[OOC]I think it was just me than you emphasised your sensitivity to Sylvira. I understand your feelings though - you have some strong emotional connection to the diverse characters, and you’re upset that something happened to Alizome, especially since it involves some betrayal… I recently read (m<a class="postlink" href="http://angrydm.com/2014/01/gaming-for-fun-part-1-eight-kinds-of-fun/">http://angrydm.com/2014/01/gaming-for-f ... ds-of-fun/</a>m) about different types of enjoyment people get from RPGs, I guess ‘fellowship’ is important to you. At the same time Sansuki is a little upset because the would-quite-like-to-be-eaten-and-digested vs don’t-actually-want-to-die thing that Sylvira finds a bit odd in Alizome comes quite genuinely from Sansuki’s personality (also, from my own… maybe it is quite common amongst those with preyish tendencies? Please feel free to eat lots of NPCs whom I’ll have to RP...) Or maybe that’s all wrong and I don’t understand! That also happens quite a lot...<br/><br/>For my own part I wish I could’ve handled this so that there were no hurt feelings on anyone’s part. Sorry I didn’t do better.<br/><br/>That said, I think we should just move on from here. Sansuki’s new character will be introduced with CassyInko’s when Swiftwind reaches Port Verge, and I’ll take over the digested Alizome as an NPC. I’d of course like it if you stick around Sylvira, but, if that’s going to hurt you then that’s not something I want either.[/OOC]<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Xarces/Alizome</span><br/><br/>As Alizome gurgles away within his stomach, Xarces feels the hot, tight knot of a nutrition-item being absorbed into his body… and soon, he hears the honey-rich laughter of Zorakatra in his head. “So, you digested my wingmaiden,” the harpy songmage drawls. “I thought that might happen. She was too delicious to be such an eager meal, and what a squirmer, mmm…” for a moment, the harpy seems lost in pleasurable memory. “I didn’t expect it would be you though,” Zorakatra teases, and feathers seem to brush against your body, phantom touches even as Adrastia fucks you. “I’ll be sending someone to keep my eye on you,” she continues. “See if you can avoid making a meal of this one - and I expect Alizome’s remains returned to me,” she pauses, and you feel the hot, wet touch of her lips,<span style="font-style: italic">hear</span>the gurgle of her ravenous tum, “and since you’ve denied me her stomach-rubs, you will take her place for a time,” Zorakatra pauses, “if you survive.”<br/>Knowledge (religion) DC 15<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;">It is, rarely, at great effort and expense, possible to resurrect creatures that have died violent deaths. The majority of their remains, in whatever condition, are required. Or maybe Zorakatra wants to fertilise a nice memorial garden.</div></div></div><br/><br/>[OOC]Sansuki - either your character can make a fast journey from Droaam (probably by teleportation to Regalport, then fast ship to Port Verge). Since the teleport is dangerous, Zorakatra doesn’t want to send anyone too valuable. Or maybe you’re a second-choice after someone more valuable didn’t survive the teleportation. Or you can be from a local harpy tribe Zorakatra contacts for assistance, who themselves offer up an outcast to this risky task.[/OOC]<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Everyone, a day or so later</span>(feel free to finish up digestion scenes etc in flashbacks)<br/><br/>"Port Verge,” Captain Toren says, nodding towards the harbor and scattered clusters of houses as he leans on the Swiftwind’s elemental wheel. At the railings, and aloft, the crew remains alert, both to the risk of pirates and other dangers, even this close to the port - the deep waters of the bay could hide many threats.<br/>By day, Port Verge buzzes with the usual shuffle of sailors, merchants, and vendors. All large ships are moored out in the harbor to avoid the port’s shallow waters and strong tides. Only dories and other shallow-bottomed boats are able to dock near shore. The locals make a decent living for themselves running small launch services, ferrying passengers, sailors, and equipment to and from ships out in the cove. Gulls on the wharf swoop in and around skiffs bringing in their loads of freshly caught fish, eels, and reef clams.<br/><br/>Farther inland, timber-frame and shingled seaside homes lie in scattered clusters, their whitewash peeling from the harsh sea winds. Cobbled streets weave between them, their crooked signposts directing a steady flow of ocean-borne transients seeking warm meals and hot baths after months at sea.<br/><br/>A dory draws up alongside, and the pretty half-elf Aanna scurries over to shoo it away - in the distance, you can just make out a longboat making for the Swiftwind, burly men at its oars, the flag of House d’Lyrandar fluttering from its bows. “If you want to sneak ashore, best slip away now,” Toren whispers to you, his eyes sliding to the dory. “Otherwise the hospitality of House d’Lyrandar awaits,” he continues, in a booming tone.