<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;">Back from my unannounced absence x3 with an over-due update.</div></div></div><br/><br/><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;">Kahmori's player, I've been informed, has a broken computer and cannot access the internet. Let's wish him luck with his repairs.</div></div></div><br/><br/><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;"><div class="inline-attachment">
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</div></div></div></div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Rihyan wrote:</cite>Rihyan blinked a little at Jess's eager, and rather rapid devouring of the two remaining hobgoblins, trying not to react to the fact there was now another female in the room with a rather ample belly, pretty sure the way he's been conditioned to respond to that wouldn't win him favours with either of the females.</div></blockquote><br/>Oblivious to Rihyan's attention, Jess sighs happily and basks in the warm afterglow of her meal.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Geno wrote:</cite>Geno knows the right thing to do is side with Chrrou and be cautious, however he doesn't want to seem weak to Jess. He's formed a friendly pred rivalry with her, if only in his mind. He'd hate to back down now. "Erm... yes! Of course I am! That run-in with the foxtaur has me more pumped than ever."</div></blockquote><br/>">:D Hell<span style="font-style: italic">yeah</span>!" says Jess. "Those nagas will go down like big noodles!"<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: underline"><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;bathroom&gt;</span></span><br/>The filthy dragonkin traverses the hallway and enters the bathroom.<br/>Set into the center of the floor is a large mosaic-tiled pool filled with scaldingly-hot frothy water. To the side of the door is a rack for towels and clothing.<br/><span style="font-size: 80%; line-height: 116%;">[contact deals 1d4 heat damage each round, no save]</span><br/>As Jess said, the water smells rather like a breeze rolling off of a meadow at springtime.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">&lt;central room&gt;</span></span><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Alyssa wrote:</cite>"I agree with Miss Soma wholeheartedly," she declares. "I have seen firsthand how the so-called 'free kingdom' treats its people, and how its soldiers and devour the citizens of Orev. No one, not even the worst Pact-breaker, should be forced to endure such hardship. You have my support, no matter the consequences."</div></blockquote><br/>Soma nods. "Well met<span style="font-style: italic">Miss</span>Jaroneva. May you never again suffer bondage, silken or otherwise."<br/>Her eyes search the fellow tiefling, scrutinizing her attire and equipment, and her aura.<br/>"And gods willing the 'consequences' of our work here will be mild."<br/><br/><br/><br/>"Your suva, m'lady." says a phantom servant as it carries a steaming mug out of the kitchen and hands it to Soma.<br/>She takes it and immediately takes a deep plug of the near-boiling brew.<br/>"Ah." she gasps afterward.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Minndrillia wrote:</cite>“Obligations aside…” Mindy starts. “Let’s get back to the matter of tactics. A direct attack is too risky in my opinion. Even if we can outmatch them, they don’t have to outmatch us. If the fight get’s out of hand, it might attract the Nezibolg, the so-called law in this town. After that, a bribe from the Sogluyem will have them after us, leaving us outnumbered, and wanted.”</div></blockquote><br/>Jess groans. "Yeah, lets keep the 'law' out of this." she says. "Soggies can move enough gold to buy any verdict they want..."<br/><br/><br/>Soma dimly agrees. "If a Nezibolge judge got involved, the nagas would pin us with everything on the stele. We'd be looking at death sentences...'Orders of Execution by Consumption, effective immediately'..."<br/><br/><br/><br/>"Bleh." says Jess. She doesn't want to become a bulge in some cultist's tattooed middle.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>"So it's a matter of tactics..." says Soma distantly as she thinks to herself. "...how to deal a heavy blow without ending up dead..."<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>"How about..." begins Jess. She pauses to gather her thoughts.<br/><br/>"Like, there's non-stop bloodsport tournament going down, right? I've been in Armel a week now, and spent most of that time in and around the arena. I've seen a lot of fights, even won a few of my own."<br/><br/>"Maybe you guys could, you know, enter the tournament yourselves?" she blinks, then starts to have doubts about her plan. These guys didn't come here to play the Soggie's games.<br/>"...but, like, you wouldn't have to follow the rules. You could trespass, steal and cheat with magic. And when you face one of the black-collared slaves like Puime or Arel, you could rescue them instead of fighting."<br/><br/>"Dunno..." she adds sheepishly "It's just a thought. You'd be right under the Soggies' noses, could gather intel and nutrion at the same time..."<br/><br/><br/><br/>"Hmm." says Soma, acknowledging Jess's idea without either agreeing or disagreeing.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Rihyan wrote:</cite>He listens to Chrrou and Soma, frowning slightly at the thought of going after naga's, knowing they aren't normally the easiest of meals, before Geno and Alyssa add their comments. Just before Mindy takes him elsewhere he adds some comments of his own.<br/><br/>"Now I know I don't know much about all your backgrounds, but I think out of all of you I probably know how the Sogluyem are acting the most," he glances at Mindy, "and how Puime feels. The important thing though is people like that can be stopped, they do occasionally drop their guards."<br/><br/>He then looks to Mindy, "and much as you probably wouldn't want to hear this, Puime would probably prefer to be in someones stomach right now rather than what she might be going through, especially," his hand goes to rub absently at his neck, like he was adjusting something, something that was no longer there, "if it was anything like what I went through."</div></blockquote><br/>Jess flinches with sympathy. "You were a slave? Eek..."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Plus still, if we find Puime, we should free her if we can. I.. I was given training on how to keep people alive inside of me, so.." he tails off again wondering why on earth he had brought that up, before shaking himself a little.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Oh?" Soma drains the rest of her suva with a gulp, then sets aside the empty cup.<br/>"Your belly must be<span style="font-style: italic">quite</span>spacious..." she muses dreamily.<br/><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Minndrillia wrote:</cite>“She gives a quick. “Tenna' telwan *.” to Soma, returning her previous courtesy. And concentrates on the area near to where she prepared the shelter. Her glasses reflect a light coming fom her eyes, and with a quick flash, they’re gone.</div></blockquote><br/><br/><br/>Soma watches the centaur vanish in a flash, thoughts of his huge belly remaining on her mind.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Chrrou wrote:</cite>Wishing the departing party luck, he pauses near Lin's perch, gazing upward with a knowing look. "...Not trying to make you move if you're comfortable there," he offers, "but if it gets too ... noisy out in the open, you're always welcome to join me and Heshaar. She'll keep an eye on you..." Whether or not Chrrou trusts the other guests to behave, he doesn't imagine he'd be too comfortable in her position.</div></blockquote><br/>"..." Lin tenses when addressed, relaxing only when it is clear that he is extending an invitation.<br/>"Yes..."<br/>Slowly she moves off of the hearthstone to joins Chrrou and his animal friends. She hesitates and gives a nervous laugh at first (will she be chomped if she gets too close? what does one do to get on a lupine's good side? she doesn't know) but when Heshaar makes no sign of aggression Lin hazards to move a little closer, then a little closer, until she at last sits next to Chrrou and the wolf.<br/>"Thank you." she says gratefully.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">&lt;&lt;500 feet southwest&gt;&gt;</span></span><br/>The other end of the flash finds Mindy and passengers in a moonlit lot next to the the craggy rock wall. To the northeast, the Inn is mostly obscured by haze; only a dim hint of its roof can be seen.<br/><br/><br/>The largest pieces of wood have already been dragged off and burned. At this point it is more of a vacant lot than a lumberyard.<br/><br/><br/>Ten paces to the south lies the entrance to Minndrillia's pocket dimension, hidden out of sight behind a large boulder.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 80%; line-height: 116%;">[Listen (DC 18): hear the sound of small footsteps nearby]<br/>[Spot (DC 22): spot the two kobold scavenger moving along the dark cliff face 30 ft above]</span>