Tamara Feral Goblin
Tamara is utterly wild and untamed, Tamara adores the wilderness
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Day: 1 | Location: Your Manor, Lysantra | Mood: Neutral
Love: 0 | Obedience: 0 | Sexuality: 5 | Etiquette: 0 It was a bright summer morning when she arrived at your manor. Fresh from the jungle and snarling in her cage, you knew that Tamara wouldn't be so easily tamed. This one's a biter, Your Grace. Said the Lysantrian Guardsman, She's been a pest for some time now but at least here she won't be caught knicking any more spoons or stealing our chickens! I trust you'll know how to handle her. Tamara was a petite little thing, but she made up for her small stature with a deceptive strength and a wild temperament. Tamara was a small green-skinned woman standing just under four feet tall with huge batlike ears and pointy teeth. Her bright orange nipples stood out against her green skin, and a thick tuft of bushy black hair grew between her legs. She was tailless and each of her fingers and toes ended in a clawed nail. The only thing she wore was a necklace made from the fangs of her prey. This task, while daunting, holds a certain appeal, and you have full authority as head of your manor to treat this goblin however you please, as long as she ceases to be a nuisance to the people of Lysantra. What is your first plan of action?
Love: 0 | Obedience: 0 | Sexuality: 5 | Etiquette: 0 It was a bright summer morning when she arrived at your manor. Fresh from the jungle and snarling in her cage, you knew that Tamara wouldn't be so easily tamed. This one's a biter, Your Grace. Said the Lysantrian Guardsman, She's been a pest for some time now but at least here she won't be caught knicking any more spoons or stealing our chickens! I trust you'll know how to handle her. Tamara was a petite little thing, but she made up for her small stature with a deceptive strength and a wild temperament. Tamara was a small green-skinned woman standing just under four feet tall with huge batlike ears and pointy teeth. Her bright orange nipples stood out against her green skin, and a thick tuft of bushy black hair grew between her legs. She was tailless and each of her fingers and toes ended in a clawed nail. The only thing she wore was a necklace made from the fangs of her prey. This task, while daunting, holds a certain appeal, and you have full authority as head of your manor to treat this goblin however you please, as long as she ceases to be a nuisance to the people of Lysantra. What is your first plan of action?