<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Status = Futanari with a few stiff points</div><div class="spoiler_body">In "microbreastplate" with lovely skirt and newly-stiff nipples exposed (AC+6, max +4 dex bonus, armor check penalty -2, 15% arcane spell failure)<br/>(Armor training, Arcane armor training (requires swift action to reduce spell failure chance, included above))<br/>Nipple hoops (AC+4)<br/>AC 28 with <em>shield</em>, 24 (touch 22, flat-footed 20, -2 against improvised weapons)<br/>SR 19 (Spell Resistance, miniskirt)<br/>HP 112/128<br/>CMB: 9<br/>CMD: 24 (10 + Base + Dex) (22 against dirty tricks, Naive)<br/><br/>Spells remaining: 4 of 7 1st, 0 of 7 2nd, 1 of 5 3rd, 1 of 1 from bonded object.  Uses of bow left: 1 of 3.<br/>Quiver: 7 common arrows, 10 silvered, 9 cold iron, 1 Tangleshot, 5 adamantine arrows, 2 greater hushing arrows, 8 +1 Dragon Bane, 1 Rayne's Resumption, 11 Holy, 3 Merciful, 1 blunt (d6)<br/>     (pack: 25 common, 5 silvered, 9 cold iron, 1 tangleshot, 5 adamantine, 8 +1 Dragon Bane)<br/></div></div><br/>"Oh!  Well, no monsters here."  Rayne turned and grinned to the others.  "Yes indeed, follow me, and what could possibly go wrong?"  She glanced around, then upwards, where some numerous footfalls could be heard.  "Not just civilization, but... civilization with drinks.  You're welcome!"<br/><br/>With the others she headed upstairs - a tavern indeed!  And not only dwarves, fortunately, though of course mostly so.  Though not that she thought about it, she had intended to change before rejoining civilization - with a slight twinge of embarrassment she pulled the cape a bit, more concealingly around her, though it wasn't a great long, flowing cloak.  And dwarves' height put them too well-positioned to look under, especially when seated... but Starstrike's voice through the ring banished such concerns.<br/><br/>The hurried in that direction, and Rayne returned the hug, with enthusiasm - but she kept her voice low in her friend's ear.  "Teagan!  So good to see you in person again... I mean, sort of.  Virtually."  She opened up the hug a little to face her friend, and imitated her voice, poorly.  "Oh, come try this great new game, Rae-Lynne.  It's amazing, so real!"  She looked stern, then burst into a grin again and hugged her friend once more.<br/><br/>"I have things to tell you... and yes, things to take care of.  But OK, getting out of here is first."<br/><br/>The drink was very welcome - far more powerful than either Rae-lynne or Rayne was used to, but suitable for recent events, all things considered.  "Cheers indeed... thanks for coming, Starstrike, or... Sylvia and I would be in quite a spot."  She introduced the oracle and ranger to each other, then gulped the rest of her drink so Starstrike could refill it.<br/><br/>"Umm..." she considered Starstrike's options.  "Things were pretty confused back in the arena, and I doubt any who saw Youmu there would be in any condition to describe her.  But Sylvia and I, yes..."  Rayne glanced down.  "Actually, great though this stuff is, I'd better get back into my own equipment - it's kind of a giveaway.  And I should do that before we talk to anyone... tell you what.  I'll nip downstairs and change, and maybe you can pick out someone to purchase passage with - I'd rather not do anything to draw attention yet, and once under weigh, maybe no word could reach the ship about any fugitives.  Besides, they won't be looking for four, surely."<br/><br/>She tapped the table, thinking.  "Stealing a ship - some of these ships are very cool, but peculiar.  I'm not sure we could drive one... steer one... whatever it's called for ships.  I think sneaking out incognito is safer."  She hesitated, drained her second glass, and rose, feeling the heat from the whiskey permeating her and making her head give a little spin.  "Woah... umm, good stuff.  I'll just ... do a quick-change downstairs.  Try to find someone honest, right?"<br/>