User blog:Ore-samma/My Black Harpy (Market) (no lewd)

Hello fans, Ore-Samma here!

From another forum post = https://monstergirlencyclopedia.fandom.com/f/p/4400000000000068262/r/4400000000000452392

Another fan request; this one was quite enjoyable to write!

It may not exactly be completely within the spirit of MGE.... but not too far out of the spirit. We can enjoy the rascal that bends the rules a little!

Hope you like it!

Ever your Servant-

Ore-Samma

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I sat, glaring at the Anubis investigator. She just shuffled through her notes and finally looked up to me.

“So, tell me about your slavery ring you and your crew been running.”

“First off!” I hissed. “This is not a slavery ring, you mongrel!”

The Anubis now glared at me. “Watch it! I’ve not insulted you directly. I’m here to get information.”

I cross my wings, “Hmpf!”

“If it isn’t that then tell me what you’re doing inside the borders of the Pharaoh.”

“Well, it’s like this….” I said, and began to talk of the last few days events.

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“Hey! Evelyn! It’s my daughter’s first day with the crew!”

I looked up at Janis’s first born, Realm. “Oh wow! Look at you! It’s been so long since I’ve seen you last! You’ve grown so much!” I cried out. “I’ll bet you’re faster than your mom!” I exclaimed looking at her wings. They were larger than any adult black harpy I ever saw.

Realm gave a slight curtsey. “Thank you lady Evelyn.” She said in a small voice.

“Okay, I’m sure your mother gave you a lot of information on how we do things here on the black wing market. But lemme say it cause I just like saying it, you know?”

Realm nodded, and I continued.

“We patrol over a one thousand mile section of the Eastern Border. A patrol lasts for three months, and another patrol takes over. We are sworn in sisterhood and by ethic foundations to only ever capture bandits and those who would harm others.”

I swept my wing to the six men that we had caught just yesterday. “These men, we were watching them for about two days. We almost moved on because we couldn’t prove they were causing trouble. But then we noticed they were headed to the Carriage Route the Order uses to conduct diplomatic missions.”

“Lady Evelyn?” Realm said with a confused voice. “Why do we rescue those from the Order? Aren’t they the sworn enemies to all Mamono?”

I placed my wing around Realm, “My dear, there is a big difference between our enemies and the enemies of everyone.” I motioned with my head to the six; “these people would rob and kill their own kind! In fact, according to our ethical code, we had to wait until they attacked the Carriage before we took action!”

“Oh!, but don’t bandits make for bad husbands?”

I shrugged. “Sometimes they do. However, the reality is; there are too few men to go around for so many mamono who are slowly dying of loneliness.” I dusted my wing feathers across the men’s faces who glared at us. “The most perplexing thing about humans, is they can change! Especially once they are married!” I turned to Realm and dusted her face with my wing. “Why, even you might end up with a bandit husband you are partial to! Happened to me, and your mother!” I ended with a grin.

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“Wait a second, just one darn second!” The Anubis said, interrupting my story. “Most of your crew are married to bandits?”

I sighed. “You know, my story is gonna take longer if you keep interrupting me! I got places to be!”

“No, it's just that….” She gave an almost hungry look. “Don’t bandits make for poor husbands?”

I shook my head. “No. Not really. They’re just men who were born or boxed into the only life that made sense to them to feed themselves.”

“Oh. Okay, keep going!”

“Right, where was I- Oh yes! I was telling Realm about how we get these men to the auction block! Do you know this Kraken named Karen?”

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“Who’s Karen?” Realm asked.

“Oh! That’s right! Your mother wasn’t here for the regime change! She was raising you! Karen is the new Kraken that took the place of Ursula! She now leads the Seacrest Buccaneers!” I laughed. “Of course, she now calls it the Seacrest Kingdom, but whatever. She’s our main contact where we take our captives and we either sell them directly to her Auction masters, or we allow them to be auctioned and take a percentage of the cut!”

“Which option is better?” Realm asked as we continued to march to the meet point.

“Depends on the batch of men. If they are all young, like around fourteen to eighteen; it’s always more lucrative to take a cut of the auction bid. We have several runners inform the Taverns all around of the young batch, and before you know it! A huge bidding war will take place in the market! If they are like this lot, we just sell them directly. It’s not as lucrative, but bandits come in all shapes, sizes, and ages.”

Realm nodded and thought for a moment. “What if the men we capture are married?”

I laughed and patted Realm on the head. “Oh hohoho! If they are married to a human woman, we give them a nasty scar on their forehead and let them go. Well, we also take an ink handprint and keep it with the Grand Maesters. See sometimes humans who get into horrible accidents are mistaken for bandits that ran into us. So any human who is innocent can have the Grand Maesters vouch for them if no handprint of them exists at their tower. In the end, we are not evil. We won’t deprive a human woman of her husband nor children of their father. But we won’t let their crimes be forgotten. We operated in this area long enough that people are now familiar that men with scars on their forehead were bandits that ran into the Black Market Wing!”

“But what if they are married to a mamono?” Realm asked, tugging on a lead to prompt the human it was tied to, to keep walking.

I stopped laughing and stopped walking and waited for Realm to stop and look at me. “That- never happens! I can’t think of a single mamono who would tolerate her husband stealing from others, profiting off of evildoing and misery.”

“Oh!” Realm said and continued on.

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“And then what happened?” The Anubis said, fully engrossed in my recounting.

I glared again. “That’s when we ran into your Pharaoh's procession and I was able to distract the lot of you while my crew got away!”

“So, where are they headed?” The Anubis said, clearing her throat and resuming scribbling her notes.

“You daft? I’m not turning my crew over to the like of you or your Pharaoh!”

The Anubis nodded and closed her notepad. “Excuse me for a moment.”

I sat there, looking around the tent I had been forced in. I looked at my wings that were wrapped in mummy bandages and just sighed. I hoped my crew made it okay. They knew I would never forgive them if they tried something so stupid as a rescue.

Bandits were one thing, a Pharaoh court was another thing entirely.

It wasn’t long before the Anubis came back in and cleared her throat, and unrolled a papyrus scroll. “Well, my Lady Pharaoh has decided on your fate.”

I felt a fear starting to well within me and waited for the worst. Pharaoh’s were just the most petty creatures around.

“It is the decree of my Lady Pharaoh that people caught in her lands slave trafficking are to be imprisoned for a term of ten years!” She paused and quickly added. “However! She offers you one chance to be of service to her and you’ll be released with a warning, payment of service, and a map to show you where her borders are so we don’t come across this misunderstanding again.

“What does the Lady Pharaoh have in mind?”

The Anubis rolled the papyrus up and smiled. “There is a thieves guild on the southern edge of her kingdom. We’ve never been able to root them out. You help me and my pack get them out, and you shall be rewarded as a most high servant to my Lady Pharaoh!”

“Ha! Done! Tell me about this thieves guild!”

“Collectively, they are known as Ali-baba and the forty thieves!”

“Forty?” I said holding out my wrapped wings “Woah there- my crew is only ten strong!”

“My pack is twenty strong! Don’t think we are sending you on a suicide mission! I have a plan!”

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“Lady Eveyln!” Realm cried seeing me and rushing over and wrapping her wings around me. “Thank goodness you're safe! Oh!”

“Aww, buck up kid! You’re gonna make me cry!” I said tussling her feather-hair. “Hey! Everyone! Listen up! We got another job to do, and a favor we owe the Pharaoh!”

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Together, the Black Market Wing and the Royal Guard looked upon the Forty thieves' desert fortress.

“Its well good and dark now.” The Anubis Molly, who questioned me said, sniffing the sky.

“I must say-” I admitted. “Your plan is fabulous! Maybe we can work together some more?”

Molly shook her head. “Though I’d like to, this is the last bastion of lawlessness in my Lady Pharaoh’s Realm.”

“Well, if she ever needs this sort of thing again….we’d be glad!” I looked over to my crew and nodded. “You all know the plan, yes?”

They nodded.

I looked to Realm and Janis. “You two; stay close to me. Especially you, Realm. These guys are not your everyday Bandits. They are highly skilled and will not hesitate to kill you. In fact, Realm; you are only to grab a bandit that your mother or I grab. Do not do this alone….unless there is a critical need.”

Janis nodded. “Don’t worry my daughter. There will be plenty of opportunities to work on your own. I had to convince Evelyn to let you on this one. She was about to make you wait.”

Realm nodded. Her eyes betrayed no rebellious thoughts. She knew what was at stake.

“Right! Now ladies!” Molly said and howled at the desert moon. The rest followed suit, just as me and my crew took wing into the night. Black harpies amidst a black sky.

The fortress sounded the alarm, and before you knew it; more than half of the forty thieves were on the battlements, crossbows and bows trying to pick off the swift Anubis pack.

My Black Market Wing swooped down and took out seven men on the first sweep, carrying them straight to the pack waiting below, dropping them from a non-lethal heights and went back for more as they were tied up.

Two more sweeps in, and there were only thirteen left. They quickly retreated deeper into the fortress and shut the portcullis.

“Okay girls!” I cried out, “fall back! Fall back!” I threw open the gate now that no one could stop me and the Anubis pack rushed in and started to sniff around.

“They are out of crossbows and regular bows!” One of the Anubis cried out, sniffing at the door.

“Good.” Molly said. “The Lady Pharaoh's Grand Vizier can start her small fiefdom here.” She looked to a sleek and fast-looking Anubis. “Tell Hou-Hou to bring her Khepri caravan in. The fortress is hers, along with the remaining thirteen men!”

The Anubis sketched a salute and ran off into the night howling the entire way.

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Molly looked to me and extended her paw. “My Lady Pharaoh and I thank you, Lady Evelyn. However do not mistake our gratitude. We will not overlook your activities within the borders of this land!”

I nodded and took her paw. “Your Lady Pharaoh is quite the contradiction.”

Molly shrugged. “What you do- is not the mamono way. But, the alternative is worse. Neither me or my Lady Pharaoh are ignorant of the good you do. But officially we cannot appear as if you’re supported by any official capacity.”

We looked at a new noise. A horde of fifty Khepri surfaced from the ground and started to move right into the fortress. They smashed the door, laughed as the blades of the thieves couldn’t pierce their golden carapaces and started to rip their clothes off.

Molly handed me a bag of gold. “For you and your company. We shall take the prisoners. They shall serve the Lady Pharaoh and those loyal to her.”

I nodded with a smile and shared the gold with my crew.

“Ladies!” I cried out. “Let’s go home!”

And with that, the Black Market Wing took flight, another adventure and job well done!