<br/><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's body would tense after the meaty slap to her bottom, which in it's exposed position revealed to be quite shapely, especially in the thin tights the knave wore. Vafi would hear a brief, breathy shudder flush warmly against her skin, the fool apparently not as unshakable as she liked to appear. Though not long after the first impact, Isma's shuddered gasps would turn to mocking giggles, "heheheheh...you're a kinky one aren't you? I like it" she cooed, bringing her own hand down to slap the paladin's tits, making them ripple and jiggle against each other. While she was still locked in Vafi's hold, the fool was determined to get some level of purchase. Still reeling from each crouch moistening blow against her already red-clad behind, Isma would hook her arms under Vafi's knees and with a deep grunt of effort would pull the girl's legs up over her shoulders. From this position she was able to practically fold Vafi in half beneath her, capturing her in a mating press position that she sadly lacked the equipment to properly take advantage of, but gods if she didn't wish she had right now, this puritanical bitch could use a good pounding for all this hassle, "I'd suggest you tell your God to close their eyes, you probably don't want them to see all the things I'm gonna do to you..." she groaned, grabbing the breast closest to her face and squishing it down just enough that she could wedge the paladin's nipple into the mouth of her mask, allowing the faceless fool to start slurping hungrily at the tasty, sensitive bud. At the same time her other hand was furiously pawing at the waist of Vafi's trousers, managing to worm her fingers inside and start grinding them along her glistening folds.<br/><br/>However before she could actually slip those treacherous digits inside the paladin's pot of gold and enjoy both her milk and her honey, their loosely knit companions made their presence known, "hello friends! how nice of you to finally join us" Isma cooed, the paladin's nipple slipping from her mouth as she spoke, though she would quickly hunt it back down for another quick nip before speaking again, "sorry, I wasn't planning on giving her a good shagging so soon, but she literally threw herself at me, said something about wanting to be paraded around on all fours. Honestly the clergy's just flooded with these lusty fuckers lately aren't they?" she cooed, and with a grunt managed to pry herself away from Vafi, skipping back a few steps in case the girl tried to pursue, "and hey there little missy" she cooed, wagging her finger at Seras, a finger that just happened to be dripping with Vafi's juices, "There's no horseplay at work here. Everyone knows that a grave needs to be christened with a few good fuckings to properly ward it from evil. After all what better way to counteract all the death, than with a ritual imitating the creation of life? Helps clear out all the bad juju" she explained, either citing some very obscure belief system or just pulling stuff right out of her considerably sore ass, "or something like that" she added with a shrug, casually dipping her gloved fingers into the mouth of her mask and making a show of licking them clean of Vafi's juices, while leering directly at the paladin.<br/><br/>"Though since you asked, yes we did find something" she cooed, pointing over to where Vafi had been investigating, "I didn't get to see it yet, what with the bone jumping and all, but apparently Vafi found something over there, apparently ominous enough to lead her to believe there's some dark rituals at work. Meanwhile I found this coffin that appears to be for a dog...so, you know, suspicious graveyard, reports of beasts, conspicuously ornate gravesite that happens to be for an animal...nothing rock solid but it seemed to line up pretty well...."  she said, slumping back over to the coffin, "I was actually just about to investigate it before this little strumpet threw herself in my arms and begged me to butter her cream...whatever that means...." she cooed.