<div class="floatright">(https://i.postimg.cc/RFfR1v2S/original-drawn-by-fukurou-owl222-sample-84bc071ff5cdb207818542142a3b5949.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><hr/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Armor:</strong></td><td>0</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Hit points:</strong></td><td>25</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Damage:</strong></td><td>d6</td></tr></tbody></table><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Str:</strong></td><td>16</td><td>[+2]</td><td><strong>Dex:</strong></td><td>13</td><td>[+1]</td><td><strong>Con:</strong></td><td>15</td><td>[+1]</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Int:</strong></td><td>08</td><td>[-1]</td><td><strong>Wis:</strong></td><td>09</td><td>[+0]</td><td><strong>Cha:</strong></td><td>12</td><td>[+0]</td></tr></tbody></table><hr/></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Mazz Merrytongue (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318428.msg15339377#msg15339377)</span><br/><strong>Action:</strong>Mazz Suffers Boobyus Coitus Interruptus and Tries to Offer Aid to her Friends<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Defy Danger STR 7 &amp; Defy Danger DEX 11</div><div class="spoiler_body"> At 2020-04-06 11:07:23, Brittlby (uid: 870) rolls: 2d6k2a2 Result: 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=145913)<br/>At 2020-04-06 11:06:57, Brittlby (uid: 870) rolls: 2d6k2a1 Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=145912)</div></div><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Mazz let out a coquettish squeak as she was pulled on top of Tem. It was hard to tell if she was shocked or delighted, but regardless of which, if there was anything that stoked her monstrous lust, it was desperate prey. And Tem seemed pretty desperate, his cock up and vibrating like a tuning fork for all of his excitement. Mazz traced his lips slowly with her forefinger, as if calling her shot before she leaned in to kiss him.<br/><br/>Chaste and playful across his lips, she was anything but playful beneath his waist as she roughly tugged his pants down his thighs to expose his penis to the cool night air. Her fingers were slick against his shaft, her hand resting against his testicles while her thumb ran slow circles beneath the head of his penis. There was no sting to her lips with this one, the slime's kiss tasting sweetly of a floral and citrus blush as she restrained her more dangerous impulses.<br/><br/>When she at last broke away, she pressed a fingertip against Tem's nose, her eyes narrowing slightly as she warned him, "In my mind, this is..." she struggled for the term for a few moments before it came, "Medically necessary relief. But if I let you pop off in my bosom, you don't tell Scarlet that I started without her." She removed her hand from around his cock in favor of hefting her swollen breasts for his inspection. Glistening in the fire light, she worked them back and forth in front of him, laughing like a mockingbird as she waited for him to give his word.<br/><br/>It was at this point that they were interrupted by a gruff, "<strong>Ahem</strong>" and Mazz turned her head around slightly further than was natural to peer over her shoulder at the newly formed bucket mob. "<strong>Hate to break this up, but if you don't want to be under arrest, I advise you help us get anyone else out of there and get ready to explain what in the hell went on.</strong>"<br/><br/>Mazz groaned like an offended teenager as she got up off of poor Tem. She stood up to her full height (five foot nothing) and squared off with the Headman, fury causing her to tremble like a plate of gelatin during an earthquake, "In the interest of full disclosure, I should tell you that I don't really DO flames. I can get up around 190 proof, which is about 95% alcohol by volume, though for social situations, I like to come in at a mellow 20%! I..." She seemed to realize that she was throwing arcane vintner magical terminology at a lay person and tried a different approach, "Look, I didn't even have anything to do with the fire! Are you suspicious of me because I'm a stranger or because I'm a booze ooze, because I want to know how offended I should be before I start yelling!"<br/><br/>"<strong>Both!</strong>" A couple voices in the mob shouted helpfully, before the Headman raised his hand to silence the peanut gallery.<br/><br/>"That's just petty and small minded! I already risked my life in saving Mr. Tem here!" Mazz insisted, poking a slimy finger into the Headman's shoulder, staining his coat with fingerprints as she growled, "My friends and I are here as competent and licensed agents under the Delver's Company on a mission of mercy and I can assure you that they have things well in hand!" A moment after her bold proclamation, one corner of the tavern creaked from the shifting of its weight on top of its new central support (Radja) and a large window exploded outwards in a plume of flame and glass shards as the building frame torqued from the shift, "That's just probably part of their plan!"<br/><br/>As the mob stared at her, even as bad as she was at reading a situation, Mazz became certain that at least half of them were considering swapping out their buckets for pitchforks and torches, "Please let it be noted and considered how exceptionally heroic I was in this time of need, for when we're questioned later!" She shuffled towards the tavern with a subdued hunch, not overly keen to sneak back in through the front given that it was something of a raging inferno.<br/><br/>It was then that she noticed almost too conveniently there were gouges and ropes hanging from one wall, as if some sort of humanoid sized creatures with claws had roughly clambered up to the second floor. As if that wasn't enough, she was pretty sure they led up to where Marm had said the Delver's bedroom was.<br/><br/>"Finally! Some good fortune!" Mazz muttered to herself as she pressed herself against the wall, trying to stick to it. She had read in a book that she should be able to do that, but in actual application she just slid back down leaving a glistening trail on the mud stucco wall. Maybe it was a matter of practice. Giving up, she took hold of one of the ropes and using the gouged footholds of the previous climbers, she pulled her self up slowly. Despite the fact her jelly grip fought her all the way up, she defied the danger<strong>(11)</strong>, keeping her hold on the rope the entire way up.<br/><br/>When at last she reached the window, she swung backwards, swaying out like a wrecking ball. She let out a triumphant shout of, "I'm here to save the *thump*" Unfortunately, the glass did not give way against her squishy form<strong> (7) </strong>and so she pressed herself up against the window so she could peer inside. Of course, if she would care to only look four feet to her right, the other window had been smashed in by the attackers. But Mazz's focus was FAR too keen to be distracted by details like that. Especially given the view from the window. She wasn't ENTIRELY sure if this was an orgy or a battle at this point, and so she began banging on the glass to catch someone's attention so that they might let her in.<br/>