<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/><br/>Selphie smiled and it could be described as smug. Risppt was giving her just the reaction she had hoped for, so the brutes on the path would certainly rise to the occasion! She didn't say anything despite her very strong urge to be playfully mischievous. She needed Risppt and Yokun to have the right head in the game! Who else was going to save her when things went sideways? So she declined to tease further.<br/><br/>With arms, legs, and neck snugly secure, she shook her waist-length auburn hair once more so that it tastefully framed her ample bosom; it didn't hide what she had. If anything the dark hair against her creamy skin accentuated her feminine figure.<strong>"Alrighty, Master. Lead the way!"</strong>She was in far too good a mood for the position she was in. The danger seemed far away to her, though. She was doing something she often did - shaking her booty for her benefit. Free drinks, free meals, special discounts - sure, the other guy usually didn't end up knocked out, but they were in a difficult situation and that called for hard calls to be made! She sighed deeply before nodding her head. She was ready to walk into whatever awaited them!