<div class="floatright">(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RrqNNvNJBeY/TYNchRFtrhI/AAAAAAAABQI/pKes4Q2WIKM/s1600/Flawless_by_Ricardo_Guimaraes.jpg)</div><strong>Lydia Halfshade</strong><br/><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong>Hp 02/16<br/><strong>Active Effects:</strong>None<br/><strong>Expended:</strong>Ear Piercing Scream<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Lydia's mouth fell open, unable to hide her confusion at the beastman's comment. Was this a brothel? Were their bodies being sold to these... these... retrobates? What in the name of the Midnight Lord was going on here. The last thing the inquisitor remembered was floating in the void being reemed by countless tentacles and expectedly sharing that intimacy with both her new comrades.<br/><br/>Whatever this was, Lydia was determined to make it someone else's problem.<br/><br/>"Refund? Absolutely," she stated loudly, "the staff will be happy to offer refunds to anyone unsatisfied."<br/><br/>The half-elf hauled herself upright with some effort, then moved quickly to help the other adventurers to their feet as well. She continued to glare menacingly at the other men, hoping they were sufficiently cowed to ignore just how little strength the trio had left.<br/><br/>"We need an exit," she hissed, fingers clenching and reclenching vainly in the absence of any weapon.<br/><br/><br/>