Tajah of Rolan Part 1
by SubMikro@yahoo.com
She was the greatest warrior of the Rolan kingdom

Chapter 1

	As Tajah entered Rolan Palace, every peasant bowed down as she entered. 
Tajah was the finest warrior of the Rolan kingdom, the general of Queen Ula's 
army. Tajah had served the queen for the last four years as general and had led 
her country to many victories. Tajah's remarkable success drew her closer and 
closer to the queen, who eventually chose her as her successor to the throne, 
since she had no children. This made Tajah not only a general but a princess as 
well.    
	Tajah stood at amazing nine feet in height and was astoundingly muscular; 
her strength was beyond that of any man in the region. Although she was far more 
muscular than any man, she still was quite feminine in appearance. She had 
short, fiery red hair and stunning blue eyes; which, accompanied by her 
beautiful face and statuesque body, would instantly make any man bow to her 
slightest whim. Tajah's smooth, pure, flawless skin housed her astounding 
muscularity; what was even more astounding was there was not a scar on her body 
from battle.
	Her dress was not formal in any respect; Tajah still wore her bracelet, 
which every soldier wore to display their rank. Tajah had gained her rank 
through revealing the previous general to be a traitor and killing hundreds of 
enemies by her own hand in battle. Queen Ula allowed General Tajah to eliminate 
the treasonous General Nadin herself. Tajah tore him limb from limb with her 
bare hands, leaving only a bloody stump of a man, then she stomped his chest in.
	The rest of her outfit was another matter. Since Tajah enjoyed both 
intimidating and enticing her enemies, she wore a leopard skin top that barely 
contained her supple breasts and a matching thong as well. This outfit displayed 
her flawless, powerful body perfectly. Every powerful muscle in her body was 
fully exposed for the enemy to see, which would either frighten them away or 
draw them to their deaths.
	As she passed a few male peasants, they asked her if they could be of 
service to her in any way. She surveyed the men before her and allowed them to 
join her, for she found them physically pleasing.  This was a privilege the 
queen gave Tajah for bringing glory to Rolan, Tajah could take any male peasant 
in for work, if they requested her to. Tajah had to replace her previous 
servants anyway, for they had all died in the last battle. Tajah had a tendency 
of losing several servants, those who violated her strict rules usually died at 
her hand, the others died in faithful service during battle. Tajah longed for 
the day when she found a servant that lasted a long time. If one day, she found 
a servant that lasted that lasted that long; if they pleased her and were 
faithful to her, she would take that servant as a mate.
	Tajah never found any of the suitors who wanted her hand in marriage 
pleasing. While any man was one she saw as weaker than her, she found most of 
those suitors to be cowards. They were incredibly intimidated by her power, some 
even ran away. Others would have wanted to make her less than what she was, a 
sex object, a toy for their pleasures; something Tajah wanted no part of. Tajah 
wanted a man who was loyal to her and strong in his heart, not the total 
weaklings frequently brought to her.
	Tajah looked down at her new servants, who were admiring the many aspects 
of the valkyrie's arousing body. She knelt down to face them, "How is it you 
wish to serve me this day, loyal peasants?"
	The first peasant spoke, mesmerized by her gaze, "I will will serve you in 
any way that you wish."
	"Your desire is my command," said the second.
	"Whatever pleases you, I will do," agreed the third.
	Tajah was pleased with their loyalty, "What are you names?" She asked.
	"Mine is Galvin," said the first.
	"My name is Seth," replied the second
	"And I am Theodore, but you may call me Theo," said the third.
	"Galvin, Seth and Theodore," Tajah repeated, "If you serve me in a 
pleasing manner this day, I may decide to keep you around in the future.
	"I shall set a few rules at this moment," she continued, "You will touch 
me only when I asked to be touched, and at no other time. You shall only 
accompany me when I invite you to join me. What ever the task I designate to 
you, I expect you to do swiftly and to the best of your abilities. If you abide 
by these rules, you shall be rewarded by being trained in the skills I possess, 
although you will never be able to obtain my power. If you fail to follow these 
rules, do not ever fall into my sight again or I will punish you severely." 
Tajah flexed one of her massive biceps between Seth and Galvin, startling them 
somewhat. Seth cowered at the thought of being caught in her crushing grip, but 
then he thought that his death at her hands would be an glorious fate,
	"However, I am confident that you will not fail me, or the kingdom of 
Rolan, so let us go to my place," Tajah concluded.
	Tajah led them to the military section of the palace, guards bowed to 
valkyrie general as she passed and honored her new servants as well. Eventually, 
they reached her home in the section, a lavish, colorful room in the palace. It 
had everything a peasant could dream of: Incense, silk, a huge bed, gold 
everywhere and place to bathe.
	As they continued to admire this new environment, Tajah assessed her new 
possessions, Galvin was not that muscular, but he  had a handsome face and a 
sophisticated air about him. Seth was only about five feet tall, but was very 
muscular and she thought he could be useful in some situations. She found Theo 
very attractive, He was a little over six feet in height and very strong, 
although still very weak compared to her. Theo was rather timid, but she thought 
she could turn him around.
	With that in mind, she sent Galvin away on several errands; gathering 
supplies, food and many other items for her. She assigned Seth to assist some of 
her soldiers in digging a trench around the palace until sundown. This left 
Tajah alone with Theo, who seemed extremely nervous to be alone with the massive 
beauty.
	Tajah approached Theo and told him, "You will assist me in my personal 
grooming today, the queen has requested that I attend her court tonight and I 
wish to look my best and feel relaxed as well. Remove my clothes."
	Theo balked at the statement, he never thought he would hear a woman say 
that to him. Dumbfounded, he found himself staring at her wide, muscled back as 
she awaited an answer. Tajah felt a little sympathetic, she could tell he had a 
crush on her, but she remained firm, "Remove my clothes, Theo" she repeated.
	Theo complied quickly this time. Untying her top and slipping off her 
thong carefully. After this she lay down on her bed and turned over on her 
stomach. "I feel a little weary from today's tasks, massage my body, slowly. 
Theo."
	Theo carefully obeyed, massaging her only as she specified, but still 
derived much enjoyment from the experience. He hope she chose him to do this 
task often, Even though she was incredibly muscular, he found the texture of her 
skin very smooth and soft. His favorite moment during the massage was rubbing 
her powerful legs, he wish he could touch them forever. They were flawless and 
they throbbed with power. Theo wondered what it would be like to be caught 
between her powerful thighs, probably a very deadly situation but still an 
arousing one. Tajah clearly enjoyed the massage with every "Mmmh" she moaned. 
After a half hour, the princess general was satisfied.
	"You are quite apt at that task," Tajah commented, "I think you will be 
responsible for that task from this point on." Tajah rose to her full, 
astounding height and motioned for Theo to assist her, "Now you will wash me, go 
see that  the bathing pool is filled with hot water. After that, remove your 
clothes and join me in the pool. There, while you wash me, and I shall ask you 
questions regarding your future service. Now, go do as I have asked."
	The princess smiled as Theo exited to the bathing room, "He shall do quite 
nicely," she thought to herself, "If he survives long enough, he might be worthy 
enough to be my mate, even if he is terribly weak compared to me."
	She sighed as she watched Theo perform his task, it was long past time for 
her to have a mate, far past time. She was reaching her twenty-seventh year; 
most women her age were long since married and raising a few children. Although 
many men were attracted to her and wanted to serve her, she had failed to have a 
worthy lover since the day her family died.

Chapter 2

	Eleven years ago, Tajah was traveling with her family to a distant city, 
Kintrela, where she was to be married. Back then, she was living in the land of 
Fedic, thousands of miles from Rolan. Tajah was a small, timid young woman, 
around five foot five and very frail. She had hardly ever traveled beyond her 
home village of Jalatar; she had not even met the man she was about to marry.
	She had been told that her future husband, Astad, was very rich, extremely 
handsome and that he would provide for her very well. She had faith that 
everything would turn out fine.
	When they arrived in Kintrela, she had a chance to meet her future husband 
and he was everything she had hoped for. Tajah was pleased that her parents had 
made such a wise decision.
	That night, Tajah and her family were placed in Astad's guest house. It 
was the most lavish place Tajah had seen in her life as a peasant. She was 
placed in a comfortable bed in the same room with her family. They talked 
excitedly of her future and prepared for the following day. 
	While her parents made the final preparations, Tajah looked out the window 
and gazed at the stars. Taken by the beauty of the night, Tajah slipped outside 
as her parents fell asleep. She walked outside of Astad's home admiring the 
constellations.
	Tajah noticed a shooting star in the sky and she took it as a sign of 
prosperity. She closed her eyes and made a wish. Oddly enough, the star did not 
disappear, rather, it seemed to get larger. It was falling in her direction. In 
fear for her life, Tajah began to flee towards the guest house. The star loomed 
closer and closer, Tajah would not be able to outrun it.
	Suddenly, the star passed over her and demolished the guest house. She 
screamed for her family, who she feared were dead. The star had bore a hole 
where the house once stood. As Tajah approached the hole to find her parents, 
the soil at the edge of the hole gave away beneath her weight. She managed to 
grab hold of a root. As she dangled from the root, she was bathed in an intense 
heat. A pulsating orb was all that was left of the star.
	Tajah knew that her family did not survive, but she had no intention of 
dying  with them, either.
She struggled up the side of the hole, digging her fingers into the soil and 
slowly climbed out. When she got to the edge, she pulled herself out. 
	She ran towards Astad's home. Tajah's body felt as it was burning from the 
inside now. Her remaining clothes felt incredibly tight, they felt like a vice 
on her. Sweat poured from every pore of her body, "What is happening to me?" she 
thought.
	Astad had heard the crash and saw Tajah running. He rushed to meet her. 
Tajah fell into his arms, weeping. "My family is gone," she moaned.
	Then, her internal burning intensified, her corset strained against her 
skin. Tajah's body began to pulsate with a mysterious power. Her corset began to 
rip at the seams. Her body was expanding, her muscles were changing. 
	Astad watched in fear as Tajah transformed before his eyes. He was 
dangling in her embrace while she still mourned, she had grown at least four 
feet and her muscles were crushing him. He managed to slip from her hold, which 
caught her attention.
	She found herself looking down at him and Astad was backing away in fear. 
"Witchcraft! I was about to marry a witch!" He reached down for a stone and 
threw it at her, she did not feel it shattered against her skin, but she was 
afraid. 
	Soon, many people gathered to stone her. She felt no pain; suffered no 
wound, but she was still afraid. Afraid of her new appearance, afraid of the 
people, afraid of the stoned, afraid of her new loneliness and her rejection.
	She ran from the crowd, far from the city and into the desert; away from 
her future and into her destiny.
	In the next five years, Tajah was alone in the world. She traveled through 
the wilderness, avoiding civilizations that would probably reject her. She 
swiftly learned the benefits of her newfound strength and was able to fend off 
or kill the deadliest of predators with her bare hands. She learned to hunt, 
constructed her own bow and arrows and made camp in various places. She was able 
to clothe and feed herself through her kills.
	She found her strength and size to be incredibly helpful. The valkyrie was 
able to lift massive boulders with ease and reach peaks no one else could reach. 
She also studied the hunting techniques of the greatest predators of the 
wilderness. She learned to attract and intimidate her prey. Tajah's skills were 
flawless, her aim was infallible and her beauty was savage
	During those years of maturation, her body became incredibly supple while 
still maintaining a fierce muscularity. Even though Tajah was quite massive, her 
body was extremely feminine.
	After many years of seclusion, Tajah decided she would visit a city she 
had observed from the wilderness. She longed for human contact after all those 
years in the wild. She killed a great white tiger near the city and tailored a 
new outfit for herself. She made sure to bathe as well and braided her long 
hair. She took a look into a lake and found her appearance pleasing.
	She entered the city and instantly drew attention to herself, even though 
she tried to keep a low profile; it can be rather difficult to do so if you are 
nine feet tall. What was even more amazing was the response from the men of the 
city; some backed away in fear, some in disgust and the others were in awe of 
her. Some men went to the extent of applauding her beauty.
	As she turned down an alley, she noticed a group of seven men following 
her. They were all very large, some of them almost seven feet tall, but she knew 
they were no match for her. Tajah turned to face the men, "Why are you following 
me?" she asked
	One of the men spoke, "We wish to rid the world of such an unnatural 
woman. You do not belong here, witch."
	"You dare to call me a witch? I have done nothing to your people, I only 
came to this city today and now, because I am different, you wish to kill me?" 
Tajah continued, "Or are you going to kill me because you are jealous; Envious 
of the power I have and you cannot possibly possess? Or is it because my beauty 
is great but you are intimidated by my difference; knowing that you could not 
possibly live with a woman more powerful than yourself."
	"Liar!" the man exclaimed. They charged at her charged at her, attempting 
to knock her to the ground. They were doomed to failure. She grabbed the first 
two men by their throats and snapped their necks. The third man she punched in 
the chest, which collapsed under the blow and popped his heart. 
	Tajah's next attacker was still trying to push her over, but her powerful 
legs would not allow him to move her. She tossed the new corpses to the side and 
lifted him into the air. Before she could make short work of him, the last three 
men attacked her. She moved her current victim into a headlock and managed catch 
another with her other arm. The next man she kicked in the midsection, which 
knocked the wind out of him and knocked him to the ground. The last assailant 
clumsily tripped over his friend and fell next to him.
	Tajah looked down at the two fallen men and the two men in her clutches. 
She flexed her biceps to thier peaks, hearing an audiable snap in the necks of 
both men. She dropped those corpses and picked up the final two men and put her 
python-like arms around them and started to squeeze them.  As they sqirmed in 
Tajah's grasp, they could feel their bones giving in under the great pressure. 
They tried with all thier might, but they could not break the woman's hold. 
After hearing a few satisfactory snaps, Tajah dropped the men and left them for 
dead.
	As she turned to leave the alley she heard a voice say, "Nice work."
	Tajah turned to see a man dressed in armor, "Who are you?" she asked.
	"A friend," the man replied
	"I have no friends," Tajah remarked.
	"Then why are you here?"
	" I do not know."
	" I have seen you lurking on the outskirts of the city for quite a few 
days," the man said, " You are quite skillful as well as unique. I imagine your 
uniqueness has made you quite lonely, otherwise you would have not entered the 
city."
	Tajah considered the man's words, "I suppose you are right." She then 
remember she a just killed seven men. "I had no intention of killing these men," 
she said, "They attacked me."
	"Big mistake," the man commented, "Do not worry about them, you actually 
did me a favor in killing them. They had all escaped from prison this morning, 
they were rapists. I imagine they were planning to rape you as well."
	Tajah looked down at the dead men in disgust, "Scum."
	"Do not be concerned with them, I will have my men pick their bodies up 
later." the man commented
	He continued, "Why don't you join me for dinner down at the Rolan Palace? 
You look like you could use a meal and some company."
	"I think I shall," Tajah replied as they began to walk, "Are you a 
soldier?"
	"I apologize, I am Captain Halden of the Rolan army, and you are...?
	"Tajah, Tajah of Fedic."
	" Of Fedic? That's quite a distance from here."
	"Yes it is," she paused to think for a moment, "...Do you think that your 
army could possibly take me in as a soldier?
	The captain stopped for a moment, "It is not the Rolan tradition to allow 
women to fight in the army. However, after watching you take care of those 
rapists and considering your unique abilities, I may be able to get you in. I 
will propose your entry to General Nadin and Queen Ula after our meal.
	Halden led Tajah through the city pointing out landmarks to her as they 
made thier way to Rolan Palace. She found this city to be quite wonderous. 
Eventually, they made thier way to the palace and there Tajah enjoyed the most 
wonderful meal she had in years.

Chapter 3

	"General Tajah? Your bath is ready."
	Tajah snapped out of her flashback daydream, returning to the present. 
Theo had filled the bathing pool as she had requested and had removed his 
clothes as she had asked.
	She was pleased to see that he was as muscular underneath his clothes and 
that it was not just his arms. She also noted his excitement at thier both being 
naked, but knew such a behavior was a natural response to her beauty, so she 
decided to overlook it.
	"Join me in the pool," she requested
	"Yes General" he responded.
	"When I am in the palace address me as 'your greatness,' or 'princess' 
since I am more than a general, call me 'general' on the battlefield," Tajah 
told him
	"Yes, your greatness," Theo affirmed.
	They entered the bathing pool and Tajah rested as Theo lathered and washed 
her. He found it equally as enjoyable as the massage. "What is it you wish to 
gain from your serving me?" Tajah asked Theo.
	"I wish to learn fighting skills from your greatness, the greatest warrior 
of Rolan." he replied.
	"And what shall you do with these skills you learn from me?" the princess 
inquired.
	"I shall use them to defend Rolan from her enemies, Princess Tajah," Theo 
said
	"You realize that you could never possibly achive my level of power and 
skill and that everything you learn from me you can only perform at a lesser 
level, don't you?"
	"Yes, I do."
	"Good, lather me again," she commanded, "Do you have a wife, Theo?"
	"No, I do not," he said, lathering her mighty body again.
	"Do you have a lover?" asked the princess general.
	"No, your greatness," he said, "Do you have a lover?"
	"No, I have yet to find a man strong enough in heart to be my love, I know 
I cannot find one strong enough in body. When I do find such a man, I will take 
him for a husband," she said
	After this, Tajah and Theo exited the pool and he proceeded to dry off her 
majestic body. He helped her prepare for the queen's court. Tajah insisted that 
he only be concerned with her hair and her jewlery, she would find a more 
appropriate animal skin for the occasion. She chose a long skirt and a top she 
had made from a brown bear.
	When all was done, Seth and Galvin returned from thier assignments. Tajah 
thanked them for their obedience and rewarded them by having a fine meal sent to 
thier quarters. Tajah had one more assignment for Theo, he would be her escort 
for the evening since she enjoyed his company.
	After they left, Seth surveyed the quarters of the princess general. It 
would be easy to sneak in on her while she slept, since his quarters were 
located in the hall nearby. The guards would be no problem to dispose of. 
	After all these years, Seth would have his shot at assassinating the 
princess. He would finally have a chance at eliminating the queen as well. 
General Nadin's death would finally be avenged and the nation of Stalgin would 
be able to usurp the lands of Rolan because the Rolan army would be without its 
mighty leader.
	Seth returned to his quarters for his meal, as he enjoyed one of the 
finest meals of his life, he plotted how he would take the powerful General 
Tajah out.

To be continued...