1. Aurora - Chapter 1 - The Golden Age Of Lithuin


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    ... him. She thrust the bottom half of her staff under his thigh and swept Aden's leg out from under him.

“WHOAAA!”

*THUD*

Aden was on his back before he knew what hit him. Zara stood over him, pointing the blunt end of her staff at his throat.

“Pathetic.”

Aden winced in pain before replying casually. “Thanks. Next time, tell me what you really think...”

He held out his hand and Zara seized it in her strong grip. The veteran dark elf warrior pulled him to his feet with ease. Her look of stern disapproval morphed into a grudging smile. Her cold exterior usually melted when Aden turned on the charm.

“You need to take this seriously.”

“I am. I'm just better with a sword.”

“We already practiced with sparring swords. The outcome was no different. Besides, you shouldn't rely on swords. They're sidearms. Real warriors use two handed weapons.”

Zara planted the end of her staff into the floor and held it beside her body proudly. With her cocked head and slight lean, she looked like an amazon showing off her favorite spear.

Even in her sparring gear, Mistress Nightwind was a sight to behold. She stood at 6'3 and her body was a curvy, statuesque column of well-toned muscle. On the color spectrum, her skin tone registered somewhere between pale blue and light gray. Her shoulder-length pale blonde hair, light purple lips and magenta eyes stood out in remarkable contrast to her flawless skin. Her thin, pointed ears tilted upward, giving her a menacing look ...
    ... that was typical of her kind.

The training robes she wore were plain, but even when they sparred, her massive thighs were forever saddled in thigh-high leather fighting boots. Likewise, her forearms were locked in protective leather vambraces, leaving her hands free to wield any weapon skillfully. The loincloth hanging from her waist did little to hide Zara's non-combat weapon. The dark elf mistress-at-arms was huge down there, even by Futa standards.

“I didn't come here to be a warrior.”

“No, but Leilana wants you trained in combat arts. At least well enough to defend yourself.”

“Why? Who's going to attack me in Lithuin?”

“No one, probably. But it's not impossible someone could try to abduct you. And what if you need to leave the city some day?”

“Then I hope a sexy elven warrior will serve as my bodyguard” Aden answered with a sly grin.

The compliment registered on Zara's face with a flash of surprise and embarrassment. Flattery was one of the few weapons that was effective against the skilled fighter. Her eyes darted away from Aden briefly as she composed herself. She coughed nervously before getting back on topic.

“We need to improve your foot work. That's the main reason you're not getting any better.”

“Okay. How do we do that?”

“Good question. You seem to have two left feet. I'm thinking we should put you in a dress and teach you the basics of dancing.”

“Wait! What?!? Why a dress?”

“To help you get in touch with your feminine side. You'll ...
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