SkinnyCrux
Governor
But you will finish this story first?
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Magister's Crucifixion Work & Stories
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IgnikaMarcus
Governor
Now that is an outcome I would much like to see more often.
Tmaster
Governor
Nice illustrations you have there, Magister. You know I could never understand the purpose of a loincloth that didn't cover up all the naughty bits. I've seen many artists and photographers who produce images like this. The victim just might as well be naked.
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Magister_militum
Magistrate
In this context, it was done on purpose. The guards ripped her loincloth so that when she looked down, it would seem like it was still covering something whereas it actually wasn't and the crowd could see everything.
Magister_militum
Magistrate
Given how dark the story's been, I felt like a short more lighthearted epilogue was in order. Anna and many other girls will soon get a story of their own and there may also be some returning characters and/or cameos.
IgnikaMarcus
Governor
Love it! An unexpected epilogue but an enjoyable one.
SavageCourier
Assistant executioner
Wholesome
Douti Sana
Executioner
Love everything about your stories
Magister_militum
Magistrate
I'm working on the new story but there's no reason not to upload something unrelated. Mother and daughter in this case. Following the fall of their country, the mother requested she be crucified alongside her daughter as her two sons and a husband died in the war. The guards happily obliged, wrapping a loincloth around the daughter's hips as a "reward".
Iconoclast12
Magistrate
These are some awesome angles!
Magister_militum
Magistrate
No rest for the wicked I suppose.
Having overcome a number of technical difficulties, I can finally announce the start of the new story. It will be called "The Slaves of Vuldrung". The main character, Anna, has already been introduced but tomorrow or the day after at the latest, you'll finally first see her in a story of her own. Like The Fate of the Stragglers, SoV will have images with text bubbles but also a full accompanying text so that it can be read like a novel.
Expect a story full of unexpected, cruelty, ill fate and the depravity of humans (and maybe of other creatures; who knows?). Due to that, once again, the old disclaimer has to be added:
I in no way condone the violence against women. All of the characters in the story are purely fictional and all the girls are at least 18 years of age. Any resemblance of characters to real people is purely accidental and in no way deliberate.
Feel free to comment what you think will happen in the story
M_m
Having overcome a number of technical difficulties, I can finally announce the start of the new story. It will be called "The Slaves of Vuldrung". The main character, Anna, has already been introduced but tomorrow or the day after at the latest, you'll finally first see her in a story of her own. Like The Fate of the Stragglers, SoV will have images with text bubbles but also a full accompanying text so that it can be read like a novel.
Expect a story full of unexpected, cruelty, ill fate and the depravity of humans (and maybe of other creatures; who knows?). Due to that, once again, the old disclaimer has to be added:
I in no way condone the violence against women. All of the characters in the story are purely fictional and all the girls are at least 18 years of age. Any resemblance of characters to real people is purely accidental and in no way deliberate.
Feel free to comment what you think will happen in the story
M_m
Magister_militum
Magistrate
THE SLAVES OF VULDRUNG
1209, the town of Ressyl, Duchy of Varnulia.
A family of four, recently impoverished due to spending a large amount of money on medicine for a sick son, faced a difficult situation. Knowing her parents have taken on debts they can not hope to pay off, and are consequently unable to procure more funds for the medicine her brother needs if he is to regain his health, the 19-year-old daughter, Anna, makes a bitter decision: she will sell herself into slavery so that her brother, Otto, will live and her parents’ debt will be eased. Anna is aware that hard and grueling times likely await her but is undeterred by the prospect. Mustering up the courage, one warm August morning, she informs her parents of her ultimate decision.
Are you out of your mind?!, cried a 35-year-old woman frantically, wishing to grab her daughter and shake the intent out of her. At the end of their breakfast, the girl who was a spitting image of herself at her age and dressed in her best clothes had declared her intent to sell herself into slavery.
“Be reasonable, Anna. No one is forcing you to do this. We'll find another way!”, Johan, the father pleaded.
“I have made my choice, mom, dad. I won't let Otto's condition get worse.", rebuked Anna determinedly, looking straight into her parents' eyes.
"Listen to me, Anna. You clearly aren't aware of what could befall you, should you take that step. Consider how we, your parents, and Otto, your brother would feel if you were to be thrown in a mine..."
"Dad, I...", Anna tried to interrupt only for Johan to raise his voice and continue.
"In a mine, you wouldn't get any rest. You'd be given a pickaxe and forced to work. You'd grow weak and weary, breaking rock every day until your body gave out and you were finally buried in an unmarked mass grave. And all that would be a kinder fate than what would befall you were you to be sold into some seedy brothel. You'd become a simple piece of meat and, before long, your body, soul and spark would be snuffed out.
"Dad... all this... horror you mentioned is a worst-case scenario. But if you were to... sell me...", Anna swallowed,
"I'd be more likely to end up a house slave. In time, maybe four years, I might be able to scrounge up enough change to buy my freedom and come back home. I'm prepared to lose four. No, six years if that means my brother will live!", said Anna without hesitation not for a moment breaking eye contact.
“Who knows who’d be your master in that case! Stop thinking either form of slavery is preferable!”, cried Agnes, grabbing Anna by the arm.
“I’ve made my choice, mom. If I can’t get your consent, I’ll run away, sell myself and have the money sent to you and dad.”, said Anna, her voice starting to shake.
Hearing their daughter's declaration, Agnes and Johan bowed their heads. There was no convincing Anna, who stood resolute in her intent. And there was no way to quickly acquire 120 silver coins needed for the draught their son, Otto, desperately needed if he was to have a chance at healing. Much as they tried to ignore it, both parents could see the writing on the wall. An uncomfortable silence persisted for a few moments as both the parents and their daughter remained in a stalemate.
“Agnes, remember I promised you I'd leave my past behind me?”, asked Johan.
“I do.”
"For Anna's sake, you'll have to bear with the thought of your husband once again taking up a blade.", said Johan contritely. Both Anna and Agnes knew he was referring to his previous occupation as a sellsword.
"Seeing as you won't budge regarding your decision, it falls to me to appropriately respond to it. If I am to sell you, I shall be the one to buy you back. Within a year. In the meantime, be a good girl and don’t give your owner any excuse to abuse you. However, if they should try to do something inappropriate, do not hesitate to defend your honor. Only under these terms will I agree to your ludicrous proposal."
There was no hesitation in Johan's argument that Anna could notice, eliciting a sigh of defeat from the teenage girl which her father correctly interpreted as acceptance. A moment later, Anna found herself in the embrace of her mother. Agnes held Anna tightly, while stroking her silky well-kept blonde hair.
“Take care Anna and promise me one thing. Promise me you’ll one day come home.”, whispered Agnes into her daughter’s ear, resisting the clenching feeling in her throat and mouth.
“I promise mom.”, said Anna, hugging Agnes even tighter. The embrace persisted for a minute before both the woman’s and the girl’s grips released and Anna slowly made her way to the wooden wagon in front of their shop. Anna had harnessed the horse up shortly before she first brought up her intent.
“There’s still time to reconsider, Anna.”, her father said as she sat down on the rider’s bench next to him. Anna could sense her was grasping at straws.
“We’ve been over this, dad. I’ve agreed to your condition so please don’t try to dissuade me her further as it won’t work.”
Accepting he would never hope to win a headbutting contest against a girl who was every bit as resolute and willful as himself and his wife, Johan pulled at the horse’s reins prompting the animal to move.
“I shall hold you to your promise, young lady!”, Agnes cried out, warming Anna’s heart. She loved her parents and her brother deeply. She would return to them.
1209, the town of Ressyl, Duchy of Varnulia.
A family of four, recently impoverished due to spending a large amount of money on medicine for a sick son, faced a difficult situation. Knowing her parents have taken on debts they can not hope to pay off, and are consequently unable to procure more funds for the medicine her brother needs if he is to regain his health, the 19-year-old daughter, Anna, makes a bitter decision: she will sell herself into slavery so that her brother, Otto, will live and her parents’ debt will be eased. Anna is aware that hard and grueling times likely await her but is undeterred by the prospect. Mustering up the courage, one warm August morning, she informs her parents of her ultimate decision.
Are you out of your mind?!, cried a 35-year-old woman frantically, wishing to grab her daughter and shake the intent out of her. At the end of their breakfast, the girl who was a spitting image of herself at her age and dressed in her best clothes had declared her intent to sell herself into slavery.
“Be reasonable, Anna. No one is forcing you to do this. We'll find another way!”, Johan, the father pleaded.
“I have made my choice, mom, dad. I won't let Otto's condition get worse.", rebuked Anna determinedly, looking straight into her parents' eyes.
"Listen to me, Anna. You clearly aren't aware of what could befall you, should you take that step. Consider how we, your parents, and Otto, your brother would feel if you were to be thrown in a mine..."
"Dad, I...", Anna tried to interrupt only for Johan to raise his voice and continue.
"In a mine, you wouldn't get any rest. You'd be given a pickaxe and forced to work. You'd grow weak and weary, breaking rock every day until your body gave out and you were finally buried in an unmarked mass grave. And all that would be a kinder fate than what would befall you were you to be sold into some seedy brothel. You'd become a simple piece of meat and, before long, your body, soul and spark would be snuffed out.
"Dad... all this... horror you mentioned is a worst-case scenario. But if you were to... sell me...", Anna swallowed,
"I'd be more likely to end up a house slave. In time, maybe four years, I might be able to scrounge up enough change to buy my freedom and come back home. I'm prepared to lose four. No, six years if that means my brother will live!", said Anna without hesitation not for a moment breaking eye contact.
“Who knows who’d be your master in that case! Stop thinking either form of slavery is preferable!”, cried Agnes, grabbing Anna by the arm.
“I’ve made my choice, mom. If I can’t get your consent, I’ll run away, sell myself and have the money sent to you and dad.”, said Anna, her voice starting to shake.
Hearing their daughter's declaration, Agnes and Johan bowed their heads. There was no convincing Anna, who stood resolute in her intent. And there was no way to quickly acquire 120 silver coins needed for the draught their son, Otto, desperately needed if he was to have a chance at healing. Much as they tried to ignore it, both parents could see the writing on the wall. An uncomfortable silence persisted for a few moments as both the parents and their daughter remained in a stalemate.
“Agnes, remember I promised you I'd leave my past behind me?”, asked Johan.
“I do.”
"For Anna's sake, you'll have to bear with the thought of your husband once again taking up a blade.", said Johan contritely. Both Anna and Agnes knew he was referring to his previous occupation as a sellsword.
"Seeing as you won't budge regarding your decision, it falls to me to appropriately respond to it. If I am to sell you, I shall be the one to buy you back. Within a year. In the meantime, be a good girl and don’t give your owner any excuse to abuse you. However, if they should try to do something inappropriate, do not hesitate to defend your honor. Only under these terms will I agree to your ludicrous proposal."
There was no hesitation in Johan's argument that Anna could notice, eliciting a sigh of defeat from the teenage girl which her father correctly interpreted as acceptance. A moment later, Anna found herself in the embrace of her mother. Agnes held Anna tightly, while stroking her silky well-kept blonde hair.
“Take care Anna and promise me one thing. Promise me you’ll one day come home.”, whispered Agnes into her daughter’s ear, resisting the clenching feeling in her throat and mouth.
“I promise mom.”, said Anna, hugging Agnes even tighter. The embrace persisted for a minute before both the woman’s and the girl’s grips released and Anna slowly made her way to the wooden wagon in front of their shop. Anna had harnessed the horse up shortly before she first brought up her intent.
“There’s still time to reconsider, Anna.”, her father said as she sat down on the rider’s bench next to him. Anna could sense her was grasping at straws.
“We’ve been over this, dad. I’ve agreed to your condition so please don’t try to dissuade me her further as it won’t work.”
Accepting he would never hope to win a headbutting contest against a girl who was every bit as resolute and willful as himself and his wife, Johan pulled at the horse’s reins prompting the animal to move.
“I shall hold you to your promise, young lady!”, Agnes cried out, warming Anna’s heart. She loved her parents and her brother deeply. She would return to them.
Brilliant concept, Magister!!!
SavageCourier
Assistant executioner
Awesome introduction, can't wait for more.