Orc, Human, Why Not Get An Elf As Well?

This is a tough choice for Krvavy. On one hand she wants to let this elf go, as she seems fairly nice and enslaving her would be a major dick move. Also, Krvavy kind of has her hands full with Thea, and if this elf ends up being rebellious... Well, that will be a lot of work.

But on the other hand, Krvavy wants this elf. There really is no sugar coating it. She is just greedy and wants this tomboyish beauty for herself. Besides, the game is giving her the opportunity to get an elf, almost on a silver platter, so who is she to decline?

Also, she isn’t exactly playing a good character here. Krvavy is morally ambiguous, at best. So it isn’t much of a stretch for her to do this. Though magically enslaving this elf will be by far the evillest thing she has done... Hopefully it will remain that way for quite some time.

This collar... It is too much of an unknown. Krvavy doesn’t want to enslave the elf in a tortuous way, like keeping her mind a prisoner in her own body. The barbarian isn’t cruel.

Well... If the collar seems too cruel, Krvavy can just take it off the elf afterwards. That usually frees people from magical enslavement in games like this. It lets the slavers get the comeuppance that they deserve. But would the elf let her get away with that?

Krvavy isn’t sure if she is trying to talk herself into it, or out of it.

Shaking her head free of those thoughts, Krvavy rises to her feet and turns to the elf. “I found it.” She declares as she pockets the key, having made up her mind. Even if this is very much an impulsive decision. A decision that she is worried about regretting later.

“Oh! Thank ya!” The tanned elf sighs out in relief. “Would ya be so kind as ta remove it fer me?”

“Sure.” Krvavy lies, crouching down beside the elf. The invigorating feeling from the Forest’s Curse fades away as she does so. The elf seems to see no need to keep that spell active anymore.

The collar appears to be a solid band of metal with a bit of decoration embossed across it. There is no hinge visible on it anywhere. There is a keyhole though way at the back, over the elf’s spine, but that isn’t her target.

“Your arm is in the way.” Krvavy comments honestly, as it is actually in the way of the keyhole. At least from this angle, as the elf remains lying back on the ground.

The elf cautiously moves her arm, and as she does that Krvavy pulls it away from her face. “Wha...?!” Is all she can get out before Krvavy’s other hand reaches up to her eye and spreads the lids wide open.

Her eyes are beautiful. They are a shining blue-green colour. A look of dread spreads across the elf’s face as her other eye shoots open, staring straight at Krvavy. Her pupils rapidly dilate, before her head slams back into the ashen dirt.

“AAAAOOOOOUUUUAAHH~!” The elf screams out, her whole body seizing up and convulsing.

Krvavy nearly panics, before quickly realizing that the scream a bit more like a moan. Did the collar make the elf cum as soon as she saw Krvavy? It really seems that way, especially since the elf is violently bucking her hips up into the air.

The elf’s screaming moan continues for a few minutes, broken up only by gasping breaths. Krvavy doesn’t just sit idly by the elf’s side though, as she moves closer and kneels beside the elf.

Holding one hand firmly between the elf’s legs, right against her crotch to give the elf something to buck and grind against, Krvavy brings her other hand up to stroke the elf’s short and messy hair. It is incredibly soft and smooth. Krvavy could pet this hair all day.

Eventually the elf’s moaning dies down and her body stops convulsing. Lying there with her chest rising and falling unsteadily, her teary eyes rolled back into her head, and her mouth open spilling drool down her chin, the elf looks completely and utterly broken.

Just as Krvavy begins to worry, the elf suddenly grabs tightly onto Krvavy’s hand as her eyes lovingly turn to the barbarian looming above her. “Oh~! Ah... Ah~...! Don’t know... Oh~! How ta thank ya... Oh~! Enough...!” She gasps out between quiet moans.

This is really not what Krvavy expected. She feels like she should have expected this though, as of course those degenerate developers would have some sort of horny **** collar! But she isn’t going to complain. Seeing the elf writhe in front of her like that...

Shaking her head, Krvavy focuses her attention on the elf. She seems to be happy, staring up at Krvavy with eyes dripping with love and adoration. That isn’t the worst way to make a ****. It is already making Krvavy feel better about this decision. “You can start by telling me your name.”

“Oh~! Apologies! Ah-poll-oh-gheez! Ah got caught up and didn’t introduce myself! Ah am Beryl Woodswalker, but ya can call me whatever ya want~!” The tanned elf moans out.

“Beryl...?” Krvavy mutters out. It doesn’t sound much like an elf name to her. Or at least not compared to Woodswalker.

“Aye~! That’s me. It’s not usual fer an Elf, being named after a rock, but my mam saw my eyes when Ah was just a babe and the name stuck!” Beryl eagerly explains. “Ah could tell ya more, and Ah’d love ta as well! And ya are free ta scry me all you desire! My very being is yers~!”

Krvavy definitely needs to, well, interrogate this elf a whole lot more, but she isn’t going to turn down an invitation to use Inspect on her first.

Krvavy is momentarily stunned seeing all that. The stamina bar that is visibly flying up is the least impressive thing in this elf’s character sheet. Krvavy desperately wants to look over almost everything, but it is just so overwhelming. She’ll start with the traits.

Consuming Love: An intense love has completely consumed Beryl’s very being: you are the sole purpose in her life.

Deft Dexterity II: Increases Dexterity by 10% and greatly strengthens its effect on Stamina Regeneration. Associated attribute = Dexterity.

Endure & Adapt I: Increases Endurance by 2.5% and greatly strengthens the effect it has on Stamina. Associated attribute = Endurance.

Heart of the Woods: Through Druidic rituals, this Wood Elf has strengthened her connection to nature.

Insightful Mind I: Increases Insight by 5%, strengthens the effect it has on Total Mana, and it now affects Mana Regeneration. Associated attribute = Insight.

Mighty Missiles I: Increases Might by 2.5% and greatly strengthens the effect it has on the Damage dealt by projectiles. Associated attribute = Might.

Natures Kin: The wild Wood Elves are in tune with nature, resulting in animals normally ignoring their presence unless threatened.

Perception & Attention II: Increases Perception by 10% and greatly strengthens its effect on Stamina & Mana Regeneration. Associated attribute = Perception.

Tough as Nails I: Increases Toughness by 2.5% and greatly strengthens the effect it has on Health and Resistances. Associated attribute = Toughness.

Will & Determination I: Increases Willpower by 2.5% and greatly strengthens the effect it has on Mana. Associated attribute = Willpower.

The stat milestone traits aren’t all that surprising, though the fact that there seem to be many different types is interesting. What holds most of Krvavy’s attention is Consuming Love, as that is clearly from the collar. But why is it a trait, and why isn’t it red like every other negative thing she has seen? Well, dwelling on it won’t provide answers, so she might as well continue and look over the active skills. The passive ones are pretty self-explanatory.

Animal Aspect: Magic infuses your body, temporarily lending you the power of beasts. Associated attribute = Insight.

Calm Creature: Beast magic soothes the mind of an animal, pacifying it to your presence. Associated attribute = Insight.

Detect Beasts: A pulse of beast magic is emitted, giving knowledge of the locations of nearby animals. Associated attributes = Insight & Perception.

Enrich Earth: Earthen magic infuses the ground, fertilizing the soil with rich nutrients. Associated attribute = Willpower.

Forest’s Curse: Nature magic infuses the surrounding area, weakening all those who don’t belong & strengthening those who do. Associated attributes = Insight & Perception.

Guiding Gusts: Magical gusts of wind are summoned to guide projectiles to their target. Associated attributes = Dexterity & Perception.

Leeching Sap: Nearby plants, or sprouting vines, spray sap onto the target that leeches Health and gifts it to the caster. Associated attributes = Endurance & Insight.

Oakflesh: Nature magic infuses your body, giving you the strength of the Great Oak to reduce damage taken. Associated attributes = Endurance & Toughness.

Shape Wood: Utilizing Nature magics you can shape wood & plants to your will, forcing them to take the desired form. Associated attribute = Endurance.

Sinking Soil: Earthen magic loosens the soil and transforms it into a sucking mire, hindering the movements of all those caught within it. Associated attributes = Willpower & Toughness.

Tangling Brambles: Nature magic infuses the ground and causes brambles to burst out of it, hindering the movements of others & inflicting minor wounds. Associated attributes = Endurance & Perception.

Windborne Haste: The magic of the wind infuses your body, increasing the speed in which you can move & react. Associated attributes = Dexterity & Perception.

Most of those spells are pretty self-explanatory, though it is interesting that Krvavy can’t see the Mana costs for them. Beryl would definitely tell her if she asked. So why would that be? Considering how expensive Krvavy’s earth magic spells are, she’d be willing to bet that the costs vary depending on stats, class, and maybe race. That would explain why Inspect isn’t showing them, as they’d be different for every person.

But that isn’t too important. What is important is the elf herself, who has been eagerly staring up at Krvavy this whole time, waiting for her to finish looking through everything.

“Are you alone out here?” Krvavy asks, as she’d rather not become a pincushion full of arrows because she enslaved this elf. She probably should have thought about that before, but oh well.

“Aye, besides ya o’ course!” Beryl happily responds, smiling beautifully. “Ya’ve no worry about someone seekin’ **** fer graciously claiming me”

While that is relieving, the fact that she recognizes that someone would want to kill Krvavy for enslaving her is interesting. Especially since she seems so happy about being claimed, so the collar isn’t making her think that it is something that is inherently good...

“You... aren’t upset at me for tricking you?” Krvavy questions. “For making you like this?”

“Ach! O’ course not! This is the absolute best thing ta ever happen ta me!” Beryl laughs out, almost like she is telling a child something that is painfully obvious. “Now don’t get me wrong, if it were anyone other than ya I’d be furious! Ah know tha’ others just wouldn’t understand tha’ ya are different!”

The elf’s reasoning is fascinating. That is some full on brainwashing mind control right there. Krvavy wants to know how her mind works now, how she justifies these things. But she’d rather not do it surrounded by ash, charred wood, and fire. Especially since she just left her deer on the ground. She will be pissed if some animal comes along and steals her hard work.

“This fire isn’t going to spread, is it?” Krvavy would rather not have a massive forest fire so close to her hills. She quite liked hunting down here, even if she needs something better than some rocks to do so.

“Ach, no, no,” Beryl responds with a shake of her head, “it just rained the other day, and tha’ blights magic is too weak ta truly threaten these old woods.”

“Good,” Krvavy nods, “so how about I bring you to my home now?” The tanned elf’s expression lights up in glee, but just as she opens her mouth Krvavy cuts her off. “Or wait... You should probably gather up any of your arrows that are lying around this place first. If any part of them is still usable, at least.”

“Oh! Most of them would’a been burnt away, but Ah should be able ta salvage the ah’rowheads at least. So Aye, Ah can do tha’ fer ya!” Beryl beams out. “But if ya care about that then would ya mind stopping by my camp before headin’ ta yer home? I have some stuff that’ll be useful ta ya. Includin’ a spare bow.”

Krvavy honestly forgot that the elf’s bow was cut open by a magical flaming whip, so gathering the arrows would have been useless. “Of course.” Krvavy replies, getting to her feet and offering her hand to the still prone elf “I’ll just go get my deer while you look for your arrows.”

“Alright, sounds good. Ah’ll be quick!” Beryl promises as Krvavy pulls the elf to her feet.