musings and digestion stuff<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;">Time seems to be standing still for the bard, curled tight and compacted, the priestess' stomach muscles shifting all around him, Xarces' body was in a bad state..but even so he refuses to give up, forcing himself to remain conscious within her, wanting to be aware, to relish these final moments, eagerly awaiting her body to claim that which is rightfully hers. Savoring the sultry embrace of her flesh, and the burning pain of her stomach acids as they work to break down his resilient body. Having no regrets with his decision a content smile spreads across his face as he continues to endure the intense, yet satisfying pain of being digested within the belly of the priestess. (My visions where right.....all of it was leading up to this moment.....it's not so bad though, in her I have found a place where I belong.....to be the meal of one so beautiful, the nourishment of such a powerful priestess......)<br/><br/>His limp body twitching as her own hand would rest upon him, rubbing the motionless meal in her tum. Defeated in both body and mind, Xarces offers a light sigh, seemingly able to tell that it was her, as the strength and aggression present in the hands of the acolytes was noticeably absent.  (I always knew it would end this way.....I had come so close before...have survived so many stomachs, always being able to escape.....the threat of digestion.......being broken down, used and absorbed by another, my life to further and enhance their own....it always sounded so romantic.....even though I hardly know this priestess......I'm happy to be her's.....) his mind piecing together various thoughts as he commits himself to the priestess. <br/><br/>The continuous gurgle of his own digestion, set to the steady beat of the priestess heart. Despite the crippling damage he had sustained, it was all rather peaceful. Xarces happy to see that his presence was not interfering with the digestive process of the lizardwoman, honored at the chance to experience it working first hand. (It really is amazing..) he tells himself again as his body involuntarily twitches and settles within her.<br/><br/>(any moment now....and her stomach will show me it's true power....will grind me into a formless mass, grant me passage through her digestive tract, and escort me further along and into her bowels....) The bard's thoughts interrupted by the sound of her voice. (ah, what an amazing voice, a voice that gave me goosebumps the first time I heard it....) Xarces receiving her words with mixed reaction, for it seemed she was speaking to the members of his group. (so they have come at last?....she is right though....they come too late......better for them to leave me here....rather then throw their lives away....) his softening body shaking, jiggling limply from the impact of her palm, causing him to smile at the thought (Jiggling....I imagine my body to do a lot of that, should I be deemed worthy to add to the assets of this one's figure.....) the thought excites him as he remains motionless within her. Offering no sign of life to the outside world, though in his weakened and broken state, the bard wonders if he even could, should he desire to..... (No matter....my destiny has been embraced, and it is here, with the priestess that I belong. No longer shall I need worry about moving on my own.....her body knows what to do...I'll allow her to take care of everything.) he thinks as a soft shuddering sigh escapes his lips.</div></div></div><br/><br/><br/><br/>Xarces<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;">attempting to stabilize, for what it's worth.<br/> <a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/148698">Stabalize</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">11</span></div></div></div>