<div class="floatright">(http://i1300.photobucket.com/albums/ag94/Autocad-E/sample_51dbc3cb49774acbfd662006774056c3_zpsoxvuumd0.jpg)</div><strong>The heroine of justice, Alicia Fasettaros</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=291505.msg14317176#msg14317176)<br/><strong>Active effects:</strong>11 con damage (out of 14 con), HP 0/12, defeated!<br/><strong>Money:</strong>181 gp<br/><strong>Expended:</strong>2 arcane pool points, Frostbite, Grease, pearl of power, 1 dose urea<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Yes!" Alicia crowed as she finally drove off the stinger, finally feeling like she was starting to be able to hold her own against the tentacles. She celebrated too soon, however, as the remaining tendrils lashed out at her as if to avenge their comrade. She should have been able to take it, but the poison coursing through her limbs made them swell stiffly - or at least, felt like it - and throb heatedly but uselessly against the confines of her long stockings and gloves.<br/><br/>The defeated heroine of justice slumped and dropped her hammer to the floor with a clang as the tentacles curled around her wrists and ankles and worked their way up her arms and legs. Their very touch felt like constricting, burning snakes to Alicia's altered senses. Her dress felt ten sizes too tight, and even as her<em>light</em>cantrip faded away leaving her in the dark, the last thing she saw was Belgana's armor being melted away and Lydia succumbing to the poison too. "I'm sorry... I couldn't save you..."<br/><br/>She found herself perversely wishing in the back of her mind for the tentacles to hurry up and strip her of her own clothing as well, because she was feeling too hot and tight and bothered...