<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/W0yAQ5J.png)<br/><div align="center"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>HP</strong>: 16/20</td><td><strong>Xp</strong>: 1/8</td><td><strong>Load</strong>: 7/10</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Coin</strong>: 9</td><td><strong>Armor</strong>: 1</td><td><strong>Prep</strong>: 2/3</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Damage</strong>: D8</td><td><strong>Quarrels</strong>: 2</td><td> </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Str</strong>: 9 (+0)</td><td><strong>Dex</strong>: 16 (+2)</td><td><strong>Con</strong>: 12 (+0)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Int</strong>: 15 (+1)</td><td><strong>Wis</strong>: 13 (+1)</td><td><strong>Cha</strong>: 8 (-1)</td></tr></tbody></table></div><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Inventory</div><div class="spoiler_body"><ul class="bbc_list"><li type="disc">Dungeon rations (5 uses, 1 weight)</li><li type="disc">Leather armor (Worn, 1 armor, 1 weight)</li><li type="disc">Personal arsenal (2 weight)</li><li type="disc">Crossbow (Near, piercing 1, reload, 2 weight) and Quarrels (3 ammo)</li><li type="disc">Rapier (Close, precise, 1 weight)</li><li type="disc">Strange reagent ingredients</li><li type="disc">Leather skin with strange drawings</li><li type="disc">Cloudy-eyed ring</li><li type="disc">Coin pouch, looted from an orc</li></ul></div></div></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Aeryn Verkai (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316350.msg15272947#msg15272947)</span><br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Aeryn did not want to get in the bag. Not one bit, she was expecting mountains of corpses, maybe a few children that were still alive. Whatever else was in it was guaranteed to be just plain bizarre. Maybe a mountain of coal or something.<br/><br/>But... As much doubt as she had in the plan working, there was nothing else immediately striking as a good way to get up there. It wasn't unlikely there was another way, but they were kind of in a hurry. Just as possible the elves just used magic or ladders to hang their tapestries.<br/><br/>And with that, she gave Krampus one last skeptical glare - They both knew she just wanted to put something in her bag. But whatever, she stepped in and found herself sinking into the bag, into what felt like a lot of nothingness. It gave her shudders, she couldn't imagine how it would be to stay in it for more than a little bit. It wasn't<em>uncomfortable</em>but it wasn't pleasant either. In a prison you could at least see something, as she sank in she felt her foot standing on top of something. Quickly realizing that she was probably standing on Val's shoulder, she quickly pulled her foot back and let herself sink further in, until finally the sinking sensation disappeared. And, with the tightness of the bag, she was unmistakably close to Val, she could feel their breast pushing together, and one of her legs pushed up between Val's, just like how one of Val's legs were between her own. In the absence of space, she found her hands pushed towards Val's hips as well, and while not strictly necessary she let them move over to Val's ass, giving it a little squeeze. Call it payback for the pervy squirrel, though to be fair she just kind of wanted to do it.<br/><br/><strong>"Little intimate in here,"</strong>she said, looking straight at what she could only assume to be Val, it certainly felt like it if nothing else.<strong>"Less unpleasant than I expected though."</strong>