Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151103182611/@comment-29559990-20151103183532

"That means little, coming from his whore..." The Elf shrugged.

A collective gasp and a low montone key of "oooohhhhh" filled the room, except for Vordel, who stood up and slammed his fist on the table.

"You really wanna see if I'm fucking washed up?" Vordel growled. While invisible to everyone else, a faint black line could be seen slowly crawling up Vordel's neck...

"You still resisting?" He purred, his hands crawling slowly up her back....