(Active Digestion: 1d20(12)+10=22; Hit)<br/>(Digestion Damage: 1d20(1)+6=7)<br/><br/>Calia's throat relaxes a bit as she feels the Sherakim's struggles within her die down. It would seem that she still possessed her old talent considering the little amount of trouble he ended up posing. True, she had been injured, but it hadn't been by him, it had been by the elf. The very elf that she was now debating whether or not to eat...<br/><br/>It would be one less possible mercenary out there, and even if she had been scared straight, surely this Lesik wouldn't just let her leave peaceably. If Calia didn't eat her, she'd only be devoured by another thug, right? And sure, it was easy for her to beg for mercy now, after she'd already put two arrows into Calia's shoulder. The reasons for letting the elf go? Not nearly as convincing.<br/><br/>Calia holds up a hand to Vincent, telling him to wait. "Give me just one moment."<br/><br/>Turning her attention back to the elf, Calia says to the girl, "Well, I'm afraid that wasn't very helpful at all. And perhaps you should have thought about whether or not I'd let you go before you shot me full of arrows." Before the elf has a chance to react to what the words imply, Calia once more opens her mouth wide, attempting to engulf the girl's head and send her down to join the Sherakim.<br/><br/>(Vore Attempt: 1d20(11)+17=28; Elf  Must Succeed or Move to Calia's Mouth)<br/>(Vore Attempt #2: 1d20(6)+17=23; Elf Must Succed of Move to Calia's Mouth or Stomach depending upon results of first roll)