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Ushamerea shudders from the cold, "we're all gonna die at this rate, we have to get these wet clothes off"
Iolantha gasps "w-what? I um.." she sways amidst shivers
Eranil cocks her head in confusion "Usha is right, we'll freeze. Such strange modesty to have amongst sisters but we won't judge."
Iolantha just pouts and looks away
Ushamerea shakes her head "weirdo, fine freeze to death! I don't care anymore" she begins to peel off her wet clothes
Eranil smiles "Please Io let me help"
Iolantha attempts to trust... Success!
Iolantha sighs "f-fine"
Eranil sets to removing the smaller woman's clothes before giving a gasp at Iolantha's dangerously thin boney form "by the goddess Io... How often have you tapped into the arcane?
Ushamerea sneers in disgust
tears begin to well up in Iolantha's eyes "please, I just want to live..."
Eranil attempts to trust.. Success!
Eranil shakes her head "I'll pry no further... still thin as you are Usha and myself must use our heat to strengthen yours
Ushamerea who'd been ringing out clothes turns with a scowl "I'd rather not touch tainted flesh!"
Eranil returns the scowl "Usha! She's not tainted, she's ill and she needs our help."
Ushamerea attempts to trust... Success!
Ushamera groans "I guess it won't be the worst thing to happen to me today."
The three elves huddle together for warmth shivering on the cold stone and attempt to rest.
What does Porala do? she is not bothered by the cold.
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