<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/VZUTFNZ.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Open Quest:</strong> Eclectic Alcohols (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333546.msg15928067#msg15928067)</span><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Selphie (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333483.msg15884607#msg15884607)<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Human Cleric<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>Bondor's Camp - Forlorn Hills| Mid-Morning W1 D 3<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Risppt, Yokun, Open<br/><strong>Hit Points</strong>15/15<br/><hr/><strong></strong>Selphie gave Risppt a thoughtful look. It was hard to tell what she was thinking in the moment, but she seemed to be measuring the Kobold up. It seemed as though his suggestion<em>might</em>have surprised her into a blissful moment of silence while Yokun began to drink his worries away. The Cleric crossed her arms, still looking Risppt down. At some point, it might be considered unnerving. What the hell was she thinking?<br/><br/><strong>"A ruse,"</strong>she said slowly. There was a hint of disbelief and it could be assumed that she might be thinking this was a trick to get her naked. Of course, she had<em>never</em>fallen for something like that.<br/><br/>Not that she would<em>admit</em>to, at least.<br/><br/>In truth, she<em>had</em>fallen for such a scheme before and it had been humiliating. Her current stare-down with the friendly Kobold companion was due to the mental effort she was expending trying to determine if Risppt was just taking advantage of the situation to get the full view of her naked body. She didn't<em>think</em>he was the type, but her strengths hardly lie in thinking. Risppt was quite the gentleman for being... well, not a man. Not a<strong>hu</strong>man. She had gotten her delightful little peek at what he was packing and he was certainly a<em>man</em>. The thought derailed her deductive powers; it was much more pleasing to be lost in the memory of her silver-streaking-savior than it was to remember the time she had willingly stripped nude and made herself the butt of some joke.<br/><br/>Yokun seemed to have other ideas, though. No sooner had he downed the spirits, he was slithering like a snake on the ground. That seemed so... dirty. Did they really have to? Not to mention the rocks! She was<em>not</em>dressed for such things! But she wasn't going to argue with the de facto leader lest it imply that she wanted the burden of decision making to fall on her shoulders. Hard pass!<br/><br/>She assumed a spot behind Yokun, but didn't immediately start following suit. Instead, she turned to give a coy look at Risppt before sliding her hand across her belt and unlatching the hook. The release caused the belt to drop to the floor, taking her blue skirts down with it. Really, crawling in skirts was just a bad idea; it was better to do it... semi-naked. This gave the kobold a full view of her blue-pantied bottom. In true style, her undergarments matched her outfit. Probably even custom-made to go with it! There were stretch marks on her thighs - before starting her life as an adventurer, it was apparent that her life of luxury had allowed her to maintain a fuller figure. Now, the softness and roundness were slowly fading away as physical activity sculpted a new fit figure. She smiled as she pulled her hair scarf down and then put both garments in her bag. The bag and her sleeves would also be a pain while crawling, but one she would have to endure. The thought of giving her kobold friend a full view of her round bottom while crawling was amusing enough to temper the irritation.<br/><br/>The stealthy slide was<em>not</em>fun, but Selphie did not complain out loud. She didn't need to attract any more arrows to their position. Relief flooded her when Yokun finally halted, pointing out two ape-like kobolds.<strong>"They're stacked!"</strong>she whispered, admiring the muscle. Then she deflated.<strong>"They probably hit hard. Not something I want to go through. Can we go around?"</strong>She looked at the environment, her heart sinking further. The enemy had sure had picked a good place to have an advantage over unwanted guests.