<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/Dhampir_Sorceress.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mephis<del>Daphoinos</del><br/><strong>Race:</strong><del>Ḩ̸̉å̴̱l̷̤͒f̷̺̎-̶̨̚E̴͖̾l̶̯̓f̷͓̒</del>Dhampir<br/><strong>Age:</strong>20<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Sorcerer<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Adventurer, Divine Mark, Harlot's Mark, Slave of Lord Victor Balebrook, Traitor to Atlantica,<em>Inspired</em><br/><hr/><em>"Does this stuff always smell so musky...and sweet?"</em><br/><br/>"Musky, yes, but usually not sweet, no," Was the answer Mephis gave to Josephine as all three women busied themselves cleaning the room. "She did mention her cum having an unusual taste before. It's probably rather sweet compared to normal cum, which generally tastes a bit more... bitter."<br/><br/>And often a bit salty, too, but the dhampir thought that the blonde probably wouldn't be too interested in learning about the exact taste that semen held and, of course, she knew that the aasimar had learned about it first-hand already... That thought did keep a smile on her face as she continued cleaning. It also brought to mind thoughts of giving the blonde the chance to learn about that taste first-hand, as well, but they were just idle fantasies for the moment. The blonde seemed rather more... reserved, compared to other members of the party, so she doubted it would actually happen this quickly.<br/><br/>Though, as the white-haired slave girl observed when the blonde began to casually strip down in front of herself and the aasimar, she did seem to have opened up quite a bit already, or at least relaxed enough around the two other women in the room specifically to be willing to show off so much of her body. And what a body it was, with silky smooth skin, generously endowed breasts and perky nipples, curvaceous hips, and-<br/><br/>Mephis openly stared at Josephine's tattoo for a few seconds once she caught sight of it, before realizing what she herself was doing and turning her back to the blonde, bringing her hands up to fidget with her own outfit to help cover for her behavior.<br/><br/>"Er... yes, Ionli, Josephine is right. I believe Alana's parents said the bathtub is able to seat up to four easily. You're more than welcome to join us, if you'd like." And having another person on-hand would probably help to keep her from staring too much... specifically at the tattoo adorning the blonde's pelvis.<br/><br/>Twin lions, in blue, facing one another, each wearing the crown of a king. The crest of the Atlantican royal family. While the dhampir hadn't been educated in the specific meaning of the tattoo itself during her time as the daughter of a noble house, she did know that not even one of the higher-ranking noble houses would allow one of their heirs out into the world while bearing the mark of the royal household. Her mind was racing, as she took a little time to disrobe. Was Josephine playing a dangerous game of some sort? Or was she actually what she now appeared to be, an actual, honest to gods<em>princess</em>, out on her own in a foreign nation? It would explain why she kept so much of herself covered all the time by that armor, at least, though that then brought to mind the question of just what she was doing, disguising herself as a common adventurer like this...<br/><br/>A princess was effectively one of the most forbidden of fruits to a discarded heroine turned slave like herself. That thought made Mephis's heart beat faster and filled her with a strange sort of excitement, though she was sure that that was due to her own corruption, more than anything else. Any normal person would probably be too nervous to feel much in the way of arousal in a situation like this, but the dhampir was instead left blushing and trying in vain to cover up her full, rock-hard length with a single hand after she had stripped down, her now nude body turning only halfway to face the princess again, revealing even more of herself in profile that she would have if she were facing the blonde head-on.<br/><br/>"...To be honest, it's really more my presence here I'd be worried about," She stated, after clearing her throat to draw a little more attention her way. Her eyes danced back and forth between Ionli and Josephine as she spoke, taking in the reactions of both women to the state her body was in. "Though if you're both alright with my body having some rather... awkward reactions to the two of you, I don't think there will be any other issues. There's enough space that I won't be accidentally brushing up against anyone, at least."