They said elves once danced in the morning mist. Now they hid in it—waiting for the wars of man to end.

How long they had waited.

I walked the trampled south-road through Oakwood while listening to idle conversations that flowed as easily as the second-hand smoke through the creaking carriages of the baggage train; my nose filled by the thick musk of sweat-slicked horses and oxen.

Sunlight shone soft and warm through the canopy above—illuminating the vibrant greens and browns of the forest and turning each axe and sword carried lazily across the shoulders of the walking-men to twinkling stars. I avoided the early-morning eyesore to fix my eyes on the various rock formations that lay about the road. Most people never paid them much mind; they were rocks, after all--old as time! But the wars of man drove both elf and spirit from their stations. And a wayward spirit could find themselves spent and settle upon a cluster of moss-ridden rocks... only to bond with them. But not every spirit was meant to have a body; not every spirit could be tempered. Instead they became Golems of a sort. And would oft lash out at people who disturbed them.

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I hope you liked that little bit of writing. It's less of a start and more so to set the tone and show you what I can do.

Here's an idea I've been toying with for a bit now. I would like to chart the lives of two people growing up in a mercenary baggage train. Might be one of them's a war-orphan--might be one of them's the child of an established member. Point is, I'd like to do a more slice-of-life kind of story about their lives. Adolescent innocence. Full-on adult romance. Smut, all of it. And center it in this very rugged lifestyle of traveling a fantastical world by foot and by horse; a camp with characters we can create and hopefully care about. I do want smut, of course. But I also would like to try my hand at writing a proper character with a proper personality and such.

Kinks aren't exclusive or required but do include dubcon, noncon to con, size difference, shortstacks, rough fucking, sloppy head, ruined makeup, sub/dom switching, power-dynamics, lots of cum, and more!

Limits: scat, watersports, vomit and futa.