<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;">Eidolon: Wildshape recovers once per day after a rest of at least eight hours. As far as spells...technically, Chrrou should be unable to prepare anything in most of his slots because of <a class="postlink" href="http://www.d20srd.org/srd/magicOverview/divineSpells.htm#divineRecentCastingLimit">the eight hour rule</a>. But I'm not fond of that rule, so I'll look the other way ;3.<br/><br/>Misc. note: the Dexterous Tongue feat is now renamed to a more generic "Dexterous Maw."<br/><br/>New feat:<br/>Belly Crush [Vore]<br/>You know how to use your extra bulk to your advantage in close combat.<br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Prerequisite:</span></span> Improved Grapple, Predatory Instinct, three other vore feats<br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Benefit:</span></span> When grappling, you do not apply half your stuffed penalty to grapple rolls to initiate a grapple, to deal damage or to pin. In addition, against opponents that are your size or smaller you may instead apply your stuffed penalty as a <span style="font-style: italic">bonus</span>, up to a maximum bonus equal to half your BAB, to offensive grapple rolls and grapple damage. (example: medium pred with BAB +6 and stuffed penalty -4 would take no penalty to offensive grapple rolls; against foes that are medium or smaller they would get +3 grapple attack and +3 grapple damage) Vore checks and defensive grapple checks are unaffected by this feat.<br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Normal:</span></span> Characters apply half of their stuffed penalty to all grapple rolls.<br/><br/>(edit: revised feat)<br/><br/><br/><br/>Unfortunately, I lost my original list that recorded who is presently digesting whom. This is a reconstruction from memory; double check it for me.<br/><span style="color: olive"><span style="text-decoration: underline">[Eaten]</span><br/>Heshaar:    Worg B, Hobgoblin J<br/>Geno:        Nurkisi<br/>Sashi:        Gorgrah<br/>Rihyan:      Kalsh, Goblin B, Worg D and E and Hobgoblin A<br/>Kahmori:    Hisal</span><br/><br/><br/><br/>Check out these adorable chibi images by Allie.  <img alt=":D" src="./images/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" title="Very Happy"/> <br/><div class="inline-attachment">
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</div><br/><span style="color: green"><span style="text-decoration: underline">[Experience</span><br/>Alyssa: 47,500 xp +250 bonus  = 47,750 xp<br/></span><br/><br/><br/>Here's an idea: how about everyone describe their character's appearance. We already know generally what everyone looks like, but the details can be fuzzy after a hundred-and-fifty-two pages. You can repost their previous description or write a new one.</div></div></div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Sashi yaawwns broadly, her ears drooping. "Well I'm beat. I'm going to get some shut eye." she says.<br/>She looks over the loot. "Don't sort this without me. Or...at least leave me some good stuff."<br/>She grabs one of the masterwork cushions. "Night." she says, and goes to claim one of the beds.<br/><br/><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Takal wrote:</cite>"I'm here because I think I can make a difference. Life used to be simple, organized and relatively less troublesome. I trained in a high mountain monastery for many years out east up until about a year ago. Dragon activity forced many of the inhabitants to leave. My grandfather who has been raising me since my parents died many years ago went missing after one of the most recent dragon attacks. I am partially here because I need to find him, and wouldn't  be surprised if a dragon was behind this enormous scam upon the world denying it food, and forcing chaos upon its people. I'm here because I'm looking for answers and I'm here because the world can't survive like this. I'm no druid, but with a food chained tipped heavily towards those who eat others instead of greens, I know nothing good can come of this after too long. Balance needs to be restored if the world is to ever prosper again."</div></blockquote><br/>"..." Soma has no response.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"There are many who would deny this, but they are the ones who turn their backs on the world, and seek only to prosper on their own terms, just as inn's have innkeepers, and cities have guards, so does the world, and it is up to those people to make sure it doesn't fall into unlivable degradation due to the wishes of the powerful and greedy." </div></blockquote><br/>"That's heavy." says Soma, seemingly impressed.<br/><br/>"A mission like that...I don't envy you."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"I have been with this party for a while now, I have seen many of its members fall or take leave. I have seen brutality enacted towards them, as well as from them upon others. I took a vow that I would not carry or long for riches, and have been rewarded divinely as such. I need not eat or drink if i choose. I feel it allows me to see the situation differently then one who is bound to eat to survive, but when one doesn't need to eat, the view of the predator becomes completely different. I just hope I can enact some change into the minds of the corrupt, but if some hair needs to be tussled along the way, I have no problem with this."</div></blockquote><br/>"A vow..." says the tiefling skeptically. "To surrender material pleasures? Uh-huh."<br/>"That'll be a hard sell in the Free Kingdom, I'm afraid." she shrugs. "Up here, Hunger is a way of life."<br/><br/>Takal and Soma stand on two sides of a wide philosophical gulf:<br/>One is a simple honest monk, a benevolent ascetic who has liberated himself from the cycles of organic life to expand and heighten his consciousness.<br/>The other is a silver-tongued vagabond who has immersed herself those same carnal drives and learned how to use them to fulfill her desires.<br/>They represent opposite paths of self-improvement, yin and yang incarnate.<br/><br/><br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: underline"><span style="font-weight: bold">(the others arrive)</span></span><br/>"Hm?" says Soma, hearing the others in the main room. "They're back."<br/>"Did they find their dragon?" she wonders aloud.<br/><br/>She pops up from the chair and drifts into the center room.<br/><br/>"Heya!"<br/>Entering, she spots the bedraggled Geno. "He's in one piece!" she says with a laugh.<br/><br/><br/>"So what do you think of this place, eh? Pretty top-notch!"<br/>She vaults over the back of a couch<span style="font-size: 80%; line-height: 116%;">[Soma tumble DC 10: 1d20(6)+5=11]</span>and bounces on her back.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">*laughter*</span><br/>She lies still, her eyes sparkling as she admires the painted dome overhead. It depicts a stylized scene of fey creatures dancing to a satyr's music.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Lin clambers down from Rihyan's cargo, then walks to the broad stone hearth and sits to warm herself. She appears exhausted, but too anxious to consider sleeping.<br/><br/><br/><br/>Soma notices Lin. "Hey, you must feel pretty lucky. You were almost food."<br/><br/><br/>"...I<span style="font-style: italic">was</span>food u__u." replies Lin, deadpan.<br/><br/><br/>"The name's Somaline Ananda." says the reclining tiefling. "Call me Soma."<br/><br/>"...Lin. Lin Longtail."<br/><br/>"Pleased to meet you, Lin." says Soma with a sunny smile. "You make yourself at home here!"<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">&lt;&lt;bathroom&gt;&gt;</span></span><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Alyssa wrote:</cite>"I... ... ..."<br/><br/>"I'm sorry, Miss Jess, but I don't think I can accept your offer."<br/>"Please, don't be upset! I want to accept, but I'm not fully prepared for this- I need time to consider, to ensure that I'm doing this for the right reasons. Once I've spent more time with you, I'm sure I'll have a more satisfactory answer."</div></blockquote><br/>Jess blinks, then shrugs kindly. "'sup to you, hun. You can go ahead and ask me anytime. <3 :9 I'm never not hungry."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Besides, if you ate me right now, I'd taste like soap, wouldn't I?"</div></blockquote><br/>"Yeah...'spose so." she says, looking down at the floral-scented bath that is now starting to prune her fingertips.<br/>She looks to the empty corner of the room. "Yo, uh...getting out now?" she ventures.<br/>A fluffy, oven-stone warmed towel is lifted from a shelf by transparent hands and brought over to the bathside.<br/>"Heh." Jess laughs with amusement.<br/>She dunks under the water to rinse the last suds from her hair, then gathers herself up out of the bath and into the waiting towel.<br/><br/><br/>Once dry, she looks over at the door--and bristles with alarm.<span style="font-style: italic">"Gone!"</span><br/>She grabs the nearest servant by his semi-corporeal neck and brings him to within an inch of her face, fangs bared. "<span style="font-weight: bold">Where's my stuff?</span>"<br/><br/>"Cleaned for m'ladies! As requested."<br/><br/>Jess notices the neatly folded pile on a nearby table. "...Oh."  She releases the servant, who vanishes into steam.<br/>"Oh yeah. That." she says with a look at Alyssa. "Sneaky little things...Didn't notice them take it..."<br/><br/><br/>She re-dons her (now crisp and spotless) garment, paying no attention to where Alyssa's eyes may wander. She leaves her boots off, and carries them with her out of the bathroom.<br/><br/>In the central room she plops down on the couch next to Soma.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 60%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-style: italic">*BREEE</span>BR<span style="font-style: italic">BR</span>BR<span style="font-style: italic">*</span></span>comes a muffled sound from Chrrou's torso, which Chrrou hears as<span style="font-style: italic">"Let me out! I'm don't like small spaces!"</span><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Minndrillia wrote:</cite>"Pardon me. Now that everyone's accounted for, and we have private quarters, I need to talk to you about... my current situation. Lin, this concern's you as well."<br/><br/>She cringed as she said her next words, expecting them not to bode well with the tired travelers. "Also, we... may have to step out one more time tonight."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Huh?" says Lin, her ears bolting upright and her tail poofing out in alarm.<span style="font-style: italic">"Do I have to do something? I don't have any money..."</span><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>After several minutes of feeble wriggling and kneading from within, Geno and Kahmori's heavy meals finally settle. The western foxtaurs' lives end with loud gurgles.