<hr/><br/>(https://i.imgur.com/8VErshZ.jpg)(https://i.imgur.com/T9bo4Ey.jpg)(https://i.imgur.com/jVwFWB0.jpg)<br/><br/>Location: Hallway<br/>Exits: Ooze Room, Descending Staicarse<br/><br/><br/>Tulira (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1947798) HP 12/12 | AC 16 | PP 13<br/>Sorine (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1947734) HP 10/10 | AC 18 | PP 15<br/>Lilin (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1947785) HP 8/8 | AC 15 | PP 11<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The trio managed to press into the room just in time, the approaching footsteps and chinking of armour slowing in pace and intensity as it reached the room beyond the door which the party hid behind. The three girls heard some talking beyond, but only Sorine recognised the tongue as Orcish.<br/><br/><strong>"...Gnolls... Activated... Dead... Perhaps sacrificed..."</strong>was all she could make out through the thick door, though the voice seemed to be approaching. The handle jiggled, and the door slowly crept open, as an orc's big ugly head peered into the room.<br/><br/><strong>"Everyone's dead,"</strong>the orc said back to his companions in his tongue, as he began to move into the room.<br/><br/>[Stealth] If trying to hide.<br/><strong>Tulira</strong>may make an attack on the first orc at advantage if she wishes.<br/>The party are unsure of how many others are with the first orc, his large body covering the doorway.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>(https://i.imgur.com/e3HFNBM.jpg)<br/><br/>Riku (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1947762) HP 10/10 | AC 14 | PP 13<br/><br/>Location: ???<br/>Exits: ???<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Riku leaps through the air, between idly waving tendrils as she tries to break free. With practiced skill she soars through the air, between the tendrils and seems to find safety. That is, until a tendril wraps around her ankle at the very last minute, bringing her crashing to the floor. She feels ooze-like tendrils beneath her as she lays splayed out across the floor, more and more oozey appendages wrapping around her lower limbs.<br/><br/>Most likely kicking and screaming, they drag the busty halfling back up onto the altar, smaller appendages beginning to squirm beneath her clothing against her soft flesh, digging in tightly while giving off a pleasant vibration.<br/><br/><strong>"Only those who are guilty flee," </strong>the voice boomed menacingly once more,<strong> "Perhaps we shall punish you for it"</strong>. At that, you feel the tendrils pressing outward, rips and tears sounding through the halflings clothing and armour as it eventually gives way to the force, bursting from her body in tatters.<br/><br/><strong>"Do not try to escape, or your punishment will be much more severe"</strong>, the voice warns once more as the tendrils return to your body, roaming and caressing as they explore the softness of her flesh.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Escaping</div><div class="spoiler_body">You may roll an athletics check to try and escape, however, to do so may bring conseqeunces</div></div>