Though it may have been completely unforseen, and very much an accidental slip up that she lost balance while hauling her massive girth up off the ground, and just fortunately happened to smash her globular midsection back down atop of the guardswoman responsible for the throbbing pain and spreading wetness of blood present on her back, she certainly would just roll with it and never admit the incredible luck she was having! Rissle even pumped her hips once into her gushing gut to teasingly grind it's squishy mass of semi and fully digested members of the town guard over the poor girl, before pulling her smothered snack up by the hands she just barely had managed to get a hold of in her little tumble, intent on finishing yet another meal in good time to face thel two guards behind her, ready to slash at her yet again.<br/><br/>And then the front doors finally gave in, and the bright light of day flooded through the previously darkened and smoke filled church, though, once the ranger's eyes re-adjusted to the light, she realized that the silluette she saw coming charging in towards them wasn't that of a kobold, but of the half dragon that had supposedly turned to their side! Still doubting her allegiance, instead assuming she had rallied reinforcements from the keep to counter attack their voulnerable position instead of coming there to partake in the feasting, Rissle went to shield herself and fend of yet another attack, gritting her teeth in anticipation of receiving the charge, only to be thouroughly proved wrong and positively suprised as Lily just demolished the last two guards causing her a hassle!<br/><br/>In return, the rather stunned half-dragonborn could only give a thumbs up, a smile and a soft sigh, admitting her error in judgement and the releif their unlikely ally had brought her, before just letting Lily enjoy her well earned meals as she turned to the one she herself had right in hand. Slurping the poor, groaning and puffing girl over the face, using her tongue to flick off her helmet, Rissle gaped up wide and loomed her stretchy jaws in over her. Roughly shoving the helpless girl in and swallowing hard and heavy, Rissle lodged the girl stuck in her gluttonous throat all the way down to her waist, only to throw her head back and let gravity assist in downing her meal fully. immediately as the girl became nothing more than yet another bulge slipping down and settling inside that massive, groaning gut, Rissle turned to dash over and grab one of the juicies looking villagers next.<br/><br/>Though, as she liked to say, Rissle didn't care much for the mission, but she did care about getting fed, and getting fed wasn't just about eating a lot quickly, but perhaps even more importantly to find your food easily and in good time, and as it was now, the party had almost no information to go on regarding their next quarry, the heretical cultists, And so, despite words not being her strong suit, or charm coming natural to her, atleast not towards those that didn't find boundless gluttony attractive, the ranger turned to adress the civilians in the church, even as she held on of them tightly against her glorping belly, very intent on consuming her shortly.<br/><br/>"Your 'hero' has turned on you, your last guards are being dealt with, the church is surrounded and you have no where to run, and no way to fight. Surrender and go down easily and willingly, and your doom might not be unpleasant! I will let you and your loved ones stay together, even hold hands or hug as you are swallowed up, and I will guarantee that your passing is painless, I just want complience in return! And if any of you have any sort of worthwile information about what we are searching for, I will even let all of your children return to their kin in the keep unharmed!"  For how much she loved feeling another living being perish within the cramped confines of her voracious tummy, Rissle wasn't without morals, and she tended to draw the line at children, as she just didn't think the little meat on their bodies made it worth taking such innocent lives.<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;">Grapple Attack, 1d20+6 = 16+6 = 22<br/>Charisma check, 1d20 = 15<br/><br/>OOC: I really would have thought my luck was running out by now, especially by the charisma check</div></div></div>