<div class="floatleft">(https://img00.deviantart.net/93c9/i/2005/168/0/0/white_mage_under_the_robe_v__3_by_hoihoisan.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sara<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Manshealed Park - chapel room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Crorn, Akonoh<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Sara did not look upset as Akonoh knocked away the goblet. At a broader player level (as orgasmically distracted as said player might have been in her case) she knew the reaction was perfectly reasonable, of course...but that wasn't going go make her break character, no sirree!<br/><br/>She simply shook her head, and sighed, and 'tsk tsked' like a teacher handing back a paper with a giant red F. She picked up the golden grail, making sure that Crorn and everyone else within sightline got quite a grand view of her hindquarter as she bent over, her white mage robe hem flipping up over her back to reveal a translucent-pantied-and-gartered peach round rump.<br/><br/>"Why, you naughty little healer," she scolded as she bent over, "I'm gonna have to take you over my knee after all, and make your buttocks so pink, that from a distance players will think they look like a HP Mote and will come rushing to grab it...and I shall encourage them to!!!"<br/><br/>She did not stand u straight again per se, but threw herself to her knees before Crorn on her prayer pillow once more. She held the grail in one hand, and waved the other in the air in a supplicative gesture, "O mighty chieftain, forgive this shepherdess, for it seems that 'tis like herding cats today! This one may need a stronger hand than her own to corral such recalcitrant tramps! This one begs your understanding in her...delays...in filling the grail with the sacred nectars for which it clamors!" Her palm brushed down the expanse of Crorn's chest, and she looked up with moist pleading eyes, "This one promise to show perseverence and verve, o chieftain, and ensure sacred fluids flow aplenty ere the day and night are through!"