<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/RmKjB3P.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Grendelle Modor (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328801.msg15717489#msg15717489)</strong></span><br/><hr/><strong>HP </strong>19/24 -<strong>Armor</strong>2 -<strong>XP</strong>1<br/><strong>Effects</strong>:<br/><strong>Actions</strong>: fleeing down the lizard hallway<br/><hr/><br/>That moment, that split second shift of surprise turning into realization, and then realization turning to fear, that look from the lizard as her claws sliced through him hit the monstrous Grendelle with an intoxicating rush of adrenaline and pure endorphins. She drew back her crimson claws from her felled prey, giving one of them a quick lick, just a sample of her meal, and let out a satisfied rumble in her throat. But now wasn't the time for food, not yet. The bodacious beast spun on her heels, watching as her companions subdued the remaining lizards. Though the longer she watched, the more her eyes seemed to be drawn towards their glistening bodies rather than the struggling lizardmen, especially Nin's freckled breasts and frosted nipples, a different kind of appetite starting to build. She was hit by the urge to pounce, though whether it was on the lizardfolk or her own party she wasn't sure, but her rational mind managed to take over for a moment.<br/><br/>The lizards were finished, meaning Grendelle herself was now the biggest perceived threat. She didn't want to hurt her comrades, nor did she want to risk them hurting her. Her gaze flicked down the hall that the gang of scalies had emerged from, and with another small growl took off down it, trying to put some distance between herself and the party. It would take them a moment to fully subdue the lizards, and in that time she could slip away, transform back, and join back up with them without anyone the wiser.