<div class="floatright">(http://s11.postimg.org/3oj9afi43/rsz_12741693.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Lyndall</div><div class="spoiler_body">Stat   |   Number<br/>STRENGTH   |   6<br/>ENDURANCE   |   4<br/>AGILITY   |   5<br/>INTELLIGENCE   |   5<br/>CHARISMA   |   6<br/>SOUL   |   3<br/><br/>STRENGTH<br/>-Melee --3<br/>-Unarmed --4<br/>-Physical Exertion --3<br/>ENDURANCE<br/>-Wilderness Survival --2<br/>-Physical Resistance --2<br/>-Sexual Stamina --3<br/>AGILITY<br/>-Ranged Weapons --2<br/>-Thievery --2<br/>-Stealth --2<br/>-Sexual Prowess --2<br/>INTELLECT<br/>-Debate --2<br/>-Studying --2<br/>-Healing --2<br/>-Psychological Resistance --2<br/>CHARISMA<br/>-Diplomacy --3<br/>-Seduction --3<br/>-Seduction Resistance --3<br/>SOUL<br/>-Casting --2<br/>-6th Sense --1<br/>-Spiritual Resistance --2<br/><br/>PU: 10<br/><br/>PPU: 7<br/><br/>Arousal: 6<br/></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">: 2 Demon Power(corrected)<br/></span></div></div><br/>She had it all, and the deal was done; the orgy was short-lived, and the demon now felt properly fed as rope after rope of creamy thick cum splattered about her figure. Though it would be nothing like what she presumed she'd get once the fire demon's power was exhausted. A thick line of semen--one of the many adorning her--covered her left eye, and she had to keep that one closed, but she was otherwise fine if not a little horny from all the sexual energy she'd wrung out of these men like impure water out of a towel. It would help, but she wanted the raw, real deal...<br/><br/><div align="center">* * * * *</div><br/>...and that would come soon.<br/><br/>The following day, Lyndall was at her best and at attention. A furtive glance to other bandits showed the appeal she'd gathered; one dozen new fans she could use, but probably would not stay around long enough to do so. A deal was a deal, and she intended to go her separate way once their business was concluded. 'Till then, though... Lyn smirked at some of the bandits knowingly. Her leather top and bottoms had been cleaned thoroughly, and there was no hint of the lewd acts that had transpired the day before, other than a wink here, a suggestive shift in her poise there...her pants were form-fitting and taut, the same heart-shaped ass she'd ground on what's-his-name yesterday was practically inviting someone to stare with intent.<br/><br/>She spoke briefly after Wen was done. "Wan Chin has gotten too big and untouched. He and his have grown complacent, content to sit on their hands. Part of today is about humbling those fools. The other part is about exactly what Wen-san here says; numbers mean little when you have ferocity with cumming--oh, pardon my slip, I mean cunning--on your side."<br/><br/>That was most<em>definitely</em>an accidental slip-up.<br/><br/>Totally.<br/><br/>She agreed with Wen's plan, however--she couldn't think of much else that had a good chance of succeeding, that didn't put her at too much risk. That settled, she strolled with them to the scene of battle, short-sword in hand as she grinned and put a sway in her walk. Not too much, she didn't want distractions getting her allies in trouble or dead.<br/><br/>