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Ignorance-Aint-No-Excuse by niteynyx CONTACT: [TWITTER] - [DISCORD SERVER] SUPPORT: [COMMISSION INFO] - [KO-FI TIPS] - [PATREON] ***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-*** “Are we there yet?” Lyralei, better known as the Windranger, asked her companion in a bright and cheery singsong. Though she walked, she easily kept up with the woman floating alongside her, buoyed by a constant buffet of hot air the pyromancer pushed beneath herself. Lina simpl…

Ignorance-Aint-No-Excuse by niteynyx As it turned out, Shoe wasn’t the only human male in the town, not by a longshot. When he said there were a ‘few’, he was underselling it. The first day that they met, he wasn’t lying when he said he was going to go fetch the Tailor. The Tailor, preferring to go by Ty, was in similar circumstances to Shoe -- and when he was done taking measurements of Lina’s legs, he brought her to the Leatherman for another fitting. “You’re gonna need a collar and leash,” Leth apologized profusely to Lina. “It…

Ignorance-Aint-No-Excuse by niteynyx CONTACT: [TWITTER] - [DISCORD SERVER] SUPPORT: [COMMISSION INFO] - [KO-FI TIPS] - [PATREON] ***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-***-*** “Hey, Lina. Are we there yet?” Lyralei the Windranger sing-songed at Lina, one redhead to another. Lina ignored her, of course. She had to. If she didn’t ignore half the shit that came out of Lyralei’s mouth, she would use Laguna Blade several dozen times a day, and the Slayer li…

Ignorance-Aint-No-Excuse by niteynyx Lina stared down at her calendar for a long, long time, her lips slightly parted and her breath coming and going in short, shallow pants as she fought against her ever present horniness. Not too long ago, she wasn’t the kind of woman who cared much to mark the passage of time -- as Lina the Slayer, bonafide hero and pyromancer, she was certain that she was going to live forever. In her youth and her arrogance, she was certain that she was invincible, immortal, and even if she wasn’t, the idea o…