<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/RmGdP5A.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rylie<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Park -> Dungeon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Prepared Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body"><ul class="bbc_list"><li>0 lvl - Detect Magic</li><li>0 lvl - Mage Hand</li><li>0 lvl - Ray of Frost</li><li>1 lvl - Shocking Grasp</li><li>1 lvl - Shocking Grasp</li><li>1 lvl - Color Spray</li></ul></div></div><hr/><br/>When she finally saw what was going on she stiffened slightly--both her back and<em>some other</em>part of her.  She decided to pay attention to something other than Fireau's hand around Satomi's stiff cock, and not the sound of her lips sealing around that rod of flesh when her effort escalated all in the name of helping protect her from the upcoming adventure through the dungeon.<br/><br/>She wandered around the group during their libidinous activity, keeping herself interposed between the two on the bench and any others that might have been nearby enough to see them, in some--probably useless--attempt to give the two some measure of privacy.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>She stowed her case off to the side after retrieving Tsurugi, her hand gripping the hilt in an old, familiar way.  While hefting the blade onto her shoulder she quickly transformed herself into her "proper" adventuring outfit.  While Satomi's was skin tight, Rylie's was less an outfit than it was some kind of fetishist lingerie.  Of course on top of that the miniature skirt did extremely little to keep her cock hidden away.<br/><br/>"Orcs?" she wondered thoughtfully while taking a quick look around the lush forest and taking brief note of the tattered flag.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Perception 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=76265)</div></div>