<div class="floatright">(https://s6.postimg.org/vmqg0brtd/Bunarai.jpg)(https://s6.postimg.org/d4ah1dh69/Leporex.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Moxephone and Lugo (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg13585753#msg13585753)<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Xia, Lauralan<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Leather armor, as shown<br/><strong>HP:</strong>21/21<br/><strong>Ammo:</strong>2<br/><hr/><br/>The giant ball of rope suspended in the middle of the corridor wiggled slightly. With the other targets beyond it's reach, the legion-in-relief seemed content to simply hold Lugo secure for the moment. Moxie stopped short of Lauralan, then took a step back, her brow creased in confusion. "I... what? What creature from the Anus?" She glanced back down the hall. "It's just Xia, Lugo and I, and none of us are from the Anus." Her blade had already been down by her side, but the tip crept upwards as the elf spoke, matched by a gradual narrowing of the endymian's eyes.<br/><br/>It took a moment for the full realization that Lauralan was responsible for the trap to percolate through her mind, but her instincts understood the haughty and threatening tone immediately. Her expression hardened into a dark mask of anger. "I see that I was mistaken. If it is an explanation you want, then have it. We are adventurers, exploring the Anus for reasons that are our own." She glanced to the side, checking on Xia. The tight ropes pushing into her skin sent a brief pulse of blood and heat into her swollen clit, but Moxie did her best to ignore it.<br/><br/>In the few moments she'd been speaking, Moxie's stance had shifted so that she now stood with her blade up and ready, poised to lunge the last few feet to the crouching elf at the slightest provocation.<br/><br/>"I accept that you are alone and frightened, so I will forgive your threats against my friend this<em>once</em>." Her voice was even but overly controlled, masking her emotions but not hiding their presence. "Destroying your barricade was an error of misunderstanding, as was, I assume, your magical attack against us. I would hope we could find mutual forgiveness and work together."<br/><br/>"However." The muscles in Moxie's jaw clenched as she bit back anger. "Should you bring harm to my companions, I promise only that your death will be quick. I advise you choose your next actions very carefully, as I do not<em>suffer </em>nor<em>make </em>threats<em>lightly</em>."