Rayne loosed as the ghasts rushed towards her; by bad luck her first shot was stopped by a particularly thick wad of dried cum on the ghast's breast, the arrow remaining stuck here quivering. It lit up her target for her second attempt, which struck true: the arrow infused with holy light buried itself in the valley between the ghast's breasts, the shaft squeezed between the two mounds in a parody of a titfuck. The ghast gave a long wail and collapsed to the ground, unmoving.<br/><br/>Having already suspected the ghasts to be trapped players, Rayne might not have been as surprised as she could be when a name hovered about the fallen body, in the style reserved only for players - "Charlatania". She had no time to dwell upon it, though, because the other ghast was still coming at her, fast! "Cuuummm...." the low gutteral groan left its lips as it got right up in the half-elf's face, the full blast of its putrid stench assaulting her senses. Mouth wide and drooling old cum, it tried to capture Rayne's lips for a grotesque kiss, one which she thankfully managed to duck out of the way of, or she would have been on the receiving end of a particularly nasty snowball.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Remaining ghast moves adjacent to Rayne and attacks!<br/>Ghast attacks: 14, miss, thankfully! (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=69959)<br/><br/>Rayne has to make a DC 15 fortitude save or be sickened (–2 penalty on all attack rolls, weapon damage rolls, saving throws, skill checks, and ability checks) by the ghast's stench.<br/></div></div>