(http://s9.favim.com/orig/140715/beautiful-eyes-freckles-ginger-Favim.com-1916759.jpg)<br/><strong>Tasha Ananias (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=293833.msg14416552#msg14416552)</strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 29, AC: 13, CMD: 13, Active spells: N/A, Postcounter: 3<br/><strong>Active Spell Effects:</strong> Lullaby<br/><strong>Languages:</strong> Common, Draconic, Dwarfen, Elven, Infernal, Undercommon<br/></div></div><br/><strong>Location</strong>From: The Bandit's Makeshift Baricade / To: The Nearest Settlement with Bath and Shopping<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Xana<br/><br/>"Up you go then, Xana," the mesmerist suggested, already helping the befuddled bandit up into the saddle. "We'll need to take a little detour though, where's the nearest place two ladies can find a bath and a change of outfit?"<br/><br/>Without waiting for a response, Tasha swung up into the saddle behind Xana, clever fingers already searching for the chinks in her new friend's armour. The half-elf squirmed, rubbing sensuously against the other woman's backside, while her finger tips began to trace lewd patterns on the bandit's skin.<br/><br/>"Now," Tasha breathed, her breath hot on the nape of Xana's neck, "Tell me your story, Xana. How did you end up here and what would you rather be doing right now, if you had any choice in the matter?"<br/><br/>With a soft gasp of triumph, the mesmerist finally figured out the clasps and straps holding the girl's armour in place. She paid no attention to the unwashed smell or accumulated grime, and instead molded her decidedly uncovered body into the bandit's spine, letting the once captive flesh pour into her waiting hands. Dexterous fingers quickly discovered Xana's waiting nipples, rolling the tiny nubs into puckered tautness. Tasha closed her teeth on the girl's neck, nipping lightly but still hard enough to make Xana jump. Tiny bitemarks decorating pale skin, marking the girl temporarily as hers.<br/><br/>"Oh," Tasha added as an afterthought, "a girl like you must know where all the best tattooists are, because we really need to get you inked."<br/>