Gad's post

just stared with a neutral face towards her when she spoke those teasing words about loosening up. If she only understood his plight. Though it was not for a patron to be bothered with. "Yes Mistress." he spoke and began to rotate his a shoulder as if this was what she meant by loosening up. He was a bit stiff. Though he didn't look anymore comfortable with the situation. Especially not after having his face grabbed and smooshed. Having her's so close to his own was unnerving. Wild eyes look took hold of his face again. Thankful when that was all over and she took up kneading into his knee caps. That was much more tolerable but not by a lot. "I am a veteran of the Tether's arena...or was before my departure. I have to see if that title still applies...though I like to see myself as retired from the bloodsports. I've given a lot of myself to the Tether over the years. I've taken part in preventing some disasters by assisting with siege preparations and being the tank myself. Giving rides, doing ivory carving with my tusks. They are sanctioned property though so you'd have to go through a staff member if you'd like a custom piece. I have a few pieces of various animal shaped beads that are premade. That is the jist of things. I was previously used by a Persian King as his transportation and harem guardian. As well as slave breaking and troop training. The Romans call the position a Doctore. if you are familiar with it?" He rubbed his trunk under his chin in thought.