((Reading the thread is honestly what made me decide to join, WANT to join. Not only did it seem to have a story, but it also had vore in it everywhere. Well, One and One makes an excellent two, in my personal opinion.<img alt=";)" src="./images/smilies/wink.gif" title="Wink"/>I have a feeling this story is going to be just as good with us having a set goal in mind, as opposed to not having a goal at all, and making our own! It's 1 part DMing skill, 1 part excellent folks to RP with, mixed in the bowl of a good story. You can't have things go wrong with that recipe. Either way, i am looking forwards to seeing exactly where this will go. If it is anything like the past hundred pages...i am eager! XD I agree with you, Eidolon. I kinda like Chrrou's 'sense of honor'. I've read over the story, and...like it. :3 Kahmori is much the same way. A big heart...but, he is still a predator. And can get very...very hungry at times... XD Nomnom! However, he is not the type for wanton vore, as much as i'd love to nom >:3. As for posting, if i have something to post to that does not require GM intervention, i LOVE getting a nice little pace rolling. ^_^))<br/><br/>Put on a show, Kahmori. And remember...you took the look of an old fox for a reason. It is because, in a world of predators, you managed to live that long by yourself. Use that to your advantage.<br/><br/>Unfortunantly for Chrrou, the normally so very alert Kitsune was too enthralled in his own problems, and acting, to even notice his little body and snatched up into the Huskygirl's mouth. Had he known, a difficult choice would have to be made. Save his newfound little companion from the ravenous Huskygal - and give her quite the verbal reaming about eating things that were scampering across this disgusting floor, too - or continue with his plan to save the Squirrel, in hopes that one of the Mousefolk's companions would save him from the undesireable fate of digestion.<br/><br/>((Roll(1d20)+12:<br/>2,+12<br/>Total:14))<br/>((Spot roll to see Chrrou's unfortunante circumstance =<span style="font-weight: bold">14</span>)) ((I assume it is vs. his hide check?))<br/><br/>Kahmori stares up into the eyes of the seemingly larger predator, the hunched-over fox only a bit above half as tall as he stood at full-height. Yet, it was not a look of fear on his face. It was a smile. A coy, dangerous little smile. This was what he did best...scare others. Normally, it was his size and ferocity. Now...it was going to be his demeanor. The cool promise that this fox was not, perhaps, so helpless as he looked.<br/><br/>"Who i am does not matter..." His voice sounded like gravel, so old and lacking the crispness that youth would normally provide. "..What *DOES* matter..." He leans forwards onto the end of the table, right beside the Griffonfolk "Is that i want her." He looks up at the Gnoll who'd uttered his little comment, casting a dangerous glare at the intoxicated Hyena "If i wanted to catch something, i'd catch something. As it stands, i want to PURCHASE something. If that does not suit you, i can always take her from you by force, and devour every one of your little companions while i do so...it is only by my own whim i am offering money. And the next time you even threaten to eat me, i am going to kill you." It seemed so impossible. So incredibly implausible. A single, lone, old-looking fox talking down to a table of predators, some double his size. Outnumbered. Seemingly outgunned. Yet, that coolness in his gravely old voice, the dangerous sneer on his face - he knew what he was doing, it seemed. And was not the crazy old coot he'd at first seemed.<br/><br/>((Roll(1d20)+15:<br/>16,+15<br/>Total:31))<br/><br/>((Intimidate check =<span style="font-weight: bold">31</span>)) ((Using the Skilltrick 'Never Outnumbered' to make multiple Intimidates on the same roll. Everyone in ten feet that can see him. Idealy, everyone at the table.<img alt=";)" src="./images/smilies/wink.gif" title="Wink"/>))<br/><br/>"It is gold." He finishes, opening the little pouch to reveal the top bit of coins - all of them gold. In reality, there were only about ten within, and a great deal of copper. It looked like a bag FULL of gold coins, though - exactly as it was meant. Kahmori peers down into the greedy talon, extended to accept his 'bag of gold'. "For her. Hmph. I should only give you half. She's not worth it. However...i am feeling generous..." He reaches out and grabs her wrist. At the same time, he puts the little pouch in the Griffonfolk's hand. God, how he hoped his bravado payed off. He looks the squirrel over intently, trying his best to mimick the eyes of a pervert. She...admittedly...looked delicious. Gods, he was so hungry. Without even thinking about it, he finds himself licking his lips hungrily, staring her down like a delicious little meal. To have her squirming in his stomach for a while...it sounded very inviting. He'd bought her, technically...maybe he SHOULD eat her. After all, he was a predator...<br/><br/>No!, Kahmori. Snap out of it, damnit. But...maybe just a taste...?