whelp, it looks like you have a murder blender on your team, that should be helpful. Just stay behind her and intercept any enemies that slip by her or finish off any that she hasn't before moving pass them. Once the kobolds have been dealt with hang near the back of the party to make sure no one tries to backstab the wounded elf or charge the "only person with a ranged weapon in the party" teifling.

Well, grab a weapon and get on through. Protect the less well-armored and meele'd folks as you go.

>>1076933
ew what's wrong with its face

>>1076934
Alright get your war face on. Get as close to the melee as you're comfortable with, take quick attacks of opportunity at anything vulnerable, and try to keep the tank from being overwhelmed.

Sinners 2023/11/19(Sun)23:09 No. 1077688 ID: ea857f
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Runi has noticed these kobolds do seem to be rather busted in the face department. she has not seen too many northerner beastmen, though, and wonders if all northerners are just grotesque mutated monsters.

runi takes the spot just behind Slipfang, despite being nervous. she can still smell the tiefling's perfume on herself, and it makes her a bit more confident. she tightens the grip on her daggers and keeps mobile. the tiefling and Taalsen move behind her. Taalsen holds her bandaged side, but keeps her composure, and if the wound even hurts her, her face doesnt show it.

Slipfang knocks the heavy wooden door away like she's brushing aside a curtain and launches herself forward, "which one of you dead motherfuckers touched my fawn?"

she barrels forward, heedless of the panicking kobolds and their weapons, and she takes a massive swing into the crowd, slicing through their guards, through the first two kobolds, and leaving the last two reeling.

the tiefling takes the opportunity and plugs the closest kobold in the chest, who spins, grunting incoherently as it falls to the ground, silent.

Sinners 2023/11/19(Sun)23:09 No. 1077689 ID: ea857f
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Runi cuts the last kobold off, the one holding her scimitar!

"drop that, northerner!" Runi barks.

"you speak mantongue like a trained dog, Baelar!" it spits, "prostrate yourself, filth!"

Runi whirls her blades around, and the kobold holds the scimitar out in front of it... oh lord, its form is all wrong, it's going to bend her blade if it guards like that.

"block with the flat you cunt!" Runi barks as she feints the swing and tries to open the kobold up.

>>1077689
Slice his hand or kick his leg, make him drop it.

kick him in the balls and stab him while he's stunned. Can't risk the fucker chipping your blade after all.

Maybe you can minimize the damage to your scimitar by hitting with the side of the dagger. If you can keep the blades occupied you could kick or grab with your other hand.

Why is he so confident when it's clear his defeat is inevitable?

Sinners 2023/11/23(Thu)21:10 No. 1077890 ID: ea857f
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the kobold swings the scimitar, and Runi sucks her teeth as the blade nearly scrapes along the floor as it stumbles into the swing. Runi steps to the kobold's side, careful not to collide with the wildly swinging metal, and as the party approaches she waves her hand dismissively, "I got it! don't worry!"

"are you sure?" Taalsen hums, "don't toy with him, dear."

"I'm not, I don't want him to damage my sword!" Runi huffs.

"are you and your masters mocking me?" the kobold snarls, "they'll slit your throat and use your pelt as a jacket when they can, Baelar!!"

"quiet." Runi barks, ducking a swing. she sees her chance. with a quick motion, Runi rolls into the swing, hooks her arm around the kobold's and jams the kobold dagger into its ribs. it loses its grip on the scimitar just as she is able to snatch it away. the kobold sputters and slumps to the floor. the lot of the kobolds all lie dead on the floor, their glaring eyes peering pointlessly out. Runi can't shake the feeling that they're still leering at her.

"hey good job, rookie." Slipfang claps Runi on the back, "both of you, actually!"

the Tiefling nods, beginning to reload her pistols. Runi gives a quiet sigh and smiles anxiously, "uhmm... so what should we do now?"

"the totem we need to bring back to town is back at our campsite." Taalsen rubs their side cautiously, "and I've no interest in staying to meet the Warren host... let's return home..."

"hey, the name's Jesskah." the goblin smirks, "I figure we'll be traveling together for a while, so seems fair I tell ya that. Slipfang Jesskah. I got the Slipfang bit from when I was getting scarred by my tribe. knocked one of the shaman's tusks loose, hehehe."

"Runi from Crimson." Runi replies, "I was born in a village on top of the Crimson bluffs down in southern kobold country."

"Taalsen." the elf smiles as she scratches Jesskah's head, "just Taalsen. I've no exciting stories, I just wandered away from Elfwood and into Jessie's arms."

the tiefling sighs, "Dia. Belosi."

"what, like the outlaw?" Jesskah smirks, "the bandit that plugged Duke Weiss a few years back went by that name. I heard they executed her, though."

"didn't stick." she shrugs.

well you got your sword back and it sounds like you found whatever it was you were looking for so yeah, probably best to head back to camp, maybe double check the wounds on the elf now that you're not being forced to do a rushed patch job once you get there, and clear out before more of the locals come to say hello.

You became a demon and escaped hell to go adventuring again? That's an epic feat if ever there was one!
What's hell like? How's the new body?

I guess we better go get our stuff and head out before more of these mangy ratmen show up.

Sinners 2023/11/25(Sat)22:05 No. 1078000 ID: ea857f
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"are you really Dia?" Runi gasps, "did you really come back from the pit? did... hhhah...! did you meet Lucifer...? please, tell me all about it!!"

Dia gives a tight, sultry smile, like a cat being courted by a mouse, "mmm. there'll be time later."

"hey Runi, you got any hang ups about camp food?" Jess hums, sliding her sword in its sheath.

"oh? n-no..."

"topper." she grins, "you can come hunting with me if you like. two bows means half the work."

"oh?" Runi sniffs, "I haven't thought about what to do when we got back to camp..."

"I'll be cooking. an other set of hands could be nice." Taalsen rubs her chin thoughtfully, "especially with this wound."

"oh!" Runi gasps, "are you going to be ok? that gash was pretty bad...!"

"Jess had some medical wine, thankfully." Taal beams, "but, thank you. the phantoms won't make any claims on me tonight."

Runi sighs, relieved, "in that case... I am decent at working with food... I was a cook for a month or two when i got off the boat, until the boss got paranoid that I was chasing his daughter... I don't mind helping with whatever you or Jess need."

"how about you, lurch?" Jess grins at Dia, who doesn't glance back.

"scoped a hot spring on the path here." she grunts, "I'll have a bath."

"suit yourself!" Jess smirks, "I'm not setting your tent up, so if you don't want to sleep on the ground you better be back before sun down.

Dia snorts, grinning, "right."

Runi thinks about Dia bathing, despite trying not to think about Dia bathing, and soon Dia bathing is all that the jackal girl can think about. Dia bathing, that is. she grabs her scimitar's hilt and rubs her paw against the wooden finish. stimming with her weapons helps to ground her. actually, Runi considers that maybe spending the afternoon by herself would be nice. maybe she could go grab firewood and just hike for a bit on her own, or she could oil her blades and darn any damage on her kufiyyeh. she considers that some time on her own would do her good, now that she doesn't have to check over her shoulder for the brothel owner or the tavern landlord ready to scold her or whack her with a spoon for being lazy.

"you can come too, little pup." Dia hums. Runi's brain doesn't process it for several seconds, just tilting her head side to side and wagging her tail in confusion, until Dia smirks and repeats, "if you like, you can come to the spring with me."

Runi blinks and opens her mouth a few times. she considers the proposition. is she... is Dia coming on to her or is this one of those platonic things women do that Runi is too lesbian to understand? she can't get a read on Dia at all. in fact, she can't get a read on any of her party! Jesskah and Taalsen are a couple, she figures, but Jesskah came onto her last night at the bar, and Taalsen was egging her on! Dia keeps flirting with her, but her eye glares coldly, like an owl sizing up a mouse darting through a field. Runi realizes she's been quiet for a while. she resolves to answer.

she is going to spend the afternoon...

As tantalizing as being pawed around by Dia or being alone in the woods with Jesskah may be, I think helping the injured Taalsen with chores, especially if they play to your strength.

So I say agree to help Taalsen with the cooking.

Also side note: What's this totem you're getting? Are you stealing culturally significant treasures from the Kobolds?
I mean they're clearly uh... terrible. But if you're robbing them, that certainly casts this whole violent interlude in another light. How much do you *actually* know about your three compatriots?

>>1078007
Yeah as tempting as the other options are Taalsen is the most in need of assistance

well you are the new kid to the party so you should probably make yourself useful to the party first before deciding to have fun. Just one of those things every new guy has to go through. That said help cook, that way if any of the kobolds try and follow the party home the wounded party member won't have to try and fend them off by herself. The other two are in much better shape to either fight them off or run away.

Go with Dia, and at some point ask her to clarify whether she's flirting with you. Clear communication is key in a group.

Sinners 2023/11/28(Tue)23:49 No. 1078261 ID: ea857f
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Runi is going to spend the afternoon helping Taal out at camp! Dia doesn't need any help, and honestly spending the day out alone in the woods with Jess and a handful of weapons sounds slightly dangerous considering the frenzy she worked herself into earlier. Runi grabs Taal's hand and squeezes, "I'll give you some help at camp...! I figure you deserve to relax a bit..."

Taal beams, blushing, "ah...! thank you Runi darling!"

Jess grins and gives a playful huff, "hey don't get too ahead of yourself, I saw her first."

"I know!" Runi yowls.

"I was talking to Taal." the goblin flashes her canines playfully.

Dia hums as she starts to walk away, "will bring some water back from the spring."

the party goes off on their various directions, away from the ruins and the filth and bodies of the slain creatures. the ruins are quiet for a while, the kobolds lay cold and quiet, alone.

Sinners 2023/11/28(Tue)23:50 No. 1078262 ID: ea857f
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a trio of figures trudge into the hall, led by a scrawny rasping thing.

"look! look see!!! look and witness!!! this is what they did!! the things from above they came and, and..." the kobold gasps as the three figures push past him. the leader of the three stops and crouches to look at the gore.

"six forward scouts, each dead from a single blow, it looks." the warren host captain grunts, "Akir, Gunzi, any ideas?"

"adventurers, clearly." Akir, the broadest of the three hums.

"why would rogues come down here?" the tallest one, Gunzi scratches its head, "Kadra, captain, any ideas?"

Sinners 2023/11/28(Tue)23:51 No. 1078263 ID: ea857f
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"I assume they were trying to get out of the snow." the leader says, crawling along the floor to get her eyes on the footprints, rubble, everything, "black blood."

she points to a few drips of blood, "an elf was injured... and they holed up in that old pantry... it looks like the door got battered, and they charged the scouts."

"charged them with what?" Gunzi growls, staring at the two kobolds chopped cleanly in half.

"must have been a hulking thing. an orc or a minotaur, maybe?" Akir sniffs.

"it would be a shame if we were spilling blood with other demihumans." Kadra checks the body of a kobold with a hole blown through his chest, "what do you make of this?"

"looks like he got hit by a sling or something, but much stronger... magic, maybe?" Akir posits as he takes inventory of the weapons and marks on the floor.

"magic doesn't exist that could do that." Gunzi growls, "the cauldron is the only real magic, everything else is hedge wizardry and sleight of hand."

Kadra slides her paws on the floor until she finds a small malformed lead ball, "hmmm... the sling theory might hold some water, though, this is simply too small to do that kind of damage... unless it was accelerated somehow... what about that other one?"

Gunzi looks at the body of a kobold that had been stabbed in the ribs. it has no weapon on its person, and the stab wound looks jagged, like...

"this one was killed by an other kobold." she gulps.

the other two stare back. Gunzi presents the body for Kadra to look over. Kadra hums, "you are right... but..."

she slides the belt open, and finds a couple of hairs, along with fraying which means a blade was stored on the belt and improperly drawn, and it must be a sharp blade as well.

"this one looted a weapon. then it was taken back by the adventurers." Kadra sniffs the hairs, her sensitive nose picking up the musk of a kobold, along with spices, incense, some kind of soap, and... lavender...

"it was a kobold, but it wasn't a northerner." Kadra reasons.

"Baelar." Akir grimaces.

"southerner." Kadra corrects.

"so, what's the picture?" Gunzi tilts her head, "what do we do next?"

"this was likely self defense. the forward scouts must have seen a group of people they didnt recognize, and they didn't follow protocol and return to the warren to fortify. they must have tried to ambush the adventurers, injured one of them, and then got wiped out in retaliation." Kadra wipes her knees as she stands.

Sinners 2023/11/28(Tue)23:54 No. 1078264 ID: ea857f
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"so what are we going to do?" Akir asks.

"I'm going to just have to go out and talk to them." Kadra groans, "I'll bring the southerner back to the warren and get the full story, then we'll determine the penalty."

"bringing a southerner into the warren is going to be a bad idea." Gunzi huffs.

"I'll put it under protection." Kadra reasons.

"the warren host is as likely to assault the thing as anyone." Akir grumbles.

"I'd like to see any of them try to face me." Kadra grins.

the two warren host underlings flinch just a bit, "ahh, of course we're... we would never, sir!"

Kadra smiles and pokes her chest triumphantly, "I know. you're both trustworthy. rare for lawmen... keep the peace, I'll be back by morning!"

Everyone is into Runi, baelar is still popular among the kobolds and one sniff was all it took for Kadra to start simping.

It explains how she got those nicks and scars, if that's how smoothly Kadra thinks this is going to go.

Maybe that confidence is earned. We'll see!

rolled 58 = 58

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Okay, let's get this out of the way.

Rolling to seduce Akir.

rolled 71 = 71

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And Gunzi.

rolled 60 = 60

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And Kadra, because three is good luck.

>>1078400
>>1078403
>>1078404

The dc was 12:V

They're possums and I'm trash, it gives me a bonus.

Sinners 2023/12/02(Sat)00:22 No. 1078451 ID: ea857f
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"please be careful, Kadra!" Gunzi calls after the kobold as she hefts her longsword and starts off on the path into the forest, "if you don't come back I'll have to be Akir's boss!"

Kadra puts her sword on her back and crouches low to follow the footprints. the snow has obscured them, but she has plenty of ways to track the party. she takes an other whiff of the fur, and picks the trail up as it wanders through the trees. a southern kobold, this far up north. partying with demihumans and elves... Kadra smiles a bit. the thought of it makes her a bit happy. she shakes the thought from her head. she is bringing a party to justice, and that's it! she continues to follow the trail, wondering passively if the southerner has any food or wine from the south, and if she could convince her to share some.

Sinners 2023/12/02(Sat)00:23 No. 1078452 ID: ea857f
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deeper into the woods, cloaked by a sudden dip, and deep enough into the trees that the smoke couldn't be seen on foot, Runi is peeling potatoes, wearing Taalsen's smock; a little canvas thing with a design of several tiny deer frollicking on it. Taalsen hums as she works the campfire, getting it nice and stable.

"what are we cooking tonight?" Runi asks as she wipes her blade on Taalsen's adorable smock.

"depends on what Jessie brings back. maybe rabbit stew? or grilled venison..." the elf smiles dreamily. Runi studies her face, as she tends to with people. she had never met a Wood elf before Taalsen. wood elves are similar to other elves, but odd in some specific ways. the antlers and black eyes are obvious, but an other more subtle thing is the shape of the jaw, and the teeth. Taalsen's canines are big, and her incissors are powerful. her arms are long and slender, but the muscles are tight, and when she flexes, they're like girders.

"you've got a cute look on your face, darling." Taalsen giggles, snapping Runi out of it.

"oh...! sorry, I was staring, I..." Runi stammers as she starts to chop the potatoes.

"it's ok." Taalsen beams, "hey, I think you're quite pretty too."

Runi blushes, scrunching up as she moves on to slicing an onion, "uhm... you and Jess...?"

"mmm." she nods, "we're together. that was obvious I'm sure. I was on pilgramage from Elfwood to the old holy land when we met. she was on her own journey, sent by her clan to defeat a mighty thing and bring back a trophy."

"oh, did you start adventuring together?" Runi sniffles, blinking tears from her eyes as she tosses the diced onion into the pot.

"oh, no!" Taalsen giggles, "no she decided I was going to be the mighty thing she defeated."

"oh?" Runi smirks, peeling a carrot, "no offense but..."

"oh I know I don't look like a warrior." she stands and walks off to the spice bag, "of course back then I was bolder and more willing to prove myself, so I looked the part. anyway, she and I fought. I threw her through a barn... after a while, I think we both forgot about our reasons, and we just fought because, well, we liked the fight. we liked crossing weapons, and we like seeing the other one exherting herself. I loved the look in her eyes when she barely managed to parry my strike..."

Taalsen pours some spices onto the chopped vegetables as Runi smirks, "so you two fell for each other while you were fighting to the death."

"you know, opponents and lovers have a lot of commonality. both are driven by an urge to learn each other, both are intimate, both require respect and equality between participants. if you have no love or respect for your partner then they are simply an object to you, and if you have no love or respect for your opponent, then they aren't an opponent, they're a hinderance."

Taalsen rubs her palms, and holds them to the fire, "ah, it's so cold out here... anyway, yes, Jessie and I have a complicated relationship. we love each other, and that's all there is to it, I suppose."

"but you're open?" Runi hums.

Taalsen smiles, nodding, "yes! it's quite a bit simpler when you're on the road all day and night, crawling through barrows and fighting coiling, oozing things. some nights Jessie needs things I can't give her, and I'm always energetic so sometimes Jessie's too tired to keep up."

"you're energetic?" Runi giggles, "you seem so calm though."

"mmm." Taalsen narrows her eyes and grins as she unfastens her collar, "you've not seen me eye something I really want before..."

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"oh?" Runi stretches her legs toward Taal playfully, leaning back and giving a pout, "I could have sworn you wanted me..."

"not with your clothes on." Taalsen bares her teeth as she pulls her top up to let her chest out to the fire.

Before you get to the sex make sure you disinfect that hickey, because mouth germs are no joke

give an appreciative whistle from the view and after a second let your eyes wonder to her wound and ask her if it's still bothering her... Then ask if she has any other scars she's picked up in her travels and the story behind them. What, you're curious about what story she has to share and the fact it lets you look over even more of her body is purely coincidence I assure you.

Lovers and opponents in a fight to the death are similar?
Okay. Taalsen is completely nuts.

And buy a girl drink first, shucks buster. I say we should take it slow and maybe flirt while continuing the cooking chores.

By which I mean blush heavily and stammer some incoherent nonsense and then probably cut yourself on the knife.
Or ask about the scars. That's good, too.

Sinners 2023/12/02(Sat)22:09 No. 1078539 ID: ea857f
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"I carrots... I see! I uh, I can, wow, you're have uhm!" Runi says in what she hopes is a smooth way, "I'm... I, I, wow you healed fast...!"

"oh, yes!" she pulls her shirt off and hangs it over the railing of her tent, "medical wine, plus natural elven healing. past the initial worry of catching something, the wound never worried me. hopefully it'll scar up nicely."

"do you have, uhm, a lot of... them...?" Runi nearly lets the cutting board topple over as her tail refuses to behave. her breath clouds up in front of her face like a smoke bomb as she hyperventilates, she gulps over and over as her mouth waters and the fur on her neck stands on end. she is actually feeling very hot right now despite the cold.

"mmhmm!" Taalsen smiles as she sits back down, "though my skin is too dark to show the small ones properly. I have a few deeper ones on my back, would you like to."

"yes!!" Runi's mouth revolts against her brain. her mouth has always been the most lesbian part of her body. the kobold sets the cutting board down and nearly hops from her chair.

"oh my... you're so eager... good girl~" Taalsen coos, patting her lap. Runi sits in it with zero consideration, and the elf takes her wrists and wraps the jackal's arms around her waist.

"mmm." Taal smiles, "you're so very warm..."

Sinners 2023/12/02(Sat)22:12 No. 1078540 ID: ea857f
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Runi whines softly, hugging the half naked elf tightly as she slides her paws down her back, feeling the crisscross texture of old scars. the kobold shivers, nuzzling her snout into the elf's shoulder, taking in her smell. elves smell amazing... like fresh soil, grass clippings, and a hint of iron. actually, now that she considers it, her nose has always been the most lesbian part of her body.

Taalsen scratches the back of Runi's head lovingly, "how far would you like to go tonight little pup?"

>how far would you like to go tonight little pup?
what does she mean by the.... the bitch is challenging you. She's seeing if you'll chicken out. You'll show her, take your top off as well to show her you're no coward. In fact, for every piece of clothing she takes off match. If she wants to play this game of chicken then you sure as hell won't be the one who backs down first. Who cares if this takes long enough that you completely forget about the cooking, your pride is on the line... and maybe more.

"We still need to make dinner but I wanna add our fluids."

>>1078563
A bit too early for the second part, but I support the "business before pleasure" approach.

>>1078540
Supporting "we need to make dinner" but after that how we should have no problem getting a bit wild

> "I'll be cooking. an other set of hands could be nice." Taalsen rubs her chin thoughtfully, "especially with this wound."

> "medical wine, plus natural elven healing. past the initial worry of catching something, the wound never worried me. hopefully it'll scar up nicely."

... clever girl.

How much dinner prep work is even left to do or possible to do before Jesskah returns with her kill?

Because if there's still a lot to do, you should finish that. If it's not a lot, go with the flow. Maybe keep it to second base for now? Rushing things might be a bad idea. You hardly know her after all.

Sinners 2023/12/06(Wed)21:11 No. 1078868 ID: ea857f
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"I want, I uhm... I want you to do it all! I can handle it!" Runi barks.

"oh?" she smiles, "what are you into?"

Runi perks a brow, "umh?"

"kinks, dear."

"o-oh!" Runi hums, "I uhm... I never thought about it... I like kissing, groping, I like it when someone holds my love handles..."

"how much play have you done?" Taalsen tilts her head with a motherly smile on her lips.

"play? like... spanking, tying my hands, stuff like that? not much..."

"mmm." Taalsen gives her a reassuring scritch to the back of her neck, "probably best for me to start slow then..."

"no!" Runi whines, pulling her kufiyyeh off her neck and beginning to disrobe, "I uhm... I can keep up! I've been around...!"

the Kobold figures this has to be some kind of high level domming, acting so aloof and hot and smelling so sexy, but then trying to take things slow... it has to be some kind of play. whatever Taalsen throws at her, Runi is not going to be the bleating lamb or the purring little kitten!

"ok." Taalsen smiles, "in that case, what safe word works for you?"

"safe word...?" Runi gulps, taking her shirt off and realizing she looks a lot pudgier and soft than she thought she would in relation to the iron hard muscles of the wood elf, "I... d-don't need one...!"

"Runi sweetheart..." Taalsen coos, "you absolutely do..."

"what are you into?" Runi says, starting to scrunch up self consciously.

"whipping, cutting, hot wax, branding, frottage, dirty talk, breathplay, consentual nonconsent..."

Runi's eyes dilate, and she stammers, "I uhm...!"

the Kobold nuzzles into Taalsen's chest and whimpers, "uhm ok... you might have a point..."

the elf hugs her tightly and sigh softly, "it's ok... go at your pace little pup."

Runi gives Taal a smooch, "I like where we are right now... just curled up together, the fire going, hugging, grinding against your boner..."

"wait..." the Kobold blinks, and glances up at Taal, and back to the elf's groin.

Taalsen tuts happily, "right! you've not met a wood elf before, I forgot! sorry, dear, the antlers are a dead give away for most. I hope that's not a deal breaker..."

"no!" Runi smiles, "I uhm... I've never been with a..."

"Trans woman." Taalsen finishes.

"yeah... but I'm interested."

the elf giggles, "that's good! one thing I'd never want to be is uninteresting..."

Runi hums, hugging Taalsen tightly, grinding lightly onto her thigh. the kobold doesn't really know what she's doing, but she does know she enjoys where she is right now. Taalsen lets her sit there for a while, petting her and stroking her fur. she stays there, her senses filled with lovely smells and soft carress and the feeling of her companion's softly rising chest, for who knows how long. when Taalsen speaks again, Runi jumps out of her half asleep state.

"hey." she whispers sweetly, "you're very warm, but my back is getting very cold..."

"did I fall asleep...?" Runi mutters, blinking drowsily.

"for just a minute or so." Taalsen says, smiling, "Jess or Belosi should be back soon, can you wipe the pot with some of that tallow we have left?"

Runi yawns and starts to slick the pot, as Taalsen stands to put her shirt back on. the Kobold thinks about things, her nose filled now with the savory flavour of rendered fat.

"anything else you'd like me to do?" Runi squeaks, her mind spinning over the image of Taalsen penetrating her.

"I don't want to start cooking until Jess gets back. if we cook it too long the oniosn and garlic will burn and make the stew taste too earthy..."

Runi nods, and stares at the pot and the thick tallow on its floor and sides. she thinks about Taalsen. she's very kind, very warm, and apparently very willing to hurt a partner... Runi wonders if she could handle Taalsen, but she knows she wants to try. she catches her paw sliding down her tummy. Runi shivers, realizing that she is very aroused. something about grinding on an elf girl's cock got her worked up. she sets the pot near the fire, to let the tallow heat up, and stands to look around for something to occupy her hands. maybe she should just go out to rub one out before Jess and Dia get back? or maybe she should just distract herself with a chore? or should she maybe try to continue things with Taalsen?

>consentual nonconsent...
Huh, and here I was thinking that was a racist elf stereotype but I guess they do like being dominated.

But if you do want to try something with her, since she likes breath play you could try smothering her with your fat ass while she eats you out while you give her a hand job.

Find a chore to do for now. When Jess comes back, tell her you have the hots for Taalsen very much.

Surely there's time for a quickie. Ask Taalsen if she's down.

You seem distracted... doctor love prescribes you suck a dick to calm down while you take care of yourself

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"Hey Taal..." Runi clears her throat, "you're uhm, into breathplay and stuff?"

the elf beams, nodding, as she clears snow from around the tents, "yes, I'm a bit odd in my tastes."

"would you want me to uh..." Runi smiles nervously, "sit on your face...?"

Taal looks back at Runi and smirks, "ah. well, dear... I meant breathplay for my partner. I have a thing for causing pain. I'm a bit a a sadist, hehehe."

Runi's tail wags as the idea of Taalsen doing harm to her clouds her vision. Runi had never had anything more than light spanking but the idea of someone that could snap her in half like a twig toying with her like that... it really excites her. Runi is used to being the top, maybe a little time being a pain princess would be nice...

"do you only top?" Runi hums

"I suppose I'm open to alternatives." Taal gives a playful smirk, "what do you have in mind?"

"well, I'm usually on top, so... I was thinking..." Runi flashes her teeth, "I could sit on top of you... make you eat me out, while i play with your cock..."

Taalsen stiffles a giggle, "you're so bold when you get past that shy phase... I like it...! ok, puppy, I'll save some room for dessert tonight."

Taal gives Runi's nose a soft boop, and Runi nearly melts on the spot.

"hhhaHAaaahhhh yyeag...!" Runi blathers, "I'm going to uh, gather some firewood...."

"good idea. with how snowy its been, we'll likely need to cook the wood before we can burn it."

Runi grabs her scimitar and trots off to start collecting, with Taalsen calling "keep the campfire in view, puppy!"

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the kobold heads into the woods. elsewhere, an other kobold stalks the woods. Kadra sits atop a tree branch, catching her breath. that goblin certainly saw her, and the tiefling may have too. in any case, she's far from either of them. she shudders to think if she got caught out by whatever person was strong enough to cleave those scouts in half or punch a hole through one. well, she's safe now. she pulls her helmet off, and scratches her scalp. itchy, probably just the air drying out her skin... hopefully...

she digs under her breastplate, finds the little parchment envelope. when she shakes it she can hear the little pills slide around. she smiles. still plenty. she looks up at the sky and tries to figure out what time it is. she should take a pill soon, but she has time. first, she'll find this kobold. she doubts anyone else in her group speaks beast tongue. she just needs to convince them to come with her, and this chore can be over with, and she can go back to her work.

she shoots upright. footsteps below. she nearly drops her helmet as she shifts to hide in the branches. a kobold. a southerner! that must be her... Kadra perks a brow, she is rather pretty... and also preoccupied. she stares down at the forest floor, gathering fallen branches, occasionally muttering something to herself in a flustered voice and giggling. eventually she sighs and leans against a tree. Kadra stares at her for a while, wondering if she should confront her, or just keep watching for now.

Your proposal won't be appealing to them and they've already shown aggression, so it's better to demonstrate your diplomatic approach is intentional and not fear of retaliation. For this reason get near this southerner while she is alone and vulnerable, state your desire to talk peacefully and, depending on her reaction, either offer a meeting somewhere else when she calm down or hopefully have a civilized conversation here and now.

could you sneak down and away from her without being seen and causally stroll by her and be surprised to see another kobold here and just pretend to be an adventure doing a scouting run to get information and a lay of the land for some quick coin since you couldn't find a group willing to team up with a kobold and just happened to bump into her? Or would traveling alone be too suspicious?

If it could work could be a good way to ask her about her group and if she doesn't like them then try and convince her to come with you. hell maybe ask her about her adventures so far and see if she can tell you what happened back at the fort without directly asking her what happened back there.