A Breeding Demon Awaits His Prey

[Dalydose21]

Agar is a breeding demon. He is the spawn of a succubus and ogre. Standing at 7ft tall, he has the skin and face of a human but bulging/veiny muscles and stature of an ogre. His eyes are slightly different than that of a humans. He lives in isolation within the woods. His home is a lovely and enticing cabin that within, has dungeon-like properties that only his past mates/prey have seen.

Agar woke up from a deep slumber. It was a typical foggy morning deep in the woods where he resided. It had been weeks since he had his last prey. He could feel how pent up he was. The hunger to find his new mate chewed away at him as soon as he woke up.
After putting on his tunic (one that barely covered anything), he started a fire with a snap of his fingers. He was a very strong and powerful demon. Being the spawn of a succubus, his scent alone was a very strong aphrodisiac. Although the smell of his fire surrounded the air, it was the strong scent of honey and sage that drew his attention. Agar knew that his next mate was very close and patiently waited for the knock the would soon come.

When a lonely hiker stumbles upon his cabin, she immediately is filled with curiosity and a desire to knock and see what's inside...

 

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[Poprockz]

Malenia walked through the foggy forest, the divine light from her talisman shining her way through. Regardless of the fact that she could see ten feet to any side of her, she was unfortunately lost. She wasn't familiar with this area, and thus didn't know the landmarks that a more familiar person would have used in her situation. All she could guarantee herself was that she wasn't able to step into a pond or a swamp or something.

The next village was her destination, as she had received a missive that they had requested a healer. Two healers had been dispatched, herself and Falmir who had decided to forge on through the night rather than camping like she had. Perhaps he had made it safely there, but she couldn't say for sure.

As she walked, she started to smell smoke. It was a relief, to be sure. Smoke meant that there was either a cabin or a camp nearby, which meant that she could either wait out the fog there and warm herself, or get some directions that would actually help her navigate the fog.

The woman made her way in the direction of the smell, and soon came upon a cabin. Due to her Aasimar lineage, she was not as susceptible to the scents of demons, though it did still affect her. Her body might feel the brunt of it while her mind remained her own. Reaching up she knocked on the door, hoping to see a friendly face respond.