Marefolk Shaman

Treant
	Art by DCLzexon
Creators	The Observer
Personal Information
Biological Information
Species	Elemental
Combat Information
Level	1
Health	212
Strengths	Disarm Immune; Lust Immune
Other Information
Version Added	0.1.13

Marefolk Shaman
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	Artwork by Honeypony and DCLzexon
Creators	The Observer
Contributors	Serrated Seat; Funtastic
Personal Information
Occupation	Shaman
Location	Harvest Valley (Zone 1)
Biological Information
Species	Marefolk
Gender	Female; Female (Hermaphrodite)
Hair Color	Dark Brown; Soft Hazel
Eye Color	Soft Hazel
Skin Color	Tan; Chestnut
Nipple Color	Brown
Combat Information
Level	2
Health	221
Other Information
Version Added	0.1.13
Changelog	0.2.3; Artwork ; (by DCLzexon) ; 0.2.24; Pond Encounter ; (by Serrated Seat) ; 0.2.24; Artwork ; (by Honeypony) ; 0.4.44; Studded Down defeat sex scene ; (by Funtastic)

“

Now, that wasn't so hard, was it? Oh, you poor thing... don't worry, I'll make you feel allll better now, okay? Just lie back and think of, um, Tychris or something.

”

Marefolk Shamans reside in the northern regions of the Harvest Valley, seeking to recharge their magics by forcing passers-by to engage in sexual activity.

Appearance

The wild beauty is a gloriously motherly figure, her chestnut skin adorned with all manner of gaudy silvered frippery in the various forms of nature. Soft hazel eyes complement a mane of hair the same color that pours down past her shoulders, held in place by a circlet with a polished onyx set into it. Her almost head-sized breasts sit high upon her chest, supported by her thickset form; her hips and thighs blatantly widen outwards from her waist past the skimpy loincloth she wears until they end in hooves.
In her hands she holds a staff of gnarled greenwood, and it's with this that she directs her elemental spirit — a little treant — to subdue you, while flinging spells of her own. Spells, one should add, of a rather... erotic nature.

Interactions

While wandering through Harvest Valley, the Champion will be suddenly confronted by an equine woman. Upon seeing the Champion, she springs to attention and croons that the Champion's arrival is just what she needed; a traveler to rouse her passions and restore her magics. She summons a small humanoid sapling, and her staff glows as she advances, as she will not bother with consent - and a fight begins.

Encountering a Marefolk Shaman for the first time will unlock the Marefolk codex entry.

Pond Encounter

The Champion may have a non-combat encounter with a marefolk shaman if the following conditions are met:

Has at least encountered one Marefolk Shaman Exploring Zone 1 of Harvest Valley between 10:00 - 16:00

Encountering this scenario will have the Champion rest at a small clearing, after settling down, they notice a clear trail that has been traveled through recently, and leads to the source of some noises. The following options will become available:

Option		Result
Leave		Ends the encounter
Follow Trail		Voyeur scene of a Marefolk Shaman masturbating Summons a large treant to fuck her cunt
↳	Leave	Ends the encounter
↳	Watch	A second round of fucking, this time its anal

Combat Stats

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Combat Stats
Attack Power	15	Armor Penetration	5
Spellpower	41	Spell Penetration	20
Sexiness	16	Temptation	5
Accuracy	6	Critical Chance	3
Armor	5	Warding	3
Focus	7	Evasion	3
Resistances
Physical	6	Magic	3
Mental	12	Penetrating
Crushing		Holy
Blight		Acid
Fire		Frost
Storm		Tease
Drug		Pheromone
Fatigue		Psychic

Big Breasts
Big Cocks
Average Breasts
Average Cocks
Big Asses

Normal Attack
Allure^{(Stealable) (Learnable)}
Lustful Images
Blinding Beauty^{(Learnable-Tomes)}

Equipment
Other Information
Taxonomy	Humanoid
Race	Marefolk^{+1 Presence}
Class	Black Mage^{+1 Willpower}
Background	Arcanist^{+1 Willpower}

Dislikes

Drops

Small Breasts
Small Cocks
Small Asses

60 XP
45 EC
Only one of the following:
- Remedy^{(29.4% chance)}
- Oil of Oliban^{(5.9 % chance)}
- Vulnerary^{(58.8 % chance)}
- Winterstem^{(5.9% chance)}

Treant

Appearance

The emerald upon its tip flashes with a brief burst of brilliance, and then beside her stands a small roughly humanoid sapling, stretching out its branches and roots as if they were arms and legs.

Combat Stats