The Night Raven
Aliska buckled her sword belt around her waist, the twin slender blades riding like old hands over her shapely hips, their worn leather scabbards scared from encounters too numerous to count. Her outfit, knee-high leather boots, leather gloves, tight pants and corset were all black, the top of the corset struggling valiantly to contain the mountainous breasts that rode high and firm on Aliska’s chest. Her thick raven hair was held back from her face by a black leather band, her deep blue eyes...
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