{"id":"gjavym","deleted":false,"future_paste":false,"expired":false,"language":"text","created_at":"2026-06-26 10:27:00","expires_at":null,"content":"Conceptualization. A new paladin style character called Oath. She is blind but still trying to do paladin things regardless. I intend for her to have 4 different stats to keep track of; Trust\/familiarity, openness, perversion, corruption. Trust is how much she trusts\/is familiar with the PC, openness is how sexually available she is, perversion is how kinky she is, and corruption is corruption. Corruption is meant to go down by 5 each day as long as she is below 50 corruption. All of these scale from 0-100.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nIntroduction.\r\n(Located in the plains)\r\n\r\nAs you are wandering through the plains, you hear the familiar sound of combat. The clinking of metal against metal and the grunts and groans of pain and exertion. You make your way towards the noise, stepping past a few badly beaten imps as you go. The little demons show signs of severe blunt trauma to their heads, but little else. It looks as if they were all taken out by a single brutal hit each. Following the trail of destruction to its source, you see a bunny woman wildly swinging a mace at a small group of imps, as well as a large horse running around the group in a small circle.\r\n\r\n\r\nThe bunny woman has white fur and knightly garb with gold trim, but there are large holes from where the imps have torn through the cloth. The few visible metal pieces of the outfit have suffered some damage as well, having dents and scratch marks. While it is clear this woman was once very well put together, her long white hair is currently rather frazzled and she is sweating profusely. She takes a swing at one of the imps, but her mace glides harmlessly over its head, not even grazing its horns. At first it almost seemed like she was trying to miss; her technique was just fine, but she completely misjudged where she was aiming. As she pulls back and you creep closer, you get a much better look at her and realize what caused her to miss, her eyes are completely covered by a band of cloth.\r\n\r\nA loud neighing pulls your attention away from the blindfolded knight and toward the horse, just in time to see the massive beast rear up, and then stomp down on one of the little demons with his full weight. There is a loud crunching as his hooves come to rest on the back of the creature's skull, grinding it into the dirt below. While unable to see, the bunny woman seems very aware of the success. \"Good work Breaker, just a few more.\" Her voice is ragged but somewhat refined, clearly trying to keep an air of authority despite being in such dire straits. There are still three imps left standing.\r\n\r\n1. Help them. (Leads to \"Help\" increases Oath's trust by 5.) \"What are you waiting for, get moving.\"\r\n2. Watch. (Leads to \"watch\" increases Oath's corruption by 10 and her perversion by 5) \"You shouldn't jump face first into an active fight, but there's no harm in sticking around to enjoy the show.\"\r\n3. Leave. (Leads to\" Leave\") \"You have seen enough to know you want nothing to do with this.\" (This removes Oath from the game.)\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nHelp Them\r\n(If the player has less than 50 corruption this version plays)- You ready yourself and rush down the hill. The bunny's ears turn towards you, but she keeps facing forward. Your sudden appearance does distract the imps as she brings her mace down once again, this time hitting her intended target. That leaves another of them out cold, the two remaining imps quickly disengage and rush off into the plains.\r\n\r\n\"Thank you for the assistance, stranger.\" The woman turns towards you, although she is a bit off in execution as she reaches a hand out to your side, awkwardly bungling an attempt at a handshake. \"I am Oath of the\u2026\" She stops herself, clears her throat, and turns further to properly face you before trying again. \"I am Oath, a currently orderless paladin. May I know the name of my rescuer?\" Having a much closer look at her than before, you can tell that she is badly bruised. It's nothing short of a miracle that she is still standing, let alone speaking so formally. In any case, you introduce yourself to the odd knight. \"Well, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance (Pc Name). I would offer you a reward for your selflessness, but I seem to have misplaced my purse.\" Before you can speak, a whinny from behind you draws your attention back to the horse.\r\n\r\nOath, as she has introduced herself, turns in the horse's direction to respond. \"No, Breaker, I'm not blaming you for it.\" It is unclear if she actually understood the noise he made or if she is simply being playful. \"It's my fault for not securing everything properly before we left, but we were in a hurry.\" You take the opportunity to ask who these two actually are and what they are doing out here. Why is she trying to fight imps while blindfolded?\r\n\r\nShe turns back towards you, resting her mace against the ground as she speaks.\"As I said, I am Oath, a currently orderless paladin.\" You can practically hear the gears in her head start to turn as she formulates her next sentence. \"A paladin is a holy knight. We are sworn to fight evil and help the innocent. Breaker over there is my noble steed,\u201d gesturing in Breaker's general direction as she speaks. \"As for the blindfold, I am blind. This is a recent change, and I am still getting used to it. I would prefer not to elaborate on that any further. Suffice to say, it has been an ordeal.\" \r\n\r\n\"If you will excuse us, we should be getting back to camp now. It has been a very difficult day. I'll try to have a suitable reward for you when we next meet.\" With some effort, the rabbit woman stumbles her way over to Breaker, wraps an arm around his neck, and lifts herself onto his back. They are gone in moments leaving you surrounded by the badly beaten imps. You do manage to scavenge (1-100 gems) for your efforts.\r\n\r\n(If the player has 50 corruption or over, this scene plays.)- As you move to interfere, the woman suddenly becomes very stiff, her whole body tensing up as her ears turn towards you. The imps notice your presence as well, turning their attention towards you. They back up slightly, clearly not prepared for another opponent. You shout at the diminutive creatures to leave, and they flee without hesitation. The rabbit slowly and shakily turns to face your direction, keeping a very firm grip on her mace.\r\n\r\n\"Alright, that's close enough. Who are you and what do you want?\" Her words are surprisingly firm for how badly beaten she is. It's honestly rather impressive that she's as composed as she is, even as she shakes slightly in your presence. You explain that you heard the fight and came to help her, but she doesn't seem to believe you.\r\n\r\n\"I can smell the corruption seeping from your body interloper. Your kind aren't exactly known for their charity. You could have set this up yourself for all I know.\" Maybe you could have, but what would you have gained from it? The imps seemed to be winning, albeit at a heavy cost. If you wanted to hurt her, you could simply have let them continue, or hit her while she was distracted. You assure her that everything is fine and that she\u2019s just being paranoid after a rough fight. She does lower her mace slowly, but keeps a firm grip on it.\r\n\r\n\"Fine. I don't have the energy for another fight anyway. If you are being honest, then I suppose thanks are in order, as are introductions. I am Oath, a currently freelance paladin, sworn to destroy corruption. That would include you.\" She says matter-of-factly. You introduce yourself and explain that you are also in the business of fighting the demons that live in this world, a fact that seems to cause her some surprise. \"Oh? How strange. Well, in any case, you have my gratitude. I should be going, but, if we meet again later, I can see about burning away some of your corruption. That seems a fitting reward for your assistance.\" She doesn't give you the chance to interrupt, simply making her way towards her mount and, with some effort, pulling herself onto his back. They are gone quickly, leaving you surrounded by the unconscious imps. If nothing else, you manage to scrounge up (1-80 gems) for your trouble.\r\nWatch\r\nYou slowly creep your way closer, hiding in the taller grasses as you watch the fight. The bunny knight manages to graze one of the imps with her next swing, only for the mace to plant firmly in the ground below. She struggles to pull the mace back from the earth while the imps move closer to her. Another sharp whinny cuts through the fight. The horse rears violently, but this time, instead of rearing up to strike, he is rearing up in pain. One of the little monsters managed to cut one of his legs pretty badly. Rather than staying to protect his master, the horse gallops off into the plains, blood trailing behind him. \"Breaker!?\" Is all the bunny can say as her mount abandons her. The formerly knightly woman is left all alone, hunched over, trying to pull her weapon from the dirt while the imps close in around her.\r\n\r\n(if you have less than 50 corruption this scene plays) The bunny knight gives the mace another desperate yank, failing to pull it free before the imps swarm her. Two of the little demons leap onto her at once, forcing her down into the grass with a startled cry. The mace slips from her hands, leaving her disarmed as she's slammed to the ground below. \"Get off me, damn it!\" she manages to blurt out before the third imp makes its way next to her, pressing a jagged blade against her throat.\r\n\r\nThe two imps who tackled her chatter excitedly amongst themselves while pinning her down. One of them tugs experimentally at the damaged white-and-gold fabric covering her chest before another simply tears straight through it instead. The one with the blade slowly trails it lower from her throat, dragging across the soft fur of her chest before grazing one of her nipples just enough to draw a sharp gasp from the rabbit. Her ears flatten immediately against her head. Whatever resistance she had left in her has gone. Now all she can do is try to endure whatever happens to her next.\r\n\r\nOne of the imps lowers itself between her thighs while another clambers awkwardly over her stomach, grabbing and pulling at whatever exposed fur it can reach. The creatures seem almost frantic now that the fight is over. The rabbit grits her teeth as rough hands spread her legs apart. Another violent tearing sound follows as the last of the already-damaged fabric between her legs gives way completely.\r\n\r\nThe imp near her head gives its rapidly hardening cock a few eager strokes before pressing the tip against her lips. She hesitates briefly, breathing hard through her nose, before slowly opening her mouth. Satisfied, the creature tucks its knife away and grabs both of her ears for leverage instead. A pained grunt escapes her throat as the sensitive appendages are pulled tight in the imp\u2019s fists, but she makes no move to stop him.\r\n\r\nMeanwhile the pair lower down seem to briefly argue over positioning before settling on a remarkably awkward compromise. The rabbit\u2019s body jerks sharply as both imps force themselves into her at the same time, stretching the tight hole with a wet squelching sound. Her gauntleted hands dig into the ground below, tearing up small bunches of grass as she twists and contorts involuntarily. A low groan escapes around the cock in her mouth, though whether from pain, pleasure, humiliation, or simple physical overload is impossible to tell.\r\n\r\nThe imps on the other hand seem quite pleased with themselves, using and abusing the battered woman without a care in the world. The sounds of combat quickly replaced with grunting, moaning, and wet slapping sounds until eventually the three imps have satisfied themselves, leaving the bunny woman in a pool of semen. Her vagina left bright red from the rough treatment, leaking a river of tainted cum. Her face is absolutely smeared with jizz and her once ornate clothing in tatters. The three demons scurry off, taking their unconscious brethren with them as they go, leaving just you and the bunny behind.\r\n\r\nShe's panting heavily as you approach, ears twitching slightly before focusing in on you. The woman manages to pull herself to her feet, struggling to pull her tattered clothing back into place as she addresses you. \"Ahem, hello stranger. You seem to have caught me at a bad time.\" Her downplaying what just happened aside, you take a moment to introduce yourself. \"(Pc Name), I am Oath, a currently orderless paladin. I\u2026 don't have the energy to explain any further than that right now.\" She feels around in the air for a moment before her hands land on her mace. With what looks like herculean effort, she manages to pull it free from the ground. \"Ahh, that's better.\" Indeed, despite being horribly bruised and visibly leaking cum, she seems much more confident now than just a moment ago.\r\n\r\n\"Normally I would offer help, but I need to get back to my camp. By any chance, have you seen a very large black horse? He may be injured and I need to find him.\" Her face turns a bright red as you ask if she meant the one who ran off during the fight. \"Oh, you saw all that?\" You confirm that you did. \"And you made no effort to assist me?\" Before you can explain yourself, she speaks again, \"Sorry, I understand. You're not a paladin like me. Staying out of danger only makes sense. In any case, I assume that means you are as clueless on his whereabouts as I am.\"\r\n\r\nYou take a moment to clarify that while the horse was injured, the wound didn't look too severe. He was moving pretty fast, and you hardly saw any blood. A visible wave of relief spreads across her face. \"Oh, that's good. I was worried.\" She plops back down onto the ground, her mace laying by her side. \"I am sure he will be back later then. I'm just going to rest here for a while.\" In mere moments, she is out cold. She's clearly still breathing, but in a deep sleep after the experience she just had. It occurs to you that you have also been away from your own camp for a while now. It's time for you to head home.\r\n\r\n(If corruption 50 or up this version) - The bunny knight gives the mace another desperate yank, failing to pull it free before the imps swarm her. Two of the little demons leap onto her at once, forcing her down into the grass with a startled cry. The mace slips from her hands, leaving her disarmed as she's slammed to the ground below. \"Get off me, damn it!\" she manages to blurt out before the third imp makes its way next to her, pressing a jagged blade against her throat.\r\n\r\nThe two imps who tackled her chatter excitedly amongst themselves while pinning her down. One of them tugs experimentally at the damaged white-and-gold fabric covering her chest before another simply tears straight through it instead. The one with the blade slowly trails it lower from her throat, dragging across the soft fur of her chest before grazing one of her nipples just enough to draw a sharp gasp from the rabbit. The small pink protrusion stiffens against the cold metal while her ears flatten against her head. Whatever resistance she had left in her has gone. Now all she can do is try to endure whatever happens to her next. You can see the faintest hint of a blush on her face, as she turns her head away from the imp. It seems the reflex to look away still exists while blinded.\r\n\r\nOne of the imps lowers itself between her thighs while another clambers awkwardly over her stomach, grabbing and pulling at whatever exposed fur it can reach. It finally stops once it reaches her breasts, roughly squeezing the big round orbs. The rabbit grits her teeth at the treatment, seeming to stifle a grunt. Another violent tearing sound follows as the last of the already-damaged fabric between her legs gives way completely. The imp down between her legs gives the freshly exposed bunny cunt a wet sloppy lick, and the rabbit struggles to suppress a moan.\r\n\r\nThe imp near her head gives its rapidly hardening cock a few eager strokes before pressing the tip against her lips. She hesitates briefly, breathing hard through her nose, before slowly opening her mouth. Satisfied, the creature tucks its knife away and grabs both of her ears for leverage instead. A pained grunt escapes her throat as the sensitive appendages are pulled tight in the imp\u2019s fists, but she makes no move to stop him. Indeed it seems she's a bit turned on by the experience, since her vagina gives a small squirt of juice as her ears are yanked.\r\n\r\nMeanwhile the other two imps have decided that they are done with foreplay. They line themselves up with her twitching cunt, and both push into it at the same time. The rabbit\u2019s body jerks sharply as her hole is brutally stretched. Her gauntleted hands dig into the ground below, tearing up small bunches of grass as she twists and contorts involuntarily. A muffled moan escapes around the cock in her mouth, though whether from pain, pleasure, humiliation, or simple physical overload is impossible to tell.\r\n\r\nSomething that is much more clear is that the imps are having the time of their lives. The one in her mouth tightens his grip and starts to roughly yank her head back and forth along his length. She chokes and struggles with the rough treatment, her assailant forcing his tainted rod deep into her maw. Her throat bulges obscenely every time the little demon bottoms out, the fluff of her neck pushed far beyond its normal position.\r\n\r\nThe two in her cunt are less decisive with their actions, seeming to change tactics constantly. One moment they are thrusting in tandem, and the next they are making opposing movements. One slab of demon meat going in and rubbing against the other while their partner pulls back out. One will pull all the way out for a moment before trying to force itself back in, only for the other to bottom out, pull back, and completely change where he is aiming his tip. Her aching hole quivers and throbs at the chaotic attention, and you can hear the bunny's breathing becoming heavier, even with her mouth stuffed with cock.\r\n\r\nAfter a while of rough treatment, she can't hold back anymore and squirts all over her attackers, spraying the two between her legs with a solid jet of clear girl juice. Her face turns bright red, and you hear muffled screams from around the cock currently gagging her. A few thrusts later and the imps finish as well, a big load of tainted jizz going right into her belly and two into her throbbing cunt. Once they are finished with her, the imps simply grab their unconscious companions and leave.\r\n\r\nOnce you are sure they are gone, you make your way out of your hiding spot and towards the bunny. She is battered, bruised, and leaking cum, her hole still visibly twitching from the abuse as you reach her. Her ears twitch, and her hands move frantically, as she suddenly rushes back to her discarded mace. \"Back up!\" she barks at you as she frees her mace from the ground, seeming to have recovered slightly. You do as she says, taking a couple of steps back from her.\r\n\r\n\"Who are you and what do you want?\" You tell her your name, explain that you saw the fight, and what happened afterwards. \"(PC Name), do you often watch innocent women be raped?\" It sounds like an actual question as much as an accusation, but she quickly speaks again, keeping you from answering. \"Sorry, you're not a paladin. You're some kind of corrupt monstrosity. Of course you wouldn't have helped me.\" She sounds less like she is insulting you and more like she's trying to rationalize something. \"Assuming you didn't sic those imps on me, I will remain civil.\" As much as you enjoyed the show, no you didn't send the imps to attack her. Those little monsters hardly listen to anyone, let alone the champion. You explain to her why you are even in this world to begin with, and, although she is obviously skeptical of you, she does listen to your words. \"Assuming that's true, you have fallen quite a way from the ideal. You absolutely reek of corruption.\" As you two talk, she seems to get more of her strength back, but almost all the energy she has is spent keeping her mace ready to strike you, if you do anything she doesn't like. \"If I were in better condition, I would burn that corruption away, but for the time being I need to rest and find my horse. We can talk more some other time. Now please leave.\" There's nothing else for you here right now anyway, and you've been away from camp long enough as it is. You inform the bunny that you are leaving, and, as you back away, you watch her collapse in a heap on the ground, falling into a deep sleep almost as soon as you are out of ear shot.\r\nLeave\r\nThis is none of your business. You turn and leave. You hear the combat echoing through the plains for a while, but eventually you make it out of earshot and put the encounter out of your mind.\r\n\r\nSecond Encounter \r\n(Located in the plains, requires it to be at least the day after the first encounter. adds Oath's Camp as a location)\r\n\r\nUncorrupted- chose \"Help\"\r\nAs you are exploring the plains, you see a small puff of smoke in the distance. Making your way towards it, you see the start of a simple camp. There is a single hide tent, although it appears to have been assembled wrong. There is a firepit, a stone circle with the grass around it having been cut away, with a small flame smoldering in the center. The only other feature of the camp of any note is a small log near the fire pit with an ornate mace propped up next to it. Oath, the bunny woman from before, rises from the log as you approach. She sniffs at the air, turning away from the fire and towards you before speaking. \"Hello? I can hear you, but I can't quite smell you yet.\" As she addresses you, her horse, Breaker, trots in from the plains. He rushes over to her side, letting her lean against him as she takes a few steps towards you.\r\n\r\nYou take a moment to greet her, and she visibly relaxes as she hears your voice. \"Ahh (PC name.) I would say it's good to see you again, but I cannot see.\" It is unclear if that was an attempt at humor or just a statement of fact. In any case, she looks to be much more put together today than she did when you last met. Her hair is much more orderly, although it shows obvious signs of rough living. Her clothing has been somewhat mended, the largest gaps in the fabric crudely patched. The metal parts of her outfit are currently absent, apparently they are removable and not a permanent part of the clothing. With all that said, she seems to have recovered well. The bruising has mostly healed, and, more importantly, she doesn't look like she's about to collapse at any moment. \"Oh that reminds me. I don't have much to offer, but I did promise you a reward. I don't know what to\u2026 oh, wait I have something, just let me get it from my tent.\" Before you can speak, she gives Breaker a pat on the side, and he guides her over to the honestly pathetic structure. A short time later they return, and she hands you a small piece of fabric. You stare at it silently for a moment before silently stowing it.\r\n\r\nShe stands silently for an uncomfortably long time before speaking again. \"Ahh, it just occurred to me that you may not be familiar with this practice, my apologies. That is a small favor. Well, a favor token. If you ever need my help, you can give that back to me. I will do my best to assist you, and then we will be even.\" So her reward for you is\u2026 a favor? Given the sorry state of her camp, it's not much of a surprise she doesn't have much to spare. Still, a favor might be useful down the road. She did seem somewhat competent in a fight, or at least her horse did.\r\n\r\nYou give her a simple acknowledgement that you accept her reward. \"Excellent. Thank you again for your assistance.\" It's hard to say if she is deliberately playing up her gratitude, or if she is genuinely this appreciative that you showed up when you did. In any case, you have found her camp, such as it is. It shouldn't be hard to find it again in the future. (Opens \"Oath Camp Menu\")\r\n\r\nCorrupted - Chose \"Help\"\r\nAs you are exploring the plains, you see a small puff of smoke in the distance. Making your way towards it, you see the makings of a simple camp. There is a single hide tent, although it appears to have been assembled wrong. There is a firepit, a stone circle with the grass around it having been cut away, with a small flame smoldering in the center. The only other feature of the camp of any note is a small log near the fire pit, with an ornate mace propped up next to it. Oath, the bunny woman from before, leaps from the log, grabbing her mace as you approach. \"Who's there!? I can smell the corruption!\" At her shouting, Breaker trots in from the tall grass and over to her side. You inform the panicked rabbit that it's just you. She lowers the mace, although she keeps a firm grip on it as you close the gap.\r\n\r\n\"I would say it's good to see you, but that would be a lie. Still, I do owe you a reward for your intervention. Stay exactly where you are. Breaker, tent.\" She sets a hand on the horse's flank, and the pair slowly walk their way over to the tent. The blind bunny crawls into the sagging mass of cloth. After an uncomfortably long time, she pulls back out with something clenched tightly in her fist. While she was struggling to retrieve whatever that is, you did manage to get a good look at her.\r\n\r\nShe looks to be much more put together today than she did when you last met. Her hair is much more orderly, although it shows obvious signs of rough living. Her clothing has been somewhat mended, the largest gaps in the fabric crudely patched. The metal parts of her outfit are currently absent, apparently they are removable and not a permanent part of the clothing. Beyond the apparel, she seems to have recovered well. The bruising has mostly healed, and, more importantly, she doesn't look like she's about to collapse at any moment. In any case, the paladin makes her way back to her previous spot and holds out her hand. She seems to be offering you a small piece of cloth. It doesn't appear to have any magical properties, and the material doesn't look particularly valuable either. She simply holds that position for an uncomfortably long time before speaking again. \"Are you unfamiliar with favors, or do you not accept?\" You ask her to clarify what she means with that question.\r\n\r\nOath takes a deep breath, seeming to struggle with answering you. \"Where I am from favors are a serious matter. This piece of cloth is a token of my favor. If you take this, you can return it to me later in exchange for a favor of your choosing, within reason. I won't even consider drinking something obviously tainted to be a valid use. If you need assistance with combat, or would like me to burn away some of your corruption, you may expend the favor on that. In fact, I would highly suggest you do use that favor to cleanse yourself.\"\r\n\r\nYou take the small piece of cloth and stow it away. Despite the fact that you helped her enough to warrant this reward, she is still clearly hostile towards you. You ask her why she seems so irritated with your presence. \"I still don't know that you didn't arrange that ambush, but that aside you are clearly very corrupted. The other members of my order would attack you on sight. I probably would as well if I could see.\" The second half of that statement almost sounded like an attempt at humor, although it is very hard to tell if it was deliberate wordplay. \"I am sorry if I am less than hospitable, but every fiber of my being says you are a monster that I am supposed to fight. If you visit again without being cleaned, please stay at least a mace's length away from me.\" She did say that she is, or at least was, a paladin from a holy order. It can't be easy to suppress whatever training they gave her. Trying to think back to when you first arrived in this land, you also thought corruption was an evil to be destroyed, and look at you now.\r\n\r\n\"With that matter settled for now, do you need anything else? I would like to get back to my own affairs.\" She gives Breaker an idle pat as she says that last bit. (Opens \"Oath camp Menu\")\r\n\r\nUncorrupted - Chose \"watch\"\r\n\r\nAs you are exploring the plains, you see a small puff of smoke in the distance. Making your way towards it, you see the makings of a simple camp. There is a single hide tent, although it appears to have been assembled wrong. There is a firepit, a stone circle with the grass around it having been cut away, with a small flame smoldering in the center. The only other feature of the camp of any note is a small log near the fire pit, with an ornate mace propped up next to it. Oath, the bunny woman from before, rises from the log as you approach. There is an extremely loud cracking sound as she rises from her seat. \"Oww\u2026 my everything.\" Her horse trots to her side from the tall grasses nearby, although he has a slight limp. You can see that his injury is healing, but it will take a while longer to fully recover. Oath leans against the horse before speaking in your direction. \"I can hear you over there, I just need a moment.\"\r\n\r\nShe slowly makes her way towards you, and you take the opportunity to actually greet her. \"Oh right, yes I think I remember you.\" She struggles with her next step, and a loud crunching noise emanates from the rabbit. She suddenly stops moving and takes a sharp breath in. As rough a state as she was in yesterday, she seems to be even worse off now. While most of the cuts and bruises she had are healing, she isn't carrying herself with the same dignity she was before. Her clothing has been mended slightly, although the metal that once adorned it is no longer present. \r\n\r\nOath takes a few deep breaths before speaking again. \"Are you in need of assistance?\" She is clearly in a lot of pain, but is trying to push through it. You ask if she is alright, despite knowing she almost certainly isn't. \"That depends what you mean. If you are referring to that incident with the imps, I am lucky enough to not be pregnant. If you mean why I am moving so slowly, sleeping on the ground is not good for your back. Sleeping in armor isn't great either.\"\r\n\r\n\"I really should have pulled myself back to my tent, or at least camp.\" She stifles a groan as she leans against Breaker. \"I suppose this is just a hazard I hadn't considered before. In any case, I will be fine, I just need time to limber up.\" She's not traumatized\u2026 or angry at you for letting her be raped? \"Oh no, you're not a paladin. You haven't sworn to jump into danger to help people as I have. As for the\u2026 violation, it's not ideal, but I will live. I'm unsure how important that kind of thing actually is, and it's hardly an uncommon occurrence these days.\" It's not clear if she means in general or with her specifically. \"If you don't mind, I would like to rest today, but do feel free to come visit another time.\" She doesn't give you time to respond, and simply starts limping back towards her tent, leaning heavily on Breaker. (Oaths camp is added but unavailable for the rest of the day.)\r\n\r\nCorrupt - Chose \"Watch\"\r\n\r\nAs you are exploring the plains, you see a small puff of smoke in the distance. Making your way towards it you see the makings of a simple camp. There is a single hide tent, although it appears to have been assembled wrong. There is a firepit, a stone circle with the grass around it having been cut away, with a small flame smoldering in the center. The only other feature of the camp of any note is a small log near the fire pit, with an ornate mace propped up next to it. Oath, the bunny woman from before, rises from the log as you approach. There is an extremely loud cracking sound as she rises from her seat. \"Oww\u2026 my everything.\" Her horse trots to her side from the tall grasses nearby, although he has a slight limp. You can see that his injury is healing, but it will take a while longer to fully recover. Oath struggles to lift her mace and shouts in your direction. \"That's close enough! I can smell your corruption from here.\"\r\n\r\nShe struggles to suppress a grimace as she takes a step towards you. A pained squeaking noise escapes from her as her foot touches the ground. As rough a state as she was in yesterday, she seems to be even worse off now. While she isn't actively bleeding, the cuts and bruises across her body are still visible through her fur. She isn't carrying herself with the same dignity she was before either. She's slightly hunched forward, struggling to keep her mace lifted. Beyond that, her clothing has been mended slightly, although the metal that once adorned it is no longer present.\r\n\r\nBefore she can hurt herself further, you inform her that it's just you. After a few heavy breaths, she manages to speak again. \"I would say that's a relief, but it really isn't.\" She slowly lowers her weapon, although she keeps a firm grip on it.. \"No show for you today monster, unless you take some kind of pleasure in watching me suffer.\" You might, you might not. Either way, it's not like you are attacking her, so why the hostility? It's not as if she could even fight back in her current state. \"You reek of corruption. The order I come from would attack you on sight. I probably would too if I were capable of it.\"\r\n\r\n\"I owe you nothing, but I must confess I am not in a good mood now. Every single muscle in my body aches, sleeping on the ground like I did was clearly a poor decision. The armor didn't help with that either, and then I had to sew the cloth back together with nothing but\u2026 I am rambling. My apologies.\" She lowers her mace further, resting it against the ground. It's not clear if this is because she's starting to relax, or no longer has the strength to hold it properly.\r\n\r\n\"As for your part in my misfortunes, you sat by and watched, but at least you didn't make things worse. I am unsure if I should thank you for not trying to rape me, but I don't think inaction warrants anything.\" It's pretty clear she is suffering some kind of internal conflict about you. You can see her hands clenching and relaxing around her mace, and she keeps shifting her weight from leg to leg. \"Ahem. Perhaps we can talk more once I have rested, but for now please depart from my camp.\" She doesn't give you a chance to respond. She simply turns, grimacing with pain, and leaning hard against Breaker as she limps her way towards the pathetic excuse for a tent. (Oaths camp is added but unavailable for the rest of the day.)\r\n\r\nOath's Camp\r\n\r\nCamp description(s)\r\n\r\n\r\n(Basic)\r\nOath's camp is a sorry sight. It has a basic fire pit, a single log for seating, and a tent that is assembled wrong. Breaker seems to have eaten the grass that once surrounded the pit area, and there are miscellaneous items strewn about the area.\r\n\r\n(Improved)\r\nOath's camp has a proper fire pit, simple seating, and a functional tent. Thanks to your efforts, Oath's items have been properly organized, and she has a chest for storage. It's not exactly luxury, but it works.\r\n\r\n\r\nCamp Menu\r\nOath. \"Visit the blind bunny.\" (Leads to Oath's menu)\r\nBreaker \"Visit the big black horse.\" (Leads to Breaker's menu)\r\nCamp actions. \"Do things around the camp.\" (Leads to \"Camp actions\")\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nOath's Menu\r\n\r\nAppearance. \"Take a good look at the bunny knight.\"\r\nTalk \"Talk to her.\"\r\nSpar \"Ask if she's open to a friendly match.\"\r\nFavors \"Cash in your favor.\"\r\nSex \"See if she's open to sex.\"\r\nHelp her \"Help her out.\"\r\nTraining \"Time to train.\" (Requires that you have asked her to train you and she has agreed, or you have expended a favor for training.)\r\n\r\nAppearance\r\n(Openness less than 25.)\r\nOath is five and a half feet tall. She has white fur, mid length white hair that hangs freely around her shoulders, bunny ears, a soft pink nose, pronounced front teeth, and a simple white cloth blindfold covering her eyes. Her hair is slightly brighter than her fur, almost seeming to catch and reflect the light. She wears a type of cloth armor, with metal plates reinforcing some sections. The armor itself shows signs of wear and tear, some notable gaps being poorly sewn back together. Despite that, it is clear that it was once quite regal, having faded golden sun motifs worked into the fabric and armor. Several dented metal plates form a skirt, with a longer piece of cloth hanging down between her legs.\r\nOath's legs are covered by cloth armor, all the way down to her feet. The shoes, for lack of a better term, have some extra padding and form a slight heel. They look like they are meant to lock into a saddle, but you have never seen Breaker wear one. Aside from her outfit, she is well built. She's not exactly buff, but she's muscular enough to give her limbs some definition under all the fluff.\r\n\r\nDespite her blindness, she carries herself with surprisingly good posture. Her shoulders are usually squared, her back straight, and she tends to keep her head held high. She is clearly used to discipline and order.\r\n\r\n(Openness between 25 and 50)\r\n\r\nOath is five and a half feet tall. She has white fur, mid length white hair, bunny ears, a soft pink nose, pronounced front teeth, and a blindfold covering her eyes. The white blindfold remains unchanged, though her hair is noticeably better maintained than when you first met her. It still hangs freely around her shoulders, but appears to have been brushed and cared for more recently.\r\n\r\nHer outfit has also seen some changes recently. Gone is the metal skirt she started with, instead a long piece of cloth hangs down between her legs. The fabric in question covers her groin but leaves a little bit of her inner thighs exposed when she walks. In addition to that, you can now tell that her breasts are D cups, clearly having reworked some of the chest to make it a bit more alluring. While her breasts are still fully covered, she has redistributed the padding and ornamental trim to accentuate her features more than obscure them.\r\n\r\nMoving downward, her legs are covered by the cloth armor. Her modifications to the leggings are much more modest, simply rolling the tops down slightly. The shoes, for lack of a better term, have some extra padding, and form a slight heel. They look like they are meant to lock into a saddle, but you have never seen Breaker wear one. Aside from her outfit, she is well built. She's not exactly buff, but she's muscular enough to give her limbs some definition under all the fluff.\r\n\r\nHer posture has also changed slightly, looking a little more relaxed than before. Her legs are spread slightly farther apart and her shoulders are not quite so far back. She still looks serious, but a little more approachable than she used to.\r\n\r\n\r\n(Openness between 50 and 75) \r\n\r\nOath is five and a half feet tall. She has white fur, mid length white hair, bunny ears, a soft pink nose, and pronounced front teeth. Her blindfold has been replaced with a more vibrant strip of white cloth, and she appears to have taken more care with her appearance overall. Her hair remains loose, but now seems deliberately arranged rather than simply left to fall where it may. \r\n\r\nHer outfit has undergone a fair amount of change since you first met her. The chest has been altered to expose a modest amount of cleavage, though her nipples remain fully covered. While much of the original armor remains intact, it is clear that she has stopped trying to keep it to its original design. Some damaged sections have been replaced with new materials, while others have been left torn.\r\nThe metal skirt and hanging cloth have been replaced with a lighter decorative cloth panel formed into a split short skirt. The garment hangs down between her legs and parts naturally as she walks, revealing much of her fluffy white thighs without fully abandoning modesty. Although you are able to see the white panties under it if she takes a particularly long step, or bends over at all.\r\n\r\nHer leggings have been shortened as well, ending around the upper calves rather than extending all the way to her thighs. The change leaves far more of her lower body visible than before, though the armor itself remains functional enough for travel and combat. The shoes have also been modified. They still appear designed to lock into a saddle, but the heels are noticeably taller than they once were. As strange as it is for a blind woman to make walking more difficult for herself, the effect is undeniable. The added height accentuates her posture and gives her hips a slight sway as she walks. She still carries herself in a knightly manner, but has clearly embraced her sexuality.\r\n\r\n\r\n(Openness between 75-100)\r\nOath is five and a half feet tall. She wears a vibrant white strip of cloth across her eyes, accentuating her feminine features surprisingly well. Her white hair is well maintained, flowing behind her shoulders. Her ears twitch slightly above her head, seeing to be aware that you are staring at her. She has begun using makeup, her lips now a cherry red, with just a hint of blush across her cheeks.\r\n\r\nHer outfit looks radically different than when you met. Although it is still white with a golden sun motif, it has undergone massive structural changes. Her breasts are now fully exposed, soft pink nipples capping the round white orbs. They are obviously D cups and very perky, retaining their shape despite the complete lack of support from the clothing. The midsection has been converted into a series of straps that reveal much of her belly.\r\n\r\nShe has completely done away with the skirt and her panties. Her vagina is on full display for anyone who cares to look, as is her plump ass if looking from behind. The leggings of her armor have likewise been trimmed down, but reinforced in the areas it still covers. Her changes leave her more exposed than ever before, but it's still functional enough for combat, at least by local standards.\r\n\r\nHer heels make her ass and legs look more toned and developed, not that she needed help with that. She also has a deliberate sway from side to side as she walks, her hips looking more full and womanly than ever before. Despite the dramatic changes, she still carries herself with the discipline of a knight. Her spine remains straight, her movements purposeful, and her ears constantly alert for disturbances.\r\n\r\nTalk Menu\r\nHer name \"Oath is a rather odd name, ask her about it.\"\r\nHer Order \"Ask about her old order.\"\r\nBreaker \"Ask about the horse.\"\r\nTraining \"Even without her eyes, she's a capable combatant. Maybe she can teach you some things?\"  (Can only be done once, unlocks the training menu.)\r\nHer eyes? \"She obviously can't see, but how did that happen, and how does she handle it?\"\r\n\r\nHer Name\r\n(Version for less than 25 trust.) \"Oath is my name. It is what I have been called for as long as I can remember. I understand it may not follow the naming conventions you are familiar with, but it is my name nonetheless. I have nothing else to say on the matter. I will not be changing my name under any circumstances.\"\r\n\r\n(Version for trust over 25) \"Oath is the name my order gave me. I understand that may seem odd, but it is what I have always been called. It's what everyone knows me by, and I have no interest in changing it. There's not much else to say on the matter.\"\r\n\r\nHer Order (trust\/familiarity under 25)\r\n(If you are corrupt this version plays) - \"With all due respect, which is to say none at all. I will not tell you anything about them beyond the name and purpose. Even after leaving them, I wouldn't sell them out to someone corrupt. That said, the order is called the Dawn Bringers. You may have noticed the sun motifs, assuming they are still visible on my clothing. The purpose of the order is to protect the innocent and wipe out corruption.\" (If Oath is above 50 corruption) (\"They would probably count me among that corruption now.\" she lets out a heavy sigh.)\"In any case, I will tell you no more than that.\"\r\n\r\n(If you are not corrupt this version plays.) - \"I don't know you well enough to tell you anything meaningful. No offence intended, but I wouldn't want to endanger you or them with the information. That aside, the order are called the Dawn Bringers. You have likely noticed the sun patterns on my armor, assuming they haven't faded away yet. The purpose of the order is to protect the innocent and wipe out corruption.\" (If Oath is above 50 corruption) (\"They would probably count me among that corruption now.\" she lets out a heavy sigh.) \u201cIn any case, I cannot tell you anything more.\r\n\r\nHer Order (Trust between 25-50)\r\n\r\n\"Hmm, I suppose I can tell you a little bit. My old order was called the Dawn Bringers. They are sworn to protect the innocent and destroy corruption. They strongly favor golden sun imagery. We kept a small variety of uncorrupted animals, Breaker was one of them. As you have probably noticed, I did not part with the order on the best of terms. Beyond that, they know a little magic and use a variety of weapons. As for living with them, they expect their members to be perfect and to follow the same routine every single day when not on a mission.\" She looks like she's about to say more but stops herself. \"That's all I can tell you.\"\r\n\r\nHer Order (Trust between 50-100)\r\n\"The Dawn Bringers, where to begin. Well as you may know orders like mine are sworn to protect the innocent and root out corruption. What you might not know is they had a very\u2026 lets say broad definition of corruption. Not just corrupt beings or their tainted potions, but things that might resemble corruption or the way those creatures acted. We had to follow very strict rules, or suffer the punishments. Recounting the full list of either is beyond me, suffice to say I was sworn to chastity, regularly eating nothing but raw carrots, and sleeping on a cold stone floor. I fucking hate carrots.\" She clears her throat after that little outburst, seeming embarrassed by it. \"Ahem, in any case I did truly believe in what we were doing, helping the innocent and getting rid of these actual monsters. However, I no longer believe in their methods. I don't hold it against them for being overly cautious about temptations, but I would not wish that life upon anyone.\"\r\n\r\n\"Breaker was the best thing they ever gave me, and they do still have my gratitude for that. I suppose I should also credit them for my armor, mace, and training.\" She takes a breath before speaking again. \"Sorry for rambling, I spent most of my life in the order. I have so much to say about it, but little of it would be of any value to anyone.\" (If her corruption is above 50 \"They would probably try to kill me if they saw me now. Maybe they were right to keep me from temptations. Oh well, no use dwelling on the past.\")\r\n\r\nBreaker. Trust under 25, non corrupt.\r\n\"Breaker is my noble steed. He carried me before my blindness, and he carries me now. There's little else to say on the matter.\" As she speaks, she reaches out and rests a hand against Breaker's flank. You get the feeling there's more to it than that, but she hardly knows you. She'll probably open up more some other time.\r\n\r\n\r\nBreaker. Trust under 25, corrupt.\r\n\"Breaker is my horse. He carries me from place to place, that's all.\" Her hand tightens slightly against Breaker's side as she says that last part, her voice noticeably sharper than before. You have seen that the horse is male, powerful, and well-endowed. Combined with Oath's sudden defensiveness, it is difficult not to wonder if there is more to the story than she is willing to admit. Perhaps she will open up more once she has learned to trust you.\r\n\r\nBreaker. Trust between 25-50 Non corrupt.\r\n\r\n\"Breaker is my eyes. He was my closest friend back in the order. I never really got along with the other paladins, but Breaker always seemed to understand me. He never yelled at me for doing things wrong, and he never cared if I was a little bit late getting to him, or if I let my mind wander while out riding...\"\r\nHer ears flick slightly before she lets out a small sigh. \"Sorry, I am rambling. You asked about Breaker, not me. He was five years old when I first got to ride him. It was terrifying, but also the most fun I had ever had.\" She pauses for a moment before continuing.\r\n\"I don't know which of the other horses spawned him, but I am glad they did. In any case, he's a warhorse bred for use in combat. The breed we use have particularly tough hooves, so they don't need horseshoes, but keeping the nail part ground down to its proper length is an ordeal. Aside from that, he knows all the basic commands, and a few more that have made it possible for us to live without the order.\"\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nBreaker. Trust between 25-50 corrupt.\r\n\"Breaker is my eyes. He was my closest friend back in the order. I never really got along with the other paladins, but Breaker always seemed to understand me. He never yelled at me for doing things wrong, and he never cared if I was a little bit late getting to him, or if I let my mind wander while out riding...\"\r\nSeeming to realize the implication of what she just said, she blurts out, \"Not like that! Just, the beauty of the world, my place in it, youthful wonder.\" Her ears flatten immediately against her head as she rushes to clarify herself, clearly embarrassed.\r\n\"In any case, Breaker is a warhorse. He's built for combat. Big muscles, fast movement, and well trained. He has particularly tough hooves, as you have probably noticed. He's basically a warrior all on his own.\" She makes no attempt to hide the pride in her voice as she says that. She clearly has deeper feelings for the beast, but she is not willing to be honest about them with you just yet.\r\n\r\nBreaker. Trust between 50-75.Oath's perversion above 25 or you have seen her being lewd with Breaker, or have otherwise learned about it from her.\r\n\r\n\"Breaker has been my best friend for as long as I have known him. I never really got along with the other paladins in my order, but Breaker always seemed to understand me. Back when I could still see, I would spend all my free time with him. Petting him, brushing him, sneaking him treats... It was nice.\" A small smile finds its way onto her face before fading just as quickly.\r\n\"Then I started to feel... other things when I looked at him. I noticed parts of him that had never really stood out to me before, and I got curious. At first I ignored it. Then I convinced myself it was a passing temptation. Then I found myself thinking about it more and more often until I had to act.\" Her ears droop slightly, and she rubs her thighs together, either in embarrassment or arousal.\" It became difficult to think about much else. It was... distracting.\" She clears her throat.\r\n\"Ahem. You asked about Breaker, not me. Breaker is a warhorse, and probably the finest one the order had. He's big, muscular, fast, listens to commands, he's good with people, and he's been a wonderful help with surviving without my sight.\"\r\n\"In any case, his specific breed has very hard hooves, to the point they don't need horseshoes. Keeping them well trimmed was annoying back when I was in the order, but at least the others left me to do it in peace.\" She thinks for a moment before speaking again.\" I don't really know what else to say.\" A faint smile returns to her face.\" He's a very good horse.\"(If her perversion is above 50 and openness above 25)\r\nHer ears flick uncertainly.\" He's always been gentle with me.\" A slight blush spreads beneath her fur. \"With how big he is, he could have done some real damage if he'd been careless.\" (if you have also had sex with Breaker \"You wouldn't call him gentle yourself, but he hasn't been rough without you instigating it.\")\r\n\r\n\r\nBreaker. Trust over 75.\r\n\"Breaker is the love of my life. He's been there with me through everything, and he's the only reason I'm alive right now.\" She reaches out, absentmindedly scratching beneath his mane.\"My interest in him may have cost me my sight, but it was worth it.\"\r\nShe falls quiet for a moment.\" I know how that sounds insane, but if I had to choose again, I would still choose him.\" A small smile crosses her face. \"I don't really know what else to say. I think I've told you everything there is to tell. He's the best horse in the world, and I can't imagine anything I wouldn't do for him.\"\r\n(If her perversion is above 50 and openness above 25)\"If this world has taught me anything, it's that good sex is worth fighting for. \"Her smile, and legs widen ever so slightly. \"And Breaker is very good at what he does.\"\r\nTraining\r\nVersion for if you are not corrupt. Or are corrupt but have trust over 25\r\n\"You want to learn from me?\" She mimics the act of looking you over, her head nodding up and down in your general direction. While this seems pointless, it does give her a little time to think before answering. \"I am open to the idea, but be aware that I can only teach you a little bit at a time. The secrets of my order are not to be given out lightly. You will have to do something to earn your lessons.\"\r\n\r\nVersion if you are corrupt and have less than 25 trust.\r\n\"You have to understand what you are asking of me. The secrets of my order are not something I can just hand out freely.\" She leans against her mace, gripping the handle tightly as she thinks. \"Assuming that I can trust you at all, I can only teach you a little at a time. Even then you will have to earn each lesson. I cannot just help a corrupted creature become stronger. You need to prove yourself to learn anything of substance. That is to say, yes I can train you a little.\"\r\n\r\nHer eyes. Trust less than 25, non corrupt PC\r\nAs you ask about her condition, the bunny sighs heavily. \"If you must know, my old order blinded me.\" That seems rather drastic. As you attempt to ask for more details she cuts you off.  \"I do not wish to speak about it any more.\" She is clearly irritated, but still trying to remain cordial with you. She may open up about this more once she knows you better, but for now this is a dead end.\r\n\r\n\r\nHer eyes. Trust less than 25, corrupt PC.\r\nOath clenches her fists as you ask about her eyes, clearly irritated by your question. \"I was blinded by my old order. Now I suggest you drop the subject before either of us says something we might regret.\" There is a poorly disguised rage in her voice, but you get the feeling that it's not actually because of you. At least, not entirely. Whatever the case may be, it's clear she's not going to tell you anything more about this until she learns to trust you.\r\n\r\nHer eyes. Trust between 25-50, non corrupt PC.\r\n\"I was blinded by my old order to, as they put it, shield me from temptation. It was a punishment after I broke one of the rules. This is why I left the order. It's something of a fresh wound for me. As for the specifics, it's a spell. It might be reversible, but I have no idea how. I only know the very basics. I can still feel my eyes and move them, but they do not provide me with any vision. It's not even darkness, there's just nothing. I have little else to say on the matter.\"\r\n\r\nHer eyes. Trust between 25-50, corrupt PC. \r\nOath wrings her hands around the handle of her mace, as you ask about her eyes. She stands silently for an uncomfortably long time before answering you. \"Very well, I suppose I can tell you.\" She takes a deep breath, and then explains herself. \"I was blinded by my old order to, as they put it, shield me from temptation. My blindness is a punishment for breaking one of the rules. My eyes are physically fine, as far as I know, but they do not provide me with vision. It's not even darkness, there's just nothing\" She sighs heavily before speaking again. \"It was some kind of spell, it might be reversible, but I don't know. That's all I will say for now.\" You can't help but notice that she didn't tell you what rule she actually broke. It must have been something drastic to warrant blindness as a punishment. Either way she has told you all she will for now.\r\n\r\nHer eyes. Trust between 50-75.\r\nOath takes a very deep breath before answering you. \"I was blinded for\u2026 Experimenting with Breaker.\" She awkwardly shifts from side to side before continuing. \"I was feeling things I had never felt before. I did a few small things here and there, but the order is supposed to be celibate. The other members couldn't help me, I couldn't even bring myself to ask anyone about what I felt.\" She turns her head to the side for a moment, trying to find the right words. \"Ahem, I made a habit of sneaking out of my room and visiting Breaker at night. Just small things, spending a little more time with him, taking a closer look at his\u2026\" She struggles to get the next few words out. \"And then I crossed a line. I was lost in my own little world, and one of the night guards caught me trying to taste his manhood.\"\r\n\r\n\"What happened next was the worst experience of my life. I was pulled away from Breaker and out into the yard. Everyone was called outside to witness what happened next, and to hear what I did to deserve it. They beat me within an inch of my life to, as they put it, teach me a lesson. Then they magically blinded me, to keep me from being tempted again. I pretended to be repentant, which is the only thing I really feel bad about. Having to say awful things about myself, and my noble steed\u2026 As soon as I had the opportunity I snuck back into the stables to get Breaker, and we rushed off as fast as we could. I grabbed what I could before I left, but it wasn't much. Anyway, my blindness. As far as I can tell my eyes aren't actually dead. I can still feel them, I still blink. I can even move them.  Sometimes I even catch myself trying to look at something, only to see nothing.\" She holds her hands out and tilts her head down towards them. \"I know my hands are here, I know my eyes are aimed at them, but there's nothing. Not even the blindfold, no darkness, just nothing.\" She lets her hands rest at her side again. \"Ahem, sorry, I have been rambling. I feel we have exhausted this topic for now.\"\r\nSpar \r\n(I don't know how to actually set up the combat stuff but have some input for anyone who does. If possible Oath should be immune to visual based teasing but vulnerable to scent\/pheromone based stuff. Blindness effects (If this mod has those, I forget) should obviously also not work.)\r\n\r\nVersion for pure PC.\r\n\"You want to spar with me? I guess I could use the practice. I'm still not used to fighting like this. With that said I would prefer to avoid anything excessively dangerous. No arrows, no black magic, no poisons, and no attempting to permanently cripple one another. The point is to improve, not to spend the afternoon picking pieces of each other out of the grass.\"  Simple enough. You agree to her terms. \"Good, just let me know whenever you want a friendly match.\"\r\n\r\nVersion for corrupt PC. \r\n\"You want to spar with me? I admit I do feel the urge to hit you, but we need to set some ground rules. First, no arrows. I can't see them coming and don't feel like being impaled. Second, no black magic. I will allow white magic, but if you cast a spell to try to turn me on, I will gouge your eyes out with my bare nails. Third, no poisons, same as before. You can drink stuff yourself if you feel the need, but do not even think of trying to drug me. Fourth and final, this is a friendly spar.\" She makes air quotes around the word friendly. \"When one of us gives up, that is it. The fight stops immediately. If you try to force yourself on me after, Breaker will cave your skull in. You have my word that I will not hurt you any more once you yield. Are we clear?\" Simple enough, keep it friendly and don't try to rape her. \"Good. Just let me know when you want a bout.\" An almost sinister grin spreads across her face. It's hard to say if she's trying to be intimidating or if she's actually excited by the idea of fighting you.\r\nFavors\r\n(Favors may be spent to earn training sessions, but that will be handled in the training menu for player convenience.)\r\n\r\nCleansing. \"Have Oath try to purge your corruption.\"\r\nCombat assistance. \"Ask Oath to help you with your next encounter.\" (If this is actually possible.)\r\nSex \"A favor is a favor right? Have her do something fun with you.\"\r\nCorruption infusion. (Requires Oath to have above 50 corruption.) \"Have Oath infuse you with more corruption.\"\r\n\r\nSex\r\n\r\nHelp Her\r\n\r\nTraining\r\n\r\nBreaker's Menu.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n"}