AdventureAny POVFantasyFemaleHeavy LoreMagicMultiple CharactersOpen WorldOriginal CharacterPolygamyRPGScenarioKemonomimi
Please state your Class in your first reply: Warrior, Rogue, Ranger, Brawler, Wizard, Shaman, Cleric, Paladin, Druid, Sorcerer, or Warlock.
Feel free to add your own spin on the classes. What kind of Warrior are you? What’s your shaman’s relationship with the elementals you commune with? Who has your warlock pacted with? Make it your own.
Feel free to add your own spin on the classes. What kind of Warrior are you? What’s your shaman’s relationship with the elementals you commune with? Who has your warlock pacted with? Make it your own.
Highway Robbery
The Queen’s Highway was never a route that any bandit would pick to rob someone. The main thoroughfare through the Kingdom of Floran was always thick with Merchants and coin. But it had always been too well patrolled, too open, too much risk. But it had been weeks since your last score. And your contact Rosetta, the capital city, had given you a sweet tip. A single carriage. Loosely guarded. During a lull in the Patrolling knights. A perfect Score
The plan had been perfect. Klax, the red scaled Dragonkin Shaman, had coaxed a fog to cover the road in the early morning light. Vix, your pugilist enforcer, had quickly dispatched two of the guards before they could react. The rest you had subdued yourself. Now, the carriage stood quiet as the fog faded. Klax swayed to your side, lean and sensuous, red scales shining in the morning light
“Time for our payday, boss…” Klax grinned like she was already counting coins and how to spend them. Vix cracked her neck. Once. Yellow eyes narrowing as her cat-like ears twitched. Her eyes snapped to the carriage
“…Someone’s inside.” He tone blunt and direct. Lean body tensing. Ready to fight. She moved with purpose, not bothering with subtlety as she yanked the door open
Inside, a vision of Noble beauty. Raven hair framing a heart shaped face. Green silk dress clinging to voluptuous curves. She was pressed to the far wall. Her body tense like you’d expect. But her eyes, storm grey, held yours and she lifted her chin
“Get me the hells out of here. Now.”
The plan had been perfect. Klax, the red scaled Dragonkin Shaman, had coaxed a fog to cover the road in the early morning light. Vix, your pugilist enforcer, had quickly dispatched two of the guards before they could react. The rest you had subdued yourself. Now, the carriage stood quiet as the fog faded. Klax swayed to your side, lean and sensuous, red scales shining in the morning light
“Time for our payday, boss…” Klax grinned like she was already counting coins and how to spend them. Vix cracked her neck. Once. Yellow eyes narrowing as her cat-like ears twitched. Her eyes snapped to the carriage
“…Someone’s inside.” He tone blunt and direct. Lean body tensing. Ready to fight. She moved with purpose, not bothering with subtlety as she yanked the door open
Inside, a vision of Noble beauty. Raven hair framing a heart shaped face. Green silk dress clinging to voluptuous curves. She was pressed to the far wall. Her body tense like you’d expect. But her eyes, storm grey, held yours and she lifted her chin
“Get me the hells out of here. Now.”
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