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The way he rubbed against her was like he was marking her with his scent. His kisses along her pale flesh, his arms wrapping around her. They’re mess mixing together like a concoction of sinful bliss as they enjoyed each other. Hearing him speak her name, hooded eyes watched him as he proclaimed his intention to never forget. That made her stomach knot as she frowned slightly, a clawed hand reaching up to now cup his cheek in kind. A small smile came to her plush lips as she shook her head. “Never.. how could I forget?” She purred brining him in for a kiss before she ripped herself away and buried her face in the crook of his neck kissing the damp skin tenderly. She had never felt so safe to be this soft and kind to another. It was a wonderful feeling. Nephviri hummed against his skin as she began to feel more aroused by the minute, letting a hand slip between their bodies she would guide his throbbing prick against her aroused sex and wanted to let him have the opportunity to make sure she doesn’t forget.

theres alot of potential with this one, and its the first group where a member could actually become a god or at least a less god. i had a outsider in mind but i fear there may be complications with the aspect i wanted to try creating cuz it seemed too vauge

Gin worked her firm pale body with what could be describe as a ruthless efficiency. With each time her powerful pale thighs would squeeze his head he'd steady his rythem honing his ability to work her body. His greedy tongue lapping up her juices as they flowed so freely from her pussy, coating his face, bread, and his tongue. However the one thing that would cause a break in his concentration would be that damned tail wrapping around his slick swollen member. As it would pump his length he could feel it getting stiffer, until it was as hard steel. His cock would ooze precum from its tip as it dripped down and rolled over her tail it acted as lubrication for this already other worldly stimulation. He would dig his nails into her thighs as deep moans would escape his lips the vibrations travling from his skilled tongue to her most senstive area. Hearing her call out his name was, so enthralling it was like she'd put a spell on him. As she called out those magic words Gin would steady himself, his rythem, his pace all of it honed like the edge of fine blade, until she finally erupted in orgasm. He tried to keep up this stimulation through her climaxe but he was overwhelmed himself. His cock along with her tail now soaked in his own secretions. He pulled his head back from his hips thrusting against her tail. "Fuck, ergh, Nephviri." He would place hands on either side of her hips as he nearly collapsed from the intensity of this feeling his cock would erupt, spraying his hot thick cum onto the floor beneath them. So wasteful he'd think as he adjust her slightly so she would rest back onto his cum. His cock unfazed by his first orgasm, the archers stamina showing its bounds. His lips would slowly travel back up her body his each wet kiss leaving a small glistening mark on her pale skin. His hands would cup her breast before his mouth arrived there. He kept his body pressed flush against her his sweat mixing with her own. His face slipped between her breasts as he would bite and suck, leaving more marks on her otherwise perfect priceline skin. Now his body pressed on her his eyes would lock with hers as he reached up lightly cupped her cheek. "Nephviri" his voice soft, compassionate, almost loving "Promise you'll never forget me. No matter what happens tell me you'll remember this night. I know i will." Gin would hold this postion for a moment, letting his emotions pour out of him like a spring from the earth. His lips would slowly lower down to hers kissing her deeply, both sharing their tastes with each other. The slow gentle kiss slowly increasing in passion. His hand on her cheek shifting from there to her shoulders. His pads digging into her skin. His hands would then begin to greedily pull at her body he wanted to feel more of her. He wanted to experience ever inch of this perfect moment. He'd already littered her body with his own marking but their was only one thing was left claim. This time though it would be brought about by explosion of lust it would be the culmination of the freeing of themselves from the chains of the past. The solidifying of their feeling for each other. The creation of a union the Gin would only let be broken through his passing. This burning in his heart would soon be quenched, but by whom?

With the sad blessing of her mother Luna set off for on her own for the first time in her life, to make a living off of weaving and designing beautiful dresses for the world and make her mother proud. Luna is both excited and scared at the same time due to all the new people she's destined to meet and dangers she will encounter. After a few hours Luna decided to stop of the side of the road for a quick break before traveling again, thinking to herself this is going to be a lot harder than she thought it was going to be. she laid back in the fresh snow her mother's last words still fresh in her mind tears starting to build in her eyes, she wiped them away sitting up fast "im going to do it mom and make you proud." Luna grabbed a quick snack from her chart and pushed forwards determination in her eyes pulling the cart as fast as she could taking 30 min breaks to keep up her energy until night fall. As the sun starts to set and the moon kisses the sky Luna looks for a good spot to lay down for the night, she spots a small clearing just off the side of the road and sets up the tent she made with her mother years ago and gathers some timber for a fire for warmth. sitting next to the fire Luna pulls out a old, rugged book she has had since she was 10 and skims threw it looking at all the dresses, she made stopping on one of the first ones she designed, this was the first one her mother truly loved, Luna thought to herself this is the one I going to start with just you for you mom, Luna pulled out some thread and her mother's weaving tools she left and started to craft the cloth needed to start. only spending a couple hours on it before dozing off. Luna put away her things and crawled into her tent laying her head down for the night. When the morning sun rises Luna reluctantly opened her eyes although she was use to sleeping on the ground this morning seemed to be the worst as her neck was stiff and back tight, Luna slowly crawled out of the tent to find that snow and completely covered the ground, as Luna looked around she could see the road and had forgotten what direction she walked to get to this clearing panic started to set it as she frantically tried to retrace her steps. Edited Friday at 12:56 by eclipse1oo

I'm starting to feel like this club is dead. Or no one wants to do role play with me cause I'm new. Maybe I'm just bad at it....

With the sad blessing of her mother Luna set off for on her own for the first time in her life, to make a living off of weaving and designing beautiful dresses for the world and make her mother proud. Luna is both excited and scared at the same time due to all the new people she's destined to meet and dangers she will encounter. After a few hours Luna decided to stop of the side of the road for a quick break before traveling again, thinking to herself this is going to be a lot harder than she thought it was going to be. she laid back in the fresh snow her mother's last words still fresh in her mind tears starting to build in her eyes, she wiped them away sitting up fast "im going to do it mom and make you proud." Luna grabbed a quick snack from her chart and pushed forwards determination in her eyes pulling the cart as fast as she could taking 30 min breaks to keep up her energy until night fall. As the sun starts to set and the moon kisses the sky Luna looks for a good spot to lay down for the night, she spots a small clearing just off the side of the road and sets up the tent she made with her mother years ago and gathers some timber for a fire for warmth. sitting next to the fire Luna pulls out a old, rugged book she has had since she was 10 and skims threw it looking at all the dresses, she made stopping on one of the first ones she designed, this was the first one her mother truly loved, Luna thought to herself this is the one I going to start with just you for you mom, Luna pulled out some thread and her mother's weaving tools she left and started to craft the cloth needed to start. only spending a couple hours on it before dozing off. Luna put away her things and crawled into her tent laying her head down for the night. When the morning sun rises Luna reluctantly opened her eyes although she was use to sleeping on the ground this morning seemed to be the worst as her neck was stiff and back tight, Luna slowly crawled out of the tent to find that snow and completely covered the ground, as Luna looked around she could see the road and had forgotten what direction she walked to get to this clearing panic started to set it as she frantically tried to retrace her steps.

Name: Luna Grace Age: 24 Occupation: Traveling silk weaver Outsider of Worship (If Applicable): None yet Place of Residence (Or its nearest Landmark): small fishing village north of the Elven Village Cel'Doe (on the move) Bio: Luna is a shy girl, that prefers to spend most of her time weaving silks and stitching them into pretty dresses, a talent she learned from her mother when she was young growing up in a small fishing village just north of the Elven Village Cel'Doe, although the clothing they made together were more for warmth than luxury Luna dreamed designing gorgeous dresses that would be worn by the wealthy during balls and fancy outings. As the years passed and Luna got old and more experienced in her craft, Luna's mother fell ill, Luna did everything she could to nurse her mother back to health, trying to sell blankets, jackets and sails, as fast as she could make them to raise enough money to buy the medicine needed to heal her mother, but no matter how much medicine she bought or soups she would make Luna's mother didn't seem to get any better. Months went by with Luna struggling to cure her mother when Luna's mother said to her " I want you to stop worrying about me my young love it's my time to go it ok." and pointed to the chest at the foot of her bed "Follow your dreams make those dresses I watch you sketch, fall in love and be happy, I will be watching over you." with tears in her eyes Luna kissed her mother's head one last time whispering to her I love you one last time, and walked to the chest at the foot of her bed, inside was a set of weaving tools and a stash of gold with a note that said "Luna's Dream." Luna wipped away her tears and dragged the chest out to their cart loading it with some supplies for the road and some weaving supplies only enough she would be able to move since they hadn't owned any animals and went to find the village leader to look after her mother tell she passed before setting off into unknown lands and make her mother proud of her. Kinks: Bathing, BDSM, Blowjobs, Bondage, Breasts, Consensual Sex, Cumshots, Facials, Handjobs, Impregnation. Limits: Gore, Anal, Ass to Mouth, Bukkake, Cheating, Food Play, Orgies, Rape, Strap-Ons, Torture, Horror Reference Image (Or detailed Description): Luna is 5'6'' 95 Lb's, averagely built, (a little curvy) cup size 36 D.

so I believe I got my character all ready to go if someone can look over her and give me some feedback that would be nice, and on top of that i made my first RP post, I'm not 100% sure if I did it in the right place, I'm still really new to this site and could use some help.

Nephviri squirmed under him as she tried to catch her breath. Her ack arched and her toes pointed as he brought her more and more pleasure. Her body was on fire, his already hot touch only ignited the sexual heat coming off of her. His lips and teeth marked her up and only got the sweetest sounds from her as she enjoyed the attention to detail he laid out for her body. She licked her lips moaning and hands went to her perky breasts, rubbing her hard nipples in tandem with the anticipation of the next actions he would take. His fingers were squeezed and soaked by her pussy as it ate the new finger her introduced and would wring around his dexterous digits. Her walls had a mind of their own, when he continued to rub at her sweet spot making her hips rise as she was now on her tip toes. Her tail thumping against the old wooden floor from her sexual experience. She hadn't been pleased before, at least not like this; most of her experiences were lack luster or unenthusiastic as she would fake it. Maybe it was because of their dire situation but this was hot and she didn't have to think about it. His voice mocking her instructions made her white flesh flush pink all over. He teased her and put her on edge only to make her head and shoulders creep back, exposing her long slender neck and her mouth agape with pleasure as she took in shaky, breathy moans. Lips popping from her thighs she felt him leave more of his marks on her body. She loved how she bruised so easily because of him. His teeth marks clearly imbedded in her flesh showing the world she was a plaything, a piece of meat for this archer to enjoy as the snowy storm outside raged on. Knees brought up closer to her chest she let her hands hold up the back of her thighs as she used the tips of her fingers to spread her pussy as he let that droplet of saliva add to her moistened slit. Now balancing on her upper back and shoulders she was in a vulnerable position but what could she do other than obey the man before her. "Ah~ Gin!" She gave a strained moan as she shuddered as his lips made a seal around her quivering pussy and his tongue dove into her depths with little resistance. Her tail began to rub and seek out his cock as it wasn't fair that he was getting all the fun of pleasing his partner. She didn't even get to make him cum which made her wonder if she hadnt done a good enough job before. His long nose at her clit got her jolting here and there, a squeeze from her thighs maybe as she just let it all happen. Her eyes couldn't focus on anything as she would stare up at him between her breasts and legs. She could see small streams of his saliva and her juice trickle down her pubic mound and onto her stomach as they indulged in each other. The moment turned to minutes and then a while later as her tail pumped his cock those red orbs of hers could see the slick mess she marked his beard with. It made her give him a toothy grin as now she was exposed to the cold air panting ready for more. But to her surprise he gave just that, fingers and tongue, completely ravaged her being with such appendages and mewled like a cat in heat. Nephviri would let her tail match his speed as she wanted to cum, she wanted to cum with him; no she wanted to feel him coat her insides once more and the thought alone made her body tense and tighten around him. Thighs tightening around his head as he ate as her core, walls spasming as she moaned his name over and over again. "Gin... oh Gin! Ahn! I'm going to cum! Oh no I'm going to cum!" Nephviri cried out into the empty home as they continued to indulge in the moment before she began buck her hips some. She was cumming, violently good as her face even twisted into a lewd visage. Her black tongue hanging out some as her eyes crossed. Her fingers would grip harder sinking into her supple flesh as she enjoyed every moment of him continuing to drag out her orgasm.

Name: Garland Albereht Age: 26 Occupation: Woodsman Outsider of Worship (If Applicable): None Yet Place of Residence (Or its nearest Landmark): Farming Village Olfrons Bio: Garland is an energetic but otherwise normal resident of the village of Olfrons. Though not native to the village, he moved there six years ago following his departure from the Capital City Vellos where his parents live. Wanting to make a living for himself, he took the chance to move to the humble village for a life somewhere relatively surrounded by nature. He operates as a woodsman for the village, making lumber of trees for his own or other villager use, although he also takes the time to plant trees to replace those he fells. He's considered kind and friendly to nature, with a fondness for plants and animals he can never grow out of. However, as an energetic male, he also seeks thrills and adventure on his terms, another perk of leaving his parent's nest. He often assists the village with hunting game or repelling more monstrous threats that don't belong near to the village, sometimes for a small sum and sometimes for the good of it. A quiet, peaceful life would never suit him, and so often he makes excursions around Olfrons to butt heads with creature trouble to make life a bit easier for its residents. Aware of the mild conflicts and oppositions between demons and angels, he usually tries to stay out of their way rather than be caught in their games, but he doesn't have any dislike for them either. As far as he's concerned, he's yet to meet a favorite due to his wariness. Kinks: Many, but the simplest are Oral (giving and receiving), Switch play (doesn't mind Dom or Sub), size differences (more a turn on than an absolute necessity), vaginal and anal, and breastplay (all sizes apply). More innocent kinks include kissing, cuddling, and romance. Limits: Gore, Scat, Vore, the usual suspects Reference Image (Or detailed Description): He stands at a height of 5'9, with a weight of 178 lbs. Through exercise, swinging his favorite axes, and hefting around large pieces of wood, Garland has grown up as a fairly strong individual. Stories among the kids of Olfrons mention he once wrestled a bear in the nearby forest for fun, but no one knows how true that is. All he knows is that he doesn't mind a wildly exaggerated story here or there, as long as it has some truth to it.

His hand would shift its postion sliding so he vould slip a second finger into her tight slit providing her with a heightened sense of fullness, however it still didn't compare to him prior. Lips would begin to move down her from her breasts, his teeth nipping at her skin leaving a trail of saliva, and bite marks down her body. His entire body moving further in the process until she would feel the heft of his shoulders pressing into her thighs keeping her legs spread. He looked up her with a devious grin. "Harder, more, make you remember. So many instructions, all so easily followed." He cooed breathly before he'd press his lips down hard against the toned muscles of her thighs sucking hard his tounge gliding across her smooth flesh. His finger would push deeper curling up against her pelvis as the increased in tempo his palm press flat against the top of slit providing both internal and external stimulation of her nethers. His mouth would pull back from her thigh with a wet pop, his own spit trickling onto his bearded face. "Say my name!" He order loudly his eyes a mix of animalistic lust, passion, and a deeply human craving for companionship, and connections. He would grab her knees and roll her hips back exposing her needy slit to him. He would spit down on watching for the briefest of moments as it ran along her quivering folds. His head then lunged downwards between her legs. His tongue delving into her slit. Though not as immediately snake-like as her, it still displayed its own serpentine qualities and slither into her, coiling and flicking at her g-spot. His nose pressed against her clit alerting her to every movement his body made. His strong, callused hand dug into her moonlit flesh. He would remain down buried between. Her legs for a long time, longer then one may expect, but he was stranger to a lack of air. His mouth would suddenly pull back, her juicies and his own saliva causing his beard to glisten slightly. He would take a deep breath his eyes darting back up to her for a moment before disappearing yet again between her legs. This time however his tongue found its home on her sensitive little bud. His left hand relquishing its hold on her leg so it could plung itself into her. His middle and ring finger slipping deep into her hot angelic hole. His fingers moving in rythem with tongue. His lips pressing down around the area surrounding her clit providing a small bit of suction agaisnt his tongue while swirled and slithered across its surface. His fingers curling upward against her pelvis, one curling, while the other extended. The cacophony of feeling, and stimulations swelling and roaring to a crescendo of passion and lust. His mouth so eagerly pleasing her slit. His finger fucking her wanton hole. All the while, a melody of sweet, impassioned, moans poured from the depths of Gins throat. Making it exceptionally clear how much he enjoyed this, pleasing Nephviri. Making her succumb to her own carnel pleasures. Gin himself becoming lost to the passion, craving nothing more then give her something that would extend far beyond this single moment in time. Something that would burn itself in her memory regardless of the path they choose to walk. A memory of the time they shared together.

Nephviri was taken back by his reaction. It was far too honest and it made her a little bashful. She had to concentrate so not to seem daunted by his encouraging words. His hips began to shorten the distance between her face and his pelvis and he began to shove himself down her throat. The action caused her mouth to saliva and begin to dribble down her chin as the sloppy sounds of her sucking of his cock emanated throughout the empty home. Despite his large phallus dipping deep into her throat her body enjoyed being suffocated with vivacious thrusts. Each one made her pussy clench as her arousal would drip to the floor. Each time was like a small memory to what happened upstairs. It was hot and feral, she liked that about him. As a man he was honest with his desires and he wasn’t afraid to be vocal about it. “mmmphf!” She moaned and slurped at his cock only to be forced against him for the longest moment. She couldn’t breathe! Her eyes opened to look up at him tears of discomfort streaming down her face. Lashes fluttered to his quick thrusts as she just kept up the suction to the best of her ability swallowing and gurgling as his cock churning her saliva in her throat. Gawking and the naughty sounds of her mouth along with the evidence dripping down his balls was enough to clearly see how much the both of them enjoyed pleasing the other. One final push of her head into his pelvis she felt her knees buckle as she was becoming light headed. Then he would push her back, the long coiled tendril that was her Imgur unraveled and left a delicious pop as she gasped for air trembling on the bed catching her breath. How delightfully rude of him. Kisses peppered her body and she would sigh out in pleasure panting to get the air she so desperately needed. Dark orbs watched him as she felt every nerve pay attention to where he was touching. Listening to him she would just giggle to herself and let her arms slip behind her neck and into the long threads of her hair. She stretched, and elongated for him as he went with the sensual tickle approach. It worked as he got her to shudder and goosebumps flushed from where her touched down her legs. Those rough fingers of his made an impression against her baby smooth slit. Being albino had its merits, hairless everywhere except where it mattered. Nephviri’s breath hitched when he began to tease her with the promise of his middle finger penetrating her. “I couldn’t agree more~” she cooed as she curled into his whisper and met his kiss with equal enthusiasm. His human tongue was cute and made her swoon as his taste was wonderful. Her clit now being teased, her hips lightly bobbed to his circular motions as her thighs tightened around his arm. Parting ways from the kiss she jus shrugged smiling mischievously as her brows would hike in pleasure as she visibly would breathe out slowly. “Yes, more a little harder~” she mused as she felt he was being fairly gentle after the earlier display of lust. When he slapped her cunt she squeaked in surprise and just stared at him a moment before biting her bottom lip. A brow quirked as her eyes traveled down between them as she watched his arm and fingers work. When his lips met her skin her back arched and the back of her palms covered her eyes as she let the moment take her. Unabashed she felt every heated breath, every lick and suckle of his lips the bruised her skin with his need to warm her pale skin up more. Nephviri giggled out in a yelp as his teeth bit at her nipple and his mouth engulfed her breast flesh. His finger finally invaded her soaked nethers and she would spread her legs for him as he pressed against her gspot so expertly. Her tail thrashed underneath her knocking loudly in delight against the blankets and wooden floor. “Ahn of fuck ah!!! Oh mm oh god nngh ah~” her voice continued as he continued to be possessive of her breasts leaving them riddled in hickeys and saliva. Her mind was going blank as she was on the tip on her toes, legs lifting in the air helping him with better angles as her walls squeezed his fingers. “Yes fuck yes make me remember!” She cried out at his mercy.

They way her forked tounge coiled and slither across his memeber was something he had never experienced, something most men would only dream of he could contain his arousal. He would moan, and grunt loudly the more she would work on the length of his shaft. "Fuck that is Viri suck that cock ~Fuuuck~" he groaned out softly as he felt himself begin to loose more of his composure. Now he would thrust in harder matching her movements. Seeing her eyes clamp shut as small tears escaped them, her drool dribbling down her chin. He couldn't help himself how could anyone. His fingers on her porcelain skin would dig into them when he felt her arms on his thighs. He could feel his, cock so close to entering her throat, the sounds of her gags, and the vigor at which she was servicing his rod made him unbelievable hard. "I can't, I need urgh" he grunt loudly as he pulled her shoulders hard into him, while pushed his hips hard into her face. Their was a brief moment of tension, his steely rod bending as it hit on the back of her throat. Suddenly that tension was released as he pushed the head down into her throat. His head would crane back in pleasure, as he let out loud unintelligible groan. He would keep the pressure on his shoulders as he worked his hips fast shallow thrusts into her, the feeling of the tight walls of her throat clenching around his cock. He would hold her their her nose burried in his public hair, his cock plunged deep into her throst before he would push her off him, back onto the bed. He crawl on top of her his lips lighting peeking small kisses over he nude body before he would move to her to speak. "I'm sorry Nephviri I couldn't help myself, you just felt so amazing, they way you worked my cock was mmhmm otherworldly." He would coo softly into her ear. His other hand slowly tickling down her stomach, pushing her legs apart. His index and ring finger laying on either side of her dewy slit. His middle finger slowly trailing across it pushing down just hard enough to part her lips slightly. "Its not fair that I'm the only made to feel so good, allow me to return the favor" he'd tease lightly into her ear before his mouth would move to her lips kissing her deeply. He didn't seem to mind that his cock was just burried inside. His tongue would quickly move to replace it pushing in passed her fangs tasting her sweet saliva mix in his own. His middle finger would now push down between her slipper lips resing in her clit the pad of his finger circling it slowly. "Do like that? Do you want more?" He pull away and smirk softly. His hand pulling back and lightly slap her slit, before returning to their pervious postion. His lips would begin to trail down her pristine, freshly bathed body, to her pert breasts. His hot breath pouring out over nipple followed by the tip of his tongue lightly flicking her nipple. His mouth would press down on the tender flesh of breast as he sucked hard his teeth pressing into her flesh. Simultaneously, his middle finger push into opening pressing up against her public bone curling up against it back and forth slowly. His mouth finally relquished the flesh now a deep red and purple as her blood pooled to the service. "I want to riddle this body with my markings, I want you to remember this even after we done." He'd coo sweetly before his mouth return to her breasts his tongue greedily dragging from breast to breast, nipple to nipple before he would suck one of her pink buds into his mouth his lips pressing down on it as his tongue flicked the tip in rythem his his finger in her slit.

Nephviri looked to him and smiled, that long tongue of hers coiling around the length of his cock. His movements and twitches were enticing. It was like having prey between her claws and she was toying with it. Honestly this was the best feeling. He let her do as she liked, and boy did she like him. His taste, his sounds, his touch; never had she let a male touch her head like this. Woo her like this and make her feel so easily in awe of how ravenous with lust she could be for him. His words felt sincere but he needn't compliment her for something she wanted to do. Her lips creating a tight vacuum as he slipped in and out of her mouth. The tip constantly hitting the back of her throat to have her twitch and gag some as he continued to grow until fully erect. She loved how his cock filled her cheeks and how he tasted. She loved the feel of his skin and the muscle that strained to be contained against her plump lips. It was enough to rouse her, her make her slit slick and dewy with desire. Her service was slow and tight, consistently wet, warm. Breathing through her nose she began to moan herself and mewl to his sounds. Her cheeks blushing as she continued to gyrate her head back and forth. Hands on her shoulders she flinched some, her shoulders staying up and tight only to slowly lower as her own hands gripped his hips for stability. Faster, the sounds began to become wetter, sloppier as her saliva began to dribble down her chin from her effort. Her eyes had to close as they filled with tears from how his the curve of that tip pressed down into her throat more. Nephviri wanted more, she wanted to feel him be more vulnerable, more like hers. She wanted him and that was all that mattered as she greedily sucked away at the cock that made her swoon with desire.

Name: Nilueth Age: 23 Occupation: Ex-scholar and philosopher, now ranger. Place of Residence: Outskirts of the farming vilage, Olfrons. Bio: A human female, she was once a lucky individual to be chosen as an apprentice and study under the tutelage of famous scholars and philosophers of the capital city, Vellos. But after entering a heated debate in regards to the angels and demons hovering over them, nerves were struck and her priviledge to be considered as one of them stripped from her person at the age of sixteen. Living in the outskirts of her birth home, Olfrons. Where she and her companion, a grey wolf helps her in day to day schedule of hunting for food. The members of her hometown barely remembers her presence, nothing more than a passing thought in their every day lives as the looming presence of resentment grows in the heart of the woods. Nilueth is known for her quiet and intimidating presence, opportunistic by nature and will do anything to achieve her goals, but as for Nilueth's plan for the day she reintegrates back to the community that casted her off is left to vaguety. Kinks: Female domination, powerplay, sub partners, shotacon, noncon, size difference Limits: Scat, unrealistic proportions, vore Reference of Image

Gin in his breif moment of insecurity and fear would all wash off him, like the dirt and grim from the days works. He felt clean, secure, happy he wanted to say something in this moment but to ruin such an intimate silence with his own speech would be pointless instead his soft green eyes would pour over her pale porcelain skin every inch of her body displayed to him. Did she feel as exposed as he did, or was this some other way the two differed. His eyes would hang on her burises and scratches, if only he'd been faster, he could have prevented it. Then he'd notice the marks he had made on her, ones she seemed to wear with an unspoken pride, weather or not she did was a different story. As she would step closer to him almost instinctively he would step towards her. His desire welling in his gut, his cock responding in kind. It would stiffen slightly, perking up. He was transfixed on her. Her breasts, her pert nipples, the way her tail and hips sways so rythemically with her confident determined steps. She inspired him, not to fight for her, or to take her, but instead to have the confidence in body and skills and movements. He would stand straight his shoulder rolled back his muscles tense with anticipation. His gaze finally shifting back up to her. When he would see the one thing that would truely set his heart ablaze, her eyes. Those beautiful Ruby red eyes locked on him, his body, his soul. "It seems we are in agreement then. Good" feeling her lips press on his neck his hands would greedily pull her to him feeling his flesh hot, damp from sweat. He felt her breast against his flesh as she began to move further down. His breath would hitch as she kissed old scares. "You dont~" his voice would catch in his throat as she moved to another. His knees locked out as he would slowly run his finger through her velvety smooth locks letting it fall down her back. Her hungry lips exploring her body made him feel so wanted, his desire for her only deepening. This wasn't a moment driven by lust or desire this was passion and intimacy. He would shudder softly he felt her claws run along his body, she was so gentle even though she knew he was strong enough to handle her at best she treated him with care. Finally on her knees before him, it made him feel like a king, she elevated him to height he'd never been too. His eyes never leaving her form when her eyes shot to his he would buck forward slight his cock began to twitch, eager anticipating. Feeling the length of her tongue slide along his member caused his entire body to shake as he let out low deep groan. "Fuck Nephrive that's ~" cut off by her sharp fangs nipping at his tender expose flesh his cock would react in kind stiffening more though still not fully erect. Her warm breath paired with the soft kiss to his growing head would cause him to reach down resting his hand on her head his finger running through her hair. When she took him inside her mouth the hot wet saliva coating his member she could feel him grow more in her mouth. As she began to move his eyes would shut for a moment his mind racing with thoughts of how he could please her later before he was over taken by the ecstacy of her mouth sinking to the base of his member. He was hard so incredibly hard. His cock now at its full length in her mouth it press against the back of her throat, would she still be able to take all of him now that was fully erect his. His thick member sliding across her forked tongue would pry a howl of pleasure from lips. "It feels so good. You're amazing Nephrivi" he would growl out softly through his clenched teeth. He would begin to play a more active role now still allowing her to move at her own pace as she serviced him. His hips would begin to thrust into her mouth forcing more of his length into mouth his hands reaching down to her shoulders as he was desperate to feel more of her touch. He would let out a series of low deep groans. "Don't stop," he pleaded as his finger dug into her shoulders as he held her body any way he could. His knees would shake slightly from the pleasure but he would remain stalwart in his upright confident pose. The way her skin looked in firelight was immaculate truely the most beautiful sight he'd ever seen. How long would he let this go on, he never wanted it to end but he too desired to service her, make her feel like his queen. He could only resist so long and his patience was wearing thin.

His little speech was most enticing; he knew how to be poetic with his words as if it was natural like breathing air. Such lofty words and ideals, yet they attracted her attention and thought to them. Does that mean he didn't want to leave either after this mission was done? It would be a fun time regardless of if they continued being intimate or not. He was quite skilled and would be an asset in what ever her future plans are for the time being. However with that said she would not 'use' him like others before him. He was much too special to her for that. A smile came to her lips as she nodded at his proposition to just dedicate that limited time for themselves. It was a most intimate request and she couldn't turn it down. As he got closer she let him slip his arm around her and hold her so close. His fingers settling along her natural lines and curves of her body as she just smiled up to him. Nephviri's tail base was thicker than the rest of her tail but that was to be expected as he could feel every involuntary sway and twitch at his finger tips. Intently she waited for him to speak as she rested in the palm of his hand, nothing came but a soft flurry of kisses befell her lips to be matched by her own. This was nice and sent tingles of pleasure from her lips down to the tip of her tail. Everything continued agonizingly slowly, but it was full of passion and tempting touches. Their hips locked together, their chests pressed to one another. They would feel each others breathing and heart beats as everything began to align and work in tandem as one. Butterflies tickled her stomach as she opened her eyes a moment feeling his hand move to her neck. She enjoyed how his grip was lax and yet firm, almost on reflex if she ever tried to leave that spot. One last kiss and he would pull away taking off his clothes. Every action she watched with an intense glamour. The belt landing on the ground brought her gaze down before his words brought it back up. Those words made her heart thump hard in her chest as she instinctively began to reach up to calm herself as he was nude before her. Red eyes looking him up and down as she could feel his vulnerability and how uncomfortable it was for him. A small grin came to her lips once more as she looked over all of his scars and tattoos. To her it was more of a story than something to be insecure about. Dainty fingers curling around the hem of her night dress she would take it off of her revealing a much more pristine canvas that was her skin. Her scars were more mental and emotional but what laid on her now were the marks he put on her from earlier and the bruises and scratches from the fight with the Spider queen. Letting the fabric fall to the ground she walked out of it and up to him before making eyes contact for a moment. On her tip toes she kissed his nose and then his lips before a purr in her throat came out instinctively. "Good. I want that too." She whispered, breath no longer calm as she then began to kiss down his neck, then to one cut, to a different scar and then to the tattoos on his body. Down and down she kissed as her clawed fingers followed behind appreciating his form. Until finally she was on her knees face to face with his semi hard cock. Eyes shot up to give him some eyes contact before she would open her mouth and that long black tongue of hers came out. Split down the middle the muscle was soaked in her saliva as it began to drip and slather up the back of his cock to his pelvis. nip of her teeth at the tight skin before her hands held his hips in place. She enjoyed how she aroused him, how she was able to make him twitch and shudder from her actions. Heated breath panting on the tip all the while she kept the eye contact, she lingered before her mouth let his cock sink in as she took it all inside feeling it slowly grow before pulling back. Nephviri was showing her appreciation for him by giving him proper service. Nose flared as her plump lips kissed the tip only to sink him in back and forth only half way this time as the room began to fill up with the slippery sounds of her lips and tongue taking him to the base every time.

Listening to her words while Gin would manipulate her body streching, popping, and cracking all her sore and achey joints. To Gin this was just a small part of his nightly routine one of which he wanted to bring Nephrivi in on, give her chance to relaxe more deeply after a long hard day like the one they had just had. Gin felt good extremely good, relaxed, confident, and happy for the first time in a long time he'd felt happy. All of his sour thoughts carried away by the winter winds whipping around the home. The growing heat and tension in the room, would also make Gin sweat slightly. When she would turn and speak to him he felt his heart thump hard in chest, all of her words seemed to melt away at his anger, his hatred to the world he'd been thrust too. "You want me to be myself?" He repeated almost shocked to hear those words. What did that mean? What did she mean? "All I can ever be is me, and all you can ever be is you. Perhaps together we can achieve something greater. Something more than just ourselves. Our time on this plane is limited surely, but our time together is only limited by out desire to spend it together." He spoke slowly calmly his tone warm, comforting. He knew as much as she did that after this mission the two could part ways never seeing each other again. A small fling with someone he felt so much passion for so much desire he didn't know what they could be but he wanted then to be something more, something greater. Make love to her? Did Gin even know how to do that, he knew how to court a women, how to sleep with one but to make love that was something he didn't know. His time leading this slow, intimate waltz seemed like it was just getting started, but now he was set to go into uncharted territory. One if his strong arms would warp around her waist just above her tail and pull her hips close his gently holding her. His other hand would move to her face brushing across her cheek lightly before cupping her face lightly. He'd lean in slowly his mouth opening to speak, he wanted so desperately to affirm to her his intent to make love to her, but nothing would come out. Instead he kissed her once softly his lips pressing into her own the hair of his beard tickling her senstive flesh. The kisses continued slowly fueled by a deep intimacy he wanted to share. As the soft slow kissing would continue his hand would slide from her soft cheek down around the nape of her neck lightly cradling it pulling her to him. He would step closer pressing his body against hers feeling her more intensly now as the warm light of fire light the room he could see her. Not just her body or face but all of her everthing that made he who she was. He wanted that more than anything. Slowly he'd pull away his hands moving to belt as he did it slowly his eyes transfixed on her. *clang* his heavy belt feel hard on the floor "I want to lay myself bare to you. I want you to experience myself laid bare to you, and you to I. Nephrivi I want nothing more than to make love to you." He cooed softly. He'd kick off his pants slowly revealing his entire self to her all of his wounds, new and old, the scar that was permanent reminder to him the useless druidic tattos that spread across his body. Now as he stood naked, exposed to her his face would flush, he'd never felt so vulnerable to another person, but he wanted to give that Nephrivi, to his first love.

Gin masterfully seemed to know how to make the Infernal woman at a loss for words. "yeah you should have. You just said it was stout." She complained clearly blindsided by the taste but it was half hearted as they had a good laugh at her expense. Watching him take a large chug of it her eyes widened only to huff seeing him unphased by the burning sensation of the alcohol. He made it look so easy. It was fine she preferred her honey mead over that drink. When he got closer to her she would slightly back up and blush some as he knew how to entice her curiosity too. "More than just an Archer?" She repeated unsure as to what he meant. His words made her question many things but his hands brought her breathing to become heavier and wanting more. "I...I just want you to be you..." She couldn't articulate better thoughts as she had never been teased like this let alone asked such an obscure question. Their interactions from this point on was like a waltz. He would move her as he wanted and she let him lead. He stretched her arm over her chest causing a small sound to come from her as the pressure felt good. However because of the pressure he was cracking her bones. Pops and cracks could be heard which made her moan out in relief. She had been wound up very tight not getting an ounce of proper R&R for herself. "Mmm that feels so good~" She was also a little drunk from the combo of alcohol. Just because she drank it didn't mean she had a tolerance, so she was a little more 'loose' with her inhibitions. Hands all over her shoulders and back, it was like an long intimate tango that she did not know the steps to. In order to keep herself upright she had to close her eyes, but she could feel him al over her. He liked his fingers on her skin the way he made his fingers dance along her strained muscles. "I didn't know that..." She said taking a moment to open her eyes to see him up close once more. Her heart began to race as he looked especially yummy this close. So close she could taste him as she was tempted to close the gap further. However despite her desire she was lead further by his motions, her arms doing as he wanted, chest presented to him as she was cracked beautifully once more. This was relieving not only tension in her body but any place she was sore from their previous battle. "Im surprised now mmm~" She proclaimed letting her head lean to the side as she panted and was breaking out into a small sweat from the stretching. Not only was the area hot, but she wasn't used to this kind of physical engagement. Gasping softly when he released her arms she would shake it off some as her tail shimmied all the same. Nephviri watched Gin closely wondering how he learned how to do this. "Where did you learn these techniques?" She said softly as she shuddered from his finger finding the slit of her gown holding her in place with but the gesture of his fingers alone, she dared not move. Hands behind her back she whipped her hair to the side to look at him only to be met with a knee buckling kiss to her neck. She would giggle some and coo enjoying the sensation. She allowed him to bind her this way as he asked his question. When he let go she twirled around immediately coming face to face with him. Due to her balance being somewhat impaired she braced herself on his chest. Face nuzzling into his pectorals as her fingers played with the non-flexed muscle. Nephviri felt she could have her fun too as he deliberately was toying with her. Though she felt there was some sincerity to his question. Tail swaying back and forth in no particular pattern or order as she would grin up at him. "I want you to be you. I already answered you before. Its not fun to make you pretend when our time is limited." Unfortunately she was unable to hold her tongue about that truth but there was sadness indicating she didn't want their time to end. "Can you make love to me?" Her whole body blushed as she looked up to this rugged man. She was serious and embarrassed to ask. Nephviri never made love, there was assault and then just unhealthy fucking which did no one favors as she was quite the commodity to the point where she was held prisoner for a while. This was an honest request she wanted to know what it felt like. "If not I understand..." Sighing in a rushed disappointment she would look away at the fire taking some comfort in its wild dance of flames and ash.

Gin couldn't help but feel a sense of acceptance, and comfort when Viri had finally given in to his desire to let him care for her. He knew in his heart the time would come for the two go their separate ways, but Gin was focused on staying with her for as long as he could manage. Seeing her greedily drink down his brew was a sight that could only make him laugh, deep, hardy and from his gut forcing Gin to pause while he was streching. He would look at her a wide smile plastered across his face. "I supposed I should have mentioned it was for sipping, I thought you'd handle it better than that" he tease playfully picking the bottle up and taking a long drink match her own. With a small sway in his movement he would take step closer to Nephviri leaning while he spoke "You know I could more than just archer right?" He'd coo softly as he let his warm finger tips trail down her pale arms until he would grab her wrist and pull it up shoulder. "I am more than archer Nephviri, how much of that do you want me to be?" His voice deep, and smooth as honey. He would pull her right arm across her chest streching her shoulder blade and upper back. She'd feel begin to apply a frim gently pressure against her arm careful not to over extend her muscles. He step closer again trapping her arm between them. Lightly he'd place his fingers on her back as he drug his nails across the muscles she was currently streching. "You feel that? I imagine all the somatic components of your incantations strain this body." He smile softly his breath inches from her lips. He'd take her other arm and do the same process. Then he'd take her arm raise it a over her head, then bend her elbow back so her palm was reaching towards her spine. This movement would force her voluptuous chest to press against Gins bare skin. His hand would reach behind her back and pulled hand down towards the ground. "You may be surprised at the things I know." He smirked as he gently shifted to her other arm. All of his moved to felt so deliberately places, and effortlessly smooth. He pull her other arm down gently so she could not only feel the strech more deeply but so that she could also see his muscles closer. He'd take a step back letting her arms come to rest, where ever she pleased. He'd place one hand just above her hip bone and drag it across her front as he walked behind her slowly his finger catching the slit in her gown pulling it along with him as he walked. Gin would then press his body against hers from behind once again their two bodies so easily coming together. His strong callused hands would move up from her hips riding her perfect curves to her shoulder, then tickling their way back down to wrists. He pull them back behind her slowly bracing her body with own. Now streching her shoulder and chest he would lean in and place one steamy kiss on her neck. "Tell me Nephviri what you want me to be" he'd whisper softly into her ear before he would release the strech letting her muscles relaxe a little bit. The drink did alway make Gin feel confident perhaps a little overconfident, that didn't matter to him though. He had her right where he wanted her.

His words made her heart pang with some anxiety. Though it was sincere she had a feeling it was fleeting; again the inevitable of them departing from one another loomed. However given they were snowed in, she allowed this grace and would put her mind at ease by acknowledging his kindness and accepting it anyway. "Alright you win." Nephviri would giggle some in her throat as she would sigh and take in his scent being this close. It was becoming her favorite smell rather quickly. Normally she was much more wary of those she gave affection to but with him it came so easily. It was chilling but also invigorating to her being. "Humble? I don't know the meaning of the word. You have to grab the world by the balls and show it what you are made of. Only when you reach the top should you be humble." She said giggling and beaming, taking another swig of her honey mead. When he took the water skin from her she would continue to eat the soup and munch on the bread as she enjoyed his company. She was feeling so good, satiated on many levels: food, drink, company. What more could she ask for? Then he burped and she almost had her mead fly out through her nose as she choked some and laughed. Wiping her lips of the alcohol she would nudge the side of his shoulder with her fist showing she didn't care. When one is alone its hard to break habits like that so she had no issue with it. Nephviri was not a high born lady nor was she a prude. "Tis alright. I have no qualms with it. Just don't blow it in my direction." She said as she then would raise a brow to his proclamation that he had made better himself. "Oh that is high claim sir." She said as she eyed the bottle. The smoked liquid looked like a strong ale of sorts but she would be mistaken as she did not heed his warning of it being stout. It was like liquid fire going down her throat, and it was strong. She had taken a large chug not realizing this and feeling the liquid mark her insides with its heat. She made a face and struggled to keep her composure as her bare feet slapped against the wood. Nephviri, once calmed, would look at the bottle with some disgust as she felt the burn ease. This was more than anything she had ever tasted before; and because of it, despite having eaten she would slowly become tipsy as the night would go on and they would exchange drinks. Soaking up the remaining broth on her last piece of torn bread she would shove it in her mouth and past her fangs as she would lick her fingers watching him get up. In the fire he could see her more Infernal features more closely. Eyeing him from across the way she watched him as he would begin to stretch. Was he not cold, or maybe was the fire that hot? Still watching his muscles work under his skin stirred a spurned desire for more of his flesh. Her cheeks rosy as she would slowly stand getting a handle on her balance before letting the rob fall to the ground revealing her black velvet night gown underneath. The air was still brisk but not like before as the fire raged in their favor. Having been warmed by their previous contact, the food and now the drink she was eager to learn. "Yeah teach me... show me how an archer like yourself would help a warlock such as I" She said softly as she played coy, hands on her hips, her tail swaying mischievously as she had a rather dreamy expression about her.

Gin couldn't help but feel sympathy and a sort of kinship with her, they both lost their parents and now both forced to find their place in a world where many wouldn't expect them. When she would hold him tightly letting her feel the hardness of his body. As she nuzzeled down into him he would graciously allow some more space for her. When she would speak to he would nod softly. "Everyone needs someone to worry about them. Let me do this for you." He cooed sweetly a hand moving into her long silvered locks feeling the delicate strands run between his callused fingers. When the two would break their embrace he would smile and begin to slowly eat his meal, he would savor every bite he took. "Oh so humble." He would snicker as he reached over and patted her back playfully. His bowl empty and just a small amount of broth resting in the bottom he would tilt the bowl up greedily lapping up what was left. With a loud sigh he would let out a loud, satisfied burp, "Oh shit, I'm sorry that's rude isn't it? I'm so used to just letting out." He would laugh loudly the warm food in his belly seemed to boost his mood, or perhaps it was the gratification from their carnal exchange prior. He would set his bowl down and take her water skin. "Oh is it?" He'd bring it to his nose and smell it. Then he take a long drink from the bottle. He'd wipe his lips and offer it back to her, with a playful grin he'd retort."I've had better." He reach into his pouch and thumb around for a moment before he pull out a clear glass container filled with a smokey brown liquid. He'd pop the quark and take a drink of it. "Now this is good. I brew it myself, I'll warn you though it's stout." He set the bottle on the ground next to her before he would stand up. Gin would walk around for a little while before he would begin a dedicated sterching routine. Each movement slow and controled the tension in his muscles would begin to evaporate slowly. As he work his body his toned muscles would flex and strech, giving Viri a rather brilliant display of the power of his body. As his routine would continue his stretches would get more advanced and intricate. He would pause for moment looking up at. "I think you may benefit from a little streching. It does wonders to help alleviate the soreness after a good fight. I can show you if you'd like." He smile softly kipping back up to his feet he would walk back towards her and offer his hand. "Come on don't be shy, we can drink more afterwards." A playful grin coming across his bearded face.

Nephviri just shake her head and sigh some as his comment was a sad truth he brought to her attention. He was just as lonely as she was it seemed. "Shut up. Its not about need so much as making sure it closes and doesn't become infected. If we are to continue this quest... together at least, I-I need you in tip top form." She said slightly flustered as she felt herself blushing in embarrassment from her own statement. Such a silly reason but it was why she felt the way she did. When he went back to mention the food she nodded softly understanding his point. They didn't know how long they would be in this cabin as the storm raged on outside. The winds howling creating disturbing noises. It only added to her haunting story. When Gin came close and embraced her, she was unsure as to what to do. Her body reacted how anyone's would and she would embrace him tightly. She didn't like the pity and the sympathy. It happened not long ago but still it was not so important anymore. She was alive they weren't. "Thank you for those words of encouragement. I'm fine though so you don't need to worry about someone like me." She nuzzled her face into his shoulder enjoying his warmth. The moment was sweet and sincere but she was happy to have met such a compassionate man; she was lucky. Continuing to eat the food she was quite pleased with herself having made fresh food and bread. Her stomach was thankful and she felt replenished, fulfilled in many aspect of her own well being. "Of course I am right." She stated haughtily and with much pride as a big smile curled upon her plush lips. Another spoonful she would then eat a bit more before taking a drink of honey mead from a water skin. Reaching over across the distance she would offer him some to drink. "This is also good." She proclaimed as her demeanor seemed much softer than when they had met. She was still hard and tough but with him she was able to be soft for short spurts of time.

"Well I'm glad you think not terrible that is in fact a start" he would giggle along side her. "I wouldn't know if food tasted better with company. I eat alone most nights." He would sigh softly. "However I would be happy to find out". When she would crawl towards him with the needle and thread in hand he would happily put his bowl down for her. "You know you don't need to do this for me" he'd whisper softly now that the two were so close. He knew how this would feel he's done it himself before. As she would begin to stich up the would he would take a single slow deep breath his body still, and the bleeding itself seemed to slow significantly almost as if he'd slowed down his heart rate. Once she had completed his her task he would flash a her a wide toothy grin before scooping back up his bowl. "I'm sure I could indulge myself a little with some more, but it's important to start rationing early you never know when things would take a turn for the worst." He didn't want to contradic her only make her aware of his thoughts. As she began to speak about her past Gin would stop eating and lay his bowl down he would slowly, cautiously reach his hand to rest it on her shoulder to silently comfort her and give her a sense security with him. He would listen deeply to her words and could read the sorrow in her eyes. When she would pause he'd watch her body curl up, he'd never once seen her attempt to diminish herself like that and it hurt his heart in ways he couldn't fully understand. He would turn more to face he didn't need her to tell him what had happened he could put two and two together even if he was wrong he knew whatever it was it was certainly terrible. He would pull her into a tight embrace resting her head on his shoulder. His fingers would run lightly through her hair. "You don't need to speak anymore about this should not desire to. You're pain is unfathomable. I know that pain and that anguish will never truely go away, but if only for the most fleeting of moments I'd like help you forget. I am sorry Nephviri." He would rest his head softly atop hers as has hand moved to gently rub her back. "You do not need to feel shame for this or anything." Gin would hold her like that for as long as she would remain in his arms. Once she would pull away she could see in eyes a sense of compassion she'd likely never known. He would lean over and scoop another spoon full of the food into his bowl as if to acknowledge that people, things could change even if it was just one small step at a time. He look down into food before taking a spoonful into his mouth. His head would lean back as he called "mmmppphh so good" his the chill from air and the heat from stew would create a large stream of steam from his mouth like a juvenile dragon. He would glance over swallowing his mouthful. "You are right"

Nephviri heard the creaking of the stairs and immediately lifted up her head as she looked over to him. He could probably tell how even she was pleasantly happy to see him. Though her eyes narrowed as she caught him holding onto the wound that was filling her nostrils with the coppery scent of blood. Looking him over she was happy to have had the Unseen Servant clean their clothes enough for them to be comfortable. Her tail slithering around the floor before stopping and looking at him with an expression he hadn’t seen her make before. “It would be rude to eat without you. Plus doesn’t company make the food better?” She asked somewhat not really to get an answer. His statement made her smile as she nodded in agreement. “I would like the same. You’re not too terrible for an elf.” She teased a bit a soft giggle going past her lips. Picking up the needle and thread she was suddenly handed a steamy hot bowl of food and would peak into the quirking a brow. Looking to his portion she tilted her head curiously. “You can have more. There will be plenty for tomorrow and we can hunt if necessary.” She pointed out to let him indulge. “Hmm but to answer your question I can’t cook to save my life. I learned a spell called Unseen Servant. It cooks cleans and does menial tasks I don’t feel like doing… Though I do know good food combinations so that’s about all I contributed to this.” Referring back to the suggestion of rabbit and the bone marrow for the hearty stew. Setting her bowl down and crawling over to him she made him set down his bowl as well. “Let me take care of that for you.” Nephviri stated firmly as she wanted to keep her word and sew him up. When he did as she suggested she pulled out some alcohol from her bag and would wet a clean piece of cloth before pressing it into his wound to further sterilize. “It’s going to hurt just bare with it.” She let the sting of the wound distract him from her beginning to stitch him up nice and flexible for when he moved. Dabbing away the blood she would then put some pressure before helping wrapping up his side so he wouldn’t bleed anymore. Nephviri went back to her seat picking up their bowls and would hand him back his once he got used to the pain. His question did make her freeze a moment before she contemplated thoughtfully. “It’s not a nice story. I honestly don’t like speaking about it.” She admitted as even her voice sounded heartbroken and sullen. “But if you must know my mother was Human and my Father was and Infernal man. I never met either of them. And I was raised by my community. Turns out they were an evil demonic cult and when I came of age I was..” she stopped and curled into herself some. Despite being an Infernal being she was still human and so felt just as deeply. “Let’s just say it was not a good day for me. I took revenge and went feral destroying my clan.. it’s why anything possibly cult related I try to intervene and take care of it.” She was vague with a lot of her explanation. However it was clear it was painful for her to reminisce. Not to mention if he knew what happened he probably would not want to touch her again. To be violated in such a way was a deep scar and she blamed herself for much of it.