<strong>Oona</strong><br/><br/>The beast closed his eyes and sighed, accepting her silence for what it was and just taking in the sensations. He bore his teeth in a grin. His large paw-like hand went upon her head again, helping her rock it back and forth along his length.<br/><br/>He tilted his head to the side, scrutinizing her as the wet sounds of sex rang through the air. He<em>was</em>getting bigger though... But not in the way that she might have expected from watching the other males of her tribe. A mass of flesh was building up behind her lips, pushing the gnoll's length towards the back of her throat. With his hand upon her head, she found it difficult to extricate herself from pleasuring him, the knot rapidly growing in her mouth and forcing her to widen her jaws just to accompany its' girth.<br/><br/>"Uuuhh." Dagyrn let out as he began to pant, bearing his teeth again as his head poked at the very back of her mouth, seeping forth his seed down her throat. "That's... that's good, Oona."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Fortitude save?  ;)</div></div><strong>Ellen</strong><br/><br/>As the last rider to be pushed was retrieved by his plummeting mount, the female Genasi girded her javelin and swerved around in mid-air, her path coiling like a serpant before she abruptly dove towards Rath and sent her spearpoint straight for his back. Ellen caught it just in time with her shield, eliciting a wide smile from the half-celestial.<br/><br/>Another griffon pecked at Rath, the young man dodging it before he launched a counter-attack as it flew away. This opened him up for a reprisal from another, the magical beasts and their warriors apparently swapping out every attack and assuming a circular formation around the pair of adventurers. Their assault seemed like a dance, ritualistic almost... They had apparently eschewed strategy in favor for aesthetics.<br/><br/>Ellen sent a telekenetic blast towards the nearest griffon's rider, but he clutched his reins and clenched his legs together in the saddle, resisting its' force. Rath, finding his old foe no longer in range, whirled around slashed at the leader's griffon, cutting deep into its' flesh with two strikes. The beast flailed, but she kept control of it.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, two more members of the warband flew by, their sharp beaks tearing skin from the youth's bare flesh. Despite absorbing enough hits to take down even the hardiest of mundane folk, Rath kept up his eternal smile as he threw his wings out in a flourish.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>Leader swerves around to attack Rath. Swingandamiss!<br/>6 swoops down to pick up its rider. Provokes AoO from Ellen and Rath. Rath abstains.<br/>4 attacks Rath, flies away. Provokes AoA. Rath attacks. and misses.<br/>3 swings around and attacks Rath. Griffon bites, dealing 6 damage.<br/>Ellen pushes 2. He resists. (6 was already pushed, so I assume you just meant 2. Didn't matter anyways.)<br/>Rider 1 ascends 40 feet towards the battlefield.<br/>Rathael full-attacks the leader's griff. Hit, hit. 8 damage. 7 damage. She avoids falling off when it rears.<br/>Rider 2 attacks Rath and hits. 3 damage.<br/>Rider 5 attacks Rath. Jeez. Lucky Griffons. 4 damage.<br/><br/>(http://s4.postimage.org/1e5uzayw4/Blibbbity_Blibbity_Boo.jpg) (http://postimage.org/image/1e5uzayw4/)<br/><br/>#3, #6, #4, and Leader: 14<br/>Ellen: 9<br/>#1: 7<br/>Rathael: 6<br/>#2 and #5: 5<br/><br/>Be glad they aren't gamist enough to be moving forty feet away and charge-pouncing every round. :P Well, glad for Rath. They have magic weapons, but there's a reason they prefer to use the mounts' attacks.</div></div><br/><strong>Leander</strong><br/><br/>Liah smiled, closing her eyes as she spoke, "Ooh. I think we're going to do something I might regret. I'd enjoy it, but..." She trailed off as the adventuress shook her head and laughed softly to herself.<br/><br/>She brought her hand up to his hair and ran it through his scalp as he squeezed her firm cheek, "I don't believe an<em>amateur's</em>ever had the pleasure, Leander." She cooed, alluring and insulting in the same breath, "You<em>are</em>lucky."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Spot Check. -5 For being distracted, plus a -4 circumstance modifier for being REALLY distracted. ;-)<br/><br/>Why? Oh, no reason. ::) Although I'll admit that the listen/spot during the trance was a Red Herring.<br/><br/>Also, what's with my females being so abusive to the male PCs? &lt;_&lt; ... &gt;_&gt;</div></div>