plmnko
Tentacle Smut Lord
- Joined
- Nov 10, 2008
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The prune mage is now alone in that small rest room, she still have the backpack of her ex-partner on the floor close the bed, at a side she have the magic circe and the iron jar remain in its place. Her possibility to follow the swordswoman has melted when this door start to shine and let out a slow dark smog than wanted to fill the room, mostly that could happen in some minutes.
She could still investigate more or get out of there now taking or not the backpack on the floor.
She could still investigate more or get out of there now taking or not the backpack on the floor.