((Great! ^_^ Since we have everyone's sheets in, let's begin! I wish you all luck, and I hope you have fun!<img alt=":D" src="./images/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" title="Very Happy"/>This initial part moves forward a bit quickly just to get things moving and is not very descriptive at all, but from this point on, feel free to take all the time to need to interact with each other, or with the NPCs of your group. ^_^))<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> A month and a half ago...</span><br/><br/>Elle's heart felt like it was going to pound out of her chest any moment now, which might have honestly been a blessing. Truth be told, she'd felt on the verge of fainting away from the moment she'd been caught and brought before Rylee Diamond and his two subordinates, Tayna and Julora. The Iron Boars were not exactly the largest group, but they'd certainly gained a reputation when it came to their outright brutality, and...well, their<span style="font-style: italic">eating</span>habits. Something she did not want her, or her two companions, to experience.<br/><br/>"P-please...I swear, I told you everything I know. Movement, size, location...unless there was any last minute changes, I SWEAR I told you everything! L-let us go...please, I beg of you!" The big wolf and the hungry look in his eyes was intimidating enough, but the way Tayna and Julora kept licking their lips, looking at them like they were little more than meat...it was bone-chilling! Perhaps that was their intention, SCARING the information out of her. If so, it had worked, and in spades.<br/><br/><br/>"Julora? Your sister is our leader. Yo-you're not just going to...kill us, are you? We're a-almost like family, you and I." Unable to help herself, Elle felt her eyes sliding down the tigress' body to focus upon her bare stomach, a stomach she desperately hoped remained flat and slender, and not bulged out with a plump half-elven bulge.<br/><br/>The tigress simply frowned, crossing her hands over her chest "Family? Uh..no. If anything, working for that crazy bitch makes you even MORE edible." At that, Elle's heart dropped from her throat into her stomach, and she swallowed nervously, the sight enough to make Tayna laugh, a light-hearted lilting sound.<br/><br/>The fox-girl...well, Elle was certainly not quite sure of her. Unlike the tigress, who was dressed in battle-ready plate, even in the comfort of their home base, was dressed in a drake-skin outfit that looked specially modified to leave her throat and upper chest bare...and there was a rather noticable 'flap' in the front of the tight leather suit, one that would no doubt allow her stomach to expand however far it needed to "Haha! Okay, I like this girl. I call her as MY dinner!" Tayna said quite cheerily, already moving fowards to pick up the benuded girl and start her meal.<br/><br/>"Wait." Rylee said quite simply, the command drawing both Julora and Tayna's attention.<br/><br/>Rylee Diamond, leader of the Iron Boars, couldn't help but heave a little sigh of disapointment. Honestly, he wished she'd not spilled her guts so...well, readily. She looked pretty damn delicious, and just the THOUGHT of feeling so much of that beautiful, bare body sliding along his tongue, squeezing into his throat, made his mouth WATER with desire. Still, a deal was a deal. Oh, it would have been all too easy to just go back on it now that he had what he wanted, but...well, that wasn't a good way to do business, now was it? Even for a mercenary.<br/><br/>"Fine." He replied casually, casting the half-elven girl another look that practically<span style="font-style: italic">screamed</span>'you look delicious' "You'll be going in a cell till we can verify the information, then you'll be released. Your equipment will be returned to you, and we'll give you the coinage for one night in a local inn, and one day of trail rations. Everything beyond that is up to you."<br/><br/>Elle gasped sofly, a newfound glimmer of hope springing into her eyes "Y-you...are going to keep your word?" She'd thought that, even after revealing the five new wells, he'd have went back on his word and eaten her anyway, or given her to one of his subordinates. Even now, she was not entirely sure, but there was no reason to fill her with so much hope, only to dash it, right?<br/><br/>"Tch. Reaaaaaally, Rylee?" Tayna said, clearly quite disappointed.<br/><br/>"...Yes. I intend to keep my word. Lock her up somewhere until after we verify this information. If its true, release her. If it's not, you have my permission to eat her. Assuming, of course, I get to watch." The foxgirl offered up a bright, beaming smile, tail flicking happily at the news "DEAL!" Came the only response, enthusiastic enough to sound like she very much wanted the information to be wrong.<br/><br/>"Take her. Now, her two companions...well, I didn't say I'd spare them." Rylee continued, casting a glance towards the two tied up individuals in the corner - a lovely human girl that could have only barely been out of her teenage years, and an equally as young anthro-mouse that seemed to have a chip on his shoulder...UNTIL he'd been caught.<br/><br/>"...Oh, yum. Dibs!" Tayna called out happily, darting to the mouseboy, her mouth opening wide...<br/><br/><br/>*********<br/><br/>"Alright. " Dragging his finger along the map where Elle had drawn out the wells in great detail, Rylee tapped each in turn "Group one, here. That's Randall and his team. Two, we've got Yina and her crew...three, we have Myles...four, we have Giella...eeech, I hope that girl keeps herself in check. Right, so, for the fifth team, we've got...mmm..." Tapping a finger against the little mark by the coast, Rylee  cast a sidelong glance at Tayna and Julora, their stomachs rather swollen with their most recent meals. Clearly, they were both rather distracted and only JUST listening, seemingly far more content with stroking their stomachs and enjoying the pleasant-but-fading stuggles emanating from within...not to mention, the soft, pleading cries for mercy. Mercy that likely wouldn't come until they were 'mercifully' released into the lavatory, whenever that ended up happening.<br/><br/>Admittedly, he was a little jealous. He was the leader, he COULD have taken a meal if he'd wanted...but he needed to keep focused, at least for the moment "...Ahem. Right, coast...put Johan in charge of this one here, he's got a bit of experience, and he needs a chance to prove himself. Naji, too. Basic repairs and keeping track of funds. We're on a budget for this till we find out if it's true. Let's see, put....Cyria with him. Spider. Or Drider, whatever they like to be called. Let her take along Anya as well. They seem to mesh well, and they'll need a camp cook." Rubbing the side of his muzzle thoughtfully, Rylee leaned a little further over the map. Let's see, who else, who else...<br/><br/>"I'm going to assign Alura and Anastasia to the group as well. Anastasia will be priceless in the more wild areas, and Alura has a natural sensitivity to magic. I think her and Cyria will be able to pin down the objective nicely. Stick that big fella, um...Thgor with them. He's a front-line fighter, oughta be able to keep them decently safe. Express that to him, SAFE. He can take his little pet along as well, if it makes him happy, Alyx or whatever her name is. Lastly..."<br/><br/>'Mmmrrrph!' came a decidedly human-like cry from inside Julora's stomach, earning it a soft pat "Shhhhh. Digest quietly in there. The boss is talking." Grinning coyly, the tigress casually motioned back to the map "Please, continue. My food was just settling in. Weren't you?"<br/><br/>'Mmmmm-haaaaa!!!'<br/><br/>"That's what I thought." She continued, the smugness in her voice drawing a little giggle out of Tayna.<br/><br/>Distracting. Soooo damn distracting. Growling under his breath and refocusing on the map, Rylee continued "Let's give our allies a little go. Ruaidhri's reapers have always wanted to get in on the action, let's send a couple of theirs in, see what happens. You can set up the split of pay. Let's go with..Asara and Chrysanthemum. Saw them hanging out together, and they're both supportive....right. Send them on their way." Almost as an afterthough, he added - with a sigh as another muffled cry filled the room, this time from Tayna's stomach - 'After dinner'.<br/><br/><br/>*******<br/>The job seemed simple enough. Travel a bit to the southwest of Port Tyval, investigate the rumors of 'magical influence' in the area, and if it was indeed a 'Magic well', claim it for Leon Duscal, mayer of Port Tyval.  At best, it would be a MINOR well, as if it were anything major, the little portside town would have been absolutely OVERRUN with mercenary companies competeing to get a little piece of the action, or claim it for a far-better-paying individual or group.  The brief stay in Tyval had been rather pleasant, though, and though the group had only stayed there a single night in the local Inn, the 'Gilded Goose', there was no talk of other merc group passing through the area. It meant an easy payday, and a decently short trip - at 20 gold each for simply investigating the area, and 50 gold each if it actually ended up being a magic well, it was a steal for a single day's work.<br/><br/>Leaving just after sunrise, the group is unmolested as they leave town, and soon enough, the wide open countryside spreads out before them, gentle shafts of pinkish-gold early-morning sunlight throwing beautiful shadows across the lush, green grass. Early spring along the eastern coast was always beautful, and those Port Tyval certainly left something to be desired, the landscape that surrounded the town was absolutely beautiful. Cool green grass crunches underfoot (or undercoil), the soft twitter of birds fills the air, and more than a few squirrels or fieldmice can be seen scurrying about in the underbrush, though of course none of them get particularly close to the party of assorted monsters with just a handful of more humanoid-looking individuals mixed in.<br/><br/>The odd farmhouse or shack is the only evidence of actual civilization the group comes across, even the southern road mostly overgrown with various types of plant life, growing strong despite the harsh bite of the salty sea air that blankets the area. At one point, a group of humans - clearly lying in wait - steps out of the tall trees along the side of the piteous path southwards, but upon seeing the size and makeup of the group, quickly give a mumbled greeting and hurry on their way. Clearly, the area was rather lawless, but even the brigands knew better than to pick on a group as large and feisty-looking as this. Given there was likely no bounty (At least, nothing even comparable to the pay they'd be given for claiming a well), the group continues on rather than chasing down the thugs.<br/><br/>Unsurprisingly, the trip is incredibly uneventful, and in just under seven hours, they arrive at their destination - a large but clearly very old farmhouse positioned at the edge of a rather sizable forest, the immense trees quite out of place so very close to the coastline. The land for nearly five hundred yards in all directions has been cleared for cultivation, and it looks as though alot of it has been somewhat recently worked - there's weeds all over the place, but the grass has yet to reclaim much of the tilled land, and there's still a handful of plants scattered around amongst the furrowed fields that wild animals have not had the time or opportunity to claim as their own just yet. Of course, it's not until their arrival that the problems began to crop up....<br/><br/>********<br/><br/>"Right. Well..." Naji began, chewing thoughtfully on a strawberry (of which had been discovered by Anastasia, actually earning the fairy a slight, VERY slight, amount of praise for the normally terse drow). Peering over the distant farmhouse through her spyglass, she relayed what little she saw "Looks like...eeeh...three or four people sitting around the outside. Don't really see anyone else. Course, it's a big farmhouse. Could be more inside. Tall grass, too. Could have anything hiding in it. Doubt it, though." Tossing the leafy tip of a strawberry to the side, she popped another into her mouth, chewing on it daintily "Mmch..tasty. Well, that's all I see,  Johan. So, yeah. Have fun."<br/><br/>Anya, nestled up against Cyria's side in between her first and second leg, frowned at the revelation "Doesn't sound right. We were given bigger numbers, right? Something like...seven, eight? Wonder if something happened to a few of them. Or, more likely,  they'll come pouring out of the house when you approach. What're the odds they're not actually hostile?"<br/><br/>"Um..." Anastasia piped in, holding up her hand as if that gave her permission to speak. She'd still not QUITE adjusted to being in the large group, despite it having been well over a couple of weeks "M-maybe they're friendly? I mean, we're kinda mercenaries, and we're not all bad, right?" At this, she cast a glance towards the enormous, hulking form of Thygor, of whom she'd made a rather big show of staying as far away from as she possibly could "...Most of us, anyway. Maybe they're willing to share?"<br/><br/>"Won't know until we ask!" Readjusting her robe a little bit, Chrysanthemum pulls back her hood, settling it down against her shoulders "Though, might be best if Anya and Naji stayed back. Alyx too. Assuming, of course, she wants to. I'll go in with you, just in case things get ugly. 'Kay?' She says brightly, a little smile creasing her lips.<br/><br/>Alyx, for her part, stays completely silent, standing just slightly behind and a little to the side of the big swamp-drake like creature. Even when her name is called, she hardly lifts her gaze, and it had honestly been difficult to get much of anything out of her during the entire course of the journey.<br/><br/>Assembled at the edge of the treeline, the group only had to think of how they were going to approach the clearly occupied homestead...<br/><br/><br/>********<br/><br/>It was an absolutely BEAUTIFUL day, and even though her work was not exactly pleasant, Meera found herself positively bursting with enthusiasm. The sun was shining bright, the wind felt so pleasantly cool against her face, and the shrill, cheerful chirping of songbirds filling the air with their beautiful calls filled her ears. Even if she WAS having to lug around half-digested metal armor she'd coughed up, the day could hardly have been better.<br/><br/>"Hmm-hmm-hmm! Tweet! Tweet! Tweet! Hmm-hmm-hmm! Tweet! Tweet! Tweet!" She happily hummed to herself, intermixing her own version of the bird's joyous calls with her own equally as sweet hums, each one accented with a little wiggle of her hips as she carried out her duty.<br/><br/>The day was beautiful...but honestly, the DAY isn't what Shodon's attention was focused on. It was Meera. Or, more appropriately, Meera's absolutely stunning rump, ever so briefly visible every time her hips bounced, throwing up the edges of her skirt. By the gods themselves, there had never been such a divine sight, and that shapely little rear might as well have been crafted by the most skilled and perverted of deities "Ahhhhh....have you ever SEEN such a glorious sight?" He murmured to Yumina, drawing a sour-faced look from the displeased feline "She might not be a proper wolf, but let me tell you...that is one kitty I'd love to give a little milk to, if you know what I mean."<br/><br/>Rolling her eyes, Yumina reguarded the wolf-man with a callous expression "Egh. You pervert. I bet that's why you requested her in this group. 'Showing her the ropes' had nothing to do with it. Grrr....the idiot."<br/><br/>"Laaaa-deeee-daaaa!" Meera hummed happily to herself as she placed down the final bit of armor that had been...well, 'recovered'. Putting her hands on her hips, the catgirl flicked her tail in satisfaction, proclaiming gleefully "All done! I don't think any of it is going to be useable, though! Gosh, I feel so SILLY. I shoulda taken their armor off first! They likely would have tasted better, too!" Her task completed, she turned to face Yumina, her face splitting into a cute smile "I'm sooooo super sorry! I got kinda greedy, I guess! I just...eesh, I couldn't help myself! They all looked so TASTY!"<br/><br/>Yumina chewed her tongue, trying desperately to bite back the less-than-pleasant response that had instantly welled up in her throat. Meera had been nothing but a pain ever since she'd joined the 'White Wings'. Oh, she could fight, there was no doubt about that. For all her ability to bash heads, though, the ditzy girl was absolutely CLUELESS, and half of the time, she couldn't help but wonder if the neko even knew what it meant to<span style="font-style: italic">BE</span>in a mercenary company. She treated everything so...PLEASANTLY. It was absolutely infuriating.<br/><br/>Not quite as infuriating as walking in on the stupid bitch sleeping off a meal of not just ONE of the group they'd captured, but FOUR.<span style="font-weight: bold"> Four whole people </span>. Their arrival at the farmhouse two days ago had surprised the previous group seeking to claim the well located within, and it had been all too easy to overcome the no-name group of mercenaries. After thrashing them and tying up the handful of survivors, the group had went about their varied tasks - she and Lucan had went scouting to make sure no other groups lay hidden nearby, Actil and Aniel had begun to work on the well below to ensure it's validity, and the others had started to prepare their provisions for an extended stay. Meera was left with a simple job - watch the prisoners, make sure they didn't escape.<br/><br/>Instead, she'd EATEN them, innocently claiming 'I got hungry'. Four.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> FOUR </span><br/><br/>She'd been so worthless she could hardly move, and hadn't even had the presence of mind to REMOVE THEIR DAMN ARMOR. So, not ONLY did she eat up everyone's dinner, the next two days were spent listening to her hack up half-digested armor peices all over the house as she digested the unlucky mercs who'd become her dinner.  The rest had not even been UPSET WITH HER. Worse....<br/><br/>WORSE....<br/><br/>She'd hardly even gained WEIGHT. A little more 'jiggle' up top, and it was a pleasant addition to the neko's breasts, but that was IT!<br/><br/>It was positively INFURIATING!<br/><br/>"Whatever." Yumina finally responds, turning back to sharpening her clawed gauntlet with far more gutso than was actually required. She couldn't WAIT for the opportunity to get the greedy catgirl alone on a mission. She very seriously doubted she'd be so 'charmingly upbeat' after a good crack over the head, and a few hours simmering in the hot, hellishly tight chamber of her stomach. Pleh. Wouldn't be a surprise if she couldn't even DIGEST correctly.<br/><br/>Ears wilting at the lack of approval evident in Yumina's voice, Meera nudged at the armor bits with her foot "Awww...I'm REALLY sorry, Yumina! I didn't know you wanted them so badly! I was just super hungry, and this is my first mission so I'm super nervous, and when I get nervous I eat, and they all looked so TASTY, and--"<br/><br/>"SHUT....UP!" Yumina hissed back, turning her firey gaze upon the piteous-sounding catgirl "You pig! You know how long it's been since I've had a--"<br/><br/>"Are you<span style="font-style: italic">still</span>going on about that, Yumina? Tch, let it go, girl. Besides, you have to admit, it was<span style="font-weight: bold"> pretty </span>funny seeing her all laid out like that. I'm impressed she managed to stuff down that many. " Swirling the twig of sourdock he'd placed in his mouth along his tongue, Shodon cast a disapproving gaze at Yumina "She's new. Let it go, yeah?" It had been endless complaints from Yumina ever since the neko girl had joined up. Sure, she was airheaded and not especially bright, but she was such a sweetheart, it was tough to even get mad at her in the first place, much less actually STAY mad at her. At least, for anyone but the unforgiving feline, Yumina.<br/><br/>Smiling brightly, Meera bounced up and down on her tippy toes, tail flicking happily "Awwww, thank you Shodon! I'm super, ultra, duper sorry, really! Really, I promise, I won't do it again! Not when they're all tied up!" The sight of the bouncing, happy catgirl (especially certain 'bouncy parts'), brought a smile to the rugged face of the wolf-man, and he lightly dragged a fingertip across his chin, marveling at enticing sight of the young neko "Oh, you're welcome sugar. I know ya didn't mean no harm. Sides, we still got that juicy elf in there, right?"<br/><br/>Fuming, Yumina returned the disapproving look "Pheh. Get your eyes off her ass and tits long enough, and even you could be mad at her. The floozy ate FOUR...PEOPLE. You know it's been over a month since I've had ONE! ONE! We're out here in the ass-crack of nowhere, and the one BRIGHT SPOT...she *EATS* it. And no, that elf--"<br/><br/>"Belongs to Actil, it looks like. He's having a rough time down below."Came a voice from behind her.  Interrupted again, Yumina set back to sharpening her blades, growling under her breath. Lucan was another one infatuated with the bubbly catgirl, and had pretty well shrugged off the transgression with a laugh. Not even bothering to look at the neko-boy, she nonetheless does perk up her ears to listen "Aniel said NOBODY touches her, or she'll be pissed. It's taking alot out of Actil, there's something up with this well. Still, he's making progress. Just going to need a big meal afterwards - he looks like a ghost." Heaving a little sigh, Lucan stepped to the side of the open doorway, leaning casually against the exterior wall "Pity, too. That elf...she's *MEATY*, isn't she? Ten gold says she ate the farmsteaders. Or about half a company, hah! Ahh well, whatcha gonna do? Maybe we can stop on the way back and snag a farmer's daughter or two. Plus the farmer. Noone will miss them out here in the sticks."<br/><br/>Frowning, Meera piped in "Aww, that'd be sooooo mean! You're not supposed to eat farmers! Just bad guys!" Shodon, Lucan, and Yumina all three couldn't help but turn their gaze on the catgirl, the big wolf-man suddenly breaking out into laughter "Ohhh, poor girl. Y'got so much to learn, dear. Don't worry, stick by me, ole' Shodon will teach you the ways of the world...and the ways of love." With a little wink, he twirled the sprig around in his mouth a little more, flicking the tip with his tongue. Eeesh, what he'd not give to get that lovely kitty in the sack with him...<br/><br/>"So..." Lucan continued, scratching a hand across his bare belly "Litala is still recovering from that nasty slash wound she got the other day, said she'll be in bed another few hours, then oughta be right as rain. Tough girl, that one. Dunno where Dart got off to. Likely skulking around like normal. Um, let's see...Henriette has been holed up with Litala, 'nursing her back to health' she says. Did you see how fast she wolfed down that wolf-guy the other day?" Lucan paused briefly,shaking his head at the memory " I don't envy the guy. Humans don't have the fastest-acting stomachs, and you could still hear him groaning in there yesterday morning. I think she just has a thing for dogs. Hell, she even likes Shodon."<br/><br/>The little jibe earns a chuckle from the big wolf-man, who lands a punch on the smaller neko's shoulder "Oh har-dee-har." He replied sarcastially, drawing an equal laugh out of Lucan "Aww, did I hit a tender sp--"<br/><br/>"Haeeerk......HAAAAAK......."<br/><br/>The gagging, hacking sound was more than enough to draw every bit of attention, and Lucan, Shodan, and Yumina manage to look up just in time to see Meera lean over the pile of stomach-acid-damaged armor, a thick lump traveling up her throat. With one last' HAAAAAACK!", she spit out a gauntlet, two of the five fingers entirely eaten off by a solid fourty-eight hours spent in her stomach acid.<br/><br/>Blushing feircly, Meera  wiped her mouth, a small, apologetic smile creeping across her lips "S'cuse me!'<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Meera</span><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'; 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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;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s36.photobucket.com/user/CassyInko/media/Actil_zps6e82a468.jpg.html"><img alt="Image" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e42/CassyInko/Actil_zps6e82a468.jpg"/></a></div></div></div><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> Aniel </span><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;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s36.photobucket.com/user/CassyInko/media/Aniel_zpscfea51b0.jpg.html"><img alt="Image" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e42/CassyInko/Aniel_zpscfea51b0.jpg"/></a></div></div></div><br/><br/><br/><br/>**NOTE** Currently, the only individuals the party know of, or can see, is Meera, Yumina, Lucan, and Shodan! Other pictures were just included as a reference for when/if they show up!