Aviana (( hp and spells in spoiler))<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;">83/83   the healing from digestion + a wand poke or 2 should quite easily put her back to full. <br/><br/>30 ac<br/><br/>26 cmd<br/><br/>Arcane Pool: 8/10<br/><br/>Raven's Pool: 1/3<br/><br/>Prepared Spells:<br/><br/>lvl: 0 unlimited<br/>Arcane Mark<br/>Detect Magic<br/>Prestidigitation<br/>Read Magic<br/>Spark<br/><br/>lvl: 1<br/><br/>Vanish<br/>True Strike<br/>Reduce Person<br/>Shield (used)<br/>Shield<br/>Shield<br/>Shocking Grasp<br/><br/>lvl: 2<br/>Intensified Shocking Grasp x3  (1 used)<br/>False Life (used)<br/>Bear's Endurance (used)<br/><br/>lvl: 3<br/>Intensified Shocking Grasp<br/>Force Hook Charge (used)<br/>Heroism (used)<br/>Vampiric Touch<br/><br/>lvl: 4<br/>Dimension door (used)<br/>Dimension door</div></div></div><br/><br/>No sooner has her most recent attack landed, would Aviana prepare for the inevitable counter attack. She'd done considerable damage, and yet it appeared the roper was still breathing. The creature lurches forward, and Aviana steadies her feet, bracing herself against the onslaught that was to follow....an onslaught that did not come. Where she expects to be overwhelmed by the roper's appendages, it appears the roper had no intention of continuing the battle. A sign of intelligence if ever there was one....for even had she completely drained the strength of the dragon girl, all it would take is but a single blow from one of her allies to spell the end for the heavily damaged roper.<br/><br/>Instead of an attack, Aviana's body is met by the soft, slimy weight of the Roper's slumping body. She leaning forward against her, pressed firmly into Aviana's chest. The dragon girl's ample breasts spilling over the brink of what passes for armor, pressing their warm, tender surface into the weakened body of the roper. Tendrils outstretch, yet instead of firmly grasping her, their touch is ginger, and gentle. They where just as slimy as she had imagined, warm and wet as they wrap around her figure...and yet not at all disgusting or unpleasant. Aviana's tail stands on end to the sensation of those strands sliding over her exposed flesh, they gliding over the surface of her shoulders andr back, down onto the small patches of scales that speckle the curve of her hips. Everywhere they touched tingled lightly, sent pulses of a familiar sensation coursing through her body. It felt....like urni's stomach had... Aviana realizes as her knees momentarily quiver. It was warm...wet...and soft, almost like being inside that orcish stomach once more..and yet completely different,  held outside of the roper's body. The liquid her tendrils left behind felt even better than she could have imagined, tingling lightly as it's slathered over her beautiful body, glazing her in a luxurious sheen that shines and shimmers from the fire burning on her sword.<br/><br/>Pushing the sensations she felt aside, Aviana sturdy's herself against the body of the roper. "You will? So you concede them? You no longer wish to stand apposed from us?" she asks, wanting to make certain of the roper's surrender, that she was admitting defeat, and not simply trying to distract her while enfolding her in an embrace the dragon girl would be unable to walk away from. Despite the pleasure she felt, Aviana holds her blade firmly as she awaits a response.<br/><br/>"If you can settle for the orc alone, then you may yet have her." Aviana continues, addressing that which the roper had said. The mention of her being strong however sets her cheeks to glow, Aviana blushing a little at the compliment from her opponent. She hardly got to hear such words, most seeing her petite frame would immediately label her as weak. It made her feel good, to be called strong,  made her feel like a real dragon. "A place to rest, safe from any roaming monster attacks would be lovely though... Of course you'll understand if we decide to keep our guard up while doing so." she explains, as the roper had attempted to trick them at least once already. That and she wondered how the others in her group would take the offer.<br/><br/>Aviana does not detect any falsehood in the roper's offer of a place to rest at least. Having at first wondered if this wasn't simply a round about way of getting her into the roper's stomach. Yet it seemed there was sincerity in her proposal. The offer of fun however, causes the dragon girl to wonder. Perhaps it was something about the way those slippery tendrils caressed over her body, an underlying, unspoken desire as they clutch to her strong, frame tenderly, and yet desperately. "Fun you say...what manner of fun did you have in mind?" she asks, leaning forward to wrap her free hand around the roper's back. Returning the embrace by gently stroking up and down the lower human half of her body. "I've heard many things in regards to the fun a roper could have with another.....most of which serve only as a prelude to filling the roper's stomach... or perhaps it is that you admire my strength? That you see me a suitable partner for something else" she asks, dropping hints as to the rumors pertaining to roper reproduction that she'd heard about.<br/><br/>Relaxing a little more in her embrace, Aviana allows her hand to slide around the hip of the roper " and if we did... well I've never been with a roper....I'm not sure I'd even know where to start... you see with a woman, or a man for that matter...one might start with a kiss on the lips" she murmurs, while outstretching her hand to gently run a single digit along the lower lip of the roper, dabbing away the blood she'd so recently spitten. "...a grope of the chest," she continues, sliding her fingers along the length of the roper's body, down and over her prominent chest, to lightly squeeze the roper's right breast. "and then once things are good and ready... moving onto direct one's attention at more delicate areas hidden beneath the legs" she whispers, biting at her lower lip as her fingers dance across the roper's belly, down and onto the area a normal woman's pelvis would be. Only to pause and look upwards at the roper, a curiosity burning in her golden eyes "....but a roper...do you share the same sensitive areas as the rest of us? Do the same reproductive urges apply to you as well?" With all of her hints, and inquiries out on the table, Aviana wiggles  in the roper's grasp, pressing those warm, supple breasts ever so firmly against her body. "Now tell me, miss roper...what kind of fun, exactly did you hope to have?"<br/><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/329522">Sense motive</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+14</span><span style="font-weight: bold">32</span>