<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Kd3HZeL.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Closed Quest:</strong> Eclectic Alcohols (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333546.msg15928067#msg15928067)</span><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Risppt (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.phptopic=333483.msg15884640#msg15884640)<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Kobold Game Hunter<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>Sky Father's Thumb - Forlorn Hills| Noon W1 D3<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Selphie, Yokun<br/><strong>Hit Points</strong>12/15<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Gave a nod-nod as Yokun vanished, for being a bit drunk he did make a lot of sense. The swolbolds while dumb as rocks would definitely not have believed tiny Risppt was capable of bringing down all by himself the mountain of a man which was his companion and new-friend. Still, he hoped the distraction would be enough to get Yokun into the camp without detection or starting a fight...or at the very least would give them a chance to bonk and knock them out quickly. Those concerns that he did have however, immediately blanked out of his brain those moment he saw Selphie preparing herself.<br/><br/>Risppt just watched with rapt attention every single movement, alteration or sway as the pretty priest lady did. Though it wasn't all due to that beast lurking inside of him, the world around him did see to get a bit muted as that sole focus was poured onto her. His heart pounding in his currently small chest, blood pumping with that fired spark as he could feel other attributes of himself stiffening from the wanton lust that fed into him. He could have sworn, or at least felt himself almost going to drool even as those slender fingers of hers tugged at the hardening points of her nipples. When she presented herself then to Risppt, it took his mind easily a second to snap back into reality of things along with no just giving over to the savage brute that stirred beneath.<br/><br/>"<strong>Cap-i-tive (Captive) is-ssss prop-purrty (property) of the one who caught. They won't touch, or rissssk tribe lee-dur (leader) wrath</strong>." he would mange to rasp out finally, shaking his head as he stepped forward to begin tying those ropes around her wrists to start, before moving down and doing the same with her ankles. It needed to be convincing, though it would be easy for her to get free if she needed, Selphie he would just let go of his end and she would be able undo the whole mess. The last part of the binding ropes, he would gently urge her to bend over further before taking a small gulp as she was still clearly having an impact on him before carefully putting the final touch of that rope around her slender neck.<br/><br/>"<strong>We may have to, ssss-show you off to dissss-tract the big onesss sssss-so Yokun can get in</strong>." he would add, tugging up that hood and making sure all his own personal additions to the disguise were firmly and securely set. He wasn't worried about Selphie, but if his own disguise was lacking then all this would be for not. Still, he hoped that how she looked would draw enough attention away from Yokun AND him to let them pass without incident.