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â–ş Gunmar, what are 5 things you love about Empress Bloodmoon & Fujimoto?
â–ş Good!Gunmar, what are 5 things you like about Margie?
"Her ferocity, her resilience, her drive, her bloodthirst, and her smile."
Good Gunmar rubs his chin, thinking.
"I suppose I like her vigor, she savors life in a way few do. The beauty of nature is a true wonder to her, she sees my land as I see it. She is an excellent hunter, ferocious, yet kind. She's a soft thing, but I do care for her."
â–ş Kill the thrall closest to you. Proximity, not relationship.
He shrugs. He takes a parlargk spear and stabs a young Thrall.
The thrall chokes on blood, clutching the spear.
His looks more confused than afraid, he doesn't feel the pain, just a terrible, terrible sense of cold.
His grasping hands meet Dictatious' hands for a moment, then he slips limply to the ground.
The rest of the thralls refuse to look at him.
â–ş Smack Dictatious' ass. Show no mercy.
She goes behind Dictatious while he was announcing to an army of Thralls. She snack his ass hard.
“YIP!”
“THIS ASS IS MINE!” She slaps it again and runs away. Dictatious blushes as everyone stares at him.
â–ş pick a song and pole dance to it!
Abigor thought for a while, he did have a pole that he barely use so he dressed accordingly. His outfit looked similar to angel dust. He placed on the song poison and used what he could remember from previous classes to dance on the pole.
Pudd and Strewth give him space, but they are watching respectfully.
Well, not SO respectfully. Strewth whistles and tosses a coin to Abigor playfully.

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â–ş Eat one of your mates.
“You didn’t specify how” Abigor made a sly smirk. “Ohhh Pudd, GIVE ME THAT PUSSY”
Pudd is hiding from the graylings with her younglings cuddled to her underside, her helmets on to try and defend from stray M!A's and runes.
my favourite weird bat-avocado simp
The brain hurts.
I'm going to hide in a cave and sleep.
@milo-the-wise
Milo was standing near the pub, waiting for costumers to pay for his services. It’s a slow day.
Grike winked at Milo as they lead yet another soldier out of the pub for some 'private favors.'
A hand gripped Milo's ass, suddenly, kneading it.
"You're looking awful lonely, Galadrigal." Eunice purred.
My lovely girl Nika was attacked!
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Artfight attack of Milo! And Hayden!
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Thats the issue...if its linked to the recent birth, then the is issue isn't visible on the surface. It could be internal bleeding or my birth canal could be damaged. We won't know how serious it is unless you...cut me open *ingrid winced at the idea* but it's probably not that. I'm probably just dehydrated! *she forced a smile*
Gunmar rose to his feet, frowning sharply.
"Bring water." He orders the nearest thrall, and they do so.
"It should comfort you to know your handmaidens will soon be back from their outposts." Gunmar stated.
Another one thank you
Grike isn't as chipper as usual as they come home, there's a limp in their stride.
Tzane looks at them, his ears lifting up for a moment in worry. “Love? Are you alright?”
Grike smiled, before falling over onto the ground, his eyes rolling back in his head.
“GRIKE” Tzane grabbed at his shoulders before checking the thrall’s pulse. He looked around for a moment before picking Grike up and bringing them to his room.
Tzane removed the armor and laided him flat on the bed. Wanting to make sure that he was comfortable when waking.
Grike sat up, groaning quietly, running a hand through their mane.
"Sorry.....Rust trolls had a party last night. Decided to see how many ruts I could take at once. Sore."
Tzanes eye twitched. He had just came back upstairs with a cup of water. His hand shook as it was squeezing the cup, it nearly broke in his hand, but he set it down before he could.
“No more of this” Tzane sat on the edge of the bed, his hands resting on his thighs.
Grike took the cup of water and downed it.
"What's that?" They asked, wiping their mouth on the back of their hand. They didn't understand.
“You will no longer allow others to take you. Not anymore,” Tzane turned to look at Grike “you will not please anyone’s desires, if they have a problem they come to me”
"But it ain't that simple!" Grike protested, "I've gotta eat, Tzane! It's how I earn my meat!"
That, and scavenging...
“Grike, I didn’t want to say this but, I am general now. In your army. I have more than enough food now to feed both me and you. To be fair my species makes dont need to eat much”
"I can't ask you to do that." Grike whispered, eyes wide with disbelief.
“You don’t have to ask me. You already have the privilege” he crawled up into the bed and pulled Grike into a hug. “The moment I decided that you would be my mate, was the moment that everything that is mine is yours”
Grike put a hand over his mouth.
He'd always dreamed of the day when someone would sweep him up and tell him he didn't have to sell his flesh anymore.
But he never dreamed.
"Are you real?" He whispered, nuzzling against Tzane's throat.
“As real as I am ever gonna get it” Tzane purred as held Grike, pulling him closer. He didn’t want to let go.
“I would do anything that would keep you happy”
"But what can I do for you?" Grike asked, a pleading in their voice. They returned the embrace, "What is it you want from me? You have to want something."
@milo-the-wise
Milo was standing near the pub, waiting for costumers to pay for his services. It’s a slow day.
Grike winked at Milo as they lead yet another soldier out of the pub for some 'private favors.'
A hand gripped Milo's ass, suddenly, kneading it.
"You're looking awful lonely, Galadrigal." Eunice purred.

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Past/teen aaarrrgghh compilatoion feat. Bular because i CAN
Grike isn't as chipper as usual as they come home, there's a limp in their stride.
Tzane looks at them, his ears lifting up for a moment in worry. “Love? Are you alright?”
Grike smiled, before falling over onto the ground, his eyes rolling back in his head.
“GRIKE” Tzane grabbed at his shoulders before checking the thrall’s pulse. He looked around for a moment before picking Grike up and bringing them to his room.
Tzane removed the armor and laided him flat on the bed. Wanting to make sure that he was comfortable when waking.
Grike sat up, groaning quietly, running a hand through their mane.
"Sorry.....Rust trolls had a party last night. Decided to see how many ruts I could take at once. Sore."
Tzanes eye twitched. He had just came back upstairs with a cup of water. His hand shook as it was squeezing the cup, it nearly broke in his hand, but he set it down before he could.
“No more of this” Tzane sat on the edge of the bed, his hands resting on his thighs.
Grike took the cup of water and downed it.
"What's that?" They asked, wiping their mouth on the back of their hand. They didn't understand.
“You will no longer allow others to take you. Not anymore,” Tzane turned to look at Grike “you will not please anyone’s desires, if they have a problem they come to me”
"But it ain't that simple!" Grike protested, "I've gotta eat, Tzane! It's how I earn my meat!"
That, and scavenging...
“Grike, I didn’t want to say this but, I am general now. In your army. I have more than enough food now to feed both me and you. To be fair my species makes dont need to eat much”
"I can't ask you to do that." Grike whispered, eyes wide with disbelief.
“You don’t have to ask me. You already have the privilege” he crawled up into the bed and pulled Grike into a hug. “The moment I decided that you would be my mate, was the moment that everything that is mine is yours”
Grike put a hand over his mouth.
He'd always dreamed of the day when someone would sweep him up and tell him he didn't have to sell his flesh anymore.
But he never dreamed.
"Are you real?" He whispered, nuzzling against Tzane's throat.