Brady...<br/>Additional information based on the Religion check..<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;">After spending a few seconds scanning the area, and most notably, the altar in the far eastern back of the room, it becomes pretty clear that, whilst most of the area has remain untouched, gathering a thick layer of dust, the altar has clearly been defaced.<br/><br/>The image of Mylaera looks wrong, somehow, the 'frown' on her face too hardened, the look in her eyes too vile. Even the symbol on her shield has been defaced, the 'Flame of Purity' having been chiseled away and replaced with what looks like a jaw, open-mouthed and showing an awful lot of teeth...<br/><br/>Clearly, whoever these cultists were, they were NOT wayward worshippers of the old goddess...</div></div></div><br/><br/>Sunete...<br/>Stonecraft<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;">Based on nothing but Sunete's knowledge of stonecraftsmanship, it's pretty easy to tell that whoever made this room was a master in their craft. The combined skill of elves, dwarves, and artojin have made a conduit of magical energy that would make a mage's tower look like an apprentice's toy.<br/><br/>The artojin's 'Marble conduit' is a marvel to behold, and in the days that this temple functioned, there was likely no end to the wonders that went on in the primary chamber, and all of the other connected chambers.</div></div></div><br/><br/>Gallen's eyes roamed across the four assembled in what had been dubbed the 'worship room'. None of those hired for this little job really had any idea who the old goddess was, and none of them really cared - coin was coin, gods and man be damned.<br/><br/>A huge bear...corded muscle, and already looking angry. The sight made him swallow nervously. They had quite a few folks protecting the entry into the main ritual chamber, and even more inside....but how many would it take to stop THAT huge ball of muscled ursine?<br/><br/>A wolfess, smaller and more lithe. He knew a kindred spirit when he saw one...or, at least, one of a kindred chosen profession.  Smaller of frame did not mean any less dangerous - he'd have to warn everyone of her presence, just to make sure they didn't find a dagger in their back...<br/><br/>The giantess. Another large one, though this one not quite as 'corded muscle'. He had to admit, she was beautiful, and he took a single, split second to admire her body before switching his attention to the last member. Eesh, that hammer of hers....he did not want to be on the recieving end of a swing from that thing.<br/><br/>Finally, the lizardess. Lightly armored at best - he could only imagine she was something akin to their own little magic user. Magic always made him shudder - he'd seen someone turned into a little, tiny version of themselves...then eaten. By the time they'd grown back to their normal size, it was already too late. Oy, magic.<br/><br/>He'd seen enough. He KNEW he didn't stand a chance against likely a single one of them in single combat, much less all of them. Turning on his heel, the catboy set off like a bolt of lightning, putting one foot in front of the other....<br/><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;">Close quarters combat attack - 1d20(7) + 6 = 13. Miss <br/>Check to resist grapple - 1d20(14) + 2 = 16. Failure</div></div></div><br/><br/>At least, that is what he REALLY wanted to do. Gallen takes hardly a single step before he feels a sudden pressure on his arms that quickly spreads around his chest. Without even looking to see what had him, and not really caring....he lashes out with his small, pointed claws, scratching them viciously across Sunete's soft, bare skin.<br/><br/>The catboy's eyes widen in utter disbelief. His claws were sharp - but they'd not even broken skin, leaving little more than a trio of thin, red marks in Sunete's flesh that quickly begin to dissappear. As those arms fully circle around his torso, he felt a sudden sinking feeling in his chest - oh crap, this was NOT good.<br/><br/>Ohcrapohcrapohcrap...it was the giantess. In his mind's eye, the image of that huge hammer coming down on him, crushing him into a gooey paste sent a chill through his body. It was only when he heard the loud, hungry growl of the stomach he'd just been picked up against that he realised - BOTH of her arms were around him. The realisation hit him like a ton of bricks - she wasn't going to smush him with that hammer. She was going to EAT him. Sunete feels the smaller male start to fight and squirm in her grip, his feet kicking uselessly at the air, but to no avail - at least for the moment, she had him solid.<br/><br/>"W-wait!!! Let's talk about this! K-kitties do not taste good, and are b-" He begins, trying to talk his way out of becoming her next meal - before he can even start to plead for his life, however, the big giantess turns him around in her grip and gives him a view that makes his blood run cold,  makes his voice catch in his throat. Those intense amber eyes gaze into the glittering, inky blackness at the back of Sunete's mouth as she opens her lips wide before him, the rows of blunt teeth, the flicking, eager pink muscle of her tongue. His ears flatten against the top of his head as he gazes upwards into that saliva-slickened maw, watering in anticipation of getting the first taste of his body.<br/><br/>"Oh shi-"<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Sunete wrote:</cite> NOMPH! </div></blockquote><br/><br/>He never even gets a chance to finish his curse before his entire head is stuffed between those lips, and into the inky, constrictive blackness of Sunete's throat, his voice cut off with a muffled "Mmph!". The first flicker of Sunete's tongue across that soft catboy's cheeks and chin floods her mouth with his flavor, a sweet, slightly spicy taste that was beyond delicious. He tasted surprisingly clean, and the softness of his skin was nothing short of a godsend. The scent of his body quickly fills her senses, the same sweet, slightly spicy scent that accompanied the absolutely mouthwatering taste of his body.<br/><br/>"Wait! No!" Comes a muffled cry from the bulge in Sunete's throat, his voice hardly audible beneath the soft skin and muscle of the giantess' neck. Alas, despite his pleads, it seemed like his predator had only one thing on her mind - getting his delicious body nice and deep into her own, where the growl of that hungry belly would finally be sated. Not yet ready to accept his fate, Gallen squirms wildly in Sunete's grip as she stuffs his shoulders right into her mouth, and down her throat, those squirms clearly televised in the skin of her neck as he desperately fights to free himself from the iron-like grip of the sexy giantess who was devouring him.<br/><br/>If his face and neck had tasted delicious, the flavor of his torso was almost perfection. Whatever sort of spices he bathed with seemed to add a sort of deep, heady flavor that perfectly complimented the natural sweet-musky flavor of his skin.  As Sunete's tongue continues to explore across the smooth, soft skin of his torso, she picks up faint hints of body. Slender but toned, with just enough muscle to provide a nice, full belly - but not quite enough to escape from her iron-like grip, despite his best attempts to squirm free. A sudden, loud, muffled gasp comes from somewhere behind her breasts as she swallows again, squeezing his entire torso into the fleshy, slick, and insanely tight confines of Sunete's throat.<br/><br/>The sound of her heartbeat thundering in a mixture of pleasure and predatory delight was only muffled by a single sound - the sound of her belly rumbling hungrily just below, eager and waiting to get this delicious peice of meat inside so that it could reduce him to a nice, nutrient-rich mush to feed the sexy giantess' body. Despite how lovely she was, he did not want to be part of what fueled that gorgeous body - that loud, hungry growl makes his squirms intensify, his shoulder shifting back and forth wildly in her throat, making little bulges in her neck - but bringing him not even the slightest bit closer to escape.<br/><br/>Another swallow, and Sunete feels his belly glide across her tongue and into the back of her mouth, leaving just the lower half of his body free from the saliva-slickened depths of her body. Again, that absolutely delicious flavor fills her senses, so overpowering and heady, and another quick swallow leaves her face-to-face with his tail, that long, slender feline tail flicking wildly back and forth before her eyes. Yet for all it's flicking, it brings him no closer to escape "GAH!!!" Gallen yelps from somewhere deep inside Sunete's throat, the sudden vertigo caused by her tilting her head back, giving him a nice straight chute into her stomach, making his tail twitch wildly. Oh gods, she was actually going to eat him - he couldn't escape! His heart thundered in his chest, and for a moment he couldn't even be sure if it was his heart he was hearing, or the excited beating of his predator's.<br/><br/>Gallen briefly feels Sunete's hands upon the padded wrapping around his waist, and with a few easy tugs, he feels his only protection pulled away and casually discarded, leaving nothing to protect him from the stinging digestive acids he'd get to know on a much more personal basis in the belly of the gorgeous gal devouring him. With nothing to prevent Sunete from enjoying the full flavor of his body - and with not even a little bit of fabric to strain her tummy, only delicious food in the form of a squirming catboy - he was shaping up to be the perfect meal after so long had passed.<br/><br/>"Ugh...!" A sudden, heavily muffled gasp comes from somewhere deep inside Sunete's body as her tongue flickers across the head of Gallen's shaft, just that first lick making his entire body jerk wildly inside of the squeezing, constrictive confines of her moist, warm throat.  For a brief second, he stops fighting - only to immediently resume. Yet, as that tongue flickers across his cock a second time, the catboy's struggles weaken...and the next time, his hips involuntarily jerk, grinding his slowly-hardening shaft against the moist tongue that was so eagerly assaulting it.<br/><br/>Deep in the back of his mind, he knew he should be fighting for all he was worth, doing anything to escape the slow, gurgling fate that awaited him in the belly of the big female devouring him. Yet, as that tongue continues to swab along his length, he felt himself almost involuntarily beginning to grind his hips downwards, trying to rub his cock against the heated, moistened flesh of that tongue that - whilst pleasureing him - was sending him to his doom "Mmm..." A deep, shuddering moan escapes from his throat, and whilst mostly muffled by the flesh and mucle around him, Sunete could heart it just barely.<br/><br/>The sudden desire for pleasure seems to directly combat his instinct for survival, and even with most of his body devoured and the impending fate of being digested alive looming over his head - Sunete feels Gallen's shaft harden fully in a matter of seconds, that lengthy maleness squeezed tightly between his lower belly and her tongue. She could even feel him lightly attempting to thrust himself against that tongue as best as he could, trying to pleasure himself with the very tongue that so eagerly absorbed the delicious flavor of his body, and coated him in more and more saliva to make his inevitable trip downwards all the easier. His thoughts of survival slowly turn thoughts of the brief glimpse he'd gotten of the sexy giantess...those lovely breasts, pretty face, and that sexy belly of hers...those nice hips...<br/><br/><br/>When her tongue trails down to the base of that lovely, hardened cock and begins to flicker across the testicles beneath, the catboy's entire body seems to stiffen in pleasure. Those testicles seemed so full, so ready and needy for release...but it was a release that would not come. As soon as his body stiffens, one more swallow is all it takes for his entire lower body to slide between Sunete's lips, the bulge (and, to those watching, a little 'additional bulge' of a very hard catboy cock), decending down her neck, and dissappearing fully behind her breasts. The final 'clack' of her teeth seals his fate, and just like that, he is gone, little more than a slowly swelling bulge in the hungry, gurgling depths of Sunete's belly.<br/><br/>Gallen's body shudders and squirms, every little movement of his lust-betrayed body felt by Sunete as that heavy feeling of a living ,squirming meal decends down her throat and begins to empty fully into her belly. Every swallow, every flex of that throat only further massaged his stiffened manhood, and whilst it would not be enough to bring him to orgasm, it made little shocks of pleasure shoot through his body. That pleasure only finally begins to fade when he feels his lower body begin to slide into her stomach, right along with the rest of him - it had been a blur...he'd been so focused on that lovely feeling on his shaft that he'd hardly even noticed. Now, though...it was hard not to.<br/><br/>In a matter of seconds, Sunete's belly swells to a nice little dome, her living prey pulled fully into the gurgling depths of her soon-to-be-sated belly. Immediently, the catboy's hands begin to roam around the slick, fleshy interior of her stomach, desperately trying to find the little sphincter of muscle that had admitted him in the first place. Maybe, just maybe, he could force his way back up her throat and escape....<br/><br/>Yet, as those powerful walls begin to squeeze him from every angle, forcing him into a nice, easily digestible little ball, he finds it more and more difficult to do anything but push back, squirming and wriggling to try and get a better position in the silky-soft, slickened confines of Sunete's stomach. Little bulges appear in the smooth flesh of Sunete's belly as her prey squirms inside, fighting against the powerful muscles that squeezed him, that slowly began to douse him with potent digestive acids that would - ever so slowly - begin to strip his body of nutrients, feeding the sexy giantess that had devoured him.<br/><br/>"Wait...WAIT!!! D-don't digest me! I'll...I'll do anything! I'll tell you everything I know!! Y-you don't want to...get surprised by...my friends, right?! L-let me out and I'll tell you EVERYTHING." His voice, muffled by layers of flesh and muscle, is nonetheless faintly heard from inside the nice little dome of Sunete's belly.<br/><br/>As Brady's hands begin to explore over the smooth, soft flesh of Sunete's belly, she can easily feel the movements of the squirming prey within, can feel his body shifting, can feel him pushing against the stomach walls around him as they slowly begin to digest him alive. As her hands roam along that nice little belly bulge, she could feel every little bump, every little bulge the doomed catboy made in the tightly-stretched flesh of that lovely tummy. Apparantly, the occupant of that belly hadn't heard Brady's comment over the soft gurgles and groans emanating from around him.<br/><br/><br/><br/>How out-of-combat situations like these work...<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;">Even if he did escape, it would be impossible for him to escape four PCs that are near him. As such, since he's caught...he won't even be making attempts to escape. He'll ATTEMPT....but I won't roll, as there is little point. This is the same as 'after combat is over'...if they have no decent chance at escape, I won't even bother rolling. Of course, exceptional NPCs....well...they'll still be rolling. &gt;:3<br/><br/>Catboy...is giantess food!</div></div></div><br/><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;">I wanted to wait on everyone to get a chance to respond before posting this, but as it's been a few days, I went ahead and put it up. I'm willing to wait in combat situations, but in 'noncombat' situations such as these, I'm not going to wait on posts.</div></div></div><br/><br/><br/>Gallen - 33/33 HP