{Huh. Shame that stunning and prone-ness don't make swallowing any easier... at least there's less for Heshaar to worry about if she can't manage it this round though. :9}<br/><br/>After the near-disaster of her assault upon the lizardman, even Heshaar's inexpressive features show visible relief when Alyssa's blow connects and leaves the reptile reeling. Right now, she doesn't imagine she has a moment to spare to see how Chrrou is faring, and the idea of him needing help is the furthest thing from her mind-- he was only facing a little skunk-woman, after all, not something that the massive wolfess considers to be a particularly credible threat.<span style="font-style: italic">She</span>, on the other hand, faces a powerful scaly monster that nearly made a snack out of her. She doesn't intend to permit him a second chance to get it right.<br/><br/>[Heshaar ingest check: 1d20(<span style="font-weight: bold">20!</span>) +20 (including predatory instinct) =<span style="font-weight: bold">40</span>; Narsc must succeed (impossible?) opposed grapple or be ingested. Shame there's no such thing as a critical nom...]<br/>[Heshaar ingest or swallow check: 1d20(14) +20 (including predatory instinct) =<span style="font-weight: bold">34</span>; Narsc must succeed (unlikely) opposed grapple or become wuff-chow.]<br/><br/>Assuming ingestion success:<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;">Restraining her opponent momentarily with her forepaws, Heshaar briefly shakes her head from side to side as though to shake a layer of snow or rain from her fur, but instead the motion only serves to elicit a soft <span style="font-style: italic">pop</span> from either side of her jaw. In the rapid, snake-like lunge that follows, her jaws don't merely open, but <span style="font-style: italic">gape</span> immensely, filling the stunned lizardfolk's vision with a vast expanse of rippling, pink maw-flesh... before, in a single moment, his upper body vanishes between the row of teeth and into the wolfess-maw's slimy embrace with a softly-anticlimactic <span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">schlrp</span></span>. Quick, efficient, and tail-waggingly eager, it only takes her a couple of seconds to 'wolf him down' in true lupine fashion, clamping her jaws tightly over his torso to sharply tug him back, only to flash her wide-mouthed gape again for an instant to lunge forward and bury his body deeper into the steamy heat of her jaws. Chains, jewelry, and all, the intimidating reptile soon becomes a rather less-impressive cheek-bulge in the larger predator's maw as his taloned feet and powerfully-muscled tail slip uneventfully between her lips with another understated wet slurp. Curling her tongue-tip out around her satisfying mouthful to lightly slurp at her chops, Heshaar tilts her head back, tightening her deep, hot, drool-slick maw around her would-be-devourer...</div></div></div>Assuming swallow success:<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;">...and swallows hard, a softly-murrling growl escaping the wolfess's soft-furred throat as her powerfully-flexing gullet's muscles take over. Caught in a sudden wave of sucking motion, there's nothing Narsc can do to prevent his descent; the smoothly-curling and lifting tongue offers nothing to cling to, and the undulating ripple of her greedy gulp neatly squeezes his body in against itself to provide Heshaar with a more-easily swallowed lizard-nugget as he finds himself plunging down the slimy chute to her belly. The smooth bulge slithers quietly from her cheeks to her throat and finally onward to vanish beyond her rib-cage as Heshaar rolls relievedly to her feet, sending Narsc's world twisting in dizzying fashion as he's squeezed and squished on downward... to finally slither and slide out into the oppressive heat and ominously-rumbling tightness of the she-wolf's stomach, her tight abdomen already starting to crush and grind and slather her digestive juices over his scales as the vague outline of his swallowed body plumpens her lightly-weighted underbelly.<br/><br/>It's only then that Heshaar turns back to see her druidic companion's much-worsened plight...</div></div></div><br/><br/><br/><br/>Kahmori's invisibility doesn't fool Chrrou; the druid's sensitive nostrils are able to all but pinpoint the unseen fighter's lunge back into the fray. As Relm vanishes with a string of curses, the single-minded megaraptor feels only vague indifference, followed by a fleeting moment of<span style="font-style: italic">jealousy</span>-- sadly,<span style="font-style: italic">he</span>has no such convenient unfriendly stomach into which to vanish.  Flexing his blood-dripping talons, Chrrou's body tenses as he braces himself for another effort at perforating the flesh beneath his scales...<br/><br/>[Chrrou's grapple check vs. Kahmori: 1d20(1) + 17 = 18;<span style="font-weight: bold">fail</span>, Chrrou is grappled]<br/><br/>...and the druid's breath leaves him in a hissing reptilian gasp, dark eyes widening as he's bowled over and brought to the ground by the preternaturally-strong kitsune. Recovering himself, Chrrou meets Kahmori's scream with a hiss of baleful annoyance, irked by the delay in his self-destruction; as deadly a combatant as he knows the vulpine warrior to be, the raptor is well aware that Kahmori will only be an impediment to ending himself. "Get...<span style="font-style: italic">off</span>," Chrrou growls despairingly, powerful muscles straining and rippling beneath his scaly exterior as he twists to expose his underbelly to his claws despite Kahmori's interference. Grunting and bellowing with effort, Chrrou kicks and twists against the battery of arms, legs, and tails that vie to restrain him.<br/><br/>[Chrrou attack roll vs. self: 1d20(19) + 13(-4 for grapple, +5 for non-resistance) = 32 vs AC 21 (reduced by 2 for forgone dexterity bonus);<span style="font-weight: bold">hit</span>. Assuming damage should still be double: 4d6(1, 1, 4, 5) + 10 =<span style="font-weight: bold">21 damage</span>for a total of<span style="font-weight: bold">45</span>damage including his earlier self-inflicted blow.]<br/><br/>Kahmori would have a difficult time<span style="font-style: italic">seeing</span>whether Chrrou's claws had found their marks as he struggles against the behemoth, but there's no mistaking the suddenly-fountaining gush of hot and free-flowing blood against his fur and the thickening of the coppery tang in the air as the druid once again buries his talons beneath his scales to shred the flesh beneath into a red-gushing ruin. A choked cry of reflexive pain leaves the scaled beast's lips, but it dies with a gurgle and a faint, blank, toothy grin; once more, just<span style="font-style: italic">once</span>more...<br/><br/>If Heshaar's ingest/swallow were successful, and she's thus able to turn her attention to Chrrou and Kahmori:<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;">Chrrou's cry of pain catches the recently-fed she-wolf by surprise, drawing a yelp of startlement as she whirls more quickly in place to face him, her smoothly-bulging stomach swaying comically with the sudden motion. What she sees-- Kahmori locked in apparent combat with the previously-untouched but now gravely-wounded and freely-bleeding druid-- immediately wipes the look of vaguely-smug predatory elation from her features, and she lowers her body for another lunge, hackles raised, teeth bared, and a howl of unadulterated rage tearing itself from her throat. She could not have imagined that this member of Chrrou's 'pack' would <span style="font-style: italic">turn</span> on him after they came to his rescue..!</div></div></div><br/><br/>[One point of uncertainty on this post. May end up editing considerably depending on how it comes out. |3]