<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bc/Belanor.jpg)</div><strong>Dask</strong><br/><strong>Current Identity:</strong>Mirodas<br/>Changeling Alienist<br/><strong>HP:</strong>51/51 ;<strong>Status:</strong>Under the effects of Extended<em>Greater Mage Armor</em>, Extended<em>Greater Magic Weapon</em>, Extended<em>Resist Energy</em>x5 (Resist 20 vs Acid, Cold, Electricity, Fire, Sonic), Extended<em>Tongues</em>, Extended<em>Water Breathing</em>,<em>Overland Flight</em><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells Memorized (CL 10, DC 15 + spell level)</div><div class="spoiler_body"><ul class="bbc_list"><li>5th (3/day + 1) - <em>Baleful Polymorph, Feeblemind, Greater Blink</em>(Spell Compendium)<em></em> + <em>Wall of Stone</em></li><li>4th (4/day + 1) - <em>Charm Monster, Mordenkainen's Black Tentacles, Polymorph, Polymorph</em> + <em>Dimension Door</em></li><li>3rd (4/day + 1) - <em>Haste, Haste, Shrink Item, Unluck</em>(Spell Compendium) + <em>Stinking Cloud</em></li><li>2nd (5/day + 1) - <em>Invisibility, Mirror Image, Mirror Image, Rope Trick, Web</em> + <em>Glitterdust</em></li><li>1st (6/day + 1) - <em>Grease, Nerveskitter</em>(Spell Compendium)<em>, Ray of Clumsiness</em>(Spell Compendium)<em>, Shield, True Strike, True Strike</em> + <em>Benign Transposition</em></li><li>0th (4/day + 1) - <em>Detect Magic, Detect Magic, Launch Item</em>(Spell Compendium)<em>, Prestidigitation</em> + <em>Caltrops</em>(Spell Compendium)</li></ul></div></div><hr/><br/>Though he was the one who had first suggested that they all retire to the shared bedroom together, Dask was finding that the result was a social situation that he wasn't entirely sure how to navigate.  He knew what his own goals were in this situation, or at least what he most immediately needed to do.  Reigning his angel in was the first major goal, and putting Delaiah to use had been his initial plan for that.  Unfortunately, as far as the company he was in went, he was getting... mixed messages on whether or not such acts would be tolerated.  The warrior who was currently restraining the angel seemed far too focused on the angel needing to make sure that she had the Alluran's permission before she sated her own desires any further, to the point that the changeling was fairly certain that he hadn't yet realized that the provocatively-dressed woman was a slave.  This left the wizard uncertain of how the warrior would react when he did find out, and therefore not certain of what he could do in his current company.<br/><br/>Adding to that uncertainty, the Silverfish certainly didn't seem to see any problem in taking obvious physical liberties with his own slave.  And as he did so, he also launched into an explanation of the business that their group had apparently been discussing when the angel had decided to take Delaiah and crash the party, business involving a band of sky pirates, a rogue mage, and magical property stolen straight from the Arcane Order's vaults.  That was interesting news, and the changeling would certainly have taken the time to think over the other mage's offer of joining their group on the job to confront the pirates and take the stolen property back, but right at the moment, it was more of a distraction pulling him away from what he most immediately needed to accomplish.<br/><br/>Things ultimately came to a head when the angel decided to turn the tables on the warrior and tempt him to fulfill the needs that she was being kept from fulfilling with the Alluran, and at that point, as the two of them went crashing off into the bathroom, the changeling could only let out an exasperated sigh.<br/><br/>"Right. That's quite enough of that."  Chanting a<em>Polymorph</em>spell, the changeling's body began to change and grow, the fair, smooth skin of his current elven guise warping and darkening, turning green and slightly knobby.  His jaw expanded out, his teeth rose to points, his hair darkened to a shaggy black, his muscles bulged as his entire body grew much larger...  Having taken on the form of a troll, he lumbered over to the bathroom door, elongated arms reaching in to grab at his angel's arms, dragging her off of the warrior's body and starting to pull her towards one of the beds.  "My apologies, Silverscale, but I'll need you to give me some time before I can give you an answer.  The two women currently in my company are both my slaves, and as you can see, I have some disciplinary issues I need to see to before I can hear out any job offers."<br/><br/>The floor creaked and groaned beneath his new form's weight as his powerfully-muscled arms dragged the angel over to the bed.  If circumstances had been different, if the angel had been in control of herself at the time, he wouldn't have intervened.  If she wanted to be a little celestial slut when she came to her senses, he wouldn't particularly mind, so long as her indulgences didn't become a problem for him.  In fact, he might even ask her to share, if it was at a time when he was taking on a female form.  While the angel was still out of her mind, however, he had already resolved that there wasn't going to be any penetration of her by anybody but himself.  This was largely because she eventually was going to regain her sanity, and when she did, he wanted to have as many options open for manipulating her to his own ends as possible.  Making sure that he was the only lover that she had ever known, or at least that her only other lovers were people who belonged to him, like Delaiah, was one such option he wanted to keep in place.  As a result, he was quite firm in pushing his angel down onto the bed and pinning her in place with one massive, gnarled green hand grasping her neck, and the work of the other was accompanied by the sound of tearing fabric as he exposed her lower body as quickly as possible.<br/><br/>"Delaiah, come here."  The changeling's voice held little patience as he gestured for the Alluran to approach.  Leaning in, his next command was spoken more quietly, mostly for the angel's ears.  "Spread your legs, slut.  Your master is very upset with you right now."<br/><br/>Once Delaiah was within arms' reach, Dask didn't waste any time reaching out, his free hand taking a firm grip on the back of her head and pulling her in close.  She would soon find herself pressed down, her face buried between the disguised celestial's legs, held in place with the inhuman strength of the troll-form that the changeling had taken on.  He was fairly confident that he wouldn't need to tell her what to do from here, though that wasn't stopping him from continuing to hold her head down, forcing her to continue to service the angel without letting either of the women up at all.