''Ob..Oberron's the King you mentioned earlier right? I..If you can help me to understand what's happening around..P..Please bring me to the kingdom.'' Valentine's curiosity over the questions and the so called magic urge her travel to the kingdom to find the answers.
'Before I reach here I never have any special magics. Only this jammed headset I'm wearing now allowed me to perform teleportation, but it should've broke once I reach the campus.' Valentine thought to herself.

"My pleasure, follow me, it is a ways."


The forest looked gnarled and twisted in places though vibrant in others. The baying of wolves were strong in the distance and he warned her to keep up. He told her that he doubted that they would come this far though he wasn't totally sure.

"The goblins have gathered with their worg companions. The forest is alive and returning to it's former majesty though it still contains trolls, werewolves and other dangers that you no doubt thought were not real. They are though, products of this realm few move amongst the Shadow.

"Fortunately I found you first rather than -"

A horn sounded to the north, answered by a closer one to the south.

"Shit! We've got to hide!"

'' Huh?..What's that sound? Why hide?'' For a brief moment, Valentine was unable to react to the situation while asking herself why to hide when there's no danger around?

He did not explain, simply grabbing her wrist and moving hastily to a bush where he pushed her into it before doing the same himself. A finger came up to his lips indicating silence and no sooner had he done that than large wolf-hounds with blazing red eyes appeared, ridden by small green skinned men with flat faces, pointed ears and needle-like teeth.

Goblins! Several rode past, though fortunately none of the worgs picked up their scent - until now, when one of the creatures growled, it's head inches from her own as it bared it's fangs.

The hunter was up in a flash as he drew his sword with a fluid motion cleaving the head off of the goblin rider in one fell swoop as the worg turned on him. The situation looked bad, there were at least half a dozen of these things here and they had been in the midst of them.

‘’There's plenty of them around. A..are we going to be fine?'' Valentine anxiously asked the hunter while her hand were clinging to the hunter's clothing, trembling with fear.

She had an answer to her question before the first goblin slide to the ground, it did not appear so as the others wheeled in the direction of her and the hunter, the worg springing at the hunter who narrowly avoided the snapping jaws of the snarling creature.

The hunter made a counter attack but the creature, aware of them now, leapt back out of harm's way. It was not looking good, 6 worgs, 5 goblins, the only hope was to get a few by surprise but he had only caught one and it was a goblin at that!

The worgs fanned out all around them slowly creeping in as the worgs growled in anticipation of a battle.

Valentine hid behind the hunter with her heart pounding fast and she almost could'nt breath. Cold sweat of anxiety was dripped upon her head. ''What should we do..'' Valentine said as she cling tighter to the hunter's clothes.

The situation looked bleak. Without the worgs the hunter was fairly confident he could have dealt with the goblins, and while the worgs weren't geniuses they were smarter than normal beasts too. He realized he would be hindered if he fought defensively to protect her too.

"Run, I'll do my best to clear a path for you and keep the others occupied," he did not explain further leaping to the attack, his blade arching through the air felling a worg and it's rider, making a hole in their ring that she could pass through if she hurried. He zipped back, swing his silver blade in wide arcs to get the others to back off a little rather than having them close instantly upon them.

Valentine paused for a moment and starts to sprint towards the path made by the hunter. Valentine run as fast as she could away from the hunter and the pack of worgs. After fleeing for a distance, Valentine accidently tripped over a twig and fall. She lay on the ground pant heavily trying to catch her breath. *huff huff* I've ran far enough didn't I..*huff* Hope the hunter will be fine...''

Down on the ground she could now hear the snapping of branches, a w0rg and it's rider broke away from the pack and began to persue her. She could hear the baying of the worg to the others as it approachedm tge other worgs were a bit busy but it was communicating with the others.

It slowly movd in as the goblin unhitched a morning star as they drew near.

''N..no..Go away!..Le..Leave me alone!!'' Valentine tried to get up and run, but she was exhausted after the escape. She can't even force herself to move. ''Some...someone...please help me..i don't wanna die *sob*'' Feeling desperate, Valentine's tears drop, but the goblin continue to move closer towards her without showing any sympathy towards her.

Their was no pity in the goblin. A goblin's life was sinister and fraught with hardship so he continued stalking closer on his worg. Seizing her up before dismounting when he was close enough. Now he and the worg came at her from opposite sides so she could not watch both of them.

The worg drew her attention snarling, darting in to her throat then jumping back at the last second. It was only too late that she realized that this was a feint for the goblin as soon thereafter he had brought his morning star down, deliberately missing the terrified girl as a shower of earth sprayed upward, though the monstrosity was atop her, he quickly drawing a dagger, saying something as he glared at her his breath foul as it seethed over her though she had no idea what he said it couldn't have been good as he pressed that dagger to her throat, said something again then let that blade drift further down her chest cutting some of the fabric of the garment as a hand rolled over a breast.

''Wha..what are you doing!? G..get off me!!'' As the goblin cuts away her clothes and touch her breast, Valentine's face turn reddish yet feeling angry because she dislikes others toyed with her breast or making fun of it, since she's a flat-chested afterall. Valentine then tried to struggle off the goblin but realizing she is too weak to do so.

The worg moved closer to her, growling as if to warn her. The goblin either didn't understand her, didn't care or either both. Her struggles were weak under him though now with her dress shredded in places she could feel the thumb of the goblin rolling over that breast, the dagger smoothly casing her body, making a sharp cut her or there in her clothing.

She could feel his member, hard and engorged with blood throbbing in his pants as he toyed with her. His putrid breath was upon her neck as he licked it with a tongue nice and slow. He said something again, though of course she had not understood it.

'' Nnnnnh..don't ever think of taking advantage on me..just because your're an ugly looking foul creature..aaah,d...don't touch me...pl..please let me go...please*sob* Valentine tries to push away the goblin hoping someone would come to her rescue. But, she's starting to lose hope in it.