A stretch. She has a busy day of reviewing reports ahead of her.

//Planning on replies tomorrow. Just been busy.

"Enjoying the view?" [yiiande]

"That can be arranged rather easily."

She is tall. Even for an Arelatean. She's almost 7' even.

The morning before she marches on campaign she is checking over her equipment, making sure everything is ready.

Finally an evening meal for the Imperator. She'll enjoy it while overlooking her villa.

"I saw a bunch of people doing this, I hope the age of 30 is still considered young… 💦" #roleplay | #rp | #erp | #nsfw | #nsfwrp | #Lewdrp

Her campaigns have taken her to all sorts of places. She has seen the cold forests to the north the blistering heat of the deserts across the sea. She has crossed the oceans to see mythical lands. None of it has stopped her from pursuing her cause.

With her workout done, it is time for her to start planning her next campaign. She does not get much time for rest.

She's doing her morning workout. She has to stay strong enough to fight with the best.

Stretch. She had a busy day.

In the name of the Republic she will face down any enemy. Regardless of whether that is to expand its territory or to defend it from threats.

She'll play along. S and above should slide into DMs. [liveforthefunk]

She is known for taking care of the families of her soldiers who fall in battle for her. This comes from her own funds. She most definitely earns their loyalty.

"Gunna sink ma fangs into ya~."

//Gonna try and get to everything tonight. Got like 10 different replies to type up.

Color her curious.

//Long day at work. Slow replies.

She had seen large swathes of the world while on campaign. Few are as well traveled as she.

"That way we can coordinate our assault. If you feel up to it I'll have you assault the walls on one side while we attack the other." The elf let herself be lifted. This time. "We all need rest."

"If that is all you crave I think that can be done." The elf responded, turning to inspect her spear one last time. She wanted to make sure it wss prepared for the task ahead. "Will you listen to counsel as well or will I simply have to let you run wild, assuming you do not turn on my troops, of -

"And given enough time even the strongest of beasts can he whittled down." She responded, meeting the dragoness's gaze with her own and holding it. "I can pencil you in as an auxiliary. When the fighting is done, you'll be free to to. I assume there is something you'll want in return for --

"And why would you want to arm someone such that they would be able to harm you?" The elf would take the offered items. She would need to have them fashioned into a weapon by her smiths. "Or is this your way of joining my army? I would accept a dragon without any need for gifts. Dragons are --

She's a polytheist. When conquering new lands, she usually just adopts their gods into her own pantheon.

" Where are you ~? I will be in need of you. "

She is sharpening her spear. This campaign has been... difficult.

//Been getting some muse for Sappho back.

//Gonna be trying to get to stuff.

//Haven't been feeling well recently. Hence why I haven't been on.

//Alright. Gonna try and get to everything today.

//Replies will probably br Friday. Been dragging ass recently.

// Doing one of these to put some motion in this account again... IRL I'm in a phase of my life I want to avoid cis men at all costs, so same for my muses. Everything else is A-OK.

//I live. Getting to stuff slowly.

//Gonna try and get to replies this evening. Just been busy recently.

"Enjoying the view?" [Lack]

A stretch. She is sore from the last battle.

"I 'ave no equal." More below. [Windwalker]

//Slowly working on replies.

//Probably going to get to replies tomorrow. Exhausted this week.

A nice stretch. She has been busy.

" 𝒜𝓁𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒞𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓈, 𝒾𝓉𝓈 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝑒 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓃 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓂 𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝒯𝓇𝒾𝒶𝓁𝓈. " 𝑀𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝒾𝒻 𝒻𝑜𝓇 18+ 𝒩𝒮𝐹𝒲 𝑅𝓅 𝒪𝓃𝓁𝓎. 𝑀𝒾𝓃𝑜𝓇𝓈 𝒟𝒩𝐼.

She's sipping on some coffee. She is tired.

"In the bedroom mistress. Shall I go get it?~" She would let out a little noise as she was pinned, but quickly pressed herself against the cosplayer.

The elf would gulp down what was shot down hed throat and open her mouth to try and catch the rest that shot on her face, taking a moment to swallow before she responded. "Of course mistress. Shall I bend over or do you prefer a different position?"

She would close her eyes as the other woman spat on her, trying to not get it in her eyes as she continued to work that shaft holding it hilted inside her mouth and throat for as long as she could. All the while her tongue would drag and flick along it.

//Slowly working through stuff. If you think I've missed something please bump it.

//Planning to get to replies here after work today. If not, they'll be tomorrow morning.

//Gonna be playing some games. May or may not get to replies tonight.

The elf would hold her head at the base of that cock for as long as she could before pulling back to catch a quick breath of air before slamming that cock down to the base.