<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/Dhampir_Sorceress.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mephis<del>Daphoinos</del><br/><strong>Race:</strong><del>Ḩ̸̉å̴̱l̷̤͒f̷̺̎-̶̨̚E̴͖̾l̶̯̓f̷͓̒</del>Dhampir<br/><strong>Age:</strong>20<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Sorcerer<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Adventurer, Divine Mark, Harlot's Mark, Slave of Lord Victor Balebrook, Traitor to Atlantica<br/><hr/>...Oh my, so she really was quite innocent and unaware... Or, considering how willing she had been to raise up her shirt earlier that evening, perhaps she had just been raised somewhere with a much more lax attitude toward such things? Either way, Mephis felt herself flushing a little at Thistle's reaction to her, felt her heart rate increasing a little as she contemplated just how easy it would be if she wound up getting this girl alone somewhere... She shook herself out of that little reverie before it could go too far, though, and chuckled a little alongside the redhead's laughter.<br/><br/>"Oh, I generally don't sink my fangs into people unless they're into that sort of thing~" She responded, teasingly. The dhampir decided to give up on scaring the innocent young woman off for now, since she'd probably have to go way too far to do it. "The spell itself is called Suggestion, and it can be used to 'suggest' certain courses of action to people, which they are then compelled to follow if they succumb to the spell. It has its limits, but its a very versatile spell overall, and one I've found very useful."<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong><em>"Hey. Why not head back? It's been long day. We can count and split loot over cards and campfire!"</em></strong><br/><br/>"We should probably hurry and get these girls back to their village," Mephis agreed, as Thistle spoke up. "When we make it back to the camp, I can cook us all a little victory dinner to celebrate."