Talk:Wight/@comment-70.139.71.66-20140915215106

All it took was a quick invitation and before long you were surrounded by undead, but something about you kept them from jumping your bones and fucking you. It was a simple gathering of the undead as something felt... off. As you turn around, your eyes meet a Wight who had come alone and before long, you can feel yourself move closer to her and her to you, infatuated with each other as before long, a single inch keeps you both from even touching eachother.

What do you do?