<div class="floatright">(https://i.postimg.cc/4NGCqc6g/ae8f46fa01f710c33ffcb693f36777d7.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><hr/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Armor:</strong></td><td>0</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Hit points:</strong></td><td>25</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Damage:</strong></td><td>d6</td></tr></tbody></table><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Str:</strong></td><td>16</td><td>[+2]</td><td><strong>Dex:</strong></td><td>13</td><td>[+1]</td><td><strong>Con:</strong></td><td>15</td><td>[+1]</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Int:</strong></td><td>08</td><td>[-1]</td><td><strong>Wis:</strong></td><td>09</td><td>[+0]</td><td><strong>Cha:</strong></td><td>12</td><td>[+0]</td></tr></tbody></table><hr/></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Mazz Merrytongue (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318428.msg15339377#msg15339377)</span><br/><strong>Action:</strong>Mazz Explores the Dining Room<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Mazz let go of the rope as Nin tackled into her breasts face first. She tensed herself, bracing for the impact even as she felt Nin's grip sink into her spongy flesh. They slammed into the horse trough in a blast of water and splinters. There was no time for any real suspense to build up about whether they were okay or not, because Mazz started giggling uncontrollably from the wreckage. Still cradling Nin, she scooted her mass up into a sitting positon. She gave the village Headman a triumphant look, offering him a heart felt and exuberant thumbs up. This was made disconcerting by the fact that a two foot plank of wood from the trough had been shoved through the slime girl's head.<br/><br/>Nin pulled herself free of the mass, commenting "Didn't think ya went after rotten drink Mazz. Ya alright? Didn't hurt yourself with the fall did ya?"<br/><br/>Apparently oblivious and with nothing upstairs to injure in the first place, she turned her attention back to Nin, the plank still wedged firmly through her head, "I'm fine! I... Rotten drink?! I am what I drink and you all started buying cheap wine! Never mind the fact that this place served swill! I'll have you know that I am NEVER coming back to this tavern again!" Her point was punctuated by the crash of the roof as it collapsed in on itself, as if in some way the establishment was agreeing with her position entirely.<br/><br/>Thankfully, the townsfolk close to them were more engaged with staring at Nin's performance than listening to Mazz. The glob Nin had spat out crept back towards the main mass, flopping about over the gravel with impressive alacrity. The slime stooped over to pick it up as it stretched and shaped itself into a pair of soft lips resting atop her fingertips. Mazz gave a furtive glance around to make sure no one was looking before she planted it against her own mouth, shuddering wantonly from the Nin residue. One child, too far away from puberty to be interested in Nin happened to watch the display as Mazz stole the indirect kiss, and he chimed in, "That's gross... and weird. It's been on the ground."<br/><br/>"Listen here, you little turd dumpling, you should be in bed. And if you look anything like your dad, your mom definitely licks way dirtier things! RAWR!" The slime made a face, her mouth opening impossibly wide and sending the boy running off crying. Mazz turned her attention back to Nin, playing a game in her mind of connect the dots with the freckles on the monster girl's ass. A lewd hunger grew in the ooze girl, BUT she already had a full dance card for the night. And she would have plenty of opportunities to taste Nin's pleasures...<br/><br/>Mazz reluctantly broke her gaze free and searched the crowd for Tem and Scarlet. It was then that she realized they were no where to be found. She shoved her way past to the place where she had left Tem, and squatted down like a ranger to examine the tracks. Though Mazz did not know him well, she was reasonably certain that the two imprints in the dirt were almost certainly the ass cheeks of a man of his age and build. She also could detect the slight hint of burning soot and sulfur that seemed to follow the Immolator around, although that might have just been the smell of Marm's dreams and livelihood burning. Still, it would be child's play for even the most basic of trackers to find them!<br/><br/>Mazz was not a tracker. A single thought penetrated her mind more painfully than the bit of wood still wedged between her eyes, and that was...<br/><br/>**** The morning after *****<br/><br/>"BETRAYAL! He had two testicles and I called dibs on one of them! I can't believe you gave it away to some backwoods peasant!" Mazz complained, keeping a few paces behind Scarlet, both for the view and because she had learned that a few paces head start was always best, in case their Immolator decided to lob a little hurt her way, "... I'm not mad. I'm just disappointed. And horny... maybe a little hungry too. But mostly disappointed!" She kept them abreast of her situation as they headed towards the estate, "Now more hungry... Back to disappointed... still there... still there... Back to hungry."<br/><br/>She had considered taking advantage of the unconscious giantess or the freckled brute. Nothing too unseemly, of course, just borrowing a little friction on a lonely night. But the townspeople had put them up in a church and that made the feng shui all wrong for molestation. Mazz was an exhibitionist when people were involved, but she wasn't sure she wanted the gods watching her mid-fellatio. Besides which, she was still a little embarrassed that no one had told her about the plank of wood in her head. Like a normie having a piece of spinach on their teeth, it was driving her mad. How long HAD that been there? She sometimes went days without checking the mirror!<br/><br/>As they entered the manor she whispered one last, "I'm mostly just hungry now!" before turning to take in their surroundings. In the ranks of monsters, there were beasts, devils and shadows themselves, but none could claim to see in absolute darkness with the clarity of an ooze. They were never more at home but in absolute darkness, "... this place looks like a brothel!" The slime took it upon herself to creep closer to the dining room, peering into the void for anything edible. A place like this had to have an excellent wine cellar!