<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><br/><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: 15</em><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">combat rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Initiative: At 2019-09-29 12:59:41, Angelique (uid: 61168) rolls: 1d20m2 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=139906)<br/>Effects: Mage Armor  (8 hrs)<br/>Action: none<br/>Bonus: none<br/>Move: none<br/></div></div><hr/><br/>Just as Gurlove was about to respond to the aasimar's questions, a tall, pretty dragonborn monk opened the gate and answered Angelique's questions directly.  As Mother Zofyassa mentioned the protection spells, the aasimar sorceress looked at the gates as the two passed under the arch and she noticed the arcane runes inscribed into the arches and as they crossed to the other side and the brunette looked down the walls, the inside of the walls were inscribed with arcane runes as well.<br/><br/>'Thank you for letting us rest here, Mother Zofyassa,"  Angelique thanked the tall, pretty dragonborn as they walked toward the dining hall, where the sounds of people gathering and eating could be heard coming out of the building.  "I am very curious, how did you know we were outside of the gate?"  Angelique was a very curious person, especially about the outside world.  The monastery complex felt very familiar to her, having been raised in a religious complex herself, even if this place followed another belief.<br/><br/>As they entered the dining hall, the saw at least a dozen other women sitting around tables, talking with each other as they look up to see who the Mother had brought into the dining hall with them.  Angelique's eyes widen as she noticed that while some of the nuns were eating normal, at the same time, several of the nuns were on their knees and bobbing their heads up and down, swallowing the huge shecocks of the women who were eating normally.  She unconsciously licked her lips as she remembered the taste of Gurlove's thick, gooey, salty/sweet shecum as it flooded her mouth, throat and belly.  There was even another half-orc feeding her shecum into an elf's mouth and throat.  From her readings of prime material planes, the two species were supposed to be enemies, but that obviously wasn't always the case.   She looked over at Gurlove to see if her lover was seeing the same thing she was.