<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Redhurst Play</span></div><br/>In an explosion of shattered crystal the unicorn turned back into human form; the curse lifted not just of the princess, but of the minotaur as well. At first startled, Tavick took her into his arms, spinning around in joy.<br/><br/><em>Morid, oh Morid<br/>My beloved<br/>When I thought you lost<br/>Here you are before<br/>No swallowing sea<br/>Nor prison nor maze<br/>Can keep you from me</em><br/><br/>A disembodied narrator described the epilogue as the princess and minotaur (who was not shapeshifted but the real deal) shared a kiss.<br/><br/><em>"And so Morid and Tavick returned to their homeland. Nalsa lived with them happily as a valued friend, and the princess ruled the land fairly and wisely. And so completes The Saga of Morid."</em><br/><br/>Applause filled the auditorium. Lillin, Evgenia, and other students who took roles in the play lined up side by side, taking a bow as the curtains fell.<br/><br/>It turns out that Lillin had her own "fanon" idea of how the Saga really ended. That night she invited Kleris (<em>altered self,</em>of course) and Marcus the minotaur back to her room. And the petite tiefling and human mages shared a mighty monster cock...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Relationship Levels and Experience</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Relationship Level with Lillin is now Level 4 out of 10! 1,000 experience points gained!</strong></div></div><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Day 82, Day of Olladra's Rose</span></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">For once he couldn't think of anything, words seemed too weak for the romantic setting, and instead he turned and kissed her on the lips, softly, holding it there.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Rensha returned the kiss, wordlessly. And held it there for what seemed like an eternity. The pair fell over onto the comfy blanket, rolling over so that Kleris was on top.<br/><br/>More kissing; more fondling; heavy breaths, her orcish tusks lightly brushing against his own lips. Fingers ran through hair, a perverted wind blowing up skirts.<br/><br/>Almost as an act of will, Rensha pulled back. "Kleris...I want to continue, but not here. Let's go back to the dorms."<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>Later that night, the passion continued, but within the privacy of their own room. As soon as the door closed and the sock placed over Rensha pounced upon Kleris with renewed lust, falling back onto his bed.<br/><br/>"I want you," she whispered as she took off her shirt with one hand, another running into her lover's own shirt. Her movements were passionate yet forceful, and before long socks, skirts, and garments were flying off onto the floor, the bed, and the study table. Rensha's beautiful yet strong green form pressed against his pale skin, hardly anything keeping them apart. It was impossible to conceal an erection, a hardness that she noticed.<br/><br/>"Kleris, wha-?"<br/><br/>She looked down, and then there was silence.