Nyla, your friendly neighborhood baker
Temple
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And hold on tight Nyla did.

Her chest, very obviously squishing against the mans back as she'd try and think happy, non-lewd, non invasive thoughts through the entirety of the trip like the wholesome, pure, demure maiden she was most definitely. Thankfully, all she had to do was imagine giving Lady Kyouko a bath back home to prevent any immediate shenanigans with wandering slippery appendages. He'd probably notice some occasional light giggling coming from her, though.

The rest of the trip would pass without incident from the Shoggoth. Once at the temple, Nyla hopped off, helping Lord Oja off his steed as well before quietly playing the part of dutiful maid. She had no thoughts to give on the subject at had, nor any input to give regarding the refugees. Her priority, was to Lord Oja after all.

She was interested in the reinforcements, however. That meant if she tried really hard she could probably use the circle to immediately go back to Lady Kyouko.

If she wasn't a loyal little shog she would. Ah, she wondered how Lady Kyouko was doing...perhaps she should ask?

A glacies and two girls...one which...seemed incredibly...

Nyla's lower body returned to its gooey state, her multitude of eyes peering carefully at Ripcord as they'd leave. Instead of pursuing that thought, though, Nyla approached the Glacies.

[color=a187be]"A pleasure, miss. I am Nyla. Correct me If I'm wrong, but if I understand correctly, you came from Lady Kyouko's estate? If I may make a small inquiry as I used to be her maid before she sent me over here, how is she doing?"[/color]