<sup><strong><em>Rokh</em></strong></sup><br/><br/>The sheer strength of the half-orc's strokes.  Would drive Amara into the cushions.   His weight fully bearing down on her.   Yet she is not breakable.   She is resilient,  a sturdiness.    Nor is there displeasure in her thoughts.   That echo in Rokh's mind.  They are chaotic, running wild.   But they are thoughts,  her passion, heat of the moment.   Is as equal as his in the primal grasp that is upon them.   That cry for more.    No her thoughts scream for more.<br/><br/>(Yolga sorry,  I misunderstood.  Thought the roll was in terms of the sense motive asked Rokh to do.    By all means yes you can roll a save yourself and it is will save for the room. )