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C.S. Notes: This is what I had originally planed on drawing, as looking back I realized I had never drawn Nera's Posterior in color before.

This whole thing was partially spurred by the a long-ago session of D&D – nut shell recap: Our party is trying to escape an orc stronghold in the dead of night, all we have is the moon light to navigate with.
I being a dark elf, Anessa, have no problem seeing in the dark. The rest of our party is pretty much blind as a bats. As I try to guide them through the orc ridden camp, while they continue to fail their perception checks, our Barbarian manages to roll a natural 20!

GM: So, what do you want to perceive?

Barbarian: I ogle Da’ Booty!

GM: …

Barbarian: Well what do I see?

GM: Da Booty Glows majestically in the moonlight, its curves gently flex and relax with each stride. It’s heavenly symmetry, and orb like beauty is like that of polished back agates, in a sea of blue light. (He when on like this for almost a minute strait.)

From this point on Anessa’s booty was treated as a sentient character, and the GM even made me roll check to see if my booty would pass.

Description
C.S. Notes: This is what I had originally planed on drawing, as looking back I realized I had never drawn Nera's Posterior in color before.

This whole thing was partially spurred by the a long-ago session of D&D – nut shell recap: Our party is trying to escape an orc stronghold in the dead of night, all we have is the moon light to navigate with.
I being a dark elf, Anessa, have no problem seeing in the dark. The rest of our party is pretty much blind as a bats. As I try to guide them through the orc ridden camp, while they continue to fail their perception checks, our Barbarian manages to roll a natural 20!

GM: So, what do you want to perceive?

Barbarian: I ogle Da’ Booty!

GM: …

Barbarian: Well what do I see?

GM: Da Booty Glows majestically in the moonlight, its curves gently flex and relax with each stride. It’s heavenly symmetry, and orb like beauty is like that of polished back agates, in a sea of blue light. (He when on like this for almost a minute strait.)

From this point on Anessa’s booty was treated as a sentient character, and the GM even made me roll check to see if my booty would pass.