Even over the soft, contented gurgles and churns of her stomach steadily digesting the unfortunate mage within, Delia could hear the muffled cries, garbled and undecipherable. Hmmm...maybe she'd digested the poor woman a bit too far already. A pity - she had information she needed, and now it was information she was going to have to go out and track down from a different source. Briefly, the thought of coughing her up and healing her a little bit crosses the succubus' mind, but even that was quickly dismissed. Odds were, she was already far too digested to help now, and that would also mean relinquishing the absolutely heavenly sensation of a full stomach full of mostly-digested mage. Not something she was willing to do.<br/><br/>Exhaling a soft, light-hearted laugh, Delia tucks her hands beneath her stomach and gives it a rough little shake, noting with no small matter of satisfaction that it was already considerably smaller than when her dinner had made it's initial entry the day before "Awww, no? Nothing? Still want to keep it all to yourself, hmmm? Oh well - I guess you should have taken me up on my offer when you had the chance! Enjoy the rest of your day, sweetie...I know *I* will..." Despite her threat, she had little intention of drawing out the mage's digestion any more than it naturally took. By midday, she estimated, most of the mage would be gone, and she could find a quiet alleyway or latrine somewhere to discreetly dispose of the aftereffects of a day-long stay in the stomach of a succubus. Of course, on the same vein, it was not worth speeding up her digestion to give her a quick sendoff, either. That always took so much concentration, so much....EFFORT, and was never quite as enjoyable as just letting things play out naturally.<br/><br/>A brief flash of memory worked it's way through her head, bringing with it the image of a dozen luxurious red-silk pillows upon which she lay, as good a throne as any. Servants - lesser demons and succubi, and even a few mortal races that had earned her fancy - seated all around, eager to tend to her every need and want. Three 'adventurers' lay bound and naked before her, a handsome elvish man, a humanoid girl with the tail of a raccoon and ears to match, and a female tiefling that even now was flinging as many curses at her as her pretty little lips could muster. She laughed - they'd been trying to worm their way into her home to save one of their captured friends, long since 'disposed' of. Now, they'd get to meet his fate. Mmm, she could remember their taste so clearly as each one slid across her tongue, one after another, squeezing into the tight recesses of her throat. Could remember the heavy sensation of being so utterly stuffed as the tiefling she'd saved for last joined her two companions inside her tightly stretched belly. Could remember the sensation as her servants set about stroking her stomach, pleasing her, even as her stomach got to work on the trio of unfortunates who'd stumbled so blindly into her--<br/><br/>-- Nothing else. That was all. Just like that, the memory was gone, and it left her...wanting? She could recall the taste of their souls to some degree, the sensation of, some two days later, depositing their remains in the abyss, but...argh, everything was so jumbled! It was an extreme annoyance. Why couldn't she REMEMBER these things, in the detail she wanted? Why in the hell was she stuck here in the material plane, why did she feel so WEAK?!<br/><br/>Feh. It was a weakness that the mage - and her soul - were going to go a long way towards rectifying.<br/><br/>Shaking her head to clear the last remnants of her memory, Delia - hand still lightly stroking her churning stomach - idly peers over to Aron as he lightly pets her belly as well, earning a little 'Mmm' of delight from the contented succubus "Mmm. Well, after a thrilling night and an equally as thrilling dinner...and breakfast....I'm more than ready to see what this port town of yours has to offer. Pirates, hrm? Sounds like my kind of people." Well, she may be stuck here, for now....but she was sure as heck going to have FUN while she was here. A town full of pirates sounded like just the perfect place to offer a little opportunity to...improve her situation. Taking Aron's hand, Delia allows herself to be pulled to her feet, and quietly follows the drow out onto the deck to begin the morning.<br/><br/>((Despite her threat, Delia is not going to 'slow her digestion' to draw out the mage's anguish. Just going to continue along as is natural! When she DOES feel the mage finally pass, she will make efforts to see if she can digest that oh-so-delicious soul as well, and if there's anything that seems to be preventing her from doing such!))<br/><br/><br/>******************************************************************************************************************<br/><br/>Sunlight.<br/><br/>It wasn't that it really AFFECTED her, but she still did not particularly like it. Her eyes were far more suited for the pitch black of night than roaming around under the heat of the early-morning sun, and though she didn't have to risk getting sunburned, this particular type of heat was still..unpleasant. Fire? Lava? All pleasant. Yet, something about the sunlight just pricked her in all the wrong ways, and it's only a few moments before she gives Aron a little kiss on the cheek, eases her arm out from around his, and seeks a little shelter from the sun beneath the shadow cast by the mast. One by one, she counts off her companions. Garth. Chira. Mona. Aron. Xarius. Good, everyone was here, and that meant noone was offed in the night by a member of the crew that thought themselves a little more brave than the others, or a soldier they'd somehow missed in all the confusion. Briefly, she recalls the guard she'd left in her own cell, and there's more than a little temptation go do down and introduce him to the very mushified mage steadily digesting away in her belly, but...they had some traveling to do, and carrying around the weight of another (even a pleasant as it would be digesting the farmboy-turned-soldier), was less than ideal. Besides, she'd gotten what she wanted from the mage, and both her body and energy felt greatly replenished. Even her curves were going back to where they SHOULD be, she was getting undeniably skinny during her incarceration.<br/><br/>Her eyes finally fall on Xarius as the catboy makes her way over to him, a coy little smile creasing her lips at his approach "Oh...well, you're certainly chipper, aint'cha? I assume you had a rather thrilling night as well..." She briefly shifts her attention to Mona, noting the little pot-belly she had, and the new clothing she'd picked up. No doubt clothing that had once belonged to...ehh, whoever it was she was digesting. The name escaped her, and it hardly mattered now, did it? Again returning her attention to Xarius, Delia's soft lips spread further in a charming smile, her red eyes meeting his own "And the bed smelled of sweat and old ale. Hardly pleasant, but better than being chained to a wall."<br/><br/>The little poke at her stomach elicits a muffled 'mfffg' from within, though the soft protest is quickly silenced by an even louder gurgle, her stomach continuing to happily work the doomed mage over. It was noticably smaller than it had been the day before, and there was little doubt that the mage could not be COMFORTABLE in there, even if she likely couldn't feel her digestion much anymore, but it was still decidedly obvious that she'd eaten someone, even a bit moreso than Mona's own stomach "And she..." Delia laughs softly, stepping forwards enough to press her stomach up against Xarius' side, wrapping her arms around his shoulders "...I'm sure she's had better nights. Not many, though...I think she should be quite pleased it's me that ate her. Could have fallen overboard and ended up in a fish's stomach, and there's hardly any dignity in that, now is there?"<br/><br/>"As for the rest of you...!" Still clinging to Xarius, Delia shouts towards the assembled crew "A deal is a deal, and I'll never have it said I don't live up to my promises. Noone else gets hurt. You're all free to go. And we're merely taking...Say...four fifths of the cargo? Leave everyone remaining plenty to get them going again. I assume we all can agree to that, can't we...?"<br/><br/>((Pretty much, Delia is asking if anyone else of the party wants to put in their own idea here, otherwise she's going to ensure that he end of the 'bargain' she made is kept. Everything else not nailed down and worth something, sell it!))<br/><br/>*********************************************************************************************************************<br/><br/><br/>Shore! She never thought she'd be so glad to reach it, but walking down the gangplank was like leaving heaven and walking straight into hell. It was glorious.<br/><br/>She felt a little unsteady on land, having grown accustomed to the rocking waves and the constant swaying beneath her feet, but she adjusts quickly enough "So, let's get this under way. See if my tongue is still useful for haggling amongst.." She gives Aron a sidelong glance, a faint smirk curving her lips "...Other things. So. I'm thinking direct trade is going to be our best bet, but we'll see how much money we have left over once we're all said and done. Garth, the list if you please? And let's pick up something for the horse, too. She looks silly with those little weapons of hers..."  Taking the list from Garth, Delia gives it a good looking over. Yes. This, she could work with...<br/><br/>((Delia is going to try to do all the bartering! 20 charisma and if she REALLY has to, charm person! ))<br/><br/><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;">Level up!<br/><br/>+1 3rd level spell - Confusion!<br/>+1 3rd level spell/day<br/><br/>Bard ability - Dirge of Doom<br/><br/>+1 con, granting +7 HP!<br/><br/>+6 HP for level! +13 total!<br/><br/>All skills trained +1!</div></div></div><br/><br/><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;">Shopping list!<br/><br/>Magical shortbow of some sort! This is secondary priority to whip! Masterwork at least! Alternatively, light crossbow works as well.<br/><br/>Magical Scorpion Whip! Some kinda magic that more knocks people out or does additional subdual damage, maybe? Additional lethal would be fine as well, likely fire in this case! Masterwork at the least!<br/><br/>Normal whip as a backup. Masterwork!<br/><br/>Arrows and stuff!<br/><br/>Some better armor! Chain shirt or something! Masterwork if able! Magical if affordable, but +1 ring of protection is more important than magical armor in this case!<br/><br/>+1 ring of protection!<br/><br/>Various odds and ends useful in adventuring. Flasks, charcoal, paper, ink, so forth. Pretty much all the basics here. Also, some kinda pack that doesn't interfere with wings! Hairbrush as well! Mirror! Things like that.<br/><br/>Sexy clothes! Something formal and something for adventuring!<br/><br/>Armor for Chira and a weapon for Chira. I'm thinking a sword, but also a lance of some sort? Something she could likely use. She is a horse so I assume 'charging' is a thing, so something useful for charging! A shield, too!<br/><br/>Ironbrush (Hairpin instead?) for surprise attacks! Maaaasterwork!<br/><br/>Nets! Edible ones if they are a thing! Masterwork for non-edible!<br/><br/>Fighting Fans! Masterwork!<br/><br/>Last, but if it's there...+2 charisma something!<br/><br/>I...think that's it. :3 I dunno how much monies we have to buy stuff with, so I think this is a good enough list to start with!</div></div></div>