Erillia was starting to get frustrated with the harness she wore, and not for the first time, thought of trying to rip it off.  She doubted it would be that easy, and would prefer to do so somewhere safer... but it was hard to focus with the constant taunting of the strap.  Her breathing was ragged, her body covered in sweat and other substances, her feet aching.  Her eyes were half-lidded as she trudged along, hoping she might find somewhere to rest, but knowing that it was unlikely there would be anywhere truly safe in this realm.<br/><br/>She saw only a flicker of movement before the vines were on her, wrapping themselves tightly around her arms and legs.  She let out a shout of surprise, realizing only after the fact that it may not be wise to draw attention to herself, even as she yanked and twisted in an attempt to escape their grasp.  The moisture and sweat on her skin was perhaps the key, allowing herself to slide free of the tightly bound vines and stumble a few feet back the way she came, breathing heavily, wishing she had a blade to defend herself with.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Perception: At 2015-09-08 20:55:00, Jaded (uid: 39556) rolls: 1d20a-1 Result: 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=79923)<br/><br/>Escape Grapple: At 2015-09-08 20:58:38, Jaded (uid: 39556) rolls: 1d20a7 Result: 27 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=79924)</div></div>