<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6f/Irene66.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Sophia Peace-Bond (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1054749)<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 5 Female Human Barbarian</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>70<br/><strong>AC:</strong>14<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>+5<br/><strong>Temporary effects:</strong>Ward hex from Silvy<br/><hr/><br/>Every slight movement from Sresk drew a faint contented sigh from Sophia's lips, and she settled more deeply against her body, letting the smaller woman support her with her impressively powerful build. She could feel her friend breathing, in that slow, steady way that characterized all of her movements outside the frenzy of battle. There was something deep and sensual about the way Sresk moved, and it lulled her into a kind of haze, her world shrinking to centre on just the comforting body behind her. Her nipples were starting to harden by the time Sresk slipped her arm down her chest and around her stomach, as her body became sensitive to the Scaleheart's touch and nothing else.<br/><br/>"That's alright," she murmured. "You work and fight alongside her willingly, and that's all I can ask for now." She pointed towards Grim as he took up his watch position. "Grim is a good judge and a good guide. If she strays too deep into dark magic, Grim will pound some sense into her." She giggled at the thought. "We're going to need more men soon, or we're all going to end up bearing his children." Her fingers trailed along Sresk's hands where they rested on her stomach, which still showed the marks of past pregnancy that a learned eye might discern. "Do you ever think about that, Sresk? Children, a mate, a family?"