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Was that instruction? Was that an actual order? Robert found himself taken back a bit, interested and intrigued. He was used to calling the shots, making the demands and controlling situations but in this instance he found himself wondering what exactly she planned on doing. If he was able to restrain himself for this long it was certainly for the better as now his interest and finally peaked.

When he laid down beside her, he raised one arm up over and behind his head, resting on it as he looked down from slightly upturned position thanks some pillows that were on the bed. At first he didn't like the idea of being so immobile and having to let someone else do the work, that was part of his feelings about having control. With a power such as his and his actual demeanor, it was a difficult thing to let go of but he was settling into things, albeit slowly. The first lick of her tongue was enough for him to release stifled moan that was caught between his lips, gritting his teeth a bit.

Perhaps it was the Bloodwine but or perhaps it was simply that he hadn't allowed himself to be pleasured by another in.. He couldn't remember. The price of control was never allowing deviation from one's own routines as it were and as of now his manhood was at her mercy in a sense. The feeling of her soft wet lips pursing themselves around the head of his cock was more than enough to cause his eyes to close shut briefly, feeling the euphoric release of the tension that had been felt earlier. It was satisfaction stemming from the carnality finally being allowed to roam freely.

But it kept going, her lips were now sliding down slowly over the entirety of his shaft and with the cold air overlapping his bare flesh, the warmth from her mouth was reprieve that his body was basking in and could only focus on that now. The cold be damned. He reached down again, hand brushing the hair falling down her face, not to guide but to watch. Was this her first time? If it was she was doing a damn good job but he was feeling sentimental. The damn Bloodwine was working its magic, the euphoria was interlacing with his own thoughts and he wanted to see her face. He wanted her face to be mixed with this feeling. To mix with a memory of her filling her own mouth with his cock. What in all hells had gotten into him?

It was maddening but he couldn't necessarily even be bothered with that thought for very long as now she was going up and down with that same slow and steady pace. This was like pure and utter torture in a good kind of way. It only made him want to have more of her.
 
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She paused as he moaned, a smile creeping onto her face before she continued with her slow pace. She must have been doing something right if he was making noises like that, right? The rest of him seemed to relax as she maintained her position, on her hands and knees at his side. Curiosity getting the better of her, she pushed her head down as far as she could go, watching his face as she attempted to fit all of him in her mouth before coming back up for air.

She coughed as she pulled away, following it up with quiet laughter before going back in to her previous slow and steady pace, adding in one of her hands for assistance. She could tell by the look on his face that this was torture for him, but that only brought her joy as she continued with the throbbing member in her mouth for just a little while longer. She was by no means ready for an end to any of this.

It was a strange feeling that had been growing in her as she moved. Like butterflies in her stomach, but...different. She couldn't put a finger on what exactly it was, but she did know what her body wanted. So she waited, until he had shut his eyes and in one (probably horribly clumsy) motion, she had removed the panties and hopped on top of him, determined to have him inside her. Placing kisses on his chest, she used one hand to guide his stiff member towards her. A silent suggestion that he should absolutely fuck her.
 
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She was much smaller than he was and he couldn't help but be surprised that this little thing was able to fit him all the way inside of her mouth, his eye brows were raised and tensed and there was a look of astonishment when she came up for air and coughed, following it up with something of a giggle. By the gods he was smitten. It was without a doubt the first time he was experiencing this rush of feelings and emotions and he wanted more. Just like he wanted more of that Bloodwine but alas it was nowhere to be found.

Then it entered his mind.. Was this her first time? The thought shot across his brain like a lightning bolt, zig zagging its way across the creases before he was able to to come to a conclusion that he was going to be deflowering her. This was a crooked bastardization of a tale as old as time but if he was meant to play the part then so be it.

Those kisses of hers and sitting atop him was more than enough for him to make the call to resume his rightful throne of control. He sat up accordingly and flipped her around him, pinning her beneath him the way an animal does right before they go for the gullet but that wasn't where he sought to slay her from. Instead he had grabbed the base of his manhood and was slowly edging it between her legs, pressing between the lips of her 'sheath' , sliding smoothly up and down while occasionally grinding gently against her clit.

All the while his hands toyed with her breast, feeling them up and groping them together until his hands moved down to her legs. Lifting them up from underneath the back side of her knees and pressing himself against her thighs as he was moving himself slowly within, attempting to squeeze the tip of his manhood into the breach. At this point there was still some resistance but slowly and surely he was sliding in a little more as time went on, occasionally rearing back to enter again before settling into a smooth rhythm once her cloister had grown accustom and used to this foreign piece penetrating its boundary.
 
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She took a deep breath before she planned to lower herself onto him. She was ready for this. The Bloodwine gave her the courage she needed to be completely vulnerable in bed with another person for the first time. You can do this. She repeated over and over in her head as she prepared her body.

For the first time since she was young, she was grateful that Emma's voice was gone. She didn't want to hear her incessant comments about how she was making mistakes or how badly she would regret everything she was doing. Who cared about regrets? She could worry about that tomorrow. Right now, she was focused on satisfying both herself and Robert in any way she could physically manage. Her body demanded it.

He took back control, something she was not expecting though it probably was for the better. He knew what he was doing. More than she did at least. Pinned to the bed, she could do little more than wriggle as he rubbed himself against her more sensitive areas, letting a quiet moan leave her lips. She bit her lip in an attempt to silence herself as he teased her, embarrassed and worried he might find it annoying. Those sounds had been reserved only for the time she spent alone, never to be heard by another living being.

Another moan escaping, she shut her eyes as he entered her, gripping the blankets tightly. It didn't hurt, but it wasn't a particularly pleasant or as graceful as she had imagined it would be until about four or five strokes in when her body had finally begun to adjust to his size and her own desires. The moans grew less hidden and more frequent as he continued moving just as slowly as she had been while torturing him. "Robert..." She let go of the bedding and reached up to wrap her arms around his neck, pulling him down and placing her lips on his once again.
 
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This whole ordeal was beginning to affect Robert in a way he had not anticipated. His eyes were out of her view but they began to shift in their color once more, his innate abilities connected to the Myst were trying to manifest. Sometimes those gifted with magic would find out that certain emotions would trigger them into effect, luckily for Robert things would not take a turn for the worse but he could feel that particular spot in his mind conjuring up strange images and feelings all the while was attempting to stay present.

What did shake him loose from being enraptured with those thoughts was finally feeling the space between her legs open up just enough to feel that relaxed easement. The tension and pressure was loosening as he his manhood was slowly stretching her out from within.

The touch of her lips was enough to seal away the reaction going on inside of his brain in relation to the surge of the Myst wishing to release, it dissipated the storm once more that was attempting to brew within. By now he was fully wrapping himself around her like a serpent, one harmed hooked behind her neck and the other out stretched to interlace his fingers with her own as he held her hand.

From an overhead view they could be seen as the two beast with two backs, contorting and shaping around one another as his hips reared themselves and began to thrust down into her, feeling her insides grip his cock as it slid inside and out slowly as the pace slowly slowly picked up.
 
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His changes had gone unnoticed to Sarah who was too preoccupied by her own feelings. After the initial uncomfortable feelings wore off, she was in another state entirely. The way their bodies were now moving, a complete unit in sync, sent her into a euphoric trance. Her mind roamed between reality and the unknown. A purple haze had begun to coat her vision until he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her out.

A pressure was building up inside her, similar to the kind she felt when she was alone but much, much more intense. As he picked up the pace, she forcibly unwound her hand from his grip so she could rub her clit slowly with one hand and allow the other to roam around his body.

She was unprepared for how quickly the mix of sensations would affect her, feeling her walls tighten around his cock so suddenly. Her nails dug into his skin and she bit down on his shoulder as waves of pleasure racked her body. Part of her was shocked, mortified even. They had only just started and she was already experiencing her first orgasm. The other part of her wanted more.

After taking a moment to recover, she would have him let go of her so she could move around, changing positions. She would turned away from him on her hands and knees, presenting her glistening pussy to him demanding he fuck her like the animal she is.
 
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The blood was pumping throughout him now accompanied by labored, yet excited breaths as he was putting in the work on her. Seeing her turn around and present herself in such a way appealed to his sensibilities. He was spoiled after all. Her rear was more than supple and to be quite honest, he wanted to take a bite out of her. His mouth practically salivating at such a sight and so he decided to refrain from pushing himself back inside her again for now and clambered down to her level. Teeth grazing along the dip between cheeks on one side, gently biting down as he worked his way down. She might have found the position strange for her first time but for Robert he knew exactly what he wanted to do. Without moving her entirely, he'd pick her up waist and hoist her back, letting his lips come up directly to her slit.

His tongue did not immediately go within but rather felt itself around her pussy's lips, tasting her sweet nectar while occasionally suckling near the bottom of them before finally letting his tongue reach her passage. It tasted better than he could have imagined, his carnal lust wanted every bit of her and this was satiating more than he thought possible. Quite honestly, Robert knew immediately that he wanted to fuck this woman like a ragged whore when he met her. Who truly wouldn't? She was beyond captivating. She was far too enticing to pass up and he hadn't been sure if any of this was going to pan out in this particular direction. Truthfully, he was enjoying that conversation earlier they held over the Bloodwine but this was far more interesting.

His lips kissed at her entry, catching more of the nectar on his lips before allowing his tongue to slither in just like a serpent. He rung the opening, circling it to feel and taste her as much as possible. The more decadent it felt, the more he liked it and so his tongue finally pressed itself all the way, writhing about back and forth, up and down as it went. After a time letting her get a feel for it, Robert finally let her back down onto her knees and he mounted up on her rear, just like he was mounting a steed. His cock slid again over her wet clit before he pressed the throbbing end back inside of her tight little snatch, enjoying the idea of technically forcing it to open the gates for him once more. His hands clasped her ass cheeks, spreading them occasionally as he rocked his hips into every thrust now. There was an audible packing sound with each thrust as his lower abdomen clapped against her ass. Here and there he would smack one of her ass cheeks, grunting and practically growling through gritted teeth as his cock throbbed away inside of her through every thrust.

He reached forward and grabbed himself a handful of hair on the back of her hand and wrenched her neck back as he hissed the words, "Still trying to run off you little whore?" all the while pounding into her.
 
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She waited for him to mount her, wiggling her hips to tease him with the view she was offering. What? She squeaked as he pulled her back by her hips, his mouth making contact with her lips. Still recovering from her previous orgasm, the intensity of his focus on her was too much stimulation. She fought against his grip, biting the pillow to muffle her moans as he enjoyed her sweet taste.

He took his time exploring every part of her, allowing her to adjust to the new sensations and enjoy them. It must have been the Bloodwine affecting her, but for a moment, she was no longer angry with the circumstances that brought her here. She was strangely glad she was experiencing everything for the first time with someone who knew how to work her body. If being treated like his own personal whore was part of her new job, perhaps she would stick around for a while.

"Fuck..." She growled, turning her head to watch him as he reentered her, torturing her with a slowness like he was savoring how tight she was compared to his size. This position was much more intense than the previous and even though she couldn't enjoy watching his face as he fucked her, the feeling of him throbbing inside only excited her more.

"Still trying to run off you little whore?"

Her head was yanked back roughly. Unexpected, but not unwanted. If Robert caught a glimpse of her face, he would see a mischievous look in her eyes and a sly smile creep up as her hands roamed around the bed. She grabbed his belt and held it out behind her for him to grab if he wished. "Perhaps you should tie me up if you're worried about me running." Her words were broken up by moans, but she still hoped she managed to get the point across. She was letting him do whatever he pleased with her within reason. She hadn't said anything, but she would try to remember to prevent him from finishing inside of her.
 
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A belt? Now there was a thought that he hadn't considered. He'd never thought to use one before but now she was opening his mind a bit to something that had never occurred to him until now. He pulled himself out real slow once more, letting her nectar cling to his cock for a brief moment as he looked down to see his handiwork. Certainly beginning to throb a bit with all that blood flowing around as it did. He had taken the belt when she had handed it back to him and decided to take her up on the offer but decided a much needed spin on what she was speaking of was needed. Instead he would rise from the bed, stepping off to the side as he beckoned her near one of the bed posts.

When she'd finally crawl herself over, Robert would take her by the wrists and begin to tie her to the bedpost appropriately. Making sure nothing was digging in with the edges of the belt. He may be an unsavory individual but by no means was he truly a monster. But by the time he was finished he would jerk her off the bed, forcing her to stand with her rear end facing him. She'd only be able to move around this post and look back at him now.

He stepped closer, letting his cock rest between her ass cheeks as he leaned in against her, gripping her by her hair once more and pulling back so he could whisper into her ear. "My cock seems to like being buried inside of you.." And as he whispered, he was grabbing the base of his manhood and slowly pushing it back inside her between her legs. "Why didn't you let me know sooner that you had such a warm little cunt between your legs?" He was doing shallow strokes, not pressing himself all the way within but also not pulling out completely. "You're going to make it real hard get any real work done around here.." At the emphasis of his words, Robert pressed himself all the way inside of her, pulling her hair back again as he was now steadily pounding her sweet little snatch from behind.
 
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Looking behind her as he pulled out, she gave Robert a bit of a pouty face. She wanted him to tie her up and fuck her and he was...walking away? He was not allowed to be finished with her yet. No. Definitely not. Her disappointment transitioned into curiosity as he beckoned her over. She followed his instructions save for a quick attempt to lick her juices off of his cock before he tied her up and yanked her out of the bed.

Hmmm...so this is what he had in mind... She tried to tease him as he rested between her legs before she was pulled back by her hair. In this new position she didn't have the ability to hide any noise she made, so she would spoil him even more than she already was by giving him all the power over her.

"Why didn't you let me know sooner that you had such a warm little cunt between your legs?"

She bit her lip as he pushed himself back in her slowly. "You never asked. Perhaps if you had when we were still on the coast, I would have indulged you right then and there." She tried to free a hand to play with herself as he tortured her with this shallow stroke but was unsuccessful. It was for the better she wasn't allowed the use of her hands or she would have came again well before she was ready for any of this to be over.

She pushed her body as far back into him as she could as he pounded away, allowing him to get deeper as she bent over. "Don't worry boss. You just sit at your desk and I'll take care of anything you need." She smiled at the thought. Her under his desk as he did whatever it was he was in charge of. Signing papers or something. Her lips wrapped around his cock, head going up and down slowly when a client walks in. She would have all the power over him and that thrilled her. "Anything."
 
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He was treating her body like a piece of meat that satiated his needs and she was more than fine with it apparently as he plugged her cunt with his cock over and over again, enjoying the idea of ruining such a sanctimonious moment as deflowering might be. Instead of treating her like a proper little princess he was using her up like some back alley whore. Possibly even a high class brothel prostitute at this rate as the tying up of her hands went far beyond his usual routine.

He had thought to try and raise one of her legs from her standing position so he might go at her from this angle but alas, she was far too short for all that so instead he decided to pause their little session and untie her, pulling her over by her hair and making her lean over the bed on her back with her legs dangling off. Robert took no time with inserting himself back inside but chose to take both of her legs and pulled them together, bundling them in one of his arms as he forced them close with his cock still deep inside her. Her legs acted as a leverage point for his thrusts as he forced himself in and out over and over again, the packing sound growing all the more intense.

It was clear that Robert was nearly finished. Just as most men do, Robert picked up in his pace of fucking her, driving his hips against her as hard as he could and as fast as possible with her legs still bundled in his arms. His teeth gritted and his breath was sharply exhaling through them before he exclaimed fuck out loud as he opened her legs suddenly, pulling himself out and grabbing his manhood. With a couple of pumps from his own hand, Robert aimed directly over her love market.

One, two and three shots came out from the tip of his cock, spraying down her pussy's lips with a slimey, hot steamy load as he panted with deep inhales and sharp exhales like he had run himself through miles of a journey. Eventually he stood with a slight waiver to his step, the exhaustion hitting him harder than he expected as he reached into the drawer of a nearby lectern, pulling a small towel with a simple embroidery on it as he tossed it to Sarah from across the small room.

He sat at the lectern, his mind already focused on something. It was a map with a large circle drawn around some area deep within the Old Empire territory. His eyes were staring at it but it was clear he was lost deep in thought. "You're going to be meeting someone with me soon and I'll need your talents. Either he has information I want or he doesn't. I need to ascertain which it is." There was a coldness in his voice that echoed with a clear hollowness. It wasn't towards her but rather this person he spoke of. Something was brewing.
 
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Sarah had always imagined this moment would have been much more soft, more romantic. She had definitely not imagined she'd be tied up to a strangers bed post, her judgement swayed by an exotic wine tainted with blood. She liked to plan things like this. She liked organization and research before making any sort of commitment- like losing the last bit of purity she had. But in this moment, she wanted nothing more than to be treated like some plaything for the spoiled brat that was fucking her.

With her hands freed again she dug her nails into the blankets, unable to play with herself the way her legs were now bound by Robert's arm. She made no attempts to hide her screams as his pace and intensity increased, her walls tightening around his cock once more right before he pulled out. She didn't care if his guards heard her and came running. She only cared about the look on Robert's face as he pulled out and finished on her. It was the little details she wanted to remember. The way his brow furrowed. His pattern of breathing as he tensed up for a few moments before exhaustion overtook his body and he could relax.

She cleaned herself up quickly, watching him carefully as he stared at the map. Was he not satisfied? She wondered, slipping back into her dress. The mood shifted with his tone. Ice cold. "How soon?" She walked beside him to look at the map. She didn't really understand it, but took notice of the circle. "Is everything alright?" Was I okay? She wanted to ask, but held her tongue.

"I don't have to talk to them, do I? I've never been part of some interrogation before." She raised a brow, placing her hands on his shoulders to massage them gently. "What information do you think he might have? A location on the Grove or something else?" She hoped her nosiness didn't offend him in this strangely cross mood he now appeared to be in.
 
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"No, no. My brother is already there taking care of the matter in terms of the interrogation." His eyes were transfixed on the circle, it was somewhere within this very location. Hundreds of miles stretching in every direction but it was better than having no idea at all. His shoulders were tense at first but eventually with the touch of her fingers he could feel his muscles relax. He leaned back into his chair, slumping down a bit. There it was. His obsession rearing its ugly head. It's all he ever had in life and all he had ever pursued. He forged a life around finding this place and the search was soon to begin in full. "It'll be a few days sail across the ocean and then a couple more days til we reach our rendezvous. Ramos is a man of few words but he is near and dear to me. We're twins actually." Robert hadn't made any kind of eye contact when speaking about this and it was clear his tone had changed into something else entirely when speaking about his brother. Melancholic?

It was true. Robert did have a brother. A younger sibling who for all intents and purposes was nothing like him. The two couldn't have been more different but Robert looked after him as if he was his own child, fiercely protecting him at any and all turns when Ramos was punished for his 'behavior'. His brother's birth is also what took his mother from this world and sent her into the next. Thus the emotions and feelings about Ramos would always be tainted from then on. Not that this was of consequence to the younger sibling. But to Robert it made all the difference.

No one was allowed to tell Ramos unless it was coming from his own brother's mouth. There were a few times that some of the Blackwoods mercenary underlings would try and sway him, reportedly saying that Robert had ordered him to do something when it was really just a ruse to get him to behave accordingly. Ramos always found out and Ramos always made sure to correct those who wished to lie and deceive him. Thus why Robert had sent him in the first place to where they were going. He was dependable though he would go far beyond what was necessary sometimes.

"Just don't lie to him about anything. I know you might not think to do so in the first place but my brother's temperament is something to be wary of. He listens to me well enough but there's only so much I can say and do." He looked up to Sarah with his blue eyes with a look of concern for once. "Can you promise me that?"
 
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"A brother?" Sarah continued to rub his shoulders as she listened to him speak, relieved it seemed to be helping slightly. She could see something twisting in his soul. Perhaps he wasn't entirely truthful with her or maybe he was hiding something he didn't wish to share. She wasn't sure. Emma's voice had still not made its return. In a strange way, her absence was a relief to Sarah. She felt a little more normal.

Twins?
She squinted, her hands a little more rough as his tone noticeably changed. She was no where near an expert in emotions so she would try to redirect him for the moment. "What do we do for so many days of sailing? Is there work for me to start on?" It wasn't entirely a way to distract him- she was curious about what she would be up to for days. Surely they wouldn't spend the entire trip drinking Bloodwine and indulging themselves in some exploration of the human body.

My brother's temperament is something to be wary of....

Sarah fought to laugh as he spoke of his brother. Was the man who quite forcibly kidnapped her afraid of his own brother? As far as she knew, Robert was an absolute asshole with no morals. He made it very clear that was a part of the Blackwoods. It didn't matter who they hurt, as long as they got what they wanted or made their point. So realistically, how much worse could this Ramos be?

The expression on his face was clear- he was worried and she had no idea why. "I...yes, I can make that promise to you. I have nothing to lie about anyway. Its not exactly like I know anything." She let go of his shoulders and walked back over to his bed where she would lie down. "Can I ask you something?" She wouldn't wait for an answer. "What exactly are you going to do if you find the Grove?"
 
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The Grove. A place to many that was simply where the Blackwood family harvested their valuable resource and turned it into so much more. Most people simply regarded the idea and concept of the Grove as a.. Secluded forest of sorts. Had to be. They were in fact trees, weren't they? Somewhere underneath the sky, wavering about in the breeze. But that was not the Grove that the Blackwoods grew and tended their precious fauna. It was never a secluded forest.

"I'll bring back my family name from the depths of history." He posed himself into position of thinking, leaning upon one elbow on the desk and letting his chin rest in his hand while the other propped itself on his knee. "I'll carve out the land where we lived and we'll be home again." Truthfully, the idea was more grandiose than what was to occur. Robert felt himself taxed with the thought of it all, how much it was going to take and how much he was going to have to pull from himself to put into this journey but it simply had to be done. He rose from his chair and laid down next to Sarah, he didn't pose his arms around her, instead they were crossed over his chest as he stared at the overhead of the ship. He was still deep in thought before he leaned over to look at her, propping his head up again. "I'll teach you everything you need to know. Rest assured."

Over the next several days of sailing Robert would make good on his word. He walked her through the simple things of managing his correspondence with other groups and entities that the Blackwoods did business with. Primarily trader outfits, mining companies and other various smaller clientele such as independent business contracts. These were typically meant for hiring on armed muscle for a single client and in specific cases they acted as body guards with the sole duty of protection.

After that he showed her how to properly manage the payroll for the men and women who served directly underneath him. There was a lot of gold that needed to move through her hands and proper payment was key. Blackwood mercenaries were loyal to an extent. Cheat them, underpay them repeatedly and so forth would erode that loyalty. They were mercenaries after all. Though most of them were indeed keen on seeing whether or not Robert would make good on his promises. If the Grove was indeed found it was grounds for their loyalties to finally be pledged in full and they knew that. Robert was the heir to the name of the Blackwoods and this meant he was undoubtedly fit to be a proper noble. And with that they stood to gain much from being eventual loyal confidants but until then the gold was the only way to buy their loyalty.

The more in-depth processes were managing records and accounts of those who were enlisted with the Blackwood Company. A ledger specifically he fondly called the Black Book. It had pages and pages of names and details relating to every enlisted member of the Blackwood Company. The book was infused with the Myst and was able to be adjusted easily with any information that needed to be corrected or taken out completely. Simply put your mind to it and the act would be carried out. Wanted to erase a name? Concentrate with intent and the rest would follow. Names would need to be removed when one of their own would die. If a Blackwood mercenary had a next of kin, their belongings alongside whatever their next payment would be was to be forwarded to whoever they had listed with a fee taken out for these things to be taken to wherever they belonged.

If no next of kin was assigned, their belongings were forfeit and would be taken into their possession at the primary fortress and their gold would be cycled back into their holdings. Though even with him teaching her, the two would take the time to enjoy more of the Bloodwine, dance and still have a bit of fun when Robert wasn't dealing with the rest of crew and managing its affairs.

Eventually they made landfall and were back into the lands of the Old Empire. Before they left a new crew took the place of the old, bringing aboard more shipments that needed to be dispersed into the Slaver Aisles. A few documents signed here and there and they were off once more, this time by a horde of horses aside from Robert and Sarah where they resided in a carriage. By now the rest of the crew had become aware that Sarah was going to be staying with them and so they began to pay no mind to her, teasingly calling her Lady Blackwood.

Often they would encourage her to learn swordplay with them though they were quite rough, choosing not to hold back though it was more or less due to Robert's encouragement. A member of the Blackwood Company was to be no slouch in the realm of combat. Yes, there was skill and finesse to be had but the Blackwoods played dirty. There was nothing off limits. No code of honor that held them with restraint. You kicked, you punched and you did everything in your power to beat your opponent and that was final. That's what made them lethal.

Nothing was too far for them.

The day finally came when they arrived to their destination. The sun had been setting for a while now with a pinkish hue coloring the sky with fields of knee high grass surrounding them on both sides of the muddy road as they made their way to where Ramos was. It wasn't long before they could all see the fires and the billowing smoke that was beginning to blot out the sky. Smells of cinder and ash was filling the air and the sounds of horses galloping ahead, a scouting party of four men who wasted no time in assessing what was happening.

Robert didn't seem concerned. In fact no one seemed truly bothered by what seemed to be happening ahead. Everyone kept their eyes coldly to the front of the road where they were headed and it wasn't much longer til they were amidst a town that had been utterly destroyed. The market had been ransacked, stalls turned over and whatever was left was simply laying about in the streets. Houses burned, glass smashed in with doors broken down. In the distance, far removed from everything going on around them was a castle of sorts. Or at the least what was left of it. Many of the walls had crumbled and there were countless bodies littered throughout the fields leading away from that very castle it seemed. The carriage stopped and Robert stepped out, looking ahead to somewhere before he looked back to Sarah within the carriage. He only nodded his head with indication to follow him.

There was a large stone fountain sitting in the middle of a crossroad within the center of the town and there were more bodies that filled its basin. Right in front of it there was a smaller mound where a man sat atop them the way a lord might sit upon a throne. He was massive, inhumanly so. His armor was looked like it was blackened with soot, two giant horns protruding from the side of his helm that had two holes punched out through the metal.

From their point of view it would be impossible to see anything remotely human about this beast. Then it spoke with a human tongue but its voice was deepened and unearthly. "They didn't want to talk." The statement was spoken gravely and his helm did not rise to look at Robert. Instead the beast kicked out a body from underneath one of its boots and rolled them to their side as the man began to cough and wheeze.

He was battered and beaten, face bulging with bruises and teeth stuck in ways not natural for the human mouth to sit. His attire was that of a noble, perhaps just a wealthy man but his hair was singed and missing in various places across his scalp. "Last one." Said the monster as it rose from the pile of dead bodies, picking the battered man up by his collar with one hand and walking him to Robert, dangling him like a child's plaything before his brother. This monster was Ramos. A walking tyrant that lorded over his own nature. A walking obelisk to violence and cruelty.
 
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