Wyrda

Here goes!

by Wyrda

Chapter 35 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

With each thick, dark member in each of your hands, you look up nervously at the two men. Dancing Tide just seems happy to be here, whereas Firewater looks down at you expectantly. He's got one of the biggest cocks you've ever seen (though the pool is somewhat limited). It's at l...

...Okay.

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Chapter 34 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

You gnaw on your lip slightly. There was a need growing in your belly, and it slowly began to spread until the fire was in your cheeks and in your mind. It had been too long since your last strictly consensual encounter. You deserve this! With a nervous smile, you gave Firewater...

The next day.

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Chapter 33 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

Slowly, your eyelids flutter open. Your first sensation is that of complete exhaustion, and the memories of the previous day come flooding back. You bolt up in the bedroll and suddenly realize it's not yours. You're inside some kind of tent, again not your own. And you were dress...

It's not too late. You speak to the man.

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Chapter 29 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

Your blade hovers at the man's back, then slowly falters. You can't just kill this man with all of these questions burning in your mind. The entire situation isn't quite making sense to you, and it would be foolish to Karl without hearing his side of the story first. Of co...

Introduction

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Chapter 1 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

You are Eleanor. You are a young, red-headed, half elf paladin. Your deep, green eyes sparkle with merriment or excitement, reflecting your positive personality. You are clad in the armour of a paladin of Lucretia, goddess of fertility, partial plate with a white and gold cape wh...

Eleanor's first piece of art!

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Chapter 2 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

 I just want to thank LesLes so much for it. I never expected to get anything like this, and I am truly thankful. It's a great feeling to see one of your characters come alive in this way. I promise I'll do some chapte...

Prompts and Suggestions!

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Chapter 2 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

Hey guys, the person that writes Eleanor on the internet. Long time no see! So I'm starting to feel in the mood to start writing again, and I was wondering if any of you had any suggestions or plot threads. I need to finish off the Karl/Krenvich storyline, but after that I'm...

Okay... Just like you practised...

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Chapter 32 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

You feel nerves bubble up to the surface. This is going to be the first time you've ever healed someone who is even close to the edge of . Sure, you've healed people's injuries before, but nothing more than cuts, scratches and bruises. Any seriously hurt person would be trea...

It only seems right...

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Chapter 31 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

"I'll heal your man, Karl. It only seems right." You say suddenly, making both men stare at you. "I suppose you can, being a paladin. Fine, I permit it. We won't move against Krenvich until tomorrow afternoon. I'll summon you when it's time." You nod in understanding. That gives...

Karl.

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Chapter 30 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

The mayor's duplicity is too much for you to take lying down. The man tricked and lied to you, and worse yet, tried to get you to kill a (seemingly) innocent man over a debt repayment, which for all intents and purposes, seems to be legitimate. The almost certain deaths of the Ba...

Take the mercenary's life.

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Chapter 29 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

Your deliberation comes to a quick and decisive end. Despite your gut feeling about the man, you have no reason to distrust Krenvich, and the mayor says this man is a pillager, hell-bent on money and plunder. And he's trying to satisfy that need with the innocent people of Barrow...

Suddenly, a crossroads.

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Chapter 28 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

You push through the hole you've made in tent, blade at the ready. It's dark inside, lit only by a candle at the far end of the rounded interior. You look left from the light to see a figure silhouetted in the darkness of the half open tent flap. He's seated at a chair, a table t...

Or back to the quest's beginning.

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Chapter 32 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

Back to the start with you...

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Chapter 32 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

The Magpies' Dove (Mercenary camp toy bad end!)

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Chapter 31 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

True to Karl's word, Krenvich pays up a few days later. But by then, all the fight has left you. The revelation about your quest has sucked it all out of you. What's the point of being strong and sticking to your beliefs when the quest you took was evil and went against your beli...

A Horrible Revelation.

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Chapter 30 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

You awaken slowly and groggily, opening your eyes only to shut them almost instantly in a wince. Your entire body aches, but the worst of it is inside your head, your nipples and your pussy. Yesterday's happenings come back to you all at once. You shiver. At first, you think it's...

Make a distraction!

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Chapter 27 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

You take a moment to calm down and think ahead. Sure, you could get into Karl's tent and kill him, but the noise of your fight and his would almost certainly attract unwanted attention. And if the entire camp woke up, you'd be overwhelmed... You're pretty confident in your...

No. (Goblin Broodmother Bad End!)

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Chapter 8 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

You cannot. You are bound too tightly. And even if you could try, the goblins come back soon after. Chattering happily in their strange language, and bringing a whole barrel of berries for you to eat! How thoughtful! Since you won't open your mouth willingly, they have to hold yo...

Over the palisade!

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Chapter 26 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

You're tempted by the idea of slinking through the front gate, but it suddenly seems very suspicious that they'd have a sentry patrolling the palisade, but not a single guard posted at the only entrance. Further, you're concerned about being in a direct sightline of the campfire...

A blowbang of course!

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Chapter 29 in The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

It doesn't take long for another cock to be shoved down your throat. You don't even get a word out, too busy panting and gasping for air from your previous throat fucking. But the Magpies don't let up. A shorter, yet thicker member pushes it's way through your plump lips, and you...