What did her green eyes spot on the beach? Wreckage of a small vessel some rogue used as a getaway. Among the items found in the wreckage she discovered a pirate's cutlass worth 520 or so in Vullanese currency, which a stalker stole from a female buccaneer. Her face lit up as the pair of them brought everything to their hostel inside Aram city weeks before the Vestrisian invasion commenced. No one else sat in the room with them as he put the radio on for music. Sauntering over to him she shook herself a little getting his attention. Instead of music the dramatized broadcasts of the Vestrisian invasion of Vullanese Islands filled the room. Authorities let loose a 1,161 Stitched wing skaab warrior battalion to delay VUVR forces. Whatever her new partner, the Vullanese Military Priest muttered something about the construction of 772 stitched manglers were underway as they heard about the VUVR invasion. She would rather he mutter words about her body and how arousing it looked to most males she encountered. Almost ignoring this he turned his attention to the radio broadcast that mentioned VUVR forces starting to press their attacks on other islands. Their leaders used 2,140 stone retrieval constructs as wall building units to barricade the streets. All 475 of Aram City's Armored Transports are to be commandeered. She went up to him pressing herself against his clothed body.
"Can you make yourself stronger, and bigger? I overheard that close to 273 experience the warped physique spell to increase their strength, and size." She inquired to him raising both eyebrows. Her chine rested on his shoulder while beaming at him.
"You remind of a pair of patrician vampires of the Markov family captured a trio of glamorous outlaws called the lipstick gang."
"Ah that old tale. You are not a creep like those two were." She wrapped her arms around him. Pressing her nude body against him. Luring him to have intercourse proved easy as he shoved her on the bed. Giving him a smile, she allowed this Military Priest to fuck her before evening meal.
Morning came with the news of Vestrisians seizing one of Asnar's islands. Just because she wanted to mingle did not mean she was clueless about the outside world. Calling herself the Adaptive Snapjaw, Tammy Burnshaw was a singing Siren who enjoyed certain partners with either intelligence, talent, or higher office. She overheard from a Captain that a single unit of 180 Vullanese Band Alley Black Guards were stationed nearby. Total number of these Blackguards came up to 1,500. Strewn all over the main island and other islands of Asnar Vullanese authorities appeared alone in holding this island. That was weeks before Vestrisians launched an invasion of Asnar's southern islands. From Aram's position this Military Priest met with some other military leaders with her tagging alone. Believing her to be some clueless harlot this other leader revealed that 226 Reverse Engineers are given 346 Research assistants to modify or upgrade 370 Manor Skeletons. Would that even be enough for Aram's defenses? She doubted that, as her gut told her Vestrisia was aiming to defeat Vullan and her allies. That is what she gathered after hanging around military personnel at dens, and parties.
Weeks went by as Vestrisians launched their invasion on Asnar itself. Pummeling Vullan's defenses was all the Vestrisians did as they pressed further into Vullanese territory. Nazdar, Grevaskii, and Vidothran leaders sent in aid which only delayed the inevitable defeat of Vullanese forces on Asnar. Ahead of the coming invasion of the western half of Asnar Vullanese leaders, and military commanders made plans. A single unit of Blade Juggler Mages are held back to harass any Vestrisians that enter the streets while main forces held for as long as possible. A few herds of 294 Tasseled Domedary camels led out of harm's way. One forged unit of shaman chain mages consisted of 277 plus the leader are deployed in alleys, and villages. A single firmament sage stays behind out of 331 on the Vullanese side. Out of 429 only one obsessive Astronomer remains on the main island. While lounging Tammy the Siren heard more units were being stationed to defend Aram City. Vullanese draft a total of 293 out of 310 Duel Craft Trainer Soldiers for Asnar's defenses. Pulling in more they managed to get 390 Hired Hexblades as mercenaries. Rallied a unit of 280 Fireproof Cavalry for attempted charges on certain flanks. Gathered 378 mobile Spear Spewers manned by Goblins to hold narrow passages alongside machineguns. 530 Prying blades are equipped to any scavengers they set loose. Just 374 Smitten Sword Masters with 407 apprentices are ordered to man defenses. 525 Gift Blade Prowlers are given orders to keep watch for enemy movements while 484 Eyeblight Assassins prepare themselves to ambush unsuspecting VUVR soldiers. 394 Ilango Horizon Agents, and 480 Dhend City Operatives are sent to the front while 267 Hexplates Golems are hidden in different settlements. A battalion of 361 Treasure Keeper Constructs are kept as city defenses. 347 Undercity Scavenger Black Ogres tamed then trained for combat. A total 507 Tyrant's Machines are set up as traps in the city's defenses.
While following this Military Priest around Tammy met the firmament Sage, Research Assistant, Enhanced Surveillance, a Paired Tactician, an Astronomer willing to volunteer, a Tavern Scoundrel in a suit, and a Vault expert. In a room within a Master Theologian's Guild that appeared discreet about its meetings. Inside this very room of nothing but cushions, sofas, wooden carvings of scholars, several tables, and fire different stories were shared. Boredom started to overwhelm her, so she was forced to fake interest. She did not care to hear the Enhanced surveillance was previously occupied with a vivisection of a Great Hart Elk. Thousands inhabited this island. She held back a tear for the living creatures. Their Scoundrel mentioned the menace or beast of the island Manace being a gluttonous slug. Something she did not want described in detail. He did anyways giving her a wink then laughed when she gave him a disgusted squint of the eyes. Giving a quick apology to her he tossed the floor to their tactician friend. Calling himself a Crusader he gave his name as Aron Bense. Becoming more acquainted this Bense said he knew of 300 hidden stockpiles scattered all over the island. Her own eyes closed asleep while listening when Bense got up to woo her a little. Looking into his eyes she could tell he had an idea. The way he grinned made her beam up at him. Now these stories were getting her excited somehow. Was it worth having this Bense as a partner. Her current companion the Military Priest kept looking over at her from his seat. From the lips of the Vault Expert 3 of Hierophant's chalices, 702 sky diamonds, enchanted heirloom mirror, Giant's Amulet became loot safe during the Vestrisian assault. More looted items include 510 prized short swords, 5 ancestral blades intact, 500 Simic Lockets, and Glassblower's puzzle knot that helped her uncover clues on some arcane map last year in the city of Exhaull. Her heart sank when news about a certain town she frequented.
"What I overheard was that 836 carnallites took their revenge on masters or overseers once the V.U.V.R. forces approached our Vullanese held town."
"If that is the case then our priests, and faithful inquisitors must bring out the True Faith Censors."
"We don't have that much time Vestrisian forces are pressing their advance on a larger city of ours. Defenders can only expend one unit of 162 Burden of Guilt joins a unit of 324 Expendable Lackeys at the front outside that city."
Was there any hope for this defense? She doubted that keeping that to herself. Vullan could fall within the next couple of years with help from their allies. Alone Vullan would have fallen within a year. She allowed this Bense to hump her a little not caring at all what it looked like. He humped for a few seconds before turning to his fellow Vullanese while holding both her legs. Bense's attention on her was ripped away by the Military Priest who mentioned some gang war that kept dragging on in the western coastal city of Razor Pearl. Only 90 available chronomaton are let loose on a gang war that keeps dragging on near the wharfs, and warehouses. According to the reports 344 members of one gang called the Harbor Bandits find themselves overcome. Casualties were misconstrued due to decapitations and mutilations. Tammy shot up from her position prepared to leave the room. What she did not want to hear about were details on body parts being cut up. It made her uncomfortable as goosebumps rose and her skin crawled a little. Taking her leave of the room she spotted a Pridemalkin feline near a window at the end of the second-floor hall. It was being rubbed on the head by Silent Observer known as Andre Arkenason. To her he was a breath of fresh air, and desirable with his hood covering the upper part of his face. All she could see were his lips and chin. Feeling alive she started to walk over to him when the door swung open, and her original companions filed out. Whatever she wanted to do would need to wait. Leaving with the group of men she made mental notes on who she wanted to have fun with.
Days passed by as news went to the Military Priest's ears along with hers which hovered over his shoulder in bed. In a series of pamphlet notifications they learn about 564 True Faith Censors made on the Vullanese Asnir Islands used to weed out nonbelievers. A total of 1,532 people considered nonbelievers found themselves cast out. Where they went depended on the availability of transportation. Some flew, others managed to sail, some even went for Vestrisian lines. As refugees these outcast non-believers would spill vital intel to the Vestrisians. Asnar's arsenal of weapons they possessed 1,002 pairs of gauntlet torches. Only 521 are used in the fighting with mixed results. Some exploded on the users, others fried a couple of attackers, others malfunctioned or missed their targets. Several were dropped, while the rest found themselves in Vestrisian hands. Tammy knew it was only matter of time before the VUVR would come knocking on their doors at Aram City. When flipped through some more he found one that said nothing, but chaos was starting to kick in. Across the front defenders used 511 vials of Dragonfire tossing them with their hands. As desperate measures started to rise as options some figured to let loose 501 Toxic Scorpions as attempts to ward off Vestrisian advances. Vials exploded in the hands of wielders, some were dropped around a unit, others were hit with stray bullets or bombs from aircraft. As for the Scorpions many of the little buggers hid in the ruins attacking Vullanese defenders and Vestrisian invader. Another notification mentioned a single unit of 378 Deadeye Tormentors move past a fork in a road with 247 Grey Pelt Hunters from Gontrella in a successful counter push that would not last long. Out of the two units 281 of them take inventory leaving 370 Nightclubbers, and 124 Tavern Swindlers no modern weaponry to use against Vestrisian invader as the toll of Vestrisian invasion is felt by 372 of them. Most Nightclubbers, and Tavern Swindlers dropped their weapons as a sign of desertion. Amidst the chaos and short termed successes one city warned of destruction going on. Over 300 Manic Vandals armed with 308 Mattocks rush over with 379 Reckless Imps to demolish sacred relics.
Weeks later their imminent requirement for evacuation commenced. Tammy found herself in the company of the astronomer, firmament Sage, the Surveillance, the Scoundrel, Vault Expert, tactician, and the research assistant. On board a treasure cruise called the Tide Water Minion she brought as many personal belongings as possible with her to save them from being looted. Getting herself ready she invited eight males into the rented-out room. Giving them a warm welcome, she allowed them to take turns with her as she chose to entertain and please them. Letting them do her as they pleased made for a tidy conclusion to her eyes as they were disgruntled over leaving their homes due to Vestrisian bombings. When they were done they left her on the bed exhausted from the activity. Closing her eyes Tammy felt herself pass out in her room with her belongings in the closet of the room. For what felt like hours Tammy lay on the bed believing their Cruise could return home in a week. Something stirred her awake. The room was dark as night had come and no lights were left on. Sitting up she turned on the light to find the Tavern Scoundrel using what looked like a 50-foot rope to help the Vault Expert take her Siren's Song Lyre.
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