Pagan Gods: Of Brotherhood and War

02:34 Jonas: I stand shaded observing the general baccanalia, my huge girth obscuring the trunk of an oak that nevertheless bears my weight. These customs continue to baffle me, but drinking I can certainly understand - I sip a horn of this honeyed mead furtively, ever on the lookout for interlopers. And Gruff.
02:35 Jonas: Suddenly the Leaf Lord calls me by name, and it is as if I am suddenly perceived by all present. "Greetings, Bjarg!" I raise my horn to the general gathering of revellers
02:37 Bjarg_the_Demigod: Raising my own horn of mead, "A toast to my Guardsman Jonas!"
02:38 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "You look incredibly pumped for the fight, Jonas."
02:44 Jonas: "Aye, lad. Don't you smell that? The dog is near."
02:47 Bjarg_the_Demigod: Are you referring to Gruff?
02:48 Jonas: At the sound of his name, the horn is crushed to dust in my clenched fist.
02:52 Bjarg_the_Demigod: Welcome to my other guardsman Gruff!
02:52 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *raises his horn in a toast
02:53 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "To Gruff!"
02:53 Jonas: *spits*
02:54 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *hands a new horn to his guardsman Jonas
02:56 Gruff_the_Wild_One: Walks on in, slowly but surely. Already having a horn in hand, taking a sip of the mead in toast. Eyeing up Jonas upon entering, going on over and standing next to Bjarg all the while. The tension was there, his calmness was kept but his heart was going.
02:58 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Come over here Jonas"
02:58 Jonas: Our eyes meet and my pulse quickens. This celebration and my unfamiliarity with the Forest customs the only thing keeping me planted here, and not charging at you as ever was our way.
03:00 Jonas: Keeping my stare fixed on your own, I push off the trunk and stomp across to where Bjarg and the dog stand. As his scent fills my nostrils, I quiver in a mix of anticipation and pure hatred.
03:06 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *Standing between Jonas and Gruff I put one hand on the shoulder of each. "I understand my guardsmen have the urge to fight? We would enjoy a good demonstration of your fighting skills. So a circle has been prepared in the Forest for the purpose. Anytime you are ready."
03:06 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Just strip and go at it."
03:07 Achlys: once again the fog floats in... drawn by the prospect of combat and exhibits of male strength...
03:13 Gruff_the_Wild_One: Our eyes remain locked that whole entire engagement, bringing the horn to my lips once more and downing the rest of my mead. Dropping horn at my side while the hand was placed on my shoulder. Nodding at Bjarg. "Give me a few more drinks with this... Halfbreed Guard you drug in and we will get this show on the road."
03:14 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *pour another horn full of mead for Gruff.. and refills Jonas' new horn
03:14 Achlys: the Lady presents her glass as well.
03:17 Achlys: The Lady turns... a new presence, green, fresh, changeable... The fog floats aside as if propelled on a stiff breeze. "The Seed Sower..."
03:19 Gaius_the_Seed_Sower: Milk trickles down my ample chest, making moss and flowers blossom at my feet as I approach the festivities and observe from the tree line.
03:19 Gaius_the_Seed_Sower: I turn to the fog and nod in acknowledgement.
03:20 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *Bjarg turns and bows when he sees the Lady react to the appearance of the Seed Sower.
03:20 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Welcome, Gaius!"
03:22 Gaius_the_Seed_Sower: "Thank you, Bjarg...I am glad to see this day be celebrated. You have kept up the forest's ways..." I look around and smile at the men assembled.
03:23 Gruff_the_Wild_One: Raises his horn to Gaius. "Welcome, Gaius. Just in time." Saying that before he takes his horn and downs the 2nd one with ease. Shaking his head as the buzz is starting to settle in some.
03:23 Achlys: I bring a horn of mead and present it to the god.
03:24 Jonas: I down the mead gingerly, ale spilling down me. I was drunk the night Gruff slaughtered my clansmen. Emboldened we step closer even as the commotion surrounding Gaius' arrival unfolds.
03:26 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Thank you Lord of Life and beloved Grandfather. We who have sworn to preserve your creation try our best."
03:28 Jonas: Standing in a wide stance, my unbound balls swinging freely, I growl in low tones, audible only to Gruff. "This is your last night on Earth, dog".
03:28 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "It is a bit ironic that the Lord of Life should join us at a time when two men would otherwise seek to kill each other."
03:29 Achlys: But like many gods he is known to be fickle...
03:30 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "True my Lady. We shall see what he has in store for us, for them."
03:32 Gruff_the_Wild_One: That growl was met with one of my own, in tones only Jonas could hear too. "I aint killing you. Not yet at least. Dont want you to see your clansmen too early." A fanged grin as I turned and stood just like Jonas. "Lead the way... halfbreed.."
03:34 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Jonas and Gruff, you can leave your gear next to the Great Tree with the other items."
03:35 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Your weapons especially"
03:40 Jonas: I huff air as my eyes flash red...but I compose myself long enough to untie the fur pelt adorning my shoulders. A pelt you might recognise as one of your many brothers I have skinned. I use it to wipe the mead off my pecs and abs, before wiping and stroking myself with it before you. Seeing you start to seeth, the cool facade faltering, gets me riled up quickly indeed! I toss the fur onto the fire and roar inhumanely, eyes blood red as this 'halfbreed' begins to transform....a dark pact made for the strength to fell one such as Gruff. My muscles expand and bones contort until the white direwolf stands before you, rearing up onto its hind legs.You are not logged in. You are not logged in.
03:43 Gaius_the_Seed_Sower: I accept the mead and look out to Bjarg and the combat about to begin. As the mighty Jonas takes on his direwolf form I drink and look on in approval. "The honing of fang and claw and sinew, and the eternal contest for dominance and survival, are just as intrinsic to our path as virility and abundance."
03:43 Achlys: a puff of fog passes over the wolf to caress and welcome it to battle...
03:44 Bjarg_the_Demigod: For the benefit of those who do not know what drives the animosity between Jonas and Gruff here's, briefly, the backstory: Before either entered the Forest or became my Guardsman, far away and many moons ago Jonas slew Gruff's pack that was terrorizing his clan, and in revenge Gruff ended them all aside from Jonas single handedly.
03:53 Gruff_the_Wild_One: Always knew of your sick and twisted ways, Jonas. Watching and admiring your direwolf form, remaining stoic through it all despite the desecration of my brothers pelt. Dropping mine as well beside Bjarg, letting everything hang freely now. Standing further away from them and over into the circle that Bjarg has made especially for this occasion. With that, I would do the same. Seemingly gaining more muscle mass and claws becoming more noticable, true strength being shown now! Standing still on my hind legs but with more of an arch to may back, pounding my chest and throwing my head up to the sky. A howl that could be heard through many forests was let out, letting them all know this was going to be a fight to settle it all between us. You all could see I was battle ready with that staredown, chest heaving and ivory daggers exposed.
03:57 Bjarg_the_Demigod: And as the sun set on the last day before the Equinox, the two beasts readied themselves for combat. The fire was lit .
04:01 Jonas: Both of us reared up and ready, stood circling in the circle, aware only of each other and our low growls. Tentatively, knowing that in each of the many battles between us, neither has ever triumphed over the other. "COME OOOON!" I roar, long claws extended as I leap at you and butt heads, wrapping my sinewy muscle around your waist and sinking claws into your flanks, pec to pec as we have been many times before. Chomping wide with my maw trying to get a chew over your snout as wild fightlust kicks in
04:12 Gruff_the_Wild_One: I feel your muscles pressed up against mine, claws latched onto my flanks. Those chompers getting waaaayyy too close for my liking as you lunge forward, one thing youre leaving open for me already and that isnt good. My claws latching onto your throat, digging in rather deep while the other takes a swipe at your face! Looking to push you off and away from me, not minding the deep incisions trickling blood either. Taking these steps back and keeping you at bay.
04:20 Jonas: As I rake down your back you catch my throat, both of us drawing blood in the opening salvo! As you push back, I release my right paw and bring it up to your own neck, trying to outmuscle you into exposing your jugular...knowing we will both sink our teeth into that rump sooner or later. Our bull dog dicks cant help but brush in the melee
04:21 Bjarg_the_Demigod: Watches intently as the battle unfolds.
04:28 Gruff_the_Wild_One: Seems like both of us dont want to let up at wanting to rip each others throats out. LITERALLY! But with how close we are it makes it a little difficult to concentrate when our cocks are having a battle of their own. I must fight on! Seeing as that we are fairly close, I wrap a leg behind yours and outmuscle you into falling over my leg. Hiptossing you to the ground and kicking up dirt while doing so. Starting to fight around with you on the heavy packed dirt! Trading blow for blow to the ribs, abs and muzzles! Intense growling ensues!
04:37 Jonas: Cursing as I hit the dirt, letting fightlust get the better of me, before embracing it once more as we catball and brawl on the floor. Both of us are accomplished boxers whose punches are as dangerous as our claws, and we feel it as we wildly trade blows pound for pound.You are not logged in. Our hips rut excitedly, rolling eachother over even as we rain blows on our plated bodies. Both going for the killer bite, teeth clash and lock as we gnash and growl. Locked like this for a while, I smack both fists into your ears to try and stun you enough to sink my teeth in
04:50 Gruff_the_Wild_One: Trying to not let my feral side get the better of me I remain resilient, but with how we are grinding all up against one another its really hard not to lose myself to such heated virility. Eyes noticing both fists coming in at once, forcing me to only rear my head forward and slam it well against the crown of yours. Forcing you to see stars as well as me! Pushing off of you and coming to a tuck and roll away, cock fully hard. Breathing heavy with a slight slack in my jaw, slowly coming up to a stand. You can tell we were the best amongst our sides respectively, both battered, bruised and bloodied from each others damaging blows. Leaking a little of my pre cum now, the fight lust starting to make its way back around during this Equinox!
04:52 Garras: The black beast taking a seat, a single oak watching. Knowing full well, the mettle of both warriors.
04:53 Garras: That, and the scent of blood.
05:06 Jonas: You are not logged in. Shaking off my daze, I roll backwards and pounce to my feet. Both now fully engorged and panting with fight lust, I am not sure if we go another round I can keep my promise not to take the death blow. I wonder if we can draw this pantomime to a close, and finish things without the watchful eyes of our masters. We pace towards each other slowly until our club dickheads meet. We stand fangs bared snarling, hulking muscle mass quivering as we huff and pant....before falling silent....some primal instinct causing us both to lock up tit to tit with a smack, before we sink our fangs deep into eachothers necks You are not logged in. chewing down on the sinewy mass protecting each others life chords. Wildly we rip and stab with our jagged teeth, your tethered ballsack swinging against my free bull balls, massive curved dicks hooking up between our lean furry guts.
05:08 Jonas: Even as I start to fade out, I lap my rough tongue against your fur, drinking the sweat and blood of my sworn enemy. Your legs start to shake too as we cling on despite the death spiral, and it becomes clear to the onlookers that someone had better intervene if they want Bjarg's guardsmen to see the Spring.
05:20 Bjarg_the_Demigod: ^Stepping into the circle "Alright men, let's take a break and get y'all some first aid. We can continue this all out brawl later."
05:26 Gruff_the_Wild_One: Still having had a strong grip on that treetrunk of a neck, lapping at all the blood this wolf had to offer. Shaking my head in a violent manner, ripping into some of that pelt and meat. But losing mine all the while. I did start shaking but never gave in! Vicious snarling and growling was heard until I noticed Bjarg stepping in out of my peripherals. Listening to him, I would let up on my bite. Crimson staining my fangs and jowels, awaiting for Jonas to do the same. The moment he would though, id start wobbling like im very drunk. But still managing only just stand upright, may need assistance to move though!
05:28 Jonas: Our eyes lock as we hear Bjarg...untrusting the other until we release simultaneously, an instinctive urge causing us to bite at each other even as we wobble apart and stalk away slowly to our respective corners
05:35 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *Looks around and mutters "Where is Asclepius when I need a healer??"
05:44 Garras: -
05:46 Bjarg_the_Demigod: The tactic of calling the two Beasts "men" worked without the Demigod having to use any of his powers to separate the two fighters.
05:47 Fenrich: Arriving, satchel on shoulder, blood staining earth and a cloud, of sweat and pheremone. Looking to Bjarg. Nodding.
05:47 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *Looks around to see Garras and Fenrich have appeared.
05:48 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Welcome, Bears!"
05:48 Bjarg_the_Demigod: And Welcome to you as well, Joe!
05:49 Garras: "Couldn't miss it, brother." The black beast smiling a slight smile.
05:53 Fenrich: Fingers, dextrous and seeking, finding an awl, a bone, simple bear carved on its surface, and raising a paw, catching hold of a moonbeam, whispering soft and gentle, to coax it down, to bend and swerve.. silver strand nuzzling the eye of the needle and slowly knotting, the black bear Fenrich, hand steady, piercing and sewing, the mend of the forest's warriors, sealing, sewing, and endless recursion.
05:55 Garras: "Evenin' Joe." The Gardener finding a small flagon of mead to consume.
06:02 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Thanks, Fenrich, it's a relief to have your medical skills available when we need them."
06:05 Fenrich: Looking up at Bjarg, fur dripping with blood, the thread of the moon thin and wet.
06:10 Garras: The black bear tilts his head back and mouth opening wide for a waterfall of mead before swaggering over to Bjarg and wrapping an arm around the demigod's shoulder.
06:10 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *Gets a horn, fills it with drink for Joe
06:11 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Come over here, Joe"
06:12 Bjarg_the_Demigod: Wraps his arm around the Bear. "Help me with a little project here, will ya Garras?"
06:13 Garras: "Come on down Joe!" The bear creasing his brows as he turns back towards bjarg and snorts softly. "Hmm? Wha?"
06:21 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *gives a bowl of green paint and a brush to Garras and picks up the bowl of blue paint and brush for himself.
06:22 Garras: He looks at the bowl and then slowly unslinks his arm, his brush methodically swirling the pigment. "Mmmh."
06:22 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Ok, Joe. Here's some body art for you during the celebration.
06:25 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *begins the outline of a wolf's head in blue paint on Joe's big left pec.
06:26 Joe_Biggun_Archer: I look at Bjarg as he come closer. Let him start painting a Wolf's head on my pec. "Thank you Sir it looks great" As I watch him do it
06:26 Garras: "It will be cold. But thats a sacrifice we're willing to make." The bear drawling as he walks over to Joe and ends up at his back, staring at those broad shoulders.. contemplating.. and then dipping the brush to be sopping wet with pigment... The wet slap between his shoulders a stark chill as the bear slowly and methodically draws that brush down along his spine.
06:27 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Temporarily at least, it will remind you of what you work with."
06:29 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Looks like Fenrich has done a good job repairing those lacerations, Gruff."
06:30 Garras: The bear nodding to himself at those words as that green line is stark amidst that pale flesh.. the bear returning the brush to the bowl and methodically swirling it once more before pressing the wet brush just below Joe's rib and grunting, slicing the brush across his back, paint dribbling.. lines perpendicular. A plus that spans the human's lats.. the drying paint making the skin feel tight and drawn.
06:31 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Can you tell what Garras is drawing, Joe?"
06:34 Joe_Biggun_Archer: I try to feel it. "I think it is a star isnt it?" as Garras continues drawing it.
06:35 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *finishes up the wolf head adding some fine detail for the eyes and fur.
06:35 Garras: The bear, returning the brush to the bowl.. the canopy rustling, the wind sighing, the night, whole and shining. His hand taking the brush now.. and slowly.. deliberately making an x, its intersection at the center of the spine. Nodding contemplatively.
06:41 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *steps around behind Joe and admires the Bear's artistry, "Nice work, Garras. You're as good with the paint as with words."
06:43 Garras: The bear chuckles softly as he dabs the paintbrush into the bowl a little before flicking the end at the canvas that is Joe's back, speckles of green amongst the greater symbol, and then a small crescent, just below the shoulder.
06:43 Garras: "You do good work too, brother Bjarg."
06:44 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "The crescent moon is a nice touch."
06:47 Garras: "Constants, and changes." The bear says, perhaps even to himself as he knows he's done drawing.. but still yet turns the brush in the bowl.
06:47 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Since you have the green paint, you could decorate his cock with two green stripes to match the cords if he likes the idea."
06:50 Garras: The bear turns to Joe and raises a brow

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