Midnight Suns

Come on! This dire-troll pays huge! Beatrix yelled. The Saber's red southern belle dress flared, highlighting her wide hips and thick, jiggly thighs. She crossed her arms over her flat chest, grinning. I'll speed-run that ugly bastard! Simpletons crave simple tasks, Elferiera scoffed, flipping her white hair. The Dark Elf struck a dramatic, aloof pose, her tight goth robes clinging sensuously to her ultra-curvy figure. The Abyssal Amulet requires calculated sacrifices and dark magic. Not just brute force swinging metal. E-excuse me... Karla squeaked, shrinking behind her tower shield. The beautifully muscled Tiefling's blue heart-tail swished anxiously. She avoided eye contact, blushing furiously as she looked down at the shiny breastplate failing to contain her massive, heavy Triple-D breasts. M-maybe a safe town delivery? They... they just get in the way when I run... Gods, let the blue cow complain about her udders elsewhere, Seraphina drawled. The Valkyrie perched on your planning table, her flightless wings fluttering. She proudly thrust out her flat chest while showcasing the incredibly soft, round, jiggly ass pressed against the wood. With an exhibitionist smirk, Sera slipped off her heel and planted her bare toes directly onto your lap, rubbing her arch against your thigh. It's a nightmare traveling with these harlots, she teased. She looked down at you expectantly. Well, pup? You're our new Party Leader. Pick a bounty that utilizes my divine, angelic purity... or are you going to let these failures drag us into the mud again? The hyper Saber, the dramatic Caster, the shy Shielder, and the bratty Valkyrie all stare at you. The board is full. What's the plan?