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Introduction by DaBushWookie

Chapter 1 in Spoils of War

> **This story is designed to be experienced in game mode and makes use of branches and variables.** You awaken to the din of armoured boots on hard soil outside your tent, as troops move around the encampment, likely preparing to muster and began packing up. You seem to have sl...

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The Wolf takes the Doe. by DaBushWookie

Chapter 9 in Spoils of War

Again, you feel scratching of stubble on your cheeks, and something warm and wet dragging up and down your cheek before the soldier, no, the savage wolf looming over you claims your lips in a deep, rough kiss. His tongue does its best to claim your mouth, and when you don't submi...

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You continue struggling. by DaBushWookie

Chapter 8 in Spoils of War

The adrenaline coursing through your veins numbs the pain as you hit the earth. The soldier attempts to pin you with his body, but the oppressive weight pressing you to the ground flips a switch in you, awakening some primal survival instinct. In a flash, you are no longer the sk...

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You are taken away. by DaBushWookie

Chapter 9 in Spoils of War

You are now spoils of war by DaBushWookie

Chapter 10 in Spoils of War

A pair of Llewyn soldiers begin to grab hold of you, picking you up with frightening ease. You can no longer bring yourself to resist further, your body has reached its physical limit, exhaustion sapping away your strength and willpower. Your head is pounding having taken one too...

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A young woman, with long blonde hair, green eyes, and a smooth, alabaster complexion. by DaBushWookie

Chapter 2 in Spoils of War

You are Evelyn Lyrhart, a young woman originally from a relatively poor noble house in the Duchy of Myhrine, while you didn't exactly grow up in the lap of luxury, you were educated to an extent that befits a nobleman's daughter, and have not known hunger or cold. You have recent...

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Javeth grabs you. (placeholder) by DaBushWookie

Chapter 7 in Spoils of War

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Chapter 7 in Spoils of War

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Sir Javeth, your fiancé. by DaBushWookie

Chapter 4 in Spoils of War

Sir Javeth enters the tent, his young face is strained with the stress of the situation, and although he has been trying to remain strong for your sake, you see a hint of fear and worry in his eyes. "How are you today, lady Evelyn?" he probes, worry in his voice. "I'm well enou...

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He drags you into a nearby tent, eyes dark with lust. by DaBushWookie

Chapter 8 in Spoils of War

You feel the weight of the man pressing down onto you, forcing your face into the dirt, grass and soil stinging your eyes. You taste iron on your mouth where you must have bit yourself as you fell. You hear the din of battle all around you. None of it matters anymore. All you c...

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