<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/689220636480110605/1018905756562636900/pally_lady_2.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ionli (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=345576.msg16288973#msg16288973)<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Aasimar<br/><strong>Age:</strong>20<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Cleric<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Adventurer<br/><hr/>Ionli did her best to keep her focus on helping the women who the bugbears had taken, her mind roiling as her guts clenched in really uncomfortable ways.  Not to mention... no, don't think about that!  Damnable memories.  She was only mildly distracted by<strong>Thistle</strong>being oblivious to<strong>Mephis</strong>flirting with her, even the aasimar not so naïve as to miss that.  Her focus was drawn away from the women, however, when<strong>Josephine</strong>stepped out of her armor for the first time in mixed company.  The woman was gorgeous, and she felt that heat she'd experienced before stirring before she could look away, grimacing as she chastised herself for such thoughts.  Why?  Why did she react like that?  She hated these feelings, forcing themselves upon her earlier, and... and now they were telling awful jokes.  She giggled despite herself, scrubbing at her own eyes to stave off tears as the whole situation made her wish to break down.  Now wasn't the time for such things.<br/><br/>"You know, my father once considered making a belt out of time pieces," she began shakily, "but he ended up realizing it'd be a waist of time."