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	James Jerald Joswald Jarrington III (you can call him Jim.) is a character created by a [[Fags of 4chan\|writefag]] known as Everything man. Jim first appeared in the Roll and Tell monster girl thread. Described to be incredibly strong and borderline insane, Jim exiled himself from the rest of the human world and built himself a surprisingly ~~Luxurious~~ lodge in the middle of the Neutral zone, which is inhabited by nothing but monsters. Jim quickly became popular with fa/tg/uys who were reading stories within the thread due to his happy go lucky nature, his quirky personality, and the ridiculous actions he performs to defend himself.		James Jerald Joswald Jarrington III (you can call him Jim) is a character created by a [[Fags of 4chan\|writefag]] known as Everything man. Jim first appeared in the Roll and Tell monster girl thread. Described to be incredibly strong and borderline insane, Jim exiled himself from the rest of the human world and built himself a surprisingly luxurious lodge in the middle of the Neutral zone, which is inhabited by nothing but monsters. Jim quickly became popular with fa/tg/uys who were reading stories within the thread due to his happy go lucky nature, his quirky personality, and the ridiculous actions he performs to defend himself.

	==The story==		==The story==

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	In the morning, Jim sent Blue on her way, giving her a pack of jerky for the way. With a hug she went on her way, waving back at him as she left. "Come by and visit any time!" yelled out Jim with a open smile. And as she faded from his vision, Jim stretched "Well, I better go get some vegetables!".		In the morning, Jim sent Blue on her way, giving her a pack of jerky for the way. With a hug she went on her way, waving back at him as she left. "Come by and visit any time!" yelled out Jim with a open smile. And as she faded from his vision, Jim stretched. "Well, I better go get some vegetables!"
	Jim made his way behind his lodge where a moderately sized garden sat in wait. As he picked carrots from his field, he noticed two long ears peaking out from inside the field. Jim let out a whistle, the ears rose to reveal the face of a young wererabbit, eating away at his carrots. "What're you doing back there?" he yelled in his best impression of a old grouch. She eeped and began hopping into the woods. Jim stared confused for a moment before a excited smile spread across his face. "TAG? I LOVE TAG!". And with that he threw his bucket into the air, and chased after her.		Jim made his way behind his lodge where a moderately sized garden sat in wait. As he picked carrots from his field, he noticed two long ears peaking out from inside the field. Jim let out a whistle, the ears rose to reveal the face of a young wererabbit, eating away at his carrots. "What're you doing back there?" he yelled in his best impression of a old grouch. She eeped and began hopping into the woods. Jim stared confused for a moment before a excited smile spread across his face. "TAG? I LOVE TAG!". And with that he threw his bucket into the air, and chased after her.

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	The Minotaurus managed to calm herself down. She gazed upon the surprisingly well-groomed man. He was wearing clothing you would see in a village, a red top and blue trousers. Jim gazed back, a look of curiosity on his face. "Do you have a name?" he asked excitedly. She gulped and nodded, saying, "Mara... My name is Mara." Jim jumped forward, startling her. "HELLO MARA!" he yelled out, as if he was addressing a crowd. "My name is James Jerald Joswald Jarrington III, but you can call me Jim!" Mara couldn't help but giggle at his introduction. Jim pushed his hand forward. Mara grabbed onto it as Jim helped her to her feet. As soon as she stood up, he began to shake her hand. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Mara!" He grinned at her before his expression turned to shock. "Oh my! Where are my manners!? Would you like to come in for tea?" Jim presented a lodge standing behind him, made of rather fine oak. She hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Alright..."		The Minotaurus managed to calm herself down. She gazed upon the surprisingly well-groomed man. He was wearing clothing you would see in a village, a red top and blue trousers. Jim gazed back, a look of curiosity on his face. "Do you have a name?" he asked excitedly. She gulped and nodded, saying, "Mara... My name is Mara." Jim jumped forward, startling her. "HELLO MARA!" he yelled out, as if he was addressing a crowd. "My name is James Jerald Joswald Jarrington III, but you can call me Jim!" Mara couldn't help but giggle at his introduction. Jim pushed his hand forward. Mara grabbed onto it as Jim helped her to her feet. As soon as she stood up, he began to shake her hand. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Mara!" He grinned at her before his expression turned to shock. "Oh my! Where are my manners!? Would you like to come in for tea?" Jim presented a lodge standing behind him, made of rather fine oak. She hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Alright..."

	Jim's lodge was rather amazing. Two stories tall, including a living area and a kitchen, a bathroom with actual plumbing, and a fireplace to keep the place warm at night. Mara had to duck to get through the door. She was awestruck at how tidy the place was. Jim marched ahead. "Do you like it?" he asked, obviously proud of himself. "I built it myself; took me forty seven and a half tries!" Mara sat down at the kitchen table as Jim lit the stove with a match. "I hope you don't mind, I only have caramel tea." She nodded, having never actually had tea before. "You live out here?" she asked out of curiosity. "How did you get most of this stuff?". Jim placed the pot onto the stove, thinking to himself. "HMMM! Well, I built the house of course. The stove was originally a rather plump ~~barons~~ stove, I managed to make off with it when he got a new one. I stole the pots from a rather nasty elderly woman...And I make the the tea myself!". As the water boiled, Jim quickly presented two cups, placing them onto the table. After pouring the hot water he dipped in two tea bags in each. He looked at her and smiled. "Two for double the flavor.".		Jim's lodge was rather amazing. Two stories tall, including a living area and a kitchen, a bathroom with actual plumbing, and a fireplace to keep the place warm at night. Mara had to duck to get through the door. She was awestruck at how tidy the place was. Jim marched ahead. "Do you like it?" he asked, obviously proud of himself. "I built it myself; took me forty seven and a half tries!" Mara sat down at the kitchen table as Jim lit the stove with a match. "I hope you don't mind, I only have caramel tea." She nodded, having never actually had tea before. "You live out here?" she asked out of curiosity. "How did you get most of this stuff?" Jim placed the pot onto the stove, thinking to himself. "HMMM! Well, I built the house, of course. The stove was originally a rather plump baron's stove; I managed to make off with it when he got a new one. I stole the pots from a rather nasty elderly woman ... And I make the the tea myself!" As the water boiled, Jim quickly presented two cups, placing them onto the table. After pouring the hot water, he dipped two tea bags in each cup. He looked at her and smiled. "Two for double the flavor." Mara watched him first as he took a sip from his cup, raising his pinky for comedic effect. She did the same, taking a sip and raising her pinky, causing Jim to chuckle heartily. The tea was also a surprise, tasting like actual caramel. "Oh wow!" she exclaimed in surprise. "How did you make this?" Jim grinned and took another sip. "Family recipe ... Or should I say Jim recipe."
	Mara watched him first as he took a sip from his cup, raising his pinky for comedic effect. She did the same, taking a sip and raising her pinky, causing Jim to chuckle heartily. The tea was also a surprise, tasting like actual caramel. "Oh wow!" she exclaimed in surprise. "How did you make this?". Jim grinned and took another sip "Family recipe...Or should I say Jim recipe."
			Mara stayed at Jim's lodge for well over five hours, telling him story after story, which he absorbed, clinging on to every word. Mara looked out the window and frowned. "I guess I should get going before it gets too late." Jim had a disappointed look on his face for a quick moment, before his trademark smile returned. "Alright then! Let me show you the door." Mara looked back at the lodge, waving back at Jim with a warm smile. "Y'all come back now, y'hear!" he yelled out in a stereotypical southern kingdom accent before walking back to his lodge, giggling at his joke once more while repeating the word "y'all" in between laughter. Mara turned her back to the strange man's residence, intending to come back before the month was done.

	Mara stayed at Jim's lodge for well over 5 hours, telling him story after story of which he absorbed, clinging on to every word. Mara looked out the window and frowned. "I guess I should get going before it gets too late.". Jim had a disappointed look on his face for a quick moment before his trademark smile returned. "Alright then! Let me show you the door.".
	Mara looked back at the lodge, waving back at Jim with a warm smile. "Y'all come back now, y'hear!" he yelled out in a stereotypical southern kingdom accent before walking back to his lodge, Giggling at his joke once more while repeating the word "Y'all." in between laughter. Mara turned her back to the strange mans residence, intending to come back before the month is done.
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	As I said before, Jim is a strange man. But even his lack of ~~saneness~~ could protect him from the monsters in the neutral zone. And ~~lucky~~ for Jim, he was also stronger than an Ox.		As I said before, Jim is a strange man. But even his lack of sanity could protect him from the monsters in the neutral zone. And luckily for Jim, he was also stronger than an ox.
	It was the night of the very same day Mara left. After having another cup of tea, eating dinner, and throwing rocks out his window for sport. Jim decided it was time for bed. Dressed up in his pajamas ~~"Which~~ were strangely enough the same color as his normal clothing." Jim stretched and ~~peaked~~ his head out the window. With a big smile on his face he yelled out "Good night world!" ~~and of course awaiting~~ for a response which never came, "Ah, I'll get you next time!".
	~~later~~ that night Jim was ~~vast~~ asleep, sleeping on his back so he could quickly rise to greet the world in the morning. The night was dead silent, except for the creaking noise of Jim's ~~door~~ bedroom door opening. Sneaking into the room on four legs came a werewolf, the ~~moon light~~ reflecting off her dark blue hair. The wolf crawled up onto Jim's bed, pinning him down by his arms~~, she~~ pushed her face a inches away ~~from his~~, letting out a soft growl, hoping to alert him of her presence and causing him to panic....Nothing. She stopped growling and sniffed him to make sure he was still alive. And then suddenly, Jim's eyes opened wide and his head jutted forward.		It was the night of the very same day Mara left. After having another cup of tea, eating dinner, and throwing rocks out his window for sport, Jim decided it was time for bed. Dressed up in his pajamas, which were strangely enough the same color as his normal clothing, Jim stretched and poked his head out the window. With a big smile on his face he yelled out, "Good night world!". He waited for a response which, of course, never came. "Ah, I'll get you next time!" he called.

			Later that night, Jim was fast asleep, sleeping on his back so he could quickly rise to greet the world in the morning. The night was dead silent, except for the creaking noise of Jim's bedroom door opening. Sneaking into the room on four legs came a werewolf, the moonlight reflecting off her dark blue hair. The wolf crawled up onto Jim's bed, pinning him down by his arms. She pushed her face towards his until it was mere inches away, letting out a soft growl, hoping to alert him of her presence and causing him to panic ... Nothing. She stopped growling and sniffed him to make sure he was still alive. And then suddenly, Jim's eyes opened wide and his head jutted forward.
	"BOO!"		"BOO!"

	The werewolf screamed and flung herself backwards, falling off the bed and onto the ground. Jim sat up, laughing happily and slapping his knee. "Oh brother, I can't believe that worked!". The werewolf jumped to her feet, growling "STOP LAUGHING HUMAN, IT'S NOT FUNNY!". Jim laughed once more before resting his head in his hands. "Are you kidding me? You should of seen the look on your face!". She pouted at his comments "That's it, you just made your fate even worse!". Everyone knows what a werewolf does to a human male she captures, but Jim found ~~this~~ generally hilarious. She took a battle stance "Prepare to defend yourself!". With that, Jim stopped laughing, his face mustering a dead serious look. "Alright.." he said as he pushed his blanket to the side. Before Jim actually got up, he began to do push ups on the ground with the lower part of his body resting on the bed. She looked at him in confusion "What are you doing?". Pretending to work up a sweat Jim replied "Getting ready for the epic battle awaiting me ~~ahead~~!" After pushing up 10 or 15 times Jim jumped up to his feet, his smile returning to his face. "ALRIGHT! ~~LETS~~ WRESTLE!"		The werewolf screamed and flung herself backwards, falling off the bed and onto the ground. Jim sat up, laughing happily and slapping his knee. "Oh brother, I can't believe that worked!" The werewolf jumped to her feet, growling. "STOP LAUGHING HUMAN, IT'S NOT FUNNY!" Jim laughed once more before resting his head in his hands. "Are you kidding me? You should have seen the look on your face!" She pouted at his comments. "That's it, you just made your fate even worse!" Everyone knows what a werewolf does to a human male she captures, but Jim found her words generally hilarious. She took a battle stance. "Prepare to defend yourself!" With that, Jim stopped laughing, his face mustering a dead serious look. "Alright ..." he said as he pushed his blanket to the side. Before Jim actually got up, he began to do push ups on the ground with the lower part of his body resting on the bed. She looked at him in confusion. "What are you doing?" she asked. Pretending to work up a sweat, Jim replied, "Getting ready for the epic battle awaiting me!" After pushing up ten or fifteen times Jim jumped to his feet, his smile returning to his face. "ALRIGHT! LET'S WRESTLE!"

			The werewolf lunged forward, her claws out and teeth bared, ready to smash the human to the ground, when suddenly ... She was stopped? She looked up to find that Jim had halted her advance with one hand against her head, his grin never leaving his face. She attempted to push forward, but failed. In frustration she waved her arms in his general direction, but hit nothing. Jim pushed her back to her original position, hopping up and down. "Come on, I know you can do better!" The wolf gritted her teeth before lunging at him from all fours. A victorious smile came across her face as her shoulder made contact with his stomach. Believing that she had knocked the wind out of him, she attempted to pull back ... Only for her head to be locked in place. She began to yell in shock as Jim lifted her from the ground, her legs up in the air. Roaring the words "JIM SUPER POWER PLEX!" he dropped backwards. The wolf closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, expecting to be smashed into the hard wooden floor, only to bounce up once. Jim had purposely aimed for his own bed. He began to strut around the room. "AND THE CROWD GOES WILD!! WHAT AN AMAZING MATCH!" She looked at him in confusion. What was wrong with this man?

			Jim stopped strutting around and assumed another battle position. "IS THE DARING WOLF OF WRATH READY FOR ROUND TWO WITH JIM THE DARING!?" She looked at him and couldn't help but giggle. She had never met a man that was so ... strange ... Jim took the laughter as a signal and casually returned to his normal posture, a bright smile across his face as usual. "So, what brings you to my humble abode?" he asked with a posh accent. She looked to the ground. "I guess I was looking for an easy target ... and since you ''technically'' defeated me in battle ... then I must call you master ... What do you wish for me to do?" Jim's face molded from a happy one to an angry and stern one. He approached her, grunting and snorting. She closed her eyes, expecting the worst. After a few moments she noticed that the room had gone quiet. Opening one eye slowly, she saw Jim, only a few inches away from her face. "What's your name?" he asked curiously.

			"I ... I don't have a name." Jim stood away, rubbing his chin in thought. "Hmmmm. Well you can't NOT have a name, that's silly." He continued to ponder. "I think I'll call you ... JIM! ... Wait, no. I'm Jim ..." He examined her for a moment, and noticed that her fur was a dark blue. "How about ... Blue?" She gazed at him before repeating the name. "Blue ...". He crouched down to even the height again. With a smile, he asked, "Do you like it?" She smiled and nodded, "Yeah ... I like it."

	~~The Werewolf lunged forward~~, her ~~claws out~~ and ~~her teeth bare, ready to smash the human to the ground, when suddenly~~..~~She~~ was ~~stopped? She looked up to find Jim has halted her advance with one hand against her head~~, ~~his grin never leaving his face~~. ~~She attempted~~ to ~~push forward, but failed. In frustration she wailed her arms in his general direction but hit nothing. Jim pushed her back~~ to ~~her original position, hopping up and down. "Come~~ on~~, I know you can do better~~!"~~. The wolf gritted her teeth before lunging~~ at him ~~from all fours~~, ~~a victorious smile came across her face as her shoulder made contact with his stomach~~. ~~Believing that she has knocked~~ the ~~wind out~~ of ~~him she attempts to pull back..Only for her head to be locked in place~~. ~~She began to yell~~ in ~~shock as Jim lifts her from the ground, her legs up into the air~~. ~~With the roar of the words~~ "~~JIM SUPER POWER PLEX~~!" he ~~dropped backwards~~. ~~The Wolf closed her eyes~~ and ~~cringed her teeth, expecting to be smashed into the hard wooden floor, only to bounce up once~~. ~~Jim purposely aimed for his own bed~~. ~~He began to strut around~~ the ~~room.~~ "~~AND THE CROWD GOES WILD!! WHAT~~ A ~~AMAZING MATCH UP!"~~. She looked at him in confusion. ~~What was wrong with this man?~~		"Well, Blue, I'm Jim!" he said, taking her hand and shaking it. He looked outside. Dawn was still far away. "Well, Blue. Would you care to stay the night? It wouldn't be very gentlemanly of me to send you on your way at this time of night!" Blue looked at him, confused. He obviously didn't understand the idea of owning another living being. Blue nodded in agreement. "Great!" he said with a clap of his hands. "You can sleep in my bed, and I'll ... sleep on the floor!" A moment after he finished his sentence, he stretched out on the floor. She looked down at him in more confusion. "Uhm ... okay," she said, a smile appearing on her face.

	Jim stopped strutting around and assumed another battle position. "IS THE DARING WOLF OF WRATH READY FOR ROUND TWO WITH JIM THE DARING!?". She looked at him and couldn't help but giggle, never has she met a man that was so...Strange.. Jim took the laughter as a signal and casually returned to his normal posture, a bright smile across his face as usual. "So, what brings you to my humble abode?" he asked with a slight Victorian accent. She looked to the ground. " I guess I was looking for a easy target...And since you "Technically" defeated me in battle...Then I must call you master..What do you wish for me to do?"~~. Jim's face molded from a happy one to a angry and stern one, he approached her~~, ~~grunting and snorting. She closed her eyes, expecting the worst. After a few moments she noticed the room went quiet, opening one eye slowly she saw~~ Jim~~, only a few inches away from her face~~. "~~Whats your name?" He asked curiously.~~		"Good night, Jim."
	"~~I...I don't have a name.". Jim stood away, rubbing his chin in thought. "Hmmmm. Well you can't NOT have a name~~, that's silly." He continued to ponder. "I think I'll call you...JIM!...Wait no, I'm Jim..". He examined her for a moment and noticed her fur was a dark blue. "How about...Blue?". She gazed at him before repeating the name "...Blue.."~~. He crouched down to even the height again, with a smile he asked. "Do you like it?. She smiled and nodded, "Yeah..I like it.".~~		"Good night, Blue."

	"Well Blue, I'm Jim!" he said, taking her hand into a shake. He looked outside, dawn still far away. "Well, Blue. Would you care to stay the night? it wouldn't be very gentlemanly of me to send you on your way at this time of night!". Blue looked at him confused, he obviously doesn't understand the idea of owning another living being. Blue nodded in agreement. "Great!" he said with a clap of his hands. "You can sleep in my bed, and I'll...Sleep on the floor!". A moment after he finished his sentenced he stretched out on the floor. She looked down at her in more confusion. "Uhm..Okay." she said, a smile appearing across her face.
	~~"Good night Jim.~~
	~~"Good night blue."~~
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	Let me tell you a story, about a man that lives on the southern ~~boarders~~ of the kingdom. He's a strange fellow, but he wasn't always so strange. His name was Jim, or at least that's what he wanted people to call him. Now the thing is with Jim was, even as a boy Jim was very tolerant of monsters, even curious. This led to mistrust around the village he resided in, children threw stones and mocked him, and adults would curse and scare him off if he got too close. At the age of 18, Jim kind of went off the deep end, he was seen waltzing through the streets at night, singing to himself and laughing a little too hard at his own jokes. The villagers (~~Being~~ southern kingdom and all), formed a mob and attempted to lynch poor Jim, believing that he was possessed or some wacko shit. Fortunately for Jim, he was out collecting rocks for no actual reason, he came home ~~and~~ noticed that well, his hut was on fire. And in the dead of night, Jim fled with nothing on his back ~~but his clothing~~. Jim should be about 30 now, and resides deep within the neutral lands, a land considered forsaken to humans~~, why~~ you may ask? Because the ~~Neutral~~ zone is populated entirely by monsters.		Let me tell you a story, about a man that lives on the southern borders of the kingdom. He was a strange fellow, but he wasn't always so strange. His name was Jim, or at least that's what he wanted people to call him. Now the thing with Jim was, even as a boy Jim was very tolerant of monsters, even curious. This led to mistrust around the village he resided in: children threw stones and mocked him, and adults would curse and scare him off if he got too close. At the age of 18, Jim kind of went off the deep end; he was seen waltzing through the streets at night, singing to himself and laughing a little too hard at his own jokes. The villagers (being southern kingdom and all) formed a mob and attempted to lynch poor Jim, believing that he was possessed or some wacko shit. Fortunately for Jim, he was out collecting rocks for no actual reason, but when he came home, he noticed that, well, his hut was on fire. And in the dead of night, Jim fled with nothing but the clothes on his back. Jim should be about 30 now, and resides deep within the neutral lands, a land considered forsaken to humans. Why you may ask? Because the neutral zone is populated entirely by monsters.

	It was early morning, the sun just breaking over the horizon. The beams of light ~~shined~~ against a rather gorgeous looking lodge, almost too neat looking to be in the neutral zone. The sound of birds chirping filled the air. Suddenly the door of the lodge swung open, and out came ol' Jim, humming to himself and dancing out the door. "Good morning world!" he yelled out loud, standing still for a moment, like he was awaiting a "good morning Jim!".		It was early morning, the sun just breaking over the horizon. The beams of light shone against a rather gorgeous looking lodge, almost too neat-looking to be in the neutral zone. The sound of birds chirping filled the air. Suddenly the door of the lodge swung open, and out came ol' Jim, humming to himself and dancing out the door. "Good morning world!" he yelled out loud, standing still for a moment, like he was awaiting a "good morning Jim!".
	"Aww, still a little shy I see!" he yelled out again. With that he continued to dance out into the forests, chuckling at his own joke. He continued his stroll outside, giving no attention to the outside world. Jim ~~span~~ around once at the tune to his own humming, kicking past leaves and bushes as he went off in a random direction, seeking excitement. Without even noticing he ran face first into something. It felt like skin and was very ~~well~~ built. He opened his eyes, only to be greeted by a Minotaurus, a large grin plastered on her face. "Can I help you?" asked Jim in the kindest voice he could muster. The tall monster leaned over, her large breasts bouncing with the motion. ~~Snorted~~ "I'm bored, human...How are you going to entertain me." She licked her lips, but Jim seemed to ~~not~~ be afraid, or even interested at her question. Instead he grabbed her by the horns. "Oh wow!" he yelled out. "Are these real?"		"Aww, still a little shy I see!" he yelled out again. With that he continued to dance out into the forests, chuckling at his own joke. He continued his stroll outside, giving no attention to the outside world. Jim spun around once at the tune of his own humming, kicking past leaves and bushes as he went off in a random direction, seeking excitement. Without even noticing, he ran face first into something. It felt like skin and was very solidly built. He opened his eyes, only to be greeted by a Minotaurus, a large grin plastered on her face. "Can I help you?" asked Jim in the kindest voice he could muster. The tall monster leaned over, her large breasts bouncing with the motion. She snorted, "I'm bored, human... How are you going to entertain me?" She licked her lips, but Jim seemed not to be afraid, or even interested at her question. Instead he grabbed her by the horns. "Oh wow!" he yelled out. "Are these real?"

	"H-hey!". The Minotaurus didn't really know what to do, no one ~~has~~ ever touched her willingly before. Jim twisted her around, trying his best to pull the horns off her head, until he realized that they were real. "You know, I've never seen a Minotaurus around these parts before, are you new? Would you like to come over for a cup of tea?". The horned woman reached up and grabbed him by ~~his~~ hands, pulling away from his grip. "Stop it!" she yelled out, falling backwards. Jim crouched down, grabbing her hoof and lifting it up, unnoticeably revealing her genitalia. "Do your legs taste like beef?" he asked before she clamped down, freeing her leg from his grip. She scurried backwards, her back slamming against a tree. "W-~~whats~~ the matter with you?" she asked, gasping frantically. Jim smiled and shrugged, "I'm just a curious person that's all~~, now~~ calm down before you hyperventilate."		"H-hey!" The Minotaurus didn't really know what to do; no one had ever touched her willingly before. Jim twisted her around, trying his best to pull the horns off her head, until he realized that they were real. "You know, I've never seen a Minotaurus around these parts before; are you new? Would you like to come over for a cup of tea?" The horned woman reached up and grabbed him by the hands, pulling away from his grip. "Stop it!" she yelled out, falling backwards. Jim crouched down, grabbing her hoof and lifting it up, unnoticeably revealing her genitalia. "Do your legs taste like beef?" he asked before she clamped down, freeing her leg from his grip. She scurried backwards, her back slamming against a tree. "W-what's the matter with you?" she asked, gasping frantically. Jim smiled and shrugged, "I'm just a curious person, that's all. Now calm down before you hyperventilate."

	The Minotaurus managed to calm herself down~~, she~~ gazed upon the surprisingly well groomed man~~, he~~ was wearing clothing you would see in a village, A red top and blue trousers. Jim gazed back, a look of curiosity ~~across~~ his face. "Do you have a name?" he asked excitedly. She gulped and nodded "Mara...My name is Mara.". Jim jumped forward, startling her. "HELLO MARA!" he yelled out as if he was addressing a crowd. "My name is James Jerald Joswald Jarrington III, but you can call me Jim!"~~. She~~ couldn't help but giggle at his introduction. Jim pushed his hand forward, Mara grabbed onto it as Jim helped her to her feet. ~~And as~~ soon as she stood up, he began to shake her hand. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Mara!". He grinned at her before his expression turned to shock. "Oh my! Where are my manners!? Would you like to come in for tea?". Jim presented a lodge standing behind him, made of rather fine oak. She hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Alright...".		The Minotaurus managed to calm herself down. She gazed upon the surprisingly well-groomed man. He was wearing clothing you would see in a village, a red top and blue trousers. Jim gazed back, a look of curiosity on his face. "Do you have a name?" he asked excitedly. She gulped and nodded, saying, "Mara... My name is Mara." Jim jumped forward, startling her. "HELLO MARA!" he yelled out, as if he was addressing a crowd. "My name is James Jerald Joswald Jarrington III, but you can call me Jim!" Mara couldn't help but giggle at his introduction. Jim pushed his hand forward. Mara grabbed onto it as Jim helped her to her feet. As soon as she stood up, he began to shake her hand. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Mara!" He grinned at her before his expression turned to shock. "Oh my! Where are my manners!? Would you like to come in for tea?" Jim presented a lodge standing behind him, made of rather fine oak. She hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Alright..."

	Jim's ~~Lodge~~ was rather amazing. Two stories tall, including a living area and a kitchen, bathroom with actual plumbing, and a fireplace to keep the place warm at night. Mara had to duck to get through the door~~, she~~ was ~~awe struck~~ at how tidy the place was. Jim marched ahead. "Do you like it?" he asked, obviously proud of himself. "I built it myself, took me forty seven and a half tries!". Mara sat down at the kitchen table as Jim lit the stove with a match. "I hope you don't mind, I only have caramel tea.". She nodded, never actually ~~having~~ tea before. "You live out here?" she asked out of curiosity. "How did you get most of this stuff?". Jim placed the pot onto the stove, thinking to himself. "HMMM! Well, I built the house of course. The stove was originally a rather plump barons stove, I managed to make off with it when he got a new one. I stole the pots from a rather nasty elderly woman...And I make the the tea myself!". As the water boiled, Jim quickly presented two cups, placing them onto the table. After pouring the hot water he dipped in two tea bags in each. He looked at her and smiled. "Two for double the flavor.".		Jim's lodge was rather amazing. Two stories tall, including a living area and a kitchen, a bathroom with actual plumbing, and a fireplace to keep the place warm at night. Mara had to duck to get through the door. She was awestruck at how tidy the place was. Jim marched ahead. "Do you like it?" he asked, obviously proud of himself. "I built it myself; took me forty seven and a half tries!" Mara sat down at the kitchen table as Jim lit the stove with a match. "I hope you don't mind, I only have caramel tea." She nodded, having never actually had tea before. "You live out here?" she asked out of curiosity. "How did you get most of this stuff?". Jim placed the pot onto the stove, thinking to himself. "HMMM! Well, I built the house of course. The stove was originally a rather plump barons stove, I managed to make off with it when he got a new one. I stole the pots from a rather nasty elderly woman...And I make the the tea myself!". As the water boiled, Jim quickly presented two cups, placing them onto the table. After pouring the hot water he dipped in two tea bags in each. He looked at her and smiled. "Two for double the flavor.".
	Mara watched him first as he took a sip from his cup, raising his pinky for comedic effect. She did the same, taking a sip and raising her pinky, causing Jim to chuckle heartily. The tea was also a surprise, tasting like actual caramel. "Oh wow!" she exclaimed in surprise. "How did you make this?". Jim grinned and took another sip "Family recipe...Or should I say Jim recipe."		Mara watched him first as he took a sip from his cup, raising his pinky for comedic effect. She did the same, taking a sip and raising her pinky, causing Jim to chuckle heartily. The tea was also a surprise, tasting like actual caramel. "Oh wow!" she exclaimed in surprise. "How did you make this?". Jim grinned and took another sip "Family recipe...Or should I say Jim recipe."