Callea nodded to Kabuno at his explanation - very reasonable not to disturb the students, though he had been rather vague on what he had found that was so troubling.  But that just piqued her curiosity.  The Priestess was content to go along, and strongly approved of not troubling anyone unnecessarily.<br/><br/>Both women followed the passage indicated... the blonde did note idly that the passage didn't seem so very old, as if it had been used more recently than some other parts of the cellars, but she didn't have any particular experience in such things.  Perhaps she'd ask later... but for now the sight of the pentagram pushed any other thoughts away from her.  She hissed a little, frowning.  "That's an evil thing, clearly.  It's a good thing you found it, Principal."  She listened to his instructions, then nodded.  "That sounds good... absolutely, let's waste no time."  Callea agreed, and the two women moved to the indicated positions.<br/><br/>The two stood to either side, channelling their respective energies into the circle.  This was not like anything they'd done before... Callea had a little experience with summoners, though not enough to recognize the discrepancies between Kabuno's words and his actions.  Gamely, helpfully, the two poured their magic into the circle, giving all of their strength to safely disperse this danger - or so they thought.  It was taking everything they had... all their mystical or arcane power, but still they tried, pushing everything they had into that circle, to Kabuno's delight.  Neither was holding anything back, and he merely had to make sure that both were drained around the same time, to end with neither woman having the power to cast so much as a<em>light</em>to protect themselves, all that power channeled into the twisted ends of Kabuno.<br/><br/>All their efforts seemed to have worked when the circle abruptly vanished - but Caella cocked her head to the side, looking where it had been.  Something definitely wasn't right, but before she could voice her concerns, there was a squeal from the Priestess.  A flash of movement, and tentacles were all over her, racing up her legs and under her robes, easily working around her hands that feebly tried to block their progress.  In a moment more the Priestess was suspended in the air, held up by tentacles that squirmed around her limbs, encircled and squeezed her breasts, and pressed against her sex.  The Priestess' cries of alarm softened ... and shockingly quickly, thanks to all the energy she had contributed to the incubus, her voice grew confused, then she began to pant, still struggling, but with a new sensation beginning to build inside her, one she had no experience with at all.<br/><br/>Callea took a step toward the Priestess, hands curling into fists, but she had no magic to use against those tentacles.  She hadn't brought her weapons, regrettably, and for once she was at a loss.  "Kabuno!  Help her... I have no strength left.  Quickly!"<br/><br/>And he was doing something - surely he was casting something to send those tentacles, that incubus back where it had come from.  But when his spell was complete - she recognized it for what it was, and of course she assumed it was to be used against the tentacles.  But... she herself could not move!  Callea could just move her eyes, turning them to Kabuno again, questions in her expression that she could not utter.<br/><br/>A kitsune!  Her eyes widened, and she strained to move, but she was held so perfectly still... it was a shockingly effective spell.  It would expire, and then she might do something... though in her current state, her best move would be to run upstairs, and get weapons.  But as her eyes flicked to the door, she saw men... so many men!  All naked...and her mind jumped to their likely intent.  Horrified, she could do nothing as the potion was poured down her throat, as she was forced to swallow.  Some spilled around her lips and ran down her chin, but almost all made it in, and she heard Kabuno's words with dread.  She just had to hope she could resist the effect... but she could not resist the men.<br/><br/>As they began to enjoy themselves, the potion seemed to be having an effect, for she found their crude efforts terribly effective.  "No!   No, leave me alone... Kabuno, please!  What are you... ohhh.... what are you doing?"<br/><br/>Nearby, the Priestess was groaning, and still pulling against the tentacles that held her, but she lacked the strength to break free.  She felt the strange, seductive feelings growing within her, and panicked, realizing she was losing control.  "no.... "  she took a deep breath, and let out a piercing, desperate scream: "Help!  Anyone!"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Much, much too far away, Yolande was making her circuit of the village ... it was mostly discouraging.  As the Ranger said, these hobgoblins were defending themselves well ... this would be a terrible assault if an army tried to take the village.  And how could she get in?  She was still thinking she would have to climb over the wall, when the two warriors came across the surprising scene at the rear gate.  Yolande glanced at the Ranger, then looked more carefully at the guards.<br/><br/>They were sprawled all about, and clearly drunk!  She drew close to the Ranger, and listened as he expressed his own surprise.  It was a wonderful opportunity for sure.<br/><br/>She whispered urgently.  "They must have stumbled across a new source of liquor... maybe their leader isn't paying close attention?  This is my chance..."  The Ranger had some good advice about what she might find inside the village.  "Perfect.  I'll go in right away, while these fools remain dead-drunk.  Please keep an eye out here, I'll be bringing the prisoners through this gate."<br/><br/>She had often found luck running her way, in her past adventures... it was appropriate that it should do so again.  Slipping up to the gate, Yolande stuck the black blade of her weapon in the soil, scrambled easily up to the parapet, then reached down and retrieved her weapon, tipping over to the inside of the wall and dropping quietly down.  It was just as well her armour, despite the metal pieces, was wonderfully quiet - one advantage of having the metal pieces far apart she supposed, unlike proper full plate.  With a wary eye at the slumbering hobgoblins ... she didn't consider killing them in their sleep, but even with hobgoblins, she would never do such a thing unless she had no choice at all ... she began to creep in, eyes wide for any patrols.  She headed towards the Church... the women and children would no doubt be slower, and once they began to leave through the gate, she could move to release the men.