<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/Dhampir_Sorceress.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mephis<del>Daphoinos</del><br/><strong>Race:</strong><del>Ḩ̸̉å̴̱l̷̤͒f̷̺̎-̶̨̚E̴͖̾l̶̯̓f̷͓̒</del>Dhampir<br/><strong>Age:</strong>20<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Sorcerer<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Adventurer, Divine Mark, Harlot's Mark, Slave of Lord Victor Balebrook, Traitor to Atlantica,<em>Inspired</em><br/><hr/>"I don't think we'll need to go for anything quite that extreme when it comes to helping Muula to manage her libido," Mephis commented. She had paid careful attention to the full lecture on living dungeons, of course, but didn't have any further questions on them at the moment. The rest of the party was already asking plenty of intelligent questions about them. She had briefly bitten her own lip at the mental images the minotauress's words had called forth, however... and she could definitely feel herself stirring down below a bit, as well. "So long as she's getting regularly milked, she doesn't have any issues. I was handling milking her on the journey over here, and I can continue those duties out in the field, as well. Adventurers typically do take the occasional short break to rest while exploring living dungeons, don't they?"<br/><br/>Admittedly, the 'milking' she was talking about was perhaps a bit more obscene than the normal variety... though she had also handled actually draining the minotauress's breasts of the extra milk that they produced during the remaining days of their trip to Azure City. Ten or so minutes in the carriage's bath a few times a day, and the remainder of the trip to Azure City had been made completely without incident.<br/><br/>"I'll admit, it would also be a bit convenient for me, as well. I have more self-discipline and I can go for longer without needing any... satisfaction, but I am pretty heavily corrupted, myself. When I go for too long without getting fed the right fluids, I tend to start getting too horny for my own good, too." As she spoke, the dhampir looked the minotauress over a little more closely, taking in just how well she was controlling herself at the moment. They wouldn't want any more accidents, so if all this talk of milking looked like it was getting to be too much for Muula, the dhampir was planning on simply taking her out to the red light district while the rest of the party continued their little question and answer session about living dungeons with the expert adventurer in front of them.<br/><br/>Though if things looked really bad, she'd have to see if she could maybe rent a private room at the guild for a few minutes... or perhaps try to duck into the bathrooms without drawing too much attention or something. Either option would be a bit... riskier compared to heading out to the part of the city where experts in sexual matters plied their trade, however.