His head ringing from the sudden impact of a scaled tail, Xarithe recalls the ridiculous events that had led to this moment.. Having been tripped by a shirtless man, he had then spent his time chasing gnomes around the room, over a bed, behind a naga, a silly sight to be certain. His purpose to procure the tiny humanoid for a particular member of his party. The presence of the naga would be a blessing in itself however, though aside from the brief exchange of words, all he receives from her is a rather brutal slap across the chest from her powerful tail. Looking to her, he mutters under his breathe as yet again he is reminded of his misfortune. Seeing the outline of the fairy, and an unworthy guard slipping into the stomach of the divine creature. This image alone would make continuing quite hard, for Xarithe knew how it felt to both watch, and experience that very same trip for himself. It causing so many memories, such a strong desire to build up inside of him.....but even still he puts his own desires aside and moves on toward the gnome.<br/><br/>Finally, after all that foolishness he was there, in grabbing distance of the small thing. Before he can act he is shocked to see Albali abandoning her post, leaving the door wide open for a nimble feline to alert the entire camp of their presence. Seemingly willing to abandon everything they had come for, simply to have this single gnome immediately. What's more, as she takes steps to see to it that the gnome would not escape, she found time to cast a glare at him. He who was going well out of his way to ensure she received that which she desired.<br/><br/>The throbbing pain of the naga's tail still fresh, would leave the druid breathless. For in addition to the pain, for a split second he was home again, for a brief instant he was in contact with the unmistakable texture of a naga's scales.  Xarithe hears the order go out to devour, would see the feline rush Albali, easily taking her into his arms. The monk would be hot on his heals however unleashing an attack of his own.This was all well and good,though ultimately Xarithe was then left with little to do. all of the enemies where either disposed of, or caught up in their own battles too far for him to reach from his position on the bed.  the body of a slumbering gnome at his feet, and the magnificent naga mere feet away. His temptation to go to her was very strong, but to do so would likely result in more damage before the others where disposed. A sideways glance at the slumbering gnome, makes him wonder if he shouldn't take hold and ensure that it would not rouse, that it would not flee. A closer look however causes him to frown (I really don't see what she sees in this thing.....rather I should rid it from this world with a single caress of my scythe...) he thinks to himself recalling how the corrupt druid had been taken from him. Grinning as he realizes his stomach turned more in disgust at the sight of this gnome, then it ever had aside the insectile elf.<br/><br/>Xarithe's desires would eventually win out, his desire to be alongside the naga, to come into contact with her body once more. To rub and caress the very belly that contained one quite dear to him. Casting a glance to Albali he speaks "The gnome is yours, I no longer need pursue him on your behalf." hoping that would be enough for her to realize what his intentions had been. Turning away from the slumbering snack Xarithe steps confidently toward the powerful captain, "Release her this instant!" he demands while reaching out to grasp the imposing figure of  his desire. Heedless of any further damage that may yet come his way. Hoping to maintain the ruse, as well as seeking the chance to caress along those gorgeous scales, to caress along the bulge of ambrosia.<br/><br/><br/>Sira remains within a world of her own, enjoying her meal as she squeezes down on his figure possessively. The tip of her tail working to grasp the other fellow as well as it seemed she was in no hurry to have the two tucked away within her belly.<br/><br/>Xarithe<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;">moving towards the naga and attempting to grapple her <br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/147620">Grapple</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+6</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">9</span></div></div></div><br/><br/><br/>Sira<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;">Playing with her food<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/147827">Grapple</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+22</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">32</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/147828">constrict</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d4+10</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">12</span><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/147624">Vore check</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+17</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">18</span></div></div></div>