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Rael kissed Alayia deeply she fell into the kiss, they slowly subsided onto the floor, Rael broke the kiss so he could scatter kisses down her neck slowly descending towards her breasts. Alayia moaned as Rael's mouth closed around one of her nipples, his tongue slowly encircling the sensitive flesh as his teeth nipped lightly.

Alayia smiled dangerously before twisting underneath Rael and within moments had him pinned beneath her, she began grinding her hips against Rael's groin as she leant down and kissed Rael. Their tongues coiled passionately against one another as Rael's arousal began to push against Alayia's grinding hips.

Rael continued to bite and tease Alayia's breasts as her grinding stiffened his cock, he could feel the warmth of Alayia entrance rubbing against him, he growled as Alayia continued to tease him and in return bit down slightly harder onto her nipples.

"Enough games" he murmured, he ran his hands slowly up Alayia's legs caressing them lightly until he reached her hips. When his hands reached her hips Rael grunted and lifted Alayia up, and with a moment to align himself, brought Alayia right down onto his throbbing shaft.

Alayia writhed about as she was transfixed upon Rael's cock, he gave her no time to adjust slamming his hips forward to bury his shaft entirely within her, he growled with satisfaction as Alayia's silky depths gripped his cock.

Alayia moaned as she was filled, she was not willing to submit meekly to Rael though he might be a servant of the dark gods, so was she and she wasn't going to submit to anyone without a fight. Rael grinned as Alayia pinned his shoulders to prevent him from thrusting powerfully into her, their mating had turned into a wordless struggle for dominance.

Rael sensed challenge in Alayia's body and was determined to shatter it, where his actions might once have been bound by courtly protocols they were now replaced by the mad whisperings of damned spirits and daemons. He was the chosen apostle of the dark gods and he would make her see his power.

Rael nipped at Alayia's neck almost hard enough to draw blood and certainly enough to distract her death grip on his shoulders, shrugging her grip off like an old coat he pulled her down close to him allowing his hips to thrust powerfully into Alayia's depths.

Alayia gasped in shock and pleasure as Rael slammed his shaft into her, she tried to fight the silky cries of pleasure that radiated through her. Rael whispered in her ear and his words that once might have been pleasured nothings were a litany of lust spoken in the tongue of the damned servants of the God of Pleasure.

Alayia writhed in the grip of the earthly pleasures that Rael was bombarding her with and the otherworldly pleasures of the void dwellers that traced spells of pure pleasure across her mind and soul. Rael growled in satisfaction as he felt Alayia's grip on her actions fade, he rolled again trapping Alayia beneath him who was too caught up in the maelstrom of lust and pleasure to resist him.

Rael thrust hard his hips slapping loudly against Alayia as he pounded his cock into her tight depths, he groaned at the sensations, it was as if his shaft was submerged into a sea of silk that caressed his flesh. Rael forced his hips forward harder grinding his growing knot against Alayia's folds, to tie her would be to mark his dominance totally her body resisted him as did her confused mind but Rael's purpose overcame her struggles.

Rael growled as he forced the thick ball of flesh into Alayia, he groaned in victory as his body was assaulted with more pleasure. Alayia's moans spilled out loud and clear mixing with Rael's harsher groans and growls, the cacophony of sounds climaxing into a collective howl of pure lust.

Alayia's folds clenched down upon Rael's length as the pleasure bombarding her mind, body and soul became too much for her to bear, she cried out in helpless pleasure as she succumbed to Rael. Rael howled out his dominance as his knot throbbed inside Alayia, his cock spurted thick hot cum into Alayia's burning depths forcing both Alayia and Rael into another high of lust and pleasure.

Rael collapsed on top of Alayia his body unable to comprehend the total sensation that overload its senses and attacked his mind, Alayia panted hollowly trapped beneath Rael equally devastated by the sensations running through her body.

They lay there for what seemed like an age just recovering from the sexual battle, Rael reluctantly tugged his shrunken knot from Alayia's folds letting a gush of cum seep from within her. They slowly recovered and pushed themselves upright, Rael spoke first "That was unlike anything I've ever experienced"

"That was astounding and I-", Alayia began only to be interrupted by a coarse shout from above.

"Lord, the Legions have a messenger at the gates!" cried a marauder from the entrance of the tent.

"Son of a poxy thrice cursed and damned whore" Rael cursed loudly "Of all the times"

Rael stood up and offered Alayia his hand "Wait a bloody second" Rael continued "Since when the do the Legions negotiate?"

After helping Alayia up he quickly scaled the ladder, he grabbed a black leather loin cloth that hung down by his ankles and quickly tied it on. Rael tied on a baldric and attached his sword and axe to it "Do I look sufficiently fierce?" he asked Alayia.

"You look like a northern barbarian. We don't want that. We want you to appear like what you really are" Alayia said "Take it off. The messenger can wait for a while, you must look the part"

Alayia spread her hands once Rael was naked again and began chanting, the words still burnt his ears as they passed but this time Rael found he knew the words and he knew how to use them. A small black void appeared in the air and plated armour began drifting through, "That's a good one" Rael said in admiration.

He picked up the breastplate of the armour, its designs were intricate and highlight with red enamel giving it the appearance of being written in bright blood. He strapped the breastplate on "Help me with this and thank you for this gift. It's beautiful" he said before holding out his arms to allow Alayia to help him attach the pauldrons.

A few minutes and not a few gropes later, Rael stepped from the tent clad in the black armour, he cast a nightmarish figure in the dark armour with twisted symbols of the void carved into the helmet for an added aspect of terror.

One aspect of the helmet that Rael thought was a little childish was the horns on the helmet, he had a little trouble with the concept of putting forth the old image of a void denizen but in the end Alayia's arguments had swayed him.

He shuddered momentarily when the helmet slipped over his head, completing the impressive suit of armour and also activating the magics worked into the armour many ages past. It constricted his vision to the eye slit of the helmet, he looked uneasily out of the helmet "This helmet has a very odd shaped visor, it makes me feel vaguely uneasy" he murmured to Alayia.

He walked up to the gate and commanded it to open the marauders did so immediately letting him out to face the Legion messenger, Rael stood in the middle of the gate waiting for Alayia. He heard the clink of metal and turned to watch her approach.

Alayia cut a menacing figure in the armour which looked to have been taken from an extremely twisted nightmare, spikes and protrusions tainted with blood adorned the black armour she wore. Her beautiful face obscured by a helmet bearing the classic symbol of the void, a shattered spoked wheel.

Rael turned to notice that not one of the Imperial Legion messengers actually set foot into the darkened area of the curse wall he had cast earlier, "Did the Pathfinders point that out?" he asked.

"We are familiar with the concept of the curse wall" replied a messenger bearing a red dash on his pauldron denoting the rank of lieutenant.

"Let's be frank, the Legions never negotiate. Why are you here?" he asked pointedly.

"Who said we represented the normal Legions? We are the Pathfinders, you'll find that we are rarely commended or even mentioned by the Imperial reports yet we take the brunt of the fighting, the work and the dying. Quite simply our Commanders are sick and tired of being the dogs of the Imperial Legions. They thirst for a real commander not driven by the tactics of the massed charge. Your tactics when assaulting Temple's Reach provided evidence that you would be a far superior commander to ours thus our reason for being here is to ask you to put down your curse wall so that our Commanders may meet with you"

Rael concealed a smile by turning to Alayia "Truly the Gods of the Void are with us. If the Commanders of the Pathfinders ask for something as proof of the Gods, can you get them to talk to the Gods? Imagine if we had Pathfinder Commanders driven by loyalty to the Gods" he whispered to her.

Alayia's eyes lit up at the concept because at the heart of all things she still was a Void Sorcerer and immensely loyal to the Dark Gods. Rael turned to the messengers "Bring your commanders here, we will drop a section of the wall to allow them through" he said.

The Pathfinders turned on their heels and walked off towards where the camouflaged base of the Pathfinders lurked "I think if you are going turn them to worship maybe you should avoid one of the Gods and turn them to a Greater Daemon like the Lord of Shadows. They would be well matched if the accounts are to be believed" Rael whispered to Alayia.

"Why are you whispering?" replied Alayia in the same hushed tones.

"Because the Pathfinders dabble in the arts, you can be sure that somewhere hidden in the bush beyond our sight they have a mage desperately trying to pick up our words. The Pathfinders are purged every now and then by the Church's Command because they are known to be idolaters and worship spirits. Give them a real one like the Lord of Shadows to worship and you'll find a very willing audience" Rael explained.

Alayia frowned "How did you know about him?" she asked.

"The Gods whisper incessantly in my mind" Rael murmured "They demand I make use of him and I shall obey because if he fails then he does not fail just me but their will. I think that is a threat powerful enough to control a daemon of his power"

"I'll make the preparations" Alayia replied with a nod, she drew several intricate symbols into the soil and pulled a small vial of red liquid from one of the leather pockets decorating her armour. She gestured to some soldiers waiting back in the camp.

They advanced dragging a screaming ferret between them and with a heave they tossed the unfortunate marauder into the blood that Alayia had poured into the designs. Shadows began to flock into the design immediately, they poured into the design like a sea of slick oil. The marauder sat bolt upright as the shadows swept into his mouth and eyes, squirming shapes moved beneath the marauder's skin until the ferret's eyes turned black and his skin began flowing like water over his body.

"Hail Lord of Shadows, I offer you some new followers. I am the Apostle of the Darkest Gods, I seek allies in the Void for the coming campaign" Rael explained laconically to the Daemon.

The shadow spawn poured from the symbol and reformed itself next to Rael, it built up into a towering figure that stood a full head over Rael, "So who are these who would wish to serve? This frame is not strong enough to support my power for long, so do not tarry with pointless intrigue" asked the Lord of Shadows, the voice seemed to stay constantly at the edge of his hearing.

"Have you ever heard of the Imperial Pathfinders?" Rael asked.

Rael turned as he heard a harsh guttural sound coming from the daemon "You jest. They serve their petty God King" the Lord of Shadows laughed "Do not waste my times with these games"

"If you do not believe me just wait till their commanders show themselves. They've always been interested in the void and their character suits you so perfectly" Rael commented.

"We will see Apostle" the Lord of Shadows said doubtfully.

Rael smiled as the two commanders of the Pathfinders emerged from the bush, "I am true to my word Lord of Shadows. Those two are the Commanders of the Pathfinders"

The two Pathfinder General cautiously approached no doubt covered by their own men's legendary recurved bows, they moved through the gap in the curse wall and approached Rael and the Lord of Shadows.

They made slight bows to Rael and stood in awe of the Lord of Shadows "Gentlemen, your men came here saying you wished to be free of the oppression of the Southern Empire and its God King. I also promise you the freedom to worship your gods and now you may meet the god of ancestors, the Lord of Shadows"

The two generals, a mink and a coyote, collapsed onto their knees and lay prostrate before the Great Daemon, Rael nodded to the Lord of Shadows "They are yours, if you will choose yourself an avatar from their ranks and support me" he offered.

"A bold move, Apostle, a bold move indeed" the Lord of Shadows mused in his dark voice that strained the ears of everyone around him "I will move among them and they will know me. Expect my return soon"

The ferret collapsed, every last drop of his life drained from him as the shadows poured from him and into the generals, they rose and moved back to their men. Rael listened closely but could not hear a single sound emerging from the forest, he turned to Alayia "Do you think he'll stick to his word or will I have to call out a greater power than him to restrain him?"

"The Lord of Shadows is one of the more reliable daemons, he knows that you have the support of the four Great Gods so he won't try anything that stupid, if it were say a war daemon then you want them on a tight leash but I think the Lord of Shadows is fairly safe gamble and there is also the fact that if you are successful he can expect very devoted worshippers. We can trust him because he stands to benefit from supporting us now. No, we need to watch our backs when there is no more benefit for him to serve us"

Rael nodded "Thank you, I thought the same thing. Tonight you must teach me about the various natures of the daemons of the void, the Gods were somewhat lacking in their instructions I find"

The wolven general of the Pathfinders returned accompanied by a fox which the Lord of Shadows had chosen as his avatar, the Lord of Shadows spoke "This body is powerful and true it represents the power of one who truly understands the shadows. It will serve, you have my loyalty Apostle. Your men may rest easily tonight for I will pass my knowledge to these who are now my people and they shall sweep before your armies like a shadow of purest night"

Rael bowed slightly to the Lord of Shadows "I and my Masters thank you"

The Lord of Shadows and the Pathfinder general returned to the forest, Rael escorted Alayia back into the compound and once they were hidden from the forest once more Rael raised his voice "Brave men of the North, our brothers from the south, the Pathfinders have returned to their true path and will fight beside us. Celebrate brothers for when the foolish Imperial soldiers show their faces we will show them the true might of the North"

Rael was rocked by a wall of cheering the marauders began chanting his and Alayia's name. Rael turned to Alayia and hugged her "We've won this day and stand mightier than before. I never asked before but I do now, will you accompany me to the south and a glorious victory?"

Alayia laughed at the sudden mood swing of Rael and hugged him back "I will walk with you and together we will stand on the walls of the Imperial City"

And far to the north the frozen empty tundras echoed with the haunting laughter of dark gods at the slaughter that would come.