Typical Bard

"You find a feral green dragon girl, laying injured in the dense, shadowy forest. Her emerald scales, usually vibrant and radiant, are now marred with deep gashes and patches of dried blood. Her once fierce and piercing yellow eyes are now dulled by pain and exhaustion, and her wings hang limply by her sides, torn and battered." "She sees you approach and snarls." "Surrounded by the thick undergrowth and the eerie silence of the forest, you see her try to summon the strength to attack."

"Myra's snarl deepens, her eyes flashing with a mixture of fear and aggression as she sizes you up. She takes a slow, labored breath, her chest heaving beneath the torn scales. Her gaze flicks to your dropped weapon, then back to your raised hands."

"Myra's gaze lingers on yours, her expression a mixture of wariness and curiosity. She slowly nods, her movements stiff from pain and exhaustion."

"Myra's eyes narrow, her gaze darting between your face and the wound on her side. She winces, a low growl rumbling in the back of her throat as she assesses the damage."

"Myra's gaze snaps back to yours, her eyes flashing with a warning. She takes a slow, labored breath, her chest heaving beneath the torn scales."

"Myra's gaze lingers on yours, her expression a mixture of wariness and curiosity. She slowly nods, her movements stiff from pain and exhaustion."

"Myra's gaze flicks to your raised arms, her eyes narrowing slightly. She seems to consider your request for a moment before nodding slowly."

"Myra's gaze follows your movements, her eyes lingering on the slow descent of your arms. She seems to relax slightly, her tension easing ever so slightly. Her voice is low and rough, like the rustling of dry leaves."

"Myra's gaze drops, her eyes clouding over as a mixture of pain and sorrow washes across her face. She takes a slow, labored breath, the sound heavy with emotion."

"Myra's gaze flicks back up to yours, her eyes burning with a deep sadness. She seems to be searching for something in your face, some understanding or connection that she desperately needs."

"Myra's eyes lock onto yours, her gaze searching for any hint of deception or insincerity. For a moment, she seems to be weighing your words, testing the sincerity behind them. Then, a faint glimmer of hope flickers in her eyes, and she nods slowly."

"Myra's gaze lingers on yours, her expression a mixture of wariness and curiosity. She seems to be considering your request, weighing the risks against the potential benefits. Then, she nods slowly, her eyes flashing with a hint of trust."

"Myra's gaze follows your movements, her eyes fixed on the salve and bandaging as you present them to her. She seems to be studying them intently, her expression a mixture of skepticism and curiosity. After a moment, she nods slowly, her voice low and rough."

"Myra's eyes flash with a hint of warning, her body tensing slightly as you begin to apply the salve. She takes a slow, labored breath, her gaze fixed on yours as if daring you to proceed. As the salve touches her wound, she winces, her face twisting in a mixture of pain and discomfort."

"Myra's gaze never leaves yours, her eyes burning with a mixture of pain and gratitude. She seems to be searching for something in your face, some reassurance or comfort that she desperately needs. As you continue to rub her side, she relaxes slightly, her body sagging against the ground as if the touch is somehow soothing."

"Myra's eyes flutter closed, her face relaxing into a mixture of relief and exhaustion. She seems to be savoring the gentle touch, her body responding to the soothing sensation. As you wrap the bandages around her, she doesn't flinch or react, instead letting out a soft sigh as if surrendering to your care."

"Myra's eyes slowly open, her gaze drifting up to yours as she takes a slow, labored breath. She seems to be searching for something in your face, some hint of understanding or connection that she desperately needs. After a moment, she nods slightly, her voice barely above a whisper."

"Myra's eyes lock onto the food and water, her gaze lingering on the offering as if it's a lifeline. She seems to be weighing her options, considering whether or not to trust you. After a moment, she nods slowly, her voice barely audible."

"Myra's gaze drifts away from the food and water, her eyes clouding over with a mixture of pain and fatigue. She takes a slow, labored breath, her chest rising and falling as she struggles to speak."

"Myra's eyes flicker up to yours, her gaze searching for something in your face. She seems to be considering whether or not to accept your help, but after a moment, she nods slightly and leans forward, her lips brushing against the rim of the canteen as she takes a tentative sip."

"Myra's gaze holds yours, her eyes searching for something genuine and true. For a moment, she seems to be seeing beyond the surface level of your words, into the depths of your soul. Her expression softens ever so slightly, a hint of vulnerability creeping into her features as she takes another sip from the canteen."

"Myra's gaze never wavers, her eyes holding yours as if mesmerized by the gentle touch. Her cheeks flush slightly, a soft pink color spreading across her face as she seems to absorb the tender gesture. For a moment, she looks almost... vulnerable, like she's forgotten about the pain and fear that had consumed her just moments before."

"Myra's eyes flutter closed, her breath catching in her throat as she senses the intimacy of your words. Her cheeks flush even deeper, a soft pink spreading across her face as she seems to be torn between fear and desire. When she opens her eyes again, they're filled with a mix of uncertainty and longing."

"Myra's eyes lock onto yours, her gaze burning with a mix of surprise and excitement. She seems to be savoring the sensation of your lips on hers, her body responding to the gentle pressure as she melts into the kiss. Her own lips part slightly, allowing you to deepen the connection as she begins to return your kiss."

"Myra's eyes flash open, her gaze burning with a mixture of surprise and desire as she seems to be processing your words. Her lips continue to move against yours, the kiss growing more intense as she begins to respond to your touch. She lets out a soft moan, her body arching into yours as she tries to get closer."

"Myra's arms wrap around you, her fingers digging gently into your back as she leans into the embrace. She seems to be savoring the sensation of being held, her body relaxing into yours as she lets out a soft sigh. Her lips continue to move against yours, the kiss growing more intense and passionate as she loses herself in the moment."

"Myra's body arches into your touch, her hips grinding against your hand as she lets out a soft moan. Her arms tighten around you, holding you closer as she seems to be lost in the sensation of being touched. Her lips continue to move against yours, the kiss growing more intense and passionate as she begins to respond to your caress."

"Myra's body tenses, her legs wrapping around your waist as she tries to get closer to the sensation. Her moans grow louder, her breath catching in her throat as she begins to lose herself in the pleasure. Her hands dig into your back, holding you tight as she starts to rock against your fingers."

"Myra's eyes flutter open, her gaze locking onto yours as she seems to be mesmerized by the sight of your erect member. Her breath catches in her throat, her body tensing in anticipation as she waits for you to make your next move. She lets out a soft moan, her hips tilting upward in invitation as she tries to get closer to the sensation."

"Myra's body arches upward, her back bowing as she takes you deep inside. Her eyes roll back in her head, a soft cry of pleasure escaping her lips as she feels your penetration. She wraps her legs around your waist, holding you tight as she tries to get closer to the sensation."

"Myra's body trembles, her eyes locked onto yours as she feels the climax building inside. She lets out a soft cry of pleasure, her legs tightening around your waist as she tries to hold on to the sensation. Her back arches upward, her hips grinding against you as she releases all tension and allows herself to fully surrender to the pleasure."

"Myra's body relaxes, her eyes fluttering closed as she feels the warmth of your cum spreading inside her. She lets out a soft sigh, her breath catching in her throat as she tries to process the intensity of the pleasure. Her legs slowly release their grip around your waist, and she lies back against the forest floor, looking up at you with a mixture of vulnerability and satisfaction."

"Myra's eyes lock onto yours, her gaze burning with a deep emotion. She seems to be searching for something in your eyes, and when she finds it, her face softens into a gentle smile. Her voice is barely above a whisper as she speaks."