To no avail, the threads of energy that Syla tried to grasp were fleeting and ephemeral. As a sorceress, she relied on instinct and feeling more than the structured learning and formulae of the more schooled magic users, a painter as compared to an engineer. It was a double edged weapon in a way, being able to add passion and fury to a spell, but also just a liable to fizzle with doubt and fear. Fear that now threatened to consume her.<br/><br/>Proportionally, the giant's movements were slow and deliberate, but that didn't stop the sinking feeling of Syla's gut from bottoming out as she swung skyward and was brought right next to his face. He licked his lips and momentarily Syla's screaming was muffled as he planted a sloppy wet kiss upon her face. To an observer, it might seem as if he were kissing a squirming doll that began to thrash harder as she fought for breathable air. The wide flat tongue slid and slid and kept sliding down Syla's face and over her chest and stomach, up and down, savoring the clean scent and taste of the terrified Sorceress. Her hair, normally combed long and straight, had cowlicks appear here and there. Ultimately, her abuse at his mouth culminated with a large ball of saliva as he globbed, literal gallons of it upon her. This hill giant was certainly no gentleman, even among whatever standards were held among his own kind.<br/><br/>Her humiliation was only beginning, though. In one hand, was Syla, in the other, the treetrunk meat stick of his throbbing cock.<strong>"Sma muller, träffa stor kuk! Heehehehehhhh."</strong><br/><br/>If Syla didn't do something quick, she was going to get a very intimate aquaintence with it...<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">That's fine for rolling, it keeps the game moving along and I'll agree with your justification for the DC 15.<br/>She's a bit more slippery now, with all that giant saliva about her, maybe the DC dropped to DC12 to escape now?<br/><br/>Quite the predicament, Syla is in.  ;)</div></div>