<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/vS4Yyv9.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><del>Serana Strode</del>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2697354) Josephine<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Age:</strong>19<br/><strong>Class:</strong>lv.3 Artificer<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Freeman<br/><hr/><strong>HP:</strong>24/24 -<strong>AC:</strong>18 -<strong>Initiative:</strong>1 -<strong>Passive Perception:</strong>14<br/><strong>Infusions: </strong>Bag of Holding, Enhanced Defense -<strong>Arcane Armor:</strong>Infiltrator -<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">lv.1 3/3<br/>-Magic Missile<br/>-Thunderwave<br/>-Cure Wounds<br/>-Disguise Self<br/>-Identify<br/>-Purify Food and Drink<br/>-Jim's Magic Missile (free cast per long rest 1/1)<br/>-Hex (free cast per long rest 1/1)<br/>-Misty Step (free cast per long rest 1/1)</div></div><br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Serana bit her lip at Ionli's comment, "Y-Yeah, it was quite the pretty dress wasn't it?" she murmured softly, though she knew what the knightess had actually meant. She could feel her skin burn under Ionli's gaze, goosebumps and tingles felt across her whole body. Though despite that, or perhaps because of it, the Princess couldn't bring herself to cover up, her arms staying at her sides so the aasimar could take in every glistening detail. She didn't quite understand why, but she wanted her to look, to stare, to take in and appreciate every detail.<br/><br/>Holding her breath and clasping her hands behind her back, Serana took a few steps forward, closing the gap between her and Ionli, "Sorry, I didn't realize the changing room would be so small and crowded" she said, a rather blatant lie considering the room was almost luxuriously spacious, "Maybe we should try getting some measurements before picking out a new dress? Though I'm not exactly sure how. I guess my handmaidens and tailors used to just go by...feel..." she said, another lie. Bashful eyes flicked up and down, unable to hold Ionli's gaze for too long. It seemed the Princess was perhaps trying to seduce her, but had no clue how to go about it aside from the vaguest insinuations, "Do you happen to know how to measure like that?...by feel I mean..."