<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/c3/1e/b2/c31eb2e805170244ac042c3c0e14f636.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Ezikariel (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303516.msg14824481#msg14824481)</span><br/><strong>HP</strong>: 27/27<strong>Status</strong>: Clapping back<br/><strong>AC</strong>: 15<strong>Tagging</strong>: Iclyn, Wren<br/><br/><br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><strong>Roll:</strong><br/><strong>damage:</strong><br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Religion Check Results</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Success</strong><br/>Wren recognizes the name Azur as being the Aethysian name for Myneria, her patron goddess. Aethys being the continent which neighbors Tyrn to the far west. She gets the sense that this olive skinned elf must therefore hail from one of the many independent city-states in that desolate continent. Wren is also aware that the Aethysian iteration of her goddess is slightly different than the one under which she was tutored. Wren understands Myneria to be a goddess of sorrow and wisdom, yet her counterpart to the far west is often depicted as a matronly goddess of vengeance. <br/><br/>In Vidusius the Elder's <em>Heralds of Creation</em>, he relays the tales of The Severance, an event in which Pylos, the Flamewarden and most prominent of the Herald Gods, abandons the world in his pain and anguish leaving a trail of his spark in the cosmos above to follow. In the tale, Aveen, the Night Deceiver, grows envious of the perfect love and joy Pylos and Myneria shared. To experience it, Aveen disguises herself as Myneria for a single night and lays with Pylos. Realizing she will never have Pylos's eternal affection, Aveen feigns death in the form of Myneria. Upon seeing this, Pylos falls to grief and sorrow, leaving the world and swearing never to return. <br/><br/>According to the Tyrnian version of the tale, Wren knows that the story resolves with Myneria weeping for thirty days and nights in her state of abandonment, creating the rivers and the seas and the oceans, and drowning Aveen down into the underworld to reside for eternity, before Myneria's sorrow turned to wisdom. However, thanks to some not-so-allowed extracurricular reading she also is aware of the Aethysian version, which claims that the Weeping Matron turned vengeful towards Aveen, cursing her with a grotesque demonic form and banishing her to Underworld realm of Decarus, the place where all things end save for the Mistress who presides over it. </div></div><br/>Ezi could only smile back warmly at the halfling, admiring her vigor and bravery. Ezi leaned in close to her. "If there were people where we are going, I would be concerned. Alas, there will not be." she paused to turn back and watch her pet begin to mount Kayla.<br/><br/>"Frame it however you like, if your blue friend swears to do as instructed I swear in turn that you won't be the next one underneath my big cocked pet with legs spread wide," Ezi muttered, satisfied with herself as she turned Wren's face just in time to see Isabella claim her first virginity. Having no idea what Wren was saying to Ezi, Iclyn could only ponder and look at the olive toned woman with a mixture of fear and apprehension, glancing back at her bound friend.<br/><br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/c3/30/41/c330414e795e3aa8aebfe648f2a5cf76.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Isabella (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303516.msg14822141#msg14822141)</span><br/><strong>HP</strong>:18/18<strong>Status</strong>: Achievement Unlocked: Virginity Claimed<br/><strong>AC</strong>:13<strong>Tagging</strong>: Kayla<br/><br/><br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><strong>Roll:</strong><br/><strong>damage:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>A momentary grin flashed across Isabella's face as Kayla relented and took a position on her back. Isabella loomed over her, her bountiful breasts tangling down and pressing into Kayla's form. Kayla gave her consent, and Isabella nodded in return, a free hand stroking her leaking member and slowly aligning it with Kayla's un-besmirched passage.<br/><br/>The initial resistance was severe, as the flared head of Isabella's massive breeding tool kissed the slit of Kayla's womanhood. A small push of the hips and nothing gave way. Isabella was equal parts eager and careful, knowing full well that if<em>her</em>first cock was one like this she would've been a wailing, crying mess. Her chest heaving with anticipatory breaths, she leaned in close, pressing her forehead against the nook of Kayla's collarbone, grabbed her by the hips with one hand, and pushed. Something gave way at least as she felt herself sink into Kayla's heat. Her mouth fell open in a silent gasp before she began to kiss along Kayla's collarbone, slowly moving her hips back and forth to let her lover get used to her size.