Shirts vs Skins by misumu

DAZ|Studio • Fantasy • posted on May 01, 2019

Contains nudity, violence

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Deric Erictner was a kind and just King, he had tamed Arte Rosula from the savage lands over run by monster and bandits. Wisdom guided his and magic in combat, as well as in the throne room. Some thought his decisions quirky and odd, but his was the only kingdom where humans, elves and dwarves lived in peace -if not total harmony-- with the fey and goblins for that was not possible. Some believed he was a messenger from the gods for seemed to speak freely with the partnered deities Backlum Chaam, god of fertility and men, and Tychon Laran, god of creation, chance and war. King Deric himself never clarified matters for his people, rather enjoying all the speculation. To the west of Arete Rosula, the King of Ithane had always coveted the lands that were now Arte Rosula, but feared weakening his power on conquering a land of monsters and bandits. He made the mistake of thinking that King Deric was weak from the constant battles, and sent his assassins to kill him and his court in the dead of the night. He was sure that rumors that Deric was a hedonist would make for an easy victory. What his assassins found was that the Joie de vivre young king was far from a pushover. Angered by the cowardly attack King Deric, summoned his close friend and confident Jamie Rose, Mage Priest of Tychon Laran, as well as Trys, the servant of Backlum Chaam. They paid the King of Ithane a day time visit. The trio arrived a few hours before Deric's forces would to find the King had opened his gates for them to enter. "Have you come to surrender, your army is far behind you," The King of Ilthane sneered sizing up the eldritch warrior is practically non existent armor. "That is not my army, it is the cleaning crew, my army will arrive tomorrow to take up residence when I sit on your throne." King Deric said with a smile. "My kingdom is my rose, but I am its thorn, you should have left us alone." (tagged for violence and nudity -not that there technically any nudity)