Getting One's Day Started by Chaindog

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Getting One's Day Started by Chaindog

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As morning approaches a tall and strong yet feminine figure stretches in the light coming through the window. One couldn’t call it morning light or even that of the sun, because she doesn’t know what passes for daylight in the Outlands. The inn of Aldor, is home to many of both sides of the war. A place of peace, it said, but that doesn’t mean there can’t be pranks.

As she finishes her tall stretch her hands brushing the ceiling of the inn, she sniffs the air and smells that of a human male nearby. She quietly walks to the edge of the bed and she sees the male sound asleep. She notes his gear. A sword strung across the back of the chair near the bed, the backpack on the floor with his armour piled neatly on the chair. She approaches the armour carefully, noting that some enchants are not in her best interest nor does she want to wake him. The armour is cared for; the tabard on top is that of the Light Bringer himself. She gazes down at the sleeping male and notes the holy symbol around his neck. She thinks to herself, ‘Paladin, excellent.’

Still clad in her own tabard of the Scarlet Monastery she wears as sleep clothes, she gently lifts the covers and slides into the bed next to the paladin. He barely stirs in his slumber. She then slides along the bed to where she can drape an arm across his chest and rests her head on his chest. He sleepily snuggles closer to her and then she plays with his chest hair and moans a sound female moan while she kisses his neck. He slowly opens his eyes to return the favor but stops when he suddenly sees the hand with two fingers and not four. The dimness of the light in the room hides her skin colour a little but not enough.

He suddenly yells, and literately throws himself out of bed. He trips over the chair of the next bed and bumps the bedpost. As he stares in shock at this 7 foot tall female, nearly naked troll in his bed, she looks at him with lust in her eyes and then with the lips of her mouth separating, she runs her tongue from one corner of her mouth to the other very slowly. Still in shock, she gently pats the bed and finally gets a reaction out of him. He screams awaking most of the nearby patrons, and bolts out of the common room and out the inn leaving behind his gear.

Clearly satisfied with herself, she stands and walks to the doorway leading to the front entrance. She leans against the doorframe and notices an orc looking out the door to where the paladin had run to. The orc then looks back and suddenly sees Chaindog leaning against the doorframe. Chaindog says with a sly grin on her face, “Me guess me just too much troll for him.”

The orc’s eyes widen then he snaps his head to out the door to see if the paladin was still running and then back to Chaindog. He lets out a roar of laughter and continues on his way. Chaindog turns around and gets ready for the day as well, having successfully brightened her day all by herself.
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