A caravan of commoners, traveling the lands together for various reasons rattled along a winding dirt path, the wheels of their horse drawn wagons rolling in relative synchronization as they propelled the caravan down the dark trail late one night. This group of travelers had long since begun their treks, and had monumental distance yet to travel.
They intended to reach the shore all the way on the far side of the continent, which was no easy task. Doing so would mean crossing many different biomes and environments, plenty of which would hold hostility and dangers. The continent was chock full of any type of monster or rabid beast imaginable, as well as thieves, bandits, hostile tribes of different races, deserted soldiers in war torn regions and cursed ruins.
Zelriah, an elven girl who had recently joined the caravan sat upon the rear edge of the wagon at the tail of the caravan, the other dozen or so wagons ahead of hers. It was a relatively empty wagon, mostly filled with peoples belongings. She daydreamed of a better life as the wagon strolled along, wondering if leaving home to head for the capitals' coastline was a good choice or not. While lost in her thoughts, she hadn't noticed the increasingly precarious conditions of the road as they ascended throughh the mountains. The shoulders of the road practically disappeared, a sheer rock wall on one side of the trail and a steep descent into the wilderness below on the opposite side.
She was snapped out of her trance upon her wagon hitting a rather deep divot in the road, the carriage rattling violently while trying to recover from the harsh bump. This force was enough to send her launching out of the wagon and straight down the mountainside. She rolled and tumbled, crashing through brush and debris while desperately trying to stop herself. Her dressed had been torn and ripped several times over in the rapid descent, and she was cut, scraped and bruised anywhere uncovered skin was unfortunate enough to be.
After what felt like an eternity of tumbling, she continued rolling down into the forest at the base of the mountains, and everything went black as soon as her head collided with a thick-stalked tree, breaking her fall. When Zelriah awoke, she had no idea how much time had passed. Her only hint was that the sun was up now, and it hadn't been when she fell. Disoriented and separated from her group, There was no way she could make it back to the trail from here. and now it was up to her to find her way back to the caravan, somehow, someway.
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Hi there! Thanks for heading this far, and I hope that starter gives you an idea of the scene trying to set. Im looking for someone to guide zelriah on her journey in search of reunion, whether that be tailing the caravan and trying to catch up, or forging her own path to the capital.
Her journey will be ruthless, and I expect an unforgiving and cruel world, and hopefully a GM who plays along with that well.
I feel like this prompt leaves endless room for opportunities, which is exactly how I wanted to design it to be. What happens on her travels? Does she wake up in the wilderness? Or did some kind or not so kind stranger come to her "rescue" while she was passed out? What kind of monsters or animals will she encounter? Bandits? Tribal peoples? Does she pick up any cursed gear or status effects? You get the idea hopefully.
for reference, my kinks include: rape/noncon, breeding, impreg, fertilization, beast, monsters, aliens, bugs, pokémon, oviposition, tentacles, musk, sweat, smegma, cock cleaning, size difference, ANYTHING cum related (excessive amounts, inflation, cum diet, cum wearing, marking, unusual or weird cum, cum smells, unusual cum, bukkake, gokkun, facials, cum in/on clothing, literally all of it) used condoms, stray pubes, corruption, hypnosis, curses, abuse, violent/rough partners, gangbangs, double penetration, free use, public sex, collars and leashes, water sports, filthy settings (mud, urine and cum soaked bathrooms and other rooms, barns, trash heaps, etc.) deepthroat, oral, knotting, anal, womb tattoos, ear fucking, raceplay, gross/ugly partners, and much more
nothing is mandatory if you don’t like it, im fine leaving things out you don’t enjoy. i want you to have just as much fun as i do.
my only limits are: Scat and farting.
anything unlisted just ask, i’ll probably be fine with it.
i’d like to have plenty of breeding and impregnation involved in this roleplay, with plenty of cum, as well as some scent and filth kinks but those ones aren’t necessary if it’s not your taste. password: Pacha
i’d like her encounters to be mostly noncon, although if there’s an encounter or two where she becomes hypnotized or poisoned into submitting then that would still be fun.
The grosser the better also applies here, smelly, unwashed partners with thick, gooey and chunky yellow loads of pungent semen are always a huge plus. stuff like in sadgravy’s art. (bonus points if you know that amazing artist!) not a necessity, just heavily preferred.
i have a description and ref ready to go for a character i’ve made up for this, but if you have one you’d like me to use instead, feel free to let me know.
if you’re interested, i hope to hear from you soon!