You discover that Ariel is a priestess of law and justice.

The art of war is 9/10ths deception. At least, that's how it should be; fighting is the most boring part of war, anyway. It's seeing the look of horror on your enemies' faces that makes all that planning and sneaking worthwhile. The booping afterwards is just icing on the cake. And speaking of horror...

"Y-you want me to take a bath with player-killers?!" Ariel whimpers. "I can't! They'll kill me and I'll get sent back to the adventurer's guild naked!"

You roll your eyes. She doesn't understand that she's only level 3. Nobody would want to kill her for XP. Maybe they'd keep her around as a pet for fun, but kill her? Nah.

You raise a sign and point your foxy ears straight out like an elf's. [OOM!]

"I don't care if the Elf Wizard's out of mana," Ariel says. "I'm not getting naked."

Your fur prickles. This is treason! Mutiny! Insubordination! Absolutely unacceptable. You need to show this priestess who's boss, or else she'll get out of line later. You can't strip her, but you can do other things...

In a whirlwind of orange fur, you bound behind Ariel. She can't see you because of her hood, which means you've got a straight shot at her backside. With a growl, you leap up and take a big chomp of her soft priestess butt.

"Yeeek!" Ariel shrieks. She tries to bat you away, but you're latched onto her nice and firm. With your nose buried in her robes, you can smell that same rosy incense from earlier (ew), but it's covered up by Ariel's sweat and layers of dirt.

"Stop it!" Ariel cries out. "That hurts!"

You release Ariel's butt and allow her a short reprieve to tend to her bruised booty. Her healing hands glow gold with divine light and she puts herself back in order. Her HP is fine, but her dignity isn't.

Ariel looks at you. For the first time she really understands her situation: she's bound to a Fox Spirit, and Fox Spirits do what they want, when they want. This particular Fox Spirit wants to wear lacy white panties on her head like a helmet.

"You're a pervert vixen," Ariel whines. "You're a naughty girl. Bad fox. Bad."

You nod enthusiastically.

Ariel sighs. "A priestess of Tyr should never partner with perverts. We're supposed to be paragons of purity and righteous dignity."

Your eyes bug out. Tyr? Ariel's a priestess of Law and Justice? The church of paladins and righteous fury? The mighty smiters of smiting all who need to be smitten? The humorless clergy with sticks so far up their butts they cough bark chips?

Oh, Ariel is gonna be so much fun!

You raise a sign. [Justice ----->]

Ariel looks where the arrow is pointing: towards the hot spring. She sighs. "I don't see how taking a bath with player killers helps bring them to justice..."

You make biting motions with your teeth.

"Okay! Okay!" Ariel winces. "I'll help you get into the bath. I'm not getting naked, though!"