Into the Exalted Plains

The situation in Exalted Plains had been sketchy at best due to the war between Celene and Gaspard still raging on there. However, recent reports from the scouts indicate that the war has suddenly gone silent, all activity virtually ceasing. That is why you are here with a division of Inquisition soldiers to investigate this strange inactivity.

With your men setting up camp, you and your companions went to the first base within close proximity. Plagued by all manner of Demons, you quickly crush any resistance enountered within until you find the one summoning them - a Venatori mage. A quick interrogation revealed that a small team of Venatori had been dispatched to summon the demons, and Solas summarized that is the reason the Veil was so thin, the dead bodies only accelerating the process.

Slaying the mage and burning the bodies, the first area slowly returned to normal. Survivors were disarmed and put under watchful eyes of the inquisition sentries.

"Captain , I want you to send several companies into the area, search and destroy any Venatori forces on sight. Also, set up several checkpoints in these key areas," You said, marking several X's on the map, "And standard procedure applies to any Orlesian survivors found."

"It will be done, Your Worship," He bowed, then left as he relayed your orders.

Several days later, you almost finished clearing half the Plains, any rifts you found quickly closed, and in the process found a Dalish Elven camp not far from your main base. Keeper Hawen was the Clan leader, and he begged you to help them find their precious Halla. After a slight wild goose chase whilst avoiding Elven graves, you retrieve the Halla and delivered them safely to the clan's caretaker.

Knowing the rumors of the past Inquisitor's lewd behaviour, Hawen offer you the clan's gatherer, Nissa as a token of appreciation. Part of you was admittedly surprised at his utterly accepting attitude regarding this, and that of his Clan as well. Perhaps this was an indirect effect of the Throne's power?

SLAP SLAP SLAP

Nissa was a most beautiful woman, even among Elves. Her body toned from years of foraging and hunting in the wilds, it was the perfect balance between being muscle-toned and curvaceously sexy, only enhanced by her modest, fitting Elven clothes of forest green and earthy brown. Her skin was a slightly darker beige, tanned from sun exposure, complemented by her sandy yellow eyes and chestnut hair.

Now, stripped out of her clothes, her back was pressed against the wall as she wrapped her arms and legs behind you, your strong arms holding her thighs as you vigorously thrust into her pussy.

"Yes, yes, yes! Give it to me, Inquisitor!" She shouted, moaning like a common whore, "Fuck me! Breed me!"

"Maker's breath, you've got a tight pussy here," You grunted, hammering into her with the vigour of a madman, "But shit, I don't think I'll ever get tired of it! Especially your asshole!"

"Oh yes! Please, enjoy fucking my holes!" Nissa moaned, your turgid member nearing release, "Please, cum as many times as you like in me!"

Then, you hilt your cock deep inside, and you ejaculate your massive payload sperm into her fertile womb once again.

"Ahh!!!" Nissa cried, "Oh yes, I love your cum!!"

This marked your fifth orgasm, the other four having concluded with rivers of sperm deposited in her mouth and anus through rounds of stimulating oral and anal sex that left you thoroughly and Nissa exhausted.

You hold your position briefly, savouring the feeling of her vaginal walls clenching tightly to your half-hard member as you regained your breath. Nissa, by this time, was nothing but a ruined mess of a pleasured woman, utterly unresponsive with her mind drowned in a thick ocean of lust.

"You did good, girl." You whispered to Nissa.

Then, pulling out of her, you saw your own spunk leaking out of the **** Elf's pussy as she slumped into the ground, her face transfixed in a visage of peaceful sleep in the radiance of her afterglow. Planting a kiss on her cheek, you pulled a blanket over her body before going to see Keeper Hawen, the elderly man's eyes twinkling with mischievous understanding.

"Thank you for that, Keeper. If you need any help, just send the word," You said, shaking hands with Hawen.

"I'll be certain to remember that, and I'm pleased you enjoyed Nissa's company," Said Hawen.

With the sun going down soon, you and your group decide to head to the nearest base that the Inquisition had set up. Tomorrow would be the final push, before this civil war draws to a close.

Edited by Ebanu8