It might be easier to list what cults a lesbian would be *least* likely to join, but let's look at some alternatives to the stereotypical "butch" roles being suggested...
Donandar: Treading the boards you can be anyone you like, whenever you like. Mr Cule? Or you can wear leather pants and sing throaty songs of love lost and won. Or be the Tribal Bard.
Eurmal: You want to be an outsider, why not go all the way?
Uleria: What's that you say? Women never go to the Uleria temple? Here, pull on the other one, it has got bells on. :)
Jeff Kyer speculates on the origin of Mrs Eel's Sex Toys:
>Perhaps they were sent on-order from Karse or someplace in the Holy
>Country? Certainly its decadent enough and of course, with it only
>being transshipped by ship and then by barge, it is certainly more
>organized... That way fewer folks will get their hands on the knobbly
>bits, as it were. One Boat, One Crate, One Waybill.
>Though I like the thought of Godlearner sextoys. I just try not to
>think about it. Fredrik's Of Hendrikiland? Hurm.
Imagine being the adventurers going into the Clanking Ruins to fill Mrs Eel's special order, especially when they aren't told right off exactly what it is they're looking for.
Gary R Switzer
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