WickedCadrach

truly fucked

Oh! Yeah, I didn't think you were. Sorry, I was quoting you so I could piggyback onto your question for the DM too. (I'm glad you liked it, though )

Yeeeeah, I took some liberties with my opening since it's all flavor until we meet at Syndra's. I hope that's OK.

Guilty-ish? Four cats, two dogs, a bird, a hamster, and a duck (not at the same time). The next person is easy going except for the one thing they have an intense opinion on.

Inoria's Prologue "My pony, sir," Inoria said, repeating herself more slowly but no less pleasantly. "I paid the boy a silver piece as I came in from buying supplies last evening, and he told me he'd stable my pony while I took supper. I just wanted to retrieve her." The gentle, musical quality of her voice—honed by temple chants and poetic prayers to the Lady of Love, Sune—was beginning to grow as strained as the smile frozen on her delicate, elven features. In her fingertips, an artfully folded invitation crinkled as she suppressed a tremble. However, repetition did not seem to clarify the issue for the grubby dwarf manning the bartop at the Oak and Crosier Inn. He merely looked her over, his cocked eye taking in the clean white and ruby red of her flowing robes, lingering where they curved around her modest breasts and the slender bump of her lithe hips, but ultimately settling on the fiery brass amulet around her slim neck and the brilliant orange-gold of her wide, doe-like eyes. As he did, Inoria felt a dreadful cold settle in her stomach like a mossy stone. "Don't have a lad what works the stables," the dwarf said, setting aside a clay mug and grabbing a fresh one to violate with the greasy rag in his hands. "T'would be Barnus or the lass tending the fire there," he added roughly, not an ounce of pity behind his words, and he accented his final point with a flick of the stained rag in Inoria's face. "If yer tryin' to play with me, I suggest ye take yer chicanery elsewhere, lass. I'll have none of it." Inoria blinked, swallowing back her nerves and trying to control them with the silent recitation of a manta before she spoke again. "Good sir, I... I believe I've been robbed—" "And I s'pose ye think my inn and staff are to blame fer it!" The dwarf scowled, his heavy lip jutting as he slammed down the mug and planted his palms on the bar top. "I told ye, we ain't got a boy what—" Inoria didn't hear the rest. Standing in frozen politeness, she maintained her smile, folding the invitation between both of her hands to keep it from rattling and merely riding out the dwarf's outburst like a lighthouse taking the howling blasts of storm winds. She shivered and shook but did not budge. When the dwarf had finished, Inoria gave a graceful bow, her golden hair sweeping over her shoulders with liquid efficiency. "Thank you," she said softly, then rising, she added, "I apologize if I troubled you this morning." She turned, leaving the dwarf shamefaced and somewhat befuddled at her gentle spirit and peaceful beauty. At least, she imagined it so—she did not look back to confirm. Lifting her backpack, Inoria began to trudge—pony-less—toward the Upper City. She had a few more gold coins to her name, but not much. She'd spent the last of it restocking her provisions and buying food for a pack animal that was no longer hers to care for. She spared a prayer for the creature as she walked—hoping that wherever it was, it was being well cared for. As she walked, Inoria Val'Beacent maintained her pleasant grace, trying not to let the ugliness of the morning's encounter mar her in spirit or with cracks upon her youthful face. She had done so with every challenge so far on her journey: when she lost the fine staff the Temple Matron had gifted her along with the pony for her overland journey to Neverwinter; when she'd lost the letter of introduction from her father and had found some of the crew making use of her prayer book's back pages for pipe wadding on the Waterdeep docks; and now, in the last hours of the five days she'd spent in Baldur's Gate, when the last of her rations and the loyal beast of burden that had come with her on this treacherous journey were taken from her... she did not waiver. Too much was at stake. Approaching the gates of Syndra's manor, Inoria thanked Sune that the powerful lady of the city had agreed to meet with her and sent a formal invitation despite her lack of a properly sealed and signed letter of introduction. Every curse victim she'd heard of or seen on the journey reminded her of what hung in the balance... In every one of them, she'd seen her own mother's suffering. The whole way to Syndra's garden, Inoria recited her introduction: "Inoria Val'Beacent, Acolyte of the Temple of Sune at Neverwinter, blood of Lord Gilhava Val'Beacent, given to the Lady of Love. I have an invitation to meet the Lady Syndra." She was only mildly disappointed to find the estate open to her wandering in when she arrived.

Looks like it's not open share. You can set it for anyone who has the link to have 'viewer' permission with the Share button in the upper right.

It occurs to me that i may have misunderstood you earlier. Did you mean you've never used GoogleDrive at all? Bc if you have a character sheet already and just want to upload and share it, I can also help with that.

Sure thing! If you want to use the sheet I have, it's pretty straight forward. Sign into your GoogleDrive to make sure it goes where you want. Follow this link to a blank sheet. https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1_babw2G6A3U2XAdluNraMvEyXZgVpPdfcAM7KrcRCEU/edit?usp=sharing Once it's open, go to File -> Make a Copy That will make a copy in your GoogleDrive. Open up the new Copy in your GoogleDrive, then you can rename the file and edit the fields to fill in your character info. *Quick note: Some fields will give a pop up like "You're about to edit something that you really shouldn't change on accident! Are you sure you want to change it?" You can go ahead and say yes. (It's mainly the save and attribute mod fields). Feel free to message me if you are hitting any snags.

His cock spent, Balgron eased back. Slipping his cock from Senshi's mewling form, he felt the relative chill of the air and grunted as her slit clenched on open air, leaking his load with her juices onto the cobbles. Wiping himself on her skirt, Balgron gave her shaking ass a parting slap and drew up his harem pants. "You heard her, boys," Balgron growled to the encircling servants and guards. "Dig in." The succubus's pussy was so good, he easily could have stayed and used her body until he could no longer stand. The perfect, tight, and firm softness of her wet holes was something unholy... but he already felt the draining of her succubus nature. The sexual energies fed her, no matter how pleasurable. And while Balgron did not doubt that the manor would be missing a few servants the next day as they fucked themselves to death in her hot ecstasy, he didn't intend to be one of them. Two soldier demons shouldered each other, fighting to be the next to claim her cunt. A winged imp replaced the chain-devil, clawed feet perching on Senshi's shoulders as he claimed her mouth with rapid-fire thrusts and high laughing glee. One of the manor laborers cut the lead that tied her to the post and pulled Senshi to a wooden platform in the courtyard where announcements could be made. Once he had her positioned, her shoved her hips up, kneading the soft flesh of her thighs as he pressed his cock to her tight ass hold, spitting hotly over it and rubbing the improvised lubrication with his cock head before sinking in... claiming her. The soldier demons followed, catching up as one clambered over her prone form, sucking her breasts hungrily as he claimed her pussy. The orgy in the courtyard grew hotter as the three demons filled all of Senshi's holes at once, fucking her as if she were a toy to be used and thrown away, grunting and digging possessive fingers into her with the fury of their rutting. Shaking his head, Balgron smirked. For a moment he considered staying. But no... she was the servant's toy, and he couldn't claim her all his own. Still, the sight and slapping wet sounds of the group fucking along with the heady sulfurous smell that mingled demon sweat and cum was already making his cock twitch again. "Oh... she'll fit in well here," Balgron growled. And grabbing up one of the lesser demon maids under his muscular arm, he trudged off to the barracks, ready to exhaust his lust on the unfortunate (or lucky, he supposed) demoness while the staff enjoyed their new toy.

Either is good by me in terms of appeal. Full furry feels more 'DnD', but that might just be my opinion. Happy to defer to your preference

Wow! Yeah, I didn't realize how different it was. That definitely opens the door to use some weapons I wouldn't otherwise as well.

I'm going to follow Roll's lead here, and I'm on board with the limits and preferences you mentioned. Inoria Val'Beacent High Elf - Cleric of Sune S - D - C - I - W - Ch 8 - 14 - 12 - 10 - 17 - 14 AC: 15 HP: 9 Skills: Religion, Insight, Medicine, Perception, Persuasion Tools: Calligrapher's Supplies Languages: Common, Elven, Draconic Obvious Gear: Traveler's Clothes, Holy Symbol of Sune, Lyre, Dagger, Sling + bullet pouch, Backpack, Blanket, Rope, Waterskin Orientation: Bi with no obvious preference Description: Light skin, slender, waist-length golden hair, orange-gold irises, fair-elven features. Inoria wears well-kept travel leathers, keeps her hair in a tight braid, and wears breeches when she's journeying. She wears flowing red and white Sunite robes for rest and when spending time in towns and cities. Link to the full sheet: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1f3Q9r-Pc4csh_SzkIN2zQJbz36xa0becsBfl9OsK-Vo/edit?usp=sharing Link to Kinks/Limits (Note these are my relevant preferences and not necessarily Inoria's - nor is it a list of demands, ) https://docs.google.com/document/d/1wfROXBshj8kjAyk0TgS3TYuzbrlfhko63AtWyBcLg0A/edit?usp=sharing

I think my elf cleric will be fresh from the temple, and I'll lean into her naive inexperience as a personal obstacle. Her upbringing in the temple of Sune will also give her some initial biases that beautiful = good and ugly = corrupt, and experience will have to teach her different. For backstory connections, I'm thinking her mother was killed when she was young, but her father obtained a resurrection for his wife by calling in a favor from Syndra (perhaps they knew each other from long ago when Syndra adventured still). Syndra then pulled strings with the temple of Sune to make the resurrection happen. As a spare child, her aristocratic father gave her to the temple of Sune as an act of piety in thanks for his wife's resurrection. She learned the temple's doctrines and practices regarding beauty, love, and pleasure for years, and now that she's an adult, she's been sent out on pilgrimage to put her talents into practical use: to bring Sune's beauty to the world, to see what new pleasures the world offers that she may bring back to the temple, and to test herself against the ugliness and suffering of the world. But while on her pilgrimage, she learned of the curse and knows that her resurrected mother also suffers. She knows about Syndra from her father's stories and sought her out to offer whatever skill she has to the expedition Syndra has planned. She's not only going to save her mother but because such ugly suffering is marring the beauty of the world and she feels a strong compulsion to stop it if she can. (First idea and totally open to notes)

Yes, If you are feeling harengon, I'm down to have anthros in the party. A rogue without a front liner to get the flank might be rough though. I was, thinking backline support for my cleric, but if we're thinking party needs, I would be down to go paladin and share some front line duties. Something like: a) rogue + barbarian + cleric (or) b) rogue + bard + paladin Does that make sense? Edit: I'm not sure how rough it would be to roll with rogue + bard + cleric, but if that works for the group, I'm down to do it.

I went with elf partly because it was a safe choice, but it doesn't spoil the sexiness for me if you go with any of the more iffy ones. Thinking about it, the only two you list that I haven't had some level of enjoyment with in the past are halfling and gnome. The others can speak for themselves, but I give a thumbs up to any race you want to play

Yay! That looks great. I just have the free-version for the 2024 PHB, but it should be sufficient for what we're doing here. I have a char sheet in GoogleDocs that I can link you once it's filled out. As the last to join, I'll gladly defer if this clashes with anyone's character idea—but how does a High elf (f), Acolyte, Cleric of Sune (life domain) sound?

Ooooo! This actually seems really fun, and I'm already familiar with 5e, so... I'm in! If you'll have me

As Senshi writhed and purred on the beam of the hitching post, Balgron could feel the aura the onlooking demon mentioned. The gatekeeper had taken many women, human and demon, but the succubus eagerly taking his cock was an entirely different beast. Her body took his pounding thrusts readily, the wet rhythm of their union setting a rapid beat that her moaning accented like music. Even the stoic chain-devil was not immune, and Balgron watched as the thin creature's hands rode down Senshi's throat, spreading over her breasts and working the soft flesh as he continued to use her mouth, meeting her eager sucking with steady rolls of his hips and the clinking of his many chains. Pinching her nipples where Balgron had bitten only moments before, the chain-devil hitched, a solitary grunt emerging from his metal veil as he released inside of her mouth. The sight was mesmerizing, and the rowdy crowd was at their limit. All around him, Balgron saw lesser demons groping and stroking themselves as they looked on. Maid demons leaned on walls or sat on the ground, their hands rubbing their chests or reaching between their legs as they bit their lips with hungry looks. One of the soldiers, impatient, took a maid by her hair and pressed her to the wall of the gatehouse, using her pussy as he watched Senshi writhing between the two demons claiming her. Balgron chuffed, his eyes flaring as his pace increased. The wet run of Senshi's pussy and his own freely leaking precum slopped from her pussy in the hurried strokes, glistening on her bare ass and dripping over the cobbles below them. Her tail twitched in cat-like flexes and vibrations while Balgron wrapped his arms around her thighs, hugging her legs to his chest. As the chain-devil retreated, his cock slipping from Senshi's lips, Balgron let out a roar like a lion and hilted his cock. His eyes squeezed shut, his teeth bared, and a shudder ran through the demon as flame leapt from his dark horns and shoulders. His seed poured into her, ejecting in a searing shot that plastered the back of her demonic cunt. With a second, hard thrust, another load joined the first, flooding her core and running along Balgron's shaft as he slowly pistoned inside of her, allowing Senshi's active and hot depths to coax and milk the rest of his load from his churning balls.

Not Guilty. Just had a snack (peanut butter toast with red pepper flakes). Next poster diligently takes a multivitamin.

Balgron let out a steaming groan as he felt Senshi's tight pussy part and wrap around his cock. The squeezing grip of her inner walls, wet with the mingling of her own arousal and Gazeeb's meager load felt like an oiled massage on his shaft. His shade-hued fingers gripped both of Senshi's ankles together, lifting her legs up to give him full access to her pussy and intensifying the friction on his cock as he held them together. "Yes... You're our fucking toy now," he growled, taking her in deep, heavy strokes that set his hips clapping on her bare ass. "Just a tight set of holes for demon's to pump their seed into." He gave her ass a sharp slap, setting her spaded tail twitching. "Maybe we ought to leave you tied at the gate for the day, huh? A stupid slut like you wandering into the Demon King's mansion, do you think your holes would ever recover after we let every guard and servant fuck you like the animal you are?" Balgron emphasized the words with strong punctuating strokes, that set Senshi's breasts bouncing and pushed her deeper against the chain-devil fucking her mouth. Pushing her legs forward until her feet reached her shoulders, Balgron sent his full length pounding against her core as he leaned over her far enough to rasp into her ear, "LMS bitch, how cocky are you going to be leaking demon cum from every ruined hole?" He didn't wait for an answer, shifting down and biting the hard pebble of her exposed nipple.

Balgron's jaw tense, his horned head tilting skyward as the incredible stimulation of her mouth set him adrift in a moment of pure sensation. His hands found the small curves of her horns. Using them as handles, he reclaimed control of the pace, slowing to draw out the exquisite squeezing feeling of her forked tongue and tight mouth massaging his shaft. A sulfurous drip of precum emerged from his cock head, mingling with the hot saliva in her throat as Balgron chuffed and looked down in growing amazement. What in hell are you? he wondered, fragments of rumors about the LMS stock rising despite the overwhelming blowjob demanding his attention. As Gazeeb staggered back, wiping his own drool from his lips and leaning on the gatehouse wall with unsteady legs, some of the other guards and servants edged closer. A chain-devil from the dungeons stalked out from behind a line of lesser demons, its lanky pale body clinking from the hundreds of iron links draping its head and shoulders like a shroud. How long had that silent devil been watching? Despite being far weaker than a soldier like himself, Balgron knew well enough to be cautious around the sadistic and silent dungeon keepers. Balgron then saw the chain-devil's intentions, seeing him eyeing Senshi's exposed rear. The gatekeeper let out a possessive growl, and with a sudden pull, Balgron's dark cock flew from Senshi's lips with an audible POP! and he blinked, the abrupt motion nearly making him climax on the spot. He hadn't realized how close he'd been—this succubus.... he had to have her. "You take her mouth, gaoler," he said in a low, rumbling command. "I've waited long enough." Taking her leash where Senshi was tied to the hitching post, Balgron turned her over, exposing her perky chest to the red sky. With a practiced twist, he coiled the leather lead around her throat, over her elbows, and tied her off, leaving her in a backbend over the hitching post's crossbar, her exposed cunt facing Balgron while she stared, upside down into the chain-devil's groin.

Play house

Jumping jacks

Guilty. Seriously considering getting a DVD set for Avatar: The Last Airbender just in case it disappears off streaming sites someday. The next person never told their first crush that they had a crush on them.

"Keep a grip on your cock, maggot," Balgron called to the onlooking guard. "You'll get your turn. It's my privilege as gatekeeper to break her in." His voice was tense and hard, cut off by the odd, snarling grunt as the succubus's mouth massaged his thrusting cock in an exquisitely torturous way. The horned devil's brain was on fire. How could it simultaneously feel like he was carving out a tight, virgin throat that gagged on his length with every stroke but also like every muscle in Senshi's neck, mouth, and tongue was working in concert to tug and grasp his swollen cock? He'd never seen an LMS girl before, but if this was their caliber—"Fuck! Angel's cunt, you can work a rod!" Behind Senshi, Gazeeb was making a manic grunting sound as the hot, reptile-like skin of his thighs clapped against Senshi's soft ass. With no real patience, the servitor demon allowed himself to be pulled by her spaded tail and wrapped his arms around her waist as if they were wrestling, humping her desperately as his spit fell in hot globs over her exposed back. "Uunngh! Yes! Take my cock. Take my... Aaangh!" Balgron looked down in amusement. With no real endurance to speak of, the lesser demon was quickly overcome by the magnificent succubus pussy, and in a moment of reckless lust, the hunched servitor let out a sputtering groan and shuddered. His hips surged forward, his balls slapping her slit as the hot flow of his seed pumped into Senshi's demonic core, spattering her inner walls even as they quivered and squeezed the knobby demon's manhood.