<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Ysolde</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(https://im1.ibsearch.xxx/7/d8/cf3e6117a685a1d836b1aede0d3d0.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ysolde "The Black Serpent"<br/><strong>Race:</strong> Human<br/><strong>Class:</strong> Sorcerer (Succubus Bloodline) <br/><strong>Background:</strong> Entertainer (Courtesan) <br/><strong>Gender:</strong> Futa<br/><strong>Wealth:</strong> 12 gp<br/><br/><strong>Personality Trait:</strong> I have a habit and loving and leaving women with regularity. <br/><strong>Ideal:</strong> Every woman would be lucky to have me. <br/><strong>Bond:</strong> I'm out to prove I'm the best lover in the land, even better than Rebecca. <br/><strong>Flaw:</strong> I can't say no to a pretty lady. <br/><br/><strong>Equipment:</strong> Arcane Focus: Obsidian Butt Plug, Light Crossbow and 20 bolts, Backpack, Bedroll, Mess Kit, Tinderbox, 10 Torches, 10 Rations, Waterskin, 50' Hemp Rope, Two Cock Rings (Black Iron and Stranger's), Disguise Kit, Lyre, Goggles of Night, A Ruby choker given to her by a previous lover, a costume<br/><br/><strong>STR</strong> 6 (-2), <strong>DEX</strong> 14 (+2), <strong>CON</strong> 14 (+2), <strong>INT</strong> 12 (+1), <strong>WIS</strong> 10 (0), <strong>CHA</strong> 17 (+3)<br/><br/><strong>Armor Class</strong> 14 unarmored<br/><strong>Hit Points</strong> 23<br/><strong>Speed</strong> 30 ft.<br/><strong>Proficiency Bonus</strong> +2<br/><strong>Sorcery Points</strong> 3/3<br/><br/><strong>Feats:</strong> Performer<br/><strong>Saving Throws:</strong> Char +5, Con +4<br/><strong>Skills:</strong> Persuasion +5, Deception +5, Performance +7, Acrobatics +4<br/><strong>Tools:</strong> Disguise Kit, Lyre<br/><strong>Senses:</strong> Passive Perception 10<br/><strong>Languages:</strong> Common, Infernal, Abyssal, <br/><br/><strong>Special Features</strong><br/><strong>Performer:</strong> +1 to Charisma. Double Proficiency in Performance Checks. While performing, you can try to distract one humanoid you can see who can see and hear you. Make a Charisma (Performance) check contested by the humanoid’s Wisdom (Insight) check. If your check succeeds, you grab the humanoid’s attention enough that it makes Wisdom (Perception) and Intelligence (Investigation) checks with disadvantage until you stop performing.<br/><strong>By Popular Demand:</strong> You can always find a place to perform, usually in an inn or tavern but possibly with a circus, at a theater, or even in a noble’s court. At such a place, you receive free lodging and food of a modest or comfortable standard (depending on the quality of the establishment), as long as you perform each night. In addition, your performance makes you something of a local figure. When strangers recognize you in a town where you have performed, they typically take a liking to you.<br/><br/><strong>Spellcasting:</strong> <br/>Cantrips Known: 4 <br/>Spells Known: 4<br/>Cantrips: Prestidigitation, Acid Splash, Mage Hand, Message<br/>4 level 1 slots: Charm Person, Disguise Self, Magic Cumshot (shoot 3 powerful cumshots that magically seek out flesh to plaster, dealing 1d4+1 bludgeoning damage each)<br/>2 level 2 slots: Enlarge/Reduce (can target specific body parts such as the cock, ass, breasts)<br/><br/><strong>Class Abilities</strong><br/><strong>Sorcery Points:</strong> Gain 1 per Sorcerer level. <br/><strong>Flexible Spellcasting:</strong> Expend Sorc. Points to create a spell slot or vice-versa. 1st=2, 2nd=3, 3rd=5, 4th=6, 5th=7. <br/><strong>Quickened Spell:</strong> Spend 2 SP's to convert the casting time of one spell from 1 action to 1 bonus action.<br/><strong>Heightened Spell:</strong> Spend 3 SP's to force a creature to make it's first saving throw at disadvantage against one of your spells. <br/><br/><strong>Succubus Bloodline</strong><br/><strong>Fiendish Resilience:</strong> As magic flows through your body, it causes physical traits of your infernal ancestors to emerge. At 1st level, your hit point maximum increases by 1 and increases by 1 again whenever you gain a level in this class. Additionally, parts of your skin are covered by a thin sheen of scales. When you aren’t wearing armor, your AC equals 13 + your Dexterity modifier.<br/><strong>Fiendish Ancestor:</strong> Your ancestry allows you to read, write, and speak infernal. Additionally, whenever you make a Charisma check when interacting with fiends, your proficiency bonus is doubled if it applies to the check. Chosen damage type: Copper (Acid). <br/><br/><strong>Magic Items</strong><br/><strong>Goggles of Night</strong> Grants Darkvision up to 60 feet.<br/><strong>Courtesan's Cockring</strong> A black iron cockring that never tarnishes. <br/><strong>Stranger's Cockring</strong> Grants advantage on sexual constitution saving throws. <br/><br/></div></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://im1.ibsearch.xxx/7/d8/cf3e6117a685a1d836b1aede0d3d0.png)</div>Ysolde "Black Serpent" Ardrada<br/>AC 14(natural armor) HP 23/23<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div style="text-align: left;">Prestidigitation, Acid Splash, Mage Hand, Message<br/>4/4: Charm Person, Disguise Self, Magic Cumshot<br/>2/2: Enlarge/Reduce </div></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Inventory</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div style="text-align: left;">Manacles<br/>Courtesan's Cockring, Stranger's Cockring, Goggles of Night, Obsidian Butt Plug (Arcane Focus), Fine Dress, Ruby Choker<br/></div></div></div><hr/><br/>"In my defense, the Duchess made no effort to resist," Ysolde said in a frazzled state as she was drug to a cell in the oubliette of the port of Kinlith. "I am the victim in all of this, you must see it. Why should I be punished for the Duchess's perversions? I was merely trying to please one of my betters, as any good servant would." Ysolde fluttered her eyes to the guardsman at her left with the trained expertise of a true silver-tongued witch, but it seemed to bear little effect. At least none that she could see in the eye slits of the guard's thick helm.<br/><br/>"Shut your mouth whore or we'll shove somethin' in it to keep it quiet," one of the men said, flanged behind their helmet. Ysolde's eyes glinted as her mouth curled into a grin.<br/><br/>"Well why didn't you say so from the start? Slip out of this armor and I'd be happy to provide this service for you... granted you let me go," the ebony seductress cooed. The proposition jolted both men as they stopped for a moment.<br/><br/>"She fuckin' serious?" one asked the other. "I'd rather fuck a pig than get me cock sucked by some monstrosity like this one," the other responded and gave Ysolde a hard shove forward.<br/><br/>"Well that's just rude," Ysolde whispered under her breath as they reached a cell that was darkly lit. The only light provided was a few sparse rays of sunshine piercing through from open bars that were 10 feet and at street level of the most underground prison block she found herself in. Ysolde had been in a few prisons in her life, but never underground. It would present a new, and interesting challenge to break out of. The door opened and they drug her within. Inside there was already another present, a beautiful, fit looking lass with vibrant pink hair and fair skin. She was mostly naked, like Ysolde, and curled up into herself with both hands manacled behind her back and attached to the wall behind. The room smell of sweat, death, and piss. It was almost charming in it's way. The guards forced Ysolde to her ass and manacled her to the wall as well. She kept her mouth shut until they'd left, locking the cell door behind and waiting for their footsteps to fade away into the distance.<br/><br/>"Hm. Not the nicest place I've been in," Ysolde chuckled to herself, her fingers already beginning to fidget with the manacles placed over her wrists. She was a tanned, olive beauty with skin the color of wet sand that had a certain sheen and glow to it, even in dark lighting. She had fetching amethyst eyes and black hair, soft plump lips and a delicious hourglass figure. She wore a fine dress of white and blue with a tight-fitting corset over the top and a straight skirt below that fell to her knees and was quickly becoming dirty and wet on the cell floor. She wore finely tailored, expensive looking boots and a distinctive pair of strange glasses or goggles with this black rimming around them on her forehead. With her legs splayed out in front and her dress covering her, it was easy to conceal the long, thick, ebony beast that lurked underneath, already twitching at the sight of the disheveled beauty she shared a cell with.<br/><br/>"Ysolde, wonderful to meet you. And you are?" Ysolde smiled and said, cocking her eyebrow up even as her nails finally got position on the keyhole and she attempted to break herself free.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Ysolde Sleight of Hand (lockpicking) Check</div><div class="spoiler_body">13+2=15 Success</div></div><br/>A second after Ysolde asked her question, the room echoed with a series of clicking sounds as the dusken beauty was able to spring free of her manacles. She pulled her freed hands up and smiled at her cellmate, rubbing at the wrists. "Too easy," she muttered and grinned.