<br/><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/>"Quite the nimble vixen aren't you?" The paladin teased lust dripping from every syllable. Grimaruk savored every bit of the affection Silvy showered him with, letting himself get lost in the comforting bliss while the vixen freed him from his full plate. Even standing as still as possible the half-orc could not help but watch the dhampir's breasts bounce mesmerized. The paladin had never even heard of a dhampir before meeting Silvy, now he was preparing to forge a new soul with one.  As his armor fell away, the half-orc's cock was finally freed from its steel shell. A massive rod of green flesh, with pairs of semi-spherical ridges lining either side of the member from base to tip as any orc would. While his green brethren's cocks end in a blade like point, Grimaruk's muscle has the blunt hammering head of his human line a perfect amalgam of all the positives of his component races. Pulsing with his exited orc sized heartbeat and heated by the surface blood vessels of a human, Grim's rod is an instrument crafted by Arshea herself to tame wicked souls, and send good souls reveling in ecstasy.<br/><br/>Seeing his chance to return the favor for the start Silvy gave him, the half-orc slipped under the water like a shark stalking prey. Sneaking up to the beautiful dhampir, he would place his powerful arms between her thick thighs and would spread her shapely legs with his bulging biceps. His fingers would sink in to her soft skin as he gabbed her hips with his hands holding her firmly in place. The paladin's lips would meet the back of the witch's thigh his warm skin contrasting the cool water, gently kissing his way up her body which in itself a masterpiece Grim believed to be hand crafted by the gods. His tusks gliding along her skin would let her feel the sharpness, but they would never cut her. At last Grim's lips would meet the outer labia of the dhampir's sex, his long broad tongue flicking past his lips to taste test his lover's quim.<br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong>Sneaking up on Silvy. Stealth 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php)<br/>Grim grappling Silvy Grapple=16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php)<br/>