving fingers at Achlys:, at the time, with a grin and a twinkle in his eye*

Mike Broward:
"He's quiet... I think I have to go north soon... we'll talk..." returning to working on Bjarg

Jake English:
*Hands roaming over Madison's collarbone, back over his shoulder blades, over his traps and down his lats...*

Madison Jones:
"It is a dangerous trip Mike. I've made one myself."

Achlys:
the celebrants carried away with the moment and the celebration

Garras:
"Rawul is a strong tree on a snow coated mountain. We wish him well."

Mike Broward:
"Well said."

Bjarg the Demigod:
"Farewell Rawul. Safe travels. Come back when you can."

Madison Jones:
As the coating of my body continues, I turn toward minotaur21560: with a devilish grin. "You're next General, then perhaps we should anoint Jake together."

Jake English:
*Oil poured right over Madison's body, cascading in streams down his head, dripping and trickling for wandering hands to smooth all over his head and neck, his shoulders and back...*

Jake English:
*Rough but gentle hands almost silently asking for permission to go lower, to make Madison's ass gleam as if polished...*

Bjarg the Demigod:
Bjarg looks over and sees another newcomer. "Who is this handsome manling that just arrived?"

Mike Broward:
my hands move up Bjarg's legs, a moment of courage, my oiled right hand strokes your cock as I kneel before you... slowly stroking it to serious life...

Madison Jones:
A kind smile of appreciation crosses to my friend the Page of Hope, nodding as I hope he continues as he sees fit.

Bjarg the Demigod:
"Come and introduce yourself! he shouts to Iron Hammer

Garras:
"I think you have a predator right in front of you to be concerned with Bjarg" *slight toothy grin*

Jake English:
*Those hands take hold of Madison's ass, kneading, squeezing at them...*

Mike Broward: leaving Bjarg to host... time will come

Madison Jones:
"I should warn you Mike about Bjargs... essence. It is very potent." I blush remembering the events of Harvest Moon.

Bjarg the Demigod:
"Oh? What predator might that be?"

Mike Broward:
blushes

Iron Hammer:
Walking from the edge of the forest into the light, joining the group. "Ah, thank you Bjarg. It's been some time since I've seen traditions like this. I'm known as Iron Hammer in the mortal realm. But you can all call me Herc."

Madison Jones:
"I believe Herc has entirely too little oil on his body. We should fix that soon."

Mike Broward:
chuckles

Jake English:
Salutations sir herc. *Looking up from where he crouches as he moves to oil Madison's thighs and calves with deep, kneading passes of his rough hands.*

Bjarg the Demigod:
"Well thank you for scaring him away, Mr Magician. It's only potent to those for whom it is given or delivered with intention."

Mike Broward:
"I am not worried... Potent is good...."

Iron Hammer:
"It's a pleasure, truly. The energy here is refreshing and invigorating."

Madison Jones:
I cast an apologetic eye towards Bjarg.

Jake English:
*Getting up now to pour more oil, this time over madisons chest, watching it trail lazily down over pecs and abs...*

Garras:
Greetings herc *slow toothy grin*

Bjarg the Demigod:
"You of course wouldn't know anything about that would you Mr Magician."

Mike Broward:
nods the amazing IronHammer

Bjarg the Demigod:
"Iron Hammer, we are all friends here tonight, even those with whom we would not ordinarily feast and drink."

Madison Jones:
My apologetic glance toward Bjarg changes to one of a devilish grin... then a moment of joy later as my friend Jake hones in on my core. I begin to swell in anticipation.

Iron Hammer:
"Is that so? Then it is truly a special place here tonight." Grins back at Garras

Mosk the Ghost Bear:
Mosk looks at Fenrich, "Care to get oiled up with a good massage."

Fenrich: He looks up in surprise, a deer in headlights.

Jake English:
*Callused hands meander over Madison's pecs, fingers daring to brush teasingly over his nipples.*

Madison Jones:
My hand strokes my friend's hair. "Why do I always seem to end up naked in front of you Jake?" I ask with a smile.

Mosk the Ghost Bear:
"Yes, Fenrich?"

Jake English:
Because perhaps I'm just that much of a troublemaker and you are well suited to grappling in the greek manner? *Teasing as he leans into Madison's hand, fingers flicking, slowly circling the magician's nipples.*

Madison Jones:
The pecs of the Magician's chest begin to bounce, the nipples dancing playfully for my friend's amusement.

Garras:
"He's uh. Not used to.. Attention Mosk." *smiling amusedly*

Jake English:
*A gentle pinch, slow rolling of the sensitive spots between his fingers as he tugs, releases... then flicks over them back and forth, nice and slow.*

Bjarg the Demigod:
*Noting the rise in sexual energy ... all is as it should be ... all is good on this the longest night of the year.

Bjarg the Demigod:
*leans into Broward again.

Mike Broward:
Hand back on Bjarg's cock stroking him slowly....

Mike Broward:
slowly rubbing my beard stubble over the head of Bjarg's cock

Bjarg the Demigod:
*moans, growls, repeat

Mike Broward:
Stroking and priming that stick with my chin and few times.... then swallows Bjarg's cock into hot wet heaven

Jake English:
Oh wow that is... impressive.

Iron Hammer:
The sexual energy is tangible, its effects clear as I start to feel them as well. "Impressive indeed."

Madison Jones:
I grin watching the display of Bjarg's worship.

minotaur21560:
Mmmm *nods IronHammer herc excuse me drifted off there for a moment

Jake English:
Apparently the sight of Madison all oiled up and polished made the maze keeper lose track of time.

minotaur21560:
*nods Jake English:

Jake English:
Must be an unconscious hypnotic enchantment our magician friend seems to be pulling off.

Madison Jones:
"A bedazzling spell perhaps, capable of great distraction..."

Bjarg the Demigod:
*pondering what effect his "essence" might have on this mortal and his quest to seek and find.

minotaur21560:
*to Bjarg* "Let me know if you need any help"

Mike Broward:
hands on Bjarg's legs and cupping his ass to work his shaft and treat his cock head to the best glory I can. "He needs a kiss...."

Mike Broward:
Back to Bjarg's cock

TobiasK:
I hear there's a celebration going on....

Madison Jones:
"Tobias." I say with a smile as I stand naked and being oiled by the Page of Hope Jake, and the General Minotaur.

Jake English:
Tobias!!

Bjarg the Demigod:
Bjarg opens his eyes as he hears Tobias' voice. "Welcome, Tobias, you are just in time."

TobiasK:
Oh, there's oil....

minotaur21560:
*bows TobiasK

Mike Broward:
working Bjarg's cock... waves at T

TobiasK:
"Are we paying the Demigod homage or is this for all to enjoy each other?"

Mike Broward:
"I am..." back to it

Iron Hammer:
"Hey there, Tobias," I offer a friendly nod

TobiasK:
In time for what, Bjarg. Oh, I see.

Mike Broward:
On my knees sending Bjarg to oral heaven

Iron Hammer: "It's for all, Tobias. The night of the Winter Solstice, and they're getting into the festivities."

Achlys: *winks at IronHammer and sends a tendril of special drugged fog in his direction

TobiasK: "Bjarg, I pay Solstice honor to the Demigod..."

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Jake English:
*Busily trying to get madison hard and horny just from messing with his nipples -- stroking, flicking, tweaking, pinching, tugging...*

Madison Jones:
*Oh your actions work well Page of Hope, but this Magician has always needed a little help when it comes to wand use.*

Jake English:
*Hands trailing down over Madison's abs, tracing over them, teasing them -- meandering down to his pubes and oh-- callused palm closing around the shaft of his prick, oiled hand slowly stroking once, twice... nice and slow...*

minotaur21560:
*puts a hand on the Islander's shoulder, encouraging him

Madison Jones:
I close my eyes as my oiled anointment comes towards its climax. "Position... me towards... the flame." I say with deeper breaths as the Page works his hands. "We need... to oil... Tobias.... AS...AP..." I say through huffed breaths.

Mike Broward:
Mrrfff!....chuckles

Iron Hammer:
The tendril takes me a bit by surprise, as I moan a bit, feeling the effects of it.

Jake English:
*Quietly moves to position Madison so he faces the fire, cupping his balls as the page begins to stroke the magician off firm and steady now.*

Mike Broward:
Sucking and caressing Bjarg hand on those amazing legs, gripping his balls, working to get to the prize

Madison Jones:
As the Page of Hope works his own magic, moments later an expulsion of my magical essence spurts forth into the flame, causing it to ERUPT bright with amber light... calming shortly after. All while the Magician takes heavy breaths holding the Page's shoulders.

Achlys:
*enjoyed the flare of light from the magician, continues to watch MikeBroward

Jake English:
Oh wow look at that... aw yeah look at that madison, there's a good man. *Grinning at the sight of that climax, grip tightening to work every last drop out and really make sure he feels the full intensity of a good hard climax.* Shucks you earned that didnt you? Must've been all pent up there…

Madison Jones:
"Thank Jake... let us... anoint the General... Next..." I move behind him and start rubbing Minotaur's back.

minotaur21560:
*Stretches into the touch

Mosk the Ghost Bear:
"Tobias, I am not the center of attention tonight ... this is for all to enjoy each other."

Mike Broward:
hand dipping in the oil gifted to me by the Page of Hope... laying Bjarg back more and running my hand under and touching his hole, threading a ring of crazy sensation adding to the work on his cock

TobiasK:
"I only meant to present an offering to our host"

Jake English:
In all truth tobias that is an impressive offering to present...

minotaur21560:
we all seem in each other's pockets on this the longest night

Madison Jones:
"The tribute of Tobias is much appreciated." I say while oiling up my hands, followed by broad strokes up and down the back of the General.

minotaur21560:
The General's arms go back, stretching the muscles

Jake English:
I will let you take the lead here for a bit madison. Not that I do not wish to lavish appreciation on the maze keeper but i should like to hang back to watch for a while.

Bjarg the Demigod:
"Oh, and Mr. Magician, you're welcome. I noticed your climax was even more spectacular that it once was. We both know the reason for that, don't we?"

minotaur21560:
*looks at the magician "what does he mean, Mage?"

Iron Hammer:
Deciding to join in, dipping my hands in the oil as I being to work and massage the arms he's stretching

minotaur21560:
*looks up, feels the newcomer's touch...enjoys it

Mike Broward:
IronHammerdistracting even me

Madison Jones:
"At one point General..." I say bringing my arms around your chest under your arms to begin anointing your chest, "Bjarg once shared his... blessing with me similar to what Mike will soon receive. That may have added to my growth." My hands swirl through your chest hair as I enjoy the texture on my hands.

minotaur21560:
mmmm... looks back at the Mage, enjoying the story and the touch

Iron Hammer:
I work slowly, methodic in my squeezes, letting the light dance off your skin as my rough hands kneading your knotted muscle

Achlys:
*watches the General begin to enjoy himself

minotaur21560:
*glances up... engorging

Madison Jones:
I step up closer smiling to 'Herc' as he joins in the ceremony, my chest in full contact sharing its oil with the General. Hands running up and down the frontside of his body, I slather the oil around slowly as the heat of the fire raises our temperatures.

minotaur21560:
*leans forward to kiss the mage

Madison Jones:
A face nuzzle, the reward for the kiss of affection.

Iron Hammer:
I smile back at the mage, letting the two kiss as I slip behind, sliding up the arm to work the taut shoulders.

minotaur21560:
as he steps behind me, my arousal is clear looking at the mage, then the others... the god, the gumshoe, the bears, the ghost bear, the page, Toby and of course, the fog

Jake English:
*And callused hand now gently taking hold of the maze keepers arousal... oiled hand stroking, thumb brushing over the head...*

Madison Jones:
Hand slides down, having reached around to the front of my friend. I glanced along the shaft of the Generals sword only to pass by as I crouch, hands anointing the thighs with oil warmed by my body.

minotaur21560:
leaning into it, served by two, the brave adventurer and his brother the mage

Bjarg the Demigod:
Bjarg moans again and then a low growl begins to resonate in his chest.

Jake English:
*Cradling the corded balls with all gentleness, fingers brushing over them with featherlight though, as the other hand continues to stroke, slow and insistent, teasing and deliberate.*
Mike Broward: Rubbing his legs and sliding inside Bjarg's hole... sucking your cock in a world of warm heaven

minotaur21560:
bucking, involuntary at the feathertouch, watching the God receive his due

Madison Jones:
Finally I take hold of The General's sword, and though a weapon to strike fear in his foes, it is but a magical interment to me, to extract essence. I begin to work it like a magic wand, fingers coiling around it from pinky to index, stroking forward and back as I pass my pleasure to him from hand to cock.

Jake English:
*Hand withdrawing to cede control to Madison, content meanwhile to pleasure the generals balls while the magician works his shaft.*

Bjarg the Demigod:
The growl intensifies to a roar .. one that threatens to drown out all the other noises in the large room.

Jake English:
*Fingers sometimes straying behind towards... the region called the taint.*

Iron Hammer:
I let the maze keeper be worked over. My one arm slides over his shoulder, groping and massaging his chest as my other hand slides down along his back, squeezing his round, muscular cheeks.

Mike Broward:
Holding onto Bjarg's left leg and working in speed and fury

minotaur21560:
breathing shallow, broken, rutting now into the hand feeling the hand of the unknown soldier behind me

Jake English:
Behold... the milking of a bull.

Bjarg the Demigod:
He bucks as Broward increases the stimulation.

Madison Jones:
I give a slightly embarrassed glace to the Page of Hope, as we seemed to have had similar ideas... alas I shall make it up to him in a moment when it is his turn to be anointed.

minotaur21560:
staring into the face of the god, eyes not entirely focused

Mike Broward:
My thick arms and back under your hands... my mouth on your cock working waves of pleasure robbing you of vision and sense... waves rolling through you and invading your ass with my finger!

Bjarg the Demigod:
balls churning violently ....... glowing green precum oozing from his godcock.

Madison Jones:
The finishing touch of the Magician is when I place my thumb upon the tip of the General wand, sliding it in a magic circle to summon forth the bull essence from within.

minotaur21560:
sees the violation of the god and begins bucking like a wild horse electrified by the mage touch, spasming

Mike Broward:
LOCKING ONTO BJARG... my head swimming in crazy lights and pleasure

Jake English:
*A double onslaught -- the page coaxing the general into climax by cupping, stroking, fondling those balls with featherlight touches...*

Bjarg the Demigod:
bucking high now as my roar fills the lodge reverberating through the rafters.

Achlys:
*sends out to puffs of enigmatic drugged fog toward the two males in their duress

Bjarg the Demigod:
breathes in the fog and then ...

Mike Broward:
HOLDING ONTO BJARG.... gripping into his body

minotaur21560:
bound balls churning start to pull in

Mike Broward:
pulling my chest between his legs and rucking furiously

Madison Jones:
I increase the speed of my dark magic stroke, summoning forth the full strength for all to see.

minotaur21560:
head thrown back, body shuddering... the coming of the rain the thick drops falling lit by fire hitting the ground

Iron Hammer:
Gripping the bull tight and holding him in place as the mage pulls from him his essence

Bjarg the Demigod:
Ropes of fiery green seed are violently expelled from the godhead into the mortal Broward.

Jake English:
Attaboy... fuuuck yes look at that, good frigging gravy thats what you call milking the bull, ohhhh man thats a sight to see...

Madison Jones:
I help to lower the General down to the ground, hand stroking over his abs with a hand rich with his essence. I treat it almost like painting a picture.

minotaur21560:
collapsing

Mike Broward:
OHHHHHRRRGGFFF!!.... groaning as I take the seed of Bjarg! ....mind reeling

Iron Hammer:
Sinking down and letting the bull rest

Mike Broward:
holding onto Bjarg hard and tight, back flexing.... time freezes!

Bjarg the Demigod:
The combination of the fog and the seed is overpowering.

Madison Jones:
A protective sigil inscribed in cum on my friend's body, I turn my sights to the Page of Hope with a devilish smile.

Bjarg the Demigod:
The magic begins to take hold.

Achlys:
*laughs a musical laugh

Jake English:
*Gulp.*

Bjarg the Demigod:
Broward has breathed in the same fog from Achlys: that the demigod has.

Bjarg the Demigod:
It only serves to enhance the effects of the seed.

Madison Jones:
"It's your turn Jake." I approach Jake English: applying some oil to my hands, before quickly coiling around you to bring my hands to our chest from behind.

Mike Broward:
Taking it all in.... hard to understand, reeling in pleasure!

Bjarg the Demigod:
In another recipient, the essence might have had negative effects

Jake English:
Urk--! Aw shucks now... *Biting his lip as he gets to his feet, face a dusky red in the firelight...*

Madison Jones:
"I will try to help him with those if they manifest Bjarg." I say looking at Mike as he takes it all in.

Bjarg the Demigod:
But in Broward ... the effects are dramatic ... the green seed starts to spread throughout his body ... and the normal brain barrier is no effective. His cognitive powers are growing as the green seed is taken up by his brain cells. And there are other effects.

Madison Jones:
Hands on Jake's chest, I begin to coat him like I did with The General, a gentle nuzzle to the side of his face, my hands sliding all over rhythmically.

Bjarg the Demigod:
He is becoming stronger, with more power and stamina.

Mike Broward:
FEELING the power.... Holding Bjarg.... head reeling.... grabs Bjarg's hand.... kisses it even in the middle of the transformation

minotaur21560:
*stands reaching to touch Jake's shorts... feeling and finding his level of attention under the cloth

Jake English:
*Shuddering, evidently sensitive to the touch, breaths hitching as hands instinctively clasp behind his head. Arching into Madison's hands, bucking into the generals hand... so responsive...*

Achlys:
"poor dear..." *expresses concern for Jake English:

Madison Jones:
"Come Jake..." I whisper in your ear, "Shall we dress you for the occasion?" I nod to The General as I continue to anoint your upper body with oil.

minotaur21560:
I continue to stroke thru the cloth, tempo marking "largo"

Jake English:
By all means madison-- mmmhh... wouldn't be proper otherwise no?
Madison Jones:
"General would do the honors while I address the Islander's impressive biceps?"

minotaur21560:
yes indeed, it would be my pleasure -- *looks right into JAke's eyes starts a slow relentless accelerando
Bjarg the Demigod:
Bjarg sits, rises and takes Broward in his arms giving him a big bear hug. "You will never be the same man you were when you arrived tonight. You have been given gifts by the green essence that was given to me by Dahvin. You become a special brother with those who have also received it. Use your gifts wisely, my Brother.

Mike Broward:
Eyes wide... never ever hoped to receive such gifts for my service… Holding onto Bjarg and Hugging back STRONG "Thank you sir...."

Jake English:
*A low croon, rising from his throat as he assumes the position -- feet planted a shoulder width apart, hands behind his head. Biting his lip as he bucks, thrusts into the general's hand...*

minotaur21560:
feels it, thick weapon wrapped in cloth, the outline, the length pauses to remove the shorts, but leave the undergarment, then grasps to continue

Madison Jones:
My hands now zone in on what I suspect is what the Page of Hope... Hopes for... His nipples. Thumbs pressing over them, rolling them, stimulating him with my firm yet gentle touch.

Jake English:
*Definitely tenting, rutting into the generals hands--* Ahaa-- awwwhh frig, mmmngh... *Long, low groans slipping out as the magician casts his devious spell on such sensitive areas! They perk up with relative ease, the jerks of his hips growing rowdy, urgent, trapped prick twitching at the threefold teasing.*

Madison Jones:
I now bring my mouth to the Page's neck, planting my lips there. With such contact I begin speaking magic words, the sound of which reverberates through his muscles for him to feel.

Bjarg the Demigod:
Continues to hold Broward tightly as the essence courses through his body causing a temporary green glow on his skin.

minotaur21560:
rips the cloth downward revealing the islander at full mast reaches with open mouth to enclose it, the tip first then taking it in, slowly inch by inch

Mike Broward:
holding the Demigod.... a night far beyond any expectation

Jake English:
*Unruly pubes, a shaft near seven inches pointing almost accusingly. He shivers, groaning long and low at the sudden onslaught of mouth at neck and at cock, making him tip his head back and thrust his cock into the general's mouth...*

Madison Jones:
I cast a glance over at our Guest, the Mistress of the Mist. Removing my lips I ask something of the Page of Hope. "Flex for the lady Jake, show us those guns."

Achlys:
*she watches with deep intent as the islander thrusts down the General's throat

minotaur21560:
MFLPLFG

Jake English:
*Being given an order like that... it brings a warm flush to his face, but he obliges, striking a double bicep flex for the occasion.*

minotaur21560:
opens throat to receive

Madison Jones:
Lips return to the Page's neck to empower them, making them ripple as I redouble my motions on your nipples.

Achlys:
enjoys the sight of the General's balls constricted as he receives what he deserves

Jake English:
*Cock twitches at the intense sensations and groans are pulled from his lips as he arches into the magicians touch, and into the generals throat, unwittingly fucking the bull in the face...*

minotaur21560:
Swallows it to the hilt, worshipful

Madison Jones:
I step up a little bit more, my full front in contact with my friend's backside, including my still hardened manhood. I don't threaten, merely let the Page feel what is behind him.

minotaur21560:
*pulls out, briefly to send an encouraging glance to the mage looks up to Welcome LT Gruff

Jake English:
*Redfaced, gasping some, looking down to see the string of spit linking the head of cock with the mouth of the bull.*

Madison Jones:
Aware of my friend's attachments I dare not go further, instead choosing to give more pleasure with my hand on his touch starved body.

minotaur21560:
Reaches for it again, hungrily taking it in to the hilt looks up at Jake with fierce joy

Jake English:
Awwhhh fuck, awwhh... fellas, mmmnnghh... *Bucking, jerking, squirming -- arching into madisons touch, grinding ass against the others prick, hips bucking forward, fucking the maze keepers mouth with hard twitching cock... beginning to drool pre now.* Lovable r-rascals, oooooooh that's one way to spend a solstice...

Achlys:
*sends a puff of encouraging smoke to Jake whom she especially likes

minotaur21560:
*bobbing up and down speed increasing

Madison Jones:
Thumbs circling on the nipples as I begin to hum a familiar melody to the Page of Hope.

Jake English:
*Groaning, crooning, feeling very much on display while being felt up and sucked off... nipples hard under Madison's thumbs, cock twitching, drooling into the general's mouth. Face red, breathing coming hard and heavy, adam's apple bobbing...*

minotaur21560:
reaching with a hand to massage the islander's balls hold them like a handle, pulling

Madison Jones:
I whisper in your ear... "Do... it..."

Achlys:
*squeals with pleasure

Jake English:
*A heady shudder at being given the order, jerking hard into the general's mouth as he tips over the edge with a choked, guttural cry.* Awwwhh fuck, awwwhh fuck, fuuuuck, fuuuuu-- uuuuurrrghh!! Uuuunnghhh uuuuugghhh fuuuuck, awwwrgghhh gaaaahhds!! Ohhhhhh, awwrrgghh uuuuunnghh!! Aaaarrgghh fuuuuck!!

*Letting loose in hard, heavy spurts being shot into the general's mouth as his thrusts turn erratic, wracked with pleasure as he shudders through an intense climax in the grip of magician and general alike...*

minotaur21560:
Following the rhythm of things, letting the islander find his way to fall off the cliff in an elegant swan dive...

Madison Jones:
Our two pronged attack working I grin as my friend's pleasure spikes. I support the Page of Hope with my hands as his intense climax hits, nuzzling the side of his face as it washes over him.

Jake English:
*Gasping, panting, chest heaving as hard spurts settle into thick dribbles, until his prick twitches dry and spent -- a powerful climax wrung from him by two powerful men. He leans against madison, nuzzling against his head, looking down to observe the maze keeper in his afterglow– And he is literally glowing in the wake of his climax, a soft, warm light settling over him that cant help but brighten the spirits of magician and general in such close proximity to him.*

minotaur21560:
a few drops still fall from my mouth and face, but I look up in pleasure at one who every bit deserves good care.

Achlys:
*more wisps and fingers of fog drift, diffusing light giving a halo to the fire and with this, the goddess herself disperses and departs, smiling benediction on these devotees of the forest and their host.

Madison Jones:
I help lower my friend down, sitting behind him, hands still cradling his chest. "You were magnificent Jake." I say with a warm smile. With most of the attendees dispersing, I share a glance with the General and the Page of Hope. Shall we rest here in the Lodge for the night?

Jake English:
Mmmmnn. I'm not at all opposed to that plan.

minotaur21560:
mmm yes

Bjarg the Demigod:
"You are welcome to spend the night. But I must depart. Thank you all for your energy and the gifts you brought to the celebration. Stay safe and well and g'night to all.

minotaur21560:
*puts one arm around each of the stalwart young men bows deep to the god in thanks and salutes also the Bear of the Solstice.

Madison Jones:
I nod to BjargtheDemigod, "Thank you for hosting the celebration."

Bjarg the Demigod:
And I'm taking Mosk with me. *sheepish grin.

minotaur21560:
Ghost Bear, protect our Lord the Maintainer from all harm

Jake English:
Fair seas and safe travels..

minotaur21560:
Guides the two to the sleeping area, the pallets and warm blankets

Madison Jones:
"Let us retire, I am more exhausted than I imagined, and that's even with a Full Moon overhead."

minotaur21560:
agreed sleep well all

Jake English:
Rest well both of you! I could do with some shuteye myself...

Published: 2021-12-23, viewed 93 times.