Talk:Liliraune/@comment-174.53.167.220-20150222152634/@comment-26219553-20150407103735

Having read through a copy of that new-fangled Monster Encylopedia written by some mysterious wandering scholar (don't ask me how I managed to get a copy smuggled past the Order. It was hard. Like, juggling-while-riding-a-unicycle hard), I know that this is pretty standard fare for lilliraunes and honey bees, and intervening might cause more harm than help. Holding my handkerchief over my nose to block out the worst of the lilliraunes' scent, I try to sneak off, preserving my virginity for another day.

At least, that was the plan.

I get spotted within three seconds of moving and the honeybees rush me- causing me to drop the handkerchief and catch a faceful of pheromones from the flower girls- dragging me into the lilliraunes' waiting arms. The five of us then proceed to have a passionate orgy for the rest of the day, and the lilliraune twins apparently liked me enough to decide they wanted to keep me.

Dagnabbit...