<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Q0l9yVo.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, Enhanced Defense  -<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 3/3<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/>Serana let out a sigh as Ionli seemed to recover well enough, rubbing a hand up and down her back as she explained her situation, "That sounds..."<em>awful</em>,<em>terrifying</em>,<em>traumatic</em>?, "...really hard..." she settled on, "Don't worry, we'll make sure to watch over you whenever you have an episode" she said, worried about what might happen if she had one of these episodes at a dangerous moment.<br/><br/>Looking back at Muula the Princess once again froze as she saw the fat-cocked cow slurping up her own cum. At that moment something seemed to break, as if she could hear glass cracking inside her own head. It was almost like her brain realized such sights would become so common that this level of reaction would only be harmful to her psyche. Was this what being desensitized felt like? "You know, a couple days ago this would have been the single most disturbing thing I've ever seen. Now it's not even in the top 3, and I find that very upsetting..." she lamented in a concerningly flat tone.<br/><br/>However before she could linger on just how quickly she had lost her innocent view of the world, she overheard something Lord Balebrook had muttered to Mephis, "Torment...?" she muttered under her breath. She looked over at Mephis, putting together what their sponsor had said. Without a word Serana rose up, fished her arm cannon out of the pearly muck, and attached it back onto her suit with a satisfying click. She walked up to Lord Balebrook, the extra height from her suit allowing her to tower over him, "Lord Balebrook..." she said, "Allow me to make one thing very clear" she said, pointing over to Mephis, "The only reason you are alive right now is because if you were killed she would die too. If not for that I would have shot you down the moment we first met for the blasphemous affront you take part in." she said coldly, "But also understand this, the fact I can't kill you doesn't mean I can't make you suffer. And any abuse you inflict upon Mephis will be returned upon you ten fold. Your "torment" will<em>not</em>continue in my presence. So undo whatever you've done to her..." she said, the barrel of her cannon starting to glow, and though she didn't point it at him directly, there was a very clear "or else" attached to her statement, "<strong>Now</strong>"