<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/4CudsTT.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Sister Victoria</strong></span>,Female Aasimar Rogue 3/Inquisitor 4 (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2283527)<br/><hr/><strong>HP </strong>42/42 -<strong>AC</strong>18 (20), touch 13, flat-footed 15 -<strong>Perception</strong>14 -<strong>Spells</strong>lv.1: 2/4 lv.2: 2/2<br/><strong>Curses:</strong>Improved Orgasms, Stretchy, Slut Curse, Bioluminescence (appearance 16)<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: N'Trish<br/><strong>Conditions</strong>: spell killer (+2 ac, 3 min)<br/><strong>Actions</strong>: Cover up torch, change lighting to darkness, equip scale mail and weapons<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Victoria listened as she searched over the guards, peeling off their armor and unhooking their weapons, and most importantly grabbing their keys. She glanced back over at N'Trish'Ta, able to see the effects this place has had on her...it created an awkward stirring in the sister's stomach. She thought she should say something, but she wasn't sure what... "You...you did more than enough..." she said, able to understand full well what she was feeling, the feeling of helplessness and abandonment by her goddess. The slipping of one's confidence and strength, the looming dread that your will was slowly being broken. The girl may have been a drow, but she had learned from her time here that she was really a sweet and innocent girl, a woman of true virtue and peace, unlike Victoria herself...<br/><br/>Spotting the everburning torch on the wall outside the cell, Victoria quickly grabbed it and brought it back inside with her. Though the light couldn't be easily extinguished, it could be physically blocked, so she dropped it on the floor and with a grunt of effort she rolled one of the orc corpses over on top of it, covering the light and plunging the area into darkness. This was no problem for the two holy women however, as they could both see perfectly in the dark. In fact it would be a boon, as it provided them some cover while they worked and gave them an advantage if other guards came poking around. Fortunately these kinds of magic torches didn't actually give off heat or burn, so she didn't have to worry about the corpse going up in flames.<br/><br/>Scooping up the looted equipment Victoria would also grab some of the chain that one of the guards had been reaching for, and dipped it in some of the orcs' blood. It was a necessary component for one of her more deadly spells, so it would be good to have access to. She would also take a quick moment to pull on the smaller guard's armor, fitting a loosely but still functionally. Leaving her cell Victoria would quickly make her way to Trish's door, and would try to unlock it with the keys she had taken from the guards.