How to Bushwhack a Sexy Vyssie (By Golash the Giant)

[Golash]

First brightening in The Month of Imperos, in the Season of Autumn, Era II of the Celestine Mandate, Era XIV Post Fractum.


Golash collected some large pages of paper, for writing on tiny books was something that not even the patient druid could work on legibly. No, this account was to be written in a book as it was too darn unique not to. The giant druid smiled as he sat within Acumin against one of the old walls in much need of repair. He then collected his papers neatly and then with his quell & ink began writing:

How to Bushwhack a Sexy Vyssie

as told by Golash the Giant




It is no soft point to be made that Vyssie are trying to kill Acuminites and the Acuminites trying to kill the Vyssie. Either way it is a task both daunting and unrelenting for both sides. The hatred the Vyssie have for people other than their kind was cryptically fascinating, but the only people Vyssie hate worse than everyone else are Acuminites. The Vyssie for multitudes of patterns have sought the demise of Acumin. Fascinatingly enough the people of Acumin have true grit never have I seen such a will to survive and the ability to repel an otherwise more prepared enemy. It is the grit that has incredibly frustrated the Vyssie and the sure will to not let go of Acumin. Not to be mistaken Acumin is a city sensitive to the wilds and so the allusive druids and rangers have had a vested interest in it. The reason for me is not simply to safe guard the long term interests of the wilds, but to make sure that such a hateful people as the Vyssie do not envelope this region . . . this would not bode well for anyone other than Vyssie.

I have sighted splendors and fascinating people while in Acumin. The people here are so kind and long suffering it’s a pity anyone would want them to perish. The absence of Acumin would surely make the empire a great deal lesser. However, in my search for Vyssie hostiles I decided to take a stealthy approach. Indeed given my large stature as a giant this perhaps sounds cliché to those smaller in size. I assure you all many giants do indeed hide and do so fairly well in the forests. However, on to the meat of the story and art of bushwhacking a sexy Vyssie.

To bushwhack a sexy Vyssie you must first search for a spot to hide. It is also important to remember that most Vyssie live under ground. It is the only option they really have as the Empire is quite good at cutting down Vyssie without much question. They also cannot handle sunlight all that well a vulnerability only reinforced by their underground living. In plain terms their eyes are just too sensitive to it. Now do not be mistaken Vyssie can see awesomely well in the dark and still offer a fight in the day. If you value your head and other extremities protruding from your body you will not take Vyssie's lightly.

The next step I took was simple, I made sure to hide away from one of the caves I strongly suspect they are using as a way to the surface. I made sure I was plenty distance away as they mostly travel in larger groups. They do so mainly because they are protecting themselves from Acuminite raids or they themselves a raiding party. However, sometimes the party is small enough for a strong enough individual or group of individuals to take down the Vyssie (not a common occurrence).

Another step to take is to hide and hide well, so basic camouflage will do. However, do not make too much as this will look disjointed from the natural foliage of the wilds. Also please don’t paint your face a full color of war paint or camouflage paint . . . you will die quicker than busty elf mistress in a Orc harem.

In my case I hid in some already present foliage and grew up a few areas that were patchy. Then of course using some abilities I know blended in with my surroundings as though a chameleon. Indeed it worked, I know as a few deer passed by, a poisonous snake slithered by, and two bears made love while I waited there without their knowing.

After a while I really needed to urinate, but before moving to unzip and let loose some recycling I heard something! The steps were careful and perhaps missed if you did not travel the wilds long enough to know what to listen for. It usually is a small disturbance or even a brief quieting of the wild life. The waiting paid off as my eyes beheld a Vyssie woman.

Note in your log that Vyssie always seem to be women! The men though mostly subservient in Vyssie society must be blessed to have so many women skimping around in Herozzal and in these forests.

It was strange a ranger had not already killed her or detained her. It was fine though a druid was waiting for her with giant arms open and some natural loving.

To be Continued . . . .

[Alithyra]

Twenty first brightening in The Month of Imperos, in the Season of Autumn, Era II of the Celestine Mandate, Era XIV Post Fractum.

When Alithyra left the Aedile's office in Mystique she didn't have to return to the home that she had been sharing with her former Master Artimeus Vendel. Before she had left that house Alithyra had found a black canvas backpack into which she had packed the full suit of boiled dark orchid leather armour. While around her waist she placed the dark orchid colored leather sheath which held her elven steel matte black scimitar. She had also packed an extra light green blouse, dark blue blouse, and black pants. Before she walked out of the house Alithyra removed the collar from around her neck and placed it on the table beside the door. Walking out through the gates of the city of Mystique, Alithyra began her adventure into a new life in a brand new city.

3 weeks later

It had taken the young female Vysstichi Elf nearly 3 weeks to walk from the city of Mystique to just outside the gates of the city of Acumin. Over the weeks of traveling Alithyra noticed that her already long hair had grown even longer. Her finely toned body had become even more sculpted and toned. The young Vyssitichi female traveled mostly most between the times of dusk till dawn. She did this so that she wouldn't run into others for she knew that her race was not liked by most of the other races of Telath, and also because the sun hurt her eyes.

Thou on this brighting Alithyra decided to start her travels into Acumin at midafternoon. The young Vyssitichi Elf kept her eyes ever on the look out for those who might wish to do her harm. So what happened next took her quite by surprise.

To be Continued....

[Golash]

Indeed, there were many ways to kill, maim, and do other despicable acts to this vessie. I do admit as she drew closer something struck me different. She was beautiful . . . for a Vyssie and walking alone this could not be right! It had to be a trap of some kind as if she was some type of bait . . . YES . . . that had to be it! That of course was until i noted it was a little passed the middle of the brightening. Now that was strange as Vyssie don't brave the sun light all that often. So see fellow adventurers never misjudge these conspicuous Vyssie fiends!

So what next, right? I waited darted my eyes about in so many directions it would have made Orod cross eyed and Carmelya harelipped. The trees said nothing and my senses were even less helpful. This, this , this Sexy Vyssie was actually alone . . . I grinned a little before deciding to take her prisoner for some . . . questioning. Yes, this would surely be ethical yet rid the forest of a ruthless and blood thirsty Vyssie!

I could lunge out and kick her like some child's ball. However, this would not only break probably every valuable bone in her body, but also kill her. This surely was not an option nor was witch slapping her that would not work either my hands are simply to big. I would have to use nature only it's touch can be purely deadly, but at the same time be soft and merely binding.

As the Vyssie stepped carefully it was clear she knew the perils of the forests. So I channeled my arcane talents and began to slither agile vines near her feet. As a result, before she could lift her foot for another step the vines abruptly jolted up and tripped the Vyssie. Yes! Indeed I watched as she began to tumble . . . eat dirt witch!

To be Continued . . .

[Alithyra]

Alithyra was so busy concentrating on keeping watch for those who might wish to do her harm, that she didn't notice the vines wrapping themselves around her delicate ankels until it was to late. Taking a step forward the young female Vysstichi elf found herself tumbling to the ground. Not having enough time to proberly break her fall, Alithyra hits the ground hard knocking the air out of her lungs for a moment. Looking aroung the young female Vysstichi elf begins to curse in her native tongue when she sees the vines wrapped around her ankles. Sitting up she looks around and says in Common to no one in particular, "I know someone is out there. The these vines couldn't have wound themselves around my ankles on there own. So you might as well show yourself to me for I want to see the face of the person brave enough to bring down a Vysstichi female." Having said her piece Alithyra sits up and waits to see if anyone is brave enough to step out into the open.

To be Continued.......

[Golash]

Billions of Blue Blistering Barnacles! She was right! How many vines slither by themselves in the wilds? Ha! She obviously did not know where I was and I supposedly a big clumsy giant! After I was over showered with glee until I almost peed....no really I almost did, for in Acumin messing with vyssie's proves most stimulating!


Back to her point though, as she sat on her beautiful buttocks I pondered my next move. She did not seem too combative so maybe I should just reveal myself. Vyssie's were quite crafty so I decided to add some flair to the situation.

I tightened my hold on her ankles slithering some more of my agile vines around. Then with a gentle yet sudden tug they began to drag her back a few paces. They suddenly stopped and then Alithyra could see the vines up through the tree. Soon enough almost like a pulley the vines ratcheted her up feet first from a tall branch above her. Until now she found herself swinging upside down . . . as she dangled back and forth gracefully the giant boldly spoke. His voice obviously deeper than the little races "You speak quite confident for someone hanging in a tree my dear. In fact give me a good reason why i should not just have my way with you right now and then beat you and leave you to the bears afterwards?" Vyssie seem to like such kinky talk.

She was cunning and knew I was very close by, but where . . .yes, the intrigue, the suspense . . .I was enjoying every bit of it

To Be Continued . . .

[Alithyra]

As the vines began to pull her backwards Alithyra clawed at the ground to no avail, within a few seconds the young female Vysstichi elf found herself hanging upside. As she hung there by her ankles Alithyra was thankful that she had on her traveling clothes and not what she wore normally around her Master's home, thou at this very moment she was without a Master. Hearing the voice once again Alithyra looks around to see if she can figure out where it is coming from. "Well up until only a few moments ago I wasn't hanging upside down in this tree, so why shouldn't I speak with confidence. Thou you sir are a coward for you won't show yourself. Seeing as how I'm hanging from this tree I can't stop you from having your way with me and then beating me and leaving me for the bears to find and feast on. Thou let me down out of this tree and see what happens if you try and have your way with me the results will be oh so much different I can promise you."

[Golash]

Well what does a giant say to that? I mean really . . . my mind went "ummmmm" for a while until I decided it was prudent to show myself. This Vyssie women had many the attributes a Vyssie women has, but also had some others that were not ordinary. Unbeknownst to Alithyra the giant was just besides the trunk of the very tree she was hanging from. My height and booming voice made it hard to recognize my location in the ocean of trees bouncing such echoes to and from. A brief distortion in the prisms of color occurred amongst the base of the tree as the giant became fully visible.

I spoke to her kindly choosing to forsake my hardened combative state and grasped a good portion of her abodmen with just one of my hands. I then carefully pulled her toward me the vines creaking slightly as the weight shifted "A coward you say, and yet here you are rendered nearly useless . . . a beautiful ornament in one of nature’s trees I would say." I smiled warmly making sure her eyes met with mine.

As I peered into her dark eyes I saw something peculiar in them, and knew what i saw was typical Vyssie passion that somehow was tempered. Not much mind you but enough to reason with. No my friends I could not kill her . . . NO! Carmelya blessed me with an opportunity . . . dangerous this one may eventually be but there was something soft buried within her deep Vyssie eyes.