<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e9/394599_445596018814015_79249732_n.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Cormac (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=173912.msg8216177#msg8216177)<br/><strong>Nationality:</strong>Cimmerian<br/><strong>Class/Skill Set:</strong>Barbarian/Warrior (strength, climbing, stealth, hunting)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Inside the Leaky Wench, from the common room to his room<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Mira (as Katurah)<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Crom,"</strong>uttered the barbarian to himself.  Quite the foxy little minx, that Mira was.  Her words told him to go away while her ass told him to grab her and make her his.  He decided to ignore his ears and use his eyes when interpreting these mixed messages.<br/><br/>Now was no longer the time for talk, but for action.  Cormac followed Mira, took her slim, fair wrist in his swarthy, thick hand, and walked toward the stairs with her in tow.  Not wanting to risk her tripping and falling on the steps, he just picked her up and carried her over his shoulder.  He gave her bottom a spank to keep her quiet and still, and walked to his room.<br/><br/>After opening the door, entering, and locking the door behind him, Cormac went to his bed and dropped Mira, ass-first onto it.  He removed his shirt and pants so that he was standing naked before her, like a giant muscular statue created by a talented sculptor, his long, thick cock already pulsing with each of his heartbeats, adding length, girth and angle to his member with each passing moment.<br/>