Author: [SageofRhun] Rymerk: The Shadows in the Jagged Mountainside

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Chapter 1: Assignment

            A man with dual swords looked from a perch near a brooding tower. He wore shabby, nondescript, and hard boiled leather armour. He sighed since steel armour suffered damage, he had to leave it had the local blacksmith to recast and re-forge it. Behind him, he heard the banter and laughter of two sweet voices.

            Maids in the bar. He thought.

            The local guardsman noticed the man and beckoned him to come. He obliged and the guard pointed to a flag, "Her Majesty wants you to be the flagbearer."

            The man nodded and took it, however, he needed to get a drink. He went to the bar and ordered a refreshing light ale, it's light golden brown colour shimmered under the sunlight. Bitter at first, the man cringed slightly, it turned sweet eventually. He heard two familiar voices and cocked his head, two beauties, a dark-haired elf and a cheery dark haired war maiden greeted his sight. The man turned red and he hoped that they did not notice him. He whistled and tried to exit, nonetheless, the women already noticed him. He stopped right in his tracks and had a nervous glint in his eyes, beautiful as they were, he realised that they were shorter than he thought. The warrior maid stood as high as she could, however, she barely reached the man's chin. The elf, on the other hand, reached the man's nose. Both of the ladies smiled at the man and greeted him.

            "Hi there! My name's Stella Hydengarde, I'm an elven sorceress and the Queen's friend's daughter!" she chirped.

            "I'm Mia Lastein, a warrior in training. My father is the captain of the royal guard," she flexed slightly. 

            "Uh... Hi, I'm Rymerk, I'm just a drifter and mercenary."

            "I see her majesty chose you to be the bearer," Stella noted.

            "Y-y-yeah. I'm one of her distant relatives I guess," he wiped the sweat from his brow.

            "Well, it's our responsibility to be YOUR guards!" They shouted in unison.

            Rymerk red with embarrassment, averted his gaze as he noticed both ladies unintentionally flaunting their assets. For Stella, he noticed how big, globular, and full her breasts were. With her cleavage exposed and her mammaries bouncing up and down, Rymerk felt quite uncomfortable. As for Mia, he noticed her wiry arms and somewhat voluptuous legs.

            "I'm fine, I can handle myself," he replied with nonchalance as he regained his composure.

            Both ladies pouted their lips, they realised that he would a tough person to convince. They both chuckled and released their restraints slightly. Rymerk saw an ember glow envelop Stella and Mia and he looked stunned. Mia's breasts doubled in size and drew his attention, however, he failed to notice her muscles slowly expanding. Veins appeared in a sudden cluster and disappeared, her transformation ended quickly. She winked and gave a quick flex. She slightly towered over Rymerk at 6 ft. Stella breasts tripled in size and grew taller. She towered over both Mia and Rymerk, she must have been at least 6 ft 5.

            "How about now Mr Mercenary?" Stella giggled.

            "Mmm? Don't you want two capable women at your side?!" Mia teased. 

            Stern, Rymerk stood his ground and shook his head. Nonetheless, he glanced at the road outside town. He felt a dreading presence there and he knew that he had no magic to protect from spiritual possession. He sighed and quickly changed his mind.

            "I changed my mind. Sure, you can accompany me."

            The ladies glomped him, he felt their soft breasts press into him. He turned red and felt uncomfortable. He regained his composure and beckoned them to come with him to an inn.

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Chap 2: Ditching the Guards

Rymerk sighed, perhaps he should have purchased a few magical gems ward away the dark spirits. He did not really know why the Queen would make him be the flag carrier, for what would be gained? He pondered on whether he should ask her or not and why did he have to be under the guard of two ladies. He had a feeling that they would hinder him in mission and thus he snuck past them without a word.

            He hastily rushed towards the mage's shop and purchased a few simple yet rugged gems. He cast the spell and ventured onto the lonesome road, there lay the ashen woods. Trees as grey as dust, darker than the brooding steel of fine steel armour, Rymerk sighed again. He hoped that his gear would provide at least minimal protection.

            I've suffered worse. They'll probably forget me anyway.  He thought.

            "WHY DID HE LEAVE?!" both Stella and Mia shouted.

            Seething, their dormant wrath awoke. How could a man who accepted their help let alone turn back on his word? Questions, many questions surfaced. Words could not describe their pain, for the man seemed quite cute too as well. His gait, mannerisms, and his awkwardness made him eccentric yet unique. Nonetheless, the already towering Stella began to grow taller, her legs lengthened, her arms seemed to reach for the air, and she it appeared that she grew wider. Inch by inch, her arms slowly began to reach the wall, her legs nearly buckled, for the room became cramped as she ascended. 6 ft 5, 6 ft 7, 6 ft 9, 7 ft, and finally 7 ft 5. Her breasts grew in proportion to her height and remained juicy and firm.

    One the other hand, Mia already bulging muscles bulged further as they strained the fabric of her sleeves and leggings. The pauldrons began to creak, her breastplate suffered as her breasts expanded and tugged tightly at the restraints. She felt a sharp pain travel through her body, the armour's magical defense activated, she struggled again, for the restraints were not giving up. Stella noticed and temporarily warded off the restraint's effect.  From 6 ft she shot up 5 inches and stretched the fabric of her leather suit. Mia's armour plopped off and flew across the room and hit the wall. She sighed in relief and played with her bigger, rounder, and fatter bust. She kneaded them and cooed, Stella followed suit.

    "Ooooh yes, it feels pleasurable and so erotic to let your powers lose!" Mia purred.

    "Aaah, I know! But remember we got limits for a reason?" Stella replied.

    "That sneaky bastard, I hope we find him. He'll make a great partner," Mia licked her sultry lips.

    "We don't really know him that well, whatever the case, we'll find out soon enough... Damn it, these are cramped," Stella voiced her annoyance at her dress.

    Rymerk already reached the middle of the road and was heading towards mountain fortress near Angborne.

    Heh, they seem to be pretty slow. I'll be at Angborn anytime. He smirked.

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Chapter 3: The First Shadow

            Rymerk shivered and he lighted his torch again, for it seemed that the daylight could not penetrate the gray fog. He glanced and saw a few withered flowers much to his dismay, whatever came here had hostile intentions. He readied his blades and surveyed his surroundings and he heard little to no sound, just the mere rustling of the ashen tree branches.  He did not see not any leaves on them either.  As Rymerk walked further up the road, the atmosphere grew gloomier as he passed by rows of formerly regal trees, now tainted by the fog's life-absorbing touch.   

            He scouted the area and found an excellent site to set camp in. After a few minutes, he set up his tent and essentials. Now, he needed to scout the area again, he needed to see if any enemies of the Queen set camp. He went to a nearby ledge and spotted a few unfriendly looking dark elves along with orcs. A few orcs heaved crates of explosives and had a few pints of stale beer, they seemed to be on guard duty. He grimaced, for it would be tough to take them head-on.

    Nonetheless, something felt afoot. Rymerk noticed something that looked like a thick, viscous, and black sludge move towards the enemy encampment. The dark elves failed to notice and soon met with something unpleasant. A chill ran up his spine, whatever that thing was, it would spell doom for those came across it. Screams and screeches echoed across the morose forest of ashen trees. The shapeless mass seemed to break away, Rymerk needed to get a better look at the entity. However, it took him a while find his telescope. There! Finally, he found the blasted thing.

    Eeeh... That is NOT SLUDGE! He thought.

     

    Rymerk only saw shadowy apparitions of what appeared to be a raiding party. However, he still felt unsure about the debacle, he needed to survey the area further. He took a quick look with his telescope again and found of what seemed to be the perpetrator. A fair and young lady, tanned skin, grey hair and elven ears as well... Or that was what is he thought.  The lady appeared to be a seamstress of the shadow and she blended in with the mass of shadowy apparitions. They seemed to form the 'sludge' that he had seen earlier.

    "Eh, I should know some magic... I can zoom in a little further," he noted.

            Now with a better view, he could make out features of the seemingly elven perpetrator, he noticed that she was much swarthier than he initially thought.  Rymerk noticed a long stretch of shadow which seemed to cover the entire camp as the mysterious elf departed.  She had obliterated all traces of life in the encampment as there were corpses strewn across the field with splatters of crimson blood soaked the grass.

            Oh dear god...  Such destructive power! He shuddered.

             Suddenly, Rymerk felt a chill run up his spine, the perpetrator seemed to head his way. Feeling tense, he struggled to find a hiding spot, however, the elf went another way. He sighed in relief and realised how much needed those two ladies and he hoped they would find him quickly. Indeed, the ladies rushed as hastily as they could as they trudged through the muddy road. Their ire and anxiety were at an all-time high, for how could someone as lithe and cute as Rymerk escape?

            Stupid Rymerk... Stella pouted her lips.

            Dumbass Rymerk... Mia did so too.

            To travel quicker, Stella released her and Mia's magical restraints again. A familiar amber glow enveloped her as she began to grow taller and taller. Her legs and arms stretched as she continued to take larger and larger steps. Her arms reached into the sky and the earth seemed to get smaller with each passing second. 7 ft 5, 8 ft, 8 ft 7, 9 ft, 10 ft, and finally 12 ft. She towered over the forest and could see the bridge leading to Angborne forest.  As for Mia, the ground began to tremor as Mia transformed. Her muscles hardened, swelling up to twice the size of a baseball.  Her fat basketball sized bust expanded again and became as full and thick as watermelons.  Her abs thickened as they strained against her sturdy leather tunic and her torso widened causing the leather to creak and stretch. Her bones by now were certainly tougher than Damascus steel and thicker than the strongest of orcs. Height wise, she only grew slightly but nonetheless stood proudly at 6 ft 8.  As pleasurable as their transformations were, the ladies had no time to revel as Rymerk's life stood between the crossroads of life and death.

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Chap 4: Rymerk's Gambit

            The shrill wind immediately became an icy gale and Rymerk cringed and shuddered.

Too chilly! He thought.

            Nightfall came and overtook the fading daylight, he could not see much into the distance. Rymerk lighted up another torch and left his encampment to find more firewood. Nonetheless, he felt uncomfortable for he did not really know what to anticipate. How many enemy camps were near Angborne forest? Were there more malcontent elves and orcs to be encountered? He had no clue. Suddenly, he heard a tree branch snap and fall, it seemed that someone had hidden among the trees. Rymerk stood his ground and readied his blades and slowly approached the source of the noise.

            He steadily breathed and activated his night vision gem, he found someone near. With adept silence, he moved towards the person and prepared to strike. However, he stopped right in his tracks as heard light and soft breathing. He sheathed his arms and examined the person, they seemed young for their age. He lit another torch and got a closer look and pitied them.

A young kid in the forest. I wonder why they're here? Rymerk sighed.

Every child deserves a home, perhaps I'll give them temporary shelter. He thought.

            Rymerk carried the child with him as he headed back towards the camp. He gathered enough firewood to last the night. He heard the child whimper as the wind made them feel chilly, Rymerk felt empathetic and wrapped two blankets around them. He hoped that would do the trick. He worried that some orcs or dark elves would stumble and probably kidnap the child, Rymerk used one of the other magic gems to make the camp blend into the forest. He scouted the nearby woods to see if there were any more enemy outposts ahead.

            "Nothing so far, it's too eerily quiet right now," he muttered.

            He continued his search only to find nothing once more. Or that was what he thought, a few looming figures rustled among the bushes, however, Rymerk did not notice. One by one, they began to encircle him and little did he know that fell into a trap. Like lightning, the Knights of the Sacred Shade struck him.

    "Uurgh," he barely stifled a cry of pain.

    A long battle ensued, Rymerk barely managed to block several incoming slashes. In the meantime, Stella and Mia entered the forest and glanced at their surroundings. Even with her new height, Stella could not make out any shapes or details, the night truly enveloped Angborne Forest. Stella cast a lighting spell, the forest suddenly sprang to life, she could finally see the trees and the surrounding area. Mia could do nothing but worry about Rymerk on whether if he was okay or not.

    "Stella, I hope we can find him quickly!" she yelled.

    "Patience Mia, I don't have a map of Angborne Forest with me right now... Finding Rymerk will be like finding a needle in a haystack," she sighed.

    "Huh? Do you hear that Stella?"

    "... I do"

    "Stella, lets go!"

   

    Mia felt a rush of adrenaline as she continued pummel the knights, her veins began to engorge with a rush of blood. Her heart beat faster, her bloodlust and horniness increased. Her leather jerkin struggled as her burgeoning breasts stretched it to the limit. Creaking and moaning could be heard as her biceps, triceps, and forearm muscles bulged and grew. Slowly, inch by inch, pieces of leather ripped and fell from Mia's lower sleeve exposing her bigger semi-baseball sized forearms. Next her upper sleeves ripped part exposing her now melon sized biceps and slightly bigger melon sized triceps. Her legs filled up with stone hard muscle which brimmed with power, her butt slightly expanded and softened and finally her pants fit her snugly. The buttons of her leather undercoat popped and exposed a deep expanse of gratuitous amber cleavage. Her abs hardened further and the hem of the leather shirt pulled away until it reached the bottom of her ample breasts.


    She moaned with ecstasy and continued to crush her enemies with ease. Their skulls fractured, the arms crushed, and legs broken beyond repair. Blood everywhere, it soaked the grass and stained the bark of the ashen trees. A gruesome sight, however, Mia calmed down and left the knights to their fate. She felt a sudden jolt, the sky seemed to be more reachable now, the forest floor seemed to get tinier with each passing moment. Her breasts experienced another mini growth spurt, a few more buttons popped off, and breast flesh split over. Her abs smoothened and legs were now longer.  Her muscles had grown in proportion as well. No longer a scrawny 6 ft 8, she stood proudly 12 ft 8 and rivalled Stella in size.

    Stella on the other hand just finished dealing with the leader of the group. Unlike Mia, who's magical restraint almost broke, Stella's managed to suppress and delay her growth spurt. She sighed, for she wanted to surpass Mia in height if not strength at least, nonetheless, that did not matter. She used some magic to imprison their opponents, she would come back and question them later. Mia smirked and distracted Stella, if there was one thing that Stella certainly still were breasts nearly twice the size of Mia's. Mia suggestively rubbed her bust against Stella and she blushed, for they would not do it often. 

    Finally, Rymerk received some respite. He breathed heavily and limped towards the nearest tree, he hoped nobody found the child. He disappeared into shadows of the forest and went back to the camp. He sighed in relief, no harm came to the child. He sat and wondered about the child's origins, nonetheless, the wind continued to gnaw at him. Rymerk shivered and started another campfire and brought his tent a little closer so he could feel the warmth. He sighed, for it seemed as the days passed by, it became more complicated. Nonetheless, he relaxed and dozed off.