I woke up in my small cave this morning. Today was the big day, the day of my official initiation ceremony. I stood up and prepared myself. Then I went to Chief Pre to ask what exactly would happen. He and Karlmos were already discussing plans about the neighboring tribe.
The chief explained the situation to me. "Ragno, you are a strong warrior and a knowledgeable man. The neighboring tribe is large; they have many strong men. If we fight them head-on, we will not survive. But they keep pressing us, taking our goods, controlling us. Tell me, what should we do?"
There were two paths I could take. I could give my opinion immediately and risk creating tension with Karlmos, or I could show that I stood beside them. I thought for a while, then finally let the words flow: "Karlmos is a great warrior and a leader, and the final word belongs to you. If you choose war, I will fight at your side. But if you wish to avoid bloodshed, I can think of another way for you."
I could see in Karlmos's eyes that he was beginning to respect me. Chief Pre nodded approvingly. "A good answer," he said. "When the light fades tonight, your initiation will take place in the village square. Do not be late." I bowed my head and left. Until evening, I had nothing else to do but hunt. I took two of the younger men from the tribe to help me carry what I caught, and we set out. My snares had caught nothing yet. I carried my spears, knives, cloak, horned helmet, and my enormous muscles.
I still had not made proper clothing for myself. I noticed women staring at my cock, and strangely, it thrilled me. It gave me a raw sense of power. After a long search, we grew tired and stopped to rest. At that moment, I decided to craft a sling and a bow. The intestines from the boar would make strong bowstrings. All I needed was the right wood, straight and solid.
I found the tree I needed and cut it down. As I worked, I realized I would also need tools like an axe and a shovel. I added them to my mental list. Using my knife, I shaped the wood carefully, then tied the stretched boar intestine tight across it. Karo's hunting instincts stirred within me, I felt the hunter inside awakening.
Next came the arrows. I had many sharpened stones, which I chipped down and fastened to thin shafts of wood. While I worked, I showed the young men each step, teaching them. They watched eagerly, learning quickly. Soon the bow was ready. From the same wood, I carved two or three slings and handed them over. I told them to wait for my first shot if we found prey, because I was their leader in the hunt. Without me, they would starve.
We moved again and found tracks on the ground, many of them. These were pigs. I followed their trail carefully, using every bit of tracking skill at my disposal, until finally we found them: four boars. Tonight, there would be a feast.
I hurled my spears, then charged. Fear no longer lived in me, I was a warrior now. The young men flung stones with their slings, distracting the animals. I stabbed again and again, until three of them lay dead at my feet. The fourth escaped into the forest. The young men shouted in triumph. We tied ropes around the bodies and dragged them back. On my very first hunt with the tribe, I brought back three full-grown boars. I was a hero. When we entered the village, the people greeted us with awe and admiration. I stepped aside to rest, while the young men bragged loudly about everything I had done.
I walked to those who had watched me skin animals the previous day, handed them my knife, and said: "This task is yours today. I hunted them; you will skin them." They accepted and went to work. The hides were stripped, the fire was lit, by me, of course, and everyone watched with that same mixture of fear and wonder.
The meat was cooked, shared, eaten. Then Chief Pre stood up and raised his voice. He praised me before all: how I had proven myself a hunter, how I had mastered fire. Then he said: "Now comes the true initiation. If you succeed, you will be one of us completely." Everyone already seemed to know this moment was coming. My heart beat faster, but I was ready.
Chief Pre spoke again, his voice carrying across the square: "Ragno, your task is this. Tonight, you will go to the neighboring tribe. You will watch them, study their tools, learn who they are. If we are to fight, we must know our enemy. And one more thing, you must remind yourself what it means to be human. You once told us fire only burns if you allow it. Prove it. Stand upon the fire." He was right, I had said those words. Now I had to back them up.
I looked him in the eye, then stepped into the fire. The heat stabbed into my feet, pain exploding through me, but I stood there. Ten seconds. Twelve. Fifteen. I stepped down at last, my legs shaking, my eyes burning with tears I refused to shed. Chief Pre embraced me and roared: "Ragnoooo!" The people erupted in cheers, hands reaching to touch me, voices calling my name. The crowd dispersed slowly, but I limped back to my cave, every step searing. I missed Ragno's Haven already, the place where no fire could burn me. But this was the price I had to pay.
I lay down, aching, and then Annabel appeared. Quietly, she slipped into my arms. Her eyes were shining; she was glad I would stay. She noticed the burns on my feet. Without a word, she left the cave, then returned with plants in her hands. She knelt beside me, crushing the leaves into a paste. With a smile, she rubbed it gently onto my feet. The first touch stung sharply, but then the cool relief spread like water.
Then that beautiful woman's soft, delicate hands began to roam my skin. It was so warm, it felt so good. Her hands suddenly went to my cock and grabbed it. She leaned over me and started kissing my lips like crazy; this was the opportunity I had been waiting for. I grabbed her by the waist and instantly turned her around; we switched positions. I began to touch and feel her entire body. I was kissing, sniffing, and licking. Her huge breasts and slim, curvy body drove me wild. We were making love like crazy, and she said, "I want you," while nibbling my ear. She laid me back down on my back and straddled my cock. Her face showed her strain; she was an amateur. This was beautiful; I was going to teach her. I grabbed her by the waist and started fucking her hard. Her screams got louder each time. After a while, I flipped her over and got on top of her. I increased the speed, my cock going even deeper. She bit my lips while raking her sharp nails down my back. I stood up and leaned her against the wall. I continued to fuck her hard, but my feet hurt. She noticed this and got off my lap, kneeling immediately. She never broke eye contact; her eyes were on me. She suddenly took my dick in her mouth and started sucking it. She was sucking it so fast and so beautifully. I leaned my hands against the wall; the pain in my feet suddenly disappeared. I was overflowing with pleasure, wanting to cum, and she was going to make it happen. She was playing with my balls while taking my huge dick in her mouth. My legs started shaking, and I came into her mouth. It felt so good; she swallowed it all. She stood up, still maintaining eye contact. She grabbed my hands and laid me on the bed, lying next to me and cuddling. We fell asleep together. Warm and intimate.
And for the first time, I didn't feel like an outsider. I felt like I belonged.
Level: 8
XP: 4570 / 5000
HP: 92 / 120
Strength: 20
Endurance: 19
Intelligence: 18
Agility: 15
Charisma: 18
Skills
Firecraft Lv.5
Survival Lv.4
Reconnaissance Lv.2
Leadership Lv.4
Diplomacy Lv.3
Weapon Mastery Lv.3
Combat Lv.5
Crafting Lv.4
Butchering Lv.1
Engineering Lv.2
Animal Handling Lv.1
Titles
Scream Of Fire