Chapter 11: Chapter 2 – Zaria

--- Week 1 - Day 2 - Wednesday, 4th Day of the Seventh Month ---

Zaria gathered Yuki. She had put it off, but it was now time. She had to meditate on the arcane. Her sorcerer spell slots had to be prepared.

She had no clue what it would be like, but then suddenly things became clearer. The spells started swirling in her mind. How to use them, what they were for, the pride in your magic. Her blood sang.

About 15 minutes later she opened her eyes and felt all her arcane spell slots ready for action.

Next, she decided to meditate on nature for her three non-religious classes. The Ranger and the Druid were natural. The Temple raider of Tamano no Mae less so. But it required meditation too. So, she meditated on nature, on temples and ruins, somehow it became temples and ruins covered by nature. The spells flowed into her mind. She got a pick me feeling from many of them. She picked her choices and felt them settle in her mind. Many feeling rather smug about it. Naturally she applied her automatic quicken, still and silent to all of them. A few got other metamagics. Spells as a free action were too good to skip.

When she opened her eyes the night sky was turning lighter. It was however time to pray. Shrine Maiden and Cleric required her to pray to Tamano. It was surprisingly simple to start. "Thank you Tama. A whole world to explore. Thank you very much." She sank into thoughts of 9 golden tails and why fluff was superior. All too soon spells asked for attention. She picked mainly healing for the cleric, the shrine maiden just needed the slots.

When she saw reality again it was morning. Now she just had to finish her wizard spells. She gathered the sleeping Yuki and ran back to her room.

There she picked her spell book and checked it. The cantrips were all there. And three basic 1st level spells. However, there were many she had to add. So, she took a quill and the special ink and started writing. The pages filled quickly, wizard spell after wizard spell flew from her mind onto the paper. It was weird, she was more or less forgetting the spells, unless she decided to load them back into her mind. It was like removing them from her mind and then loading them back into it. She wondered if that was how computers felt during hard drive swaps.

When she was done, she found Cibelle behind her and more soup waiting for her.

"If lunch is soup again I am going to raid the kitchen!" She promised.

She heard a snicker behind her and turned to look at Elior who was looking the other way. "I heard that, you siscon."

"I am not a siscon!"

"Want me to place a zone of truth and then we can see if you are a siscon or not."

Elior paled a little. "That is not necessary."

"Well fine. I finished my prayers and have my spells ready. Elior there will be some refugees later, how is your Goddess towards fluffies?" Zaria turned and faced Elior directly.

"Fluffies?" Elior was confused.

Zaria nodded seriously.

Elior was still very confused.

Behind Zaria Cibelle pointed at the ears and tail.

"Oh, fluffies. Heal when needed?"

"While the answer is acceptable, that is still a fail."

"A fail?"

"Yes, a Fail. You needed help from Cibelle to understand."

"But …"

"No, it is a fail." Zaria took a sheet of paper and noted down that she had to find the bunny. "How was dinner with the Duke?"

"Silent. He asked about your memories, then nodded and did not say anything before leaving once he was done."

"That sounds … awkward?"

Elior agreed. "Indeed."

"There will be several fluffies dropping by that were attacked by the church of humanity. The leader is still alive, and will be held for questioning." Zaria informed.

Elior's face hardened. "It is a cult, supposedly praying to the supreme human God, who goes by the name of John Doe. There are no other reports about a God of that name and even the Goddesses never mention him.

Zaria asked in disbelief. "A supreme god named John Doe that gods don't know? Wait you said the Goddesses?"

"There are no male Gods any more. They all died fighting the male Demon Gods. It was mutual destruction." Elior explained.

"Somehow that does not surprise me?" Zaria wondered.

Cibelle added. "Your father wishes to see you for lunch."

"Good to know, I guess I should adjust another dress. Pick one for me, and tell the cook I am sick of soup."

"As you wish Mistress, I shall inform him right now. Steak or chicken?"

Steak or chicken. A nice juicy steak made the mouth water, medium sounded wonderful. But the chicken was lighter and done well, very delicious. And it was a real chicken, not a mass produced industrial one. "I guess chicken this time. Steak is better, but a bit much as a first real meal."

"I shall return with the sewing materials in a moment. The cook will be informed."

Cibelle left the room and Left Elior and Zaria alone.

"So, are you still paranoid?"

"Yes, how do you know someone will come?" Elior demanded.

Zaria gave an amused smile. "I snuck out, found a group from the cult of wastes of life about to burn a group of fluffies, after hearing how they planned to purify the beasts with fire or so. I eradicated them."

Elior took a moment to react, then she went several shades paler. "You went out and what?"

"Exterminated, terminated, ended, removed, destroyed … a group of human racists."

"But how?"

"Jumped out of the window and went exploring?"

Elior had trouble believing that.

"Don't worry, you will see them when they arrive. Unless they decided to escape and ran off." Zaria commented amused. "And no, I don't feel regret, they were about to burn fluffy women and fluffy children."

"Is fluffy that important?"

"It is my flaw."

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Elior pondered the enigma silently.

The reincarnated Lady was mysterious. Memories were gone but she was epic. She was not a normal race by her own admission. A kitsune, a favoured of Tamano no Mae. A race from the spiritual side. Weak to cold iron, often very loyal, they had True Seeing and were fast but frailer physically. The fox ears and tail fit, however the lack of strength did not.

Additionally, she said she was epic. Which meant that she was over level 20. She recognized the spell book and the familiar recognized her. She even knew the name without anyone telling her.

She clearly trusted Cibelle a lot, and Cibelle seemed to accept her as the Mistress. However, people did not get killed by spells meant to destroy the body and soul, and were then returned to life. There was clearly divine will behind it. Tamano no Mae was a controversial deity. She clearly did something, maybe because she found it interesting or amusing. There was a mind with knowledge in that body. Clearly that mind had knowledge.

But the personal things were lacking. No real personal memories. Save fluffies? It was her flaw somehow. Kill human extremists that probably deserved it? She showed no remorse.

Tease her for loving her sisters? Trying to convince her to bed them? Making fun of her and not taking her seriously?

Whoever that girl was now, had power. She was not afraid to go out at night, slaughter human extremists and to tease a level 14 cleric.

As far as Elior could see, this kitsune had not much of her former values and none of the memories. The meeting with her father would be very telling.

The first impression in the basement upon her awakening was not good.

She was really curious and wondered if this … being was safe to set upon her poor frail Mistress.

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Zaria spent the next few hours remaking two formal dresses.

Cibelle and Elior watched fascinated. This was work in the realm of legendary artisans. And it was all done free hand without a mannequin.

It was quick and chaotic, something got done, then something else was done somewhere completely different, sometimes there was a pause in one thing and something else was quickly adjusted or sewed on.

While it lacked the order of professional dressmakers, it still went on quickly, the seams held and the readymade dresses took shape.

The last stitch done, Zaria stretched and this time it was silent. However, it clearly had an effect as the kitsune had a very satisfied look on her face.

"Time for a walk. I spent too much time sitting today." She quickly freshened up and dressed with Cibelle's help. Then the maid had to live with being observed suspiciously as she helped Zaria braid the hair. A loose braid that Zaria wrapped twice around her neck like a shawl.

Finally, they were able to leave for a walk after Zaria ignored all shoes and settled for going barefoot.

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Yuki was leading the way. It was not a surprise that Zaria liked the same places as before, the glass house with the roses had a nice smell and was rather humid, the pond with the fish was very relaxing. The small gazebo was a nice place to sit and relax. The back garden was artistically done, it was comfortable yet not overloaded.

The side garden was the kitchens herbal garden with small fields with various vegetables.

The front gardens were fields of flowers and low growing trees and bushes. It held the entryway and as they looked at the right-side gardens the kitsune turned away from the even grass meant for festivities towards the gate.

"Cibelle, you told the guards that I am awaiting fluffies?"

"Yes Mistress."

"Then let us find out who the idiot is." Zaria started walking towards the farther away gate.

"Do you require a dagger Mistress?"

"No, I am good without one. Less chance of accidentally killing someone."

Soon everyone could overhear the argument.

"As if the Lady had time for filthy beasts like you!"

"The girl who saved us called herself Zaria and said to come here."

"As if animals like you had the right to call her name. I will punish you and free that poor man you assaulted."

Zaria had heard enough.

"What is that idiots rank Cibelle?" She whispered to her maid.

"Guard Captain. Only the Guard Commander is higher."

"Was everyone informed of my new race and colour?"

"Yes Mistress."

"Elior stop, he is mine."

"There she is! The albino vixen that saved us!" A dogwoman pointed past the guards.

"As if I'd believe such lies. Our beautiful Lady now a lowly animal? Impossible!"

Several guards cheered in agreement; others looked clearly uncomfortable. Several did turn around and look. All those that were facing in the right direction, however paled at the look of pure malice their white and foxy lady was giving the oblivious Guard Captain.

"I made my orders clear." The soft melodic voice called out. "Escort them in, throw the waste of air into a cell. So why does a lowly Guard Captain believe that he can defy my will?"

The guard captain spun around. He saw the Ladies maid, that strong cleric and a small foxgirl that was all white and wearing a flower-patterned dress that accented the hair, the white skin and the red eyes. She was unearthly beautiful.

"These beasts say that they know the Lady Zaria van Kairan."

The white vixen nodded. "Naturally they do, I saved them from idiots after all. I sent Cibelle here to inform the guards of their arrival. I ask again, why does a lowly Guard Captain believe he can do as he wishes and release a criminal I personally apprehended?"

"The... There is no proof!" The captain shouted sweating.

"I heard enough." It was the small things that made up her scariness. The fangs peeking, the way her red eyes were looking bored as if he was not worthy of her attention, the ears standing at attention, the swishing tail when nothing else was moving, the hands that seemed frozen in a claw shape with nails that looked too sharp to be natural. The almost growl in her bored voice. "Seems we need a new Guard Captain. This one is getting locked away, insulting a Duke's Daughter, disobeying orders, being a racist, not listening, gross stupidity, conspiracy to spread racism by releasing a prisoner accused of unlawful self-justice, being an accessory to racial discrimination, not washing properly, and finally being a waste of air. I would start interrogating you piece by piece, but honestly you are too retarded to know anything."

The former captains’ legs gave out and he started foaming at the mouth.

"You and you, get that thing into a cell, that other thing they brought too. I will take care of them later." Zaria did not even look at the passed-out guard. "Strip him and splash him, he smells even worse now."

Suddenly the serious aura of death disappeared. "Welcome, I am the Lady Zaria van Kairan, Daughter of Duke Kairan, Shrine Maiden of Tamano no Mae. May your rest in my home be a refreshing one." Zaria did a perfect curtsy. Zaria stepped aside pointing at Elior "This is Elior, cleric of Mirula, a healer that is visiting out estate, should you have any concerns you want an outsider's perspective on, she is the perfect person for it." Zaria turned away and started walking along the road to the mansion. "Please follow me. Yuki go ahead and get someone's attention." With a yip the white fox darted off.

"Do you really intend to dissect them?" Elior asked a bit shocked.

Zaria shrugged. "To be honest, that sounds totally disgusting and smelly."

"I heard that for proper effect you cannot gag them." Cibelle added.

Zaria's ears went flat on her head. "That sounds needlessly loud and annoying."

"I might know someone who can be a proper torturer." Cibelle offered.

"Do you know a smith that would lend me the equipment?" Zaria asked.

"I shall ask around."

"Now where is the puppy with the broken arm? I want to heal her." Zaria looked around, then at a carriage further in the back she spotted her target. "Right, there you are." Zaria headed to the carriage carrying her poor hurt fluffy and jumped onto it, there she quickly healed the broken arm. A restoration cast through an arcane spell slot.

"Thank you, Lady Zaria." The puppy, a 9-year-old doggirl gushed.

"No, to you I am just Zaria." She pointed at herself. "I may be Lady Zaria, but that is only when needed, like with that idiot before. Or when someone annoys me, like that idiot before. Or when there is someone visiting who thinks that they are important. Finally, when needing to act officially as a ruler." Zaria smiled amused. "That means I am usually just Zaria, the kitsune of Tamano no Mae."

Cibelle had to work hard to keep a straight face.

The soldiers were all clearly intimidated. The few that had cheered at the guard captain’s speech were also disgusted since they had to carry him, it was clear he had soiled himself like her Mistress had said.

Things were actually interesting now. The young Lady had been intriguing before, but now she was amusing and fascinating.

Things like a personal maid leading a caravan of carriages where most seemed to be raided from the infamous church of humanity? Not something that should ever happen.

When they arrived at the mansion several confused maids were awaiting them with an entirely too smug Yuki.

"I need to meet my father for lunch, I will be back right after." Zaria told the fluffies, she would not let them escape without some more mofu-mofu. "You over there, get those two into cells and cleaned up." She ordered the soldiers. "Elior, you should change for lunch." She stared at the cleric that looked armed for war in her shiny plate armour. "Cibelle, tell the cook to make something simple but meaty for the fluffies." Zaria then froze. "I delegated everything, what will I do now?"

"Big sis! Is this really your house?" The puppy dodged her rather panicked mothers’ hands and ran to Zaria.

"Yes, or rather my families. Father lives here, the maids live here. The guards live over there. My room is on the other side."

"Ohhh, so large."

"And easy to get lost in." Zaria added. "A lot of rooms, great if you have a large family, feels impersonal otherwise. My room and the gardens are where I spend the most time." She gave the women a look. "Let’s get your clothes repaired." She used several Mendings to fix rips and earned several shouts of surprise on the quick repairs.

"Lady Zaria?"

"Just Zaria, but yes?"

"We looted the enemies."

"Lunch first, then work."

"We should get underway soon?"

"I will take care of it."

"But you already saved our lives?"

"Hush, I will get you home tonight or tomorrow."

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"It is about a week away by caravan?"

"And that is why magic is great." Zaria saw it as a simple thing. "We will talk later. I need to go to lunch now. The cooks should have something prepared for you right after."

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The dining room was large. The table could seat around 40 people comfortably. Zaria was on one end, the father on the other, Elior right in the middle.

At least the chicken was going to be good, hopefully.

Nobody was talking.

A maid got a scare when she tried to serve Zaria soup and got growled at.

Once the maid had left with the clearly unwanted soup Zaria broke the silence. "That was a cute squeak she did."

Elior resigned herself to Lady Zaria being in a teasing mood.

"Yes, it was." The father confirmed.

Elior choked on her soup.

"The lungs are not meant for eating." The kitsune explained helpfully.

The Duke nodded. "Lungs are required for breathing."

Elior was suddenly afraid she had misjudged the situation. She was alone, the maids did not count in enemy territory.

The silence reappeared only making the cleric more paranoid.

Finally, the chicken came.

Zaria's full attention was immediately taken.

"You know who you are?" The Duke asked.

"I was told who I am."

Silence, broken only by the low sounds of eating.

"You know of your origin?"

Zaria chewed without hurry and swallowed. "Homunculus, multiracial, Yuki contributed too. My main race is kitsune race of Tamano no Mae."

Again, silence came.

"Your memories?"

"None, only feelings, you being the most complex one. Wanting to prove myself to you, pride, abandonment, a sad desire to be loved, hopelessness, and a feeling of never doing things right." Zaria looked at the man. "Don't worry, I think I don't miss anything. Can't miss what you don't remember."

The man in the room nodded and returned to his meal.

Elior felt confused. Didn't those two have more to talk about? They were father and daughter.

Soon she was the last one eating. The Duke rose and left; Zaria was watching her. It made her uncomfortable.

Stare.

Elior started to feel twitchy.

Cibelle joined her Mistress in staring.

Elior lost her appetite. "You don't need to wait for me Lady Zaria."

"But I thought you are supposed to watch me?"

Elior had to admit that she actually was meant to watch over her. However, she felt more relaxed away from the teasing vixen.

"Once you are done, let’s see what the idiots had, some of that I'll give them for surviving, the rest will be used for my equipment." Zaria offered.

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Zaria was shown to one of the large carriages, where the loot was piled up.

The loot had a decent amount of worth, the usefulness was limited for the items.
29800 sp
2400 gp
Hematite: 14 gp
Moonstone: 50 gp
Amber: 110 gp
Smoky Quartz: 70 gp
Pink Pearl: 70 gp
Emerald: 300 gp
Black Pearl: 500 gp
Star Ruby: 1000 gp
Climber's Kit (80 gp)
3 Tanglefoot bags (50 gp each)
Darkwood Heavy Shield (257 gp)
Holy Water (25 gp)
Potion of Eagle's Splendour (300gp)

The two idiots would have to wait for their interrogation, since Cibelle sent for someone, and the soldiers were not equipped to interrogate a level 8 cleric.

While fed, the fluffies were clearly more nervous now. At least the older ones were. The puppies, kittens and kits had no regard for young friendly nobility and were just happy to see their big sis that had saved them.

And like children kept on asking.

"Why are you white?"
"I was reborn this way."
"Reborn?"
"Normally you get born once and then it is over, sometimes things get a lot more difficult, and you get born again. Imagine you got hurt, and to heal you need to be born again." She pointed at the puppy that had had a broken arm with her free hand. "Before you were a puppy, now you are a kitten." She pointed at a cute kitten that she was petting with her busy hand.
"That can happen?"
"It can happen!"
"Oh, then what were you before?"
"Now that is a secret."
"Why?"
"More fun that way."
"How many rooms does this house have?"
"Way too many."
"Do you have your room to yourself? I share it with my sister."
"Yes, I do, it is a large room, makes me feel alone, I try to spend as much time away from it as I can."
"I want to be alone sometimes."
"We all do, but relaxing under a tree is much better."
Zaria spent some more time question and answering, while the women prepared for departure.

Finally, Zaria let the fluffies tell her about the town of Trianna. Especially about the Shrine of Tamano no Mae. It was in need of repairs. A wooden building, a roof made from wood. Walls were old and worn. The floor had a few damaged spots from the leaking roof. It was up the hill from the town, the steps needed replacing and the tori needed repainting.

She could feel it, she knew which way it was? She had an idea what it looked like, how far away it was.

Greater Teleport

She was in a different place. There was the shrine before her, the sacred ropes were rotting, the talismans were decayed. This shrine had not been maintained for a few years.

Zaria released her suppression and turned invisible.

She walked down the steps, followed the overgrown road to the street. It was a success. She decided to look for a good spot to send them all off to. A bit up the road was an empty clearing. This was a good place to send them to. Zaria walked around trying to remember the place. Then suppressed her invisibility again and was back with a Teleport

"I saw the shrine. That will need a lot of work." Zaria reported. "Now, everyone steps back, I will create your way home." Teleportation circle, Rapid magic, silenced spell, enlarged spell.
Zaria created a 10' radius circle of teleportation. It was a spell level 10 spell.

Elior was the only one who understood what had happened. And to her it was proof that Zaria was truly epic. Only an epic character could change the Circle of Teleportation.

First, they led the horses to the blank space of earth. There was nothing special about it. Then suddenly the ground glowed and the horses and the two women with them were gone. More horses and fluffies followed. One after the other, most carriages were pushed onto the circle and teleported away as well. 2 of the larger carriages were kept as proof since they were from the cult.

After the last one was gone Zaria pointed at the ground. "Nobody should step here for a few more hours. Actually, to make it simple. Do not approach until tomorrow. Cibelle get someone to make a sign. And someone get me some paint so I can paint the radius."

The result was a large even circle that waited for idiots to step in.

"Now that this is done, and the guests left, is there anything else today?"

"You asked for the library Mistress."

"«Do you know what languages you can speak?»" Elior asked, in Elvish.

"«Enough probably, now let me check out that library.»" Zaria replied without hesitation in the same language.

"«This way Mistress.»"

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The library was decently sized. There were enough tomes to make most scholars happy. However certain topics were lacking. Religion had few tomes. Crafting was rather underwhelming as well content wise. Politics and etiquette were far too much. Fiction was outdated and mostly romance.

Zaria gathered history first. Paper and pencil were prepared and she dove into the books.

Three hours later the kitsune rubbed her temples. "War, war, war." She summed up. "Humans fought everything. High Elves for being arrogant asses. Wood and Forest Elves for protecting their forests. Dragons because they are powerful. Dwarves because of their mines. Human because they wanted to rule over more humans."

She turned towards Elior who was reading a romance novel. "Do I really need to learn this stuff?"

"Unfortunately, yes. But like I said. Duke Aschen's library is better sorted."

"Then let's raid it tomorrow."

"What?"

"Let’s raid his library tomorrow."

"But …"

"Describe something nearby and I can teleport us there. Simple."

Elior held back from saying that casually using Greater Teleport was anything but simple normally. Maybe it was an epic thing.

"Now time to read agriculture."

"You are finished with history?"

"Not at all, but I needed a quick overview." Zaria pointed at the papers she had filled with notes. "History has three sides to everything. For conflicts it is winners, losers and outsiders. For political marriages it is the husband's family, the wife's family and other nobles and royalty. Reformations have the land owner, those that have to do it and those that watch from the outside." Zaria waved at her notes. "Most of it here showed only the winner and loser sides. But it would be interesting to see the viewpoint of outside races, those that the war held little to no impact. Were the lich wars really something that impacted every race? Was the fight at Tai'lian really something that changed the course of the war?"

Elior quickly realized that this was not just history, it was philosophy, nobility and royalty, geography, and development as well. She did not look at it as just history.

To her it was an interwoven total.

"Mistress, it is time for dinner soon, and Yuki went bunny hunting."

Elior looked around, the white fox was actually gone. She felt for the poor bunny.

"Right, I wanted to hunt her down and check if she is actually worth taking with us." Zaria pondered. "Let us get her after dinner, and no soup!"

Eliot had the feeling soup was a trauma to the small kitsune. Or maybe it was a racial thing.

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Before dinner Zaria went and started checking out shoes. Luckily Cibelle found several older pairs stashed away in a store room that were still good. What Zaria however really wanted instead of the pretty shoes they had found was boots and sandals.

Then they rearranged Zaria's hair in a top knot, a rather large one. She clearly had too much hair for most hairstyles.

With a heavy heart, she decided to cut some of it. That was where the real trouble started.

Normal scissors could not cut it.

Using an enchanted dagger worked, with difficulty. But then came the real surprise.

"Mistress. Your hair is growing back."

"Sure, hair does that."

"Not in visible speeds that already replaced all we just cut off."

Zaria, Cibelle and Elior were all staring. Burning the hair did not work, burned parts were replaced. Cutting it off, caused it to regrown. Plucking it caused an angry Zaria to threaten anyone who tried again, and it did not even pull out the hairs themselves.

"Hopeless?" Elior asked.

"Hopeless!" Cibelle confirmed.

"Hmm, maybe some more exotic hairstyles, with pins that let strands hang out and down?" Zaria wondered. It was fantasy, so why not a fantasy hairstyle?

"That could work, but I have no experience with such intricate styles." Cibelle admitted.

Cibelle and Zaria gave Elior a look. "No, it is hopeless."

"What?" Elior was confused, again.

"There is no way you know how to make a complex hairstyle." Zaria explained.

Elior was annoyed, they clearly did not expect much from her.

"Then Lady Elior can you make one?"

"Naturally I cannot."

"See hopeless."

Elior pouted. It was only day two and she already wanted to go back home.

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Dinner was silent.

Zaria didn't speak, her full attention on the sausage plate in front of her.

Duke Kairan didn't speak, not seeing any need to.

The maids were staring.

Cibelle was staring at her.

Elior had a really hard time eating.

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After dinner Zaria went to take a bath, while Elior went to relax, and Cibelle and Yuki went bunny hunting.

Zaria decided to check her possible Wild Shapes. "Arctic Fox, no surprise. Fox, no surprise either. Wolf, kinda expected that. Lazy Cat, … ehh what? I did not see that. Trout, ate and cooked enough of them. Raven, pretty basic. Viper, I like snakes so why not. Shark, uhh sure, watched enough movies. Megalodon, … nope, I did not see that, not going to be a prehistoric mega shark out to eat ships. Tentacle Monster … what? No! No! No! Brainbleach!" Zaria took a moment to compose herself. "Plants now let’s see, a fern, a pine tree, a purple rose … that is oddly specific. An oak, a mountain pine, a sakura tree … why am I not surprised. Ohh finally some good stuff. Dragons. Black Dragon, Ancient, I remember those. Red Dragon, Very Old, killed enough of them to remember. White Dragon, Wyrm, I think I met one in a quest once? Brass Dragon, Ancient, wasn't that the calm type? Copper Dragon, Ancient, or was it this one?" Zaria closed her character sheet. "That could have been worse. I expected more cat types though?" She put it out of her mind for now, trying to forget certain entries.

Zaria was soaking and relaxed when a smug Yuki and an amused Cibelle escorted a teary and clearly nervous bunny in.

"Yuki was right, you are really adorable."

The bunny, not counting the ears, was about 87 cm tall, she was a black bunny with brown eyes. Small and slender like most of her race. She looked like a frail and very pretty doll to Zaria.

Zaria approved. "I have an offer for you. Become my second maid, better pay, some adventures, and more fun. Unfortunately, that means that we will play with you a lot as well."

The bunny flinched when three pairs of eyes focused on her ears.

"Uhm, how much more pay?"

Zaria pondered for a moment. Then focused on Cibelle. "You earn more than other maids as my personal maid? If so, how much more?"

"I earn 15 gp a month as your personal maid and a level 2 sorcerer meant to protect you. This includes any spell components I might require in your service, food, supplies and such are included. Accessories are not."

"Oh, I earn 3 gp a month right now." The bunny admitted.

"Then let’s say 10 gp for now, what is your level?"

"I am level 1, and really 10 gp a month?"

"Yes, in return you are mine, my fluffy little pet, for me to play with."

"I'll do it!" The bunny agreed, with a deep red blush.

We have her 2nd maid. Actually, I have an idea for the third maid.
Bunnies are size S, meaning half the size of a human.
Now for some Bunny creation:
Her base flaw is Sensitive Ears

The Maid Bunny is:
A - 1: 32 Point build. (two extra flaws)
A - 2: 36 Point build (4 extra flaws)
A - 3: 42 Point build (7 extra flaws)
B - 1: Scout: favoured race. Move a lot in combat, do extra damage based on the movement.
B - 2: Cleric: she prays to the Moon Goddess, the beautiful Moon Bunny.
B - 3: Rogue: being small, she is good at finding things, including traps. Combat meh.
B - 4: Bard: music, spells and some combat, more of an allrounder.
C - 1: Erotic Flaw: Unclothed: You dislike clothes, you can't sleep properly clothed and the less covered you are the better you feel. Being clothed causes irritation and distraction, being bare causes Arousal.
C - 2: Erotic Flaw: Sensitive Nipples: Your nipples are very sensitive, even clothing rubbing against them arouses you a lot
C - 3: Erotic Flaw: Dripping: When you get aroused you don't get wet, you start dripping.
C - 4: Erotic Flaw: Marking Outside: You pee Outside, It gives you a feeling of marking your territory. you have trouble doing it inside.
C - 5: Erotic Flaw: Submissive: You are submissive. You get ordered around and that gets you all hot and bothered.
C - 6: Erotic Flaw: Pet: You are perfectly comfortable as a pet. A collar is all you need and a master to spoil you, play with you and mate with you.
C - 7: Erotic Flaw: Underdeveloped: Your sexual organs are less developed as if you were younger. smaller breasts, less developed nipples, tiny pussy and no pubes.
C - 8: Erotic Flaw: Delusional: You tend to let your dirty mind run into delusions. You take anything as sexual usually. Delusions are fun.
C - 9: Erotic Flaw: Masochistic: You are a Masochist. A nice spanking, getting tied up are a dream for you. Pain and pleasure have a difference? You don't think so.

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