<div class="floatleft">(https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/30738236/Arpee/Elliquiy/samedibust.jpg)</div><strong>Samedi Métayer</strong>(http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=13577)<br/><strong>HP: </strong>21/21<strong>AC:</strong>16<strong>Touch: </strong>13<strong>Flat:</strong>13<strong>Rage: </strong>9/10<br/><strong>Status:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Samedi shivered slightly as the living deity's blessed hand traced along her body, biting her lip as he appraised her status as a virgin... the feeling of his loving touch almost causing her to pass out as she had before during the ceremony to make her the replacement for the fallen paladin. Upon his command she once more clothed herself in the animal skins and leathers she had arrived to this sanctuary in, carefully picking up the axe she had thrown before Hagan's feet and holstering it before taking Yustissa's chain in her hand and giving it a sort, hard yank to either choke her a little or, if she was unprepared, bring her to the ground for daring to oppose God.<br/><br/>"Great deity," she spoke to Hagan reverently as she followed him, pulling the redhead behind her, "I was hoping to ask you... My tribe had a tradition of taking a woman saved or captured during a Hunt as property of the tribe, to be used to breed the next generation of plain stalkers, scouts and hunters to make up for their failings as a warrior. May I be so bold as to ask for ownership of this one once you are finished with her? I can see no use in such a disgraceful wench than to be bred, to make great warriors loyal only to you."