High Priestess Alarra paced in her chambers, anxiously awaiting official word of her campaign.

Alarra’s kingdom had been at war with the demonic forces of corruption for years, and had made steady progress in pushing them back. All official reports indicated that victory was near, despite horrific casualties, and rumors this morning were that the army was returning after dealing a final strike. The front gates of the city sent word that her general had arrived, ahead of his armies, and would present himself before her most urgently.

The High Priestess impatiently rounded her altar, kneeling in her immaculate white robes, and began to pray to the goddess to help calm herself.

The fertility goddess revered new life above all things. As such, Alarra’s robes cover most of her, save for a narrow strip down her chest to below her belly button. The exposed curvature of her full breasts and tummy is purposeful, celebrating and exuding fertility. The narrow strip and her bust, are held in place by an elegant full-neck collar, which affixes to the robe. Slits in the robes along her thighs, teasingly reveal smooth, toned legs. The rest of the robes conform to her voluptuous shape and accentuate her curvature well. She is considered an idol of fertility by her subjects, a nurturer and caretaker, above all others.

As she prays, her long curly golden hair glistens from the sunlight projected by the nearby window. Her appearance at times, is almost heavenly.

“Boom”

“Boom”