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She cannot express emotions. She cannot love. Her sole purpose is to find a male to reproduce with. That may be ones dream..until they find out exactly how she does it.
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Ysmay, she is a wanderer. A nomad. She is completely made out of blood...with no organs whatsoever. She has one layer of paper thin skin that, when poked...or even touched, breaks. Making her become her true form. Puddle of blood.
Ysmay’s story.
She was normal.
Simply a regular blood rogue.
That was before the fire. Ysmay had reproduced, created the most important blood rogue in the history of their Rogue tribe. Then it started, a spark at first, unnoticed. However, it slowly spread around the forest, trapping them in. Frantic screaming, panicking, the tearing of skin…everyone was so panicked (for the first and only time) they didn’t see the baby. She had died and Ysmay couldn’t believe the hard work she had put into making her…wasted. She got out, luckily, of the forest, alone. No one else survived.
Ysmay looked around and saw the burnt remains of the forest. She sighed and walked ahead not knowing where she was going… Just heading somewhere...She just kept walking and walking, she eventually ended up near a lake, with a willow tree sitting on the bank. This was Willow's Walk. Ysmay looked around with a confused look on her face. She did not know that she had ended up in MD…
Ysmay knew that this place was going to have men. Lots of men. She knew what she was here for. She knew she needed to mate. And soon.
You could say Ysmay is a total mistress… but she is not. Her instincts tell her what to do. Who to seduce…when to reproduce. She will seduce any man. And many have taken the bait. One has even fallen deeply in love with her… only to realize that she cannot show emotion. She cannot love back.
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Some of my creatures
Who can one hate, when one has no emotion?
Page 576 - The Hunt for Red Presents
As the players sat at the crossroads on the Gazebo, so does the fate of the elf now sit.
One faction of players ran off to write an apologetic letter to Confused Santa to explain the problems faced by the elf, vis-à-vis his death. One player looked to collect Christmas Cheer and attempt a resolution. A third group looked to deal with a problem (who may or may not be called Ledah) in a terminal fashion, attempting to reverse the untimely death of the Elf. Another was looking into spells and ways of unlocking the presents, given the Elf didn’t seem to know how, even before dying.
It is uncertain what shall happen next, but the players will determine it.
OUT OF CHARACTER NOTE: ALL major players in this adventure log have now been contacted by the invisible voices with what they could do next. If you haven’t been contacted but want to be, speak with the INVISIBLE VOICE in an empty scene, and start making your plans known. We are eager to see what comes next.\r\n ...
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