<div class="floatleft">(https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/023/562/113/large/jordan-kerbow-orbash-vissatchfinal.jpg?1579617498)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Grimaruk Brandr<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 5 Half-Orc  Male  Paladin</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>63<br/><strong>AC:</strong>19<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>-1<br/><hr/><br/>Every muscle in Grimaruk's body tensed as Silvy wrapped herself around him, when she spoke to him the tension melted away in waves. The wondrous witch's cause the man's human blood to heat his orc skin, turning him once more a deep shade of red. The paladin winces as his sudden arousal distorts the shape of his armor, steel and leather straining to contain his erection. Finally he wheels around at lightning speed placing his arms behind Silvy's knees and shoulders, sweeping the dhampir off her feet and into his powerful arms, holding her like a princess of some great castle. "Of course dear one a bath sounds lovely." Looking down at Silvy with his characteristic grin plastered on his face, the half-orc finally notices the dhampir's unclothed beauty in his arms. "I had intended to hunt you tonight my love, but it seems I am the one caught." The paladin grows softly, his desire rumbling in his chest. With not but a fraction of his might he brings the woman up to his face and plants a passionate kiss upon her lips, taking great care to avoid harming her with his tusks. Breaking the kiss, Grimaruk looks around for his relief and spots Sresk waving, the half-orc bows his head in reply. "It seems I am all yours, or perhaps you are all mine dear Silvy." The paladins tone grows more lustful with each passing word, as he sets off for the spring cradling Silvy in his arms.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong><br/>