{Facous Goth Hentergolt}

This man had just insulted him of all people in the prince's plaice and Facous would have his revenge. This tall thin elf fucker would die screaming and begging for his life. That wouldn’t be enough though. He wanted more. He wanted that bitch who slapped him and the elf. He would take time torturing and fucking them until this tiny, dicked prick was lost to their minds and then he would cast them away. “Terms.” The thin man said smiling. Bastard wouldn’t even show his face, hiding behind a wolf mask.

“I want your slaves and lands.” Facous said.

“Adult slaves only and what do I get in exchange. My lands are not as vast as yours so asking for them doesn’t seem fair to you. I’d hate to SHORTCHANGE you.” He said holding up his pinkie again. He was insulting Facous to his face saying his manhood was small and he had dared to call out the name of the rabbit who laughed at the size of him.

“Name your price you limp dicked bastard.”

“Not limp and not as small as yours.” He said laughing openly. “I want your mines.” Facous didn’t care what this man asked for, he would kill him slowly for making a fool of him.

“I agree.”

“Can someone do contract magic to make this duel official?” The masked bastard asked. The prince walked between them.

“Contract Magic, as soon as the two of you shake hands, the duel will begin. The winner gets the mines belonging to the Hentergolt family and the slaves and lands belonging to Lord Savage. Do you agree?”

“I agree.” Said the Masked man smiling in a way that made Facous’s ass tighten. Why did this feel like a trap?

“I agree.” Facous said moving forward. He reached out, his other hand going to the hilt of his dueling knife. Once the duel started, he would plunge his knife all the way to the hilt in the masked man's stomach and twist it slowly. Masked man reached out; he didn’t look like he had a weapon on him. He had to be a mage of some type, but Facous knew how to deal with them. Move quickly and strike first, just like his father had taught him. He reached out and the other man smiled at him.

“I bet you are going to try to beat me with one hand.” He said with a slight chuckle and licked his gums like a wolf or lion. Something was wrong, but Facous couldn’t back out now. He had already lost standing and face. This man would have to die to make up for it. Once they clasped hands Facous made his move and brought his knife up and swung it to the gut of the other man. There was a clang, and he froze looking down. His fingers had slipped, and he had dropped the knife. That had never happened before. He looked down at it and something wet sloshed down his robe. Had someone spilled soup on him? It was warm and wet, and he looked down to see blood. Then the pain hit him, and he fell to the ground holding the stump of his right hand. It had been cleanly cut off at the wrist and blood flowed freely from the stump. “I did say you’d try to fight me with one hand.” Masked man said with an evil laugh. He lifted Facous’s chin to slap him with his own severed hand. “Do you give up?”

“Fuck you.”

“No thank you. You better give up soon. By my count you will die from blood loss in less than five minutes.” He walked around behind Facous bragging. Something exploded in Facous’s mind as the stranger kicked him in the balls hard enough to lift his lower body off the floor. Facous couldn’t help it and threw up on the tile before falling face first into it. “Have you had enough yet?”

“I yield.” Facous cried out in a small voice. The masked man leaned down to look at Facous in the eyes. Green scales moved just under the collar of his shirt. Facous had been such a fool. No wonder he had been taken apart so easily. He had been fighting a dragon who was old enough to take human form. No wonder the man wanted the mines, dragons loved metals and gems.

“Now I want to make one thing clear. Stay away from anything that is mine. Do I make myself clear?” Facous lost control of his bladder and a yellowing stain mixed with the other fluids began to crawl across the floor. This seemed to make the dragon smile and Facous passed out.

{Alex}

That went well. I had planned to use my copper chainmail to block any attack he did. I was using a green copper mainly because it looked nice. It would still hurt, but once I saw all those metal bracelets, I nearly drooled. It was just far too easy. I forced the knife out of his hand and then took off the one I was holding using his own bracelet. I could have just killed him, but I wanted him to suffer. He had hurt Lily and I hated him with everything I had. Healers came up and stopped the bleeding and dragged the fat bastard off as slaves came up and cleaned the tile. I turned to the stunned crowd and bowed.

“Forgive my intrusion.” They were looking at me in an odd way. Did I go too far? Hena walked up and pulled my arm. I walked with her out to the balcony.

“Fucking hell Savage.” She said in a breathless way. I must have upset her. “Would you fight for me like that?”

“He hurt Lily and insulted Uta. He earned what I did and much worse.” She knew I was a monster now. Would she leave me, make fun of me?

“Would you fight for me too?”

“Hena, you know I would?” I refused to look at her. My anger had gotten out of control, and I knew I had overdone things. She pulled my face to hers and kissed me hard. I held her close and let my tongue dive into her mouth making her moan. I grabbed her ass and had to fight to remember that we were in public. There was a tap on my shoulder, and I looked over to see a blushing Uta.

“Darlin, wait until we are alone. You are drawing a crowd.” She said licking her lips. I broke contact and removed my hands quickly. I had thought we were alone out here, or this mask would not have allowed me to do that. Inwardly I wanted to kiss Uta just as hard, but I saw some of the Ladies and Lords looking at me. Fuck me. We went back to the party and mingled; after what felt like far too long, the prince came to me.

“Lord Savage. Are we ready to begin?” he asked me. I nodded, bowed and clicked the walkie talkie twice. The room shook as there was a low deep howl. The party froze as everyone looked out to the parade grounds. Just after that a band started playing a high-pitched song setting the scary feeling. I had selected something close to “Night on Bald Mountain.” from an old cartoon I loved when I was little. The violins picked the tempo and when the horns started, glowing red eyes could be seen in the passage. Carnage shot out on all fours running right at the party. Some screamed, some cried, but all were upset. Carnage turned quickly just before the balcony and the target of a Knight popped up and Carnage quickly took it down only using its claws. It ran back to the center as it was quickly lit by magic showing it in all of its glory. It stood making the crowd fall quiet. Woodcutter reached to his back and pulled out a Shot Spear and started going through the motions as though he were fighting off several invisible opponents. He ended with leaning back and shooting off several fire bolts into the air. Then he reached down and grabbed a Saber Shot and did the same thing. The crowd was just too stunned to move. When the song reached the highest point, he leaned his head back and let out that long howl that shook the glass in the windows. Everything was timed perfectly, and I turned expecting to see stunned happy faces, but several of the women had passed out and most of the party had been shaken. Even the prince looked pale. I coughed and he looked down at me. He jumped and turned to the party.

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“Honored guests. I give you Carnage the newest Knight from my friend Lord Savage. Why don’t we take a moment to recover and then you can all have a chance to admire its beauty.” He turned to me with a slightly worried look. “Come with me now.” His voice held warning. Maybe I had gone too far. He pulled me and two guards into a room that was covered in books. He sat behind a large desk and looked over his fingers at me. “What the fuck was that?” He asked clearly shook.

“This was a teaching moment.” I said calmly.

“What exactly did you hope to teach them?” His eyes were wide and now I was worried that the guards were there to kill me if I misspoke. I looked around and saw a chess set and picked up three pieces and put them on his desk.

“This is you.” I said pointing to the black king. “This is our one-handed friend.” I said pointing at a black knight.

“That was another teaching moment?”

“Indeed. Now what would happen if our one-handed friend came to you after this white king had shown off Carnage like I had just done?” He sat back looking at me closely.

“I would go to the white king and tell him what happened so he wouldn’t use that thing on me.” He froze and his eyes went wide.

“Are you satisfied with my work?” I asked.

“More than. Can I buy the blueprints to this one?” I felt the pressure lift off as the contract ended.

“You can, but only I can make the engines. I am willing to sell them.” I said with a smile.

“I will buy every engine you make and will happily pay you for every future project you make moving forward.” I bowed to him returning the pieces to their place. “Remind me to never piss you off.” He said with a slight chuckle.

“Pay me and treat me fairly and you won’t piss me off as you put it.”

“Am I to assume that you are calling yourself Lord is just a false title?” He asked.

“It can be seen that way.” I said bowing my head.

“Let’s fix that. What town are you living in?” He pulled out a piece of paper and pen.

“I’d rather not deal with the headaches that accompany the title.” He looked up at me and smiled.

“That I understand. There is something I can do. You are now a hidden lord. The town is yours, but the mayor will still have authority. It will just be a title and let you keep the mines you just earned.” I laughed. “You two are dismissed. The two guards left closing the doors behind them. “You can remove the mask. I want to know who I’m dealing with.” It was an order, and I needed this man as a partner. With the mask gone I looked at him. “I was expecting an elf or beast. You just look like a normal man.”

“I am a wanderer.” I said dejected.

“You are one of my niece’s failures?” He asked one of his eyebrows raised.

“Yes.” I said sadly.

“She needs to be spanked.”

“Why not just kill the mage she is using?”

“That would make sense, but my brother is next in line so doing that would bring his army down on me.”

“What would he do if you had a stronger army?” He looked at me closely.

“How many more new things are you thinking of making?”

“I want to make nightmares strong enough to make dragons shake in fear. I want to make sure that no one dreams of attacking me or mine.” He laughed and started writing on the page.

“I will pay one large mithril per new Knight design and that is just the base cost. It can go up depending on the work and I will pay one small mithril per engine. Are these terms acceptable?”

“They are.” I said smiling.

“Now that you are a real Lord, I am giving you an artifact upgrade attachment. This will let the town expand to a city. I do need a town name for the paperwork though.”

“Happy Valley.” I said coldly. He wrote it down and handed me the paper.

“It is my pleasure to be working with you Lord Savage.” He reached out and shook my hand. I looked inside him and found a core.

“You have a core too?” He froze, his eyes went wide, and he coughed.

“How did you know?” He looked worried as he looked around the room. “What do you mean too?” I held up my bracelet and slid the metal away from it. “I thought that was just a bracelet.” He pulled my arm close and started looking at it. He slowly looked up to my necklace. “Is that real?”

“Yep, I am an orc War Chief.”

“Fucking hell man. Next, you’ll tell me that the elf you with you is the first daughter of the Tovoear house.” I scratched my chin hoping that wasn’t a bad thing. “Are you sure you aren’t wanting to be in the light fighting with the others. You could give the Deveros family a run for their money.” Where had I heard that name before?

“I just want to build nightmares and make my women happy.”

“Then you are a smarter man than I am. I want the throne. Are you willing to help me gain it?" He asked a shadow of doubt in his eyes.

"What you do with my Knights doesn't matter to me so long as I am paid and happy."

"Well, I look forward to your next creation. May I ask what you have planned?"

"A buffalo that would be a walking weapons platform. "

"That sounds frightening. Next time though I will be the one putting it on display." I smiled at him as I put on my mask. I returned to the party where there was a strange foul smell. Bunnies were running round cleaning the floor and trying to remove the scent. Uta and Hena came up to me beaming.

"Savage, was the prince happy?" Hena asked slightly worried. I nodded and she leapt into my arms kissing me softly. "I was worried after you made such a mess of his ballroom."

"I guess I did go a bit far with that fat bastard." I said rubbing the back of my neck.

"That and making a lot of his guests soil themselves." She added with a giggle. Is that what that smell was.

"Shall we take our leave?" I asked. Both women agreed and I walked out with one under each arm. It had been a nice fun evening for me.

On getting back to the RV, I jumped into the bath. Fat Bastard had sprayed a bit of blood and other nastiness on me, and I wanted to clean up. There was a knock at the door, and I opened it to see a strange white haired female bunny. She looked up at me with huge eyes. Much to my shock, she opened her robe to show she was nude underneath. "Lord Savage I was sent here as a gift from house Hintergolt." Luckily, I had put my mask on before answering the door. She held out a control coin to me and I took it. Something was off, but I would have to deal with it in the morning.

"Sleep in one of the guest rooms, in the morning we will talk." I escorted her there as her collar glowed. She went inside and I locked the door making sure no one would bother her, and she could not attack us. Something was off about the whole thing, and I would get to the bottom of it. Going up to my room I opened the door and my jaw dropped. Uta and Hena were in the bed, dresses and heels still on and were kissing each other.

"Lord Savage, Uta said looking at me. "Come here and let us show you how grateful we are to have you." I went to remove my mask and Hena stopped me. "We want to reward Lord Savage tonight."