Solistrae squirms and cries as they fill her, she feels them do so, unable to resist, the push much into her, her belly bloating with their breading.  She trembles and shivers as they squeeze their juices into her.  A part of her wanted that servant girl to suffer for assisting in her downfall, but it was a vain hope as Solistrae too was going to share the same fate.  Roasted.  Her eyes find the cooking pits and she despairs.  Food for these beings, disgraced, her place in the afterlife to be sent to demons instead of the glory halls.  She curses her fate, cries softly, and lays there, there was nothing she could do.  She was just meat after all.<br/><br/>She says nothing, but she does stare, tears in her eyes unforgiving upon those that will eat her.  They won't feel remorse, she was just meat to them after all, she never felt remorse for the meat that she used to eat after all.  Then she was lifted up and she knew what would come next.  She tried upset their efforts, but they are skilled apparently.  She dreads the fires, she dreads dying to be food.  It was so unfair.  She cries out more, but she still doesn't plead.  She curses, had she been a Priestess her curses might have meant something but she never did take to that aspect of her culture's life.  Still her venomous words leave her lips, though they have no meaning and her eyes watch her nearing the fires with anger and dread.<br/><br/>(No worries, things have gotten busy here too.  And I think the pacing is fine.  I can understand the trouble with having multiple NPCs though nod nod, but you are doing great. ^^)