Katya & TamaraSpoiler (click to show/hide):
Tamara STR (5,6+, 6+,3) - 20
Beaver STR (5,6+,2,3,1-) - 17
The beaver squealed in panic as it tried to break free from Tamara's grasp, but she surprised even herself with the amount of strength she found herself packing as she just pulled the massive rodent straight back down to the floor, keeping it from doing anything as it was held down, ending up just repeatedly pushing itself against Tamara's form as the woman barely slipped out of place. Meanwhile, Katya swiftly walked around the beast and found the creature's junk hanging out exposed, seeing as it was kind of busy with Tamara, she turned the blunt side of her hatched and prepared to strike.
Katya Dex (5,2,3,6+,3) - 19
Beaver STA - Under the Belt (1) - 1
Intermission - Somewhere close to DorelSpoiler (click to show/hide):
Baharl and Josce were kind of just sitting in a bench, watching Irina fight Dorel. Baharl was currently struggling with a nut, not being able to crack the shell open. Josce glanced over and helped the pirate out, placing the nut on the wooden bench before Josce then cracked the nut to pieces with the hilt of their sword. Baharl nodded for a bit, but blinked a few times. "...Did you feel that?"
"...What?"
"Just...A sudden...Echo of pain?"
"...No?"
"Never mind. Must be imagining things."
Katya & Tamara Part 2Spoiler (click to show/hide):
The beaver slumped down with a strangely high pitched yelp after the hit, crumbling down to the floor and whining in pain at the hit it had just received. Duolc came in running with her sword. "NOW I GOT YOU!"
Duolc STR (2,6+,1-) - 9
Beaver STA (4,5,3,2) - 14
Duolc hit the carapace again and once again slowly walked away with her entire sword vibrating from the impact and in turn, her as well.
WyckSpoiler (click to show/hide):
You arrived back at where you had last left Mimic, with the rest of your eggs, only to find that Mimic was already uhm...Shall we say. Aware of your "excitement", as she was currently being swarmed by the other four eggs that had hatched. You quickly scanned around the bunch of scaly babies swarming over the mimic, three males and another femal- Oh, no. Well...Not exactly. Seems like you got a herm in there, too.
At any rate, these other four eggs are currently jumping on top of Mimic, who is currently just trying to do her best to keep all of the little hatchlings busy and keep them from running off anywhere, particularly by turning her arm into a big, fake piece of steak, which the children were dutifully trying to munch down, with little success. "Oh, you're here, finally." Mimic spoke, frowning a bit until she noticed the other two were with you. "Oh, they ran off after you then, did they? Good, I thought I had missed those two...Erm...Can you...Give me a hand here? Mine is kind of...Being bitten."
OctaveSpoiler (click to show/hide):
Octave STR (3) - 3
Firgening DEX (1-,X,6+,5) - 12
Octave once more grasps the ball firmly and attempts to toss it towards the gray orc, but she lacks the upper body muscle to throw it with much force as the ball just arcs up and then lands down on the other side of the field, before slowly rolling off over to Firgening, who picks up the ball and dusts it off casually. "...Remind me to put those arms to work, after you lose." Zinug taunted, following up with a chuckle as Firgening prepared to have his throw yet again.
The gray orc took a deep breath and slowly flexed his arm in preparation before his eyes locked on his target, Pegning.
Firgening STR (2,1-,X,1-,X) - 3
Pegning DEX (6,1-,X) - 7
The moment the orc went to throw the ball, there was a loud, crunching noise as he twisted his arm around for the throw, the ball pathetically landing somewhere in the middle of the field as the orc seemed to have pulled a muscle or something on that attempt. Zinug yelled in desperation from the sidelines. "Firgening, whaav ul shiav ayh lat difficulavausan?!" You had no idea what he had just said, but he seemed pissed and Firgening seemed a bit frustrated, so that was good. One way or another, the ball was back on your side and no one else got eliminated.
"...Maybe I throw ball, this time? You can play distraction, maybe?" Pegning nervously suggested.
DorelSpoiler (click to show/hide):
Dorel STR + 1 Dice for Positional Advantage (2,6+,5, 1-) - 14
Irina STA (2,3,4) - 9
With a swift movement, you quickly locked your arms under Irina's arms, then later your legs as the woman found herself being slammed down against the ground before you got to work on her junk so promptly. Irina seemed like she was about to just try and break free of the grab until she felt what you were doing, which was quickly getting her tool to stiffen up under the sad excuse for underwear that the Guild Leader used to cover herself up. "O-Ohh...Oh man...I missed that..." Irina mumbled, just pretty much melting instantly. "Ahh...I was almost forgetting what this feels like...I kind of wanted to finish the fight but...Hey...If that's what you wanna skip for, I'm all up for it..."
The Guild Leader sighed, pretty much just relaxing right away as you could continue to kiss her bulge, it slowly growing and poking out to reveal that- That wasn't a human penis. "Oh...Uh...Sorry, part of the whole thunder drake heritage thing...Uh...You don't mind, right?" The blonde questioned with an awkward smile, as you got of a relatively good look at her "heritage." It was a dick, sure, but it was rather reptilian in shape, spikier and bulgier, it was also kind of dark and blue and had a smaller, thinner secondary tendril coming out from right above it, which you could only guess Irina had some modicum of control over as it was wiggling anxiously for your reply.