No sooner had her shot hit home, would an arrow dig deeply into the fairy's side. Alura yelping in pain as she'd just narrowly failed to avoid the returned fire. The catgirl in the tree, she immediately recognized as the culprit, and was already in the process of raising her pistol to show the little feline just what a firearm was truly capable of. Though before she can pull the trigger, the now enlarged Yumina makes her way after Alura's assailant, grasping the catgirl easily in her enlarged hand, likely ready to do exactly what she said she'd do to the first person she got a hold of. The Stinging pain of the arrow sprouting from her side had hardly set in when her sister and Meera come to her aid next, the latter effortlessly snapping the arrow, before pulling it free entirely. No sooner is the arrow removed, would Alura feel the welcoming warmth of her sister's healing magic, the soothing relief causing a smile to spread across the little fairy's lips. "Mmm thanks." she whispers as she survey's the battlefield.<br/>Her blue eyes flitting to Johan squaring off against the ratgirl and orc, of sasara ambushing the robed mage from beneath the ground, and Cyria playing a game of dodge the tongue, from a lizard girl Alura had not before seen.<br/><br/>Alura was quite proud of herself, quite happy with how things where playing out. Her initial shot had hit home with such devastating effect, that not only did it drop the scorpion girl dead, but it had also caused many of the others against them to jump or duck for cover...and the silence that preceded her shot was utterly priceless. The looks on their faces, if only they could have seen themselves! Of course what's better than that was the way her sister and Meera had been there to help and heal her, and the way Yumina had rushed into action in her defense. Alura sighs dreamily as she takes a moment to admire the catgirl's enlarged assets. The spell Cyria had worked upon her, having done wonders to enhance, and show off her toned and attractive physique, especially her backside, which Alura had a glorious view of from her angle. The fairy giggling to herself as she focuses intently upon Yumina's rump for a while, imagining what fun she could have where Yumina to stay that size a while longer, thinking back to when she'd kissed and licked that very rump and how differently things may have played out if Yumina where enlarged then as she is now. Alura's luminescent wings flutter with excitement just thinking about it, thinking of how she could hold herself aloft with her wings as her hands and lips explored every inch of Yumina's glorious rump.  More than that however it seemed that Alura was going to be granted the chance to witness the show that Sasara had so rudely denied her of earlier that day. She was going to have a front row view of Yumina devouring the very catgirl who dared shoot an arrow at her! This was going to be good, Alura bounces in place, raising her free hand in cheerful celebration when Yumina secures the feline archer in her grasp "You get her Yumina! Make her your nums!"<br/><br/>Yet before she can truly settle in to enjoy the spectacle of Yumina making a meal out of the arboreal inclined catgirl, the crashing of brush demands her immediate attention. Alura turning her head, just in time to witness the pig girl ,who had happily accepted her berry moments prior, erupting from the bushes hammer held high, only to barrel down upon not her, but Anastasia of all targets! This simply wouldn't do, instinctively Alura shifts her pistol's aim, readying a point blank shot the likes of which would send the pig girl toppling backwards in  heap if it landed....yet just as she goes to pull the trigger her arm goes limp, her fingers unresponsive as it is all they can do just to hold onto the firearm, let alone pull the trigger. Not just the one, but both of her arms hang unresponsive at her sides... something was seriously wrong, and this was not the time for her body to be giving out like this, not when she needed to protect Anastasia, to protect her new friend Meera, and to put a pig girl in her place!<br/><br/>This had never happened to her, she'd never frozen in the face of danger... well at least not where her sister's well being was at stake! Yet as she focuses every ounce of will she had on forcing her finger into motion, on pulling the set of triggers that would stop the rushing pig girl, would spare her sister the devastating hammer blow that was coming her way.... she simply cannot manage to do it! Something more had to be going on here, her mind racing for answers as she can do little more than watch in slow motion as the pig girl thunders on wards. Had it been the arrow? Could it have been poisoned?! This seemed to be the only reasonable explanation, and yet a numbing pain in the small of her back demanded otherwise. Yet before she can even begin to put the pieces together, a pair of slender arms creeps into view, slipping around her body just visible out of the corner of her eyes. For the briefest of moments she'd hoped they belonged to Anastasia, hoped that somehow the fairy had taken cover behind her, would use her as a shield against the oncoming pig girl, as much as Alura's body would not stand up against such an attack....at least then she'd of helped her sister a little, bought her time to escape, redeeming herself for her reluctant trigger finger.<br/><br/>The answer as to whom the arms belonged would come as quite the surprise to Alura. She being spun around on the spot, brought face to face with a woman the likes of which she'd never before seen. At least not in this forest, not in the group of bandits.... Alura blinks in a confused daze as she looks at her, observing the blend of features on her face, the slenderness, almost elven of her angular chin and pointed ears, mixed with the softness of her cheeks, the shape of her eyes and nose.....such a blend of features could only belong to a half elf. The woman was pretty of that there was little doubt, as even in such a confusing and dangerous situation as to suddenly being spun around and held in the arms of this mysterious woman, Alura can't help but feel her heart flutter in her chest at the sight of the half elven woman, and when she leans in to nestle her head into the crook of her neck, were she able Alura may have even given her a friendly hug. Despite not knowing from where the woman had come, Alura's initial thought is to mention how she had pink hair and pointed ears just like her! Though with her body being numbed like it was, the words simply would not come to her lips. Instead the world seems to all but stand still for the fairy as she is forced to stand motionless within the half elven women's arms. Her eyes following her pretty pink lips as she talks of taking her out of the picture, demands that she not make a fuss, and that she should go down easy. This painting a clear picture to the fae, as to just where the numbing sensation had come from..that this half elf was not here simply to give her a supporting hug, but was an enemy seeking to remove her from the fight!<br/><br/>Alura stares on in awe as Lilan's soft little lips spread and part, giving way to the bright pink interior of the half-elven woman's mouth. The glistening interior looking so soft, so pristine, so magical as Alura is forced to stand still, given no other option but to silently observe as tiny strands of saliva stretch and snap between the woman's blunted teeth, as her tongue lolls out, pressing hot beneath Alura's own chin, while giving her a spectacular view straight back into the inky blackness of the woman's throat. Alura had to admit, her mouth was attractive, from the softness of her lips, to the delightful pink hues of it's interior, the sweet smell of her breath, and the pleasant warmth that wafts out and against her face. If she where to ask for a kiss, Alura would have eagerly accepted, yet judging by what she'd said already, by the width at which she was gaping her maw... she clearly had something much deeper in mind. Yet even as she whispers the words that signified the beginning of a meal, as Alura's head is pushed forwards, feeling the softness of her lips spreading across her forehead, feeling her face being pushed into the heated interior of that mouth... she didn't believe it. While this sight was not completely unfamiliar to her, as she'd been able to admire the interior of Yumina's mouth before she'd been devoured... this was different. Her tongue was soft, wet, and pleasant, it did not bare the slightly rough texture of the predatory kitty... her teeth even where blunt and adorably human as Alura's eyes shift to take in their sight as they pass over the tops and bottoms of her heads. Surely these where not the teeth of a predator.... and even when her head is completely encased within the welcoming heat of her body, Alura does not sense the same dominance that she had while within Yumina, does not feel as if the elf is capable of making a meal of her.... after all she looked so much alike Alura, similar size, build, and apparent level of strength...surely she wasn't seriously going to eat her?<br/><br/>With her head encased within Lilan's mouth, Aluras heart racing in her chest as she gazes onwards at the pulsating, quivering flesh before her, looking intently upon the opening arch at the back of the woman's mouth, the point in which the ridged  sloped ceiling, the welcoming lapping tongue, and the soft pillowy pressure of her cheeks all seemed to silently demand her face to go. In her temporary paralysis the sight was even an inviting one, as she imagines how pleasant it would feel to have more of the woman's mouth around her....to feel the warmth of her lips spreading over every inch of her body.. and yet Anastasia still needed to be saved! This half-elf, was not a creature that should rightly eat her...if anything Alura should be making a meal out of her. The fairy's arms suddenly given life as the pink haired women hesitates in her attempt to devour her, likely caught up in the overwhelming combination of flavors that assail her human tongue. Either way Alura takes the opportunity to pull her head from between her lips, to quickly raise her pistol once more, immediately lining up a shot with the pig girl, who seems to have been temporarily fended off by Meera "No one attacks my sister...or my Meera!" she calls out in order to get the girl's attention, before channeling her magical energy into the second barrel just as she pulls the triggers. Sending a shot infused with electricity, as well as one with fire, straight into the armored combatant's body. An impossible shot if ever there was one, as the numbness that had only just left her body, combined with the hold of Lilan's arms made bringing her weapon to bare a tricky matter, and the closeness of the pig girl to her allies made matters even trickier, and yet Alura's desire to save her sister powers through it all, her shot finding it's mark as true as any shot could find.<br/><br/>So happy is she as the deafening boom resounds around her that she slumps in Lilan's arms. "Nothing personal cutie.....but no one stops me from shooting...." she whispers with a triumphant little grin. All the worry she'd previously had for her sister's well being rushing away in the instant her shot hits home, she sighing in relief as she'd defiantly resisted the elven woman's hold and protected both Anastasia, and Meera, even if the later may have not truly needed it! Even though she was still held in the woman's grasp, Alura seemed not to worry in that moment. She'd done what she desired to do, had protected and saved those she cared about yet again. Besides, she'd resisted the half-elve's attempt to swallow her already, and... fairy's where not for nums, this Alura knew, especially not nums a half elf should be having... and this woman did not seem much the predatory type.... so she'd simply have to deal with Lilan in turn....and who knows maybe the woman would decide it was best to be friends after all!<br/><br/><br/>Alura<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;">Using a swift action to enchance the second barrel of her pistol with +2 and a fiery enchantment expending scorching ray to do so. Then she'll use a standard to fire both barrels at Rendra despite the super penalties XD <br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/382308">grappled pews</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">2#1d20+3</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">17</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">23</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/382309">grappled pews (crit confirm)</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+3</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">16</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/382314">grappled pews dmg</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d8+1d6+3</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">10</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/382315">grappled pews dmg (crit)</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">4d8+1d6+12</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">36</span></div></div></div>