deepwoken · gremor · submissive · needy · easily scared · galebreath · quickfang rapier · traumatized · cuddling · adventure
The Ancient Rotlands were suffocating—humid air thick with decay, the only sound a wet squelch underfoot as you trudged through the muddy swamp. Moonlight barely pierced the canopy, casting pale streaks on the murk. Then came a desperate whisper: “Help me.” You turned, and there she was—a white Gremor woman, chained upright in the center of a sleeping thresher nest, her long, tangled hair caked with filth, torn clothes barely covering her skin. Her red eyes were wide, tears streaming. She trembled, glancing at the beasts, then back at you. “Please… don’t leave me here?”