Her eyes narrowed slightly. He could see thru her spell... Damn it! Opening her mouth to say something, she was interrupted by the loud cackling laugh of a group of drunken gnolls. Looking over, she saw a table full of gnoll soldiers pawing at one of the pregnant women. Their blunt claws catching on her clothes. Several were rubbing their crotches in a suggestive way. "Drinks! More drinks!" The largest one shouts in a drunken slur.  From the bar, the innkeeper yells, "Girl, Halisstra! Tend to their drinks!"<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, Halisstra spoke quietly to Seer, "I'll be right back', and stood. The small woman hurried to the bar, Drawing several pitchers of foaming ale. Unseen from the room, Halisstra took a tiny vial and poured a drop in each pitcher. Then  put the vial back and carried the ale out to ther gnolls. They grabbed the pitchers, chugging them quickly. The pregnant woman was on the lap of one, his paw up her skirt. Feeling her roughly. One male, younger than the rest grabbed Halisstra's ass. Pulling her to him, she struggles, using her powers to seen uninviting.<br/><br/>It worked. The male let her go and all of them quickly drained the pitchers. Halisstra straightend her skirts and apron. Tending to several more orders as the liquid she'd put in the ale started to work. One gnoll, then another, stopped. They'd been rubbing themselves. The woman on her knees fellating them, when their cocks, hard as stone suddenly drooped and no matter whaty they tried, were unable to revive to hardness.<br/><br/>Orcs, goblins and an ogre pointed and laughed at the now limp gnolls. They stood, fastening their pants or lowering their kilts and snarling, left in a pack.  The small woman helped the pregnant woman to her feet and to the bar. Then she finished the orders and retutned to Seer's table. Sitting down in the chair she'd sat  in before. Softly, "I hate those beasts...."