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Shrugging, she continued on. She would certainly make it there before he supplies ran out, and her father had taught her enough to get by in the wild for a few days. The elf ran a hand through her long blond hair and sighed.

"Silly little sun elf running off on her own and now she’s in the middle of nowhere. Mother always told me I didn’t think things through," La’raines muttered to herself.

After traveling for another hour or so, at least that was her guess from looking at the sun drifting towards the horizon, she noticed something. Just over the tree line to the east there were thin tendrils of smoke, their faint gray trails contrasting against the blue autumn sky. She was immediately feeling revitalized. It looked as if she’d been wrong, obviously there was a settlement a little farther into the woods where she could at least rest for the night, and with luck they’d have a horse for sale.

She skipped ahead and moved through the trees towards the source of the smoke. Life had looked favorably on the young elf, and along with her smooth, attractive features they had graced her with a slim, strong body maintained by regular excercise. After all, this far north there wasn’t much to do except occupy oneself with outdoor activites. She still had traces of her ‘baby fat’ as the humans called it, but in general her body was well-toned and agile.

Continuing to move through the woods, she became curious. If there was a settlement out here, it seemed odd that there was not well-used path. She supposed the villagers might wish for privacy, but she thought that they wouldn’t mind a little visit, especially if the one in charge was a man. The elf smiled to herself. She was still a virgin, there being no other elves around as she’d grown up, and her parents not being quite tolerant enough allow humans to court her. She knew how things worked, of course, but she’d never had the chance to put them into practice… in truth she was somewhat apprehensive about the event.

But she had learned that her looks could have an effect on how men treated her, a fact she’d discovered when bartering with a travelling half-orc merchant one day. They had been arguing over price when she had leaned forward to examine an item and her ripening breasts had nearly spilled out of the low-cut dress she’d chosen for that summers day. Within a few minutes the distracted half-orc had agreed on a price far below what she had expected. Since then she had the occasional instance where an odd look or a slight shift to push her breasts out got things to move more smoothly.

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