Post<br/><br/>Selariel shifts uneasily as she feels the man rake his cold gaze over her lithe form, knees pressed together and one arm cupped over her breasts. Even though the man before her has likely seen everything of her body already, Selariel still feels the need to keep herself modest before him. The bashful young elf has scarcely ever been naked before a man like this before and in her mind she wonders what sort of repayment he hopes to get from her. Already she feels nothing like the confident, brash sorceress who had set out from home a week earlier, eager to prove herself to the male-dominated Wizard guilds who scorned her and her in-born Magic.<br/><br/>Still, this man had saved her and that did deserve her gratitude. "Thank you for your help, kind sir," she says in her best Common, bowing slightly (which lets him see all the way down the valley of her breasts). "I was waylaid on my journey and lost my garments and my equipment. I'm grateful that you saved me from any harm."<br/><br/>She tosses her golden hair behind her back, squares her shoulders and draws herself to her full height, intending to look as confident as she can, a gesture that also thrusts her perky tits out at him. Her right nipple inadvertently slips out from behind slightly parted fingers. "I'm a sorceress and once I retrieve my clothing and my gear, I'll do my best to repay you for your kindness," she finishes with a charming smile, completely unaware of the lewd show she is putting on. "If there is anything my magic can do for you I'll be glad to oblige and if not, I give you my word that I'll repay my debt as soon as I've earned some money."<br/><br/>