<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/TbUYmnR.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Sister Victoria</strong></span>,Female Aasimar Rogue 3/Inquisitor 4 (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2283527)<br/><hr/><strong>HP </strong>42/42 -<strong>Non Lethal</strong>4 -<strong>AC</strong>23, touch 15, flat-footed 18 -<strong>Perception</strong>14 -<strong>Spells</strong>lv.1: 0/4 lv.2: 0/2<br/><strong>Curses:</strong>Improved Orgasms, Stretchy, Slut Curse, Bioluminescence (appearance 16)<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: all<br/><strong>Conditions</strong>:  Crown of Swords uses: 6/10<br/><strong>Actions</strong>: Take strapless top/mini skirt outfit, return N'dara's items<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">burrowed items</div><div class="spoiler_body">Misc- Masterwork rapier, magic kukiri<br/><br/>N'dara- thieves tools, skeleton keys, pearl of power, acid, alchemist fire, tanglefoot bag, thunder stone, grappling hook</div></div><hr/><br/>Victoria scrunched her nose at the assortment of garments they managed to scrounge up. Of course a simple dress was too much to ask for. The warrior nun pensively shifted through the different outfits. In a vacuum they were already skimpy and lewd in their own ways, but when compared Victoria's more conservative robes they looked utterly shameless.<br/><br/>With a small sigh she picked one that was at least somewhat reasonable, a strapless top with long detached sleeves and a skirt that clung high up on her midriff but barely went down past her thighs. All the skin that her holy robes had hidden away was now on full display, silky smooth and creamy. The tightness of the skirt showed off the deceptively round curve of her ass, and while her breasts weren't huge, the top was cut in such a way that it pushed them up and together, giving her a good amount of cleavage, which combined with the strategically placed hole ensured she could still give a proper tit fuck (not that she had any plans on doing so).<br/><br/>However it wasn't her body that she was the most reluctant to lay bare. Reaching up to grab her habit, she would hesitate for a moment before pulling it free, unveiling her full head of long, chocolate brunette hair. She gave her head a few shakes to get it loose, and while the others picked out their own outfits she would take a few minutes to quickly braid it up. Taking her habit she managed to repurpose it into her new outfit, pinning it to the back of her top so it flowed behind her like a decorative scarf. With a few quick twists and jukes she even figured out how to recreate her billowing feints with the enchanted cloth, which should allow her to keep her fighting style intact. From there she just had a few finishing touches: removing her facial piercings, getting a touch of makeup, and even digging out a pair of smoked spectacles to conceal her eyes in a pinch. All in all....well, they weren't exactly going to blend into a crowd, but she supposed it was better to be mistaken for prostitutes than recognized as escaped convicts.<br/><br/>As she was packing away her old clothing, she brushed against the stash of items she had taken from the armory. Glancing over at N'dara she gave a deep sigh, "here" she said, handing over the thieves' tools, alchemical baubles, and magic pearl, "I imagine you'll be able to put them to better use in a pinch than I can..." she said, returning her things without actually admitting any fault for "stealing" them, "Just make sure not to blow us up with them"