<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/dgrj9Ci.jpg?1)</div><strong>Isma The Fool</strong><br/>The Slayer - Lvl 1<br/><strong>HP</strong>:  23 / 23<br/><strong>XP</strong>:  1 / 8<br/><strong>Thirst</strong>:  1<br/><strong>Conditions</strong>: confused (-1 WIS)<hr/><br/>Isma gave a small groan as she continued prying at the lid of the coffin while Vafi gave her rather ominous report, "Hurmph...that's a rather bold assumption to come to after staring at the dirt for a few seconds" Isma muttered, not sure it was really smart to leap to such grand conclusions on a very small amount of evidence.<br/><br/>Though speaking of leaping, Vafi happened to do so with great form...right at Isma herself, "Oof! What the bloody-...?" the fool grunted as Vafi suddenly threw herself on top of her like a bitch in heat, pinning her down on the coffin as if it were their marital bed, "Oi! That's foolish<em>woman</em>to you little-mmmpfh"  Isma started to protest, only for the paladin to use those dangerous weapons of hers to muffle her. Suddenly soft tit flesh came seeping through the holes of her mask, literally blinding her with her milky jugs. Isma would struggle for a moment, but went still as the girl tried to chide her and assert her dominance.<br/><br/>However the sudden submission was but a ruse. Having taken a moment to adjust her footing, Isma would take the paladin by surprise as she pushed her hands back. Despite appearing a mere fool, it turned out her strength was actually superior to the warrior woman's, Isma showing off her own physical prowess as she lifted both herself and Vafi up off the coffin, and then roughly slammed the girl down into the grass, dropping down with her so she could be the one to pin her down this time, "Oh I'm not taking you lightly my sweet little cunt-tease, in fact you're quite heavy..." she cooed, her smiling mask glaring down at her, the eye and mouth holes always pitch black and unreadable no matter how much light seemed to shine on them, "honestly I was just talking out my ass about the zombie dog bit. We still don't actually know what we're dealing with, or if we're even on the right track. So don't go jumping to conclusions, and certainly don't go jumping<em>me</em>!" she chided, letting out a chuckle as she brought her knee up between Vafi's thighs, pressing it to her crotch and keeping her from closing her legs all the way, "Unless of course this was just a thinly veiled excuse to jump my bones, hmmm? What do you say? I wouldn't mind a quick roll through the grass while we wait for the others to catch up..." she cooed, one hand caressing her silken hair while the other reached down to roughly group one of the girl's breasts, "didn't you mention something about parading me around on all fours and exposing my cunt? I wonder what the others would think if they found you in that position when they arrive..." she whispered in the paladin's ear, leaning in so close that the ridge of Vafi's ear would disappear into the mouth of Isma's mask, and a moment later she would feel a light nip at her ear lobe, the fool's breath hot and heavy against her porcelain skin.