Lair of Tesselth

Deep into the dense woods and forests of Kilwood, a rocky outcropping gave way to the vast steep drops of the rocky cliff walls. Called the Gods Step, the massive 500 foot drop created a two step plateau towards he eastern side of the forest. Set into the very base of the cliff was a vast honeycombed network of caverns, caves and tunnels dug through the hard stone earth by millions of years of river and lake water flows, the main of which was the vast Rushing Brook River. The erosion created a vast labyrinth, made all the more treacherous due to the vast root system of the massive iron oak wood trees above. However, the caves the water carved out of the earth stood at over 100 feet high in most areas, large enough to settle villages and even small towns beneath the ground.

This was not the eventuality however, as the entire cavern system became the vast nesting grounds of a Dragon. The locals avoid the caves like it's cursed, and the authorities have not made any attempts to oust the beast, seeing it as an unacceptable risk with little reward.

Tesselth lays among the piles of gold coins that were once the common currency for the land when she was barely a hatchling. Piles upon piles, hills of gold coins that had ascended to the ceiling in some areas of this cave. The giant reptile turned slowly, breathing deeply, as a mountain of coins became displaced and skittered down the hill like rocks tumbling down the slopes of a dune. The beast scratched her belly, a scaly thing that was large enough to blot out the sun on days that she flew; flying out to either collect more treasure for her horde, ingest a local or two, or to lay eggs in one of her many nests.

The beast's stomach gurgles loudly, and causes the lids of her eyes to flutter, and she groans for feeling empty within. She opened her jaws, hot air expelling from her velvety maw and causing the glittering coins in front in her mouth to tumble and descend the pile with clinks and clangs. She rose softly, for a creature of her size, the metallic clangs rising in a crescendo as he massive girth and body drifts up from the pile that still retains her shape. Her stomach groaned again, and the dragon let out a loud, raucous growl before posing her head and neck down, looking at the scaled belly that hadn't had a descent meal for months. "I can't ignore you any longer..." came her deep, yet feminine draconic voice. She looks away, her head turned towards a hole in the ceiling where the sun shined through and viewed the blue sky above. "Hrnng... I need to hunt."

The Dragon moved, and dragged herself from the piles of gold and jewels, and trudged the way to the cave entrance. Letting out a ferocious roar into the skies, the large dragon spreads her leathery wings, beating them in the open air and then took flight.

Like a dark cloud looming on a sunny day, Tesselth the Mother, soared over the forest, casting her black shadow beneath her.

Tess finally made it to her abode, allowing herself to fly to the open mouth of the cave. She figured she'd sleep for about three days or so before heading out. It would take the humans about as long to get here if they wanted revenge for her crimes, but she'd be gone by then.

She yawned, a low terrifying growl that would turn men's blood cold, but it was a sign Tess was ready to sleep for a period of time. Swishing her large tail, she made her way to her large gold pile, belly bouncing and bobbing before landing on the pile with her chest and neck spread out. She half closed her eyes, licking her lips, and with her tongue, dislodged the book caught in the mid section of her jaw. The silly mortal tome skiddered off the gold pile, with a wet splat. Her stomach groaned again, vibrating the gold pile under it. She would have to feed again soon, as the mortal woman with in her was about gone now. Her stomach walls were forming around the woman, raising the acidic pool to continue with the slow process of digestion. It would take as much time to fully break the girl down, or any large prey within her. It's so lovely being a Dragon, I couldn't ask for anything less.... she thought with another yawn.

Tesselth wrote:Tess finally made it to her abode, allowing herself to fly to the open mouth of the cave. She figured she'd sleep for about three days or so before heading out. It would take the humans about as long to get here if they wanted revenge for her crimes, but she'd be gone by then.

She yawned, a low terrifying growl that would turn men's blood cold, but it was a sign Tess was ready to sleep for a period of time. Swishing her large tail, she made her way to her large gold pile, belly bouncing and bobbing before landing on the pile with her chest and neck spread out. She half closed her eyes, licking her lips, and with her tongue, dislodged the book caught in the mid section of her jaw. The silly mortal tome skiddered off the gold pile, with a wet splat. Her stomach groaned again, vibrating the gold pile under it. She would have to feed again soon, as the mortal woman with in her was about gone now. Her stomach walls were forming around the woman, raising the acidic pool to continue with the slow process of digestion. It would take as much time to fully break the girl down, or any large prey within her. It's so lovely being a Dragon, I couldn't ask for anything less.... she thought with another yawn.

Inside, Fiona, barely conscious, skin bright red and her green eyes losing their light looks up at the smokey ceiling. Some of her clothing still survived, but it was in tattered remains. Her hair slicked against her nearly naked form, the stomach walls rippling and jiggled her dying form around. The acids rose quickly, to her shoulders and neck. "Jar...rod...live...and...be hap..py......" she says closing her eyes as the acids rose past her mouth, nose, ears, eyes...and finally she was engulfed completely by the greenish pool. The belly wiggled and pulled at Fiona's body, beginning the process to break her lifeless form down...

Fiona Hillcloud wrote:
Inside, Fiona, barely conscious, skin bright red and her green eyes losing their light looks up at the smokey ceiling. Some of her clothing still survived, but it was in tattered remains. Her hair slicked against her nearly naked form, the stomach walls rippling and jiggled her dying form around. The acids rose quickly, to her shoulders and neck. "Jar...rod...live...and...be hap..py......" she says closing her eyes as the acids rose past her mouth, nose, ears, eyes...and finally she was engulfed completely by the greenish pool. The belly wiggled and pulled at Fiona's body, beginning the process to break her lifeless form down...

Prrrrrrrt!

Tesselth's tail raised, releasing pent up gas as Fiona began digesting. She grumbled, scratching her stomachs sides as she turned to her side, clicking her massive chompers and fell into a deep sleep.

Day 1

While Tess slept peacefully, Fiona she was digesting. Fiona's body was stripped of her flesh, turning the greenish acid waters brownish with her iron rich blood. Hair from her body fell from stripped and eaten away flesh, but her skeleton still had flesh stuck to certain areas, in particular her head where much of her scarlet hair still remained. Her clothes still partially hung to her skeleton that was still connected in most places due to her sinew and muscles that were still being digested. Her House key fell from her torn inner breast pocket. The gold tarnishing in the acid bath.

Day 2

Tess grumbled, with some mild pain in her stomach from Fiona's attack. The stomach lining was healing, but only a little, all the while Fiona's corpse was about finished digesting. Her skeleton bleached, only a few long strands of hair connected by half rotten flesh clung to her skull. Her dress partially wrapped around her disembodied rib cage and cartilage and small bone fragments were digested entirely. Her femurs and arm bones and spine broke apart in some places, becoming a pile of bones at the bottom of the acidic pool. At around noon, the stomach's acids rescinded, carrying Fiona's remains into the intestine where it continued the journey southward for the rest of the day, and well into the following morning and afternoon...

Day 3

Tesselth blinked her eyes open, yawning as she sat up, stretching her wings and twisted her body around. She felt well rested, and quite energized. Fiona's nutrients really gave her the boost she was looking for, and was content. Gruuuuuuuu Tesselth's lower body groaned, and the large Dragon knew it was time to finally 'release her prisoner'.

She made her way towards the entrance, a side area where the wind didn't blow in the stench. It was a place on the plateau where others would be weary to enter, since bones piled up here and were crushed under foot. It was an open area where the rain would slowly remove the filth Tesselth left behind, and it was simply, Tesselth's outhouse. The mighty dragoness turned her body, her tail swiping bones from the plateau, and into the woodland below; human skulls and torsos and spines, animal carcasses and horns fell into the grassy and wooded area like rocks.

Tesselth raised her tail, and the exposed rectum which Fiona had seen 3 days prior would be her exit, in a sad twist of fate. Tess's eyes widened as she expelled fowl waste from her rear, her stomach groaning as plopped and curled onto the plateau below. The foul stench stank of rot, which made sense considering Fiona's partially rotten corpse was in there. From the brownish muck, broken glass fragments and the shattered stamina potion bottles could be seen, as well as the intact wine bottle (lacking wine). Paper clung to the edges from Fiona's personal journal, and the tarnished remains of her pent and key were clearly visible jutting from the pile, the words: "Hillcloud Home" were still visibly readable on the key's grimy tarnished gold surface. A jar was also burried in the muck, once containing the mayo from the picnic basket, and scraps of cloth from Fiona's cloths still clung to portions of her body. Her skeleton, though covered in muck, was bleached white. A few ribs jutted from the pile, her jawless skull half jutted from the pile. Her long red bangs clung loosely to the patch of undigested flesh on top of her skull, and through out the filth pile in clumps. Fiona's death and final resting place was not exactly the most 'spectacular' or particularly 'admirable' way to go.

Finished relieving herself, Tess sighed with relief now that the pressure was gone. She shook her tail and made her way back into the cave briefly, leaving Fiona's remains without a second glance.

She would have to head out soon, as it be around this time the villagers if they sent anyone, would be approaching her home. She left obvious clues to her trek, with Fiona's knife in the woods, to the downed trees leading to her home, and then, for those unfortunate to find Fiona's humiliated remains...

She swallowed some of the gold and gems, restricting her stomach from digesting the lot for her journey to the continent. She exited her cave and then beats her wings down, flying straight up into the sky without a roar, and headed out to sea....