m<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/m-euanthe">http://orokos.com/roll/m-euanthe</a>m<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Ambrosia</span><br/><br/>The pretty fairy has an air of the<span style="font-style: italic">other</span>about her, leant mostly by the slow shifting of her gossamer wings, and the two spiny  horns protruding from her forehead. Her skin is bronzed, though whether natural or very tanned you can't say, and she wears midnight-green armor that seems to coil about her like leaves on a vine. A longbow is slung across her shoulders, its string passing between her wings, its belly between her breasts. Aside from a small, seemingly near-empty rucksack, she bears no other equipment.<br/><br/>"Save the children," she says, "slay the cult. Simple enough." The death of children is abhorrent to her - it's always a good idea to make sure you've food<span style="font-style: italic">tomorrow</span>, the pay is fair, and the honesty of the work is a pleasing contrast to her recent entanglements. And several of her companions look sexy. Several look<span style="font-style: italic">tasty</span>. Cultists for the main course, she reminds herself. Victory is a great time to have dessert. Or be it.