<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c8/Phelypsis.jpg)</div><br/>When you offer sexual favors to bypass an obstacle roll +Cha. On a hit, you get what you want. On a 7-9, choose 1:<br/>-They take more than you offered<br/>-There are strings attached<br/>-They don't give you all you asked for<br/>On a 6-, they're taking you and giving nothing, but at least they'll be distracted.<br/>At 2017-11-15 15:35:43, Phelypsis (uid: 29273) rolls: 2d6 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=110062) (Should have minus one, so final result is 4)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Phelypsis huffed a few times until her breaths calmed. She looked around for punies to punch when one seaman gruffed something to the silently ogling mass. They gave her a look and soon tiny men swarm nearly swept Phelypsis off her feet! "Oof! Oi! I have a big sword!" She shouted at them as they shoved her towards the bow, warning them. Only a fool treated an armed Andra as anything less fearsome than a baby dragon. Only a swarm of fools... "I have a sword..." Phelypsis repeated, wiggling her sword arm above them so as to not accidentally cut anything off. They had agreed not to make a mess of the ship before hand.<br/><br/>She found herself re-united with Eisa and Sydney. Her ears flopped up and down to greet them. Her lips visited a smile, but the she could sense from the captain's face that victory was not yet earned. They would pay extra - in services. Phelypsis' gaze trailed to stare into the distance below the floor. She figured out the implication at remarkable speed, ears and cheeks blushing as her eyes returned up and saw the male crew in a whole new light. Unacceptable! They would dare to claim any right to her flesh without any battle? Phelypsis puffed fumes, brows furling .Who- Who did they think she was? You can't buy andra booty with boats!<br/><br/>Moment before the closest crewman got a fist print on his face floppy ears perked up to a sharp shout. Turning around Phelypsis saw Yula buried beneath a crowd of villagers. She held no warm feelings for the dark fluffy tail. She could not be trusted. She was too weak to even control her own strength. Even the desperation of this night all traced back to the fox's stupidity. She would be damned rather than let go of another Delver. Phelypsis squeezed the tapestry against her chest as she measured the mass of villagers against her own might. It would be too risky...<br/><br/>The ways of her people held no sway in human lands. One could not challenge the captain to a wrestle or a duel for aid. This much Phelypsis had learned already. However, she was not wholly unarmed. She had means, ample means if her friends were to be believed. And, she had seen Sydney, Nuria, and them all tie men up with words enough times to have picked up a thing or two. The barbarian took a trembling breath as she steeled herself.<br/><br/>"A-alright!" She began, striking the sword into the floorboards and raising her hands. "For little"-the way she bit her lip was supposed to be flirty-"we will be given ride, but what if we promise more? You have many men and our dumb- friend is being taken away! Save her for us and I'll...   I'll...  Uhhh..." She had not thought things this far. Oh shit, they all looked at her. They expected more, something witty. Phelypsis' head grew redder. They would think her some simple demon wilder with wet loaf for brains.<br/><br/><em>Quick! Quick! Something!</em>"Offer... Uhh..." Phelypsis began to remove the plate armor, unclasping the ones from her chest and hips. They stared. Sydney and Eisa too. This wasn't how she was, this was just to save the shitty asshole! She pulled down the tunic, revealing her breasts and lifted up the belt-like skirt enough to show where the tufted tail led. "...You can...  A- anything," She struggled for words, for promises of sexy.<em>Anything now old brain. Anything!</em>The sexiest thing Phelypsis could remember was Buri's promise of their next time. "Can lock me up and... and use me like your thrall. Don't, even if I beg, don't let me out." Fuck, shit, she'd done it! The beet red barbarian finished her world first attempt at combat seduction, anticipating a huge success.