A Knight's Quest/Chapter One/Check out the priestess.

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As the priestess focuses her attentions on the wounded man you focus your attentions on her. She's just as sexy as you'd initially judged, and her robes don't do much to conceal that. They're very well-fitting and elaborate, with gold trimmings over white silk and a heavy silver necklace ending in a star-shaped pendant - the symbol of the pantheon. In the larger cities each god and goddess has their own temple, or at least shrine, but here in the countryside towns tend to make do with a single church dedicated to the whole pantheon.

That pendant hangs down now as she kneels over her patient, but when she stands straight you can't help but notice the way it falls snugly into her impressive cleavage. Her breasts are clearly deliciously big and you can't help but start to think carnal thoughts, even despite the whimpering of the wounded man.

The feeling of magic in the air grows thicker and you notice at last that the priestess' hands are faintly glowing. Energy seems to be flowing from her palms into the man's chest and you swear that he's stopped bleeding. His breathing has deepened, and his eyes look less frantic. After a few more minutes, the priestess stands upright, wiping the back of her hand across her brow. Her skin glistens with a faint sheen of sweat.

"He'll be fine," she says, smiling at you, but her eyes are concerned. "But that was no mere sword wound. Dark magic was at work."

"Ser knight..." the man says, his eyes opening. His voice is cracked, exhausted, but he shakily lifts his hand towards you.

The priestess turns to him and shakes her head. "You need to sleep, sir. Your saviour will be here in the morning."

You think the priestess is probably right, but the man seems insistent on talking to you.

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