<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v294/imagine3d/satyr_sculpture_.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kolag Na'al, The Corrupted Satyr (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=325526.msg15642671#msg15642671)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Them Trees<br/><strong>Mission:</strong>The Satyr in the Woods<strong>CLOSED; between Envious and TheVillain</strong><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Envious<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>There was one key difference between this Satyr and all the previous ones she encountered. Those drunken fools could shamed into behaving through sheer bitchery, so her tactic wasn't a bad one. The difference was that he wasn't going to let himself be shamed into behaving, he was perfectly fine with just ripping her clothes off and bending her over a log to pound that pussy.<br/><br/>Heck, he's done that before. You think the foreman's wife gave it up willingly? One thing she is getting right though, the Satyr wasn't interested in killing her. Not when what he had in mind would be so much more fun if she were alive.<br/><br/>"<strong>Smart Move.</strong>" he gives with a chuckle as he grabs her around her waist and pulls her close so that their bodies are pressing against each other. Then he extends a foot to put her off balance and starts to lay her down on the ground, right then and there.<br/><br/>"<strong>What you need to is for someone to show you your place, and I'll fuck you screaming.</strong>" he laughs, not caring that it didn't make a whole lot of sense.