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The Elven huntress laughed, a ghostly mist dancing from her plush lips in the crisp, cool night air. Infiltrating the castle of such a grand Order was exciting, certainly, but the suspense had worn off quickly as the agile Ranger eased her way through the ancient stones and passageways.

She'd even caught a glimpse of the tower where the Knight-Captain's quarters were supposedly located; a surge of excitement welling in her toned, luscious body as she licked her lips in anticipation...the human woman would be easy pickings, falling prey to her ministrations, her talented lips, fingers, techniques...

Such a delightful hunt this was, one she was sure to savor.

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