Bah, You Don't Need Her Anyway!

The elf, Tarasynora continues to walk away from you and you feel your rage burn hotter under your skin. She can't leave...She promised to help. Not only that, but if she left now you would never get a chance with her. Never get a chance to strip her off and fuck her senseless. Why is your mind suddenly thinking that way? It wasn't even like a voice in your head...more like another half of your mind had awoken and started feeding you lustful thoughts.

Despite the burning heat within your body, you manage to stamp down those particular desires for now. Your body did still burn with rage though and you shout at her back as she leaves. "Fine then! Leave! If you get upset at something like that, then I'd hate to hear your arguments if we had to make a difficult decision!"

Tara stiffened at your shouts, but didn't break stride as you watch her disappear into the underbrush back towards her forested home. Maybe you could sneak around and ambush her in the night. You clutch at your head, your body still simmering with rage and irritation. These new thoughts that were prodding your psyche. You couldn't tell if it was something you really wanted, or just some strange side effect of everything that had happened over the last bit of time. You could tie her up, fuck her for days and turn her into your nice, willing toy.

You sit and try to regain your composure. A dozen minutes pass, or more, but as you finally come down from your adrenaline, rage, and irritation, the intruding thoughts subside. Although they weren't as frequent, there was still part of you that wanted to go find something to release your lust upon. Something had fundamentally changed in your mind. You weren't sure what it was exactly, but it couldn't have been good.

Regardless, you couldn't stay here all day. You had to decide where to go from here. Alone. Your best bet was to continue traveling the direction you were going and hope that you don't get lost, or maybe pick another way and hope to find something interesting. You weren't exactly a woodsman though and food may become a problem without Tara's support. Or...