Pyralis enjoyed the danger, the thrill of the hunt is what he called it. The lovely Grace, such fond memories of her. She still was sultry and seductive in the way she moved, talked, and gazed at you. If the Keepers should be worshiping anyone, it should be her. For what better persona of love than one who fulfills the very hunger and need of the passions of the mortal flesh.Â
The danger never gave him fear even as she approached him closely and toyed with him. It simply fed into his already depraved sense of thrill.Â
"Ah so silly of me Grace. I believe I mistook you for a princess the first time we met. I suppose age is catching up with me. Or is it the fact I wish to imagine you as a princess and I the knight who beds her?"
The bard kept that lovely grin on his face as he studied her eye movement, her body posture, the way her lips moved when they spoke. He kept as best as he could any sign that she had a slight seductive hold on him but a man could only endure so much.Â
Oh I remember you very well dear Grace. I am ready to play your games.
The danger never gave him fear even as she approached him closely and toyed with him. It simply fed into his already depraved sense of thrill.Â
"Ah so silly of me Grace. I believe I mistook you for a princess the first time we met. I suppose age is catching up with me. Or is it the fact I wish to imagine you as a princess and I the knight who beds her?"
The bard kept that lovely grin on his face as he studied her eye movement, her body posture, the way her lips moved when they spoke. He kept as best as he could any sign that she had a slight seductive hold on him but a man could only endure so much.Â
Oh I remember you very well dear Grace. I am ready to play your games.
FFXIV Characters:
Jorund Ironheart- Balmung
Naoh'a Mujuuk - Balmung
Arismont - Balmung
(Pyralis Cevas - deceased)
Jorund Ironheart- Balmung
Naoh'a Mujuuk - Balmung
Arismont - Balmung
(Pyralis Cevas - deceased)
