<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/gV1PYM5.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 -<strong>Inspiration:</strong>1<br/><strong>Infusions: </strong>Bag of Holding, Goggles of Night -<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 2/3<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/>"Yeah...definitely not..." she murmured, feeling downright stupid about letting her cover slip. Considering how important her quest was she really had to stop making so many mistakes. Though perhaps this was all part of the learning process? For her sake she hoped so.<br/><br/>Suddenly the Princess finds herself the juicy meat in a naked girl sandwich, pinned from both sides by beautiful women. She couldn't help but chuckle a bit, thinking just how jealous certain people would be of her position, particularly amongst their party, and that touch of humor helped her relax and enjoy Ionli's deft hands. The Princess's skin was as smooth as silk, the result of all the pampering one would expect for a royal. Were it not for the suit Serana really wouldn't be built for her current work at all, all the more reason to appreciate it. However while her skin was soft, the muscle underneath was tense, the result of hours upon hours of work, and overwork to be frank.<br/><br/>Serana started to melt away like butter beneath Ionli's strong hands, to the point where she actually started to swoon a little, "haah..." she lightly gasped when the Ionli's hands were joined by Mephis's, the feeling of four hands working her body at once making her tense up at first, but quickly relax again. No matter how anxious and nervous as it made her feel, her body could do nothing but submit and melt into their combined touch, "Mmmmn..." a little mewled escaped her lips, "I-I understand...though perhaps a favored owed at the very least..." she offered Ionli, wanting to feel like she had at least provided something in the way of compensation, for her own ease of mind if nothing else.<br/><br/>"O-ofcourse...after all of this I feel as though I could trust you b-oooth..." she sighed, as both Ionli and Mephis grazed sensitive spots at the same time, sending a shiver up her spine and quivers through her thighs. It was definitely a unique predicament. Who else could claim to be touched by an aasimar and a dhampir at the same time? It was like the proverbial angel and devil on one's shoulders, except they didn't limit themselves to just those parts of her body, "N-naughty?" she stammered, "what do you mean?" she asked, unfamiliar with the kinds of implications she was making, though as before she started piecing it together rather quickly.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry...I know I just said I trust you both...but I'm not sure I'm in the right...<em>state of mind</em>, to explain everything properly..." she said, panting, her voice nearly dripping with ununderstood arousal. The two women were making her feel almost achingly horny, yet the Princess didn't really know what "horny" even was, so it was impossible to give form to what she was feeling. All she knew was that she felt hot and hazy, and it was difficult to focus on anything beside the warm water, the soft bodies, and the slender hands touching her all over.