<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/qSKiam5.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Xia (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg13585581#msg13585581)<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Moxie, Lauralan<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>As pictured, chainmail, magical ropes<br/><hr/><br/>Moxie was so close to entering, only kept out by the magical shibari ropes that were getting shoved further and harder against Xia's poor nethers, rubbing and grinding with every frustrated grunt the Endymian let out, with Xia's pleas seeming to do absolutely nothing to break her out of whatever manner of trance this was, to say nothing of Lauralan's constant egging-on of the woman.  For her part, Xia continued struggling against this, wings flapping and feathers falling wildly, like a pissed-off bird.  "Elf not good like elf think!  Xia think elf scared!  Lauralan only...nnhhhh, Mox...Moxie!"  She cried out in equal parts frustration and uncomfortable arousal, soaking wet and considerably sorer from the damned ropes.  "Lauralan need say scared if scared, stop hiding scared!"  The nomadic woman advised, falling forward with a gasp and a small thud.  Had Moxie come to her senses?<em>No.</em>She was only going for the elf now, as her nethers, unlike Xia's, were<em>completely</em>unguarded.  "Moxie, STOP!"  The half-breed demanded desperately, but the situation took a turn for the worse all too quickly.  Whatever this stone thing was, it began to<em>speak</em>, throwing insults around.  Of course, she couldn't help but snicker when Lauralan was called a wild elf.  "What wrong with wild?  Wild strong!  Wild free!"  Xia interjected, but her anger was drawn out again when<em>she</em>suffered an insult.  "Xia not child of Gaia!  Xia born of parents, watched by Green Mother!  Not<em>illiterate</em>!"  She growled, only growing more and more frustrated, blood near the point of boiling.<br/><br/>Luckily for the half-breed, she had not one, but<em>two</em>targets to take her anger out on at once!  There was this odd golem woman,<em>and</em>Lauralan!  Hearing that word again,<em>monster</em>, was enough to send her on the edge, doing her best to just take the pain from the ropes despite the tingles running through her body.  "Xia...<strong>NOT</strong>...MONSTER!"  She<em>snarled</em>, snatching the bag by the strap, swinging it around once, and throwing the damned thing, tablets and all, straight at Lauralan's gut, no longer caring if she was hurt in the process.  "STUPID STONE FACE WOMAN!  XIA NOT MONSTER!  NOT...<strong>MONSTER</strong>!"  That just left the golem, and Xia was all too happy to take her aggression out on it, too.  This wasn't a time for a bow, no.  She wanted to feel the impact of something hitting its stupid stone skin.  Without thinking about anything more than the crack and thud she'd hear from shattering stone, Xia grabbed the dildo club from off the floor, charging at the active golem and swinging wildly.  Her growling and snarling only grew more intense as she smacked the thing over and over, waiting for her efforts to have the effect she wanted and then some.  "FALL DOWN!  BREAK!"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Bag Damage to Lauralan    At 2018-05-27 14:40:24, ThatOneShrroth (uid: 53474) rolls: 1d4 Result: 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=120272)<br/>Hack and Club attack roll to golem: At 2018-05-27 14:29:46, ThatOneShrroth (uid: 53474) rolls: 2d6a2 Result: 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=120271) </div></div>