<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y3n5ibZ.png)</div>Sitting next to Kasala at the edge of the bed, Larissa cried for several minutes more, clinging to her adviser much as she did in her younger years. When she finally pulled back, her eyes were puffy and red. But all the same she gave Kasala an intense, focused look. "I will save, Pinna," she said. "I will avenge Elaine. There's...a lot of orcs. I could whip the village into a frenzy, but what hope does a peasant line have against such strength. I will not march these people to their deaths. If I cannot kill them, I will parley with them. Whatever form that may take. ...and if it should go a certain way, I'd rather my first time out here be with someone I care for first."<br/><br/>She leaned in and whispered, "One thing I could never stand about you, Kasala, was that you would never tell me what's bothering you. Even tonight I find you with a serving girl still..." Larissa pressed her lips gently to the elf's. A soft peck. Follow by another. And another. And then a lingering press...before Larissa got to her feet.<br/><br/>The young Ruxvan shrugged her chainmail off, and disrobed herself of her gambeson. She kicked off her boots and undid her belt - all the pouches and her swords fell into a neat, collected circle around her feet. All the while she gave Kasala a heated, needy look. Left only in her small clothes, a pair of panties and a bra that bind her amble bust down, Larissa leaned in close enough to whisper.<br/><br/>"See me as a woman you can lust after," Larissa said, somewhere between a plea and a command.