Reject the elven seed

You wipe the elven cum from your hand on the grass. Eating the cum of random strangers would be too far, even for a passing horny thought. You pull yourself to your feet and take in your surroundings. You can vaguely hear the ambience of a town as you glance down river. You see chimney smoke dance across the sky as you get to your feet. By some divine miracle you seem to have made it to Crag Glen. However, in your current position things aren’t all perfect. All your earthly belongings were left at your camp half a day up river. You currently have nothing on your person, no money, no weapons and not a scrap of clothing. Looks like you’ll have to hope someone in Crag Glen can help you. You take advantage of the river and wash the remaining elven seed of your body. You watch it disappear into the river as the last of the lewd fluid is cleansed. Finishing up, you notice the setting sun. You certainly don’t want to get caught out here by a wandering monster, so you decide to move on.