<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/689220636480110605/1018905756562636900/pally_lady_2.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ionli (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=345576.msg16288973#msg16288973)<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Aasimar<br/><strong>Age:</strong>20<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Cleric<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Adventurer<br/><hr/>Ionli was grateful that the others were so willing to offer their support, telling herself she'd have to do her best to be worthy of their kindness, especially with Mephis using her magic to clean the gunk off.  While she still felt shaky, she was starting to recover from the sudden shock of the memories and she offered Thistle a smile to help reassure her.<br/><br/>"It's just something I have to deal with," she said to her, not wanting her to worry about it.  "I'll be fine."  Then things went from uncomfortable and awkward to tense and on the verge of becoming truly dangerous as "Josephine" reacted very, very poorly to the Lord Balebrook chastising Mephis.  The aasimar didn't know what to do.  The Lord Balebrook had no idea as to "Josephine's" true identity, his attempt to explain things serving to anger the princess further instead of calming the situation down.  It was only via the intervention of Mephis herself that stopped things from escalating to true violence, the cleric blushing a bit when the half elf kissed the blonde woman in quite the intense looking kiss.  A kiss that "Josephine" obviously enjoyed quite a bit.<br/><br/>"This is so<em>wrong</em>," the auburn haired young woman groaned when the door slammed shut behind the artificer, letting her head fall forward to rest against her knees once more.  "We shouldn't be fighting each other."  She grit her teeth and cursed her own inaction, having been hesitant to touch Muula's mess again.  "Damn it!"  She sprang up, flinching as she stepped down into the muck, and dashed out after her comrade.  "Josephine!"  She called after her, chasing the human down.  "Josephine, please, wait!"