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Oh! Come on voices! What makes you think dreg's domain will be any better? With Dahlia we at least know what we are dealing with. Horny traps. Horny creatures. Probably some permanent stretching and you don't have to worry about Alide with how possessive Dahlia is over Yulia. With Dreg? No...

Alright.... I will be frank. What is it with everyone borrowing my ropes?! I wrote one-off dungeon in private with some folks and everyone that saw that room of hanging ropes, used it in their own story without a hitch. Why even bother being a mage at this point? I will just sell those ropes...

Shout out to Majus and Tjf for carrying RPG section on the forums. Cheers!

Elf glaces around the building. As suspected, it was completely abandoned and after taking a walk around it, he doesn't even find any little stashes left by adventurous kids and other people that enjoy visiting such places. "How about we check upstairs? The bedrooms must be up there. You could...

Elf takes a look at the house. It doesn't strike him as odd or unusual. There are more empty houses in good condition than one would suspect, especially if owners disappeared recently or left to visit relatives. Usually people are quick to pounce onto the opportunity and grab a house in good...

I was browsing power Play section and found a story that said something about censoring content for people without chyoa account. Anyone knows how that works exactly?

Elf curses in his head as he walks right into the guards guarding the gate. He silently hopes that the plain cloak is enough to mask his distinctive outfit. Sadly his clean getaway was a bit more sloppy than he'd hoped but it's fault of the guild for giving him such a tricky target. If he gets...

Well. He just needs to get out of town. He thought about picking the redhead up and carrying her faster but decided against it. Even if she's a little sick still from the flowers, he wouldn't want her to get upset and start a ruckus. He keeps walking along the road towards the exit, glancing...

"Out of town. We will get away from this place and then you can decide what to do. Away from people constantly trying to force themselves onto you." Cerim wraps his arm gently around the redhead, supporting her wobbling form while starting to walk towards the exit out of the town. Elf now just...

He steps towards the redhead, covering up her mouth with his hands. "He's not dead. Calm down for elder tree's sake!" He scolds her like a parent. Maybe he misjudged the situation, maybe she didn't hate that fat merchant as much as she suspected or he didn't give her a reason to hate him yet...

The elf sighs as he sees where the pair is headed. Why nobody seems to live outside town in these parts? He is quite fond of little manors that he was used to visiting to receive his payment and have some fun with the owners afterwards. First he pulls out his thin cloak out if his bag and put...

The elf hums quietly under his nose, following after them to their destination. Elf's shoes land on the pavement with a soft pat, quiet sound melting into the buzzing of insects, blowing wind, and rustling curtains. He was filled to the brim with anticipation, already erect under his dress at...

@Tjf added all the plant that elf has on himself. let me know if you think I should change the list in some way.

Oh. So much for his plan. Elf couldn't help but chuckle as he sees the pair heading for the exit. In all honesty, it saved him some time. Who knows how many hours he'd need to spend at the feast before they leave. He might even get a chance to use pouch of fluorescent cyan powder he has in his...

Good. Good. That's exactly what he wants. Merchant is getting more drunk and noble gal is starting to feel the symptoms. Soon she should feel intense stomach pain and start throwing up. Elf does stop a flaw in his plan. How does he get the redhead out without too many guards seeing them...

Elf starts tapping table inpatiently. He needs to wait until the symptoms start showing proper then see if merchant starts drinking. He needs to be able to slip away with the redhead without merchant starting a ruckus. A little bored, elf starts to ponder a little. How would it be like to be...

Cerim returns to the table and takes a seat, getting another drink as he waits for what happens next. He is eager to see how it all goes. If she does eat the flowers, he will just need to get the merchant drunk enough that he won't be able to interfere and he can just carry the girl out. Hmmm...

"Is seeing a fat, dumb pig squealing after losing their toy not enough?" He smiles, grins. It looks odd, too wide, showing too many teeth, all of them to be exact. He quickly reins his grin in. The elf gets up from the privy and heads for the exit. It doesn't matter if she trusts him fully or...