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Helka 1/5 (Personal Art)
This is another new character I'm adding to my list, in this case, my big girl Helka. Personality-wise, she's like Guts, but with fur.
She is the protagonist of a new series I'm creating called "The Scarlet Fury", here is chapter 1.
Helka is a permanent werewolf, cold-hearted, with a steely resolve and brute strength far superior to any formidable warrior. A Berserker-type fighter, she serves as the heavy muscle of the mercenary band known as "The Bloody Eagles". One night, Comodus, the band's leader, summoned all the members to inform them that the Duke of Berik had hired them to clear land occupied by the army of another, enemy duke. The battle was set for dawn the following day. Comodus was brief with his orders: "Listen up, you dogs! The beast (referring to Helka) will sweep the field alone with Duke Kael's men. The rest of you will finish off the wounded, and you have permission to take any personal belongings as plunder. Is everything clear?" Helka, for her part, did not respond; her gaze rested on her personal weapon, the Scarlet Fang, an immense, thick-bladed greatsword of the "Zweihander" (Two-handed) type, whose weight and height intimidate anyone who wants to take it; only those of great strength and resistance are worthy of carrying a weapon of such dimensions.
As dawn broke, the Bloody Eagles marched on, confident of the victory that would soon be theirs, and so it was. The battle was, as usual, a massacre. Duke Kael's soldiers were unprepared for the scarlet terror that swept through their ranks. Helka's strength was more than enough to take down several enemies. Each swing of the Scarlet Fang was a burst of momentum, a surge of power that not only sliced but crushed. The screams of the enemy soldiers were drowned out by Helka's fury. She even felt an intoxicating surge of life whenever her strength met the resistance of a shield or armor! An infantry knight charged at her, believing her thick armor would protect him. Helka simply stopped the sword strike with the Scarlet Fang and, with a silent roar, took a step forward. The momentum caused her to collide with the knight, whose body was thrown backward before he could even comprehend what had happened. Mercilessly, Helka brutally pierced the knight's chest with the enormous blade of the Scarlet Fang, inflicting a most agonizing death. When the carnage was over, the other members of the Bloody Eagles band moved in to dispatch the survivors and loot everything in their path. Once in no man's land, the allied mercenaries surveyed the trail of blood, entrails, and mutilated bodies left by Helka. Their eyes mingled with fear and a reluctant respect for the enormous werewolf woman, who sat on a rock, exhaling from the monumental effort she had made in the battle, her gaze lost in the distance.
Back at the fort, the distribution of pay took place in a tense calm. Comodus, exultant, counted gleaming gold coins and stuffed them into a large sack. “Good work, you dogs! Now, eat your crumbs and drink!” Comodus tossed a small pile of silver coins onto a blanket. “This is what’s left after paying for the beast’s upkeep and my negotiation expenses.” Complaints immediately erupted among the mercenaries, but Comodus ignored them. Helka, without a word, took her sword and headed for her refuge: a kind of cage made of metal bars and some hides, located in a secluded corner of the camp. For Helka, it was a habit, her self-imposed prison. Once she had stripped off her heavy armor and was left only in her loincloth, Helka was still standing, arranging the pieces of her armor on a display stand, but that moment was interrupted by Comodus’s shadow. He reeked of cheap alcohol and stale sweat. “Ah, look, my favorite killing machine,” Comodus muttered. Helka ignored him, but he approached her nonetheless, his eyes gleaming with drunken lust. “You’ve done a fine job today, my faithful beast. Don’t you want a special reward?” Before Helka could react, Comodus took advantage of her turning her back and, without warning, grabbed her buttocks. The air froze. Helka spun furiously toward Comodus, letting out a low, deep growl. Her one good eye, a bright yellow, pierced Comodus like a dagger. “I SWEAR I’LL SLIT LIKE A FUCKING FISH IF YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN!” Helka screamed, her voice as deep as the edge of her Scarlet Fang. Comodus laughed, but there was nervousness in his voice. “Don’t talk to me like that, you bitch!” Have you forgotten who feeds you? Who gave you the life those pathetic peasants couldn't give a beast like you? Seeing the enormous werewolf's insubordination, an enraged Comodus raised an old oak training stick and struck her across the face with all his might. After the impact, Helka's head merely twisted, and a small gash opened above her nose. Blood trickled from her muzzle, and she felt no pain; only the humiliation that consumed her from within. Without saying a word, Helka slipped into her cage alone to get away from Comodus.
"Learn your place, monster," Comodus spat furiously, slamming the door of Helka's cage shut. He turned and staggered toward the fort's bonfire. Helka, meanwhile, slid into her cage, her muscles tense with suppressed rage. She touched the still-fresh wound on her nose and saw the bright red blood staining her finger. Curling up, Helka pulled an old, worn rag doll from under the furs, a doll she'd had as a child, and hugged it to her lap. It was her only solace in a cruel and merciless world.
"It won't be a quick or dishonorable death. It will be a cruel and painful punishment. One day, Comodus, the beast you created will claim you," Helka told herself.
*References:
-https://www.furaffinity.net/view/33116900/
-https://previewsworld.com/SiteImage/MainImage/STL175211
-https://www.reddit.com/media?url=https%3A%2F%2Fi.redd.it%2Fhyw5r4xh3ouc1.jpeg
-https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=jwu6YmLEBj8&pp=ygUOYmVyc2VyayBmb3JjZXM%3D
*More Related Content:
-Chapter 2: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/63071625/
-Loincloth: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/62987346/
-Nude: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/62987426/
-RPG Style ENG: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/62987474/
-RPG Style SPA: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/62987515/
The Scarlet Fury (Series) © Me
Art & character (Helka) made by © Me
Derek/2025
She is the protagonist of a new series I'm creating called "The Scarlet Fury", here is chapter 1.
Helka is a permanent werewolf, cold-hearted, with a steely resolve and brute strength far superior to any formidable warrior. A Berserker-type fighter, she serves as the heavy muscle of the mercenary band known as "The Bloody Eagles". One night, Comodus, the band's leader, summoned all the members to inform them that the Duke of Berik had hired them to clear land occupied by the army of another, enemy duke. The battle was set for dawn the following day. Comodus was brief with his orders: "Listen up, you dogs! The beast (referring to Helka) will sweep the field alone with Duke Kael's men. The rest of you will finish off the wounded, and you have permission to take any personal belongings as plunder. Is everything clear?" Helka, for her part, did not respond; her gaze rested on her personal weapon, the Scarlet Fang, an immense, thick-bladed greatsword of the "Zweihander" (Two-handed) type, whose weight and height intimidate anyone who wants to take it; only those of great strength and resistance are worthy of carrying a weapon of such dimensions.
As dawn broke, the Bloody Eagles marched on, confident of the victory that would soon be theirs, and so it was. The battle was, as usual, a massacre. Duke Kael's soldiers were unprepared for the scarlet terror that swept through their ranks. Helka's strength was more than enough to take down several enemies. Each swing of the Scarlet Fang was a burst of momentum, a surge of power that not only sliced but crushed. The screams of the enemy soldiers were drowned out by Helka's fury. She even felt an intoxicating surge of life whenever her strength met the resistance of a shield or armor! An infantry knight charged at her, believing her thick armor would protect him. Helka simply stopped the sword strike with the Scarlet Fang and, with a silent roar, took a step forward. The momentum caused her to collide with the knight, whose body was thrown backward before he could even comprehend what had happened. Mercilessly, Helka brutally pierced the knight's chest with the enormous blade of the Scarlet Fang, inflicting a most agonizing death. When the carnage was over, the other members of the Bloody Eagles band moved in to dispatch the survivors and loot everything in their path. Once in no man's land, the allied mercenaries surveyed the trail of blood, entrails, and mutilated bodies left by Helka. Their eyes mingled with fear and a reluctant respect for the enormous werewolf woman, who sat on a rock, exhaling from the monumental effort she had made in the battle, her gaze lost in the distance.
Back at the fort, the distribution of pay took place in a tense calm. Comodus, exultant, counted gleaming gold coins and stuffed them into a large sack. “Good work, you dogs! Now, eat your crumbs and drink!” Comodus tossed a small pile of silver coins onto a blanket. “This is what’s left after paying for the beast’s upkeep and my negotiation expenses.” Complaints immediately erupted among the mercenaries, but Comodus ignored them. Helka, without a word, took her sword and headed for her refuge: a kind of cage made of metal bars and some hides, located in a secluded corner of the camp. For Helka, it was a habit, her self-imposed prison. Once she had stripped off her heavy armor and was left only in her loincloth, Helka was still standing, arranging the pieces of her armor on a display stand, but that moment was interrupted by Comodus’s shadow. He reeked of cheap alcohol and stale sweat. “Ah, look, my favorite killing machine,” Comodus muttered. Helka ignored him, but he approached her nonetheless, his eyes gleaming with drunken lust. “You’ve done a fine job today, my faithful beast. Don’t you want a special reward?” Before Helka could react, Comodus took advantage of her turning her back and, without warning, grabbed her buttocks. The air froze. Helka spun furiously toward Comodus, letting out a low, deep growl. Her one good eye, a bright yellow, pierced Comodus like a dagger. “I SWEAR I’LL SLIT LIKE A FUCKING FISH IF YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN!” Helka screamed, her voice as deep as the edge of her Scarlet Fang. Comodus laughed, but there was nervousness in his voice. “Don’t talk to me like that, you bitch!” Have you forgotten who feeds you? Who gave you the life those pathetic peasants couldn't give a beast like you? Seeing the enormous werewolf's insubordination, an enraged Comodus raised an old oak training stick and struck her across the face with all his might. After the impact, Helka's head merely twisted, and a small gash opened above her nose. Blood trickled from her muzzle, and she felt no pain; only the humiliation that consumed her from within. Without saying a word, Helka slipped into her cage alone to get away from Comodus.
"Learn your place, monster," Comodus spat furiously, slamming the door of Helka's cage shut. He turned and staggered toward the fort's bonfire. Helka, meanwhile, slid into her cage, her muscles tense with suppressed rage. She touched the still-fresh wound on her nose and saw the bright red blood staining her finger. Curling up, Helka pulled an old, worn rag doll from under the furs, a doll she'd had as a child, and hugged it to her lap. It was her only solace in a cruel and merciless world.
"It won't be a quick or dishonorable death. It will be a cruel and painful punishment. One day, Comodus, the beast you created will claim you," Helka told herself.
*References:
-https://www.furaffinity.net/view/33116900/
-https://previewsworld.com/SiteImage/MainImage/STL175211
-https://www.reddit.com/media?url=https%3A%2F%2Fi.redd.it%2Fhyw5r4xh3ouc1.jpeg
-https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=jwu6YmLEBj8&pp=ygUOYmVyc2VyayBmb3JjZXM%3D
*More Related Content:
-Chapter 2: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/63071625/
-Loincloth: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/62987346/
-Nude: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/62987426/
-RPG Style ENG: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/62987474/
-RPG Style SPA: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/62987515/
The Scarlet Fury (Series) © Me
Art & character (Helka) made by © Me
Derek/2025
Category Artwork (Digital) / Muscle
Species Werewolf / Lycanthrope
Size 1647 x 2238px
File Size 2.15 MB
Listed in Folders
I'm just starting to implement some things; she even fights a demon in one scene, but worse things are coming.
I invite you to check out this gallery to immerse yourself in the "Scarlet Fury" universe.
https://www.furaffinity.net/gallery.....The-First-Arc/
I invite you to check out this gallery to immerse yourself in the "Scarlet Fury" universe.
https://www.furaffinity.net/gallery.....The-First-Arc/
Oh Will Do.
Not sure if your interested in reading what I have.
But I too suggest reading from my own steadily created series, "Dark Lust, Wicked Prophecy".
https://www.furaffinity.net/gallery.....Fantasy-Series
Not sure if your interested in reading what I have.
But I too suggest reading from my own steadily created series, "Dark Lust, Wicked Prophecy".
https://www.furaffinity.net/gallery.....Fantasy-Series
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