<div class="floatright">(https://ist5-2.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/7/c/v/Z/7cvZu/1438309839461.gif)</div>Asherah MacDuncan (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1832069)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Bigtree Beach Cave (Secret Tunnel) Goblin tribe cavern<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>:<strong>Drow female slave, Rurik</strong>, Amelia, Leanna, Morgan, Tallia<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 10/1<strong>AC</strong>: 12<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: Sex Obsessed,<br/><br/><hr/>Asherah fingers her druidic focus.    Having recovered her gear.    Setting her druidic focus back into her pack.   A chill is over with the dry semen that covers her body.   A body that hums with need in a exhausted state.    A sense of fullness settling in.  A knowing that she carries.   Pulling out her dagger, her fingers numb, she look back towards the shaman.  Then would begin to crawl towards him.<br/><br/>Like everything in this cavern, filled with blood and lust.   The very act of her on her hands and knees slowly crawling towards the captured goblin shaman.    Has a air of deviant erotica as her ass sash shays with the motion of her crawling.   The dagger scrapes the ground,  as she clutches dragging it with her in one hand,  in the other hand her pack drags against the ground.<br/><br/>Reaching the shaman,  Asherah pulls herself up along side of him.   She begins to lift the dagger.   Her hand shakes from exhaustion.   She has to use her other hand to also grip the dagger.   With two hands she performs a coup de grace on the shaman.   Cutting him ear to ear across his throat.   So that his life blood gushes and spills out.<br/><br/>With the shaman dying as his blood drains from him.    Asherah collapses against his body.   Exhausted she is not going anywhere without being carried.   She needs eight or more hours of unmitigated rest.  It should be obvious to her companions that she will need to be carried.<br/>