Go find the priestess

You find Laranelle, as advertised, at the temple of Etherial. She is, like Flora, a sun elf, with platinum blonde hair and a sunny complexion. Unlike Flora, she has a truly robust milkmaiden's figure that is apparent even under her conservative clerical robes. She's so amazing, you almost forget that you've already got a naked sun elf girl slung over your shoulder.

It's this naked sun elf girl that seems to get you the most attention. It would appear that you caught the good priestess in the middle of a sermon, and the furious screaming and kicking of your cargo is disrupting things. Laranelle's face goes bright red as she beholds the bare ass of Flora.

"What is the meaning of this?" she demands. "Put her down and let her cover up! You insult the goddess with this indecency!"

"Wow, two sun elves in the same hamlet?" says Daisy. The dark elf struts up the aisle with her hands behind her head, letting everyone drink in her own bare body. The cocky steps she takes are making her grapefruits bounce in a most distracting way. "Aren't you guys, like, rare or something?"

"I must insist that you put on some clothes or leave this place!" says Laranelle.

"We'll have to be sure to talk about where we can find others of your stripe after we strip you," says Daisy. "Speaking of which, Raider, how do you want to proceed?"