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**Jac26qq308** · June 30th, 2018, 07:10 AM

Many years ago, a Castle arouse from the either. Where it came from, nobody knew. But people soon came to realize that it was the home of a terrible man-a terrible monster named Dracula. Many a man and woman ventured to the castle of the tyrant. Many died just on their way to the castle, but those who made were reported to never have returned again...

What a terrible night for a curse...

That was going through the mind of Mable Wolfmoon as the woman stood before a crowd of zombies, the dark skinned woman stood at a modest 5'5 and was in a maid's uniform, her heeled feet standing in fishnet stockings. Her green eyes glared at the collection of zombies. She held her flintlock revolver close in hand with her opposite holding a fistful of silver bullets, rapidly unloading rounds into the unholy herd as she found her back to a large gravestone. The woman was on a mission: make it to Dracula's castle, climb up its many steps and navigate through the ever growing labyrinthine, and seek her revenge.

But first, she had to make it through the front garden.

"I hope you undead bastards like silver! I smelted a lot of shit to get enough for everybody!" She shouted as a particularly big zombie picked up the tombstone from behind her, holding it overhead like a hammer.

"Oh damn it all..."

**Dungeon** · June 30th, 2018, 08:13 AM

Just as the undead behemoth lifted the tombstone high above his head to deliver a crushing blow, a gleaming, immaculate blade pierced through the beast's midsection. As it shuddered, the blade was heaved upwards, cleaving it's upper body in half with a single vertical slice. Behind it stood an armored woman, an amazonian figure covered from head-to-toe in heavy plated armor. "Steel yourself, fair maiden!" She called, dropping and rolling on the ground before landing in front of Mable with her blade at the ready. "I, Liane Priska, come to your aid!"

She moved quickly and with discipline, cutting down the wave of undead in a flurry of precise movements with her blade. It was like watching an artist at work, moving her brush over the unseemly blemishes upon this barren canvas and spilling their dark and putrid blood over the grass. Soon, it was only she that stood. Liane was beathing heavily by now, and plucked her steel helmet off. Dirty blonde hair fell from her head and wrapped sloppily around her face and spilled over her shoulders like a wave. The warrior turned to Mable with a smile, wiping the sweat from her brow before addressing the maiden. "Good day to you, though I imagine it would be less so had I not arrived soon. What is your purpose here, in this damned land dressed like a common harlot?"

**Jac26qq308** · June 30th, 2018, 08:23 AM

Mable found herself unable to really object to the woman's offering to help-tho it was more like it was thrust upon her, much like her sword. When the ballet of blood and murder was finally over-and Mable took her time to wait for it to be over, the woman didn't wanna waste her bullet if this iron-plated Amazon could just mow down the crowd without her intervention.

And when it was over, Mable's face became flushed "H-Harlot?! I am..." Mable took a deep breath before she gave a more composed answer. "I am not here by choice, this is...ironically, the thickest article of clothing I had in my modest wardrobe, so this is the only thing I have in ways of 'armor'. I am not some street corning tramp, I Mable Wolfmoon, and I am here to slay Dracula."

**Dungeon** · June 30th, 2018, 08:32 AM

Liane was silent for a moment, before bursting into a fit of hysterical, genuine, side-gripping laughter. After a solid minute of her outburst, the paladin wiped a single tear from her eye. "You? You're here to slay Dracula?" She chuckled, before adopting a considerably more serious attitude. "And how did you plan on doing that? Giving him a heart attack by lifting your skirt? Dracula is the most powerful vampire in the world, and you, a maid, plan on killing him with a few silver bullets?" She sighed and looked away, placing a finger on her chin and thinking out loud. "I can't afford to look after her during my quest; she'd only slow me down. But, if I escort her back to the inn, I could lose this opportunity to slay the foul beast. Hm. Hmmm."

**Jac26qq308** · June 30th, 2018, 08:48 AM

"AHEM! I can hear you!"

Mable had her arms crossed, unintentionally putting them under her ample chest. "I'll have you know that I am not some ignorant maid who got her hand on some silver and decided to make a march here. This form you see before you was a curse afflicted upon my by Dracula's evil magic."

She turned around as she started her backstory. "I was Mathias Wolfmoon, Monster Slayer. I was made aware of Dracula's cruelty and made my way through his castle to defeat him, but I failed. He then cast a spell on me. I thought that it was nothing, but after escaping his caste, I found myself in this new form." She then turned back, her moment now over, "I've spent the last year preparing my revenge and I am going into that castle so I can have this curse undone."

**Dungeon** · June 30th, 2018, 08:57 AM

"No, you are not." Liane stated firmly, stepping forward and pointing a finger in between the former Monster Slayer's sizeable breasts. "Whatever the cause of this new form you're in, though I see it as not much of a curse, you are clearly in no condition to take on a vampire of any rank, much less Dracula himself. You are frazzled, emotional, and overwhelmingly unprepared. I cannot allow you to enter, and that's that." It was the paladin's turn to cross her arms, standing firmly and without an inch to give. "You'd best exit the way you came. I won't ask a second time."

**Jac26qq308** · June 30th, 2018, 09:13 AM

Mable had a million and one excuses for her claims, but she felt that going into another long series of sentences to explain her backstory would probably waste time and just attract more monsters. So, instead, she just said, "look, I know what I'm doing. This isn't exactly my first time hunting monsters in less-then stellar conditions." She took her gun and put it on the holster on her hip before saying, "thank you for your assistance, but I can take care of myself."

**Dungeon** · July 1st, 2018, 03:50 AM

In a single motion, Liane lunged forward and grabbed Mable's forearm rather tightly. "That arrogance will be the death of you." She hissed, rather loudly considering there may have been more monsters lurking in the shadows. "Those bullets will have run out by the time you reach that bastard, and just look at you! You have no protection, prancing through Dracula's Castle looking like some sort of lady of the night!" Liane was a complete stranger to this girl, so she didn't really have the authority to make such demands and comments, but she felt that she did. She was an accomplished warrior after all, a paladin with unparalleled skill with a blade and masterful spells. As an individual that pledged herself to the safety of the common folk, who was she to allow someone to walk into their certain death.

"This is your last warning. Go home, or I'll have to send you on your way with a freshly tanned rear end!" the threat came out of nowhere, but it was how she herself was treated during her youth, and it was certainly effective.

**Jac26qq308** · July 1st, 2018, 04:52 AM

"I can manage. And I've got plenty to spare." How she had a near bottomless clip of silver bullets, she wouldn't disclose, but it did take a lot of manipulation and some underhanded means-to be fair, the person she stole it from was less-then noble. "You have no authority over me, regardless of your credentials or whatever religion you claim to be a part of!

"And you will NOT spank me!" She gave a glare as she said, "I am not some little girl who's under your care or need it! Now let me," she tried to snatch her arm from Liane, but Mable found she was as strong as she looked. "Let me," she tried to snatch it again, but failed. "Let-let-let-DAMN IT, WHAT ISLAND DID YOU COME FROM, YOU AMAZON?!"

**Dungeon** · July 2nd, 2018, 03:17 PM

Liane merely shook her head and dragged the woman closer, reaching forward with her other hand and lifting the hem of the maid's skirt, tucking it into the belt of her outfit in order to pleasantly present her plump posterior. The paladin delivered a swift barrage of twelve or so slaps to the strugling maid, ignoring her attempts to block with the sheer force of each swat. Her palms were armored in leather, and the weight of her gauntlet made each slap thud against the quivering cheeks with a resounding CLAP! "You should listen to others that have your safety in mind, young lady." She lectured.