With the final few villagers packed away and squirming inside of her, Rissle motions for a few of the kobolds in the church doorway to come over. She needed help bandaging the still bleeding gash on her back she had ignored until now to get her share of the feast, and maybe a bit of help getting out as well, her tummy was several times the weight of herself by now, after all.<br/><br/>With a few kobolds beneath her gargantuan, now sloshy and wobbly stomach pushing up at it and helpign her carrying it along, the ranger was able to keep herself from falling too far behind from her stronger teammates. Of course, after walking a few hours like this, Rissle promptly flopped down onto the ground the moment they reached their new campsite. She had been sure that they would have just rested and digested inside the church before heading out, so by now Rissle was really pining for some long awaited rest! Of course, as the pair of cultists announced their desire, the stuffed ranger was quick to perk up, roll upright and exclaim, "Just jump on in! I can hardly deny such a noble request!"~, before gaping up wide in their direction.