"Oh yeah, thanks a lot Max." Urianus smiles and pats the barbarian on the back. The tingling in his pants is dissapearing and they can now get on their own way. "That wasn't so bad, wasn't it? I know it was but a begging of what dangers could await us." He says, clearing sweat from his temple. Then his eyes catch the sight of Aelin, standing naked displaying all the stunning, breath-taking... things. Her custom outfit lied discarded around, straps and buckles unfastened every each of... But at the moment the cleric's sight was affixed on two nipples, and he wouldn't really take it off willingly. "Wow, Aelin, Gods given you a body to die for..."