Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: Beggining

Stumbling past the broken cart Mara felt her head spinning and taste of defeat in her mouth. 

The reek in the air of the dead and the smoke from the burning carriage ahead, she took another swig of the vial and felt the soft liquid wash down her throat.

Mara blinked the dizziness away to scan for any enemies, a bloodied dagger in one arm the other holding clutched a bag of her meagre things, she looked down at the twitching corpse of one of the attackers, Lizard Men. They had been fighting the Kedar Nation for over a century, it was just her blind luck to be caught out in such situations. 

She rubbed the soot of her pale face as the light red hair blew in the wind, she was beautiful by all standards with a straight narrow nose and twinkling green eyes set on a face was pleasing and symmetric, her body was toned and athletic from her temple routines she had practiced daily, her breasts however were large for a girl of her age with pert nipples that stood up through the worn fabric of her tunic, her exposed navel felt the wind of the cold starry night.

She wore a waist tabard of thin cloth and tucked into a loin cloth between her legs; her legs themselves were covered with a thigh high stocking that hugged her toned limbs ending with a specialized wyrmskin sandals on her feet. 

Mara’s thought went to her past, she was once an aspirant of the Temple of Asra, a promising student and a future priestess and consort, but her urges had gotten the better of her when she was found to have lain with three wealthy men, who all slew each other over her, she was banished for causing such bloodshed let alone laying with a man before her initiation. 

Born an orphan she had been adopted by the Temple, her latter banishment left her alone and hopeless in a world that was strange and at times cruel.
On the eve of her fifteenth birthday the girl was found in the slave market by a member of the Dark Sisterhood, an Order of Assassins and Spies for hire made up exclusively of females of most humanoid peoples that inhabited the lands of Agerud.

Mara was initiated by Sister Kanath as an apprentice, after two years of hard training in self-defence, mental and physical she was taught the staple arts of how to entice and manipulate males to gain her ends.

By her Seventeenth summer she had begun to training for his first assignment on infiltration, under her Sister superior’s watch she practiced the mannerisms of a wet-nurse, to infiltrate the Kedari Capital and replace the royal heir with an impostor child that would die soon after,  she studied and lived with Madame Kers and she was taught and trained in how to be a wet nurse by nourishing herself correctly with magic potions, massaging herself and sexually exploring her body with strict rituals, her small breasts grew into a large handful over a month and took the pointed character of an ideal wet-nurse’s mammaries.

Mara remembering her potions vital for her task checked her bag and saw the magical potions and herbs mixed for her body, it would make her strong and fast and heal from wounds quickly, but its ability expired without consuming it again every sunrise, she was also given a vial of absolute enchantment, a potion that grants the server the point of attention and attraction of the served, it was to be used in an attempt to subvert the Crown Prince to her masters cause.

Mara stepped over the body of her contact, Sarik and removed the parchment and a strange pendant from his bloodied coat. Luck had intervened on her behalf and spared her poor Sarik’s fate, she had been inside the cart when it was attacked, she was knocked out when the attack began and had woken to a Lizard standing over her looking the other way. She had stabbed it through the neck with a dagger and blinded the second with dust in its eyes, she pierced its skull with her dagger and slew it.

She did not quite know what happened after other than that she was alive, others were dead, but she knew where she was at least, struggling through the wilderness between the Bleeding Hills to the east and the Black Swamps to the west, the hills were crawling with Necromantic evil and that was the long way anyway, the Swamps were her best bet toward the coast from where she can journey south into Kedarian Capital.
Mara walked into the hot murky swamp with a bloodied dagger and a worn leather pack wearing nothing but the soiled clothes on her frame, two greedy eyes locked on the pendant she had pocketed in her bag.

She had travelled for what seemed like hours until sunrise into the dense misty swamp, large crocodilian figures cruised the murky waters as large snakes coiled around the massive thick trees that grew there, she found the remains of an old road made of odd black granite now faded and broken and followed it until she reached a clearing, beyond which lay a ruin.

Mara examined the ruin carefully looking in and around the place; it seemed like a solid and grounded place not prone to sinking usual in such treacherous places.

She set herself down onto one of the rocks and put the bag down and retrieved a vial, she drank it without looking and put it back, she heard a clink like breaking glass and panicked, she checked around in the bag and found only two vials of healing left, the others were missing.

“What…where did those go?” she thought aloud as she searched the bag thoroughly, she came across a pink vial with no marking, and then four more similar vials, “Oh, no,” she realized she had been drinking a potion of Lactation all this time.

She panicked, and began to sort the vials that were disturbed in the ambush and mixed, some looked similar like the pink liquids, one of them was the vial of enchantment, the others were vials of rejuvenation, she did not know their smells as well as Kers but did her best to separate them and drank a rejuvenation potion. 

Mara felt a pressure build on her ribs and breast, her eyes shot down and saw peaks build on her tunic as her nipples began to show, she moaned as she felt the cotton rub against her sensitive and raw nipple, something wet was leaking from them.

She gently parted her tunics strings and slid it off her body, revealing the two precious orbs of her breasts, they looked swollen and terse as subtle blue veins appeared on the surface, her red soft nipples became darker as they stood erect their tips oddly pulsing small drips of milk was building on the tip, on her tunic she noticed milk drops and flakes of milk. 

Suddenly she felt a breeze, a shift in the wind, an odd stench, smelt like the salt of the ocean, she looked left scanning the area with her green eyes until she picked out the figure of a lizard that once seen immediately stepped forth.

Mara stood up startled, her soft chest giggling as she covered it with one hand and drew her dagger with the other, “How did you find me?”

The lizard snapped and hissed in mockery as three more of his kin followed him, “Your udders leak, female, now the pendant, human, give us the pendant and we wont eat you alive!”

Mara gulped hard and stepped back, her breasts had caused trouble before, but that was to others, not to herself, she looked down and saw that they were starting to drip again, “Damn potions.”

Mara looked back up, “What pendant? Leave me be, I will leave this place.”

The lizard gnashed its jaws in frustration and threw a javelin at her.

Mara yelped as she ducked out of the way and grabbed her top, she shoved it into her bag and leapt behind one of the fallen pillars.

Crossbow bolts smacked against the pillar as Mara ran forward until she paused at a wall hugging the stone as the missiles flew past her.

Something growled within the structure and the ground beneath Mara opened up and she fell.

Mara awoke to growling and hooting, she looked around and saw that she was in an underground room that stretched toward a pool of greenish water, she heard a grunt and a growl and from ahead and saw the large figure of a Lizard Man drop into the room.

In a panic Mara reached for her dagger and threw it at it, the blade sank into its head and it flopped dead, surprise etched on its ugly maw.

Two more appeared and advanced toward her with swords raised, Mara, reached for another dagger hidden in her bag and unsheathed it.

“I won’t die easy,” Mara yelled as she rose up and bought her dagger up with it, her breasts jiggled as she walked back toward the pool.

One of them charged, Mara deflected the slicing blow and kicked out, the lizard caught her leg and spun her, she fell into his arms with her back to the lizard, its forearms over her breasts, it squeezed them and Mara cooed in pleasure as pressure eased on her nipples as a stream of milk shot into the pool.
Cloudy milk drops splashed onto the surface of the calm water and the sounds awakened something deep in the pool.

Mara swung her dagger around and stabbed it into the offending arms of the lizard man, it growled in anger and let her go, Mara swung back around and stabbed the lizard in the chest and pushed down bringing the lizard down to the ground, a deft slice to the neck severed an artery in its neck and it began to shoot blood on Mara’s naked torso and the wet slick ground, it ominously began to flow toward the pool.

Mara turned to face the last Lizard, she was splashed with the black blood of the previous attacker and she screamed at it.

Her confidence turned to shambles as three more lizard men dropped into the room.

“Well this is unfair…”she mumbled as she reached for the last dagger in her bag.

There was a sudden splash of water from behind her as a shower of water rained over her stunned figure, she blushed as the cold water dripped down her shaking body.

A massive greenish blue being leapt in between the lizards and the young Mara, she saw the large muscular back of the being and looked at the rest of it, the thing looks like a humanoid, but with scales and large fins that rose from its back, head and limbs, there was a sweet smell that trailed it, like refined sugar…

Then she saw the being become a blur as the monster set about killing the lizards with a massive metal trident.

It moved to the first one skewering the lizard and lobbing it at another, which was followed through with a leap onto the face of the third lizard and bought it crashing down, the tip of the trident driving against its ridged skull and splitting it in two.

More Lizards dropped into the room from above and the thumping feet of more to come, the strange warrior fought the Lizards at once, leaping and stabbing, killing with every move, it was magnificent, and its moves were preternatural, but it was facing more as the killing continued, four more dropped down when the first wave were dead. 

Mara had to help or they were both dead, she tightened the strap of her bag around her waist as she ran forward and picked up a javelin from the dead lizard, throwing it at one of the occupied Lizards as she ran, it pierced through its torso and it died sputtering, she picked up another javelin and charged at another lizard which turned to face her, she stabbed its sword out of its hand, the lizard caught the spear with the free hand and pulled, Mara kicked at its knee joint as she was pulled, the lizard grunted in pain and backed off, Mara freed the javelin and stabbed it into its armoured chest as it went right through and she impaled it on the far wall.

A pair of strong scaly hands grabbed her and threw her to the ground, Mara rolled and recovered her balance was a little off as she rose up her enhanced breasts were too free and swinging throwing her muscle memory of by a few pounds. 

“Kill you!” the Lizard yelled as it leapt toward her, she rolled away and grabbed a strewn short sword from a dead hand.

She raised it up and blocked a downward stroke of an axe and deflected it away since she couldn’t control the strength of the blow, she then followed through by spinning away from the line of attack and stabbing into the lizards side, it yelped in surprise as it clutched the shortsword, Mara kicked it in its leg joint and stabbed it with a dagger on its throat.

Mara raised her dagger as she felt a presence behind her and she saw the strange warrior stand amidst a mound of dead lizards staring at the lizard blood streaked and luscious body of the erstwhile faux wet nurse with its opal eyes, her eyes met its and she felt a nervous at the countenance of the warrior, she recognized the being from the crossed trident over a conch shell symbol on its necklace, it was a Merfolk, a Deep One, a species raised to serve their Sunken God.

It was tall, very tall, at least 7 feet, its skin looked fresh and clear, a square jawed brooding face with a pair of Opal eyes and odd appendages small and tentacle like hung from either corners of the chin, it looked noble with a touch of the divine and then she saw its muscular torso very akin to that of a human with packs of muscle and broad muscular chest, a number of fresh cuts and bruises covered them, , it had a pair of coral braces and shin guards and wielded a long gold tipped tridents, she looked down and felt her cheeks flush as her eyes spied a prodigious member between its legs, barely sheathed behind a loin cloth she bit her lip unknowingly and knew it was a Merman.

“Thank you for your help, uhh…” Mara said as she bowed without taking her eyes of the Deep Ones crotch. She caught herself and looked up as it growled its reptilian tongue was flicking out tasting the air, its orbs were fixed on her red nipples and orbs on her chest.

Mara smelt the smell of sweet…sugar, she moaned as her hands rubbed her neck, she felt cold all of sudden as she felt the water drip still from her hair, rolling down her breasts into the tip of her nipple, she shuddered and bought her hand up around her breast and covered them in an anxious shame, there was a smell that was coming from the Deep One, she did not know what it was, but she could smell it.

“Sorry, I will clothe myself,” Mara started as she reached for her bag.

Then suddenly more growling lizards dropped down. The merman warrior leapt back in surprise and raised its trident on guard.





