Talk:Succubus/@comment-25204624-20150315053039/@comment-25409001-20150316145402

'Well isnt this swell' I think to myself, as I catiously stepped out the door. I look around to see if any of the monsters, mainly Succubi that were attack noticed me. I may be knowlagable of the 'heretical' text that Order doesn't allow to be publically released, in which is detailed that monsters did not want to kill and/or eat you instead insist on turning you into their beloved husbands. I still don't want to join the monsters in unholy matromony and pledge my religion to the Demon Lord(ess?), faith to the Chief God yo. So I step out, making sure that my rucksack was in a safe and easily reachable spot.

So I carefull make way through the lewd battlefield, making sure I ration my knock out powder enough so that I don't run out in the first ten minutes as past-experience has taught me. Hey you would surprised at how frequent monsters attack Order villagers, sure they preach on how their peaceful but they really just as war-mongering as Order. As such I carefully make my way through town, leaving behind unconcious bodies in my path. Eventually I reach the edge of town, and towards the stable. I took out my rope, fashion it into a soft of hort harness (Y'know the ones that they put into their mouths) with the spoon behind the metal part. I climbed onto a random horse, silently thankful that it didn not buck me off and rode off. So I wait until the village has either repelled the monsters or gets conquered. On another note, the torch was good impomtru camp-fire.