<span style="font-style: italic">So - in recognition of the fact that waiting for each person in the initiative order to find the perfect window of time to post will slow down combat too much, for the moment I am going to do a "first-posted, first resolved" system of resolution. If anything it will probably be easier to give everyone a chance to post each combat round, this way.<br/><br/>Marten against Sev's intimidate: <a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/358876">intimidate resist</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">4</span>. I also will rule, since Ludwig's action is being used, that Sevana would get another +2... but still not quite a raise.<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/358878">vore hold on Yasha</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d8-2</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">4</span> for holding Yasha... and I decide to just use all the bennies I have left (the ones Maribel used don't count!) on making sure she gets a tasty meal of squirrel stew.<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/358880">vore hold on Yasha (gmb)</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d8-2</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">6</span><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/358881">vore hold on Yasha (ace)</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d8</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">1</span><br/></span><br/><br/>The small rodentine girl looks up at Sevana with an expression not unlike a guilty child caught with a cookie, having not realized that the bat had evaded the exploding shell without a scratch! "Bmmmph mphmm..." she tries to say something and holds up her hands. Sevana thinks she might genuinely be intimidated and near ready to give Redtail (whose actual tail was the main part of her showing at this point) up. But the rugged little bandit girl's first instinct was to gulp - and Yasha, slight of build though she was, with only a little rump, athletic thighs, and a tail that was more fluff and air than substance - slipped right down her throat so quickly that it surprised even the Marten. It looked like Yasha had made an excellent effort to struggle her way free, but just bucked at the wrong time when she should have remained still. The little brown-furred predator who'd gulped her down had a long, narrow body with a stomach that was built to expand, leaving her almost too bloated to get up, as she was a little smaller than even Yasha. Blinking, she shrugged and with an opportunistic glance downward, pulled the big wriggling bulge of furry skin hanging down to her hips up in front of her, leaning back to use Yasha like a shield. "Um, let me think..." was her only verbal reply, her mind already starting to haze over from a predator's pleasure.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Since I have no bennies left, the gator gets hit and is shaken. And though Celrie might not be personally familiar with such creatures, "psi-beasts" are not uncommon in this world. Unlike sentient psionics they only have a single power, but since such powers are universal among their kind rather than a learned talent, they are valued as pets and guard animals.</span><br/><br/>The chubby female still sprinting forward from the backfield (the bandit who had unleashed those chomp-happy telegators in the first place) laughs raucously when Celrie squeals girlishly and skips to avoid its hungry maw. "Hyeh hyeh heyh!" she laughs loudly and discordantly. "Well, wouldncha know it, 'No Biting' is the first command I tried to teach 'em. Never did learn it neither!" But her expression suddenly becomes sour when, in a feat of coordinated athleticism and psionic power, both of the hungry psionic reptiles and struck aside. The one caught by the colorful blast of energy in mid-lunge courtesy of Celrie was flipped over on its back, its mind left senseless. It was still twitching its tail and slowly chewing the air, indicating it wasn't quite dead yet.