<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">Dress after it gets shredded:<br/>(https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/61Y0QIyS%2B3L._SY550_.jpg)</div></div></div><strong>Angelique (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1720332)</strong><br/><em>Aasimar Sorcerer: Divine Soul 3 NG</em><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Angelique didn't mess the amusement on her savior's face as she tried to keep herself covered up even as the tall, green skinned woman thrust out her own, huge, firm breasts.  She tilted her head slightly as she heard a strange laugh come out of the woman, partly a giggle but the gruffness of the half-orc's voice changing the giggle, it was cute in a strange way.<br/><br/>"Two Days??" Angelique frowned as that news was delivered to her, that was further than she hoped to be from a city upon arrival.  Unfortunately dimensional travel wasn't accurate unless you had some on the dimension helping.  Oh well, it couldn't be helped, but as Gurlove points out, she wasn't exactly dressed for travel anymore.  Not even her cloak survived, since it was the first thing to get shredded by the stupid beast.  The village was her best chance, especially with an escort to guide her.  "Yes please, I would be very appreciative if you could lead me to the village."  She nodded her head eagerly, she could also get new clothing there as well.  "Umm...let me gather the rest of my stuff."  She quickly gestured with one hand toward where she had started a campsite as she slowly walked over there.  Fortunately her soft soled hiking boots didn't get shredded, walking through fields without adequate footwear was rather difficult.<br/><br/>She gathered up her satchel and waterskin from the ground, her backpack with her rations were one of the first casualties.  She had thrown the backpack with food at the beast during the fight, hoping it would take the food and leave.  It hadn't taken the bait, just shredded the back and everything in it.  Her tent and bedroll were unusable as well.  she sighed as she looked over at Gurlove, "Can we raise the beast and kill it again?"  Then her eyes widen in dismay as she started looking around for her money pouch, "aaah... my money pouch! Where is it?  Can you help me look?"  She asked the half-orc as she bent over to search the ground, unknowingly waving her tight, exposed ass in Gurlove's face as her hands scrambled over the ground.