Erillia staggered backwards as the familiar feel of an offensive spell slammed into her.  With no way to ward it off or block it, all she could do was try to resist its effects.  She felt a wave of dizziness and fatigue wash over her, threatening to sap all the vigor from her muscles, but managed to force it back through a mix of will and experience.  Unfortunately, even as the dizzy tiredness faded, the vines moved in.<br/><br/>As they wrapped around her wrists and ankles she jerked at them, trying to break free.  Once again the slime of the vines seemed to work in her favour.  She managed to yank herself free and, discretion being the better part of valour, attempted to retreat once more.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Fort: At 2015-10-01 01:52:40, Jaded (uid: 39556) rolls: 1d20a5 Result: 21 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=80811)<br/>CM to escape: At 2015-10-01 01:57:41, Jaded (uid: 39556) rolls: 1d20a6 Result: 24 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=80812)<br/><br/>It's going fine so far. :-)  </div></div>