Poldon's Gay Romp
Now settle down and let me tell you a tale. A tale of bravery, intrigue, cunning, wit, and above all... queerness. Yes little one, it all began on a rainy day long ago...*flashback fade*
I was walking along peacefully in the Butcherblock Mountains, thinking about Vanilla Live, when all of a sudden, a man caught my eye. And I'll never forget the first thing he said to me.
It was then that I knew it was love, love at first sight. I promptly accosted him, and we had many, many long nights together.
But one fateful night... I stumbled across a horny young male elf. I just couldn't resist myself!
One thing led to another, and...
Little did I know, Dama was watching from the bushes. He dumped me on the spot. I felt so horrible, I decided to go commit suicide! I trained a horde of skeletons onto myself in Kurn's Tower and awaited my death.
The group of level 10-13's that were fighting there didn't seem too happy with me. I decided to kill them. >_>
After witnessing the death of a few n00bs I felt better. After all, there are always more men in the world, right? I set out into the sunset, dragging Mollyanna's corpse behind me. And that, my children, is the story of Poldon's Gay Romp.