<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/4f/19/e6/4f19e6417b3535c34fdc662d5e6ce44d.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Jessica Rodriguez</span></strong><br/>Human Pirate Rogue 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261062.msg12886615#msg12886615)<br/>HP 9/9<br/>AC 13 (Leather bustier and long open front skirt)<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Banquet Hall<br/><strong>Tag: </strong>Everyone in the Banquet Hall especially Gregory<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12904623#msg12904623">Quote from: Devil's Advocate on 14-01-2017, 05:34:47</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Charlotte had the sneaking suspicion that Jessica was now feeling up Greg. Truly, the woman had no shame. Hadn't the woman ever heard of STDs? She dared not look for any confirming evidence. Slowly, but purposely she answered, "No. I never played."<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12904538#msg12904538">Quote from: Rummy Tum Tum on 14-01-2017, 04:52:21</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_alternate_quote">Greg turned from the stony faced High Priest when Kristina spoke up, and he offered her a friendly smile showing his appreciation. <strong>"I'll think about that."</strong> He felt something prodding at his crotch then, and jumped slightly in reaction. He was about look accusingly in the Priest's direction, but quickly put two and two together and found his culprit. His eyes leveled on Jessica, an expression more of exasperation than anger playing on his face. She piped up then, speaking casually while trying to rub him off under the table. If he had more control, he would have refused to let himself harden at the touch. With a light sigh, he took her foot in his hands, moved it to the side, and let it drop from his grasp. <strong>"Sorry, darlin'. Little tired.</strong>" He said with a shadow of a smirk.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Upon hearing this, Charlotte stifled a chuckle. <em>I guess not everyone will fall for her nonsense.<br/></em><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Greg sure was cute and she might even look for something between them at some point but right now she was just playing with him so she wasn't bothered and smiled as well. On the contrary that made her respect him a bit more unlike Kristina who was just a wanton slut she could use at any time to satiate her libido or just for the pleasure of humiliating someone or Charlotte who she wasn't far from that though she still needed to be broken a bit more before she gave herself in to her real desires.<br/><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">From the false door, everyone hears a blood curdling scream. Whether it had been the alcohol, your hunger or exhaustion, all of you suddenly realize that Vara and Taylor Swift have not been with you at the Feast.<br/><br/>Amphelice and Charlotte rose from the table. Neither the High Priest nor Amphelice made a move for the door. Charlotte, aghast, inquired, "Isn't anyone going to check that out?"<br/><br/>The High Priest answered, "To what end? You are our Champions." He gave her a sly grin.<br/><br/>Charlotte huffed and stared down the party, clearly expecting them to assist.<br/><br/>Kristina's elven futa attendant, Valana burst through the door crying out, "The Champions.... Two of them.... Their attendants.... Dead...." She rushed over and prostrated herself before Kristina, crying. "Please.... You're going to do something."<br/><br/>Amphelice raised a hand to her mouth; however, the High Priest lips tightened.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Jessica didn't wait for others reactions and by the time Charlotte turned to stare at the table the daring latina was already grabbing her meat knife as well as Tim's to quickly dash towards the door from where the screams were heard, these medieval cutlery sure was big compared to what they were used to back at home, sure they were no combat knives but still better than the usual pocket knives Jessica was used to handle and for some reason she felt comfortable with having two of them even when she had never done so.<br/><br/>With her back against the wall she was ready to open the door when Alistair used his magic to do so without the danger of coming closer to it, seemed like a good idea if he was also a magician like Tim was. Does this meant he had to be taken care of too? Okay if that was true then so be it but right now focus on whatever lies ahead Jessica. Making a sign to Gregory so he took the other side of the door Jessica peeked inside of the corridor to without giving away her position<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stealth and Perception</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2017-01-14 17:45:59, Jessica (uid: 58724) rolls: 1d20a+5 Result: 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=99031)<br/>At 2017-01-14 17:46:20, Jessica (uid: 58724) rolls: 1d20a+4 Result: 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=99032)<br/></div></div>