<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/aGEMUXm.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Temudaria Atanai<br/><strong>Race / Class:</strong>Human Ranger / Unchained Monk,<strong>HP:</strong>15,<strong>AC:</strong>21, MW Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1616222) and Forum Sheet. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289327.msg14212035#msg14212035)<br/><em>Renown archer, rider and lover. Good with her hands, in all senses of the word~~</em><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Well now! This was getting to be rather fun. Obviously, Mouser had more in mind than just playing I Spy, but it was certainly gratifying to see that her "Assets" still had such a powerful effect on the poor man after all this time. Whilst a lot of women might have been offended or considered him to be some kind of shameless pervert, Temadaria simply found it amusing...especially since such a reaction was precisely what she'd been hoping for. She was no stranger to using her body to distract her companions in their downtime, and if nothing else, it was now worth the teasing just to see the expression on his face. His suggestion of "Taking turns" was quaint, though; how sheltered that boy must be if he thought that she'd make either of them wait their turn! It was more fun when everybody was working together, after all. You could call it a team building exercise, if you must! Of course, Paan's more antiquated notion that she was some fragile little flower to be protected and treasured, put up on a shelf and admired but not touched for fear of breaking her was more than a little annoying at times - she was fairly certain that she was sturdier than he was, in some ways - but perhaps this little adventure would be a chance to prove him wrong.<br/><br/>Besides, he was cute, and she knew from her limited experience with him that he at least knew what he was doing between the leaves, as it were. Whilst his attitude got on her nerves...well, she didn't exactly need him to<em>talk,</em>now did she? She opened her mouth to answer that, oh yes, she and "Sir Faranal" were<em>intimately</em>acquainted, but of course, a pair of other individuals chose that moment to appear and make themselves known, emerging from the treeline from the road that Temadaria herself had arrived from. She pulled Dorghar around to half-face the newcomers - not letting Mouser and Paan out of her sight, more so that she was sitting horizontally across the road between the two groups - and let out a broad, beaming grin as she recognised Damira, lifting an eyebrow at her teasing. Ah yes...their first meeting. Jakob and Grorn, she believed they'd been called...she'd really have to look them up and see if they were still adventuring. That had been a fun day.<strong>"Well, I was, 'till you crashed th' party."</strong>She winked at the cute little elf.<br/><br/><strong>"Bu' that's never stopped me b'fore, y'know. Y' could always stick around t' watch. Or join in. Y're always welcome, y' know that, 'n I'm sure th' boys wouldn' mind."</strong>A small grin crossed her face. Alas, she knew that Damira would turn her down; she had yet to trip the pretty little thing into the sack. Damn Priestesses and their "Moderation!" What was the point of life if you couldn't enjoy all the pleasures that could be offered? What was the point if you didn't throw yourself into every moment, living in the now and ensuring that the life you lived was one where you had no regrets or "What Ifs?" She didn't understand Priestly Types, she really didn't. She heaved a dramatic sigh, casting a regretful look over at Paan and Mouser, a morose frown crossing her face, but the mischievous twinkle remaining in her eye.<strong>"Alas, boys, 't looks like we'll have t' save our fun for th' celebration aft'rwards. Mayb' we c'n convince Mira here t' let her hair down a bit by then, eh?"</strong><br/><br/>She chuckled, looking back at Damira and shooting her a sly wink. In any case...it was definitely good to have her there. Prettiness aside, she knew full well just how much damage she could do with that musket of hers, and having it alongside her helping to thin out the waves of Goblins? That was definitely something she was not about to pass up.<strong>"But hey, I'm glad t' have y' here, Mira. 'Nother pair'a hands is <em>always</em> welc'me."</strong>Though she did shoot a glance at the obvious wildcard, a small degree of...concern...crossing her features. Shaninera was a wildcard at best, and though she was a skilled fighter...she was also intensely unpredictable. But hey. So long as they unleashed her in the direction of the goblins, things would work out...maybe. Possibly. Hopefully. Though Mouse did say one thing that caught her attention; a benefactor? She'd agreed to no such deal! She wasn't about to split her loot with anybody who wasn't doin' any'a the fighting, damnit! She looked at him, frowning.<strong>"Benefact'r?"</strong>She said, tilting her head to one side.<strong>"'N who'd that be?"</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">TL;DR for The GM</div><div class="spoiler_body">1) She recalled getting freaky with Paan<br/>2) She was about to answer when Damira and Shaninera showed up<br/>3) She did a bit of suggestive flirting<br/>4) She offered to fuck the boys brains out after the tower during the "Celebration"<br/>5) She then asked who the benefactor was</div></div>