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After Whault checks out the idol and offers to check out the various magic artifacts everyone may have picked up, Mekie mischievously approaches the Ferret, putting her paws behind the Favor's Soul's head and leaning forward teasingly to give him quite the distracting view down the front of her chainmail.
Poor Whault loses concentration on his spell, the ghostly images of magical auras fading from his view in favor of Mekie's curves, the ferret suddenly QUITE aware of the Rogue's proximity.
Tracing a finger over the tentacle on the front of the idol after asking about it's acquisition, Marissa feels an odd chill, a supernatural sense of dread that has nothing to do with the cold of the stone the idol is made of. That thing just feels EVIL.
Whault's concentration check vs Mekie's Charisma:
1d20+2=6 vs DC 14 - Fail
Category All / Fantasy
Species Raccoon
Size 560 x 500px
File Size 445.5 kB
*blinks softly at the feeling n giggles watching meckie's antics "you silly goof here." she sets the idol down n grabs whaults muzzle after playfully "enhancing" her bust up a two cupsizes to really fill out her top and plants his muzzle firmly in his cleavage "if yer gonna distract the poor boy, do it propperly!"
Whault utters a slack-jawed drawl while his mental faculties go on a busty-rogue-induced coffee break. The stupor is short-lived, with the flustered ferret giving a sharp yelp as Marissa "helps" guide his attention "elsewhere".
After a few moments of muffled babbling and spastic tail swishing he manages to extract himself from the sorceress' assets. His eyes dart between the two women while he overcomes his sudden shortness of breath, a sheepish smirk gradually spreading across his muzzle.
"I, uh... Seem to have lost my concentration..." he mutters, bowing his head in apology to the rest of the adventurers.
"Erm... Yes, it might be best to try another time."
After a few moments of muffled babbling and spastic tail swishing he manages to extract himself from the sorceress' assets. His eyes dart between the two women while he overcomes his sudden shortness of breath, a sheepish smirk gradually spreading across his muzzle.
"I, uh... Seem to have lost my concentration..." he mutters, bowing his head in apology to the rest of the adventurers.
"Erm... Yes, it might be best to try another time."
upon seeing whault lose his focus mekie giggles "heheh dont worry sweet heart we can try later" and gives the favored soul a kiss on the cheek before marissa snags him for herself. mekie will giggle at marrissas more direct aproch. "careful now dont break him. i still want him to look at the magic in some of my things" she sais giving the shopkeeper a sly wink.
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