Penitence

"My mask is enchanted, it's a very simple enchantment though, it doesn't actually have the ability to discern between harmful or not, what it checks for is magic. Any kind of gas with a magical effect is blocked and it er... also has a mundane effect of filtering out particulate, so at the moment it seems to be blocking some kind of magical enchantment in the smoke as well as filtering the smoke itself," she explains.

She also sighs, "I hope Gre-" she starts then gasps, "I meant Dreg! I hope Dreg doesn't decide to take out his annoyance on me..." she mutters and growls, "hurting me to try and punish you guys somehow is exactly the kind of thing a little bully like him, would do," she continues and then shakes her head, "It hardly matters at the moment, we'll deal with that when it comes to it," she says and looks to the left door, before sighing again.

She carefully reaches up and undoes her mask slipping it off and then closes her eyes as she breathes in. Almost as soon as she breathes in, the smoke begins to move, convalescing in front of her and solidifying into a completely naked smoky gray copy of herself. Her eyes are still closed and she hasn't noticed it. The smoke version of her stands in front of her and then speaks as its hands move, one hand grabbing hold of its right breast squeezing and playing with it as its other hand slides down between its legs starting to stroke itself, "Oh... I'm such a naughty girl aren't I? So, many lustful thoughts in my head," she moans and Yulia opens her eyes upon hearing the voice and yelps stepping back from the smoke Yulia.

"What? What are you?" she asks nervously.

"Mmm, I'm you," she says as her fingers spread her cunt open and she pinches her nipple, "I know all your darkest secrets and I'm really enjoying them, so hot," she moans again and Yulia is visibly blushing as she watches and the smoke Yulia laughs, "Oh? You want to fuck me, huh? You're so sinful! I'm you and yet here you are imagining what it would feel like to have my fingers slip inside you, my tongue against yours..." she taunts and Yulia takes a step back.

"Nngh... I... I'm not..." Yulia whimpers, her arms move, self consciously covering her breasts and cunt despite still being fully dressed, her eyes struggling to look away from the smoke version of herself, eagerly pleasuring itself in front of her.

(Health: 100%

Mana: 100%

Equipment: Ceramic Beaked Mask, Monastic Scapular, standard bra, Standard Panties, 4 poison gas grenades, 3 healing kits, 2 syringes of poison, 2 syringes of adrenaline, 2 syringes of poison antidote, 1 sewing kit, 1 vial of unknown liquid, 9 days worth of rations, 3 two liter water jugs, 1 health potion, 1 mana potion, A boar mask, vial of sticky white liquid, Ornate Rapier.

Spells known: Great Heal (Lvl 2, Mastered, Cost: 25%)

Cure (Lvl 1, Mastered, Cost: 10%)

Icicle (Lvl 1, Mastered, cost: 15%)

Unlock (Lvl 1, Unmastered, Cost: 15%)

Repair (Lvl 1, Mastered, Cost: 5%-20% depending on factors).

Fetish: Bondage Rank: 1, Masochism Rank: 1,

Status Effect:

https://forum.chyoa.com/threads/the-tower-of-voices-voting-thread.3460/ )