Skull and Shackles

Love Note to Cut Throat Grok

Her hair is as dark as the deepest of seas,
Her tits are the sweetest of creams.
When she looks at me, I go weak at the knees
The treasure-guarding orc-ess of my dreams.



DungeonMasterLoki DungeonMasterLoki

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