<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/gz8cBzi.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Landa Forestdottir</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=291505.msg14314583#msg14314583</div></div><br/>Landa backed away as she felt the orc moving close.  His presence was hard and masculine in the darkness and she felt fear as the impulsive magic of her cursed outfit and led her to surrender and submission.  She cursed the bad luck and her own weakness as her initial attack had gone so well.  With the first orc down in her surprise attack and even a bit of luck on her side she could easily have dealt with both of the remaining orcs.  Instead she was disarmed and disoriented in the darkness as the orc sought to... to...  Landa felt another thrill but this time the fear was mixed with a perverse arousal as she felt repelled, sickened and wickedly curious as to what the orc would do with her on her hands and knees like a beast.<br/><br/>Perhaps there was something in the command of the orc that would certainly lead to some kind of sexual abuse that stiffened Landa or perhaps she was just too confused to listen to that seductive voice in her head that commanded her to obey the glorious masters.  "No... no..."  Landa backed away further and held her hands out before her, this time to defend herself from the unseen but felt orc.  "I'll not be your slut you brute."<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Will Save</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Landa rolled: 1d20, adding -2 to the total<br/>Comment: Will Save<br/>Result: 20, <br/>Total: 18</div></div>