"Hmmph. How did a<em>hero</em>get in here with weapons, I wonder? No matter...you obviously don't run into many magi." The woman harumphed, pulling out some leather and spinning the elf around to tie her arms behind her back. Once done with that, she opened Naael's pack, speaking again. "Let's see what you've got here, hmm? Ooh...actual food! Wonderful! I'll take that. And let's see about these potions..."<br/><br/>The woman carefully examined the potions, making certain that Naael wasn't going to be fully recovered anytime soon. She grabbed her staff and twirled it as she nodded, looking at each potion in turn. Then she focused on the elf, beginning to smile. "Oh, I do believe that you'll be delicious. I haven't run into an elven hero in...a while, hmm? Most of them are downtrodden and half-broken by the time I get to them. You, on the other hand..."<br/><br/>The human began to tear the armor from Naael's body, asking, as she did so. "Do you know what the potions do? I'm guessing not, looking at you. Probably just found them...no matter. I'll<em>show</em>you. Let's see...red, blue, or purple? Decisions, decisions..."<br/><br/>Touching the staff against Naael's wet sex, the human nodded, smiling as she released a pulse of pleasurable energy into it. "I think blue...it'll clear your mind<em>just</em>enough to be useful. Now, drink up!"<br/><br/>Lavrina held the vial to Naael's lips, and forced it down her throat, the liquid tasting like blueberries. Blueberries that cleared her mind briefly, before hitting her with a massive wave of arousal that had her body begging for<em>something</em>to enter it. At which point the woman asked, her staff still down below, almost tantalizingly close to penetrating her. "Now, who are you, and what are you doing here?"