@FreelanceFang “Hmph. Understood.”
He cracked a small smile, nodding along.
“I can do it, yes. Might cost a couple extra coins for the materials, but I’ll have your glaive looking better than the day you got it.”
Indeed there is. Best blacksmith in town, in fact.
Sign hanging above his shop, emblazoned with the symbol of a boar and a hammer.
Smoke drifting up from out back, where the sound of metal striking metal could be heard.
@FreelanceFang “You don’t happen to have the missing piece, do you?”
Borug asked, reaching for the weapon to take it into his hands, running his fingers gently over the blade, and the ragged part where the tip had snapped off.
“I could do it regardless. It’d just make it easier if you did.”
Straight up rivulets of sweat pouring down the orc’s hairy, dirty ass.
Glistening in the hot summer ass as he sways it tantalizingly back and forth… big, heavy balls visible from the back swaying along.
@FreelanceFang The orc raised up an arm to wipe the sweat from his brow. Placing his hammer on the anvil, he approaches the wolf.
“Huh.” He says, nodding his head. “Yeah, that’s not gonna do you much good in battle.
Looking for a fix? Or a replacement?”
Not only is he looking…
He walks right on up to the king and delivers the crispest, most solid ass slap this side of the Mushroom Kingdom.
The sound echoes throughout the kitchen, his hand lingering on the Koopa’s ass, squeezing it.
“Mornin’.”
@FreelanceFang Standing at the forge out back was an orc. Clad in a pair of plain trousers and an apron. His green, hairy skin shone with sweat as me moves his arm up to deliver another blow to the red hot metal on the anvil.
He looked up and gave a smile.
“Afternoon. How can I help, friend?
𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗗
- 𝙁𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 -
A freelance worker who has
experience in many fields.
Currently finds himself
working as a bodyguard for
a noble house. Protective,
but lacks refinement.
| Gay • NSFW • Roleplay |
[dragibuz]