As<a class="link link--internal" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/124747/post-3052633">Alexandria</a>’s underwear felt like they were a few sizes too small for her with the half orc’s pull, she stumbled to the table where she was sitting just a few seconds ago. She barely could hold the table to keep her balance and able to save herself from falling. When she was just side by side with Clara, she realized the situation had started to get out of hand. Especially after the caster started to get involved. Orcs had the upper hand physically already without him and now, the girls were clearly at a disadvantaged spot.<br/><br/>When another farmer boy cried out drunkenly from his seat, her light blue eyes shined with a twisted idea. What they were lacking was some meat shields between them and the orcs. Once again, she reached for the arcane power in her blonde, and meaningless words came out of her lips. However, this time her targets neither members of the party they were brawling with but the farmer boys watching them. Her spell was basically an illusion to let them see her as their beloved daughters, sisters, lovers, or whoever they’ve ever cared the most as she started to cry for their help.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">“</span><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">Please... help... please... they.. they are taking me please...”</span></b>she yelled to the peasant boys. Those who weren't under her spell would see a grim grin on her doll-like face and it was a setup to pull the farmers into the brawl. Alexandria tried to free her skirt from the orc then once she was free, she walked around the table to put it between herself and the half-orc. She had already given a little show to guys with her pretty twin peaks, and she had no plans to show off more.<br/><br/>As she got herself a kind of secure place from the orcs, She analyzed the ongoing little bar fight as well as the other patrons of the One Foot in the Boat. She was pretty much sure the emotional trick she just played on the peasant would work. But still, her mind was already started to think of other possible outcomes as well as other possible solutions if her last spell didn't work as she planned.