<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/4d/e5/41/4de541691d969762e565cf6cb8c8773a.jpg?b=t)</div>Amillia (https://ddb.ac/characters/14027060/mUk0hz)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Crow's Nest Hill<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Crow's Nest Hill Party<br/><strong>HP</strong>:18/18<strong>AC</strong>: 14<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: none ( save for a touch of sexual frustation )<br/><hr/><br/>Amillia was...well she was in some sort of mood, to say the least. She certainly wasn't wild about the idea of betting gang-raped by well-hung goblins within an inch of her sanity, but the only thing she didn't really like about that idea was the fact that goblins featured in the descriptor. Getting railed on until she couldn't remember her name and cum coated every inch of her outsides and insides sounded like a damn good day otherwise. Why the little buggers had to go and ruin all that fun with the enslaving collars and their general bad hygiene was beyond her. And she had to admit that having one of their primary magic casters and their biggest muscles both collared was worrying for their ability to keep this place well defended.<br/><br/>The fact that half of the surviving group was so sex maddened to help reinforce their temporary home was equally frustrating. She was the one used to slacking off in a sex filled haze. But since Rurik was busy working that drow and Asherah was just...in a total state, and her new fuck buddy tiefling was little better off. So she had to be one of the ones to focus on turning this collection of wreckage on a hill into something resembling fortifications. And that wasn't exactly easy work for a woman under 4-feet tall and not exactly much in the way of a heavy lifter.<br/><br/>She busied herself by gathering and organizing items she could hopefully fashion into traps and snars both for the gathering of food and setting up of defenses. SHe couldn't raise walls with any skill, but a hunter was still a hunter. She was also making a pile of bits and bobs that could hopefully be worked into more arrows. All things considered, she preferred to keep fun up close and personal and danger as far away as she could. She listened to the still panting sounds of Kayla and Asherah and grumbled. "I better find time to fuck in the near future or I swear to all the gods I'm just going to set this whole island on fire..."<br/><br/>getting tired of the sounds and smell of sex around her work area she elected to take a walk around their parameter, attempting to see if anything is approaching their location, though she is honestly to frustrated to give it adequate focus Result: 9 - 1 = 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138427)