<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Sense Result</div><div class="spoiler_body">1 Success</div></div><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/0a/55/60/0a55608e9d52edec15d4c6455736ec45.jpg)</div><br/>Syndella had the faintest awareness of something that turned her mouth's taste to copper and turned her neck hairs on end.  Something lurking just beneath the surface.  Suddenly many of these mundane peasants didn't feel mundane at all.  They felt<em>tainted</em>.  Why would none of them meet her gaze?  Why did their eyes seem to follow her as she wasn't looking?  Was it related?<br/><br/>She was sure something powerful was responsible for this sensation, she just wasn't sure what.<br/><br/>Inside the inn's common room, two locals had some drinks and hushed words--but they were overshadowed by the group in the corner.<br/><br/>Some boisterous well-armed people, all of them well in their cups.  A man in metal armour, a woman in well fitting leather armour, a stout dwarf wearing a winged helm, and a woman wearing a robe that obscured her face from this distance and angle.<br/><br/>The bar wench brought them another plate of drinks and caught a pinch on the ass from the dwarf for her troubles.<br/><br/><strong>"Yvolta,"</strong>the man at the bar said as she came in.<strong> "It's good to see you and your husband are in town.  We've been expecting you for market day." </strong>The bartender's eyes went first to her bosom, and then to her purse.  Fast enough he might have thought it disguised.  But just lingering enough she would definitely feel the weight of his eyes on her.<br/><br/>He seemed ready to accept the purse, perhaps taking in a fuller view of her breasts as he did so.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Syndella</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Real Name:</strong> Callie Liddle<br/><strong>Handle:</strong> Syndella<br/><br/><strong>Pain Profile:</strong> Neutral<br/><strong>Fetish Profile:</strong><br/>- Adultery / Cheating<br/>- Monsters<br/>- The Male Gaze<br/>- Contrasts - i.e. Ugly Men on Hot Women<br/>- Lecherous old men<br/>- Seduction<br/>- Undead<br/>- Demons<br/><br/><strong>Infections:</strong> Clean<br/><strong>Soul Integrity:</strong> 100%<br/><br/><strong>Equipment:</strong> VRR Pod (+2 dice for body-jacking attempts)<br/><br/><strong>Soul:</strong> 5/5 <br/>-:Force: 2<br/>-:Defense: 1<br/>-:Sense: 3</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Current Body</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Mind</strong> 3/3<br/>-:Knowledge: 1<br/>-:Deception: 1<br/>-:Charm: 3<br/><br/><strong>Body</strong> 4/4<br/>-:Power: 1<br/>-:Speed: 2<br/>-:Physique: 3<br/><br/><strong>Equipment</strong>: Lowcut Dress (+2 dice for flashing boobies)<br/>Pouch of Silver<br/></div></div>