MrTwister8

Here goes nothing...!

by MrTwister8

Chapter 39 in Prince of Beornia

*“Here goes nothing...!”* I muttered under my breath, wincing as my bare thighs slapped sharply against the cool wood of the barrel. *“Deal the cards before I change my mind.”* Uthul’s tusked grin widened. With infuriating grace, her thick green fingers flicked three cards acros...

I lose

by MrTwister8

Chapter 38 in Prince of Beornia

I pulled up a barrel across from the bare orc. One simple hand. She flicked three cards toward me: two Kings and a Jack. See, I told myself? It was all a pure probability! Then Uthul casually flipped her hand face-up... three bloody Aces! *“HAH! OFF WITH ‘EM!”* Baelog roared, s...

I play

by MrTwister8

Chapter 37 in Prince of Beornia

{if game:Bicurious >= 75}With a heavy, long-suffering sigh, I accepted my inevitable doom. There was no talking my way out of this with a bulge that practically had its own naval banner flying from my breeches.{else}It was all just basic probability, a glorified coin toss, really...

Peer pressured

by MrTwister8

Chapter 36 in Prince of Beornia

Baelog didn’t hesitate for a single second. A wicked, gap-toothed grin split his beard as he slammed his heavy iron tankard against the wooden crate with a rhythmic \*CRACK\*, instantly setting a beat. *“Oh, the Prince in the dark keeps his breeches tight!”* Baelog roared, his b...

Vance declines

by MrTwister8

Chapter 35 in Prince of Beornia

*“Not a chance, Orc,”* Vance grumbled, his neck flaming crimson as he yanked his trousers up faster than a hoisted storm sail. He buckled his belt in record time and scrambled out of the cabin to a chorus of relentless catcalls. Baelog nearly fell off his barrel laughing, roarin...

Vance loses

by MrTwister8

Chapter 34 in Prince of Beornia

Vance dealt the cards with slick, nervous precision, his eyes darting between his own hand and the heavy green length resting in front of him. He played cautiously, baiting Uthul into a trap, and when the final round hit, a triumphant smirk broke across his face as he slammed a w...

The embrace

by MrTwister8

Chapter 21 in Prince of Beornia

Entering the stage, I was immediately embraced by the druids. It was a strange feeling given that they were all... well, fully nude! A few of their members brushed against me, acutely reminding me that I perhaps was not as comfortable with this display of nudity. Yet, they paid n...

A heated battle

by MrTwister8

Chapter 33 in Prince of Beornia

Vance stared for a second longer than necessary before clearing his throat, hastily snapping out three cards to each player with a grin that didn’t quite reach his eyes. The hand played out in tense, breathless quiet. Uthul played aggressively, pushing her luck... ...and she wo...

Uthul, Baelog and a male crew members

by MrTwister8

Chapter 32 in Prince of Beornia

Only Uthul, Baelog and a male crew member, Vance, had any coins left to bet. The others were partly undressed, but still able to hide their nether regions. As the game heated up, all eyes were on the remaining players though with the grog involved, there was a lot of discussion a...

Baelog and the two elven women

by MrTwister8

Chapter 32 in Prince of Beornia

My attention kept drifting away from the noisy dwarves toward two of the Night Elf deckhands sitting across from Baelog{if game:Uthul\_in\_party = true} and Uthul{endif}. They were stunning, tall, athletic women with silver skin, sharp cheekbones, and long, dark-blue hair tied ba...

Just watch

by MrTwister8

Chapter 31 in Prince of Beornia

I declined Baelog’s loud invitation with a casual wave of my hand, backing up a step to lean my shoulders against a tall stack of burlap sacks just outside the bright ring of lantern light. *“I’ll just watch for now, Baelog,”* I called back, taking a ceramic jug of cheap elven w...

Morning at the inn

by MrTwister8

Chapter 17 in Prince of Beornia

It’s a party

by MrTwister8

Chapter 16 in Prince of Beornia

Seeing my helpless reactions and the shameless arch of my back was apparently all the catalyst the rest of the room needed. Lythirn was the first to give in, tossing his empty goblet aside with a low chuckle. He pulled another male elf into his lap, his hands exploring with prac...

Yes!

by MrTwister8

Chapter 15 in Prince of Beornia

*“Fine!”* I huffed, attempting to summon every last drop of Beornian regal authority I possessed while entirely unclad. *“I will do it, but let us get one thing strictly understood: I am not into this, nor am I into men. I am simply demonstrating, as a prince of the realm, that I...

An explanation

by MrTwister8

Chapter 41 in Prince of Beornia

*“She’s Uthul,*” I choked out, stepping between the blundering dwarven barrels and Uthul’s towering green front. *“Former chief of the warband. And right now, she’s the only reason Korant and I aren’t still chained to a bloody wooden stake!”* Baelog blinked, his eyes taking anot...

Baelog accepts

by MrTwister8

Chapter 34 in Prince of Beornia

Baelog’s stubborn dwarven pride won out over his panic. Wiping his sweaty palms on his leather tunic, he let out a harsh, booming bark of laughter and slammed his beefy fist onto the crate so hard the lantern rattled. *“A dwarf never backs down from a wager!”* he bellowed, his c...

Vaelira’s surprise

by MrTwister8

Chapter 33 in Prince of Beornia

As the game wore on, Baelog’s winning streak only grew. *“Time to pay up, lass!”* he cackled, slamming down a winning hand with a heavy thud. *“Unless ye’ve got gold hidden in them braids, ye’re out of bets!”* The dwarves cheered around him, banging their tankards and bellowing...

The lower decks

by MrTwister8

Chapter 30 in Prince of Beornia

to escape the suffocating monotony of my cabin, I took to wandering the lower decks of the ship. The narrow, dimly lit corridors were quiet, save for the rhythmic creak of the wooden hull against the sea. But as I passed the heavy iron-reinforced hatch leading to the ma...

On the ship

by MrTwister8

Chapter 29 in Prince of Beornia

{if game:Uthul\_in\_party = true} After resting calmly for the first time in days, we pressed on through Ashenvale and finally reached the port town of Auberdine. Having an orc in our party raised more than a few eyebrows among the local guards, but between Baelog’s dwarven crede...

On the ship

by MrTwister8

Chapter 42 in Prince of Beornia