<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/clr5x6j.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><del>Serana Strode</del>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2697354) Josephine<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Age:</strong>19<br/><strong>Class:</strong>lv.3 Artificer<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Adventurer<br/><hr/><strong>HP:</strong>24/24 -<strong>AC:</strong>18 -<strong>Initiative:</strong>1 -<strong>Passive Perception:</strong>14<br/><strong>Infusions: </strong>Bag of Holding, Goggles of Night -<strong>Arcane Armor:</strong>Infiltrator -<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">lv.1 2/3<br/>-Magic Missile<br/>-Thunderwave<br/>-Cure Wounds<br/>-Catapult<br/>-Identify<br/>-Purify Food and Drink<br/>-Jim's Magic Missile (free cast per long rest 0/1)<br/>-Hex (free cast per long rest 0/1)<br/>-Misty Step (free cast per long rest 1/1)</div></div><br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>"No it's fine!" she quickly blurted out when Mephis pulled away and apologized, "I mean...er, I'm not, like,<em>offended</em>by it or anything" she said, feeling the need to clarify that for whatever reason. Her people were not so tolerant of people like Mephis, those who were tainted by corruption, no matter how large or small. The thing that had been poking her was more than enough to make her a pariah in parts of her kingdom, even if she was a noble. Her father, however, had tried to teach her to be more tolerant than that, even if some of those old biases still slipped through sometimes. Though even beyond that Mephis was special. Her eyes fell upon the divine brand on the other woman's hand. Mephis was a marked hero, an inheritor of the Three Heroes' legacy. Her body, even with it's corruption, was sacred. It reminded her that even though Serana was a Princess, Mephis herself was a being of pure divinity. Neither of them were currently embodying their proper stations, and the fact that Serana held higher status than Mephis, a free woman vs. a slave, was blasphemous in it's own right. While slavery was already vile to begin with, the fact that Mephis bore the divine brand made her status as a slave all the more unacceptable.<br/><br/>"Ah, I understand. Well, from what little I know of the topic I understand it can't really be controlled" she agreed with a blush, picking up on the compliment threaded into Mephis's explanation. The girl thought she was beautiful? So much so that it made her...<em>react</em>...Serana was not completely naïve or overly self conscious, she knew she was beautiful, and had a body that stoked desire within men, but Mephis wasn't really a man...even if she did borrow some parts. She had never really thought of women being attracted to her, or being attracted to them in turn, but...well...one couldn't ignore the<em>convincing evidence</em>the dhampir was trying to cover up at the moment.<br/><br/>When Mephis suggested taking a break Serana looked back to the pieces of her project. She picked up her hammer again, and only now was consciously aware of how much heavier it felt than when she had started. As much as she'd love to keep working till her body gave out, maybe that was just foolish coping, "Hmmm, perhaps you're right" she said, putting down the hammer. At the mention of a bath Serana blushed, "Umm, well, usually I just use one of my suit functions to-"<br/><br/>Just then Muula came walking into the shop, probably one of the last people she would have expected honestly, "Heheh, yeah you're right. We'll need to be rested for the trip back" she agreed, though raised a brow when she mentioned one of the baths being clogged, not understanding what the minotaur was implying, "did something happen? perhaps I could try to fix it" she innocently suggested, her mind jumping back to work just like that. While the Muula's allusion had gone over the girl's head, her grazing stare mixed with the swelling of her monstrous cock had not, causing the Princess to blush, "Umm, yes, I think a bath would be good Mephis, for a...<em>private</em>conversation" she said, trying to find a way to excuse them from the lusty minotaur without seeming rude or pointed. Again, it wasn't that she shared her kingdom's hatred of monstrous races, but Muula very much intimidated her in a whole myriad of ways.