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With a breathtaking fart that literally blows a hole in the poor unfortunate couch cushion underneath him, Ord rolls over, his food already long gone, and his refrigerator quite empty. He frowns at the mere thought that the food was gone, but a certain musky smell cheers him up... so familliar, so alluring... it takes him a moment to realize that it's coming from him!
The dragon mmms in a usual fashion before craning his neck and having a lick at his arm pit, scaly and smooth, but dripping a foul sweat from between the scales.
He licks for a good 5 minutes, sighing with each breath as he takes in the pungent musk oof his pit.. but... but then it stops, he stops sweating entirely. He searches his own body throughly, but can't seem to find the musk. He does manage to keep himself calm with a rancid fart right into his own nose, completely by accident, but overly appreciated.
With a tortured groan, Ord realizes that he's gonna haveto go looking for his so cherished stink... and what better place than quetzal's? after all, he has all kinds of potions and things, maybe one of his remedies will increase his desired rankness?
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