<hr/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/ebY6b8P.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Valderina Stramonte (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316350.msg15272715#msg15272715)<br/><br/><br/><strong>Level:</strong>1<strong>Xp:</strong>0<br/><strong>Load:</strong>7/10<strong>Coin:</strong>0<br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Armor:</strong></td><td>0 (0.5/4 layers)</td><td><strong>Hit points:</strong></td><td>17/21</td><td><strong>Damage:</strong></td><td>d8</td></tr></tbody></table><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Str:</strong></td><td>8</td><td>[-1]</td><td><strong>Dex:</strong></td><td>16</td><td>[+2]</td><td><strong>Con:</strong></td><td>13</td><td>[+1]</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Int:</strong></td><td>9</td><td>[+0]</td><td><strong>Wis:</strong></td><td>15</td><td>[+1]</td><td><strong>Cha:</strong></td><td>12</td><td>[+0]</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: All<br/><hr/><br/>That was close. Val looked down at what once was her attacker, Paxton perched in his usual place on her shoulder. At this point, she was wearing little more than what nature gave her - there was still a thong that she readjusted to cover her nethers, but the rest was tattered and spread over the nectar-like swamp. Not that she minded. If anything, she felt more comfortable in her natural state. And there were bigger things to worry about.<br/><br/>Elise's orc seemed handled for the moment - but that could always change. While the priestess was sweet and Valderina really liked her, the girl tended to be a bit naive. So that meant she had to keep one eye peeled and bow at the ready to ensure she was safe. Still one subdued orc versus the four of them, not too much of a problem.<br/><br/>Krampus was busy riding the tentacled thingy, but she seemed to be in control at the moment. The big question was whether one Krampus would be enough to satisfy one giant monster. Or maybe the question was whether one giant monster would be enough to satisfy one Krampus. Again, the watchword here was vigilance. If things went south, she'd be ready.<br/><br/>But by keeping her eye on the two monsters in the field, Val lost focus on the one skittering on her shoulder. Paxton was a good friend. He was a good companion. He was a good squirrel. Val wouldn't give him up for the world.<br/><br/>Sadly, he was also a pervert. And the temptation of all that exposed and nearly exposed female human and demihuman flesh was more than he could resist. She only realized the error, when she felt the soft downy fur running across her breasts. She only realized the magnitude of the error when the skittering reached her right hip and after an almost imperceptible snap, the tiny piece of black fabric around her waist departed her body.<br/><br/><strong>AGAIN</strong><br/><br/>But that was manageable. Val could do naked. Val did naked on a regular basis. Val thoroughly enjoyed doing naked. It was what followed that troubled her.<br/><br/>For while Valderina was familiar and welcome territory, Paxton was set on new horizons. And there was a monster hunter nearby much too precariously dressed not to notice. Before Val could even yell, "Aeryn! Watch out!" he was scurrying up her leg and searching for those few threads that were struggling to hold what was left of her ensemble together. And without a second thought, the half-elf was running towards them, trying to stop Paxton before he undressed Aeryn, or she throttled him, or both.<br/><br/><br/>