Jakon thought his heart stopped for a moment. No. More than a moment. Several moments. Well beyond … well … The card in his hand was gone. Before him was a puff of bright red smoke, as large, no, a bit larger than he was. Taller and wider, like a bubbly boulder of smoke. And the smell, it was … cherry musk? Yeah. It was so much like what he read elf girls should smell like, well, if they don’t wash enough, they smelled fruity and that muskiness, like a feminine version of what that elf boy Ramsel smelled like....

Sky Brewrose savored the sudden, strange rosy fragrance coming off Dirlop Mountain. It was so much like the rose hedges back at home. The hedges she loved wondering in. Getting lost in. They were ever changing. Unlike this mountain of countless never-changing boulders. Boulders that were so tall and wide she could barely see where she was going. Only she was headed upward. In a very winding, zigzaggy way. And a glance in the wrong direction … just how insanely far up she already was. At least a thousand feet. From how that thick canopy below looked more like moss...

Frostine crouched as small as she could behind the huge jagged boulder. It was shaped like a lopsided chicken egg from some huge chicken, it was half as tall as she was, and lying on its side, yet it was so pale gray it was almost as white as she was. Almost. Just the chicken egg appearance … nonono, her tummy better not growl hungry again. As the orc deck wielder, she needed to spread half of the orc platoon horde cards close enough to the battlements above. There were nearly a hundred orc soldiers to a platoon card but...

The moment Jakon entered the main classroom–an extra big and round room with thick cushioned regenerative walls–he was relieved he hadn’t slacked off in his blademaster training, despite coming late nearly every day due to having secret fun with sexy cute Ivy, he did stay here later to make up for it … usually. Yet Jakon was very aware of the empty arched doorway behind him, this time. Of the dome of a ceiling high above him. Of its many, many glowing gemstones keeping this extra big classroom extra bright and shadow-free. The thick smell of sweat pierced through the...

Ivy just looooved that wonderful blend of bison and pig that was neither, that was, in fact, her beloved sweet Jakon, and how did his scent make more than just her purr for more, and not just her tummy either. This hot spring was like the find of a lifetime, all in itself. The way it weaved around so many of this huuuuge boulders and how so many of these boulders were exposed and craggy and so easy to climb around, yet they were so much like the countless boulders at home in the valley below this lone mountain. So...