<a class="username" data-user-id="5587" data-username="@ChrisGabriel" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/5587/">@ChrisGabriel</a><br/><br/><b>Streets of Yartar - Warehouse</b><br/><br/>As they entered the dim interior of the warehouse, the human girl took a minute for her eyes to adjust.  The elf having no need for such a delay would have a moment to look around what seemed like an average warehouse with rows upon rows of shelves with various trade goods of more utilitarian value.  Not the kind of place that would be worth ransacking as it would take a cart to move enough of anything to be of value.  Tatharial, if she were paying attention, might notice some oddity to the floor, enough to make her cautious that not all was as it seemed here.<br/><br/>"Mind your step."  The girl, still not having offered a name, then took several careful steps across the floor towards a door deeper in the interior.  It might be more prudent to follow the girls steps rather than make your own path, unless of course you wanted to show off your skill.<b>[Make a choice and roll D20]</b><br/><br/><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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</div><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="24928" data-username="@Illven" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/24928/">@Illven</a><br/><br/><b>White Winged Griffon</b><br/><br/>The pink haired elf's fondness for Nareen's most obvious asset was not lost on the human.  Everyone had a weakness and Nareen had found, much to her good fortune, that a well developed bosom was a weakness shared by most men and many females.  Despite the blushing of the priestess, she seemed quite eager to get Nareen alone and she followed along readily enough.  She felt the elf's hand on her hip and marveled at how soft her touch could be, she had never been with an elf and despite her desire for professional detachment, found her self a bit more eager than she should be to be alone with her.<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="39524" data-username="@Ironuyh" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/39524/">@Ironuyh</a><br/><br/><b>On the Stone Road</b><br/><br/>Ada makes a quick attempt to cover the cleric's mouth and spoil her attempt at a spell but in her struggle fails and instead her hand clasps near Tabitha's throat and drags downward, tearing her dress to expose some of her cleavage instead.<b>[Rolls 3] </b>The goblins have better luck<b>[Rolling 16, 20, 19]</b>and manage to shackle her ankles and wrists together so that she is now physically subdued.  Tabitha's only chance now is to finish her spell before they gag her.