Hello readers, this is the first chapter of this series and contains no sex. But the next chapter will have plenty of it. The story as you will see revolves around three plots but will eventually merge into one.
Anyway, Thank you and enjoy.
Chapter 1: Bread Crumbs
The hooded figure moves down the cobblestone alley with supernatural speed and grace only a creature of his elk could muster. Following the path, the crystal shows, he turned a left and walked through the marked without giving a shit about anybody. At these dark hours, only the most courageous or the most foolish people roam the streets.
He crossed the market. Most of the vendors were gone and only a few Dwarwan traders kept their places. He moved from shadow to shadow, keeping away from sight as much as possible.
He took the lane left to him and again went into super-speed. The city was like a maze. He was crossing the north-eastern part of the city towards the woods of Pamen where people await his presence. Who are these people he don't know but he was chosen and he must go.
He jumped, hooking his fingers on a window arch and with a push, he was on the roof. The downward slant gave very little footings but that wasn't a problem for him. He jumped from the roof top to another then another, until the cleared ground of the forest entrance was visible.
"No patrol? Humans are getting careless night by night." He muttered to himself before the thick canopy of the trees enveloped him.
*
Rosalie was sitting with the four others whom she knew only by name. They were waiting for the last member of the new formed council to arrive. She leaned over on the back rest making her huge bosom thrust upwards. She registered few quick glances towards her which make her smile. She always liked to tease men back in her town. Her body was crafted for stirring their loins. Her long period training and workouts made her body such that even an Amazon would be jealous.
Her heavy G cup tits were perfectly created, showing no sag even after being so huge. Her heart shaped ass and smooth but well-muscled limbs adding to her charms. She was wearing the ceremonial gown that leave her exposed to imagination. The deep V-cut of the dress showed off much of her deep cleavage, with a single gem, that matches her eye colour, set between the twin gloves.
Her rosy lips makes her look like she is pouting and her emerald glare can will her out of anyone. Her strawberry blond streaks pulled back in a ponytail with a simple silver clasp. Overall she was like a goddess to be loved and cared. But the double edged blade that was pressed against her chair eliminated every thought that says she is weak. She is here is enough to show what she hides behind that glorious body.
She threw her head back and closed her eyes. This was like a dream come true. She still felt tremors of the tremendous excitement that rushed through her four days ago when the green shiny crystal landed on her palms when she was helping her mother feed the bothersome pigs back at their small farm. But her mother wasn't so delighted. She is a Elite guardian, she knew at threat moment and her mother knew it too. Her father was one of them when he was alive.
He fought many battles which the other ran away pissing. It was her dream to be like her father. He was a fierce warrior but an equally kind hearted person who cared about his family and others. His death was a norm of mourning to all the nation that comes under the elite protection.
**
Starlok groaned in anticipation.
"What is taking him so long to come?" He belted. The chair beneath him, which was too small, shook abruptly.
"Who says it's a 'he' and not a 'she'?" Claudia broke out. She literally hate those who mistook women as weak.
"Because missy there's already three of you and only two of us. No hell, the sixth one a wet pant like you." Starlok growled.
"Call a date and see who wets their pants faster, Shitlok." This made the other two girls to giggled out. If Starlok's face wasn't stark black already, he would have been a hot iron rod.
"You bitch! I'll gut you alive!" He busted out drawing out his huge battle axe.
"Starlok! Don't be stupid," Vandor at-last exclaimed, "You will get enough guts to slit later on."
"That bitch is insulting me!" Starlok revolted shaking the weapon towards Claudia. Claudia was getting to her sais.
"Claudia please. If we fight among ourselves then the fates of millions those depends on us will meet the blades."
This brought the two of them back to their position. Claudia gave an apologetic look towards Starlok who supplied the same with a quick nod.
"It is most unlikely to know who the last member will be. Crystals choose by talent rather the gender or species." The elf added.
The little gathering was on the edge of the woods of Pamen. The place all the crystals led them to. And after a little waiting the last member arrives. Everybody turns towards the hooded figure which just landed from a nearby tree. Starlok snorted boastfully towards Claudia, who didn't flinch.
"So it is a man then." Siqura chuckled.
"Anyone have a problem with that?" The attractiveness of the voice was uncanny. It was a statement then a question. The stranger filled the empty seat between Rosalie and Vandor.
The mystical fragrance of rosewood hit him hard and something deep inside his admantis self-control growled out in his mind. He looked to the busy blonde sitting to his left. He frowned when he saw the pointed ears then looked to his right and saw another set of long, clearly defined ears.
'Two Elves at the same time, Ugh!' He was happy that the hood hide his contorted expression pretty well.
