<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/16/89/2b/16892ba1fa31d3e691616359ddf33fac.png)</div><br/><strong>Echo Cafune (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2203601)</strong><br/><em>Changeling Rogue: Thief 3<br/>Health: 30/30, AC:16 </em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">combat rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Initiative:</strong><br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><strong>Bonus:</strong><br/><strong>Move:</strong><br/></div></div><hr/><hr/><br/>Probably the worst part of falling through an unknown portal was the simple fact that you could end up literally anywhere. She could find herself falling into the middle of a bloody war, no doubt about to be the victim of crossfire. The portal could open up right above an active volcano, giving her a few prescious seconds to see the lava before it swallowed her up. She could even wind up in the middle of the ocean, or the bottom even! There were countless numbers of horrible places she could wind up, and she had no control control over any of it. No way to stop it, or get control of her own momentum. She was at the mercy of the fates now, and she hated it. All she could do was try to take a deep breath, and be ready to deal with whatever she was falling into. Which, again, she had no idea what to expect, but she was sure of one thing: it wasn't going to be good.<br/><br/>The inital collision was like being battered on all angles by piles of soft wood. Or crashing face first through the low hanging limbs of a living forest. But it didn'r take long for her brain to connect the feeling with that of several arms and legs. An experience that wouldn't be ultimately too unpleasant, but then even an orgy wasn't the most fun when you weren't expecting it.<br/>Soon the shock of the crash and impact subsided and her mind whent from going a hundred miles per hour, to barely crawling like a snail. She was suddenly aware of a significant amount of pressure bearing down on her from multiple angles at once, including a fairly toned and powerful ass right in her face. That much at least told her that this situationw as probably not intentional on anybody's part. That, and the pair of soft hands that had found her tits, giving them a friendly, if not shy, squeeze.<br/><br/>Her own hands started grabbing around for anyhting she could get a grip on. When anything finally fell into her grasp, she right away recognized them as the pair of muscular thighs, that were connected to the toned ass in her face. With some effort and a grunting push, she managed to slide her head up to just being out from under one of those long legs.<br/><strong>"No worries love…"</strong>she managed to grunt out.<strong>"...just ...give me a hand...getting out from under here…"</strong><br/>Then, with one pointed finger she poked Aridrith's waist.<strong>"...do you mind…?"</strong>she'd manage to croak out.