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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2015 11:53 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2015 2:30 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2015 2:55 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2015 5:47 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2015 6:53 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2015 7:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2015 12:36 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2015 5:29 pm
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Jenis Darena
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "That help with enlistment for another pair of hands?" He says, thumbing at the now bloated woman. Jenis probably wouldn't had noticed her situation has she not said a word. If that wasn't bizarre, he didn't know what was. In any case, he would consider adding her first mate, just for a bigger bonus.
Now an oblivious Nekomata was nuzzling this poor woman's belly. Had she been there 4 minutes prior, she probably wouldn't be getting this sort of idea. Her companion was luckily around, least he thought it was her master. "Jen, Aria, Rava. You might want to pull your Neko away from her. I'm sure that woman can explain herself. Concerning the job, yeah we're all considering to do it together. You two in on this? What about you miss?"Says, asking both male female humans.
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 10:09 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 3:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2015 11:30 am
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Orion& Shimu
Gun Mage | Wild Monk
Apart we are weak, but together we are unbreakable! A look of slight surprise came upon his face at the Dragoon's assumption. Shimu, while still drunk caught the hint of the man's tone of voice, instantly let go of the pregnant treasure hunter's belly. Turning on her heels she glared at the man a moment before storming over to him. Ignoring Bridget's body as it magically changed back into it's sultry slim form.
"So! You just assume that because I'm a Nekomata I'm this Human's Pet!?" he growled her twin tails flailing about. "Orrie is my pet! You stupid Dragon Man face!! Nyeh!!!" she pouted sticking her tongue out at the Dragoon cutely.
"Hey wait a minute! I'm not your pet! We're partners!" he spoke with annoyance crossing his arms. "Ignore her, she's not herself when she drinks! Stupid cat." obviously embarrassed he placed a hand to his face.
"What did you just say!?!?" suddenly turning around she glared at Orion her fingernails lengthening into claws. "S-Stupid!? H-How dare you after everything I've done for you!" slowly moving closer she backed Orion up to one of the nearby beams supporting the guild.
He swallowed as one of her clawed hands rammed into the beam missing a few inches of his face. Her other hand poised to strike. "Hey! Calm down Shimu! Y-You know I don't mean it! You're my best friend after all!" he spoke holding is hands up in hopes to get her to stop.
Her eyes slit as her drunken face stared at him violently. "Calm down!? You called me stupid and denied the fact that you're my pet! Why should I calm down!? Meowrrrrrr!!!" she hissed angrily.
This was one of the dangerous side effects to her drinking. Sometimes she wasn't always in her right mind and her anger would surface more. Orion stared at her as she hissed and growled. There was only one thing to do...
Quickly reaching up he began to scratch behind one of her ears. In the sweet spot he knew about. Suddenly she turned around and melted with his touch. Her claws shrunk and she clutched onto his shirt purring and nuzzling his chest. "Ooooohhhh!!! More!!! More!!! I love it when you scratch my ears Orrie! <3" she purred acting like an adorable little Nekomata child.
Orion looked over at the group with an embarrassed smile. "U-Uhh..yeah we'll be coming along. Ignore her she's normally not like this..." he spoke with a nervous smile.
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Myris
Swordswoman
My blades will be the last thing you'll ever see
The Night's Hangman was pretty empty as that stupid Orc captain set ashore to booze. Most of her crew, minus her second mate, went out to resupply for the trip ahead. Even pirates needed to keep their food, booze, and water stocked well for large trips. Sure most of it was stolen, but there were certain morsals that were only obtained in harbor towns.
Her blades danced in the wind as she practiced. Myris trained her body and skill constantly. The lithe elf may not have had the curves that most of her race had, but she was faster than most. Her beauty was in her face and mysterious alluring eyes. While the rowdy captain and her crew were gone it was a good idea to train and keep her wit and blades sharp. The elf kept to herself mostly, she was a sort of guest on the ship. A sword arm for the Orc to use upon their temporary contract.
That damned woman demanded Myris's gemmed necklace. One passed down through her family for ages, she was forced to part with it after requesting to board. And what does the green brute do with it? Pawn it off for booze and piercings! Her swings grew even more fierce just thinking about it. Taking a soft breath she calmed herself. Myris would do anything, sacrifice everything, to save her village. It was a sad loss but currently this was the only ship she could find that would allow a woman to board. A woman with swords.
She seemed to dance a little as she trained, all the men upon this ship loved to watch her train. A woman was a woman after all weather she had large curves like the Orc or not. Myris would slice any of them to bits if they tried anything though, love was not on her list of things to do. As well as get knocked up by some sleazy pirate! Myris kept her guard up and knew that this ship was only temporary. Soon she would find another ship to board, possibly a trade ship or something else not ridden with slobby pirates! Soon, she just had to remain patient.
Traveling for almost half the year since that incident Myris was starting to lost hope in finding the Phoenix Blades. The only swords that could cut through anything. Feathers from an ancient Golden Phoenix imbued within them the blades also held the possibility of restoring life. Hopefully they would be all she would need to reverse he petrification curse upon her woods and her home. Soon was a word she kept telling herself. One that she only had hope in. Soon it would all come together, and she would go back to the way things were! Then possibly after she would marry and bare a child or two if there was a man who she fancied after all.
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