<br/><div class="floatright">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/37e6d575-9ad7-4618-84be-cc9926784dfe/dfjpklf-ef0f155b-f8bd-4e3c-b83d-9fead596da27.png/v1/fill/w_921,h_867,q_70,strp/untitled_by_silvarknite_dfjpklf-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTIwNSIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzM3ZTZkNTc1LTlhZDctNDYxOC04NGJlLWNjOTkyNjc4NGRmZVwvZGZqcGtsZi1lZjBmMTU1Yi1mOGJkLTRlM2MtYjgzZC05ZmVhZDU5NmRhMjcucG5nIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEyODAifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.CaEU18emOxj_qNXuqDFjawfAWMG1aG2pW9XEU7T8ETE)</div><strong>Name: Thistle</strong><br/><strong>Race: Human</strong><br/><strong>Age: 18</strong><br/><strong>Class: Barbarian</strong><br/><strong>Status: Adventurer</strong><br/><br/>Hearing the news of the nearby dungeon, Thistle turns and expresses to the others her want to go and explore it, talking over and missing the bit about "Breeding Purposes"<br/><strong>"OH! We should go to that one and battle the nasty little gob-o-lins and take their things! "</strong>she says with a big mischievous smile on her face.<br/><br/>As<strong>Josephine </strong>agrees to her pie plan Thistle makes her move<strong>"Yeah yeah!  They are so yummy and come in all kinds! I saw this one place while walking here that make pies with all kinds of stuff in it! Like meat, or berries! I can show you and we can have many pies! "</strong><br/>Thistle only has her heart set on Cherry pie.<br/><br/>Waving over to get<strong>Alana's </strong>attention<strong>"Alana! do you want to get sweet pie too? Then come with us to find the medicine? You seem very good at finding things! "</strong><br/><br/>Thistle starts to reply to<strong>Muula </strong>before she realizes where things are heading<strong>"Oh, yes Muula! Milk IS VERY good with pie~"</strong>only to freeze up at the mention of still owing a favor.<br/><strong>"Hm? Oh.... AHHHHH!"</strong>Thistle squeals at the lewd images in her head and the thought of milking her friend.<br/>Thistle stammers out a poorly strung together excuse<strong>"Ah.. Ey... I... got to... pie... before cold. VERY HUNGRY! "</strong><br/><br/>