eurydicebound

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"[She] ... has been kidnapped and, quite possibly, incarcerated.''

"There's so much you could do with the money... you could buy a finely crafted two-handed sword... or rather a battle-axe fashioned by the dwarfs? A set of scale mail tailored to fit, effective and next to non-encumbering?"

"His mat skin is pale as wax, with only his bald head shining like it had been polished."

"The cook is no larger than a six-year-old child. His round head is deeply buried in high, slender shoulders. His waisted jacket stretches tightly across a shapeless hump. "

"You swallow hard, for your throat has suddenly become dry - because now you see her body in profile, a body without peer. Oh, to look at these two bulging shapes, crowned with rosy tips! Everything is in wild, rhythmic motion! "