Wasteland Survivor - Recovery - ch22
The elven response was fast, a dozen archers were suddenly on the ground, bows drawn. Tense seconds passed. A new elf dropped from the trees above, landing with his back to us just before his compatriots. "What are you doing Elarial?...
Wasteland Survivor – Emergence - ch23
I leapt, laying one last punch into her strong wing muscle on her right side, it wouldn't damage it, but it would cause it a light bruise, a slight weakening.
Wasteland Survivor - Inspiration - ch24
I woke groggily, expecting my mind to be smashed from a hangover, surprisingly it was clear. Then the action of the previous night rolled back into my mind and I stretched that mind out, feeling Drathnial at my back and Brathnian laying twined and...
Wasteland Survivor - Acquisition - ch25
"So why do we have to patrol all of a sudden? I thought this was soldier work?" Lylianna muttered, tightening her combat gear. I sighed, "We have a lot of groups out doing things for other races, building diplomatic ties and stuff, not enough...
Wasteland Survivor – Regaining life - ch26
"i am generally stronger, faster and i can, well, 'toughen' myself to be able to take more hits before things get damaged or sore."
Wasteland Survivor – Training and consequences - ch27
Ok, you have all been good, here is some nice happy yiff, enjoy. * * * At some point in my quiet prayer the Sergeant had left me alone. I regained my feet looking around, a new wonder had filled me and I needed some further time alone to think about...
Wasteland Survivor – The calm - ch32
She wasn't natural, she most certainly wasn't a fox, she was a demon. The way she taught me to move, to hold to punch, moves that could never be used in a spar fight, they could only be used to kill. She told me to use them all on her, to come...
Refrain
I lived almost in a daze, I woke, went to the yard, did some exercise to keep my muscle tone up, I had my shower, I returned to my cell to read. My world was at peace. During the days I managed to blot out the cries, the whimpers, the smells. The...
Wasteland Survivor – The hammer - ch31
"Are they in position?" I snarled at the male, causing him to cower back delightfully. He bowed low, scraping his forehead on the ground, "Yes High Priestess, all the vermin we could gather are in position, ready to strike." He...
The back alley
Ok, someone asked for this in forums, I guess I had it in me to write it, enjoy it or not, the tags are accurate, this is NOT A NICE STORY! I don't know how I let Lyn talk me into this, "Why are we doing this again?" I asked the dark coloured...
Wasteland Survivor – Culmination - ch30
"it won't be easy, all the time you spent learning your path of destruction, all your time you spent training in how to cause pain and damage. you will need thrice that to learn these ways.
Wasteland Survivor – Development - ch29
After my breakfast with the Sergeant I had to meet with Jennings, she had to tell me the points 'the pack' had been running, someone needed to finish out their patrol. "Fox, just the person I wanted to see, step inside." The General...