onearmeddruid

I would prefer if he would convince the king to accept the marriage considering he is a warrior king and I pictured them marrying once

instead of rping multiple ocs

"fine" she says getting out of the bath

she looks at him

Name: Sigrun the forgetful Occupation: Druid Kingdom: land far off to the north sexuality: bisexual kinks:(if any) unknkwn turn offs(if any): unknown weapons(if any): broadsword, round shield appearance:  Backstory:  Hailing from the distant North she came down to the mad South to find an ancient sword buried underneath a Warrior's burial mound according to the seer from her home village. She has forgotten most of her life thanks to the cursed mad Southern lands. All she remembers is her name and that she is from the north for now. AS time goes on she forgets more and more. The lands of the south are cursed most who come forget everything and few ever find what they come looking for. theme:(optional)

Giant harem orgy?

"you are talking to a naked princess, mind you slaves don't wear just a loin cloth, so for all he knows you just got done bedding me" let a looks at him bright blue eyes watching him

"you're the one who showed up in it" she says leaning g her head to the side

"i cant do anything you have to go to him and tell him you want my hand in marriage" lena says sitting back into the bath

"he's in his throne room"

"you have to speak to father about that one" she says

she blinks curiously "you are yo lay with me?" she asks

Lena blinks "yes?" she sounds confused

Lena looks at him " what's a book?" She looks at him curiously

Lena stops In front of him looking at him waiting for his explanation as she stands naked in front of him

Lena walks up to him her breasts bouncing at each step " you're lying i could have your tongue cut out for it"

"so you travelled here? alone...... and became a Servant" she says as she rinses herself standing up as she does

"where are you from? she asks taking the soap and lathering herself up

The guards look at each other and allows him inside the door shutting behind him. the bathhouse was al arge room with mosaics decorated the walls the bath itself was the size of a small swimming pool

"I need soap from the stores" Lena calls out to the three men

both men look at him as lena watches from the bath . "wherea re the coals boy?" one of them asked a Lena shifted to watch what was happening at the door

Lena closes her eyes resting her head against the edge of the bath, steam rose out of the water as two guards stand guard outside the room re cloaks hang from their Bronze armor swords hanging off of their hips. Lena lazily tilts her head over to the entrance surprised to be seeing a rather handsome servant in the bath house

the sun rises on the city of Polemos the sun shining on the white war torn buildings, in the small palace Lena bathes in a bath house her water up to her breasts as she leans back looking at the Grecian Mosaics depicting battles of old

To the west across the sea the Grecian city states live in almost constant war, peace is hard to come by in this land, Politicians fight for power for the respective cities. none is as mighty as the city state of Polemos. The Spartan conditions of the city creates some of the most cunning, and powerful warriors, but none are as cunning as the king himself, and within the rather Austere palace his Daughter Lena Carras, her blonde hair glowing in the sunlight trains with the many warriors amongst her people.

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