<div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Character Sheet</div><div class="spoiler_body">Lady Tandrella <strong>'Tandi'</strong> Fesll'is Selena Lorela (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1093266) <strong>--Con Save DC 19 to resist Slaaneshi Tears-- </strong><br/><div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">spoiler</div><div class="spoiler_body"> <strong>Background</strong> Urchin-- Granddaughter of Elf King Fesll'is; technically making her a princess; shunned by father and royal court; has an Arcane tattoo on left shoulder that is a family mark- 2nd child of 2nd son of King</div></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><em>Half Elf Bard/ Lore 8 CG</em><br/><strong>AC</strong> 17 <strong>HP</strong> <strong>45</strong>/60 <strong>Speed</strong> 30ft <strong>Init</strong> +5<br/><strong>Str</strong> 10 (0) <strong>Dex</strong> 18 (7) <strong>Con</strong> 14 (2) <strong>Wis</strong> 12 (1) <strong>Int</strong> 10 (0) <strong>Cha</strong> 16 (6) [JoT ads 1/2 prof to ability check +1]<br/><strong>Attacks</strong> per Action/1 <strong>Rapier</strong> +7 1d8+4 <strong>Dagger</strong> +7 1d4+4 <strong>Hand Crossbow</strong> +7 1d4+4<br/><strong>Cantrips</strong> Minor Illusion, Prestidigitation, Vicious Mockery, Eldritch Blast<br/><strong>Magic</strong> Spell Slots: Lvl 8 = 4,3,3,2<br/>     1st: Cure Wounds, Disguise Self, Dissonant Whispers, Faerie Fire, Mage Armor<br/>     2nd: Invisibility, Hold Person, Phantasmal Force, Suggestion<br/>     3rd: Fear<br/>     4th: Dimension Door, Greater Invisibility, <br/><strong>Skills</strong> Athletics 1, Acrobatics 7, Stealth 10, Arcana 4, Nature 1, History 1, Religion 1, Investigation 1, Animal Handling 2, Medicine 2, Insight 2, <em>Perception 7,</em> Survival 4, Deception 6, Performance 6, Intimation 3, Persuasion 6<br/><strong>Tools</strong> Thieves' Tools 7, Disguise kit 6, Flute 6, Lute 6, Mandolin 6<br/><strong>Magic Items:</strong> <em>Bag of Holding</em>-- has adventure gear and stuff: <em>Canaith Mandolin</em> Spells once per day recharge at Dawn--  Fly, Invisibility, Levitate, Protection from Good and Evil, Cure Wounds [3rd level], Dispel Magic, Protection from Energy [lightning only]<br/><strong>Feat</strong> Warcaster</span></div></div></div><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/rSvqAct.jpg)</div><br/>Tandi gasps as she stumbles into a room. Going to her knees as a wave of desire played over her. She blinks as she sees several levers her mind was in a haze as she half stumbled half crawled to those levers. The dim light made everything look strange, Her armor felt like sandpaper on her body by the time she had reached the levers only a few feet away her leather top was loose and open and she undid the straps to her sword belt and pulled the tight fitted leather off her torso letting it hang on the middle lever as she moved it without even realizing she had. Her torso was a sheen of moisture, from the mist and her own sweat. Her lips felt dry and that darkness in her throat ached for more. She turned and laid against the wall by the levers as her hands almost frantically moved over her body. Her leggings were tugged off and thrown over a different lever moving it as she hung them up. Her slippers were kicked off...her belt, weapons and mandolin were scattered on the ground around her till she was left naked with only the strange ring on her finger and a few pieces of minor jewelry on her fingers and a pair of simple earstuds were left to adorn her.<br/><br/>Her fingers tugged at her nipples as the wave overtook her. She barely remembered her left sliding down between her now wide spread thighs. Her lifting those thighs in a thrust and all four of her fingers thrusting into her tight wet pussy right up to the base of her thumb. If her mind was clearer she would realized  she had never had anything that thick in her before. and her tight muscles clenched around the thrusting fingers. Her thumb pressed and massaged her clit as orgasm after orgasm flowed through her. Her body ached for some sort of release and she craved the taste of the mist but all she could really do was ride out the wave of passion and desire that had engulfed her.<br/><br/>The arcane symbol on her left shoulder glowed in the dim light ...purple like her eyes. The symbol was the mark of the Royal House of Fesll'is and marked her as a princess in said house even though she was only a half-elf. Still that symbol was not something that would be faked and normally glowed only in certain areas.