Aranel

Disclaimer: This story does have portions that are not fit for all readers. Yes, there is blood, sex, gruesome displays, and other aspects that might make some readers uneasy. This is an optional read, and you do not have to read this, but it will enhance your understanding of just who Aranel is.

Origins

As you wander through the outer, less traveled reaches of the Park, you happen into a small clearing, the grass having grown high and blowing in the soft wind while the leaves on the trees rustle from the small gusts. If you linger long enough, you may stumble upon an old, dusty, half-decayed tome, the work of time making the pages fragile, and the cover partly faded away... If one was adept in such areas, you may notice that the symbols on the cover are in another language. Not English, Spanish, French, or any mortal tongue... The language is that of Demons, but if you were to open the cover, and begin to read, the words themselves start out in English. Thus begins the story of an archeological expedition.

The story starts in a large city, and the group's departure on their little quest, and the discovery of an ancient city, now in ruins thanks to the grace of time. The expedition was beside themselves as they explored the ruins, it was nothing like any human city, and as they went deeper and deeper, the city began to take on a more malevolent tone. The sky itself seemed darkened, and the young explorer's pressed on, despite their growing concerns...

Soon they discover large citadels, homes, shops, businesses... Even a graveyard. Still, not a single sign of anyone still alive, but everything looked as if one day, things had just stopped. There were bags of food from stores dropped on the ground, the food long since rotten. And all around, clothes were scattered about on the ground, as if the ones wearing them had simply vanished...

In the center of the town, there was a absolutely enormous citadel, far more grand and intricately designed than any of the others, and like the brave fools of old, the expedition made their way towards it. As they got closer, all of their breathes got heavy. Whether it was in anticipation or fear... That is hard to say. Soon enough, they were inside the citadel, the rooms barely lit by a single grand window with the eery picture of a Demoness imprinted in the center of the window with colored-shaded glass.

As you turn the page, you feel an odd sensation overtaking you, and you begin to feel light headed. Before you have a chance, you fall to the ground, and your vision fades... After a moment, you blink open, and find yourself moving against your will. There's others around you... Then you realize you are trapped in the body of one of the expedition members, a young woman named Anna, in her mid twenties, the prime of her life... In her hands, a small book and pen, and she is writing furiously, trying to keep up with the expedition but falling behind as the young scribe tries to capture all of the glorious citadel's features. For now, you are but an observer, as the tale continues with you as a first hand witness.

As the woman continues to madly write in her book, voices echo off the walls of the citadel, and some of the members come by a seat, presumably for someone of high status, as the seat is decorated lavishly... But what shocks one of the expedition members far ahead of Anna, is that there was no dust on this seat... "Someone was here!! Recently!!!" the man shouts, and another noticed a large obsidian altar... As he ran his hands over the ornate stone, he began to notice something red, and liquid on the stone... It was fresh, but mostly dried now. He feels at the moist stone with one hand, and then sniffs his fingers curiously, catching the scent of blood... "What the...?" He starts, but his voice halts when an ominous, otherworldly snicker echoes through the citadel, a feminine voice...

The whole expedition heard it, and they began to look this way and that, trying to find where it had come from. Worried panting came from most of the researchers, and only the two guards kept calm, blades drawn. Anna had fallen quite far behind, and was still standing near the front entrance, the rest of the group on the other side of the citadel, near the altar... What kind of an altar was still a mystery, but it was surely for more than just prayer... Now that the team began to look, they noticed the distinct stains of blood on the obsidian stone altar, and the guards looked back to Anna at the front entrance. They all stammered as they saw what Anna could not, the young girl still writing in her book vigorously. It took a moment before a guard had the courage to warn her, yelling loudly, "Anna! Run!!!"

Anna gasped as she heard her name, and had been oblivious to their findings, having been too far away to notice... Then she felt something behind her... A warm breath on her neck, and the door closed behind her, locking in place... Anna was terrified, her hands shaking as she held the book. She'd never been a very strong one, and despite the horrible fear running through her, she felt an odd pleasure... She slowly turned, and before she caught a glimpse of what was there, she gulped... Then her eyes darted open, and she staggered back, falling on her ass as she scooted back on her hands. She let out a scream, the book and pen falling to the floor... Standing in front of her, was Aranel, a full blooded wild Succubus, under no command what so ever...

Anna instinctively grabbed her book and pen, and made a run for the safety of the group, and Aranel just watched with her bright eyes, staring down the group as the two guards took their positions in front of the others, as if to defend them. Aranel's tongue licked over her lips, and she began to walk towards the group. Not saying a word, her wings gently flapping in excitement, and a spaded tail waving behind her as she stepped... The closer she got, the more her presence became known... The women, Anna included, began to get wet, and the men hard just from her presence, and the guards had a hard time keeping focus as they tried to manage themselves... When Aranel was within striking distance, he leapt at Aranel, sword raised to come down hard on the Demon with a fierce battle cry.

Aranel smirked at the bold move, catching the blade in her hand, which cut her skin... She tsk tsk tsk'd at the man, who looked at her dumbfounded, and waved a finger at him, before she fought back. Her hand thrust out, and the man had only time to gasp before Aranel's hand speared through him, and his body began to evaporate... Soon, the guard's blade, and his clothes fell to the floor, his body nothing more than essence for Aranel, and she took it in with a deadly smile... "Ahhh...." she cooed out, as the man's essence seemed to strengthen her. "That's better..." she said, licking her lips as she spoke her first true words, looking to the other guard, who was trembling. But not in fear, but in hate. Still, he held his ground, and waited for Aranel to make her move. The Succubus licked along the cut on her hand, and gulped down the blood, her hand healing very rapidly, not even leaving behind a scar.

Anna, at this point, was losing it, and was madly scribbling down a description of Aranel, cringing as she watched the Succubus dispatch the second guard as she had the first. Each time she claimed a life, it strengthened her, making her hunger for more... Her eyes held no pupils as they descended on the unguarded group, and they all shivered, huddling together in fear. As Anna looks down at what she wrote, the broken words describe Aranel:

Crimson skin, naked, Succubus! She kills our guards, taking their souls for her own! It makes her stronger...

Stronger still as she feeds upon our group... Greg is a memory... Jane too...

Two horns on her forehead, showing us exactly what she is!

Her ears are like an Elf's, but red piercings... Yes, piercings! There are many on her soft, red skin! She is the embodiment of beauty, it's hard to concentrate...

I'm wet as I count her piercings... Two in her right ear, one in her left... One two three more on her right cheek bone, just below her eye... Her petite nose, one more there too! Then on her breasts... Oh god her breasts are perfect... Full D's, and they put mine to shame, and two small loops pierce her nipples there too!

She is terrifying... There are only a few of us left now... Down to three...

I have to get out! I can't control my breathing anymore, I must get away!

Her eyes glow with power, I stand no chance...

Her wings will find me, those wings ensure what she is. A Demon of sex, and her fangs bite into the neck of another of my friends... She is gone in seconds....

That is where Anna quits writing, grabbing her book, and running... She makes for a side exit of the citadel, and as the last of the expedition is drained away, left as nothing but a pile of clothes, Aranel watches Anna run away, a grin on her face. The Demoness idly whispers, "Mmmmh... What a lovely ass..." she purrs out, and her wings take flight, stalking Anna as she makes it safely out of the city... The girl runs and runs, until she can run no further. She looks back, and doesn't see a thing as she collapses in a small clearing in the woods, panting hard. It's only now she realizes she is completely lost in the woods, having run a great distance from the ruined city. She thinks of writing about that desolate place, but she is too exhausted to write down the fate of her expedition party most likely overtook the entire city long ago as well... She doesn't even to think to check the air until it's too late. Aranel lands gracefully, and Anna notices her presence immediately... She gets wet uncontrollably again, and tries to squirm away. "Not this time... You're mine now." Aranel says, and grabs Anna's ankle, dragging her back. The scribe drops her book and pen in the tall grass, trying to squirm away desperately... The sound of tearing clothes, and lustful mating is all that could be heard as Anna is used by the Succubus, and your vision fades out yet again.

You begin to awaken again, back in your own body amongst the tall grass, the book in your hands as you become yourself again... What became of Anna? You could guess, but you're never really sure... Do you dare read on, the rest of the book written by another hand... Aranel... She finished the book. Do you have the courage to find out what happened to the last member of the expedition? Where did Aranel wander off to, now that she was free? To find out, you must finish the book, and you feel compelled to turn the page yet again...

What do you do with this book, now that it is in your possession...?

OOC

I hope those of you who read Aranel's story found it to your pleasure, and those of you who skipped to the bottom, welcome to the OOC section! This will be dramatically shorter than the story, I promise.

Aranel is a full blooded, wild Succubus. She thrives off of sex and sin. She feeds on lust to keep her going, but she's not shy about getting nutrition other ways such as vore, and vampirism.

Settings / Plots

She can be summoned, but you most likely can't contain her. She's not some low level imp, and she'll use you for what she wants and then leave the rest behind.

However, if you are not adept in magic, and don't know how to summon a Succubus (which is commonplace), she also roams. She is a wanderer. She could be found anywhere, from high peaks of mountains, to meadows, to swamps and forests (Though I have to admit, playing the forest scene is getting a little old. For characters that exist in forests primarily that wish to roleplay with Aranel, such as Centaurs, Fairies, and Nagas, I will play forest scenes. But to the others, please try to be at least a little original in a scene setting! I will also help figure out a good setting, so you're not alone).

One of her favorite settings is the desecrated city in her story, however. I will almost never turn down a chance to play there, but you'd best beware. There's far more to the soulless city than meets the eye. Approach this setting with an open mind.

The one exception to the above stated lack of weakness and general power hungry nature is if she spots a predator she could respect. And by 'respect', I mean more than just in how strong they are. It could be how someone goes about devouring another, their attitude while doing so, or possibly their sensual demeanor or indulgence in their greedy bellies... As far as Aranel is concerned, they're elevated from 'food' to 'fuckbuddy', and is quite open to sleeping around the predatory hierarchy for a good time and letting said predators even become frequent lovers if they play their cards right. Naturally this list is short, but it does exist none the less.

Limits and General Notes

As for limitations, Aranel has none at all. That goes for both kinks, and her abilities. She's not meant to be weak, and she can't be subjugated. No, your lvl 5 Holy Restraint Scroll of Bondage won't hold her. Yes, she's incredibly strong, and no you didn't have a chance. If you're looking for a Succubus to summon for a quick fuck and to do your laundry, find someone else. This isn't the Succubus you're looking for.

I also only tend to play with people who can read and type in full sentences with good attention to detail and syntax and can actually appease me on an intellectual level. If you come up to me and your sentence looks similar to "hey, wanna rp?" then I look at your profile, see two lines and an overused picture... I'm not going to play with (or possibly even respond to) you. Shallow as that may be, I've been here a long time. I'm kind of over the two-liner posters who can't find their Shift key and leave after they've jerked one off real quick. There are other players (and sites specifically) for that. This message is also strategically placed. If approach me and mention this message, you get brownie points. It lets me know you actually bothered to read what I've put a decent amount of work in to.

One other thing to note is that I play Succubi in a slightly different image because some of the typical stereotypes don't really make a lot of sense. This means that there are a few key differences:

1) Obedience and Honesty - Just because you summon her doesn't mean she's bound to being 'honest' about anything or to serve you. She'll lie to your face, and manipulate your mind until she gets what she wants, then you're food. That's it. She's a Demon, and they're not meant to be nice. She doesn't have a Code of Conduct that she has to obey. The only way to hold a Succubus in line is force or finding a way to make them believe in your promise that doing otherwise will not be beneficial to their well being. This applies to any of my Succubus characters that I play, though Aranel in particular is -not- going to be overpowered.

2) Runes and other 'binding' spells - If you think these will work, you can certainly try. But she's going to laugh at you, maybe even let you think you've won for a minute before she snaps them like twigs.

3) Arch Angels - She loves Angelic and Celestial beings. They make great toys. Seriously, if you play an Angel and want them dominated, you've found a friend. She loves to corrupt and abuse them. She doesn't fear them in the slightest, like most seem to think Succubi should.

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