Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click here"Not yet, damn it," Faren grumbled, slapping my hand away when he saw what I held.
"No, not yet. But I'll never be a broodmother, Faren."
"You need to get out of here. They won't be able to see you -- just sneak away."
"If you think I'm leaving you all here, you don't know me that well. I'll stick to the periphery, try to take out emissaries and archers, and if all is lost, I'll get away...but I won't run away without fighting. I'm probably the safest person in this clearing."
With that, I turned back to my soldiers and ordered them to form up to face the enemy I could feel approaching. I drew my daggers, standing off to the side where I wouldn't be hit by arrows aimed at the soldiers; the only advantage we would have was my invisibility to the darkspawn, and I hoped to use it.
It took longer than I expected for the darkspawn to come into sight; they came at us from all sides simultaneously, showing much greater coordination than I could have imagined. That's not a good sign. There were mainly hurlocks, including several alphas, and one emissary. The creature, dressed in tattered cloth robes, stepped forward ahead of the others, raising its arm; the others paused.
"Be taking the Warden; kill the others," it declared loudly. "The Father wants the woman. Be finding her!"
My skin crawled. A sentient darkspawn, one of the Architect's, presumably...and it was looking for me.
- COMMENTS
Storm113almost 7 years agoMy only complaint is I wish you didn't have a real life, so you could write more!!! Lol!!! Thank you for this. You are an excellent writer. Thank you for your time. I love this story and your characters!!
