The Elder Scrolls V:Skyrim

[SadDubwool]

*He places a hand on her chest before he starts unfastening her chest piece*

[Farewell]

*she blushes continuing to kiss him on the neck while her hands slowly traveled around his body taking off his armor and clothing*

[SadDubwool]

*He finishes with the chest piece before slowly taking of the clothes around her chest*

[Farewell]

*after undressing she blushes revealing her naked body and kisses him deeply and undresses him*

[SadDubwool]

*He places a hand on her bare chest before running his tail across her waist*

[Farewell]

"Mmm~" *she giggles while kissing him and moves kisses lower to his neck breathing heavier*

[SadDubwool]

*He kisses the area around her chest before moving lower*

[Farewell]

"Oh hehe..." *she blushes then moans his name quietly and softly* "oh~ tanaz'r...master"

[SadDubwool]

*He chuckles while moving down he stops at the waist and says*"Lower?"

[Farewell]

*she giggles looks at him still blushing* "wherever you want"

[SadDubwool]

*He looks up at her and stops before saying*"Yes i think that is enough for now"

[Farewell]

*she smiles and kisses him on the neck* "alright.." *her tail wraps around his*

[Ryan Naismith]

((HELLO I AM INTERRUPTING YOUR MOMENT THERE AND I AM HERE NOW))

Name: Lucas Hunt


Race/Gender:corsac fox/male


Skills/Weapons : one handed, archery. He carries a steel bow, a hunting dagger for skinning animals, and a steel broadsword he had custom made, for skinning more... humanoid opponents.


Personality:Lucas is self centered, annoyingly so. But if he begins to care about you, he will treat you as e does himself, and will do his damnedest to be as loyal to you as possible. And, as a side effect of his job, he is a bit of a loner.


About him/her:Luca hails from Cyrodiil, come to skyrim to chase some of the game there. He may it may not be there illegally, and his pack and armor are curiously devoid of any silver, his eating utensils made of wood.(hint hint)


Clothing/Armor: Lucas wears the pelts of several animals he has killed and skinned, for warmth. He also has a steel chain mail hidden under it, a hood of animal pelts and leather covering his face.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray found himself in Jorrvaskr , drinking away with the Companions.

[Ryan Naismith]

"Here." Lucas said, laying some pelts on the counter of the shop he was in. He forgot it's name. The shop owner, an elf of some sort, have him the proper amount of gold, and Lucas was on his way, exiting into the city of white... Whiterun? He didn't know, didn't care.
After that, he wandered the city a bit, walking past some fur yelling at everybody about talos, towards an overturned boat looking thing. There were sounds of drinking and being merry, so Lucas decided he might as well check it out. He took off his hood as he opened the doors.