<span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Calia&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>The quickness of the half-giant seems to take both of her opponents by surprize. She might not have noticed them watching her, but now that they've earned her attention, they both realise that - perhaps - it was something they truely did not want.<br/><br/>Neither of them were taken FULLY off guard, however. The Sherakim begins to raise is greatsword high over his head - flat side downwards - more than eager to bring the large weapon down and brain his opponent. Unfortunantly, before he gets that opportunity...Calia's arms wrap around his middle, her strong fingers hooking into the spaces in his armor.<br/><br/>The amazed look on his face when she manages to wrap her arms around him turns into a snarl, and he presses a gauntlet against her face, twisting away from her, trying to break her surprizingly strong grip.<br/><br/>(Grapple check 1d20(15) + 14 = 29. Failure)<br/><br/>Calia, though...knew exactly what she was doing. She'd been trained to devour her opponents, to know the best way to take them out of the fight quickly and efficiently. The gauntlet that had been pushed right against her face becomes nothing more than a starting point for her meal.<br/><br/>*WA-CHOMP!*<br/><br/>The half-giant's jaws open wide, snapping around pro-offered bit of metal that was the Sherakim's hand. Her saliva sinks between the metal links of his armor, making the metal slippery and difficult to hold on to. However...that just made her opponent all the easier to swallow "GRAAA! GET OFF ME! Jesinoa, GET HE-gghhmph!" His words break off in muffled surprize as the skilled half-giant not only manages to get her arms around him...but begins to stuff him into her mouth.<br/><br/>The slickness, the warmth of the half-giant's lips slide upwards along his arm, right over his head, and all the way up to his waist in one powerful swallow, leaving the Sherakim buried half-way between Calia's lips, her throat bulging with his struggles. He was strong, but Calia was stronger.<br/><br/>(Grapple to resist ingestion  1d20(12) + 15 = 27. Failure by one!)<br/><br/>Whilst the hard, highly unsatisfying taste of his armor as it rolled past her lips and along her tongue left much to be desired, she'd been in this sort of life-or-death situation before. A little bad taste went a long way to a full stomach.<br/><br/>However, the Sherakim was not through yet. He begins to twist powerfully in Calia's mouth and throat, bellowing out his rage at actually being thought of as a meal.<br/><br/>(Grapple check to return to grapple-phase 1d20(4) + 15 = 19)<br/>(The Sherakim will return to grapple-phase with Calia unless she bests his opposed roll.)<br/>(For simplicity, making a final roll to avoid being swallowed, in case she does best him)<br/>(Resist swallow - 1d20(7) + 15 = 22)<br/><br/>The wild elf stares on in a sort of lusty daze as the powerful sherakim begins to slide into the mouth of his opponent. She bites her lower lip - the feeling of sliding over the giantess' tounge, those soft lips wrapping around her body, the gentle sensations of her throat rippling around the the wild-elf's tender, vulnerable flesh. Oh, how much it excited her.<br/><br/>Yet, for all her fantasies, she had no desire to become food.<br/><br/>Taking a quick jump backwards (5 foot adjustment), she levels her bow at the half-giantess, and shoots off two arrows. Both glow a bright blue the moment they leave her bow, sailing towards the giantess as she grapples with her highly unlucky accomplice.<br/><br/>*ShhTHUNK!*<br/>*ShhTHUNK!*<br/><br/>(Attack 1(rapid shot) 1d20(17) +8, +1 magical, +1 Imbued, +1 point blank shot, -2 rapid shot -2 cover = 24. Hit)<br/>(Attack 2(rapid shot) 1d20(16) +8  +1 magical, +1 Imbued, +1 point blank shot, -2 rapid shot -2 cover = 23. Hit)<br/><br/>Both arrows, despite the Sherakim being nearly as large as Calia, sink deeply into her flesh. One strikes her firmly in the shoulder, lodging in bone. The other at the upper-left side of her chest, near enough to nearly threaten a punctured lung.<br/><br/>(Damage 1 - 1d8(7) +4 = 11)<br/>(Damage 2 - 1d8(2) +4 = 6)<br/><br/>(Calia suffers a total of 17 damage! Ouch!)<br/><br/>Vincent, seeing the seemingly friendly half-giantess in a bit of distress, grabs a chair and dashes to her aid, swinging it at the Wild-elf just as the last arrow flies.<br/>(Attack 1d20(6) +2, -4 improvised weapon = 2)<br/><br/>However, despite being incredibly friendly, the Barkeeper was not a combatant. The chair swings far to the side of the Wild-Elf, whom does not even give the man the courtesy of a glance.<br/><br/>((As for your questions..))<br/>((You will have 19 actions points. You get them for being a character level. Adjustments for level do not get action points))<br/>((After reading it and re-reading it...yes, i do believe it will apply to stomach capacity, though not digestion speed. So, she will digest like a medium-sized creature, but still have the stomach capacity of a large creature.))<br/>((Calia will be able to make a swallow attempt as part of a standard action. So, she can step forwards and grab the elf (making her swallow attempt in the same action), and be free to start her grapple with the elf at no penalty (assuming she manages to swallow the Sherakim with her action.)))<br/>((Finally, with action points, you must declare you are going to use them BEFORE you make the first roll. They can be a blessing - for example, you wanted two attempts to grapple him, rather than a normal 1. Or, they can be wasted - it you grapple him with the first attack, the second roll is wasted. However, they ARE meant to be used. However, since i didn't explain it very well on the rules page, it is fine here. I'll edit the action points a bit to make it clearer.))<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Ureck&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>Ureck's leg was on fire with pain, though a simple wound such as that was not enough to take the stalwart Collie down. He rolls to his feet - though the Nekojin takes this very opportunity to jab his rapier at the canine, hoping to pin him to the floor.<br/><br/>(Attack roll 1d20(1) + 7 = Automatic failure)<br/>(Fumble roll 1d20(1) +7 = O.O)<br/><br/>Ureck saw the attack coming from a mile away. He twists to the side as he gets to his feet, the rapier that was stained red with his blood shooting past him and sinking into the wood where he had been less than a second before. The look of surprize on the Nekojin's face when his blade strikes not flesh - but wood - is almost comical.<br/><br/>In that same twist, Ureck's hand goes for his small weapon...and he retrieves it, just as he gets to his feet. Now, the Nekojin really had something to be surprized about.<br/><br/>The blade that had seemingly appeared from nowhere slices upwards towards the surprized half-man's throat, the blade sinking deeply into it. Ureck tears the tiny blade out through the side, leaving blood pouring down the scarred flesh of the Nekojin. Luckily for him, the blade had just narrowly missed a major artery - something that would have left him gasping on the floor as his lifeblood poured out.<br/><br/>The surprizing cut, the look in the Collie's eyes saying that he was NOT going to be the loser of this little scuffle...it set the Nekojin back on edge. One hand goes up to hold his bleeding neck, the other firmly gripping his weapon. Maybe the collie was not such easy prey, after all...<br/><br/>Despite his wound, the Nekojin does not utter a sound - not even a strangled cry.<br/><br/>((Two ones in a row. Since this finally came up in game terms, and i have not explained what to do with critical fumbles, now is the best time. Roll a one on any attack roll, and it is a fumble. Roll again - if you don't hit them with your second roll, you critically fumbled. In game terms, i am just going to give an attack of opportunity on PCs. NPCs, though, will suffer various, more severe, effects at my discretion (normally, i'll roll a d20..and the lower the roll, the worse the fumble). All fumbles provoke attacks of opportunity, unless you've already used one in your round. The Attack of Opportunity is ONLY useable by the one the fumble is made against.))<br/><br/>((As such,  During Urecks next action, he may get his attack of opportunity for free...then decide what he is going to do with his round))<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Sherani&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>Sherani's vicious barrage of punches turns the half-insane sounding cackles of the gnoll into little more than a very canine-like yelp of pain. Even through his apparant rage, he very much felt the blows land, Sherani's powerful arms driving her fists into the more vulnerable spots of the gnoll's body.<br/><br/>Her first punch connects directly with the end of his snout. The sound - and feel - of bone breaking is like music to her ears. He whines loudly in pain, his eyes instantly tearing up as his oh-so-sensative nose is broken with that single, powerful punch. Her second punch connects squarely on his collarbone, and she DEFINANTLY feels the bone give way, a vicious C-Ccc--CRAK! accenting her fist when it connects.<br/><br/>Yet, her mistake is in over-reaching herself. He looks like he is nearly down for the count...and Sherani's knee comes up right towards the Gnoll's groin, which would have likely taken him out of the fight. Unfortunantly, her first blow had knocked him back just enough so that her knee connects with absolutely nothing - sending her stumbling fowards and highly off-balance.<br/><br/>The gnoll, despite his tear-filled eyes, cackles madly in his rage, seizing the opportunity to swing twice at the seemingly defenseless shifter as she is thrown forwards off-balance by her own reckless attack.<br/><br/>(AoO 1d20(14) + 8 = 22. Hit)<br/>(Bolag's attack 1d20(6) +8 (-4 for power attack) = 10. Miss)<br/>(Bolag's damage 1d12(10) + 6 = 16)<br/><br/>His axe crashes down right into her arm, carving an especially deep and nasty would from the top of her shoulder, all the way down to Sherani's elbow. With a cackling, maddened cry, he then brings his axe around in a HUGE haymaker arc, trying to slice the Shifter's head right from her shoulders. His attempt to end the fight early, however, costs him accuracy. She easily ducks beneath the wild arc of his axe - and it nearly hits his Coyote companion.<br/><br/>Sheera ducks beneath the wild swing, growling furiosly at the gnoll - who does not pay her a bit of attention "IDIOT! KILL HER!! NO!...She is going to be the one to fill my belly! Grrr....hungry....you'll do nicely.." Ureck seemingly entirely forgotten by the Coyote when someone with much more muscle-tone is present...she continues her attack on the out-numbered shifter, dropping her sword in favor of a flurry of vicious bites and claws.<br/><br/>(Sheera claw 1d20(2) + 6 = 8. Miss)<br/>(Sheera claw 1d20(8) + 6 = 14. Miss)<br/>(Sheera bite 1d20(14) + 1 = 15. Miss)<br/><br/>Sherani feels the Coyote-folk's claws glide across her skin, though without enough strength behind them for them to leave anything but tiny red marks on her tough flesh. Her bite is backhanded away with nearly no effort, sending the female Coyote nearly spinning around in place. When she comes to, her ears lay back...and she growls loudly "You are going to be MY food, bitch! KILL HER, BOLAG!"<br/><br/>((This is partially due to my error. When i typed up the rules for the action points, i did not mention that only 1 can be used in a round. From now on, only 1 can be used in a round, be it to add damage or a roll or whatever! However, since this was my oversight, consider the additional damage dealt this round! =D ))<br/><br/>((Sherani takes 16 points of damage from a powerful swing by Bolag!))<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Undol, Spike, and Lilium&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>Undol finds himself wrapped up in the massive hand that belonged to the tiefling. Just from the way she was holding him, it was clear - she was definantly NOT a predator. However, when someone was his size...she'd likely have very, very little trouble in fitting him down her throat. That seems to be her exact intention as she pulls him close, her fanged mouth opening wide. She tilts her head back despite Mirana's frantic attempts to snatch Undol out of the Tiefling's grip...and opens her mouth.<br/><br/>Peering downwards, Undol sees something that could possibly be the end of him. Tiny, sharp little teeth outline the deep blackness of the Tiefling's almost cute little mouth. Her tongue curls excitedly, eager for her first taste of living, squirming prey - especially one that was so deliciously bite-sized, such as Undol. The moisture of her lips glisen invitingly, though that invitation was one of being digested alive inside of her trim little tummy. With what little light manages to shine into her mouth, he can make out her throat, beckoning to him eagerly. So tiny and tight-looking, and glistening with moisture. It was a view he'd seen from Mirana dozens of times...but she never had the intention of anything beyond play. This Tiefling? Wanted to digest him. Her long, lithe tail almost wags with anticipation....<br/><br/><br/>Fate was not with her this day, however...as Spike took that very moment to burst in. Dashing up beside her, the skilled orcish monk delivers a very, very solid blow to her kidney, causing her to grunt in surprize and pain. Her grip on Undol is lessened, and he easily manages to slip right between her fingers, and down to the floor so very, very far below.<br/><br/>(Grapple check to hold Undol 1d20 (15) + 6 = 21. Failure)<br/><br/>For anyone else falling the distance realitive to high that Undol just did, it would have been an incredibly painful - and perhaps deadly - experience. However, the build of the Lilliputian makes such a distance seem like nothing. He easily hits the floor safely, and darts across the wooden slabs right back to Mirana.<br/><br/>Had her attention not been now solely focused on Spike, she would have likely tried to crush the fleeing Lilliputian. Even so, when she turns to confront him, her foot lifts...<br/><br/>((AoO. Moving through a square for a creature Undol's size provokes an attack of opportunity. Since some of his action was used in his escape artist, he is unable to take a full-round 'withdraw' action, thus provoking the attack.))<br/><br/>(Tiefling foot-stomp 1d20 (13) + 5 = 17. Miss)<br/><br/>The Tiefling's foot, unbeknownst to her, slams down right beside the Lilliputian, nearly leaving him crushed on the bottom of her boot. He darts quickly to the side, used to being nearly stepped-on...and makes it safely back to Mirana.<br/><br/>The Tiefling's eyes flash anger at spike, her meal interrupted by his intrusion "WHY YOU...uhnn..?" She feels her body begin to lock up just the slightest bit, her reactions slower, the synapses of her nerves muted as the ravage of golden ice begins to spread throughout her body "..Mp...phh..?" She utters in surprize, blinking.<br/><br/>(Fort save VS Touch of Golden ice - 1d20 (9) + 6 = 15. Failure by one)<br/><br/>Her longsword archs up over her head, ready to bring it down on the head of the orc that had cost the tiefling her meal. Yet, that blow never manages to land.<br/><br/>Lilium appears in the Kitchen just seconds after the orc, along with her large fox, Rak<span style="font-style: italic">"Help them? Ahh...hrmph."</span>Pity - Rak so very wanted to get at that Lilliputian....especially since he was on the floor at Mirana's feet. Undol catches the fox's hungry gaze as it darts in alongside his master. The way it licks it's lips at the vulnerability of the tiny man on the flood, even if he was somewhat protected by Mirana's feet. Yet...the attack never comes. Instead, Rak turns his attention to the Leopardfolk, his fur bristling as Lilium's magic begins to take shape.<br/><br/>Today, it seems like it is very not the Tiefling's day. Not only was her meal ruined by Spike, and the strange affliction spread throughout her body....but she was being assaulted on both sides. Lilium's hand darts out towards the Tiefling, her blade swinging downwards in an attempt to cut her outstretched fingers off. Yet, before the blade manages to connect...the little glow of energy leaps from Lilium's hand, and spreads throughout the Tiefling's body.<br/><br/>(Fort save 1d20(5) + 6 = 11. Failure. Tiefling is Paralyzed)<br/><br/>The glow suffuses the Tiefling's body, before sinking into her. Her muscles begin to lock up. Her brain refuses to let the synapses that are required for action to flow to the other parts of her body. Suddenly, she is nearly frozen in place. She is able to move incredibly slowly - but nowhere near enough to effectively protect herself.<br/><br/>The look of Lilium, her little tongue coursing over her lips...causes the Tiefling's eyes to widen in fear. She could not move!! Wh...what did this strange fox have planned for her?!<br/><br/>"W...what...no..!" She whispers loudly, her eyes darting between Spike, Mirana, Undol, and Lilium fearfully. She was defenseless!!<br/><br/>The Leopardfolk smirks as the Tiefling's body begins to lock up - oh well. He would kill them all, and have one hell of a feast this night. Starting with the Orc.<br/><br/>Patting his stomach, he chuckles at the orc "Oh, really? How about...you go in after him?!"<br/><br/>Stepping forwards about ten feet, he bites viciously at the orc monk, determined to send him into his stomach as well...<br/><br/>(Bite attack 1d20(15) + 10 - 4(stuffed penalty). = 21. Miss)<br/>((Woo...my dice rolls are terrible tonight. xD ))<br/><br/>Had it not been for the bulge of his stomach, the uneven swaying of the body - which had grown silent - within him, his jaws would have made contact with orcish flesh. Spike is just quick enough to dart to the side of the attack, though - now that he no longer has to worry about the Tiefling flanking him.<br/><br/>When the Leopardfolk moves - so does Rak. The fox darts forwards, taking a long route around the Leopardfolk to avoid getting hit on the way...and moves into position to flank with Spike (Uses full action to move into flanking position. Spike has +2 on to-hit rolls)<br/><br/>Mirana quickly reaches down and pick up Undol (If he allows her to do so), and replaces him on her shoulder, practically right in her long, straight hair.<br/><br/>((Undol may make a hide check as a free action, this round. Mirana purposefully put him somewhere on her he could hide, if he allows her to pick him up. ))<br/><br/>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/>((Using a new method for HP, so you can decide when you split up attacks, and will make it easier to choose targets))<br/><br/>Bolog - HP<span style="color: #FF0000">4/35</span>AC 17<br/>Keenze - HP<span style="color: #FF0040">13/26</span>AC 16<br/>Sheera - HP<span style="color: #FF0040">26/41</span>AC 18<br/><br/>Wild Elf - HP<span style="color: #00BF00">48/48  </span>AC 17<br/>Sherakim - HP<span style="color: #00BF00">61/61</span>AC 20<br/><br/>Tiefling - HP<span style="color: #008000">37/48</span>AC 14 - immobilized,helpless<br/>Leopardfolk - HP<span style="color: #00BF00"> 55/55</span>AC 19 -2 stuffed = 17<br/><br/>----------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Ureck - HP<span style="color: #008000">43/50</span><br/>Sherani -<span style="color: #FF4000">57/80</span><br/>Undol -<span style="color: #00BF00">20/20</span><br/>Spike -<span style="color: #00BF00">36/36</span><br/>Lilium -<span style="color: #00BF00">31/31</span><br/>Calia -<span style="color: #FF4000">37/54</span>