Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190627072353/@comment-26517142-20190715020551

Magenta looks towards Endier.. her head tilting almost off the root of her neck. "Adopt you? ADOPT you? You are old enough to be my lover! Do you honestly think that by adopting you, I would be cured of what ails me?"

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Rascarra's position is stoic and unchanged. She turns - only to summon a horde of her thralls emerging from the depths of her sail-like wings. They cover the area in a bathe of red... with her in the center..

"TRY me... HUMAN."