Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31595069-20180113024503/@comment-31595069-20180120052440

The bees led him to the hive bustling with activity. Bees making honey, flying in and out. Like a union of workers in a factory. Of course they picked up a nice helping of honey in a wooden bowl and held it to Riftvus’s face. “Here, this should help fill you up.” The bee smiled. The honey wasn’t of course not your average honey, it had of course traces of an aphrodisiac effect. But it was honey, thems good eatings and being taken care of by beautiful monster ladies? This was nice.