Galivas Courting

It's deep into the winter season, yet the halls were quiet when expected of loud grunts and deep moans. Having trouble finding his mate, the alpha did what he'd thought he'd rarely do: offer up the closely guarded view to convince his love that it's time to get intimate.



Something I've been wanting to try out pose-wise, and hey, Xyrobutt.

Halavan The Living Mountain Ji San

It's only been half a century after the discovery of a race long dead from a time before the current era. The Bantioc expedition team expected only to find ruins and rich veins of valuable rare metals within the Ruined City of Taepan. What they encountered, was something even more valuable than all the riches of the world: Dae Yongs.

These giants of the past were thought to be extinct. Records from the Grand Archives document their conquest throughout the planet until a devastating, virulent disease began systematically wiping cities after cities. From such violent nature of this plague, it was commonly accepted that they would have died off if not from the actual pandemic, then from the sudden and harsh collapse of infrastructure.

Yet what the Bantioc expedition team found were living, breathing Dae Yongs, reviving each other from the long, isolated hibernation they subjected themselves to in order to escape the complete destruction of their race. These Dae Yongs weren't feral, nor where they disorganized. Systematically waking each other, already assigning positions in their social classes, everything was planned out for the race knew: in order to survive, everything must be preserved.

Of those who survived the devastation was a jolly, relaxed, ancient monk of his race: Ji San. Born attuned to  the very land built and rebuilt over the eons, he took the role of guarding what will become the future land of his people. The old world he once knew is no more, but the history of the land can never be erased even with all of what has happened. But the Grand City of Taepan is being rebuilt; the five orders of Earth, Fire, Metal, Water, and Wind are restructuring themselves to what was once their pinnacle of power.

"The earth always has a story to tell. you must have the ears to listen to her to grow."

Ji San, The Earth Mountain explores the new world, with the powers of an Earthborne monk at the palm of his hand. Heeding the calls of crying land to fertilize and renew the desolate soils.

Galivas Of Beasts and Men

As the second moon hung lazily in the starry sky, huffs and rumbles were heard faintly behind the crystal door. It wasn't too long when the ritual ended, both basking in the afterglow complemented by the luminous moons.

A low growl quelled the silence following the laps and clinks.

Slowly but surely, the sounds of a wet and tight ritual resumed. Only this time the blissful rumbles and moans growing louder into the night.

- Carnal Nights of Beasts and Men





So it turns out, Xyro likes to surprise me with an occasional visit without my permission into my room. although, if he keeps this up, I might keep the door unlocked.

11/11/2015 I foresee a +1 to the count of Orgasmic Xyro Roars

Aoion The Courier of Death

"With his final breath, he asked the Courier, 'Why, why would you take the only chance for me to repent?'

"and the deity rolled the handle of his focus about within his palms. 'You've had your chance for a long time. I'm just here to do my job, just like you were before you decided to follow a different path. your end wasn't predetermined, it's just that your bell rang loud enough for me to come get you.'

"He finally sighed, releasing his tension as the last of his strength slipped away, the bloodied blade slipping out of his grip, into the pool of his own blood. 'Tsk. always making a mess before I come to pick them up. C'mon, you lazy sloth, get up on your feet and let's go for a walk.'

"His eyes opened, his strength ghostly echoing through his body as he gets up to his feet. 'I was wondering when you'd come get me, I'm sick of this blood thirsty world.'

'So am I. Let's go have some fun, your brothers are waiting for you, both the living and the dead.'"

Seibar, the Courier of Death

Bantioc Above the Clouds

Autumn has rolled over on the northern hemisphere; leaves are changing their colors, the air is getting crispy cool, and schools have opened their doors.

"What's school like, Mr. Roh?"

"It's a place I've learned to put a happy face, make lots of friends, and planned world domination... When I was your age."

"Really? World domination?"

"Haha, Sort of, it helps when you've got friends in every corner of the world."

The engines continue to purr, the winds whistling past the mast, and the city ship of Godsend's port coming into view.

"Your first day of school. Remember what I told you, make friends, and tell me anything that you want to talk about."

Bantioc August Rush

It's the last weeks of summer at Galivas's most popular beach, South Shore. The sun still shines bright high in the sky as a Bantioc cruiser hovers to a halt just off the premises. It's not long before a small fishing boat flies from over the hills as well; lowering its anchor by the dunes and coming to a rest, perched on the sand.

-Welcome to South Shore, where the sun smiles and the waves roll about.-

"What a tacky welcoming board." said the fleet admiral as he stepped out from the shuttle along with his wife and the crew of the Bantioc cruiser.

"Oh, hush. Let's warm our furs while we can before the fleet departs the sector." replied the doctor to her husband, whipping out a pair of sunglasses from her handbag.

" You're right. With friends and comrades all around, it can only get better."

With uniforms stripped and tucked aside, Flt Adm. Roh takes his seat on the beach face, leaning back on the lap of his love, Dr. Sarah. The two look over to their friends -a fisherman- Ain, building a sand sculpture with the young captain, Argo. Just off the distance, even notorious pirates want some fun, tackling the waves with a board.

"Ahh... Now all we need are two vanilla ice cream cones." Sighed the admiral, sucking on his pipe.

"Marcus, We already talked about your belly situation." Laughed the doctor, rubbing the thick shoulders of her man.

Pirate Special Requisition Deal

"Weapons be a rare commodity, if ye don' know yer connections, mate. I be able to help. Th' name's Razorshard, Th' Captain Razorshard, and ye do well to remember it. I got everythin' ye need for yer dogfights, from yer run of th' mill alpha-kinetics to them special hull breachers. Besides, ye ain't gettin' these fine example of Bantioc Engineerin' without pay. An' ye's got a fine lookin' aft..."

-The Captain Razorshard weapon trade negotiations