<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/TSa6gXh.png)</div><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Pavillni Tenderfoot</strong></span><hr/><br/>The poor gnomish woman did not expect so many to immediately jump to her aide when asked. Even the strange naked elf girl was willing to help, and the giant of a man that first stepped up looked to be quite dependable...then the Cleric stepped up. It was all so overwhelming to her she barely had to time to process the nearly nude Teifling sweeping her into her amrs and carrying her near the fire. filled with a mixture of emotions, both uncertainly, desperation and fear, and now finally a budgening sense of hope for her village the gnomish woman burred her face in Tallianni's impressive cleavage and just cried for a few moments, letting the fire wamr her up as she clutched the larger woman.<br/><br/>Eventually she calmed down and pulled her head from Tallianni's breasts. "Thank you....I..." her stomach growled, hard...all that running, all that crying. even the rush of warmth she had felt from the satyrs spell did nothing to ease the pain her stomach now felt. "...I'm Pavillni Tenderfoot...my village is stricken with disease and ...well we need someone to fetch something that might help." she placed a hand on her stomach as it growled again."...also, I think I need some food before I faint."