<strong>Name: Talia of Ashwood</strong><br/><strong>Class: Cleric</strong><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/df/c4/99/dfc49967faa0e3e8871f50354e621224.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Strength</strong>: Arms<strong>Vulnerability</strong>: Head<br/><br/><strong>Willpower</strong>: 25<strong>Defense</strong>: 8<strong>Morale</strong>: 11<br/><br/><strong>Bondage:</strong><strong>Head</strong>:<strong>Arms</strong>:<strong>Legs</strong>:<br/><br/><strong>Conditions</strong>:<br/><br/><hr/>Speechless, for a long moment Talia stared at the alchemist in disbelief, a mix of disgust and surprise written clearly on her blushing face. Amanda seemed to think what she did was... normal?! She touched her inappropriately<em>and</em>smeared her clothes so they now were oily and slick. Disgusting.<br/>A tingling sensation washed through her, and she raised her head towards the ceiling and cursed in Dwarven. Talia sighed. Her goddess was telling her that she was pleased - her goddess was always pleased when Talia was embarrassed.<strong>"Yes, yes, I know you liked to see that, you divine pervert, you!" </strong>she muttered to herself, annoyed. Callistria, her goddess, the one she made an oath to, was a goddess of lust, and of course she approved what happened to her! No matter how Talia tried to avoid incidents like this, they seemed to happen to her time and time again. Sometimes, bandits would steal her clothes when she bathed in a river, sometimes drunk orcs would try to romance her in a tavern and sometimes... people found excuses to touch her in lewd and inappropriate ways. That was.... annoying, to say the least.<br/>Talia returned her attention to the silly alchemist, who in the meantime started babbling something about luminescence.<br/><strong>"Hey!"</strong>she interrupted Amanda in a rather annoyed voice.<strong>"... what you did was..."</strong>- Talia trailed off, suddenly becoming aware of rustling sound and looked up, just in time to see the vegetation above slowly growing back and covering the hole they fell through.<br/>As the vegetation closed the opening and it became darker, Talia blinked a couple of times, to let her eyes adjust to the dim light of what seemed like luminescent fungi growing on the walls. She looked around, taking in the details, sinking feeling her stomach. Everywhere she saw clothes and various framing tools scattered around, but no sign of the people themselves.<br/>Her head turned sharply to see the faint outline of the blade-master shouting angrily at whoever she has seen, only to stomp towards what seemed like an opening of a tunnel.<br/><strong>"Wait!" </strong>she cried, making a step in the direction the blade-master went.<strong> "...we need to stick together now and watch each other's backs! Control yourself!"</strong>