Where Dark and Light Don't Differ

Game Master Signore di Fortuna

Called to aid a stranger, our heroes explore a strange land.

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F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

Man and Wife:
Frostine moans with pleasure as she feels his hands and mouth on her. Frostine slightly increases her momentum as she leans down to nibble softly at the softer flesh of his neck and earlobe.


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Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

I'm just gonna move this here so it doesn't get lost in all the other posts, and so you don't have to go back to look it up and try to find it on the previous page. See how thoughtful I am? *mischievous grin*

Naughty Choices:
Rosa whines about how unfair she's being, as she moves achingly slow into position. She knew better than to test Dagmarr, but something deep inside her, sought attention that only her love could give her. She didn't know what it was about Dagmarr that brought out this side of her, and even though she knew there would be consequences for her deliberate disobedience....she just couldn't seem to help herself.
As she moves slowly up her body and starts to turn around, she lowers her head to blow lightly across her love's flesh. Rosa then giggles as as she runs her hands along her inner thighs. Getting close to her inner treasure, but stopping before actually touching it. As she feels the wet heat from her beloved's nether region, Rosa smiles, knowing that she has been a very naughty girl to bring her to the brink in such a manner.

Unable to help herself, Rosa let's out a naughty giggle as she takes in the heady scent of her love's arousal. With her head already lowered, Rosa takes a teasing taste of her nectar, before blowing lightly across her throbbing wet cleft.

Lifting her head slightly she asks in a challenging and sassy tone of voice, "So, now that you have me here...just what exactly do you think you're going to do to me? There's not much you can do in that position I think." Rosa wonders if maybe she's pushed her luck a little too far as she awaited a response.


Male Human Fighter 4 HP: 39/46, AC:20 T:11 FF:19, F:+7, R:+3, W:+3 (+1 vs. fear), Perception: +4, Init: +1

Man and Wife:
Thorgr groans as Frostine speeds up, the last of his stamina starting to go. He pulls the sorceress down into a passionate kiss as he releases within her.


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

Man and Wife:
Frostine moans deeply as she feels Thorgr reach the height of his pleasure. Every muscle within her tightens as she rides a powerful wave of ecstasy of her own. She climaxes with the force of a thunderstorm as powerful ripples of pleasure rip through her. As her beloved releases within her, she slumps against his chest and pants heavily.


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Male Human Fighter 4 HP: 39/46, AC:20 T:11 FF:19, F:+7, R:+3, W:+3 (+1 vs. fear), Perception: +4, Init: +1

Thorgr puts his arms around Frostine, running his hands along her back. "That's a good way to start the day."


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

"Mmmmhmmmm...you can say that again." She says in a very happy and satiated voice.


Male Human Fighter 4 HP: 39/46, AC:20 T:11 FF:19, F:+7, R:+3, W:+3 (+1 vs. fear), Perception: +4, Init: +1

Thorgr smiles. "How about we stay like this for a few more minutes before worrying about breakfast?"


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

Letting herself kind of roll off of the top of him, she lays next to his side and drapes a leg over him after pulling the covers back over them. With his arms around her, Frostine felt very comfortable within his arms. Smiling she says, "Mmmmm...yeah, that sounds like a good idea. I love you." She gives his cheek a loving kiss before laying her head on his chest.


♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

Damn it. My post just got eaten as I was posting it. Will post it again in a bit.


Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

Awe man...I'm sorry, I know I hate it when that happens to me. I'm just now getting around to starting dinner so no worries. Just haven't been feeling very hungry, but it's like super cold. It's like a hot chocolate kind of night.


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♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

Naughty Choices:
A loud lust-driven moan of pleasure, escapes Dagmarr's lips, followed by a whimper of need as Rosa's teasing brings her ever so close to the edge, her entire body shivering with pleasure as her lover takes the briefest taste of her nectar before moving away, leaving the cleric's hips lifting, begging for more. Eyes wide with almost maddening arousal as she watches the gunslinger's beautiful naked body move over her, her athletic form slinking into her commanded position in all of its mouth-watering beauty, the cleric feels the additional tingle of excitement at her naughty girl's tone.

She could hear the enjoyment and passion in her voice, along with her need. She very much wanted to be reprimanded for being so deliciously bad, and Dagmarr needed to give it to her just as badly.

Gazing up at her glistening sex, hovering just above her as she straddles her face, Dagmarr lets out a throaty chuckle as she reaches her hands up, gliding them over the perfect curves of her bottom, giving her firm cheeks a good squeeze. "Oh really now, you don't think I can do too much from this position do you? You've decided to be a bit of my bad girl today after all haven't you?" she says in a stern yet sultry growl.
Slipping one arm around her love’s waist to hold her close, her other hand begins sensually massaging her rear. ” So…..you decided to be bad.” Thwack!

Her strong hand raises and comes down n her firm flesh with a satisfying sound that sends a warm tingle through the dhampir, startling, satisfying and arousing all at once. Thrilling to the little sounds that escape her love’s mouth and drunk of the intoxicating scent of her arousal, so tantalizingly close she delivers a brief series of firm smacks, warming her love’s bottom before gently caressing her heated flesh, giving in to her need and reaching up to have a taste of her dripping treasure.


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Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

Naughty Choices:
Caught off guard by the first smack, Rosa yelps, jumping slightly at the impact. At the tone in her love's voice, a shiver moves through Rosa. As Dagmarr's strong hand continues to come down on her bottom, the tingle begins to turn into a heated throbbing sensation that has her tearing up, and crying out as her lover shows her what happens to naughty girls who tease.

Unable to control herself or wait for permission as Dagmarr's beautiful mouth tastes her, Rosa wraps her arms underneath Dagmarr's hips and raises them slightly. As Dagmarr begins to gently rub her throbbing bottom, Rosa lets out a deep moan of need.

Knowing that her disobedience would cause her to be disciplined, Rosa's need outweighs the knowledge of what would lie in store for her later for being a naughty girl and following directions.

Lifting Dagmarr's hips to tilt her rear up slightly she snickers, "You're right, I am a bad girl...but I'm your bad girl and yours alone. I know I'm being naughty, so I will take whatever punishment you deem necessary later. Right now though, I want you too much to obey you and do as I'm told." Rosa slowly slides a finger inside of Dagmarr and starts to caress her tender nub. Rosa smiles as she hears the moans come from her lover, "Oh, and I may not be as strong as you, but two can play at this game my beloved Dagmarr." Rosa states, her voice full of naughty mischief and heavy with arousal.

As she lifts Dagmarr's hips with one arm to raise her bottom off of the bed, she uses her body to roll them to their side. As Dagmarr's legs spread a little further apart, Rosa removes her fingers from Dagmarr's dripping treasure, and begins to give her bottom firm smacks as ahe buries her head in her wet cleft, her tongue painting swaths of pleasure as she seeks out her luscious pearl. Delving ever deeper with her tongue, she licks and sucks on her treasure, while delivering strong swats to each cheek of her supple and firm bottom.

After a few minutes of licking all around, and teasing her love to the near brink of insanity, Rosa's lips find her glistening pearl. Wrapping her lips around the tender, quivering, but of flesh, she begins to suck and gently tug on it. She slows down her spanking, but still delivers strong to medium swats to her bottom as she begins to devour her in earnest. Letting her fangs ever so gently scrape against her most sensitive area.

Rosa doesn't slow down as she feels Dagmarr's entire body begin to shake. Chuckling into her dripping sex, "Show me what you've got." Rosa challenges, before using her tongue to start licking up all of her delicious juices. She suckles her tender nub, as a babe would at it's mother's teet, as she awaits her love's response to her very naughty behavior. The fading heat in her seat, only leaving her wanting more of her love's strict attention. She was being a very naughty girl, and deserved a red and sore bottom for it. However, or whenever Dagmarr decided to do that though...was up to her. The anticipation of her punishment would make it that much more exciting. Though...Rosa wondered if maybe she pushed things too far, and what that mightg mean forf her, as well as her bottom. Rosa quivers with anticipation, as she awaits her love's response to her behavior. Rosa's entire body shakes with need, as her sex and bottom stay within easy reach of the Battlefield Cleric as they lie on their sides.

I'm so sorry that turned out so long. I hope it's okay.


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Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

Ugh!! My stupid tired brain from this morning accidentally left out some words from my earlier post. That's supposed to be, *not* following directions. I'm sure there are other little errors, but you can probably get what I'm trying to say right?


Male Human Fighter 4 HP: 39/46, AC:20 T:11 FF:19, F:+7, R:+3, W:+3 (+1 vs. fear), Perception: +4, Init: +1

Thorgr lets out a contented sigh. "I love you too."


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

Frostine closes her eyes as they snuggle up together.


Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

NC cont...:
Emitting a low moan of pleasure and need, Rosa is not able to help the naughty giggle that escapes her. The thought of what awaited her later, for her willful disobedience now....left her feeling both nervous and a little excited. Rosa stops her sensual spanking, and massages Dagmarr's beautiful rear end as she finishes feasting on her lovers sweet nectar. Lifting her head she tries to sound contrite, "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself. Forgive me?" She asks, even as another giggle escapes her.


♀ Human Skald 4: HP 26/26: AC 19 Touch 12 FF 17 : Fort: +6 (+7 vs cold effects/ +10 vs cold environment) Reflex:+3 Will:+4 (+8 saving throws made against bardic performance/ sonic or language-dependent effects.) Cold Resistance: 2

Finally Alone:
"Oh so very good." Sig purrs, continuing to kiss her rogue passionately, running her fingers through her hair as she kneels between her legs. "Can't think of a better way to start a nice hot bath," she says drawing back slightly and simply enjoying the sight of Jerrica's naked body flushed with the aftermath of their passion.


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Female Human Rogue (Unchained) 4; HP: 27/27; AC: 18, FF: 13, T: 15; F: +2, R: +8, W: +2; Init: +4; Perception: +8

Jerrica takes a few deep breaths as she comes back to her senses. She then stands and fills the tub with water. "I think that'll be the best part of our day."


♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

Don't worry, haven't forgotten you.


Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

Who me? I'm not worried....not at all. Hehe...hehe.


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♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

Naughty Choices:
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Lifting Dagmarr's hips to tilt her rear up slightly she snickers, "You're right, I am a bad girl...but I'm your bad girl and yours alone. I know I'm being naughty, so I will take whatever punishment you deem necessary later. Right now though, I want you too much to obey you and do as I'm told." Rosa slowly slides a finger inside of Dagmarr and starts to caress her tender nub. Rosa smiles as she hears the moans come from her lover, "Oh, and I may not be as strong as you, but two can play at this game my beloved Dagmarr." Rosa states, her voice full of naughty mischief and heavy with arousal.

As she lifts Dagmarr's hips with one arm to raise her bottom off of the bed, she uses her body to roll them to their side. As Dagmarr's legs spread a little further apart, Rosa removes her fingers from Dagmarr's dripping treasure, and begins to give her bottom firm smacks as ahe buries her head in her wet cleft, her tongue painting swaths of pleasure as she seeks out her luscious pearl. Delving ever deeper with her tongue, she licks and sucks on her treasure, while delivering strong swats to each cheek of her supple and firm bottom.

Dagmarr’s moan of pleasure is completely unrestrained as Rosa surprises her with her defiance. Even more so, her love’s mischievous nature and powerful desire is overwhelmingly arousing, wiping any thoughts of restraining herself from the cleric’s mind as her need for Rosa’s touch takes over her body.

Already teased and stimulated beyond imagination, Dagmarr’s body yields to Rosa’s touch immediately, the dampir being greeting with a rush of her juices and her body erupts into a staggering climax, crying out with unbridled pleasure as she body shakes with wave after wave of pleasure.

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After a few minutes of licking all around, and teasing her love to the near brink of insanity, Rosa's lips find her glistening pearl. Wrapping her lips around the tender, quivering, but of flesh, she begins to suck and gently tug on it. She slows down her spanking, but still delivers strong to medium swats to her bottom as she begins to devour her in earnest. Letting her fangs ever so gently scrape against her most sensitive area.

Rosa doesn't slow down as she feels Dagmarr's entire body begin to shake. Chuckling into her dripping sex, "Show me what you've got." Rosa challenges, before using her tongue to start licking up all of her delicious juices. She suckles her tender nub, as a babe would at it's mother's teet, as she awaits her love's response to her very naughty behavior. The fading heat in her seat, only leaving her wanting more of her love's strict attention. She was being a very naughty girl, and deserved a red and sore bottom for it. However, or whenever Dagmarr decided to do that though...was up to her. The anticipation of her punishment would make it that much more exciting. Though...Rosa wondered if maybe she pushed things too far, and what that might mean for her, as well as her bottom. Rosa quivers with anticipation, as she awaits her love's response to her behavior. Rosa's entire body shakes with need, as her sex and bottom stay within easy reach of the Battlefield Cleric as they lie on their sides.

Emitting a low moan of pleasure and need, Rosa is not able to help the naughty giggle that escapes her. The thought of what awaited her later, for her willful disobedience now....left her feeling both nervous and a little excited. Rosa stops her sensual spanking, and massages Dagmarr's beautiful rear end as she finishes feasting on her lovers sweet nectar. Lifting her head she tries to sound contrite, "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself. Forgive me?" She asks, even as another giggle escapes her

Even as she tries to speak, Rosa’s wonderful mouth, hungrily devouring her dripping nether flesh elicits more incoherent moaning and cries of pleasure. Finally, catching her breath as the tremors of ecstasy subside enough for her to string together a thought, the cleric lets put a lusty growl. ”Oooohh you’ve been vvvery bad…..and oooohh so good at it.” she says, momentarily closing her eyes as another aftershock passes through her, leaving her panting. ”My, naughy, naughty girl.” she says massaging her lover’s bottom to awaken some of the earlier heat to her luscious flesh. ”I’ve never lost control so completely before, and for that….you’ll be….rewarded…and punished.”

With a smile, she begins to firmly spank her with firm swats, alternating from one cheek to the other while she hungrily laps at her dripping sex, her tongue eagerly delving her lover’s soft folds in powerful contrast to her firm hand striking her bottom.

Dagmarr exults in the pleasure and unique satisfaction she gives her love, her moans and cries of pleasure blending with the sting of reprimand that she needed, even yearned for, building the cleric’s own arousal quickly back up to it’s former levels.

Feasting on her beloved’s succulent flesh, she takes her quivering bud between her lips, moaning as she sucks and tugs at her delectable flesh, driving her love to the brink


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Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

Naughty Choices:
As Dagmarr climaxes, Rosa stops spanking her and gently rubs her tender flesh as she devours her lovers juices. Delighted to have brought Dagmarr so much pleasure, Rosa giggles as Dagmarr's body finally starts to come back down from the heights of pleasure that she took her to.

Rosa trembles slightly as Dagmarr speaks to her. Rosa finds herself in a perilous position, as there's not much she can do to take her bottom out of the reach of her lover's strong hand. The contrast of Dagmarr's strong hand firmly spanking her bottom, and her wonderful tongue lapping at her dripping folds, has Rosa crying out and moaning as she squirms in her lover's arms with each firm smack that she feels impact her already warmed up bottom. Dagmarr's insistent tongue, adds a new sensation as she feels her body quickly approaching a massive climaxe. Held firmly in place by Dagmarr's strong arms, there's not much Rosa can do but cry out in ecstasy as a powerful wave of pleasure rips through her body. Her juices flowing out of her as her lover devours her. Rosa's entire body shakes as the different sensations meet in the middle, drawing out a long loud moan of pleasure as she succumbs to her need and desire. Her body continues twitching as little aftershocks of pleasure cause her to slump against Dagmarr, her body spent by their love making.

As she tries to catch her breath, Rosa puts her hand behind her to try and block Dagmarr while rubbing her sore bottom. Giving Dagmarr a pouty look once she has a chance to put together a coherent thought, Rosa says in a petulant tone, "Okay okaaay, I'm sorrry okay?" Rosa sticks out her lower lip in a very pouty defiant expression, "I couldn't help it." As Rosa lays spent against Dagmarr, she lays her head on her powerful thigh as she keeps her hands in front of her bottom.

I hope that makes sense. My ankle is really hurting today, so it's a little hard to stay focused and concentrate.


Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

Awww man....why do I get the sneaking suspicion that we're gonna be interrupted. *sad pouty face*


♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

Just putting together a post now. lol


Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

I think those "...buildings on the horizon..." are our buildings. Lol That's why I said that. That and I feel like they gonna bring trouble with them, with a capital "T". I may be totally wrong, but it's what my gut tells me when there aren't usually earthquakes. Anyways, I'm sure they won't just pop over here instantaneous like...right? *nervous laughter*


Female Human Rogue (Unchained) 4; HP: 27/27; AC: 18, FF: 13, T: 15; F: +2, R: +8, W: +2; Init: +4; Perception: +8

Jerrica helps Sig into the tub and then gets in after the skald. She sighs as the warm water returns some feeling to her legs.


Male Human Fighter 4 HP: 39/46, AC:20 T:11 FF:19, F:+7, R:+3, W:+3 (+1 vs. fear), Perception: +4, Init: +1

After a few minutes, Thorgr strokes Frostine's hair. "We better get up."


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

While laying with her head on his strong chest, she sighs. "I guess so."


Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

*Looks around* Ummmm.....Dagmarr?


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Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

If you already posted, it might have eaten it. I just didn't know if you had tried to yet or not. I didn't want you to think it had posted when it didn't in case you tried and we're waiting for a response.


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♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

Naughty Choices:
[Driven way beyond the point of any restraint, Dagmarr succumbs to their combined needs completely, gaining almost as much pleasure in bringing Rosa to a powerful climax as she did from the sensations rippling through her own body. The taste of her, the feel of her lover’s body writhing against hers, the beautiful sound of her moans and cries of pleasure, stimulate the cleric so strongly that she experiences another, smaller orgasm as she continues to pleasure her naughty girl until they both lie entangled and spent, panting with exertion, and twitching with the aftershocks of the most passionate lovemaking either of them had ever experienced.

”That…was ….mmmm……amazing.” Darmarr says lazily, gently rubbing Rosa’s tender bottom with a soothing touch, gently, lovingly kissing the soft skin of her inner thigh. ”I’m glad you didn’t resist… you never have to hold back your naughty side with me love…. Even when it surprises me just how much I enjoy it.”


♀ Human Skald 4: HP 26/26: AC 19 Touch 12 FF 17 : Fort: +6 (+7 vs cold effects/ +10 vs cold environment) Reflex:+3 Will:+4 (+8 saving throws made against bardic performance/ sonic or language-dependent effects.) Cold Resistance: 2

Sig lets our a soft groan of delight as she settles into the water, smiling lovingly at Jerrica. "Mmmm...definitely the best way to start the day....though anytime I open my eyes, and the first thing I see is you, is a good day." the skald says as she reaches for a washcloth.


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Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

Afterglow:
Basking in the tender loving care that her Goddess shows her, Rosa just sighs softly as Dagmarr gently and lovingly rubs her sore bottom. Rosa wasn't sure if she would be able to sit down at breakfast, but it was sooooo worth it.

Barely able to move, Rosa grunts a little as she tries to move off of Dagmarr.

After disentangling herself from her love, Rosa moves up the bed and crawls into her arms. While lying next to Dagmarr, she looks lovingly into her eyes. Surprised by thed wealth of emotion she felt for this beautiful woman who had somehow, just dropped into her life.

Taking a moment to catch her breath she says, "Mmmhmmm.... you were amazing. You are the most amazing person I have ever known. I....I know I can be a handful sometimes, but....but you make me feel so free. I....you....you make me feel so many things. I have never....I...I don't know how to articulate how you make me feel....but I feel safe, and loved. I know I can be me now, or figure out who me is...but I get to do all these things with you, and to know that you love me, even at my naughtiest....even when you have to spank me....I know that you love me." Rosa lifts a hand and places it softly on Dagmarr's cheek as she presses her lips to her love's in a deep from the soul kiss. A kiss that relayed everything that her words could not.

I hope that's okay. I don't always know how to put feelings into words.


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

Frostine forces herself to sit up a little as she pushes herself off of his very masculine chest. Frostine stretches while letting out a yawn, "I guess we really do need to get moving. Breakfast isn't going to make itself, though...it'd probably turn out better if it did." Frostine cocks her head to the side and gives Thorgg a slight smirk.


Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

I'm sorry if that sucked. People kept coming into the break room and interrupting me. Do you want me to do it over? It mostly said what I wanted it to, but I feel like I repeated myself.


Male Human Fighter 4 HP: 39/46, AC:20 T:11 FF:19, F:+7, R:+3, W:+3 (+1 vs. fear), Perception: +4, Init: +1

"I doubt it," Thorgr replies as he gets off the bed and pulls his trousers on.


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

Sighing a little, Frostine gets out of the bed and goes to find her sleeves and underthings.

After putting on her more comfortable underthings, Frostine slips her sleeves back on. A simple green travelling dress appears on her body, even as boots appear on her feet. It kind of took the fun out of shopping and picking out things to wear, but it sure made things a lot faster.

Running her fingers over her face and hair as she sits down on the bed, she makes her face appear more fresh looking and removes the tired look from around her eyes, as her hair forms into a braid. Her lips look a little more pink as the smell of fresh cut flowers surrounds her.

Frostine then just sits and waits for Thorgr to finish getting ready.


♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

It's perfectly fine. You did a good job of conveying emotion that was hard to put into words.

Afterglow:
Taking Rosa tenderly in her arms, Dagmarr strokes her hair, holding her close. The contact of their bodies reinforcing their connection and her loving acceptance of everything that makes Rosa the person that was perfect for her. Melting into the kiss, the cleric's soul responds in kind, speaking without words of the depth of her feelings. "I love you more than I could ever find the words for. Every part of you. You make me feel more alive...more me than I have ever been."


Male Human Fighter 4 HP: 39/46, AC:20 T:11 FF:19, F:+7, R:+3, W:+3 (+1 vs. fear), Perception: +4, Init: +1

Thorgr gets his boots and shirt on. He offers his hand to Frostine. "Shall we?"


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Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

A single tear rolls down one of her checks, "Oh Dagmarr....I feel so many things, and I may not understand them all...but I don't have to. I love you, all of you. Now and forever, as long as we are given time together, I will love you. I'm more sure of that than I have ever been of anything in my entire life. I love you, and I love how you make me feel, and I love that you can feel that around me too." Rosa takes a moment to try and keep the feelings that she felt bubbling just below the surface from boiling over. She knew there were no conditions on their relationship and that Dagmarr loved her unconditionally, but....she was afraid if she started right now, it would be a while before she could get it under control...and they still had to much to do, and she thought they really should eat as well.

Brushing a lock of hair back from Dagmarr's face, Rosa leans down and gives her another soft kiss. "I wish we could stay like this forever, but....we should probably get up huh?"


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

Giving Thorgr a smile she takes her hand, "Aye love, let's get this day started."


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♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

Dagmarr hold Rosa close as she feels the whirlwind of emotions threatening to overwhelm her love. Everything that Rosa was trying to express was fully reflected in the battlefield-healer's heart. "I love every little thing about you, Rosa. You fulfill my needs and desires every bit as much as I do yours, even the ones I never knew I had. I'm every bit as much yours as you are mine." she says with eyes brimming with emotion and an utter tenderness in her voice.

Returning the gentle kiss she lets out a soft sigh. "I suppose you're right. We should probably get up and make ourselves....presentable, though I could hold you here forever."


Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

Rosa nods and wipes at her eyes as she's suddenly overwhelmed by all these things that she feels for Dagmarr, and the knowledge that Dagmarr loves her too, and without condition. All of that along with the throbbing heat in her rear end, has her tearing up.

Nodding her head, Rosa stays in Dagmarr's arms for just another minute orf two before forcing herself to sit up carefully. Rosa crys a little more as her sore rear end, comes into contact with the bed. She only remains seated for a moment before standing up and quickly getting dressed.


Female Human Rogue (Unchained) 4; HP: 27/27; AC: 18, FF: 13, T: 15; F: +2, R: +8, W: +2; Init: +4; Perception: +8

"Then you better be prepared for a lot of good days," Jerrica says, washing her legs.


Male Human Fighter 4 HP: 39/46, AC:20 T:11 FF:19, F:+7, R:+3, W:+3 (+1 vs. fear), Perception: +4, Init: +1

Thorgr walks into the kitchen with Frostine. "I guess everyone is still asleep...do you need me to help with anything?"


Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

Rosa finishes getting ready and rubs her still thoroughly warmed rear as she waits on Dagmarr. She hoped that they would be able to get downstairs in time to help Frostine with breakfast. Looking up as she watches Dagmarr get ready for the day she asks, "So, we're going back down in the crypt thingy right? I hope we have everything we need and can get it finished up this time, or whatever Ms. Arista was wanting us to do. I can't remember exactly how far we were supposed to go."

I for reals forgot. Lol


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

Frostine thinks for a minute, "Ummm...maybe set the table and help me figure out what we should have for breakfast? I'm not sure what I'm feeling like eating this morning."


♀ Human Skald 4: HP 26/26: AC 19 Touch 12 FF 17 : Fort: +6 (+7 vs cold effects/ +10 vs cold environment) Reflex:+3 Will:+4 (+8 saving throws made against bardic performance/ sonic or language-dependent effects.) Cold Resistance: 2

"I eagerly look forward to each and every one." Sig says with a smile, soaping up a washcloth and beginning to wash her arms and chest.


♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

Getting up after watching Rosa get dressed, Dagmarr dons her clothing and armor as they get ready for the day. The notable heat in her own bottom and slight sting as she pulled on her panties and breeches, was definitely a new sensation, a rather thrilling, if somewhat less than comfortable sensation.

Smiling slightly she nods. "Yes, we should be able to better handle things down there today. I'll make sure to have any healing or undead harming spells I can cast available, and hopefully, we'll clear everything out by the end of the day." she says slipping an arm around Roa's waist.


Male Human Fighter 4 HP: 39/46, AC:20 T:11 FF:19, F:+7, R:+3, W:+3 (+1 vs. fear), Perception: +4, Init: +1

"I really don't have a preference," Thorgr says, putting out the plates and silverware. "Maybe we'll just wait on the others."

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