Talk:Lamia/@comment-30129218-20161003002516

I made my own account just so I could try this. It's my first time and I hope you like :D   You are a loner. Six years ago, to avoid buckling under the stress and anxiety of dealing with humans on a daily basis, you finally had enough coin to move out of the city with a carriage full of your belongings and two hunting hounds. You built a cottage in a small clearing nestled deep within a massive forest and have been a bit lonely, but ultimately at peace with your decision ever since. One early morning, you and your hounds are following odd tracks in the rain-soaked earth when you come upon a strange sight. A lamia lies in a nest of her own tail. Alarming amounts of cuts and bites cover the expanse of her snake-half. Her human-half is draped over her bronze coils, her golden hair cascading nearly to the ground in a tangled mess. It's not clear if whatever injured her so survived the encounter, of if she was simply able to flee. Regardless, you have been standing for too long, and the restless whining of your hounds stirs her awake. She lifts herself up enough for you to see her face clearly. Doll-like amber eyes sat glowing on her softly rounded face. Her mouth was small yet her lips were plump and full. Speaking of full, her movements draw your attention to her hefty bare breasts, which sway gently as she braces herself on her elbows. She leans forward as she watches you. Her expression is tired, pleading.   What do you do?       