<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/11PnP6B.jpg?1)<br/><em>Alice (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1792578)<br/>HP 10/15<br/>AC 15 FF 13 T 12<br/>CMD 11 FCMD 9<br/>Channel Energy 6/6<br/>Dazing Touch 6/6<br/>Sudden Shift 6/6<br/>Orisons: Detect Magic, Enhanced Diplomacy,<br/>Guidance, Light<br/>1st Lvl Spells: Cure Light Wounds<br/>Deadeye's Lore<br/>Detect Demon<br/>Protection from Evil</em></div><br/>Alice couldn’t help but miss the presence of her new friends, both the Wasp Queens and escapees from the gnoll’s gigantic fortress. But the optimistic side of her, no doubt enhanced from the succubus’ enchantments, assured the young half-elf that they may be able to meet again...particularly as a reward for good behavior from her new masters.<br/><br/>“Il’amatha, that’s a lovely name,” Alice said upon hearing it. She was of course aware of its less formal nickname among her human-touched kind, but as a priestess of Calistria she knew that such words were uttered by those who couldn’t fully appreciate such divine gifts...or as playful ribbing, depending on the intent said behind the words.<br/><br/>She joined her companions in stripping down and bathing, which felt downright heavenly when contrasted against the many days spent in the Abyssal wilds. “Uwaah, so warm and pleasant!”<br/><br/>Alice tried to read the room and see if there were any “servants of servants” among the bathhouse, whether the slaves were expected to clean themselves or would be served and attended by others. She didn’t mind either way, but figured to show some decorum as appropriate to the situation.<br/><br/>“We hail from the world of Golarion,” Alice answered Il’amatha. “Kyonin, specifically, one of its elven nations. Well, that’s for the three of us right here. The non-elves I’m not sure of; what I know for sure is that we all escaped from Yeenoghu’s Realm. And what of you? Where is your homeland?”