There's a<span style="font-style: italic">think</span>, and a cry from the bushes as the last lizardfolk is hit {Good shot Alizome! Nice assist, Xarces! 8 damage.} But it isn't enough. The reed-wailing continues, detailing the beginnings of a message – but the prescence of Linda and her guards forces the lizardfolk to cut it short, retreating – moving surprisingly fast, or so it seems to you – yet further into the bush, though you can still trace him by the dying sound of his reed whistle. {This is all the actions available to the lizardfolk this round – he has fallen back 40ft, so it would take a double-move for Linda and her guards to reach him (you can't charge through this terrain, so you could not attack in the same round, and double-move would consume your actions) No-one else can reach him at all, though any of you can move and shoot or just shoot (his AC will be +2 if you move closer, +4 if you stay where you are due to the cover)}.<br/><br/>The lizardgirl<span style="font-style: italic">squirms</span>in Aethon's grip. “I<span style="font-style: italic">don't</span>want to be eaten,” she moans quietly. “But the Blackscales are the chosen of Rhashaak, whom we revere. Whose<span style="font-style: italic">Children</span>we serve, I can't just-”<br/><br/>“Oh,” she whispers, as you [Xarces] spread your wings. “Oh, my Lord, forgive me, I did not know. You're...” she sighs, “an<span style="font-style: italic">abomination</span>,” she moans, as your hand wafts your scent before her face. “So<span style="font-style: italic">warm</span>, so...<span style="font-style: italic">delicious</span>,” she moans. “It's so<span style="font-style: italic">wrong</span>, but I...” her tail curls around her leg, back around between her thighs, and scrapes her. “Please,” she moans, as she grinds herself against it. “I've no right to ask for more, but...<span style="font-style: italic">please,” she cries, as her longcloth tangles. Wet shine smears her tail, trickles down her thighs. You can [i]smell</span>her. Smell her need. “<span style="font-style: italic">Please</span>,” she cries, “I'll do it. I'll do<span style="font-style: italic">anything</span>.”<br/><br/>{Note that although we are still 'in combat', you can outline your actions for a few rounds... i.e. we spend two rounds searching for the last lizardman, then give up (this should be supported by, say, perception checks), and attempt to hide whilst Xarces's pet lizardgal carries out his plan (this should be supported by hide checks.}