"My, my, I'm rather astounded at how stealthy you are, my little elven thief, in getting so far into my lair. I know your race has a knack for such quiet movements but I'm amazed at how silent your footfalls must have been, alerting none of my acolytes. You even avoided detection of most of my wards...you were only found out by the tiniest wisp of wind..."
"...I must know more. Your people have almost an ethereal step, but there's no way you could be THAT quiet. There must be SOME magic at play here, and I have to learn more about it. Hm...your bare footsteps could be the source...let us see if the silence that accompanies each tender sole is linked to your stealth otherwise...I'll start with these to 'experiment' with whatever magic MUST be there..."
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Oh look, it's Kelyn. Been awhile, Kelyn. 🙁
More of a case where a pose comes to mind and is drawn, then a minor story (to explain the typical 'magic feathers') is formed around it. Bondage and tickling for the sneaky vampiric-ish elf.
"...I must know more. Your people have almost an ethereal step, but there's no way you could be THAT quiet. There must be SOME magic at play here, and I have to learn more about it. Hm...your bare footsteps could be the source...let us see if the silence that accompanies each tender sole is linked to your stealth otherwise...I'll start with these to 'experiment' with whatever magic MUST be there..."
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Oh look, it's Kelyn. Been awhile, Kelyn. 🙁
More of a case where a pose comes to mind and is drawn, then a minor story (to explain the typical 'magic feathers') is formed around it. Bondage and tickling for the sneaky vampiric-ish elf.