Asulf grins broadly as his taunt seems to have the desired effect of drawing the fox's attention - but fades as the fox fails to follow through and instead wisely falls back to protect the succubus. It was, perhaps, a bit too much to hope for that someone chosen for this would be of the big-but-dull variety and willingly be led off to leave his employer vulnerable. He growls softly to himself, thinking, wondering if maybe he could drop the succubus quickly enough that the fox being there wouldn't matter, if he could just get close she<span style="font-style: italic">should</span>fold, she wasn't wearing much in the way of armor. Or much of anything for that matter. Asulf finds himself staring a bit, eyes roaming over her mostly bare, enticing form, his mind starting to wander..<br/><br/>And then he locks eyes with her.<br/><br/>Asulf's eyes go unfocused for a few moments, though it feels like so much longer to the canine as a soft voice whispers to him, offering him a rest from his journeys, a nice, tight, warm place to curl up. He could already see it in his mind's eye, writhing around in the succubus' gut for hours, a lupine-shaped bulge in her tummy, growing smaller and stiller over time, until he was gone, nothing more than a bit more padding on her already lovely assets and due for a trip out that tight rump. It was so very temping to go along with it,to drop his mace and offer himself to her, to feel that pretty little mouth slide over his muzzle..<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;">Will Save (1d20 + 7): 6 + 7 = 13<br/><br/>Oh dear. Asulf's lucky that he's got the effects of that spell that'll cease to be a thing after this combat.</div></div></div><br/><br/>So<span style="font-weight: bold">very</span>, very tempting. But the moment his resolve starts to slip the spell protecting his mind from such supernatural temptation kicks in, flaring brightly in his mind, washing away the mental images of offering himself to her like a<span style="font-style: italic">good boy</span>in an instant, allowing him to think with clarity once more.<br/><br/>Asulf shakes himself out of it, tightening the grip on his mace. Not yet, he had to stop her. Whatever this ritual was, he couldn't let it be completed, and he couldn't let his comrades down. He gives a sharp cry, charging forward, his ill-fitting armor clattering and jingling as he rushes towards the raised platform the succubus and fox occupy, moving as far as his legs can carry him without fully devoting his attention to movement, instead chanting as he readies and casts another spell, finishing it with a fierce cry and rapping the head of his mace against his shield.. leaving it a bit dented in his adrenaline-filled rush, both it and raw magic lending him additional strength. He could feel it running through him, leaving him feeling strong enough to bend metal with his bare hands. He probably couldn't, he realized, but it lent him confidence that he might actually have something resembling a chance in close quarters.<br/><br/>His thoughts drift back to the voice in his head for a moment and he wonders if all the strength in the world would be of any use to him. It'd let him fend off the fox, but<span style="font-style: italic">her</span>he wasn't so sure about, she didn't need strength...<br/><br/>Asulf growls softly his head, trying to focus.<span style="font-style: italic">Don't get distracted. Get close. Laebras will back you up, the numbers are even..</span>he reminds himself. He just had to nullify the fox or separate the succubus. Easy, right?<br/><br/>Even through his focus though, he could feel the temptation to give in, lapping against his mental defenses like the tide against the shore, intent on wearing him down. And he wasn't sure if he could hold without them.<br/><br/>He needed to make this<span style="font-style: italic">fast</span>.<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;">Asulf moves 30 feet closer to Tillisan/Klein and casts Bull's Strength</div></div></div><br/><br/>HP : 36/36<br/>AC:  20, flat-footed 19, touch 14