Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-33155930-20171016225824/@comment-31595069-20171018092610

Normal night...And today was guard duty. Well...some info out of the way. I'm a merc, people call me R for short. Normally his weapon was a bolt action rifle, however he lost that a while ago so for now he was using a machine gun. He should really find that old gun...he could do more than any other gun he could use...

Now onto the present, R was sitting in the back of one of the military vans, one person driving, one in the pasengers side, and one next to him. It was quiet while he peered outside the window. Now since he was a mercanary he wore his own uniform besides the regular army grunts. He wore a fure red uniform and officers cap, of course he had no military rank or any rank at all. This was just his normal fashion sense.

Of course that was besides the point, in the distance he saw what appeared to be unknown vehicles off the highway. In a few seconds his radio provided by the others buzzed to life indicating that there was indeed hostiles in sight. "No shit..." He commented as bullets struck the van he was in. Being the vanguard they pulled to a stop.

R immediantly leapt out of the van and took cover as he did what a machine gunner did best. Spray a wall of lead in a general direction and hope for the best. With a belt full of ammo he began to open fire with the other three soldiers as monsters began to swarm them. They seemed to be a band of greenskins. Male orcs quite different from the Mamano orcs...

As they all hollered and charged their position of moterized vehicles quite a few of them went down and more would have met their end until...click click click...

"No Ammo!?" R spoke as he looked at his gun. With no other ammo belt he resorted to his pistol but by the time they all could either grab a new weapon or insert a fresh magazine they were overpowers and tied up.

Soon enough after a nice little and 'cozy' drive they arrive at some sort of makeshift camp. As they were brought in to some sort of jail, the orc leader. Supposidly anyways because he was wearing the biggest armor and biggest weapon. "Not this one..." The orc spoke as he grabbed R and took him somewhere else...What? Was he gonna be the first to get eaten? Well, he escaped out of trickier situations then this...however they had something else in mind.

They were bringing him to some sort of tent?...The hell? Without so much as any answer he was shoved inside. And then the orcs plan was made clear. He was chosen to be the one to make them more monsters to join the fight.

"Woah...Now hold up a second can we just take a minute and just relax for a minute ladies?..." R spoke as he looked at the situation he was suddenly in. One thing was for certain, no chance of death here...

"Lets be reasonable here ladies...I mean come on now, dragons are prideful right? And you there...Lilim...Um...ain't you supposed to be like the one in charge instead?..." He asked as he looked at what was going on.

The Lilim chuckled as she approached R, so far he had yet to fall to her natural charm. Of course she spoke. "Fufufu...I'm kidding about the punishment. Girls, to normal." She spoke as the others who had lustful grins...Only the dragon really went away...

"So...Whats this about huh?" R asked as they were not swarming him.

"Look, you seem like a level headed man. You see...I am not one for needless violence, so I need some help from someone outside this camp. You see thanks to tha torc my charms are not effecive against the crazy battle like monsters of this camp...so I want some help to chase him away." The Lilim spoke.

"You...have a dragon with you though..." He pointed at the dragon who crossed her arms. "I am NOT putting even my tip of my claw on that ungly beast!" She spoke as she huffed.

"So what do I get in return if I help?" R asked. He was a merc after all.

"You can keep the silly little treasure the orc has obtained...and I'll reward you myself...If you don't we will all..." "Not me..." The dragon interupted. "All but one of us will have you however we want..." She spoke.

Well...damned if he does not, and money if he accepts. Good enough for him.

Of course the plan was executed so simply. Ork checks up on him, He knocks out ork with a well placed very hard metal pole to the back of the head and they quickly get rid of the orc leader. Unfortanantly for R...All he got was a few coins in a pile...The treasure was nothing but useless scrap...

He was still broke as hell and all he was rewarded was with...alright he would admit, they were not kidding when Lilim certain showed men a universe of pleasure, but of course...pleasure aint gonna buy some food.

In the end, the camp was under the control of the Lilim and R got home mostly scott free...he had to go though an active warzone still. But that was a story for another time.