The Hound of Keldabe
There was a minor disturbance but his boys held it together. "Come on, Let that scum play with himself. We have more drinks to polish off eh?" Strider would insist before taking a swig of the Spiced corellian ale. The stuff was good, sweet and smooth. No where near to the harshness of Tihaar. Maybe this is the spirits that made the galaxy soft, The old man wondered.
His focus went from the booze at hand and back upon the beautiful Briika "I don't know if being called buir is an insult or a compliment" he chuckled, it was no secret that Strider was a hound and would of loved to bed the younger woman before him. But it such victories were getting thin by the years, age certainly has been inhibiting his desires.
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His focus went from the booze at hand and back upon the beautiful Briika "I don't know if being called buir is an insult or a compliment" he chuckled, it was no secret that Strider was a hound and would of loved to bed the younger woman before him. But it such victories were getting thin by the years, age certainly has been inhibiting his desires.
@[member="Briika Tor"] @[member="Kable Detta"] @Nolan Detta