<div class="floatright"><div align="center"><strong>Ungrath</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=283007.msg13921610#msg13921610)</div>(https://i.imgur.com/txRkijR.png)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Quick stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>HP:</strong> 366/432 <strong>AC:</strong>52 <strong>Ini:</strong>+13 (rolled 28)<br/><strong>Base Attack/Grapple:</strong>    +16/+73<br/><strong>Spot</strong>+26, <strong>Listen</strong>+26<br/><strong>Saves:</strong>    Fort +39, Ref +33, Will +49<br/>Dark Vision 60ft, Mindsight (300'ft)<br/><strong>Buffs:</strong> Soulmelds active as in CS and 1 essentia in each, Enlarge self, Bite of the Wererat, Force of Will Aura, unholy aura</div></div></div></div></div><br/>Ungrath looked at Vholdran's minion, for a moment judging her now that she had time. There was beauty in her other than the appearance too, a composed and controlled mannerism. Vholdran had himself quite the little diplomat. Ungrath felt a little jealous, but let it slide.<strong>"Humm... I had assumed they would be here by now. I know. Most of us wish dearly to see her in agony. Knowing the depth of their longing for her breaking I would not deprive it. Her men? I picked up four. Rest were lucky. They are chained in my chambers. I could bring out one or two..."</strong><br/><br/>Distinctly human steps padding on cold stone of Vholdran's dungeon drew Ungrath's attention to Syncope and her master as it spoke to their minds. Her tentacles curled, attempting to contain her anticipation. She agreed, watching with amusement the hair rufflement.<strong>"Mmmhh... She has a lot more fallen to see. You. Her men. Her man. Herself. All will crumble,"</strong>Ungrath promised Solana, approaching to hover above the Solar with her massive frame. Her growing smile stayed on their prisoner as she answered the two allies,<strong>"Indeed."</strong>Without much anger showing one of her tentacles reached out and slowly wrapped tight around Solana's neck. It moved tightening. The tip climbed a slimy trail against the angel's cheek and forced itself into her mouth, tongue, and down her throat. Ungrath kept the pressure on the neck growing at a calm relaxed pace much alike that at which a human would drown.<br/><br/>In feeling the gagging reflex and gasps for air she purred with pleasure,<strong>"Hmmmrr... Wonderful. Savor this Solana - the struggle and will to fight. Savor them. Try to bite, yeess, good. Trash."</strong>Ungrath's humanoid face reached out with one frail white arm to caress the angel's cheek with her comparatively tiny fingers.<strong>"Wonder how long until you will find pleasure and purpose in being drowned by me?"</strong>Likely not anytime soon. To such extent Ungrath enjoyed the involuntary gasps and spasms in the throat that she shifted the tentacle to aside, allowing Solana to wheeze one half-breath through. Eventually, strangulation would subdue her. The tendril withdrew and released its hold.<br/><br/><strong>"I think no pretending necessary. She is an angel. She could never predict a pixie's whimsy in life. She would not predict ours now. Now little friend, will you crawl in her?"</strong>Ungrath asked telepathically (speaking to them both), turning to Nyag'thon. She moved two tentacles over to rest on Syncope's shoulders and maneuvered slowly behind her. Ungrath pushed the naked paladin forward as she inched closer, her similarly sized translucent frame pressing its legs, abs, and breasts against the paladin's back from above. Their touch was cold, wet, and a little slimy.<strong>"How much can your servant take? If you are switching now, shall we break this one?" </strong>Ungrath made sure that Syncope heard it as well.<br/><br/>Her tentacles began to take a firmer hold of the human, wrapping around her arms and legs. She held them wide apart as her smaller humanoid arms reached out to grope and feel the human body as if it was some alien object, squeezing face and tit with equal curiosity.<strong>"Humm... Any way? I suppose you shall do then. You shall speak frankly then. And you should awaken!"</strong><br/><br/>Ungrath threw out a clawed tentacle to give the angel a vile slap on the cheek. Seeing her eyes open she returned to hug Syncope. Her eyes moved to Vholdran's scantily clad servant.<strong>"She must be confused. Poor thing, forgotten now in Abyss. I speak of course of the angel. This pet here knows her place." </strong>One arm hefted and pinched the paladin's breast to demonstrate that it was so.<strong>"There is much for the new one to learn. These two are alike - were alike. There is much for the pet to teach, yes? But to begin they need something to connect. Perhaps introductions and emotions? Tell her little pet, how she too will beg to be a slave to our whimsies."</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">In case it is needed here is Bluff check to conceal the plan from Solana. She awakens her once Nyag'thon has had enough time to assume direct control.<br/><br/>At 2018-03-23 13:11:51, Ungrath (uid: 29273) rolls: 1d20a33 Result: 43 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=116207)</div></div>