There was something...<em>primal</em>about the area around Tialyn - something that made her mind swim with strange thoughts! Maybe it was the weird sensuality of each step, the *schlllt* and *slurrrppp* of her lissome legs carrying her forward, the loamy ground clutching eagerly at her long, smooth legs...The insects that buzzed around, whining fractiously, as if they wanted a part of the lovely elven maiden too!<br/><br/><em>Did they have to program *those* in?</em>she couldn't help but think, trying to swat the insects that were drawn to her creamy skin...She was foundering, as she made her way forward - And certainly not moving with the catlike tread elves were suppose to have! Maybe she should've picked a ranger instead...She'd be better suited to<em>this</em>environment, that was for sure!<br/><br/>But it wasn't just that, of course - While Tialyn might know (and she didn't know *how* she knew, she was just<em>sure</em>) which direction was north, the heat of the day beat against her in palpable waves...She'd already been caked with mud, her exquisitely detailed form sheened with sweat! It was a real effort, her lips parted in panting breaths...Her chest heaving just so from the exertion, as she struggled forward!<br/><br/>Part of her was marvelling at how *well* they'd recreated the...Well, the misery of trying to make your way through a swamp on foot...but the luscious PC was hardly in the mood to appreciate it! She looked rather bedraggled, but the most disturbing part of all was...How much<em>part</em>of her was enjoying it! It was strange, almost perverse, but there was a wild urge to shed her clothes - Like her inhibitions - and go frolicking through the swamp like a nymph...But she couldn't identify where they'd come from-!<br/><br/>Even with her keen elven senses, Tialyn was entirely surprised when a green blur bounded free from concealment...A gasp purring from her lips, as she half-turned to face - A frog man? "Oh my~!" she breathed, her eyes widening just so - Her gaze darting to the spear he carried...A slim eyebrow arching, as she took in the frogman's form! As it croaked at her, that tongue lolling, Tialyn's brow furrowed - She didn't understand it in the slightest! Maybe it was trying to communicate...The thing hadn't attacked her *just* yet-<br/><br/>She could flee, but it occurred to her that she was right in the middle of a swamp...And she had no idea where she was going, except<em>North</em>. Maybe one of the denizens could help her...Assuming they even understood her! But when in doubt-<br/><br/>Tialyn raised her hands, to show she didn't intend to fight - Her luscious curves, sheened with sweat and gunk, her alluring outfit plastered to her form, on full display - as she canted her head to the side! She favored the frog-man with her most fetching smile!<br/><br/>"I'm *glad* to see you, handsome~" she husked, her voice low, friendly...Almost a trifle imploring! She shifted her stance, those lissome legs crossing with a supple scrape - the effect ruined by the squelch of pulling her heels out of the sucking bog! "...You wouldn't happen to know the way out, would you? It seems like I'm lost~"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Discipline:</strong><br/>Roll(1d10)+2:<br/>10,+2<br/>Total:12</div></div>