Cleaver nods. "Yeah, we have a few of those poet types, human pretty boys. I never got the appeal of 'em myself, but they turn a good profit as...
Downstairs, he finds a breakfast prepared by his mother, though it's gone a little cold, since he woke up later than usual. In the courtyard,...
Heading into the carriage, she sees no one else around. In a place like this, she guesses, acts of violence are commonplace enough not to arouse...
"I don't think we need to moan anymore." Gustav chuckles, as he also unsheathes his blade. Downstairs, Trista sees the fight in full swing, with...
"We're going to get to know each other very well." She grins, as she takes one hand off of his cock and begins to massage his balls. Pushing him...
He nods. "We do, duchess."
(Okay. I couldn't see the number anywhere, so I used the same number as moonblack's character) Vixen sighs at the sight of the mess, and begins to...
Seeing that the place is even more decrepit than she thought, the young villain gives an irritated squeak. "Really? This place is a dump!" She...
Looking through the hole, she sees no one, though it's not a surprise, since she probably would have heard or smelt someone so close. Downstairs,...
"Now, I pay you for your time and effort." He hands her a purse filled with 500 crowns.
"Dwarves?" Cleaver laughs. "If I ever got a crack at her, she'd get addicted to my race." He boasts jovially. "Unfortunately, I don't think she's...
He rolls his eyes playfully. "If you choose to interpret it that way, I won't stop you."
Her skin warms his hands pleasantly as he touches her, and she leans in to kiss back.Her hand sliding down his chest soon finds its way to his...
Carlo Varese, AKA Cleaver, shakes his head. "Nope. I pay the church every month, and in return they stay out of my business for the most part....
Gustav nods with a grin. Listening out, they both hear the back door opening from the outside.
The dagger thumps into the man's chest, before a blast of telekinetic energy sends him sprawling onto his back. He tries to get up again, but...
Vixen stomps her foot irritably as the door refuses to budge, before sending forth a telekinetic blast to force it open.
"No princesses here to test it out on, I'm afraid." She uses some magic to dry herself faster, her body growing warm.
The man drops down as she expects, and lands on Gwyhyr, the sword piercing straight through him. The man behind then rushes to attack, but is hit...
Vixen looks around the place with a sigh, but doesn't get too disheartened. All it'll take to fix this place up is money, and that's not hard to...
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