Invoking my<strong>Bardic Lore</strong>of a bestiary most unusual as I take a<strong>Hack and Slash</strong>at the ooze with my rapier which allows me to use my dexterity score instead resulting in a At 2016-07-05 23:34:23, Robyn Hood (uid: 15876) rolls: 2d6a1 Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=90007)!<br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i986.photobucket.com/albums/ae348/Stef82K/Private/Mermaid/tiina_09_zps6cnaas3l.jpg)</div>"Hrrrn!" a hard grunt comes from Lorelei's lips, her curvy figure moves artfully back with just enough strength to weave her way through whipping, grasping tendrils. It is quite an effort as it seems she is dancing among the black liquid, letting out a deep sigh as mouths try to hold onto her breasts, thier ample size pulled outward before the black lips pull away reluctantly. For the moment she thought she was safe and takes a tumble through the sand but the thing wasn't going to give up so easily and just as Lorelei was about to roll away she felt the tug on her clothes. The darker blue choker she wears stretches but the more diaphanous fabric tears away from it, leaving her with a harness the straps of which flap in the breeze and leaves her completely topless. She does flip away, coming up quickly on her feet hands on her hips, "Hey! Give that back!" leaning in slightly as her breasts somehow maintain their luscious shape even as they hang down. Her eyes widen though as the situation dawns on her and slaps her arm across her chest, eyes narrowing at the feminine form that takes shape before her.<br/><br/>Looking into the large white discs that serve as 'her' eyes, Lorelei senses the desire but winces at the alien sound that emanates from the goo. "Wha... what are you?" she asks out loud even as her mind races through all the stories and tales to see if she can recall anything that might fit her attacker's description. Instinctively she draws her rapier, needing only one hand for the elegant weapon, and steps back as it looms forward. Its inhuman smile and focus on the succulent flesh of Lorelei's pale mounds bulging above and below her arm letting the bard know it intends to feed again. She can only afford a moment's distraction, the lasciviously loud sounds the barbarian makes drawing a glance over at her. Seeing her struggling, just coming free from the crystal Lorelei breathes a sigh of relief only to notice the blackness swarming over Phelypsis' lower half with her hand stretched out. But Lorelei was facing her own peril from the ooze 'woman' and tried to act fast. She stood her ground as the thing come forward, using deft maneuvers to sidestep and slice through the black form. Hopefully buying time for the others to aid Phelypsis while she started to summon the Harmony within her to aid them.