<span style="color: #8000ff">"Sounds like I'll just need to prove you wrong, and since it'll just be a dud egg there's no real risk of anything getting hurt. Or I could just tell you that my spear and armor can operate autonomously. I could be dead or unconscious and my armor could form around me and carry me to safety." </span>Once in the jungle she inhaled deeply and wiggled her toes to feel the mud between them.<span style="color: #8000ff">"This is... nice. A lot nicer than I was expecting it to be. That's fine then and if I start to worry about why I can't contact him I won't be in the mood to get laid so let's not talk about him. Show me what you usually hunt around here, I'm curious to see what lives in a place like this."</span><br/><br/>"Ya look like a human suckin' Elf who wears de Horde colors because she wouldn't know de word loyalty if it was tattooed on a man's cock." Saerwynn barely fought back a fit of giggles as the man shooed them out of his shop. Once outside the succubus laughed and the box of knives appeared in her hands.<span style="color: #b3b300">"Then we'll give him a gag gift, but we need to find something good."</span>With a snap of her fingers the box disappeared with a 'poof'.<span style="color: #b3b300">"So kitchen stuff is out... maybe a nice pelt robe to wear around the house? It does seem to get chilly over there."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>