<div class="floatright">Sumara Farrowynn (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1426152)<br/>(https://i.imgur.com/gcMtYDz.jpg)<br/><strong>HD:</strong> 2d10 | <strong>HP:</strong> 20/20 | <strong>AC:</strong> 19 | <br/><strong>Proficiency(+2):</strong> Athletics, History, Insight, Perception, Persuasion | <br/><strong>Saving Throws:</strong> Wisdom, Charisma | <br/><strong>Dmg:</strong> Morningstar 1d8+2, Javelin 1d6+2</div><br/>At first, Valtho's sudden remark caught her offguard, making her blush even more.  At the same time, her face distorted as memories of her lewd past slowly trickled in.  She suddenly felt conflicted between the celibacy she had to keep and the sexual thoughts that passed through her mind.  Though the more she thought of it, the more she realized her oath was to maintain her newfound virginity... and though it was a pity she couldn't experience normal sex without breaking her vows, it wasn't as if she hadn't enjoyed more exotic forms of it...  Just to emphasize the point, her bright violet eyes fell upon the tiefling's crotch as she bit her lower lip.<br/><br/>Though she was distracted, the warrior, boisterous as ever, managed to grab her attention.  She recalled the others expending their healing magicks during the combat so she assumed they needed to recharge.  Instead, she decided to take it upon herself to aid Remi, despite not quite being very good at healing magic.  Not that she had tried much either...  "Sure, Remi, wouldn't want our fine fighter to be so injured if we run across anything more!" she said as she made her way to the fighter, only to quickly shift up behind her.<br/><br/>"This will only take a moment," she said with a sly smile on her face, though she tried to hide her expression from the party by ducking her face behind Remi's.  It helped the fighter was a bit taller than she was, for sure.  Before the warrior could say anything, the dark elf's gloved hands quickly shifted their way around underneath the mail armor's vulnerable armpit to give Remi's breasts a good squeeze.<em>O-oh wow!  They're... huge!  Geez...</em>she thought as she started to grope those tantalizingly large mounds beneath the armor, nearly forgetting what she was there to do.<br/><br/>"Oh... right..." she remarked after a moment and started to channel the healing power of the Ruby Maiden through her fingers as they groped their way around the meaty fleshbags.  Course, she only managed to channel so much before her concentration broke, as handling the fighter's gazongas distracted her.  Despite this, she kept at them, groping and fondling the warrior titties with ever more vigorous haste, the feeling of the lovely flesh utterly pleasurable to herself.<br/><br/>At 2018-01-10 23:40:31, Sumara (uid: 63087) rolls: 1d8a2 Result: 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=112893) for 3 points of healing from Cure Wounds.<br/>