"Hmmf." The woman mused, circling around Naael speculatively, her eyes narrowed. And then she spoke again. "The spell that I must weave to allow you to enter...while equipped must be anchored within you. Thus the tattoo. It will project an aura of corruption around you, to make you appear to be a Hunter to the Guardians of the Labrynth. Otherwise, you'll be considered a<em>Contestant</em>, and cast naked into a concentration of Hunters. Your own purity will slowly allow you to reject the aura, allowing you to reject it in two weeks time, approximately. In addition, though, you can use the aura to absorb punishment beyond what you normally might, while it will also lower your inhibitions slightly.<br/><br/>"However, there is a danger." The woman stepped closer and looked Naael in the eye, a finger planting firmly between the elf's breasts. "If you come in contact with corruption, whether in beings or in places, they can strengthen the spell, while weakening your own purity. It would take a significant amount of corruption to do so, a<em>very</em>significant amount, but if it does enough, it will not only extend the effect of the tattoo and spell, but it would make it<em>permanent.</em>I want you to understand this<em>now</em>, girl."