Level 1 Basil strode through the door of the inn, he had a proud and dignified look on his face, but held himself wearily, it was clear to anyone who cared to take notice, that despite his pride, he was very tired.Of course, that was assuming there was anyone to take notice, seeing as the tavern was absent of the patrons that someone would normally expect to see around this time in the evening.“A mug of beer, barkeep.” Basil said as he approached the bar, “And a key to a room.” “I can

Naya was the princess of her kingdom, sent on an important journey to the nearby land of the demons. Unlike the countless soldiers and mercenaries who had been sent into those lands in the years prior, however, her quest wasn’t one of violence or retribution. She had the chance to finally make peace with the demon kingdom.



War between humans and demons had raged on ever since Naya was a little girl. It was her father who started th

The healer was giving Barvos the runs.
“Hngh! Last time I use this dump!” he grunted as he let loose another strained puff of foul gas.
“I told you, boss. That's what you get for choosing the cheapest inn.” Cinnamon stifled a chuckle as he stood outside the outhouse. The lanky redhead had his back against the outhouse wall, his hand rhythmically jerking his dick as he listened to Barvos struggle.
Pfffft...plpth.
Barvos sighed as the last of the shitty healer left

Ryan was both honored and devastated to be chosen as one of the groomsman for his old college roommate. He was glad that Dick had remembered him after all this time. But he felt that old flame in his heart rekindle when he got that email. After all these years apart, he had finally gotten over his juvenile crush, and with a single email, all the memories came flooding back.
Jerking off late at night as he listened to Dick snoring. Jerking off in the bathroom with a stolen pair of soiled boxers

Duncan found himself with no appetite that night by the campfire. Maxim watched listlessly into the fire. Alex had given up with cooking and tried to start a song with his lute, but couldn't muster the enthusiasm to start. The quiet was unsettling, the soft crackling of the fire and the discordant twangs and plucks of the offtune lute only highlighted the heavy absence in the group.
The Hulking Warrior Adam should have been the one to break the silence, not be the cause of it, Duncan thought.

Lurke’s purrs radiated through the bird’s body as they lay together, basking in the sunlight. Jay had the cat’s hand in his own, gently stroking the fur along his wrist with his taloned thumb. He could just about feel the tendons and strings of muscle moving beneath his skin when Lurke did the same, rubbing the padding on his finger against all the bird’s scales. They were strangely soft, and he twitched cutely whenever he picked his claw beneath one. Jay would respond by massaging hi