The Dungeonrunners: Rise of the Horde #1

Author's Note: I've been teasing it for a while. Little mentions here and there. Kept thinking about it. Kept workshopping the roster. Kept trying to make sure everything was just right.

But ultimately, no, it wasn't an April Fool's joke. It was real. And it's here.

It's important to note right away that the Horderunners are NOT REPLACING the original series, and if this proves popular, both will be released alternately. I do think that the characters pop a little more in this, though, and I like that it sort of "starts off" using the formula that took eight chapters of the original series to perfect.

But, at the end of the day, what matters is how you guys respond to this new series and how much you like it. So if you love this and want more, make sure to sMAsH tHaT LikE bUTtOn at the bottom of the story so I can try to gauge y'all's interest.

Alright, enough of me blabbing, here we go!

Bonus: Try to guess all the specs of all the characters!

[story/combat] [futa/futa] [futa solo] [voyeurism] [hotdogging] [anal] [public sex] [alcohol use]

_______________________________

‭‭“‬Awright,‭ ‬you mugs.‭ ‬None of us wanna be here,‭ ‬I know that,‭ ‬you know that.‭ ‬We all wish we’d had a friend tag along,‭ ‬or maybe that we belonged to one of the guilds.‭ ‬Had some teammates to carry us through this spicy-ass pit a‭’ ‬kodo dook.‭ ‬But we ain’t got teammates,‭ ‬and we ain’t got friends,‭ ‬and if we’re gonna get through this thing we gotta accept that one thing’s gonna get us through this.‭”

The molten abyss of Ragefire Chasm provided the backdrop for the speaker,‭ ‬black stone and veins of hissing lava creating a warm glow around the silhouette of Maxie Copperjack,‭ ‬an ex-bruiser from the Bilgewater Cartel.‭ ‬Short but surprisingly well-built,‭ ‬her short,‭ ‬black plate top showed off the firm muscles of her stomach,‭ ‬her waist disproportionately long and lean in contrast to her curvy,‭ ‬athletic figure.‭ ‬One fiery blue eye stared out at the randomly-assembled team in front of her,‭ ‬the other covered by a black patch,‭ ‬and short,‭ ‬low pigtails of midnight violet coloration dangled beneath long,‭ ‬pointed ears.‭ “‬Wanna know what that thing is‭?”

Out of the lineup in front of Maxie,‭ ‬one brave hero‭ ‬--‭ ‬an orc by the looks of her,‭ ‬though her stylized,‭ ‬skull-faced mask made it ultimately unclear‭ ‬--‭ ‬raised a finger.‭ “‬Umm...‭ ‬swords‭?”

There was silence for a moment,‭ ‬and the goblin girl’s single eye narrowed.‭ “‬Nah,‭” ‬she finally said,‭ ‬letting out a short sigh before reaching into her belt pouch,‭ ‬withdrawing a thick,‭ ‬dark cigar and locking it between pointed teeth.‭ “‬Anyone got a light‭?”

Another member of the lineup,‭ ‬this one a lanky sin’dorei,‭ ‬flicked open a small lighter that had been tucked beneath a sleeve of loose,‭ ‬dirty brown wrappings around her arm.‭ “‬Theeeere you go,‭” ‬she purred,‭ ‬lighting the cigar before slinking back towards the others.

‭“‬Appreciated,‭” ‬Maxie took a deep drag,‭ ‬blowing smoke into the air before turning her attention back to the other four.‭ “‬What we’ve got is each other,‭ ‬ya little greaserags.‭ ‬And we’ve got a big,‭ ‬crazy challenge ahead of us,‭ ‬stuff we ain’t ready for,‭ ‬yeah‭? ‬So I think it’s smart that we get to know each othah.‭ ‬You,‭ ‬with the mask‭ ‬--‭ ‬what’s your deal‭?”

Beneath the leering skull-mask,‭ ‬a pleased growl could be heard.‭ “‬I am a panther from the blackness‭! ‬Raking claws and gnashing steel‭! ‬My blades devour the weak and spit forth their guts like glorious red rain‭!” ‬As if to substantiate the claim,‭ ‬the orc drew two massive,‭ ‬hooked swords from sheaths across her back,‭ ‬raising them up into the air with a triumphant roar.‭ “‬I am Ixxa Screamdaughter,‭ ‬of the Laughing Skull‭!”

If Maxie had looked like an impressive specimen,‭ ‬Ixxa was far more imposing.‭ ‬Over six feet in height and clad in a makeshift outfit of hide and leather straps,‭ ‬the segments of lightweight protection showed off her light brown skin and crawling white warpaint,‭ ‬her muscles superb while still looking flexible,‭ ‬almost catlike.‭ ‬Hair so dark black it almost looked blue was bound into a long topknot,‭ ‬while the rest spilled down across her shoulders and back.‭ ‬Her breasts,‭ ‬too,‭ ‬found themselves barely contained with the harness they were strapped into,‭ ‬a fair bit bigger than the goblin’s and likely the largest of anyone in the group.

‭“‬Jeez.‭ ‬Yeah you are.‭ ‬So I take it you’re the,‭ ‬ah...‭ ‬up close and personal type.‭ ‬I can work with that,‭” ‬Maxie took another drag off of her cigar,‭ ‬then nodded to the sin’dorei.‭ “‬You,‭ ‬elf.‭ ‬What’s your deal‭? ‬If you’re not...‭ ‬ah,‭ ‬busy there.‭”

Blinking,‭ ‬the elf stood up from her crouch,‭ ‬having been attending to something obscured behind her‭ ‬--‭ ‬something metallic,‭ ‬and moving.‭ “‬Umm...‭? ‬Sorry,‭ ‬I...‭ ‬wasn’t listening.‭ ‬Was there something you needed‭?”

“You weren’t listening‭? ‬But I’m givin‭’ ‬the big team speech.‭ ‬I’m doin‭’ ‬the leadah thing.‭”

“Puppy needed a hug and a tune-up,‭” ‬she said with a raspy voice and slight accent,‭ ‬a small,‭ ‬odd smile on her lips.‭ ‬Slight in stature but oddly spindly,‭ ‬the blood elf’s wild,‭ ‬spiky red-blonde hair was pushed backwards by a pair of goggles that rested on her forehead.‭ ‬Grease stains and small,‭ ‬bandaged scrapes littered her faintly tanned skin,‭ ‬and as she gestured to the thing behind her,‭ ‬Maxie finally got a decent look at it‭ ‬--‭ ‬it was a wolf or dog,‭ ‬mechanical,‭ ‬something a goblin or gnome would come up with.‭ ‬Still,‭ ‬it looked to be in surprisingly excellent repair.‭ “‬I didn’t miss anything important,‭ ‬did I‭?”

Maxie blinked‭ (‬or rather,‭ ‬winked‭)‬.‭ “‬Just wanted to know whatcha good at.‭ ‬What you bring to the team.‭”

“Oh.‭ ‬Neat.‭ ‬Nice.‭ ‬Cool.‭ ‬Right.‭” ‬The elf licked her lips,‭ ‬furrowed her brow,‭ ‬then looked back to her mechanical hound,‭ ‬giving it a gentle scratch under its metallic chin.

‭“‬Are you...‭ ‬gonna answah,‭ ‬at all‭? ‬Is that in ya plan‭?”

“I blow things up,‭” ‬she smiled,‭ ‬broader now,‭ ‬looking back to Maxie.‭ ‬Her voice dropped to a whisper,‭ ‬then.‭ “‬Boom.‭”

“I like her‭!” ‬Ixxa roared.

‭“‬Call me Val.‭ ‬Val Skycinder.‭”

“Okay,‭ ‬slightly concerning,‭ ‬but fine,‭” ‬Maxie inhaled deeply,‭ ‬already seeming a little overwhelmed.‭ ‬What kind of random group had she been landed with‭? ‬Was this the best the Horde could offer for a matter as pressing and dire as the Ragefire Chasm‭? ‬Moving on,‭ ‬she pointed one jade-green finger to the team’s tallest member,‭ ‬a slim,‭ ‬awkward-looking troll‭ ‬--‭ ‬not just any troll,‭ ‬though.‭ ‬One of the‭ ‬new trolls.‭ ‬One of those weird,‭ ‬gray ones,‭ ‬even if this particular troll was more of a pale blue-gray,‭ ‬dotted with scaley patches of darker colors.‭ “‬Okay,‭ ‬dinosaur gal,‭ ‬what’s your thing‭? ‬I requested a healah and so far I doubt it’s eithah of those two.‭”

“I am Sa’ira,‭” ‬the troll said under her breath,‭ ‬her accent extremely thick and her demeanor oddly shy.‭ “‬Of the Zandalari.‭” ‬Deep pink hair was flipped to the side,‭ ‬leaving‭ the ‬entire left side of her head either shaven or naturally bald‭ ‬--‭ ‬it was difficult to tell.‭ “‬Ah...‭ ‬I cure,‭ ‬yes.‭ ‬The Loa provide many gift‭ ‬--‭ ‬I try to spread these.‭ ‬Erm...‭ ‬them.‭”

“New in town,‭ ‬awright,‭” ‬Maxie sighed lightly,‭ “‬got some heals,‭ ‬at least.‭ ‬How‭ ‘‬bout you‭? ‬You,‭ ‬ah...‭ ‬human,‭ ‬or...‭?”

“Was human.‭ ‬Only was.‭” ‬The last adventurer in the lineup was waifish enough to be barely noticeable,‭ ‬especially beside the other,‭ ‬more garish personalities.‭ ‬She was pale as milk,‭ ‬her hair jet-black and worn long,‭ ‬the same darkness rimming the empty,‭ moonlight‬ pits of her eyes.‭ ‬A black dress‭ ‬--‭ ‬what could only be considered a‭ ‘‬robe‭’ ‬under the very loosest definition‭ ‬--‭ ‬touched the ground beneath her feet,‭ ‬and dragged when she walked...‭ ‬or perhaps floated.‭ ‬It was difficult to tell.‭ “‬Now only shadows.‭ ‬Shadows that take,‭ ‬and give.‭ ‬Shadows that have kept me moving all this time.‭ ‬Sweet black delirium that can be unleashed on our foes like a fetid,‭ ‬drowning wave.‭”

“Fuck‭!” ‬Ixxa grunted.‭ “‬She’s undead‭!”

“As alive as any of you,‭” ‬the woman in black replied.‭ “‬What are you but a walking,‭ ‬speaking,‭ ‬belching tower of meat,‭ ‬infused with what you pray is a decent soul‭? ‬All that separates us,‭ ‬is that my soul went on vacation for a time,‭ ‬with only the darkness to hold my body together.‭”

“This is why you...‭” ‬Sa’ira began,‭ ‬furrowing her brow a moment as she looked for the right word.‭ “‬Together‭? ‬Whole‭?”

“Intact,‭” ‬Maxie clarified,‭ ‬taking a step forward to get a look at the forsaken woman.‭ “‬If I didn’t know any bettah I’d say you’d nevah died.‭”

“Kind of you to say.‭” ‬The woman didn’t smile.‭ ‬It looked,‭ ‬though,‭ ‬like in another life,‭ ‬she might have.‭ “‬I am Falthessa.‭”

“No last name‭?” ‬Maxie asked.

‭“‬Family names are for the living.‭ ‬I do my family a service by forgetting it.‭”

The goblin took a deep breath,‭ ‬then offered a short nod.‭ “‬Awright then,‭ ‬now we got that outta the way.‭ ‬I’m Copperjack,‭ ‬Maxie Copperjack,‭ ‬and I’m gonna be runnin‭’ ‬point.‭” ‬Slinging a smooth,‭ ‬round iron shield off of her back,‭ ‬her other hand reached for the heavy,‭ ‬notched mace at her hip,‭ ‬tightly squeezing three-fingered hands around its leather-wrapped haft.‭ “‬Val,‭ ‬keep your mutt beside me and put a fuckin‭’ ‬muzzle on it.‭ ‬Ixxa,‭ ‬I need you on interference,‭ ‬bringing down any other trouble that pops up.‭ ‬Falthessa,‭ ‬keep your eye on the biggest target,‭ ‬and Sa’ira,‭ ‬I need your attention to stay on me unless you can heal the whole group.‭ ‬We don’t split up,‭ ‬we move as a unit.‭ ‬Everyone got that‭?”

One by one,‭ ‬the dungeonrunners nodded,‭ ‬brandishing weapons‭ ‬--‭ ‬the mag’har woman idly twirling her pair of swords,‭ ‬the blood elf cocking a shotgun with a seemingly-pointless mounted scope,‭ ‬the zandalari clutching a twisted,‭ ‬inscribed staff close to her chest,‭ ‬and the forsaken withdrawing a dagger.‭ ‬Maxie nodded back,‭ ‬turning to face the scorching caves of the Ragefire Chasm,‭ ‬stuffed to the gills with troggs and who knew what else.‭ ‬It would be hard,‭ ‬but they had to do it.

‭“‬For the Horde‭!”

o-o-o-o-o-o-o

It felt like hours that the quintet wandered back and forth through the warrens of the chasm,‭ ‬avoiding rivers of lava,‭ ‬loose molten rock,‭ ‬and the creatures both so often spat forth.‭ ‬Strange,‭ ‬fiery hounds and other elementals seemed to attack constantly and in droves,‭ ‬not to mention the troggs‭ ‬--‭ ‬the two creatures immediately ceasing all conflict with each other to focus on the adventuring party audacious enough to enter their volcanic battleground.

The team,‭ ‬at first,‭ ‬struggled to work efficiently together,‭ ‬often just running towards a random enemy or flinging magical attacks from afar.‭ ‬It wasn’t until the engineer,‭ ‬Val,‭ ‬unleashed a round of explosive ammunition at an elemental‭ ‬--‭ ‬the fiery blast creating a blowback that sent the elf sprawling‭ ‬--‭ ‬that a member of the team was forced to acknowledge another.

‭“‬You...‭ ‬okay‭? ‬Hurt‭?” ‬Sa’ira said sweetly,‭ ‬ducking beneath the crazed battle-leap of Ixxa to rush to the elf’s aid.‭ “‬Burn‭?”

“Hehehehe...‭ ‬had worse,‭” ‬Val tried to chuckle,‭ ‬then groaned with pain,‭ ‬her lithe form tensing and arching as her body began to register the damage‭ ‬of the burns.‭ ‬Her groan lasted only an instant,‭ ‬though,‭ ‬before the soothing balm of nature’s restoration flooded her,‭ ‬the redness fading and leaving only unmarred‭ (‬if dirty,‭ ‬and rather sweaty‭) ‬skin behind.‭ “‬That’s...‭ ‬that was very impressive,‭ ‬troll-girl.‭”

“Thanking.‭ ‬I heal,‭ ‬yes‭?” ‬the druidess smiled gently.

Val groaned and sat up,‭ ‬reaching for her shotgun and quickly glancing to her mechanical beast,‭ ‬currently defending Falthessa from an attacking trogg.‭ ‬She then glanced back to the troll,‭ ‬her shimmering golden eyes losing their distant,‭ ‬twitching stare for a moment,‭ ‬focusing before glazing over again.‭ “‬Yesss.‭ ‬Thank you.‭ ‬I have a feeling we’re going to--‭”

“Eyes up,‭ ‬everyone‭! ‬We’ve got company...‭ ‬big company‭!” ‬Maxie shouted out,‭ ‬brutally swatting a trogg aside with her mace,‭ ‬the clumsy,‭ ‬primitive thing tumbling over the edge of a volcanic bridge and into the lava beneath,‭ ‬bellowing out one final,‭ ‬harsh shriek before being submerged entirely.‭ ‬In front of the goblin approached a creature,‭ ‬something resembling an orc,‭ ‬but...‭ ‬massive,‭ ‬terrifyingly massive.‭ ‬Crimson-skinned and black-armored,‭ ‬the thing let forth a horrific roar,‭ ‬acidic drool dripping from around its enormous tusks.‭ ‬Whatever this creature was,‭ ‬whatever it had once been,‭ ‬it was clear what had to be done with it.

It had to be dealt with.

‭“‬I like his sword‭!” ‬Ixxa barked happily.‭ “‬I’ll like it so much more in the twitching clutches of his severed hand‭!”

“Yeesh,‭ ‬you really live for this,‭ ‬doncha‭?” ‬Maxie shot a concerned glare to the Laughing Skull berserker,‭ ‬who merely shouted out a wordless roar of approval.‭ “‬Awright everyone,‭ ‬keep it tight and let’s bring this motherfucker down‭!”

The dire orc hadn’t even reached Maxie yet before he’d started to twitch with agony,‭ ‬coils of darkness stinging at his scorching flesh as Falthessa inflicted him with pain,‭ ‬the wistful undead girl already beginning to summon globes of shadow to cast forward.‭ ‬The thing lunged out with its sword,‭ ‬clashing off of Maxie’s shield but causing the goblin to stagger back,‭ ‬rolling quickly to the side and beneath the orc-thing to regain her composure.‭ ‬A sharp swat of the ex-bruiser’s mace against the creature’s knee followed an instant later,‭ ‬causing it to roar out,‭ ‬swinging blindly in a circle as fiery energy began to blaze out around it in the wake of every movement and every swipe.

The distraction provided all the invitation Ixxa needed,‭ ‬however,‭ ‬tossing out a length of chain that wrapped around the beast’s neck and under one armpit,‭ ‬allowing the mag’har to leap up onto its shoulders,‭ ‬redrawing her second sword.‭ “‬RAAAAAGGGHAHAHAHA‭!‬” she roared out,‭ ‬hammering down with both blades into the thing’s tough,‭ ‬corded neck and the sides of its face.‭ “‬Embrace the MEAT SPIRAL‭!!‬”

The creature thrashed and bucked,‭ ‬trying to toss Ixxa away,‭ ‬but soon found itself distracted once again as Maxie’s mace smashed down onto a single exposed toe.‭ “‬Yo,‭ ‬that all ya got‭? ‬Eyes down here,‭ ‬bozo,‭ ‬pick on someone ya’ own size‭!”

With a frenzied downward smash,‭ ‬the dire orc found itself thrashing at enemies from all sides, trying to kick the snarling,‭ ‬gnashing mechanical wolf at its other ankle and desperate to attack the goblin who continued to attract his ire.‭ ‬One blow even hit home,‭ ‬too,‭ ‬sending the goblin skidding back and hissing under her breath...‭ ‬only for her wounds to be healed by a nourishing rush of natural magic from Sa’ira.‭ “‬Careful,‭ ‬careful‭!”

“Goblin‭! ‬Get him this way‭! ‬Come on,‭ ‬luv‭!” ‬Val shouted from a short distance back,‭ ‬peppering the creature’s back and flanks with shotgun blasts from her tarnished,‭ ‬dual-barreled rifle.‭ ‬Maxie was confused for a moment,‭ ‬but ultimately,‭ ‬you had to put your money where your mouth was,‭ ‬right‭? ‬She’d been talking about her teammates trusting each other,‭ ‬so...‭ ‬maybe it was time to serve as an example.

‭“‬Got it,‭ ‬elfy,‭” ‬she grunted back,‭ ‬leaping up and shoving her shield into the beast’s knee,‭ ‬sending it staggering back a step before strafing to the side,‭ ‬guiding the dire orc closer and closer to Val’s position while the sin’dorei,‭ ‬strangely,‭ ‬continued to back up.‭ ‬The strategy became obvious after a moment‭ ‬--‭ ‬as soon as the creature stepped into the explosive trap she’d laid down for him,‭ ‬a burst of flame and shrapnel providing the final,‭ ‬finishing blow that the thing had needed to be taken down.

‭“‬Whaahaaa‭!” ‬Ixxa shouted as she surfed the creature’s falling body to the black,‭ ‬rocky ground,‭ ‬snatching up the thing’s sword in one smooth motion as she did.‭ “‬And I’ll be taking this‭!”

“Go for it,‭ ‬not big into swords anyway,‭” ‬Maxie nodded,‭ ‬catching her breath.

‭“‬That was...‭ ‬exhilarating,‭” ‬Val grinned.‭ “‬I told you I was good at blowing things up.‭”

“To see a creature twisted by flame destroyed by the very thing he’d been reborn in...‭” ‬Falthessa sighed,‭ ‬her slender fingers fidgeting with the skirt of her dress.‭ “‬Almost...‭ ‬poetic.‭”

“Happy everyone alright,‭” ‬Sa’ira said gently,‭ ‬a little smile on her tusked mouth as she clutched to her staff.‭ “‬Team good.‭”

“Yeah...‭ ‬to be totally honest I wasn’t sure we were gonna live through this,‭” ‬Maxie mused.‭ “‬Maybe we should try this again,‭ ‬sometime.‭ ‬Now,‭ ‬though,‭ ‬I got a cartel’s-worth’a folks who’ll be wonderin‭’ ‬if we got this job done...‭ ‬folks willing to fork over enough macaroons that we can get a serious night of drinkin‭’ ‬done.‭ ‬Whaddya say,‭ ‬gals‭?”

o-o-o-o-o-o-o

‭“‬Who’s a good puppy‭? ‬Who’s good‭? ‬Is it you‭? ‬Are you the good one‭? ‬Yes‭? ‬Yesssss.‭” ‬Val cooed softly to her mechanical hound,‭ ‬which promptly flopped onto its side,‭ ‬then back,‭ ‬robotic legs dangling in the air as it presented its belly for immediately-received rubs.

‭“‬How...‭ ‬work‭?” ‬Sa’ira gestured to the machine-wolf,‭ ‬sitting down lightly in one of the hammocks of the party-sized room Maxie had funded for the five,‭ ‬taking up one of the lower levels of the Broken Tusk Inn.‭ ‬At the other side of the room,‭ ‬Falthessa could be seen reading from a tiny book,‭ ‬occasionally scribbling a note into it after dipping one fingernail into an inkwell,‭ ‬using it as a quill.‭ ‬The goblin and mag’har spoke with increasing drunkenness atop one of the other hammocks,‭ ‬getting closer and closer to each other as they talked.

‭“‬Well it’s actually quite a simple process,‭” ‬the elf mumbled rapidly,‭ ‬half under her breath.‭ “‬Once the mechanical body is created it’s simply a matter of utilizing the correct programming algorithms to ensure that the creature can switch easily between various offensive,‭ ‬defensive,‭ ‬and idle protocols,‭ ‬and will accept simple commands.‭ ‬It’s really getting it to respond to vocal commands rather than remote wavelength control that’s the difficult part,‭ ‬but--‭” ‬she paused,‭ ‬her golden eyes finally becoming un-glassed as her attention flickered back towards Sa’ira.‭ “‬This...‭ ‬isn’t the kind of explanation you wanted,‭ ‬is it‭?”

“Ehm...‭ ‬no‭!” ‬the zandalari blushed,‭ ‬offering an unnecessarily wide smile.‭ “‬Is nice‭! ‬So much learning‭! ‬So it...‭ ‬you make it‭? ‬And it is good‭?”

Val paused,‭ ‬then smiled back,‭ ‬though hers was more tight-lipped.‭ “‬Yes.‭ ‬Very good.‭ ‬Maybe if we end up doing this again,‭ ‬I can show you a little more about how he works.‭”

“Ah,‭ ‬fun‭!” ‬Sa’ira exclaimed,‭ ‬trying to bluster through her own nervousness with excitement.‭ “‬He drink wine‭?”

“He doesn’t...‭ ‬but I do.‭”

Not far away,‭ ‬Maxie tilted her hammock to the side to set two shot glasses onto a short table,‭ ‬filling them both with deep brown liquor from a leather skin,‭ ‬only spilling a little.‭ ‬It was some strange tauren stuff,‭ ‬tasted a bit like hay and peat,‭ ‬but overall it wasn’t bad‭ ‬--‭ ‬and it was certainly strong,‭ ‬too,‭ ‬strong enough that even Ixxa was giggling like an idiot on the other side of the hammock,‭ ‬trying not to fall over.‭ “‬Ready for round...‭ ‬uuhmm...‭ ‬what’s this one again‭?”

“Twelve‭!” ‬Ixxa cheered.‭ “‬Good thing,‭ ‬too.‭ ‬Any more and I...‭ ‬heheheh...‭ ‬a-any more and I wouldn’t be able to--‭” ‬she paused,‭ ‬stifling a burp.‭ “‬Be able to count that high‭!”  ‬Letting out another boisterous chuckle,‭ ‬the mag’har finally peeled the mask from her face completely,‭ ‬setting it below the hammock and revealing her fiercely pretty face,‭ ‬the white warpaint on her arms and shoulders continuing on to her features,‭ ‬decorating her tan skin.

‭“‬Heh...‭ ‬while you’re takin‭’ ‬stuff off,‭ ‬why stop there‭?” ‬the goblin grinned widely,‭ ‬showing off one golden tooth amidst the other slightly-pointed ones,‭ ‬before pounding back her‭ (‬apparently twelfth‭) ‬shot,‭ ‬handing the other to the orc,‭ ‬who took hers down just as quickly before letting the glass tumble onto its side,‭ ‬back onto the bedside table.

‭“‬You think you can tame the raging beast,‭ ‬goblin‭?” ‬Ixxa smirked.

‭“‬I don’t‭ ‬wanna tame the beast,‭” ‬Maxie giggled,‭ ‬holding back a little burp of her own before toppling onto Ixxa’s body,‭ ‬the hammock wobbling back and forth.‭ “‬I just wanna ride it.‭ ‬Got me all restless after that fight‭ ‬--‭ ‬we coulda died out there,‭ ‬yeah‭?”

“Yah,‭” ‬the Laughing Skull cutthroat cooed,‭ ‬drunkenly pensive for only a moment before closing the distance between her face and the goblin’s,‭ ‬tusks sharply prodding full green lips as she planted a hard,‭ ‬deep kiss on Maxie’s mouth.

The goblin let out a frisky murmur into the kiss,‭ ‬shifting her hips and impressively full,‭ ‬firm butt down into the orc’s lap,‭ ‬breath catching in her throat when she felt the massive thing already swelling beneath her,‭ ‬flexing to life from the heat of the kiss and the eager sawing of Maxie’s ass against it.‭ “‬Mrmm,‭ ‬bolt-hard already,‭ ‬eh‭? ‬Guess it’s true what they say about you wild orcs.‭”

“What do they say‭?” ‬Ixxa’s deep blue eyes widened,‭ ‬suddenly anxious.‭ “‬I will cleave them limb from limb‭! ‬Where are they‭?”

“Shhhh,‭” ‬Maxie giggled,‭ ‬dotting another kiss on the mag’har’s lower lip,‭ ‬then nibbling at it,‭ ‬fussing with the strings of her trousers and undergarments and wiggling out of them before settling back down into Ixxa’s lap.‭ “‬They say you’re ready to go at a moment’s notice,‭ ‬that’s it.‭ ‬And that’s exactly what I need for an after-dungeon fuck-fling.‭”

“Ah...‭ ‬well,‭ ‬that is true,‭ ‬I suppose....‭”

“Get your loincloth off,‭ ‬ya goober,‭” ‬the goblin teased,‭ ‬sitting back a little and spreading her legs,‭ ‬showing off her own stiffened green girldick‭; ‬sturdy,‭ ‬uncut,‭ ‬and of decent size,‭ ‬though proportionate to Maxie’s short stature and a far cry from the behemoth Ixxa was smuggling.‭ ‬The glistening jade fuckrocket‭ ‬was,‭ ‬however,‭ ‬a little bigger than the one Falthessa now sported,‭ ‬forming an almost unnoticeable bump under her black dress as she lurked in the corner of the room.‭ ‬Shimmering undead eyes flickering up from her book to the orc and goblin,‭ ‬watching them closely while always trying not to be noticed herself.

‭“‬Like a soldier mounting a bestial vrykul,‭ ‬no concern left for their world that lies beyond that last insurmountable challenge....‭” ‬Falthessa bit down on her lip carefully,‭ ‬willing herself not to squirm as she watched Ixxa tear her garments away,‭ ‬revealing the entirety of her impressive figure‭ ‬--‭ ‬powerful thighs,‭ ‬firm stomach,‭ ‬her impressively large breasts and dark,‭ ‬pierced nipples.‭ ‬That thick,‭ ‬hard cock,‭ ‬pulsating with vigor as it was sandwiched back between the goblin’s asscheeks,‭ ‬rocking hard between them as Maxie spread the orc’s precum all along her shaft,‭ ‬using her butt to get the thing as slick as it could be before it targeted its ultimate destination.‭ ‬The goblin flung her own short top off as well,‭ ‬tossing it aside along with her long-discarded armor and revealing her firm,‭ ‬perky tits,‭ ‬a few cup sizes smaller than Ixxa’s luscious orbs but nonetheless pert and smooth.‭ ‬They jiggled with every small movement as the goblin shifted forward and back,‭ ‬dragging her rear against Ixxa’s robust cock before finally pulling up,‭ ‬then sitting back down‭ ‬--‭ ‬this time aiming that throbbing brown dicktip against the tight,‭ ‬pliable entrance of Maxie’s asshole.

‭“‬Aahh...‭ ‬aaAAahh...‭ ‬fuck,‭ ‬you’re so big,‭ ‬I’m not sure if I can....‭”

“Too late to quit now‭!” ‬Ixxa chuckled.‭ “‬Besides,‭ ‬with an ass like this,‭ ‬don’t pretend it can’t work overtime‭!” ‬the mag’har delivered a playful‭ (‬if somewhat hard‭) ‬swat to Maxie’s plump butt,‭ ‬the firm green flesh struggling to absorb the ensuing shockwave.‭ ‬An instant later,‭ ‬the fat,‭ ‬shiny tip of Ixxa’s cock had driven its way past the clenching tightness of the goblin’s backdoor,‭ ‬pushing in,‭ ‬then deeper,‭ ‬deeper,‭ ‬inch after inch of throbbing brown meat being crammed past those full cheeks and deep into ex-bruiser’s ass-passage.

‭“‬FuUUUCK‭!‬” Maxie’s teeth clenched,‭ ‬rocking her hips back and forth hungrily along the laying orc’s lap,‭ ‬the hammock swinging wildly from the force of the pair’s thrusts.‭ “‬That’s...‭ ‬w-what I’m talkin‭’ ‬about...‭ ‬ffffff...‭ ‬f-fuck fuck‭ ‬fuck fuck...‭!‬” Her entire body tensed,‭ ‬shaking a little as her ass clamped down tighter and harder,‭ ‬the goblin girl seeming to take control over the situation.‭ ‬She rocked up and down,‭ ‬almost hopping in the tensing mag’har’s lap,‭ ‬her tits bouncing with every downward slam onto the massive column of flesh buried up Maxie’s rear.

‭“‬Are we...‭ ‬is this not problem‭?” ‬Sa’ira murmured,‭ ‬glancing from her own glass of wine over to the two warriors frantically fucking on the other side of the room,‭ ‬then looking back to Val with an expression of innocent concern.‭ “‬This,‭ ‬normal in your country‭?”

“Not really,‭” ‬the blood elf shrugged,‭ ‬though she seemed unfettered nonetheless,‭ ‬finishing the last few switch flips to put her mechanical pet in energy conservation mode.‭ “‬Depends,‭ ‬though.‭ ‬I’ve heard the mag’har can be...‭ ‬y’know.‭”

“I do not‭?”

“Uh.‭ ‬You know.‭ ‬Frisky‭?”

Sa’ira’s big,‭ ‬pale blue eyes blinked,‭ ‬her head tilting to the side.

‭“‬They like to fuck,‭” ‬Skycinder clarified,‭ ‬taking her seat back across from the zandalari and pouring herself a shot of her own,‭ ‬taking it back without a flinch or hiss as the burning liquid bolted down her throat.‭ “‬And evidently,‭ ‬so do goblins.‭”

“What of...‭” ‬Sa’ira began shyly,‭ ‬biting down on her lower lip.‭ “‬What of pale elves‭?”

“Well that,‭ ‬I suppose,‭ ‬would depend...‭”

In the other hammock,‭ ‬Maxie gritted her teeth tight together as she rode the grunting,‭ ‬panting mag’har,‭ ‬straddling the laying berserker and slamming her plump backside down into her lap again and again,‭ ‬driving that huge,‭ ‬throbbing pillar inside of her.‭ ‬Her legs stretched out slightly,‭ ‬pinning themselves awkwardly at the sides of Ixxa’s hips and hooking her toes through the netting of the hammock,‭ ‬hanging on desperately as she rode that sweet length of girlcock.‭ ‬Her own dripping green member,‭ ‬still fully erect but neglected by both Ixxa and herself,‭ ‬spun in unattended circles,‭ ‬giving a whole new meaning to the phrase‭ “‬meat spiral‭” ‬that the orc had used earlier,‭ ‬despite the original utterance’s...‭ ‬ambiguous lucidity.‭ “‬You...‭ ‬call this...‭ ‬nnngh...‭ ‬f-fuckin‭’? ‬My arthritic aunt can do bettah with two fingers and a wad a‭’ ‬buttah‭! ‬I give you all this thick goblin ass and‭ ‬--‭ ‬fffh‭!‬ --‭ ‬this is what you’re dishin‭’ ‬out‭?”

“Haha‭! ‬Big words for a small girl,‭ ‬one whose cock drips like a mother’s leaking tit from the vigor of the Screamdaughter‭!” ‬the orc scoffed,‭ ‬but her posture did change‭ ‬--‭ ‬unable to truly receive a challenge without reacting to it.‭ ‬One leg propped beneath her on the hammock,‭ ‬and while one hand reached upward to squeeze and fondle Maxie’s bouncing tit,‭ ‬the other gripped firmly to one of the goblin’s firm,‭ ‬heart-shaped hips,‭ ‬holding her tightly in place and ramming upward harder,‭ ‬matching Copperjack’s downward bouncing with rough upward thrusts of her own.

‭“‬Aahhhffuckkkk...‭ ‬that’s...‭ ‬m-more like it...‭ ‬eyaaagh‭!‬” the goblin wailed out,‭ ‬stretching her arms out above her head and reaching for a bedpost to cling to,‭ ‬stretching her impressive‭ (‬if,‭ ‬obviously,‭ ‬squat‭) ‬figure out and upward and leaning into Ixxa’s new barrage of thrusts,‭ ‬relaxing her ass and letting the mag’har pummel it from beneath,‭ ‬the room quickly filling with the sound of orc hips ramming into a goblin butt,‭ ‬along with the lewd,‭ ‬sticky squelching of that thick,‭ ‬rigid girldick drilling relentless deep into its quivering mark.

Her book now abandoned,‭ ‬Falthessa slunk even deeper into the shadows,‭ ‬trembling a little from nervousness and excitement‭ ‬--‭ ‬the frailty of her body unable to withstand even mental stress without betraying the curious woman who lived within it.‭ ‬The darkness itself seemed to cling to her,‭ ‬however,‭ ‬bending around her to let her drift away into a corner,‭ ‬still watching,‭ ‬her mouth open in a silent gasp but breath neither entering nor escaping it.‭ ‬Swallowing hard as she watched the two,‭ ‬she found her black dress hiked up,‭ ‬unveiling an incredibly petite girldick of her own,‭ ‬swollen to partial stiffness but not full life.‭ ‬It was unclear,‭ ‬even to Falthessa herself,‭ ‬whether the small,‭ ‬pale package would ever grow fully erect again...‭ ‬but it had never served her greatly even in life.‭ ‬Instead,‭ ‬one finger,‭ ‬then another,‭ ‬found its way into the forsaken girl’s cool,‭ ‬pliable back entrance,‭ ‬easing in and slowly pumping while she watched,‭ ‬unwilling to interfere but eager to...‭ ‬to feel something.

The rough,‭ ‬wild fucking of the two warriors‭ ‬--‭ ‬and increasing noisiness of such‭ ‬--‭ ‬continued to draw the attention of the troll and elf as well,‭ ‬their eyes flickering from each other to the drunken,‭ ‬unexpected scene playing out in their shared suite.‭ “‬They are certainly loud,‭ ‬are they not‭?” ‬Val said thoughtfully,‭ ‬licking her lips.‭ “‬Though I admit,‭ ‬they seem to be having a...‭ ‬good time.‭”

“Wondering,‭” ‬the druidess mused,‭ ‬fidgeting with the hem of her short,‭ ‬tattered leather robes.‭ “‬If we fight again,‭ ‬all...‭ ‬four‭?”

“Five.‭”

“All five,‭” ‬Sa’ira continued,‭ “‬will more of us have this fun‭? ‬I not sure if...‭ ‬uhm...‭ ‬if they like me,‭ ‬for that.‭”

“I don’t see why they wouldn’t,‭” ‬the tomboyish blood elf bit her lip,‭ ‬running one hand through her own shock of short,‭ ‬fiery hair to brush it backwards,‭ ‬and shifted her seating to get on her hands and knees,‭ ‬moving a little closer to the pretty,‭ ‬fidgety troll girl.‭ “‬You’re squirmy.‭ ‬That’s cute.‭”

“I,‭ ‬erm...‭?” ‬Sa’ira murmured,‭ ‬blinking rapidly as the sin’dorei engineer drew closer to her,‭ ‬lips slowly parting,‭ ‬drawing so near to her own.‭ ‬She could taste the whiskey on Val’s breath,‭ ‬feel the heat from her as she advanced,‭ ‬eyes half-glassed over,‭ ‬and--

‭“‬FffFFfAWWFUCK haahHh,‭ ‬cumming cumming ohhfuCKnnNNNGGH--‭!!” ‬Maxie’s high-pitched scream echoed through the room,‭ ‬jarring the elf’s attention away and back to the bucking,‭ ‬rutting pair‭ ‬--‭ ‬and just in time to see the goblin girl arch her back as she was overcome with spasms,‭ ‬her body wracked by an all-consuming assgasm.‭ ‬Jet after jet of thick orc spunk pumped into her ass until even the goblin’s impressively robust rear couldn’t contain it,‭ ‬several long spurts shooting out of her and drooling down Ixxa’s balls.‭ ‬Her own twitching green dick erupted on its own as well,‭ ‬several long lines of sticky whiteness latticing across Ixxa’s full,‭ ‬heaving breasts,‭ ‬even making it so far as to drip down along the orc’s bottom lip.‭ “‬Now...‭ ‬that...‭ ‬is what I call an after-battle workout...‭” ‬the goblin gasped,‭ ‬panting for breath,‭ ‬head swimming as she tried to come down from her climax.

Her work unfinished but the show seemingly over,‭ ‬Falthessa tucked her dress back over her body,‭ ‬concealing her activities and slipping from the shadowy corner of the room.‭ “‬So the ravens form a pair of five...‭ ‬maybe we are cleverest in each other’s company.‭”

“Yes‭! ‬Erm--‭ ‬I mean--‭” ‬Sa’ira let out a nervous giggle,‭ ‬glancing back to Val.‭ “‬Yes.‭ ‬We...‭ ‬fight again,‭ ‬ah‭? ‬Together‭?”

Ixxa’s lips stretched into a tusked grin,‭ ‬and she rained down a sharp slap onto Maxie’s cum-stuffed ass,‭ ‬feeling the reverberations of the blow on her own still-entrenched cock.‭ “‬Wouldn’t miss it for all the strider-meat in Thunder Bluff‭!”