<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/>Having "Josephine's" support helped Ionli get through her confession, the aasimar truly grateful for it while she poured out everything she'd hid for years to the group.  She hadn't told anyone but Mephis the whole truth until now and, strangely, it felt liberating to have it out in the open for once.<br/><br/>"Thank you so much," she said in heartfelt gratitude when the others offered words of support, even the Lord Balebrook assuring her he didn't want her sent away, just that he'd have to ensure they wouldn't enter into any areas under the First Chair's influence to avoid any problems in the future.  That the First Chair's reputation was so poor didn't surprise the cleric one bit, of course.  Muula despite being in need of relief, also shared some odd things about her past.  Pathfinder?  Dungeons and dragons?  What about them?  Games?  Best not to think about it too much, honestly.<br/><br/>What truly helped the auburn haired young woman, however, was when "Josephine" decided to express her care for Ionli in a more physical way, combing out her hair and massaging scented oil into her scalp.  Slowly she relaxed into it, eyes drifting closed and soft little pleased sounds escaping her as she enjoyed the attention, even leaning back into the armored woman a bit as she simply felt like all her worries were melting away thanks to her friend's efforts.  She didn't mind that the princess in disguise used elements of her past to help sell the backstory the blonde human had come up with, the cleric actually smiling as she thought it helped connect them further, in a way.<br/><br/>"Thank you, Josephine," she murmured quietly, remembering to use the name of the artificer's assumed identity.  "Mmmm, if that helmet wasn't in the way I'd be tempted to kiss you."  She was quite serious about this.  "I felt so awful and stressed after that stupid lie I tried to tell, but now it's almost like I can feel it all just melting away."  She felt completely at ease now, the gentle touch of "Josephine's" fingers through her hair and against her scalp feeling quite nice indeed.  It reminded her a bit of when her mother would wash her hair while she was still just a girl.  "You're really very kind."<br/><br/>As for Mephis, she'd hear in her mind a response from the aasimar as well.<em>I'm sorry for trying to lie to the Lord Balebrook, especially when I didn't have to.  I panicked and just fell back on old habits.</em>