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Choosing to fight among humans was nerve-wracking at first. She didn't know much about their way of life. On a rare respite from adventuring Mina the Elf sat in the common room of a suite, she and her companions had pooled together to book. The rest of her team had gone down to the local tavern, and she had decided to stay to rest and practice some healing spells.

She kicked off the boots her companion Lethias had bought for her at the start of their journey, explaining that elven sandals were no match for tough terrains and rapid movement. She grimaced and coughed as a visible waft of odorous steam rose from her boots as she placed them beside the privy door.

"Goodness! That is rancid!" she said fanning her nose with her hand. "Human footwear is horribly designed." She sat on a lounge chair and conjured some crystals and attempted to heal a butterfly's broken wing which she had picked up from the ground earlier. The butterfly floated above her hand in between the magic stones. She muttered an incantation and was delighted when the wing repaired and the butterfly flew around the room.

The door to the common room opened and Lethias stepped through. He had shed his dark violet armor and was now in common wear, he ran a hand through his thick blueish hair and waved at Mina as he walked in.

"I healed a butterfly!" she chimed proudly and clapped her hands together.

"That's very good," said Lethias watching the butterfly flying around the room. "Keep that up and you'll be an amazing healer for us!" For now the crew had relied on potions and salves to heal them during and after battle. He pushed a chair close to her and she looked down, embarrassed.

"Excuse the odor," she said softly, not sure if he had noticed the smell coming from her feet, but warned him anyway. "The boots as you call them have made my feet smell quite foul."

Lethias gave a chuckle and told her it was fine, and that all footwear eventually made feet smell bad. He also explained that some people found the odor to be pleasant, which made Mina confused. He offered to massage her feet.

"Are you s-sure?" she stammered and put her feet together in embarrassment. He nodded and she lifted a foot towards him. Lethias grabbed it and began massaging her sole.

"So some human males, such as yourself have an affinity for feet?" asked Mina tilting her head, watching as her companion rubbed her feet, even massaging in between her toes. Lethias blushed.

"I never said I had a foot fetish!" he cried, and looked away realizing what he had said. He was sure she didn't understand what the word meant.

"Mine are terribly odorous at the moment, do these men enjoy feet in this state?" she looked at his face that was blushing deeper. "What else do they like about feet?" She could see that Lethias was uncomfortable with her questions.

"Well, some men like having a girl's feet in their face," muttered Lethias, and slowly looked up at her and grabbed her other foot. She immediately lifted her other foot up and shoved it in his face, pressing it against his nose.

"I know you did not ask, but your demeanor tells me that you are one of these men Lethias," she tilted her head and pulled her foot back when she felt it get hot from his embarrassment. He asked her to do it again but lift her toes up to his nose. She gave a soft giggle. " You humans have the strangest customs!" And laughed as the butterfly came back and landed on her hand.

Description
Choosing to fight among humans was nerve-wracking at first. She didn't know much about their way of life. On a rare respite from adventuring Mina the Elf sat in the common room of a suite, she and her companions had pooled together to book. The rest of her team had gone down to the local tavern, and she had decided to stay to rest and practice some healing spells.

She kicked off the boots her companion Lethias had bought for her at the start of their journey, explaining that elven sandals were no match for tough terrains and rapid movement. She grimaced and coughed as a visible waft of odorous steam rose from her boots as she placed them beside the privy door.

"Goodness! That is rancid!" she said fanning her nose with her hand. "Human footwear is horribly designed." She sat on a lounge chair and conjured some crystals and attempted to heal a butterfly's broken wing which she had picked up from the ground earlier. The butterfly floated above her hand in between the magic stones. She muttered an incantation and was delighted when the wing repaired and the butterfly flew around the room.

The door to the common room opened and Lethias stepped through. He had shed his dark violet armor and was now in common wear, he ran a hand through his thick blueish hair and waved at Mina as he walked in.

"I healed a butterfly!" she chimed proudly and clapped her hands together.

"That's very good," said Lethias watching the butterfly flying around the room. "Keep that up and you'll be an amazing healer for us!" For now the crew had relied on potions and salves to heal them during and after battle. He pushed a chair close to her and she looked down, embarrassed.

"Excuse the odor," she said softly, not sure if he had noticed the smell coming from her feet, but warned him anyway. "The boots as you call them have made my feet smell quite foul."

Lethias gave a chuckle and told her it was fine, and that all footwear eventually made feet smell bad. He also explained that some people found the odor to be pleasant, which made Mina confused. He offered to massage her feet.

"Are you s-sure?" she stammered and put her feet together in embarrassment. He nodded and she lifted a foot towards him. Lethias grabbed it and began massaging her sole.

"So some human males, such as yourself have an affinity for feet?" asked Mina tilting her head, watching as her companion rubbed her feet, even massaging in between her toes. Lethias blushed.

"I never said I had a foot fetish!" he cried, and looked away realizing what he had said. He was sure she didn't understand what the word meant.

"Mine are terribly odorous at the moment, do these men enjoy feet in this state?" she looked at his face that was blushing deeper. "What else do they like about feet?" She could see that Lethias was uncomfortable with her questions.

"Well, some men like having a girl's feet in their face," muttered Lethias, and slowly looked up at her and grabbed her other foot. She immediately lifted her other foot up and shoved it in his face, pressing it against his nose.

"I know you did not ask, but your demeanor tells me that you are one of these men Lethias," she tilted her head and pulled her foot back when she felt it get hot from his embarrassment. He asked her to do it again but lift her toes up to his nose. She gave a soft giggle. " You humans have the strangest customs!" And laughed as the butterfly came back and landed on her hand.