(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b3/Avatar_Lori_Brighteyes.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Lori Brighteyes</span></span>(played by TKtheExiled)<br/>Female Elf Wizard 2<br/><hr/><br/>Lori had been so consumed with survival that she hadn't stopped to think about the command she'd given the camels... but the mage (and everyone else in the cart) could take some solace in the fact that the creatures' natural instincts were stronger than the elf's hurried command. Sure, the deceleration wasn't exactly smooth, and Lori very nearly fell out of the carriage's window; but in the end, the cart and its occupants were in one piece, and that was what mattered most.<br/><br/>And as two young men arrive to aid the carriage, the elven woman is only too happy to slide back inside and re-take her place amidst the others. All that excitement had made her pulse race and her blood run hot, and she wanted to regain her composure before they arrived at Satinder Morne's home...<br/><br/><hr/><br/>At their hostess' request, Lori deposited her scroll rack on a hook by the mansion's front door, hidden beneath her cloak. As was her norm, the elven woman had chosen a simple black-and-white halter top and white trousers for their evening out, with a pair of unassuming white sandals to keep her feet clean from the road. Now that they were inside, the sandals came off to rest beneath her cloak, and the young elf accepted her hostess' invitation to explore in her bare feet.<br/><br/>Her first stop was at the refreshment table, to pick up a glass of red wine that their host had graciously laid out for everyone; but with her drink in hand, the elf was delighted to walk through Satinder's gallery. Occasionally she would walk alongside one of her peers... but many times, she would explore the pictures on her own.<br/><br/>Some pictures seemed violent, almost angry... and no matter how much fun the activity in those pictures might look, the pained grimaces of the women drive her away every time.<br/><br/>But one picture... well, one picture she<em>can't</em>walk away from. It was like nothing she'd ever seen, at home or in the Calistrian temple; an elven woman, surrounded by men and women alike. She was... a mess, to put it mildly. Every possible orifice (and one nipple, which the elf didn't even know was possible) was agape and drooling cum onto the floor beneath the woman's outstretched hands, and the woman's clearly pregnant form was drenched in urine and smeared with all manner of filth. She should have felt repulsed by the scene... but the woman's face kept pulling her back. In spite of the regal jewelry woven into the elf's hair, she had clearly lost all sense of composure or self control. Her eyes were vacant, their gaze euphoric; and her mouth was open like a dog begging for scraps at the table.<br/><br/>For someone who had spent her whole life studying and learning the importance of control and reserved behavior, the vision of total, reckless abandon was even more taboo than the most deviant of sex acts the picture could possibly depict...<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Once Simon recovers, Lori moves back into the carriage to re-enter her nap / trance state. Once they arrived at the house, Lori deposited her scrolls and shoes at the front door and explored until she found a picture that seemed to put her into a new trance. If anyone approaches, she is just staring at the picture, as if hypnotized.<br/><br/>Lori's kinks: Loss of control, pregnancy, excessive cum, messy sex, and about a thousand others. Her only real "offs" were violence, pain, and torture, which she avoided.