Kressle retained a dignified pose as Silas took her dagger and got a close, less than chaste look at her body. Her heavy breasts and wide hips ensured that her figure retained its femininity after the muscles on her well toned frame and her firm ass was well-defined. The painted stripes on her arms and legs smeared ever so slightly as she wiggled herself into a kneeling position, even tied up as she was. She kept her back straight and pushed out her chest slightly, emphasizing her impressive assets even more, the strip of fur covering them leaving little to the imagination (and, incidentally, free of any magical auras). Her lush, ripe lips curled upwards in a smug smile as Oriana demanded to know about the wedding ring.<br/><br/>"You can't find it?" she asked rhetorically. "Then little bugmen must have taken it. They sneaked in, stole bags of cheap trinkets a few days ago. Little bugmen tracks go east towards hills. But you are too bad hunter to find them," she turned her gaze to Lydia with that comment. "Boars leave trails and droppings everywhere in jungle yet you are blind to them. But Kressle is Amazon. Amazon is hunter. Hunter follows pack leader. Pack leader is strongest. Strongest is you." She looked at each of her captors in turn. "Scavengers are weak, followers not leaders. I can bring them under you when they return from hunting. I can hunt your prey, fight your foes."