Drow Hunter

I know that it's been a few months sense I updated this story line, so for your consideration I give you part 3. This is a work of fiction, and I alone am the sole originator of this work, all mistakes are of my own doing. Any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental and unintended, this story may not be reproduced, copied or retransmitted in any way known or unknown without the permission of the author. If you enjoy what your about to read, please remember to like, vote, comment and follow me. Be careful out there and don't drink and drive, I need you here and not in the hospital or worse.

And now on with the show.

'ALARM... ALARM... To your post, to you post... Alarm.' The voice continued to yell as I quickly reached my observation point and began to scan the darkness, it didn't take me long to find what I was looking for. A glint off of something that should not have been shiny, anything that could glint or reveal their position should have been covered or not even brought. Someone had screwed up royally, not that I minded, having them screw up made my job easier.

I slid deeper into a shadow and froze, then waited for them to make the first move, I knew they couldn't have missed the town crier running through the streets. For them the element of surprise was blown and so there was no sense in being quiet anymore. I strained my ears and could hear the slight rustle of grass as they tried to get closer, I knew they were approaching the first set of pit traps.

I heard the slight cracking sound and then the surprised muffled scream followed by the gurgling sound of a person dying. All movement stopped, good that would give them something to think about, they would move cautiously now, this was just the first of many traps and snares that had been set up by the townsfolk, myself and the other rangers. I could tell that the Drow who had found the pit was about 250 yards out, so I know there was nothing to get really excited about, just yet.

Twillaa crept up to the shadow I was hiding in and settled down next to me, I let her peek out the slender slit I'd been using. Her dark eyes darted back and forth a few times and she signaled me that 3 crawlers were within bow range and gave me their location. I peeked out again and quickly found them and then 2 others close by who were also trying to close the gap and make a surprise attack, counting on the confusion to slip inside and cause some damage.

I silently pulled a small plug of wood out and nocked an arrow, aimed and fired. All I could hear was a wet squishy sound and then nothing, 3 more times I did this, hearing that same wet squishy sound. I'll give the last one an A for effort as he jumped up and tried to run back to his lines, he got about 4 steps and then dropped with 6 arrows in his back. It got very quiet on this side after that for some strange reason.

I pulled Twillaa against me and covered us both with my cloak, to anyone looking our direction we were just part of the shadows. I could feel the heat coming off her lower regions as she spread her legs and released my cock, her small hands guiding me into her lower hole and then flexed her hips to seat me into her body. I shivered slightly and fucked her in a slow and steady rhythm, she bit her hand to keep from screaming out as I made her cum several times, she had a sweet, fruity aroma and when I finally pumped my seed deep in her body all she could do was lay there and pant quietly.

"Thank you Master for seeding your slave's womb, may the Spider Queen give us strong children." She whispered in my ear and slowly put me away. I could feel her shivering as her body absorbed my cum, would she be able to bare my young? for the second time that night that thought ran through my mind and I was unsure if I should bring children into this world. I did know that the gods could play cruel tricks on us poor mortals.

The next few hours were quiet, I suspected that they had pulled back and were planning their next move, they hadn't really expected to find the town so well defended or ready to fight. Well surprise mother fuckers, the gods had ass fucked you before you even showed up, and I intended to keep them on their back foot until they were dead of had retreated back over the Dagger.

Twillaa spent her time cuddled against me, she loved to grind her taut ass against my groin, not that I really minded her doing that, it kept me aroused plus we weren't really busy at this moment. I knew that we were surrounded and unless we could get additional forces here, we just might be screwed but I wasn't going to jump ship just yet.

The night dragged on and I watched the sun color the horizons and finally headed back to the inn to get some sleep, unless the Drow had an over whelming superiority they would hide during the day and attack during the night, that suited me just fine, I like to do things during the hours of darkness. We Rangers would keep to the shadows for now and when the time was right, we'd slip out and start killing them.

The problem was that once we started doing that our presence would be reveled, hopefully that would give them pause about trying to come over the wall. If they did try to come over the wall it would turn into a blood bath on both sides of the blade. I hated sieges especially when you were the one inside the walls there was only a given number of resources and when they were gone it was only a matter of time before you were overrun and killed or surrendered.

I took a little time to properly strip Twillaa after taking her to bed and to screw her brains out yet again, it seems that my taking her virginity had revved her sex drive up to nympho. Not that I really cared right now, but when the time came, I would do what I needed to do in order to stay alive. She lay next to me panting, her eyes closed, body and limbs twitching her black skin, covered in sweat, seemed to glow in the candlelight.

I had tied her wrist and ankles to the post on the bed and then gagged her, I didn't want the whole town to know what I was doing to my little pet. I spent some time teasing her nipples to arrow sharp points and her clitty that was a lovely shade of pink. All she could do was squirm and scream into her gag that allowed only muted sounds out, I watched her plead with her eyes as I dripped hot wax onto her firm belly, thighs and ribs. I knew it was hot and stung but would leave no permanent marks or scars on her smooth flesh.

I blindfolded her and silently slid one of my daggers from its sheath then lightly drug just the tip across her thighs and belly, I loved watching her body freeze then dance at just the sensation of the tip against her skin. I circled her nipples and slid up to her neck, she went rock still as the cold steel traced her throat. She did not breathe, swallow or even flinch while my razor-sharp blade rested there.

"Ummmmmm... Master is... stronger than a Grot ox... ssoooo forcefulllll." She finally managed to get out after I had removed my blade then untied and released her gag, she then sighed one last time and fell deep into the arms of the Saline, the goddess of sleep. I was tired too but sleep just wouldn't come, I had this feeling that drove me to silently get out of bed. I picked up my short sword, in the tight confines of the room my regular sword would be a hindrance.

I heard the slight creaking yet again, knowing it was out of place in general background noises of the wooden building. I tracked its source to the small wardrobe in the corner, getting closer I picked up the aroma, a familiar scent of want and lust, with just a touch of fear for flavor.

I threw open the door, my sword tip going low, slid under the chin of the tavern girl that had been hiding in there. 'Do not move girl.' I whispered and took a fist full of her straw blonde hair and pulled her free and onto her stomach. I quickly searcher her and slide the blade away from her throat. 'Why were you hiding in the wardrobe girl? don't you know that the Drow search places like that carefully for gold, treasure and girls like you to take back over the dagger.'

She stuttered out that she didn't want to be taken and raped by the Drow or dragged into the dark lands never to be seen again. She finally calmed down enough to notice that I was standing there naked with 20" of black steel in my hands. I had to admit that she was soft on the eyes too, a young slightly freckled complexion, firm tits, ass, legs and belly, strong arms and nice wide hips. In short just what the Drow would enjoy capturing then taking back with them to bare them more slaves. Slaves meant power and prestige and the more you had, the richer you were and the more power you could wield.

I pulled her to her feet and escorted her to the door as she continued to check my ripped body out. 'Maybe later girl once I recharge and rest.' I tell her opening the door and pushing her out into the hall and into Dogs arms, he just smiled at me. 'Thanks Ghost, next to the sword and bow you gave me this is really a nice present.' He said and started dragging her down the hall towards his room. A few minutes later I could hear her moans of pleasure.

I was up and dressed before the sun set then slid out to a hidden observation post and started looking around, I saw where the grass had been disturbed and followed the faint trails to the hidden Drow. I have to admit they were good, the problem was I was better and recorded the location. I low crawled to another post and spent some time there too, they had set up several post to watch and record the comings and goings of the guards on the wall.

I made a note to start switching up the guards and there start and stop times, I knew it would mess up their plans, I needed them to start second guessing themselves which would mess with their plans. We just needed to hold out for a 7 to 10 days, we'd sent a message for help the morning before the siege started, we'd get help, we'd just have to wait.

The next few days were mostly watching and waiting, which if you're not familiar with sieges is how they go most of the time, both side watch and plan based on what the scouts see and report back. A few time we Rangers made sure that no info was brought back by killing the returning scouts from our hidden blinds.

The Drow had to have figured out that we were in the city and would plan accordingly. We would stay in the shadows and not let them see but one of us, they knew we traveled in pairs so they would assume 2 were helping to defend the town. We'd do nothing to dispel that assumption, at least not right now that is.

Grizzly would play the sitting duck, so to speak, we'd watch a few of them try to take a few shots at him which gave us free shots at them too. Let's just say we were better shots than they were and shortly they stopped trying to kill him. I kind of liked Griz, he was a asshole but he was the asshole you wanted on your side not your opponents, so I did my best to keep him and everyone else alive.

For us the next few days were spent watching and waiting for them to make the next move, every now and again they would fire an arrow or 3 to remind us that they were still out there. Other than that, it was a waiting game, and the loser would die.

Day 5 started just as day 4 did with me running the western wall looking for something out of the ordinary when I heard a scratching sound coming from the space near ladder 3. I froze and cocked my head from side to side trying to zero in on the sound and finally had a general area I was sure it was coming from. I hand signaled Badger and Weasel to cove over silently and speaking with my hands pointed to the general area and let them listen too.

It took a few seconds for them to hear it also but once they did we knew that they were trying to tunnel in, more than likely they'd stop just short then wait for darkness before breaking in and causing general mayhem, they would more than likely start with a faint attack on the southeast wall to draw our attention that way. I needed them to believe they'd succeeded so that they would attack from their tunnel.

I left Badger and Weasel to watch the dirt and to stay silent as the grave as I brought everyone up to speed on what was happening and what I thought they would do. I also told them of the counterattack plan I'd come up with and how to make it all look and sound real.

We moved several buckets of oil to the area and placed it out of the traffic area then placed several torches close by, once the ground broke, we'd pour in the oil and burn them out. As the day dragged on I grabbed a few things that I knew I'd need including my bow, I planned to pin the first bastard halfway out to block the exit before pouring in the oil and setting it alight.

The attack came in the general area that I had predicted it would and the yelling and sounds of running booted feet worked just as I thought it would as we saw a hole open and a hand come out followed by a head looking around. I nocked my arrow and when he was about halfway out I drew and fired, his scream was perfect as the oil was poured in and then the screaming really started, from what I could understand someone was screaming for the rest to back up as the next several buckets of oil were poured in and then the torches were lit then thrown in.

The screams became panicked and then silence was heard except for a whooshing sound from the other end of the tunnel followed by screams of pain from those that had escaped so to speak from being burned alive. From the screams I could hear outside the fire ball must have traveled down the length of the tunnel flash burning all inside.

The smell was a sickly-sweet aroma of burnt flesh that seemed to linger for the next several hours even after the fires burnt out, I knew this was a major kink in their plans. I suspected that in the next few days they'd try even more desperate plans which told me that the reinforcements must be closer than I thought they were. The Drow hated to return empty handed, it was a sign of failure and the clan leaders did not promote those who didn't return without spoils to further their clans.

I cut the head of the Drow I had pined with my arrow and placed it on a spike on top of the wall to let all know the attack had failed. We just had to hold out and maybe we'd make it through this little attack.

And here I end this part of my story, I hope you enjoyed reading it, remember to be careful out there during the silly season and I hope you have a great christmas and a happy new year. And yes more is coming.