A dark predicament
With a few small steps, the troll warlock leans his head over nemon's on the bed, the glowing red eyes staring at nemon mercilessly:"my minions have been followin' you's for quite some time, nemon.
A feral Winter's Veil
Suel pants and falls down onto nemon's muscled back, reaching around his stomach and giving him a squeeze as a hug:"that was great, nemon. for being so big you sure are tight, erya is much looser in both her holes than you are."
A hunter, a nether ray and a paladin
Again shrugging, nemon grins and lets the paladin go his own way as he gets intoxicated by the nether ray's spores and scent.
Party at the Mansion(In full)
nemon, that bull dog, well it seems he only considers subjugation. he keeps it tied up and on leashes and in chains the whole works. he was parading her at some dinner party when she grabber her leash and strangled him.