<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><br/>The theory had sounded so simple, but now that their plan was being put into practice, Selphie was having second thoughts. The kobolds were now barking at each other in some foreign draconian tongue while ogling her and she found herself scooting one toe at a time to stay directly behind Risppt. Her silver friend looked<em>so small</em>with the lumbering meat-heads flanking either side.<br/><br/>Not for the first time, she wondered how she had found herself in a disastrous situation, naked, and surrounded by horny men.<br/><br/>Suddenly, that meek attitude was not an act and she clasped her bound hands together. The cleric had been so flippant on the way up, and now her group found themselves in a very precarious situation. They were deep in enemy territory and venturing further into the heart of the compound. Their first battle had not been simple; there had been a very real possibility that they might die (and now she was realizing it was mostly due to<em>her</em>recklessness) on this god-forsaken hill and Selphie had done it for some<em>booze</em>. Was the reward really worth it? Her introspection continued as she began to come to terms with their sobering reality - if she wasn't<em>smart</em>Risppt and Yokun were going to die while she wished she had.<br/><br/>It wasn't a fun thought.<br/><br/>She looked down at the ground as she tried to mentally get back into the battle. She had grown<em>so much</em>due to her training as a Cleric and her role as an adventurer. She wasn't the same bratty, rich girl who had been sent away for community service as punishment (weeeeell...). She was a seasoned hero who had fought in battles and provided a much needed service for Amberdale. The citizens of the town were starting to warm up to her as she provided a much needed service to improve the conditions of her new home, and there was even gratitude! (Mostly.)<br/><br/>The cleric glanced up at the red kobolds as if to test her resolve before looking quickly back down. They were still scary. She still felt small.<br/><br/>But... she wasn't helpless. Not only was she surrounded by her fellow heroes, she was protected by Casta and metaphorically embraced in the Goddess' ample bosom. And what had she learned under the touch of the gentle Goddess? How to please.<br/><br/>She swallowed, strengthening her resolve and mustering up her ability to be a femme fatale. With a coquettish flutter of the lashes, she looked back up at the hulking brutes. She didn't have the first clue about societal norms or customs for kobolds, but she did understand men and she saw their physical reaction to her curvaceous form. Her job was to distract? She would distract. She started to move, this time leading with her swaying hips rather than the tips of her toes. She was attempting to turn the kobold's so that there back was facing the direction Yokun had disappeared in as well as give Risppt the opportunity to move behind the beasts while their eyes were on her.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh my,"</strong>she said with a purr, looking unashamedly at the erect enemies.<strong>"Do you like what you see?"</strong>she smiled and turned, giving a view of her backside and looking over her shoulder.<strong>"I am a Missionary of Casta, here to spread her gentle touch among the uninitiated. This body has been blessed by the Goddess herself! My Master here was the first convert. Who will have the pleasure of being the second?"</strong>As she spoke, she continued to move backwards in an effort to lure the swobolds closer. Each time it looked like the kobolds might switch their attentions, she would give a girlish laugh and move to a new position to flaunt some new part of her body. Currently, she was leaning forward so that her heavy breasts could sway back and forth like a hypnotists pendant.