Rathuris
Tentacle God
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Re: A Young Slime's Journey (Bloodshifter) GMed by Rathuris
Tori would find a sweet fruit liquid with in the goblet and by the way it tasted, she figured it was some sort of wine. She couldn't sense any sort of drugs in the liquid either and appeared to be safe to drink. The demoness gave a soft musical chuckle at the slime's words which sent the object of her rapt attention jiggling. "Sorry my dear, they do not have a name. Though I myself do. I am Æzieth." Her dark lips curling up into a small grin at her previous statement. "I find the best meals are ones who come to you willingly and eagerly. Wouldn't you agree? Cut down on all the pointless struggle so you can get right down to the good stuff quickly." Her hand sets her goblet aside as her dark eyes survey the now more visible unconscious witch.
"So do you have a name little red one? Or shall I simply keep calling you my dear?" Her smiling widening as she turned her attention to the slime. Her arms folding beneath her bosom and sending a quake through them as she relaxed back into her seat with very little concern of what Tori might try or do. Her tail gave the man's nose a flick and soon he crawled off away, leaving the demoness alone with Tori and the sleeping witch.
Tori: EP = 235/109, PP = 83, Status = Fine
Tori would find a sweet fruit liquid with in the goblet and by the way it tasted, she figured it was some sort of wine. She couldn't sense any sort of drugs in the liquid either and appeared to be safe to drink. The demoness gave a soft musical chuckle at the slime's words which sent the object of her rapt attention jiggling. "Sorry my dear, they do not have a name. Though I myself do. I am Æzieth." Her dark lips curling up into a small grin at her previous statement. "I find the best meals are ones who come to you willingly and eagerly. Wouldn't you agree? Cut down on all the pointless struggle so you can get right down to the good stuff quickly." Her hand sets her goblet aside as her dark eyes survey the now more visible unconscious witch.
"So do you have a name little red one? Or shall I simply keep calling you my dear?" Her smiling widening as she turned her attention to the slime. Her arms folding beneath her bosom and sending a quake through them as she relaxed back into her seat with very little concern of what Tori might try or do. Her tail gave the man's nose a flick and soon he crawled off away, leaving the demoness alone with Tori and the sleeping witch.