[[In that case, since I have two, I'm gonna save both of them so that I can Cheat Death if this goes badly; if I only had one, I'd have used it to juice up an escape artist check with a +8 bonus!]]<br/><br/>As the captain orders some of the less experienced crew down, Alizome can't help but feel a bit of irritation- oh sure, the sailors could hide, but if she had hid despite not being at all equipped to fight a monster on the high seas she'd have sure enough been teased at the least. Well, you made your luck where you could; and pinned inside the sea monster's mouth, Ali knew she needed a lot of it. For a fleeting second, she debated giving up- despite the pain, something about a mouth around her woke up the little devil's voice in her head that asked how bad it could really be. She's not that far gone, though- she has an idea, and knows that with this creature's strength she'd be pulverised into a boneless sack of dead meat before the acids could even begin melting her. That wasn't her idea of fun. But as restrained as she was, even the elf's copious talents at getting out of tight places was having a hard time finding handholds.<br/><br/>[[Escape artist check, trying to get out- come on 20, come on 20-<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/117628">Escape Artist Check</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+12</span><span style="font-weight: bold">25</span>]]<br/><br/>Squirm as she might- and she was pretty adept at it, giving Linda and everyone else on the deck a show as her apparently highly appetizing rear swayed and danced- she couldn't get out of the monster's jaws, slick as she already was with blood and drool. The teeth anchored her into her devourer's mouth too much- she couldn't get herself free, even though she felt the tearing as she tried to drag herself off its fangs. All she was accomplishing was- at best- distracting the beast. Maybe that would be enough- but the stomach rumbles echoing up its throat told her it may well not be. Even now, she didn't scream for help. After all, in her harsh training, if you got yourself swallowed you never expected help- you didn't refuse it, but you never asked anyone else to risk their lives to help you. The food chain could take care of itself.