<div class="floatright"><div align="center"><strong>Arleen Devina</strong> (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1158285)</div>(http://gelbooru.com//samples/a3/4c/sample_a34ca16eea12fecf471c079422f19499.jpg)</div><br/>Exactly how many years had it been since she left the village Arleen didn't really knowbut finally her training had come to an end. It wasn't carried out in the material plane though so she was still ignorant of the ways and customs of this plane dwellers, all she knew was that she had a mission to fulfill and it all was related to Simon, her little brother as she called him. They weren't related at all of course, he had human and elvish blood running through his veins while she was a pure and innocent descendant of the Deva.<br/><br/>What could little brother be doing now, how old would be be, she was so excited to see him that she could harldy contain her emotions and her heart was already rushing as soon as she was able to see the sun once she was brough back to the lands she was once raised when young. Oh the light was bright and the sun felt warm over her lustrous immaculate skin, a perfect day it was almost as if the whole realm was gretting her long awaited arrival. She felt a little lost though unsure of what direction to follow with no paths around her to guide and her memory not helping either so she began to walk in a random direction until she could find her destination or at least someone she could ask directions to.<br/><br/>Happily roaming the wilds her heavy plump breasts bounced freely fully exposed over the generous cleavage of the armor she has used for so long, broken already over the intense training she had but still shiny and fashionable with celestial designs and golden chains hanging from her neck honoring the god Kurgess, to those ignorant in the religious symbols it could lead to think she was highly submissive instead but that wasn't far from the truth either. Practical as it was as it protected her most vital spots her armor also left little to the imagination as those who forged put lots of effort into it so it would accentuate the figure of the angelkin girl, the shape of her long luscious legs, her exposed thighs the way how it clung under her bosom and how tightened to the sides of her lavish orbs pushing them together making them look like they were about to jump free at any time, all that while still looking formal and proper.<br/><br/>Arleen strolling was suddenly interrupted by some screaming from afar, moaning echoes that seemed in the need of help,<em>"Oh, Ohhh, Ughn!  Ughn!  Ughn!"</em>she could hear but could not descipher where did they came from. Without any time to loose she run to where she believed the groaning originated but instead she got lost once again and found a small band of goblins, "Stop what you are doing and release you prisoners" she spoke defiantly in the common tongue of the dwellers of this plane not knowing she wouldn't be understood.