1. The Dragon (S)Layers V. 1 Ch. 05 (The Paladin)


    Date: 12/9/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Straight Sex, Masturbation, Teen, Author: T-Silverwolf, Source: sexstories.com

    The Paladin * * * * Father, I will have to assume my invitation to the graduation and ascension ceremony was lost along the way and hope that this letter reaches you. I suspect that the clerics at the Cloister forbade our letters from leaving the grounds lest we be distracted and they did not tell us of such, but that may have also been shoddy courier service. We all remember the Dunkals who could scarcely deliver a letter across town, much less the countryside. No matter. By the time you read these words, I will be leaving the training Cloister for my sabbatical to visit mother's grave. The priests and order of paladins, of which I can now claim membership have asked me to seek out counsel in the quiet places between forgotten moments, to reflect on the lessons of the past and apply them to the fights to come. To you, I know this must sound as the ramblings of a pretentious youth, but I find comfort in the thought that one day I might prove myself worthy of the auspiciousness of our family name. My training has honed my body to an edge and as mother so often wished of us both, I shall use the gifts Alaecon has granted me to uphold the honor of your legacy and, perhaps one day sit at your table. My thoughts and prayers go with you as they always have; may you live in plentiful times with a strong heart, warm hearth and even temper. I hope my cat hasn't been a bother, I will collect her as soon as I can. Your son, Caldion Lemaine [Scribed by, Jasolyn Miquee, of Govida's ...
    Scribes and Things. Use the enclosed coupon to get 25% off your next letter or book! Got something to say but don't know how to say (or spell) it? Let us do the work for you! Act before the next lunar cycle to receive a complimentary caricature of your favorite monster absolutely free! Remember, if it wasn't written by a Govida scribe, you won't be the only one who can't read it!] * * * * The cold kiss of rain fluttered across Caldion's face as he squinted into the gloom, parting the trampled grass with a shaky hand. The mud was sunk in deep around a boot print easily the size of his entire head but there was no sight of the loathsome orc anywhere nearby. If he hadn't forgotten his lantern he wouldn't be in his mess in the first place, but standing on the edge of a forest trail trying not to sink into the slippery mud himself, he had no choice but to push on. He hefted his rucksack, keeping to the shadow as best he could. Someone at the Cloister had said orcs had fantastic night vision but these were the same young men that had said that the females had special bathing privileges and sleeping arrangements too-- of course that was a lie. They worked every bit as hard as their male counterparts-- If he didn't believe orcs could see in the dark, why was he shaking? Adrenaline. It was just adrenaline. Caldion sucked in a breath, tightening his grip on the longsword as he pushed forward another few steps. Paused. Listened. The woods were alive with the sound of rustling leaves and ...
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