<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/73/Sumara2.jpg)</div>As the pair of Elves rode toward the shrine Atraea spoke more of her service to Eilistraee. Sumara listened intently as her new friend gave more details of her calling and mission in the goddesses service. The Drow rogue started to suspect that their meeting was something more than mere chance and perhaps the renegade Dark Elven goddess had a guiding hand in their encounter.<br/><br/><em>"She did not tell me you would be so beautiful though."</em><br/><br/>Atraea seemed immediately embarrassed by her confession and through the intimate touch of their cheeks Sumara could feel a flush of heat in the Wood Elven maiden's face. The priestess ducked her head and kicked her heels into the horses flanks, spurring it into a gallop. Whether it was the flame haired cleric's hint of deeper feelings than mere friendship or the friction caused by the steed's undulating body between her spread thighs or a combination of the two, Sumara felt a stirring of heat in her sex.<br/><br/>What would it be like the dark skinned rogue wondered, to have a relationship so different to those she had known in the underdark. Where dominance and mastery coloured every facet of her peoples interaction with one another. Her lowly standing in her former life had meant every intimacy she had previously had was always based upon submission, being little more than a pretty toy in the cruel hands of Lloth's priestesses.<br/>