<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/i9andSB.jpg)</div><strong>Myra</strong>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2081205)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Western Ramp<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Any<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 52/52<strong>AC</strong>: 15<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: None<br/><hr/><br/>Myra rose as she had been told, only to be embraced by Jas. It was... merely physical contact. Not even that, due to all the clothes in the way. So why did it make her feel so strange. More of the effects from that woman. They hadn't ended when she was defeated, it seemed.<br/><br/>Meow came, then, speaking of punishment. That seemed perfectly reasonable to Myra. She had failed, came under the enemy's spell and placed their mission in danger. Of course, she should be punished. Punished for the first time, as her master said. Most things were first times for her, still, after all, and it was only proper, as her master, that he be the one to punish her.<br/><br/>Myra shook her head. "My consent isn't necessary, Master," she said. "I am yours. If you believe that I should be punished, by you or another, then I will submit to it, as is my duty."