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Re: Jungle of Desire (Mind Flayer) GMed by ranger
The captain sat and waited as Sera surveyed the troops. It was a mixed bag of races and half breeds. Almost all of them had some form of visual mutation. In turn the girls eyed Sera as much as she eyed them some even giving her a wink. Making her decision known to Captain April Sera moved to stand next to June.
"Okay I want Alyssa, Penny, Jolee, Feris, Urma, and Grace. Front and center!" As the command rang out the woman moved to the front. Alyssa was a small woman reaching only 4'8. What stood out about her was her absolute pale skin sheltered from the harsh day with a hooded cloak that hid most of her features besides her pale skin red eyes and near white blonde hair. Two daggers wickedly sharp sat on the same hip a simple leather holster holding them in place. Feris was next and while Alyssa was small lithe Feris was tall and built like a prized brawler or pit fighter. Her brown hair was short and spiky and her armor was patchwork at best and full of unnecessary spikes. Her skin from the looks of it made her out to be a Aundorian and she wielded a Large greatsword. Grace came up next and while she fell in between Feris and Alyssa's builds she looked to be the only unmutated one of the bunch. Her weapon of choice it seemed was a glaive. She wore rather skimpy leather armor and her red hair was currently done in a pony tail the stretched to the ground. The last two Jolee and Penny came up together and from the looks of it where identical twins. Both had bows of white wood and their freckled coppery hair gave a hint at Carolinian blood but what set them apart was the colorful swishy fox tails and ears. Looking around the captain swears out loud. Lyla, Becky go find Urma and give her a week of breeding work!" Two more woman stepped out of line and bowed leaving the group in a hurry.
"Sorry Matriarch Urma is a good fighter but lacks discipline. Her mother forced her into the common guard to teach her a valuable lesson. The only royal in the entire core and she has no idea how her life is blessed by living in the palace. As for the tattoos the Matriarch is fond of the design and all of our soldiers besides officers are forced to have it. It ensures that the Matriarch has loyal soldiers even if their Ladies plan revolt."
The captain sat and waited as Sera surveyed the troops. It was a mixed bag of races and half breeds. Almost all of them had some form of visual mutation. In turn the girls eyed Sera as much as she eyed them some even giving her a wink. Making her decision known to Captain April Sera moved to stand next to June.
"Okay I want Alyssa, Penny, Jolee, Feris, Urma, and Grace. Front and center!" As the command rang out the woman moved to the front. Alyssa was a small woman reaching only 4'8. What stood out about her was her absolute pale skin sheltered from the harsh day with a hooded cloak that hid most of her features besides her pale skin red eyes and near white blonde hair. Two daggers wickedly sharp sat on the same hip a simple leather holster holding them in place. Feris was next and while Alyssa was small lithe Feris was tall and built like a prized brawler or pit fighter. Her brown hair was short and spiky and her armor was patchwork at best and full of unnecessary spikes. Her skin from the looks of it made her out to be a Aundorian and she wielded a Large greatsword. Grace came up next and while she fell in between Feris and Alyssa's builds she looked to be the only unmutated one of the bunch. Her weapon of choice it seemed was a glaive. She wore rather skimpy leather armor and her red hair was currently done in a pony tail the stretched to the ground. The last two Jolee and Penny came up together and from the looks of it where identical twins. Both had bows of white wood and their freckled coppery hair gave a hint at Carolinian blood but what set them apart was the colorful swishy fox tails and ears. Looking around the captain swears out loud. Lyla, Becky go find Urma and give her a week of breeding work!" Two more woman stepped out of line and bowed leaving the group in a hurry.
"Sorry Matriarch Urma is a good fighter but lacks discipline. Her mother forced her into the common guard to teach her a valuable lesson. The only royal in the entire core and she has no idea how her life is blessed by living in the palace. As for the tattoos the Matriarch is fond of the design and all of our soldiers besides officers are forced to have it. It ensures that the Matriarch has loyal soldiers even if their Ladies plan revolt."