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Hat-tori
Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
The manacles were heavy on the robed woman's arms. They were meant to stop her magic. She slumped with their weight, feeling it pull on her shoulders. The air was muggy, warm, and unseasonal, heady in this swamp where she'd been found. She grimaced - She was to be brought to Central City, to be presented to the God of Law, for execution. She didn't even know his crimes.
She wasn't ugly, not by far. She was tall, with features that brought to mind a hawk, sharp eyes of blue and hair of black. Fit, as well, strong from work and labour around his home to stay alive. Even some hunting. A nice, hourglassy figure, with decent breasts that showed even with the heavy robe. She groaned as they set out. She on horse, knight on foot. Of course. Her feet would be a bloody mess by the time they arrived, and the knight'd spend half of it asleep.
The road ahead seemed so long...
She wasn't ugly, not by far. She was tall, with features that brought to mind a hawk, sharp eyes of blue and hair of black. Fit, as well, strong from work and labour around his home to stay alive. Even some hunting. A nice, hourglassy figure, with decent breasts that showed even with the heavy robe. She groaned as they set out. She on horse, knight on foot. Of course. Her feet would be a bloody mess by the time they arrived, and the knight'd spend half of it asleep.
The road ahead seemed so long...