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| − | <div></div> | + | <div></div><br> <br>The rain was falling cold and hard outside, dripping through the roof in one corner to tip into a pail, the sound of water falling all around made the room seem like a warm oasis in the cold sea storm. Fanning around the room were a small group of New Dawn residents, there to meet anyone who could come to meet them on such short notice, simply talking amongst themselves with an occasional glance to the people coming through the door. A gruff Bulldog gestured animatedly with a skunk-girl, both seeming to argue some point while a small Lamia watched the door and pulled slowly a small pipe, the exotic contents wrapping the room in a cloud of sweet smelling smoke. Thumping her tail on the wood floor, she looked to her two companions as the room started to fill. "It seems we should get started." she hissed, eyes calm and cool. Turning to your group as it enteres, she smiles tightly with a small shake of her head, sending the bells hung at the end of her dreds to ringing "Welcome, please take a seat anywhere you can find room, we'll begin shortly. Hot drinks and snacks were provided, so take a moment to settle in, and then we can get your names."<br> <br>A rather large golden furred tauric feline woman wandered into the New Dawn camp with her arms holding one another beneath her rather large handfuls of breasts hanging overtop dressed in little more then a black bikini bra to cover just her nipples, her long bushy tail waving to and fro behind herself swinging away the water she had collected. The taur looking as if though she were a gallant warrior stepping into a troop tent, like she had just stepped out of a painting. She was like a lioness or panthertaur woman of great amounts of fluffy golden fur and no less then 18 feet tall. She was exotic, and powerfully build, amazonian in a way, with four thick arms, on her wonderfully curvy upper body not to mention her four rather large breasts to go with leading down to a six pack of abs hidden beneath her fur. Her tauric body was equally imposing and majestic, statuesk of a powerful feline lioness with thick rich, and well groomed golden silky fur suited for rain and a jungle which collected water like sparkling twinkling gemstones throughout her fur that perhaps made her seem alittle more plump in a way. However she merely opted to remain out of the way yet in plain sight, not that a creature her size could easily go unseen.<br> <br>Semtexagon would nod to the welcomming, before looking around the room... scratching her head a little as she finds a seat nearby, getting a bit comfortable as she loosens her heavy armor, opening it up slightly to let out a breath of relief as she sighs... soon she finds out her boomerang she named 'Chakram'. fiddling a bit with it as she waits.<br> <br>A tauric bovine walks into the new dawn camp, following Eri, her small stature a stark contrast to the towering margay. Lila's body was left largely naked, save for the meager scraps of leather on her body and the saddle on her back, leaving her four large breasts, and cunts all exposed and leaking their own respective fluids. Though her stomachs, both on her upper and lower half, were rounded with the sight of a very clear, and later term pregnancy, the heavy scent of heat wafted off of her, her gait a little awkward from the ache of heat. There was an expression of concern and uncertainty on her muzzle as she walked, but she remained as focused as she could.<br> <br>Rev enters just slightly behind Eri having spent the night with the Margay taur. However unlike last night one of his more.....let's say confident personalities is in control. So instead of a large equine rev has tsken on the appearance of a nephilim. His skin like polished gold, while his eyes take on a silver glow. his face with it's high cheek bones, and sharl jaw. Has a somewhat noble, and handsome appearance however the left side of his face is marred by several scars. His gaze sweeps about the room as his wings fold close to his back. The armed angelic human glances about, and finds himself a place to sit. <br> <br>A figure of slightly below average height followed the group. The pale human was clad in their usual crimson, bare-shouldered, and long-sleeved blouse coupled with their grey capris trousers. Felictus entered the room, wet and dripping from the ran but otherwise unaffected by the bad weather if their smirk was any hint of that. They scanned the room with their vermillion eyes before taking a seat, and declining the offered refershments.<br> <br>Glancing about the room with her tail twitching quickly, the Skunk-girl goes to serve the snacks, walking about with a sealed caraffe in one hand, her blouse open to reveal pert breasts and well groomed fur, the plate she offers filled with tid-bits and a stack of cups on one corner to pour into. Her friend having gone to the Lamia, his overalls clean and seeming brand new, a belt with a control panel at his waist blinks just as he leans in to whisper something to the Lamia, who nods slowly and rises "My name is Alina, my companions are here to answer questions as they may arise. It's a pleasure to see you answered our call." moving slowly backward with a sinuous lococomotion, she reaches the chalkboard and slides one panel to the left, revealing a well diagrammed map of the city, with red dots in different locations, the majority surrounding the area around New Dawn and slightly South West "There has been a major issue regarding trade, caravans have been disrupted and deliveries of supplies to our nearby outposts are being taken, or destroyed." she grips the stick in her palm tightly with that, her scales squeaking with the strength of her grip "And we know what's happening, but not why. Bernard here was with one of the groups when it was attacked." she points to the cluster of red dots close-by "Here." she nods to the Bulldog, "Would you brief the group on your encounter?" she asks, moving slightly off to the side to watch, a twitch at the corner of one eye. |
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| + | Glancing up, the Bulldog nods "Moths, and Embers' all getting in cock-ups nearby. They've spilled out to grip and grab." he yaps, gruff with a surprising high-pitched voice "Never knew what was comin', swarmin out of the sewers, they came up to high-ho and down on us, but not really. Thinks they had their own fights, and we got in the ways a bit." he growls, sounding like a helium balloon at the bottom of a bucket. "T'was herrable!" tail sticking straight back and hackles raised, he licks his chops and takes a breath. "Nevarr saw 'em cummin, we fought back and just got to be targets urselves. Lost three friends, changed and taken down after, I got beaten, and knocked down frum behind, nevarr knew wut hit me." his teeth gleam as he bares them in memory "Wuld like another crack, but have orders. You'll be given more as time, but yur names first, yah?"<br> <br>Eri softly answered, "Eri." Her words filling the room like it were an empty silent hall waiting to ring out with the slightest pin's drop. Her voice was as elegent and gentle, soft, soothing, yet so perfect to be fit a matriarch or a queen with it's volume. A voice perhaps befitting a singer of an angelic chorus it was so impossing, yet soft and sweet on the ear. However the feline said nothing more as she passes a rather odd gaze over to Rev. | ||
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Log
The rain was falling cold and hard outside, dripping through the roof in one corner to tip into a pail, the sound of water falling all around made the room seem like a warm oasis in the cold sea storm. Fanning around the room were a small group of New Dawn residents, there to meet anyone who could come to meet them on such short notice, simply talking amongst themselves with an occasional glance to the people coming through the door. A gruff Bulldog gestured animatedly with a skunk-girl, both seeming to argue some point while a small Lamia watched the door and pulled slowly a small pipe, the exotic contents wrapping the room in a cloud of sweet smelling smoke. Thumping her tail on the wood floor, she looked to her two companions as the room started to fill. "It seems we should get started." she hissed, eyes calm and cool. Turning to your group as it enteres, she smiles tightly with a small shake of her head, sending the bells hung at the end of her dreds to ringing "Welcome, please take a seat anywhere you can find room, we'll begin shortly. Hot drinks and snacks were provided, so take a moment to settle in, and then we can get your names."
A rather large golden furred tauric feline woman wandered into the New Dawn camp with her arms holding one another beneath her rather large handfuls of breasts hanging overtop dressed in little more then a black bikini bra to cover just her nipples, her long bushy tail waving to and fro behind herself swinging away the water she had collected. The taur looking as if though she were a gallant warrior stepping into a troop tent, like she had just stepped out of a painting. She was like a lioness or panthertaur woman of great amounts of fluffy golden fur and no less then 18 feet tall. She was exotic, and powerfully build, amazonian in a way, with four thick arms, on her wonderfully curvy upper body not to mention her four rather large breasts to go with leading down to a six pack of abs hidden beneath her fur. Her tauric body was equally imposing and majestic, statuesk of a powerful feline lioness with thick rich, and well groomed golden silky fur suited for rain and a jungle which collected water like sparkling twinkling gemstones throughout her fur that perhaps made her seem alittle more plump in a way. However she merely opted to remain out of the way yet in plain sight, not that a creature her size could easily go unseen.
Semtexagon would nod to the welcomming, before looking around the room... scratching her head a little as she finds a seat nearby, getting a bit comfortable as she loosens her heavy armor, opening it up slightly to let out a breath of relief as she sighs... soon she finds out her boomerang she named 'Chakram'. fiddling a bit with it as she waits.
A tauric bovine walks into the new dawn camp, following Eri, her small stature a stark contrast to the towering margay. Lila's body was left largely naked, save for the meager scraps of leather on her body and the saddle on her back, leaving her four large breasts, and cunts all exposed and leaking their own respective fluids. Though her stomachs, both on her upper and lower half, were rounded with the sight of a very clear, and later term pregnancy, the heavy scent of heat wafted off of her, her gait a little awkward from the ache of heat. There was an expression of concern and uncertainty on her muzzle as she walked, but she remained as focused as she could.
Rev enters just slightly behind Eri having spent the night with the Margay taur. However unlike last night one of his more.....let's say confident personalities is in control. So instead of a large equine rev has tsken on the appearance of a nephilim. His skin like polished gold, while his eyes take on a silver glow. his face with it's high cheek bones, and sharl jaw. Has a somewhat noble, and handsome appearance however the left side of his face is marred by several scars. His gaze sweeps about the room as his wings fold close to his back. The armed angelic human glances about, and finds himself a place to sit.
A figure of slightly below average height followed the group. The pale human was clad in their usual crimson, bare-shouldered, and long-sleeved blouse coupled with their grey capris trousers. Felictus entered the room, wet and dripping from the ran but otherwise unaffected by the bad weather if their smirk was any hint of that. They scanned the room with their vermillion eyes before taking a seat, and declining the offered refershments.
Glancing about the room with her tail twitching quickly, the Skunk-girl goes to serve the snacks, walking about with a sealed caraffe in one hand, her blouse open to reveal pert breasts and well groomed fur, the plate she offers filled with tid-bits and a stack of cups on one corner to pour into. Her friend having gone to the Lamia, his overalls clean and seeming brand new, a belt with a control panel at his waist blinks just as he leans in to whisper something to the Lamia, who nods slowly and rises "My name is Alina, my companions are here to answer questions as they may arise. It's a pleasure to see you answered our call." moving slowly backward with a sinuous lococomotion, she reaches the chalkboard and slides one panel to the left, revealing a well diagrammed map of the city, with red dots in different locations, the majority surrounding the area around New Dawn and slightly South West "There has been a major issue regarding trade, caravans have been disrupted and deliveries of supplies to our nearby outposts are being taken, or destroyed." she grips the stick in her palm tightly with that, her scales squeaking with the strength of her grip "And we know what's happening, but not why. Bernard here was with one of the groups when it was attacked." she points to the cluster of red dots close-by "Here." she nods to the Bulldog, "Would you brief the group on your encounter?" she asks, moving slightly off to the side to watch, a twitch at the corner of one eye.
Glancing up, the Bulldog nods "Moths, and Embers' all getting in cock-ups nearby. They've spilled out to grip and grab." he yaps, gruff with a surprising high-pitched voice "Never knew what was comin', swarmin out of the sewers, they came up to high-ho and down on us, but not really. Thinks they had their own fights, and we got in the ways a bit." he growls, sounding like a helium balloon at the bottom of a bucket. "T'was herrable!" tail sticking straight back and hackles raised, he licks his chops and takes a breath. "Nevarr saw 'em cummin, we fought back and just got to be targets urselves. Lost three friends, changed and taken down after, I got beaten, and knocked down frum behind, nevarr knew wut hit me." his teeth gleam as he bares them in memory "Wuld like another crack, but have orders. You'll be given more as time, but yur names first, yah?"
Eri softly answered, "Eri." Her words filling the room like it were an empty silent hall waiting to ring out with the slightest pin's drop. Her voice was as elegent and gentle, soft, soothing, yet so perfect to be fit a matriarch or a queen with it's volume. A voice perhaps befitting a singer of an angelic chorus it was so impossing, yet soft and sweet on the ear. However the feline said nothing more as she passes a rather odd gaze over to Rev.
