Muscle body type.
Our group was exhausted, to say the least. All six of us barely managed to climb out of that cave. Leeto, our dwarven healer, carried the rescued prince with him. Fatin and Ilo guarded our rear as Vasil and I had the front. Melesina had already reached our carriage. The large drakes strapped onto it […]
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How long had it been? I thought to myself, How long had it been since I had stepped down as the leader of this gang and turned into their slut? However long it had been, I still enjoyed getting bred by them almost daily and they didn’t seem to get tired of me either. Haaf,
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The men were getting desperate. Our small stone fort was falling apart, and we hadn’t found any good loot in weeks. Most of the crew were drunk or just getting there. I hadn’t fought my way all the way to the top for this. Sure, I had made some bad decisions in the past, but
It’s an easy job, I told myself as I bagged my things. You get in and you get out. Where your brethren had failed, you have the skills to finish this job. I took the scroll from my pillow into my hands and opened it to give it one last look. There he was. The
The warm rays of the morning sun woke me precisely where the foxling servant had left me. My naked body ached from the last night’s battering and I hardly had any strength to rise. Someone had brought a glass of shimmering liquid next to my night table. I stared at it for a while as
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