<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/3b/eb/b2/3bebb2528c155753815869678827c79e.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Name: Uxía (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=311048.msg15097024#msg15097024)<br/>Location: Caravan<br/>HP: 41<br/>AC: 17; T: 17; FF: 11; CMD: 15; CMB: +2; Base ATK: +3<br/>Fort: +4; Ref: +7; Will: +9<br/>Perception: +0; Initiative: +9<br/>STR: 8; DEX: 16, CON: 16; INT: 13; WIS: 16; CHA: 22<br/></span><br/><hr/><br/>Strange words are spoken from somewhere behind. The touch of a cool, fish-belly white hand creeps, grips, and SQUEEZES into Rishi's shoulder. A nude Uxía is behind her. A<em>euphoric</em>relief seizes the half-orc in nearby muscle groups and spiders out. It presses up through her neck, into her mouth, the taste of honey thick in the back of her throat in a sense of headiness. On the other end it burrows deep into Rishi's belly, twisting, and settling in between her hips with firm pressure. Strange sensations, to be sure, but the attacks suffered by "creatures" no longer pains her quite as much...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Cure Light Wounds</div><div class="spoiler_body">Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=140381)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Defensive cast, if needed.</div><div class="spoiler_body">Result: 13 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=140391)</div></div>