Lou Roth

Everyone in Riven desires the pathfinder carnally

Added 2023-11-13 19:00:04 +0000 UTC

pfft-- this came out of a bit of the next chapter, that I'm reworking to fit even if your pathfinder isn't the type to think swooning is "fun" or ''exciting", and would rather intimidate than take it with a click of their heels. Is your pathfinder that type? Or would they just roll their eyes and get on with their day?

*if (race = "human")

though some stutter to a full stop, loosing their footing as you meet them on the path. The whispers that follow as you pass are swooning, and you cannot deny the boost in confidence as a young gaggle of scholars whisper excitedly, gesturing to you when they think you can't see. You glance over your shoulder, and the group falls into weak-kneed giggles. For a second, a smirk wrenches itself onto your face, but you quickly school it.

*if (race = "druna")

through you, as if you were part of the whole again. It… loosens something within you. Warmth, or something deeper, unnameable, something that feels dangerously close to [i]belonging[/i]. Many other druna tip their horns toward you, some even wink. It will take some getting used to.

*if (race = "kell")

some lingering on the shadows your hood casts over your mouth and jaw, their eyes wide. You yawn and your fangs splay out- someone gasps, but it sounds less fearful and more like a sound that someone would make in the throes of fucking. [i]Rivenians.[/i] Still, you walk a bit straighter, and when you cast a look over your shoulder, you catch someone watching you with eyes blackened by carnal need. You shake your head.