Miranda Bradley (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=904699)<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/FujinAkari/13a28594a8a7faffb905ebfe050bbdc3_zpsgaadhado.jpg)</div><br/><em>Miranda let out a slight chuckle at the slight awkwardness of the orcish goblinoid lizardfolkian... well... WHATEVER he was.  Then she frowned.  What had he been using his strength for if he was so unsure how to handle being given those rights duly his?  He was actually the sort of person that had allowed those such as the Drowess to grow so conceited... so used to commanding those who, by all rights, had the physicality and the discipline to be lords of their so-called betters.</em><br/><br/>"Oh no... I of course have armor, but just what sort of entrance could I truly be expected to make all wrapped in metal?  Not to mention this being a place where my physical safety is already a guarantee.  As I said earlier... I am more than happy to change into something else if you'd like it better... that goes for the Armor too..."<br/><br/><em>Turning to the Drowess, Miranda made a slight face as the woman lectured her... <span class="bbc_u">her</span> about how there was more than one type of strength.  It was a claim she had heard before and clearly against the teaching of The Forceful Hand.  Her smile didn't falter though, for she knew she was representing the church to a massive audience, smoothly turning her head to follow the Drowess' progress as the woman walked past her in order to possessively examine Ogzi</em>"Those who can, take.  Those who cannot, coerce.  It is, of course, laudable that you have found a way to get b-"<em>Her oh-so-polished and practice response was abruptly cut off as she felt a very firm hand slap her soundly across the ass, eliciting a shocked squeek and sending her leaping forward in surprise- right into Menzoza.  <br/><br/>What happened next was a very confusing sequence of seconds.  First, Miranda felt firm and very uncomfortable impressions along her stomach and breasts as she collided with the gaudy armor the Drowess draped about her shoulders.  As soon as her feet hit the floor, Miranda immediately backpedaled and managed to both successfully disentangle herself from Menzoza's armor while also losing her footing and falling backwards, ending up in a relative heap shortly off to Menzoza's left.<br/><br/>Blinking several times, Miranda looked pointedly away from the Drowess and quickly zero'ed in on the cat.</em>"Tha- tha-  That was you!  You're not supposed to punish me until I misbehav-"<em>Color flooded the priestess' cheeks as she cut herself off in mid-objection.  Damn it.  She had been doing so well too!</em>