Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150130214457/@comment-32663439-20150202044641

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Fanari nodded. "Yea, sure. One second..." she said as they teleported.

They appeared at Thirsk Hall, which didn't look any different than it was back in the time of the Dovahkiin. It seemed pretty vacant. "Nobody really stays here anymore. It's used by hunters for nightly stays, mostly. Attended by a golem most of the time, so it's kept in good repairs."

A creature that seemed to be made of dirt and stone walked around the side of the hall as she spoke. He stood over eight feet tall, and his arms and hands were disproportionate to his body. "There he is now," Fanari said. The golem was carrying a boar under each arm to a pen.

"Okay," Geistlig said. He slowly proceeded deeper inside her, until he was all the way in. He slowly pulled out a bit, and then pushed back in. He was gently thrusting in and out. "Is it too much?" he asked.