Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160621173144/@comment-28358106-20160624204619

She lets me go, and I fall and stagger back. She looks at you, then me with concern.

"It's okay, baby," I pant. "He's strong."

Smiling, she steps forward and picks you up. It starts as a friendly hug. Then, you begin to be reminded that she is an Iron Golem. She's squeezing hard enough to easily injure a human, but not yet enough to dent your enchanted armor...