<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/NxaLBd2.jpg)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Clothes</div><div class="spoiler_body">Crop top and skirt combo: <br/>(https://i.imgur.com/mQzMyIZ.jpg) </div></div></div><strong>Angelique (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1720332)</strong><br/><em>Aasimar Sorcerer: Divine Soul 3 NG<br/>Health: 24/24, Sorcerer Points: 5/5, AC: 12</em><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">combat rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Nothing at moment<br/></div></div><hr/><br/>Angelique sighed in relief as they stopped for a short rest and accepted the strip of meat from Gurlove, keeping her face neutral as she a small bite from the salted meat.  "So, we mainly have to avoid getting lost and pissing off the local wildlife."  She asked after she swallowed the piece of meat, tamping down her instinct to grimace at the taste of the salted meat.  She wasn't going to complain, Gurlove had paid for all the food and last night she hadn't seen the goblins quick enough to keep them from stealing a lot of their food.  She wiggled her toes in her soft walking boots as she took another small bite of meat.<br/><br/>Arching an eyebrow at Gurlove's thought, "Umm...well...yeah, ummm...you umm.spurt a lot out," the busty brunette aasimar flushed in embarrassment.  The half-orc wasn't wrong, she only had a small breakfast after swallowing a load of Gurlove's thick, delicious shecum, but it wouldn't replace a meal in the long term.  "And umm... while.. I...love..taste, umm... can't.. replace... eating... in. long term," Angelique said and sorta asked her green skinned companion.<br/><br/>She wasn't sure about that, but she had never heard about shecum being nutritutist. Of course in Heaven,that was really never a factor, everyone had plenty of food all of the time.  And things might be different on this Prime Material Plane, every PMP was different.  This could be annoying, because if you visited different PMP's you had to learn the rules of each one.  She cocked her head over toward Gurlove to see if the half-orc had any enlightening thoughts about that.  But surely it couldn't be true, nothing she had read had ever suggested such a thing.  Although she wouldn't mind if she could, it would certainly taste better than the salted meat.