<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Evelyn</div><div class="spoiler_body">AC:18 HP 30/39 -4 STR</div></div><br/>Avoiding the blows of her assailant with ease Evelyn continues to mount her own assault, not wanting to waste any time getting past the zombie ogre.  Her blows start coming a bit sloppy though, perhaps from fatigue or overzealousness on her part. Still, she tries to keep on pressing the attack, not wanting to give her foe any quarter whatsoever.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Attacks</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack 1: 15 to hit, 9 damage, 12 radiant damage<br/>Attack 2: Nat 1 to hit</div></div><br/><br/>Captain Maryell continued to struggle, but she had no strength to throw off her assailant, who continued to breed her like she was some sort of beast. She did what she could, trying to drag herself out from under him, but he held her firmly in his grip , preventing her from moving at all. Added to that humiliation was the goblins gleefully pleasuring themselves while watching her debasement. The wetness inside her didn't help matters. Once the initial pain of her violation faded she shamefully found herself weakened a bit as she actually felt pleasure at this unholy coupling. Try as she might she can't help but let a little moan escape.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Captain's Shame</div><div class="spoiler_body">Saving throw:2</div></div>