"These runes spell your name".
Her head leans back on my chest while I hold the reigns, she teaches me 'Runic' the language of the druids.
Unlike the Olim runes, these are made up of sharp corners, the same character can be flipped in different ways to mean different things, leading to over one hundred and sixty used characters, and that is in Maras territory alone.
Her soft rump grinds against me, forcing me to rise as she speaks.
Along the way she brought her hand behind her and began to squeeze and stroke me gently.
The woman really enjoys placing her hand on the phallic, it is almost as if she has never seen one before.
"Take out your grimoire".
I do as she says, the tablet has eighty runes, ten lined in eight rows.
"This grimoire can only receive messages, we will use the runes I showed you, only you and I know this rune set up".
"Once we locate her, I will place you within the soulless".
