>>6143515Vel Dinh’s attempted explanation is abruptly interrupted by a familiar, feminine boom: that of Svanhilda’ Pearl’s voice, her dwarven constitution carrying her powerful voice and charming brogue far further than even your sister’s confident cadence can. ZZ seems to take this as the end of he argument, heading straight towards The Pearl—Svanhilda’s fishing vessel—and the others follow. Vel sighs, mumbling to herself about ‘atmospheres’ or some other nerd stuff that you’re sure Tips would understand; unfortunately, you only LOOK like him, and even then just barely.
Looking so much more like an elf must be why Svanhilda doesn’t immediately recognize you, as she greets the others—some cheerily, some brusquely. They pile onto the Pearl, and you…
>Hide among them and keep your hood up and your head down—maybe she wont’ recognize you?>Approach her and apologize for the ‘incident’ the other night, explaining that…>>You were afflicted with a terrible curse that has since been lifted [lie]>>You are a ‘cambion’, but that you’re working on controlling it [truth]>Write-inShe’s still beautiful as ever, of course—full-figured, big-breasted, suntanned and sultry, with a full, heart-shaped face and strong, muscly arms, and a gleaming hold tooth that only adds to her nautically-naughty charm, and with her brown tucked under a bandana and braided. There are still-healing scratches on her face and arms, though, telltale toothmarks on her throat, and bruises on her bosom—all your handiwork. You swallow your shame and, still more shamefully, your arousal.
Will you attempt to pursue further romance or ‘romance’ with Svanhilda Pearl?
>Yes>No 