<div class="floatright">(https://i.postimg.cc/Hxbs0grj/Slave-Kumina3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Delaiah (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1864224)<br/><strong>Female, Alluran, Healer 9</strong><br/><strong>AC: 27 HP: 73/73</strong><br/><strong>Conditions: </strong>Endure Elements (natural), DR3/-<br/><hr/><br/><strong>Delaiah</strong>followed<strong>Mirodas</strong>meekly, when she pulled her lash.<strong>"Master, Binding me to ones familiar, might seem an good for an mortal, but there will be conditions you might have not thought of. More of, I am your slave, not your familiar. Your companion"</strong>she looked at the angel in human disguise<strong>"seems to be under some sort of... condition, and by that, I am sure, that I do not think we should soul bond. If you let your companion dable some herbs or alchemical substances to cause that.. and make no efforts to help her out.. we might see the world differently master. And as an slave, I do not own name, unless given by you. And I do not think you will name me neighter, as you have not named her."</strong><br/><br/>She kept her emotions checked, but the craving that was oozing out from the angel, was starting to have an effect on her aswell.<br/>