Explain to her that you’re looking for a mate.

As you tell the Frost elf what your goal is, her smirk widens to a grin. Before you know it, she’s stroking your cock in such a hard way that it hurts ever so slightly. “Don’t you know? Us frost elves are rare because our village is so remote nobody can survive the exhibition. However, because none of the men suited my fancy, I decided to have a wander. That’s where I found you.”

She starts to lick your asshole, swirling her tongue in an incredibly pleasing fashion. “Name is Dre’Gala, by the way.” You know that Frost Elves supposedly have compound names. The first part is a word in their language that means something cold, like “Snow” or “Ice.” Your Mind Brother told you that “Dre” roughly translated to “Dew.” As for “Gala”, that was the constellation of the net, signifying they were great gatherers.

As the thoughts began to fade, she begins licking and stroking your cock. After ten or so minutes, she looks at you and smirks cheekily. “What is your name?”

“I... don’t have one.”

“Well, Arv’Urta, I’m a virgin too. But because I saved your life, you’re going to be under my control now, ok?”

Status Horny, "Arv'Urta " Needs a mate

Equipment Plate Armor battle axe