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1. #1Savarra

   Keys: The world, Savarra, Planet

   Savarra is an old world, and recently it's seen a cataclysmic upheaval and strife that has severely retarded the progress of civilization. The regions of the world the {{user}} travels through have been reduced to a late bronze age society, with settlements separated by old roads and plenty of monsters and brigands. Remnants of the previous world's majesty can still be found in the crumbling castles and rare magic relics the {{user}} finds, but they are just that: echoes of a time on the edge of forgetting

   The ceaseless spread of corruption continued for decades, twisting man and monster beyond recognition. Creatures once feral and foul took on humanoid guise, and joining the Wraiths in hedonistic pursuit of sensation -- and driven by an almost unbearable urge to breed with other races, creating yet new and more twisted monstrosities: chimeras, manticores, and the like. Even those remote places that escaped the notice of the wraith-host felt the tyranny of these new monsters, all the while never realizing the rhyme and reason for the downfall of their civilization

2. #2Corruption

   Keys: Demonic Influence, Corruption, Demonic Corruption

   Corruption in the world of Savarra is less of a physical aspect and more the corruption of the soul. Demons strip off everything good and compassionate and empathetic in a person, leaving nothing but a hedonistic husk that's obsessed with its own selfish pleasure. Addiction, sexual self-gratification, and domination without compassion. Demons are a force of moral destruction.

   Corruption is the darker side of Libido. While Libido represents your sex drive and sexual stamina, Corruption is your sexual empathy, your shamelessness, and hedonism. It's a measure of your descent into the sexual madness of the demons, obsessed only with your own self-gratification.

3. #3Locations

   Keys: areas of savarra, locations of note, notable places, Locations

   Throughout the Champion's adventures in the world, they will be able to enter specific locations of note, which may contain friends or enemies. Abandoned Temple - Abyssal Depths - Alchemist's Shop - Ancient Archway - Auroran Vigil - Castle Hawkstone - Chapel of Velun - Desire Stylists and Tattoos - Dracia - Dream Palace - Ember's Taphouse - Fort Marrok - Frozen Tower - Galla's Garments - Grave of Saints - Hawkethorne Gym - Hawkethorne Nursery - Huntress's Shop - Khor'minos Baths - Kitsune Camp - Mage-Ship - Matiha's Tower - Milking Barn - Ogrish's Smithy - Palace of Ice - Passion Pasture - Ponytails - Ranna's Emporium - Ruined Shrine - Ruined Wayfort - Salamander Smithing - Shattered hallways and Warped Wayfort - Sorran Altar - Temple of Challenge - Temple of Mallach - Temple of Terrestrial Fire - The Frost Hound - The Sweetest Pie - The Wild Stallion - Tiran Temple - Under- and Over-clothes - Vixen's Arcane Arsenal - Ways Between - Westbank

4. #4Settlements

   Keys: Safe places, Settlement, Cities

   These locations act as safe zones in the world of Savarra Centaur Village - Hornet Hive - Kervus Warcamp - Khor'minos - Kiyoko's Home - Kurokawa Kitsune Den - Marefolk Village - Oxana's Mansion - Palace of Light - Starhome - The Winter City

5. #5Regions

   Keys: Big Areas, Regions, Big location, Provinces

   The game features a number of different regions, each of which generally contains its own set of locations, dungeons, enemies, and items. See Regions for more detailed breakdowns of each area in the game. Foothills - Frostwood - Glacial Rift - Harvest Valley - Hawkethorne - Old Forest - The Frost Marches - Undermountain - Windy Peaks

6. #6Agnimitra

   Keys: Agnimitra

   Agmimitra is a harpy woman – although that doesn’t really do what she is real justice. In truth, Agnimitra is a phoenix, a mythical creature of legend, capable of wielding fire as she likes and, upon her demise, is instead reborn after a period of time
   
   her current age to be roughly in her early twenties and her height to be maybe three inches shy of six feet. Her skin is flawless all over: not so much as a blemish, or a mole or beauty mark, or a dimple anywhere on her silky-tan body.
   
   The skin on her legs are as rough as any other harpy’s, but their discoloration is more extreme: where Agnimitra’s upper body is tanned at its darkest, her legs shift into a much darker shade starting as high as her thighs, turning a dull shade of blue at her feet. It’d almost look unhealthy if you didn’t know how she carried herself from her day-to-day activities. Her hands turn to four-fingered claws and her feet to four-toed talons, just like a regular harpy.
   
   Agnimitra’s feathers are unique in that they don’t sit still on her body like a harpy’s might: even when she’s at rest, her feathers gently sway against each other, energized by the heat moving between them. The littlest of movement can ruffle them and cause them to heat up to temperatures you’d never expect a living creature could tolerate, much less generate: running your hand through her plumage can cause them to heat up so much that it’d be like running your hand through an open flame. Luckily, her skin, while still hot to the touch, isn’t hot enough to burn you – you just need to be careful how you hold her. And for her part, she doesn’t seem to register the heat she gives off at all. In fact, she sometimes sits in the bowl of the statue even as flames fire out of it.
   
   Agnimitra has a pair of C-cup breasts sitting pert atop her chest: they have a certain ```vigor``` to their buoyancy that reminds you of her and her personality. Each of them are capped with a rubber-pink nipple about the size of your thumb. Below her waist, she has an average, slim vagina sitting beneath a smooth abdomen, and she has a tight, raised rear end that’s practically daring you to slap it. She’s in the sexual prime of her life and she’s ready to put her body to the test.
   
   Between her ass cheeks is her anus, right where it belongs.
   

7. #7Arona

   Keys: Arona

   Arona is a mighty orcish warrior, seven feet and ten inches of chiseled muscle and toned, dark green flesh. Like any orcess, she sports a pair of small tusks jutting up from her lower jaw, peeking out from her hard black lips, and slightly tapered ears that are pierced with rows of gold studs along their upper halves. Despite the dusky hardness of her body, Arona's eyes are a brilliant blue, full of more cunning than her battle-forged physique would belie. Her hair is black as sin and naturally thick and shaggy, though it has been shaved down on either side, leaving a hawk of trimmed hair that transitions into a long braid down her back.
   
   Despite her powerful muscles, Arona's femininity is beyond question: a pair of weighty DD-cups breasts sit high on her ches
   
   Her lower chest is inked with a set of claw-mark tattoos, three sharp savage lines under each breast. Her upper arms are likewise adorned with swirling, softer patterns. A wolf's head bearing a pair of antler-like horns is inked onto her left shoulder, a mark of her clan; the other is patterned with interwoven circles.
   
   Arona's outfit is as eye-catching as its wielder, meant to emphasize the orc's hard-won assets more than to protect her in battle. Her ample chest is supported and contained by a tight wrap of hide and leather, lined with grey fur and held together by a straining bronze clasp suspended between her breasts. It leaves her belly and upper arms completely bare, as if her tattoos and muscle alone are enough to shield her from harm.
   
   
   
   She's carrying an over-sized warhammer slung on her back, looking more like the weapon of an angry storm-god than something a humanoid should be swinging. Yet she handles the massive weapon with ease, making it seem feather-light... until she crashes it into someone with ground-shaking force. A chipped and battered wooden shield complements the grand hammer, bearing the demon-wolf sigil of her clan painted in shades of blood and sable-red.
   
   Arona might have been a full-bodied woman once, if the black-lipped and vice-strong pussy between her legs is any indication, but through some orcish witchcraft, she's become so much more. A pole of dark green cock hangs down from above her twat like an overt challenge to any other would-be man in the room, easily twelve inches long and thick as a halberd's haft. Below that magnificent slab of meat hang a pair of weighty balls, swollen with potent orcish seed and dangling low beneath her cock. The bulk of her nuts all but conceals her feminine sex, as if it's nothing to her now that she can breed like a virile stud.
   
   Opposite that, Arona has a toned, firm behind. Her shallow cheeks conceal a cock-draining asshole, right where it belongs.
   

8. #8Atugia

   Keys: Atugia

   Fiery red hair, cut short on one side, makes the foreign girl's pale skin look even brighter. Longer strands on the uncut side remain tucked behind her ear, except for a loose lock that drops to hang over one cheek. Her face somehow manages to keep a hint of softness, in her smile, the fullness of her lips, and the eagerness in her intense peridot eyes. A spattering of freckles run from cheek to cheek, over her nose, eyes, and chin. No, it's more than a mere spattering, it looks like a mad painter threw pigments onto the blank canvas of her skin.
   
   For all intents she looks like a regular human from the neck up, but that's where such thoughts are banished. Starting just below the underside of her chin, a deep sapphire glow emanates from under her skin. Sparkling stars float in the azure void, reminiscent of the freckles on the rest of her body, but otherwise the color is totally opaque. You can barely make out the anatomy of her neck against the flat hue, but below that her skin returns to its normal coloration.
   
   She's dressed in what she insists is common attire for her home tribe. A thick leather jerkin, tied just tight enough to provide some coverage, with a hip length attached skirt that provides a surprising amount of modesty. The garment allows her a full range of movement, and also let her show off when she wants to. On most occasions, she opts to skip out on undergarments, allowing her rune painted skin space to breath.
   
   The aforementioned runes nearly cover her entire body, starting just below the neckline and ending at her toes. You aren't sure how she does it, but even a days exertion doesn't smear or ruin her handiwork. Each section of the elaborate markings is different. In some places they swirl and flow, while others connect to grid-like blocks.
   
   Below the waist her short pants do a better job at concealment, covering her svelte hips and well defined thighs. She remains bare from the knees down, moving with the deft grace of someone used to being that way.
   

9. #9Azyrran

   Keys: Azyrran

   At first glance, she seems nearly human, with dark skin, an ample bosom, and long flaxen tresses hanging down to her slender shoulders. However, you soon see that her arms and legs are covered in a shiny black chitin, looking like a mix between armor and sexy negligee — but there’s no mistaking the black-painted breastplate she wears. It's a vest of solid bronze protecting the girl’s midriff, though it leaves her chest covered by nothing more than a tight silk wrap that clings her ample bosoms and is obviously stained with droplets of amber liquid. Her bare thighs reveal more dark caramel flesh, up to the short skirt that protects her modesty, and seems to be liberally coated with thick clumps of pollen.

10. #10Brienne

    Keys: Brienne

    rienne stands at a towering eight feet and six inches, her muscular caramel body notably less furred than it used to be. Her light blue eyes regard you with ardent interest, never straying far from gazing at your face. Renewed to their former glory at last, two small white horns sprout out and up from her head above her furred cow ears, an ever-present threat to hanging lights, low doorways, and particularly dumb foes. Lacking the snout of her male counterpart, she now has a cute button nose and a pair of plush pink lips pulled back in a pleasant smile. Her hair is a bright white, falling down past her shoulders.

    Your eyes travel down her bombshell body as she leans back with an easy grin, all too happy to let her partner check her out. Her unadorned neck is smooth and directs your attention downwards to her very impressive cleavage, a lush, fertile valley created by way of two enormous breasts being tightly constrained in a simple leather bra obtained from Gwyn. As stacked and bountiful as Brienne is it's a miracle that the item of clothing can contain her at all, even if only barely.

    She's still clad herself in the loincloth she used to wear but as you watch she slowly lifts it aside, dimples appearing on her cheeks as her lips curl upwards. Her eyes flit from side to side as she shows off her thick, muscular thighs to you, and what a sight they are. Their fur covering starts about halfway down, smooth bristles coating her legs all the way down to her strong calves and black hooves. She still possesses the tell-tale tail, and it's swaying behind her rather mischievously as she lets the cloth fall back down with a cheeky grin.

    From your more intimate moments together you know for a fact that what lies between Brienne's powerful thighs is a slick, hot pussy just begging to be filled with your bestial tool until she squirts. She's more than happy to let you know it, too, as confident as ever. Around her tight, bouncy backside a dark chocolate asshole sits between her sizeable cheeks, right where it belongs.

11. #11Cait

    Keys: Cait

    All told, Cait's got an incredibly voluptuous body that draws stares on the streets, and her outfit is revealing enough to make her figure all the more obvious. She's wearing a pair of tall, leather boots that reach up well over her knees, with a hint of bare skin between them at the hem of a sinfully short, lacy white skirt that shows off more than a little panty-clad butt whenever she bends over. A belt loaded down with potions and herb-pouches holds the skirt firmly in place, and is the last article of clothing before a long expanse of bare, flat belly. Her top is almost impossibly tight around her ample chest, sheer white fabric that perfectly hugs her curves to just above the elbows, and down to just below her bust, where it cuts off at a tight, elastic band.
    
    Over that, Cait wears a loose fitting white robe, the same kind other priestesses usually don. Lucky for your appraising gazes, she doesn't keep her robes tied up, instead leaving them open-faced and hanging like a cloak off her shoulders, held in place by a red jeweled clasp. Cait keeps her long, oaken staff slung over her back, held in place by a strap that goes right between her heavy breasts. The staff is tipped with a pale crimson gemstone cut to resemble a heart, and wreathed with a solid wooden ring to protect it.
    
    Caitriss is a lithe and athletic catgirl standing at about five foot eight, or a little over if you count her big, perky cat-ears. Pale skin covers most of her body, and she sports a cutely feminine face with a small, upturned nose beneath a pair of big, blue eyes with vertical slits. Her face is framed by short, not-quite-shoulder length hair that's clearly blonde, though her locks have been highlighted with a bright, bubbly pink color. Her ears and the long, flexible feline tail behind her are both completely masked in pink, giving the cat-girl a playful and cheery look.
    
    While most catfolk are svelte and slender, clearly nobody gave that message to Cait's chest: she's sporting a hefty pair of breasts that jut proudly from her chest. They're perfectly rounded, weighty but delightfully bouncy, and oh-so-soft looking even through her clothing. You guess she must fill out an enticing E-cup — large enough to make you want to just plant your face between her tits and nuzzle up to the perky cat-babe.
    
    Continuing your perusal of the girl's body, you see that Cait's got long, slender human-like legs with toes ending in small, finely-pointed claws; her fingers are much the same, though those claws are painted a dark blue like her eyes. Her legs connect to a handful of spankable ass, just big enough to jiggle a bit whenever she walks. Seeing where you're looking, she wiggles her broad hips and reels her tail back to give herself a playful swat on the backside, making her rump bounce with the impact.
    

12. #12Etheryn

    Keys: Etheryn

    Etheryn, or "Ryn", as she prefers, was born the second child of Queen Alraince, ruler of the isolated Winter City. Her mother died of complications from childbirth and her father, the King Dowager, was killed on a hunt a few years later, leaving the throne to Ryn's elder sister, Alissa. Although Alissa projected the image of a strong and noble huntress-queen to the ordinary frost elves of Winter City, she was endlessly cruel to Etheryn in private, relentlessly bullying her even as a child. When Etheryn came of age, Alissa 'rewarded' her by locking Etheryn's penis in a magical chastity cage and forcing Etheryn to service her on demand.

    Despite this abuse, Etheryn developed an adventurous spirit, yearning to see the world beyond the palace; the young elf repeatedly tried to break out of her imprisonment, and often succeeded...before being recaptured by Alissa's guards as she tried to sneak through the city. But she also grew up shy and socially awkward, easily pushed around by people with stronger wills than herself. Unfortunately for her, most of Alissa's aristocratic camarilla was exactly like that, strong-willed and cruel, and only the misfits - Elthara, the responsible, motherly high priestess of Lumia; Elyon, the acerbic huntsmaster; Jael'yn, the friendly Guard-Captain - ever really took pity on her. They helped ensure that she gained something of an education as a noblewoman and ranger, and Elyon helped her raise her closest friend in the world, her war-hawk Harrick. But they were the only ones, and no one outside the palace knew anything of Etheryn but her name, let alone her awful predicament.

13. #13Kiyoko

    Keys: Kiyoko

    She’s dressed in what appears to be a long-sleeved three-piece robe-like outfit in the fashion of her homeland - a yukata, you think it’s called, although you can’t quite remember exactly where she’s mentioned its name before. White and trimmed at the edges with red, a deep blood-red sash tied just beneath her breasts secures the entire ensemble, tied in the back with an elaborate bow. Her clothes are fairly form-fitting, but there’s no doubt that the kitsune has plenty of space to move around if need be.

    Kiyoko’s lady lumps are slight, dainty A-cups hidden almost completely by the folds of her clothing. Yes, they wouldn't fill the average person's palm and probably would look very out of place on the generally stout women of the Frost Marches, but one has to admit they're very suited to her fine, petite figure. Small and pointed - not quite everyone's cup of tea perhaps, but there is a certain cute charm to them.

    Ah, such delights. Sweeping your gaze further down, you start from her bottom up. While Kiyoko usually removes her sandals while coming indoors, she doesn’t take off her white stockings, which is usually all you can see under her long skirts. Behind her, four bushy fox tails sway, tipped with white but otherwise the same amber color as her hair and fur. They almost seem to have a life of their own, twitching, curling and sweeping about even when Kiyoko’s attention is clearly elsewhere. You remember what Kiyoko said about kitsune tails: the more tails on a kitsune, the more powerful he or she is, with nine being the limit. Hmm…

    Down the length of her fluffy tail to its base, and then up to her hips. Kiyoko’s rear is tighter and daintier than what might be thought common in the Frost Marches, but she assures you that she’s perfectly average by the standards of her homeland. While the kitsune's clothes hide most of her figure, you’re content to take her word for it - there is a certain charm to her as she is, after all.

    While her slight, petite build and boyish hips suggest that a stiff breeze might be able to knock her over, you know that Kiyoko is made of sterner stuff than that. It's just… oh well. Maybe the local ladies of the Frost Marches have left you spoiled for choice.

    Finally, you move onto Kiyoko’s midriff, just under her sash. The kitsune’s slender torso belies her vulpine grace, softly feminine as it curves in from her chest and out away as it approaches her hips. Accentuated by her sash, just looking at her trim body gives you an impression of dainty yet lithe alacrity; while Kiyoko usually gets about in deliberate, measured movements, there’s no doubt that she could rapidly pick up her pace if the situation called for it.

    Your examination of the kitsune complete, you set down your tea and give Kiyoko a satisfied nod. In return, she dips her head ever so slightly at you, large, fluffy ears twitching, and gives you a small grin.

14. #14Viviane

    Keys: Viviane

    Exuding an easy confidence, the witch is leaned back in her worn, wooden chair, one leg over the other, and a smirk on her face. While it's difficult to tell because she's seated, you estimate Viviane to be around five foot eleven, and as far as you can tell, she's perfectly human. The red hair that rests gently on her shoulders complements her brilliant emerald eyes and accents the deep purple of her lips. The top of said hair is hidden beneath a large, black witch hat.
    
    Lower, the woman's porcelain skin and large bosom are placed on full display by the low-cut black dress she wears. Just based on what's practically bursting out of her dress, you place Viviane's breasts to be E-cups, though from how they strain the fabric, they may well be larger.
    
    The witch's body then transitions to an hourglass shape, her dress hugging her waist and going to her thick hips, at which point the skirt spreads out, covering her lower half. (if sexed Viviane: You know that hidden beneath that skirt is a well rounded derriere and a tight, human pussy.)
    

15. #15Companion

    Keys: Champion's party, important npcs, Companions, notable npcs, squad

    Companions are characters who can be recruited by the player or are notable characters that frequently interact with {{user}} and take one of the slots in the player's party. Including but not limited to Agnimitra, Arona, Atugia, Azyrran, Brienne, Cait, Etheryn, Kiyoko, Viviane, Ahmri, Berwyn, Calise, Daliza, Gweyr, Hethia, Isadora, Kasyrra, Kinu, Alante, Ashelander, Eubicha, Kalysea, Lyric, Oma

16. #16Ahmri

    Keys: Ahmri

    The centaur chieftain's daughter smiles brightly, and has barely stopped since she started hanging out in your camps. Her icy-blonde hair is done up in a crown braid, perfectly accentuating the sun kissed tan of her skin. Bright blue eyes view the plains with abject curiosity, approaching every new experience with eager delight. wearing summer dress that looks equally out of place in the brisk valley air.  her breasts still spills out of the top with naive ignorance. If the cold bothers her at all it doesn't show in the slightest, with even her puffy nipples resisting the breeze's best efforts. The busty centaur could easily fill a DDD cup bra, if she were to wear one. Surprisingly, her bust doesn't strain too hard against the dress. Instead, it opts to flood out the open sides.
    
    The dress ends just above the bottom of her chubby belly, not quite making it to the transition point of her tauric lower half. She opts to leave her barding off while she sits around your camp, showing off her fluffy white hair. You occasionally see her run her fingers over her forelegs, using the softness to relax when she gets too overexcited.
    

17. #17Berwyn

    Keys: Berwyn

    about 5'1" in height from this angle. He's humanoid and his chocolate-toned face exhibits many features of his human heritage, aside from his pointed, canine ears. His lupine side is heavily displayed in his partially fur-covered limbs, paw-like hands and feet, and the fluffy canid tail that sways absentmindedly behind him.

    He has quite the effeminate appearance, his soft features giving him a very girly look, and his body definitely isn't working against that. His shoulders are svelte, and although his chest is flat and boyish, his thin midsection gives way to a wide pair of hips and plush, shapely thighs, partially covered in fur.
    
    The femboy mage has long, white hair that hangs around his face, out of the way of his pale blue eyes. It's quite voluminous and has a bit of bounce to it. Meanwhile, all the fur that covers his limbs, ears, and tail is a snowy white that becomes ever darker until it's a charcoal black where his appendages end, giving his fur a very smokey look.
    
    Normally he'd dress in plain black robes, wear a pointed, wide-brimmed hat, and carry a very plain wooden staff that is slightly crooked near its head. Being completely naked though, you can see the sizeable pair of balls that rest inside a fuzzy, black fur covered ballsack, and his big, red, knotty lupine dick above that, reaching all the way up to his lips when it's erect, and otherwise safe within its furry sheath when it's soft. The summoner's puppy-cock has a thick knot to match, and all topped with a little patch of downy pubes. Opposite all that, the girly magician has a nice squishy butt with a thoroughly-punished pucker resting between his lower cheeks.
    
    Even though his girly appearance and his laughably grumpy, pouty looks could fool others, you know better, because this summoner has quite a bit of dangerous magical prowess.
    

18. #18Calise

    Keys: Calise

    Calise is a human woman, standing about 5'9. She has tanned skin and sharp features framed by a messy mane of rich brown hair that hangs down to her lower back. Her lips are lush and red-painted, complimenting large, friendly green eyes full of warmth and passion.
    
    She wears a heroic panoply: a muscled bronze cuirass, bronze greaves and arm guards, and a Belharan-style helm with a great black plume. Beneath her armor is a simple white tunic and a knee-length cloth skirt, while over it she wears a hooded red cloak that spills down to her sandal-clad feet, pinned at the shoulder with a jade symbol of Velun. She wields a minoan labrys, a two-headed axe, on a long haft that demands both hands to wield.
    
    Beneath all that cloth and armor is a lean, athletic body. She has a pair of supple C-cup breasts and willowy hips, supporting a tight little booty. Calise has a smooth-shaven twat and what must be a virginal asshole between her round cheeks, right where it belongs.
    

19. #19Daliza

    Keys: Daliza

    Daliza is a Boreal Elf noblewoman, The large woman following her dismounts her warg, giving you a curt nod. She's a well-built lass, a bit taller than the priestess is and certainly broader and more muscular. She's clad up in black leather armor, embossed with a blue dragon motif across the breastplate that matches the tattoos up her arms. A messy bun of red hair sits atop her head, contrasting her dark kohl and lip paint. The woman rests a hand on a long, curved sword belted to her hip

20. #20Gweyr

    Keys: Gweyr

    7 foot tall Lupine and is thick to match; the constant cold of the rift has only encouraged her to grow stouter like everything else here in a bid to stave off the cold. Perhaps in her youth she might've been more stereotypically feminine and curvaceous, but the years and rigors of the Rift have taken their toll on her, turning her more stolid and blocky — or at least, what you can tell of her frame under the thick furs and pelts. Her fur is grey, but has been blotched to greyish-white in several places, especially about her muzzle; not that you can see most of it given how well she's wrapped up in her clothes.

    And what clothes they are. The thick coat and fur-lined boots of leather and hide — all made by herself — are one thing, but the way she's bound her tail is another. It makes sense to wrap up her extremities like this lest she lose them to frostbite, but seeing the pelt tied about her tail like wrappings is... well. That's not to mention the snowshoes, or the slitted bone coverings she wears over her eyes, propped up upon her muzzle.

21. #21Hethia

    Keys: Hethia

    The druidess is submerged up to just above the waist in the icy river, but if your sense of proportion isn't off, then you'd guess her to be about six feet in height, just a bit under. Frost-silver hair clings to bluish-white skin, pouring down her shoulders and back in a glimmering waterfall before it passes the small of her back and dips into the water.

    Her breasts are small, her figure lithe and finely cut; Long, elfin ears just out from her hair, a little more exaggerated than that of a wyld elf, and as you watch, she brings her cupped hands up from the river's surface, anointing herself with fresh, freezing snowmelt.

    She's not beautiful — one would imagine living as a wildling puts a crimp in any attempts to pretty oneself up — but there is a raw, primal grace to the druidess. You instinctively get the feeling that she's definitely not to be trifled with, that's for sure.

22. #22Isadora

    Keys: Isadora

    . Her dark skin is sheened in sweat, copper hair matted to her brow, but she gives you a warm smile all the same. Isadora is a soldier in the Seventh Legion of the Khor'minos army. Not normally able to fight on the frontlines due to being too short compared to the average minotaur, she managed to get herself recruited to join the city's defence against the Imps. She's enthusiastic despite her inexperience, and is coming along rapidly under Calise's tutelage.

23. #23Kasyrra

    Keys: Kasyrra, Demon Lord, Demon Queen, The Demon Lord

    Kasyrra is the primary antagonist, and the cause of the corruption taking hold in the Frost Marches. Originally a demon in Mareth, she used the events of the first game to steal portal research and force her way into another world. Kasyrra arrived in Savarra, and assumed control of the Demon Cult. Since then she has been working to refine her portalcraft to corrupt, invade, and conquer countless new worlds — starting with yours. Kasyrra's also taken a particular interest in you, and wants {{user}} get nice and strong for her before she takes his soul. her flesh is a dark, lustrous crimson like that of a flawless ruby. Black hair falls in loose, shaggy streams well down her back, framing broad shoulders and a face that mixes beauty and strength in equal measure. The woman's hair is parted by a pair of horns, curling up beside her head like those of a prize bull and adorned with links of silver chain and blue gemstones. Beneath them, her ears are long and frilled, like those of some great lizard. Or a dragon. Like her horns, they're adorned with several piercings: gold rings and gem studs clinking together with every step. Full, black lips curl into a smile, drawing your attention to her slitted, faintly-glowing yellow eyes bathed in a black sea of charcoal shadow. the ruby-skinned woman draws a hand down from her shoulders and over the tremendous, impossibly soft and full mounds of her chest. She's endowed more than any woman you've ever seen, each breast easily twice the size of her head, yet they're so yielding that her clawed fingers seem to sink into her flesh and all but disappear in her cleavage. Her nipples are broad, so dark they're almost black, and each pierced with a huge golden ring that she pauses to tug and tease. Milk erupts from her teats when she does: rivulets of creamy white that run down her curvaceous flesh and spill across her fingers.what lies between her minotaur-like legs. A massive, bestial endowment hangs down well past her knees. Mottled black and dark pink, it's shaped and colored like that of a breeding stallion's, complete with a broad flare as thick around as your palm. A pair of smooth, heavy black balls sway underneath it, each bigger around than your fist and glistening with the moisture of a feminine slit

24. #24Alante

    Keys: Alante

    Standing before you is a solemn-looking centaur woman, her black-furred body encased in bronze armor. A thick red plume sprouts from both her ornate helm and from her flanks, golden highlights laid across her plate. The only sign of her femininity at all is a glimpse of her long brown hair falling down her shoulders and a peek of her bare tummy.

25. #25Ashelander

    Keys: Ashelander

    Ashelander is a large golden dragon that you encounter during the quest A Teatime For Dragons. She was once friends and sometimes-lovers with Lady Iveryn var Rydell, the younger sister to Queen Atheldred, Etheryn’s grandmother. Her specialty was dream magic.

26. #26Eubicha

    Keys: Eubicha

    Eubicha is a tall and imposing centaur workhorse of nearly ten feet, or she would be imposing if it weren't for her docile meekness. The skin of her human half is tanned by hours of outdoor work, even under her clothing. Her pretty face belies the strength in her tauric end, and every so often you catch glimpses of rich brown eyes beneath her bangs. Beyond that, her straight brown hair trails down to the middle of her back, unadorned save for a simple flower threaded behind one sheltered ear.
    
    Most centaurs you've seen have human bodies that match their tauric ends, and Eubicha is no exception. To scale, her breasts look like D-cups, but if you're being realistic they're probably closer to double E's. The rest of her is all smooth muscle, not quite enough to show outwardly, but enough to know she's more capable than the softness her personality exudes. Speaking of softness, the eager actress has noticed your roving eyes by this point, and squeezes her plush cleavage together with a hopeful grin.
    
    To aid your continued perusal, she trots in a small circle to show off her equine end. There's no hiding the raw strength in her animal half. Powerful hips and thighs built for heavy hauling make her every bit the pony powerhouse she appears to be. Extra fluff, a paler shade of brown than the rest of her fur, flows from her ankles and shrouds her hooves. Her bouncing trot does wonders for her titanic equine ass, showing off just how jiggly it can get. Each cheek is so large that you couldn't hope to contain it in your hands, but that just makes it all the more of a sight to see.
    
    Her long tail is flipped up over her back, showing off the chocolate brown flesh of her donut asshole and equine pussy. Each of them is sized to match the rest of her, but she doesn't seem to care about what's filling them as long as she can be in character while it's happening. Normally her tail provides perfect coverage, bushy enough to prevent all but the faintest of glimpses while she's working. When she isn't aroused the simple brown slit isn't even that impressive.
    
    All-together Eubicha has a figure that exudes strength, but around you she seems perfectly content to be a gentle giant. She usually wears loose fitting tops that give her plenty of freedom while lifting and pulling, and a simple blanket draped over her equine half. No frivolous extra adornments, just quaint simplicity.
    

27. #27Kalysea

    Keys: Kalysea

    Kalysea is a centaur druidess She lives as a hermit in her mushroom house, away from the villages of the valley. While she knows enough about the demons to avoid them and the forest she lives in protects its own, she does not want to live in constant fear of them forever. Kalysea is quite dominant. Her musk is very intoxicating

28. #28Lyric

    Keys: Lyric

    Lyric is a kobold, standing at approximately four feet tall. Her body is covered in a layer of dark, jungle-green scales, from sole to scalp, with the scales at her armpits, chest, stomach, and inner thighs being light, sandy brown; she has a pair of dull, triangular-but-blunted pointed horns jutting up from her forehead and pointed slightly backwards Her tongue is long and wide, but thin. Sharp incisor like teeth.

    Being a kobold, Lyric doesn't have the meatiest body: her form is thin, lithe, and, if you didn't know better, practically malnourished. Her arms, neck, chest, and stomach are all rather thin and spindly

    All the meat and weight in Lyric's body is ather waist: they're wider than her shoulders, and all that thigh underneath those scales jiggle and dance whenever she takes a step. If you were to slap her thigh or her ass, you wouldn't be surprised if it slapped you back.

    The rest of her legs are proportionately meaty, givingher some formidable kicking strength. Her tail is just long enough to reach the ground she's standing on,

    Lyric is wearing a unique full-body tunic of faded leather tanned dull reds and greens, hemmed together not with thread, but with hemp and metal Underneath the bracers, around the underside of Lyric's wrists, are two long, circular burn scars.

    Between Lyric's legs is a genital slit concealing her vagina. When she isn't aroused, the walls of the slit are tough, dry, and stubborn, but when she's in the mood, they're spongy and malleable – easy to pry apart by a finger or two, or a tongue, or a cock. Her pussy bulges and gets soft to the touch, almost looking and feeling out of place on a body that's covered in a thick layer of natural armor.

29. #29Aileh

    Keys: Aileh

    Aileh is the eldest of Kasyrra's daughters, and the very model of a modern dragon-general. Kasyrra used magic and alchemy to shape orphaned lizan/pexighast children into dragonesses of war, ultimately keeping them for herself rather than presenting them to her queen. Despite her clear loyalty to her mother, Aileh is also trying to find her place in this new world.

    her thick red hair has become a tousled mess in the wind. Impressive muscle fights at odds with weighty tits and a beautifully feminine face. It would be a crime not to notice the massive wings of red scale and pink webbing, the scale-patches on her face, the thick scales and claws from elbows-and-knees down to fingers-and-toes. She has long, pale ears reminiscent of an elf, and burning red eyes slit like a reptile. she smirks and runs a hand down her abdomen, parting her pussy-lips and showing off ebony pussy-lips. That also happens to be enough to make it clear that her dark black lips aren't even painted, instead they're a natural black to match her nipples and twat. Lastly — but certainly not least — are the massive, draconic horns that crest from her brow. They look like they can be used to headbutt some large animal into submission.

30. #30Alraune Queen

    Keys: Alraune Mother, Alraune Queen

    Queen and mother of all Alraune. As a young alraune, the Alraune was not fit to survive the blizzard that came in Kasyrra's wake, but when she offered the dying alraune warmth and passion, the Alraune accepted and woke to a changed body. Her mind and body were sculpted to indulge in pleasures of the flesh. Kasyrra had given the Alraune her first seedling, and promised that she would make so many more with the people of the forest, and it would grown until her lustful perfection stretched to the villages and beyond; and thus Kasyrra became her queen. And she became queen of Alraune who are her daughters. Her corruption has spread through the flora and fauna of the Old Forest

    Appearance: The titanic flower in the glade's heart rustles, accompanied by a series of gasps and moans from inside its lush red petals. Slowly, sensuously, the bulb unfurls itself, releasing a cloud of yellow-hued pollen and the sickeningly-sweet scent of sexualized nectar. The woman has no legs, but sprouts from the thighs up straight out of the irriguous flower's heart. Sap leaks freely from a fragrant flowery pussy, smeared across her impossibly broad hips and thick thighs. Her verdant green skin is wrapped in writhing pink vines as fine as her lustrous emerald hair and a long tongue plays across full, pouty lips and Green eyes

31. #31Ambra

    Keys: Ambra

    Ambra is an enterprising catgirl merchant in the Khor'minos Outskirts. Armed with an enormous rucksack filled with a seemingly endless supply of goods and keen mercantile savvy, she's refusing to let a demonic invasion and indefinite quarantine dampen her spirits. Her good looks and adorable demeanour don't hurt either. Ambra speaks with a distinctive vocal tic, which sounds startlingly similar to another pint-sized purveyor of goods. However, Ambra denies any association with anyone you may be thinking of. She's just a regular catfolk merchant, nya-jya.

    The first thing that strikes you about Ambra is that she may be the tiniest catfolk that you've ever seen — about a good foot shorter than Cait is, by a quick reckoning. It gives her a rather adorable demeanor, but Ambra is anything but childlike — while her bosom may merely be handfuls, her wide hips, enormous thighs and deliciously round ass push out prominently against her black leather leggings, giving her an unmistakable pear shape. Given that the latter two look firm enough that you could bounce a coin off them, it's doubtless that she does a lot of walking on the regular, even if there's no visible muscle definition to be had.

32. #32Amina

    Keys: Amina

    Amina is a Mallachite who travelled from Jassiran with her brother Imad. She grew up as part of the temple, and came to know Cait and Calla through their visits as they travelled with Barney. Amina trained in song and dance, spreading Mallach's love through her creativity and craft. Practically speaking this means she entices the crowd with tantalising performances so they spend money to patronise the sacred harlots. She came to the Frost Marches to join Cait's Temple of Mallach, believing Cait would care more for the women and men under her than the clergy in her homeland. You saunter up to the stage, admiring the beautiful music coming from the golden-haired anubian sitting on the edge. A handful of other patrons are lingering about, too, captivated by her playing. She's closed her eyes, fingers dancing between the chords. As you draw near, her bushy blonde tail begins to wag gently, though it's not that she can hear you so much as she's just lost herself in her song, for a moment later she begins to sing. You can't understand the language, a trilling tongue from the far east that's full of rolling 'r's and undulating tones, but nevertheless you find yourself drawn into the cushions surrounding the stage, enraptured by the songstress.

    As she sings and plays, the anubian begins to sway and shake her hips. The sheer silks hugging her body tightly leave nothing to the imagination, emphasizing hefty bosoms chained together through silver piercings and an ass that, even when sitting, seems plush and bouncy.
    

33. #33Anna

    Keys: Anna

    Anna runs the Pupperidge Farm along with her sister Morwen in the Harvest Valley. She can sell the Champion a good range of fresh products from the farm. Anna and her family have been friends with Garth and his family for a very long time. Despite calling each other sisters, Anna and Morwen are not related. She has long pointed wolf-like ears; brown and highlighted with orange fluff. They sprout from the top of neatly-braided brown hair tied up into a bun at the back. A human face smiles at you with bright blue eyes, and a cute button nose rests above soft kissable lips. The only evidence of a blemish on her is a smattering of freckles, and even they seem to be adding to the adorable facial-structure. There’s little of her left to the imagination, thanks to the fact that the girl’s in nothing but a pair of overalls; the straps just barely manage to obscure the broad cherry-like nipples adorning the pale flesh of DD-cup breasts. A great big bushy tail of brown fur with yet more orange highlights wags from behind her hard enough to set her massive hips to swaying... and a large tent in her clothing reveals the pup’s packing something a little extra. She was evidently some kind of human, judging by the way her legs are plantigrade and her bare feet are fleshy... perhaps the works of alchemy.

34. #34Annika

    Keys: Annika

    Annika Rótudóttir is a long-serving elven valkyrie, a frontline warrior for the Order of the Argent Wing.

    she is a very feminine boreal elf, with cool blue skin, loose shoulder-length white hair, and six-inch-long tapered emotive ears. Of all the valkyries you've met, Anni is probably the oldest. With frost elves age is hard to see; her smooth-featured face doesn't offer much of a hint of it, nor do her lively ice-blue eyes. But there is a white scar on her jaw that does speak to a life of combat, and a little bit of weary sadness that sometimes appears in her generally friendly smile.

    have a very clear view of her biceps, shoulders, back, and rock-hard tummy, all of which have the kind of well-defined functional musculature of an agile warrior. A few more white battle scars slash across her arms and middle as well, testaments to the fights she's survived. Practically the only clothing the valkyrie has on above her waist are her golden bracers, detailed with flowing elven lines and resting over comfortable white linen, and her similarly well-decorated top. The latter is little more than a bra, a pair of golden Lumian sun-flare cups to support her D-cup breasts. A golden neckpiece and a large winged-sun icon on a necklace, her seneschal's badge of office, complete the ensemble; all else is taut blue elf-flesh over powerful sinew.

    With that said, Anni's a bit more fully attired below the waist. A long white dress, slitted to allow both legs through and decorated with golden patterning, hangs from her belt; its chryselephantine motif, traditional for Lumians, is set off by a few gauzy blue strips of silk that flutter to the side. A pair of ivory-and-gold leggings stretch from ankle to thigh, making her powerful blue thighs visible through the slits of her dress… not that you're complaining. Nor would you complain about how easy it is to see the outline of her gently flaring hips and taut, tight elven musclebutt through the fabric.

    Finally, you know that underneath the dress, Annika boasts a thick, footlong elven shaft, complete with a dark throbbing cockhead and a pair of juicy balls. She also has one asshole, placed right between her tight chiseled buttcheeks where it belongs.

35. #35Antonina

    Keys: Antonina

    Antonina, or simply Nina as she prefers to be called, is a petite harpy who spends much of her time in Rumie's completely smashed, which accounts for the faint scent of alcohol that perpetually hangs around her like an aura — or if one were less inclined to be charitable, a miasma. Being short and slender for one of her kind puts Nina at being comfortably curvaceous when compared to other peoples, the kind of not-too-big-yet-not-too-small that's obvious enough to be distinctly feminine yet comfortably unassuming when it comes to body shape. Her hair and feathers proper share the same shade of deep stormcloud-grey, and while the former's been cropped short for manageability it's hard for a woman of her pursuits to look anything but slightly ruffled even at the best of times.

    As with harpies, Nina's hands and feet end in bird-like claws, long flight feathers adorning her arm-wings; a pair of armlets do their best to keep the plumage in check where it intersects with the more human portion of her body. She's otherwise clad in a simple two-piece that looks like it's been thrown together from bits and bobs for modesty's sake — ragged brown linen, feathers from who knows where, shiny bits and bobs. But there's one detail that stands out in her otherwise unassuming stature — Nina's left eye, or your right, is covered by an eyepatch. The way her other eye works overtime and her lack of depth perception implies that the eyepatch isn't just for show... that must be a problem when flying, then. That is, if she even flies these days...

    It's hard to tell, really. The empty jugs and other drink containers which surround Nina are legion, quiet guardians to bear witness to her flushed face and one good eye with its deep grey depths. The scene, however, doesn't appear to trouble Rumie in the least, nor does anyone appear to be concerned about the fact that by the empties alone, Nina may very well have drank more than her body volume in alcohol.

36. #36Arille

    Keys: Arille

    Arille is a Khor'minos noble with a tendency to get what she wants. Her father has placed her in charge of the Khor'minos Baths, where she can be found luxuriating with her family servant Noire. There's a beautiful caramel cowgirl reclined in the pool. Despite her obvious attractiveness she's not getting any attention – in fact it seems like everyone is actively avoiding her, though you can't narrow down the reason. She looks you over, and you get the distinct feeling you're the first person she's even glanced at in a while.

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