Posts Tagged ‘Conan

28
May
17

The Greatest gift

This complete story of Conan in a ticklish situation has been archived in rendsz’ world active.
My thanks to Brock O’Hurn for putting himself in the firing line.

Click on a less tense Conan below to link to the story webpage

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27
May
17

End

The Greatest gift

 

Caught  ..  found out  ..  plotting a heinous crime  ..  guilty of egregious blasphemy  ..  attempting the castration of a virile god  ……  what chances for Conan?

Already condemned to death  ..  for crimes as thief  ..  murderer, killer for hire  …  the mob outside panting for the timing of his tortured execution  …..  things not looking good for Conan.

End of a legend?  A messy end?

26
May
17

Mess

The Greatest gift

 

Everyone knew.  The mob out there  ..  swapping stories in the tavern tonight  ..  they knew what she’d be doing to him.  She tortured her victim out of his skin before Conan was hauled out for his execution  .. entertainment for the mob.

They’d warned him.  He’d bought into this.  Putting his faith in Old-cocky  …..  Right now, fat-chance he’d be ready to perform  …..

BUT  …  a He-bitch  ..  that was what had thrown him  ……..

 

25
May
17

Shock

The Greatest gift

Many a slip between cup and lip  ……  Conan’s ideas didn’t always go to plan.  He’d got caught in tight corners.  He’d had to fight his way out.  Had to come up with some clever little ploy.  Think on his feet.

Was this any different?

 

24
May
17

Reality check

The Greatest gift

What was there to worry about?  She had her eyes all over him.  He’d pissed her off with his plan.  He was here to be condemned to death.  And she tortured her victims insane before she let them be.  But that had always been part of the plan  ……

And she’d got Old-cocky just the way Conan wanted him to be.  Nothing to worry about  …..

 

 

23
May
17

Gift from a priestess

The Greatest gift

The atmosphere was intoxicating.  Behind, Conan’s men moaned at their columns, backs lashed, his plot revealed.  His crime was great  ..  planning to steal from her god.  Famed for the brutal torture of her victims  ..  before she had them put to death.
And all around the air was redolent of threatening male might   ..  muscular guards, lean muscled temple-boys.  The power she could turn on him.

Strength, force, fears and menace – all clashed around Conan’s ears.

 

22
May
17

A god’s gift

The Greatest gift

Things had gone tits-up.   Not going to plan.  She was on to him, the gang had betrayed Conan’s ploy.  She knew what he was up to  ….  but she wasn’t one step ahead.
Think on his feet.  Out-manoeuvre her.  Play a flanker.  Been in tight corners before.  Conan had worked himself free.

He’d worm his way out of this  ..  somehow.  Just needed to think straight  …….