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Maelora69 — Valley of the Serpent Kings: Tula x Red Lucy
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Published: 2019-09-23 18:15:55 +0000 UTC; Views: 395739; Favourites: 2379; Downloads: 532
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“Are you drunk enough?
Not to judge what I'm doing…
Are you high enough?
To excuse that I'm ruined -
'Cause I'm ruined…!
Is it late enough?
For you to come and stay over
'Cause we're free to love
Stop teasing me, ohh…!
I make no promises, I can't do golden rings
But I'll give you everything (Tonight!)
Magic is in the air, there ain't no science here
So come get your everything (Tonight!)
Is it loud enough?
'Cause my body is calling for you, calling for you
I need someone to do the things that I do
I'm heating up!
Energy's taking control...
I'm speeding up
My heartbeat's dancing alone…
'Cause I need your green light
Day and night, say that you're mine…!”
Sam Smith & Calvin Harris, ‘Promises’
www.youtube.com/watch?v=dTQMd2…
(I frequently feel Mr Smith is too eager for attention, and that sometimes damages the very causes he supports… But really, I’ve never cared what musicians think. Like Lana del Rey, Madonna and many others, I love music for its own sake, and sometimes you just have to filter out the chatter and revel in the purity of someone’s talent. This is one of these cases; what a beautiful voice and such a great song…)
Beautiful commission from , who has done such great art for me for so long now! I wanted something romantic rather than erotic here.
It feels right to get this done after I’ve just finished ‘Greedfall’, as Jargono and the ‘Valley of the Serpent Kings’ campaign has many echoes of the same situation… When Isabella returns to the site of her 16th century triumphs, the lives of her family and the tribes of Jargono will never be the same again…
Here, Luciana ‘Red Lucy’ Reyes-Martinez has her loyalties stretched to the limit…
Full name: Tula
Birthplace: Village of Tu'Nomku, Rainforests of Jargono, Amazon Basin, South America
Age: 23
Height: 5' 6"
Class: Jargono Native
Role: Wide-eyed Native
Religion: tribal superstitions
Campaign: Valley of the Serpent Kings
Family: Carin (brother), Red Lucy (lover)
Alignment: Neutral
Stats: Agility 6/7, Cunning, 3, Spirit 3, Strength 5, Lore 1/3, Luck 3
Favourite Strutting Ground: Jargono
Favoured Weapon: Darkstone Daggers, Jargono Bow, Darkstone Club, Darkstone Axe
Signature Moves: Quick Shot, Jumping Attack, Spinning Slash
Allies: Jargono tribals, Sylvia Rush, Rachael Radford, Red Lucy
Rivals: Corsairs of the Red Sails
Enemies: Serpentmen Empire
Hobbies: Hunting, Exploring, Bathing
Sexuality: Lesbian
Sexual habits: Loyal girlfriend
Sexual art?: Only with Lucy
Other preludes to this story are here, in order, if this is the first one you've read:
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Magic is in the Air...
It was a wet heat; heavy and humid, the kind that soaked the sweat so deep into your clothing that you’d never get the smell out. Lucia had grown up in Seville, where she was born, and the deep tan of her flesh indicated she was no stranger to the sunlight. But the rainforest was another matter altogether.
And yet, she pressed on grimly through the unforgiving greenery, the thick vegetation that threatened to entangle her at every step. Despite the verdant beauty, Lucy was always on her guard here – small predators lurked under every tree, even here so close to the native village, just waiting to take a nip out of your flesh. The colourful, exotic blooms disguised poisonous plants and even carnivorous vegetation large enough to swallow a man.
But at least Jargono was beautiful, she reflected... The view from the bay where her mother’s ship was docked was breath-taking; crystal-clear waters and deep green foliage as far as the eyes could see. Even here beneath the canopy of thick overgrowth, brightly-scaled lizards and serpents crawled and slithered, and exotic paradise-birds flaunted their plumage in dazzling blues and reds. One of these tail-feathers would look good on a hat, Lucy decided.
But she had come for another purpose. Maya’s cryptic words of yesterday had haunted her: “...but there was another reason too. Turns out the tribe expects her to take a mate, and she doesn’t wanna do that. Not the usual kind of mate, anyways…”
Last night, Lucy had found sleep elusive – she had tossed and turned in the sweltering heat, listening to the sounds of the chirping insects until she felt her head would burst. Deep in the heat and the dark of her tent at the camp, she had sought release with her hands; strong little wrists and fingers turning, until she had coaxed herself to an unhappy climax that left her sore, embarrassed and wanting something more satisfying.
But she could not put the thought out her mind. Come the dawn, she had dressed in a stripped-down version of her usual duelling outfit, and headed out to the Americanos camp. She still was not certain what to make of them – the young man who greeted her on guard seemed cheery enough, bare-chested and painted like a tribal for all his Yankee accent. But she did not care for his kind; all swagger and grins, the kind of boy used to the girls swooning over him. Her father was like that, even to this day, she mused. And her mother was like a bitch on heat around even halfway-attractive men. ‘Is that where you get it from?’ her brother’s voice rang mockingly in her head.
She put aside thoughts of the family she was growing to despise, and spoke to the two women gathered about the cook-pit, both of them looking comfortable in their skimpy tribal attire. Maybe I should ask for one? she mused.
They regarded her with interest, but not with hostility. The strawberry-blonde woman was slightly younger than the Yankee brunette, and her voice lacked the same Americano twang:
“It is Isabella’s daughter, Luciana, yes? Is there anything amiss? Does your mother require anything before we move on?”
“No, I… I’m not here for her,” she replied quietly in her best English. “It’s… Rachael, is it not? And ‘Silver’?”
“What’s up, honeh?” the older woman asked. Her hand never strayed far from the mismatched pistols at her holster, but her manner seemed disarmingly friendly.
Lucy flushed a little, and tried to look nonchalant. She failed utterly.
“I was… I wanted a word with your guide… the female one. It’s about… about something I saw on the map,” she lied.
The one called Rachael furrowed her brow slightly, but Silver made a split-second decision.
“Okay, honeh,” she said easily, gesturing with her hand. “She’s up there, at the river head…”
“Thank you.” Lucy bowed and set off with a spring in her stride.
The explorer smiled wryly at her older friend. “Is that wise?”
“I dunno, Rach,” the gunsel sighed. “I worry I mothered Tula too much sometimes… She’s gotta grow, gotta make choices fer herself… I chased off enough would-be girlfriends in my time with her… Maybe this one is the one not to get my trigger-finger itchy?”
Lucy strode up the steep incline, roots and branches plucking at her boots and tight-fitting sailor’s garb as she went. But sheer determination carried her through, cut and scratched as she was. She took a long swig of the hip-flask at her side – the rum burned her lips and made her head swim. Dutch courage, she laughed to herself. Thanks, Rubia…!
And when she reached the river, she stopped, mouth agape at the sheer beauty of it. Water poured over the lip of the falls in a torrent, roaring in her ears. Pure and clean in the highlands, the river thundered like something hungry and alive, elemental in its majesty as it emptied into a wide rocky pool.
And there, bathing in the shallows, was the girl she had come to find. Hardly much older than Lucy’s own tender years, and gloriously naked, unashamed, as she shook her long chestnut hair and rubbed her glorious body down with some kind of tribal oils. Lucy watched with dilated eyes as she saw the lotion run down the girl’s hard body in rivulets, marvelling at the tight, muscled curves and her nut-brown skin tone. She was likely Caucasian, Lucy thought absently, rather than one of her mother’s favoured ‘Jaguar Warriors’. Were her people stranded explorers or something, marooned here in paradise, and decided to stay? Her face had little hints of the latin races and other tribal peoples, so perhaps the Jargono natives were a mix of many bloodlines. Her mother would doubtlessly approve.
So mesmerised by her beauty was she, that Lucy gave little thought to hiding, and as soon as the girl noticed her – standing there and staring – she gasped in surprise and anger. She scooped up one of the long stone knives at the water’s edge, its obsidian length sharpened to a razor’s edge.
“N-no, I…! I didn’t come here to harm you…!” Lucy stammered.
“You one of Red Woman’s warriors…!” the girl snarled in her pidgin English. “Your kind not welcome here. You no frens of Jargono peoples…”
“I… I’m her daughter, my name is Lucy – “
“Red Woman is enemy of peoples!” the girl snapped, picking up her second knife in a fluid motion. She had still given no thought to modesty, her tiny chamois bikini lying untouched on the rocks beside her. Lucy stared, wide-eyed at her full, brown breasts.
“But I’m not – “
“Red Woman come many moons gone, wise men say it in camp story,” the girl growled softly. “When Jargono peoples very young… Red Woman kill those who do not obey, Jargono runs red with rivers of blood…!”
“M-my mother fought with the Serpent-folk mostly,” Lucy corrected her. “As do your people, yes? She… she conquered many of the tribes, such as the Aztecs. She made them worship her Goddess, but she ruled them as their queen also… She protected them from other explorers who would exploit – who would hurt them,” she amended.
Lucy held up her hands slowly, to show she was leaving her blades in their sheathes.
“I… I just wanted to talk, okay? I’m not here to fight you…”
The girl watched her with mistrust, her dark eyes hooded. Lucy marvelled at her beauty – she was like some primal animal totem in human skin. She had never wanted anything - anyone! – as badly as this. Her trews were soaked through with something other than just sweat.
“I’m not even here for Mother,” she explained. “She doesn’t pay me any heed, anyway… She just does whatever she wants, and doesn’t care what anyone else thinks. Least of all me.”
The girl glared at the intruder, holding out her knife to keep her at arm’s length.
“You not move, or I stab you,” she warned, struggling to pull on her briefs. She was having some issues tying the thong with one hand.
“Let me help – “ Lucy offered, perhaps a little too eagerly, as the girl hissed like a cat and jabbed with her knife.
“Okay, okay…! I’ll just sit over here... you get dressed, I’ll… look away…!”
The girl had equal difficulty trying to fit her full breasts into the little triangles of soft leather that barely covered her nipples. When she was finished, she faced Lucy with the same unfriendly, suspicious expression.
“What Red Woman Girl want with Tula?” she asked.
“Is that your name? That’s so pretty…!” Lucy gushed. “My name is Lucy – “
“Tula hear you before. Tula not stupid or deaf,” she pouted.
“Okay, look, I’m not…” Lucy changed tack and swallowed her pride. “I’m sorry for intruding. I just… I wanted to learn more about your people. I know my mother is hard to get on with… Believe me, I know that more than anyone…!”
She flicked her curly dark locks, soaked with perspiration.
“I met the others in your camp… The Americanos. They are friends of your people, yes?”
Tula nodded sceptically.
“They seem nice,” Lucy offered.
“Silver is friend of Jargono peoples,” the native girl explained. “Ray-chell is strange… But she learns Jargono ways easily, and helps people with medicine-men. She say she come from sky and sees many worlds.”
She paused slightly. “Now Tula see these worlds also,” she murmured. She looked up, chin defiant. “But first, Tula and frens defend Jargono from Snake-men. And from Red Woman if must.”
“Hey, let me help,” Lucy asked. “I didn’t come here to help my mother. I came here to see the New World…”
“Tula not believe Red Woman Girl – “
“Please, don’t keep calling me that,” Lucy said in a small voice. Something about the pain in her eyes seemed more convincing than her words, and the native girl relented slightly.
“Look, what you have here… this place… your lands… it’s beautiful. If Mother means to harm this place… or your people… I’ll stop her. Or try to.”
Tula frowned in disbelief. “Tula not believe you. Red Girl would fight her mother?”
“Oh, that wouldn’t be a problem for me,” Lucy laughed uneasily. “Not at all…! We fight all the time.”
Tula said nothing, watching her now with mild distrust.
Lucy say down on a dry rock and crossed her legs coquettishly.
“Can we just talk?” she murmured. “This place is wondrous… I’ve never seen anything like it… If Mother wants to fight the Serpent-folk, that would help your people, wouldn’t it? She wants whatever’s in her old forts and castles… and they are mostly in Serpent territory, what you call the ‘Valley of the Kings’…”
“Red Woman stir up snake-nests,” Tula frowned. “Bring harm upon Jargono peoples…!”
“Then let me help you,” Lucy urged. “Silver told me that she’s helping your folk… Something about a cursed burial ground and the dead rising…?”
The girl looked doubtful, but Lucy - slowly - drew her blades to show them off.
“I’m young... but I’m a good fighter,” she promised. “I’m a gymnast and fencer… I could help your friends fight your enemies…”
“Why you do this?” the native girl said suspiciously.
“Because I want to see the world for myself,” Lucy said honestly. “I couldn’t care less about my mother’s ambitions. I want to be my own person… to prove my worth… not to Mother. But to myself.”
Tula reluctantly conceded her sincerity in that – it was written there on her face. Tula was naïve to the ways of Ouslanders, but something about this girl seemed honest.
“Tula not know. Speak with Silver. Meet with Great Chiefs. They will judge worth.”
“Deal,” Lucy smiled. “I don’t have anything to hide. And if for any reason, Mother means you harm… then you’ll need my help against her, won’t you?”
The native girl sat at last, putting away her knives. She watched the other girl with mixed emotions, not knowing if she could trust her.
“Tell me about the others,” she asked after a moment.
“Tula not trust Worm Girl. Remind Tula of enemies, the Worm-That-Walks…” She shrugged. …” “Wolf Boy good fighter… mate of Silver. But Tula not sure if she trust him. Many years since Jargono peoples changed skins…”
“But you don’t have a mate, do you?” Lucy asked softly. It was a risky tactic, but it was now or never.
Tula’s eyes widened, startled, her defences up again. She almost reached for her knives again.
“Red Girl not say these things! Not for her to know - “
“Silver told my friend about it,” Lucy interjected. “It’s okay…! I’m the same. I’ve never liked boys. I hate the way they look at me and leer over me, and the way Mother whores herself around to anyone who – “
She took a deep breath. “Look, I…! I don’t know why I came here. Maya told me, and… And I wanted to see you. I didn’t think much beyond that, in all honesty…! It’s silly, I know but…” She pressed onwards, falling over her words as the native girl stared at her in silence. “But… I couldn’t get you out of my head. When Maya told me, I… I had to come and see you…”
She looked pleadingly. “But I want to help! I do. I’d love nothing more to wipe the smug smirks off their faces. I couldn’t care less about Mother's ambitions and her schemes. I think…. I think I’d like to help your people… If you’ll let me. I’ll gladly speak to your village… The only thing I know how to do is fight, but I’m good at that, and I’ll gladly battle your enemies… these snake-men, the Walking-worms, whoever. Just… give me a chance… Please?”
Tula stood up, her face, full of indecision.
“You stop speaking so,” she murmured, but her face was confused, and her tone was soft. Her defences were down. It was now or never. “Tula not know…! You go now – “
"No,” Lucy said, swallowing hard and stepping forward. She drew in close. The native girl backed off for a moment… and then stood her ground. Her face was full of confusion.
“No, you go – “ she began, but Lucy leaned in on her.
“I won’t,” she husked. “You’re lonely. I know that. I know because I’m lonely too. I’m the same. I’m just like you… We don’t belong anywhere, girls like us. We want something more, and we want to make a difference. But most of all…. We don’t want to be alone any more…”
She leaned in, moistening her dry lips.
“You must go – “
“Make me,” Lucy smiled softly, leaning forward until their lips touched. Tula quivered, but did not back away.
And then their mouths melded together, fused, a kiss that burned, more heated than the jungle night…!
“I don't wanna be alone tonight
It's pretty clear that I'm not over you
I'm still thinking 'bout the things you do
So I don't want to be alone tonight, alone tonight, alone tonight…
Can you light the fire?
I need somebody who can take control
I know exactly what I need to do
'Cause I don't wanna be alone tonight, alone tonight, alone tonight…
Look what you made me do!
I'm with somebody new
Ooh, baby, baby, I'm dancing with a stranger…”
Sam Smith & Normani Hamilton, ‘Dancing With A Stranger”
www.youtube.com/watch?v=av5JD1…
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Excellent
They might want to try that one without getting too drunk or to high
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Oooooohhhh….
Not gonna lie, this one got me... motivated. If you get me 
Also: awwww! I'm so glad Tula FINALLY got to meet someone who could be a partner. Although the fact that Lucy is one of Isabella's daughters is going to make things very tricky. I can see some heartbreak coming from that, which makes me sad 
But hopefully things work out for them!
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Ooh, yes! 
I think the whole set-up is very much in keeping with things like Avatar and the original Lost World, where the hero ends up identifying with the natives and fights against his former people.
It's a nice arc for the characters too, plenty of dramas and excitement ahead when Mom finds out!
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And you know me, romance gets new going more than eroticism (most of the time)!
Tula's just so sweet, I love seeing her finally with someone!
I hope the drama is good drama, but not Leah levels of drama. That girl should turn into a llama instead of a wolf!
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I have no idea where you get that from.
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They are characters from Flying Frog's Shadows of Brimstone game; the Duelist and Jargono Native classes. I asked the artist to draw them based on their in-game art. Which is what you see here.
I have never watched anime of any kind, in my 50 years on this planet. It's not my thing. I only knew what that meant by asking one of my friends.
Are you millennials really so brainwashed by pop culture these days that you have to think everything is a reference. 'Cause, y'know, it's not.
And srsly, if I did art that was a homage to something or inspired by it, I'd quite my sources, as I frequently do.
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Yeah, Sean, I don't know how...! My stuff gets a few thousand views, mostly... This one got over 8K in less than a day.
I don't mind, but the talent is Ewelina's, not mine
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Time is a factor, so if you get all your views in a single day, it dramatically increases the chances of it hitting the front page.
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AH. I'm not bothered about views, so I wasn't sure how it worked.
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There is also a... unrated artist... thing... that's part of their new algorithm.
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Oh, that's actually quite good. Obscure artists need promotion too.
I can't fathom DA at the best of times. I occasionally look at the 'favourites' of my watchers, just to find new artists. The other day I came across a guy whose entire gallery was women being murdered, _then_ raped, and I was like 'what the actual f**k??' But all this sick stuff was still up when guys like RockyAce or Aphrodite get vanilla nudes taken down because of corrupt mods.
I was actually tempted to go back to Core for a month just to organise my files again, but stuff like this makes me think twice.
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It's one of the reasons I don't have a Core anymore.
I hate to say it, but DA needs to learn from Derpibooru.
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Thanks, just wanted Ewelina to get the credit!
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This was drawn by I only paid fort it. Unfortunately she deactivated her account yesterday due to bullying.
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She has a new site and her Patreon is still open.
I think she just needed to s6hake off the trolls and art thieves.
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HOT DAMN AND GOOD MORNING TO ME!
I JUST logged into my page and what do I see when it opens up on the Main Page? This. 
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Yay! I'm really glad I could inspire you!
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Thank you so much! Keep up the wonderful amazing art you have!
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Aaaanddd I now have a new Serpent Kings ship 
Crossing my fingers that this one lasts for you, Tula ;A;
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Aww, thanks! Poor Tula waited a long time for this, after false starts with Jess & Domino & not liking Tiger. So it's nice that she has something worthwhile now.
I can't see Mom approving, but they'll have to deal with that when it happens.
It's funny this came along just after my 'Greedfall' review, because it's basically the same thing as deSardet x Siora there.
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She haasss and I'm so happy for her ;3;
We'll cross the Mom bridge when we come to it, I guess?
I haven't played Greedfall, but that's awesome that there are parrallel's!
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Isabella can be antagonistic...but she's not really a villain, per se. She won't like it, but growing up is part of Lucy's arc. Likewise, Tula will have to leave her people if she's to really find herself and be her own person.
'Greedfall' is a Dragon-Age/Mass-Effect type videogame about colonisation in a fantasy setting. Three large empires colonise an island for different reasons, coming into conflict with the natives. The game strongly pushes you to empathise with the natives, though you can play it however you want. You playa diplomat from the colonies who slowly discovers her own heritage and connection to the island. There seems a fair few similarities to what happened before with Isabella and the Aztecs, and what's happening to her now.
I'm really psyched for Valley of the Serpent Kings now, even though it's not released until next year. I wanted to get some of the characters drawn and story arcs up ahead of time
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Ooop, well here's hoping it goes well for them then, as you say it's an inevitable part of life! Hopefully mom realises that too and Isabella doesn't try to get in the way or heaven forbid try to separate them somehow
Oohhh that sounds super cool! I look forward to seeing the story arc develop as well! 
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