Oriana trailed after her companions, slowed slightly by her complete inability to navigate anything that didn't resemble a crowded city street, and the fact that she kept glancing back over her shoulder. She was concerned for the bandit woman (no matter how unpleasant she might be,) that was all. She was definitely<em>not</em>experiencing a little pang of jealousy. Maybe she should go back, Lydia had volunteered to go accompany Adelise after all...<br/><br/>But then the half-elf's voice reached her, and she shook off the troublesome thoughts, picking up the pace when she finally stumbled across the trail the other girls' horses had left.<br/><br/>Before long she came to the edge of the woods, where the river cut through the sea of trees. Her lovely companions were down by the shore, already in the process of shedding their armor and clothing. Closing her eyes, the fey-blooded caster let her head fall back and took in a deep, slow breath, basking in the welcoming atmosphere of nature. It was almost shocking how much more at home she felt in the the middle of this probably-cursed wilderness than she ever had anywhere else. The scent of the mist and strange, wild flora, the song of the birds, the distant crash of more turbulent stretches of the river seemed to tug at something deep inside her, a part of her soul that had felt bound and gagged in the twisting stone walls of the city, and now screamed for her to embrace the world around her. She opened her eyes though, banishing the strange impuse, and grinned lasciviously when she saw her companions had finished undressing, and were standing quite close. Her own coverings were shed quickly, a simple skirt, tunic and bodice easier to remove than even the lightest armor.<br/><br/>Naked as the day is long, she emerged from the trees and walked towards the girls. "<strong>Aww, getting started without me?</strong>" She asked coyly as she approached, a faint pink blush on her cheeks though she moved with no sign of shame. She was rather petite compared to the knight and the huntress, but her body was lean and fit, with a few rather impressive curves atop her small frame.<br/><br/>There was a mischievous glint in in her eyes as she nodded, "<strong>I think Lydia is quite right, let's get off this shore and get you nice and wet, shall we?</strong>" There was no hint of innuendo in her words, but given how brashly the young sorceress had been flirting with all three of them since the day the company had met, it was hard to believe that she wasn't aware of just what she was saying. Taking one of her companions hands in each of her own she turned and pulled them gently towards the water.