<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/4CudsTT.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>AC</strong>23 (25), touch 15 (17), flat-footed 18 (20)-<strong>Perception</strong>14 -<strong>Spells</strong>lv.1: 2/4 lv.2: 2/2<br/><strong>Curses:</strong>Improved Orgasms, Stretchy, Slut Curse, Bioluminescence (appearance 16)<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: open<br/><strong>Conditions</strong>: combat expertise (-2 atk, +2 AC), studied target (orc, +1 atk/dam)<br/><strong>Actions</strong>: -attack orc guard : 19 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=150749) (crit)<br/>-confirm crit : 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=150750)+ 11 = 27<br/>-weapon damage: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=150751)<br/>-sneak attack damage:19 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=150752) +4 bleed<br/>-total damage: 30 + 4 bleed<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">borrowed items</div><div class="spoiler_body">Misc- Masterwork rapier, magic kukiri <br/><br/>N'trish- belt of incredible agility +2, +1 flaming scimitar, resistant navel piercing<br/><br/>Lydia-  ring of tumbling<br/><br/>N'dara- headband of intelligence +2, Bracers of Armor, thieves tools, skeleton keys, pearl of power, acid, alchemist fire, tanglefoot bag, thunder stone, grappling hook<br/><br/>Periwinkle- +1 keening rapier, barbell of eagle sight<br/></div></div><hr/><br/>Making her way past the distracted guards, Victoria is greeted by a proverbial dragon's hoard of gear as she walks into the armory. She opens her senses to read the surrounding magical energies, and is almost overwhelmed by the sheer amount of auras present. Immediately she gets to work rummaging through to find her gear, easily able to track down her armor and robes. However as she begins searching through the confiscated weapons she realizes something is wrong...her sword isn't here. Did someone take it? Was it stored somewhere else? Her brows furrowed as she checked over again and again, but it was no where to be found.<br/><br/>Sighing she honed in her senses as she looked over what weapons were available, finding a few swords that stuck out to her. They weren't proper dueling swords like she was used to, didn't have the same weight and balance, but they were usable never the less. Two in particular had especially strong auras, a scimitar and a rapier. She could tell they were enchanted, but in her haste she couldn't properly read the exact enchantments placed on them. No matter, they would do regardless. She also tracked down some other enchanted items, again unreadable, and so was left to guess at their utility. Whatever their enchantments it would no doubt be worthwhile to take them with her, seeing how she had the space for them.<br/><br/>Once she had rounded up an assortment of gear, Victoria got to work getting changed. Stripping off the guard's armor, she would first put back in her piercings, the gleaming mithril swords that represented the protection of Iomedea, ten of them placed all across her body: her ears, her bottom lip, her eyebrow, her nipples, and finally..."mmmn.." she moaned low in her throat as she slid the final piercing into her clit, the tiny bud having become so much more sensitive after a month of sexual torture and experimentation. She bit her lips as the familiar warmth of the holy magic tingled at her sensitive spots, almost pushing her over the edge as she reharmonized with it. Next she found her any tool, reshaping it into an egg shaped butt plug and slipping it securely inside herself. Once she had put on her own personal items, Victoria began plucking up the various magic items she had found, putting on whatever she had room to wear, regardless of what the effects may be. Once she was fitted with her magic items she strapped on her armor and slid her robes on over it, and as she donned her habit she let out a relieved sigh, one she had been holding for weeks. Finally she felt like a Custode again.<br/><br/>Taking her shield and confiscated rapier in hand Victoria stepped back out of the armory, staring down the trio of fornicating guards. With her disguise dropped there was no reason to try and slip out peacefully, so without a word she sprung forward, aiming her blade at one of the orcs' throat.