<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/c4C5CZX.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Yokun da Nukoy (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333483.msg15884568#msg15884568)<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Human Boxer<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>A small river to the North of the Cypress tree. Evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>open<br/><br/>Now that he had spent some time with himself the angry goatman was right in telling him to get washed up. Not that Yokun was against being clean he quite liked it, but when you spend most of your day drinking yourself into trashcans. Going into a vat of water that is deep enough to fully submerge yourself in isn't exactly the best thing to do if you want to keep living. And though he has smelt dead plenty of times he has never had the pleasure of meeting Lady Death in her bed chambers! Though from what he remembered from the other Drunken Masters she has a wonderful bust and is tremendously bendy.<br/><br/>So someday he might look forward to joining her in eternity and oblivion. Granted even then he should likely get a bath first, never being one to worry about shame or embarrassment Yokun quickly worked out of his clothes placing them all on the bank his thick manhood reacting slightly in the cold causing a nice shiver to run up and down his spine. Reaching down he patted the chunky snake. "Don't worry buddy, once we're nice and clean well head back to the Inn. Maybe Zi-Zi will be free, ooo or maybe some new women came into town and we could make their personal acquaintance, you know before someone spoils our fun." Chuckling lewdly to himself he dove into the water scrubbing himself while fully submerged.<br/><br/>Even in town he preferred to keep his bathing quick. Nothing is worse than getting attacked by a bunch of Goblins or Bandits soaking wet and buck ass naked. He was captured by bandits once in such a position, the Bandit boss woman took a liking to him and demanded he join her band, he needed the coin so consented. But the bandits lived in a smelly cave and there were just too damn many of them, Yokun doesn't like big crowds. He thought of escaping once or twice, but it was in the middle of winter and she kept him well sloshed on alcohol most days. The sex wasn't bad either even if she looked like a mountain goat with braided hair. He was gone come spring and never looked back, sometimes he wondered what became of Doe the Brawn. Probably still a bandit...but who knows if he ever got the coin to head South he might go look her up. Maybe he had a kid or two with her he didn't know about? Wouldn't that be a hoot and half?<br/><br/>Coming back up for air he laughed seeing all the grim and gross slough off him. Getting away from the much he dove back down and did a little aquatic acrobatics for his own amusement. Once again as he came up for air he decided he was clean enough, but he had come up right besides a mint plant. Mint was always a scent he loved, reminded him of home in some weird way, and the goatman did say something about scented oil. With a laugh he reached onto the bank and grabbed a copper piece and placed it by the mint plant. "Hello sir or madam. I would like yo buy you mint oils!" The wind blew and he took that as the plant saying yes so with a slightly mad chuckle he plucked a bit off and ground it into his hands before tossing it at his armpits and chest rubbing it in until he smelt like a mint plant himself. Too much? Probably...but overkill is underrated.<br/><br/>Once that was done he left the copper piece and clambered onto the bank to roll in the grass and dry off. Nothing chafed more than wet skin under dry clothes...or was that the other way around? He contemplated this a bit while a steady wind dried him the rest of the way, he was nearly done when the unmistakable smell of roasting meat and alcohol reached his nose. Jumping up like a dog on a scent he just pulled on his pants then crawled along the ground following the smell. Cresting a small hill he began hearing the sounds of laughing and singing. Keeping low he peered down the hill, there was a small band of Gnolls gathered around a campfire. A hapless sheep was butchered and being roasted over the roaring flames. The mutton smell made his stomach growl loudly and his mouth water uncontrollably, he was so damn hungry and thirsty, but Gnolls were nothing to mess with. Even armed they were a handful, slinking back over the hill he went to go get the rest of his stuff coming up with a plan.<br/><br/>There were three around the fire one male and two females. And they all looked very young, though far from being an expert on Gnoll...things. They could be ancient and wield terrible blood exploding magic! Yokun wasn't keen on being exploded today wasn't even a Saturday night...he didn't think. And the best explosions always happen on Saturday it was like a natural law somewhere...maybe, once more he wasn't an expert on...things. But he had faith in his sneakiness and speed, and that alcohol smelled so good! And he believed he could at least get that it was by the smaller female Gnoll nearest to him on the hill. Though she didn't much look like the other female Gnoll, that one was smaller and had a fluffier tail. But still not being an expert on Gnolls that could be the norm for them. Once everyone was back on him and he had his gauntlets strapped on he snuck back over the hill his plan to keep as low and quiet as possible and just steal one of the alcohol barrels before running away. He remembered seeing a bounty posted by Oberyn talking about giving copper pieces for Gnoll teeth, but that required fighting the Gnolls and Yokun wasn't going to bother with that noise!<br/><br/>Once more he crested the hill, but the two other Gnolls were gone leaving the  fluffy female (https://imgur.com/35roasb) alone around the fire. So much easier now! Moving to a low crouch he got closer to the fire and heard the sounds of fucking going on behind some trees it sounds much different from the fuck rabbits. Forgetting himself for a second as he was close to the fire he hmmed outloud. "So that's what Gnolls sound like fucking." As he had concluded that's where the other two had gone, but his words not only alerted the two Gnolls going at it, but the lone female by the fire. She was as surprised as he was, even letting out a firghtened yelp falling over trying to get her spear. With a scream of panic of his own Yokun shot his fist out and punched the fluffy woman in the mouth knocking a couple of her teeth out, but he didn't knock her out, but he had stunned her enough for her to simply stare at him from the ground.<br/><br/>Sadly the other two Gnolls had heard it all and were scrambling to put their clothes back on. Adrenaline pulsing through his veins he grabbed the fluffy woman's teeth and the smallest alcohol barrel before running away screaming as the bigger Gnolls burst through the bushes and began chasing him. "HAVEN'T YOU EVER HEARD ABOUT SHARING!" He shouted back at the Gnolls booking it through the farmlands.