<div class="floatright">(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RrqNNvNJBeY/TYNchRFtrhI/AAAAAAAABQI/pKes4Q2WIKM/s1600/Flawless_by_Ricardo_Guimaraes.jpg)</div><br/>The inquisitor squirmed ineffectually against the tentacles, trying very hard not to think about how they pulsed and oozed against her body. Robbed of any leverage, Lydia still wasn't going to go quietly. She strained against their unnatural power, tensing her muscles in an effort to break free.<br/><br/>A yelp of annoyance, rather than pain, escaped her lips as the stringer bit home. The half-elf could already feel the venom spreading, and could only hope that Calistria's protection would keep the poison at bay.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Fortitude Save: 11</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Lydia rolled: 1d20, adding 4 to the total<br/>Against Difficulty: 11<br/>Comment: Fortitude Save<br/>Result: 7, <br/>Total: 11 Versus TN: 11 Success</div></div><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Resist Grapple: 12</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Lydia rolled: 1d20, adding 5 to the total<br/>Against Difficulty: 18<br/>Comment: Resist Grapple<br/>Result: 7, <br/>Total: 12 Versus TN: 18 Failure</div></div><br/>Warmth continued to suffuse her body, although, for the moment at least, Lydia felt only the hot, spreading numbness. The tentacles, however, easily resisted the half-elf's attempts to escape. Her gyrations, however, were growing increasingly sensual. It wasn't as though she was losing herself to the moment, and she was definitely<em>not</em>slipping toward her happy place. No, the inquisitor was fighting for all she was worth and, the fact that she appeared to be having a damn good time doing so, was none of anyone else's damn business!<br/>