<strong>Emily Deshue</strong><br/><em>Lost Girl</em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Adventuring Sheet<br/>Attire: (http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/Deathbringer6679/Salvagedslaveroutfit.jpg:original)<br/><br/>Backpack:<br/>1.<br/>2.<br/>3.<br/>4.<br/>5.<br/>6.<br/>7.<br/>8.<br/>9.<br/>10.<br/><br/>Learned Skills:<br/>1.<br/>2.<br/>3.<br/>4.<br/>5.<br/>6.<br/>7.<br/>8.<br/>9.<br/>10.<br/><br/>Health Status: Healthy<br/>Fatigue Status: Fresh<br/>Money: 0G  0S  0C</div></div><div class="floatright">(http://oi46.tinypic.com/2vblr46.jpg)</div><br/><br/>Emily's bare feet brushed alongside the belly of the horse as they rode through the town.  Because the horse had slowed to a walk instead of the faster speed from earlier, she sat relaxed with her hands lightly touching the red haired girl's barely clad hips if only to keep herself straight.  By now the leather saddle that she straddled had become quite moist due to the rubbing of her sweaty bare butt and groin against it, making the entire ordeal of riding most uncomfortable especially considering how new so was to riding a horse...especially without bottoms.  All she could think in her mind was that she'd need to get used to stuff rubbing against her groin if she was going to live here.  After all...horses seemed to be the standard mode of transportation and Aria's own outfit looked rather snug as well, illustrating to the pale girl that she'd probably end up wearing something similar.<br/><br/>Despite the fact that she was still being glanced at by the occasional fat old man or young boy, Emily had largely all together started to just ignore the perverted stares.  There was far too much to look at as they rode into the rather peaceful looking area.<br/><br/>Finally, as Aria responded to her earlier question, Emily pulled her eyes away from a jewelry shop to instead glance forward again in order to reply herself.<strong>"Well I don't need a fancy ball gown or anything...but something more than just tatters would be..er...nice.  As for combat clothing, how expensive is plate mail?"</strong>The girl had always been a fan of the heroes in her books that wore the shiny metal armor and stood proudly in the fire of dragons.<br/><br/>Her thoughts were pulled from the illustration in her mind as they seemed to arrive at their destination and her blue eyes glanced up at the sign in eagerness.  It didn't even dawn upon her for a few moments that she was able to read the sign.  Waiting for Aria to dismount first, Emily got a good long glance at the other woman's form as her athletic shape pulled itself from the beast.  Allowing the barely clad warrior to help her down, Emily nearly fell from the mount herself but luckily managed to land with her feet in the muddy road.  Despite the inconvenience of having her soft and small feet dirtied, the naive girl didn't seem to notice as she was instead focused on Aria's comments on Liches.  And besides, the mud and dirt actually felt a little nice on her otherwise perfectly sculpted feet.<br/><br/>As Aria led the way inside, Emily followed behind with eagerness.  Her long pale legs were sore from the straddling and a lot of moisture had built up on her sex and rear from sitting there for so long.  Of course, as she walked around she made sure to give her tattered tunic a tug downwards to make sure she was covered.  While this worked to cover her lower half more decently, it also caused her otherwise bare breasts from nearly popping out the wide collar.  Her eyes eagerly inspected the variety of merchandise available and on more than one occasion Emily found herself openly staring at both impressive suits of armor...as well as at overly sexualized pieces.<br/><br/>Her head snapped forward as it seemed the owner started to talk with Aria.  Standing to the side and just behind the woman, Emily allowed the red haired girl to do the talking for now and kept her own hands clasped together self consciously at her groin.  When the tattered cloth she was wearing was commented on by the owner, Emily would flash him a nervous smile before offering a shrug with a bright blush. When Aria introduced her Emily responded with a nervous reply,<strong>"Hello, and I assure you the smell is just the clothes...someone...well died in them.  It's a pleasure to meet you Sirus, I'm Emily."</strong>The tall girl offered the man a short nod of her head in hello.  She would have offered a bow..but she was frankly a little nervous that the back of the tunic would rise dangerously high up her rear if she did.<br/><br/>Emily started to look around again when Aria offered to pay for anything..so long as it wasn't too expensive.  Most of the armor in here would conceal little from view, but by this point Emily had come to accept the point that female attire was all like that here.  The simple clothing on display wasn't so bad...but then again Emily doubted that the warrior girl would buy it for her seeing as how it offered no real protection.  The other three selections of armor that she was trying to decide between each seemed to have their advantages.  Seeing as how she was naturally quite agile already any of the pieces would work well for her.  However, turning back to Aria, Emily tried first for the most expensive of what was available.  Pointing to the Adventurer's Outfit she replied,<strong>"Well how about this one?  I mean...it's sorta on the expensive side of things and I'd hate to take advantage of you after you saved me, so I guess I could go with the improved leather armor as well."</strong>She stood awaiting Aria's response as she let her hands rest at her sides.