Quietly feisty when humor isn't enough and when that's not enough her bow is her answer.

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RED: hinsized, shemales, femboys and females in ERP.  

GREEN: whatever fits the rp aside what's in the red zone

WHITE: Civilized beasts, dominant males that are NOT seeking pets or slaves. Short term and long term relationships.  

Don't read further if you prefer to find out through RP

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Great Adventure #4
  Trading guilelessness for a raised eyebrow

The shine of the 'World After Granja', WAG as she called it,  had been tarnished.  Still it has been quite entertaining.   Where some might have got jaded, she only became more curious, quietly curious.  She had learned to laugh in the face of adversity and now embraced the 'f u's' of life.  Granja however was not so quick to be amused.  He would be though.. in time.. if time was on her side.

Great Adventure # 3
  Trading Weakness for Strength

Granja would not be impressed but Granja is old and grumpy. She didn't think she would be returning anytime soon but she knew when she did she better have a cartload of shinies for him! Instead she had befriended a minotaur; like he had any choice. She could be persuasive when she needed to be. He was even willing to make a pact with her.  It was proving quite productive as she was quite a bit better with her bow now; even demons and Hellhounds were no longer something she had to run from.  Her bow!  Ahh the one he had found for her was truly to be treasured!

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Great Adventure # 2
  Trading the Good for even Better

Feeling the gentle swell of the waves rock the boat was a new adventure for her.   She leaned against the railing indulging herself with the motions.  And then he appeared.  Tall, Dark, Handsome! Heavy on the Handsome and with ARROWS!  She had been hunting for some for awhile now but to no avail.   He was a good man, likely too good for her but there he stood.  Helpful and Handsome! He agreed to show her where to get the supplies to make arrows with and off they went to the mine.  That was bloody hard work and dirty.  Already grimy from the day before, this wasn't helping.  Finally she had enough gems as he kept the ugly creatures occupied and off they went to get slaad tongues.   Several bruises and hits to the head later, they were off to the forge where he instructed her on how to craft the arrows for now and for ever more.  Then it was off to the baths.  Her hope was that the man would forgive her maybe for she knew Grenja was far too demanding, so just when he was the most compromised he would be, she was up and out of there with his medallion. Grenja would like the amulet she scored.  Oh yes he would.

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Great Adventure # 1
   Trading the Sun for the Sin

Free time proved the great tease when the abundance of it led her to satiate her curiosity and find the rumored City of Sin.  

She left the orc camp when the sun was the highest.  Treasures and trinkets were collected along the way but the greatest find was a peddler who traded her small bone artifact for a pair of the finest boots she had ever seen.Who cared if they had been worn before. Those and a hammered metal cross on a length of braided leather and the coil of copper and wooden beads she had found in the burnt out cottage were now her most prized possessions. The stench of burned flesh and wood clung to all three items and now to her.

Little did she know though that trading away the small bone artifact would have dire consequences.  Time was never free.

On arriving at the City of Sin, she had amused herself trying locked doors to see what was beyond only to stumble through an unlocked one and into the Great Hearth Tavern.  She paused enough to quench her thirst. Noting the grand fire the tavern was named after, could not reach the sky, Ajjeara warned those sitting by it of Yurtrus. They paid little heed but it pleased her she could trade for the water and left three white stones to keep the Grey God away.

On leaving she heard someone yelling about Luxury which led her to another Tavern in a great sun drenched desert.  

Luxury perhaps was something she could take back to Grenja. Instead she found out it was a sweet drink that left her a bit dizzy and a bit bold-er.  

When coin was demanded, she of course couldn't pay and found herself loomed over by a great beast.  It offered  her the coin which she threw at the man requesting it. She had no idea if it was enough but time was surely all spent. Knowing she could not return to Grenja empty handed, she swiped a silver pitcher as she raced out.  Surely it would please Grenja.

The sun though was beginning to set; repaying the beast would have to wait.