Pagan Gods: Of Brotherhood and War

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Established: 2021-04-22

  • Fantasy
  • Descriptive writing
  • Blood
  • Broken bones
  • Death
A place for pagan Gods or for mortal pagans to come and do battle in the name of their Gods. Raise a blade, a spear, or your bloody fist in the name of Brotherhood and War.
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Jungle and Apprentice Go Hunting and Find Companionship

Starring

11:03 Apprentice: I walk into the clearing with my axe upon my shoulder. It seems calm, empty
11:04 Apprentice: I hear something move in the trees
11:04 BerlinJungle: *calling from the trees* "Morning cub."
11:04 Apprentice: Oh, it’s you, the savage
11:05 BerlinJungle: "It you. Cub." Grinning and displaying teeth from my perch
11:06 Apprentice: I ignore the slight. “I was looking for others, if it is just you, I will go”
11:07 BerlinJungle: *Dropping to the ground* "No need. I no hurt cub"
11:07 Apprentice: I pull my axe. “No, you could not”
11:08 BerlinJungle: Laughing. "Put claw away cub. Unarmed" Spread arms and stretch, displaying naked unarmed body.
11:10 Apprentice: I look at you, and sheath my axe on my back. “What are you? You look like a man, but you are not of any people I know” I am circling you now
11:11 BerlinJungle: "I me. That enough" Keeping a wary eye on you but still grinning
11:12 Apprentice: I grunt, clearly not getting answers from the wild man. “I am hungry, you know where I can get food in this place?”
11:12 BerlinJungle: *smirk and grab my cock*
11:13 Apprentice: I growl at you. “It is impressive enough, but I am looking for real meat, not milk”
11:14 Apprentice: “Something to fill my belly. Not a snack”
11:16 BerlinJungle: laugh loudly. "follow me cub" and immediately take off into the woods, leading the apprentice to the nearest watering hole
11:18 Apprentice: I do not like you calling me ‘cub’ but I am alone in the forest and you seem a good enough guide - friendly, though too impish for my liking
11:20 BerlinJungle: as we near the watering hole I turn and motion you to be quiet. I stalk towards a tree overlooking a clearing by a crystal pond and nimbly climb up, taking a quiet perch in view of the water
11:22 Apprentice: I move with less grace through the forest, more used to cutting my way through, though I sense that cutting down the trees would not make me popular. I crouch on the edge of the water, scooping up mouthfuls, it tastes good, pure
11:23 BerlinJungle: in an impatient loud whisper from the tree. "prey no come if cub by water"
11:24 Apprentice: I stop. The water looks inviting and I was hoping to cleanse my tired body - sleeping in the forest by a smoking fire is neither comfortable nor cleanly. I back away, watching you
11:25 BerlinJungle: as you move out of sight of the water I motion for you to be quiet and simply wait
11:25 Apprentice: I grow impatient, not liking taking orders from this savage
11:26 Apprentice: I swing my axe, it makes a soft whoosh as it cuts through the air, it has not tasted blood for too long a time
11:28 BerlinJungle: rolling my eyes at the impatient ax man, but after 15-20 minutes there is a rustle in the woods approaching us. soon, a boar enters the clearing, cautiously approaching the water. i simply watch and see what the cub does
11:31 Apprentice: I spot the boar, looking at the water. With surprising agility I swing my axe and throw it. The beast squeals and runs off as the axe embeds itself in the ground next to it. I curse myself for being out of practice. I look up and the jungle man is gone
11:34 BerlinJungle: after a few minutes, the jungle man walks back into the clearing, carrying a bludgeoned boar over my shoulders. drop it at the apprentices feet
11:35 Apprentice: I grunt and stare at you. “I could have done that if I wanted” I rumble
11:35 BerlinJungle: "didn't" *smirk*
11:36 Apprentice: “You want me to cut it up, or have you got some trick for that too?”
11:37 BerlinJungle: "At fire. I no do all work" *Smile as I throw the boar back over my shoulders and carry the boar back to the fire outside the lodge*
11:38 Apprentice: I trudge behind you, my boots heavy in this forest, the jungle man moving swiftly even with his baggage
11:39 Apprentice: The fire feels warm on my skin, though I could have used a bathe in the watering hole
11:40 BerlinJungle: *lounging by a tree* "your turn cub"
11:42 Apprentice: I bring my axe down on the beast, the connection of axe on flesh feels good, familiar. In short work it is cut into pieces, I spear them on the spit over the fire, and begin to roast the meat
11:42 Apprentice: “Better than the nuts and berries you will be used to”
11:43 BerlinJungle: "Like nuts" I idly comment with a smile
11:44 Apprentice: I look at you, smiling at the wild man. I don’t understand you, but I think I like you
11:45 BerlinJungle: "Come cub, meat take time." I smile and pat the ground beside me, inviting you over
11:47 Apprentice: I grin and sit with you, idly turning the spit in my hand. I sit close, my legs touching yours
11:48 BerlinJungle: put my hand around your shoulders, leaning into the bigger man's side. spreading my legs wide in invitation and displaying my cock and body to you
11:50 Apprentice: I enjoy the warmth of your hand, companionship of a sort. I reach down and grip your cock, “meat is good” I say
11:51 BerlinJungle: "yes" grinning as my cock responds to your touch. reach over and untie your kilt. exposing your own tool. reach over and begin idly stroking you as well. enjoying the erotic companionship by the fire
11:53 Apprentice: Stroking you slowly, not wanting anything, just warmly basking in the touch of another man
11:54 BerlinJungle: "see cub. soft paw good. no claw" eyes closed as I enjoy the warmth of the apprentice, our hunting trip building a type of companionship and understanding
11:55 Apprentice: I get closer to you, realising that for all your beastly nature, you’re just another man like me, in a forest full of demons and monsters
11:57 Apprentice: “The meat is ready” I indicate the fire
11:57 BerlinJungle: "yes it is" smirking as I glance at our hard cocks in our hands
11:58 Apprentice: I get up and pull the meat, still rare but charred on the outside, from the spit. “Here, eat. I must go” I grab a piece and wander off into the cool of the forest
12:00 BerlinJungle: watch the cub leave. smirking as I note he didn't put his kilt back on. grab a hunk of meat for myself and return to my favorite perch on the edge of the lodge clearing

Published: 2021-11-20, viewed 31 times.

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