<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=263071.msg13050341#msg13050341">Quote from: Kathyan on 16-03-2017, 03:28:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div style="text-align: right;">Abigail                                             (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1143765)</div><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9d/Druid.png)</div><br/>It had been a while ago that she had to go inside of the room where she would be asked some questions, simple questions they would appear to be but while she was under the guise of an elf, she was still very naive and she thought she would have to answers as truthfully as she could, "e-eight feet and two inches high" she answered nervously "and 260 pounds" it was clear by her attitude that she was not lying so the fact that she hid her real appearance became obvious. Is it required that I show my real self to you or to others here she asked shyly as the questionnaire continued.<br/><br/>"A partner? n-no I dont have one" Abigail quickly became anxious as the man continued inquiring about personal stuff "Y-yes I'm a v-virgin" she answered, fully blushing on her current fair skinned elf face, she felt that she definitively needed a strong drink to calm down a bit as she began to discreetly touch herself under her skirt beneath the table. "W-why am I here, I-I have a destiny to fulfill and it seems it drags me to this island"<br/><br/>After receiving the floating eye she quickly proceeds to leave the room and then stays away from everyone until she reaches the camp.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The nobleman froze as what appeared to be an elf claimed to be of such a height and weight, his eyes immediately turning to her from his paper. His stare trying see through her disguise, his gaze scanning every detail of her figure he could see above the table. His eyes even lingering on to her bosom to a noticeable extent.<br/><br/>As the ship docks and the adventurers make land fall, a pair approaches you. A tall male brass Dragonborn, and an female Elf with a hawk perched on her shoulder, as the captain explains the inns and the gate of the camp. The elf with a smile on her face, "You look like you could use a companion or two on this island."