<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/C1Zep3S.jpg)</div><strong>Sabisstra Melafin</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=927855)<br/><br/>The assassin panted and her heart raced still when the rush of ecstasy left her, reveling in the desperate shafting she got. Her hands slipped to her belly where Tavin's softening cock rested and massaged it to draw every last drop from his organ. She expected him to leave more of a mess on her, but then it dawned her that she was dripping with more than her own juices. She touched her slit that was leaking his cream, globs of thick goo dripping from her noble born cunt that was now filled to the brim. She sighed and let her head fall back as she stared to the ceiling. She let the human lowlife male ruin her! She cold only hope she would not get pregnant with his child. She had no intention of taking any of the food the slaves got here, but now she might have no choice. Even if it was drugged, it was likely mixed with contraceptives as well...<br/><br/>"Ngh~ You came so much... Whatever am I to do now...?" she moaned, if only to play her role in this degrading deception to the end sooner, while the big warrior nestled up to her and enjoyed feeling her up some more before finally leaving. The glimmer of the small gem did not escape her sharp eyes, and while Tavin was turning to pull his breeches back on she sat up at the edge of the bed and lashed out with a slender leg quickly and snatched it up with her toes, pulling it under the bed. When the warrior turned back to her she smiled weakly as if she was testing her legs. "Oh Tavin, I will walk like a drunk for days after this..." As if! He wasn't<em>that</em>good!<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Taking the gem</div><div class="spoiler_body">Sleight of hand  18+18=36 wow!</div></div><br/>She did not expect the warrior to return, not really. It was always good if he did, but he seemed like a dumb idiot through and through, so easily fooled by womanly charms and fake giggles. He was even more of an idiot for engaging in deals with tanar'ri demons! As little as Sabisstra knew of the planes and their residents, she learned enough of the priestesses of lolth to know that demon deals were never more than one-sided. A devil could be bartered with, agreeing upon term of a contract, but demons had no rules to bind them. She entertained no hopes that Tavin would survive this mission. At least he spent his coin well, better than he could have known. Not only did he get the best fuck of his life, he had a piece of drow noble pussy, what should have been an honor for him...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Identifying the gem</div><div class="spoiler_body">Spellcraft 13+3=16... so she gets the first tier of information.</div></div><br/>After he left her, she took out the gem to examine it. It was certainly magical, and seemed to have been bound to another plane. Which one, she couldn't tell nor if its purpose was to summon a creature or open a gateway, but either of those options seemed favorable to her. She had to hide the magical aura from others however, so she opted to swallowing the small gem for now. She was disciplined enough to draw it back up from her stomach using certain exercises and muscle contractions, but for now her own body and spell resistance would have to mask the aura it radiated.<br/><br/>Sabisstra took little pride in the words of praise the madame offered her, but did appreciate a bath to scrub off the male's filth from her body. It took some effort to push and scrape all his come from her pussy, and she made sure to drink two full cups of the wine made available for the slaves... hopefully it was spiced with contraceptive!<br/><br/>She circulated the brothel after finding some exotic clothes to wear, near-transparent silk that hung from her loosely, but obscured her charms, if only to stroke the flames of the guests imagination and lust. She observed how the patrons and the slaves behaved, and her soon found her prey, capable looking patrons who seemed like they traveled a lot. She gave a few blowjobs, just as sensual and erotic as her recent one, and bathed some of the guests, her skilled fingers taking them to new heights of pleasure. She toyed around but didn't repeat her mistake of letting anyone in her pussy again that day... By the time she finished off her third man, she knew everything she could possibly get from guests.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Gathering info</div><div class="spoiler_body">Whoring herself out some more to gather info... via sucking cocks and giving handjobs to the right people!<br/>Diplomacy roll (with alluring!) 14+12=26, so she finds out all tiers of rumors.<br/>She also rolls a measly 3 on spellcraft so has no real idea on why she can't leave the house, even though she suspects it must be the collar. It's the only thing on them after all!</div></div><br/>When she had enough, Sabisstra slipped off to her quarters before her...roommates returned from their duties. She would have to find out more of them soon, but for now there was something she wanted to try, and she had to be alone to do it. She concentrated on the collar, trying to suppress its effects and get out of it while the enchantment was dispelled!<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Experiment</div><div class="spoiler_body">Using dispel magic on the collar: 8+8=16 vs DC 20... can't suppress its properties right now, but would have followed up with either escape artist or disable device to try and get out of it. Not to run away immediately, just to know that she's able to do it when it will matter!</div></div><br/>The assassin lacked the mental strength to go through with it right now however, and she sighed in disappointment. Another time...<br/><br/>Not having anything better to do until she was called on again, she walked back to the commons, looking for Nazura in particular. If she really was a priestess, she could be of use to her... she had questions and fabricated a few stories to get the other drow on her side, and she needed someone who could cast spells for her. Little 'Sabal' was well on her way.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Talking to Nazura</div><div class="spoiler_body">Bluff: 16+13=29 aided by another 2 points from knowledge (religion) 4+7=11 (just made it phew!) to tell her a story reinforcing the already established lie that she worked with priestesses before and had "security measures" so the clerics would never be without their holy symbols. However, she won't give this information for free and wants to be 'friends' in exchange, also asking what god(ess) Nazura was serving and wanting to know what she found out about their situation, whereabouts and the other drow. Of course Sabrissa doesn't expect the full truth, or even much truth given under the circumstances, but she'll try to gauge the other woman's trustworthiness. 16+19-10=25 on sense motive.</div></div>