<div class="floatleft">(http://www2.strategyfirst.com/downloads/wallpapers/disciples3_elven_warrior_ART_640x480.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 3.95em;">KORAM</span></span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2em;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Half-Elf Knight/Marshal</span></span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">A Disciplined Warrior from the North</span><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><strong>Attitude:</strong>  Having Fun<br/><strong>HP:</strong> 33 <strong>AC:</strong> 17<br/></span><hr/><br/>Koram had always thought that the worst thing about sex was how utterly serious it was.  He was delighted, then, to see how this particular evening was developing.  The knight could hardly understand the half-elf laying there, but he reveled in that what was about to happen was to be fun, and not the usual dramatic fanfare.  Two consenting adults engaging in a recreational activity.  Why, Koram and Fallon could be playing croquet.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=52737.msg2452412#msg2452412">Quote from: Ixy on 15-11-2009, 19:14:07</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You surprised me, Koram,"  she eyes his open shirt, looks him over with a suggestive sweep of her eyes.  "Returning with not one trollop on your arm?  I thought you'd have half the county's daughters tailing you through the streets."  <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>He smiled as he careened towards her side, sliding beside her, but all the while taking a deep drought of her hair's scent.  He then coiled a large arm and placed his temple on a palm, smirking at her as he slowly traced an index around and around her taut nipple.  Koram did this the same way a magician might whisk a potion he has brewed many times, but the disinterest was feigned.  Koram enjoyed Fallon, and though he found her enamoring, it was because he found her interesting that he was now lying beside her.<br/><br/>"Ah, you speak so unkindly of my fans," he said in his charming self-effacing manner.   "They are hardly trollops.  Fortunately, I had a retinue of dwarvenfolk that kept me out of trouble.  One can manage a gaggle of hens if they have enough foxes."<br/><br/>Koram thought then that he might be providing Fallon an incorrect image of himself.  Though there had been many women that had entered his bed, it was utterly unlike him to accept them.  Nevermind, he thought.  There was time to correct images later.  Tonight, the last thing he was going to do was think deep thoughts.  Tonight, he was going to laugh and joke, albeit while having sex.  He was instantly reminded of a woman he once knew who used to kiss him with a chuckle and accept him with a smile, but Koram did not want to remember her, either.  Instead, he soaked up Fallon.  He smelled her and he touched her shoulders with his mouth, not kissing her, but smelling her.  She smelled like summer, Koram thought, jubilant, exotic, mysterious.<br/><br/>"Speaking of foxes, aren't you quite the vixen?" he said, chuckling.   "Bereaved by the prospect of never finding love!  Why, what sort of mechanism is that, my dear?  When does a lovely fawn like yourself go without a buck?"  He chuckled to himself.<br/><br/>He then sat up from the bed and swung his legs over the side.  Koram was working on shedding his boots, and thus exposed his well-developed back.  This man could very well move boulders, which seemed out-of-character considering his manners.  He was in the possession of a number of scars, each from a different engagement, but he did not make much of a deal about them, for he once again returned his attention to the source of the commotion.  Large hands enveloped Fallon's waist, and he pulled her towards him, pressing her against him, coiling his legs about hers.  Koram stared at her for a few moments before he spoke again.<br/><br/>"To adventure," he said.