<span style="font-weight: bold">Corridor</span><br/><br/>Synys vomited up the blackscale she’d promised to free. He glanced up, met Linda’s eyes - halfway through devouring one of his comrades, a supine, moaning blackscale barely aware of the humiliation being inflicted upon him - saw her belly, distended and distorted by the half-digested remains of the several blackscales already trapped within.<br/><br/>He turned and fled, staggering as fast as his legs would carry him.<br/><br/>Linda<span style="font-style: italic">tried</span>to snatch, to trip him with her tail, but the bulk of blackscale flesh within her tum hindered her… and besides, she had a meal to finish. The blackscale she was eating was gulped down, the only<span style="font-style: italic">effort</span>involved being finding room for him in her already crowded tum.<br/><br/>Slowly, she advanced on the last free lizardman. His dazed crawl was<span style="font-style: italic">almost</span>fast enough… but soon, he too followed the path of his comrades, sharing their fate as he became the pretty Naga’s food.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Altar chamber, Priestess</span><br/><br/>Priestess total pleasure damage… 41<br/><br/>With no small regret, I felt my meal still… he’d been an incredible pleasure, the most incredible meal I’d ever devoured, almost willing, at the end. For myself, I’d have released him to devour again, and over again.<br/><br/>But what<span style="font-style: italic">I</span>wanted no longer mattered.<br/><br/>I rubbed the bulge in my tum, no longer writhing, merely… twitching.<br/><br/>"Spit out my friend you overgrown lizard, or feel the wrath of an alchemist!" The invader snarled.<br/><br/>“It’s too late for your friend,” I said, patting my tum, letting him see the unresisting jiggle. “He embraced his destiny, and now it has come for him, as it comes for us all.” I paused. “You’re about to see something wonderful, before you die,” I continued. “If you live long enough. Kill them.” I instructed my acolytes.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Altar chamber, Narrator</span><br/><br/>Synys is able to approach unseen, to somewhere behind where Jules and Alizome are.<br/><br/>The moment the potion strikes Alizome’s belly,<span style="font-style: italic">everything</span>changes. She feels so<span style="font-style: italic">empty</span>inside. So<span style="font-style: italic">hungry</span>. The blackscale doesn’t merely look delicious, he looks delectable, and he looks like food. Her food. His place on the food-chain becomes very clear to her - directly below hers, and, soon, once her body is through with him, below the dungbeetles and jungle insects who’ll deal with her<span style="font-style: italic">leftovers</span>. {Alizome gains a +4 bonus to vore checks}. Her teammates sweep in around her… and<span style="font-style: italic">they</span>look tasty, too… {Alizome must make a vore check in the next round, unless she succeeds on a DC18 will save (presumably, she will try to devour the blackscale.}<br/><br/>Checks only to be made if you’re in or rapidly approaching the room (i.e. not Linda, and no-one staying with Linda). Perception DC25<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;">The ground trembled slightly, and from the well you can hear the grind of a heavy stone trapdoor… and the skitter of claw and bone...</div></div></div>, Spellcraft DC25<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 large pulse of (positively aligned) necromantic energy has just flared somewhere beneath you, no more than fifty feet or so down...</div></div></div>