<span style="font-weight: bold">OOC</span>I won’t, as a rule (that is more like a guideline), kill off anyone’s character unless they ask me too. If Alizome wants to end up a nice layer of fat on a pretty mermaid that’s fine, but there can certainly be more options for friendly devouring. Please mention these things early and often! Although I’ll admit I’d maybe been hoping that those kinds of activities could happen intraparty as well (lets say at least that I didn’t want to squelch that kind of thing by bringing in NPCs for it). But, uh, it sounds like Synys wouldn’t mind giving Alizome a warm, comfortable, if confined, place to sleep...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">OOC</span>It’s fine to prepare any lower-level spell in a higher level slot… so if you want to use an L4 slot for an L3 spell that’s fine. If you have certain feats you can even prepare with, e.g. silent spell (which adds one to spell level).<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Dusk/Shawl Mermaid</span>- I’m going to assume Dusk and Aethon are flanking, which adds +2 to attack rolls (I think).<br/><br/>Dusk splashes down into the water, sinking his fangs into the Shawled Mermaid’s slippery flesh. She’s able to pull free - but the effort leaves great, bloody rents in her fishy-flesh...<br/><br/>[Shawl Mermaid takes 15 damage, total damage 38]<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Synys</span><br/><br/>The Black Tentacles wrap tightly around the few mermaids still caught in their grasp… within moments, all but one of them have been squeezed unconscious, tasty treats trapped in a tentacled larder… and when Synys’s crossbow bolt shoots out, the last of them slumps, a slow trail of blood staining the waves around her weakly-breathing form…<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">WARNING, lots of VORISH and SEXY STUFF BEYOND THIS POINT</span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Linda</span><br/><br/>The mergirls are already scattering, as your hair draws the struggling, thrashing one you have trapped to your lips - but once they have her in their firm grip, there’s still time for your long locks to lash out, wrapping around the fluke of one of the putative escapees, and begin drawing her back towards her doom…<br/><br/>Bulging out Linda’s human gut, the mermaid she’d swiftly and mercilessly swallowed thrashes and shouts wildly, sending waves of pleasure through the hungry naga, and little ripples and waves out from their coupled mass, splashing against the mermaid trapped between Linda’s lips - which only serves to increase the desperation of<span style="font-style: italic">her</span>struggles, her hands clawing at the water as she desperately tries to swim away, her human torso unaccustomed to swimming without her powerful tail. The flapping of her finned tail tickles Linda’s mouth, the top of her throat, splashing a pleasant but intensely fishy, salty flavour of the sea around, certainly a change from Linda’s usual diet of meaty monsters and gorgeous girls.<br/><br/>Slow gulps draw the mermaid’s fluke down Linda’s throat, bending the fins uncomfortably back for the mermaid, but prickling and pleasing for the naga’s experienced, stretchy oesophagus. Soon, the mermaid’s hands are pressing on the sides of Linda’s mouth, trying to hold her body out of it, as her tail’s powerful flapping bulges Linda’s throat, jiggling the naga’s impressive girl-fed breasts. The mermaid’s piteous pleas for aid or mercy go unanswered - none of her shoalmates, it seems, are willing to risk becoming the naga’s fourth or fifth course. Almost delicately, Linda’s long and talented tongue knocks the mermaid’s palms free, twining about her arms and pulling them firmly inside her maw, working them down her throat.<br/><br/>The mermaid’s smooth human midriff slips down just as easily as any other girl, then Linda’s tongue is mauling the mermaid’s breasts, and breathy gasps of pleasure are drawn from the her throat between the desperate shouts. “Help,” the mermaid whispers softly, as Linda’s lips slide around her head, framing the mermaid’s face between her lips, then any sign of the mergirl is gone, save for an<span style="font-style: italic">mmmm</span>of pleasure purring through Linda’s lips, and the distended bulge making its way down her throat.<br/><br/>[I, ah, assume the first mermaid will be being sent into Linda’s naga-tum in her tail, and this one too, as Linda devours her third course…?]<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Xarces</span><br/><br/>As Xarces draws a breath and dives beneath the waves, dimly through the gloom he sees, some little distance away [one round’s worth of full-action swimming under normal conditions]...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Alizome</span><br/><br/>The redheaded mermaid smiles, as Alizome sheathes her blade… and that grin only grows wider as the half-elf loosens her clothes, half-baring her impressive chest as her jerkin wafts in the underwater currents. Fearlessly, the mermaid swims closer, apparently unhindered by her bulging belly, the screams and struggles of its occupant only growing louder as she approaches. Guileless, her full lips press onto yours, spilling life-giving air into your mouth, then softly slide up across your face, encompassing your nose. The air is a little stale, but no less pleasant for that - and her pleased moan trembles across your skin. Her hands rest, for a moment, on your flat tum (her own bumping against your hip as the sailor struggles), then slide boldly up to gently massage your breasts…<br/><br/>[I rolled for the seduction, and got a 2 - so its all quite, quite resistable if Alizome wishes. But if she wants to enjoy it and let herself be eaten…]<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Adrastia</span>Unbirthing and really racy stuff<br/>[OOC In principle there are some special feats and benefits for unbirthing, but, if you want to unbirth without any special benefit I don’t see why you shouldn’t, even without the feat.]<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;">Adrastia guides the softly-moaning mermaid’s blonde head beneath her skirts, pressing the flopping fishwoman’s face between her thighs. The warmth and the inviting, musky scent rouse the mermaid from her lightly-fried state, and her lips press against Adrastia’s of her own accord, tongue slipping within, to taste and tease the part-dragon-woman. Juices dribble down the mermaid’s chin, as Adrastia’s well-lubricated tunnel slowly engulfs her head, pulling her into the warm wetness within. Soon Adrastia’s netherlips are nibbling at the mermaid’s shoulders, and she herself is wriggling to work her way further in to the invitingly moist space beyond. A shifting of Adrastia’s weight, and a thick, wet sucking pulls the mermaid up, her sensitive breasts kneaded and massaged by Adrastia’s dripping cunny. The flapping of the mermaid’s tail is an exquisite pleasure, as it mauls Adrastia’s clit, as the mermaid virtually swims willingly up the part-dragon’s tightness into her bulging womb. She looks pregnant, more than pregnant, as the mermaid fastens herself to Adrastia’s umbilical and begins to suckle the life-sustaining nutrients from it. Ironically, she’s probably far more at home here than any land-dweller would be - yet her fate now lies entirely before Adrastia’s whims. To be absorbed, kept alive as toy or plaything or lover, or just-possibly set free….</div></div></div><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Status</span><br/>Still to act: Aethon<br/>Alizome: Grappled<br/>Linda, Adrastia: Stuffed<br/>Shawled Mermaid, 38 HP lost<br/>Other mermaids: Scattering to extreme distance, some hundreds of feet away and below or barely breaking the surface.