[OOC - the shawled mermaid is still grappled by dusk and somewhat restricted in her actions. That was a spell-like ability without somatic components].<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Shawled Mermaid</span><br/><br/>A ray of dark, writhing energy shoots from Linda’s fingertips, licking out to touch the water encompassing the shawled mermaid… some of which begins to slough away, returning to its natural state. Within its embrace, she seems to sag, seeming somehow reduced…<br/><br/>Almost at the same instant, from the deck of the Swiftwind, lightning bolts leap from Adrastia’s hands, lashing around the shawled mermaid… but, somehow, she manages to slip between the bolts - though at least Captain Toren seems suitably intimidated by the display…<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Alizome’s Mermaid</span><br/><br/>“Oh!” The mermaid gasps, as Alizome turns within her, pressing her belly out, stroking her sensitive stomach linings. “Ohhhhh,” she squirms, as waves of pleasure dance along her spine. “Oooooh…”<br/><br/>“Oh,” she says, eyes widening in surprise, as Xarces casts his spell. “You can speak!” She exclaims. “Well, yes,” she continues, as he compliments her. “I am rather wonderful.” She preens.<br/><br/>“Let’s enjoy one another,” Xarces offers, and leans forward to press his lips against hers.<br/><br/>After just a brush of lips, she pulls out of the kiss. “I wouldn’t normally do this with a drylander,” she murmurs, arms draped around his shoulders, his mass resting on her bouyant belly as her fluke washes idly back and forth, maintaining their depth. “But it feels so right, it can’t be wrong,” she smiles, and allows him to kiss her once again. “Such big fins,” she giggles, as his wings wrap slowly around them, pressing his body tightly against her distended, occupied tum. His hands massage it, busy themselves with it, lathering and coating the pretty elf within in the juices that’ll start to break her down into nutritious mush…<br/><br/>[Acid vs. Alizome, 1d6 = 2 acid damage]<br/><br/>“Ohhh,” the mermaid moans, as Xarces’s massage of her tum presses on Alizome’s intimate places, making the elf-girl squirm, “she likes that.” Xarces’s fingertips slide lower, beneath the drifting, bulging tum, and onto the shiny-smooth scales below, finding one loose, and peeling it back to reveal the slick dampness within. “I like that too,” the mermaid whispers, as she grinds herself against his fingertips, “go deeper.”<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Status</span><br/>Acted current round: Xarces, Alizome, Alizome’s Mermaid, Shawled Mermaid<br/>Still to act current round: Jules, Synys, Aethon<br/>One round ahead: Alizome, Xarces, Alizome’s Mermaid<br/>Shawled Mermaid 65 HP lost, 1-level drained, grappled by Dusk<br/>Alizome’s Mermaid: Fascinated, sexually overwhelmed (nausated)