<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ujZxFTS.png?1)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Ophelia Hearth-Walker (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2333791)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>lacey red/black panties, girl's uniform, armor<br/><strong>Location:</strong>road to mill<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ana, Morgan, Ceri, open<br/><br/><strong>HP:</strong>8/8 -<strong>AC:</strong>18 -<strong>SP:</strong>6/6 -<strong>Souls:</strong>7/7<br/><br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>diplomacy with orc leader to improve disposition for later Roll: 20 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=151466)+7=27<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Ophelia couldn't help but giggle at the Ceri's huffing, "hehe, don't worry, I won't let them steal me away if that's your worry..." she cooed with a playful wink, as though reassuring a jealous lover of her loyalty. Once they were a way away from the orcs Ophelia would skip up behind Morgan and give the slime girl a hug, her full breasts pushing firmly into her squishy back, "that was amazing back there. you looked so brave and daring telling those bandits off. I can't believe they backed down so easily" she complimented. Morgan's display of intimidation had been doubly impressive considering she was the shortest of the group.<br/><br/>"wheeew, that's certainly an impressive building" she said, giving an impressed whistle as they approached the mill, "that's what the notice said at least" she nodded at Ceri's query. Ophelia eyed the rose garden from afar and slipped back behind Ana, "I can't say for certain, but I'd be cautious of that garden. We don't know the properties of any of the flora on this plane, and it'd seem strange to raise such an elaborate garden just to spruce up a mill of all things"