<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">The Third Day / Physical Enhancement</span></div><br/>Rizzid took care of Zelara's morning wood wonderfully, and being a gracious mistress she gave her bedwarmer permission to cream herself all over her cock as well.<br/><br/>She attended Professor Tibil's class carrying herself much differently than she had on the first day of classes. That time the professor's nearly naked body had almost gotten her to lose control; today she simply savored the sight like a fine wine.<br/><br/>Zelara didn't realize just how far she had gone, though, until Tibil chastised her, and that was when she realized that the instructor had a point - today she didn't have anything close to the aggressive, pent-up edge of the last class, and her movements were efficient and even patronizing against a weaker opponent, limiting her own ability to learn.<br/><br/>"Yes, professor," she acknowledged humbly, having seen in another class just how stupid an idea it was to challenge a professor openly, and put her full effort into the rest of the match.<br/><br/>She stood silent and stoic even when Tibil picked on her at the end of class, swallowing her words even though the urge to say something in her own defense grew stronger. "I think you're reading too much into it," she replied to Lenora, pretending she couldn't hear the other students giggling. She lowered her voice conspiratorially, "Or maybe she's jealous that someone got some before her class. Though it better be saved for after class from now on, don't want to piss Tibil off after all..." with a parting wink, Zelara headed to her next class.<br/><br/>She resolved to avoid having sex on the mornings of Physical Enhancement class in the future, at least, although she judged that her unnaturally high libido could recover from anything the night before. And if she got too pumped up during training, perhaps she could explore the possibility of a quickie with Lenora between classes... come to think of it, she decided to avoid finding release just before Ceremonies of the Spider Queen and Manipulation of Pain and Pleasure, too.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Inquiries Into the Unenlightened</span></div><br/>Yeah, Professor Moconnu probably didn't mind whether students attended her class sated or on edge. Zelara settled in for a routine lesson - until someone who evidently didn't get any this morning put a spitball in her hair. The first one caught her by surprise, but the second one she traced back to Sinley, who was pretending to have nothing to do with it, but she wasn't buying it. She glared and was glared back at. Brushing the offending objects out of her hair, the priestess drew her thumb across her throat, silently threatening her tormentor. The message was clear:<em>there won't be a third time, or else</em>.<br/><br/>So when the third spitball landed, Zelara set her plan in motion. She waited until an opportunity presented itself, when Professor Moconnu had her back turned to the class writing something on the board and the rest of the students were not looking the cleric's way. Drawing as little attention to herself and as quietly as possible, she put a simple<em>silent image</em>of damning evidence - a pile of spitballs - on Sinley's desk. She took the still-wet ball of paper, soaked with Sinley's spit, and tossed it at the professor who had apparently been too absorbed in her lecture to notice what was going on all this time... well, that was going to change now.<br/><br/>Zelara released her concentration and let the<em>silent image</em>disappear a moment after Moconnu had turned around and seen it, and let everyone else draw their own conclusions as to how Sinley had made her spitball stash disappear. But as long as it was Sinley's spitball stash in their minds, the vengeful priestess had already won.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Gossip and Hearsay / Free Time</span></div><br/><em>(Diplomacy: 20)</em>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=92907)<br/><br/>Over dinner Zelara subtly steered the conversation over to Professor Tibil, to get a better feel for her after this morning's events, in the process learning about her association with the Order of the Blackened Fist and Sesslie who managed to land a hit on the instructor twenty years ago. Tibil sounded like a drow who wasn't to be trifled with, and Zelara was doubly sure that not challenging her in front of the rest of the class had been the right choice.<br/><br/>She also picked up a few tidbits about Lenora and, of course, Sinley, who had the makings of her next rival. Zelara didn't feel any sympathy when it came out that Sinley was the youngest daughter of her House; after all, the priestess herself was in a similar position and she wasn't throwing spitballs around... well, to be honest, at least she didn't start it.<br/><br/>Unlike the first day there was no class after dinner, so Zelara took advantage of her free time to hang out with someone she hadn't had the opportunity to interact with much outside of classes, namely, Alfarna. That the priestess was curious why the druid loved bondage so much admittedly had something to do with it.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Slugboarding</span></div><br/>They were joined by Seromus, who was carrying... was that a giant slug? Zelara couldn't believe her eyes, wait, maybe it was some sort of illusion... but no, it was indeed a giant, shelled slug that the commoner was carrying. It must be a commoner thing... a question popped up in her mind - why wasn't a shelled slug a snail? - which didn't help her state of confusion any.<br/><br/>"Slugboarding," Zelara repeated flatly upon hearing the term for the first time in her life. "I have never heard of such a thing."<br/><br/>Seromus was happy to explain and even demonstrate. Zelara applauded her jump politely, still trying to wrap her mind around this... apparent commoner sport.<br/><br/>"I'll come along and cheer for you, no promises I'll join in myself, though," she offered at last. She turned to Alfarna to invite her along, "Alfarna, you coming too? Or even feel like joining in yourself?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Zelara</div><div class="spoiler_body">1600 XP<br/>Spells used: Silent Image<br/></div></div>