<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c8/Phelypsis.jpg)</div><br/>Phelypsis tries to discern realities to find an escape.<br/><br/>At 2016-12-09 17:58:33, Phelypsis (uid: 29273) rolls: 2d6a1 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=97821)<br/><br/>It does not go well...<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Phelypsis didn't grace the dragon with a reply. He already had her answer - they would duel at a later date and on even ground. She certainly wouldn't enter its lair, not while naked and unarmed.   She knew her own limits and had no delusions about being able to keep the dragon from raping them all were they to enter the cage.<br/><br/>The dwarves got a good long view of Andra boobs bouncing their way and glimpses of her bushy nether, not to mention a good view of two fairer butts that Phelypsis carried with her. She left thinking about modesty for later while sprinting for the opening, but it was no good. Phelypsis barely dodged out of the bolder's way when it crashed down. "Curses!" More would start falling anytime now. They didn't have long.<br/><br/>Sydney seemed to be failing too. Phelypsis noticed her wiggle and mumble something in her armpit. She looked around, frantically searching for an escape. The way out might still be accessible, at least with some brute forcing. There were still portals open, though she did not know much about such things at least one of them had lead to dwarves and they weren't that bad.