<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f4/c9/3b/f4c93b6bf4ac42f7ef58b4186ddc4a86.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Level</strong>: 1</td><td><strong>Xp</strong>: 0/8</td><td><strong>Coin</strong>: 0</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Armor</strong>: 1</td><td><strong>HP</strong>: 27/27</td><td><strong>Load</strong>: 4/14</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Str</strong>: 16 (+2)</td><td><strong>Dex</strong>: 13 (+1)</td><td><strong>Con</strong>: 15 (+1)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Int</strong>: 8 (-1)</td><td><strong>Wis</strong>: 10 (+0)</td><td><strong>Cha</strong>: 9 (+0)</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Nin Nunrui (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318428.msg15339245#msg15339245)</span><br/><strong>Action:</strong>Falling into trough leads to one being soaked.<br/><hr/><br/>The shattering of wood and spraying of water leaves a completely soaked Nin pressed tight against and possibly partially inside Mazz's jell like form, the flailing of her pale legs hampered only by her attempts not to shred the pants tangled around her ankles. Her reaching hands manage to grope Mazz's hips several times before finding ground and letting her roll back onto her knees, head pulling free of the liquer slime's breasts with a gasp. "The hell ya been drinkin'?" Hands come up to scrape the slime smeared across her face even as she twists to the side and spits onto the ground several times. "Didn't think ya went after rotten drink Mazz." She does pause to stare down at her impromptu landing pad. "Ya alright? Didn't hurt yourself with the fall did ya?"<br/><br/>Staggering to her feet she shakes her head only to groan as her ginger locks slap wetly against her face. "Eugh. Hope the rest of my stuff's not soaked." The collapsing building just has her glancing at it before turning to stare blankly at the crowd. Shaking her head once more she frowns down at her drenched top, hands brushing water from it before with a huff she tries pulling her feet out of her pants. With a sigh she bends over, freckled rump waving in the air with every tug on soaked shoelaces. It takes her a bit of hopping on one foot before she frees herself of a boot and part of her pants, her other leg being pulled up once she straightens to shuck her other boot. Fully divested of her lower garments she drops the boots near a bit of unburning chunk of wood she stretches her pants out along it before pulling her pack off, a shake ensuring it's somewhat dry state. Setting it down she reaches behind her and pulls her tunic up, leaning forwards as the hem slides across the flexing muscles of her back and along her sodden locks. Settling her top on the wood chunk she turns around to face the crowd, arms crossing beneath her breasts and pressing the plump mounds up. Each freckled orb of jiggling flesh is capped by puffy areola that hide her nipples leaving just tiny seams. "Anyone know what the hell was up with those druggies that attacked? Like where the hell they came from?"<br/><br/>Without waiting for a reply she turns to dig into her pack, a scrap of cloth being yanked out and used to dry her hair, shoulders rolling with the motion while her violet eyes stare out at the crowd waiting on her answers.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/></div></div>