Diplomacy [Raffle]
This skritt would drain him in a different way.
The Tribune's Friend
Pleasure provided by his cute, special skritt friend. "friend so fluffy..." rytlock babbled out loud.
Testing Phase: Invasive Procedure
He spotted a white-furred female skritt, and a thought occurred to him. "give me a second," he told sybil. he approached the skritt, digging into his other pocket and fishing out a single gold coin.
GW2 Fan Fiction: Inquest Mesmorized
Long had the inquest been attempting to take over the city of rata sum, the home of the asura, but they had been foiled time and time again by dissenters and skritt brained political minds that were easily swayed.
Das Leid der Andersdenkenden (Chapter 1)
„die skritts waren nicht feindselig. sie gaben uns sogar ein quartier für die nacht, doch als wir schliefen..." frejas stimme stockte und eine träne lief ihr über die wange. „...einige skritts kamen mit unserer anwesenheit nicht klar...
Maintaining Mechanics
He was a slim one, brown-black colored fur, with a scar over his left eye, which he gained from escaping a skritt cave, after exploring their dephts. he was pretty lucky back then, only keeping this scar, he thought and stroked over it in memorial.
Testing Phases: Scrutiny
His cheeks burned and his brow furrowed as his fantasies took a salacious turn, as the figure in his vision morphed into another being from another race entirely - that of a slim, pure white female skritt.
Testing Phase: Upgrade
"nah, forget that, let's go watch his golem punt skritt around again!"
GW2 Fan Fiction: A Clever Deal
She was proud of them, and now they were being toyed with by this skritt brained beast.
GW2 Fan Fiction: An Engineering Stretch
With the mind of a skritt, and tact of a cactus, telling her that her flawless beam weapon was flawed. lorrock actually looked amused now, his eyebrow quirked and his lips formed into a toothy grin.
Special Missive
Inside, he opened the box he had been carrying and, for a moment, his brain almost tried to register that it was weird that he was leaving a weird skritt plush toy on his tribune's table, but he just shrugged, picked up the empty box, and left.
The Warband's New Dog
His arms fell limp as a high-pitched sound--one more suited to an asura or skritt--slipped from his muzzle, and his ear vibrated with her deep chuckle. "that's right, _good boy_," she whispered, both felines moaning as she clenched around him.