(A butchering of the good ol robin hood tale, butchered specifically to make way for fetishes of a guy that's too into strong women :y You've been warned. But also still looking for someone interested in butchering of the witcher's setting in the same way for lewd fantasy and story)

An unusual quiet filled the air of Sherwood Forest as the heavily armed band of knights and sergeants at arms made their way through the woods. Watchful Knights scanned the treetops; ever alert for signs of the dreaded outlaws that inhabited these groves. It was a sizable force, from longbow men and finest infantrymen to the most loyal of Sheriff's subjects. This band was but the latest gathered by Captain Lynn Warricke an appointed Sheriff's right hand, to deliver the tax revenues to Nottingham Castle. A task made near impossible by the advent of the outlaw, Robin Hood and his unseen rabble.

No one had ever personally seen Robin Hood, or was even sure who he really was. It was rumored that he was Robert of Locksley, returned in secret from the Crusades in the Holy Land. All anyone was really sure of was that he had rallied the men of Sherwood around him and had thrice taken Prince John's gold. Although rumors claimed he had been lost in the voyage back home, and already arrived with the band as well, rumors as such claimed those that were part of his band were not only dangerous foreigners but even pure-blooded barbarians and heretics.

"I hope those outlaws do try to challenge us," the heavily armored Knight who was clearly in charge of the assemblage thundered. His voice muffled by the thick greathelm. "I look forward to giving them a taste of my steel."

"Well said, Sir Gisbourne ," Captain Lynn agreed. "But against a force this size, I doubt those Saxon Dogs would dare show themselves. They are after all, mostly cowards."

"You are probably right, Captain. It is one thing for them to harass these local bumpkins, but these are Prince John's finest that surround us. I fear my sword shall not taste outlaw blood this day." he replied as he took off his helm just to stroke his rich dark beard. They were but a few leagues into the forest, yet the untamed, free wild already had surrounded them. The road became rocky and bumpy, slowing their advance to but a crawl. Scouts were sent forth, ensuring the goods would arrive untouched.

"Death, bloodshed, is that all you men ever think of?" said a surprisingly deep feminine voice from behind the two. "Isn't it enough that you take the very soul from these poor people. Must you take what little life they have as well."

Both of them turned to view the speaker. The Lady Marian Fitzswalter was a young yet surprisingly tall woman well into her marriageable years. The ward of good King Richard, the brunette's hand had been promised to Sir Guy of Gisbourne. A joining that was to take place at the end of her journey with this convoy. It was a union that she did not look forward to with much pleasure.

"I think the Lady Marian has too much in the way of sympathies for these Saxon scum." Lynn remarked with a sneer. "She would do better to remember her Norman heritage."

"Not to worry, my Lord Sheriff. Her tune will change after I have taken her to the marriage bed and she learns where her true duty lies." Gisbourne said, a measure of both anger and lust in his voice.

The image of the marriage bed of which Gisbourne spoke sent a cold chill through Marian's body. She pulled her blue wrap tighter in an attempt to erase the thought. A part of her wished the outlaws would attack their band. Better the cold of the grave then that of Gisbourne's bed. No man had ever touched her, and if a merciful God had any pity, none ever would.

Holding tight the reins of her horse, Marian dropped back among the other women of their party. It was easier to endure their mindless chatter than the proud boasting of Gisbourne and his cohorts. It was a small temporary refuge for in the end she stood out like a sore thumb.

"Sir Gisbourne!" called out a soldier coming toward them at a gallop. "Captain Lynn!"

Such was the apprehension in the rider's voice that every man within earshot reached for their weapon. In seconds he'd pulled up in front of Gisbourne and the Captain.

"Speak man!" Sir Gisbourne thundered. "And mind that you have reason for charging into our number in such a manner."

"The outlaws, Milord," he said in half gasps. "The outlaws wait in ambush for us, not a half hours ride before us. I have seen them."

"You have seen them?" the Captain asked. "I've not heard of any man who has seen them when they do not wish to be seen."

"You give this rabble too much credit, Captain." Gisbourne interrupted. "They have been lucky so far, nothing more. Now that luck has turned against them. We have more than enough men to see the last of their annoyance."

"But the women in our charge," Captain reminded him. "To say nothing of Prince John's gold. It will mean our heads if we were to fail to deliver it. Sheriff will make sure of that."

Gisbourne paused before responding. If nothing else, Lynn always saw the practical side. Putting an end to the outlaws would indeed be quite a feather in Gisbourne's cap, perhaps enough to win him a more influential seat on the High Council. Yet at the same time, the loss of the year's taxes could indeed lead to the executioner's block or worse if Sheriff were to hear of their failure. Such was the fate of the leader of the last two expeditions.

"Loathe as I am to admit it," Gisbourne finally said. "You may be right, Captain. We dare not risk the gold. Still it boils my blood to give up a chance to run through these Saxon brigands."

"Perhaps there is a way to accomplish both tasks." a soft-spoken voice said from behind them.

Both men turned at the realization that the Lady Marian had returned to their company. Sir Guy seemed annoyed at her presence, but Captain seemed interested in what she might have to say.

"Would it not be possible," she began, ignoring the look of displeasure on her betrothed's face. "To send a force of soldiers ahead to meet the outlaws, springing our own ambush if you may. While at the same time, have the rest of our party proceed along a different path. I once traveled this road with my father and as I remember, the road forks but a short distance ahead."

"A capital idea!" Captain exclaimed. "Capital indeed. You are a lucky man, Sir Guy, to be gaining a wife who is as intelligent as she is beautiful."

"There is such a thing as too much intelligence." Gisbourne remarked under his breath. "Especially in a freak of a woman."

"What say you, Sir Guy," the Captain continued. "Shall we take the advice of our most gracious lady. I believe it to be a sound plan?"

Aaaaand over. If you endured this nice. Just to clarify, if you have no clue of the characters in robin hood (just as I mostly forgot about a handful of em. I'm happy to chalk it up to a low fantasy setting with a robin-hood esque inspired leader as well. That way even if you don't know a thing you're still more than welcome to hop in and send me a message.

Now the important part. Whether you want to play as one character, or satisfy this nerd's fantasy of a harem of different women or maybe evne futas as this new rendition of Robin Hood and his Merry (Wo)Men squatting in the Sherwood Forest in their hidden grove, having feasts (and orgies ;y) and helping the poor. Or just focus on single specific character while we make rest of the band as more of a filler, filled with all genders and characters. Naturally I'm happy with the latter. I didn't introduce Robin yet as I am not really married to any speciifc idea of how I should picture him. From a more feminine rouge to some more muscular fit character or even some kind of himbo. Really, I am happy with all types, and if we just take Robin Hood's inspiration he could be anyone especially if we make it some fantasy setting etc.

The RP would focus mostly on slice-of-life stuff with combat mixed in, I have plot in mind but again it'll differ much from the original tales and I'd still like to brainstorm it if you'd like to have some deeper plot than just stealing and helpin people opressed by the sheriff.

I would suggest to take a look at my other prompts to get the idea of what kind of characters I enjoy playing against, as well as look at my kinks that will be below. I'm not really lookin for any petite characters, or someone physically weak, meek etc. Submissive or Dominant writers are welcome, switches especially! But just be fine with playing thick, voloptous, muscular or just any other variation of a stronger and kinkier variation of a character. That'd be my only selfish request. Whether you play one such character or a whole band, is up to how you wanna do it. I'm also happy to make it a GM role if you feel like it, but I personally dislike dumpin all the work on the other person so I'm still happy to world build and control all the third party characters they have a conflict with.

So if the idea of being a big amazonian brigand making love with leader of the band in some tree house sounds fun to you, with or without magic and fantasy elements involved. Take a look at the kinks below and feel free to sent me a sample of your writing and if you have any ideas yourself to share for this RP!

Kinks: Amazonian women, either them being dominated or them dominating their partner; breeding; anal, and feet, face sitting, switch relationships, romance, cuddling, playful wrestling, sweat, pubic hair (armpit/crotch), monstrous characters, musk, giantess, frotting, facesitting, grinding, hotdogging, addictive cum (not hypnotizing kind, just more of a satisfying type usually just for futa characters.) , foreskin play, small dom big sub/big dom small sub, futanari, MILF's, very curvy/well-endowed characters, mommy/big sis personality, chubby but strong/big women/futas, fat cocks, big testicles, huge breasts, thick thighs, dark skinned/tanned characters, Foodplay (Kinda related to chubby characters and more extreme fetishes) -> (More extreme kinks from vore and toilet play are fine too but have to be discussed, and also aren't a must/needed to those against them. I'm into some of them and I'm indifferent to others.)

Not really kinks but writing preferences: Third person, multi-paragraph responses from both sides. (4-6 paragraphs minimum or more.), mutual worldbuilding.

Limits: Abuse, Underage, Cheating, Cuckold, ntr.

(Other prompts open as well.)