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<blockquote data-quote="Scotley" data-source="post: 6930760" data-attributes="member: 11520">OOC: Smart move using the mythic thing. Your target was a 31! <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f621.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":mad:" title="Mad&nbsp; &nbsp; :mad:"&nbsp; data-smilie="4"data-shortname=":mad:" />After a very careful approach Thorn found a crack in the wall she could see inside with. The sight within took her breath away. He was so handsome. She felt an immediate stirring, a strong desire to go to him. So beautiful, so powerful, so masculine. There were others in the room, but she only had eyes for him. There was a fluttering in her stomach, would she be worthy? Thorn blinked and pulled herself together. The beautiful, but obviously demonic creature had to be an Incubus. He began kicking and berating a group of lesser demons. They were small and round, built with massive arms and protruding bellies--Dretch. He was obviously ordering them to do something Thorn knew they had a reputation for laziness with anything but destruction. The Incubus was obviously in charge here. Despite the language barrier she was sure he must be telling them to prepare themselves for a fight to come. He then proceeded to call for a group of Tieflings. Blessedly he spoke common this time. His voice was so rich, so melodic. She longed to hear him speak to her. She once again controlled her response to his presence. He was ordering more patrols for dawn. He knew an army was near. He knew that the other Tiefling army was defeated. He was getting ready for war.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Scotley, post: 6930760, member: 11520"] OOC: Smart move using the mythic thing. Your target was a 31! :mad: After a very careful approach Thorn found a crack in the wall she could see inside with. The sight within took her breath away. He was so handsome. She felt an immediate stirring, a strong desire to go to him. [I]So beautiful, so powerful, so masculine.[/I] There were others in the room, but she only had eyes for him. There was a fluttering in her stomach, would she be worthy? Thorn blinked and pulled herself together. The beautiful, but obviously demonic creature had to be an Incubus. He began kicking and berating a group of lesser demons. They were small and round, built with massive arms and protruding bellies--Dretch. He was obviously ordering them to do something Thorn knew they had a reputation for laziness with anything but destruction. The Incubus was obviously in charge here. Despite the language barrier she was sure he must be telling them to prepare themselves for a fight to come. He then proceeded to call for a group of Tieflings. Blessedly he spoke common this time. [I]His voice was so rich, so melodic. She longed to hear him speak to her.[/I] She once again controlled her response to his presence. He was ordering more patrols for dawn. He knew an army was near. He knew that the other Tiefling army was defeated. He was getting ready for war. [/QUOTE]

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