<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;">First off. welcome aboard. Ambrose. Hopefully, you'll enjoy giving Laebras a bit of a play. Finally ,with five people ,the game is 100% full - I'll not be adding a sixth. Information you're giving it pretty much exactly what Laebras had available, and what most of the little group was given as far as information goes - that is perfectly fine.<br/><br/>Also, I see that post frequency has taken off. This is great. Whilst my posts will still take some time to work up (Responding to everyone takes time!), outside of combat, things will flow much faster, as we're not really constrained by waiting on everyone for a full round to see what happens.<br/><br/>Well, onwards to the goodies! Once out of this area, there'll be an extended time to RP amongst the group and get a good feel for each other. Judging by how some of the group is 'getting to know' each other now, I think that can be taken quite literally. XD Good work on the combat, and...with that...!</div></div></div><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;">EXP awarded for backstories, pictures, and correct sheets will be coming up at the end of this little excursion. Accumulated nutrion points will also be given after appropriate digestion times to all involved. EXP for the fight itself will be awarded during this time. The only time I'll end up changing this formula is when, exp wise...a particular fight gives the party, or a party member, enough EXP to raise to the next level. Spells and such will still need rest to prepare, but things like HP and supernatural abilities will raise accordingly.</div></div></div><br/><br/><br/><br/>Swallowing nervously, Kaitlyn met Asulf's gaze. Of the little assembled group, he was the only one lacking a bulging belly - which meant one of two things. One, either he was still hungry....or two, he was not one for taking living meals. Either way, it didn't take much thought to figure it might be best to get on his good side "U-um...traps? N-not that I know of. The maze was supposed to keep everyone out until the ritual was complete. There was supposed to be only one w-way in and one way out."  After taking a few deep breaths to calm her nerves, Kaitlyn continues on, her eyes still rapidly flicking between Brady and Sunete, but for the most part remaining largely focus on Asulf "There's just a few bedrooms, a small holding chamber, and the armory between here and there...no traps, no other folks...we were it. That, and our little group up top." That particular group, numbering about ten, had met their end VERY quickly, especially against the rather overwhelming numbers the Brightblades threw at them.<br/><br/>Hershel, on the other hand, was keeping his calm surprisingly well - though his eyes constantly flicked between Brady, Asulf, and Sunete. Now, Laebras was tossed into the mix. Traitorous tiefling. Then again, he couldn't blame her. She HAD been made one hell of an offer "There's not much else to tell, really..." Hershel begins, idly removing a small blade at his side and tossing it on the floor before him as he speaks "When you're in this business, you learn where to ask questions, and where not to. You also don't go in blind. I know they led a group down..." He makes a faint gesture towards Laebras with a sweep of his hand "Pretty much as she said. That was yesterday....and we've not heard from them since. Our job was to just laze around in case someone actually broke in here to stop the ritual...and put whoever did out of commission. You can see how that went." As he speaks, his gaze slowly flickers between Laebras, Sunete, and Brady. The trio certainly seemed to have no qualms about letting their more 'intimate' sides show, especially after a won battle. It was...distracting to say the least.<br/><br/>"We..uh..." He mutters, clearly distracted by an especially devious little breast-grab upon the lizardess by the rather forward giantess "...Well...." The look on his face turns completely blank for a second - literally emotionless - and he just blinks "....I guess we're kinda stuck in here too, till the spell wears off. Which...should be in a few more hours. I think. It's really hard to keep track of time when you can't see the sun." As if that explained it all, he shrugged "Really, that's all we know. The pay was good, and the job seemed simple enough - you tend to ask fewer questions then. I just know the succubus was in charge of things, and seemed to have a very strict set of rules she was trying to follow. Even something about this temple to the old gods - HAD to be here."<br/><br/>As Hershel speaks, Kaitlyn busies herself with removing her spellpouch, a small, clinking pouch, and a thin-bladed dagger from beneath her robes. Placing both on the cool stone floor before her, she offers up a hopeful smile, hoping the little exchange of information would be more than enough to warrant giving them their freedom....<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Sunete wrote:</cite>  "If you both come over here and rub this gorgeous lizard tummy for a good minute, I'll honor what Brady here said, consider the debt settled and allow you both to go free...." </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Much to Kaitlyn's dismay, that was not the case. Exchanging a rather nervous glance with Hershel, who simply shrugged back in response....she takes a deep breath to once again still her fraying nerves. She knew how good a nice belly-rub felt after a meal, especially one that was still squirming. She'd enjoyed more than a few herself - her incredibly ample bosom was certainly not a natural occurance, as her prey tended to settle there after an extended stay in her belly. Well, after they settled in the lavatory, anyway. Still, she wanted to be about as far from the two large, ravenous girls as possible, not stuck right beside them offering up belly rubs. The sorceress seems a little iffy, until Hershel simply begins to walk forwards. Giving the much more bold fox a nervous look that was not returned, Kaitlyn takes another deep breath, and slowly walks forwards to make good on the last little end of their bid for freedom.<br/><br/>Hershel is the first to arrive at Brady's side, though with Sunete's hands already roaming across that expanse of lizardess flesh, he dares not interrupt. Instead, he stands by silently until Sunete's hands roam from the front of that scaley body, to her rear....and the moment those hands leave, his own hands take their place. Seemingly not even the slightest bit concerned for the feline squirming within, making that belly shift and bulge oddly as he fought against the occasional muscular contraction, and the constant deluge of digestive acids, Hershel begins to work his fingertips down into that squirming, gurgling belly. Tracing his fingers around the little outlines he could make of the squirming feline within, Hershel begins to stroke and rub that belly in slow, soft motions, even reaching up a single time to lightly grope one of Brady's breasts. At that, he grins the slightest bit, then settles right back into the task of stroking that churning bulge as it - bit by bit- broke down the delicious feline contained inside.<br/><br/>Kaitlyn is a little more apprehensive in her approach, though after a little fidgeting around, finds herself standing pretty much right in front of the lizardess. Gazing at the shifting bulge in her belly, Kaitlyn swallows a single time, gives another nervous look to Hershel, who fully seemed to be enjoying himself, and then cautiously placed her hands upon that shifting, gurgling bulge.  Poor Holka. Then again, better him than her. Seemingly rather picked up that it was him gurgling in that belly rather than her, the incredibly busty sorceress begins to squeeze her hands deeply into Brady's bellyflesh. This, in turn, presses inwards further on Holka, who expells a muffled "Mmmphhhh!" At the added pressure, but that is hardly audible over the gurgling, groaning sounds of a very pleased Lizardess belly setting to work in it's newest meal. Indeed, Holka was providing as good of an internal massage as Hershel and Kaitlyn were providing outside, leading to what could have been about as close to heaven as possible - well, as close as possible in the bowels of an ancient temple where some insidious ritual was taking place, anyway.<br/><br/>All the while, amidst the various gropes and teases, Brady is subject to something that was just icing on top of the cake - the feeling of nutrion. As her belly set about the taste of turning the feline to mush, ever so slowly...she could *FEEL* that little, pleasurable tingle beginning to spread throughout her body. It started with a little warmth in her belly, that quickly spread to every corner of her body, bringing with it that pleasurable, tingling sensation that was like a 'bodygasm'. Whilst it would take a few hours to fully absorb that nutrion, the process would be an enjoyable one - and greatly sped up, once her stubborn meal finally decided to stop fighting and accept his fate as lizard-food.<br/><br/>Sunete is subject to much the same, but all the more powerful - the tingling, pleasure-filled sensation of nutrion from not only one source...but two. Despite her belly's continued efforts to quell Ventressa's squirms, the firey girl was still going strong. Of course, by this point ,that might not be a good thing. Brady - and soon, Laebras - could easily feel those shifts and contorts against her back, every movement, every frantic shift of Ventressa's body making a little bulge appear, then dissappear, only to reappear a moment later in the tightly stretched fleshed of the giantess' stomach. Every little squeeze of those power stomach acids only further smeared potent digestive acids against her bright red flesh, and to make matters worse...she could FEEL Gallen's comatose body pressing against her. He felt...soft. Very soft. With growing horror, she realised even she was slowly softening up, the firey digestive bath she was pretty well submerged in constantly stripping more and more flesh from her soft, vulnerable body. Ever so slowly, her fingers and toes began to go numb - and she knew exactly why. Trying not to think about it, the frantic girl screamed in pain, throwing her body weight against the interior of Sunete's belly. For all her efforts, it did little more than create another bulge in Sunete's belly, followed by a loud, gurgly *Slosh* as the liquified, mostly-human contents of her belly splashed noisily "Mmmm! MMPHHH!!! MMMMMPPPHHHHH!!!!" For all her screams, her voice was growing weaker, hardly even audible over the deep, gurgling churns of a contented belly.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> *SnrrrCRACK!* </span><br/><br/>Laebras can FEEL a sudden jostle from that thick, gurgling belly on her back, and suddenly - it seems to shrink a few inches, no doubt compressing the poor girl within into a much more tight little ball, all the easier to digest. A pained cry of 'Mmmmmmmphhhhhhhhh!!!' comes from within, followed by a few frantic squirms, and then suddenly....complete stillness, leaving sunete's rounded belly gurgling and churning undisturbed by the struggles of prey still inside. Every few moments, the giantess can feel the human girl weakly squirm or wiggle against the slick, slimy walls of the interior of her belly, but her fate was sealed - the only way she'd be seeing daylight again was in an entirely new form, and likely heavily mixed with the undigested remains of catboy. With only a few weak whimpers and squirms occassionally coming from within Sunete's happily churning belly, her meals were nothing but that - just peices of meat for her hungry belly to gurgle away into nothingness. Ever so slowly, that pleasureable feel of nutrions permeat her body, making every nerve tingle pleasantly...<br/><br/>At the sound of bone breaking, Kaitlyn gasps softly and looks up, her gaze focused on the giantess' stomach for a few brief seconds before she looks away. Gods....she did not want to end up like that....seemingly spurned on by the squirms of Sunete's food, the busty sorceress begins to grope and pat Brady's stomach vigorously, entirely ignoring the squirms and fidgets of the feline dutifully digesting within.<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;">Poor, Poor Dalin....and yeah, a natural 20...Yunni is snagged! Here I thought she'd squeak away. &gt;:3  As combat is pretty well over, I'll not be rolling additional grapple checks for escape.</div></div></div><br/><br/>Whilst much slower-going, Teran's stomach was steadily doing it's job. The canine contained within, though, had no intention of going quietly. Not that it seemed to matter *HOW* he went...just as long as he went. The rapid flexing of Teran's coils put an unbelievable pressure on Dalin, but that was hardly the most discomforting part. No...it was that deep, burning sting that had developed all over his body, making every movement, every flex and squirm feel like he was rubbing a raw sunburn. He knew exactly what it was - and it seems like what he'd heard was true. Snakes had a slow digestive process....which meant he was going to get to feel every little burn, every little sting, until finally his body could take no more.<br/><br/>Despite the squirms in Teran's coils, he could tell that his food was slowly starting to weaken, and with each passing second, his stomach flexed and squeezed, pushing the squirming, writhing bulge further and further down his long, snake-like body. Again, he felt a little 'pinch' of a blade briefly sticking him somewhere deep in his stomach, but it was not uncomfortable in the slightest - the weakening canine hardly had the strength left to fight against the powerful muscular contractions working him steadily deeper to his fate, much less actually cut his way free.<br/><br/><br/>Yunni throws open the door and takes a single step into the hallway - before she is roughly yanked right back into the room. Even her yelp of surprise and panic is abruptly cut off as the first coil squeezes around her shoulders and chest, briefly driving the air from her lungs. She might have been a smug little thing before, but as she felt those coils starting to loop around her body, her eyes widen in complete panic - no!! She was so close to escape! Nonononono!!! Immediently, the young half-elvish girl begins to squirm violently in Teran's coils, throwing herself bodily back and forth, her legs kicking frantically until they, too, were caught rather firmly in the slick-scaled grip of Teran's snake-like lower body. The wood of the bow looped around her shoulders dug painfully into her chest, and to make matters worse....oh gods, to make matters worse....<br/><br/>She felt something...moving....<br/><br/>Moving right in the small of her back, deep in one of Teran's coils. Dalin....still squirming as he was slowly digested alive. Just that feeling made her eyes widen and her knees buckle - not that it really mattered, as before long, she found herself fully wrapped in Teran's coils. Suddenly, she felt very much like a mouse....and it was not the most comfortable feeling she'd ever had "AH!!!" She gasps, trying to get a breath of air, still rolling back and forth in the vice-like grip of Teran's body. However, holding her was like holding a child - she could not have weighed any more than a hundred pounds soaking wet, and she certainly did not have any great amount of muscle "L...let me go!! Grrrrrr LET ME GOOOO!!!"<br/><br/>Despite being firmly entrapped in Teran's coils, her wide-eyed, panic look shifts from him...to Asulf. If the wolf got a hold of her, she knew EXACTLY where she was going. At least, with this snake...maybe she could talk her way out of it? "L-let me go. I'll give you all my coin! It'll make you rich! Look...I-i know things, alright? I know...um...they summoned something! I think. Or...brought it. I saw it, cause I snuck down to see....some big...thing. They've got it locked up in the first cell! I didn't get a good look, but....it was not happy. I-i know alot more!!! I'll tell you, just...let me go! We can talk this over! Money, information, anything you want!!"<br/><br/>Her once-smug expression seems to have vanished entirely, and - when Teran flicks his tongue out over her ear, making her shiver slightly (and in the process, giving him a rather teasing taste of her body. The faint saltyness of her sweat mixed with a almost 'foresty' flavor) she cries out softly in fear "No! Don't eat me. Look, I'm useful! K-keep me safe and I'll tell you everything! They....have imps? Yeah! The succubus summoned some imps! And...and...look, I know alot more!!"