<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;">I believe this is all reasonably supported by the information Kitts sent me. Laebras might be a bit peckish after all the devouring that's gone on, and slanting the facts slightly in favor of her getting Yunni and Asulf getting Kaitlyn, but that's more a case of internal bias than it is deliberate prevarication. I.e. I don't think a bluff check is required (or at least, I hope not).</div></div></div><br/><br/>“She probably does know something,” Laebras calls. “Always sneaking around, looking for any advantage or a quiet place to digest one of us. But I'd eat her anyway if you're hungry, Asulf. The bottom line is we're going to have to fight our way past whatever's down there anyway. As for treasure, the duplicitous little bitch would say anything to avoid being digested, and we've no way to check what she knows if we let her go. She'd squirm out of ropes in minutes if you tried to tie her up, and she'd be gone by the time we returned – if she didn't follow and stab us in the back. The only safe place to keep her would be in a belly, and we've already seen what happens to someone left in Sunete or Brady, and I doubt you or Teran would be any better”<br/><br/>Laebras pauses, as a thought strikes her. “I suppose<span style="font-style: italic">I</span>could swallow her. No one's ever gotten out of my belly before, but they're squirming in there for hours before they melt.” She pauses. “If you're hungry you can have her of course, or, as an alternative, I recommend Kaitlyn. Those curves look delicious, don't they?” Laebras pauses as the sorceress gasps at the betrayal. “They're definitely girlfed, too. Those breasts...” Laebras sighs, as Kaitlyn whimpers. “You'd be doing niave, well-stacked barmaids the world over a favor by taking care of her now. Certainly she's been eying me hungrily since we got here. I guess Yunni and Ventressa didn't have enough up top to interest her. You'd have been in real trouble if she'd bespelled you,” Laebras nods to Sunete. “Hershal's probably too stubbornly attached to his own overly strict interpretation of the requirements of honor to take the same deal I did, but you can take him at his word for his parole – and it'd be a shame for him to die down here. He's genuinely a good guy drawn into bad circumstances, as far as I can tell,” Laebras says. “I'm sorry if all this sounds pretty brutal,” she explains, “but the only true bonds between comrades are forged in battle... but we've only had a long spell of bordom down here to get  on each others nerves.”