Leorah
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| Artwork by Moira and Cheshire | |
| Creators | Savin |
| Contributors | The Observer |
| Personal Information | |
| Aliases | Shopkeeper |
| Occupation | Hunter (forcefully retired) Merchant |
| Location | Huntress's Shop |
| Biological Information | |
| Species | Catfolk |
| Gender | Female |
| Hair Color | Green |
| Eye Color | Almond |
| Skin Color | Sultry Brown/Dusky |
| Fur Color | Green |
| Nipple Color | Black |
| Other Traits | Black Claw-Shaped Facial Tattoos |
| Other Information | |
| Version Added | (Assumed since beginning) |
| Changelog | (Assumed since beginning) Basic Buy/Sell interactions (by Savin) The rest of her content (by The Observer) 0.1.3 One Man's Poison (by The Observer) 0.1.11 Repeatable sex scenes (by The Observer) 0.3.29 Artwork (by Moira) |
| “ | I make and sell supplies for the other hunters in the village. I used to be one myself, until a wyvern just about took my leg off. Now I make arrows, leather armor, bows... light weapons and armor, basically. If that's something you need, you're in the right place. Otherwise... enjoy the fire, I guess?
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PAGE UNDER CONSTRUCTION, SOME INFORMATION MIGHT BE WRONG/OUT-OF-PLACE/MISSING.
-JUST SAVING INCASE I LOSE POWER --Spotty McBumble Fuck (talk) 13:20, 6 June 2023 (UTC)
Leorah is the lethargic, taciturn and direct catfolk shopkeeper of the Huntress's Shop in Hawkethorne. Her main customers are the hunters of the village, but she also sells to outsiders. She originally came from the desert land of Jassira. Leorah has an athletic body, with toned abs and powerful thighs.
Cherry picked details, to be used for summary
A champion with a high cunning range can see through her feigned disinterest and boredom "Seven suns and sands, sticks her face right into the bottle's neck, and takes a deep huff of the fumes. Once, twice, thrice — with each inhalation, a distinct change comes over the usually laconic shopkeeper. Her ears droop forward, her shoulders slump, and a happy, stupefied expression creeps over her face. With nothing to support them — she's evidently not in the habit of wearing a bra — Grinning like a drunkard faced with a particularly fine vintage, she tips the bottle and splashes a small amount of wyvern venom into an open palm. You watch in amazement and horror alike as Leorah coats her hands with the potent toxin as if she were lathering them with soap, then starts groping her tits like a two-coin slut. "F-f-fuck, this is just like being in heat. No, this is better than being in heat. The woman clearly has a thing for the stuff in the sexual sense, and she wasn't kidding when she said the shop would be closed for a few hours at least.
| “ | Leorah would probably get along well with Janeen! They're both so... outdoorsy! Yeah, that's it! And they both probably like eating girls out too. Not that I'd know — I'm not really playing for that crowd!
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| “ | Leorah is a grump, but I'm pretty sure all that apathy she has is fake. She's definitely cute though, and I can't imagine she'll stay single for long. Shame about her leg, though. That wyvern did a number on her.
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| “ | The least I can do now is to see if I can't offer to make it up to her in some small fashion. It's unlikely to change her mind — by the looks of it, too much of her history and personality is wrapped up in her resentment of Mallachites, and Jassiran ones in particular, to ever truly forgive us. But perhaps some of these wrongs can be redressed, and perhaps Leorah won't hate us as vehemently...
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Appearance
TOCHECK
A gorgeous girl sitting behind the counter: a catfolk with skin darkened to a sultry brown by the desert suns of her homeland, her almond eyes half-closed with fatigue. A pair of black tattoos trace long, claw-shaped marks from under her eyes to near her chin, and branching out to cover her cheeks in vein-like strands. She's got a short-cropped mess of untamed and green-dyed hair, parting around a pair of particularly tall feline ears of the same color. A pair of small but perky breasts peek up from a low-cut padded vest and white undershirt, showing off a fair bit of cleavage as their owner leans over the counter.
She idly blows a stray lock of hair out of her eyes as you close this distance, looking at you with mild disinterest. "Name's Leorah. This is my shop." The dusky cat-girl sits up a little straighter as you bring up business. "I make and sell supplies for the other hunters in the village. I used to be one myself, until a wyvern just about took my leg off. Now I make arrows, leather armor, bows... light weapons and armor, basically. If that's something you need, you're in the right place. Otherwise... enjoy the fire, I guess?" </tabber>
Interactions
First Encounter
Entering the Huntress's Shop for the first time, the Champion is greeted by the refreshing warmth from the stone hearth, and observes the interior of the shop. Their eyes lay upon an elvish whitewood bow hanging above the counter, then to the catfolk below, resting upon her cleavage. The merchant yawns, commenting on where their eyes lay, if the Champion is a Catfolk, she comments that she doesn't see many other cats around (especially two, if Cait is present) and extends her greetings, else, with mild disinterest, introduces herself. Regardless, the Champion in turns gives their own name and asks what she sells. Leorah sits up a little straighter at the mention of business and states that she sells supplies for hunters, and that she used to be one until a wyvern just about took off her leg.
With introductions out of the way, her Shop options (see Huntress's Shop), and shop itself will become available between 8:00 - 16:59.
Subsequent Encounters
Outside of other quest-related interactions, Leorah only has shop interactions until One Man's Poison has been completed.
Quest Interactions
One Man's Poison
Since Leorah plays a major part of the quest, the details can be seen at One Man's Poison.
Other Quests
TODO
Other Interactions
TODO/TOCHECk
Post One Man's Poison
Returning to the shop, the following options will become available:
| Option | Tooltip | Result | |
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| Shop | - | (see Huntress's Shop) | |
| Training | Ask Leorah if she'd be willing to teach you a thing or two. | (teaches generic ranged powers) | |
| Chat | Chat with the lethargic shopkeeper... or chat her up. | - | |
| ↳ | Herself | Feeling good lately? | |
| ↳ | Business | How's business holding up? | |
| ↳ | Venom | So... what exactly is it with Leorah and wyvern venom, anyway? | |
| Sex | Proposition the taciturn shopkeeper for some fun time. Proposition Leorah for a romp in the hay... or more correctly, on her rug. | ||
Training
Leorah can offer training, and teach the following generic ranged powers for 100 EC per level of the talent, along with taking up the rest of the day.
| Name | Level | Type | Stealable? | Cost |
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| Stick and Move | 1 | At-Will | Yes | 100 |
| Ranger's Stance | 1 | At-Will | No | 100 |
| Suppressive Fire | 1 | Encounter | Yes | 100 |
| Nerves of Steel | 2 | Encounter | Yes | 200 |
| Triple Threat | 2 | Recharge 4 | Yes | 200 |
| Crackle Powder | 2 | Recharge 4 | Yes | 200 |
| Sure Shot | 4 | Recharge 1 | No | 400 |
| Aim: Weapon | 4 | Recharge 4 | Yes | 400 |
| Take Cover | 6 | Encounter | No | 600 |
| Eagle Eye | 6 | At-Will | No | 600 |
| Frostfire Shot | 6 | Recharge 1 | No | 600 |
Chat
When asked about herself, Leorah initially brushes off the question, stating that she's the usual everyday girl, that she had an exciting childhood, but most people around the town had one whether they wanted it or not. She adds, that one doesn't come out to the border without a very compelling reason. The Champion looks at her, causing her to explain that she doesn't have sob story to tell or some long history one can write a book about, she just gets by, and most of the stuff she has on sale has more interesting tales to tell than she does. The Champion reassures her that they weren't asking about her past, but if she has her head on right, that it'd really do her well to be more social than giving them his long roundabout story. Leorah gives up, stating that she's as talkative as her job needs her to be, and may talk about:
Leorah states that she's going to let them in on a secret, that when someone brings in a carcass to her, she makes sure every bit gets used. There is plenty of value to be wrung out from the average beastie, not just their pelts and hides. Once the pelt is off, there is meat and fat; some of the fat goes to Ivris to be rendered into tallow and soap, Garth gets first dibs on hearts, livers, and intestines for his special sausages, guts and offal can be mashed into pet food and bait, bones for soup stock or Ivris who makes oil of vitriol for farming crops, and lastly anything else goes onto the compost heap. As her mother stated, nothing's every truly useless, one just has to use a little of imagination, and a world of possibilities opens up for one to lay their grubby little hands on.
Leorah made a trip to Tychris some years ago, where she wanted to open a bank account there. She thought it would help her with her finances, but they soundly rejected her business because she was too small and her business could go at any moment. They called it a small-medium enterprise, although she doesn't understand what it has to do with anything considering her wasn't looking to take out a loan, and Garth has his name on their rolls just fine. She believes they just made an excuse to get rid of her, as she works with her hands, which the city folk of Tychris looks down upon. Now she's making enough, she could probably apply to open an account and get away with it, but she doesn't feel like doing it one bit. She knows enough of the world to not be fooled by relative sizes, as folks in town may think Tychris is the big city, but as big cities go, it's pretty shit from what it used to be, let along what one can find in other places like Jassira. The ruling family of Tychris never quite recovered from mysteriously losing their heir weeks before the Godswar broke out, and they've been down on their luck since. Having a bank within their walls means little when their vaults are empty and no one outside the Marches takes their credit.
The Champion reckons
Dreams
Meat Medley
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The Champion's footsteps echo through a brightly-lit hallway as they push a dinner trolley down a marble corridor. They arrive at a room where their mistresses' — dressed in various finery — sit at a fine table with vapid smiles and a glazed-over look on their faces, except Kasyrra, who sits at the head. The Champion presents the special of the day, which makes their mistresses coo; "Meat medley". Hefting the serving plate onto the table and removing the cloche reveals a naked Brint with an apple-shaped gag in his mouth. Kasyrra calls upon her sisters to get ready to eat, as she kisses his cock, and with the tiniest of licks causes Brint to cum like a geyser. With the same empty smiles and unblinking eyes, the other four mistresses' with forks and knives in hand, also approach Brint, and as one say; "Thank You For The Food."
Suddenly, the Champion shoots up from their bed, sweating profusely. If Brint is present, they check on the big hunk of beef, who is sleeping soundly. A nightmare to be sure, but it is still dark outside, so they decide to head back to bed.
Sex
TOFIX
When first propositioned for sex, she becomes embarrassed and stating that it had been a long time since someone dared to ask. If the Champion has a Wyvern Venom with them may choose to use it or not.
Additional propositions require the use of Wyvern Venom
- BestialSex (requires a cock) - Just fuck Leorah like the beasts she knows so well.
Trivia
- Leorah provides the codex entry quote for the Wyverns
- Regarding Leorah's behaviour, her creator Savin comments that he "initially wrote her as acting bored and disinterested -- but her tail swishes like crazy when you come over to actually talk to her. She's... basically being a cat, acting like she's not interested in you when in fact she is super interested in you and has probably dropped everything to watch you."