<div class="floatright"><div align="center"><strong>Wren Bushberry</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=279784.msg13755164#msg13755164)<div align="center"></div></div>(https://78.media.tumblr.com/eb38a2dc5f9a953b7cc9a9ec7cb10202/tumblr_p0x3bjEQ3x1tk4029o2_1280.jpg)<br/><strong>HD:</strong> 2d8 | <strong>HP:</strong> 16/17 | <strong>AC:</strong> 18<br/><strong>Proficiency:</strong> +2 (Religion, Insight<br/>Medicine, Persuasion)<br/><strong>Saving Throws:</strong> Cha, Wis<br/><strong>Damage:</strong> Warhammer (1d8+2 / 1d10+2) | <br/>Light Crossbow (1d8)</div><br/>She panted softly as the gnolls broke and ran, looking at the one she laid low, then at her hammer. For just a moment her lip trembled, until Waywocket thanked her. She looked at the other gnome and gave a weak little smile.<strong>"You're welcome!"</strong>When Waywocket moved closer, Wren closed the difference, taking her hands and kissing her forehead.<strong> "We might need to get you some armor..."</strong>She glanced down at the swell of the druid's breasts, giggling a little.<strong>"Those beauties are kind of vulnerable..."</strong><br/><br/>Her nose crinkled a bit at Sumara's unneeded apology.<strong>"No, no, they came from everywhere. It's all of our duty to protect each other, not just yours."</strong>She stepped close to kiss Sumara's cheek, then the other. She sucked in a soft gasp when the elf's hand slipped under her armor and found her breast. While not as blessed as Waywocket, Sumara found more than a handful of yielding, firm flesh, Wren's small nipple already stiff when Sumara gets there. There's a sigh of relief at the healing, and Wren smiles thankfully at Sumara, before taking her lips in another, lingering kiss, arching into the continued fondling.<strong>"Thank you, Sumara. That is wonderful. You truly are blessed by the brightmaiden."</strong>She turned then to Waywocket, breath a little thick, the other gnome's reaction to the healing making her bite her lip and sway her hips a little.<br/><br/><strong>"We, uhm, we ought to check on the others... And... find shelter."</strong>She nodded.<strong>"We're tired, we're cold..."</strong>And horny. So horny...<strong>"And I could stand to commune with Delilah..."</strong>Close enough. She makes no move to pull away from Sumara's touches, or to release Waywocket's hand though.