<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;">As we all know, the system is not yet perfect. Praexon has done a wonderful job crafting a usable and fun system for vore in 3.5, and I've tried to alter it a bit for this specific setting and game - but, as time goes on, and I see how things work more and more...It will change.<br/><br/>First off, I want to apologize for the rule changes, or simply the mechanic changes. This system is ever-changing and ever-evolving. It's still far from perfect (Thought certainly fun! &gt;:3), and I'm - on my own - switching things around, seeing what I feel works best, and trying to make it more enjoyable to all of you playing. Those I feel work well, I implement. Those I don't - I change until I feel they do work better! <img alt=":)" src="./images/smilies/smile.gif" title="Smile"/><br/><br/>I just ask that you bare with me through these changes - as time goes on, there will be quite a few of them. New feat additions, new spells (Of which the list is slowly growing. Hopefully, I'll be able to post them soon), and minor mechanics changes. My ultimate goal is just to make sure everyone has fun, and can craft/play the character they want to play. It is a work-in-progress, but hopefully, something that can be accomplished with time and effort!<br/><br/>Long story short - Sorry that things continue to change. I welcome opinions and ideas from my players, if something makes more sense to them...perhaps it is something I've overlooked! Hopefully, as the system evolves, fewer and fewer changes will occur. <img alt=";)" src="./images/smilies/wink.gif" title="Wink"/><br/><br/>Now! Resuming the vorey goodness... &gt;:3</div></div></div><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> Mechanics change... </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;">During an active digest, you no longer have to make a melee attack roll. Now, you make another vore check, with the target DC being your prey's armor bonus, MINUS dex. Success means you deal additional digestion damage in a round. This is a standard action.<br/><br/>So, an opponent with studded leather armor (+3), and 5 natural armor, has 18 AC against an active digest roll. If you match or exceed the AC with your vore check, you deal additional digestion damage.<br/><br/>Opponents who are helpless require no roll, and digestion damage is automatically applied against them. Unlike auto-digest (Which is max vs. helpless prey), you STILL roll damage as normal - it is just an automatic hit.<br/><br/><br/>Prey and Nutrions ----------------<br/><br/>I'm still working out the kinks of how to award nutrions, and how often to do it. This provides me with one problem - predators are going to get much more nutrions, and thus become stronger, than those who do not pred at all.<br/><br/>Vore is a powerful attack method (Though, as seen with Sherani's back and forth tug-of-war with Nera, not always successful), and I'm trying to balance out the system a bit so those who are not full-blown fighters still have a chance to devour prey and get nutrions. Previously, rogues could not devour others, unless they were highly strength-based. Hopefully, the addition of new feats will change that - and, more and more as time goes on, I'll get things balanced out a bit more.<br/><br/>Now comes the question - how to balance out Predators who get alot of nutrions, and non-predators who don't. The only thing I can say is - I have no answer. Predators will get stronger because of the nutrions...but, will also end up tasting better because of them (perhaps gaining preference for devouring when a strong vore-based combatant enters combat?).<br/><br/>This has been brought to my attention, and I wanted to address it to everyone - I'm not changing the way the nutrions work. <img alt=";)" src="./images/smilies/wink.gif" title="Wink"/> Not yet, at least. We will see how things continue to work out.</div></div></div><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;&lt;Sherani&gt;&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>Nera's fur bristles when Sherani so casually slaps her hand away. This tiger-girl was making fun of her! HER!<br/><br/>Nowhere in her mind does she register fear - in her frenzied state, only anger, boardering on absolute rage that her meal could so easily escape, so casually shrug off her attacks and attempted to get the stubborn tigress into her hungry belly.<br/><br/>Nera's claws flex, albeit uselessly, when Sherani's hands lock around her wrist, guiding the white-furred feline's fingertips up to Sherani's lips. Nera is granted a brief view of the tiger shifter's enlongated, sharpened teeth as she opens her mouth, and easily crams both of Nera's arms right into her mouth, and straight down her throat. The growling catgirl is yanked forwards, half-falling on Sherani as a long, hungry swallow pulls her in up to her shoulders - leaving her face-to-mouth with her predator.<br/><br/>Sherani's tastebuds are treated to an incredibly delicious, nutrion-rich flavor as her tongue washes wetly over the furious catgirl's face. Even in her frenzy-gripped mind, Nera knew what this was - it was a cat playing with her food. A very special way of pouring salt in the wound, humiliating the would-be predator now that the prey had the upper hand.<br/><br/>A deep, angry mrowl (Sounding much like a pissed housecat), rises in Nera's throat as that wet tongue slathers across her face, coating her in thick, slippery saliva and matting her fur back against her flesh "MrrrroooWWLLL!!!". Nera jerks briefly, trying to bite Sherani's tongue - and, likely, take it off  - but her movements are slow, choppy. It was child's play for the experienced shifter to just casually slip her tongue to the side, adding further insult to injury.<br/><br/>"I'll *KILL* YomphhrrRRRRR!!!!" Nera's angry voice is muffled by layers of skin and muscle as Sherani jerks her head forwards, engulfing the raging catgirl's neck and shoulders, right up to her breasts. Her words break off into a furious growl of displeasure, more than fear, as her world is turned pink and slimy...then, totally black, her face pushed into a wet, slippery, rippling tube that eagerly tugs at her, eager to send the would-be predator into her would-be prey's already gurgling stomach. It looked like the unfortunate ratling would have some company very, VERY soon.<br/><br/>The tangy taste of metal assaults Sherani's tongue as that furiously licking pink muscle continues about it's work, absorbing the delicious flavor of the furious catgirl, even while adding further humiliation to the tigress' unfortunate meal. It seemed the mesh was partially reinforced with chainmail - of course, that chainmail would offer so very little protection against the shifter's potent stomach acids.<br/><br/>Sherani's tongue slithers between Nera's breast, the delicious flavor of her fur (far superior, even to Prendar's delicious taste), assaulting her tongue as she worms that tongue right between those lucious, fur-covered orbs...and roughly plunges it right into the wound left by Ureck's crossbow bolt. The taste of splintered, wood and freely flowing blood leaves a tangy aftertaste on the shifter's tongue, but oh how delicious that flavor is. Not to mention, for the first time since combat had started less than a minute ago...Nera utters a soft 'mrowl' of pain.<br/><br/>Nera's claws surge upwards as her tormentor grinds her tongue in the crossbow wound, trying to claw the one who'd DARE toy with her so...but, though Sherani can feel those claws against the flesh of her belly, Nera simply didn't have the muscle control to sink them into shifter flesh. Another swallow fixes the problem rather quickly, and with another furious growl of rage, the stubborn, jerking catgirl slides right into Sherani's throat up to her waist, burying over half of her body in the rippling, slimy depths of her captor's torso.<br/><br/>Only then does the extent of her predicament begin to penetrate the rage-fogged beserker's mind. She was being swallowed..?!<br/><br/>"AH! RRRrrrAAAHAHAH!!!" It only take a simple bite on Sherani's part to once more spark Nera's feral instincts, sending her plunging back over the edge into her frenzy. Only vaguely does she register the fact that her skirt and the majority of her stockings have been torn away, leaving her butt bare for the world to see. What she *DOES* register...is Sherani's teeth.<br/><br/>Sherani is rewarded with a rather stunning view of the white-furred alleycat's butt when she rips away those stockings and skirt. Perhaps, though, what she is rewarded with most, as her teeth begin to dig into those delicious, fur-covered cheeks, is a growl of mixed pain and rage from somewhere deep inside of her body, just shy of her stomach. Nera begins to thrash wildly, her muscles jerking and flexing uselessly as she tries to bite, claw, spit - anything to provide discomfort to her tormenter. Yet, it was all in vain - no amount of movement on her part will force her locked muscles to function as they should. This only serves to further anger the half-devoured feline.<br/><br/>"ARRRGGHHGHH!!!!! I'LL KILL YOU!!! I'M GOING TO STRIP THE FLESH FROM YOUR BONES! YOU'LL..." Her screams of rage and pain continue, her tail flicking furious in Sherani's face. Yet, all good things had to come to an end - a few more brief swallows, and Nera slides into the engorged middle of her 'prey', her paralyzed body laying in a soupy mixture of half-chewed breakfast, corrosive acids, and partially digested ratgirl.<br/><br/>Prendar's body is squeezed up tightly against the paralyzed catgirl as Sherani's belly shifts and gurgles over both, coating her filling breakfast with potent digestive juices. The ratgirl's survival instincts and sense of self-preservation win out over any sense of comraderie as she swiftly tries to claw her way up Nera's body - as if THAT would save her from the digestive slurry that poured over her scalded flesh.<br/><br/>"It buuuurns!!!" Prendar whines piteously, clawing frantically at Sherani's stomach....<br/><br/>(Attack roll 1d20 (2) + 10 = 12.)<br/><br/>...Yet, her weakened body simply didn't want to respond. Her sharp little claws, which had proved so incredibly useful in the past, only cause a brief, pleasant tickling sensation across the interior of the shifter's resistant stomach "Nooo....!!! NERA!!! IS THAT YOU? Get us ouuutttt!!! Ahhhh....can't think...!!" The Ratling's struggles were quickly coming to an end - her frantic struggles slowly becoming weaker and weaker as she is turned into living fuel for the hungry shifter's body.<br/><br/>(Nera's will save - 1d20(13) + 4 = 17. Failure)<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;&lt;Ureck&gt;&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>Wide, fear-filled eyes stare up at the friendly collie as he makes his way over the Lara. She was a cute little thing, even with her fur matted against her face with a mixture of tiger-saliva and tears.<br/><br/>She continued to cough, trying to catch her breath, one hand on her throat, rubbing it furiously - and the other on the cobblestone behind her. When Ureck approaches, the girl's terrified brain doesn't seem to register him as friendly...and she backpedals immiediently, shivering in terror.<br/><br/>"N-no!!" She calls softly, puting an arm up to shield herself. When the collie doesn't immediently stuff her tiny body into his mouth, the arm lowers, and she stares...<br/><br/>..At his hand?<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Lilium said you were a friend of hers, so I suppose that means you are a friend of ours as well."<br/></div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Wh...wh.." Ureck could see she was wracked with terror still - even so, she reaches up and places her tiny hand in his own, letting him pull her to her feet.<br/><br/>In the same quick motion that Ureck pulls her to her feet, she throws her arms forwards around his waist, and buries her face in his stomach - never even giving the friendly collie a chance to step back. Instantly, the waterworks begin to flow, her tiny hands clutching tightly at his fur and armor as she pulls herself right up against him, her shoulders heaving as she sobbed out her fear right against Ureck's body.<br/><br/>"Th-they...were...they wanted...to eat...they...were going to..." She chokes out between sobs, her words fractured and almost incomprehensible "T...they..."<br/><br/>Now, the trickle of tears turns into a flood as she sobs piteously against Ureck's stomach, her little four-foot form shivering as she unleashed her fear in those salty streaks that flowed so freely down her cheeks "Thank you...thank you..." She whimpers out inbetween sobs, clutching Ureck tightly, as if releasing him would make the terrible scene play out once again.<br/><br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;&lt;Lilium&gt;&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>Adanoa hisses in pain, the mixture of a lack of air and the intense, powerful acids that were dissolving his body alive causing his head to swim "Rr..ahhh!! You...are not...digesting...me!!" The tiger flexes his claws, growling deeply in his throat...<br/><br/>...and the spell binding his muscles deteriorates fully, allowing him full control over his body once again. This little kitsune is going to regret ever sending him into her stomach! *HE* was the apex predator here - not a little fox half his size!<br/><br/>"You had your chance!!" He growls furiously, his claws lashing out furiously, fully intending to slice the velvety soft flesh that surrounded him, squeezed him from every angle, open - see how much she moaned then!<br/><br/>His claws dig into the interior of her stomach, pushing feircly against those soft, flexing walls that undulated around his body...<br/><br/>(Attack roll #1 - 1d20 (9) + 14 (-6 tight belly x2, -2 swallowed while helpless) = 15. DC 21)<br/>(Attack roll #2 - 1d20 (16) + 9 (-6 tight belly x2, -2 swallowed while helpless) = 17. DC 21)<br/><br/>Lilium is treated to an intense tickling sensation as the enormous tiger's claws simply slide off of her interior, unable to penetrate the smooth, rippling flesh even the slightest bit.<br/><br/>Adanoa's jaw drops open....and he swipes out with a hand again, digging his razor-sharp claws into the shifting walls of his fleshy prison. Again, his claws press against her stomach...and simply slide off, failing to penetrate "..w...what...?"<br/><br/>Lilium's belly bulges at odd angles as the suddenly-frantic feline begins to claw furiously against her interior, his claws sliding off of the shifting, soft flesh of her belly interior as easily as they would slide off a platemail suit. Her stomach squeezes him from every side, forcing his body into a ball - and ensuring that he could get not even the slightest amount of power behind his frantic, swiping mitts.<br/><br/>"...Wha...WHAT?! No! Nononono!!" Adanoa's voice suddenly sounds far, far more desperate than it had just a few seconds prior. Her stomach was like velvet steel! Those squeezing walls, the acid surrounding him...he had to get out!<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div><br/>“Mmm, Please try, Please squirm…ermm…erf” Lilium sighed and gasped from the intense pleasure “Struggle with all your might, The only way you are coming out of my body is my butt, Mmm and I'm going to take such pleasure in releasing you tomorrow” Lilium bit her lower lip as she taunted her prey.<br/><br/></div></blockquote><br/><br/>Now, he was scared. No, terrified.<br/><br/>The enormous tiger trashes wildly inside of her stomach, his hands and feet pushing desperately against the tightly squeezing walls of the slender little kitsune's belly, but to absolutely no avail - it seemed as though her threat could very well come true " Your...butt....no!! NO! WAIT! WAIT! Let me go!! WE CAN MAKE A DEAL!! THE RATGIRL!! YOU CAN HAVE HER!! OR...NO!! THE MOUSE! She'd yours!!" His voice was frantic, the huge feline turned into little more than a frantic, pleading cub in the squeezing, corrosive depths of Lilium's belly.<br/><br/>"Ahh..." He hisses through his teeth again - the soft hiss of her acids as they dissolved his fur and flesh while he still lived filling his ears - along with the deep, gurgling growl of her hungry stomach, eagerly seeking to turn him into little more than nutrients for her beautiful little body. How...it was impossible! He should not be on THIS side of the digestive process "...Ahh...it burns! Please! You can have the mouse! I won't touch her! Eat the rat!! Let me go!!"<br/><br/>The tiger's frantic, pleading words are lost amid a wave of pleasure as his nutrion-rich body begins to come apart inside of her bulging little belly, the intense pleasure surging through her shivering body. It was like every nerve in her body was being stimulated, tingled and excited almost to a sexual level. When her hand wanders between her thighs, pressing against her soaked little crotch, it becomes just that - and so much better.<br/><br/>She was...moaning? Adanoa's eyes widen - no! She was pleasuring herself while he digested alive?! "LET ME OUT! PLEAAASE!!!!" Comes the frantic call inside of her, his arms and legs pressing tightly against her belly, causing it to bulge out slightly at odd angles as he fights for his life inside of her - even while her belly coats him in digestive juices, squeezes him from every side...making those struggles weaker and weaker by the second...<br/><br/><br/><br/>Rak trots a little bit closer to his master, peering up at her as she presses a hand between her thighs...then collapses to her knees, her mind clouded in a haze of pleasure.  The feeling of a nice, full stomach - he knew the pleasures of it. Especially since his own currently had a frantically kicking orc inside, who's armor seemed to be doing absolutely nothing against the digestive onslaught of the fox's belly.<br/><br/>"AH! DAMN FOX! I'M GOING TO GUT YOU!!" Vrillik' blade lashes out, digging into the fox's soft interior, trying to split him open from the inside - no doubt, the mangy vulpine was on his last leg now...<br/><br/>(Attack #1 - 1d20(6) + 10 = 16. DC 19 - failure)<br/>(Attack #2 - 1d20(2) + 5 = 7. DC 19 - failure)<br/><br/>Even the razor-sharp tip of the Baki does not manage to penetrate through the soft, yet un-naturally tough interior of the fox's belly. It was at just that moment Vrillik feels the first corrosive tickle of digestive acids slide across his face...into his armor....<br/><br/>Within a matter of seconds, the fox's stomach is gurgling loudly around the cursing orc's body, slathering the frantic, green-skinned humanoid with powerful, corrosive digestive juices. The steady sizzle of leather, metal, and flesh being dissolved by the powerful stomach acids fills the fox's stomach, only barely audible over the loud, happy gurgling sound as he begins to turn the orc into living nutrition.<br/><br/>(Auto digest - 1d6(5) + 2 = 7)<br/>(Active digest attack - 1d20(17) + 8 = 25. DC 16 - hit!)<br/>(Active Digest damage - 1d6(4) + 2 = 6)<br/><br/>Lilium's arm catches Rak right around the neck, and a single pull urges him to press up against her shivering little body. The link he shared with Lilium allowed him to at least partially feel the pleasure, feel the nutrions starting to course through her bloodstream...<br/><br/>Needless to say, it excited him to no end.<br/><br/>The scent of her aroused body causes him to half-dance against her side, pressing his body tightly up against her own as she begins to kiss along the side of his neck, drawing a pleased 'murr' from the exciteable, snuggly fox. A soft 'sigh' escapes his partially parted maw as the soothing, gentle tingle of healing energy begins to course through his body, closing open wounds and restoring his waning strength.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~Mmm..that feels nice. It's too much? Pity we are out here in the middle of the square...I'd make sure it was too much.~</span>He gives her a suggestive nudge with his hip (almost knocking her fully over onto the ground), and nuzzles his muzzle beneath her chin, his long, slender tongue running gently against her fur, licking her lovingly as she enjoyed the pleasure of nutrion-filled prey.<br/><br/>For a brief moment, he also lowers his muzzle to her hand, running his tongue along her fingertips, drenched in the flavor of her body<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~Mmm...~</span>His voice whispers seductivly in Lilium's mind<span style="font-style: italic">~Delicious...I must take care of that for you later...~</span>Lilium could tell that her little displayed had even managed to arouse her lovable companion, the way he danced excitedly against her side, nudging her with his hip...and a few other, far more tell-tale signs.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Adanoa -<span style="color: #FF4000">29/79</span>(*) - AC 18 (4 natural, 4 dex, ) - Digesting in Lilium's belly<br/>Prendar -<span style="color: #FF0000">1/36</span>(**) - AC 14 (+4 dex) - Digesting in Sherani's belly<br/>Vrillik -<span style="color: #FFBF00">27/44</span>(*) - AC 17 (6 armor, 1 dex) - Digesting in Rak's belly<br/>Gunter - Fled<br/>Nera -<span style="color: #FFBF00">34/69</span>(*) - AC 10 (4 armor, +4 dex, -4 from dex , -4 from frenzy, Paralyzed) (Frenzy for 3 more rounds) - Helpless<br/><br/>----------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Ureck - HP<span style="color: #00BF00">49/50 </span>- AC 18 (4 armor, 3 dex, +1 deflection)<br/>Sherani -<span style="color: #FFBF00">47/72</span>(59/84) - AC 17 (+1 armor, +6 con, +2 dex,-2 rage)<br/>Lilium -<span style="color: #FFBF00">28/36</span>- AC 17 ( +2 natural, +1 dex, +4 deflection)<br/>Rak -<span style="color: #00BF00">35/42</span>- AC 17 (+3 dex, +4 deflection)