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Chapter VI, Wolves & Jackals

By far I found that this was the most difficult chapter to write, I wanted to develop both characters in this chapter well without making them a simple stock character, I turned to Robert E. Howard for inspiration in this chapter, I wanted Sibuna to be reminiscent of Conan but adaptable like Kull, and I wanted Nauil to be more then just another Damsel in distress, but not a Amazon cock chopper, anyway if you ignore my clumsy scenes I think I did pretty well with this chapter... Any Helpful input is welcome; don't be afraid of story suggestions or advice.

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...Pierce

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A cold salty air blew in from the sea. The night sky glowed with the brilliant sparkle of a thousand stars. A human visitor to BlackHook would be reminded of the shore of Italy or the coast of Span. The City was called the Gem of the Ivory Coast.

Surrounding the city was groves of citrus and fruits. The land surrounding the city was green and lush, a welcome relief from the harsher desert beyond. In the street lanterns burned to mark the festival. Some six hundred years ago on this night the first stones of BlackHook were laid.

The streets were alive with drunken revelry. Torchlight glowed from many windows and the scent of refuse and waste had been masked by the scent of mead and beer. The tension of the city was masked for a small time.

The refugees from Altra had concentrated into cramped inns and poorhouses along the west side of the city, while the refugees from Seran had settled into the south end along the docks. The fights between the two had increased over the last week.

The city was polarized so much that even the light in different sections glowed for different sides; the sections with large Altrian population lanterns glowed red, while the Seranise glowed blue.

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Nauil watched the drunken denizens of the Tavern chant a lewd bar song. Many of them were either sailors or merchants from out of city, she carried a large jug of mead and was making constant rounds about the tavern, refilling mugs and with each table she passed she felt a slap or pinch upon her sore ass.

It would come as no shock to anyone who saw the girl that so many would reach out and pinch. She was a lovely wolf girl, soft snow-white fur, plump breasts, a face that almost constantly displayed a kind expression, and an equally sweet disposition. She couldn't hurt a fly, even if she wanted to.

She had worked in this tavern since the death of her father. Of course she encountered problems being unmarried. In her culture only women who had children out of wedlock worked. But another problem presented its self; with her father dead she had no one to turn to, so unless she wished to be the property of a pimp she needed to find work.

Many of the patrons of the bar thought her a whore, and on a nightly basis she was offered a few Pieces to suck a cock or flatback herself. And more then once she needed the innkeeper to throw out someone who would not take no for an answer.

"Hello lass, how'd ya like to make four pieces," a half drunk wolf laughed from his seat before delivering a firm slap to her rear.

Nauil ignored the man and continued to poor the yellow mead from the pitcher.

"Did ya hear me? How'd ya like to make a few coppers?"

Nauil looked to the innkeeper, he only glared at her. He would not drive another paying customer for a mere serving girl.

"Hey, lass" he slurred his words "you (hic) have some nerve judgin me" he said before taking another swig of his drink.

She turned to walk away.

"Hey Barkeep try hiring Serving girls with better attitudes!" the wolf shouted.

Nauil kept her mouth shut, she did not want trouble.

"YEAH WALK AWAY! Stupid whore ya looked diseased anyway"

Nauil tried her best to seem unphased by his abuse.

"Seen cleaner tail down by the docks,"

She held the pitcher firmly; she was fighting back tears at this point...

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When Sibuna entered the city of Blackhook he was surprised to see it in such a state; never before had he seen a city so divided. He had always thought such large cities would be like the small towns and villages. It shocked him to see the city tittering on the edge of destruction.

He made no plan to make an extended stay in this city; the natives seemed too fearful to make any conversation, and wherever he went uncomfortable stares followed. He was a stranger in this land, while in Rashan he was a simply another traveler. But here on the gold coast he was a savage, a barbarian not fit to take shelter in its walls.

Many of the younger men made sour face to him, the women though would not even acknowledge his presence. Sibuna noted that these peoples attitude were shockingly similar to those of Kar. However he simply shouldered his distaste for such treatment and decided to find his way to the dock, perhaps find voyage to the newly discovered land of Itzic or to the towering spires of Krince.

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While Sibuna and Nauil went about their separate businesses something occurred in a market where the south & west end met. For the stories sake lets say the time was 6:41 P.M.

In a small bazaar a wolf from Altra accidentally knocked over a Coyote from Seran. In a normal setting such a thing would go unnoticed, but the Coyote took this as an act of aggression and quickly grabbed a hold of the wolfs ankles and pulled him down him off his feet...

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Nauil patiently poured mead to the festive crowd. The tavern was packed to such an extent that one could swear he was in a sardine can. She watched the various clienteles drink themselves into a beer coma.

Sibuna slipped into the Tavern almost unnoticed, only a few patrons dared glare at him, of course anything the were planning to do about him died when they caught sight of his massive axe.

The usual dive scent inhabited this place. A few patrons were lying asleep in the corner; their purses had 'mysteriously' disappeared from their sides. As he took his seat at a table near the bar he heard a lovely voice behind him, it was almost timid but carried a beautiful quality with it, he could swear he had heard it before...

Nauil parched a rather large Jackal, she wondered at first if he was another merchant but his large axe bore signs of Great-Waste craftsmanship. She cleared her voice and asked him "s-sir would you like some mead?"... she was unused to asking, most had ordered her over.

Sibuna turned to the source of the exquisite voice... only to be greeted by an equally exquisite maiden. Her lovely curvaceous body was a great treat to the eyes; she looked so shy yet a glimmer of a kind soul sparkled in her soft blue eyes.

"Umm... S-sir would like s-some mead?" she asked again her shy nature taking affect.

Sibuna could only gap as he eyed the gentle nymph, he finally managed to answered, "y-yes thank you,"

Nauil poured the contents of her jug into a large earthenware mug, she looked over the large Jackal; large cordlike muscles covered his tall frame, he must have stood at least six feet tall, his fur was black so much so that it was almost like the night sky.

Nauil was the shy self-conscious type, to shy too take a second look at the striking barbarian below. Sibuna on the other hand could not take his eyes from the lovely wolf; she had looked at him a weird way, her gaze contained no malice or disgust he had found in the stares of others.

He almost said something before she walked away, his eyes followed her along as she continued her task...

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As the two made their first encounter the time had turned to 6:50 P.M.

At this time the two men in the market were now in a full-blown fight, two other Altrian men had now pulled the coyote off the wolf and held the common enemy down as the wolf with a freshly blackened eye stood up and began to take his vengeance against the coyote who had given him a good thrashing. About the time the wolf began working the coyote over three men from Seran came laughing onto the scene of three Altrians beating a fellow countrymen...

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Nauil felt him watching her, she felt the gaze of many males upon her. But somehow his was different...

"Serving girl! More Mead! NOW!" the head of a rowdy group of men called.

Sibuna felt odd, it was not though an unknown feeling (but that is a story for another time) he sat back in his chair, his ears were assaulted by a vulgar bar tune

She wants to give birth early!

She wants to make a boy!

She wants to have a husband!

And not play with his Toy!

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She wants to leave the homestead!

She wants to find a mate!

She wants to find a man who won't slip out the gate!

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I told her it wont happen!

She's way to old and fat!

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She won't take such an answer!

She leaves it up to fate!

I told her to be quiet!

And fill my fucking Plate!

All the men erupted in cheer before taking a steep drink from their mugs. Sibuna Snickered, despite its crude lyrics he found himself grinning along with all the others. He took a swig from his drink and grimaced, not the best he had had. Before long he heard the men begin another lewd song, something about showing ones dick to the king...

Nauil ignored the chants; she thanked the gods that she was let off at sunset. She had been staying at a woman's board house only a street over. She left the second the sun had finally fallen.

Sibuna watched as the girl left, she stayed on his mind a few more minuets before subsiding too the rest of his mead.

"Ehh, Barkeep, more ale for da captain!' a sour looking cat called with a thick Rast accent.

Sibuna moved next to him.

"Da fuck do you want?!" the cat asked.

Sibuna leaned close to him "Where is your ship going?"

"Tha fuck do care?" the pissy pussy snapped.

Sibuna remained calm "I need passage out of this city," he produced a coin purse and dumped seventeen piece in front of the cat "And I'm willing to pay,"

The silver coins gleamed in the cat's eyes "Who'd ya piss off? Never mind don tell me"

Sibuna leaned closer "Now that that's taken care of, where is your ship bound... Captain?" he added the last part with a bit of sarcasm

The cat stared at him before hissing and sweeping the silver into his paw "Culand then Zelar, we get under way at sunrise so don be late, find your way to the ice runner" the cat snatched the pint of ale from the innkeepers hands.

Sibuna would head there now, he wanted out of the city tittering on the edge of chaos. He flipped a small copper into the innkeeper's hands.

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The time was now 6:59 P.M. as the two left

In the market a brawl had erupted as more and more refugees came drunkenly upon the large fight and joined in. a the few guards tried in vain to stop the broil but only found themselves on the ground. Shouts rang out in both Altrian and Seranese to join in...

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The street was strangely deserted; on festival nights even back alleys are filled with people. She walked briskly away from the flickering light of the tavern; this was a bad part of the city, the occupants had learned that the sound of a scuffle was to be left alone, and screams were to be shut out at all costs. It was not uncommon to stumble across the scene of crime or a fresh corpse.

A woman alone was a vary tempting target for the less then savory elements of the well to do city. Her heart skipped a beat! A shadow other then her own moved across the wall, She stopped... nothing. She continued on with a faster pace.

Nauil hated live like this, where she must fear the streets and worry if she may be next in the city necropolis, as a woman she was able to receive her fathers property and it reverted to the crown. She could still see the uncaring eyes of the fat magistrate coming to claim her former home, laughing as she was dragged and thrown into the gutter.

As she walked she began to feel a tingle along her back,

"Hello Lass..."

Nauil shrieked as she felt a powerful paw grab her long muzzle and clamp it shut, his other vice like hand shot out with a speed her tender limbs could not match and seized her wrist and jerked it behind her back, she made use of her one free hand and rammed it up into her assailants eye.

"ARRRGG!!" her attacker released her and cupped his blinded eye. He snarled in rage and dived after her ignoring his bleeding socket.

Nauil took this opportunity and ran as fast as she could. Her assailant snarled in rage and sprang upon her, despite her head start she could not match the speed of this attacker.

She crashed to the ground under his weight. He took not chances this time with lightning speed grabbed both wrists and used one hand to hold and the other to find a cloth from his side and tied them together.

Nauil let out a blood-curdling scream, her captor flipped her onto her back and gave her a hard backhand to the face.

"Shut up or I'll slit your throat..." the attacker hissed.

Nauil looked up through her teary eyes and saw the same wolf from earlier.

"Not so superior now are you?" he violently seized her muzzle and yanked her to her feet, she yelped through her closed mouth.

He slapped her again and through her against a wall "Still think your better then me?" he tore her shirt, revealing her plump breasts, he whipped out a short knife and pressed the flatside to her throat "make a peep and it will be your last.

He reached up and gave a gentle squeeze to her breast, tears flowed down her sore cheek. She shivered as she felt his groping hand upon her.

"So nice..." he released "But unfortunately for you lass I want something else..."

The poor wolf girl gasped when she felt him slip his clumsy hand down the tear in her clothing and slid it down to her most tender area.

"So... you are a virgin" he smiled maliciously "Not for long anyway"

"Ple-please don't I-I'll..." she was cut off by another sharp slap.

"WHORE!" he snapped "You will speak when I tell you to!" he sneered before bringing his fingers to his nose, he took a deep sniff "so nice"

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Sibuna walked the street carefully; he was used to open terrain, he hated the cities for the fact that he could not see what was next, he hated surprises...

"AAHHHHHHH!!"

The jackal's ears perked up, a woman had just screamed, despite the city reasoning that told him not to get involved his instincts had always been not to let a female come to injury. He drew a small dagger from his pouch and began a silent creep along the walls...

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Nauil could only watch in horror as she was held against the wall as a vicious wolf whipped out his flaccid cock and begin to beat it to full hardness, the sickening scent of lust filled her nose. Her clothing had been all ripped off at this point and lay in tatters at her feet, hot stinging tears filled her eyes and obscured her vision.

"So lovely..." the wolf mocked as he ran the cold blade lightly along her thigh "But not for long" he laughed, his voice then became hard as steel "I'm afraid it's that time,"

Nauil screamed as she felt his press the tip against her soft entrance...

Nothing... no slap, not insult the wolf just stared at her with wide horrified eyes, he spurted blood across her face and twin streams ran down the sides of his muzzle.

He fell sideways... dead...

Nauils eyes were snapped shut, she dare not look at the new terror.

"M-miss?"

Nauil slowly opened her eyes

"ar-are you alright?" the tall barbarian looked at her, she was speechless...

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The time was now 7:22 P.M.

The fight in the market had now evolved into a full-blown riot and spread to a new street every five minuets, Altrians and Seranians fought each other, Native citizens joined in to try and stop the brawl, only to be drawn into the bloodshed...

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There was no malice in his eyes, only empathy. No lust, only worry. She was sure he was not another rapist come to claim the dead one prize.

She still backed away from him, she felt like she was in shock; her legs felt like jelly, the world was spinning... and finally the horror of being almost raped and seeing a man with a dagger lodged hilt deep in his neck caught up with her and she saw the dim light fade into black...

Sibuna caught the wolf girl as she fell... fainted... the jackal was worried at first that she may have been stabbed, but it quickly became clear that the excitement had been to much for her.

What to do now? he thought, here he was in a dark alley with a beautiful naked girl. He could leave her here, he didn't know where to take her, and if he did what would he say? Here I found this naked girl tied? They would kill him. the best idea he had was to take her to the ship with him.

"KILL THEM! KILL THE FILTHY CURRS!" Sibuna looked away from the girl; the night sky was alive with fire and smoke, he heard shouts in only a street over, the clang of steel and cries of the dying sounded off like fireworks. And by its sounds it was not far away.

He looked down at the out cold girl.

Fuck...

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"CAPTAIN THE CITYS BURNING!" the first mate screamed.

The captain hissed softly, several of his men were still ashore. The riot was fast approaching.

"Get under way!" he ordered.

"Wait! Captain what's that?!" a sailor shouted

A solitary figure appeared as a shadow against the fire backdrop, he was charged at a amazing pace towards the ship...

"BOWS READY!" the captain ordered.

The figure turned from one to two; a huge jackal charging the boat with what looked like a naked wolf.

The captain watched with anticipation, and then remembered the jackal from the tavern. But before he could voice the order too stop the jackal reached the edge of the pier, the ramp had been pulled only moments earlier but this proved nothing to the Jackal as he made a mighty leap and jumped the ten feet to the short rail of the merchant ship, and just as quickly as he made the leap he pulled himself and the wolf with him!

"GET UNDER WAY!" roared the huge jackal

though the cat understood the severity of the situation the merchant side of him interrupted "where's the pay for her?" the cat spat angrily with his one good eye glaring.

The jackal snarled "I DID! WITH THIS" and he planted the axe on his back deep in the mast only two inches from the captains head "NOW GET UNDER WAY"

The crewmen were stunned, only the captain kept his composure, he decided wisely that the canid had a point "You heard him get under way!"

For those of you wondering no I do not have an ocular fetish, this chapter took me the longest to write

If you want to use any of my characters or settings feel free just mention your old pal Pierce as the creator, once again I'm still an amateur writer so feel free to offer advice or suggestions it's the only way I'll learn