Gordian Orgias; Talandars Scar

[Firehead]

Slissa's breathing became heavy as she handled the tiger's prick, but soon enough her plan worked as the flower started to do the work of sating the animal for her. It felt alien to her to use her power in such a strange way, but she hadn't relished the thought of being taken by the large feline and hadn't seen an alternative. Thankfully it seems to have worked as the beast grew docile. Letting the flower fall back into its natural state she considered what to do next. The big question was what to do about shelter for the night. She could try to build one here, but the cave would probably work out better. There was of course the fact that the tiger might get lusty again if she bunked down in its den overnight, but that could happen even if she was only here in the clearing so near to it. "C'mon boy, lets go get some shut eye." And with that she began the trek up to the tiger's den.

[Fantasy Fanatic]

Anna finds herself relieved that for once the safest option also seems to be the fastest. If she's in luck, the hut would be abandoned and the canoe in good condition. If less fortunate, the canoe would be in bad condition or the hut owner be occupied with something and too busy to help her and Pika cross. And in the worst case, the owner would be outright hostile. Hopefully this would be a best case scenario, seeing as living alone out here isn't something many would attempt, or for that matter manage for a long time.

Deciding that it was the best way to go about it, Anna gestured for Pika to follow her towards the hut.

[Nobudi]

Kades was acutally surprised how well the attack was executed, though not enough to feel the slight burn of embarrassment on her cheeks as she tumbled out of hiding like a loon. As the mage held her down with a gravity spell, she didn't bother trying to move her body, as now she began to sing out loud, calling for not only vines, but the blades of grass, the bodies of brush, even the trees to aid her. Pf course, if the Ferals were not cumming their brains out still, their help would be much appreciated as well.

[LillyMacow]

Laughing Hyena

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Enemy:
tier 3 roll = 4, 2, 6, 5 (2/x successes)
tier 2 roll = 1, 3, 2 (2/x successes)
tier 1 roll = 5, 2, 3 (3/x successes)

must beat or tie 3 Successes, seduction defense check
seduction(2) roll = 4, 2 (0/3 successes; desperation 1)
charm(2) roll = 6, 6 (2/3 successes; desperation 2)
mind(1) roll = 2 (2/3 successes; desperation 3)
"Why must you make this difficult?" a female women steps out though her face is hidden under a curtain of black hair. She doesnt appear to have a weapon, "be a dear and put down the torch, what are you going to do burn me? I am an unarmed women, that hardly seems honorable." she says slowly wading through the water toward you. Swaying her hips with every step, "come with me into the reeds and i promise you that you wont regret it." her movement was unnatural but not in a bad way, you cant help but notice her hip swaying which is making your trousers very tight. Her offer seeming very appealing and your eyes are constantly drifting to her womanly curves, though you haven't been fully convinced.

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Character Sheet: Laughing Hyena
Name: Miguel Gorgias
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Picture: http://ami.animecharactersdatabase.com/ ... 326102.jpg

Backstory: Gorgias belonged to a once noble family devoted to the church of Hyperion, within the kingdom of Solaris. Acting as their agents and inquisitors, rooting out corruption and evil they were the goddesses greatest agents. However that was a long time ago. Nowadays the house is only mentioned as a scandalous joke at parties, warnings of dealing with devils. For their youngest daughter was cursed with a barren womb, incapable of bearing a child despite her desires to carry on the lineage. In desperation she was made an offer by deceptive dark powers wearing the guise of a mystic. To bear a child through divine miracles, the mystic offered the girl the tools needed to summon a being capable of bearing her a son. The ritual that was to be done lasted for one black night during the blood moon. A pact was made that night. Her virginity was claimed on that night by a greater demon. Thus when three seasons had passed, she gave birth to a healthy baby boy. However the childbirth was naturally troublesome. She told no one of what had transpired in order to protect her house and her son. She chose exile to protect him fleeing to the farmlands and outskirts of Burnish.

The boy grew ignorant of these truths of his birth. And was raised within the outskirts of a local lords fiefdom. Learning his alphabet and social guidance from his mother, he was reared into the doctrines of the church all the same. Her secret hopes were to use those teachings to quench the innate evil that fueled his birth. The child quickly grew from a meek boy to a swordsman, aspiring to incredible heights, learning of knightly heroes and great deed. The youth practice the art of swords and shields in order to prove himself worthy of becoming a squire. His own venture into such affairs turned out quite different. He was conscripted into the army of the noble and was properly trained in the arts of war. He never became a knight true, but he learned how to kill and grew in rank within the lords private military.

However the decadence of his lord proved insatiable... And as he matured, disturbing visions now turn his sleep restless and his true nature is becoming more and more potent. The battle of angels and demons is now set over the shoulders of a mere mortal.

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Nobudi:

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Succeses 2-5(how many you will get), Nature check
Nature(3) roll = 3, 5, 1 (1/5 successes; desperation 1)
Attunment(2) roll = 5, 6 (3/5 successes; desperation 1)
Spirit(1) roll = (3/5 successes; desperation 1)
You manage to manipulate a tree to the right of one of the high elves manifesting the chains on the feral elves to attack. The whole tree seems to come to life, if only for a moment, its branches coming out and scewering the man from several sides killing him. In turn the feral elf that had been spitroasted is suddenly freed. She wastes no time to tackle one of her assailints tackling him to the ground. While they fight however you still have the high elf with the spell sword approaching you. His sword seems to expand forward, if you had to guess he is probably decreasing its density in order to extend the blades length. With his now longer blade he swings down at your trapped form, Luckly a tree branch extends to save you, sadly that was when the trees went dormant again and you where on your own again. There was one feral elf left to free and 3 high elves still able to function, one of whom was busy detaiing the second high elf who was still suck in the rather suggestive postion with cum leaking out of her.

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Name: Kades
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Inactivity Timer: 3 Days
Picture: http://pre03.deviantart.net/ab1c/th/pre ... 3ivowx.jpg
Backstory: Kades' circumstances of conception were quite unusual, considering that she was born an elf of two entirely different worlds. Her mother was a Woodland Elf hailing from the forests of Grace, a ranger of the forest that took a liking to 'tasting exotic flavors' beyond the tribe. She one day met a young High elf scholar, who seemed to be lost at the time. Her parents never married, but according to her mother's stories (which were all in mortifying detail of her own conception), there was a great deal of copulation between the two. She was born as the result of such an encounter. The truth of her mixed heritage would be hidden from the rest of her tribe for the better part of two decades, for her father had left, to return to his homeland.

Kades' life within the village was a peaceful time, since they had few encounters with the ferals. Growing up, she would end up taking much after her mother: a mischievous tomboy who pranked other with the boys and later, a more than occasionally lewd girl. She would bring mayhem, but would easily charm her way out with her good looks and smooth tongue, she felt like she was truly at home. Eventually, Kades would learn of her heritage. Unsure of what to make of her unusual existence, she began to secretly research the High elves, attempting to understand what made them so different than the Woodland elves. There, she discovered that she had a small affinity to Arcane magic. News of this was quick to spread, and eventually she was banished from the Tribe. With a few supplies and basic understanding of her own powers, she set off in the direction of where she suspected her father had originated from: Aldermen, the Capitol of High elves.

Getting to the surrounding forests, she quickly learned that it was dangerous to get too close to the city, with its strange magic interacting with the Chorus. She soon began to find herself fascinated with understanding how the two opposing branches began to interact, how the void would warp the chorus of life. She sough to understand it, make its power her own and how to master it safely. Now in her 27th year of life, she continued her research of life distortion magic, as a hermit living on the edges of the Aldermen forests.

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Firehead:

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Surprisingly you have no issue in your sleep that night, a nice change of pace from the constant threats of the wild. Awaking in the morning the tiger is still asleep, which was good since he would likely have tried to use you again if he had woken up first. When you decide to leave, you will have the fortune of not encountering anything particuluarlly hostile all the way up to the edge of the swamp. Between you and the way out of here was one large pond. In the middle of the pond, you see a single eye sticking out of the water, and the pool apeared to be bubbling slightly. Looking around you find no otherway out of the swamp that wouldnt require atleast another day in the swamp looking for an exit as simple as to ramp past the pond. So it was either get past this, or risk the swamp for another day at the least. The fires where close however, only a mile away by your estimation, you could practically smell the civilization from here, making you really want to get out of the swamp now.

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Name:Slissa
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Inactivity timer: 3 days
Picture: https://static1.e621.net/data/15/25/152 ... 11a23a.jpg
Backstory: Slissa was always a curious little thing. Her natural curiosity and lithe frame lead to her frequently be chastised for being in places she shouldn't. Always willing to see what's up the next branch or on the other side of that hole. Some wondered if she even knew the meaning of danger.
Living in the giant's foothills was tough for any creature, but even more so for the small statured kobolds of Slissa's tribe. The massive vegetation could make for good shelter, but you never knew when a new tree root as wide as your own torso might decide to grow through your bedroom. The massive animals were an even greater nuisance. Even the ones that wouldn't swallow you whole would step on a home as if it were little more than a small hill. It was because of this that the position of shaman was so important to the tribes survival. Tribe members with great spiritual potential were trained to keep plant and beast from damaging the village whenever possible. For this reason it was very exciting for Slissa when she was selected to apprentice under the tribe's current shaman, the venerable Kransk.
From Kransk she learned the art of communing with both plant and animal as well as the basics of the art of magic. Her life was looking great until disaster struck. A strange plague began to befall the members of her tribe. Kransk did what she could, but could only work to slow the progress of this strange disease that began to eat away at their people. To save the tribe Slissa was sent on a quest. She would set out to find any hint of the source of their malady to try and find a cure while Kransk would continue to keep the tribe from dying off completely. With great determination Slissa has left searching for any sources of knowledge that may give her a hint to save her home.

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Fantasy Fanatic:

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Approaching the hut the water gets deeper and deeper. Deciding you have no better choice you simply keep going, practically swimming by the time you reach the rope ladder up to the hut. Climbing up onto the balcony your clothes are drenched and the cold air makes you shiver. Knocking on the door it takes a few minutes before you hear a raspy mans voice "h- Who is that... there?" he seems to be having great difficulty talking, as if he hadn't done so in a long time. Suddenly the door swings open, you have to jump back in order to not get hit. Inside is a man in his late forties, his clothes consisted of several layers of mismatched furs and leather stitched and stacked into a sort of over coat, other then said over coat you couldnt see any shoes, hats... or pants, thankfully the over coat covers that too. He seems surprised to see another person, you are equally surprised as you did just have to literally jump back to dodge getting hit by a door. "Oh uh... sorry where are my manors I am..." he scratches his long tangled beard before extending the hand out to you for a handshake. "I am Raton, what brings a, bountiful girl like yourself all the way out here? His overpowering musk finally hits you like a brick wall, he clearly hasn't had a shower since he was in civilization.

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Name: Anna Hyweild
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Inactivity timer: 2 days. (PM me)
Picture: http://files.vividscreen.info/soft/dfc7 ... tall-l.jpg
Backstory:
Anna comes from a place called Wolf's Den. It's a very large but shallow cavern in the north east mountain ranges. The cave is home to one of the largest packs of wolves on the continent. Her tribe co-exists with the wolves in the cave. The cave is known as a holy site, filled with fire for light and plenty of wide structures built in and along the walls dotted around.
Wolf's Den is located in the Brightmoore territory. The territory of Brightmoore is known for its harsh and strange weather patterns such as spontaneous blizzards, endless rainstorms, and drastic temperature shifts. Meaning anyone living there has to be tough to not just survive, but prosper. Due to the climate, the territory of Brightmoore
has no real kingdom but instead has the Brightmoore Alliance of the tribes who train their own soldiers and will unite if the territory of Brightmoore was to be invaded. While their numbers are small compared to other kingdoms, Brightmoore territory only breeds and trains the strongest of warriors. Having done so for generations, there are few unable to fight should the situation demand it.
The territory of Brightmoore views strength above all else since magic is uncommon, but Anna's tribe has also discovered the value of friendship and cooperation from living together with the wolves. Both the wolves and the people of the tribe have learned much from each other and it is not uncommon for humans and wolves to stick together since working together is beneficial to both of them. While the humans of the tribe value strength in the image of the wolf, they also value compassion and kindness since family and friends are important.
However, due to an argument about the ways of the tribe and it's future, her younger brother left Wolf's Den and disappeared. Anna is now traveling in search for her younger brother who was meant to take over her fathers role as chief advisor one day. She travels fairly light and began her journey with only her wolf companion Pika to keep her company. Her choice of weaponry is a Glaive the length of 2 of her arms lengths. (http://www.cbswords.com/images/kr0050.jpg)

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[Laughing Hyena]

His sword arm went slightly limp and his eyes kept lingering to her hips. How they unnaturally sway with the promises of sexual release. "What... what are you talking about? I..." However her words ring slightly hollow. She claimed she was a woman. Nothing could be further from the truth in his mind. Her movements were too artificial, too perfect. Like it was elegantly staged for his arousal. His loins tightened in his trousers and he could deny the effect she had upon him. Time for a change of tactics. Still he needed her to drop her guard. She needed to believe she was in control for a few moments. His torch fell from his hand and hissed as it died out in the creeks waters.

"It's been too long... Too long to have felt a woman's warmth." He said as she had been getting into his head. He continuously berates himself that she means to murder him or toy with him. Or toy with him and then kill him. He didn't trust the fact that he couldn't see her face. She had to be twisted under those water logged locks of black hair. He had to in order to not fall for her charms and keep his deception. The moment she was close enough to him... "But..." He made the attempt to skewer her, cut her head off... anything to show this was not going to end as she wanted. He needed to end the threat she posed to him. "You're no woman."

[Fantasy Fanatic]

Seeing no way to get to the hut completely dry, Anna begins to strip down to her underwear. No sense getting her clothes and equipment wet as it could damage them. She manages to stuff everything into her backpack which she gives to Pika so she could keep it on her back as she swam across after her. As she reaches the rope ladder, she swiftly makes her way up and helps Pika up after her as well. As Pika gets up, Anna shivers at the cold air, Anna quickly makes a point to get as much water of of herself as she joins Pika in shaking it off as well as possile. Afterwards, Anna takes her backpack back from Pika and gets her clothing out as well as another pair of underwear which she switches out for the wet ones she's wearing. Dry clothing was of course something you had to remember if you wished to remain healthy on your journey, so Anna had packed plenty. Getting herself into her dry clothes, as well as her armour, she does what she can to get as much water out of her wet underwear as possible before packing them away for proper drying later. Now somewhat dry and in dry clothing, only her hair still a bit moist, Anna puts the backpack on and knocks on the door.

Jumping back, she quickly makes sure Pika hadn't gone agitated and decided to attack the man opening the door. Quickly calming Pika with a stand down gesture just in case, she turns to the man who had opened the door. As he presents himself, several scenarios play through Anna's head as to how this could go. As he's done, she introduces herself and Pika.

"Well met. My name is Anna Hyweild, and this is my companion Pika," She says, gesturing towards Pika. "We have traveled from Wolf's Den located in Brightmoore territory and we're in search of my younger brother or any information concerning his location. We noticed your hut and canoe and made the assumption that you use it to travel around this area while keeping yourself dry." 'Rather successfully too, it seems.' She thought to herself noting his smell. "We came in search of assistance and hope of you lending us your aid in crossing this land. If it would be required and you feel it like not helping us out of your own heart, I can offer payment for you fairing us over these waters with gold, or perhaps food. Mayhaps even clothing if it is what you desire." Anna says as formally as she can manage, hoping people out here would be different from those found in Brightmoore territory.

[Firehead]

Slissa had one of the most restful slumbers she'd had in quite some time, so she woke up in a particularly chipper mood. When she awoke the tiger still slumbered nearby. Not wanting to have to repeat of last night she quickly gathered her few things and slipped out of the cave. The morning seemed almost pleasant as she walked with no additional troubles. This all became a problem when she came to the end of the swamp.

Between her and her destination was another large pond. Unlike previous deals with water in this place the eye didn't bother to hide beneath the depths but instead stuck out to watch its surroundings. What in the world was this thing? No matter where she went in this terrible place there always seemed to be one waiting for her. She could see the smoke so close now but with this thing here would she dare try to cross? She considered trying to find another way around, but who knew how long it could take her to find an alternative. With her next destination so close she couldn't possibly think to waste any of the precious time she had remaining. Whatever this was it was big probably too big to try and use her attunement on it. She decided it was time to break out her magic on it. The eye would give her a good target as she lifted her hands to try and call down the power of lightning on the mysterious thing.

[LillyMacow]

Laughing Hyena

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Enemy:
tier 3 roll = 1, 6, 5, 5 (3/x successes)
tier 2 roll = 2, 4, 1 (3/x successes)
tier 1 roll = 2, 4, 5 (4/x successes) (holy shit thats a pretty good roll)

must beat or tie 3 Successes, seduction defense check
seduction(2) roll = 4, 2 (0/4 successes; desperation 1)
charm(2) roll = 1, 6 (1/4 successes; desperation 2)
mind(1) roll = 2 (2/4 successes; desperation 3)(okay honestly i was just doing a final charm roll for consistancies sake to see if you would be guilty about stabbing her, but she just fucking crushed that seduction roll.)
She stops in her tracks mid word and step, slowly turning her head down to the blade you impaled her with. "W-What... why did you..." she slowly stammers out in confusion before taking a moment just to think, her hands subcouncuisly going up and grabbing the blade where it skewered her with both hands, black blood pouring through them. Black Blood? "hahahaha, if you wanted to impale me so fast you could have just asked sugar." she laughs seeming to have gotten a grasp on your plan and fully understood why you stabbed her. She begins to start walking again, impaling herself further and further on your unmoving blade, you too in shock to move it. Once she reached the hilt she stopped and reached out with one of her hands pushing it into your pants and grabbing hold of your dick from within, this is when you finally do something reaching out to stop her, but when she begins stroking you with her masterful hand you lost most of your motive, damn that felt good. With her free hand she grabbed your extended arm, and brought the hand away from her own arm but instead to her own breast, "its okay to touch, i forgive you for what you have done to me, and hey I promise you if you come with me back into the reeds ill let you impale me again. Get it together her blood is black!, but her boobs are so soft, but her blood is black, but her handjob made your knees shake with weakness, but... her blood... it was... black. You are having a war in your head, the idea of fucking a monster not seeming so bad now that you have had a taste.

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Character Sheet: Laughing Hyena
Name: Miguel Gorgias
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Picture: http://ami.animecharactersdatabase.com/ ... 326102.jpg

Backstory: Gorgias belonged to a once noble family devoted to the church of Hyperion, within the kingdom of Solaris. Acting as their agents and inquisitors, rooting out corruption and evil they were the goddesses greatest agents. However that was a long time ago. Nowadays the house is only mentioned as a scandalous joke at parties, warnings of dealing with devils. For their youngest daughter was cursed with a barren womb, incapable of bearing a child despite her desires to carry on the lineage. In desperation she was made an offer by deceptive dark powers wearing the guise of a mystic. To bear a child through divine miracles, the mystic offered the girl the tools needed to summon a being capable of bearing her a son. The ritual that was to be done lasted for one black night during the blood moon. A pact was made that night. Her virginity was claimed on that night by a greater demon. Thus when three seasons had passed, she gave birth to a healthy baby boy. However the childbirth was naturally troublesome. She told no one of what had transpired in order to protect her house and her son. She chose exile to protect him fleeing to the farmlands and outskirts of Burnish.

The boy grew ignorant of these truths of his birth. And was raised within the outskirts of a local lords fiefdom. Learning his alphabet and social guidance from his mother, he was reared into the doctrines of the church all the same. Her secret hopes were to use those teachings to quench the innate evil that fueled his birth. The child quickly grew from a meek boy to a swordsman, aspiring to incredible heights, learning of knightly heroes and great deed. The youth practice the art of swords and shields in order to prove himself worthy of becoming a squire. His own venture into such affairs turned out quite different. He was conscripted into the army of the noble and was properly trained in the arts of war. He never became a knight true, but he learned how to kill and grew in rank within the lords private military.

However the decadence of his lord proved insatiable... And as he matured, disturbing visions now turn his sleep restless and his true nature is becoming more and more potent. The battle of angels and demons is now set over the shoulders of a mere mortal.

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Fantasy Fanatic

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The man takes a long moment to digest what you said clearly having some trouble getting it all down in his head. "You talk to much women." he says, he then adds while walking back into his dark home motioning for you to come inside aswell "I will make a deal though. You help me, i let you use my boat. I have a problem, Kelpie in my waters (kelpie are horse monsters that live in the water if you are unaware). You look adventurous, deal with it and you get my boat." he says while eyeing curiously "You will certainly get wet out there, you can leave your gear here on dry ground, then take what you need into the wetlands, unless you want to ride the boat while soaked." he falls back into his chair inside and lets out a sign rubbing his head as if he over exerted himself by saying two sentences, which where choppy at best. If you choose to come in, you find the single is filled with bags of rice and many wooden carvings that he presumably made, you also note the scary large knife on the counter, which he appeared to use for carving since it was next too a half completed one. If you choose to accept the job he points you in the direction of the kelpie not saying another word. Based on what he said he doesn't plan on letting you use his boat for this job, so you are going to have to swim.

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Name: Anna Hyweild
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Inactivity timer: 2 days. (PM me)
Picture: http://files.vividscreen.info/soft/dfc7 ... tall-l.jpg
Backstory:
Anna comes from a place called Wolf's Den. It's a very large but shallow cavern in the north east mountain ranges. The cave is home to one of the largest packs of wolves on the continent. Her tribe co-exists with the wolves in the cave. The cave is known as a holy site, filled with fire for light and plenty of wide structures built in and along the walls dotted around.
Wolf's Den is located in the Brightmoore territory. The territory of Brightmoore is known for its harsh and strange weather patterns such as spontaneous blizzards, endless rainstorms, and drastic temperature shifts. Meaning anyone living there has to be tough to not just survive, but prosper. Due to the climate, the territory of Brightmoore
has no real kingdom but instead has the Brightmoore Alliance of the tribes who train their own soldiers and will unite if the territory of Brightmoore was to be invaded. While their numbers are small compared to other kingdoms, Brightmoore territory only breeds and trains the strongest of warriors. Having done so for generations, there are few unable to fight should the situation demand it.
The territory of Brightmoore views strength above all else since magic is uncommon, but Anna's tribe has also discovered the value of friendship and cooperation from living together with the wolves. Both the wolves and the people of the tribe have learned much from each other and it is not uncommon for humans and wolves to stick together since working together is beneficial to both of them. While the humans of the tribe value strength in the image of the wolf, they also value compassion and kindness since family and friends are important.
However, due to an argument about the ways of the tribe and it's future, her younger brother left Wolf's Den and disappeared. Anna is now traveling in search for her younger brother who was meant to take over her fathers role as chief advisor one day. She travels fairly light and began her journey with only her wolf companion Pika to keep her company. Her choice of weaponry is a Glaive the length of 2 of her arms lengths. (http://www.cbswords.com/images/kr0050.jpg)

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Firehead

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2 successes, raw check
raw(2) = 5, 1 (1/2 successes; desperation 1)
magic(1) = 6 (2/2 successes; desperation 1)
Deciding that plants arnt going to cut it you conjure down a strike of lightning, which lands right on target burning the eye to a crisp, in the processes you have accidentally gotten a little closer to the water. The bubbling stops for a second before starting again, this time the whole pool of murky water was bubbling, alot. Thats when it came out. The first thing you saw was the giant eye, bigger then you, beggining to raise out of the water staring right at you, followed by more of its body coming out of the water, giant tentacles thicker then your torse began raising out of the water all over the pool and began laying themselves around you blocking all exits leaving you stuck on the shore. Then more tentacles, these ones much smaller, but each looking far more phallic then the big tentacles. The rest of the body had several more eyes dotted across it, smaller then the big one, which appeared to be the only weak spots on the giant slimy green monster. You are far from just discouraged, how could you possibly defeat this? It was bigger then some of the animals back in the giant's foothills, it looked like a sea monster stuck in a swamp. It doesnt wait for you to finish your thoughts however, one of the large tentacles swining at you attempting to knock you into the pool of water filled with the phallic tentacles.

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Name:Slissa
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Inactivity timer: 3 days
Picture: https://static1.e621.net/data/15/25/152 ... 11a23a.jpg
Backstory: Slissa was always a curious little thing. Her natural curiosity and lithe frame lead to her frequently be chastised for being in places she shouldn't. Always willing to see what's up the next branch or on the other side of that hole. Some wondered if she even knew the meaning of danger.
Living in the giant's foothills was tough for any creature, but even more so for the small statured kobolds of Slissa's tribe. The massive vegetation could make for good shelter, but you never knew when a new tree root as wide as your own torso might decide to grow through your bedroom. The massive animals were an even greater nuisance. Even the ones that wouldn't swallow you whole would step on a home as if it were little more than a small hill. It was because of this that the position of shaman was so important to the tribes survival. Tribe members with great spiritual potential were trained to keep plant and beast from damaging the village whenever possible. For this reason it was very exciting for Slissa when she was selected to apprentice under the tribe's current shaman, the venerable Kransk.
From Kransk she learned the art of communing with both plant and animal as well as the basics of the art of magic. Her life was looking great until disaster struck. A strange plague began to befall the members of her tribe. Kransk did what she could, but could only work to slow the progress of this strange disease that began to eat away at their people. To save the tribe Slissa was sent on a quest. She would set out to find any hint of the source of their malady to try and find a cure while Kransk would continue to keep the tribe from dying off completely. With great determination Slissa has left searching for any sources of knowledge that may give her a hint to save her home.

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Anna decided almost immediately to help the old man out. Not only would she not have to part with either food or belongings if she did to get a ride aboard the canoe, but she would most likely still have to deal with the Kelpie/s if she chose to simply swim across. Better deal with them first, and then get a safe and dry ride in a canoe. Before beginning er preparations however, she hesitates and turns to ask the man: "Let me see if I got this right, there's only one Kelpie, right?" She asks, thinking it was best to be safe, rather than sorry.

Once the man confirms the number of Kelpie Anna would have to deal with, she tells Pika to stay and guard while she got changed and dealt with the Kelpie. Deciding not to wet an entire set of additional underwear, she takes out the moist set and changes into them, shivering at the cold but ignoring it in favor of focusing on the task at hand. While her armor would be to difficult to swim in, she still didn't want to go in completely bare now that she knew about the Kelpie/s. Deciding to still wear some of the lighter parts of her armor, she takes her Glaive http://www.cbswords.com/images/kr0050.jpg and begins swimming in the direction indicated by the man. Leaving the rest of her equipment with Pika, deciding not to outright trust the man, even if he wouldn't have anywhere to hide if he were to steal anything from her.

[Firehead]

Slissa let out a satisfied hurrah as the bolt of lightning struck the creature that had been such a nuisance to her. The thing looks completely fried, so it should be safe to cross now right? She started to inch closer to the water when the bubbling starts itself up again. Taking a quick step back she watches as the thing finally reveals itself. The thing was positively massive. Nothing but a giant mess of eyes and tentacles. How could anything move through this swamp safely with this thing around? More importantly how we she going to get out now that she's upset it?

Her first instinct was to run, but the monstrosity seemed to expect that as the largest of its tentacles fell to form an arena around her, no place to run. Countless eyes stared down at her in addition to one simply massive one, no place to hide. She would have no choice but to fight this thing. She saw one of the large tentacles try to push her in the water. Smaller tentacles filled the water. They were probably as numerous as the eyes. Each one ended in its own suggestive bulb. If she were to fall in there it would all be over in an instant. he tentacle rushing in was too big to avoid or attack. In desperation she threw her arm forward and tried to throw a fireball at the massive eye in the desperate hope a searing flame would cause enough pain to distract it from its swing.

[LillyMacow]

Firehead

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Successes 1, accuracy check
accuracy(1) roll = 4 (0/1 successes; desperation 1)
Finesse(2) roll = 2, 3 (0/1 successes; desperation 2)
Body(1) roll = 3 (0/1 successes; desperation 3)
As the creature swings its tentacle at you, you quickly conjure a fireball, you miss your target, but by sheer luck you hit one of the numerous other eyes on the body, this, more or less, has the same effect and it lets out a horrifying screech. The tentacle winging at you recoils and doesn't hit you. Once the tentacle has retracted back into the water it goes for a new approach, now clearly pissed off. It extends six tentacles, each about as thick as your arm out of the water, what the lack in strength they make up for dexterity. The tentacles are spread out but still coming at you, no matter which side you defend atleast two of them will get the drop on you, and yes you can confirm that these tentacles are also... tipped. The biggest diffrence however, is it takes several large tentacles and coveres its eyes, mostly, one or two eyes are still visible but if you miss there wont be a lucky shot, and the visible eyes are not the big one so hitting them will be much harder.

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Name:Slissa
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Inactivity timer: 3 days
Picture: https://static1.e621.net/data/15/25/152 ... 11a23a.jpg
Backstory: Slissa was always a curious little thing. Her natural curiosity and lithe frame lead to her frequently be chastised for being in places she shouldn't. Always willing to see what's up the next branch or on the other side of that hole. Some wondered if she even knew the meaning of danger.
Living in the giant's foothills was tough for any creature, but even more so for the small statured kobolds of Slissa's tribe. The massive vegetation could make for good shelter, but you never knew when a new tree root as wide as your own torso might decide to grow through your bedroom. The massive animals were an even greater nuisance. Even the ones that wouldn't swallow you whole would step on a home as if it were little more than a small hill. It was because of this that the position of shaman was so important to the tribes survival. Tribe members with great spiritual potential were trained to keep plant and beast from damaging the village whenever possible. For this reason it was very exciting for Slissa when she was selected to apprentice under the tribe's current shaman, the venerable Kransk.
From Kransk she learned the art of communing with both plant and animal as well as the basics of the art of magic. Her life was looking great until disaster struck. A strange plague began to befall the members of her tribe. Kransk did what she could, but could only work to slow the progress of this strange disease that began to eat away at their people. To save the tribe Slissa was sent on a quest. She would set out to find any hint of the source of their malady to try and find a cure while Kransk would continue to keep the tribe from dying off completely. With great determination Slissa has left searching for any sources of knowledge that may give her a hint to save her home.

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Fantasy Fanatic

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When questioned on the number, he responds simply "One". With that information you leave the majority of your belongings in the trust of pika, who was well prepared to kill the man if he tried to mess with your gear. Heading out in the direction he gave you it takes only an hour of walking/swimming to find it. Deep inside a maze of rice plants with stomach deep water in the best location and neck deep water throughout most of it. You never would have found it if it werent for the ruckus you could hear in the rice plants, it clearly didnt care much for hiding. Sneaking up on the kelpie (http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/powerlisting/images/2/27/Kelpiepainting.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20141219040203) he doesn't notice you meaning you get the drop on harrowing creature, which was good since it clearly had home field advantage.

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Name: Anna Hyweild
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Inactivity timer: 2 days. (PM me)
Picture: http://files.vividscreen.info/soft/dfc7 ... tall-l.jpg
Backstory:
Anna comes from a place called Wolf's Den. It's a very large but shallow cavern in the north east mountain ranges. The cave is home to one of the largest packs of wolves on the continent. Her tribe co-exists with the wolves in the cave. The cave is known as a holy site, filled with fire for light and plenty of wide structures built in and along the walls dotted around.
Wolf's Den is located in the Brightmoore territory. The territory of Brightmoore is known for its harsh and strange weather patterns such as spontaneous blizzards, endless rainstorms, and drastic temperature shifts. Meaning anyone living there has to be tough to not just survive, but prosper. Due to the climate, the territory of Brightmoore
has no real kingdom but instead has the Brightmoore Alliance of the tribes who train their own soldiers and will unite if the territory of Brightmoore was to be invaded. While their numbers are small compared to other kingdoms, Brightmoore territory only breeds and trains the strongest of warriors. Having done so for generations, there are few unable to fight should the situation demand it.
The territory of Brightmoore views strength above all else since magic is uncommon, but Anna's tribe has also discovered the value of friendship and cooperation from living together with the wolves. Both the wolves and the people of the tribe have learned much from each other and it is not uncommon for humans and wolves to stick together since working together is beneficial to both of them. While the humans of the tribe value strength in the image of the wolf, they also value compassion and kindness since family and friends are important.
However, due to an argument about the ways of the tribe and it's future, her younger brother left Wolf's Den and disappeared. Anna is now traveling in search for her younger brother who was meant to take over her fathers role as chief advisor one day. She travels fairly light and began her journey with only her wolf companion Pika to keep her company. Her choice of weaponry is a Glaive the length of 2 of her arms lengths. (http://www.cbswords.com/images/kr0050.jpg)

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[Firehead]

Slissa's eyes were filled with fear and disappointment as the fireball fell far short of its target. That is until it hit the smaller eyes and had the intended affect anyway. She giggled in glee at her luck. Of course she'd just tell anyone that that was her intended target. It was good to see the creature pull back its large vines but the shielding it was providing to the eyes meant she was going to be hard pressed to hit anything vulnerable. She took on a defensive stance as the six smaller, vulgar vines were now around her coming in for an attack from all sides. It was infuriating the way this thing kept blocking off all means of escape. The attack from all sides would be impossible to dodge, and she didn't like her odds of striking an eye again, so she turned to nature for her providence. Feeling out the plants around her she hoped to find some good strong roots to raise up between her and the tentacles and perhaps if she could manage to bind the tentacles in place.

[Laughing Hyena]

Miguel's anger boils inside of him since despite everything she is getting the better of his mind even with his sword buried within her. It did nothing. So truly fire was her weakness. Thats why she wanted him to drop it. The shock that his blade did nothing to dissuade her and approach with the sword still wrenched in her body was profound enough to stop him from attacking her until it was too late. The sensation of unnaturally smooth skin working his turgid cock made his knees buckle and he nearly lost balance. His left hand was guided to a perfectly soft and warm breast. The other hand refused to loosen it's grip upon the sword because if he did, he reasoned that he would lose all control. He felt his balance give out on him and he turned himself out of a will to survive so that when they fall she was beneath him, the sword piercing the ground beneath her and anchoring her and consequentially himself to the shore. Because of the sudden motion, his cock came out of it's trousers and his hand pressed into her breast blindly kneading and groping her body whilst maintaining a death grip on his sword.

As sensually wonderful as his body felt, his mind continued to resist to the bitter end. Yet he was almost at her mercy now... The war raged within his mind and as it does a festering feeling swelled up within him. The frustration and conflict of libido verse survival instinct turned into something a bit more raw. The more his body continued to submit to her meticulous tortures, the worse his grip became, and the more this feeling grew within him. It burned at the depths of his soul threatening to fuel a blind emotion. He needed to somehow burn her, yet he had no fire. This will however to survive was beginning to take form unbeknownst to even himself. In a desperate attempt to stave the lust threatening to consume him, his hand held the blade's edge to cut into his own flesh in hopes of biting back the pleasure she inflicts upon him. The blood trickled down the blade and when it mingled with her own blood, it began to boil. It was almost like a manifestation of his own emotions... both of lust and of anger.

[LillyMacow]

Laughing Hyena

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The sharp pain in your hand made you somewhat numb to the pleasure. She notices your intent and is quick to try and stop you. "Stop hurting yourself! You know you want me, why do protest so much." her sultry voice turning from seductive to rash by the end of her sentence. Her grip on your cock becomes harsher, refusing to let it go while stroking with vigor, making her hand almost a blur and giving you a sudden burst of pleasure. Her hand on your arm lets go instead grabbing onto your back her sharp nails digging into your back painfully as she pushes your body down onto hers. Your dick was now sandwiched between your own stomach and her much softer one. As she begins to move her hips to strok your dick with her own body while still continuing her vigorous assault on your dick. There was no question left in your mind, her tricky wouldn't work on you any longer, she was a monster, no amount of charm would change that but her grip on you wasnt letting up. Her assault on your dick causing immense amounts of pleasure, if you came then you might lose the strength to fight, in which case she could take you into the reeds. But how could you fight her, her stomache wound has already healed aorund you blade no longer bleeding and your torch was snuffed out.

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Character Sheet: Laughing Hyena
Name: Miguel Gorgias
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Picture: http://ami.animecharactersdatabase.com/ ... 326102.jpg

Backstory: Gorgias belonged to a once noble family devoted to the church of Hyperion, within the kingdom of Solaris. Acting as their agents and inquisitors, rooting out corruption and evil they were the goddesses greatest agents. However that was a long time ago. Nowadays the house is only mentioned as a scandalous joke at parties, warnings of dealing with devils. For their youngest daughter was cursed with a barren womb, incapable of bearing a child despite her desires to carry on the lineage. In desperation she was made an offer by deceptive dark powers wearing the guise of a mystic. To bear a child through divine miracles, the mystic offered the girl the tools needed to summon a being capable of bearing her a son. The ritual that was to be done lasted for one black night during the blood moon. A pact was made that night. Her virginity was claimed on that night by a greater demon. Thus when three seasons had passed, she gave birth to a healthy baby boy. However the childbirth was naturally troublesome. She told no one of what had transpired in order to protect her house and her son. She chose exile to protect him fleeing to the farmlands and outskirts of Burnish.

The boy grew ignorant of these truths of his birth. And was raised within the outskirts of a local lords fiefdom. Learning his alphabet and social guidance from his mother, he was reared into the doctrines of the church all the same. Her secret hopes were to use those teachings to quench the innate evil that fueled his birth. The child quickly grew from a meek boy to a swordsman, aspiring to incredible heights, learning of knightly heroes and great deed. The youth practice the art of swords and shields in order to prove himself worthy of becoming a squire. His own venture into such affairs turned out quite different. He was conscripted into the army of the noble and was properly trained in the arts of war. He never became a knight true, but he learned how to kill and grew in rank within the lords private military.

However the decadence of his lord proved insatiable... And as he matured, disturbing visions now turn his sleep restless and his true nature is becoming more and more potent. The battle of angels and demons is now set over the shoulders of a mere mortal.

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Firehead

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Successes 1-3, nature check
nature(4) roll = 5, 1, 6, 3 (2/1-3 successes; desperation 1)
attunemnt(3) roll = 1, 4, 2 (2/1-3 successes; desperation 2)
Spirit (2) roll = 4, 4 (2/1-3 successes; desperation 3)
You quickly alter the roots on the shore's purpose from growth and life into deference of your own. They bursts out of the sand growing quickly and ensnaring 2 tentacles at the start, from there they grow around you one even growing through a tentacle that just wrapped around your wrist, causing it to split and die, falling from your hand leaving a slimy sort of bracelet as its parting gift. A forth tentacle is aimed for your mouth but is blocked by a root that grew from between your legs stopping it, or so you thought. The tentacle seemed to have some slack as it sudden surged forward plunging into your mouth, your eyes widen for just an instant until several roots spread out from the one beneath you grabbing your legs and yanking you away from the offender causing the tentacle to come back out of your mouth splatter slime on your nose before being out of reach. The wall continues blocking the reaming two tentacles before they can reach you. The roots that grabbed your legs retract letting you go before deanimating along with the rest of the creaking and waving pieces of wood. solidifying into a strange organic wall of gnarled roots around you. You catch your breath from all the sudden action, a terrible taste in your mouth, as you can taste some of the slime it left behind, which was oddly tingly in a good way if it weren't for its taste. Things arnt good for long however as the two tentacles that werent caught seemed to have burrowed through the soft mud and found a way through the sparcer roots below as they now suddenly burst out beneath snaking through the roots at your feet, one wrapping around your legs pulling them taught which caused you to lose balance teatering forward toward the tentacle desperately trying to get to your mouth that was still out of reach. The second tentacle wraps around your left wrist, snaking around several times constricting your entire forarm, this leaves you with one arm to either attack the tentacle that is about to enter your mouth, or catch yourself from falling over. (the reason its about to enter your mouth is because you have fallen forward enough that it can reach your mouth now.

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Name:Slissa
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Inactivity timer: 3 days
Picture: https://static1.e621.net/data/15/25/152 ... 11a23a.jpg
Backstory: Slissa was always a curious little thing. Her natural curiosity and lithe frame lead to her frequently be chastised for being in places she shouldn't. Always willing to see what's up the next branch or on the other side of that hole. Some wondered if she even knew the meaning of danger.
Living in the giant's foothills was tough for any creature, but even more so for the small statured kobolds of Slissa's tribe. The massive vegetation could make for good shelter, but you never knew when a new tree root as wide as your own torso might decide to grow through your bedroom. The massive animals were an even greater nuisance. Even the ones that wouldn't swallow you whole would step on a home as if it were little more than a small hill. It was because of this that the position of shaman was so important to the tribes survival. Tribe members with great spiritual potential were trained to keep plant and beast from damaging the village whenever possible. For this reason it was very exciting for Slissa when she was selected to apprentice under the tribe's current shaman, the venerable Kransk.
From Kransk she learned the art of communing with both plant and animal as well as the basics of the art of magic. Her life was looking great until disaster struck. A strange plague began to befall the members of her tribe. Kransk did what she could, but could only work to slow the progress of this strange disease that began to eat away at their people. To save the tribe Slissa was sent on a quest. She would set out to find any hint of the source of their malady to try and find a cure while Kransk would continue to keep the tribe from dying off completely. With great determination Slissa has left searching for any sources of knowledge that may give her a hint to save her home.

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[Laughing Hyena]

His mind was his own again, the pain had brought all of him back into focus with a resounding clarity. However it might be too little, too late as his body was aching with tremendous needs. His manhood throbbed within her hands and the incredible heat from his blood flowing through his erection was contrasting the cool sensations of smooth skin rubbing against his manhood, trapped between the pair. His still bleeding hand was still searing for some odd reason. He didn't question the why of it in the heat of the moment. Taking the initiative as his body continues the struggle, a sharp hiss comes from her face as his blood sears her skin like fire. Indeed, black flames run off his hand and his own blood makes the fire spread like oil. His hands take hold of her head to hold onto her tight so she cannot struggle free. Either way he wasn't going to let go until she released him or she dies by whatever black power this was.

[Firehead]

Slissa watched with great enthusiasm as the roots rose around her to stop the vines catching two of them she jumps with excitement. Her celebration is a little early as a vine catching her wrist cuts it short. Thankfully a moment later it is cut and dies from another root. She spots another vine twisting its way toward her mouth, but thankfully it was caught short, or so she thought. The last bit of distance is closed as the vile thing enters her mouth. Her hands come up to try to tip the intruder from her maw, but she can't seem to get a good grip on the slimy thing. Thankfully the roots she commanded were able to quickly pull her away from the assailant. She coughed as her mouth was finally freed of the nasty tasting thing. A bit of slime splatters onto her nose which she reflexively wipes away in disgust. The roots finally lost the life she gave them to protect her as the last two vines lashed at her little shell. It seemed she would be safe here for the moment until she came up with a means of escape. She was distracted as she spat out more of the slime. Seemed some of it had gotten into her mouth. It left a weird tingling sensation she would find pleasant if not for the foul taste of it. Could it be some paralyzing agent to render her docile? She had little time to ponder this as the last two vines had found a way to her from under the ground. Grasping an arm and leg she was practically shoved toward the vine she'd had in her mouth earlier. She could still see the shine of her saliva coating part of its length. With only one arm free she desperately threw it forward to stop her decent. She did not want that thing back in her mouth to discover the effects of the nasty slime.

[Nobudi]

Kades was still in a tough spot, with three enemies and only one possible friendly. At least the gravity wasn't stopping her too much. Humming a hymn on her lips, she laid a hand on the nearest trunk and began to shape a spear to run this bastard through. If he wanted a battle of range, he'd get it.

[LillyMacow]

Laughing Hyena

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Her unending grinding and stroking has you at the edge of cumming. Before you do however you notice your bloods fiery effects. Quickly taking advantage of this you burn her alive she screams for you to stop and her hand on your dick has loosens while her hand in your back digs deeper. Then suddenly she stops, her hands finally releasing you allowing you to stand, beneath you was the smoldering corpse of the monster, her hair singed revealing her face, or rather lack there of, nothing but skin where her face should have been, leaving it completely blank. Your back hurts greatly from her digging with her nails but other then that and your self infilcted wound you got out reletivley unharmed. The reeds under the bridge seem to dissipate, whatever was in there was part of her and was now gone. Walking away you put your clothes back together, though you have trouble putting your dick away, its full length disling the confines. You still feel unsated, you still deeply desire to cum, but at least you escaped her- no it. Once you continue you on your journey you will find it to be uneventful until you arrive at the gates of Joi you cant help but marvel the amazingly tall buildings, the center building reaching atleast 80 stories. The whole city is filled with a gold glow, the sun reflecting off the gold like metal making the city almost sparkle. Once you have dealt with the paper work you allowed inside the city. Walking through the streets which where crowded with people you keep your eye on the center building, not wanting to get lost. However about half way through the city you see a large crowd gather around a preacher blocking the street. Rather then attempt to push through you decide to save time by going through the side alley. The alley is very dark, a sharp contrast to the rest of the city, the alley continues a ways, with two bends. Coming around the first bend you stop, infront of you, you spot three men robbing a women, all of whom have blades drawn, she has already handed them her belongings but as you arrive you pick up on the conversation "-get on your knees and will think about leaving you alive." She quickly complies getting on her knees as they take out there dicks. You still havnt been noticed, fighting them could end badly, and even if you win guards might catch you and ask you questions. You wont get arrested sure, but being detained for even an hour might make you late for your appointment with the noble, if you are late then your chances of getting anywhere with him are greatly diminished. Your dick was still hard from your encounter with the monster from before.

Nobudi

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Touching a tree stump, you siphen its wood and convert it into a spear. The high elves are surprised by your skill with morphing nature. The one with the elongated blade jabs at you but you parry the attack. The other one turns away from you leaving you two to fight alone instead attempting to bind the feral elf who was beating the crap out of the high elf fucking her just moments ago.

Firehead

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Attempting to catch yourself, you reach out with your hand to catch your fall. This puts you at a 45 degree angle allowing the tentacle infront of you to now enter your mouth however you seemed to be to high off the ground for the one on your legs to snake up higher then your thigh which was its current location. The tentacle infront of your face is pleasantly surprised by your return to its reach and it quickly bumps against your clothed mouth. When you deny entry it begins to excreet an opace green liquid from its tip onto your lips. It begins to slide in through your mouth as it gets slippier and slippier. Its not long until it is back in your mouth, thrusting all the way to the back of your throat causing you to teer up as you gag. It long slimy girth filling your mouth with that tingly sensation. Outside your little root cage one of the larger tentacles begins to slam into the cage slowly splintering and bending the walls. Looking through a carck you see the pool full of tentacles is still bubbling, the large eye still staring right at you as it now attempts to get at you again, not satisfied with just the three tentacles. You also note the one on your arm has now made its way up to you shoulder and is begging to make its descent down your chest between your breasts and into your dress leaving trail of slime behind. Your left arm now completely immobilized.

[Laughing Hyena]

Miguel needed a few moments to compose himself as his body ached in both pleasure and pain. He had been on the cusp of orgasm when the attack was ceased. The pain shooting through his back and the wetness of it hinted that she cut into his flesh wth her nails. He needed to patch himself up. So he took out some clean water, and washed the wound as best as he could then bandaged himself with a strip of cloth to keep it disinfected. As he does so, he had to think about what just happened and where that came from. Bandaging and washing his hand he considered that it was best to keep quiet about it for now. Also that he should not rely on it. It reeked of unholy intentions and ill omens. Another question became whom could he possibly trust with this?

As he traveled, he would have considered that his erection would have died down or such but that was not the case. He had to wonder if this was fueled by that reed woman's accursed nature. Whatever the case he considered himself lucky to escape with just a few scratches and a raging boner. Still he would have wanted to get rid of it somehow, take the time to perhaps gain a rub out off the beaten path or something. But that was not the case. Hopefully it would subside by the time he got to the City of Joi. That was always not to be. It seemed to linger and he was running short on time so to save some effort he took a short cut through the alleys and immediately regrets doing so.

Because he spotted three men robbing a woman and making ready to force themselves upon her. Damnit he didn't have the time for this. The last time he yielded to his conscience, it almost cost him his life. But the words of "thinking about leaving her alive..." Being late might happen, but he honestly knew that leaving a woman to die was 'noble' either. Taking on three opponents was also unwise. He might be able to stick one of them with a thrown dagger and take one down quickly. But two on one was nasty odds. Even for someone so trained as him. Fetching the guards might be the best option but it would be far worse off for the lady and it might be too late for her then. If he could do both in one motion than maybe... Yet they had her at sword point. A fantasy to think he can save her from such a situation. All he would do is endanger her further at this point. Best to slip away and fetch the guards of Joi. At least then there's a chance to save her.

[Firehead]

Slisaa was fortunate to catch herself but not soon enough it seemed. She quickly clamped her mouth shut as soon as she saw the vine leap forward like a snake. A new liquid was secreted this time which made her lips too slippery to keep the intruder out as her entire mouth was filled with the vile thing. The vine on her leg moved up. Its destination was obvious, but stopping her fall kept her crotch far enough for it not to make its move. The one on her arm on the other hand had wound its way up her arm and down between her breasts. The arm hanging limp and useless from the tingling fluid.

The main body was trying to break her shell and soon would, but the big concern now was the one in her mouth. Who knew how much of that numbing liquid she could handle forced down her throat she could handle before she went entirely limp leaving the beast to toy with her as it desired. Her cheeks burned with shame as she made her next move. Bending her arm she gagged as she allowed the vine deeper in her mouth before pushing with all her might against the root she was balancing on to get herself back upright. Then with her good arm no longer busy keeping her from the ground she could grab the vine on her other arm and try to burn it off.