<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/13/53/1d/13531db9b6da053e62f2cb4324f06620.jpg)</div><strong>Gurlove (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1725433)</strong><br/><em>Half-Orc Barbarian: Beserker 4 CN</em><br/><em>Health:  45/60</em><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">combat rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">None</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>As the fighting was over, Gurlove took a moment to focus and calm herself down so that she could contain her rage once more.  And in the time it took her to do so, Angelique had moved over to her and starting to clean the blood off of her, though Gurlove didn't mind its presence.  But she did appreciate it when the girl used her magic to repair her top, not to mention enjoying how close she was and how their breasts brushed against one another as she did so.  It took her a moment, but soon she was able to speak clearly again and focus on the answers she was going to be giving.  The first one gave her a bit of pause as she looked at the dead bodies in front of them and studied them for a moment.<br/><br/><strong>"They serve female leader they call mother, I think"</strong>she said slowly,<strong>"But I've never seen one.  Not that we should have to worry about that.  Mother creature rarely leaves its nest and sends ones like these to do it's biding.  By the time it even knows they're dead, we'll be safe at Monastery.  So nothing to worry about with them."</strong>She smiled as she leaned down and gave the pretty thing a deep kiss as she asked if Gurlove wanted a bit of healing to patch up the minor wounds that she had collected.  But several of them were already starting to stop bleeding and heal of their own accord, so she didn't think that there was anything that really needed magical healing.<br/><br/><strong>"If there were more nearby, they would've called out for help,"</strong>she determined,<strong>"And I'm fine.  Wounds aren't that bad and will heal on their own.  Hold onto spells in case we needed them."</strong>Smiling, she would slowly pull away from Angelique despite her wanting to do much more than a simple kiss.  But they were getting close to the Monastery and Gurlove was determined that they would get there before nightfall.  So she would shoulder her ax and the gear before she would start to lead the way down the path, leaving their foes to rot there while they continued on their way towards the Monastery with Gurlove keeping her eyes open for any more enemies.