The elder pulls out a small locket before opening it. In it, Colahr can see a smiling elf girl, with strawberry blonde hair and bright green eyes. The picture is large enough to show her D-cup breasts as well. "This is my daughter, Namia. Your task is to find her and return her to me. You shall not harm her, nor shall you touch her in a lewd manner. I am returning your ring to you as a sign of good faith." The elder says, placing the ring in his hand before stepping aside. "You may go."
"Mm. Yeah. I suppose you're right..." Felicia murmurs, settling down with Phorsaal's head still below her breasts as she too closes her eyes to get some sleep.
"Mm. Yeah. I suppose you're right..." Felicia murmurs, settling down with Phorsaal's head still below her breasts as she too closes her eyes to get some sleep.