Dungeons and Depravity (IC)

[Fantasy Fanatic]

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New spells: Lvl 0: Vicious Mockery. Lvl 1: Thunderwave.

Having manage to make her way past the Minotaur and Bugbear unnoticed, Liz was a little bummed out to find another Bugbear, one with a morningstar to boot. Deciding to capitalize on her silent entry, she attempts to continue making her way behind the Bugbear unnoticed with the intention of catching it off guard and gaining the upper hand on it. In the worst case, she could always use some spells to win in a one on one fight. Confident in her abilities, she silently skirts along the walls of the room before sneaking up on the Bugbear from behind and attacking it with her rapier, making sure to rely on her quick speed and the weapon's precision to do as much damage as she could. (AKA, I'm using my dexterity stat instead of strength for this attack since both my weapons allow for it. In fact, simply assume this is always the case when using a weapon that allows for it.)

[Firehead]

Avalos snapped his jaw feeling a neck between his fangs and with a twist of his head, tossed the foe a few feet away, and it crumpled to the ground unable to put up any more fight. Despite the danger to another pack member the others seemed undeterred and continued to snap at him. This time, he fared much better as only one managed to get through his defenses to hurt him. Avalos thought about his situation and realized he had to make a decision. His magic was running low, and this body would likely not survive another wave or two of attacks, especially those like the first, but he also had the ability to transform once more so long as well. His magic was running low, but even if he lost he'd need to rest and recover it before pressing on, so he saw no reason not to press on with the battle if he was sure he could win bringing everything he had to bear. Letting his magic flow through him again he felt some of his wounds close themselves and lashed out again at another wolf. He just needed to keep whittling down their numbers.

[MelissaB]

Alyssa stares down and hisses, her eyes glaring down at the man as he tried to surrender, she felt nothing for him, no mercy or sympathy, he attacked her and would ravage and kill her if he was in her place. "Find mercy in gods." She hisses at him and brings her axe down, attempting to finish what they had started without a care for the life that would end before her, she hadn't cared before in her life she wouldn't care now. Growling she roars as she attempts to execute him and then chug the healing potion to restore and close the wounds caused by the man she would of felled.

[FragranceofMtDew]

It felt like an eternity that Aila made an absolute mess of herself there atop her master, a sheen of sweat coating her body and her tongue lolling out of her open hanging mouth as she endlessly went through a cycle of riding her master's cock, cumming helplessly, and then working up the strength to do it all over again. The pleasure brought by her master's groping of her sensitive skin and her desire to bring her master pleasure keep her going despite her exhaustion. Eventually, Aila's efforts are rewarded as she feels the warmth of a thick load of semen flooding into her womb. The elf lets out one last scream of ecstasy as she is brought to orgasm yet again, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she's slammed to the hilt of her master's cock. She collapses atop her master, satisfied with knowing that she had brought her master pleasure at last and enjoying the feeling of her pussy stuffed full of cum and cock like she had never experienced before. A low whine escapes her throat as she's lifted off of the demon, she had wanted to lay there in her master's embrace a while longer but if that was what he wanted then it was not her place to argue. Aila did not hesitate to obey her last order, lazily lifting her head and taking his cock into her mouth once more, running her tongue all along it's length to lap up all the extra cum and her own fluids, savoring the taste of herself mixed with the cum and cock she had come to love so much.

[Phoenixcz]

These savages are tougher than they look, but just as clumsy as Ash expected. Given the bulges in their loincloths, it may be they are distracted and think about other things than battle. Too bad for them, she's not letting them touch her... men must know their place and these ones are humans, at best suited for slave labor.

Ash continues attacking them, seeing their lack of skill, she doesn't bother calling for divine favor, for now at least. She continues attacking, focusing on the wounded foe to put him out of the battle quickly before switching targets.