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Granting Her Blessing
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"Which Loa do you bargain with?" The Zandalari often ask of the visitors to their ancient, storied land. Nata was new to the Horde, unfamiliar with the customs and culture of the many kinds of Trolls that lived throughout Azeroth, so the question was far from simple. But nonetheless she learned of the gods that the Zandalari worshipped, and found that many fellow visitors to Zandalar were choosing a patron Loa out of solidarity with their new allies. The question remained for Nata: which Loa would she bargain with?
The answer was not so simple, and came seemingly out of the blue. As she explored the outskirts of Dazar'Alor, the young shaman stumbled off the beaten path, following some indescribable feeling, some instinct deep down telling her to wander this particular direction. Before she knew it, she had come face-to-face with a unique, unexpected choice - Ukru, Loa of Fertility. Relatively unknown compared to the highest echelons of Zandalari worship, Ukru was young amongst the Loa, and had few followers. But she spoke with a honeyed tongue and a voice most alluring, making her case to this young Highmountain girl, far from home and family.
"I can give you that which you seek, treasured guest," Ukru said, gesturing one of her long, gilded claws from Nata's chest and going further down as she spoke. "A bosom more ample, a belly more fertile, or heights as only a Loa can help ascend; if you desire these things and more, I can give them to you... if you bargain with me."
It had been a long time since Nata had first left the mountain, and while she had grown and experienced much along the way, deep down she was still the shy, precious young lass that dreamed of seeing the wonders of the world beyond her home. The way that Ukru spoke, her voice alluring and suggestive, as well as the sheer aura of charm this mysterious Loa radiated made the young shaman's hips wriggle with stoked desire. Even without a further word from her, they both knew that Nata's answer was "yes".
"Wh-what do you wish of me...?" Nata stammered out, looking up at Ukru with great curiosity. The Loa only smiled, placing those glided claws on the girl's wide hips.
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bakeneko
MemberAnd so the pact is made.
hexton
MemberIs that the Loa, Gonk? Pretty lucky to bonk Gonk.
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