<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MRIYrLs.jpg)</div><strong>The heroine of justice, Alicia Fasettaros</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=291505.msg14317176#msg14317176)<br/><strong>Active effects:</strong>HP 5/22, missing equipment!<br/><strong>Expended:</strong>2 arcane pool points, Frostbite, Grease<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Enlarged boobies<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Alicia watched Lydia work expertly, her eyes naturally drawn to the sashay of those hips for which she now had new-found appreciation, as the inquisitor set up a little "accident". In the adventure novels she used to read, the man would lash out and hit someone else, who would then take offense as well, starting a chain reaction until the entire establishment was embroiled in a glorious brawl.<br/><br/>Unfortunately it seemed that the real world was different, as all they had managed to achieve was to get an innocent serving girl hit to the floor. If the situation required some more prodding, well, Alicia was happy to provide. While everyone's attention was on the confrontation, she quietly cast a cantrip. Behind the barbarian a mug of ale hovered in mid-air for a moment - and then it flung itself towards him, splashing its contents over his back. If that didn't start the desired brawl, then nothing will.