Possibly for queenofheartsrp

[pervy_elf_fancier]

1 - Action

The newest woman in the Gardens isn't outraged or panicking; she's seething as she physically hoists a rabbit away from her corset, her pink gown, and her crown. She flips her white shift over her head without any hesitation and begins dressing herself.

"If my latest kidnapper addresses me as 'the Princess of Aerisland,' then I swear by Hurane and the god of exhausted patience as my witnesses that I shall simply strike him and affect my own rescue," she says as she attempts to tighten her own corset. "At least that way I shall gain some welcome respect from the Fellowship."

2 - Action

The Mother of Monsters latest foray into the Gardens proper has been repulsed, at great cost to the inhabitants of the Garden - yourself included. The vicious claws of the harpies of Arimoi are not diseased or envenomed, thank whatever Gods you favor, but they still cut deep.

The Duchess Elstwhere winces at the results of her cursory examination, then sighs and begins to flex her hands and whisper some appeal to Huraine. Her hands begin to glow with warmth and light and life. "If you will let me tend to your injuries with this Cure Serious Wounds? I will have to touch the wound. It may sting."

3 - one could call her a woman of Action

At some part of the Gardens, there is a bath and there is wine, and her Grace is indulging in both along with you. She drains her cup, and laughs, and rolls her shoulders, simply allowing herself to soak and relieve tension.

"Milady, if you would indulge me, I would like to hear something of your home and your deeds," she says, leaning forward with a subtle kind of smile. "I confess myself curious about you."

Perhaps she is flirting. Perhaps she is not.

Comments

I would have done 3 but we were aiming for non-porny (this time)

[barbarian_maid]

Alice wears a blissful smile the entirety of the time the Duchess has her hands on her. How much of it is the healing, Huraine, or the Duchess isn't really easy to tell. Probably all three. Either way, her face is a little red when Her Grace finishes.

"That really was exemplary, Your Grace-... Huh? Oh, you mean-! Right!"

She quickly composes herself, and tries to straighten up her maid uniform and simultaneously wipe the feathers off of her hands. Good thing Ecinacea can launder out nearly anything.

"You can count on me, Your Grace! If you ever have a problem that can be solved by hitting it very, very hard, look no further than your Alice! Just... maybe next time we can pick a fight with something less sinister. Like an Ogre, or a Dragon."

Re: I would have done 3 but we were aiming for non-porny (this time)

[pervy_elf_fancier]

"Such problems are uncommon, but more common than I'd like here. I am certain you will have need to protect me again."

Elstwhere gives her a squeeze, then moves her hand up to Alice's cheek. "Thank you. I know that must have been difficult for you."

[barbarian_maid]

"Anything that wants a part of you will have to go through me first, Your Grace!"

Alice hugs her back, but quickly corrects herself. She is still a maid, after all. Still, she isn't exactly complaining about the hand on her cheek.

"Those... things... are terrible, Your Grace, but the thought of them laying a single feather on you is worse than anything they could do to me!"

[pervy_elf_fancier]

Her Grace puts a hand over her giggling mouth. "Let us hope that such will not be necessary in the future. There are others here that are still fighting, though. Shall we join them?"

Her Grace has joined the party! What's more, her Grace is now brandishing a Mace + 2, a dire tenebrious silk dress, and a rather cruel smile.

[barbarian_maid]

"You've really taken to this work, Your Grace!" Alice smiles back, far less cruelly, because a battle-ready Duchess is the sort of thing that makes her weak at the knees (but not so weak that she couldn't kick some a person through a stone wall). "Though, just so you know, I was kidding when I said we should find an ogre or a dragon to fight. I really don't think they'd be level-appropriate right now..."

[pervy_elf_fancier]

"Quite correct. Fortunately, the threats seem to be so far keyed to our level. But there are a good number of people who, for lack of a better way of putting it, have no class."

She sighs, and steps back to allow the girl with 6d12+(6(Con Bonus)) hit dice greater toughness to take point. "I rather think the Awesome Fellowship would wish to protect them, if only to loot the monsters as reward."

[barbarian_maid]

"That's convenient. For us, at least... But you're right. Let's go!" Alice doesn't stop to question their objective any further, or her sudden position at the front of the party. She's got her mission, and short of crawling dungeons lined with traps or puzzles with less than obvious answers, she's pretty confident she can get the job done.

"Should we save some loot for them since they aren't here? Or maybe we should save some souvenirs to bring back for the others instead. I bet Wilhelm would really appreciate a gift!"

[pervy_elf_fancier]

The Duchess laughs. "We are not obligated; the bylaws of the Fellowship make that quite clear. Still, if we find a wand or staff we cannot use or a Spleen Seeker, we know who to gift them to, yes? And there's no reason we cannot buy them a nice meal with our earnings."

"That said, I do think Wilhiem would look rather dashing with a belt of ogre skin leather..."

[barbarian_maid]

"Mmm, yes, quite!" Alice giggles back, feeling better about the situation already. Banter is always a healthy part of any good adventuring relationship, after all.

A noise makes Alice stop, though, either out of instinct or, well, just common sense. She looks back to the Duchess for guidance, because it could have been anything. Other people, monsters, the broken stick under her foot.

... Oh. Wait.