Legends of Belariath

Stepping Out in Belariath

The Philosophy of Getting Laid

A Quick IRC Guide to the World of The Lonely Inn

[Caveat Newbie: Bear in mind this document is a constant work-in-progress and those with more experience are free to add their experiences or tips if they so wish at any time. Keep in mind that I have not claimed to have mastered the TLI experience nor do I ever plan to, despite my time here. I am offering insight that will help the newer players get a quicker start and not be too prone to common errors. And I sure as hell ain't a master in cybering or IRC roleplay in general either, but experience is the best teacher in this situation. Read and be enlightened. You were warned.]

Some people would think that waking up to a faceful of feathers would be unappetizing at best. In the case of Morgan Drakewing, he could not think of any better way to start the day, for he knew who the feathers belonged to.

Morgan yawned as he cricked his back, clicking his toungue as a black wing smacked him lightly in the head, the owner of the said wing giving a bit of a mumble herself, curled in a fetal position, golden hair strewn across her face. The dragoon smiled, sliding behind the angel's back, giving her a long kiss on the cheek.

"Bon jour, mademoiselle Victoria," he said softly, starting to lick at her face.

"Mmmmph...too early, mon ami," the voice said from underneath the hair. The angel shook her hair out, half-opened eyes looking up into his, a faint smile as she recognized her love and fiancee. "Bon jour anyhow, early riser."

Another lick, and a long kiss on her lips followed, Morgan just looking into his Victoria's face. The covers were back a little, the white and black wings of his love barely covered her skimpy attire, a white shirt and cotton panties. Ah, so sweet and inviting her skin was at this time. He smiles, shifting on the bed, pulling his arms around her waist from behind, cuddling.

"Mmmm, I'm smelling dragon breath, love," Victoria said, nuzzling back to him. "Might need to freshen up. We both have a long day today, do we not?"

"We're in no rush, are we?" Morgan said, kissing her cheek, but the angel has started to pull away, turning briefly to kiss him again on the lips, and then sit up, flexing out her wings to cover her body. The dragoon got up as well, wearing only his trousers as he scoots to the other side of the bed, one hand self-consciously rubbing the scars on his chest.

Victoria got up as well, walking over to the closet, getting out her military tunic, red as her eyes which sparkled as she spoke. "You remember what I told you. Kalciane and I have to go over the receipts from the casino. Ever since the slot machines got taken out, we have not been pulling in enough money as we like." She turns, shrugging her wings back as she pulls on the tunic, hands reaching in for her gloves and leggings. "And I'm sure you promised your kittens that you'd come visit them at the baths later today, did you not?"

Morgan grunts, getting out one of his red tunics. Still a bit dirty. No matter. He shook it out, slipping it on as he stood, cricking his back. "Yes...indeed you are right, love. Not to mention I need to talk to Ehlanna about that spidersilk run I need to make again. After that wave of new people asking for something sheer to wear, it's a surprise our friend has any left at all."

Victoria nodded, sitting on the bed, pulling the stockings along her pale legs, wiggling the toes some more as she took the long boots from the side of the bed, slipping them on as well as she nodded. "Ah yes...spidersilk. A strange commodoty, no Garments should hide the body, not show them to public view." She reaches for her sword belt, her signature Larochet blade in the scabbard. "You were also going to go into Unigo, weren't you? See if Zarias had any more of those Wind Sphere spells for me?"

"How could I forget, mon ami?" Morgan buckled his breast plate, laquered red, just like his old Saraphan days. He blows some softening blonde hair from his eyes, looking over to his angel as he sits on the opposite side of the bed, working on his belt as well. "Mmmm...it's been so relaxed this week, has it not? No drow infestations, no goblin invasions. Seems this area is regaining its sanity."

"You say it as if it were a bad thing, Morgan," Victoria gave a soft laugh, standing up just as Morgan sat, buckling her shoulder armor. "Weren't you the one that said...hmmm, let me remember...you said something like life would not be exciting without a few cock-ups?"

The dragoon stands, taking his red cloak from the chair, dusting off the symbol of the entwined rose and dragon. "It sounds like me," he confessed, throwing the cloak on, reaching for Whistler, his wrist crossbow/claw, strapping it on. "But peace does have it's advantages."

"Mmmm...indeed it does, love. Indeed it does."

The two walked to the door as Morgan picked up a three foot staff by the door, strapping it across his back. He turned to Victoria, then gave her a long embrace, kissing her lips chastely as he smiles.

"Gods, Victoria...what would I have become without you?" He stroked her white wing, so soft between his fingers. "Besides some debutante with a wandering eye and an insatiable appetite." The wing presses into his hands as Victoria just closes her eyes, giving a melodic chuckle, a gloved finger pressing on his lips.

"Sometimes, my love..." she said as she opened the door, "some questions are better left a mystery..."

Stepping Out in Belariath

A Quick IRC Guide to the World of The Lonely Inn

Compiled By Morgannus Drakewing, Diplomatic Envoy of the Saraphan Empire

Hello again, faithful traveller. If you hadn't read the first part of the walkthrough, I do not blame you. Many wide-eyed denizens are drawn to the prospects of sex as the drow are drawn to a group of bound High Elf Huntresses ripe for the torturing. And believe me, sex is indeed one of the best things the gods have provided the races, next to magic, alcohol, and mithril chain mail. The Lonely Inn has many lonely people who will gladly take you under your wing and may even share their bodies with you if you play your cards right.

Unfortunately, the aspect of sex and the derivatives such as rape and slavery can easily be abused and underappreciated, and that can be sad, for the taboo arts are quite interesting to work with to develop a character's view on the world. For example, I knew a few fellow humans who were afraid of catgirls due to rumors that they liked to castrate their partners with their tight vaginal muscles during ejaculations. A few months and a few catgirl fuckings later, you'll find that's not the case. Indeed, there's plenty of exotic races for you to share a bed with, and that's just part of the fun. But how would you go about convincing another to share a night with you? I'm sure some of you will find ways after a while, but if you wish to speed the process up, allow this dragoon to offer some sagely wisdom.

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Starting a Liasion:

"You catch a lot more flies with honey rather than vinegar. But then again, who wants flies? Isn't it easier to smear the honey all over the girl first and then lick it off? Maybe you can put the honey on yourself and have THEM lick it off? I really don't care which way you do it. I like licking."

-Sabina, head Inn Slave and Bondage Kitty

So you find a nice Elven female or strong Barbarian male. Your juices start to bubble. Sure, you can just grab them and carry them off. If you're more intent on forcing girls into doing your will, skip this section immediately and move to the more specific "Deviancy and Lust Satiations" section.

We lose all the perverts now? Good. Now let's move to a more appropriate flirting and courting procedure. Hey, you can try this in any other adult-oriented IRC channel if you want to, or maybe real life. Bear in mind we are not accountable if things go wrong.

1. Pace yourself.

Patience is a virtue, as my sweet Victoria has told me countless dozen times, and boy does that ring true. Remember me mention the "pinball method" from Part One, then you'll know what I'm talking about. To those who skipped the last chapter due to...eagerness, I'll explain. Sometimes when starting out, some of the new characters tend to jump around from woman to woman (or man to man...nothing particular) propositioning the hell out of them until one breaks down and yields. Let me just state the flaws on this way of thinking:

1. It rarely works.

2. It works less when males do it to females.

3. It irritates the living SHIT out of some people who might actually be talking to the said target in general.

So, as a person who has had some experience, don't do it. There are better ways. Here's one I prefer. While in the inn at quiet times in the action, glance around the room. Keep notes on which girls (or guys) are active and alone. Then, open a window with Desdaemona, which will most likely than not, have a description of the player (for example, try /msg Desdaemona !desc Morgan Drakewing.] If you wish, try to catch their attention by a sultry look, a nod, or even having one of the barmaids get them a drink. In any case, try to catch their attention. Then finally (this is optional but preferable if you're just starting out), give the person a heads up through whisper or PM to let them know you'd like to come over and talk. Once settled, walk over to the character.

Now don't get all excited yet, traveller. You ain't guarenteed a bedfellow yet. Now's the time to get to know the character.

2. Establish a dialogue.

As this is primarily a roleplaying channel, one has to go through standard procedure before reaping the benefits. Hopefully, you have a small introduction for yourself laid out (and NO, I do not mean a cliched pick-up line. That can lead to a humorous kick in the crotch), then ask to sit down, exchange names, and talk. Act your character, ask some questions if you're new, try to strike a good first impression. If all goes well, and you have to leave, you can pick up on where you left off the previous nights. It's like a real-life conversation, except set in a mythical time. And if you strike it off through OOC, you might get an good IRC friend out of it, and it is well worth the price.

Okay, that sounds like what I said in the beginning on meeting new people, but let me explain my logic. You are more likely to start up a sexual relationship with someone after you have built up mutual trust and friendship. In fact, some of the best married couples started out as friends and confidantes. After time passes, a person whom you originally might have wanted just a one night stand with can turn out to be a good buddy to chat and hang around with in IC and OOC. It's all about trust, not mutual fear. But bear in mind, that's MY spin on it, so take it any way you wish.

3. Before imparting into serious nookie, get permission from the character either IC or OOC.

Depending on the results of the friendly conversation or extended contact, you and your friend will eventually come to a point when a sexual dalliance with each other will be possible. Some couples probably get some hints of sexual tension between your characters. To make sure you don't get mixed signals, you can always establish an OOC rapport before hand between each other. Decide where you want the deed taking place. If you two don't mind putting on a show for the rest of the inn, you can start making love in the main room. Just make sure you clean up afterwards. Ehlanna has this thing about keeping the inn clean. If you prefer the event to be intimate, make a different channel or (a preferred idea) do the event in whisper to prevent prying eyes from accidentally stumbling into your boudoir whilst the two of you are busy.

Some people say you can get lots of experience points by having both of your characters make love in the main rooms or the subchannels. I'm not sure of the truth of that statement, but it really shouldn't be a factor on where the two of you would wish to have sex. Most couples who prefer not to do it in the inn can usually run hand in hand into the forest or perhaps the baths, even in Unigo. Zarias has yet to complain about couples going here, and I think the place is self-cleaning. It's really a choice between you and your partner.

4. Relish the deed.

Going without saying, I guess. I'm assuming that the term "cybering" is new to you, traveller, but if it's not, then you can skip to the next section.

You still with me? Good. "Cybering", which is the verb tense of cybersex, is the equivalent tag-team writing on a sexual encounter, like a short piece of erotica. In layman's terms, you write a few lines describing your actions, your partner types a few line describing their actions, and so on and so on until you both are spent and are gasping on the bed. Or floor. Or wherever you chose to have sex. the key here is to have fun. Take your time. Savor this sacred union. And it might help if you have both hands on the keyboard, but...that's just personal preference again...

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"Hmmm...you're writing on sex, aren't you?" the sultry voice said.

Morgan looked up from writing the walkthrough, pen in hand, to the source of the voice. He was treated to the mind-tingling view of Alissia, high elf Courtesan and Sexual practicioner at the Guild of Signet and Song. Strange. The dragoon should have heard

her approach, but perhaps the subject was too engrossing. Sex usually is.

"Yes," Morgan said finally, bluntly. "How did you know?"

Alissia gave a curt nod, sitting at Morgan's feet, her breasts pressing against the black leather one-piece she wore, crossing her legs, teasing the human with a fleeting glimpse underneath her skirt. She never wore anything under there. Saucy thing.

"The excitement of a certain part of your anatomy tipped you off," she said, a finger playing along the length of her thigh, going up to her hip as she looked down.

Morgan frowned. "Certain part of my..." He blinked, then self-consciously put the journal over the lower half of his body. "Nothing escapes you, doesn't it?"

"No...never..." Almost out of thin air, the elf produced a sheet of paper, placing it on Morgan's chest. "This was passed to me by a member of the Healer's Guild some time ago. I believe she wanted to show it to someone who would...let people in on our secrets, mmm?" She gave that coquettish smile and a few rapid blinks.

"Erm...thanks..." Morgan said as he picked up the sheet, reading it:

To the Denizen Cataloguing the Secrets of The Lonely Inn

For adding to the part of "Relishing the Deed":

1. Some people are quite good at writing descriptively and should not be discouraged from writing more than one or two lines. The key is to make sure you're not packing so much action into your post that the person(s) you are sharing the scene with don't have a chance to respond to something specific that their character may especially like/dislike.

2. Know the anatomy of your partner. Some species/ races allow for quite a bit of variance in appearance and anatomy. Be sure to be aware of what sort of body you are dealing with. Try to be realistic about size differences. (For example, there's no way a 12' tall minotaur will be able to penetrate a 3' tall halfling without doing some major damage.) Some people enjoying playing sexual scenes with major size difference, but that doesn't mean they want their character impaled. Which leads me to my next comment..

3. Not all sexual scenes require intercourse. Much fun can be had with various forms of stimulation that do not involve a penis entering a vagina. In fact, it is somewhat realistic to think a more reserved patron of the Inn would like to take such a development in a relationship slowly. Not everyone that frequents the Inn is a sex-crazed lunatic. [yeah, but it's kinda hard to believe that sometimes when Bina's in the room. ^_-]

4. Don't be afraid to communicate OOC about IC expectations. It's all well and good to leave all the communication IC if both players are quite good at subtelty, which is quite rare. Sometimes, if a character is interested in something specific, it would help to know that OOC. For example, if you're flirting with a female character and an old 'friend' of hers approaches, don't automatically assume you should vacate the scene or try to compete for her attention. Maybe she'd like to have you both at once!

5. Treat the person you are RPing with with respect. Just because they are consenting to do a sexual scene or become your slave IC, doesn't mean that those feelings extend OOC. A lot of the people that like to RP here value their OOC privacy. Don't assume that the person playing the female catperson slave is a female submissive IRL, and even if she is... She's likely to have different OOC limits than she does IC. Be sure and keep the two quite seperate.

Morgan raised an eyebrow and gave a low whistle as he finished the document. He looked up to Alissia, who was now resting her soft hand along the journal in his lap, trying to slide it off. "The person who knew this must really know what they were talking

about. Who did you say gave you this?"

"Someone from the Healer's Guild," Alissia answered, hands in her lap, looking innocent as her fingers played along the hem of her already short skirt. "Caohime."

"Ah...well that explains..." Morgan paused, then did a double-take. "Wait...the CENTAUR Caohime?"

Alissia just nodded, standing up, sashaying her hips. "You would be very surprised, Morgan...after all, I DID warn you about underestimating my abilities. Perhaps you should not underestimate the abilities of a centaur on sexcraft as well..."

Before Morgan could say anything, the elf turned, giving her a wink as she walked across the room, hips sashaying, a few of the males and females looking from their place as she passed. The dragoon hrmmphed, taking the sheet, turning over the journal again, starting to write.

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Always trust a woman to show up a man in the sexual arena. I know that has no relevance to what I was talking about. Just wanted to make that clear. Now...continuing...

5. Decide where to go from there.

Sex in the Lonely Inn, much like in real life, should never be taken lightly. It can strengthen or weaken relationships and can tear up lives. It even gets people pregnant, even in here of all places! If you engage in a one-night stand, don't be surprised

if it can come back to haunt you. If you wish to pursue the relationship, go ahead. It develops the ongoing story here and makes things a little more interesting in the RP point of view. And who knows? It might start an unexpected storyline. Above all, know what you're getting into. Seducing another person's mate can land you in a pack of trouble. Believe me...I should know. I can show you some scars from earlier indiscretions before I came to Nanthalion. Not all of them are from battle, you know.

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Deviancy and Lust Satiations:

"Some people keep on whispering that the only thing that will take the edge off Kaytoo's temper is a nice man who'll make gentle love to her. I'd hate to see the poor bastard who'll try to attempt it." Skye, Human Treasure Hunter and Regular Bartender

Ah, but there be many things in the sexual realm of the Lonely Inn than the pursuit of slaves and standard nookie. As befitting the darker nature of the races, there's prostitution, bondage, violent rapes, and other types of love many people'd find...unusual. Okay, as stated in the rules, there's no beastiality, pedophilia, necrophilia, or scatalogical type sex allowed WHATSOEVER on OR off channel, so if you love doing that, try finding a channel with stronger content and leave us alone. Anything other than those main taboo groups are allowed, however, and the adventerous traveller can watch others at play. Want some help on some welcome diversions? I'll lay out some things I have seen.

1. Sometimes, the best type of relationship can be same sex.

This is, obviously, directed to the women characters. If you wish, you don't always have to go to a male to receive satisfaction. The right type of girl can help you experiment if you want a different type of RP experience. Not sure about it? Talk it over

with them. Oh, you might find that some of the girls are complaining that they don't see any yaoi action. If you're extremely bold, and you're with another male character you can trust, go ahead and feel free for some man-on-man action. The girls seem to

get wild about that...so I've heard. Not like I've had any experience with...right, I'm moving on to the next subject.

2. When buying time with the inn slaves or a prostitute, you may get more than what you bargained for.

If money is simply falling out of your pockets either from a successful bounty or job bonus, you can buy attention from certain women in the inn, perhaps even snatch up an Inn Slave or two. I think the price is 15 mhl for a session in the main room to 30 mhl for a trip to a special sadomasochistic session. I'm not sure...the rules on that change from time to time. A caveat though. As you might gather, the tavern slaves of the Lonely Inn are a skittish and dysfunctional bunch on purpose. Poor girls. But don't worry. They will follow through in the end, though not willingly. It takes a while to work them in, which is why you may try to look for any of the courtesans wandering about. Keep your eyes open. They're there...

3. When plotting or attempting rapes, get express permission before hand with all parties involved.

It takes a bit of time to butter up someone to get them to sleep with you. It takes a little less time to rape, but more time planning and plotting. Rape does happens at the inn occasionally, although not as often as the old hands like it. Like rape in real life, doing an RPed rape is never something to be taken lightly. Sure, this is an 18+ channel, but this is also an RP channel with repercussions.

Have I talked you out of rape? No? Then let me help you out with some tips. If you wish to lay in ambush for an unsuspecting female or male, you MUST get expressed permission from all of the parties who may be involved unless you want the scene to be immediately halted by an Op who wants to know what the hell is going on. You might want to go into the OOC room and talk about your plans with the others so they can give you some advice on how to stage it properly. Once everything is settled, proceed normally.

4. If someone does not wish you to interfere or join in on a rape/sex scene, DON'T interfere.

It's flattering that everyone wants to be a hero and rescue a fair damsel in distress from being dastardly defiled by an evildoer (nice alliteration, huh? That time with Akipurra paid off). However, The Lonely Inn is a dangerous place, and not all of the people are honorable. Therefore, even if your character is nobly inclined, it doesn't give you an automatic license to bust in like some bugbear and stop a rape or defilement. Stormbringer spoke out on this a long time before, giving the reasons why people shouldn't interfere. I'll be quick and boil it down to one simple reason anyone can understand:

INTERFERING WITH SCENES YOU HAVE NO PLACE OR NO UNDERSTANDING OF KILLS ROLEPLAY. PERIOD. IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH "PEOPLE COME HERE TO BE RAPED" OR "THERE NEEDS TO BE A BALANCE OF GOOD OR EVIL". IT IS BAD ETIQUETTE, IT IS IN BAD TASTE, AND RANDOMLY INTERFERING CAN FRUSTRATE OTHER PEOPLE'S CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT. DO NOT INTERFERE UNLESS THERE IS A PERFECTLY LOGICAL REASON ON WHY YOU WOULD DO SO. IF YOU DON'T, YOU WILL BE KICKED.

Is that read and memorized, traveller? Good. Now I'll expound. Keep in mind that you are interacting with people with different agendas and different tastes. THerefore, busting up a rape or fight scene for the sole reason of showing off your character's will and honor is indirectly imposing your will on others without their permission. If you know the assaulted or confronted, and you have a reason to be nearby, you might have an opportunity to break it up. Anyway, go to the RP channel before hand and talk over what you have planned. OOC communication is vital, as I will stress in the later chapters on fighting.

5. Don't expect to escape repercussions if you shack up with the wrong person(s).

If you hadn't got the gist from my descriptions already, this isn't your ordinary sexual roleplay channel. This doubles as a fantasy roleplay channel, and if you rape or take advantage of a friend or slave of a person who is at a higher level, don't have the nerve to be surprised if that person in question waltzes in and confronts you with blade drawn. Likewise, don't think your character got away with some rape or seduction done in secret, because the victim will possibly cry to their friends, and you'll be the subject of a manhunt (or womanhunt. Don't know too many female rapists however). After a traumatic experience, there may be subtle differences when you interact with other characters later in the RP when they found out about these incidents, especially if your rape victim ends up pregnant. Yes, pregnancy CAN happen here. It is the credit to my self-control that there are not millions of tiny Morgans wandering around the town.

Oh, and if DO decide to have a baby, give birth to it outside the channel. And don't bring the kid into the inn or town. Syune knows we don't want to be corrupting the future generation too.

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"So...why DID you leave the Slaver's Guild anyway?"

The question floated in the air as Morgan Drakewing leaned back a little, his hands stroking the wet nectar-stained fur of his slave's thigh. The catgirl looked up blearily, eyes full of contentment as she snuggled closer to her master, the jewels that made up the eyes on the dragon tattoo pressing on his bared chest, glitering with sweat and the mingled juices of lovemaking. The dragoon shifted, looking to the other in the bed.

"Well, it's hard to say, Trician," Morgan said, a hand resting on his catgirl's head, stroking at the red hair tufted along her eyes. "One day, I'm looking over documents, second day I just clean out my desk and head to DragonRose. There was no official demand for me to resign." He kisses the catgirl's head, shifting her naked body in front of his as he turns on his side. "I just walked over to Andara, left the keys and files on her lap, then walked away..."

Morgan's partner turned her head a bit to look at him, those large cow eyes still glazed over from the lovemaking, large black-furred thighs of the minotaur raising up the other kitty along her slicked chest, stroking the blue fur as it lets the catgirl rest on her naked bosoms. She seemed to nod. "And your kittens here...you got them while you were head?"

"Not really, Trician...you see, Mairu was traded in to me, while I found my Brianna trying to attack me." Morgan looked down at the catgirl to his side, lifting her head. The tiger body seemed to squirm against him, tail rubbing along his naked thigh. "But both are well-behaved and well-trained, as you can see..."

"Gods, yes..." Trician agreed, her hand stroking the kitten resting on her bosoms. "I can't remember how long it's been since I came so many times. You must be proud of them." She kissed the head of the catgirl upon her, who squirmed in delight, big eyes raiising up, lips kissing the minotaur on the snout as Morgan chuckled.

"Ah...Mairu. Yep...she's always been the perky one." Morgan stroked the thigh of his other slave, licking at her neck. "Poor girl has been bouncing from one slave caravan to another when that mage dropped her off at our doorstep. She really is intent on pleasuring all of her master's friends. Isn't that right, Mairu-chan?"

The blue kitten on Trician's breasts nods emphatically, her hands resting along the minotaur's nipples. "Hai, Morgan-sama! Bed crowded though..." She sniffs around, tail raising up, rubbing along Trician's belly. "This what you mean by "four-play?"

Morgan and Trician laughed a bit. "No, kitten...but you're close..." Morgan replied, lifting his kitten up, looking into her tired emerald eyes. She mewed, shrugging her shoulders in her sultry afterglow. She seemed a bit more tired out. Two hors of lovemaking can tire out even the heartiest of catgirls.

"Now Brianna..." Morgan said, rubbing her tail. "...Brianna wants to be a magician. And with Zarias teaching her, I'm sure she'll do just fone in that too...as long as she remebers to practice her sexcraft."

"It's hard without you, Master," Brianna mewed, her body pressing into Morgan's arms again. "I have to stay at Unigo all the time. I'm always happy when Master visits though..."

"Mmmm...yes...yes...I must check up on you more often." Morgan slides closer to Trician's side, Brianna holding tight to his side. "It's been strange, though...when I came here, I detested slavery...I had to guard a harem when I was still a soldier...I saw the cruelty of the job. It took me a while to fully understand it here."

"Is that why they put you as head before Andara?" Trician asked, turning to her side, nearly dumping Mairu off her chest. "Because you were less likely to have ambiton?"

Morgan shrugs. "They just needed a figurehead...someone who would dole out fair punishment. THey knew I used to train men as well, so next thing I know when I'm paying my dues to the Bounty Hunter Guild, voom! I'm ushered to an office, get my own secretary, and I got to test all of the newer slaves coming in." He pulls his hand out, stroking Mairu's tail, the catgirl turning and crawling to her master, hugging him with Brianna.

"Hey now...don't hog them all..." Trician chuckled, her hand stroking at the kitty tails which wagged in excitement in being so close to their master. "Save some...what finally changed your mind about having slaves them?"

"Mmmm...we love you Morgan-sama..." a muffled voice said from the cuddle as the two catgirls started licking Morgan's face, snuggling close. The dragoon turned an eye to Trician, hands helping to stroke the tails.

"Well, let's just say I'm not one who'd pass up a warm, fuzzy feeling of knowing there are people who'd love you no matter what." He winks. "So...shall we spread the love again, my kittens? I'm sure Miss Trician would love to see more of our talents..." Brianna and Mairu giggled, their heads sticking up from the pile, then crawled over to Trician, kissing the minotaur's snout as Morgan slid against his partners, snuggling...

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Getting your Own Slave:

"Slaves are like buses. One comes around every few minutes."

-an old adage of StormBringer upon slaves. No one yet has asked the great leader what the hell a "bus" is yet.

Okay, enough about standard sex. You might have seen some girls around with initials in brackets behind their names, like sarai{Ehl}, Zoey {SW}, and Brianna{Mor}. These are a group we like to call slaves. Read a little bit on the site about them. Yes, there are some weak girls and boys out there that you can collar and use as your own personal slave and fucktoy (and I mean fucktoy in a NICE way). I have two of them, both catgirls. You know the problem I've found with catgirls is that you need to pay constant attention to them or they go sour on you. Thank Syune that my Mairu and Brianna haven't gone bitter yet, but the eternal love I get from them is well worth the training I put into them. Course, now I'm worried about spoiling them.

Enough about my shortcomings as a harsh master. You want to own a slave? Read through this section carefully before you do so, because this aspect of the Lonely Inn is taken seriously. DEAD seriously.

1. Use your head.

Do I sound like I'm repeating myself? Well, I am, and for good reason. You can't just walk in and collar the first person who catches your fancy. That is a one-way ticket to your permanent excommunication. You are certainly allowed to have slaves, but you

aren't going to get them without good thought and preparation. Slaves cost money to register and upkeep, after all, and some characters will not react well to being collared, and will make LOUSY servants, even after beating and torturing them. So, once again, I ask you to use your head and ask yourself if a slave is actually WORTH it. You can get along without one. Syune knows I did. Then they put me at the head of the Slaver's Guild. That's a story that we really don't have time to tell here...

2. Look for possible subjects.

As strange as it may seem for the prudish beginner, there are some characters who come into the inn for the sole OOC purpose of finding a master or mistress. Sometimes, they will announce that they're available on the Message Board. You can usually spot other possible catches in the inn. Just look at their actions. Sometimes they do not have capitalized first names, which, according to the rules, can signal the fact that they are submissive characters. Be warned, however. Just because someone doesn't have a capitalized first name doesn't mean they're immediately on the market. kitrian and aphris were slaves once, but they earned their freedom. They are also at high levels. Don't try to collar them just because of the lower case name, unless you'd like a comical ass-kicking. Anyway, keep an eye open. Look for the vulnerable or troublesome. They make the best slaves if broken in properly.

3. Get EXPRESS OOC permission of the person you are trying to enslave before acting.

Notice how I put the heading in bold? That's how important this step should be stressed. Talk to the person through PM to explain to them your intentions on enslaving them. Maybe talk about their history a bit, if they've had any other offers, share sexual expectations, and if they already made any friends, mostly to cover your butt if you enslave someone that might have a little clout with higher level characters (like, Goddess help you, Sabina). Above all, ask them if they intend or wish to be enslaved. If the person you're trying to collar does not understand the rules, have them join the OOC room to get more information. The ops will appreciate talking about the game dynamics, and it may win you brownie points.

All set up and got your permission? Then you can...

4. BAG AND TAG THEM.

Sorry...it's the bit of the old Shokushu character in me, but I couldn't resist. v^_^v

How you take and enslave a character is up to you and the one you're collaring. If you play a noble character, you can invite the slave to be over, ask if they need some protection, then offer a collar to them out of the goodness of your noble heart. If you're a cold-hearted bastard, then screw all the niceness and trick, bully, rape, or a combination of the three to your heart's content until the collar is strapped on firmly to the slave's despoiled body. There are may variations you can try, but above all, be creative and artistic. This is a role-playing channel after all. Get it done to let the inn know that this soul your property now.

Oh, and as I was just speaking of already enslaved property, I better make another rule clear. You can not, and I emphasise, CAN NOT rip off the collar off a slave and replace it with your own. That is as bad as stealing the sword off the belt of a town guardsman and claiming it as your own. It is not done, it is bad sportsmanship, and that will automatically get you kicked off the channel without so much as a warning.

5. Treat as you see fit.

You got the collar on. What do you do now? This depends on your character's demeaner and that of the slave's. If you are planning to use your slave for the purposes of pleasure, then you may feel inclined to treat them roughly, training their minds and bodies to receive pleasure and give it back to the master. If you wish your slave to, say, keep you company and assist in your profession or job (like an apprentice), then you may be inclined to treat them a bit nicer. Give them a degree of freedom, but not too much that they become wild and stubborn. Some of the other characters have entrenched feelings on how a slave should act, and if they feel you lacking, the Slaver's Guild may feel inclined to provide your ward "free lessons".

To close off this section, I am compelled to add a:

CAVEAT EMPTOR for those who wish to be slaves.

Mmm...love those bold texts, don't ya?

I will not mince words with you, traveller. The subject of slavery is taken VERY seriously here. In fact, strike up a conversation about slavery with our Primarch Stormbringer and the man will give you deep insights. There is a reason He set up a whole section of rules on the set-up and care of slaves, after all. Read it. Pore over it. Memorize it if needs be if you even think about owning a slave or becoming a slave. There are serious repercussions to those who don't take the rules seriously. Take a collar off without clearing OOC permission from the slave and the Ops, and your character is no more. Zip. Finito. Kiss the sucker goodbye kos they ain't worth crap. And may Syune and her lesbian lover Lloth consider saving your soul if you were trying to take off an Inn Slave's collar.

I've talked to a few of the better people in the inn on this subject, and you would not believe some of the people who foamed at the mouth during their rants. I did tell you slavery was taken seriously here, correct? Anyway, a summary on what they told me. The bond between slave and master is as great of a responsibility as a husband and wife. A slave lives for the master, considering them their own God or Goddess. What are they supposed to do then if their Master or Mistress doesn't show up or ignores them? Not bloody much. If you play more than one character, and the slave (or slaves) of one of your characters is in the room, for decency's sake go in as the master. If another of your characters needs experience, you can always bring him in too if you truly wish.

I've seen people play a few characters at once, but it's never easy.

You might hear in the OOC channel the phrase "Pulling a Morgan". No, it's not a sexual connotation, but it's a term that some of the less tactful residents use to describe a person playing two or more characters and mixing up their lines. Why's it called "Pulling a Morgan"? Well, let's just say I was playing Arnoch and Morgan at the same time in the main room once, and Arnoch suddenly started using course language and Morgan started calling women "milady". Enough about my faults then. After all, Arnoch and I have already been through much.

A final emphasis. The rules state that once a person takes on a collar, they may be freed after one month as long as they have OOC agreements or if the master has "disappeared" for a long period of time. Despite that, taking on a collar is a bound commitment to another. Slaves cannot simply walk out of their arrangements. If there are problems, appeal to the Ops for intervention. A successful slave/master relationship is one that's set both IC and OOC. Treat it with respect.

Bottom line. If you wish a certain role, be it a slave, a slaveowner, or a rapist, then commit to it and be prepared to take the fall once the horseshit hits the cartwheel. Above all, remember that you are interacting in real time with other people's characters, and they have feelings and expectations just as you do. Choose your action wisely. You have a good selection of amusement ahead of you.

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[Yes, slavery is taken very seriously here. Why? Because I and a lot of the Ops take it seriously beyond TLI and want to impose our views on others? Actually, no. My own opinion of the subject, which has got translated into the rules, is not like that at all. It's been set up specifically so that people can play different levels of intensity in their master and slave relationships.

So why don't we allow everyone to play master and slave any way they feel like it, and why do we place some quite serious restrictions on taking slaves, by adding financial and time based impositions on every collar? Two questions and two answers:

1. There needs to be consistency in the roleplay used in a fantasy environment. You want to play a casual owner-slave relationship where the slave is able to do whatever she wants and kick her owner in the ass whenever he tries to discipline her? Fine. Just keep that part of it in private. NOT because we don't like to see it (though we don't and we feel it devalues the concept of slavery for both participants). Keep it in private because it is not consistent with the world of Belariath. This place is inhabited by people with a specific mindset about life and that includes the treatment of slaves. You want realistic roleplay that includes such activities? A Belariathian owner would either sell such a slave at the first opportunity, or he would send her to an expert to have her attitude adjusted so he could actually enjoy ownership of an expensive piece of property. Good roleplay keeps your character consistent with the society they live in.

2. In such a varied group of players there are many different shades of opinion about slave ownership. Some people take it as a serious commitment, others see it as a bit of light hearted fun. Some of the more juvenile see it as a way to get sex on demand without giving anything back. How do you know that the person you are thinking of collaring shares your own view of the subject to a degree that makes for compatibility? How do you know that when you offer someone a collar they will see it, not as a bit of fun and an excuse for playing a bit of sado-masochistic sex, but as a serious commitment from your character to their character, maybe even with OOC connotations? How do you know that you won't either hurt someone OOC or get hurt yourself by a lack of communication? THAT is why we make taking a slave an expensive business in roleplay terms. Not because we want to restrict you but because we want you to make damn sure that you and your prospective partner are on the same wavelength OOC before you make any IC commitment with a collar.]

-Submitted by StormBringer, Proud Owner of Ayla and Naiya and Lover of Small Kittens

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The Casino was nearing closing time as Morgan Drakewing rode up. He patted Tristan's mane, dismounting his faithful gelding steed, who snorted in reply, trotting next to Starian, the black and white filly that Victoria Celas would ride. The two horses nodded to each other as they fed from the trough, Morgan tying Tristan up as he ruffles his cloak, walking into the building.

His love was sitting at a stool, next to a blackjack table. She was shuffling some cards, unconsciously talking to the purple-winged Torian across from her, who was listening with great interest. As the door closed, the two girls looked up, giving small, almost rehearsed smiles as Morgan walked up.

"Mmmm...bon soir, my love," Victoria said, putting down the cards, her other hand resting along her military tunic, legs crossed as Morgan sat down, kissing her cheek.

"Bon soir to you, mi amour...and to you, Kalciane..." Morgan nodded to the Torian, her wings flapping to keep her short cheongsam dress on her shoulders. He then turned to Victoria. "Not another slow day, I hope."

Victoria laughed, blowing a golden lock from her face. "Not today...the last blackjack player just left. Poor Corvin. He didn't stand a chance. He just spent most of the time staring at Kal's cleavage." She gave a look to Kalciane, gesturing to the back. The Torian seemed to recognize it, setting her deck of cards on the table and walking to the backroom, almost to Morgan's regret. She was a cute girl. Always was, just a bit schizo for his tastes though.

"And your day?"

Morgan suddenly looked up from Kal's departure, smiling to Victoria. "I passed by Unigo. Zarias said that whenever you're ready to learn the spells, have Avandore pick them up at the Hall. Mistress Katarein seems to have formulated a few new tricks. And the silk run will be on for as early as Tuesday...provided I bring another girl to entertain Ehlanna's mother." He chuckles a bit, holding Vic's hand.

"And your bath?" Victoria asked, her head resting on his shoulder, comfortable. "You and your kittens had the bath, I take it."

"Indeed so...ran into that Slaver Guild guard that Andara hired shortly after I left. Trician. She joined us for a while...ended having a talk with her while Bri and Mairu played with us." For a second, Vic didn't say anything. She then looked up from Morgan's shoulder, seeming to have a bemused expression. "Not the minotaur Trician?" she said.

"Yes...the minotaur..."

"Mmmm...Morgannus Drakewing, you never fail to surprise me on the depths on which you'd explore."

Morgan nodded, squeezing Vic's hand. "I expected you wouldn't have liked hearing that."

"Oh I don't, my love. Really I don't." Vic's wings flapped, the white wing sliding along his back. "But as long as you remember our promise. Your heart is free, but it truly belongs..."

"...to you and Angel first...always..." Morgan completed, a hand lifting up Vic's chin, looking into her eyes. "That I have never forgotten, my guardian angel, and the day I forget it is the day that I will be damned for eternity...my love...my life..." Victoria laughed, a melodic chime as she gave a playfull cuff to Morgan's chest. "Oh, now you're buttering me up. It doesn't work on me anymore." She stopped laughing, smiling. "So...Mairu and Brianna is staying at DragonRose tonight?"

"Yes, my love," Morgan replied, a hand along her hip, stroking. "Although, you know that Brianna and Katsumi still have a hard time getting along with each other."

"I know that. Katsumi's meditating in the springs." Victoria winked, standing up, her hand in his, pulling him up as well. "We have the whole place to ourselves tonight if we wish...do you have any plans for tonight?"

The dragoon wrinkled his brow, as if in thought as he stroked Vic's wings. "Hrmmm...nothing comes to mind." He heard a door lock unclick. He turned, seeing Kalciane slide open a door near the middle of a casino, revealing a large, red-covered bed with satin sheets and pillows to match. He then looked to Victoria, a bit taken aback.

His angel, however, just laughed, tugging Morgan over to the secret room, nodding to Kalciane as she passed. "Magnifique, my love...then we have the night to ourself. Kal will keep a watch if there is anyone else wishing to lose some money." As Morgan blinked some more, she put his arms around him in a long embrace, lips pressing against each other for a few seconds before she pulls back, her hands sliding to the doors, to close themself off from the room.

It took Morgan a few more seconds to speak as he sat at the foot of the bed, eyes still registering delighted surprise. "Well...my love...I'm not sure what to say...it..." He stopped as Victoria pressed a finger along her lips, giving him a smile, red eyes sparkling, the same eyes that had melted his heart and claimed him. The finger came off, and was replaced with a quick kiss.

"Then don't say anything," Victoria said, sliding into his arms, "except...perhaps...'je t'aime'?" She chuckles, pressing herself atop of him, the two laying back in the bed.

"Mmmmm...je conne..." Morgan said, just before his tongue met hers.