<div class="floatright">(https://i.ibb.co/5kBrt8r/Hera-the-White.png)<br/></div><strong>Name</strong>: Hera the White (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=349604.msg16433393#msg16433393 date=1679604557)<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 19/23<strong>Armor</strong>: 1<strong>XP</strong>: 3/8<br/><strong>Stats</strong>:  STR 16 (+2) DEX 13 (+1) CON 15 (+1) INT 9 (+0) WIS 12 (0) CHA 8 (-1)<br/><strong>Load</strong>: 8/14<br/><strong>Effects</strong>: Nude!<br/><hr/><br/>This time Hera’s blush becomes a fiery red that across her neck and cheeks. She swallowed no goo. She had done what seemed the natural thing to do. Conquest, sexual or otherwise had been part of her culture since the mountains were young. She redoubled her frown, turning away.<br/><br/>“Make what excuses you like, I shall not. I am Hera the White, and I feed my appetites as I wish.” She regretted the words immediately, feeling the sudden need to escape before she said anything else and ruined everything. She didn’t fear the unknown, in fact, she relished the coming challenges. Battle, adventure, danger, these were meat and mead for the pale warrioress. But having to speak more than three words together to the beautiful (and very scantily clad, she had to remember to ignore that fact) fighter was terrifying.<br/><br/>She moved forward, hoping she’d not made such a fool of herself that she’d end up going off alone.