Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32339712-20170620061713/@comment-24934423-20170803165816

(Apologies for the wait. Real life is pretty harsh sometimes.)

This hole is very similar to the previous one Victor has been in, only it's a bit more spacious. And the look in the Wurm's eyes as she slithers towards him and gently tugs at his clothes, telling him that she wants some more action.

This is going to be one heck of a morning.

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The Werewolf made an audible 'thud' as she's tossed away by the armored soldier. At the sound of the howls, though, the look on her face changes from annoyed to almost sinister. At this rate, they were going to get him.

The disarmed soldier ducks and weaves through the flora of the forest as he runs for dear life. He leaps over a high mound of dirt...and into a hole in the ground. Luckily for him, though, there was nothing inside. Aside from the smell of sex. This place was recently used.

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As the Mandragora disrobes Risp, she stops to stare at the grotesque indecency of his manhood. She reaches out and touches it with an index finger, almost unsure of what to do with it.

Risp, make your Con save now.