"Oh, Lady have mercy," Albali muttered, and her already pale skin turned a lovely shade of near-green as Xarithe actually let his tongue touch the once-elf.  She could hardly bear to watch, and she would have merely rolled her eyes had he decided to make a meal of a road apple still steaming from the horse's behind. She stroked the raven on her shoulder to console herself. When she realized what she was doing, her hand became more deliberate, and she whispered meaningless praises to him in elven for his good work, and for remaining calm in the middle of battle.<br/><br/>There was some measure of relief when Xarithe pulled himself off the disgusting thing, quickly dispelled when he told -her- to step in. She watched him, wide-eyed, leave to ... to<span style="font-style: italic">canoodle</span>, then turned back on the fallen druid eyes now flared in anger. Grabbing her own scythe from inside her robes, she strode over to the think and shoved a knee into her belly, putting the better part of her weight on it.  "I don't know what sweet promises he made you about making you his own, fiend, but I intend for you to be no-one's. I certainly wouldn't wish your indigestion on him." The once-elf's glittering eyes were sightless now, of course, but she could still certainly feel the sting of the tip of the scythe as it began tracing orcish symbols in the skin over her breastbone. Albali didn't even really concentrate on what she was doing, until she realized she was drawing out the design and instructions for an emerald cut. Oh well - it would look enough like a summoning design for someone who didn't know better. "Sunder flesh from mind, mind from soul, and feed them all to my ...friend from the planes. Give me reason to spare you that. I really don't care if you go to your master - except spite. Tell us<span style="font-style: italic">everything</span>about your temple and the children."<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Mechanics</span><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Intimidate: 1d20+7: 22 [1d20=15]</div></div></div>