Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20180109050017/@comment-31049256-20180307010614

"Hmm?" Odogaria hums at the sound of her name from Star.

Despite the hum, however, she was obviously focused solely on warming and drying her hero. She admittedly blushes at seeing the bulge in his pants grow, butf unsheathes her staff and switches to Spirit Energy rather than pursue her own lewd curiosity. The normal energy allows his growth to subside, but she prepares to switch again if he wasn't dried completely within a few minutes.

Evyanne sighs, "I'll handle it Eo..." She turns to the Razorbacks, "Now girls, calm down." She says soothingly with slow waves of her hands as if she was calming a heard of wild boar preparing to charge.

She moves back just enough that the flickering light of the flame can strike her forest green leggings, gesturing to the orange glow on the dark colored fabric, "As you can see, she's simply drying Eothred off."

She changes her stance, ready to push Odo out of the way of the horde of cute Orcs should they ignor her. However this gives Eothred a defined view of Evyanne's lower body should his eyes wonder there. The leggings hug her, defining her curves to the point that little is left to the imagination thanks to the flickering light.