The half-orc's leering of the crimson haired gypsy was interrupted when he felt a body bumped off him. He turned to see the fool who had walked into him, giving the smaller man a tusked snarl. Grim's instincts were to give the human male a visual inspection and more importantly if he wore...
The half orc clapped in rhythm with the rest of the crowd watching the beautiful red haired gypsy perform her dance. That was the true tale of a good entertainer, having the ability and talent to get your audience involved. Clapping their hands to the beat as they all stared intently on each...
The woman screamed in horror at the half-orc's advance, scrambling from the chair she sat up to her feet and to the back of the room. This was not the first time a woman had shrieked at him. Wasn't the first time a woman had turn down his advance either. It only brought upon a tusked grin as he...
While stumbling drunk past the captain's quarters the Half-orc's saddle nose twitched as he caught sent of perfume. The delicious aroma was orgasmic to the mercenary's sense for he had spent some time aboard this galleon where his nostrils had been bombarded daily by the smell of sweaty unwashed...
And you people thought you were safe hiding here. Blame who ever left the doors unlocked, for I have arrived!
For the folks from Chaos, you people know me as Ryan/Strider Garon. I am happy to finally find a Medieval style rp since one of my favorites has shut down and closed their doors.
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