Projects, PROJECTS, PrOjEcTssss,.,?!!?!?!!!

Those who know me and are kind enough to support me know how much my creativity takes me on absurd journeys on a whim, dumping the older for the newer.

Sometimes the newer makes me stick to something beautiful and creative, as long as I keep nourishing that idea.

Here's the latest:

https://mega.nz/folder/56U32RjT#WZUypmGAUU_cAwYW_p2gPw

Plain, simple link. I'll make it harder to decode for pirates when this becomes something of much more substance. Screw that, I'll make it free as a Saturnalia gift so long as you open this and say "Hail Odin!" who is the original Santa anyway. 😂

Story happens in a fictional "Skyrim". There are some races here who will remind one of Skyrim lore, like Bretons (naturally skilled in magick arts), Nords (hot bodies and resistant to the cold), but also Goblins (female ones, short but thick and with a tendency to be perverted and seducing men), Fairies, Monster girls and others.

In this story,

Edwyn is a young Breton. No home, not a coin in his name. He lives at Grula's farm, a female Goblin who lets him stay there for food and a warm bed in exchange for farm work. (Sometimes his bed gets warmer, depending on how much she feels feisty. She's like half his size, but her tits alone are something to behold, so... hehe.)
Although he's a Breton is tries to act and live as a Nord in a Nord land. He wears next to nothing and leaves the home without a coat.

There's also a Nord girl there, Gwendolyn, who's in his same situation. The lusty Goblin was kind enough to let them both stay, as Goblins live much longer lives and accumulate greater fortunes than most, but it can get lonely.

Gwendolyn sleeps in barracks outside the house, as Grula complains about her windows always open, even at night.

Life goes by uneventfully for a while, until Edwyn's Breton blood awakens a strange ability in him.