<span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Inside the Singing Donkey&gt;&gt;</span><br/>(Posts are in order of which they happen, time-line wise)<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Sherani&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>"You are correct. The folks in town are far, far more civil, even during a time like this. With slavers and dangerous, wild animals running around...well, town certainly seems like the safe place to be, doesn't it?" Jenzik's voice was like milk and cream - smooth and satisfying.<br/><br/>His eyes widen the slightest bit when Sherani flexes, and he folds his fingers beneath his chin, looking her over with suddenly renewed interest "Goodness, Sherani. I could never imagine why anyone would seek to jump you, that is for certain. Between your obvious physical capabilities, and your..." He seems to think, trying to choose his words carefully "Openness...why, i could imagine you gracing anything but my be-"<br/><br/>His words are cut off by Sherani's own.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"I'm going to, uh, check on our food, okay? Wanna make sure it gets cooked right..." Sherani pushes her chair aside and makes a beeline for the kitchen door<br/></div></blockquote><br/><br/>(Sense motive 1d20(9) + 9 = 18. Success)<br/>He knew exactly what Sherani was going after. She'd heard it, too. The little groan from the back. The fools - they'd made their move far, far too soon. Things were not set up as they should have been. This might very well end in disaster...which would serve them right. The plan - gain the attention of any of the more intimidating figures within the bar. Attempt to get them alone so they could be nullified easily...then, come in with numbers and round up the rest.<br/><br/>Fools, all of them. Sherani was going to be able to contribute to the fight that would likely be going down...and the strange Kitsune had totally enthralled Grev. Things were not looking good. Lesik had no intentions whatsoever of being here when the proverbial crap hit the fan. Lesik takes a last little look at the walking figure of Sherani as she headed towards the bar, though he keeps his gaze decidedly focused on her hindquarters. It was a pity...he'd have loved to experience a lust-filled night. Right before he ate her.<br/><br/>Growling under his breath, he gets to his feet, and begins to stroll purposefully towards the doorway - there were too many individuals that drew attention in this place. He didn't know their abilities, but he was definantly not going to stick around to find out. Strolling right by the table Grev was seated at with the exotic female, he leans over and laps his shoulder, whispering quietly "We are leaving, boy. Now. Remember, we have an appointment to keep."<br/><br/>Without even bothering to wait and see if the young fox got up, he places a hand on his weapon, and strolls right towards the door. Grev was on his own, if he didn't move quick. Just the way it should be....<br/><br/>((The wolf will be leaving in one round, if noone chooses to stop him, though there is certainly little reason to suspect him up to this point))<br/><br/>Sherani's movements carry her to the far end of the bar, near the window.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Lilium&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>Kenor's inner ears blush a deep, crimson red at Lilium's playful remark about needing his friend to come hold his hand "I..i..no, Miss Mae. I was simply.." It was then that he seems to realise the comment had been made in jest. His muzzle split into a smile...and he begins to chuckle softly, a soft, alluring laugh "Hahaha! Perhaps i do, Miss Mae. Perhaps i do. At the very least, i guess it would help me to keep from stuttering so much, wouldn't it? I apologize for my nervousness. I've simply not been in the company of such beautiful females often. Your allure has taken both my heart and my voice." Her little joke seems to have worked - his voice is certainly a little bit more relaxed.<br/><br/>"Yes, he is quite stunning. Ahh...bad boy..?" He mutters, suddenly becoming nervous again. So nervous, in fact, a tiny amount of sweat begins to dampen the fur of his forehead. When she leans in and whispers her seductive little quip in his ear, he seems to relax visibly...though only slightly "..Y..you like that, Miss Mae? Well.." He begins, regaining his composure "Perhaps you will allow me to show you just how bad of a boy i can be?"<br/><br/>"A drink? How rude of me. Of course! What would you like, my Lady? Perhaps some fine wine? I hear that of the elves is quite sweet, and leaves a taste on the tongue that most greatly desire. It will be wonderful to have a nice conversation over wine - i've not had any in quite some time! Allow me to treat, Miss Mae."<br/><br/>It was at that moment his ears perked towards the Kitchen door - just some dropped pots. Nothing to worry about.<br/><br/>"We are leaving now, boy. Remember, we have an appointment to keep." Grev jumped at the tap to his shoulder, looking back over it at Lesik "Eh? Appo....oh. Um....surely our appointment can be postponed? I find myself in the company of a beautiful young.." His words fall on deaf ears - Lesik is already at the door. Turning back to Lilium, he offers her a broad smile "My apologies, Miss Mae. He does so like to be punctual. However....i find myself enthralled by your company. I do hope you will not mind gracing me with your presence, at least until we finish our drinks?"<br/><br/>Rak's voice practically booms in Lilium's head, his fur bristling<span style="font-style: italic">"Jealous?! I don't have anything to be jealous of! Look at him - scrawny little body. I would not be surprized if he was a female with a deep voice. Don't tell me you are actually thinking about *DRINKING* with this guy?! Shrink him! If you won't eat him, i will! Can't you just imagine, that nice pristine fur sliding down your throat, hmm?! Think he is nervous NOW?! Let him sit in your stomach for a little while, digesting away...THEN see how nervous he is!" </span>It was clear Rak was making all attempts to rile Lilium's more predatory side. He actually felt a little bit threatened by this male! Lilium was definantly winning her little game.<br/><br/>Kenor turns and looks over his shoulder, searching for the barmaid to bring them their drinks...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Calia&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>"Of course, dear. I know you can take care of yourself. Just...be careful." The friendly old barkeeper gives her a tiny smile, pats her shoulder, and turns, walking over to converse with two other patrons. He'd likely make the rounds until someone ordered something else.<br/><br/>Calia, after a few moments to remove suspicion from Vincent, takes a quick glance at the two he'd mentioned were seated by the exit. A full-blooded wild-elf, by the looks of it, and a black-skinned orc-like creature, though without the jutting facial features. A Sharakiem, it looks like. The female wild-elf had only a chain shirt on, over her clothing. Beneath it, there was very little else - if anything. Her leggings were cut short at the knees, and hugged her toned little frame quite nicely. She had an assortment of weapons about her, consisting of both a long and short blade, a three-bladed dagger with a bar in the middle to hold, and a longbow.<br/><br/>The Sharakeim's weapons were a bit more obvious - a single, massive greatsword that rested against the table right beside him. There had been a scabbard on it just a few moments before, hadn't there? His armor, despite being bent and dented in places, is definantly platemail of some sort. Judging by the way it looked a bit tight under the arms and on the middle, it was likely not armor that was fitted to him (Half plate). He wears little else that is obvious, even going so far as to simply not have any other weapons on his person.<br/><br/>They don't APPEAR to be watching her, and never once when she looks do they peer over in her direction. She is unable to identify either one of them - perhaps the barkeep was just a little paranoid? Though, he seemed to have a genuine concern for her safety.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Spike and Undol&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>"I would as well...loud-mouthed heathens. He might look like an eyefull, but his manners are terrible...i was just at his table.." Mirana whispers to Undol, heaving a little sigh.<br/><br/>Spike's insistance that she fill her orders causes her to nod her head "I should get back to work, yes. It is a true pleasure to meet you, Spike. So incredibly polite for an orc. Yes, i will see what i can talk Vincent in to. He is really a softy at heart...i think a few choice words about your circumstances, and we might be able to arrange something - even if it is out in the stables.."<br/><br/>"If you will excuse me." She offers a tiny nod of her head to the orc, then turns towards the Kitchen doorway.<br/><br/>Her gaze slides down to Undol, a tiny smile on her lips "Collies with messages encoded on cards, Polite orcs, people with giant foxes for pets...we have a full house tonight, don't we sweetie?" Again, she places an affectionate little kiss on her companion's body, heading towards the Kitchen doorway "Oh my, what an exciting night. What next - a handsome, shining Knight and the dragon that serves as his mount?" She giggles a little girlish giggle, nestles her cheek against Undol, and steps into the doorway of the kitchen.<br/><br/>Only to be met with the blade of a longsword pointed right at her face. The buxom female tiefling at the other end of that blade smiles a fang-filled smile "Hello, girly."<br/><br/>The legs of Hector, the cook...dissappear down the throat of a medium-sized leopard-folk. He swallows noisily, the last bit of the bulge that had once been the good-natured cheetah cook dissappearing down his throat, and into his rapidly expanding stomach. Undol and Mirana can see the faint struggles coming from within, the slight bulges and tiny outlines that were made at Hector struggled unsuccessfully for his life.<br/><br/>Mirana stares blankly at the bulge...then the  blade ...then screams!<br/><br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Outside the Singing Donkey&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>The female coyote licks another little glob of drool from her lips as she begins to advance towards Ureck, the hungry gleam of a starving predator evident in her eyes. It was at this moment Ureck knew - he was going to die. One way or another, one of them would eat him if he stuck around. Judging by the look in her eyes...her.<br/><br/>"Ink on your hands? Ohhh, come now, Luv. That ink will digest just as easily as the rest of you. Hehe..."<br/><br/>The gnoll also begins to advance, cackling madly "Could always split him in two, Sheera. I'll get the top, you get the bottom.."<br/><br/>The nekojin remains silent, save for the faint smirk on his face.<br/><br/>The coyote turns to snarl at the Gnoll "By the hells you will! I told you, this one is filling *MY* stomach! Not yours!" For a moment, it looks like she is actually going to strike the gnoll. This is when Ureck takes the chance to run.<br/><br/>(Sheera Initiative - 16)<br/>(Bolog Initative - 4 (gnoll)<br/>(Keenze Initiative - 12(Neko)<br/><br/>By some small miracle, Ureck's movements take all three of them by surprize. He turns and bolts back down the alleyway, desperate to reach the window so that, at the very least...someone might be willing to help him if they did catch him.<br/><br/>"Bloody....he's a runner! AFTER HIM! Don't let him get away!" The Coyote-girl, far quicker to react then her companions, takes off after Ureck. Unfortunantly for him, she is just a little bit faster than he is. Unfortunantly for her...he reaches the window before she can catch him.<br/><br/>The doorway in the Kitchen opens...and Mirana screams...<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Inside the Singing Donkey&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>Mirana screams.<br/><br/>The window beside the bar suddenly shatters inwards, spraying tiny peices of glass along the entire bar. Ureck comes barreling inside in a headlong-roll, though manages to land on his feet. A nasty shard of glass had gotten imbedded in his side, however, when he took the dive through the window.<br/><br/>(Ureck takes 3 points of damage)<br/>((Also, Ureck's Tumble check is 9, not -2. So, 5+9+ dex mod of 2 = 16)<br/><br/>The Coyote comes jumping in afterwards, also managing to land on her feet.<br/><br/>(Tumble check - 17 = success. The window is already broken open, so she avoids taking damage)<br/><br/>She moves incredibly fast - where leaping into the window was all Ureck could do in the short span of time, she not only comes in after him...but reaches out to grab him.<br/><br/>(Touch attack 1d20(11) + 6 = 17. Touch AC 13 - success)<br/>(Improved grapple check 1d20(16)+10 = 26 ------ Ureck needs to make an escape check, besting her 26, or become grappled.)<br/><br/>Shortly behind her, a Gnoll and Nekojin clambor into the broken window, wincing as shards of glass peirce their flesh.<br/><br/>(Bolog takes 4 points of damage - damage reduced to 2)<br/>(Keenze takes 1 point of damage)<br/><br/><br/>The shattered glass, the scream of Mirana...the bar is set to erupt into chaos.<br/><br/>((The only two able to act this round are Sherani and Ureck. Everyone else is considered surprized. There is enough time to do a single part-action (Which i will allow, though an attack or spell is not amongst them), this round. This can involve standing, readying weapons, so forth.))<br/><br/>((Sherani is not caught by surprize, as she heard something strange and was ready.))<br/><br/>((Ureck...well, is kinda being chased. XD ))<br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/>Bolog - Condition :<span style="color: #00BF00">Good</span><br/>Keenze - Condition :<span style="color: #00BF00">Good</span><br/>Sheera - Condition :<span style="color: #00FF00">Perfect</span><br/><br/>Teifling - Condition :<span style="color: #00FF00">Perfect</span><br/>Leopardfold - Condition :<span style="color: #00FF00">Perfect</span><br/><br/>--------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Ureck - Condition :<span style="color: #00BF00">Good</span><br/>Lilium - Condition :<span style="color: #00FF00">Perfect</span><br/>Undol - Condition :<span style="color: #00FF00">Perfect</span><br/>Calia - Condition :<span style="color: #00FF00">Perfect</span><br/>Sherani - Condition :<span style="color: #00FF00">Perfect</span><br/>Spike - Condition :<span style="color: #00FF00">Perfect</span><br/><br/>--------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>((Time for Initative!! Post surprized round + Initiative! ^_^ ))<br/><br/>((Also, something i totally forgot!!))<br/>((EXP for Character pictures!))<br/><br/>Undol -<span style="color: #00BF00">16,000 + 100 = 16,100</span><br/>Lilium -<span style="color: #00BF00">16,000 + 100 = 16,100</span><br/>Sherani -<span style="color: #00BF00">16,000 + 100 = 16,100</span>