Breeding Grounds [Broken x Rosina]

[Broken Crown]

The year is 1405 H.M. Planet; Lin

Lin is a very primordial planet, housing many races such as Orcs, Goblins, Beholders, Dragons, Driders, and even massive animals and insects. It is also a dangerous magical world, that had unique characteristics.

Impregnation can happen easily across species, females have a massive fertility percentage that allows any cross species sexual relations, albeit consensually, or non.

This has created many ways for races to produce quickly, and female are to be treasured. But some persist to still take more importance in themselves to be adventurers to earn coin and fame, or others just want a quiet life. But in a world like this, it will not last long.

City; Geroldin

The city of Geroldin is a high walled society that is the hub for adventurers. At it's entrance is a pub were contracts litter a wall on the outside, from casual help for a farmer, to slaying a great beast, there are too many to count and it's updated daily. Many races congregate here to accept contracts, go into questing parties, or get drunk and score with a hot adventurer babe. To which, is a problem for them.

 

[Rosina]

A soft, delicate hand reaches towards wall and grasps one of the contract, taking a closer look at it. The owner of that hand, Scarlett, is an 18 year old female who is a little on the tall side. She has long brilliant red hair that is slightly curled and flows down all the way to to her plump ass. This is perhaps her most distinguished feature and has earned her the nickname Red among some. She has fair white skin that contrasts with her bright hair and bold blue eyes, which seem to give her a commanding presence even among men and provides her with an unquestionable beauty. Light freckling on her nose and upper cheeks distinguishes itself from her otherwise blemish free visage and results in her looking a few years younger than she is. Her build resemble an hourglass with maturing breasts and thick hips on either side of her relatively thin waist.

She is wearing the type of flamboyant outfit you could only expect from an adventurer, a mix between a whore and a seductress, but confident enough to prove that she is neither: A cloth red miniskirt that seems to be weaved with leather strips and shows off her luscious thighs, a matching short-sleeved blouse that frills an inch or two past her waist but on its back is a massive sheath that contains a great-sword that stretches almost her entire height. With a blade that heavy it was clear why she wore small amounts of armor and clothing. Her heavy boots are made of thick leather and are a similar red, they climb far up her calves, probably the most well defended part of her body; her panties on the other hand are a cute pink that grasps tightly onto her pussy and shows a noticeable cameltoe whenever someone takes an easy glance beneath her skirt. Although these panties are tight and uncomfortable on her now they were her favorite pair from when she was younger so she wears them for good luck.