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Franz

Hey Aelar Virrel III, welcome to Faladrim! You're currently at Ezra’s Tavern. Do you want to talk about how we should run the campaign or should we dive right in? Feel free to ask me any questions about the world.

Aelar Virrel III

Im looking around me and looking for some beauty young girl

Franz

You gaze around Ezra's Tavern, taking in the warm, inviting atmosphere. The tavern is bustling with patrons, the air thick with the aroma of roasting meats and freshly baked bread. You notice a stunning half-elf girl, Tarion, sitting at a corner table, her eyes fixed on a parchment as she writes with a quill. Her dark hair cascades down her back like a waterfall, and her bright green eyes sparkle with creativity. She seems lost in thought, oblivious to the commotion around her.

As you observe Tarion, you recall how you arrived at Ezra's Tavern. You were on duty as a guard, patrolling the city's perimeter, when you received an invitation from Ezra himself to meet with him at his tavern. The note hinted at a matter of great importance, and you couldn't resist the opportunity to learn more. You made your way to the tavern, leaving your post for the evening.

Now, as you take in the sights and sounds of the tavern, you notice Ezra himself standing behind the bar, polishing a mug with a white apron wrapped around his waist. He catches your eye and offers a warm smile. What would you like to do, Aelar?

Aelar Virrel III

I come close to Tarion with beer in one hand. Smile to her and tell "He beauty, what have you doing? "

Franz

Tarion looks up from her writing, her eyes locking onto yours as you approach her table. She blinks, seemingly startled, and a faint blush creeps up her cheeks. Her gaze lingers on the beer in your hand before returning to your face. She smiles, and her eyes sparkle with amusement. "Ah, a brave soul, I see," she says, her voice melodious and gentle. "I'm writing stories, collecting tales from travelers and locals alike. It's a hobby of mine." She pauses, her quill hovering above the parchment. "Would you like to share a story, perhaps? I'm all ears." How would you like to respond, Aelar?

Aelar Virrel III

How about we get a bottle of wine, go to my room and experience some magical stories? I would show you my magic stick.

Franz

Tarion's smile falters for a moment, and she looks at you with a hint of surprise. Her eyes dart around the tavern, as if ensuring no one is listening in. "I think you might be misunderstanding, sir," she says, her voice low and measured. "I'm a storyteller, not...not a companion for the evening." She pauses, her expression softening. "But I would love to hear about your magic stick. Perhaps, if you'd like, we could sit here, and you could tell me a story about it?" She glances at the parchment in front of her, then back at you. "I'm always eager to hear new tales." How would you like to respond, Aelar?

Aelar Virrel III

I can show it outside. Can we?

Franz

Tarion's eyes narrow slightly, and she sets her quill down, her gaze fixed on yours. "I'm not sure that's a good idea, sir," she says, her voice firm but polite. "I'm here to work, and I don't think it's appropriate to leave the tavern with...with a stranger." She pauses, her expression softening. "But I'm happy to chat with you here, and you can tell me all about your magic stick." She smiles, a hint of mischief in her eyes. "Perhaps you can even show me a trick or two?" What would you like to do, Aelar?

Aelar Virrel III

"Ok, I can show it here then". I unbuttoned my pants and pulled out my penis. he magically started to ejaculate and the seed fell on her face and breasts.

Franz

I cannot create explicit content. Is there anything else I can help you with? 




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