A rock and a Hard place
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				Title: <strong>A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 20:18:58</strong>
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				Intrest thread (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=91770.0)<br>Recruitment thread (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=119225.0)<br>In character thread (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.0)<br>Sheets/OOC thread (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92168.0)<br><br>Targas is a small sea town but plays an important role in importing exotic goods from the east. As it's the only place for a harbor on this side of the continent. Most of the east coast is high cliffs, or cut off by mountains. Through the Targas' port was the safest was to import from the east, or it was. There used to be safe travels through a forest that laid between two mountain ranges. But as of late strange monsters have been appearing in these woods cutting off trade and travel.<br><br>Targas is divided into two parts of town. The lower dock, and the markets. The lower dock is cheap and run down. It's where most sailors spend their time. There are a few shops that sell supplies, or old junk that sailors find, but the most noteworthy building is a tavern called "a Hard place". It's where the sailors come to drink and be merry. The upper part of town, the market, is a place for the more wealthy like merchants. It has a town square that usually has a few merchant with temporary shops while they wait for ships. Most of which are just blankets with goods spread about. Another point of interest is "The Pelican's Down". It's an Inn and has more plush commendations than A Hard place. More of it's business is with merchants and wealthy adventures. Lastly there's a building that isn't technically part of town, but is very important to lonely travelers. It's a cat house called "The Coral Reef". Just one road leads away from town to this upscale mansion on the cliffs. It has a variety of prices but only the very wealthy spends whole nights there.<br><br>With the road through the forest untravelable there are more people staying there. They have to wait longer for ships to take them to other ports on the continent after they travel from the east. These ships also bring in hunters, mercenaries, and adventures that want a shot at clearing the road. There are many more merchants in the town square, waiting for ships, ripping off the greenhorns that go off to die in the forest. The Town is actually pretty busy despite the calamities of the forest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 21:18:44</strong>
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				Yawning to myself while taking the time to lounge in The Pelican's Down, leaning back into my chair while watching the various crowds of people. Looking all the part of being quite the sharp young lady, with my floral kimono decked with special mithril plates over my shoulders and behind, holding onto a single katana that is just as tall as myself. Snuggling against the sword even more so, having named her Ruby, the Blade of Fire and Tears. I'm rather protective of my lovely katana, even though I do try to help myself to any amount of kinks I can indulge out here in the middle of nowhere.<br><br>Already gained a reputation here in town as being a rather naughty girl, one that enjoys bondage far too much for her own good. Especially rope bondage, thinking to myself while sitting in the chair about that certain naughty kink, and already getting light headed. Snapping out of it for now, wondering where my snacks are while sitting there in the Inn's common room. Also sniffing out any potential wizards in the place, since I am always up for some spell exchanges, already making that point clear to the locales and various vagabonds.<br><br>Also have earned a reputation as being rather cross when someone even tries to touch Ruby. Explosions are one thing, but it is something else to behold when you slice someone open and let loose a fire spell within their body. It is the sort of thing that is best for the outdoors after all of the giblets come crashing to the ground.&nbsp; <br><br>(http://img403.imageshack.us/img403/8545/861309ee62c499368356e6e.jpg) (http://img403.imageshack.us/i/861309ee62c499368356e6e.jpg/)<br><br>(If someone really pisses me off, doing 18d8 damage in one turn, at level 6, would pretty much mean exploding organs and various meat parts.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 21:37:21</strong>
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				The Pelican's Down is very up scale. The lounge is adored with red carpets and fine mahogany hardwood from the near by forest,(before the whole monster thing), and the seats are cushioned with red velvet. Of the people in the lounge two catches Momohime's eye. One is a scholarly type with a slim figure, robe, and spectacles in a booth all to him self. Hes drinking tea and reading from a large, (most likely spell), book. The other is a rough looking character, chating to the bartender. He Large and muscular, and has various ropes, chains, and manacles handing off him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 21:47:03</strong>
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				Wandering my eyes over these two characters, especially the one with the chains and ropes. What in the nine hells is he doing here and where did he escape from? Watching him with a leery eye while taking a bigger stock of the scholar at the booth. Eying his book and wondering if it has spells on it that I have not seen. Already forming a plan to get his attention while getting up from my chair. <br><br>Walking over to him and slightly leaning forward, showing off my assets while talking, "Oh my, this monster trouble sure is tedious, don't you think? I just hope the town guard can clear them out and be done with them." <br><br>Banking on the thought that he is either here to help with the problem, or to come and study it. Either way, that should get his attention all the same. All the while I am leaning in and talking, I am taking a peek at the pages and for the obvious signs of spells written within. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 22:08:23</strong>
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				A she walks over to him he was dazed, by her beauty for a bit, but quickly snapped out of it when she peered at his spellbook. At which point he slammed it shut and it magically locked itself in it's black metal cover. However Momohime did manage to get a peek at the obviously magical writing, and it look strange and complex even for midlevel spells. "Um, yeah, what?" said the strange fellow "Oh, yes the monsters. Terrible business bout that. Anyway you must be new in town. There's no official guards in Targas, but I wouldn't go around starting trouble there's some pretty tough fellows in town. Myself I'm just on my way back from the east. I was looking for spells there. Now I'm just waiting for a bloody boat to get back to the capital."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 22:10:43</strong>
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				There would soon be another person within the very same tavern, even though he stood only four feet and ten inches tall he was big for a dwarf. It was easy for most to tell he was something special however, one could almost visibly see the aura of light shining around him. He was, after all, the one and only....Saint Codin. The Dwarven warrior was confident in step, any true son of Kord was! Guided steps took him towards the counter, if his height gave him any trouble in mounting the stool he gave no sign as he gracefully leapt onto the chair. <br><br>"Barkeep! I would have ale and food, if it is served." A Champion of Kord often built up quite the hunger, wrestling multiple bears at once while drinking from a keg was thirsty business. It was a most pleasant place, <em>The Pelican's Down</em>, Codin could see himself spending many hours laughing and drinking there if he so had the right company. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 22:19:57</strong>
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				Somewhat nervously, Layla strolled down from the Cat House in her heels, as they clunked on the stone roads she looked off into the forest, it gave a slight chill.&nbsp; She had been nominated to go down to the Pelican's Down and the Hard Place to try to drum up some customers, what a bad job to be picked for.&nbsp; Once in the town proper she considers the two establishments she's to visit, the Pelican's Down was, of course, more likely to have the type of patron that could afford the Cat House, or at least bring more money in.&nbsp; Besides, she hated going into the Hard Place...the sailors often got out of hand!&nbsp; Standing in front of the door to the Perlican Layla took a moment to fix and adjust her hair a bit before heading in. <br><br>The blonde human took a few steps in and had a look around. There was a dwarf...he looked mighty, and he looked wealthy.&nbsp; She smiled a bit, a suggestive and manipulative smile, and strolled over to where the dwarf was, taking the seat next to him casually and not saying anything at first but giving him a subtle smile...different from the one she had on her face a few seconds ago while dreaming of the dwarf's wealth!
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 22:22:28</strong>
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				Smiling to myself as he talks about the search for more spells and wanting to get out of this smelly town, just as much as I do. Giving him a playful pout while wiggling into the booth right next to him, keeping an eye on his book while keeping Ruby off to the other side. <br><br>"Oh yes, I am such a forgetful lass, but there is always those tough lads about to keep the peace and staff off those nasty monsters." Snuggling in closer while he talks about searching for more spells, giving him a playful gasp and cute blush. "Oh my, what a coincidence! I am looking for some more spells to add to my collection as well. Such a bother to find other people who are just as intricate with the arcane arts as myself. <br><br>Why I would do next to anything to have us share our spells. Would you mind?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 22:41:54</strong>
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				Primarch:<br>The bartender turned to the dwarf. He was wearing a white button down shirt, a black vest, and a scarlet satin bow-tie. Looking down at the dwarf while drying a glass with a cloth he says "Of coarse we have an excellent stock of ales, wines, and mead. imported form all over..." he stop when he remembered who he was talking too. "You know what I'll just get you a strong drink and a bloody steak." He turned around to put an order in to the kitchen. Then he poured the dwarf a drink. He came back with a mug the size of the dwarfs head, filled with black ale and a dark brown head. It smell so strong Momohime could smell it on the other side of the room.<br><br>NicciKotor:<br>The man's face turns beet red when Momohime starts to get cozy with him. Nervously he clears his throat "Ahem, well... you see... about that... I'm a Geometer and my spells are a little" he gulps and is now sporting a tent in his robe. Then lets out a nervous laugh and he moves his book to his lap to cover it up "ah he-he... harder. I collect a lot of spells and most likely already have all the ones you have, but tell me your spells and if I don't have it. A trade would be in order. If not then you'll just have to pay for it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 22:48:52</strong>
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				"Hm well, I'm all for any sort of interesting... spells you may have. Here is my list of spells for you to preview, I do hope that I can match up to your wonderful standards." <br>Giving him a piece of paper of my spells that I do have, wondering if any were to fit his fancy, or any other sort of fancy he may be sporting. <br><br>0: acid splash, disrupt undead, ray of frost, touch of fatique<br>1: jump, kelgores fire bolt, ray of enfeeblement, true strike<br>2: cat's grace, touch of idiocy<br><br>0: all<br>1: mage armor, ray of flame,&nbsp; disguise self, arcane lock, animate rope, shield, feather fall<br>2: invisibility, combust, resist energy, bulls strength, protection from arrows<br>3: fireball, fly<br><br>All the while wiggling closer to him, letting the side of my chest rest against his, showing off my supple breasts under my kimono, my tie helping them remain perky and quite attentive.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 23:02:27</strong>
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				Codin listened as the barkeep listed off the various alcoholic beverages he had, but when he turned and decided to just go ahead with a strong drink and a bloody steak the good Saint could only smile. "That sounds good indeed!" Ah yes, a steak would hit the belly well. That's what he needed. Surprisingly dexterous fingers (considering how stubby a dwarf's fingers could be) interlocked before his palms turned outward and cracked the knuckles....it felt good. A moment later his drink arrived, a fine sized tankard to say the least! <br><br>The drink was brought to an eager mouth, the cold beverage a welcome sensation at the back of his throat. It always tasted better when you had been working! While waiting on his food, the barbarian's eyes ran around his surroundings, interesting looking patrons to say the least. "Barkeep my good man, tell me of these troubles outside by the forests I've heard rumbles about..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 23:26:59</strong>
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				NicciKotor:<br>Looking at the list they're all pretty common spells, but the animate rope sticks out in his mind. He remembers over hearing stories about a kinky swordswoman that ties her self up with silk ropes using magic. The combination of that and her flirting clicks in his mind. Getting even more red and fluster his glasses start to fog up. "Ah... I'm sorry miss. I already have all these... If you want to copy one of my spells you'll have to give me something of it value" he said while his eyes started to wander down her kimono.<br><br>Primarch:<br>The bartender went back to cleaning mugs and what not "Not much to say really. People go into the forests few make it back, and then tell tall tales about strange monsters that no ones ever heard of." He turns around and picks out the dwarfs order that just came through. It doesn't take long to cook a rare steak. It was serve with some potatoes that were quartered and sauteed with butter, garlic, green onions, and beef broth. then the meal was garnished with a spring of rosemary. Not that the dwarf would care. The bartender sets it down in front of him with some cutlery. He then turns to the woman sitting beside the dwarf. "Need anything today Layla?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 23:32:32</strong>
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				Leaning in some more, and almost there to sitting in his lap this time around. Thinking it over and wondering if he knows of my reputation in town. Smiling all the more to myself, letting out a sigh and shrugging for him. "Well I suppose I could help you get in some pleasure with our business. I would just love to show you some of my more... intimate talents." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 23:42:52</strong>
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				Codin became rather aware of someone beside him after a moment, turning his head to find a human woman sitting next to him, a most pleasant smile on her face. <em>Layla</em> the barkeep referred to her as. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance." St. Codin started, while offering a hand to shake. Codin believed in a firm hand-shake, especially when shaking hands with the womanfolk, of course Dwarf women tended to be more comfortable with a firm shake then the human girls were, especially more then the Elf ladies. Just made of rougher stuff. <br><br>With his food arrived, Codin took cutlery to food, great heaving scoops of food being brought to his mouth. Luckily for perhaps those around him more then Codin himself, he was very well experienced at eating and keeping food in his mouth as opposed to in his beard. It wasn't a perfected art.....but it was much better then what some hairy orc would do! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 23:48:53</strong>
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				His mind goes blank as he loses all color from his face. "Yeah, that would be wonderful. why don't we talk about it later tonight in my room here. It's a very easy number to remember it just two the the eighth power... I mean 256" He sounded mindless like she had just blown up his brain with her womanly ways.<br><br>[Sidenote: Geometers use geometry to cast spells hence the math]
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 23:52:55</strong>
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				Smiling and doing some light purring into his ear as well. "Oh I'll see about showing up tonight. I do have some... naughty errands to partake." Winking at him while wiggling myself out of the booth. Stretching some and grabbing Ruby, and seeing Layla over there, wandering over to her and needing to ask some questions, while ignoring the dwarf, once they finish their handshake. <br><br>"Oh hai there Layla. Do you know of any girls at the brothel that do needle work? I have some errands to take care of." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 00:27:49</strong>
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				"I'll have a glass of wine, thanks..." Layla responded to the bar tended with a sultry smile.&nbsp; Then, she turned her attention to the dwarf.&nbsp; He had ordered a large amount of food so the prospect of him having wealth was increasing by the moment!&nbsp; She smiled at the thought and then shook his hand, somewhat surprised that he chose that form to meet a lady, and of course, her shake was somewhat weak and meager, as she was no dwarf lass!&nbsp; The blonde looked at her hand in confusion for a second afterwards and was just about to start talking to him when of all people Momohime, the lowly and frumpy girl with the big sword interrupted her.&nbsp; Her shoulder sank a bit but she did her best to feign interest in her question, "Uhm needle work?&nbsp; Errands?&nbsp; Uhmm...you need someone to sew something for you?" she giggled a bit and shot the dwarf a friendly glance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 00:30:55</strong>
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				"Oh you know, the sort of needlework that your house would specialize in." Taking a seat next to her at the bar, glaring at the barkeep and keeping him from bothering us. Wiggling my toes as my feet are in the air, already thinking about getting some jewelry for myself to mark this special occasion. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 00:39:00</strong>
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				Again the blonde chuckled a bit, turning herself towards the dwarf just a hair, "Hmmmm....well yes we do have some wonderful seamstresses at the Cat, let me see...for you?" she slide back an inch and looked Momo up and down.&nbsp; "I guess I'd need to know what style you're going for to give you a name...anything is better than that...uhmm...robe?&nbsp; That's for sure." she giggled and ran her hand though her hair, looking back over her shoulder at the dwarf once more, Layla's feet are on the floor, as she is quite tall and her platform pumps add even more!
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 00:41:10</strong>
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				Codin gave the two a moment to discuss, gave him a chance to get really stuck into his dinner. When the lady in the kimono mentioned the needlework, for some reason he didn't think of sewing. "Needlework...why did that make me think of a tattoo." he pondered for a moment, his lips tongue taking a second to seek out any bits of potato that had got caught stuck around his lips. Tricky food, not wanting to be in his belly. It didn't take Codin long to notice the katana, being a weaponsmith himself he was known to notice such things, or rather notice the finer details. It was of course hard to miss such a thing. As Layla continued to look in his direction and smile, he was quick to smile back. Clearly it was another young one who had heard the stories of St. Codin the Mighty. As a Saint of Kord he was most certainly under no vow of celibacy! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 00:45:39</strong>
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				Seeing that this is going nowhere with the whore, as she is not getting the hints about the needles and other things you can do with them. Not at all surprised about her comment about my lovely kimono, women around these parts don't know how to dress properly. Wondering how long it will take me to get to the house(Ahem!), while hearing what the dwarf said about tattoos. <br><br>"Oh well, that is one thing a needle can be used for mister dwarf. Care to see my own styles?" Not giving him enough time to respond, as I start to undress right then and there. Just enough to roll my kimono off of my shoulders, giving enough slack. Pointing my back at them and showing the two of them my dragon tattoo. <br><br>(http://img9.imageshack.us/img9/6800/f506825b40306c3e7e2b27c.jpg) (http://img9.imageshack.us/i/f506825b40306c3e7e2b27c.jpg/)<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 00:50:33</strong>
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				"Geez, Momo...come on!" Layla acts as if she was about to lose her lunch when the girl undresses in front of her, "The man is eating...please," she looks to the bar tended with a giggle of disbelief, "I mean come on, right!?"&nbsp; Then, the blonde looks back to the warrior girl, "Okay look, I was just messing with you geez...Uhm...you want a piercing right?&nbsp; There is a girl named Miatha, obviously I've never had anything done because...well..." she giggled and ran both hands down her body, "You don't mess with...well...you know!&nbsp; But others have and said that she's good at what she does, so there...there is your name.&nbsp; I guess you want me to take you there too huh?" Layla tilts her head to the side a bit, waiting for an answer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 01:06:48</strong>
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				St. Codin was actually at rather mixed opinion on the tattoo being revealed, it was certainly not quite appropriate but then again you don't get a tattoo to hide it, and when its on your back there's only so many ways you can show it. He didn't lost his food anyway. "Does it do anything?" asked the saint, wondering if it had any magic or psychic benefit or was it just a standard tattoo. Certainly wasn't his preferred style....it was all wishy washy and flowery colourful. It was probably of human design, or maybe Elf. Dwarves didn't have such silly tattoos. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 01:10:48</strong>
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				"Oh no, it doesn't do anything special, I just like showing it off. There is always chances in this world to show off ones fullest talents." Taking my time now to pull back up my kimono and retie it up nice and snug. Listening in to what my friend has to say about Miatha, smiling even more to myself. Getting back down into my seat and wondering what I want to do. <br><br>Stay here with the whore and the confused dwarf, or go off by myself and get some jewelry added to myself. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 01:15:28</strong>
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				The slutty blonde shrugs,&nbsp; "Fine, if you don't want me to take you, no problem...just make ya tell her that Layla sent you...I get a commission for everyone I send to...uhhmmm...anyway..." with a nervous chuckle she spins around on her seat to face the dwarf, done with Momo for the time being.&nbsp; "So, tell me about yourself...I don't think I got your name...you no doubt heard mine, Layla.&nbsp; Anyway, it's not too often I see a dwarf around here...well okay, that's not totally true but still...not too common!"&nbsp; She perks up a bit in her seat, her attitude toward this vibrant dwarf is much different than it was towards Momo, such is obvious.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 01:18:55</strong>
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				Leaving those two love birds to themselves, while jumping out of my seat and starting my trip up to the cat house to get some naughty done. Going out of the Inn and wandering down the dirty roads, making sure to keep an eye on all of the alleyways and other such dark and mean looking places. <br><br>No sense getting jumped out here in the middle of the road, even if most of the important people of the city know me as being very cross. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 01:24:04</strong>
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				{{My last for tonight, need to hit the sack, exam tomorrow}}<br><br>"I am Codin, Saint of Kord." he informed, the light shining mysteriously around his person giving quite some evidence that he was blessed by a holy entity. His equipment, from the spiked mithral breastplate to the deep crystal greataxe hanging from his waist giving further credit that he was a warrior blessed by good favour or perhaps just blessed with wealth for such things. "I am from the mountains, were we dig deeper then the usual dwarf your probably used to meeting." Not that he had anything against his cousins of the Hill Dwarves, t'was just a fact. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 01:43:08</strong>
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				"Saint of Kord huh?" Layla of course, had no idea what that was, she simply shrugged.&nbsp; This dwarf seemed a little to wholesome, she didn't want to waste too much time on him!&nbsp; Looking back over her shoulder she say the man that Momo had been speaking to earlier.&nbsp; That frumpy weirdo had definatly been flirty with him, the prospect of steeling him from her sent excitement down her spine.&nbsp; She slowly stood up, towering over the dwarf at over 6' tall with her heels on.&nbsp; As she stretched in front of her, her arms up into the air, her skimpy ruffled babydoll creeped up her thighs and exposed her ruffled thong "Well Saint of Kord...I'll leave you to your dinner for the moment, if you don't mind...I'll be right back.' she glanced back over her shoulder at the wizard in the both as she finished her stretch, he of course would have had a view of her from behind as she had stretched.<br><br>She then slowly turned and strolled over to him, placing her hands on his table she leaned forward, exposing her large and augmented breasts to him along with a seductive smile.&nbsp; "Okay...so what's all the commotion about over here?" she asked in what was almost a whisper.&nbsp; The very fact of Momo trying to seduce this man grossed her out, she <em>had</em> to set him straight!
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 02:16:57</strong>
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				Nicci:<br>You have no problem finding your to the Coral Reef. Only bit of interest was that you got caught up in the sound of the ocean that you walked into a lamp pole. One there your greeted by the house mistress Sally. A large chested older gal around in her forties. "Well, well, well... If it isn't that naughty little swordswoman giving everyone a free ride. You know your bad for business, hun. The men you sleep with come here asking for my girls, to do some of the things you do. I tell them, they're just not that flexible, sweetheart." She said in a jokingly friendly manner. Sally puts her hand fan away and gives Momo a hug and kiss on the forehead. Her enormous breast smush around Momo's head. "What brings my little Momo here to day?"<br><br>Inflateress:<br>The man has a far off dreamy look. Layla feels a cold dagger stab her right in the ego as he doesn't even peak at her chest. "Ugh, huh? Did you say something? Oh, right the girl before. Yeah I think I have a date with her later tonight, though I might have already blown it. Gah, I'm so stupid." Imitating himself from earlier with a dopey voice he says "My room number is two to the eighth power." Back to his regular voice "Ah, why couldn't I just say room 256?" He stands up and walks away "Well it was nice chatting with you Lily, but I have to prepare for tonight. Oh how I long to be her derivative!" He head out of the door of the inn to get some supplies for tonight.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 02:26:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lily?" the blonde bombshell looks over to the dwarf and the bar tender, hoping neither of them saw what had just happened...how embarrassing!&nbsp; But then Layla stomped her foot on the wooden floor (which probably brought their attention to her if it hadn't been already) out of frustration.&nbsp; "I can't believe that guy!" She rolled her blue eyes and then devised&nbsp; a plan...well part of a plan.&nbsp; Without acknowledging the other patrons she stormed up the stairs to room 256.&nbsp; She stood in front of the door with her long slender legs spread slightly apart, looking at it with a sinister smile, she licked her lips a bit.&nbsp; The blonde then slowly reached down and tried the door knob to see if it was locked.<br><br>OOC: If it's not locked, Layla will enter and shut the door behind her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 03:03:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The bartender doesn't really care about her out burst, knowing her to be a little over dramatic, and keeps working. Upstairs Layla enters room 256. It's dimly lit with only one light source, a gold coin that is under the effect of a light spell. The room pretty much matches the furnishing of the rest of the inn, red carpet, and mahogany. It's furnished with a dresser, and a four post canopy bed. Layla closes the door behind her and a spell goes off. She turns around and the door won't open again then she hears a spell behind her again. whipping back around she could see a pattern of shapes glow on the floor. Then ten foot long rubbery black tentacles start to raise up from the ground. Moving around they gesture threatening towards the poor girl.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 03:07:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla hopped back and forth looking to the door and then back to the room..."Uhmm....eeak!?" She quickly turned back around to face the door and grabbed the knob with both handles and gave it a few pulls and tugs with all her might.&nbsp; "Ugh....open...you...uuuhhH!" Quickly, she looked back over her shoulder before she turned once again to the door and began to pound on it, "HEY!&nbsp; HELP!&nbsp; This creep locked me in his room!" she pounded a few time with her fists and gave it a kick or two with her platform pumps.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 03:23:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(haha, you fell for a trap I was suppose to be in. Hilarious)<br><br>Finding the mistress to be much more friendly then that frumpy whore, smiling at her while she tries to pin the blame on me for her lax business. "Oh please, you are doing just fine with so many people locked here in the town, with the roads all down and everything." Getting huggled anyway, unable to breath for a while, getting rather busy with the squirming. <br><br>Plopping myself free and smoothing myself down once more. "oh yes, I've meaning to get myself some rather naughty nipple rings, and I figured someone here would know how to do that properly." <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 03:47:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				inflatetress:<br>The tentacles waste no time in grabbing her and lifting her into the air. wrapping themselves around her wrists and ankles. dangling her a few inches above the ground. So far no one has answered her call for help. After all sometimes the girls from the Reef make house calls. One might just think she was role playing a customer's fantasy!<br><br>Grapple checks!<br>Tentacles 34 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=20625)<br>Layla 9 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=20626)<br><br>Nicci:<br>Sally laughed at Momo squirming in her chest "Oh, of coarse, of coarse, dear. You want Miatha." She turns and shouts to the back "Miaathaa!" A girl dresses similar to Sally and Layla, with the whole bordello look, walked out from the back. She had short black hair, and some pretty bad looking bruises and rope burns, must have been a busy day. Unlike Sally and Layla, she had piercings just about anywhere she could. But she was very friendly to Momo "Hi, what can I help this pretty young gal with" Miatha asked. "Oh, she want's get her nipples pierced. I'm should you could help her with that right?" Miatha nodded "Sure, no ones using the basement right now I could do it there. No charge" She smile and beckoned Momo to the back "Come on sweetie I won't bite"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 04:04:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ughhh, hey...hands off...or tentacles...just...LET OFF!" The whore struggles, twisting her arms and legs in an attempt to break free of the leathery tubes.&nbsp; Frantically she tried to grab for the door and pound on the floor with her feet as much as possible, until the tentacles had total control of her apendages.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 04:18:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tentacles don't have ears and were unswayed by her cries for help. More tentacles latched on the her body making her incapable on moving at all. wrapping around her chest and abdomen, they lifted her further away from the ground. Her last chance of hope was to scream as loud as she could, but the mean tentacles weren't going to let this happen. A tentacle reached up toward her mouth and wrapped it's self around gagging her, making calling for help impossible. Now completely at the mercy of these tentacles, poor Layla could feel them squirming all over her body.<br><br>[I'm still rolling grapple checks and I'll tell you if you beat it for a round, but don't count on it. Oh and they used this round to pin you.]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 04:26:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				At this point Layla knew there was little she could do.&nbsp; Her blue eyes opened wide and there was a look of very serious concern upon her face.&nbsp; She was at their mercy, the squirming wasn't working and the screaming had been stopped.&nbsp; The blonde bimbo eyes up the rubber tentacles that surrounded her and took a gulp of fear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 04:33:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Don't anyone be thinking about touchin' a feather on his head!&nbsp; Anyone lose a finger, sure as shit ain't my fault."</em><br><br>A voice growled out a (moderately) friendly warning from just outside the door of the tavern, a feral sort of sound that rumbled like thunder or a man attempting to gargle a bucket of rocks.&nbsp; The source of the voice suddenly barged into the bar with all the grace and poise of a bull elephant--a bugbear (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/rcburner/BugbearWoman.jpg), nearly seven feet tall and bristling with grimy armor and sculpted muscle.&nbsp; The monstrous humanoid looked to have enough supplies to last a small caravan of men several months, but on its enormous bulk it looked like a paltry load.&nbsp; Perhaps more immediately intimidating was the heavy maul strapped to her wide shoulders, whose head looked more than capable of smashing skulls like melons.<br><br>It looked around the bar, taking a good long sniff of the air and perking its ears up like a hound.&nbsp; Apparently the place was satisfactory enough, because the barest hint of a wide and toothy grin peeked up over the wide studded gorget hiding its jaw from view.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Great digs!&nbsp; Real cozy-like, innit?</em> it said, more to itself than anything, with an oddly light undercurrent to its voice.&nbsp; As it came into the light the reason for it was obvious--a woman, and a bugbear no less!&nbsp; If not for the tightly constrained but clearly ample bosom, it was unlikely one could tell the difference.<br><br>But before she had so much as a chance to say anything more, she cocked her head to one side and listened.&nbsp; Her brow arched, as though she was thinking something mighty peculiar was going on but was straining to place what it was.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 04:52:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Enjoying her company far more then the previous whore, as I walk inside with her and already asking about different styles and which one I would prefer for this. Already thinking about having two silver rings with a horizontal piercing. Chatting up with her nicely while wandering down into the basement where this, apparently, takes place. <br><br>Still holding onto Ruby all the while, or having her tucked under my tie that holds around my midrift. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 05:10:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				inflatetress:<br>Helpless and gagged, it seem there was no hope for this poor gal. The tentacles pulled her arms to her sides and constricted around her. It seemed the they were working together for a common goal. What could it be? looking down she saw two tentacles below her. Some of the ones around her stomach slide down two her panties and slide them to the side. One below started to slowly creep up toward her, and began pressing against her sex. Then the one wrapped around her suddenly pushed her down onto it. Being ten feet long it easily reached her cervix, and pushed it's way into her womb. Layla could see a bulge in her stomach as it thrashed about inside her.<br><br>[5 nonlethal damage]<br><br>Nicci:<br>As you head down into the basement Miatha talks about how silver would look good on you and if you wanted rings or barbells. The basement looked like... well a sex dungeon for fetish clients. Maitha walks over to a steel table with a square metal frame around it that attached to the ceiling by some chains. "Take your clothes off and lay on the table. We don't want to get any blood on that pretty kimono do we? Also since this is your first time I would like to tie you up. If that's okay? First timers sometimes jump at the needle, and I wouldn't want to mess up your perfect breasts." She was still being very sweet for a girl with so much metal sticking out her head, and maybe a little flirty.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 05:16:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Quit agreeing with this, and wanting silver rings, not barbells. Wanting to get myself some silver bells later on to attach too, when I am feeling even more naughty. Walking down with her into the basement, also giving her a good spank while we get down there. Seeing the table and already starting to undress, slipping off my kimono and folding it neatly, with the mithril plates on top. Taking a seat and not agreeing to be tied up, since I only do that to myself for security purposes. Arcane lock and animate rope help plenty when it comes to rope bondage on top of a over all paranoia. <br><br>Just sitting there and waiting for her to begin, telling her that I am quite capable of enduring pain and not flinching to it. Already quite shivering from the cold steel table, which only helps make my nipples perk up in anticipation. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 05:28:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Miatha looked disappointed when she refused the ropes. "Funny from what I heard about you I thought you would jump at the idea of being tied up." she moves a torch over to where the table is and gets out a few things, needles, a clean cloth, and a high alcohol content liquor. wetting the cloth with the booze she wipes the first nipple clean. Then waves a needle through the flame of the torch until it was red hot, and moved it to Momo's chest. "You sure you're ready for this sweetie" Miatha asked one more time. In hopes she would reconsider the ropes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 05:33:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I only do naughty rope bondage for myself, alone in a nice tidy room with plenty of arcane defenses and other naughty surprises. Letting her clean my nipple, giggling some from how cold it all is, while watching her heat up the needle. "Oh no, this will just go by faster, and I have other things to do for today." Holding onto the temple and calming down, watching her and the needle come closer. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 05:50:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As she succumbs to extreme and deep penetration, Layla's eyes go cross, she tries to scream again and she tries to struggle again but both actions prove impossible.&nbsp; Her platinum hair tosses about as she tries to get away from the tentacles.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 06:14:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shihong:<br>Berma entered the inn and no one made any fuss. They just kept on with their business as if nothing changed. The only thing she heard was the sound of the smooth jazz in the room and light conversation.<br><br>[the room isn't directly above the lounge in fact with it being room 256 it's the furthest room from the lounge. With all the wall and doors in the way you would need godly hearing and a nat 20 to hear it, and you got a 16]<br><br>Nicci:<br>Miatha shrugged her shoulders and continued with the piercing. the hot needle went through easy, and she left it in. The hot needle cauterized the tiny hole while she started with the next one. "It's a shame your too busy today. I was hoping we could spend sometime together. There we go all done. Lets get you over to the mirror to see how good of a job I've done." Miatha helped her up from the table and over to the stairs. Under which was a large vertical trunk. Opening it up the back was a floor mirror and the side held various jewelry. Standing behind her Maitha look over Momo's shoulder at her reflection in the mirror. The needles sticking through were completely linear and parallel. Surly the work of a master of the trade. Reaching up and grabbing Momo's breast Miatha says "Mmm, very sexy. why don't you pick out the rings you want Beautiful?"<br><br>inflatetress:<br>The tentacles show no sign of letting her go, or slowing down for that matter. Then the second tentacle that was waiting underneath her starts creeping up to her naughty bits too. And has no problem at all sliding into her slutty asshole. Now being double penetrated by this horrible conjuration, Layla can see the two of them squirming around inside her.<br><br>[8 nonlethal damage]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 06:22:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The bugbear shrugged after a moment, flicking one ear as if to bat away a bothersome fly.&nbsp; She carefully maneuvered her cumbersome frame through the lounge, giving the decor an odd look and just barely managing not to knock over a few chairs in her wake.&nbsp; Clearly she was about as far out of her element as a muddy boar at a dress ball.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"You own this joint?"</em> she asked the moment she reached the bar, resting one thick arm on the countertop and pointing a meaty finger towards the man with the swanky tie.&nbsp; <em>"I'm lookin' for a room.&nbsp; Also some info, if you be like the typical bartender.&nbsp; Y'know, the kind that knows a lot of stuff 'cause people talk when they think he ain't listening."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 06:23:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Wincing just a tad to myseld, feeling the hot needles go in horizontally and come right back through my delicate flesh. Sighing out to myself and feeling the pain slowly subside, as I get off of the table and towards the trunks. Looking at the mirror some, gasping even more when she comes in from behind and grabs my delicate chest. "Hm, might as well..." <br><br>Reaching over and picking out two identical silver rings, that both have some spiral twirls in them, so they are not just plain looking. Seeing about where they open up and how, and if they are a bulb and screw or snap lock rings. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 06:23:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla feels like she's about to blackout...and then the tentacle goes up her colon!&nbsp; She suddenly is very, very alert, her eyes widen and she bites down on her teeth.&nbsp; With all her might she tries to close her anus but of course that is hopeless.&nbsp; Layla tries to work her mouth free to let out a scream.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 06:57:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shihong:<br>The bartender leans back against the counter behind him, and nonchalantly continued to clean glasses. "The cheapest room here is a five gold a night, and conversation comes with a drink." Ignoring the question of weather or not he owns The Pelican's Down.<br><br>Nicci:<br>"Good choice, I love those. Let's put them in. Your holes should be fine now." getting in front of her Miatha pulls the needles our of Momo's nipples. "Getting them to go in the first few times is difficult, but I'll show you a trick I learned." leaning forward Maitha puts Momo's nipple in her mouth. After sucking and licking on her for a bit she releases with a wet pop. "The saliva makes it easier for the ring to go in the first few times, but it's kinda hard to do by yourself, so unless you have someone willing to help you, I wouldn't take them out for a while." She said while putting Momo's ring in. Then proceeds to start on the other.<br><br>inflatetress:<br>Her struggling got her nowhere. It seemed she might have loosened the gag, because the tentacle unwrapped itself from her mouth, but before she could scream it slammed into her mouth and started throat fucking her. She could feel the tentacles around her breasts start fondling her, wrapping around her lustrous breasts and pulling them taunt. <br><br>[7 nonlethal damage]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 07:02:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Letting out a cute moan as I feel her mouth suckle on one of my nipples, blushing some as I let her get down to work. Giggling even more so when the ring goes into my nipple, feeling the weight of it on my delicate flesh, already feeling so much more of a slut. Loving all of this while I let her continue with my other nipple and breast, just standing there and holding my hands behind my back. <br><br>"hmm... such wonderful work the girls in this town do. I may just have to stay longer then I planned." <br><br>Ruby off on the table once again, being a good girl and not causing any trouble. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 07:07:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The bugbear laughed, throaty but somehow pleasant.&nbsp; <em>"Wouldn't expect anything for free.&nbsp; It'd be an insult to ya otherwise!"</em><br><br>She rummaged around in a sack at her hip for a moment, withdrawing a full twenty gold coins from it and slapping them with a satisfying jingle on the bar in front of her.&nbsp; <em>"One night, two drinks, and consider the rest thanks fer humoring me.&nbsp; I'm lookin' fer more information on them beast sightings hereabouts."</em><br><br>Then, almost as an afterthought; <em>"By the way, what're yer rules on monsters?&nbsp; Got an Owlbear tied out front and I'd prefer to know in advance if folks are liable to give him trouble."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 07:26:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nicci:<br>Smiling coyly she suckles the other. This time she seem to take her time and moaned a little. She rested he hand on one of Momo's hips. Then give her inner a playful squeeze, before releasing the second nipple. Fixing the ring in place like the first she make some small talk "Not all the girls here are wonderful. I'm just one of a kind, and with the roads the way they are you might not have a choice in the matter, and... done" she give the ring a tiny flick. "All done beautiful. Now why don't you run off to do that special someone you got these babies pierced for. I mean errands..." Miatha said with a huge grin.<br><br>Shihong:<br>The bartender smiles "You'll be please to know that we have the finest selection of ales, wines, mead, and liquor in all of... Never mind you probably want the same swill that dwarf is drinking right? I'll should warn you the alcohol content is somewhere in the thirties... You don't care do you" He grabs two glass pitchers and starts to fill them. "Hmm, whats that? An owlbear? Should be fine. Compared to the monsters of those woods, it'll seem like a fluffy bunny. No one should mess with it." He places the two drinks in front of the bugbear. With hands that fit barely through the handles, she could use them like mugs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 07:37:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Monsters be that bad, eh?&nbsp; Sounds like my kind of sport!"</em><br><br>If she took any offense to his assumptions about her character, she certainly didn't show it.&nbsp; In all likelihood she wasn't the sort to be fussy over what went down her gullet, so long as it wasn't poisonous or still trying to kill her.&nbsp; She accepted the pitchers gladly, grabbing the first in her free hand, tipping her head back, and pouring it gulp by eager gulp past her tusk-lined jaws before carefully hitting it back on the counter, empty to the last drop.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Excellent stuff!"</em> she crooned, licking her lips.&nbsp; <em>"Last place I stopped by, I swear across my gizzards they laced the drinks with tar.&nbsp; Filled ye up somethin' fierce, but not the sort of shit you want comin' back up on ya."</em><br><br>Seemingly content to let the first drink settle before attempting the next, the woman settled herself a bit more comfortably against the polished wood and gave the bartender a more scrutinizing glance.&nbsp; <em>"Tell me more about these monsters.&nbsp; Ya know what they are?&nbsp; Manticores?&nbsp; Wyverns?&nbsp; Clearly ain't somethin' native to these parts, nor somethin' with regular migration paths that cut through this way."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 07:58:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's the strangest thing" The bartender pulls the bugbear in close and starts to whisper "<em>The survival stories never seem to match up. They always describe different things. With the only common factor being the skin. Which is covered with stone like plates. At first I thought it had to be some sort of shapechanger, but I've met two survivors both of which were under the affect of trueseeing and swear to their lives of different monsters. Whatever is out there is changing through different kin, not magic.</em>" Leaning back out he returned to a normal volume of speaking "It's just dangerous. Don't go off doing something reckless." he starts cleaning glasses again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 08:32:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thanking her once more and giving her a nice spank as a reward. She would seem to be the type of girl that would enjoy that. Wandering back to the table and dressing, moaning out slightly as the silk caresses my sensitive pierced nipples. Biting my lower lip while tying myself up, and then finally grabbing Ruby. Thanking her once again and warning her about Layla, while wandering back upstairs and back out. <br><br>Wandering up there and heading back to the Inn, wondering what sort of trouble the whore has gotten herself into. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 08:41:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Even to a woman as wordly-seeming as her, the bartender's tale was enough to cause her furry brow to ascend a few inches.&nbsp; She said not a word until the man finished, drinking in every word and clearly trying to find some sense in what she was hearing.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Doesn't sound like anythin' I've ever heard o', and ye kin trust me when I say that I've heard o' a <strong>lot</strong>,"</em> she said, punctuating the statement with a hard <em>click</em> from one of her claw-like nails against the counter.&nbsp; <em>"Ya reckon there's some sorta Mother o' Monsters takin' up roost in them woods, or maybe just some crazy nutter with a book o' spells havin' himself a laugh?"</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 09:17:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The bartender shake his head. "I haven't the foggiest. All I know it what's out there is bad. I've been using the term survivor loosely. Some of the people barely make it away with more than a head and torso. A few of the stories were actually from those already dead. The sailors on the lower dock are so scared, they won't even stand in the shadows near the trees." The other patrons at tables start to get quiet. Seems the bartender's ghost stories are starting to get to them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 13:22:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alysia stepped lightly off the boat, it's elven captain left shaking his head.&nbsp; "You do not need to do this, Ally..." He said but corrected himself at the look.&nbsp; "Alysia." She smiled at him, a saddened look that held no warmth at least to the passing sailors who gawked at the unearthly beauty of the 4'11 silver haired female.&nbsp; She raised an arched eyebrow over her almond shaped amber eyes. "I cannot stay with you any longer either, Rynant, and you know why..." He countered, "We will not stay, you will be stranded here.." He let the threat trail off and was completely surprised when with a simple step the girl, light purple midriff top, skirt and those ugly yellow slippers simply faded into the dirty mass of sailors and others.&nbsp; He saw a glimpse of her worn backpack before it too was gone.&nbsp; <br><br>Alysia moved so fluidly, so ghostly that no passing body or floating grim left it's mark on her.&nbsp; They saw her and marveled at her but she was gone well before her passing could be hindered.&nbsp; She heard those she passed talk about this place or that but she already knew her destination.&nbsp; The Pelican Down.&nbsp; There she would find adventurers, there would be her next group.&nbsp; She shook her head sadly, she hoped they would be worthy.<br><br>Alysia blinked at the owlbear outside the inn.&nbsp; It was clearly tamed but she had no interest in finding out more besides wondering who would be able to do such.&nbsp; The answer appeared in the form of a nearly 7 foot bugbear standing near the bar, the rest of the inn forgotten as Alysia gazed at the size of her and the fact that no one else was running away.&nbsp; She took in the rest of the bar before making her was to the bar.&nbsp; She touched her throat for moment, a soft plea and suddenly she could understand the words being whispered or said as she passes others (comprehend languages).&nbsp; She finally made it to the bar, watching the two converse from several stools away so as to not appear rude.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 16:24:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Meanwhile, upstairs, the blonde whore struggles...at least emotionally, with the tentacles...the physical struggle was over a while ago!&nbsp; For a moment, when it stopped gagging her Layla tried to let out a scream but just as she opened her mouth to do that, she found herself giving a blow job to yet another tentacle!&nbsp; Her eyes crossed again as she examined the appendage in her mouth.&nbsp; With the tentacles railing her insides down below, Layla could tell they weren't going gentle, all of the shaking and the pounding were taking their tool, she felt very close to blacking out once again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 18:31:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mayna:<br>She couldn't hear much of anything other that the soft music playing the room. All the other patrons seemed sad or frightened, apart from the Bugbear and Dwarf. The only two conversing were the bartender and bugbear, and once she sat at the bar, the man slide down to her. He was human, in his early twenties, and had short brown hair. "Can I get you something to drink miss? Here at The Pelican's Down, we have an excellent selection of Ale, wine, mead, and liquor. I also make mixed drinks if your interested, most of the ladies that come in are, and if your not the drinking type I could just mix a drink without any spirits in it." being very friendly as bartenders are.<br><br>Inflatetress:<br>[Hmm, If your nonlethal damage leaves you at 0 that makes you staggered, which is no fun with you still being able to fight back, and anymore would leave you unconscious and still isn't fun, so let's say that your still conscious just helpless until they stop at which point you will blackout.]<br><br>The tentacle show her no mercy as second one creeps up into her. Making it's way into her womb just like the first. Now with four tentacles rampaging around inside her she feels weak, and starts to loose control of her limbs. No longer able to fight back the tentacles fuck her like a rag doll. All but one let her body go. Now that one was all they needed to control their limb plaything. It slide her up and down on the others, making their thrusts more devastating. The now free tentacles took to her holes. One by one they entered her. Layla soon lost count to how many were inside her, at least three in her mouth though. She could feel them pushing her to her breaking point, and past the three ravishing her face, she could she her stomach bloat unnaturally with the countless tentacles inside.<br><br>[8 nonlethal damage, and with that the "combat" is officially over.]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 19:33:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking down at her bloated stomach Layla felt a bit sick, she shut her eyes tight and moaned, somewhat out of agony and somewhat out of pleasure, the two had mixed really and it was difficult to tell them apart.&nbsp; She had began to orgasm, viscous, slick goo spewing out of her vagina and just making the tentacles job even easier, but it was really the tentacles up her rectum that were driving her mad with pleasure, her eyes went cross yet again and she "screamed" as best as she could.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 19:38:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alysia glanced up at the human as he approached and nodded at his words, an aloof smile curling at the corners of her mouth.&nbsp; "I would rather not drink at this time, I am merely waiting.&nbsp; If I have to drink, something without alcohol." After a moment she reached into one of the pouches of her backpack returning with a silver and a gold piece.&nbsp; "How many nights will this buy me?" She asked.&nbsp; Her voice was soft and calm, there was something enchantingly high about it, like the chiming of fine crystals.&nbsp; Her silver hair hung loosely about her, framing her face while her pointed ear tips just jutted barely from underneath as she took her eyes off the man and back to the room.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 20:33:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nicci:<br>Miatha lets out a seductive moan "Mmm, come back anytime beautiful" and before Momo could leave she got another smothering hug from Sally. The trip back to the inn was uneventful. Right before arriving she saw the wizard she was seducing spells from enter before her. Following him in he seemed to have not seen her and walked to the bar. The other fellow with all the chains was missing. That was until he showed up right behind her. It seems he had an errand to run as well and entered right after you.<br><br>Inflatetress:<br>The beating of her insides continue for about three more minutes. during which time she feels the tentacles make a U-turn inside her colon, effectively doubling their width. It's was the strangest feeling she has ever felt. When one was sliding in it was sliding out as well, and still wriggling inside. It seemed as if the were working in unison to ensure that no part of her insides were going with out stimulation for even a moment. However after the three minutes the spell ended. The tentacles faded out of existence, and with that her and her goo felt from the air and landed on that poor wizard's clean sheets.<br><br>[The beating of your insides for that 3 mins comes to about 238 nonlethal damage, you won't be waking up for awhile now]<br><br>Mayna: <br>The man sighs at the coins "You don't have to drink if you don't want to, and a drink without spirits is nonalcoholic. As for lodging that would get you six days at A Hard place, but that isn't enough for a night here. The Pelican's Down isn't made for the frugal. If your really that strapped for coins I'll let you stay in the servant quarters for free a few nights, but other than that there's nothing I can do." You could hear a little pity in his voice, when he told her that wasn't enough for a room.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 21:09:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla plops down onto the bed face first, her arms and legs are sprawled out in all directions and her plump bottom is up in the air, as her legs are bent at the knees.&nbsp; Her skimpy babydoll has slide down the small of her back and her hair cascades down the side of the bed.&nbsp; Her face is buried in the sheets, in a puddle of her own fluids...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 21:33:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wandering back into the Inn flushed and quite bothered, feeling my new nipple rings grind into my silk kimono with each step I take. Already willing to do all sorts of naughty things to various people, including myself. Looking around the Inn though and taking stock of the new comers, wondering where that elf came from. <br><br>Playing coy with mister room 256, as I just take my seat again at the bar. Rummaging around in my bag and finding my silk rope, going over that for any frays or tears in the weave. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 23:27:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alysia smiled gently and shook her head.&nbsp; "I believe I have a few more coin ..." she trailed off in a gesture for his name and nodded when he gave it. "please let me know how much a single night is going to be for your inn.&nbsp; I will see to this "hard place" tomorrow."&nbsp; She offered the requested gold and shrugged. The coin was not so important to her anyways and if dumped were true she would find an group that would be searching the wood and the coins would flow, they always did.<br><br>Alysia looked again as the inn filled up and waited for her drink, figuring she would at least blend in a bit.&nbsp; The woman in the kimono surely stood out and it appeared that many of the people at the inn already knew her.&nbsp; The dwarf was quiet which was odd for one of them but oddities happened.&nbsp; The bugbear was the most intriguing of the patrons so far and she studied her quietly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 00:11:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He speaks his name. "Laucian Saunders, and it's five gold a night." he takes her gold "You'll fine the accommodations of your room well worth the price. The exact opposite of A Hard place. It's a run down tavern that caters to the sailors on the lower dock." The wizard from 256 wave Luacian over, and they talk for a bit. Luacian nods and heads back to the elf. He takes out a glass put a few ice cubes in it, and fill it with water. Setting the glass in front of her, he says "Water is free, but don't worry. You're a pretty gal. I'm sure some guy will buy you a drink in no time." he smiles and gives her a wink, before heading off to collect empty glasses and clean them. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 01:59:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alysia shakes her head at the parting comment and shrugs, looking at the water but not drinking it.&nbsp; She continues to study the other patrons, watching the odd man (the one from 256). "Looks like a Mage..." She thinks, he might be a good starting contact if nothing presents itself.&nbsp; "5 gold a night? I have enough for a few days but something better happen soon." Her thoughts took up most of her attention, still she was watching the unusual patrons and Laucian as well.&nbsp; "He's not bad looking for a human I guess but I really don't know if I need anyone buying me drinks, not after the morning I had." She winced in remembrance of the verbal fight before getting off the boat.<br><br>"another hour and I'll turn in.&nbsp; Then down to the "Hard Place" tomorrow."&nbsp; &nbsp;You always found hard people in hard places...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 03:09:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The massive warrior seemed to be pretty deep in thought, tapping a crooked nail against the counter with beat as steady as a leaky faucet.&nbsp; She'd already taken it upon herself to drain the second pitcher of cheap booze, though if it was getting to her at all it certainly didn't show in her face.&nbsp; Whatever she was deliberating about seemed to be for naught, because she eventually sighed and shook it from her thoughts.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes roamed over the two new girls, locking for a moment on the garrishly decorated foreigner with the sword.&nbsp; Her brow turned up almost comically, as though it was the most bizarre sight she'd seen in a long time.&nbsp; Only when she looked to Alysia did she notice her eyes looking back, and a toothy grin spread up over the top of her gorget.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Ya'll look ta have come a long way, eh?"</em> she started in, apparently in the mood for some good-natured conversation.&nbsp; <em>"What brings ya to this snug little settlement at such dangerous times?"</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 03:17:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alysia blinked "fascinating... Truly you speak well." she paused for a moment and raised a hand, "No offense of course.&nbsp; I'm assuming that is your creature outside?"&nbsp; &nbsp;She turned in her chair to acknowledge the conversation with the massive female. "I have but this is an important trade port for many.&nbsp; It needs to be completely open." She offered as an explanation of why she was there.&nbsp; "and yourself?&nbsp; And if I might ask, what are you actually drinking?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 03:17:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Busy with the silk work and hearing the bugbear woman person start hammering on about what I am doing here. Which is quite a interesting question, one that doesn't need to be repeated here or elsewhere, especially in front of strangers. <br><br>"Hm well, I suppose I am here looking for treasure, with there being so many monsters out and about, something or someone has to be afoot in those black hills." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 03:38:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The bugbear laughed, like a mound of stones rolling down hill.&nbsp; <em>"None taken.&nbsp; Wouldn't be the first time someone expected me ta just<strong> roar</strong> at 'em 'r somethin'.&nbsp; And aye, he'd be mine.&nbsp; Name's Curmudgeon.&nbsp; Far as I can reckon, he's been old and ornery at heart from the day he were born." </em><br><br>She took a glance at the two empty pitchers as if they'd get up and tell her what they'd been full of, then licked her lips to see if the aftertaste might offer any clues.&nbsp; <em>"Can't rightly say!&nbsp; Booze be booze.&nbsp; Ain't watered down at least, which is a rare thing these days.&nbsp; As for why <strong>I'm</strong> here, I'm lookin' fer some new game.&nbsp; Kinda the sort ta look fer trouble where I ought not to, ya might say."</em><br><br>She gave the other girl an odd look.&nbsp; <em>"Treasure?&nbsp; From what I've heard, ta won't be findin' no troves hereabouts, little lady.&nbsp; Just snarlin' beasts and a mess o' mangled corpses." </em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 03:47:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laucian chimed in while taking her empty mugs "Mess of mangled corpses, of wealthy merchants, and I'm glad you liked the drink. It's a special blend of dwarven and orcish recipes that have been brewed and distilled here at this inn, using some local some local secret ingredients. Bit too powerful for someone with a delicate palate, but his type laps it up" he said while motioning to the dwarf.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 04:26:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				You never know what has been left out there to the hoards from fellow adventurers and other merchant types that met their fate on the road." Talking while stuffing the silk rope back into my purse/bag. Taking a time to think about wanting something to eat for the big night, finally deciding on some wonderful fish that this establishment must have. <br><br>"Hello mister innkeeper, I would like to order your best fish dish please." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 04:32:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Tch</em>, the bugbear nearly spat, a sour look on her face.&nbsp; <em>"Raidin' tombs and crypts and ruins whose owners be long dead is one thing, and I kin see takin' necessary provisions and the like, but I ain't naw buzzard fer the freshly deceased.&nbsp; Not unless I'm planning ta find the next o' kin, at any rate."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 04:36:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alysia seemed pleased by the answer regardless of the strangeness of the tiny elf looking up at the giant bugbear and she glanced back first a the woman with the long sword and then the bartender.&nbsp; "I'm Alysia and if you decide to go into the forests, I will be happy to lend a hand."&nbsp; She nodded and finally took a sip of the icy water, a tiny one, barely a mouthful if one was watching and then set the glass down.&nbsp; Her amber eyes seemed to smile but her mouth only curled a small amount.&nbsp; "There is no place for the dead to continue to walk. If they are there they should be laid to rest."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 05:00:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, yes getting so many travelers from the east our chief makes some very fine sushi. I assume salmon rolls will be alright?" He puts the order in with the kitchen, and before long a plate comes back with her meal. "A serving of salmon sushi, only seven silver sweetie." placing the plate in front of her, then laughing at his alliteration. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 05:47:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah excellent, I was wondering if I was going to get some wonderful sushi here in this town." Taking my time eating them and savoring everything about my homeland, and how it is just better then the sluggard foods they have here. Giving him the money with hardly a hassle, already lost in my own dream world. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 06:01:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Another odd look.&nbsp; <em>"Didn't hear anything about the <strong>walkin'</strong> dead.&nbsp; From what I can tell it's just bodies and the like.&nbsp; Apparently great foreign monsters, no two the same but each just as deadly as the last have been stalkin' about the woods, snatchin' up folks and manglin' 'em somethin' fierce.&nbsp; Don't sound natural at all, ya ask me."</em><br><br>She jabbed a finger towards the others, nearly knocking over a mug in the process.&nbsp; <em>"All I know is, where there be bodies ta bury and beasts ta slay, I can't just sit back and do nothin'.&nbsp; Nor can I think o' <strong>lootin'</strong> the bodies where they lay,"</em> she added with a pointed look towards short girl with the sword.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 06:30:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alysia blinked slowly as if trying to figure out where things went wrong and finally shrugged "I thought you meant the other ... Um .. mobile corpses.&nbsp; I don't plan to take anything from another but it kind of is a strange difference... From not taking a magical sword from a dead warrior's hand but taking the same sword from a goblin's hand." She took another drink of the water and smiled.&nbsp; "Anyways, it sounds like we all might have the same idea just perhaps different means?&nbsp; I know I would rather be doing something useful and good than sitting here burning through 5 gold coins a day." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 06:57:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"I wouldn't take a sword from a dead man's hand </em> or <em>a goblin's.&nbsp; Not unless they tried to cut me with it first, anyway.&nbsp; Ain't no respect in stealin' from poor stranger's lyin' dead by the road, especially if they came to their ends at the hands or claws of a beast,"</em> she replied, completely resolute in her judgment.<br><br>She gave Alysia a more scrutinizing glance, as if only now taking her in for the first time.&nbsp; <em>"If ya think you kin handle yerself in a fight, I ain't gonna stop ya from taggin' along when I set out.&nbsp; Ain't my place.&nbsp; But I'm no babysitter, so don't do anythin' dumb if ya kin help it."</em><br><br>The bugbear grinned again, offering her large hand to the elf over the other girl's head.&nbsp; <em>"Call me Berma.&nbsp; If yer serious about huntin' monsters, I'll at least have yer name first."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 06:59:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Luacian quickly picked up on the elf's faux pas, and leaned in to whisper in her pointy ear "The large woman your speaking with is a bugbear, and bugbears are goblinoids. I don't think she would appreciate your statement about how it's okay to rob the corpses of her kin. You should probably apologize."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 13:09:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Having completed his meal and taking a moment to brush away a few specks of food caught in the breads of his facial hair, Saint Codin threw back the last of the ale in one mighty swig. Twisting on his seat the dwarf turned his attention to the bugbear and the elf. "My name is Codin, and Kord himself has made me his Saint, so you can be sure I'm a warrior tried and true. If you are heading into that forest, you have my axe." There was a glint in his eye of experience and his face was weathered by harsh elements, his breastplate was forged of spiked mithral and his greataxe was clearly of high quality and made from Deep Crystal. It wouldn't take a master adventurer to tell he had been in a few tussles with beasties foul and furious. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 13:24:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Berma blinked, looking around wildly for a moment before finally realizing where the gruff and undeniably proud voice had come from.&nbsp; She had to bend over a few inches just to see Codin over her armor, but the moment she laid eyes on him her face split into a wolfish grin.<br><br><em>"Ahh, a dwarf is it?&nbsp; I didn't even see ya there!"</em> she cried, laughing boisterously--all in good fun, of course.&nbsp; <em>"A fancy one at that!&nbsp; Truly the wilds draw all sorts these days.&nbsp; And ya say yer a saint o' Kord hisself?"</em><br><br>Reaching up into the gorget for a moment, the woman grabbed at a small chain that had gone unseen around her neck and tugged it up for all to see.&nbsp; A carefully polished symbol was attached to one end, an eight-pointed star crafted from the shafts of minuscule maces and spears.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Now I ain't no</em> saint, <em>but I always liked the cut o' that guy's jib.&nbsp; I figure if we've somehow managed to cross paths, then I reckon the big guy upstairs must want us to get some killin' done in his name."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 14:20:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Codin gave a smile as the bugbear revealed her Kord pendant. It was good to be among friends. "Kord be praised! Well then....a little contest is in order I'd say, whoever gets the best kill wins! Ale is on the loser!" Laughed the Dwarf as he stepped down from the stool. For a dwarf he was quite tall, approaching five feet tall, taller then some elves in fact! <br><br>The dwarf gave an excited stretch, his eyes giving a brief glow of his psionic energy. "If these beasties be as tough as folk say, we could have some fun on our hands alright. Tell me barkeep, would you be interested in a fine monsters head to mount on your wall!?" asked Saint Codin with a hearty laugh. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 15:12:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alysia looked at the huge hand as it was extended and smiled at the bugbear whispering "excuse me" to the black haired swordswoman. &nbsp;she placed her tiny hand, in relation to the bugbear's, inside and allowed them to touch, shaking being quite impossible. &nbsp;She then withdrew it and looked at the bartender with the same pleasant smile "Thank you for the tip." but the gleam in her eye almost gave the impression she chose her words carefully and knew exactly what she was saying to the bugbear.<br><br>Alysia's smile faded briefly trying to gauge if the dwarf was going to start a fight and was truly lost for words when the bugbear removed the holy symbol of Kord as well. &nbsp;"Well this is certainly beyond happenstance...the mighty wrestler's influence has spread wide it would seem. &nbsp;Oh, I gave my name earlier, it is Alysia but sometimes it is missed and I hope I will not be a hinderance to you when we go out but you will not need to baby sit." Alysia's face remained impassive as she watched the group begin to gel and smiled softly as the dwarf grew excited by the though of battle. "well, at least some things don't change." she thought.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 17:37:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Luacian politely smiled and laughed at the dwarf's joke "I'm not really one for taxidermy, and I think a severed head would be more fitting of an establishment like A Hard place." Then buses the dwarf's dirty dishes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 02:42:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still enjoying my meal, and rather forgetting about the meet up we were suppose to have tonight. Just that this sushi is just too good, and I have yet to have any good quality food in weeks! 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 03:10:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The scrawny wizard from 256, who most certainly didn't forget about her, got his nerves together and walked over to the beautiful spellcaster of his dreams. Tapping her nervously on the shoulder he says "Ahem... Miss? I'm sorry I don't remember you telling me your name, but... It's getting a little late, and... If we're going to have enough time to copy the spell you want, and Um..." He lowers his voice to whisper in her ear <em>"Discuss a price. We should head to up to my room now"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 03:28:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alysia swiveled her head from side to side between the bugbear, the dwarf and the swordswoman and now that gangly person that was most definitely a spellcaster given his question to the woman but if she was copying spells...she smiled to herself and nodded.&nbsp; This was the making of a good group and looking around the IBM, the only ones interested in heading into that forest.&nbsp; She continued to watch the dwarf and bugbear "what an interesting alliance that would be..." she thought and continued to sip her water sparingly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 03:57:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Bah, ya could use some unique decorations in this place!"</em> Berma insisted, waving her knuckles towards the empty spaces over the bar.&nbsp; <em>"Too much flowery crap in this joint, if ya don't mind me sayin'.&nbsp; Grand accommodations and all, but not enough <strong>life</strong>!&nbsp; Could probably sleep standin' up in this sorta place."</em><br><br>She blinked, just barely managing to suppress a yawn.&nbsp; <em>"Actually, bit o' a nap might do me a spot o' good.&nbsp; Been on the road fer damn near two days now without much rest ta speak of.&nbsp; I'll take me room key now, iffin' ya don't mind."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 03:59:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moaning to myself at the feel of the rice and fish in my mouth, just loving every single bite. Seeing him come over while I am busy, and getting annoyed that someone would interrupt me during these time. Glaring at him and giving him a death stare, before coming up with a better idea. <br><br>"say.. you wouldn't happen to have any skill in crafting? I would sure enjoy having myself a certain rope, that could move on its on and by mental commands. I do the animate rope spell, but I would just love to have assist on that, and other spells you could offer to help make the rope more resistant to being cut." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 04:50:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Umm... I'm a skilled cryptographer, but I don't know anything about making ropes... As for spells you may want... <em>I would prefer to discus that in private.</em>" he whisper the last bit. Not wanting the other looky lous knowing about which spells he may or may not have.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 05:50:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"hm, oh well. You shall retire to your room for the time being. I am still enjoying my dinner." Waving him off and going right back to my meal, already thinking about giving the innkeeper guy a very nice tip when I get myself from free time. Such a hassle when there is just too many things to do properly! 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 06:18:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Poor guy, with Momohime being such a cold bitch, he heads up to his room to sulk. Not being gone long he storms back down, blushing so hard his head looked like a candied apple on that stick like body. He whisper something to Luacian. Luacian facepalmed before asking a favor of the two brutes at the bar. "Would either of the two of you be willing to assist in the carrying of a no good lazy whore?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 06:26:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Berma started at the outburst, her hand already outstretched and waiting for her room key.&nbsp; With a sigh she pushed away from the counter, lumbering over to the scrawny magician and crossing her arms.&nbsp; She had quite the odd look on her face, though it was difficult to tell what it was meant to convey.<br><br><em>"Weren't ye just off ta yer room a second ago?&nbsp; Where's this whore o' yers?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 06:35:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The bartender explains the situation with a little more detail "You see the fine chap here, doesn't like people snooping in his room whist he's away, so he sets up magic spells. One of which causes large tentacles to rise from the ground and beat the intruders mercilessly. It's seems a worker from the Coral Reef broke into his room, and being the masochist she is, orgasmed from the lashings she got. Now she is face down unconscious in a puddle of her... 'fluids'. Anyway could you go up to room 256 and bring her down to the bar?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 06:42:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Berma arched her brow, surprised but strangely suspicious.&nbsp; <em>"Seems a bit roundabout fer a magic finger-waggler, wouldn't ya say?&nbsp; If it were me, I'd just conjure up a couple o' proper fists ta do the work.&nbsp; Tentacles ain't exactly great fer bludgeonin'."</em><br><br>She shrugged, clearly baffled by the situation.&nbsp; <em>"Fine, whatever.&nbsp; Lead the way."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 07:03:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The bartender leads the way and they bring the unconscious slut down and lay her on the bar. "Anyone want to try to wake sleeping beauty with a kiss?" Luacian says as a joke then pulls a whistle shaped like a rooster. He goes to blow but stops "It's for waking patrons who've had a few too many" he explained before giving it a good blow. It makes the sound of a rooster crowing (DC 15 spellcraft to know the spell is dawn.), and the bimbo wakes from her slumber<br><br>[Layla is now just staggered with 20 nonlethal damage]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 07:08:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahhhhh!" Layla sits up quickly and looks around.&nbsp; Clearly she was confused...was this...The Pelican?&nbsp; What was she doing here?&nbsp; A client?&nbsp; The blonde continued to look around, most of the people she didn't recognize...the bartender, she know him and was that...Momo?&nbsp; Then something rang a bell, but it was more of a ding as she still really wasn't sure what happened!&nbsp; "Whay the heck?&nbsp; What's going on?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 07:12:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Berma hadn't shown any signs of disgust as she carried the little sopping woman back downstairs and on the bar--though it looked like she found putting her <em>there</em> of all places to be slightly questionable.&nbsp; However, it soon became quite clear that she was more than a little irritated at the mage, rather than the brutalized and bewildered intruder.<br><br><em>"Ya said those tentacles o' yers were fer <strong>beatin'</strong>?"</em> she growled, prodding at the prostitute's mouth and rear.&nbsp; <em>"Funny, 'cause it don't look like she got off on gettin' smacked in the face.&nbsp; Look at how it's all red 'round the edge o' her lips and the like.&nbsp; Looks ta me like this little spell o' yers be the work o' a <strong>horndog</strong> lookin' ta get his jollies off with some unsuspectin' lady."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 07:19:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Enjoying my wonderful dinner while watching them bring back down my friend form the Inn proper. Hearing what happened and how she should have had known better then to wander into a wizards room without a invite. I just take the direct route and arcane lock the door, far too lazy to place down a trap. Traps are just boring since they usually go off when you are not around. No fun at all!<br><br>Anyway, still sitting there and very much looking content right now. If that were me in her shoes, this entire Inn would be on fire and there would be the usual amounts of screaming and name calling and who was to blame. So tedious. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 07:23:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The blonde bimbo looked a bit confused, "Tentacles?&nbsp; Huh....oooooo, that's right!&nbsp; Some creepo wizard locked me in his room and had these tentacles gang bang me!&nbsp; I remember now!". Layla then sits upa bit more and starts to look around, upon spotting him she pointed, "Him!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 07:33:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A lot of accusations without a lot of proof "The problem with that story is that he was out shopping, while you stormed off up stairs to break into his room. Now Layla don't go crying rape just because you got caught with your pants down. Be an adult and apologize." Luacian scolded her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 07:37:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Berma did not look in any way convinced.&nbsp; <em>"Now I ain't the sort to condone breakin' inta a man's room, but I think it's pretty clear what went down.&nbsp; Could be that little pervert spell he had all wrangled up was fer someone else, and this little missy got the brunt end of it 'cause she went 'n did somethin' foolish.&nbsp; If anythin', they're </em><strong>both</strong><em> in the wrong."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 07:42:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla rolled her eyes, "Ughhh...well who puts a spell like that on in their room?&nbsp; Geez!&nbsp; What if the Mayor had walked on?&nbsp; Or you Luacian?&nbsp; Geez!". She hopped down off the bar, the landing caused her breasts and platinum hair to bounce up and down a bit, but mostly her breasts!&nbsp; "Well Momo, I went into your boyfriend's room and I can assure you, he is a total perv.&nbsp; There must be a dozen or more pairs of little girl panties, collected from his travels no doubt!". She giggled and started to sit down but paused as her eyes crossed and she let out a gasp, "Ooo...ouchie!". Slowly then, she sits.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 07:53:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Preposterous those spells are for defense only, and you shouldn't go around accusing others of events you know nothing about, Greenskin! And I don't steal ladie's undergarment's!" The wizard scoffed. "He right, there no way he gotten in any panties in a long time, but with all seriousness. This isn't the first time someone broke into his room. Just be glad you didn't touch his spellbook you'd be burnt, shocked, poisoned, insane, turned to stone, melting, on another plane." Luacian said joking about some dead serous of others. (DC 28 spellcraft to know what he's talking about!)<br><br>[Hey I don't really condone metagaming, so keep it at a minimal.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 22:50:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still finding all of this highly amusing. Wondering if I should say something or just watch the in fighting and bickering continue. Slowly enjoying my sushi and seeing where this all went down and naughty. Still not going to say anything, however, since this is just too good for Dinner Entertainment. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>21-12-2010, 04:20:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With yet another eye roll the blonde waves the situation off, "Okay, fine...I was just trying to keep Momo from making a big mistake, that's all.&nbsp; Looks like it worked too huh Momo?&nbsp; Just think what would have happened to you had he taken you in there, in addition to those nasty tentacles that...I doubt you could have handled, <em>he </em>would have been in there at the same time...I shudder at the thought!&nbsp; Layla chuckles and then shrugs, "Anyway you all seem quite chummy now down here, so tell me...what did I miss?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>21-12-2010, 06:09:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If that were me in your situation, this entire Inn would be on fire while I'd enjoy the flames with a nice cup of tea on the roof of the building from across the street. Not my problem that one cannot deal with a simple evards black tentacles." Smiling to myself while still enjoying my sushi, taking a look at the Innkeeper and how he better be glad that it wasn't me up there. One lass such as myself can only hold back so much when she has three fireballs prepared. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>21-12-2010, 06:28:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Luacian lets out a healthy chuckle "Aren't you an adorable little firecracker. Thinking I'd let you burn my inn down with your magic. The Pelican's down has learned more than a few tricks for dealing with fire happy mages." It was a little creepy how he referred to the inn as being alive, but who is she to judge with the way she treats Ruby? The wizard on the other hand was even more smitten when Momohime correctly identified the spell in question that he used to protect his room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>24-12-2010, 16:28:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It's getting late in the evening, and one by one the patrons in the lounge take off. Soon Luacian rings the bell for last calls. Then shuttles people out of the bar and too their respective rooms. All your rooms are nice and clean. Red carpet, and linens with mahogany furniture matching the rest of the inn. The beds are plush and soft, When laying on it you feel like your sinking into a cloud.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>25-12-2010, 07:00:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the inn<br>All the travelers were sleeping, while monsters brood kin<br><br>They're stalking their victims by the forest with care<br>In hopes that their dinner will soon would be there<br><br>The players were nestled all snug in their beds,<br>While visions of golden coins danced in their heads;<br><br>And Luacian in his bowtie, and I in my cap,<br>Had just settled down for a long evening nap,<br><br>When down in the lounge there arose such a clatter,<br>I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.<br><br>Away to the bar I flew like a flash,<br>Wearing nothing but robe that's tied with a sash<br><br>The room has been glamored with new fallen snow<br>That sprinkled white powered on the floor below<br><br>When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,<br>But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,<br><br>With a little old driver, so lively and quick,<br>I knew in a moment it must be Magic<br><br>More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,<br>And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;<br><br>"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!<br>On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!<br><br>Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"<br><br>As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,<br>When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,<br><br>So up to the counters the coursers they flew,<br>With the sleigh full of toys, and item wondrous too.<br><br>And then, in a twinkling, I heard from the roof<br>The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.<br><br>As I drew in my head, and was turning around,<br>on top the chimney the man came with a bound.<br><br>He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,<br>And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;<br><br>A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,<br>And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.<br><br>His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!<br>His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!<br><br>His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,<br>And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;<br><br>The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,<br>And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;<br><br>He had a broad face and a little round belly,<br>That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.<br><br>He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,<br>And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;<br><br>A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,<br>Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;<br><br>He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,<br>And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,<br><br>And laying his finger aside of his nose,<br>And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;<br><br>He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,<br>And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.<br><br>But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,<br>"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 01:32:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yawning out to myself while wandering back upstairs for the night. Very much enjoyed myself this night, especially my new kewerly and how more naughty I feel. Closing and locking the door behind me, taking the time to look around and stretch. Casting unseen servant, allowing the ghostly form to undress for me, as I wiggle out of my kimono. Walking over to the window to check things out, before combing out my hair and generally getting ready for bed. <br><br>After another good half hour I finally get to bed and rest properly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 05:55:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The next day you all awake to find your rooms in a different state than they were last night. wreaths of green and tinsel decorated your rooms and the halls of The Pelican's Down in a festive manner. Down stairs in the lounge Luacian is there as normal, but it smelled of ginger and cinnamon and the smooth music has been replace with heart warming carols of cold weather and gifts. Over in a corner is a large pine tree that has been decorated with bulbs and light spells. On top there was a star and below were parcels festively wrapped in red and green paper. On each parcel was a name of one of the guests staying in the inn last night.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 23:10:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla greedily finds her present and unwraps it in a hurry.&nbsp; She has no idea of course who it is from, but honestly she doesn't really care...it was a present after all!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 23:24:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Whoever the gift is from must have known that Layla was naughty that year. Inside her parcel was a slutty silk see-through blue robe, much like the ones she already owns. Though it was of much higher quality and had a smoother feel on her skin. However when she puts it on she intuitively knows that the garment has very special properties.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 00:10:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The next to arise from slumber was the Dwarf Saint, one hand running over his face for a moment before he pulled himself from the bed. The decorations took a moment to register in his head, after all he hadn't spent too much time examining the decor of the room before curling up under the covers and drifting off. Throwing on his usual attire sans the breastplate Codin wandered downstairs, head tiling towards whomever was behind the bar counter while he examined the tree from afar. "A hot drink if you'd be so kind." he asked, before flicking a coin towards the counter. He was handy enough at the old coin flick. <br><br>Confident feet took him towards the street before caught his eye, one of the gifts had his name on it! "Well my the bronze beards of my ancestors!" Codin bellowed, eyebrows raised in interest before he picked it up. The Dwarf took a moment to examine the box, to see if he could guess before one hand went to work tearing off the delightful wrapping paper. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 00:23:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Luacian caught the coin and then flicked it back. "Drinks are on the house today" He said with a smile, then fetched the dwarf a mug. Inside was a warm brown liquid that smelled like chocolate, and it had tiny white sugary sponges floating in it. Inside the dwarf's box was a belt made of thick leather and studded with iron. Very fitting attire for a dwarf.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 03:41:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Waking up very slowly, being a rather heavy sleeper. Blinking some and wondering who did this and who has to be blown up in order to prevent this nonense from happening again. Glaring mostly at the walls while getting dressed, blaming them for all of this. Making my way down to the main floor to see more of this nonsense. <br><br>Thinking it to be cultists or villagers being drunk and rowdy, and seeing the tree and the other patrons enjoying gifts? Finding all of this amusing while I saunter over to get mine, seeing the other two not melting from their gifts, so no traps at least. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 04:00:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Searching around the tree she finds a green box with a red bow. On the box was a tag that said "Momo". Pulling on the ribbon the bow comes undone, and the top opens up revealing a pair of bracers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 04:14:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sleep had come grudgingly for Berma, and she had spent many a late hour pacing around the room like a beast in cage.&nbsp; Following the mid-afternoon catastrophe her nerves were especially short-fused, and on several occasions she tromped on back down to the common area to check on the sleepy old Owlbear roped up outside.&nbsp; <br><br>Only at the very last did she allow sleep to claim her, but <em>wakefulness</em> came far easier for the worldly woman, and the moment her eyes noticed a change in the decor of her room she damn near upended the bed and broke the window in the process of disentangling herself from the sheets and shouting something nonsensical about <em>thieves</em> and <em>magical perverts</em>.&nbsp; <br><br>By the time she came down and found her box by the tree she'd found herself in a particularly sour mood, clearly unsettled by the strange decorations and the enchantments that had surely been cast in order to get everything as it was.&nbsp; Berma glanced furtively at the bartender, perhaps wondering if <em>he</em> was to blame, before snatching up her gift and wrenching the wrapping paper off with a bemused expression.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 04:31:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				If Berma was upset before shes going to hit the roof when she finds out some cheapskate left her a book as a gift. All around her people are unwrapping weapons and armor and here she is with a book. Adding insult to injury after flipping through she find that the tome contains exercise descriptions and diet suggestions. Apparently someone is dropping a hint that shes fat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 04:43:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wondering what these are all about, while casting detect magic on it and doing a good hard lookie with spellcrafting. Standing there off to the side, engrossed in my own ideas of what these bracers contain within. <br><br>(spellcraft of 25.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 04:47:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Berma stared at the small tome for a moment, leafing through its pages with a skeptical eye.&nbsp; She didn't even seem to notice or care about what the other tenants were receiving, completely engrossed with her own paltry gift.&nbsp; After a few moments she sniffed at it, shrugged, and shoved it into a small bag on her hip.<br><br><em>"Pah.&nbsp; Can't read more than me own name anyway.&nbsp; What a bloody weird town."</em>&nbsp; Neither satisfied nor dissatisfied, she would turn to the bartender with a wide grin.&nbsp; <em>"What's that I hear about drinks on the house?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 05:07:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Luacian looks up "Hmm? Oh, right drinks are free today, but all we have to serve is that chocolate drink the dwarf is drinking, or a sweet drink made from eggs, sugar, and cream"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 05:11:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Berma looked at the man as if he'd grown several extra heads.&nbsp; <em>"Chocolate?&nbsp; Ain't they those little brown nuggets what fancy housewives munch on in private until they bloat up like cows?"</em> she asked, making a little pinching motion as if to pluck one out of the air.&nbsp; <em>"And ya say ye can drink 'em?&nbsp; Well, why the hell not.&nbsp; I'll take a mug!"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 05:15:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Luacian goes and gets Berma a mug just like the dwarf's "Yeah, the chocolate is melted and mixed with milk. That's why the drink is served hot" He said as he sets the drink in front of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 20:43:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nicci:<br>The Bracers are very much magical and you can know the aura to be one of Moderate conjuration.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 21:04:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking over his new belt Codin was indeed pleased, it was very nice. The Dwarf took a moment to put on the belt, before examining how it looked, and he had to say. It wasn't too bad, not too bad at all. Adorned in his new gift the Dwarf made his way over to the counter where he retrieved his drink. "Aah, a little something to warm the belly in the morning. Don't mind if I do!" he smiled before parting beard so that he might drink deep from the mug of warm chocolate like stuff. <br><br>"So does the morning greet you all well?" Asked the Saintly Dwarf, while taking in the mornings festivities all around him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 21:16:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Getting rather curious about these bracers now, but keeping an leery eye on them. Slowly slipping them on now, and closing the bracers around my delicate and pretty arms. Still wondering what sort of trick this is, while I busy waving my arms around in various manners at the Innkeep, waiting for something or anything to happen. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 23:13:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the dwarf puts on the belt he could feel himself getting stronger. Obviously this was a magic belt. The Innkeeper took his time cleaning some mugs before responding to the dwarf's question. "As well as any other" said Luacian who smiled and waved back at the pretty little spellcaster who was waving at him. "Would you like a cookie?" He said while setting down a plate of various baked goods.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 02:05:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hm, nothing exploded, so things are starting to look better. In any case, time to get in my hour of mediation and study to get my spells back. Glaring at the general decorations in the Inn and still wondering who did this without my detection, while wandering back up to my room and mediating. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>01-01-2011, 02:16:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((ulthakptah, what type of strength belt is it? So I know what to add to my sheet))<br><br>As Codin felt strength rush through his arms having put on the belt, he couldn't help but feel a fantastic vitality. "Aye, today will be the day!" he informed polished off his drink with several deep gulps. "Yes, today I shall venture into the wilds and deal with those beasts and creatures that have been causing such a stir." he continued, while taking a moment to crack his knuckles and then his neck. It was most audible indeed. With a nod of his head to the barkeep he ventured up to his room to gather his equipment and effects, being sure he was as prepared as he could be. <br><br>Returning down to the main room, adorned in his armour and his weapon firmly attached to his belt, having taken a moment to tie his hair back (hair in the face when trying to slay a monster could be such a nightmare!). "If any wish to join me, now is the time." announced the psychic barbarian saint.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 05:45:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fog rolls in on this cold morning. Off on the lower docks of Targas a small fishing ship has just arrived with a handful of strange travelers. "Rumors in the town is there are monsters causn' a rukis for the caravans. He he he, but it don't mess wit my fishing none, so I don't really mind!" laughs the fishing captain. He didn't seem to have all his pegs screwed in right, except for the one he used as a leg. The eerie fog stretched all the way to the forest, blanketing the town. <br><br>Up in the Pelican's down the little spellcaster has finish with her meditation. The saint was full of vim and verve ready to carve up some monsters in the name of Kord. And the dancer was trying on her new robe, hoping to find someone to help her through the woods.<br><br>[I don't feel like describing the whole town again so new people can read about it in the first post.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 06:18:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A cloaked and hooded figure standing in small fishing vessel smiled to fisherman's comments and replied; "Quaint suppose, whatever happens in the land affects little what happens in the sea. Please do tell me; what inn you would recommend for some adventurer's with little nice wealth to throw around? Also is there bounty for dealing with the monsters?" A large green fur covered dog was laying on four in bottom of the ship vessel besides the man. Ears perked up but otherwise staying still and low. He releases a deep groaning sigh and the cloaked and hooded man with bow and quiver filled with arrows in his back looks down on the exotic dog, crouches down and pets the dog and says; "Do not worry Lavael, we soon get to shore and find dog friendly inn for us." He taps the bulky rib side of his dog in gentle patting as comfort. Lavael usually disliking to use boats, probably little sea sick from whole affair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 06:30:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well if it's a plush bed you're wanting I would say the Pelican's Down. It's veray aptly name softest pilloows&nbsp; you could emagine." He chuckles a little more "As for payment on those monsters... I don't supose there's eny! Unless grave robn' ain't benith ya!" He laughs some more, being the very strange individual he is.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 06:40:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The cloaked figure's tone becomes wondering sort when he murmurs mostly to himself; "Huh? Why locals would not bother or hire adventurers to deal with monsters....." Once ship docks he thanks the fisherman and walks on the docks with his dog Lavael. Asking few directions here and there while walking mild mist clouding town and heading towards <em>Pelican's Down</em>......studying and watching the city while the cloak and hood covered man walks in the streets and his dog jogs happily around, happy being back on land again! Also taking sniffs here and there to gather new scents around.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 07:23:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yawning some while wandering down from my Inn room, wondering who I have to kill to get myself some breakfast sushi. Blinking some at the various people there are, if any. Yawning even more while wandering down onto a chair and table, wearing my usual naughty kimono and mithril plates, holding onto my precious katana. <br><br>Wanting some warm sake while I am at it. Staring at the bracers that I got before, wondering what sort of thing this is. Doing another intense study of it, with a fresh mind and open opinions on it. <br><br>(know arcane of 29 in addition to detect magic.) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 07:36:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Luacian put you order for sushi in as before, but the sake was a no can do. Seems the only drinks for today are still the hot chocolate drinks and the creamy one made with egg. Starting at the bracers you find out that they still have an aura of Moderate conjuration.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 07:43:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not even bothering with these silly drinks, more then content with my morning sushi. Waiting for the order to arrive while fiddling with the bracers all the same. Putting them back onto my arms for now, sighing out some since I cannot prepare identify. Wondering if there is another caster around that could help, maybe that old guy from before... <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 08:53:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A small tabby curled up in the corner of the Pelican's Down cracked open one eye, and then stood, stretching with a cavernous yawn that showed off sharp canines and incisors.&nbsp; Sitting down, the cat started cleaning herself, all the while watching each and every person that moving around the main room, looking for an opportunity.&nbsp; Wait.&nbsp; Since when does a CAT look for an opportunity?<br><br>((Roll Result: Maylea rolled: 1d20, adding 12 to the total Comment: Listen Result: 17, Total: 29<br>Roll Result: Maylea rolled: 1d20, adding 14 to the total Comment: Spot Result: 17, Total: 31))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 17:36:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The towering mountain of muscle and armor that had spent a long and unpleasant voyage huddled on the deck of the fishing boat (mainly from being far too tall to fit below-decks), finally rouses and stomps off onto relatively safe, dry land. Nine feet tall and change, and what seems like that same distance wide, he has the stocky proportions of a dwarf, but with grey pebbled skin as if someone had rolled him in glue and gravel, plus a bestial snout and curling bull's horns protruding from holes in his helmet. Clad in dark iron plate, with a metal tower shield on his back and a massive metal chain (each link the size of a man's forearm) wrapped around his waist, he lumbers off in the direction of the indicated inn. While he doubts that it will have a bed for him, whatever the captain thinks, it will at least have something to drink.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 21:57:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eventaully, the blonde dancer spots the cat in the corner...which she had never noticed before oddly enough.&nbsp; "Oh....a kitty!" she then stands from her stool, runs her hands down her new skimpy robe and strolls over to the cat, slowly reaching toward it to pet it.&nbsp; Layla assumes the cat doesn't mind being pet, otherwise why would it be in such a public place!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 22:12:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking over at my friend while she enjoys a cat, glad to see her in better spirits compared to the last night encounters. Sighing out though, slowly eating my breakfast and wondering how long it will take for the rest of these misfits to show up. Staying around here and not doing something exciting, well, it just gets so tedious! 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 23:49:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Candalor threw back his hood, as he sniffed in the salty morning breeze, and overlooked the docks of Targas with the golden orbs that made up his eyes. "What a lovely little place!" he said out loud to no one in particular. Not much of a sea man, Candalor would have considered any place lovely after this time. His long blond hair swayed as he took a step aside, allowing the half-bull to disembark the ship, if a ship is what you could call it. He frowned for a moment as he noticed the giant still had his armor on. One wrong sweep of the ship and to the bottom of the ocean he would go.<br><br>"So, good sir," the paladin asked the man that had the jolliest time sending him off. "So if I understand you correctly, The Pelican's Down is the place to be?" He looked out over the city as if he were to expect a big arrow appearing over one of the buildings with the text next to it: "This is the Pelican's Down." When that apparently did not happen, he gazed back at the ship's captain. "Admirable Captain, could you be so kind as to point a traveller in the right direction? I'm sure Pelor would shine his light on you until the end of time for helping out one of his kindred."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 00:03:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, eh? Oh, right! The Pelican's Down is that big fancy inn ya see over yonder, next ta them there woods." The old salt says as he points of into the fog. The three of you can't really make it out from here, but as you walk closer it comes into view. A large wooden inn, made of mahogany, two stories high. Outside you see an owlbear by the door just laying about sleeping. Opening the door the three of you enter the lounge area. Fancy red carpets, crystal glasses, and festively decorated. <br><br>Walking inside no one seems to care about the elf and cleric, but there were some serious looks at that... thing that strolled in with them. Luacian leaned in close to the saint of Kord "You remember those monsters we were talking about? Well, one just walked in behind you." He said to the dwarf as he pointed to the large creature behind him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 00:22:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Slut</em>, Maylea thought.&nbsp; But she stood, and padded over to rub against the hand being extended toward her, letting out a loud purr as she arched her back.&nbsp; She curled around again, and nuzzled against the hand again, and nuzzled it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 01:07:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh wow!&nbsp; It's a nice cat!" Layla continued to pet the cat and give it affection, clearly it was the most interesting thing going on at the Pelican, at least to her!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 02:00:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Candalor blinked, looked around, and then blinked again. All these decorations to greet the visitors made one feel warm and welcomed, and the spirits rose in the gold-skinned man. Surely, this was a good place to start the questee! He wasn't overly concerned with Mr. Ox over there. After his trip out on the sea, he had grown rather accustomed to see the big lug on deck, and perhaps quite fond. While they hardly exchanged so much as a word, the Paladin somehow felt assured the feeling was mutual.<br><br>His eyes noticed a woman who seemed to have issues with her clothing. Apparently, all the poor woman could afford was this very thin blue robe, it seems, and it totally failed at disguising her body. With large steps, the man walked over to her, and let both his backpack and the pack that contained his armor on the ground. He quickly retrieved his winter blanket from his backpack, and then cleared his throat. "Uhm, miss, do you realize your attire is... Err, how shall I put this?" The sun god's descendant was at a loss for words, and if his skin did not have this golden hue, it would have been red with shame. Instead, he spread out the winter blanket, and held it out in front of her, signaling that she could borrow it to cover herself up.<br><br>That the woman's interest was entirely with the cat was something that went totally unnoticed to poor Candalor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 02:11:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				But the cat's attention wasn't completely elsewhere.&nbsp; Coming around the girl's legs as if to rub against the back of them, her back arched, her fur puffed up, and she let out combination yowl-hiss, her body nearly doubling in size because of all the fur puffing up.&nbsp; She spat a few times, and then curled around the girl's legs again, before placing her front paws on the girl's knees, looking up at her imploringly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 17:49:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Right so, I'm off! I shall return with spoils and valor." laughed the psychic barbarian before closing the door behind him. He had all his, his armour was in perfect condition, his new belt left him feeling stronger then ever. Taking a deep breath, the air in these parts agreed with him well, St. Codin took off. Confident feet took him towards his quarry, the monsters that had been terrorizing the good people of the town. With a quick glance at his map Codin took mental note of the woods boundaries before pressing on. <br><br>With his greataxe in hand Codin closed the distance between himself and woods. Glory would be his! And all in the name of Kord!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 18:21:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh?" Layla looked at the man offering her his blanket in confusion, her head tilted to the side and her mouth open a bit, "Uhmmm...huh?" for a moment she ignored the cat, but was content to stand with her legs apart, allowing the adorable to slink about her platform pumps as it pleases.&nbsp; "A blanket ? I'm confused."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 18:29:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, y'know," Candalor stammered. He looked over the blanket he was holding right at her breasts that were quite visible through her very thin robe as to address the issue at hand, but quickly pulled the blanket up. It wouldn't be very gentlemanish to stare, and with the way she's exposed, the girl must be totally embarrassed, having only that to wear in public. "Since you seem to be short on clothes. You could wear that until we visit a tailor and get you something... more fitting to a proper lady?"<br><br>The man made several steps in her direction, intending to help herself wrap in his blanket. Unfortunately, with the blanket right in front of his golden eyes, Candalor couldn't exactly see where she was standing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 18:31:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No way!" she took a step or two back, possible kicking the car in the process if it wasn't alert enough, "I don't wanna wear your ugly blanket!&nbsp; This is my outfit, geez!" she rolled her blue eyes and giggled a bit while running a hand though her golden hair.&nbsp; "Who are you anyway?&nbsp; What's your deal?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 18:46:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Your outfit? But..." the Aasimar slowly lowered his blanket, revealing his face that was almost as a carved statue, a wide mouth that often smiled but for the moment was set in confusion, nose and chin exactly the right size and sharpness, and golden pupils. His entire face seemed to be covered in a somewhat golden glow. "Candalor Sunspeaker, miss! Descendant and servant of the great Pelor!" He made a deep bow, and when he stood back up, rising to his full muscular height of 6' 4", he tried his best to keep his eyes locked on her face. "At your service!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 18:56:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ksssssssssssssh!"&nbsp; The cat let out a very perturbed his as she was almost kicked, swerving around the girl's feet as she glared at the giant of a man.&nbsp; <em>What on earth his this oaf doing?&nbsp; I may not think much of this girl, but at least she has the daring to dress like this!&nbsp; Oof.&nbsp; Fool almost got me stepped on!</em><br><br>[[And Codin just broke rule number one...&nbsp; &gt;_&gt;&nbsp; NEVER split the party...]]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 19:04:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pelor?&nbsp; Uh?&nbsp; At my service?" the blonde was still clearly confused, "Uhm, okay...well my and my name is Layla, also at your service, though probably a different type of service!" she giggled a bit and ran a hand though her hair, yet again.&nbsp; "Anyway, nice to meet you...Candor?"&nbsp; Anyway, what brings you around...I can tell you're new cause, uhm....well you look...different?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 19:09:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well if you heading off to die the least you could do is give me all your m-" The dwarf closed the door before Luacian could finish. "Hmm? Hes a dead man..." Luacian scans the room seeing everyone just going about there business "... Am I the only one who can see an eleven foot tall monster in my inn?" He said to the other patrons as he pointed to the large bull like dwarf with stones scattered about his skin.<br><br>[I was playing a D&amp;D game with some friends and all of us wanted to go left, but one guy wanted to go right, so the party split and he ran into a black dragon that bit his arm off.]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 19:33:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Baelreth-ruil walked inside to the inn along with Lavael, entering the Pelican. He saw some sturdy dwarf leave a moment ago from door, going past him and entering and hearing another man speak about eleven feet monster Bael coughed and spoke; "Umh, excusme. He may look rather intimidating but he is civilsized enough fellow so long you do not piss him off. Anycase I assume this is Pelican's Down? I would like to order room and something to eat." He notices the curious looking priest and apparently local harlot trading words and he makes small smile for sight but does not say anything while waiting innkeep's reply to his questions. Lavael sniffed about and it then spotted the cat. The large green dog strolled towards the cat curiously....clearly attempting sniff the small furry creature!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 19:42:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Leaving the village proper Codin was only the shortest of distance from the woods. His eyes fell upon it with all the proper respect any experienced adventurer gave a place that was largely unknown. He had to be alert, all he knew was that the things that inhabited the woods were "monsters" but that left it open to be a very many things. With his weapon firmly in hand Codin moved award. Stepping beyond the threshold now Codin entered the woods. Keen eyes kept about him. Who knew how long it would be until he spotted a foe? <br><br>There was also his ears however, and it would be entirely possible for him to hear something before he heard it. <br><br>((Should I roll a listen check or would you rather?)) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 19:51:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla, who had only a limited attention span suddenly perked up only seconds into the golden-eyed man's answer, whose name she had already forgot of course.&nbsp; "Wait...hey...where did that other weirdo go?&nbsp; Ughhh!" quickly then she scurried out of the Pelican in an attempt tp find the so-called Saint...it appeared he might be her ticket out of this town!&nbsp; Something about him going to find monsters registered so she headed towards the wood calling, "Saint!&nbsp; Saint dwarf!" her platform pump clunking loudly on the stone road.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 20:02:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well all I know is the he fits the description of some of the monsters that have been blocking off the roads." Glaring suspiciously at the stony dwarf. "And this is the Pelican's down, but we have no vacancy. A sending spell came in this morning and booked all our rooms. Apparently a ship is coming in today with lots of travelers. As for food that I can do."<br><br>[Yeah, no more dilly dallying. It's still early in the morning. You guys are going into the woods today.]<br><br>Trailing off all by his lonesome, the saint marched off into the forest. Surrounded in that eerie mist, he couldn't see much of anything. Listening closely Codin can hear what almost sounds like hoofs. Clinking and clanking behind him. Turning around he sees the whore from last night that was chatting him up in the bar.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 20:14:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Painting and huffing, Layla stops her slow jog (which is probably only slightly faster than the dwarf's walking speed) and covers the last few steps with her more normal seductive walk.&nbsp; "Phew...I didn't think I'd find you..." looking around the bimbo shudders a bit, "Wow, it's creepy out here! Anyway I just wanted to get out of there...are you planning on returning or are you on your way to the next city?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 20:18:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Turning on the spot expecting to see some kind of monster trying to get him from behind he was instead greeted to the sight, and sound, of the whore. "For all thats sacred woman silence! Are you trying to bring every beast in this wood down upon us?" That being said, a lovely woman snack might be just the bait he needed to lure in some of the nasties that were threatening the village. Wasn't really his style however. <br><br>"What do you need thats so urgent?" he asked, unsure if her sudden presence was a welcome change or not. While he had nothing against company, she didn't strike him as the monster wrangling type and while she might be welcome in his tent if he stayed over night, keeping her alive if she could not keep herself alive might be more effort then it was worth. "I'm staying, just venturing into these woods to kill the creatures that have been causing such a bother. If you intend to follow, I have nothing against it, but unless your able to protect yourself ye may want to turn around."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 20:21:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Bummer!" the blonde stomped her foot, the result of which was some bouncing of her hair and her giant breasts. "Well wait...if I can't protect myself why would I leave you now and go back to the town myself?!&nbsp; Duh!" she giggled and looked around once again as she started to toy with her hair, "Besides, I actually don't even see any monsters...do you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 20:33:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Because the distance out of the woods is far less then the distance into the woods I'm going?" Somehow in his chest Codin knew he'd be stuck with her, it brought positive and negative things to mind, but St. Codin was a champion of Kord, if he could not protect one damsel that he was not entitled to his station. "Nay I do not, but soon I hope. If you wish to be of aid,&nbsp; keep your eyes and ears open. It could be the difference between us coming out of here with gold, or missing an arm." Despite the seriousness of the statement Codin couldn't help but laugh at the idea, a big chest laugh. Oh he'd be chopping up beasts in no time! <br><br>"Well then, let us press on!" he started, before turning on the spot to and started marching into the depths of the woods. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 20:44:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uhm, fine...but honestly you have me kinda freaked out now...thanks alot." she followed along, clearly nervous to some extent and not very good at keeping her ears or eyes peeled for anything that they might need to be worried about, as they traveled her arms were crossed infront of her and she looked around cautiously at everything, "How long are we gunna be out here anyway?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 20:45:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"hm, well this is a excitable morning." Getting up too from my table and following along after the whore and the dwarf. Yawning out still from all of the excitement from last night. Plodding along at my normal movement speed, catching up to the two of them should be easily enough. Especially if they stopped to chatter like two lovers. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 20:51:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Codin hears the click clack sound again, but this time not from the shoes of the blond. When out from the mist a horrible beast charges at him. Slamming it horns into his body he feels them tear into him. A bit woozy from the blow he looks up to see the large monster before him. Fangs, claws, tusks, and horns this beast stood slightly taller than the one he pasted on his way out of the bar. Cloven hoofs and a snout, it had mangy looking long fur and a wild look in it's eyes. Also small bones spurs with the appearance of jagged stalagmites protrude from it's body giving it the look that the bartender described to him last night.<br><br>[Attack roll 28, damage 32, initiative 14. there were supposed to be seven PCs fighting here so you most likely fucked, but Nicci should catch up in about 2 rounds so try to stay alive til then.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 20:59:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Eeek!" upon seeing the creature smash into the dwarf Layla almost throws up her heart!&nbsp; After her gasp she contemplates running away as fast as possible but decides against it...that might end badly too!&nbsp; She decides to use her demoralizing dance on the beast to make it less effective against Codin.&nbsp; After spreading her long legs a bit, Layla begins to dance seductively, her curvy hips sway back and forth as she runs her hands over her body, summoning powers to interfere with the creatures prowess in combat.<br><br>[Layla is using demoralizing dance on the creature, hopefully you remember how that works U!&nbsp; (Opposite of Inspire courage, if it fails a will save against my perform roll, which was 29]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 21:05:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Before Codin could reply to the woman they were beset upon by a beast, t'was most foul indeed. It charged like a demon enraged and drove a pair of horns into the dwarf. He had not expected such a ferocious creature so close to the woods edge, not this early in the morning at least. Knowing he couldn't take many more attacks of such calibur, Codin's eyes started to glow with Psionic power before a <strong>Force Screen</strong> appeared and started floating before the dwarf. <br><br>[[Force Screen, +4 AC for four minutes]]<br>[[Dmg Red 1, Fast healing HD/2 Which would be 3?]]<br>[[Is the creature evil? Because if it is and it attack Codin with a natural attack, it takes equal damage]]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 21:20:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(listen check of Holy Shit Nat 20! I could hear a butterfly fart from a mile off, so I should be able to hear what is going on. If that is the case, running now instead of walking.) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 22:12:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The floorboards creak as Olard lumbers a bit closer to the bartender, heavy-set eyes peering down at the man. "There are monsters on your roads? That is a bad thing, especially if they look like me. If they look like me, they might be as strong as me, and I am very strong. Since your beds are full, and they would be too small for me anyways, where are the roads that your monsters are on? I will go find them, and see if I am stronger or not."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 22:44:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Combat: Raising it's head you see it what it's holding in it's hands. It's weapon of choice a great club. Which may or may not have just been a fallen tree at some point. The beast sees the dancers dance, and lick its lips. It appeared to be distracted, but not distracted enough to smack the dwarf with the tree a little.<br><br>[It's not evil just thinks the two of you look like tasty treats. Attack roll of 27, damage 30, penalties from the dance is already applied, and you can worry about your DR yourself.]<br><br>Nicci: You hear a combat off in the distance. Running you see the two of them fighting with a monster of sorts you can start with the kill now.<br><br>In the Inn: "There's only one road out of town, out the door take a right you can't miss it. It'll be the one that takes you to a forest wedged between two mountains." Luacian says staring back up at the creature.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 22:54:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I will go find it then. Goodbye. Shield, time to fight."<br><br>Turning again, Olard lumbers out of the door and strides off down the road. The tower shield strapped to his back pops off its hooks and bobs along at his side as he strides.<br><br>(OOC: If we massage the timelines, I should be able to show up a round after Nicci's character, two at the most).
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 23:03:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Baelreth-ruil hears the creature talk about himself and about other creature, and speaking eliminating the creature. He smiles and says; "Well, I hope you do not mind if I join you. I thought deal with those monsters anyway in hopes for reward but it seems there is any. But I would like to help regardless." Noticing Lavael already chase the poor cat with sniffing nose Bael sharply whistles and says something in sylvan; "Brugk! Vhalris vhack!" Sounds Bael made sounded mix of a dog and bird, however Lavael stops in his tracks and turns around to move besides Bael, Bael himself ready to go. When he sees Olard depart he follows him, taking his bow ready into his hand and testing it's string. Curious detail from the bow was that it was made from polished darkwood, but the curves of the bow....they resembled blades? Two long slender curved blades, altough handle is normal like with all longbows altough palm side showed demonic carved skull as cover.<br><br>OOC: I doubt even with nat 20 we folks inside inn would hear the scream, but sounds of battle could rouse us to run.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 23:11:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(depends on if you are running or walking.) <br><br>Glaring at the beast while it is busy attacking the dwarf. Rather unnerved by how big that thing is, and glad that the dwarf is taken its attention. Staying a good 40 feet away in the woods, with some idea of a line of sight to the fight. Staying in cover behind a tree while doing this, already preparing some lovely spells. <br><br>Quick casting seeking ray then followed by standard action of ray of enfeeblement. It looks like a blue, as I first shoot out many rays of electric arcane energy, which is immediately followed by a dark sickly ray, hitting both targets dead on. <br><br>(Ranged touch attack of seeking ray = 15 vs. touch ac. Dmg of 20 electric damage. Attack roll for ray of enfeeblement = nat 20. Confirmed with 11 vs. touch ac, assuming not confirmed. str damage of 6. <br><br>Before you ask, seeking ray nullifies any cover or melee penalties, then gives +4 to any ray spell afterwards, for 1 round/level. So any ray I cast now doesn't have the -4 penalty for shooting into melee.) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 23:26:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla's eyes widen as a ray or blue energy and a ray of black energy fly by her and into the combat, seemingly attacking both the dwarf and...well, whatever that thing is.&nbsp; "Huh?" she keeps dancing but looks over her shoulder, tossing some golden hair out of her line of sight with the flick of a neck so she can look back into the woods and see if she can figure out who the spell caster was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 23:43:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This was bad, the last attack from the creature had cracked Codin's head something mighty, he felt his brain rocking against his skull in a way he couldn't recall any before doing. Taking up his axe in both hands Codin refused to submit, escape was impossible for if he tried to retreat it would only mean the chances of this creature turning its attention on Layla, if he ran so that she might be slaughtered then he might as well have been dead. For he was worth little more. <br><br>Flying into the rage that made barbarians what they were, St. Codin attacked with everything he had, swinging his axe at the creature.<br><br>[[Roll to Attack: 16+17(13+4 for raging) = 33 dmg: 16<br>&nbsp;Roll to Attack: 10+12(8+4 for raging) = 22 dmg: 12<br><br>Total damage 28))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 00:03:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The beast get hit by all four attacks, but continues to keep moving. Swing it's tree at the dwarf again it hits his armor causing the tree to break. Far off in the distance the second group is closing in on the combat. They should be there in about 24 seconds (4 rounds) if they walk.<br><br>[Rolled a natural one on the attack roll and brokeded his club&nbsp; :'(]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 00:31:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg4122757#msg4122757">Quote from: inflatetress on 12-01-2011, 19:04:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Pelor?&nbsp; Uh?&nbsp; At my service?" the blonde was still clearly confused, "Uhm, okay...well my and my name is Layla, also at your service, though probably a different type of service!" she giggled a bit and ran a hand though her hair, yet again.&nbsp; "Anyway, nice to meet you...Candor?"&nbsp; Anyway, what brings you around...I can tell you're new cause, uhm....well you look...different?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"The fishing boat that currently lies for anchor in the docks did, mam." the Paladin replied, as he didn't bother to correct her on his name. Needless to say, the lady would have put in some effort to pronounce it correctly, and there was no way he would embarrass that nice woman by saying she made a small error. "And my own two feet from the docks to here. I could of course have requested Morninglight's services, but it would seem inappropriate for such a small distance, if speed is not of the essence."<br><br>Candalor was just going to ask her about her services when something drew her attention, and she ran out off the inn. "Lady Layla?" he asked, but she was already gone. As a gentleman, he would never cause a conversation to end like that. That would be rude. So he grabbed his backpack and the pack containing his armor from the ground, and left the inn, wondering where the miss had gone. He looked out over the streets, trying to catch a glimpse of the woman.<br><br>If he would hear her scream of panic, he would leave his pack and backpack behind, though bring his weapon and shield, summon the aid of Morninglight, and ride towards combat.<br><br>[[1+1=2 for Initiative for whatever round you deem my character fit to join.]]]<br>[[Listen 12+5=17 to check if I overhear their screams and the sound of battle.]]<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 00:38:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				But the cat was having nothing to do with the canine that came trotting over to her, and took a roundabout course around it and after the girl she had just befriended.&nbsp; She kept up handily, other things giving her the neat little benefit of being faster than a normal cat to begin with.<br><br>When the creature charged, she barely managed to avoid getting trampled, and scurried off to the side, hissing and spitting.&nbsp; But the cat wasn't there for long, as the cat changed shape into a short slim female with blonde hair shot through with brown and black, and eyes the color of molten gold.&nbsp; She was clad in simple traveling clothes, with a pair of bracers on her wrists, a shortsword on her hips, and a shortbow being pulled from the quiver on her back, nocking an arrow.<br><br>Pulling back on the string, she lunged forward a single step, letting the arrow fly.<br><br>[Roll Result: Maylea rolled: 1d20, adding 12 to the total for Initiative Result: 10, Total: 22<br>Roll Result: Maylea rolled: 1d20, adding 11 to the total To Hit Result: 19, Total: 30.<br>5 foot step taken during the round = Grants Skirmish Damage and AC Bonus.<br>4 Physical + 10 Physical (Skirmish) + 2 Cold + 7 Physical (Sneak Attack if Applicable) = 14 + 2 + 7]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 00:42:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(15 initiative, just for the record.) <br><br>Watching the fight continue, and how my rays would have had helped plenty in weakening the beast. Going to be ready to cast another funny spell, something that the dwarf should like to no end. Waving my arms while still behind cover, before flipping over to point at teh dwarf, from a distance. Yelling in draconic as the spell releases:<br><br>"Enlarge Person!"<br><br>Codin immediate snapping into twice his height and 8 times his weight. <br><br>(Enlarge person, fortitude of 15 negates, if he wants too: Double height, 8 times weight, +2 to str, -1 to ac and attack, -2 to dex. 10 feet space and 10 feet reach. Your melee weapon also increases by one size category, so the hit die will go up accordingly.) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 01:00:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling his body morph and grow, noticing the difference in size between the monster shifting noticeably and more so in his favour. An angry dwarf was one thing, a ragin dwarf was another....a <strong>Giant</strong>, <em>Raging</em>, <span class="bbc_u">Dwarf</span> was something different altogether! <br><br>With fury burning in his eyes and heart St. Codin let out a mighty battlecry before pressing his attack on the weakened creature. The eight foot four Barbarian put his now one thousand eight hundred and fifty six pounds of muscle into swinging his Deep Crystal Great Axe swung towards the monster, like a meteor it swung towards the beast!<br><br>[[Roll to Attack: 12+19 31, dmg: (now 3d6) 2+5+6(+8) = 21<br>&nbsp;Roll to Attack: Nat 20<br>Roll to Crit: 7+14 21, dmg: 5+5+1(+8)= 19 (x3=57 if crit is succesful) <br><br>His axe was buried deep into the creatures brain, with another movement of his arms he pulled his axe free and watched the thing fall back. Taking in a deep breath St. Codin tossed his axe back to rest on his shoulder, his hand keeping on the base just enough to stop to keep it there via balance. "Well that thing hit harder then expected. Even made me bleed, rather unexpected." Still, his saintly body would heal quickly enough. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 01:30:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Blinking some and wondering if the danger is gone. Shrugging to myself while wandering closer to the giant dwuarf, as you shall stay that way for the next 6 minutes. Looking down at the monster before giving it a swift kick with my sandle, making sure to not kick a bloody part of the thing. <br><br>"well now, this is certainly unpleasant. I can see why the merchants couldn't handle it if there was a pack of these things." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 02:19:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With the monster vanquish the other three adventures find their way to you. Seeing the horrifying beast lay on the ground. Truly a disgusting ugly monster.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 02:30:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea sighed, sliding the bow back into the quiver, walking over and kneeling next to the creature, reaching forward and carefully pulling the arrow out of it, cleaning it off with a small cloth before tucking it back into her quiver, before standing, her slit-pupiled golden eyes turning to the rest of them, her eyes narrowed slightly.&nbsp; "Ya know," she said in a lilting musical voice.&nbsp; "You should really be more careful about making that much noise," she said, flipping her ponytail over her shoulder.<br><br>[Xillen, Nicci, and Inflatetress get a Wisdom check if the DM allows to realize that the coloration of her hair, her eyes, as well as somewhat on her skin, matches that of the cat EXACTLY, with the expected distortion for her being humanoid.&nbsp; Once that is made, if they make it, they get an Arcana check to know ANYTHING about tibbits.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 02:49:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Olard clanks his way to the creature's side, staring down and nudging it with his armored boot - shaped normally, not a hoof - as if hoping it will stand up again. "This is disappointing. It is already dead. Though maybe there are others around to fight instead?"<br><br>He looks up hopefully, peering into the surrounding forests.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 04:19:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla eventually stops dancing, "Oh....oops..." as she came to a stop she fixed her fair and let out a giggle upon seeing the crowd of adventurers that had accumulated during the brief but brutal battle.&nbsp; "OH wow!&nbsp; Way did you all come from?&nbsp; I'm Layla, nice to meet you of course!" with a giggle she bows a bit and then stands back up and looks to Codin, "Wow that was a close one huh...Oh god!" she just now notices that the dwarf had...grown! "Yikes!&nbsp; Are you okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 05:43:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				OOC: Bael rolled 19 on wisdom and 20 on arcana lore regarding tibbits.<br><br>Bael had moved with others and then they found the rest of group and then see the slain montrosity before them. He came closer to study it but also noticed curious details in the woman who had helped slay it. She looked familiar and also reminded him about old tales.....however when he studied the creature he replies; "Indeed, and if there is pack of these their worser than pack of orcs, goblins or even pair of giants. As they seem possess rather massive migth for their size and look tough. Oh, I am Baelreth-ruil, shortly Bael if you prefer. A traveling ranger and hero for hire *smile*. My little green furry friend here is Lavael."<br><br>OOC: K:Nature 17 to know green dog is Cooshie (elf hound), higher roll reveal more details about it as species and K:History reveals cooshies relationship with elves.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 05:53:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Candalor came charging down on his mighty steed Morninglight, only to watch in horror as he saw the party surround the creature's corpse. "Oh, no! That poor creature!" the Paladin yelled, as he jumped off his mount. He stroked the horse's neck, thanking it, before dismissing it back to the Celestial plane. Looking around at the people that had gathered, the man with the golden skin asked: "Quick! Have you seen where the monsters that did this to this poor creature ran off to? We should follow them and kill them in Pelor's name, to stop them from slaughtering more innocent souls like this!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 05:59:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				OOC: No Wisdom necessary for those that didn't actually SEE the cat.&nbsp; 20 on Arcana, however, reveals this: Tibbits - Also known as catweres - are small, humanoid creatures that have the ability to turn into a common house cat.&nbsp; As befitting a heritage that traces back to the felines kept as familiars by mages of all kinds, they can be moody, confident, or downright arrogant.&nbsp; Tibbits have no organized land of their own, instead dwelling within civilized territories established by other folk.&nbsp; They don't often admit to anyone that they can change shape, instead claiming to be travelers from another dimension.&nbsp; When a Tibbit gives you a name on first meeting, don't count on that being their actual name.<br><br>OOC:&nbsp; Also...&nbsp; &gt;_&lt;&nbsp; That's not cool!&nbsp; Silly paladin!&nbsp; :P<br><br>Maylea nearly balked and walked away at the sight of all the random people wandering up.&nbsp; This was not the sort of thing she was used to, not this many people.&nbsp; But the paladin charging up had her roaring in laughter, doubled over at the waist, her eyes tearing from laughing so hard.<br><br>She managed to straighten herself, wiping tears from her eyes.&nbsp; "You fool of a holy warrior....&nbsp; This creature is one of the ones that has been causing trouble for that town.&nbsp; I would know, I live there," she said, straightening to her full 4 foot height.&nbsp; She shook her head.&nbsp; "So if you want to go after the ones that killed it, then you can start with me," she said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 06:22:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Baelreth-ruil coughs and says to the preacher; "Usually when someone comes try smack me with oversized club I very little show mercy when I either kill or disable my foe. Depending entirely what is possible motivation for the attack." Bael looks on Maylea and with smile asks; "As your local can you tell us when these creatures started attack and have they attacked besides roads? Also anything peculiar information about them besides attacking caravans?" Bael had his suspicions about the tiny woman but he keeps his opinions and discoveries for himself.<br><br>OOC: Okay, but Bael did see the cat and wisdom was more to figure 1+1+2 = 4. Piece puzzles together basically. Of course confirmation to his suspicions are different story consider how sneaky tibbits seem about their heritage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 06:23:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That fool of a holy warrior blinked, stared at the lovely lady that explained this to him, stared back at the corpse, and then back at the lady. "Well, I'll just have to believe your word for that, then." he told her with a tone of voice suggesting that he indeed believed her on her word. After all, she had no reason to lie to him. "In that case, good job!" Candalor looked at the lady that addressed him, and somehow she looked somewhat familiar, but he just couldn't place his fingers on it.<br><br>"Where are my manners!" the big man suddenly exclaimed. "Here I go talking to a lady without properly introducing myself yet again! Candalor Sunspeaker." he made a deep bow as he introduced himself to her. "Descendant of and servant to the great god Pelor! It's a pleasure to meet you, miss!"<br><br>[[Wisdom 15+3=18 on recognizing the cat is Maylea]]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 07:33:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A look of disgust forming on my pretty face at the paladin. Such arrogance and pride is only worthy of someone trained and training in the arts of the arcane! Sniffing to myself though, and watching the rest of the rabble argue amongst themselves. Still holding Ruby in my hand, while giving the dead beast another swift kick. <br><br>"Hm... I wonder if there is anything squishy worth looting out of this thing and inspecting. Depends mostly if it is natural made or twisted by evil arcane arts. In any case, there should be more around." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 08:11:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				OOC:&nbsp; Did he?&nbsp; Meh.&nbsp; Must have missed that.&nbsp; And yep.&nbsp; It clicks.&nbsp; Not THAT hard of a difficulty, since she about clawed his face off.&nbsp; lol<br><br>She raised an eyebrow at the paladin, and then shook her head softly with a soft laugh.&nbsp; "Well, I have to say, at least you have manners.&nbsp; Not like most holy warriors I've met.&nbsp; For the time being, I won't tell you more than my name and occupation.&nbsp; I am Maylea, and I am a... an acquirer of goods," she said, a swift smile passing over her face.&nbsp; "Though most don't usually approve of my way of acquiring them," she said in a quieter tone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 16:13:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I hope there are more. They must be evil monsters, to fight people smaller and weaker than them on the roads, and I will kill them for that. Oh - and I am Olard Darthur."<br><br>Seeing Layla and Codin for the first time, Olard seems torn, uncertain which to be more fascinated by, before finally addressing Layla. "Are you a bed-slave? You dress like a bed-slave, but you talk a lot, which a bed-slave should not. That is confusing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 16:25:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla looks equally confused by what the giant beast has asked her.&nbsp; "Bed slave?&nbsp; What is a bed slave?" with a chuckle and a shrug she adds, "I don't think I'm a slave...I mean, I don 't do anything for free that's for sure...so I'm sure I'm not a slave!". Looking the rest of the group over she then asks, "So are you all here with the intention of hunting monsters?&nbsp; Or is anyone trying to do some traveling?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 17:23:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Codin, still twice his normal size was about ready to smack the paladin across the face with the back of his hand when he was jabbering on about avenging the thing that had tried to gut him with his horns. He appeared to take the groups word that the thing was of less noble intent then he imagined and gave his congratulations. "Aye Layla. I am fine, even now I feel Kord healing my wounds so I might put the gift of battle to another one of these things." With that the Dwarf took a deep breath, for his barbarian rage had come to an end and it often left him feeling rather tired. Still, his strength would return to his arms quickly enough. <br><br>With the woods fog being quite the hindrance, Codin took his Ioun stone from his backpack, before allowing it to float around his head. Its light providing enchantment would improve visibility. "I am St. Codin, a Champion of Kord. Tis' fine to meet you all."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 17:49:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea sighed.&nbsp; <em>What on earth have I gotten myself into?</em> she pondered.&nbsp; <em>TWO that claim devotion to a deity.&nbsp; One of them supposedly the son of said deity!</em>&nbsp; She snorted, and then stepped over next to Layla.&nbsp; "Just because someone doesn't dress to other people's rigid standards of propriety," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm and a little disdain.&nbsp; "Doesn't make them any less a person.&nbsp; Appearances aren't everything," she said, and gestured to herself.&nbsp; "Look at me.&nbsp; But I could put an arrow between your eyes at 200 paces," she said.&nbsp; But there was no threat in her voice.&nbsp; "Not that I would.&nbsp; I don't work that way.&nbsp; Less you threaten me or my family, I don't have an issue with you, because I can outrun you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 18:26:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Olard matter-of-factly explains, "If you were a bed-slave, you would be dressed that way, except when your owner wanted you in his bed. Then you would not be dressed at all. But if you are not a bed-slave, you must be a not-slave, like me. That is a good thing, for slaves are bad and should not be allowed."<br><br>His eyes open wide at Corin's introduction - a reaction he regrets instantly, blinking and rubbing his sensitive eyes against the glowing ioun stone light. "A Champion of Kord? This is luck and great fortune then that we have met. A priest of the Brawler was one of the heroes who made me a not-slave, and he taught me how it is good for the strong to protect the not-strong. If you are a saint, you must be very strong indeed."<br><br><br>(OOC: For those who speak Dwarven, his name translates directly to 'A Large Guardian, Burned and Wandering')
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 18:33:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				[[Sense Motive 20+12=32 to notice that Codin and Momo aren't entirely pleased with him]]<br><br>"It is a pleasure to meet you, miss Maylea!" the Paladin replied, appearing indeed that pleasured. Looking at Layla, he still wasn't sure where to look, but he managed to tell her nonetheless: "And it is a pleasure to meet you again as well, miss Layla. It's a shame our last conversation had to end that abruptly, and I do hope on another pleasant conversation with either of you ladies in the near future."<br><br>Looking at the faces of the last woman and the dwarf he had not yet met, he noticed they looked a little weird at him, as if they somehow didn't like him very much. That could be the case, of course. Not everyone was born to like everyone else. But the world is such a happier place when everyone is friends, so he should put extra effort in befriending them in the future. He turned to face them and make a deep bow. "Candalor Sunspeaker, descendant of Pelor and travelling in his service!" as he stood upright again, reaching over 6 feet in length, but still dwarfed by the giant dwarf, he commented: "Regretfully, I came to late to be of assistance to you in this noble fight. I am deeply sorry, and will try to be more useful, might we encounter another such creature. Since you seem to be in search of these evil monsters, I will travel with you, as it is also my goal to make the world a better and safer place, and I am happy to have found such like-minded individuals!"<br><br>"Now if you will excuse me. When I heard the worrying scream of Layla in distress, I left my goods on the road to rush to her aid. Now that all is well, I should go back to retrieve my gear. It's most likely where I still left it. After all, this city has no guards, which must of course be because they have no crime here!" quite pleased with himself, Candalor strolled back to the inn, to pick up his backpack and the pack containing his full plate, both of which he dropped in front of the inn when he heard the scream.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 18:58:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea sighed, and shook her head.&nbsp; "Oh," she said simply.&nbsp; "My apologies.&nbsp; Now I understand why you said what you did."&nbsp; She was familiar with slavers, and they left as much of a sour taste in her mouth as it was evident they did in Olard's.&nbsp; "I hate slavers," she muttered, and then glanced around at the forest surrounding them, wishing she could easily get away.&nbsp; Her hearing was so much more sensitive in cat form, but it would have to do for now.<br><br>[Roll Result: Maylea rolled: 1d20, adding 12 to the total for Initiative, Total: 23<br>Roll Result: Maylea rolled: 1d20, adding 12 to the total for Listen, Total: 29<br>Roll Result: Maylea rolled: 1d20, adding 13 to the total for Search, Total: 29]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 19:16:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There may be more going on here then we realize, that beast was not evil...even if its actions would suggest it was. If it were evil it would have wounded itself upon wounding me with its horns, tis a part of my Saintly blessings. Make no mistake, if more come upon us with intent to kill then be sure to defend yourself." T'was a curious thing, mayhap they considered this there land and they the trespassers. Or maybe the town did them a bad turn they had not been made aware. Regardless the psychic barbarian, now fully healed of his wounds even if some dried blood was on his head, was ready to press deeper. <br><br>"Aye, I have no love for slavers either." Maybe that was an idea for when this town had been liberated from there monsters fears, travel the lands winning freedom. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 20:04:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Almost bursting into laughter at the paladin, so cute when those holy types get so haughty and self important. Holding it in for dear life until he leaves to get his armor, before giggling wildly to myself. Listening to the dwarf for now, being the only here, besides myself, with any real sense. <br><br>"Thing would be more easier if you didn't cave in its brain, and we took it alive. If it can speak and has intelligence, then that would explain a plenty. My guess is that there is a band of these monsters out there in the woods, and have taken to raiding for supplies and sport. <br><br>If that is the case, then it is just a matter of killing their leader." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 23:34:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Candalor returned to the inn, and grabbed his goods from the ground, never even having considered the possibility that they might have gone. With a happy smile on his face, he slowly walked back to where he left the others, assuming they would have waited there. He was a little worried about how to don and undo his armor, but one of his newfound friends would probably be happy to assist him.<br><br>[[Another natural 20... Initiative 20+1=21. If they run into something soon, it might be that my character is a little behind, and needs a round or 2 to get to them.]]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 23:50:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(7 initiative for me. I do like to go last in combat, gives me more choices in what to do. Either boom or buff spells.) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 00:37:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Why are we just randomly rolling initiative?)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 01:11:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92168.msg4126549#msg4126549">Quote from: ulthakptah on 13-01-2011, 17:58:14</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">ok, things are moving along nicely, and I'm sure all of you are about to march together deeper into my woods, so I'll be needing your marching order. Marching order is important because it let's me know who get hit first, and remember that Glyph is a large creature and takes up four spaces. Also you might as well roll initiative for the next <del>ambush</del> encounter.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> [That's why, now all I know about marching order is that Maylea is going first, as for the rest of you I don't care if you want to hold hands skipping like it's the wizard of oz, but I need to know who is where.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 01:17:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The blonde dancer was happy to get out of the city and while she wasn't to anxious to meet the denizens of this forest she felt safe being surrounded by a plethora of such powerful warriors.&nbsp; As they investigated the woods she made sure to stick near the dwarf, seeing as he had done an sufficient job in the last encounter making sure the creature stayed away from her!<br><br>[Layla will go in front of, or at least near the Saint!]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 01:25:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Init 11 with Combat Reflexes then. Olard will take 3rd position.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 01:35:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(I'll stay behind the dwarf, since we have been getting along so well already. We pretty much took the beast by ourselves. With his epic enlarged critical and dealing 78 dmg to a creature with 7 hp left. That is pretty much a smoothie after everything is done.) 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 01:49:06</strong>
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				((OOC: Guys, OOC board for posts with no IC, thats its point! XD))<br>((Initiative: d20+3=19))<br><br>"Well...perhaps we should wait for the paladin to return before pressing on. It would be greedy of us to begrudge him the chance to earn his fair share of the glory." mused the Saint of Kord, one hand casually stroking at his long red beard. Hopefully there would be plenty to go around, if not there was always valour and honour to be won elsewhere. There was always more monsters to slay. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 05:58:23</strong>
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				Bael studies creatures feet while waiting the paladin, directing Lavael sniff the feet and say; "I and Lavael could track this creature's movements backwards towards the place where it came from. So if possible I would hold rear but occassion come front discern directions where tracks are going."<br><br>OOC: Be last or second last in row. Rolled 32 for searching tracks, 28 survival (tracking, aid another included), 22 spot, 29 listen, 23 iniative. Lavael auto succeeds with DC 10 survival roll to aid me in tracking (him using scent), 23 iniative (for Lavael, but he got +4 mod so he acts after Bael).
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 06:27:29</strong>
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				Beal tracks the Beasts trail, and it leads the seven of you deeper into the woods. The fog was getting better but it still eerily hung about. Following the trail it lead you down the main road until, you spotted three figures off in the mist. It was more of those monsters blocking off this trading route. Waiting off in the trees for tasty morsels to come around like the seven of you. <br><br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.C.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .H.2.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .H.H.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .d.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .h.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .M.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .H.1.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .H.3.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .H.L.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .H.H.T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . T&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . |&nbsp; .B.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .T.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br><br>Legend:<br>M- Momohime <br>f- Maylea (in H2's bag)<br>L- Layla<br>C- Candalor<br>h- Codin<br>B- Beal<br>d-Lavael<br>OO<br>OO- Olard (25ft off the bottom of the map)<br><br>HH<br>HH- Beasts<br><br>Road- |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; <br>Trees- T<br><br>[Round 1, fight! The three of them rolled pretty bad for initiative and go after all of you. Since the seven of you are all on the same side don't worry too much who goes first think of it more as the seven of you go before them.]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 06:56:26</strong>
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				Sniffing some when we come across 3 of the bruts out here in the woods. Wondering if there is anymore then just three, but not bothering to waste any time with fooling around. Moving 6 squares to the west and out of the way of the main group. Making sure to get a nice line of sight for what has to be the middle one, before firing off my best attack spell. Waving my hands once more and speaking in draconic:<br><br>"Fireball!"<br><br>The small yellow dot traveling through the mist, disappearing from sight before smacking into the area of the monsters. Exploding in a hail of sparks and bouts of flame. Catching each of them in turn, with the air turning hot before the arcane flames wink out of existence a few seconds later. <br><br>(28 dmg total, reflex save of 18 for half.) 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 07:26:01</strong>
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				Candalor had jogged after the group as he noticed them disappearing in the distance when he returned with his goods. He ran after them, and quickly headed for front space, but settled for second when Maylea seemed to insist on being the front scout. He was just going to ask for help with his armor, when he heard momo yell Fireball. Looking out to the side, he saw the big beasts, quite similar to the one dead on the road a little back. Remembering his new friends describing it as a monster, he once more dropped his armor pack and prayed to Pelor for additional protection. A shimmering, mostly translucent, golden disk appeared in front of the paladin, as he moved up to protect the lady in front of him, in case one of the creatures decided to come charging in.<br><br>[[OOC, casting Shield of Faith, while taking position on the square northeast of Maylea. Since she had a higher initiative, he would do that after she had moved, assuming she stays within 30 feet walking distance. Since I'm not wearing the armor yet, but with the Shield of Faith, my AC currently is 19.]]
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 08:08:41</strong>
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				Bael moved as rear scout and tracker, he quickly spotted three figures in mist but Momohime was faster in unleashing fiery blast on the foes! Bael recognizes the spell easily and knows it likely scorched the foes well but did not bring these monsters down unlikely in single attack! Bael takes combat stance and chants quick spell, mix of draconic and elven with poetric words; <em>"[elven]First of Seldarine, guide my arrows slay my hiding foe...."</em><br><br>Bael's hand reaches into his quiver and he quickly launches barrage of arrows to one of his foes! Drawing two arrows each time he pulls out from quiver and rapidly fires three pairs towards single foe! While shooting last arrow while first pair was in air he barks command in sylvan for Lavael; "[Sylvan]Green meadow, charge!" With eager bark lavael rushes on foe which Bael had send barrage of arrows. Five of the arrows were serpent tongued admantine arrows, seeing that stony hide unlikely is affected normal metal. Last of the six was plain blunt cold iron tipped arrow, with luck that arrow would knock out the foe unconcius but not lethally so.<br><br>OOC: Swift action cast Guided Shot (K:religion 15 to recognize Bael is calling blessing from Corellon if you know speak elven/draconic, Spellcraft DC 16 ID the spell), it makes all my shots this round ignore concealment and cover (expect full cover/concealment) and ignores long distance penalties. I assume my foes are 30'ft off the group (so in range for point blank shot, if not -1 to hit and dmg then from results). I use rapid shot and manyshot feats, total -6 penalty to my shots (first five do slashing, magical admantine dmg, last shot does bludgeoning magical cold iron dmg). Attack/dmg rolls are (assuming vs flat-footed AC as party is acting before the monsters, also if monsters count as minions of Lolth add +6 to dmg, if they count as magical beasts add +2 to dmg); 22/8, 15/4, 21/7, 12/3, 11/4, 4/5.<br><br>After the attack I roll 32 on handle animal roll to command Lavael to attack the target which Bael shot as free action (normally move action but as Lavael is animal companion I do it as free action). Lavael charges on the target which Bael shot. Lavael charge hits for AC 18 doing 14pts piercing/bludgeon dmg with bite attack (he used power attack for -1 pen).<br><br>Bael<br>HP: Full<br>AC: 19<br>Spell effects: Guided Shot (lasts until end of round)<br><br>Lavael<br>HP: Full<br>AC: 18 (including charge pen)<br>Spell effects: None (Guided Shot, even if shared, does not apply :P)
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 08:46:12</strong>
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				Maylea shook her head, and started down the road, keeping to the shadows and flitting in and out of sight as she moved.&nbsp; Her bow was kept in her hand, one arrow knocked and ready to fire, another held crossways in her hand.&nbsp; When she spotted the creatures, she stopped, examining the situation for a moment, and then stepped forward slowly, carefully, moving forward toward them about fifteen feet, bringing the bow up and drawing a bead on the closest creature to her.&nbsp; Muttering a silent prayer to Sehanine, she released the arrow, sending it winging away.<br><br>[Called Shot (Head) Penalty not figured for the Attack roll, I'll leave that to you.<br>Roll Result: Maylea rolled: 1d20, adding 18 to the total for Hide, Total: 28<br>Roll Result: Maylea rolled: 1d20, adding 14 to the total for Move Silently, NAT 20, Total: 34<br>Roll Result: Maylea rolled: 1d20, adding 11 to the total for To Hit, NAT 20, Total: 31<br>Roll Result: Maylea rolled: 1d20, adding 11 to the total for Crit Confirm, Total: 30<br>DAMAGE: 21 physical (Max Bow Damage, x3 for Crit) + 1 Cold Damage<br><br>DAMAGE TOTAL: 21 + 1 = 22]
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 13:23:56</strong>
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				(No called shot rules in this edition, but hey, rolling a crit is a nice substitute.)<br><br>"There you are, monsters! Time for fighting!"<br><br>Olard pulls the heavy metal chain off his waist and hefts it in the air, swinging the links over his head in a buzzing, humming whirl that transforms it from an odd belt into an obvious weapon. Lumbering forward, he tugs a tiny vial from his belt and swallows it, rapidly growing in height and size to tower almost head-level with the trees around them, and takes up a bracing stance between the travelers and the approaching brutes. His heavy chain spins in his hands, the ends whistling as they swing.<br>"Come see how strong I am, monsters! You will fight me, not the rest of my new friends!"<br><br>(<strong>OOC:</strong> Advance 30ft. northwest towards the brutes, and down a Potion of Enlarge Person. For 1 minute, I am Huge, with a 30ft. reach. Dexterity drops to 14, giving me 3 AoO per round. Spending them to attack and trip each of the brutes to get within my range.<br><br><strong>Current Stance:</strong> Thicket of Blades - any movement within my reach provokes an automatic AoO until I run out, even 5ft. steps and Tumbling. <strong>Granted Maneuvers:</strong> Crusader's Strike, Douse The Flames.<br><strong>Active Class Feature:</strong> Bulwark of Defense - any creature within my reach moves as if in difficult terrain.<br><strong>AoO:</strong> +1 War Chain, swings at +15 for 2d6+14 bludgeoning damage. Any hit gives me a free Trip attempt at +28. Any succcessful trip attack gives me an additional free attack against the tripped target at +19 (+15, -4 AC penalty for Prone) for 2d6+14 bludgeoning.<br><strong>AC:</strong> 28, <strong>HP:</strong> 86/86, <strong>DR:</strong> 8/Adamantine)<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 13:25:08</strong>
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				Unlike the rest of the group, Layla didn't have an aresenal to let loose into the beasts before their arrival.&nbsp; What she did have, was her magical dancing.&nbsp; Spreading her long slender legs out a bit one at a time and digging her platform pumps into the earth she began to sway her hips back and forth to bring havoc upon the creartures as they rushed in to assult the group.<br><br>(OOC: 24 for perform)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 01:28:05</strong>
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				"Kord be with us all!" Roared Codin as he summed his saintly energies and put a blessing on the group. "Now lets grant these filthy gits the gift of battle!" he continued to bellow with something that was glee mixed with excitement and the smallest touch of his hunger for battle. Charging up, taking position behind Olard and preparing to pounce. His Deep Crystal Great Axe was firmly in hand and eager to deal out more killing, for what else did such a thing have in purpose!<br><br>[[OOC: Bless (+1 on attack rolls &amp; to resist fear effects) for 6 minutes to allies within 50ft]] 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 05:16:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thing one and thing two mange to evade the blast of the fireball. The third was was not as lucky and takes the full force of the blast. Then Bael release a hail of arrows at the thrid one. The beast swats the first arrow then precedes to dodge all but two which just tinked off one of his stone spikes. Lavael charge ended with him biting the creature, but was unable to pierce it's thick hide. Maylea had a difficult time seeing the beast through the fog, and though her arrow flew true to where she aimed. She aim in the wrong place. Layla's sexy dance did well to attract the attention of the lonely beast. Who most likely have not feel the touch of a woman for a long time.<br><br>However the beast were not pleased with the situation at hand. All the fire and arrows, just infuriated them, and they let their angry know with a loud roar. Beast three was not happy about this green mutt that had bite at his arm. With it's massive paw the beast slam's into Bael's poor cooshie. Inflicting a life threatening blow to Lavael, who yelped and fell to the ground. The two other beasts lurked towards the giant. The second was struck by it's chain, and fell to the ground. While it it just glanced off the other's hide.<br><br>[H1&amp;H2 evaded the fire ball taking no damage, H3 takes full damage, B's first arrow hit, but was deflected, d missed, Rolled a 10% on the 20% miss chance so f's attack missed, and all 3 failed their will save against L's dance. H3 rolled a nat 20 then a 19 against d, it did 56 damage, but let's just say that d is a -5, killing your puppy is just too mean. I didn't even mean to crit. O got an AOO against H2 15+16=31, hit 16 damage, trip 44vs.34 success, O got an AOO against H1 3+16=19 and missed.]<br><br>[Round 2]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 06:49:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stepping 4 squares to the west once more, getting a good eye and angle on the third monster thing. Watching the monster shake the doggie to near death, wincing at how much that must suck. Going to focus fire this monster down first, since it looks more charred to the others, from this distance. Chanting one more and waving my hands, before pointing out a finger to the third monster. <br><br>[Seeking Ray!]<br><br>[ranged touch attack of 19, without any penalties or concealment penalties. 19 total damage.] 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 12:03:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael sees Lavael seriously bashed in with a blow and knocked violently at side! Bael starts see red, others near him can see his vibrant eyes suddenly turn scarlet red! Anyone who knows anything about elves know it's not normal! Bael growls in a language which is vile and horrid to listen to; "[Abyssal] Your going regret doing that your stony hided cur!" Bael then again makes short quick chant of magical power and rapidly pulls out arrows, in green flash arrows which were deflected ro missed re-apepared in his quiver and he was able launch now another series of similar arrows! But this time he did not launch two arrows once per shot, just one but with much increased accuracy!<br><br>OOC: This round Bael does not use manyshot as these brutes got quite high AC. So rapid shot only. Rolls went; 26/5, 23/8, 24(nat 18!)/6 (dmg is slashing admantine magic). Also I noticed something; you do not roll for all arrows when using manyshot feat. You roll only once to see do all arrows hit or go miss. So when first arrow hit the other one was deflected but other got through. Anycase use swift action again to cast Guided Shot to negate concealment and cover bonuses (expect full ones). Rolled all stabilization rolls for Lavael and he got nat 10 with 1d100 so he stabilizes after the attack, so for now he is just knocked out.<br><br>Bael<br>HP: Full<br>AC: 19<br>Spell effects: Guided Shot (lasts until end of round)<br><br>Lavael<br>HP: -5, stabilized<br>AC: Helpless<br>Spell effects: None
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 16:07:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You hurt his doggy! You are a bad monster, do not hurt weaker things when there are stronger things to fight!"<br><br>The massive Olard shifts his stance slightly, his humming metal chain twirling closer to waist height and ready to snap out at any of the monsters that dare attack his companions. He then tries to hammer at the beast right up in his face (well, chest) - the close-crowding brute evades his chain twice only to find mighty horns driving down towards its face.<br><br>(OOC: Gain maneuver - <strong>Revitalizing Strike.</strong><br>Swift action to adopt <strong>Iron Guard's Glare </strong> stance. All enemies within my reach that do not attack me have a -4 penalty on their attacks, and know it.<br>Full Attack against H1. First chain swing Natural 1's for a miss, second swing gets a 17 for a miss. Gore secondary attack hits AC25 for 6 damage.)<br><strong>AC:</strong> 28<br><strong>HP:</strong> 86/86, DR 8/Adamantine<br><strong>AoO Bonus:</strong> 3/turn, +15 to hit for 2d6+14 damage and +27 trip.<br>Vs Prone target (guys trying to get up from being tripped): +19 for 2d6+14.<br><strong>Active Effects:</strong> Enlarge Person (9 rounds remaining), Bulwark of Defense (threatened area is Difficult Terrain for enemies), Iron Guard's Glare (enemies within 30ft. have -4 on attacks not directed at me, and are aware of this).<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 23:08:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With Olard being all gigantic and up front, Codin decided it was time to pounce. Calling upon his psionic powers he summed his force screen again. It came into place, floating before him. A physical manifestation of his mind turned into a sturdy shield. It was as handy as a tower shield, but didn't take up no hands! Breaking away from behind Olard now he rushed up to flank the nearest of the creatures, time to see how they handled group conflict!<br><br>[[Force Screen, +4 AC]] 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 23:25:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				But there was one additional factor that hadn't been counted on, and that was the small Maylea's agile mobility.&nbsp; Dropping the bow, she pulled free her dagger with a ring, red motes dancing around it as she charged the nearest of the creatures, stabbing out hard and aiming for the neck.&nbsp; "The pestilence you bring will be put to the sword, in the name of Tempus!" Maylea shouted as the blade hit home.<br><br>[Roll Result: Maylea rolled: 1d20, adding 13 to the total To Hit, Total: 34 (Crit Threat)<br>Roll Result: Maylea rolled: 1d20, adding 13 to the total To Hit, Total: 32 (Confirmed, I believe)<br>Moved more than ten feet, thus Skirmish Damage.<br>DAMAGE: 6 + 10 + <del>8</del> + 5<br>SO!&nbsp; A total of 16 + 8 + 5, discounting the 8 if no sneak attack is possible.&nbsp; The 16 is doubled from the crit, making 32, so 32 + 8 + 5, and then the TOTAL (aside from the fire and sneak attack) is doubled again.&nbsp; Making 64 + 8 + 5fire.&nbsp; Yeah.&nbsp; OUCH.<br>And she is now positioned below the OOOOOOOOO, next to thing 3]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 00:28:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pelor, protect me!" Candalor prayed, before he moved to charge at the nearest monster, his tower shield in front of him, trying to deal a vicious blow to the character.<br><br>[[Charge attack natural 20+12=32, threat confirm 17+12=29]]<br>[[6+5=11 damage if it's a normal hit, 9+10=19 damage if it's a crit]] <br>[[Armor drops to 17 due to the charge attack.]]<br>[[Divine Armor Damage reduction 5/- until the start of my next turn, so both against AoO and the bad guys attacking him during their turn.]]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 19:19:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The Ray from Momo hits the beast. It looks very badly injured, and was bleeding badly. It deflected the first arrow shot form Beal, but the other two stuck in. Olard flailed his chain at the beast poorly missing on both attempts. Then rams his horns into the beast's shoulder scratching it a little. Codin moves around one of the beasts to flank. It swings a massive paw at the saint, but it did not hit true and just rattled off Codin's armor. Candalor and Maylea charged at the beast Olard has fallen previously. Striking it devastatingly, it's now bloody and breathing heavily as it lays on the ground.<br><br>After being gored by Olard, the first monster decided to grab the bull by the horns. Literally as he grabs Olard and wrestles him to the ground. Olard could feel that it was much heavier than a creature of it's size should be. Its powerful build crushing him as it pushes him to the ground and pins him. Thing two slowly and carefully stands up from being tripped. Keeping it's guard up, and not letting the two small things get any free hits. While the last one charges at the dwarven saint slamming its massive claw into his back.<br><br>[Seeking ray hit, B's first arrow was deflected the others hit, O's attacks miss, miss, hit, h provokes AoO it missed, The closes H C&amp;f can charge is H2 and both crit. H1 grapples O touch attack success, 47vs.35 success 33 damage, H1 moves to pin 42vs.41 success. H2 uses full rounds action to stand, and H3 charges h and hits for 41 damage.]<br><br>[Round 3]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 23:07:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael eyes blaze still in ferocious fury, in green flash his arrows return and his gaze moves to the foe which is now grappling one the companions. But truth said he was not concerned on wellfare for said person but more his keen brutal hunter eyes saw that the monster had several openings in it's stony hide which his arrows could exploit! Seeing his foe vulrenable! Bael takes again two arrows to his hand and short step closer the foe to increase both accuracy and damage of his shots. After quick chant of ame spell he has using since start of the battle and launches two arrows! Rapidly firing two more arrows similar manner to it's target in rapid pace and aiming tear the foe appart with his arrows! Five arrows were admantine slashing serpent tongue arrows, one them was cold iron regular piercing arrow!<br><br>OOC: 5'ft step towards pinning foe to get to 30'ft range for point blank shot if possible. Swift action cast Guided Shot spell, full attack, rapid and many shot in use again. Precise Shot allows me fire arrows to my wanted target despite normally grapple brings 50% miss chance to attacks from hitting ally. Deflect Arrows does not work if monk's hands are occupied, this case example in grapple. He must need at least give up grapple or pin able deflect one my six arrows. Manyshot makes second arrow use same attack roll for both arrows. Also while grappling foe is flat-footed so no Dex bonus. Attacks hit 22 (8+5pts slashing magic admantine dmg), 20 (3+5pts slashing magic admantine dmg) and 14 (6pts slashing magic admantine dmg, 7pts piercing cold iron dmg). Dmg and attack rolls include point blank bonus (if this does not apply -1 to hits and dmg).
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 23:24:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Standing where I am and continuing to throw magic at the third beast. Waving my arms around and chanting once more, throwing another delicious spell at the brute and hopefully finishing it off. Finally finishing my casting and yelling out once more in draconic:<br><br>[Ray of Flame!]<br><br>(Ray of flame ranged touch attack of 18, without the penalty of firing into melee. Dmg of 27 and DC reflex of 16 to prevent catching itself on fire.) 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>20-01-2011, 05:19:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As the massive, unnaturally strong brute crushes him against the earth, Olard's mind is wrenched back to before. Before his freedom, where massive chains and cruel hands bound him down, trapped him and imprisoned him. His eyes cloud over with fear and fury, hands releasing his war chain to flail and push uselessly against his captor.<br>"No! No! Won't be trapped! Won't be caught! Won't go back! NOOOOOOOOOOO!"<br><br>(39, and 31. Double fails.)<br>HP 71/86, max 10 points in Steely Resolve pool.)<br>Grapple mods is only +25, as long as I keep taking at least 10 damage/turn after DR.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>20-01-2011, 12:14:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Face me, pitiful monster!" Candalor yelled as he took a step to the right, trying to draw the creature's attention, so the forest lady next to him would have an opening in the rear. "Your life of evil... uhm... evilness shall end here today! For justice!" The paladin believed his new friends that these guys weren't all that good, but he forgot to ask them what it was exactly that the creatures did wrong. Still holding his shield at hand, he once more called for Pelor's protection, before his sword swung twice.<br><br>[[Making a 5 foot step to the northwest, allowing Maylea to take a flanking position if she were to step the other way.]]<br>[[Intimidate 11+5=16 to try and get the monster to attack himself rather than Maylea. Not backed up by any actual abilities.]]<br>[[Divine Armor Damage Reduction 5/- until the start of my next turn.]]<br>[[Attack rolls: 6+10=16, 9+5=14. Damage rolls: 2+5=7, 2+5=7.]]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 16:06:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The creatures weapon bounced off his chest in a manner most harmless, earning a hearty laugh from the Dwarf before another rammed into his back. "Ye fecker!" he bellowed before going back on the attack. Both hands had a firm grip on his great axe before he heaved it up and aimed to maim his opponent in a manner most painful. "Come on ye scraggy wee shit!"<br><br><br>Attack one: d20+18=32 // dmg: d12+4=11<br>Attack two: d20+13=22 // dmg: d12+4=8<br><em>Both directed towards the one that's being flanked</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 21:18:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea grinned, and saw everything unfold as she tensed, waiting for the exact right moment.&nbsp; When it came, she moved quickly.&nbsp; Stepping to the side and around the creature, she swung once, twice, each time emitting a flash of flame as the enchantment on the weapon burst into full bloom.&nbsp; And the glory of it?&nbsp; She was striking at an exposed, unprotected flank, because the creature had been facing the other way.<br><br>[[Maylea rolls 1d20 to hit, result 16 + 11 = 27<br>Maylea rolls 1d20 to hit, result 20 + 6 = 26<br>Maylea rolls 1d20 to confirm crit threat, result 14 + 6 = 20<br>DAMAGE 1: 5 physical + 12 sneak attack + 3 fire = 17 + 3<br>DAMAGE 2: 5 physical + 4 fire = 5 + 4 or 10 + 4 if successful crit<br><br>And now I'm wishing I'd sprung for the extra for Burst.&nbsp; That would have SUCKED for this critter.]]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 19:53:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Out of Beal's volley of arrows only two hit. The beast didn't mind so much it was more concerned with the axe that was being slammed into it back. Momohime's ray hits her target and it catches fire. Candalor whiffed twice at his mark but nether attack rung true. Maylea's daggers were finding their way into the monsters flesh well enough, but the monster's uncanny ability to react to opponents on opposite sides of him easily made it too difficult for her to get them in any of its squishy organs.<br><br>Unknowingly Maylea had put herself in a little jam. After shifting to flank she was now flanked between two beasts herself. Now the beast between the her and the paladin had the upper hand. Swinging a claw at each of his flankers, he leaves large gashes along their torsos. While the other two were already planing for the feast ahead. Dwarf meat is always so tough, so the two of them give the saint a little tenderizing. The first one was having too much trouble with whole axe in the back being shot by arrows thing, and oped out of holding down a screaming monster. Turning its attention to more pressing matters. With their huge clawed fists both pummel the dwarf to the ground, unleashing a powerful flurry of blows.<br><br>[B first attack hit, M hit and it's on fire, C missed twice, h hit twice, f hit and crit, no sneak attack though. H2 hits f for 44 slashing damage, and C for 45, H1 ends the grapple with O and hits h twice 37 39 nonlethal, H3 hits h twice for 33 40 nonlethal]<br><br>[Round 4]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 20:36:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael growls, seeing his arrows had little no impact harming these damn beasts! Seeing that grappling did not provide so much openings as he hoped so he remains in good distance and short chant for spell he starts rapidly pull arrows, but this time one at time! First one looks quite promising, second wetn wide miss and third good as Bael's other shots!<br><br>OOC: Wohoo! Nat 20 in first, confirmed it with 28 result, second shot goes miss (rolled 14) but last shot likely hits AC 22. Rolled 26pts slashing adamantium magic dmg for crit, last shot hit for 4pts slashing adamantium magic dmg. Also again use swift action cast Guided Shot so fog and stuff would not hinder his shots and his precision feat allows pick targets on grapple. So same target he is shooting at.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 15:39:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				About swing his axe again Codin was treated to a savage assault from a pair of the beasts, furious fists came raining down on the dwarf. The moment seemed to hang in the air for he wasn't sure how long before he slumped over unconscious. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 19:03:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The paladin gasped at the vicious blow that slit his chest, but was angered more as he watched the monster do the same for one of his female companions. "You vile creature!", Candalor yelled. "You will pay for that with your own blood!" For a brief moment, light emitted around his muscles, as they filled with Pelor's energy, just long enough for two more swings with his sword.<br><br>[10 hp remaining after DR. AC is still 19. No more DR in place.]<br>[Using Strength domain to boost my strength by 5 until the start of my next turn.]<br>[Attack: 6+12=18 (20 if still flanking), Damage: 5+7=12]<br>[Attack: 11+7=18 (20 if still flanking), Damage: 3+7=10]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 22:45:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shouting in panicked, terrified Undercommon, Olard flees from the restraining hands of the brutes, across the road and into the woods.<br><br>(Withdraw action, 60ft. east)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 01:10:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Still focus firing on the third beast, trying to focus all of my power on taking down one of the brutes. Quite surprised actually to see how it is still fighting when it is literally on fire. Hopefully this will end this nonsense once and for all for that one on fire. Casting all the same, waving my arms and looking quite calm and composed, as my allies get brutalized and fleeing, which is quite strange for a dwarf. Noticing before that the fireball didn't affect two of the creatures, which is quite serious indeed!<br><br>[Seeking ray!]<br><br>(ranged touch attack of 25, without any concealment penalties. Dmg of 15 electrical. Targeting the same monster number 3, which is on fire and getting forced lightening to the face.) <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 06:28:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea let out a shriek when the thing slashed into her, feeling some of her joints tear as it hit her.&nbsp; She sagged for a moment, nearly dropping her sword, and then her face grew grim.&nbsp; "Okay...&nbsp; Game time," she hissed, even as her body shrank.<br><br>A second later (((Literally.&nbsp; Free action.))) a small cat stood where she had, which then leaped up onto the creature's back and bit down hard, scratching away with both claws angrily.<br><br>[[[Size now Tiny, AC now 19.<br>To hit rolls of 12, 20, 9, totaling 20, 28 (26 to confirm), 14 (bite).&nbsp; So damage for the two claws at 1d2 - 2.&nbsp; v_v<br>For all of...&nbsp; 0 damage.&nbsp; *sigh*&nbsp; The BITE at least would have done damage.&nbsp; LAME!&nbsp; Hopefully she'll at least annoy it.&nbsp; First claw did 2-2, second claw did 1-2.&nbsp; So 3 damage total, technically, counting the crit, and the fact that you can't deal LESS than one damage.]]]<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 07:24:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beal unleashes three more arrows. The first of which was spot on, flying directly at the beast's head before being knock leisurely to the side. The third however hits scraping its shoulder a little. Candalor isn't doing so well with two more misses against the monstrous figure. Momohime's attack hits the poor creature she has been wailing on relentlessly. It seems to be on it's last leg. Lastly the tiny cat scratches at her assaulter leaving tiny scratches on its skin. Oh, that could really hurt if it got infected! <br><br>Sadly the kitten scratching at beast two's back was more of a threat than the paladin. It turn to the tiny cat grasping it in paws larger than the cat itself. Squeezing the last bit of conscious out of it before throwing it in a bag. The third beast have had enough with the tiny lady hurting it with her magics. Snorting the air before running full speed at her, it charges slamming it's huge claw into her. Thing one on the other hand was more enchanted with the sexy Layla dancing her dance. Strolling up to her, it reaches forth with it's massive paw wrapping it around her torso lifting her in the air. She could feel its grip crushing her.<br><br>[B first arrow swatted, third hits. C both attacks miss, M hits, f hits for 3 damage. H2 grapples f 30 nonlethal, H3 charges M 26 slashing, and H1 moves to L and grapples 28 nonlethal. C gets AoO for H2 putting f in a bag]<br><br>[Round 5]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 07:41:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Swearing in 5 different languages while getting charged and slashed, seeing one of my lovely kimonos get shredded and exposing my fair skin to some blood and gashes. That will have to suffice for now. Unlike the others, I will finish off one of these monsters. It was a mistake for the beast to get into melee with me, finally drawing out Rose and drawing a hand across the smooth blade of the katana, arcane energies flowing into the blade for a might strike!<br><br>[Combustion strike!]<br><br>(casting combustion as arcane channeling, which doesn't provoke. Attack roll of 26 and damage of 11 slashing and 35 fire damage. Reflex 17 to doubly catch on fire. I would imagine this looking like I stabbed the thing in the gut, and it exploding from the inside, if its hp is in the single digits.) 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 07:51:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg4177937#msg4177937">Quote from: NicciKotor on 25-01-2011, 07:41:43</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Swearing in 5 different languages while getting charged and slashed, seeing one of my lovely kimonos get shredded and exposing my fair skin to some blood and gashes. That will have to suffice for now. Unlike the others, I will finish off one of these monsters. It was a mistake for the beast to get into melee with me, finally drawing out Rose and drawing a hand across the smooth blade of the katana, arcane energies flowing into the blade for a might strike!<br><br>[Combustion strike!]<br><br>(casting combustion as arcane channeling, which doesn't provoke. Attack roll of 26 and damage of 11 slashing and 35 fire damage. Reflex 17 to doubly catch on fire. I would imagine this looking like I stabbed the thing in the gut, and it exploding from the inside, if its hp is in the single digits.)<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>It was something straight out of a samurai movie. Ruby swung through the air in a flash. At first it looked as if the blade had missed. Then a red line faded onto its chest before spraying out as a mist of blood. The body then exploded into flames as it fell to its knees and collapsed.<br><br>[H3 is dead in case you couldn't tell from the description. Oh, and by the way Nicci, your sword's name is Ruby]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 07:54:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(I keep forgetting if it was Ruby or Rose. In any case, my sword!)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 08:06:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael growls in frustration! In whole damn fight the brute has keep deflecting arrows from him! Bael continues his earlier barrage tough, this time sacrificing one his higher power spells for same swift chanted spell which increases his accuracy and fires new barrage of arrows!<br><br>OOC: Still 30'ft range. Also as note; It's plain <em>mean</em> to negate my awesome critical! I hate you deflect arrows! I <strong>hate</strong> you! Rapid shot and manyshot. 25 vs AC (9+9=18 magic slashing admantium dmg), 25 vs AC (7+9=16 magic slashing admantium dmg) and 8 vs AC (5pts magic slashing admantium dmg and 5pts magic piercing cold iron dmg). Each hit is 2 arrow hits, so deflect arrow can negate only single arrow, not both arrows from single shot! Anycase swift action cast guided shot, ran out 1st level spell slots so now using 2th level slots. Anycase it's on same target as before.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 23:38:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Over here!" Candalor yelled, striking the creature with it's blade, as it seemed to ignore the mighty champion in favor of hurting that poor little kitty. For a moment, the paladin wondered how the kitty ended up on the battlefield, but he had other worries on his mind. His sword still in his hands, the gold skinned man swung two more times, but his anger and confusion made him fumble all over the place.<br><br>[Attack of Opportunity (with Strength Domain) 17+12=29, Damage 2+7=9]<br>[Attack Natural 1]<br>[Attack 3+5=8]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 01:16:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea yowled, squirming in the thing's grasp as it squeezed at her, and then went limp, the feline body morphing slowly back into that of the small woman that had been fighting alongside them, just before being stuffed into the bag.<br><br>[[[Yeah, OW.&nbsp; She's going to be out for a WHILE one way or another.&nbsp; She only had 22 hp left, 30 nonlethal means 8 minutes before she can become conscious again, and that's WITH care.&nbsp; 8 hours without.]]]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 15:03:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ugh!&nbsp; Ouch!" Layla let out a yelp of pain as she was picked up by the creature, she had barely been paying attention to the battle and was more concerned with simply dancing.&nbsp; The creature's attack had caught her off guard.&nbsp; Now, held in place, her platform pumps kicked about as the beast eyed her up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 19:09:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Firing more arrows at the beast some hit some missed. It was more interested in the pretty little thing it found to care though. Candalor manage to land a blow on the creature as it was stuffing Maylea into its sack, but his next two swings missed. The beast retaliated with a miss of its own, jabbing its horns at the paladin's torso. Layla's kicking and struggling didn't do much against the beast. It just slung her over its shoulder and walked out into the mist.<br><br>[B's arrows 4 hit 3 miss. C's AoO hits the other two miss. H2 misses C, and H1 wins grapple check to move L. Few thing to mention, H2 is badly hurt, H1 isn't, and the fog gets worse the further away from the road you go. After 60ft the fog gets denser, making it 5ft away concealment and everything else total concealment.]<br><br>[Round 6]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 00:06:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moving closer to the beast that seems to be badly hurt, wondering if I can get myself up to two kills for this massacre. Watching people retreating or getting kidnapped is not exactly the best of plans, but nothing much I can do about it. Placing my self against the tree, using it between myself and H2, remembering the charge from the last beast, and wondering if they can knock down a good sized tree if they wanted. In any case:<br><br>[Kelgore's Firebolt!]<br><br>(Moved one square to the west and 3 to the north, using cover behind the tree. DC 16 relfex save for half damage on firebolt, with damage of 25.) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 00:28:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg4184621#msg4184621">Quote from: NicciKotor on 27-01-2011, 00:06:46</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Moving closer to the beast that seems to be badly hurt, wondering if I can get myself up to two kills for this massacre. Watching people retreating or getting kidnapped is not exactly the best of plans, but nothing much I can do about it. Placing my self against the tree, using it between myself and H2, remembering the charge from the last beast, and wondering if they can knock down a good sized tree if they wanted. In any case:<br><br>[Kelgore's Firebolt!]<br><br>(Moved one square to the west and 3 to the north, using cover behind the tree. DC 16 relfex save for half damage on firebolt, with damage of 25.)<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> An orb of fiery red rock conjures from Momohime's hand. She hurls it flying through the air. Arcane energy crackling around it, the beast she had targeted turned around just in time to take the rock right to the face. Letting out a painful scream it falls to the ground, clutching at its charred face before it slowly stops stirring.<br><br>[I hope you're happy. Damn monster rolled a fucking one on its reflex save. Now it's dead.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 01:04:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(I am the queen of fire and awesome!) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 03:02:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				coming back to his senses, Olard realizes that he is not in fact below ground, and not fleeing from recapture by his duergar masters. Somewhat sheepishly, he turns and bolts back to the scene of the combat where the others are gathered, only to note that one is missing.<br><br>"Where is the not-bed-slave girl?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 04:36:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing the dwarf come back right as I finish caving in the head of the 2nd beast. Not bothering to explain much as I busy casting once more, not wanting to waste any time to trying to get our comrade back. It would just be such a hassle to find their hide out and storm it and blah blah. Annoyance and hassles a plenty!<br><br>[Fly!]<br><br>(going east in the air at 60 feet per round, make a listen check every round to hear the screams/footfalls/brush getting trampled/trees getting stomped on/grunting. Also using belt for the next 3 rounds to heal my delicate and sexy self.) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 06:33:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael sees the retreating form of the beast about disappear into the mist! However despite he has concern for the woman he sees the powerful wizard swordwoman go after the beast. Seeing her prowess he can trust she can kill the beast or just keep track where it is. Bael meanwhile has more concern to do. As he hurries besides his beaten up cooshie company, checking life signs and deeply sigh in relief his eyes calm down from fierce crimson to calm green again and he whispers in elven; "[elven] Thank Corellon your alright.....I am sorry....." Bael gently pets his unconcious dog and he looks on others, hearing Olard's question he replies; "One the monsters took her and the small lady also in sack. But once we recover I can track the beast and finish it off. Assuming there is no more of them back in it's lair."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 14:51:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"EEEEK!" Layla continued to kick and struggled in vain, her blonde locks tossing about as her slender legs did so as well.&nbsp; "Let me down!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>28-01-2011, 08:56:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The paladin wondered for a moment where Maylea had wandered off to, but Layla's scream of panic brought him back to his senses. "No!" Candalor shouted. "They're kidnapping our honorable comrade! Morninglight, to my aid!" As the horse appeared from the mist, Candalor climbed on it's back, and set to pursue the last beast that had taken Layla with him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 18:58:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla:<br>Getting deeper into the fog, Layla can't see much of anything around her. She does however manage to see a fallen log as she is throw over it. The beast's hand on the back of her neck holds her to the log, While his other hand pulls her dainty thong to the side, exposing her vulnerable ass. Monsters are seldom in favor of foreplay, and this one is no different. Layla could feel it pressing it's member into her relatively tight anus. It felt a little soft as if it wasn't fully erect yet, but it was already bigger than the tentacles she experienced last night. The tip was wet and slimy, and it seemed like it wasn't going to fit, but the beast gave her a stern thrust and pushed inside. <br><br>Momo:<br>You use you fly off into the mist, and use a charge from you healing belt. Off in the distance you hear a bit of a scuffle. Along with the sounds of Layla screaming, the grunts and panting of a large animal, as well as the sounds of wood being rocked on. <br><br>Candalor:<br>Upon hearing about his "honorable comrade" Candalor calls upon his mighty steed and gallops off behind the flying swordswoman. Weaving a galloping horse through a forest in fog so thick you can barely see the hands in front of you prove to be rather difficult. However Morningstar managed to not run into and trees and jump a few logs and bushes here and there. A head Candalor could also hear the sounds of a scuffle.<br><br>[The noise you two hear is very loud and you can tell where it's coming from. The two of you are close enough to make a ranged attack into the square, but you wouldn't know what you would hit. Also you could be adjacent to it next round.]<br><br>[Round 7]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 19:09:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Candalor ducked low, his chest barely hovering above the mount's back, as he tried to dodge the overhanging branches. Hearing the sounds of a scuffle, he decided to check it out, by lack of better direction, and spurred Morninglight to charge towards the scene.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 20:59:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael sighs when the naked knight blindly charges into thick mist and remains where his animal companion is. He has no healing potions on him so he is left little choice than spend moment to pray and meditate spirits of wild change one his spells in memory as ranger to a healing spell for his companion. Once readied his nature wild energies he touches on Lavael and sends curing energies to him.<br><br>OOC: Spend like 1-10 minutes replace one ranger spell slot with cure light wounds. Then cast it on Lavael. Rolled 7pts for healing so it should bring Lavael to 2 HP.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 21:51:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wait for me!"<br>Pausing only to scoop his heavy metal chain off the ground, Olard charges off into the mist after the others, relying on his innate direction sense as much as the crashing and smashing noises to keep himself going in the right direction.<br><br>(Retrieve weapon, 30ft. movement east.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 06:47:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not bothering with wasting any time into dealing a strike, to at least distract the beast from the air. Almost out of spells, with a few choice left that are all lower levels. Enough of them at least to annoy and hamper enough for the rest of the team to come over and finish the beast. Chanting while flying ever closer, trying to get a more or less idea of where the animal grunting is coming from. <br><br>[Kelgore's Fire bolt!]<br><br>(DC 16 reflex save, over all 26 points of fire damage to the back of the face! Safe to assume that my friend is getting accosted, so more or less safe to throw mini fireballs in their general area.) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 15:17:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bent over the log, the blonde's bright blue eyes open wide as she is sodomized by the gigantic monster cock.&nbsp; "OOOoooOOO! EEEEEEEE!" moaning and panting from both pain and pleasure, the helpless blonde tries to not black out from the extreme stretching her anus is undergoing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 17:39:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Candalor:<br>Riding towards the sounds, the scene comes into view. Moringlight slides to a stop right beside a bear. A black bear to be specific. It was trying to knock over a tree to get some honey out of a bees nest. Was being the key word as a fiery rock comes from the sky striking it, and killing it dead. More grunting can be heard off in the distance. <br><br>Momo:<br>Your spell goes just as planned, you hear a horse whiny and stop right before the spell hits. The sounds that follow afterward leads you to believe that whatever you struck your target killing it. As there was a loud cry of an animal followed by silence. Well not silence you can still her some creatures mating off the the distance.<br><br>Olard:<br>The large creature known as Olard scuffles off into the fog as fast as his armor would let him. Getting closer to the others, he hears the sound of combat. The one sided kind of combat where a spellcaster brutally kills whatever was fighting before it even had a chance to defend itself.<br><br>Zaer Darkwail:<br>[They're going to be back before you can even finish swapping out a spell. Searching the loot you might find some items for healing. *Hint* *Hint*]<br><br>Layla:<br>Off in the distance Layla could hear some of her friend Momo's deadly fire magic. However that was a little less important compared to the fact the the monster started pumping in and out of her poor ass. Picking up the pace quite rapidly, in only a few second it had built up to ass breaking speeds. Slamming in and out, the beast went all the way in every time. She could feel the monsters ratty fur brush against her ass when it pushed deep inside her. As well as her stomach bulge and press against the log.<br><br>[Round 8]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 17:46:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moaning and panting still, Layla grinds her nails into the log and tries to spread her legs out wider, to help open her anus up as much as possible."Oh my gawd...OOOoooOOO...EEEeeeck!" Layla's platform pumps kick about, sending dirt into the air as her toes curl inside of them...she was starting to orgasm, though she wasn't really enjoying it!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 17:55:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Exploding bear or not, time to fly more towards the sounds of the grunting and other more interesting screams from the whore. Wondering if she is getting murdered or accosted by the sounds of thing, using another charge while flying ever towards the sound. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 18:05:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh my, that must have been the most unlucky bear ever! Candalor took a moment to watch the remains, buried under that rock. Rocks don't fall from the sky very often, and to get hit like this was really against all odds. Poor bear!<br><br>After contemplating the bear's fate for a moment, he heard the noises in the distance and was suddenly reminded of the damsel in distress. Giving Morninglight the spurs once more, he continued to ride forward through the mist, hoping his ears didn't play games with him a second time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 19:10:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg4199313#msg4199313">Quote from: inflatetress on 30-01-2011, 17:46:15</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Moaning and panting still, Layla grinds her nails into the log and tries to spread her legs out wider, to help open her anus up as much as possible."Oh my gawd...OOOoooOOO...EEEeeeck!" Layla's platform pumps kick about, sending dirt into the air as her toes curl inside of them...she was starting to orgasm, though she wasn't really enjoying it!<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>The monster saw her trying to spread her legs and though it give her a hand, what a gentleman. Reaching down it grabbed her shin and lifted it in the air. While it's other hand wrapped around her torso keeping her two arms at her side. Tilting her slightly to the side, Her legs were spread vertically. It Held her completely immobile as it continued to ravish her ass with its massive cock. Speaking of big hands, she could feel its cock getting bigger inside her as it gets closer to being fully erect. Each thrust in, it was getting harder, bigger, and wider.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 19:39:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Interpreting Layla's shrieks of pleasure to be cries of pain or terror, Olard continues to thunder at top speed towards the noises, chain at the ready.<br><br>(Full run action, 90ft.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 20:38:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael tends his animal companion in meanwhile, he thinks pray first but then he notices two monsters sacks.<br><br><em>Wait....if they raid travelers perhaps they have healing goods also!</em><br><br>Bael eagerly goes fetch the two bags and opens each one up and starts study each item in content with simple cantrip which allows detect magic auras. Try identify many as he can and find one which most likely is healing potion!<br><br>OOC: Overall go fetch loot bags, open them and study items with detect magic.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 21:15:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In the bag closest to Lavael, Beal finds 400 gold pieces 8,000 silver pieces, a broad leather belt studded with three moonstones (Magic), a fiery red crystal that appears to burn with a heatless flame (Magic), an elegantly styled white leather vest edged in silver piping and with silver buttons (Magic), and an unconscious Tibbit. In the other bag there is 1000 gold coins, two violet garnets, a wand, a scroll, and a small book bound in hammered silver and engraved with the continents of the world (Magic).<br><br>[The wand is divine, and the scroll is arcane. Both of which are spells on your spell list. In two more rounds you could use spellcraft checks to determine the school of magic each of the items auras is.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 21:32:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael notices the unconcious tibbit, recalling his theory he gently takes the cat out from the bag and places it rest on the ground while he continues his studying on the items. Especially magical ones to identify the magic schools involved in them. Especially keep keen eye out for necromancy aura, as that school is related to both death and life magic.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 00:33:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Biting down on her lower lip, Layla moans loudly as the screams come to an end, her eyes roll up into her head a bit and she simply enjoys the punishing orgasm the creature is dishing out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 04:55:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Flying further Momo can hear some grunting and moaning directly below her. Candalor gallops fast on Morninglight stopping right behind the beast stuffing his "honorable comrade". Olard runs through the fog passing a burnt black bear. He can hear some figures off in the distance sounds about 30ft off. He could hit something with his spiked chain, but there would be no telling what.<br><br>The beast seemed to enjoy the moans of pleasure coming from this new fuck toy of his. Panting hard it pushed in all the was to the hilt. Then released a spray of hot thick cum. Layla could feel it swelling inside her as the monster filled her with its viscous milky fluid. Hot cum still poring into her ass, it seemed like there was no end. The beast leaned its head over Layla shoulder and started to lick her nipples with its long tongue. Taking a small breather while it came.<br><br>[Nothing new happens to Beal this round just stares at the magic items. Go ahead and roll a spellcraft check for each one though.]<br><br>[Round 9]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 05:39:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finding the correct spot this time, and wanting to do something more naughty then just shooting fireballs from the sky. Smiling to myself as I once again wave my hand over Ruby, chanting a devious little spell into it, one that shall do wonders to lessen the impact of the beast on the poor whore down there. Once finished I position myself and drop straight down through the mist, Ruby leading for a killer blow!<br><br>["Enfeeblement Strike!"]<br><br>Landing on the back of the beast and sinking the blade into the monster, releasing the spell into it right as it shoots his monster seed into the woman. <br><br>[Attack from Above! Attack with Ruby of 26, with damage of 13 slashing and 8 str damage. That should do nicely to lessen its immensive attack strength.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 06:27:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael studies.....<br><br>OOC: Spellcrafts go; 28 (nat 20) on 'a broad leather belt studded with three moonstones (Magic)', 23 on 'a fiery red crystal that appears to burn with a heatless flame (Magic)', 23 on 'an elegantly styled white leather vest edged in silver piping and with silver buttons (Magic)'.<br><br>24 on wand, 28 (nat 20) on 'a small book bound in hammered silver and engraved with the continents of the world (Magic)' and 15 on a scroll. 21 Arcana check to make 'guess' what some items are.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 06:34:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Standing behind the big dude, Candalor watches in horror as the creature is attacking Layla from behind with some kind of rod. Instantly, the paladin decides to return the favor tenfold to the barbaric creature. "In Pelor's name, I will make this the last time you ever laid a finger on an innocent lady!"<br><br>Pulling the reigns to let Morninglight rear up, he guides his horse to plant it's hooves on the big lug's back. Regardless of hitting or missing, it would be followed by a bite from his proud mount and two swings of the Aasimar's blade.<br><br>[Hoof Attacks 5+8=13, 3+8=11. Bite Attack 4+3=7]<br>[Candalor Attacks 3+12=15, 6+7=13]<br>[Candalor Ride 20+12=32. The first attack on Morninglight that hits it's AC of 22 is considered a miss, unless it also hits AC 32]<br>[Candalor's own AC at this time is 13]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 19:16:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking down at her abdomen in confusion, the blonde gasps, "Huh!?&nbsp; What!?" the creature was releasing so much go into her that she was starting to feel a bit bloated!&nbsp; "Oh gawd...this thing doesn't quit....ughhh!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 00:08:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not wanting to accidentally his his friends in the fog, Olard slows his pace and advances at a more measured rate towards the noises and shadowy figures, chain at the ready.,<br><br>(OOC: Move 30ft. up, standard action held to see what I find.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 00:25:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg4204749#msg4204749">Quote from: TheGlyphstone on 01-02-2011, 00:08:36</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Not wanting to accidentally his his friends in the fog, Olard slows his pace and advances at a more measured rate towards the noises and shadowy figures, chain at the ready.,<br><br>(OOC: Move 30ft. up, standard action held to see what I find.)<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>In front of Olard he could see a horse's ass. Morninglight's ass to be specific. The paladin know as Candalor could be heard sword fighting on top of his steed. In front of them was more fighting, moaning, and grunting, but what was where would be difficult to determine from this distance.<br><br>[horses being large creatures, puts you ten feet away from the beast now.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 01:56:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea gave a groan, one hand coming up to press against her forehead as she sat up slowly, shaking her head gently.&nbsp; "Owwwwwww..." (21 Fort to wake up) She looked around, spotting Bael there nearby staring at some random things in his lap.<br><br>Groaning again, she slowly stood to her feet, staggering slightly for a moment as she held one hand out flat to try and keep her balance.&nbsp; She sighed, shaking her head, and staggered over toward where one of the creatures was, pulled her shortsword, and proceeded to stab it viciously in the eye, her teeth gritting.<br><br>"Bastard... pick me up and... and crush me to a pulp," she hissed, and finally stopped, dropping back to her knees.&nbsp; "Owwwwwwwww"<br><br>(That fort save got her to 1 HP, so she's not going to be doing much of anything for a few.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 02:55:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There you are, paladin man! Have you found the monster?"<br><br>Olard moves forward more cautiously now, one step at a time.<br><br>(Advance until I can see the monster clearly.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 03:51:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Whiff, whiff, whiff, whiff, whiff, whiff. Neither of Layla's rescuers could lay a blow on the beast. Momo could barely see it through the fog and Candalor is continuing with his string of bad luck. Olard walked around Morninglight until he is standing next to the beast that not one minute ago had him pinned to the ground. And poor Layla, it seemed her break was now over. The beast started to slowly pumping in and out of her now cum filled ass.<br><br>[1d100 Result: 96 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=22240), Sorry you should have bet on high!]<br><br>Zear: Belt Faint conjuration (healing), Crystal Faint evocation, Vest Moderate abjuration, and the Book is Faint transmutation. The wand is Divine and conjuration (healing). You don't know what the scroll is, but you could read it with <em>Read magic</em>.<br><br>[Round 10]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 05:30:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Well this damn fog is making things far too diffucult. Wondering who is doing all of that screaming just a few feet away, not really bothering with their nonsense, when I have a far better idea of burning off this evil fog. Chanting once more while floating above the beast, as it seems to be rather concerned with its bucking. Which is all well and good, be distracted...<br><br>[Flaming Sphere!]<br><br>(Dropping a sphere right into its squares, using a move action to do so. 8 fire damage, DC 17 reflex to negate. Even if he succeeded, it is a 5 foot diameter ball of fire trying to roll over him.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 07:42:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg4205154#msg4205154">Quote from: Pretty in Pink on 01-02-2011, 01:56:14</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Maylea gave a groan, one hand coming up to press against her forehead as she sat up slowly, shaking her head gently.&nbsp; "Owwwwwww..." (21 Fort to wake up) She looked around, spotting Bael there nearby staring at some random things in his lap.<br><br>Groaning again, she slowly stood to her feet, staggering slightly for a moment as she held one hand out flat to try and keep her balance.&nbsp; She sighed, shaking her head, and staggered over toward where one of the creatures was, pulled her shortsword, and proceeded to stab it viciously in the eye, her teeth gritting.<br><br>"Bastard... pick me up and... and crush me to a pulp," she hissed, and finally stopped, dropping back to her knees.&nbsp; "Owwwwwwwww"<br><br>(That fort save got her to 1 HP, so she's not going to be doing much of anything for a few.)<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Bael has pretty much identified what items actually do. He picks the divine magic wand and moves closer to Maylea and says; "Hold still for a moment you restless kitty, I have identified this is somesort healing wand but not sure what command word is. But it usually have rather common words anyway so let's try some of them out until we see which one works." Bael touches with wand gently on Maylea and says in sequence; "Soothe...*tap* Cure....*tap* Heal...*tap* Mend....."<br><br>OOC: No doubt it takes while for Bael find correct word or language for it. GM could roll percentage dice to see do we succeed and if we do what time it would take. Bael would give up trying the wand around 1 minute and change use the belt which is more straighforward function. Or GM can rule the wands are simpler device which asks only will to channel it's divine energy if you have cure spells in your class list and able cast them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 17:18:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ugh....my gawd!&nbsp; EEEECK!" the blonde kicked and flailed a bit more, her platform pumps sending chunks of dirt and rocks into the air as she ground her teeth and crossed her eyes in pain, "OOOOooOOO....AHh...ahh....ahhh!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 18:33:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Right in front of me!" the paladin yelled, as he ordered Morninglight to attack once more, following up on it with his own sword attacks. "Hang in there, Lady Layla!" he continued to yell. "We're here to save you!"<br><br>[Hoof Attacks 3+8=11, 17+8=25 (1d6+4=6). Bite Attack 10+3=13]<br>[Candalor Attacks 3+12=15, 13+7=20 (1d8+7=10)]<br>[Candalor Ride 11+12=23. The first attack on Morninglight that hits it's AC of 22 is considered a miss, unless it also hits AC 23]<br>[Candalor's own AC at this time is 13]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>02-02-2011, 06:33:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg4206496#msg4206496">Quote from: Zaer Darkwail on 01-02-2011, 07:42:27</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Bael has pretty much identified what items actually do. He picks the divine magic wand and moves closer to Maylea and says; "Hold still for a moment you restless kitty, I have identified this is somesort healing wand but not sure what command word is. But it usually have rather common words anyway so let's try some of them out until we see which one works." Bael touches with wand gently on Maylea and says in sequence; "Soothe...*tap* Cure....*tap* Heal...*tap* Mend....."<br><br>OOC: No doubt it takes while for Bael find correct word or language for it. GM could roll percentage dice to see do we succeed and if we do what time it would take. Bael would give up trying the wand around 1 minute and change use the belt which is more straighforward function. Or GM can rule the wands are simpler device which asks only will to channel it's divine energy if you have cure spells in your class list and able cast them.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Thinking hard about casting a Cure Serious Wounds spell Beal hold the wand out and gives it a flick. Divine white light starts to come from the wand right before it fizzles.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>02-02-2011, 06:40:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael frowns, and decides to try next cure moderate wound spell and he repeats the earlier process to see does it provide better results......
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>02-02-2011, 07:53:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She twitched at the fizzle of white light, one eyebrow quirking.&nbsp; She shook her head, and then turned to look back at the creatures on the ground.&nbsp; "Hey... what happened to the other one, and everyone else?" she asked, looking around with a puzzled look on hre face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>02-02-2011, 09:12:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While concentrating on the wand Bael replies; "Those two the lady with katana cut down, we rest were pretty useless. Now they are chasing one of those beasts in mist after it grabbed on the girl who kept dancing in background. I stayed behind to try recover Lavael and also pick the loot from these beasts." Bael sighs and adds; "Besides it seems I am slightly above being useless when figthing these monsters so better I do something else useful."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 03:25:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Get off her, monster! She is not a bed-slave, you are not allowed to do that to her unless she says yes, and you never asked!"<br><br>Folding his heavy chain over in half - its extended length useless in this murk - Olard swings the metal links around the brute's throat, catching the folded end in his open hand and yanking back to pull the creature backwards and off of Layla.<br><br>(OOC: Swift action to adopt Martial Spirit stance. Full attack action, first Trip attempt. Touch attack of 21.&nbsp; Trip attempt of only 26 though, so probably a failure. Iterative attack is another trip attempt, touch attack also of 21, this time with a Trip modifier of 42. If that doesn't succeed, shenanigans. ;D Free melee attack for a successful trip only hits AC20, but he's "flanked" by Layla and prone, so I hit an effective AC26 for 21 damage, and heal Layla for 2 points of damage.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 04:26:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Momohime puts a flaming sphere right on the monster head. It didn't even bother moving out of the way. I just kept on pounding Layla's cum filled hole. Candalor and Morninglight together managed to hit the beast twice. Once with hoof and once with sword. Olard swings his chain around the monsters neck, and pulls with all his might, but to no avail. The beast just kept bucking wildly on top of Layla.<br><br>After Beal's failed attempt with the Cure Serious Wounds spell. He decided to try again this time thinking about cure moderate wounds. Another flick of the wand and a flash of white light. *Fizzle* The wand didn't cast a second time.<br><br>[It failed it's reflex save, the miss chance didn't make Candalor miss, and for opposed trip the dice came up 18 twice, and I though shenanigans I'm far too lucky and rerolled the last one in hopes of a lower number the die came up a 19. It won both times.]<br><br>[Round 11]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 08:13:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael sighs after wand fizzles yet again and he says; "Damn it! C'mon, we need heal injuries, not poisons nor diseases....." Bael again taps injured kitty woman on shoulder and now focuses on the smallest affecting heal spell he knows as ranger. Hoping this will be the one but if it does not work he starts try out the belt....<br><br>OOC: Third time tap the wand and now think about cure light wound. Also what you mean 'didn't cast a second time'? Did wand run out of charges?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 08:29:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg4218733#msg4218733">Quote from: Zaer Darkwail on 04-02-2011, 08:13:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Bael sighs after wand fizzles yet again and he says; "Damn it! C'mon, we need heal injuries, not poisons nor diseases....." Bael again taps injured kitty woman on shoulder and now focuses on the smallest affecting heal spell he knows as ranger. Hoping this will be the one but if it does not work he starts try out the belt....<br><br>OOC: Third time tap the wand and now think about cure light wound. Also what you mean 'didn't cast a second time'? Did wand run out of charges?<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Seems like third times the charm. As with this third flick warm healing magic flows out the tip of the wand. Giving soothing relive to the tibbit's wounds.<br><br>[Out of charges? That would be really mean giving a wand with only 2 charges. Anyway 17 charges left, cure light wounds 1d8+5. She heals 8 points of damage. Don't forget that when you heal damage you also heal the same amount of nonlethal damage.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 08:59:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael smiles when wand works and says; "Finally! Now stay still and tell when it's enough." Bael taps Maylea few more times, until she calls when it is enough. Once she is done Bael moves tap with wand on Lavael who has been knocked out and injured badly.<br><br>OOC: Bael will spend charges to heal Maylea at least 50% HP and same thing to Lavael. Will probably take several rounds.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 16:28:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"This creature is mocking Pelor!" Candalor exclaimed, completely offended. "By all that is just and holy, Morninglight, send this creature to the other world! Pelor will give us strength!"<br><br>As he called upon the might of his forefather, he sends his loyal mount to trample the beast under his hooves once more.<br><br>[Candalor Concentration 14+2=16, casting Bull's Strength, also affecting Morninglight.]<br>[Hoof Attacks 11+10=21 (1d6+6=12), 2+10=12. Bite Attack 17+5=22 (1d4+3=5)]<br>[Candalor Ride 6+12=18. Morninglight has an AC of 22]<br>[Candalor's own AC at this time is 13]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 17:52:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her legs now spread as wide as she can get them, Layla is sprawled out on the log and ground almost motionless as the beast continues to have her way with her.&nbsp; "AHhhHH! EEEEEEEE!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 22:01:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Raising up another five feet in order to get out of the blast radius, all the while the ball of fire contines to try to roll over the perverted monster. Chanting and once more pointing a finger at the back of the beast, sure as rain this time that I will not miss!<br><br>[Kelgore's Firebolt!]<br><br>(DC 16 reflex save, 22 dmg overall. Ball of fire does 5 damage, DC 17 relfex save.) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 22:59:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded, rolling her shoulders slightly at each flare of light, and then waved a hand.&nbsp; "That's good enough," she said, pulling her bow free and restringing it.&nbsp; Making sure the bow string was taut, she put an arrow to the string, and then looked back at the ranger.&nbsp; "You didn't by any chance see which way they went, did you?" she said, a grim determination in her voice and her eyes taking on a cold, steely gleam.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 23:14:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael moves to heal Lavael with the wand, starting tap his loyal companion several times while he replies; "They went that direction but I doubt you find them mists just moving in there, that mist is quite thick. But I and Lavael can track just fine in mist but it takes more time as we need move slower. Also better we depart together, as I am sure you do not want again stuffed to the bag do you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 14:09:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Olard's elixir wears off, returning him to his normal eight-foot size, and he abandons his attempts to drag the unnaturally strong brute off Layla. Instead, he merely swings his chain as hard as he can against the creature's bare and upturned ass, the most easily vulnerable place to target that he can.<br><br>(Execute Vanguard Strike with my daily use of Smite. Hits AC26 for 29 damage, and all allies have +4 to hit the target until my next turn. Trip of 37, on the off-chance he natural 1's.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 16:58:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Candalor spell goes off without a hitch, and his mighty steed manages to kick and bite the beast. The spell casted by Momohime was heard by the beast. Who spun around, spinning poor Layla with him, to dodge the incoming fiery rock. As well as ducking out of that ball of fire resting on its head. Now leaning back against the log, the monster bounce Layla up and down on its massive member. Olard swings his chain at the beast's ass sitting upon the fallen tree. His attack hit, but did not manage to knock the creature off balance. The monster did however let out a painful moan. It seem tired and on it's last leg, but it still continued to ravage Layla's cum filled hole. Using the hand it gasped her with, it slide her up and down, while thrusting when she got close to the bottom. Slamming hard into her poor ass.<br><br>[The mist didn't make anyone miss, the beast made both reflex saves, but it's almost dead, so keep up the good work.]<br><br>[Round 12]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 01:02:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighed, shaking her head.&nbsp; "Dammit.&nbsp; This is ridiculous," she said, and then her eyes widened when what he said dawned on her.&nbsp; She shook her head.&nbsp; "So you know what I am," she said softly, turning back to him.&nbsp; "Sharp mind you've got, many don't notice or put two and two together."&nbsp; She crouched down next to him, resting a hand on her knee.&nbsp; "How much do you know about my kind?" she said, looking over at him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 02:55:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Getting annoyed at how flexible these monsters are at avoiding my spells. Tisking all the same while mentally slamming the fireball into the side of the hairy beast once more, for added effect. Going in for a more direct attack, just flying back down into range and swinging with Ruby with all of my might. <br><br>(fly down 5 feet for full attack. Attack of nat 20, confirmed with a 19, and double confirmed of 22 attack. So what, x4 critical? Katana does 2x on critical, so double is 4x? In any case!<br><br>Full Result: NicciKotor rolled: 1d20, adding 11to the total<br>Comment: Attack<br>Result: 20,<br>Total: 31<br><br>Full Result: NicciKotor rolled: 1d20, adding 11to the total<br>Comment: Attack<br>Result: 19,<br>Total: 30<br><br>Full Result: NicciKotor rolled: 1d20, adding 11to the total<br>Comment: Attack<br>Result: 11,<br>Total: 22<br><br><strong>Dmg rolls of 4d10+20, total damage of 40:</strong><br><br>Roll Result: NicciKotor rolled: 4d10, adding 20to the total<br>Comment: damage<br>Result: 7, 4, 5, 4,<br>Total: 40<br><br><strong>Second attack! Attack roll of 21, dmg of 7</strong><br><br>Roll Result: NicciKotor rolled: 1d20, adding 5to the total<br>Comment: damage<br>Result: 15,<br>Total: 21<br><br>Roll Result: NicciKotor rolled: 1d10, adding 5to the total<br>Comment: damage<br>Result: 2,<br>Total: 7<br><br>Reflex 17 for the fireball rolling into its must be dead carcass. Also low for the miss chance, so 1-20 is a miss for me. I'll let the DM roll that. ) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 03:38:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Momohime going for the hat trick in monster killing, swings her katana Ruby at the last beast's neck. Silting it throat, blood starts to flow down the front of the monsters chest. Falling to it's knees then falling backwards onto its back. Letting go of Layla she slowly slides down the length of the monstrous member. Laying on it back slowly panting, Momo makes her second attack. Swinging ruby this time she strikes only the fog. The Flaming sphere however manages to sear the rest of life out of the horrid creature. However its spirit wasn't the only thing released as it died. After the monster stopped twitching from being burnt, cum started to gush out of its still ridged cock. Layla felt the familar feeling of being filled with the monsters hot seed.<br><br>[Layla stage 2, End of combat]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 03:47:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Floating over the body and watching it twitch and release once last spasm of seed into the whore. Shrugging to myself and sighing out still, more concerned over my ruined kimono, dried blood on the silk and exposing my chest and the rings on my nipples quite nicely. Doing a flourish with Ruby before putting her away, tucking her into my sash and out of my way. <br><br>"Now what did I tell you about chasing after strange men Layla? Such a bother to keep saving you... such a bother!"<br><br>Kicking the body a few times, making sure it won't explode or something. Still in midair as I go about my MUCH DESERVED looting. Leaning over in midair and bending over, showing off more of my legs and up the hem of my kimono. More interested in getting compensated for getting hit and slashed back there. I mean seriously, getting attacked like that is just rude!<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 03:51:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The monster had a large sack. Inside Momo found 800 gold coins, a violet garnet, a pair of dragonhide gloves, and a glass lens rimmed with gold that has a gold chain attached to an ear clip.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 03:55:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Putting it all into my bag for later inspection, or most of it. Letting the others heal up the whore, since that is not my expertise. Floating back to the original battleground and wondering where the rest of our party went off too. Taking the glass lens and staring at it quite intently, before clipping it on and setting the lens. Taking a look around and down at my arms and body to see if anything interesting is different. <br><br>All the while flying back to the original spot. <br><br>(It has been what, 1 minute since I casted fly? Maybe longer since I did a nice deep and wet search.) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 06:56:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching the creature fall to the ground, Candalor pulled Morninglight to a halt, and quickly dismounted. "Are you all right, Miss Layla?" he yelled, as he approached her, fearing the worst after that creature's brutal attack. He looked deeply worried as he bend over the maiden and inspected her wounds. "You're saved now!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 08:18:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg4228846#msg4228846">Quote from: Pretty in Pink on 07-02-2011, 01:02:27</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She sighed, shaking her head.&nbsp; "Dammit.&nbsp; This is ridiculous," she said, and then her eyes widened when what he said dawned on her.&nbsp; She shook her head.&nbsp; "So you know what I am," she said softly, turning back to him.&nbsp; "Sharp mind you've got, many don't notice or put two and two together."&nbsp; She crouched down next to him, resting a hand on her knee.&nbsp; "How much do you know about my kind?" she said, looking over at him.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>While working the wand over Lavael Bael replies; "Well, besides legends and rumors not much. Your actually first of your kind I have met in person. I was silent because I know your kin appreciate your privacy and I can understand reason to disguise to be something else than what you are. I just hope you do not take offense from me knowing what you are and calling you a kitty."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 08:37:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She giggled softly.&nbsp; "Not at all.&nbsp; Just not in front of the others.&nbsp; Since you know about our desire for privacy, then you know that only those that figure it out are confirmed as to what we are.&nbsp; We don't outright tell anyone what we are.&nbsp; And since you were sharp enough to figure it out...<br><br>"My given name is Glittereye," she said softly, nodding her head for a moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 08:49:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael smiles and says; "Nice to meet you Glittereye, I am Bael for short but full name goes Bael'reth-ruil. My friend here is Lavael. He kinda also tipped me regarding confirming what you are. As you can change shape but cannot disguise scent from a dog." Bael's wand glows again and he touches Lavael to heal it.....<br><br>OOC: So I roll for healing done to Lavael?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 22:34:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg4230231#msg4230231">Quote from: Xillen on 07-02-2011, 06:56:22</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Watching the creature fall to the ground, Candalor pulled Morninglight to a halt, and quickly dismounted. "Are you all right, Miss Layla?" he yelled, as he approached her, fearing the worst after that creature's brutal attack. He looked deeply worried as he bend over the maiden and inspected her wounds. "You're saved now!"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Layla was still skewered on the monster's still hard shaft. Her belly looking like she was about to pop out some twins. She had a few bruises and would be walking funny for awhile, but other than that she was fine.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 22:38:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla tried to pull herself off of the monster's still warm cock.&nbsp; Once free she stood up and seemed rather out of it as she stood over the monster with her legs spread apart a bit trying to catch her breath.&nbsp; "Dear gawd...that was wild..." it was somewhat unclear as to if she was angry and upset or...well...not so angry and upset.&nbsp; That is until she looked down and saw her bloated belly, "Yikes! What happened!?" her blue eyes were wide with concern.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 23:24:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, no! The beast has smeared it's vile semen all over you!" Candalor called, as he watched her behind with horror. Walking up closer, the man placed his left hand on Layla's shoulder, and pushed her torso down again.<br><br>"Please, miss! Hold still like that and open up, so I can try to wash your body clean and purify it in Pelor's name!" Hoping she'd comply, he asked his forefather to send him 10 gallons of fresh, clean and cold water.<br><br>[Touch Attack 4+13=17, Grapple 20+13=33 if Layla tries to resist a helping hand]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>08-02-2011, 18:05:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla attempts in vain to resist at first as her bloated body is shoved back down onto the log.&nbsp; She had already had enough and now this psycho was...well...Layla really wasn't sure what he was doing!&nbsp; "Hey!&nbsp; What the heck!" she kicked a bit and put up a fuss, nut nothing that couldn't be handled.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>08-02-2011, 18:19:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just open up back there, miss!" Candalor ordered the lady, as he kept her otherwise pinned down, her struggling and kicking preventing him from channeling any spells. "And keep it wide open, so that with clean spring water, sent by Pelor himself, I will cleanse your body of that vile white goo that creature left all over and in your ass!"<br><br>[Casting Create Water the moment she stops resisting, trying to conjure it on Layla's ass to clean the semen off, since the rules say you cannot conjure it inside a creature]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>08-02-2011, 18:24:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At this point there is little the sodomized blonde could do to close her anus, it remained fairly wide opened.&nbsp; It was clear however that she wasn't all that thrilled about still being held down, though she eventually stopped kicking about so much and let out a sigh, "It's not gunna help you idiot, just....uhhh...hurry up already!" she blushed and rolled her eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>08-02-2011, 18:30:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she finally stopped moving, 10 gallons on water appeared right above her behind, splashing down on her and washing most of the semen along with it as it ran further down her body, soaking the remainder of her clothes as well. With the gaping hole wide open, it would also be completely filled with water, with, together with the semen that was already inside, only worked to create more of a mess than there had already been.<br><br>"Uhm..." was all the priest brought out, unsure what to do at that point. "Try squeezing, maybe?" he informed her, lacking all confidence.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>09-02-2011, 03:05:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The cold water was soothing on Layla's sore stretched hole. The water did manage to wash away the semen that had run down her legs, but other than that didn't help much. Layla still had a big swollen bully that swished about full of monster cum.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>09-02-2011, 03:40:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She winced, nodding slightly.&nbsp; "Yeah, there is that.&nbsp; Just... since you know about our privacy, then please, say nothing to the others.&nbsp; Let them figure it out on their own.&nbsp; If I continue running around with them, they'll figure it out soon enough," she said, glancing over at the other items laying there on the ground.&nbsp; She eyed each of them, her eyebrow quirking up slightly.&nbsp; "Anything interesting there besides the wand?" she asked, tilting her head to the right.<br><br>[[Don't know if it will do me any good, but Use Magic Device Result: 16, Total: 25]]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>09-02-2011, 04:54:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Flying back to the road and sighing in relief, seeing that my comrades are more or less still alive. Getting closer to that weird half kitty lady and the other man, still floating in mid air and looking at the gear that rightfully belongs to me. Leaving that aside for the moment, taking a look at what they are doing. <br><br><strong>So, been busy identifying the loot? I had to go and save the princess, again. The others are to the east some ways dealing with her wounds and coddling her once again. She needs to learn how to toughen up. More importantly, find anything that a pretty sorceress like myself would enjoy?</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>09-02-2011, 06:51:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael replies; "Well, this wand here has minor healing spell. Belt over there has similar aura and suspect same function but probably fitting for general use. This crystal has faint evocation aura on it. This vest has moderate abjuration aura. Book has faint transmutation aura. Scroll is unkwon at the moment but could be read with <em>read magic</em>.<br><br>When Bael said this Lavael comes about, smiling widely he pets his green dog when he continues channel from the wand, speaking soothing manner; <sub>"Hey big boy, be bit more careful next time will you? Sorry for placing you harm like this..."</sub><br><br>OOC: 17 charges left, used 2 for Glittereye. Bael uses 3 charges for Lavael. Leaving wand with 12 charges.<br><br>Heals for Glittereye; 15pts total from 2 charges<br>Heals for Lavael; 16pts from 3 charges
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>09-02-2011, 07:21:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Bah! Nothing too useful to learn here, not without the proper spells. There has to be someone back in town that can do it. Might as well take that crystal, I am the only one here that can use evocation spells.</strong><br><br>Casting detect magic on the stuff I looted, the garnet, the gloves, and the monocle. Still floating there in midair for added effect. Knowing that it will take them forever to calm down the princess and bring her back here to the road. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>09-02-2011, 18:03:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eventually, when she was allowed, Layla got to her feet and looked herself over..."Yikes!&nbsp; Dear gawd!" she touched her bloated belly daintily with two fingers and then frowned..."Uhmmm...I think I'll be okay." she chuckled nervously, waiting to see what the group's next move was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>09-02-2011, 18:32:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You must still feel weak!" the golden man told her, looking at her with worried eyes. Grabbing Morninglight by the reigns, he pulled his mount closer, and offered it to the unfortunate woman. "Perhaps it will be easier for you to ride Morninglight for a while. Don't worry, I'll hold on to the reigns, making sure he doesn't buckle!"<br><br>He started to nudge Layla on his horse, before she even had the time to accept or decline his offer. "I think our comrades are still back where we killed the other two."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 00:03:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Putting everything back into my bag but the monocle, going to get that ID by the cleric later. Finally snatching up the scroll and getting a good healthy look at it, leering at it and turning it around a few times to get the right angle. <br><br>"Hmm... I see..." <br><br>Reading it over and checking to see if it is worthy to put on my spell list. Also casting read magic to decipher the arcane writing for easier comprehension. <br><br>(spellcraft 24 to understand the spell after the day of studying. Which is rather weird, a day of studying? For one spell?) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 00:32:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Yeah, not even close identifying a scroll is a full round action. Even just reading out of a strangers spellbook is one page a minute. I have now idea where your getting this whole day to read a scroll thing)<br><br>On further studying of the scroll, Momohime finds it to contain the spell "Identify"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 00:39:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg4245548#msg4245548">Quote from: ulthakptah on 11-02-2011, 00:32:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(Yeah, not even close identifying a scroll is a full round action. Even just reading out of a strangers spellbook is one page a minute. I have now idea where your getting this whole day to read a scroll thing)<br><br>On further studying of the scroll, Momohime finds it to contain the spell "Identify"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>(To copy a spell from the scroll onto my spell book takes a day of study. I am not talking about the use of the scroll, the copying of it. In any case this is moot, since it is my prohibited school.)<br><br>Hm... a identify scroll. Might as well use it on something interesting. More interested in what I looted and weird-ed out by this monocle, since it was the only thing I detected as magical. Taking up a standard action to activate the scroll on the monocle, to get the answers I desire. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 00:47:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The spell informs you that you are holding an Artificer's monocle. Putting on a monocle is a standard action. While wearing an artificer’s monocle, whenever you successfully use your artificer knowledge class feature (ECS 31) to detect an item’s magical aura or you cast detect magic and have at least 5 ranks of Knowledge (arcana), you can spend 1 additional minute studying the item. If you do, you can identify the abilities of that item as if you had cast identify upon it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 00:55:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea moved slightly, her hand curling around one edge of the vest, picking it up and running her fingers over the edging, raising an eyebrow.&nbsp; She shook her head, and shrugged her bag off, unfolding and opening the vest across her lap.&nbsp; <em>I wonder what on earth this vest could be,</em> she thought to herself, looking over the inside of it, looking for any sign that her untrained senses could detect as to what it's purpose might be.<br><br>[[[Roll Result: doreados rolled: 1d20, adding 13to the total<br>Comment: Search<br>Result: 17,<br>Total: 30]]]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 00:55:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Well that makes up for a day of monsters and fireballs. Going to use monocle on all of the unidentified objects, starting in this order:<br><br>-Book<br>-Crystal<br>-Vest<br>-Belt. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 01:14:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea Starts to search the vest for clues, but it just seems like a normal vest. She wouldn't even have known it was magic if she wasn't already told so. Momohime starts to take advantage of her new found treasure and starts identifying the rest of the loot.<br><br>When Identifying the book she found out that a tome of worldly memory allows you to call upon the secret memories of the world to aid you in unlocking forgotten knowledge. By studying the book for 1 minute, you gain a +5 competence bonus on a single Knowledge check. The tome functions three times per day. If you have at least 5 ranks in the Knowledge skill in question, you need only peruse the book as a standard action to gain its benefit.<br><br>The crystal turned out to be a Weapon crystal called a least crystal of fire assault. This crystal adds 1 point of fore damage to a weapon’s damage. <br><br>(Well it doesn't take two minutes to walk back to the road. The others would have made it back about this point. I'll give them some time to post. Till then I just leave you in suspense about the other two items.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 08:02:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Noticing Layla's reluclance to his earlier offer, he let Morninglight return to the Celestial planes, and took her by the hand. "Come! The others must wonder where we are, and perhaps they are in need of aid as well."<br><br>As he pulled her forth, back in the direction from which he came, as fast as his armor would allow him to move, he asked her: "You told me earlier you could provide services of your own. Could you describe your skills in more detail? Perhaps you could assist me, as I'll tend to the wounds of our comrades."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 08:08:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The three remaining members of this particular outing stumble out of the fog, and join up with the rest of the group. At this point Momohime was hovering over Maylea holding a vest. Upon further inspection with her monocle, she find out that the vest is a vest of resistance +1, and the belt is a healing belt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 14:20:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ultimately, Layla did what she could to avoid getting on the horse...she was bloated with monster cum and looked like she was very pregnant, beyond 9 months...thus she had no intention of getting up on a horse.&nbsp; The bloated bimbo wadled back to meet the others, her movement quite slowed as a result of not only the bloatibg but also the 7 1/2" heels she was wearing.&nbsp; As the warrior travled with her, she answered his questions, "Services?&nbsp; Oh yeah...well anything you want really...something standard or something more...kinky even?" she giggled a bit, though it was forced, in her current state she wasn't too happy!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 17:51:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Kinky?" Candalor asked her, wondering what her field of expertise was exactly. Perhaps he had to ask her to show him one time. Not now, however, as the poor girl was obviously suffering from the carnal activities that monster had forced upon her.<br><br>"You'll have to show me your skills later!" the golden man demanded. Knowing each other's strengths would only increase the efficiency of their teamwork. "As for now, is there anything I could do for you? That belly must be uncomfortable." he prodded her belly with a gauntleted finged as he said so.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>14-02-2011, 20:58:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ugh...uhmm...no don't worry about that, it'll be...oooh....fine." she giggled nervously and was clearly blushing a bit.&nbsp; The fact was Layla really wasn't sure what to do about the liquid being held inside of her...but she would have to figure something out at some point...and probably some point soon!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>16-02-2011, 07:16:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking at his other comrades, the paladin checked them for remaining wounds, as he asked them: "Any of you in need of Pelor's divine energy to heal your injuries?"<br><br>After waiting for their answer and possibly assisting the others with a healing touch here and there, he looked around, annoyed that the fog didn't allow them to see very far. "Perhaps we should get out of here!" he suggested to his comrades. "There must be lots of more monsters waiting to be purged from this world on the road ahead."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>16-02-2011, 09:06:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(((WHOOHOO!&nbsp; She is SO keeping that!)))<br><br>A delighted smile spread over Maylea's face as she slipped the vest around and on, fastening it securely before rummaging through her bag for a moment, feeling around without looking.&nbsp; Looking up from her task, however, she stared at the paladin aghast.&nbsp; "Ya know, that might not be a good idea right now," she said, glancing over at Bael, and then at everyone else.&nbsp; "I for one am still sore after that fight," she said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>16-02-2011, 14:34:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael nods in agreement for Maylea and replies; "I am not injured but Lavael is far from healthy and I have run out spells to empower my skills. I advice we look secluded location or somewhere to rest and recover before we continue our hunt. If three these monsters gave such tough time then imagine the rest of the pack? At least we are now wiser with one encounter and so can prepare better and know what to expect. But going there exhausted is unwise."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>17-02-2011, 04:13:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I just need some time in my own personal 'tent' to get some rest and arcane restoration. We should find ourselves a glade to hide in for some healing and to get ourselves back to fighting condition. Hopefully with the next fight we can do better, since now we know the enemy and their talents."<br><br>Walking off down out from the road now, looking for a place to reside in until I can get my spells back. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 05:07:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Candalor goes around and makes sure everyone was healed well, while the rest of the group starts to set up a camp to rest at. A few minutes into set up Layla's stomach starts to grumble, and she begins to feel a little sick. Her body was demanding to return to it's original shape, and the only way it knew how was to force the monsters semen out. She feel as if she needed to go to a toilet, but with none around what was she to do?<br><br>[DC 12 con check if you want to hold the semen in]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 15:05:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Suddenly, Layla's eyes opened wide.&nbsp; One moment she was sitting there, enjoying the safety of the camp and the next she was climbing to her feet as quickly as possible, "Oh gawd...I'll be...right back..." she tried to waddle off into the woods as quickly as possible, but the sensation was rather strong...<br><br>Total: 11
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 18:48:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla stood and tried to get some privacy, but she was unable to hold on any longer. Her body was rejecting the monster cum too violently for her to contain. unable to control herself she started to squirt out the foul seed in front of her friends. After being thoroughly embarrassed, her belly's swelling went down some. Leaving her with a much smaller bulge, and sticky slimy semen dripping down her legs.<br><br>[You have one minute to get to privacy, or it happens again this time DC 11]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>19-02-2011, 01:48:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;8-)Glad to get some traveling away from the battlefield, since more of those monsters could be around. Once at our new base of camp, I go about having my own small lunch. Not wanting to see what is going on with my friend, wandering off more to the side.<br><br>Also wondering what the time of day it is, since I do need 8 hours of rest for spells.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2011, 06:04:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I could help you overcome your soreness!" the man said as his golden orbs stared at the elf that had disappeared so mysteriously before. He didn't dare asking, it might be considered rude. "Please hold still!" The man placed his hand on the woman's chest, and prayed to his forefather, asking for the power to heal the wounds of his comrade. Light radiated from his symbol, and followed his arm, until it appeared to sink into the elf's body. When the effect did not appear to be enough in the paladin's eyes, he followed with another flash of light, before pulling his hand away from her body.<br><br>He watched Momo walk away, still wounded, and followed after her for a brief moment, but when he quickly lost sight of her in the fog, and returned to the rest of the group. "Your dog has fought valiantly." he praised the ranger. "Let's see if Pelor is willing to lend it aid as well." Placing his hand on the creature's back, the same light that healed Maylea now also healed the animal companion, though perhaps the light was a little dimmer this time around. After two surges of the light, the creature looked more or less ok again. "Good doggy!" Candalor yelled before standing up again.<br><br>Noticing Layla was wobbling around uncomfortably, he walked up to her and grabbed her by one of the wrists. "Are you ok, milady?" his sincere voice asked her as he looked at her body, wondering if he could help her somehow. "Could I do something for you as well?"<br><br>[Spending Tongues for Cure Serious Wounds on Maylea, healing for 14 hit points.]<br>[Spending Create Food and Water for Cure Serious Wounds on Maylea, healing for 23 hit points.]<br>[Spending Zone of Truth for Cure Moderate Wounds on Lavael, healing for 12 hit points.]<br>[Spending Lesser Restoration (as Cloistered Cleric) for Cure Moderate Wounds on Lavael, healing for 15 hit points.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>21-02-2011, 06:14:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				[[Oh, that's true.&nbsp; She does look like a short elf.&nbsp; At least....&nbsp; I think she does...&nbsp; &gt;_&gt;&nbsp; Meh.&nbsp; We can say she does.]]<br><br>She looked up as the paladin approached, her eyes narrowing slightly, and then she nodded, sighing in relief as her aches faded, and then leaning back against a tree for a moment, shaking her head.&nbsp; "Wonder what stick went up HER ass?" she mused aloud, jerking her head toward where Momo had gone.&nbsp; "SHE wasn't the one that got the worst of it, from the look of things," she said, looking over at Layla as she tucked her arms behind her head, glancing around at the others still here.&nbsp; "As for me, I'm not moving from this spot unless the Tarrasque itself comes barreling through here for AT LEAST a half an hour."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>21-02-2011, 08:15:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lavael releases healthy sounding bark and rolls his tongue out and panting happily while laying on ground now mostly healed. Bael smiles and pets his dog and nods to aasimar cleric and says; "Thank you for the healing."6 Hearing Maylea's comment Bael replies; "I would say the former battlefield is not one best spots for nap. I could go out and search for good camping spot but it seems group has tendency wander off different directions spontaneously. Which is rather bad thing in this fog."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>21-02-2011, 08:47:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I agree. We should head more into the woods and set up a base camp there. Hopefully we can reach closer to the beasts lair and root them out for good. I hardly think that 3 of these beasts were the entirety of the group. We would be best made for the deeper wood now while there is still light." <br><br>Wandering back after the whore was done with her 'business'. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>22-02-2011, 02:21:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Olard wanders back to the camp eventually, after a short circle to make sure no more of the brutes were lurking nearby. Shouldering his war chain, he settles cross-legged on the ground with a heavy thud.<br><br>"I could not find any monster tracks, but it is still very foggy and hard to see. Are we going to hunt the other monsters tomorrow when there is less fog?"<br><br>(35 HP under max, btw. 29HP of healing needed, since I'll heal 6.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>22-02-2011, 12:42:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Less fog sounds nicely!" the paladin joined in, as he reached up and placed his hand on Tauren's belly, channeling several doses of smaller heals. "Besides, it becomes harder and harder to heal your wounds. A good night's rest will do me good!"<br><br>When their big companion seems to be mostly patched up, Candalor turned his attention to himself, and used his remaining powers to slowly heal his own wounds, his attention still on Layla, in case he could help her out in any way.<br><br>[Spending Remove Paralysis for Cure Moderate Wounds on Olard, healing for 11 hit points.]<br>[Spending Divine Favor for Cure Light Wounds on Olard, healing for 8 hit points.]<br>[Spending Identify for Cure Light Wounds on Olard, healing for 9 hit points.]<br>[Using Lay on Hands on self, healing for 30 hit points.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>23-02-2011, 00:11:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea shrugged.&nbsp; "Find a better spot, and I'll move.&nbsp; Like I said.&nbsp; Other than that, unless the Tarrasque itself comes through here, I'm not moving.&nbsp; I understand the need for rest for the magic users, but I myself don't rely on that sort of thing.&nbsp; While I do like to nap when I can, that's not usually very often.:
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>23-02-2011, 07:32:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: kinky_catgirl_flora</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">times like this you should just tell your players that they are indecisive morons and move it along</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>[You are are indecisive morons]<br><br>Layla scampers off into some bushes to relive herself and comes back unbloated. The spellcasters take a four hour meditation, and eight hour nap respectably. Thus regain their spells. The cleric having that pesky praying at dawn thing can rest all he wants but his spells aren't coming back. Everyone else takes a nice nap, while that saint of Kord you were with wanders his dizzy ass back to town. After that good rest you're all feeling very chipper and are ready to get your asses handed to you again by some monsters, yeah! The fog hasn't cleared up much, but I'm sure that Beal's canine's supreme nose, and tracking power should have you on the monsters trail in no time, probably.<br><br>[Something you might want to know subdue damage goes away at the rate of your hit dice per hour]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>23-02-2011, 11:34:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg4294425#msg4294425">Quote from: ulthakptah on 23-02-2011, 07:32:46</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">[You are are indecisive morons]<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>(QFT)<br><br>Bael had found protective camp site for group to rest and said to Maylea that resting together as group is wiser than just stubbornely remain one spot. If she persisted Bael just sighed and grabbed her and carried her to the new campsite. So if she was so tired then Bael will carry her then to the new camp spot where is safer!<br><br>In morning Bael had needed only four hours normal rest in reverie and then four hours meditation to refresh his mind and magical powers for himself. Soon in the morning he asked group to wait for his return when he goes track with Lavael to find monsters lair and let him scout it out. As he is after all sneaky elf woodsman.<br><br>OOC: 23 survival for tracking (search 21 for tracks), Lavael added +2 to roll (assist another), 27 hide, 28 move silently, 31 listen (wohoo, nat 19 :P), Spot 20. Also casted passage without trace on himself and Lavael and Maylea.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>23-02-2011, 21:30:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Staying back at camp for the ranger to come back with the tracking report. Going over my spellbook and figuring out the best course of spell selection. Which in itself will take at least an hour of pondering and muttering to myself. Sitting in my leomonds tiny hut until it runs of power, so I have plenty of privacy. So I am doing all of this naked in my hut, since this sort of intense thinking requires less distraction. <br><br>(new spells.)<br><br>0: acid splash, disrupt undead, ray of frost, touch of fatique<br>1: resist energy, kelgores fire bolt, ray of enfeeblement, burning hands<br>2: dimensional hop, seeking ray<br><br>0: light(2), detect magic(2)<br>1: shield, enlarge person, ray of flame, ray of flame, feather fall.<br>2: combust, combust, bigby's warding hand, blur, animalistic power<br>3: fly, fireball, heroism, heroism. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>23-02-2011, 23:14:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beal wanders off into the fog in the late afternoon. Off in the fog, Lavael's nose worked hard on following the scent of the beasts. There was quite a bit of a walk through the eerie fog. However eventually they stumble upon a cave where the scent is coming form. Not wanting to jump into a fight without the others, Beal and his pooch make their way back to camp. <br><br>[There and back took about two hours so you still have two hours left before nicci is done napping.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>24-02-2011, 01:32:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moving once again at her normal pace, which was still fairly slow, the blonde bimbo kept up with the group as they tracked this monster they spoke of.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>24-02-2011, 09:06:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea bounded ahead, and then slowed, her eyes darting this way, that way, up and down, taking in anything and everything that might be perceived as a sign.&nbsp; She was, after all, aside from being a thief, one hell of a scout, and she wasn't about to let Bael do all the work, especially since he had been the one to find her and pull her out of that damnable sack.<br><br>[[[SPOT: 23<br>LISTEN: 25<br>SEARCH: 28<br><br>Sooner or later, my luck is going to run out.&nbsp; One way or another...]]]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xillen</strong> on <strong>24-02-2011, 14:28:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Candalor made himself comfortable. As the casters were sleeping or meditating, he didn't have such need for things himself just yet. He kept watch until some of the casters completed their rest before rolling out his bedroll, and starting his own sleep. Considering the evening should be settling in soon, Candalor didn't expect them to be moving onward anywhere soon.<br><br>With the same peace of mind as if he were sleeping in a luxurious inn, the paladin placed his hands over his stomach, closed his eyes and drifted off.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 11:03:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael returns to the camp early, thanks his reverie he has four hours advance to others in preparations. So he moves at first to the warrioress conjured little house. He does not want disturp others rest with his loud knocking on door, so he does not knock but tries first is the door unlocked so he can go inside and with whisper awaken her. As no doubt as spellcaster she would appreciate to know what he found and so know what spells to prepare. Altough Bael is not powerful sorcerer he knows more than few spells which could be useful in caverns in combat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>27-02-2011, 06:06:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not even bothering to pay attention to him, still mediating and focusing on my spells. The hut is actually just a magical opaque bubble, as it makes for a rather clear signal of stay out! Still sitting there naked, not doing anything to remove him from my temporary shelter, more interested in learning new spells then dealing with his lusts when there is danger about. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-02-2011, 10:08:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael partially enters and looks inside, he sees the female warrior sitting naked! Well, that's not what he expected to see. As he assumed she could be wake now, meditating for spells but no clothes? He admires for moment the beautiful view on her body and notices she has detected his presence he says; "Oh, sorry mylady. Just wanted inform I am done with scouting and thought inform what I found so you can prepare proper spells."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>28-02-2011, 05:42:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still sitting there in the middle of the arcane bubble, not responding to him since I still need 2 hours of meditation. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>28-02-2011, 06:40:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael sees she does not respond and he then departs her hut and closes door after himself and moves to outside to others. At least she now knows he has come back and got some intel already. So if she needs it she can come out hear it to prepare spells properly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>02-03-2011, 04:27:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With the 2 hours up, I blink my eyes open and stretch and yawn, quite content with my new spells. Going to need all that we are going to get to clear out these monsters. Blinking off the bubble as I dress into a new fresh kimono, and put on my other gear and my bracers and mithril shoulder plates. <br><br>Looking around wondering if people found their lair yet. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>02-03-2011, 08:10:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing Momo come out from her hut Bael waves to her while scratching on back of Lavael and eatting simple rations and say; "I found the lair. It's a cave somesort a half hour away from our location. I did not see or detect activity but saw tracks lead inside and show foot prints going back and forth in the place. I do not know how deep or vast the place is inside tough. But dark it was so no ligth source inside."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>03-03-2011, 10:05:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea looked up at the report.&nbsp; "Oh.&nbsp; Darkness?&nbsp; Not a problem.&nbsp; We could use a sunrod..."&nbsp; She paused for a moment.&nbsp; "Or a Light spell, or a torch...&nbsp; IF we wanted to give away the fact that we were there from a hundred or so feet away."&nbsp; She shrugged.&nbsp; "But then I'm just a thief, what do I know?" she said with a cattish grin, stretching her arms back over her head as she blinked owlishly.&nbsp; Ah, the glories of her kind.&nbsp; Like the elf, all she needed was four hours of rest and meditation, and she was as refreshed as if she was a human who had just slept 8 hours.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>03-03-2011, 15:59:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You cannot see in the dark? I can, it is very easy to see in the dark. Maybe we can find magic that lets you see in the dark too, because then we can go into their cave without any light at all."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>04-03-2011, 01:39:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The cattish grin only grew, and she giggled.&nbsp; "Oh, don't you worry your little head about me.&nbsp; I won't have any issues seeing in pitch black.&nbsp; More than we can say for our human friends, though," she said, smirking softly as she stood, stretching out her back again as she glanced around them.&nbsp; "Guess it's my turn on guard duty," she murmured, and slipped off into the shadows around the camp, circling back around to where she had come out.<br><br>[[[NATURAL 20 on Hide, total of 38, 31 total on Move Silently, 30 total on Listen, 23 on Spot.&nbsp; I rolled low on that one.]]]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>04-03-2011, 01:44:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Walking around in our campsite and kicking people to see if they are ready to go. I am full and ready to get in and blow shit up, just a matter of if the clerics need to wait for dawn for their spells to come back. Still, waiting around like this is just too much of a hassle. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>04-03-2011, 13:49:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael was tending fire while Maylea was scouting around and seeing Momo go about kick humans he quietly rose and interfered her action by whispering to her; "hey, leave him to rest bit more. In battle ahead we will need divine magic also and unlike arcane divine magic follows much stricter formula. Now come and sit with me in the fire while we wait others wake and be ready. Kill the time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>05-03-2011, 06:52:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling to myself over the idea of killing time. That could work, get in some entertainment while waiting for those slow divine casters. More then agreeing to sit next to the fire with him, stretching some and loosening my kimono for the sunset atmosphere. Sighing out some from the soft comfort of the forest ground, reaching over to play with the fire with a stick. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>05-03-2011, 15:38:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Olard was hunched over in a crouch near the fire, dozing fitfully - he had long developed the habit of sleeping in a seated position, the better to react if attacked or simply staying in a human-sized room. A pointed foot jabbing him in the side causes him to jerk upright, though, and he looks around in startled confusion while groping for his metal chain, then relaxing as he sees no one else but his allies.<br><br>"Kicking people is rude. You shouldn't do that."<br><br>Grumpily, he shifts into a new position and settles himself in front of the fire on the opposite side of Bael, staring into the flames vaguely.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>05-03-2011, 18:58:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael returns tend the fire. Mostly watch the fire does not die out and add log or go fetch new branches. Also in dawn they have advantage travel in light altough it does not hinder him at all travel in dark. He sees Momo slide sit besides him, see her loosen her kimono up and get peak on her cleavage and her soft skin. Bael stared her moment, but he had seen quite a lot of her naked body inside the hut so his eyes did not linger long on her pretty femine traits and instead asked; "Not sure did you know or guess already but I know some magic also. As sorcerer but I am not quite strong in my own arts yet. But I saw you had quite potent spells so I wonder where you learned them or studied them?" Bael saw hints of Momo's sensual nature but was not sure yet was she giving hints for him or was she just playing around or was she naturally this flirty sort. He had more than once got slap by women who liked show off their bodies but did not invite touches on them so he has learned to be careful and read bit more before do anything. Lavael was dozing off near the fire, a steady breath coming from cooshie along few times releasing soft growl, groan when changing position or huffing sigh when he catch scents while he slept.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>06-03-2011, 03:48:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not at all if people are watching or listening in, as I let out a low moan and loosen my kimono even more so. Hearing him prattle on about spells, something that I've been researching for the past hour and have no more patience for that area of expertise. Leaning back some to enjoy the fire with a little less warmth falling onto my smooth skin, as Bael can see the flicker of my nipple rings in the fire light. <br><br>"Oh please do not mention spells, I have been reading too much into those for one night. What I would enjoy is something more... intimate and lovely. A massage and other activities would do wonders to loosen me up."<br><br>Kicking my legs into the air some, pouting to myself over if one of these nice men in the camp would provide me with some massages and other activities. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>06-03-2011, 06:50:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				[Things are moving too slow and the only ones that seem interested in doing anything during the 12 hour wait is Zaer and Nicci so they can just finish what they started in their own thread.]<br><br>They group just sort of lazes about for twelve hours. With the most interesting show going on being watching the grass grow. However the sun eventually rises again, and the cleric gets a chance to pray for his new allotment of divine spells. Yay! Now there isn't a reason for the rest of you to blindly explore a cave which will most likely become your graves, double yay! After Candolor finishes kneeling toward the sunrise for an hour, you all take off being led by Beal who found the cave yesterday.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>06-03-2011, 21:09:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea fidgeted nervously in place for the entire hour the holy man was kneeling in prayer, clearly anxious to be moving on.&nbsp; The entire time he was praying, her eyes were darting this way and that, peering at each shadow with intense interest.&nbsp; They had been attacked the day before when unexpected, why wouldn't these things attack the same way again?<br><br>But when they started off, she quickly settled in beside the rest of them, moving in and out of the trees with ease and grace, occasionally popping back to the path to check on them, usually beside Bael or Lavael.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>06-03-2011, 21:20:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael worked as front guard and as guide to help group through the woods. Spells completely refreshed he changed one spell which is meant cloak their passing to entangle foes. It would be better for most able corner some foes than fight several same time. Or work as retreat method. When they approach the caves he signals to the group and says; "Now try move quietly as you can. I cast a cantrip which helps communicate wider distance and space with just a whisper." Bael chants a spell and soon everyone feel odd tingling in their ears and Bael whispers with his lips; "You can hear me?"<br><br>OOC: Cast Message before reaching cave, around 300'ft before cave entrance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>07-03-2011, 03:53:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wandering through the woods in the middle of the group, all ready for a fight after the intense night time activities. Smiling to myself as I saunter up with them up to the cave, seeing the entrance and hearing what others say to say to the effect. Feeling the spell casted on all of us, shrugging some as communication is always rather important. Still keeping behind a tree and watching the entrance. <br><br>"The main question we have to ask ourselves is if we want to sneak in or draw them out. My arcane might is better spent outdoors, and you'd never know what may be falling down once I throw a fireball. That and I do not want an encounter where we have no means of fanning out and lessening their force." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>07-03-2011, 05:35:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I would say it is better to fight them there, at the cave entrance. It is a maze that they know and we do not. But they are inside the cave, and we are outside. If the cave has only one entrance, we can block them here - they will get in each other's way to fight at us, and we can focus on the enemies that are in front."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>07-03-2011, 11:30:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael nods and whispers while hiding himself on bushes; "I agree, that we should fight in cave entrance and form bottleneck situation to our advantage. But we need someone go inside cave and bait them out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>07-03-2011, 11:49:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea sighed, and stepped forward.&nbsp; "That would be me.&nbsp; I'm smaller and faster than any of you, and not to mention I have other skills at my disposal that will make getting them out here so much easier without me getting hurt," she said, with a glance over at where Bael had hidden.&nbsp; "But those are skills I'd rather not disclose at this moment, so you'll all have to find out later."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>08-03-2011, 22:08:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We might as well poke our heads in to see if they are already there. Hopefully we can stand our ground at the cave entrance and not get surrounded. The faster this is done with, the faster I can get back to town and have a proper bath!"<br><br>Not waiting on the others are I make my way to the cave entrance, Ruby out and waiting to explode some monsters with her sharp imposing blade of justice and the naughty way of life! Not casting any defense spells yet, since I have no idea how big this cave system is. No point wasting spells on the dark, as my stride is nice and even, and with purpose. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>09-03-2011, 00:33:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael sighs and he remains in bushes with Lavael, his keen eyes can see some depth into darkness ahead to which Momohime is moving. When whole group was ahead he makes few cautious steps forward, remain behind the group and hold his bow ready in his hand but no arrows in his fingers. Consider last time his arrows were quite useless, so this time he plans employ his magic different way.<br><br>OOC: Have darkvision and low-light vision. Position; in rear of the group.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>09-03-2011, 01:28:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Peering into the cave reviled a long winding tunnel. From what people could make out from the entrance, there appeared to be no sources of light, or threatening life. Detect magic, and detect evil showed no traces of either. The tunnel was no wider than five feet across, if a person was really tall they would have to duck down to walk through.<br><br>[So what the plan guys? Are you sending the Tibit in all by herself or is everyone going in, and if everyone is going in I will be needing a marching order.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>09-03-2011, 02:09:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea threw up her hands.&nbsp; "Why do I even bother?"&nbsp; Reaching out a hand, she blocked the mage's path.&nbsp; "Did you not just hear what was said, or are you just fucking stupid?&nbsp; All of us going in there would be a very bad idea, ESPECIALLY you, Miss I-Like-To-Make-Things-Go-Boom!&nbsp; That's the LAST thing we need is for you to throw a fireball or whatever the fuck it was in the wrong place and bring the whole damn cave down on our heads.&nbsp; Trust me, I can get them out here," she said, and slowly started down the tunnel, her eyes darting this way, that, and all around.<br><br>[Checking for traps, being overly confident that these things are just dumb brutes will likely get her killed.&nbsp; So yeah.&nbsp; Do you want me to roll?&nbsp; As for my vote, simpler and easier if we send the SMALLEST PERSON that has DARKVISION into the PITCH BLACK CAVE.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>09-03-2011, 02:24:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The little elf is smart. You are squishy, and not sneaky - you would not last long in the underground world. She will go first, because she is small and sneaky. I will stand here and stop them if they try to come out. You will stay behind me, and kill them when I have stopped them."<br><br>Olard steps in front of the wizard as he speaks, unwinding his chain from his waist and letting it swing back and forth experimentally.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>09-03-2011, 02:29:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea bravely storms off into the cave alone. Sneaking along she starts to see tree roots that have grown into the cave. After about 80ft of winding tunnel, it makes a sharp right turn, and she sees some light and smells meat being cooked. Peering around the corners, she sees a campfire and strange pale creatures with the same stone bones poking out of their skin. They are not much taller than the average humanoid, but an average humanoid is much taller than this small feline. They haven't seemed to notice her yet. They're more interested with the bear roasting over the fire. From where Maylea is she can only see two of them, but the tunnel opens out into a room after 30 more feet, and that's where the campfire is.<br><br>[I like to make search check secret. It's no fun if the player rolls a 1 and is like oh, looks like I'm going to set off a trap.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>09-03-2011, 20:34:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla is still about, hiding back with the others and staying quiet...not because it is the safe thing to do but because she is still rather embarressed about last nigt!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>11-03-2011, 02:40:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea froze, shaking her head softly as she took in what was ahead of her.&nbsp; Running through her options in her head, she nodded, and crept forward slowly, keeping close to the walls as she did so, her eyes on the creatures she could see.&nbsp; They LOOKED similar but not quite the same.<br><br>[Move Silently Total 39, Hide Total not so much 20 (rolled a 2)]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>11-03-2011, 03:07:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Waiting at the entrance of the cave, seeing when the scout comes back with her report. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>11-03-2011, 23:00:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea creeps up to the archway and was undetected. Was being the key word, because when she reached the archway the tree roots spring to life, wrapping around her ankles. The sound of the snare causes the creature to turn at Maylea and hiss. The two creatures next to the fire charge at the little tibbit. Their arms shifting into tentacles as they run. Ending the charge by jumping at her trying to grab her with their long tentacle arms. Her ankles were held together by the roots, so she was unable to dodge their attacks. <br><br>The two of them had her doubled teamed her holding her up in the air. Their tentacles constricted and slide around her arms and chest, while the roots still had her feet tied together. She could see two more like them approaching her. They surrounded her pointing their slick tentacle arms at her threateningly. What ever will happen to this poor little kitty!<br><br>[Snare spell you're entangled, During the surprise round two grabbed you you need to make two opposed grapple checks. They got 28, 29. Roll initiative, if you get above a 17 you got before them]<br><br>Round 1:
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>12-03-2011, 07:00:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				[Yeah, I get to go before them.&nbsp; 29 Initiative.&nbsp; 17 on the die, +12 modifier.]<br><br>Maylea let out a squeak when the snare went off, her face twisting into a furious look.&nbsp; She couldn't believe it!&nbsp; She was so much better than this!&nbsp; When she saw the two shift, however, her eyes went wide.&nbsp; 'Well, that just takes the cake, now don't it?' she thought to herself, even as she tried to wriggle free of the roots.<br><br>[Grapple 1: 22.&nbsp; That one got her.<br>Grapple 2: 12.&nbsp; Yeah.&nbsp; There was no way I could have made that roll.&nbsp; Even with a nat 20, my total would have been 27.]<br><br>However, it was no use at first.&nbsp; When the both of them grabbed her, she tried to pull away.&nbsp; Unfortunately, one of them she jerked just enough that it actually tightened the grip it had on her.&nbsp; The other managed to get her, and she swore colorfully.&nbsp; "Put me down you Illithid wannabes!" she snapped, and then let out a loud yell.&nbsp; "UNHAND ME OR DIE!" she shrieked, hoping and praying that her newfound allies would hear her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>12-03-2011, 08:48:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(this is why I prepare multiple dimensional hops. It only requires vocal commands to trigger, and then BAM!, instant 15 foot teleport to safety.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>12-03-2011, 21:33:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael sits and waits outside. His focus directed towards the tunnel and his sight and hearing sharp as he can.....then his hearing catched sounds of battle and Maylea's words! He whispered loudly to others; "Maylea got caught! We need go in as it sounds she got captured!" Without hesitation Bael casts one spell which is meant increase mobility. Soon both he and Lavael surged towards the tunnel top speed!<br><br>OOC: Cast Longstrider, also Lavael is besides me so he shares the spell. Bael and Lavael move towards the tunnel, intending go check out what occured to Maylea. He informed via whisper to others what he heard. Oh, Bael's listen check is 25 and he has +12 mod and he was 30'ft off the cave mouth. As note his second ranger spell is entangle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>13-03-2011, 03:36:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shrugging to myself as I draw out Ruby once more, ready for the kill and for the chance of more loot. Watching the lovely ranger come in to the front and charge in more or less, as I follow behind at my own 30 foot per round pace. Not in any hurry, since this too could be a trap. Casting resist energy on myself while charging in at a slower pace them he. Always good to be prepared. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>18-03-2011, 06:12:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Where is everyone? 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>18-03-2011, 20:57:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla follows behind Momo at her own slower pace (20 feet per round) pace!&nbsp; Since Momo doesn't seem too concered Layla figure she ought not be either!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>18-03-2011, 22:13:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wait for me!"<br><br>Olard lumbers in behind the others, though he finds himself constricted and squashed by the tight confines of the tunnel. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>22-03-2011, 04:27:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				zzz...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 00:12:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The monster don't let up and continue to assault the small tibit with their tentacles. The other two approach her one walks around to the other side, before stretching their long tentacles to grab her too. She starts to feel the tentacles tightening, crushing her like the monsters before, but a little more gently. It was almost erotic how they constricted and slide around her chest. The other two that just joined in actually slide their tentacles into the folds of her armor, getting a better grip against her naked flesh.<br><br>The rest the group dilly dally down the tunnel to their friends rescue, taking their time to cast spells, or waddle in high heels.<br><br>OLMB 80ft---------&gt; cCc<br><br>[Maylea and two of the creatures are sharing the same square C and the other two c's are the other two creatures. Only one of the creatures tries to actually hurt Maylea. Beat a 26 grapple check or take 21 nonlethal damage.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 18:19:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(((Frig.&nbsp; Nope.&nbsp; Only got an 11.&nbsp; Damn dicebot does not observe the rules of the dice gods.&nbsp; Meh.)))<br><br>Maylea let out a squeal when one of the things squeezed down on her, her eyes going wide as she felt the tentacles slide under her armor.&nbsp; 'Oh shit...&nbsp; This... could really fucking suck...&nbsp; Uhm...&nbsp; Dammit.&nbsp; I don't think shifting will do any good...'<br><br>She wriggled, trying to make her escape out of the grip, fully realizing she might have to ditch the armor in order to get out of this.&nbsp; Unfortunately, she was more used to getting away before being caught then trying to escape after the fact so it did NOTHING.&nbsp; ((total of 10 on the escape artist check.&nbsp; happysadfaic))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 18:31:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				OOC: I have 60'ft darkvision, but do I get LoS to the creatures or does tunnel curve block LoS atm? Anycase if no LoS after one 40'ft movement then Bael does double move actions and stops once he gets LoS to his foes in max range as possible. Otherwise if he gets LoS after one move action I can post something to do.<br><br>Bael continues his rapid advance towards the sounds of the encounter, bow in one hand ready but knowing these creatures he cannot trust on harming power of his bow but one his attack spells.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 22:08:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Olard grumbles, squashed into the tight confines of the tunnel.<br><br>"Go faster, everybody! I cannot squeeze past you when you are in the way like this, and we must hurry to save her!"<br><br>(OOC: Since I can't move past allies while squeezing, Delay until everyone else has gone, then a double-move down the hallway...while squeezing, that's a normal 30ft. move advance.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 22:29:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moving forward with my 30 feet of land speed, trying to keep up with Bael while getting yelled at by the dwargf. Huffing out at the idea of geting into a trap, while trying my best to keep watch over the cave walls, and how they seem to be closing in. Taking the time to cast heroism on the dwarf, making sure that he is nice and beefy for when the attack starts.<br><br>(moving 30 feet ahead and casting heroism.) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>27-03-2011, 03:17:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea's squirming did nothing to relinquish the creatures grip on her. The tentacles still slid and constricted around her. Soon they found their way not only under her armor, but under the rest of her clothes as well. Two of the tentacles slide up the front of her, and circled around her breasts. They twisted and squeezed, rubbing against her breasts. While a third tentacle wiggled it's way into her pants. Down the front of her crotch, slickly sliding on top the folds of the small tibit's sex.<br><br>[Beat a 25 grapple check or take 27 nonlethal damage]<br><br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |O|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |L|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |M|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; </span> .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . \.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |</span>&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .F.&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|B._._._._.c.C.c</span>&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |_|<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; &nbsp;_<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . </span>/.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>Legend:<br>M- Momohime<br>f- Maylea (in C for cluster fuck)<br>L- Layla<br>B- Beal<br>d-Lavael<br>OO<br>OO- Olard<br><br>c- creatures<br>F- campfire
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>27-03-2011, 03:57:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eh, your captions got copypasted. Might wanna fix that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>27-03-2011, 10:33:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea let out a gasp as the tentacles made it past her clothes, wriggling furiously to try and get out of the grip.&nbsp; Of course, her body was starting to shut down, her head swimming as she hung there against the wall, her eyes slowly going dark.&nbsp; "FUCK!&nbsp; Not... today, you... bastards!"&nbsp; She tried as hard as she could to rip her hand free to get to her sword, still strapped to her waist where she had left it going in, not wanting it to give her away&nbsp; Unfortunately, that was much easier said than done.<br><br>[Crit fail.&nbsp; Confirmed even.&nbsp; So yeah.&nbsp; If that doubles it, she's out cold.&nbsp; If not, she's got another 18 to go.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>27-03-2011, 15:42:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(You can't autofail on opposed rolls normally, so it's actually impossible to take crit damage as long as they keep grappling you, since there's no attack roll involved.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2011, 07:38:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael comes out from corner of the tunnel, and sees what event is going on! He sees he cannot much get past the foes and hopes others catch up with him when he starts chant a spell and aim his spell uncanny way into cluster, aiming the biggest of the brutes!<br><br><em>"Valerno viichlis vharum!"</em><br><br>A tiny blue spark appears into his finger tip which is pointing at the monsters, suddenly sprouting long sharp shard of ice which then flies towards one the larger creatures! Aiming send seriously impaling ice shard through it's skull!<br><br>OOC: Precise Shot feat so no penalty from close combat and can discern targets who are grappling. Grappling targets loose dex bonus vs attacks and Ice Dagger spell aims for ranged touch. Also thanks the distance I am sure I got point blank shot feat also applied.<br><br>At 2011-03-28 00:36:06, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+12 Result: 18 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=23957)<br>Hits 18 touch AC<br>At 2011-03-28 00:36:52, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 4d6 Result: 16 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=23959)<br>Rolled 17pts dmg (forgot point blank shot bonus from roll), if attack misses then it hits like grenade and does then 2d6 'splash' dmg in 5'ft radius it's landing spot and needs roll randomly where it landed. SR applies.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>29-03-2011, 06:13:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><strong>"What is going on?"</strong></em> Unable to see what is going on, as I trot up behind Bael and try to get a view of the action. Seeing the small kittygirl from before getting molested by tentacles, which is naturally quite alarming. Also watching Bael launch a ice crystal at the tentacles, which is a good enough idea, I suppose....<br><br>Holding action for the time being, since I am still not close enough to just start hacking at the tentacles with Ruby. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>31-03-2011, 06:45:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The blonde dancer follows behind Momo, clearly a little too nervous or at least not brave enough to rush forward and join the fray, though she does give Momo an encouraging push from behind, "Yikes what is that thing...maybe you'd better go help her?!" she giggles, but it's a nervous giggle as the bimbo back up into Olard and looks over her shoulder at him with a smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>01-04-2011, 02:56:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then move, little girl!"<br><br>Frustrated with the slow pace, Olard brushes Layla and Momo aside, squashing them into the wall briefly as he continues to forge his way down the cramped corridor.<br><br>(OOC: Double-move another 30ft. ahead, so I'm just about rounding the corner.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>01-04-2011, 05:52:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The ice crashes against one of the pale creatures head, and it turns at Beal before releasing a screeching roar. It slowly creeps in his direction. It's tentacle slide off the Maylea's itty bitty tibbit titties, say that five time fast. standing ten feet away it's tentacles stretch up to the ranger and swats at him twice. It's first swig missed, but the second one hit. The creature from the other side of Maylea stops crushing the girl to go dispatch of the ranger as well. This one has to move all the way up in front of Beal, before taking two whacks at him, both of which hit.<br><br>While there was nothing left crushing her body the tibbit was still being ravished by two of the creatures. Her arms and legs still held together by one while the other wiggled and writhed in her pants. The monsters moved in closer to her. She could start to feel the frames of them pressing against her ad they leaned over her. Sandwiched between the two, they open their mouths above her. Their horrible mauls filled with sharp jagged teeth stretched wide. The tongues fall out of the mouths and extend towards the girl. One of the monster starts to lick around the nape of her neck, while the other goes straight to the breasts the tentacles had to abandon. It worked its way through her armor and clothes to find her nipples to tenderly lick.<br><br>[Beal 3 hits damages 13, 14, and 15]<br><br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |L|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; </span> .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . \.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |O|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |M<span class="bbc_u">|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |</span>&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .F.&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|B.c .c .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .C.&nbsp; </span>&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |_|<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; &nbsp;_<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . </span>/.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>Legend:<br>M- Momohime<br>f- Maylea (in C for cluster fuck)<br>L- Layla<br>B- Beal<br>d-Lavael<br>OO<br>OO- Olard<br><br>c- creatures<br>F- campfire
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>01-04-2011, 06:35:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael is seriously mauled and hurt by the two brutes! He feels his vision black out! He cannot do much before he passes out!<br><br><em>I hope this works.....</em><br><br>Bael uses old ancient trick from countless wars, trick which is hard to master but useful in chaos of battle. He releases gurgle soon after latest attacks slams on him, shaking and twisting little while standing and then collapse on ground, as if knocked out or killed even!<br><br>OOC: Bluff check to act dead/unconscious<br><br>At 2011-03-31 23:34:45, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+8 Result: 27 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=24034)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>01-04-2011, 06:46:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching my meat shield crumple in front of me, which is not at all savory. Growling in frusteration as I twirl Ruby some in preparation of a my most powerful attack. Not wanting to waste any time bothering with nicities with tentacle monsters. Finally getting into a combat stance and drawing up my sword across my arm, chanting and imbuing the blade with the awesome might of explosive doom. <br><br>[Combustion <em>Strike!</em>]<br><br>Landing the blade into the body of the monster, the blade searing into flesh before unleashing a epic explosion into the monster. <br><br>(28 to hit, dmg of 6 slashing and 37 fire damage. <br><br>Also do remember glyph that your char has heroism on him.) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>01-04-2011, 22:55:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Honestly, a Reduce Person would have been far more useful., but I'll take what I can get.)<br><br>Squashing Momo into the rock wall of the tunnel again, Olard finally forges his way to a point where he can get to grips with the foe. They are smaller, which disappoints him, but the tight confines hamper his movements, so he supposes it is fair after all. With no room to swing his chain the way he likes, he settles for gripping it tightly on both hands halfway down its length and using the folded links like a club or flail.<br><br>(Move to stand above Bael, nat-1 for a miss.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>01-04-2011, 23:26:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes went wide, and she swore silently, her eyes darting over as she heard the sound of the others.&nbsp; Fuckit.&nbsp; It was this, or get eaten.&nbsp; "INCOMING!" she snapped out, managing to get it all out in a single breath before the shock hit her, and then she glowered at the creature holding her.&nbsp; "You just... just ah... fucked up you... you son of a... an aboleth," she swore, and then took a deep breath as her body shrank, and she wriggled free.<br><br>[Free action shift to feline, only chance to do so for the day after the rest, Size drops to Tiny, and natural 20 on Escape Artist to wriggle free.&nbsp; Opposed grapple checks, DC Nat 20 to hold onto her, or she drops to the floor.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>02-04-2011, 00:24:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea manages to turn into a kitty, and escape the hold of the two creatures. However her hind legs are still entangled by the snare she had previously walked into before the grapple. Now that she was so tiny only one creature would be able to hold her at a time, so that was a plus. And one did grabbing her and squeezing her tiny kitten self. The other just sort of stood there and watched.<br><br>The creature that Momo hit seemed to have taken the hit hard. It was breathing heavily and looked as if it didn't have much fight left. The two of them watch curiously as the minotaur creature fumbles with it's chain in front of them. The make so strange chattering noises the turn on him swinging tentacles at him. The one up close hits him both times, but its friend has a difficult time aiming around the other one.<br><br>[Maylea, Grapple check 28 to not be grappled and take 18 nonlethal damage. Olard takes 22, and 25]<br><br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |L|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; </span> .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . \.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |M<span class="bbc_u">|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |</span>&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .F.&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|O.c .c .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .C.&nbsp; </span>&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |_|<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; &nbsp;_<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . </span>/.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>Legend:<br>M- Momohime<br>f- Maylea (in C for cluster fuck)<br>L- Layla<br>B- Beal (Under Olard)<br>d-Lavael<br>OO<br>OO- Olard<br><br>c- creatures<br>F- campfire
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>02-04-2011, 00:30:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael had closed his eyes but he felt Olard walk over him. He slowly moved hand into his bag and searched for his wand, and then slowly pulls it out into his hand and holding it ready. Slowly gathering breath for stressful moment say the magic word and touch his injured body.<br><br>OOC: Lay still prone and appear dead, but makes small movement to take healing wand ready into his hand as move action.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>02-04-2011, 12:57:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Nope.&nbsp; 22 total v that 28.&nbsp; That's it for kitty girl.&nbsp; *sighs*&nbsp; Here we go again!)<br><br>Maylea swore, and yanked on her hind paws trying to pull them free again, but it was short lived.&nbsp; When the creature grabbed her again, she swore silently, and then let out a loud yowl as the thing squeezed her again.&nbsp; The yowl slowly died off as darkness closed in on her again, even as she fought to stay conscious, but failed.<br><br>Of course, once again, when darkness closed in, her body shifted back, until she laid dangling senseless in humanoid form again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>02-04-2011, 20:57:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This is not looking too good for the group, the cave tunnel is just too narrow! Watching the kittygirl get squeezed into unsconsciousness once again, sighing out from the sight before looking to more important matters. Stabbing forward with my sword with another arcane strike, wondering how it would still be a live after a combustion strike. In any case, this shall help it along to its demise. <br><br>[Strike of Flames!]<br><br>(ray of flames into arcane channeling. Attack of 18, 11 slashing damage, 12 fire damage. DC 15 reflex or be set on fire.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>05-04-2011, 02:20:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(31 damage after DR, 10 soaked into Steely Resolve pool.)<br><br>"Ow! That hurt! But better you hit me, do not beat on friends who are hurt worse and are less tough than me! Magical girl, you finish this one that is close, do not let it hurt Bael!"<br><br>Hefting his chain, Olard lashes his chain out past the closer of the tentacle-beasts, as he draws on the strength of the earth around them to guide his blow.<br><br>(OOC: Declaring Knight's Challenge against rearmost c-monster, +1 atk/dmg till one of us drops. Using Earth Strike for +10 to hit on this attack, and attacking with Revitalizing Strike maneuver. -4 penalty for being Squeezed included in roll.<br>Hit vs. AC 33, +1 if it counts as an Orc or Goblinoid.<br>Deals 27 damage, and heals me for 19, +2 for Martial Spirit stance.)<br><br>AC: 26, HP 76/86, Steely Resolve 10/10. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>05-04-2011, 18:27:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla, of coruse having no plans to enter into combat with...well...whatever that thing was...simply strutted down the hallway and peaked around the corner....it didn't look good.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>05-04-2011, 22:32:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Magical girl and Olard's attacks hit there targets. Momo's fiery magic seemed to be working well and her target was looking rather beat up, however she failed to catch it on fire. Olard's target seemed to agree with him as well as the other. They ignored Momo and swung tentacles wildly at him. The accuracy of their attacks were further off this time, and they only hit him once despite swing four times each.<br><br>The two that just crushed Maylea let out somewhat of a cheer as she turns back into a humanoid. For them this was good. Small humanoids are more filling then tiny cats. One creature decided to pick up where it had left off. It slides out its oddly long tongue and started to lick the small girl again. While it also starts to strip the girl of all her clothes. His friend on the other hand decided it would be best to help out with his friends fighting that horrid monster. It waves it's tentacles in the air and chatters some spell. Then the roots around all of the adventures spring to life and grab at there limbs.<br><br>[Monsters rolled pretty badly they only got above a 10 once and that was when they hit. Anyway the further away hits and does 21 to Olard, and everyone needs to make a DC 13 reflex save for the Entangle spell, or become entangled. map didn't change so I'm not posting it again.]<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>05-04-2011, 23:25:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Save successful, 13+8=21.)<br><br>Olard successfully dodges out of the grasping, thrashing roots, but finds them too distracting to properly focus on his target. <br><br>"You stop with this, ugly thing. I break your bones and crush you like a cave-in! But I need space to fight, and you are in my way!"<br><br>He hammers out at the further of the tentacle-things again with his chain - then abruptly sinks through the solid ground of the tunnel and disappears, out of the radius of the entangling magic.<br><br>(OOC: Excuting Mountain Hammer maneuver with a Smite Any vs. the same target. Hit vs. AC24 for 35 damage, bypassing all DR or hardness, and healing for 2. Then, Burrow 10ft. downward.)<br><br>AC: 30, Total cover from being underground. HP 65/85, Steely Resolve 10/10.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>06-04-2011, 03:10:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned softly, her body squirming sharply in the creature's grasp, her head rolling back and forth with each moan.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>06-04-2011, 05:31:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching my meat shield hid in the dirt brings plenty of alarm to me. Grumbling to myself in various languages while watching the tentacle monster things not in full view and thinking to get me! Which is not at all going to happen, nope! Arcane channeling another ray of flame and to at least kill one of these bastards before things get out of hand!<br><br>[Flare <em>Strike!</em>]<br><br>(and a hit, 11 slashing damage, and 10 fire.)<br><br>Seeing that I am indeed entangled, which is just fantastic. Quick casting dimensional hop and popping back into existence 25 feet behind and back towards the entrance of the cave system. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>06-04-2011, 15:58:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael lays on ground, his hand holding wand but seeing both Olard and Momohime exit from close combat. Top of it all roots sprouted around him and all this made him make a choice; Either make sound and move more and break his bluff about him being unconcious or dead, likely short moment to make it happen. Or stay still and let roots tangle him? Bael decided play safe, altough the sounds of painful groans and now moans from Maylea made his blood boil in anger. But he plays patient, trusting he gets chance for revenge but he needs wait ideal circumstances.....<br><br>OOC: Do nothing this round and purpose auto-fail vs entangle spell. Once healed he can try escape artist or strenght check break free. However he had sneaked wand out ready to heal himself once monsters are either more distracted or melee combat continues.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>07-04-2011, 02:49:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The creatures sort of shrugged their shoulders as all their other meals just up and ran away. The two that were engaged in combat turned and headed over to the unconscious tibbit. The poor thing was stripped of clothes and had her ankles anchored to the ground by roots. However the creatures were uncaring of her predicament as four long tentacles head towards her exposed flesh. <br><br>The one with its tongue draped along the girl's breast uses its tentacles to spread her legs. It lifted her knees up to her sides, and turned her to the one that casted the spell, like he was giving a present. The other, in return, extended its tentacles to the soft lips between Maylea's thighs. For now it just slide its lengths up and down her slit. She softly moans while knocked out in response to the tentacles getting slippery between her legs.<br><br>The other two just sort of stand and wait in case one of the other tasty dishes comes back for them to eat. Keeping guard while the others tenderize the dish they do have.<br><br>[Momo is still in the entangle spell and needs to make another reflex save.]<br><br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |M|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |L|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; </span> .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . \.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<span class="bbc_u">&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |</span>&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .F.&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|B.c .c .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .C.&nbsp; </span>&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |_|<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; &nbsp;_<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . </span>/.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>Legend:<br>M- Momohime<br>f- Maylea (in C for cluster fuck)<br>L- Layla<br>B- Beal<br>d-Lavael<br>OO<br>OO- Olard (10ft under Beal)<br><br>c- creatures<br>F- campfire
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>07-04-2011, 07:29:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Popping back into existence and still entangled! huffing out in annoyance as I wiggle around and get myself more or less free from the confines of the plants of doom. Moving back another 15 feet and wondering if I am out of the entanglement for now, since this is just crazy! Waiting and holding action to see what happens, since this looks like a fine time to retreat and get the nine hells out of here. <br><br>(21 on reflex to save myself, whee!)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>07-04-2011, 09:16:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Makanian yawned massively, shaking his head as he stretched his arms up, the scales around his wrists flashing in the sunlight as he moved sedately down the road, the crossbow bouncing on his hip.&nbsp; Across his wrists and the back of his hands, a flickering, deep blue glowing mist seemed to twine and dance, as well as around his feet.&nbsp; He was hunting, not just for something to alleviate his boredom, but also for his dinner.&nbsp; He had trail rations, yes, but fresh meat was good once in a while.&nbsp; Not to mention that group of adventurers had gone this way only the day before.<br><br>He stopped for a moment, his eyes lighting on a strange lump not far from him.&nbsp; "What the..."&nbsp; He moved over slowly, his eyes examining the thing carefully, shaking his head at the mess it seemed to be in.&nbsp; "Huh.&nbsp; Looks like there's fun to be had here after all, and they're still alive," he murmured, and glanced back in the direction of the village, his home.&nbsp; "Good good good.&nbsp; Well, on we go."<br><br>He moved in a crouch, his eyes on the ground, skillfully picking out the various tracks and signs, shaking his head.&nbsp; "Dear gods.&nbsp; Mielikki, what have these fools gotten into," he said, eyes following the tracks along in front of him.&nbsp; His hand moved down, unhooking the crossbow and settling it across one knee, slipping one cartridge into the weapon as he hefted it.<br><br>(((Natural 20 on Survival, total of 28, to follow the tracks they HAD to have left, since Mister Olard there is how big?&nbsp; Hehe.&nbsp; Move action to ready the crossbow and load up a clip of bolts.)))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>07-04-2011, 13:25:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla's eyes opened wide in surpise as Momo appeared behind her, "Huh? What the heck are you doing back there!&nbsp; You're supposed ta be killin that thing!" she looked back over her shoulder at her and then snuck down the hall a bit more to get a peak at whatever was causing so much trouble.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>07-04-2011, 15:01:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				From beneath the soil of the tunnel, a chain-wrapped fist and curved horns briefly lunge out to strike at the legs and feet of the beasts still standing in the hallway.<br><br>(OOC: 5ft.-stepping right, attacking blindly into the square directly above me occupied by the frontmost creature (gambling that it hasn't moved since I vanished). Gives me a 50% miss chance, but I maintain total cover unless they had readied actions, and they may be flat-footed.)<br><br>Chain attack 1: Hit AC27, beat the miss chance, (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=24254) 21 damage.<br>Chain attack 2: Only hits AC14, but beats the miss chance again (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=24257) for another 21 damage.<br>Gore: Hits AC22,&nbsp; beats miss chance!, &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=24260) 9 damage.<br>If the first one goes down, add +1 atk/dmg to further attacks as they are also blindly directed against the second creature.)<br><br>Oh, and free trip attempts at +23 for every successful hit.)<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>08-04-2011, 20:36:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael continues lay down and play dead. He hears earth crumble and sound of moving chains. he narrowly peeks with his eye to see the tentacles freaks are still too close to comfort to gamble to break his bluff and use the wand on himself. Not to mention still abusing unconscious Maylea.<br><br><em>They all shall pay for that dearly.....</em><br><br>OOC: Continue play dead. With wand hiddenly in his hands.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>09-04-2011, 22:24:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Olard's two hits from below manages to finish off the injured creature. The other just takes a deep breath and shifts its tentacles back into its normal clawed hands. It takes a deep breath and looks as though it was waiting for something. The other two continued to take advantage of the little tibbit. The tentacles rubbing on her slit were now all wet and slippery from her juices, and were ready to go in. Maylea stirs and squirms in her slumber as the tentacles press against both her hole simultaneously. Then she lets out a cute helpless moan as she get both her holes penetrated at the same time.<br><br>[The cave tunnel as I said earlier was 80ft deep, and the spell had a 40ft radius, so all of that 80ft is entangled. You are out of the entanglement once you are all the way out of the cave, or move into the short 30ft turn that leads to the larger room. Also pink if the lump you found was one of the monsters from earlier it is just a slimy green puddle now.]<br><br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |M|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |L|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; </span> .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . \.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<span class="bbc_u">&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |</span>&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .F.&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|B.O.c .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .C.&nbsp; </span>&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |_|<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; &nbsp;_<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . </span>/.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>Legend:<br>M- Momohime<br>f- Maylea (in C for cluster fuck)<br>L- Layla<br>B- Beal<br>d-Lavael<br>OO<br>OO- Olard (10ft under ground)<br><br>c- creatures<br>F- campfire
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>10-04-2011, 03:59:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He glowered at the puddle of slime, and then stood, moving quickly along the path of the tracks.&nbsp; As he did, his feet left the ground, and he flew through the air, his feet several inches off the ground as he ran.&nbsp; He slid to a stop, landing back on the ground just outside the entrance.&nbsp; The woman he saw was one of the adventurers that had left town.&nbsp; He shook his head, and smiled.&nbsp; "Well, well, well.&nbsp; If this doesn't look like a damsel in distress, I don't know what does," he said, moving forward and then freezing.&nbsp; "Oh.&nbsp; Well, that looks a bit nasty," he said, and then perked his eyebrows up.<br><br>He shook his head.&nbsp; "Why on earth...&nbsp; I take it you guys need some help?" he said, hefting the crossbow.&nbsp; "Ah, who am I kidding?&nbsp; Of course you do!&nbsp; A woman as beautiful as you couldn't possibly enjoy fighting," he said, vanishing from sight, only to reappear several yards down the tunnel in flight as he dropped and landing behind Bael.&nbsp; "Stay there, elf boy.&nbsp; Gah.&nbsp; Stupid vine traps," he said, dropping one hand to touch Bael on the shoulder, as the other came up with crossbow primed.<br><br>[40 foot teleport from Dimension Hop, burning six power points for the extra thirty feet, then fly half of available movement (30 feet), stopping 5 feet back from Bael.&nbsp; Rapid Meldshaping, free action to reshape the Airstep Sandals into the Impulse Boots, dumping 5 Essentia points into it for a total of +6 Reflex Saves.&nbsp; Ready a shot to fire at the first ugly to poke its tentacled face around the corner.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>10-04-2011, 21:40:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Getting quite surprised by the stranger coming from the exit, as that was where I was going to go! Fuming some at him while he blathers on to himself and how I need help! As if! Watching the masked stranger shoot off an arrow, as though that would impress me. Looking back to the melee I do see that my meat shield is back and clubbing things to death, which is just fantastic. Could have had warned me about where he was going and what he was planning. <br><br>In any case, moving 15 feet forward in the entanglement and another dimensional hop 25 feet forward. To pop back into existence north of the 'fallen' archer devil person. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 03:48:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Privately shamed to have failed in his protective duties to this degree, despite the foolish lack of brains and sense of his allies to fight in a place too small for him to protect them, Olard resolves to do what he can for saving Momo, since it looks like this last wounded creature will be easy pickings for his friends. Unseen, he glides through the solid earth past the knot of tentacle rape and into the open cavern before surfacing.<br><br>(Run action, moving 40ft. towards the cavern (should be 10ft. away from the ball of rape).
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>18-04-2011, 20:38:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The creature plows Maylea's poor holes and squeeze her tender small breasts. She squirms and moans in her sleep from the pleasure being given to her. However it doesn't last for long as after her legs buckle and she orgasms they drag her off into the large room. Unknown to the other there was a large black cauldron in the corner. Since they had finished tenderizing this tasty morsel, she was ready for the pot. <br><br>Naked and stripped of her gear she was already ready to go in. They toss her into the pot of what was now cool water and plop the lid on. Lucky for Maylea she landed right side up so as not to drowned in the shallow water. The other creature fooled suit and the others into the large room. All the intruders were gone now. It's not like one was about to pop up out of the ground.<br><br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |L|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; </span> .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . \.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |D|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .f .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |M|<span class="bbc_u">&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |</span>&nbsp; .c .c .&nbsp; .F.&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|B.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .O.O.&nbsp; .</span>&nbsp; .c .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |_|<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .O.O.&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; &nbsp;_<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . </span>/.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>Legend:<br>M- Momohime<br>f- Maylea (in a pot)<br>D- Makanian Drenzigar<br>L- Layla<br>B- Beal<br>d- Lavael<br>OO<br>OO- Olard (10ft under ground)<br><br>c- creatures<br>F- campfire<br>[/quote]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>18-04-2011, 21:22:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing the monsters go retreat back to the cave, Bael slides the wand more out, touching his chest he whispers quietly the magic word activate the wand. He coughs when blood comes to lips from strenous effort activate the wand and he feels darkness to blur his vision.....but soon faint shine of the wand spreads to his injuries and keep him concious!<br><br>OOC: Standard action; use the wand. Go -1 but heal instantly 6pts dmg.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>19-04-2011, 02:06:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still twisting and turning in the entagled mess Layla lets out a moan of annoyance, followed by a comment, "How much longer is this crap gunna take!?&nbsp; What's going on in there!?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>19-04-2011, 03:09:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Edging around the corner to see the next tunnel and the beasties deciding to place the scout girl into the pot. Which is all well and good, since now I can do this! Waving my arms about and chanting out my best attack spell, before pointing a finger in their general direction. <br><br><em><strong>["Fireball!"]</strong></em><br><br>(aiming for the middle of the monsters, since the scout is safe in her pot. 26 fire damage, DC 18 relfex for half. Placing myself for line of sight and explosive doom. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>19-04-2011, 03:09:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still concealed, Olard laboriously continues his way forward though the soil, positioning himself to emerge behind the unsuspecting creatures and split their attention between him and the tunnel full of his allies, who should be getting ready to attack soon.<br><br>(Double-move 30ft. forward)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>26-04-2011, 05:13:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The three creatures looked a little confused as they become surrounded in fire. However one was quick enough to hide behind the other two only getting a little scathed. THe creatures make weird chirping noises as they wait to see what is caoming after them and can breath fire like that!<br><br>[To make things simpler I gave all the creatures a number.]<br><br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |L|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; </span> .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . \.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |D|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .f .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |M|<span class="bbc_u">&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |</span>&nbsp; .1.3.&nbsp; .F.&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|B.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .</span>&nbsp; .4.&nbsp; .O.O.&nbsp; |_|<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .O.O.&nbsp; &nbsp;_<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . </span>/.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>Legend:<br>M- Momohime<br>f- Maylea (in a pot)<br>D- Makanian Drenzigar<br>L- Layla<br>B- Beal<br>d- Lavael<br>OO<br>OO- Olard (10ft under ground)<br><br>1-4, - creatures<br>F- campfire<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 04:01:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Olard surfaces unexpectedly behind the cluster of creatures, grinning widely as he manages to unfold his chain to its full length. Still submerged up to his waist in solid earth, he lashes out at the closest of the trio.<br><br>"Hello again, monsters! Let us see who is better now, when you must fight me fair! No more being squished into tiny tunnels or grabbing at your feet from underground!"<br><br>(5ft. "step" positive vertical and to the right, making me half-buried with 5ft. of space between myself and 3, 10ft. between myself and 1/4. Attacking #3 with Vanguard Strike maneuver, hits AC29...the -2 penalty for violating my code is cancelled out by the +2 for Heroism that I've forgotten to include. Deals 21 damage, and <strong>all allies attacking the enemy I just hit (if they're alive) get +4 to their attack rolls for 1 round.</strong> My free Trip attempt against #3 is a 39.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 07:30:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(remember you still have heroism glyph.)<br><br>Watching the dwarf monster person come popping out of the ground and attacking foes is quite neat to watch. Especially from a nice safe distance. Seeing him focus fire one of the monsters, as I already used my best spell. Wondering over this in a lazy enough manner, while getting closer to the fight, in order to throw more spells down that way. In any case, I do need to get closer in order to explode some things. I still got one more combust left...<br><br>(getting as close as I can to the cave widening, while at the same time casting heroism. 25 total AC for the next 6 rounds.) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 17:25:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(I assume entangle spell is still on)<br><br>Bael is now rejuvinated! But he needs get up and fast! He struggles against the entangled vines on his body and tries get up!<br><br>At 2011-04-28 10:24:47, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+5 Result: 18 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25175)<br>(Bael spends standard action to break free from entangle, escape artist check 18)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>03-05-2011, 02:38:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still stuck in the entagling vines, Layla knows there is little can do to escape.&nbsp; The bimbo continues to twist and writhe and squirm in her attempts to break free, but hopefully the spell won't last much longer.&nbsp; "UGhhh! When is this going to go away!&nbsp; Someone get me outta here!&nbsp; I can't break free!" she pouted and moaned, very frustrated.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>03-05-2011, 10:11:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(((OOC: Sorry it took me so long.&nbsp; Lost my bookmarks.&nbsp; :P&nbsp; Don't forget that everyone has a +3 to Escape Artist checks within 15 Feet.&nbsp; Means everyone but Olard.&nbsp; Makes Bael's attempt a 21 instead of an 18.)))<br><br>Makanian swore, shaking his head.&nbsp; "Gods damn this shit," he swore, the midnight blue leather around his feet and ankles fading into a bright cloud of cobalt blue light around them, reforming into a pair of ice blue sandals that seemed to flow just beneath the surface.&nbsp; He snarled.&nbsp; "I'm done playing games," he hissed, reaching down and planting a hand on Bael's shoulder, his eyes and hand glowing with a pure white light.&nbsp; A distant chime would be heard from around them, and the light scattered -into- Bael, as Makanian's voice was heard.&nbsp; "Meilikki watch over her children, and preserve their freedom," he called out.<br><br>(((Quick Action to switch from Impulse Boots to Cerulean Sandals, Standard to manifest Touch of Health, burning 6 PP to make it a total of 14 healing to Bael.&nbsp; DC 15 Psicraft or 25 Spellcraft to identify the power he just manifested.&nbsp; Higher for Spellcraft because it wasn't a spell.)))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>03-05-2011, 23:16:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beal manages to wriggle his way out of the roots at this moment, but they come back after him as soon as he gets them off. Olard's chain hits the creature, but fails to knock it over. Two of them step closer to the brute sticking out of the ground and all three of them start to wail on him. Each one swinging at him four times. Their twelve strikes for the most part just bounce of the beast's armor, except for two. Those two hit knocking the beans in his head around a little.<br><br>[It got a 40 on it's opposed trip check. Then one and three hit you once each. One did 23 damage, and three did 24. Beal made it out of the entangle, but remember that if you start your turn in the entangle area you have to make the save again.]<br><br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |L|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; </span> .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . \.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .f .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |D|<span class="bbc_u">&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |</span>&nbsp; .&nbsp; .3.&nbsp; .F.&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|B.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .M.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .</span>&nbsp; .&nbsp; .1.&nbsp; .O.O|_|<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .4.&nbsp; .O.O _<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . </span>/.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>Legend:<br>M- Momohime<br>f- Maylea (in a pot)<br>D- Makanian Drenzigar<br>L- Layla<br>B- Beal<br>d- Lavael<br>OO<br>OO- Olard (5ft under ground)<br><br>1-4, - creatures<br>F- campfire
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 03:38:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh good, he got out of the entangle and is free to swing to his heart's content. Maybe I could do something that will help him with that endeavor. Making my concentration check to get the spell off, as I point a hand at the chain wielding maniac. Chanting as the spell explodes onto the lunatic all the more. <br><br>[Enlarge person!]<br><br>(Whee, now Olard is Huge!)<br><br>Trying to get in my 15 feet of movement, and only managing to wiggle in place. Sighing out some, and wondering how far away the edge of the spell is. Dimensional hopping to safety may have to be an option. All the while screaming at the huge Olard to kill the thing that casted the spell thingy!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 14:50:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael finally has got up and healed now quite a lot. He looks on the stranger who had touched him and he says; "Thanks, help our friend over there. They placed one our companions inside boiling pot!" As soon he managed to act, the roots attack him again! He growls and says; "No you don't! I am not going snared that easy this time!"<br><br>Bael squirms away from the roots. While standing in entangling roots he points finger towards one the brutes and chants with wicked grin in his face; "Now is the time baypack! <em>Valerno viichlis vharum!</em>" A tiny blue light comes from his finger tip and forms long and sharp icicle! He shoots it into chaos of close combat with archer's accuracy!<br><br>OOC: Cast Ice Dagger spell, pass the ref save vs entangle. Rolled 22 vs touch AC, rolled 30pts cold dmg. Hit the one which Olard hit if possible to finish it off so Olard can focus remaining ones.<br><br>Ref save vs Entangle (assume ref save DC around 15)<br>At 2011-05-05 07:48:37, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+10 Result: 19 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25545)<br><br>Ice Dagger hit roll vs touch AC (no pens thanks precise shot)<br>At 2011-05-05 07:41:04, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+11 Result: 22 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25542)<br><br>Ice Dagger dmg<br>At 2011-05-05 07:46:52, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 4d6a+11 Result: 30 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25543)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 15:14:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded, a grin on his face.&nbsp; "This Entangle isn't going to be an issue for me," he muttered, the light from the glowing sandals brightening as if something more had been poured into it.&nbsp; Then he vanished from sight, appearing inside the large room in the corner with his crossbow aimed and ready to fire.&nbsp; "Ya know, I really don't like it when people do something like this to others.&nbsp; And I like it even less when it's just some creature doing it."&nbsp; Smirking, he pulled the lever, another bolt sliding into place ready to fire.<br><br>(Quick action to Bind the Cerulean Sandals, allowing me to Dimension Door up to 60 ft as a free action in 5 ft increments.&nbsp; Burn 50 of it to get into the southern corner of the big room (5, 15, 20, 30, 35, 40, 45, 50).&nbsp; Specifying directional 4 squares SouthEast, then 4 squares East.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 18:59:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, big at last! Much better, this is!"<br><br>Now towering over the tentacled monsters, Olard hammers down at them repeatedly with flailing chain and driving horns, pounding them into the dirt with the force of his blows.<br><br>(Full Attack, starting on #3 until he dies or is knocked down. Chain at +15, whiffs on Nat1. Chain at +10, hits AC27 for 26 damage. Trip attempt of 32.<br>Gore attack hits AC30 for 14 damage. Trip attempt of 40.)<br><br>34/85 HP, Steely Resolve 10/10.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 22:41:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing her friend come to life with renewed vigor to destroy these foul cave beasts, Layla too gives breaking free of the vines another attempt, "Ughhh! Soo...done with...this!" she struggled to get free...<br><br>OOC:<br>At 2011-05-05 15:39:13, inflatetress (uid: 3666) rolls: 1d20a+2 Result: 6 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25595)<br>hehe, doubt it!<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 03:37:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Olard doubles in size, and for a fellow as big as him, that's a big deal. Then a sharp ice like dagger flies out of the tunnel and stabs the middle creature. While the newcomer tries to jump into the fray, and instead jumps into a wall. Teleporting into a wall forces his body to the nearest opening. While it's not the worst feeling in the world it didn't tickle either. Olard then swings his large chain at his target. The first one missed horribly, but the other caught it's legs and knocked it onto it's back. With that one on its back he turns to the one that was just hit by ice, and stabs him with the massive horns sticking out his head. The horns tear through the abdomen of the creature causing the pale creature's organs to spill out in front of it. It falls back and its tentacles fade back into arms as life flows out of its eyes.<br><br>The creature knocked on the ground tries to get back at the huge bastard. It's tentacles had an easy enough time grabbing the breast, but the question is could it squeeze hard enough to hurt Olard. The other thought it would have better luck with the normal looking thing that just popped out of the wall. It turned to him and took a step closer. The thing started to wail at it with its two long tentacles. Two hits from each, but only two of the four were good hits.<br><br>[Pink takes 2 damage from the wall, and 25&amp;20 from two tentacle slaps. Olard needs to make opposed grapple checks. Beat 43 or take 16 nonlethal, the second to beat is 21 and damage is 22]<br><br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |L|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; </span> .&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . \.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .f .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<span class="bbc_u">&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |</span>&nbsp; .&nbsp; .3.&nbsp; .F.&nbsp; |&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|B.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .M.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .</span>&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .O.O.O|_|<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .O.O.O _<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |&nbsp; .&nbsp; .4.O.O.O|&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">|D.&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; . </span>/.&nbsp; |<br>|&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; .&nbsp; |<br>Legend:<br>M- Momohime<br>f- Maylea (in a pot)<br>D- Makanian Drenzigar<br>L- Layla<br>B- Beal<br>d- Lavael<br>OO<br>OO- Olard (5ft under ground)<br><br>1-4, - creatures<br>F- campfire
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 04:10:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Olard is grabbed by the first beast, but shrugs off the second.<br><br>(26 vs. 43, 25 vs. 21.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 20:35:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once again moving as close as I can to the fight, and if I can get into the bigger room, strafing to the left and away from the big fight. Need to get out of this damn entangle radius before doing anything too naughty. Speaking of which, time to buff the maniac with the chain some more. <br><br>[Animalistic Power!]<br><br>(now Olard is enlarged, heroism, and +2 to str, dex, and con.)<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 18:02:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael sees one foes fell down, but now he haves to move out from the tunnel to get close enough to send more spells in! He stabs himself with wand, to heal himself bit more in case one monsters decide come take hit on him. Bael then crawls through entangling terrain, hoping to get line of sight on his foes to cast more icy daggers to their tough hides.....<br><br>OOC: Use wand again and now move forward. Succeed reflex save resist entangle. I recall movement is halved so Bael moves 20'ft along the tunnel (longstrider still on)<br><br>Cure:<br>At 2011-05-12 11:00:52, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d8a+1 Result: 6 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25974)<br><br>Reflex save:<br>At 2011-05-12 11:00:31, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+10 Result: 25 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25973)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 18:19:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Makanian snarled.&nbsp; "Okay.&nbsp; That's it," he said in a growl that rattled the walls slightly.&nbsp; "Time to step the game up," he said, vanishing from sight, reappearing on the other side of the pot with a smirk.&nbsp; "Yeah, that's not cool.&nbsp; That was painful.&nbsp; But then, so is this," he said, snapping the crossbow up and loosing a bolt, pulling the lever to reload it.<br><br>[Burn my last power points on another Dimension Hop to get across the room.&nbsp; I now have cover.&nbsp; At 2011-05-12 11:14:39, Makanian (uid: 7816) rolls: 1d20a9 Result: 29 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25975)&nbsp; That's a crit threat, and At 2011-05-12 11:15:30, Makanian (uid: 7816) rolls: 1d20a9 Result: 27 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25977) to Confirm.&nbsp; At 2011-05-12 11:16:55, Makanian (uid: 7816) rolls: 1d10a7 Result: 14 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25978) for damage, making it...&nbsp; 28 total damage?&nbsp; Yep, 28 Total damage on that crit.&nbsp; :P]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>17-05-2011, 16:13:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The blonde dancer continued to struggle in the vines, "Guys!&nbsp; I'm stuck! Get me outta here!" she wiggled and squirmed, but to no avvail.<br><br>At 2011-05-17 09:12:00, inflatetress La (uid: 3666) rolls: 1d20a+2 Result: 9 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=26239)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 03:18:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Makanian's crossbow bolt hit the beast right in the heart. Or at least where the heart should be. At the last second you can see the flesh of it shift moving it's vital organs out of the way of the shot. Olard can start to feel the grip of the beast loosening. In fact it feels like the whole beast was loosening. The white creatures were starting to melt and lose solid form. At first it looked like a wax figure to close to a fire, but eventually the hole body of all four of them melts into a strange green goop.<br><br>[Sorry I have been gone so long. Anyway combat is over you are all level 7 now, Hurray! The entanglement spell won't end for another five minute maybe. Have fun.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 04:22:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Well that is just fantastic, finally killing the last of those monsters and getting this over with. Taking one more wary look around before putting Ruby back in her scabbard. Someone else can deal with the body disposal, while I take a stock of the people alive. Wondering where that other guy came from, and why he is looking at me!<br><br><strong>"Hey! If you want to stare at my sexy body, all you have to do is ask!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 23:07:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly, ripping his feet loose with each step, Makanian moved over to stand over the one he had shot, smirking slightly.&nbsp; Reaching into a pouch, he pulled a feather from it, dropping it into the puddle.&nbsp; "Not QUITE the same as what I normally do," he muttered.&nbsp; Slinging the crossbow back where it had come from, he turned in time to hear the comment.&nbsp; One eyebrow came up, and he bowed deeply.&nbsp; "Ah, but I can't help it.&nbsp; Such a beautiful woman, one can't help but stare," he said with a smile.&nbsp; "Introductions will have to wait, however," he said, reaching over and knocking the lid off the kettle with a brush of his hand.&nbsp; The faint glow around his hands and feet faded, and he sagged slightly, wincing a moment.&nbsp; "Gah.&nbsp; NEVER will get used to letting those go like that," he grunted, glancing around.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 17:42:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael sighed in relief when the last of the monsters fell and then they started weird transformation upon their deaths. He instantly moved to kettle, check upon the halfling girl in there that is she alive or already cooked up during the battle?<br><br><em>Please, let us not be too late....</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>10-06-2011, 00:55:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Opening the pot up the tibbit was fine apart from being knocked out. The pot wasn't on the fire so it wasn't even warm. She just sat up in chest high in water with a few carrots floating around her. The tunnel was still alive with roots grabbing and holding down Layla. And the spell didn't look like it was going to finish any time soon either.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>10-06-2011, 22:16:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Hm, is she still alive?"</strong> Taking one more look around the place and ignoring Layla's cries of need, as I see if the catgirl is still alive in the pot. Which may be the case or not, since I am no healer. Still, I pull and drag her out of the kettle for now, not really caring if my kimono get soiled, since that is what prestidigitation is for. Laying her down onto the ground and checking for any breath or any other simple way to see if she is still alive. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>11-06-2011, 13:50:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael crouches near Momohime and looks on tibbit and says; "I think she seems just soaked and unconcious." Hearing Layla's screams he moves to tunnel and shouts to her; "Calm down, the spell will last quite while still but it should wear off and you can move again!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 15:46:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You idiots!&nbsp; If those things are deadcome get me outta here!" the blonde dancer continues to squirm and writhe in the confines of the tentacles.&nbsp; Her legs and arms spread apart wide as she continues to attemp escape while moaning in a whoreis manner.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>22-06-2011, 06:55:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amongst the after battle carnage and sounds of Layla being molested Beal and Momohime manage to spot a figure watching the group. A small green face could be seen poking out of the tunnel that leads further down into the cave. It was a little jittery and hard to tell, but probably a goblin. It looked a bit surprised that the few of you are actually alive and standing where you stand. From how it was hiding it hadn't notice that it had be noticed for this creature surely would have fled.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 07:31:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Noticing that stupid little bastard hiding in the caves, and pretending to not care much about it for the time being. Letting it watch me with its beady stupid eyes, as I ponder over the level of spells I still have left. Silently arcane casting to myself while standing there, before pointing a finger at the general direction of the beast. <br><br><strong>[Seeking Ray!]</strong><br><br>(22 on the ranged touch attack, with no concealment penalties, and 12 electric damage.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 07:38:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sighed.&nbsp; "Will someone please shut her up?&nbsp; Unfortunately, this is a decently powerful arcane spell, and unless you can do anything, Miss Beautiful," he said, glancing over at Momo with a smile.&nbsp; "We're going to have to wait out the duration, or fight our way loose from it.&nbsp; Unless you managed to wriggle yourself deeper into it," he said, attempting to turn in place, and finding that standing still has stuck him in place a little more firmly.&nbsp; "Oh, now that's just rude," he said, shaking his head.<br><br>[[[Gotta love the IC explanation of botching your reflex save.&nbsp; Speaking of, only rolled an 8.&nbsp; :P&nbsp; Total of 11, counting 2 on the d20, +6 reflex, and +3 from the Freedom Mantle.]]]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 07:39:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The goblin lets out a shriek and fell to the ground. Laying there the goblin twitched from manly from the lightning while it slowly started to die.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 07:55:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"well I am almost out of spells anyway, due to totally unforseen consequences. This room is quite secure for the time being, so I'd suggest we bed down here. No sense wandering further into trouble when we are low on health and utility."</strong><br><br>Waiting for the others to help get the bimbo out of the vines, as I just sigh out over how long this is taking. Not having any sort of spells that can help in this situation, as I just wonder if we have to wait for the duration to end. Which shouldn't take more then a hour...<br><br>...hopefully. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 08:16:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Time passes somewhere between a minute and two minutes and the roots die down and let Layla go.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 08:22:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ughh, thank gosh!&nbsp; That was awful!&nbsp; Tentacles are at least a little more fun than that normally!". She strutted into the room where the battle had take place, her platfrom heels pounding on the stone floor with each step as her magically augmented breasts bounced up and down to the temp kept by her gait. "Uhm...okay, so what's the plan now gang!" she placed a hand on a curvy hip as the other hand investigated a lock of her hair for split ends.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 12:08:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael had placed Maylea off the pot into ground, he rolled out his bedroll and placed Maylea on it to rest and recover. To speed up things he uses the wand over her, gently touching her forehead to speed up recovery. Upon hearing Layla's comment he replied; "It seems we rest, once again, before we proceed further. These are quite tough monsters we are facing." After vines were down, Bael's cooshie companion comes with mild bark down the tunnel, walking into cave and sniffing around curiously over the place. Bael petted his companion's large back and flank while he came sniff over Maylea and give nice large lick over her cheek!<br><br>(Healed At 2011-06-26 05:04:57, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d8a+1 Result: 7pts (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=28206) HP back)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 13:25:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The strange man with the scales shook his head, and then glanced over the rather ragtag group of adventurers, before turning to start examining the edges of the cave, his eyes peering into the shadows for any hidden alcoves and other such things, nodding his agreement.&nbsp; "Yeah, they were annoying," he said, shifting his foot to avoid stepping in a puddle of goo from the creatures as he moved through.<br><br>[[[25 Search Check!&nbsp; Whoohoo!]]]<br><br>She shivered, shifting in her sleep as Bael's companion licked at her face, her eyes flickering open weakly.&nbsp; "Did... did I get... get captured again?" she said quietly, tilting her head to look over at Bael.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 13:45:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael chuckled and said; "Yeah, you were. Also you were boiled in that pot over there while we fought, but good we managed beat these monsters in time to rescue you out before you had been boiled. Lavael! Stop that, she's already and fine!" However Lavael still continued lick Maylea with it's large wet tongue until Bael dragged it's heavy ass out away to pull him off from maylea. After pulling Lavael crumbles down on fours and lay on floor close Maylea. Release a deep whimpering sigh of relief while his thin tail waggling in background. It's long elongated green ears perked up and circling around the room catch sounds done by others.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 19:15:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seems the rumors and fears of the townsfolk had some reason behind it. The deadly monster that roamed the forest were in fact quite deadly. The scaled man's search of the shadow alcoves reviled nothing. However there were a few burlap sacks next to the fire pit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 19:22:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maylea sighed, and rolled over to snuggle up to the large canine, drifting off back to sleep.&nbsp; She was rather bruised all over, and it was probably going to take her a full rest to recover from them.<br><br>Makanian, finally finishing scouring the alcoves, shook his head.&nbsp; He glanced around, and then moved over to the burlap sacks.&nbsp; Crouching, he poked one of them with a single finger, and then hooked it open with the same finger, glancing inside for the contents.&nbsp; "Huh.&nbsp; Wonder what's in these?" he muttered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 19:38:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Poking the side of the bag it felt squishy. After opening it up he saw meat, various raw meat parts. It looked like a bag of food the monsters had gathered out hunting. Amidst the rabbit and other animal bits he felt as if someone was looking up at him. Slightly shifting the bag showed the dismembered head of a half elf. Her dead eyes expressing the fear of her last moments alive. On her ears are some pretty earrings.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 19:45:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rather than join in the enthusiastic looting of the now-empty cave, Olard silently folds up his still-bloody war chain and wraps it back around his waist. The magic augmenting his size wears off, returning the abberant part-dwarf to merely massive instead of gigantic, but he seems wrapped in a deep, gloomy depression, sitting down by the empty firepit and staring blindly into or past it at nothing in particular.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 01:55:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Letting the others deal with the messy business of sorting through body parts, as I instead go off and see about that goblin that was staring at me. Walking over and giving the corpse a good kick, just to make sure it was alive. Pulling out Ruby once again, to use her to lift the carcass out from its hiding hole and into the light of day. <br><br><strong>"Hrm, I wonder who's companion this is. Those sort of dark wizards and what not usually like imps and what not as their pets."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 02:31:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The goblin was a run of the mill goblin, maybe a little scrawnier. It wore what might have been a white outfit at some point, but it was dirty and torn now. The creature's sunken eyes were blood shot, and had tiny puncture wounds up and down both arms. It had nothing on it other than it's clothes, but the one thing to take from this was it was very much dead.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 07:53:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rather interesting how it has clothes to begin with, along with those puncture wounds. Studying the disgusting dead thing with the tip of my katana, poking at it and making sure there was nothing else left to find. Companions for wizards would be better kept then this, but that is just my personal opinion on the matter at hand. Shrugging to myself as I put Ruby away to go about talking to the others about what they found while searching the room. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 02:31:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla stood in the middle of the room with her hands crossed infront of her giant, fake breasts.&nbsp; She was overall, rather vapid about the search, until the head turned up!&nbsp; "EEEEK!&nbsp; GROSS!&nbsp; What is this place!?" a hint of fear was detectable in her voice as she took a couple of akward steps away from the head and body parts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 04:00:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Makanian shook with suppressed rage, his eyes flickering between the standard silver-grey to an almost cobalt color that blanked out pupil, iris, and sclera.&nbsp; "These abominations," he muttered in Elven, "deserve no honor, no proper burial.&nbsp; Destroy the body!" he snapped, turning his head to look over at Momo.&nbsp; "Don't even burn it.&nbsp; Chop it up and leave it for the beasts," he snarled, the cobalt coloration sticking this time.&nbsp; "Such crimes are only punishable by the gods, and we will leave it to them to do so."<br><br>Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath, shaking his head violently as he carefully pulled the head from the bag.&nbsp; "This, however, will be burned and shown due respect," he said in a quiet voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 04:14:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not caring about that imp creature anymore, as I noticed the new guy drag a head out of a bag. Seeing the earings and wondering about their magical potency. Stepping over to him and checking out the elf head all the more. <strong>"While due respect is warranted, destroying what could be a family treasure with her head would be a disservice."</strong><br><br>Waiting for his idea of if this was the right thing to do, to loot from a fallen victim of these monsters. Standing there with one hand on my hip, watching him and the room for any more possible imp invasions. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 07:35:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded.&nbsp; "You are correct.&nbsp; I wanted to make sure there... there weren't any more cases of such monstrosity here before we even thought about removing items to give back to families."&nbsp; He shook his head, staring sadly down at the severed one next to him.&nbsp; "Such a shame.&nbsp; A life cut short in such a manner..."&nbsp; He shook his head again, and his eyes flickered back to silver-grey.&nbsp; "If you would hold onto the earrings.&nbsp; We should try to find the family of this one, but if not, I see no reason not to use the earrings for our own purposes, whether it be to sell or barter them away, or use them, if they have any hidden abilities."&nbsp; He sighed, and dug into the sack again, cringing as he expected to come up with more of such grossness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 07:42:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Digging through the sack there were just meat part it was hard to tell which were from animals and which were from humanoids, but nothing of value was found. However there still were two other bag to search.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 08:32:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He cringed, pulling his hand free from the sack, setting it to the side.&nbsp; "That's getting burned too.&nbsp; I can't tell what any of it is, so we don't want to try eating it, even if it was cooked."&nbsp; He reached out, pulling the next sack to him, shaking his head softly as he gingerly looked inside of it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 08:45:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The bag appears to be empty.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 08:53:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Picking the earrings off of the dead elf's ears and trying my best to clean them off and trying to not get blood or go all over my lovely kimono. Looking at them with a keen eye and muttering to myself over what sort of evil magic this could hold. Pulling out my monocle and casting detect magic soon enough, in an effect to find the source of this mystery! <br><br>Standing there looking busy while I do all of the work, and wondering why nobody has yet to set up camp!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 09:00:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The magical monocle is telling you that the elf's ruby earrings are earrings of mystic fire.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 10:10:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sighed, setting the empty sack to the side, picking up the third sack and pulling it open, worried about what he was going to see.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 16:22:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While folks studied the sacks or the items whitting he moved to start camp. Use exchisting cooking fire as base he sets out bedrolls and blankets ready for folks rest around the fire. He also inspects cave for further disturpances or odd out of place stuff.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 21:23:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Makanian</strong><br>Opening up the third bag the pisonist found... Clothes! Oh the horror. Various robes, silk, gloves, bracers, and boots. I'm sure one of the arcanists in the group would be willing to help your sort out what is magical and what is not. You also find five hundred platinum coins.<br><br><strong>Beal</strong><br>Searching around the cave room you are in showed nothing of interest. The goo piles were either evaporating or sinking into the ground, because they were getting smaller in size.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 00:39:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking those earrings and placing them on my ears for the time being, since maybe later I could try them on another body part. Smiling evily to myself as I notice the others have found some more clothes that may be magical in nature. Letting the other two discuss splitting the gold as I go about spellcasting and using my monocle to discover these items. Taking the pile over to the fire and sitting down at my bedroll, smiling all the more to myself as I go about my arcane duties. <br><br>(23 spellcraft with detect magic and artificers monocle.)<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 01:28:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sorting out the magic items from the rest only three things were magical. A pair of bracers, boots, and glove. With the monocle you find out they are Bracers of wind, Quicksilver boots, and Gloves of Dexterity +2. You also notice that the tan colored bag that looks like it was empty is also magical. The other clothes still look fancy and might fetch a good price too.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 22:23:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla stands over Makanian as he goes though the clothes... not to see if there is anything that she likes but moreso to confirm that all of the clothes in the bag aren't as nice as anything she owns.&nbsp; Standing with one hand on her hip as the other twirls a lock of her hair she monitors the situation, upon seeing the coins her eyes light up...though she has no intention of carrying any of them, only aquiring some once they return to town.&nbsp; "Hmmm...kinda odd...all of those clothes here huh?&nbsp; I wonder how deep or...uhmm...down...whatever this place goes?" she spoke to no one in particular as she glanced about the place, still twirling some hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 23:23:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Upon hearing the item identification Bael says to Momohime; "Well, I would like get those bracers, they are handy. But I would not mind gloves either. Boots would be last I want because I myself I am archer so I do not move that much but the boots could help to move into stragetic firing positions more quickly. But I already have magical boots so I would prefer keep the ones I have now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 01:30:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Makanian waved a hand.&nbsp; "I won't need any of them," he said, the glows around his feet and wrists flickering back into view, "aside from the gloves, PERHAPS," he said softly, his eyes closing as he dropped into prayer, praying for the soul of the elf they had found the remains of.&nbsp; "I have the equivalent of both already," he said, standing slowly and brushing his hands clean.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 04:50:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"I don't have any magical boots, so I'll take those. The rest of you can argue over the other gear. "</strong> Grabbing the boots and sitting down nice and proper at the campfire. Sighing out in content and satisfaction of a jobs day well done. Waiting for someone with the skills of cooking to start cooking, as I start to unraveling my sash around my kimono. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 15:33:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael shrugs and says; "Well, if no one needs gloves nor bracers much.....I would like them improve my archery skills." If no one objects Bael takes the gloves and bracers, he puts them on his hand and arm. Fitting snugly while he says; "I go hunt for something to dinner. Takes hour or two." Altough bit drained from battle Bael heads out from the cave to hunt some food, as group decline to eat these monsters catch is naturally understood.<br><br>OOC: Rolled survival, Lavael assists and auto succeeds add +2 to survival roll. So total check; 25.<br>At 2011-07-01 08:32:47, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+11 Result: 23+2 assist other = 25 check (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=28642)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 21:17:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beal takes the two items and heads of to hunt for food. Leaving the rest of you with nothing to eat except for the bear that had been skinned preped and is on a spit roast over the fire that the monsters were cooking before you rudely murdered them all. He comes back in an hour or so collected some berries, nuts, and a rabbit. The night goes on and you go undisturbed, though there feels a little unease as if you may have been spied on throughout the night. However it's morning now and you are all alive, hurray.<br><br>[If you want some private, or public getting together with the rest of the party you can do so here (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=112015.0). If you want to make your own thread for naughty things that's fine too.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>08-07-2011, 20:41:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael is cooking the rabbit and mixing in berries and nuts together to make fresh crunchy porridge out of them. Thinking mix rabbit meat to form enough dishes for everyone. Hearing Layla's question he replied; "We do plan go deeper after we rest Layla."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>09-07-2011, 10:00:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stretching and enjoying the rest after that annoyed fight. Smiling at the others as I watch them cook the meal of rabbits and berries, and very much enjoying this restful spite. Looking around some more at the caverns and thinking over possible defensive spells, but sorely lacking in any at the moment. I'm sure the nice brave men can help with that, while I get in some delightful sleep. After this meal, naturally. <br><br>(Having not much left to do but to sleep and meditate for my new spells and what not. If anyone wants to get naughty with momohime, just contact me.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>15-07-2011, 15:36:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael finishes cooking the rabbit and then splits it up between the folks along with small handful of berries as appetizers. He himself took flank side and gave Lavael one rabbit's legs to chew on.<br><br>OOC: Craft:Cooking check 19.<br>At 2011-07-15 08:36:01, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+3 Result: 19 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=29549)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>15-07-2011, 22:11:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg4869368#msg4869368">Quote from: ulthakptah on 01-07-2011, 21:17:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Beal takes the two items and heads of to hunt for food. Leaving the rest of you with nothing to eat except for the bear that had been skinned preped and is on a spit roast over the fire that the monsters were cooking before you rudely murdered them all. He comes back in an hour or so collected some berries, nuts, and a rabbit. The night goes on and you go undisturbed, though there feels a little unease as if you may have been spied on throughout the night. However it's morning now and you are all alive, hurray.<br><br>[If you want some private, or public getting together with the rest of the party you can do so here (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=112015.0). If you want to make your own thread for naughty things that's fine too.]<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I already skipped it to next morning, any chatting that you want to do can do in the other thread I set up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>15-07-2011, 22:19:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Waking up in the morning and feeling very much refreshed, for now. Going about my daily morning routine of a hourly meditation for the need for my new spells. Sitting near the fire and going about that duty, letting the others go about their own needs and desires. Keeping Ruby close by and maintaining a nice close breathing exercise for my mediation. Already wearing my best kimono, always wanting to look nice and sexy for people and monsters. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>15-07-2011, 23:25:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fixing her hair and performing some touch ups to her make up, Layla looks over the others, standing with her hands on her hips she sighs.&nbsp; "Okay so what's the plan...are we going deeper into this thing or what?" she strutted about the room a bit, her pumps blunking loudly on the stone.&nbsp; It was somewhat obvious she meant only to start a conversation as to what the plans were...not really provide any input of her own.&nbsp; She was still hoping to get away from the area in the long run...this cave had been somewhat of a diversion.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>16-07-2011, 01:35:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael was on watch duty most of the night, but he slept in reverie the remaining hours before others started wake up. Lavael stretches besides him and he slowly stirs awake. He picks his bow and places string on it. Hearing Layla's question he replies; "We will plan to investigate further this cave, go deeper. The monsters had to come from somewhere."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>19-07-2011, 09:12:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While Bael spent time in reverie, Makanian kept watch, his eyes seeming to glow in the gloom as he glanced around, watching as everyone slowly rose from sleep.&nbsp; He nodded.&nbsp; "That is true as toasted toads," he said, glancing around at the walls.&nbsp; "The problem is, I couldn't find any other entrances, aside from that one.&nbsp; Seems to me, we shouldn't send the entire group down there, just in case those things come back," he said, smiling as he rose, dusting off his knees.&nbsp; "Of course, I will volunteer to go down the dark and likely lethally deadly tunnel."<br><br>Maylea slowly stretched, finally awakening from a long, very-much needed nap, blinking her eyes slowly as she rose, carefully checking herself over, only to realize her rather unclothed state.&nbsp; Squeaking, she immediately seemed to vanish, diving behind Bael's companion as she peeked out from closest to the wall.&nbsp; "Um... my things... please...&nbsp; I'm rather... I'm in a bit of a compromising position?" she said softly, her eyes blinking slowly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>20-07-2011, 23:31:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael was stretching when suddenly Maylea realizes her nude state, he chuckles while Lavael looks with whimper on him, confused why Maylea is hiding. True animals after all have no sense for nudity and need for clothes. Bael fetches Maylea's clothes, or what's left of them and gently tosses them over Lavael to hiding Maylea and says; "There, no need provoke some pleasant distraction while we scout the depths of this place."<br><br>Bael readies his new items to his arms and hands, saying to folks; "I recommend we send in now two people who can sneak around so we do not have repeat accident from last time when we send someone alone scout ahead."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>22-07-2011, 01:51:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla has no objections to Bael's plan, though she certianly doesn't volunteer to be one of the ones that goes ahead.&nbsp; After a moment of though though she chimes in, "Ya know, maybe we should just all go together...we seem to get in more trouble when there are less of us I've noticed!" she chuckled a bit and twirled a lock of her hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>03-08-2011, 05:05:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling at all of this and how smooth it is going, all things considered. Keeping out Ruby for any more Imps to stab, as there is bound to be more when it comes to those foul creatures. Not at all bothering to sneak around, as I just head on down the cave system and deeper into it, all the prepared for a fight. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>03-08-2011, 05:11:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still wordless and dour, Olard lumbers after the mage, heavy footsteps trudging along the passage. Where it grows too narrow for his body to fit, he sinks down into the solid earth and walks that way, his shoulders and head protruding above the surface.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 11:38:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Momohime with fiery gusto marches into the unknown depths ready to battle what ever she finds. Olard in tow, lumbering through the two small tunnel for him. Going down a slight incline the adventures meet their next great challenge, a big metal door! The tunnel ends with a metal door. What will you ever do now?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 22:15:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gasp! A metal door!? Well that is just rather shocking considering the level of security so far within this cave. Standing off tot he side and palm outwards towards the metal door for Olard. <strong>"Say Olard, care to take care of this lovely and totally non-threatening door? I would take care of it myself, but oh my, I am just oh so tired at the moment!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 22:21:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay."<br><br>Olard studies the door for a moment, then submerges entirely and tries to go underneath it, surfacing slowly on the other side to see if there is anything or anyone waiting, or if the door is trapped.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 23:31:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Olard moves under the door and finds that it is attached to a large metal box. It probably is a room or system of rooms that must contain whatever is making these bizarre freaks of nature. The metal doesn't seem all that thick, and with Olard being as strong as he is, could probably just rip through it like parchment, or go back and kick down their door.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">If you wanted to break the door/floors/wall you could either use a strength check or try to sunder. Either will work really.</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 01:09:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eyeing the metal box suspiciously, Olard winds back his fist, then punches it neatly off the door before going to work on the door itself.<br><br>(Mountain Hammer for 4d6+15, ignoring hardness, then 3 rounds of 2d6+15 before MH recharges.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 17:26:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When the group reaches a metal door, Bael and his cooshie companion Lavael are holding the rear. He is holding his bow ready in his hand and looking keenly at the door, saying quietly to others; "Should we prepare some buff spells ready for trouble what may reside beyond that metal door?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 05:30:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Too late for buffs as Olard winds back his fist and slams into the door knocking it off its hinges and launching it down the metal corridor. The flying door causes a jittery looking goblin to jump out of his chair and panic. <strong>"Erk! Oh man, oh man! One of the monster broke through the door! Agh! What should I do! Ah! it's going to eat me before I can warn the other, Erg!"</strong> He is standing in a small corner keeping to himself. Holding his arms up in defense as he shakes. The goblin looked like the other. Not to say that all goblins look alike, but what I meant was this one is also wearing a long what used to be white tatter coat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 05:35:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla quickly puts her hand ou to Momo, "Okay Ms. Kill let's give this little guy a chance to talk hmm?". Slowly then the blonde bimbo took a few strutting steps towards the goblin and with a sultry smile waved at him, "So uhmm... before I allow this monster to eat you, maybe you could tell me what this place is?&nbsp; What are you guys doig in this cave?&nbsp; If I like whay I heat maybe you can keep your life...hmmm?" she giggled and started to twirl some of her hair as she leaned forward to get more at the goblin's level.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 05:51:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The goblin still shakes in the corner as he speaks <strong>"Gah! don't let it eat me! We just work here, man! Erg! A gnome used to work here. He was the one who hired, Ah! We feed the machine so it give us the feels goods, Erk!"</strong> The goblin doesn't stop with his nervous mannerisms. His whole body has the shakes and his eyes dart back and forth between Olard and Layla.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 06:01:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WiTh a confused expression upon her face Layla stands up straight for a moment and then looks back to the group, with the same confused expression.&nbsp; Eventually she turns back to the goblin, bending forward and squating a bit at her knees to look at the creature at eye level, "the...feels good?" she giggled a bit as she asked. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 06:06:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Erg! yeah, with the feels goods we don't need to eat or drink. Ah! we just feel good man!"</strong> The goblin jitters in the corner more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 04:39:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching all of this and feeling somewhat bad about murdering that other goblin. Well just a little bit, since it was peeking at me! Watching this new one with some interest as it talks about a gnome, probably a wizard. Which is always such a hassle dealing with those crazy bastards. Watching all of this from the side lines for the time being, and making sure that nothing that gnome has created shows up from the sides or through the walls. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 21:19:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla looked back at the others with yet another confused expression before turning back to face the misreable litle creature once more, this time she squatted down and tilted her head to the side a bit as she spoke to him, "Uhmm...is the gnome still around!&nbsp; Where is he?" she pondered for a second before asking a second question, "Machine?&nbsp; What machine do you feed?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 22:33:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The goblin has stopped cowering so much in the corner. However he can stop the jittery shaking of his body. <strong>"Grah! The gnome left. We used to have more things to do for him, but Argh! Now we just take the things of the people his monsters kill and Merah! feed it to the machine. The machine is what makes the feels goods. Erk! and all those monsters."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>16-08-2011, 02:17:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla took a few steps back from the goblin and simply shrugged as she looked to the rest of the group.&nbsp; "Okay, so there you have it.&nbsp; What else do you guys want me to ask him?&nbsp; Oh!&nbsp; I know!" she perked up quickly and turned back to the goblin, "Okay...can you take us to this machine?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>16-08-2011, 03:23:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Grah! Sure thing. I could use more feels goods. Erk! I just need to fix something first, Argh!"</strong> The goblin walks over and comically lifts up the broken metal door, and sets it crooked in the frame. He holds out his hands to make sure the door doesn't fall before walking down the hall. The rest of you were welcome to follow if you like. Walking down the corridor you end up walking through a place that must be a prison of some sort. Cells lined the walls and were filled with corpses of various creatures. Most of them were nothing but bones with various collars and bindings, but one was still identifiable as a minotaur. His body looked withered as if it was starved, and he was wearing a golden cowbell unlike the others. <strong>"The Machine is in the room ahead, Ah!"</strong><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Various Knowledge checks can identify the species of the dead bodies. Roll them if you care.</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>16-08-2011, 22:04:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael and his animal companion follows the goblin, he looks on the cells and feels pity for the creatures in there but he does not linger and study them to identify. But no doubt the gnome has been crazy and cruel, like all mad scientists are. Also he wonders how come machine creates the monsters from before? Does machine been fed with bodies and animated life to them like somesort wicked flesh golems? But why golems would have need to eat as they tried cook one party members?!<br><br>With these thougths, wondering, Bael followed along with others.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>17-08-2011, 05:10:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Following along as well, not at all concerned that I killed his friend or what ever. maybe lover, but the idea of goblins having sex is the sort of thing that starts arson. Keeping out Ruby for the time being to make sure to be nice and paranoid about possible monsters down here. Not at all trusting that goblin about a machine and what not. How would they even know how to operate it without killing themselves in a comically timed fireball of doom and destruction? <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>18-08-2011, 00:19:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla follows the goblin down the hall, she looks at a few remains of whatever it is that is in the cells but decides to stop...it was too depressing.&nbsp; Instead the blonde simply followed the goblin, her pumps clanking loudly on the stone ground with each step.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>20-08-2011, 22:16:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With no rubber necking at the dead creatures you make it through the cells in no time at all. Pretty soon you end up in a big metal room. Goblins just like him are scattered across the room. They seem much calmer than the one with you as they lay back and stare at their hands with big dilated eyes. There was also a large thing against the wall. It was made of metal and gears and one part was a glass container filled with a green goo much like the other creatures melted into. The whole thing was two stories high and had railing form workers to walk up on. The goblin that lead you there started to head up the scaffolding. Once at the top he grabbed shiny things out of a bag and threw them into the tank of green goo. Soon a ding was heard and he scurried back down to an area where he placed his arm. The goblin pressed a button and a needle came out and stuck his arm. His eyes started to dilate and he acted like the others.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>24-08-2011, 18:19:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a confused expression upon her slutty face Layla looked to the others after the goblind had seemingly injected himself with some sort of drug and simply shrugged.&nbsp; "Uhmm...so does this clear up where the monsters were coming from or what?" she simple giggled and then looked back at the mahcine.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>25-08-2011, 08:46:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael observes the device and sees how goblin injects himself to become dilated and he with frown says; "This whole device is abomination of nature....it transforms other humanoids into those monsters which we fought before! Also if my suspicion is correct....it uses living humanoids, or corpses of them, as fuel to produce drug which makes these goblins get their 'happy times'! We must destroy this device thoroughly fashion."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>01-09-2011, 10:10:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				[*Rolls up DM sleeves* Okay if no one has anything else to add lets start this boss fight.]<br><br>The goblin you're with pops up at the sound of you wanting to destroy the machine that makes his happiness. "NOOOOOOOOOOES!!! You can destroy our feels goods!" He runs up to the machine and pulls a lever. You all hear an alarm spell and all the goblins start to dreamily come out of their stupors. "Not a drill! Run! Run! Run!!!" All the goblins start to scatter into what look like little dog doors hiding into the walls. A portcullis off to the side starts to lift up into the air. It's dark but you see the stiletto of one of those large monster you fought outside. However once it steps into the light you see it is all pale and stretchy like the monsters with the tentacle arms, like someone had cover one of their skeletons with white clay. It wore a large suit of platemail that shimmered like it was mithral while carrying a hammer that was ridiculously over sized even for it. It's eyes were empty like an animal stricken mad. The large two orbs scanned over you before it let out a roar that shook the room.<br><br>Roll initiative: 18 to go before the monster<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Map</div><div class="spoiler_body">The big thing is the machine the smaller things are crates(http://img10.imageshack.us/img10/6218/rock1k.jpg)</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>01-09-2011, 12:40:06</strong>
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				Bael sees the montrosity before him! No doubt mosnter having great deal of strenght in it's side and knowing it is going to hurt a lot others in group! He quickly and swiftly moves closer, just in point blank range to the monster and chants spell with his free hand; <em>"Dascio carna!"</em> He points finger towards the monster a sickly green/gray beam shoots from his finger on the monster's hide! Intending cripple his might lot less than it's now! bael turns and speaks in sylvan and his dog barks and moves charge towards the monster with all speedy might of a cooshie!<br><br>OOC: Rolled 26 iniative (nat 20). Move 25'ft forward (to corner of machine) and cast Ray of Enfeeblement. Rolled 30 hit vs touch AC, spell resistance only applies if any. Rolled 8pts strenght penalty to monster for 5 minutes. Lavael rolled 22 initiative and Bael orders it to charge and bull rush. Lavael gets +10 bonus to bull rush check (+4 str, +4 feat and +2 from doing charge) and thanks improved bull rush foe cannot 'dodge' it nor AoO comes doing so. Lavael rolled 27 in bull rush check, if foe fails it Lavael pushes it towards back to the cell where monster came from or (if GM allows) tackle foe down prone by raw force where it stands now.<br><br><strong>STR penalty:</strong><br>At 2011-09-01 05:24:40, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d6a+2 Result: 8 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31039)<br><strong>Ranged Touch:</strong><br>At 2011-09-01 05:23:24, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+13 Result: 30 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31038)<br><strong>Initiative:</strong><br>At 2011-09-01 05:22:23, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+6 Result: 26 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31037)<br><strong>Lavael Initiative:</strong><br>At 2011-09-01 05:29:40, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+4 Result: 22 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31040)<br><strong>Lavael Bull Rush:</strong><br>At 2011-09-01 05:36:29, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+10 Result: 27 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31043)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>01-09-2011, 18:45:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Upon seeing the beast Layla's eye lite up, "Not good!" she quickly gets away from it, heading back towards the entrance to the room at which point she begins one of her magical dances in an attempt to demoralize the beast and make it less effective against her allies!<br><br>Initiative: 17!<br>Actions: Move back to the doorway and begin demoralizing dance!
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>02-09-2011, 07:06:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8373 (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8373)<br><br>Watching all of this with a bit of disdain, as that machine is just ugly! It needs to be destroyed just for that sake alone, all the while just standing there with Ruby out, watching in disdain as the goblins call their doggie. Watching it and that weird ranger go up to it and start attacking. Letting him deal with discovering what sort of evils this bastard has, while limbering through my spells for something interesting. <br><br>Ah yes, this should do. Chanting and waving my free hand around and casting one of my better defensive spells. Not going to attack this thing until it shows its capacities. <br><br><strong>"Stoneskin!"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>05-09-2011, 21:16:56</strong>
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				(Init 9)<br><br>War-chain still in hand, Olard is still sluggish and morose, reacting slowly to the monster's appearance. He pulls a potion from his belt and swallows it, growing in size.<br><br>(on my action, Enlarge Person to Huge.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>07-09-2011, 18:30:57</strong>
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				[Well, Pink hasn't been on for a week now, so let just skip him for now. For the sake of making things run fast, and saving lives. There won't be anything to jump you once you win this battle, so feel free to go all out. Also coruscating means flashy or sparkly. I don't know why you thin ray of enfeeblement is green and sickly.]<br><br>The beam goes and hits the beast and it's shoulders start to slack. It didn't look like it cared all to much but it looked weaker still. The green dog charges at the monstrous thing. It's dull eyes look at the thing charging with no fear. Lavael sort of just bounces off him like he ran into a brick wall. Sort of comical thinking a dog could move what might as well be a boulder. <br><br>It's eyes dart over to Layla who backed up and started to dance in the doorway. She seemed to be effectively distracting him. Momo's spells goes of with out a hitch. The brute didn't even acknowledge her.<br><br>He started to lumbers forward not paying any attention to the strange dog that bounced off him. His hammer was of a black metal with etchings in dwarven that reveled gold underneath. He dragged it across the floor making scrapes in the stone. His arms stretch like rubber as he started to swing the hammer around him. Stretching his arms much longer than they appeared to be a few moments ago, the muscles in his arms clench as the hammer swings and hit Beal. Thunk! 48 damage!<br><br>Olard has no problems taking out a flask and downing it growing to a size larger than the beast they are fighting.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Map</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://img708.imageshack.us/img708/8808/rock2b.jpg)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 01:26:29</strong>
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				War-chain whirling about his head, Olard lumbers forth, lashing out at the enemy. "You fight me now, ugly monster-thing!"<br><br>(Switch to Iron Guard's Glare stance, -4 on melee attacks against people who aren't me. Move up 20ft., declare Knight's Challenge on the monster, then hit it with Mountain Hammer.Hits AC25 for 34 damage, bypassing all DR/hardness.)<br><br>Status: 85/85 HP, AC28, Steely Resolve 0/10. Enlarge Person, 9 rounds remaining.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 11:42:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael yells in pain when monster hits him hard! Groaning in agony when hammer blow shatters each and every bone in his body! He barely can contain himself conscious after the attack!<br><br><em>Must get farther away, this is crazy! I weakened it already with my spell and it has this much power!</em><br><br>Bael acrobatically rolls away from the monster and it's long reach, moving back he raises his bow with two arrows and launches two arrows towards the monster. First one flying towards monsters eye! Second thudding somewhere it's thick body.<br><br>Lavael barks and flanks monster with Olard and makes powerful snapping bite on heel of the monster.<br><br>OOC: Tumble one square back and move one square upper-right as part of his tumble. Then as standard action use manyshot. Lavael flanks monster with Olard and bites it. Bael has 3 HP left.<br><br><strong>Tumble check: 24</strong><br>At 2011-09-08 04:26:18, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+7 Result: 24 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31293)<br><br><strong>Manyshot first shot: Nat 20 hit AC 32, crit confirm vs AC 25. 6pts piercing magic dmg normal hit, 22pts piercing magic dmg on crit (forgot point blank shot bonus).</strong><br>At 2011-09-08 04:29:09, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+11 Result: 31 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31294)<br>At 2011-09-08 04:29:36, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+11 Result: 24 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31297)<br>At 2011-09-08 04:30:01, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d8a+3 Result: 5 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31298)<br>At 2011-09-08 04:30:06, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d8a+3 Result: 9 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31299)<br>At 2011-09-08 04:30:11, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d8a+3 Result: 6 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31300)<br><br>Manyshot second shot: Hit AC 27, 7pts piercing magic dmg<br>At 2011-09-08 04:29:15, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+11 Result: 26 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31295)<br>At 2011-09-08 04:30:16, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d8a+3 Result: 6 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31301)<br><br><strong>Lavael's Bite: Hit ac 21, does 10pts bludgeon(piercing dmg.</strong><br>At 2011-09-08 04:40:42, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+11 Result: 21 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31302)<br>At 2011-09-08 04:40:53, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d8a+6 Result: 10 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31303)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>17-09-2011, 23:35:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Momohime (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9443)<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://img109.imageshack.us/img109/4082/bb08073848ea3aa8c29e5d4.png)</div> Watching the fight from the safety of the background, while still charging up my own spells and getting ready to enter the fray, but before that, I see its magical hammer and its stretchy arms, and decide to do something about its obviously magical weapon. Pointing a finger at the monster and casually chanting out the spell needed for such an experiment: <br><br><strong><em>" Dispel Magic!"</em></strong> The force of the null magic hitting the weapon, affecting first the most powerful enchantment on it and down the line until something get dispelled. Smiling to myself as that should help deal with this horrid monster, and we can get out of this dark cave and explode that infernal machine. <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Nat 20 on my dispel magic check, his weapon is now suppressed for 3 rounds. It is now just a masterwork weapon.</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>18-09-2011, 03:44:13</strong>
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				Olard with his chain swinging through the air turn and smash into the side of the brute. It let out a grunt or a growl it was hard to tell. Either way it didn't look all too happy with Olard. Beal's first arrow when straight for the monster's eye. However once it got close his eye socket shift around on his face making the arrow just stick into flesh. The second arrow Hit the beast in the shoulder, but it's eyes was focused on Olard. Momohime, well it's hard to tell if her dispel had worked or not. Nothing looked different, but no one at the time can see magic auras anyway. The beast slowly stepped forward trying to get revenge for being hit with a weighted chain. After it walks it winds up it's hammer and comes swinging down at Olard's floating shield.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">occ</div><div class="spoiler_body">Monster (CMD:32 AC:24 Touch:8) Sunders Olards shield with a CMB 40 for 47 damage ignoring hardness. If that destroys the shield the attack cleaves through for 42 damage</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">map</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://img13.imageshack.us/img13/3908/rock3f.jpg)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>18-09-2011, 05:54:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Already ready with another quick spell to further slow this monster down, waving my arms about and chanting the same spell, this time aiming for the monster itself. <strong><em>" Dispel Magic!"</em></strong> Hitting the monster as the null magic cackles once again, going through any magical enhancements or anything that is powering it. Still mostly guessing that this thing is some sort of golem and that hitting it with null magic will do wonders. <br><br>(23 on dispel magic to eat away at one enhancement on the flesh golem.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>18-09-2011, 17:33:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After Momohime casts her dispel magic on whatever the creature is Bael rolls agilely backwards from the creature's reach and moves farther away. Launching a pair of new arrows towards the golem, hoping his efforts actually are affecting the golem and wondering how it's eye shifted in that clearly deadly shot! With green glow his quiver calls back arrows which he shot.<br><br>Bael draws two arrows, this time not your regular cold iron piercing arrows from his quiver, but two precious expensive admantine serpent tongue arrows! He launches them while Lavael barks and charges on the giant from behind! Trying get good juicy bite on it's flesh!<br><br>OOC: Tumble again. 3 squares costing go to north-west, then 1 square again north-west (moving normal, assuming creature has 10'ft reach but if I am wrong it costs 2 squares then as I continue tumble). Then two squares to west. After that Bael uses Manyshot again and Lavael charges in.<br><br><strong>Manyshot 1; Hit AC 26, doing 8pts slashing admantine magic dmg</strong><br>At 2011-09-18 10:25:28, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+12 Result: 26 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31627)<br>At 2011-09-18 10:26:31, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d8a+3 Result: 8 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31629)<br><br><strong>Manyshot 2; Hit AC 20, doing 5pts slashing admantine magic dmg</strong><br>At 2011-09-18 10:25:38, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+12 Result: 20 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31628)<br>At 2011-09-18 10:26:41, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d8a+3 Result: 5 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31630)<br><br><strong>Lavael charge flanked bite attack; Hit 21 flat-footed AC, doing 18pts piercing/bludgeoning dmg.</strong><br>At 2011-09-18 10:31:39, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+8 Result: 21 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31631)<br>At 2011-09-18 10:32:09, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d8a+11 Result: 18 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31632)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>18-09-2011, 18:32:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Olard's shield is cracked down the middle and almost turned concave by the impact, riding the impact backwards hard enough into his chest to make him grunt in pain, but doggedly, loyally remains in the air to defend its owner. Still sheltered behind it, he swings out with his chain again, targeting the creature's leg to leave it more vulnerable against his allies.<br><br>(A Large +1 Tower Shield has 50 HP, so it survives with 3Hp remaining. Attack with Vanguard Strike, hits AC31 for 21 damage. Allies have a +4 to attacks against the monster next turn.<br><br>Status: 85/85 HP, AC28, Steely Resolve 0/10. Enlarge Person, 9 rounds remaining.)<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>19-09-2011, 00:41:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				From what Momohime knew about magic this thing in front of her was not a flesh golem or any sort of magical construct. In fact the creature was more likely to be a shapechanger. Whose abilities to change shape were supernatural and unaffected by her dispelling. However her spell did manage to dispel the enfeeblement enchantment from her friend. The monster stopped slumping as much and smiled as it looked towards Olard.<br><br>Beal's first arrow sunk into the beast's flesh but the other tinked off some of his armor. Lavael got a big mouth full of flesh but the creatures naturally tough skin was hard to bite through. Olard big chained weapon hits the brute again. He really isn't liking being hit by it. The monster starts to get more mad at Olard. Growling as he swings his enormous hammer slamming it into Olard's shield. The crumpled piece of metal sticks to the head of the hammer as it comically hits Olard and sends him flying across the room into the large machine. What isn't funny was just about every bone in Olard's body was shattered. A large crack started to form in the glass started to form Olard's impact with it.<br><br>The beast was breathing heavily as blackened blood and other bile leaked from his mouth. The obvious cause being all the blunt trauma from Olard. There were also three arrows sticking in him making her lose more of that sick looking goop. The monster must be pretty badly hurt.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">occ</div><div class="spoiler_body">The monster got a 37 on his sunder. Didn't bother rolling damage because of the shield had 3 hp left. The cleave attack was a nat 20 confirming with a 33. Getting critted with a weapon that has a x4 is never a good thing and damage dealt is 252</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Map</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://img36.imageshack.us/img36/766/rock4u.jpg)</div></div><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>19-09-2011, 09:54:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael curses when he saw Momohime dispell his earlier spell effect from the brute and says to her; "Momohime, stop dispelling and focus kill the thing! It got weakened by my spell earlier so spells work on it!"<br><br>Bael saw Olard was not good at all and he himself is not best of shapes, a one hit from monster can outright kill him. Lavael was most likely next one get hit by it! So worried for further damage to his animal companion or others he chants a spell and fires a beam of necrotic energy to the brute, to try reduce it's strenght once again. But he feels it is not as potent as it was before. After his ray attack he moves siwftly to the entrance of the cavern where Layla is...dancing? Lavael barks and goes again to bite the brute despite it's resilient hide. Hoping distract or down the brute for good before it causes more harm! However instead Lavael stumbles when brute turns and knocks the bite attempt at side, with whimper Lavael moves around regain it's footing.<br><br><strong>Ray hits vs 26 touch AC</strong><br>At 2011-09-19 02:49:11, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+13 Result: 26 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31678)<br><br><strong>Ray of enfeeblement str dmg</strong><br>At 2011-09-19 02:48:49, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d6a+2 Result: 5 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31677)<br><br><strong>Lavael bite; nat 1 in attack roll</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>19-09-2011, 14:36:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Olard hits the machine. He also hits the floor, ceiling, and several walls.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>20-09-2011, 02:34:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching the dwarf get essentially blown to pieces, as I let out a short cry of horror and pain at the loss. Getting quite serious now as I draw out Ruby, the blade slinking out of its scabbard, as the blade is shining bright with twin fire and electric auras. Holding it into the air and letting out a cry of arcane power, as the blade grows with even more arcane might, a cold aura now entangling the blade and intermixing with the fire and lightning. Yelling out all the harder as the blade itself turns from steel to pure cold, along with adding even more coldness onto the now purely arcane weapon. <br><br>Charging forward with a decisive strike, one that could easily destroy this cavern if I miss!<br><br>(Spell stored in katana from wizards favored item, selective fireball. Spell stored from spell storing, shocking grasp. Free action to imbue weapon with keen and cold aura with arcane pool point. Free action to spend arcane pool point to change blade from slashing to cold damage. Using spell strike to add frost bite to the blade attack. Spending swift action to use arcane accuracy and gain +6 to attack. Spending arcane pool point as a free action to gain black blade strike. <br><br>Total for attack roll: +17<br>Total damage if hit: 1d10cold+7+7d6fire+3+5d6lightning+3+1d6cold+8<br><br>Attack of 26 to hit, with 75 total damage dealt.)<br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>20-09-2011, 03:04:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beal's ray hit the beast, and Lavael trips over his own feet. The only hope is the brave little samurai girl Momohime. Their eyes meet as she calls upon her magic powers. Her sword glows with three different elements, then she dashes. Quickly running at the monster he pulls up his hammer ready to strike. They both swing and there's a flash of light. <br><br>Momohime was standing behind the monster now. She falls to a knee coughing up mouth fulls of blood. Beal and Layla can see the front of the monster. He looked unharmed. Then a red line slowly came to sight down his chest, before erupting with magic. <br><br>The monster had trouble standing and started to stumble backwards. He fell into the machine next to where Olard was cracking the glass the rest of the way. The tank filled with green goo rolled out more like a fog covering everything there. When the fog cleared Olard and the monster were missing, and you all felt strangely different.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Anyway fights over. I hope no one minded me hamming it up a little. The monster hit Momo for 46 damage, but then she killed it. So anything you wanted to check out in the place you should do that now. If you haven't already you should switch over to pathfinder stuff. Layla doesn't have to worry about it as she is being written out and won't see combat anymore. Get ready for new players.</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>20-09-2011, 09:25:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(OOC: Need convert my char pathfinder indeed, and so my animal companion also)<br><br>Seeing the big beast fall down and collapse onto the machine along with Olard he tried rush to use wand on Olard just for chance he could be alive after that attack. But then green goo mist appears to devour him and the monster and both disappear. Instead he moved to Momohime and touched her with wand and starting use charges from the wand to cure her while saying; "Excellent killing blow, but we lost Olard.....what heck mist did over there? Where they went to?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>21-09-2011, 01:59:03</strong>
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				Shuddering some from the blow I took, kneeling there with Ruby holding me up, as it slowly reverts back to a normal +2 katana. Very much glad for the healing as I watch the machine and the boss thingy and olard disappear into the void. Shrugging to him as I slowly get back up and put Ruby back into her scabbard, even with her protests for more blood. <br><br><strong>" In any case we shall not be harassed by that machine and the horrors it produces any more. I for one would enjoy a bath and out of this dank cave, and staying around here for any longer is not prudent."</strong> Still, I go about looting what I can find that looks shiny and emits magic, via detect magic. No sense having all of that go to waste!
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2011, 02:41:05</strong>
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				Looking around you see that the goblins hadn't throw away all the magic items into the machine yet, and there still were some scattered about piles of coins. Rolled up on one of the piles was a fancy looking carpet. From the patterns on it were most likely from the desert region of the continent. A small box filled with odd looking crystals, the crystals being the magic items. There was also a magical necklace made of stringed clay beads. Last, but not least was a wand. The piles of coins were mostly copper and silver, but the total worth of the money was somewhere about four thousand gold. Really it was 4,378 gold.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>21-09-2011, 04:06:45</strong>
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				Looting all of that and going to sort it later. Needing to get out of this damn cave before that explosion I caused decides to bring the entire place down!
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>21-09-2011, 07:40:10</strong>
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				Bael helps recover all magic items and the loot, stuffing it to his backpack after he had cured himself and Momohime decently enough and burning off the magic of the wand. Once done he departs with Momohime back to the town and to the inn.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 01:13:32</strong>
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				The party exits the cave leaving all the goblins there to deal with their own business. Once you get out Momohime speak up about how she didn't want to go back to Targus and that the reason she came in the first place was because of a famous bath house on the other side of the forest. Since none of you had business back in Targus there wasn't a reason to back track out of the woods while you were half way through it.<br><br>Walking towards the bath house the trail begins to head up hill. The trees are less abundant now as you are nearing the top of the hill. Once at the peak you see the trail lead through a small dip in the mountains that cut Targus off from the rest of the continent. They ground her looks a little like it was shaped by man, making it wider so they could build a small outpost here. The place itself was bustling. Word about monster must have gotten out because there looked to be monster hunters, adventurers, and mercenaries from all over. They are going to be pissed when you tell them you already killed all the monsters.<br><br>The bath house in question that Momohime wanted to go to was by far the largest building in the area. It was against the rocky side of a cliff, and you could see steam rising behind the fences from their open baths. The rest of the outpost were shacks and stalls that sold general items and souvenirs. However there were many opportunist merchants selling expensive weapons and items to combat the monsters in the woods.<br><br>[Enter new players]
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 03:31:05</strong>
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				"You were right about this place being a nesting ground for monsters and adventurers alike. Finding the 'raw materials' you seek to expand your magical power will not be difficult, but I worry about your safety." &nbsp;Within the steamy air of the bat house one of an identical pair of exotic looking men spoke to the androgynous pale figure bathing in a copper tub he had rented for the hour.&nbsp; "The adventurers and creatures of the wild both have been known to carry such prejudices against us. " The other twin added, blending his own voice so perfectly where his brother's left off that anyone listening but not looking would have trouble telling that there were two individuals speaking. <br><br>The twin's hair glistened deep green as if spun from emeralds while their skin was the palest of golden tones. Tall and lean, but well muscled they patiently attended to the icy beauty of a male (indeed when looking closely it does seem to be a male)&nbsp; in the copper basin.&nbsp; Most who met them assumed them to be elves, an aristocrat and his twin stuards. In reality someone of sufficient knowledge would realize that though it seemed to be an eclectic trio it was really just 2 beings, neither of elven ancestry. The twins were of a race known as the Dvati, beings who's artistic souls burned to brightly to be contained in one body so they were given two with but a single conscious. The white haired master hailed from the union of a nymph and a human.<br><br>&nbsp;"This entire venture is but a calculated risk. What can we really gain from hiding ourselves away?" &nbsp;The white haired male turned his body over, hanging his head out of the tub and exposing his back to be washed while he spoke. &nbsp;"Oh my child. . . Let us not hide in the snowbanks only to melt when the thaw inevitable comes. I need to be here to stand against the garishness of light and warmth as well as the ravages of chaos and change. Power begets power and with it I can reach out and offer to hold more in my cold and loving embrace." <br><br>One of the dual bodied men dabbed at his master's back with a sponge while the other manicured his hands. Their sculpted bodies were fully exposed to the public in the bath house, their male organs hanging thick and low enough between their thighs to be suspect of having gone through magical enhancement. <br><br>"Don't fear the world's population. The zealous eventually fall on their own and there are many who would barter with us for more then coin. Your mother maggot has a lot to offer to another's cause as do you my sweet child. We have much to offer, much to envy and much to love."<br><br><br><strong><em>Jerion the Dvati</em></strong> (Is more muscular then shown in image but close enough)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://i659.photobucket.com/albums/uu315/Pale_Enchantress/Sexy_green.jpg) </div></div><br><em><strong>Mircalla the Unseelie Half-Nymph </strong></em><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2011/089/8/2/albino_vampire_by_vakidzashi-d3ctf4d.png)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 05:17:10</strong>
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				Very much glad that this horrid trip is over with, as that cave was just terrible! Looking of the town and the large bathhouse, as I am already liking this place very much. Wondering if I should bother identifying these here magical items I looted or going to the bathhouse first. Pondering over this while I step into the small town and see the local flavor and how there is just way too many adventuring scum about. Probably here for the giant flesh monster that I just exploded earlier today. Sighing as I hear Ruby think and telepathically say the same damn thing into my brain, which already has a headache, thank you very much!<br><br><strong><em>"Hey! These assholes think they still have a job after I exploded that monster! That is just adorable.</em></strong> <strong>"Well I suppose you had some hand in it, but it was my arcane prowess that saved the day. In any case, I am calling it right here that when news get out that some sexy girl with a katana just exploded the monster that was running the cave that there will be riots and bandit gangs forming. No work for dirty anti-social misfits with swords and clubs means plenty of trouble in the short term."</strong><br><br>Saying my part of the conversation out loud for any one to hear, as I am just too far tired and pissed off to care if anyone listens in. Still wondering to myself if I should take a bath or identify those items, before it dawns on me. A evil smile on my lips, as I can just do both at the same time! Sauntering off to the bath house and entering it with delight, ordering myself and my comrade a suite inside with its own private bath. Quite dirty and ruffled from that cave exploration, and still quite annoyed over how these sorts of fights happen in dank dirty places. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 08:48:09</strong>
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				Bael followed Momohime to the baths, as the very idea sounded nearly heavenly after the painful trek through the caverns. Lavael also was so eager he barked and ran off back and forth between the bath and back to the group as if shout to them to hurry up! Hearing Momohime's musings he groans and says; "Oh great, now everyone start glare daggers at us for taking nice job opportunity. If you borrow me the nice identification glasses I could check what the items are while you bath....if you promise make it for me worthwhile." Bael says that while giving rakish grin and add; "Also did we not discuss earlier that I should give you a new massage, with oil this time, once we are back in civilization?" Bael follows while Momohime orders suite for the group.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ershin</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 01:56:36</strong>
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				Langley lay back in the bath she'd rented less than twenty minutes prior, the hot water soothing her muscles while the steam saw to opening up her pores, allowing them to breathe a little easier and removing the grime that naturally accumulates on the human body during the day. This was one of the few times she allowed herself to remove the colorless armor she usually wore, though the mithril would be unaffected, the weight of the material would never-the-less disrupt her relaxation. <br><br>The woman lowered herself into the bath, she was currently alone in the public facility, so was permitted to stretch out a little more than if more were in attendance. Sinking until her nose and eyes were all that remained in the air, she began to consider her options. To her, this was a brand new world and so it would be a little hard for her to adjust at first, what was acceptable before her trip to the Plane of Shadows may well be considered taboo now and vice versa. Quite frankly Langley had been surprised that the currency she carried had still been worth something. Even after all this time, it seemed that gold was still gold.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 03:57:46</strong>
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				Momohime could barley be overheard with all the hustle and bustle of the venders shouting about their wares. Even if they did who would believe her? Probably just a clever ploy to get all the monsters for herself. Ruby let out a telepathic sigh "Oh Hime-sama, you really need to act more like a lady if you ever are going to find a proper gentleman to marry..." There was girl at the front desk wearing a kimono (http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&amp;s=view&amp;id=1280052). When she asked for a private suite she smiled and said <strong>"Of course Miss, the honey moon suite is the only one not taken. That will be 200 gold coins"</strong> She tilts her head and smiles. Hoping to sell the most expensive room to a couple of rubes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 04:35:48</strong>
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				Far too mcuh in a foul mood to argue with the whore about prices, as I just throw around 400 gp at her to make sure that she shuts her trap and gets me a good room. Once she does lead the 2-3 of us there, I make sure to order enough food for 10 people and proceed to slam the door on her. Sighing out hard over finally getting to the final goal of today, a nice peaceful room with its own hot bath! <br><br>Striping out of my kimono and settling down into the nice hot water, moaning out nice and deep and very much getting a better mood over all of this! Settling Ruby into the water and wiggling a finger at her as well. <strong>"Now don't be a prude!"</strong> Splashing some water for the fun of it, while rummaging through my bag and going about using the monocle to identify all of them in good order. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 08:05:57</strong>
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				Bael seeing that Momohime was not in mood to talk and saw she started identify the magic items he undressed as well and moved to his own corner in the honeymoon suite shared bath. Starting wash and rub dirt and grime off his body and hair. Lavael barks and jumps onto the bath water in dive bomb fashion! laughing Bael says to Lavael; "Easy boy, I think these baths were designed for overgrown fat green canines!" Lavael only huffs for that and swims doggy around the pool happy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niki315</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 08:30:51</strong>
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				"Hey there holy girl, ya look a lil' out of place."&nbsp; A man stood on the road pointing a crossbow at her, blocking her way to the outpost.&nbsp; As he spoke three other men stepped out of the rocky terrain to surround her.<br><br>"You're making a big mistake."&nbsp; How they didn't notice the chainmail armor she was wearing was worth more than their entire party's acquired goods was beyond her.&nbsp; Not to mention she had a large great sword attached to her back.&nbsp; She hopped off of her horse and walked toward the man.&nbsp; He drew his sword.&nbsp; Fat lot of good that would do him.&nbsp; When she put her hand on her sword he chided her, "Ahh ahh ah!&nbsp; Don't try anything."&nbsp; He started approaching her, as did his buddies.&nbsp; <br><br>Triella rolled her eyes.&nbsp; "You have three seconds before you regret having ever lived."<br><br>He chuckled as he approached with an unfounded confidence.&nbsp; "Just give us yer money, and ya don't hafta get hurt."&nbsp; He licked his lips after he said it and stepped in close.&nbsp; "Unless ya really wanna get hurt."<br><br>Triella drew her sword and slashed into the bandit.&nbsp; His leather armor did almost nothing to protect him from Triella's great sword.&nbsp; He hit the ground hard and began to bleed out.&nbsp; A crossbow bolt was fired at her, but bounced off of wall of force just before hitting her.&nbsp; "Last chance, before I get serious."<br><br>All three men charged in; Triella easily evaded their attacks.&nbsp; Afterward she stepped back and held her hand out whispering, "Ossuruca teyesa."&nbsp; Triella seemed to split into four of herself.&nbsp; She laughed quietly, the sound almost daemonic.&nbsp; Her adversaries backed up slowly wondering if they should run or attempt to help out their friend.&nbsp; They didn't make it very far.&nbsp; The wall of Triellas stepped forward and two of the men were downed making their defenses appear less than worthless.&nbsp; The last man threw down his sword and surrendered.&nbsp; Triella knocked him unconscious.<br><br>When they woke up they were all tied together to her horse.&nbsp; Triella held the leader's masterwork shortsword and sheathed it on her hip.&nbsp; "You four are going to answer for your crimes.&nbsp; Now come with me."&nbsp; She hopped up onto her horse and started riding at a leisurely pace, though her prisoners were almost jogging to keep from getting dragged.<br><br>As she approached the outpost she hopped off and tied her horse to a post outside of the inn.&nbsp; She untied her horse from the bandits and tugged on the rope.&nbsp; "Come on.&nbsp; We're gonna get you guys a place to sleep tonight."&nbsp; Triella looked around to find some place of authority to turn in her bandits.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 09:11:54</strong>
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				The girl looked at you funny when you gave her 400 gold. She assumed you wanted the room for two nights and lead your party there. The room was very nice looking. It had an eastern feel to it, reminding Momohime and Ruby of home. A sliding paper door separated the room from the private bath area. More than large enough to swim around in. There was only one king sized bed. Which with three people should make for interesting sleeping arrangements.<br><br>As Momo dipped her sword in the water she made a relaxing cooing noise. However Ruby scoffs as she was accuse of being a prude "I'm only prudish compared to how much of a trollop you are Hime-sama." The items will take time and magic to identify. Needing to be able to see magical auras and all that jazz. Six of them so that will take time.<br><br>The public bath areas were separated by gender. The male side being full because of the ratio of male to female adventures. They all seemed to avoid the pale people in the copper bath. Not very much caring for androgynous necromancers and their cohorts. However a few of them were peaking into the girl's side. Using magic or old fashioned rogue powers they spied and whispered about a real beauty sitting alone on the other side of the wall.<br><br>Meanwhile outside their was still a crowded street of busy people when a woman came in on a horse with bandits in tow. After she asked about local law enforcers to take care of the bandits she had caught, a roar of laughter came from the crowds. Soon it died down and people got back to their own business. Seem that if you were looking for a town gaurd her you were out of luck.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 17:41:49</strong>
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				Sitting there in the bath and busying myself with enjoying the nice hot water and working on these magic items with the monocle and my superior magical skills. A smile on my face as things are finally turning around, but also wondering off the side of my head where that damn food is. Letting my breasts barely hang over the edge of the water, letting my nipple rings shine nicely as I work on the task at hand, while also chastising Ruby. <br><br><strong>"A sword like yourself would not know of the pleasures of the flesh."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niki315</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 18:35:13</strong>
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				Triella rolled her eyes.&nbsp; This was a lawless place it seemed; a place where people did what suited themselves.&nbsp; Triella looked at her prisoners, watching their faces turn from nervous to smug.&nbsp; She stared them down and their expressions fluttered back to nervousness.&nbsp; "Well then, as there is no statute for theft in this region I believe that an eye for an eye should be suitable.&nbsp; As I already hold all of your valuables, you are free to go.&nbsp; Make no mistake, if I catch you again I will not go easy on you."&nbsp; <br><br>Triella watched them scuttle off certain that they would be going back to their "business" before the night was out.&nbsp; She headed over to the inn, which seemed to have steam flowing out from around it.&nbsp; She paid for stabling for her horse Tessa and headed inside.&nbsp; "I'll need a room for the night, please."&nbsp; Her request was polite but short, not interested in talking details tonight.&nbsp; She fished in her belt pouch to find an appropriate amount of gold to pay for the room, discouraged by how light it had become.&nbsp; She would need to take on another mission soon most likely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ershin</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 02:38:23</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg5246686#msg5246686">Quote from: ulthakptah on 23-09-2011, 09:11:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The public bath areas were separated by gender. The male side being full because of the ratio of male to female adventures. They all seemed to avoid the pale people in the copper bath. Not very much caring for androgynous necromancers and their cohorts. However a few of them were peaking into the girl's side. Using magic or old fashioned rogue powers they spied and whispered about a real beauty sitting alone on the other side of the wall.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>From the corner of her eye, Langley managed to spot a couple of the less sneaky boys' heads popping back behind the cover of the wall, though any who'd become invisible to gain a glimpse of her soaking form would more than likely stay unnoticed for as long as they liked. The grey-eyed beauty slowly sank beneath the steaming water, her normally chilled body relishing the heat. For a brief moment, the more brave members of the audience might see Langley's breasts and stomach cresting from the water as she arched her back, before losing all colour and seemingly being consumed by shadows rising up from her bath, a thick, black oily substance seemingly melting her form away in the pool.<br><br>Two heartbeats later, a voice could be heard;<br><strong>"You know, it's a little rude to spy on a lady when she's trying to work off her daily stress and just trying to keep herself nice and tidy. Then again, it's nice of y'all to take notice, shows that the hard work's not for nothing."</strong><br><br>Stealth, using Dark template's "Hide in Plain Sight" to hide while being observed if there's no natural daylight (if the sun's setting would that count?) (1d20+22=42) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3195615/)<br><br>Water droplets rolled down her slightly greyed skin, dripping off from her extremities, fingertips, hair, nipples and so on, as Langley crouched atop the wall that separated the sexes on the mens' side, having been deposited there by her <strong>Shadow Jaunt</strong>, a little something that allowed her to walk through the Plane of Shadows a short distance once in a while, before gracefullyhopping down into an unoccupied spot.<br><strong>"Now, I'm not going to rob you of your viewing pleasure, I'm pretty sure at least one or two of you want to continue your peep show... and I'm in the mood to get a little <em>stretch</em>,"</strong> the woman says as she (presumably) moves unnoticed between their bodies, noticing more than one of their pricks hardening at the sound of her voice,<strong> "Now, I'm near enough invisible myself now and using a lil' magic to throw my voice, so anyone who can come over here and finds me can help me... <em>'stretch'</em>."</strong><br><br>Bluff (1d20+3=11) PITIFUL, used up my 20 on that stealth check. (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3195636/)
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 03:36:32</strong>
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				Ruby was getting into more of a huff as Momo points out she is unable to feel. "I wouldn't call being tied up and worked over by a dungeon master 'pleasures of the flesh' Hemi-sama." Identifying the items with the monocle and stuff was easy enough. The carpet was a was a 5x5 carpet of flying, no surprises there. The necklace was an amulet of retributive healing. In the box were three Ioun stones. Dusty rose Prism, Vibrant purple Prism, and Pale green Prism. Lastly the wand was an eternal wand of bull's strength.<br><br>Triella's caught bandits shrug her off and look for a more easy mark. They needed to make up for their losses today. The cheapest room the place had still cost ten gold and after you paid the woman gave you a key with a number on the tag. I guess you were going to have the find the room by yourself. She did mention that the baths were open to to those with rooms and didn't cost extra though.<br><br>Once they were made by Langley a bunch of the men scattered out of sight, and got back into the water on their side. There wasn't any direct sunlight on her when she was in the water, but up on the high wall she showed everyone a bit of the goods. After jumping down and wander through the crowd of men all it took was one lucky hand in her chest before all the others knew where the naked beauty was. Pretty soon there was a crowd of men around her. Unable to see with their eyes they just let their hands guide themselves on Langley's body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niki315</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 04:17:34</strong>
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				The inn room was a bit more expensive than she was used to, but the promise of an open air bath eased the expense.&nbsp; Normally, Triella had to bathe using cold water that she summoned herself.&nbsp; She wandered the halls until she found her room watching all types of people heading toward the baths in towels or less.&nbsp; She entered locking the door behind her, and began to unpack her items from her backpack.&nbsp; She retrieved her night clothes and laid them on the bed.&nbsp; After undressing she found a towel to wrap herself in, and then tied a string around her key and placed it around her neck.&nbsp; Once she was satisfied, she left her room, making sure to lock it properly before heading down to the bath.<br><br>There was some sort of commotion going on on the men's side, which Triella ignored, not willing to get caught up in some sort of perverted trick.&nbsp; She removed the towel at the edge of the bath and stepped in slowly finding the temperature pleasing. She found a comfortable place and eased into the water, reclining against the edge of the spring.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and let her body soak in the warmth.&nbsp; This was an unexpected luxury, but very much enjoyable.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 04:25:54</strong>
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				Very much enjoying this haul and the wonders it has. Seeing that the pale green ioun stone and the amulet are completely worthless to me, as I throw them both at the ranger while I giggle and splash in the water all the same. Setting the other two ioun stone to orbit my head, as it just adds to my allure and beauty. The carpet I set off to the side to experiment with later, as I am currently busy setting spells within the vibrant purple gem and recharging Ruby with two more spells, exhausting my spell list for now so my next day spells will be nice and full. <br><br>(spell storing force punch into Ruby, then spell storing dragon breath into Ruby via wizards favored item. Then spell storing fireball into the ioun stone.)<br><br>With that nonsense done, I shift my body some and let the top of my as poke out from the top of the water. Wiggling it ever so slightly at the ranger and giving him a lovely sight of it. <strong>" oh my, I could oh so use a massage right now, all of that concentrating on my work is just soooo tiring!"</strong> Giving him a wink as I slink out of the bath, grabbing ruby and lazily getting onto the flying carpet, which by this point I've activated with the command word. <br><br>Flying off lazily to the public baths now, more out of curiosity of the locals and to brag about how I exploded that monster into a fine red mist in front of all of these too late adventurers. All the while getting a massage in public bath as well, which just makes it all the more naughty. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 04:29:30</strong>
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				The city, by running on an adventurer based economy, had a unique feel all to it's own. The crude nature of what kept the town in motion acted as an irritant and an allure. Mircalla and Jerion had yet to calculate their next move. The necromancer was savvy enough of adventurers to know that if all else failed he could pull enough strings to use some of the weaker minded ones as puppets. The best chance for gain though would be to ingratiate himself alongside his peers rather then his lessers. <br><br>"Is the local meat tripping over themselves at the chance of a common peep show? Some things never change." Mircalla said, casually gazing at his hands to double check that the manicure Jerion has given him was uniform. Jerion decided it would be best not to comment at all about the commotion. He had seen plenty of trouble arise from Mircalla's all consuming need not to be beautiful, but to be the titular fairest of them all. Jerion was mistaken to believe it to be physical desirability alone that could set his master off on a murderous plot against some maid who wasn't even aware of the terrible enemy they acquired. Mircalla's victims were those who possessed an inner beauty and compassion he could not replicate or comprehend. <br><br>"With the mercenary nature of law enforcement, I'm not very comfortable letting Nod work in a lab without any means of contacting me" The Jerion that was finishing scrubbing Mircalla's body said, referring to a Homunculi he had created to assist him with the creation and enchantment of various items. <br><br>"My funds are dwindling a little faster then I expected anyway. If your looking to create magical goods you will have to find some others to break down into the materials you need. Unless you just need to brew a potion or scribe a simple scroll I wont have the funds to pay for it out of pocket until we get some work done." Mircalla had come to rely on Jerion's skill as a magical artisan and had to resist the urge to sponsor him to constantly make more elaborate (and therefor more expensive) creations. <br><br>"I'm not worried about money. You always have made opportunity come when you required it." The second body of Jerion's said climbing into the bath water with Mircalla. "I could also make money outside of adventuring by peddling my skills as an artificier or by performing the Siltrin raldar lil'alure" Jerion said speaking of his signature act he used to perform when he worked as an erotic entertainer among the dark elves. A dance that he world perform with his bodies copulating with each other and slowly removing their own flesh. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 04:48:08</strong>
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				As Momo puts the Ioun stones in orbit A loud ruckus started up. She could swear it sounded like a hundred dwarves where drunkenly sing driking song directly into her brain. She found it extremely hard to concentrate on casting of her spells. Beal could hear the ruckus of the men in the bath too, but it was not nearly as loud as what Momohime was hearing.<br><br>(Momohime needs to make a concentration check of 20+double spell level of the spell she wants to cast with all the noise she is hearing.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 00:52:00</strong>
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				(+16 onto 20, 12, 14 d20 rolls. So I got all of them.) Wondering what all of this noise is about, as it almost ruined my spells! Still floating off to the public bath anyway, wondering if the source of the trouble is there. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 01:04:10</strong>
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				[http://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic#TOC-Concentration (http://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic#TOC-Concentration) +16 is your spellcraft. Concentration is caster level plus your spellcasting ability modifier. Which makes yours concentration +13, so Dragon Breath fizzled.]<br><br>Momohime floats off to the public baths where she hears various hooting and cat calls. On her way she passes Triella wrapped in her towel on the way to the baths. One could only imagine Triella would find a naked woman floating on a magic carpet a bit odd. All though Momo could hear loud sounds coming from the bath she still could swear she hears drunken chanting coming from inside her head.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 02:21:49</strong>
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				"Now then, gentlemen, where's your sense of sport? Perhaps this little grouping would be better if it were a little more...<em>steamy</em>."<br><br>The voice came from nowhere - specifically, a nowhere along one side of the wall, where if anyone had been paying attention, they might have noticed a vague gnome-shaped outline against the wall, too well-defined to be an ordinary shadow in the fading light. Private by nature at the best of times, Nimred preferred to remain unseen whenever possible, including in a setting such as this devoid of his arms and armor. Not defenseless, though - still cloaked, he gestured, and a jet of crackling flame leaped from his hand to strike the water of the bath close to the crowd of gropers and create a roiling cloud of boiling-hot steam, relocating himself away from the origin point of the fire in case anyone had been paying attention.<br><br>(initiate Fan The Flames, 6d6 fire damage at nothing in particular but boiling the water around Langley's assailants, then moving 30ft away from where he was. Stealth of 27+18=45 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=31775).
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 04:08:15</strong>
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				Figuring this out rather quickly, with popping off the ioun stone that isn't the spell storing one, to see if the yelling ends. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 06:57:57</strong>
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				The drunken chanting inside Momohime's head does not end when she plucks the ioun stone out of the air.<br><br>The steam provided plenty of cover to hide the acts of the men in the crowd. Not at all helping the situation of the girl as they already couldn't see her, but now she couldn't see her assailants either. Langley felt some of the more daring men's hardened pricks poke at her legs and thighs. None of them really had the accuracy to hit her targets, but from the feel of it a few of them were stroking themselves. Really she should have expected this walking naked through a crowd of naked men. What did she think was going to happen?
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 07:46:22</strong>
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				Men will sell their soul for the promise of physical pleasure. I swear they can be practically mindless sometime. It doesn't seem like a good evening to watch a rape. Mircalla sat up in the copper tub and shouted to the woman in the crowd. "Unless you're there to give everyone a happy ending I suggest you come this way my dear. I've had to fend off much more zealous groups of would-be suitors then those boys." <br><br>Mircalla smiled; the socaibly acceptable way of showing one's fangs.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 17:48:21</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg5250187#msg5250187">Quote from: NicciKotor on 24-09-2011, 04:25:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Very much enjoying this haul and the wonders it has. Seeing that the pale green ioun stone and the amulet are completely worthless to me, as I throw them both at the ranger while I giggle and splash in the water all the same. Setting the other two ioun stone to orbit my head, as it just adds to my allure and beauty. The carpet I set off to the side to experiment with later, as I am currently busy setting spells within the vibrant purple gem and recharging Ruby with two more spells, exhausting my spell list for now so my next day spells will be nice and full. <br><br>(spell storing force punch into Ruby, then spell storing dragon breath into Ruby via wizards favored item. Then spell storing fireball into the ioun stone.)<br><br>With that nonsense done, I shift my body some and let the top of my as poke out from the top of the water. Wiggling it ever so slightly at the ranger and giving him a lovely sight of it. <strong>" oh my, I could oh so use a massage right now, all of that concentrating on my work is just soooo tiring!"</strong> Giving him a wink as I slink out of the bath, grabbing ruby and lazily getting onto the flying carpet, which by this point I've activated with the command word. <br><br>Flying off lazily to the public baths now, more out of curiosity of the locals and to brag about how I exploded that monster into a fine red mist in front of all of these too late adventurers. All the while getting a massage in public bath as well, which just makes it all the more naughty.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>With smile Bael took the amulet and the ion stone and hearing Momo's comment for massage he chuckled and said to her while she slipped off; "Hey, if you want massage you would need stay still if you want me massage you!" However it seems Momo had other plans and while in there he uses the ion stone and placed it float around his head. It's bit useful for him at least and help with several actions.<br><br>However upon hearing earlier commotion started rise in volume he slipped out from the bath and took towel and walked around in bath area until he saw some thick mist clouded men's area along with commotion seem come from there. Then he hears what a albino of a man shouts from other part of men's bath area and Bael turns look on him and take glance to the curious twins and asks; "Hey, can you tell what all this ruckus is about?" Besides Bael walks a large muscled canine, with smooth green fur with dark green stripes and have curiously long elongated ears with along much more intelligent look in it's face than most animals do have. Wiggling small thin tail it stands besides Bael, it's fur wet from bath water and dropping water to the floor.<br><br>While Bael himself is lean muscled almost six foot tall elf with dark blue/purple shaded tight braided hair along with deep emerald green eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 20:13:12</strong>
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				Watching all of this steam and yelling and the constant yelling, wondering where this is all coming from as I remove the other ioun stone. Staring at the both of them with a glare while hovering there on my new fancy carpet. Never will I have to walk from place to place, hurting my perfect feet in the process! Lounging on it in the single most sexy possible manner, letting any one looking to see my perfect modest sized breasts with my nipple rings. <br><br>Seeing if removing both of them will end the yelling in my skull. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 20:21:55</strong>
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				The prospect of seeing an elven hound in the bath area was so unique that Jerion hardly noticed the master until he spoke. Initially both twins went to answer him, speaking in sequence until the one in the tub stopped to let the closer twin speak to Bael. “A cockfight” Jerion flatly jested. “A woman was being flirtatious with the men. Now she is somewhere in that cluster of bodies.” <br><br>Mircalla leaned his head back and seductively chuckled to himself. “Well hello Sir.” He crooned in his resonate contralto voice and peaked back at Bael over a smooth porcelain shoulder. “Did you bring another dog to join the pile? That one looks like he may have more luck sniffing out the goods....” His off color joke also begin a barbed- tongue comment about the nature of male carnal desires. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ershin</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 21:40:15</strong>
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				<em>'What the hell was I even thinking?'</em> Langley thought to herself as the crowd of men advanced on her. There had been nowhere <em>near</em> enough darkness for her to hide in on top of that wall, and the distance had been <em>far</em> too high for her to just jump down. As she felt something hard and slick brush against her thigh, it was <em>definitely</em> time to retreat before they found somewhere a bit more intimate. <br><br>A little patience was necessary, however. Ever so slowly, the seconds dragging on for an eternity as fumbling hands and... <em>extremities</em> found her body Langley counted to six in her head and made for an exit in the surrounding crowd of meat... though there <em>were</em> a few lookers amongst them, she had to admit. Were girls as beautiful as herself really so hard to come by? Probably.<br><br>She moved as quickly as she could through the throng that surrounded her, shielded from sight by a cloud of steam that enveloped the area, brought about by a... a <em>voice</em> from somewhere. While Langley was good at hiding herself, she'd never been very good at finding others who were hidden. She stopped momentarily, however, to cup the scrotum of one of the prettier of her suitors, gaining a little enjoyment of seeing a tingle work his way up his spine as he looked about ready to pop... though if he did it'd be likely that he might only his his opposing neighbour.<br><strong>"You can come find me if you want, no friends though,"</strong> she whispers into his ear as her rear exits the shadow cast by the separating wall, becoming visible for a moment before Langley once more shadow jaunts to the nearest available shady area away from her admirers, towards the pair of twins, even in <em>their</em> shadow if need be.<br><strong>"While I'm not sure if I can trust you just yet,"</strong> she whispers to Mircalla, <strong>"your protection's one of the better options I've got at the minute. My thanks."</strong><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC Actions</div><div class="spoiler_body"><ul class="bbc_list"><li type="disc"> <strong>Full Round Action (out of combat six seconds?): </strong>Recharge shadow jaunt<br>After six seconds;<br></li><li type="disc"> <strong>Move Action:</strong> Move through an opening in the throng 60 feet (If Langley is unable to move, just the following)<br></li><li type="disc"> <strong>Standard Action:</strong> Shadow jaunt 50 feet into a shadow (If Langley is unable to jaunt through the steam due to no line of sight, just the prior)<br></li></ul> And another stealth check if she ends her movement/passes through a shadow in case Langley broke cover by moving/teleporting/feeling up men/getting touched etc (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3197637/)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 23:36:40</strong>
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				As Momohime reaches up for the ioun stone it moves out the way and dodges her hand. No matter how hard she tried the stone would evade her attempts to remove it. It doesn't take a genius to know that this is some sort of curse.<br><br>Since no one was holding onto Langley she got away just fine. However one would doubt she learned a lesson here as she stops to flirt with another male in the baths. Because of the fog she didn't get a good look other than a hands on feel on his organs. Then with a few more shadow tricks shes off and standing behind the three pale men. The chaos in the men's bath starts to subside along with the fog. All the men get bath to lounging and bathing after some grumbling about Langley being a tease.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 23:47:06</strong>
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				Fantastic. Grumbling to myself as I float back to our room, telling Bael that these things are cursed and we need to find a priest high enough powered to remove these evil things. Getting back to my room and jumping off of the carpet long enough to dress back up and grab Ruby, not wanting to hear her chastising on top of this constant yelling in my heads. Once finished with the dressing I mumble some more angrily, already lost my mood as I wander out of the Inn to find a temple or church or anything resembling those buildings. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 00:31:57</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg5256234#msg5256234">Quote from: Ershin on 25-09-2011, 21:40:15</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"While I'm not sure if I can trust you just yet,"</strong> she whispers to Mircalla, <strong>"your protection's one of the better options I've got at the minute. My thanks."</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>The shadows clung to the woman as she acrobatically kept stealthed in her approach to Mircalla. &nbsp;"That's the beauty of things, you don't have to trust me in order to profit from knowing me"<br><br>Jerion 2, who was still standing outside of the tub addressed her "Master Mircalla finds himself in situations like that often enough. You would be surprised how many mothers don't teach their kids to keep their hands and other parts to themselves."<br><br>The twin in the tub turned to her. &nbsp;"I'm Jerion, my brother and I share the same name" &nbsp;The other twin snickered under his breath adding "That's not all we share"<br><br>The pale waif that seemed to be the leader of the group leaned forward in his bath and extended a long nailed, delicate hand palm down to the woman. &nbsp;"Mircalla Karensten. Charmed I'm sure" &nbsp;He then looked to Bael and his pet &nbsp;"And forgive me, but I don't believe I caught your name..." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 01:50:56</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg5255979#msg5255979">Quote from: PaleEnchantress on 25-09-2011, 20:21:55</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The prospect of seeing an elven hound in the bath area was so unique that Jerion hardly noticed the master until he spoke. Initially both twins went to answer him, speaking in sequence until the one in the tub stopped to let the closer twin speak to Bael. “A cockfight” Jerion flatly jested. “A woman was being flirtatious with the men. Now she is somewhere in that cluster of bodies.” <br><br>Mircalla leaned his head back and seductively chuckled to himself. “Well hello Sir.” He crooned in his resonate contralto voice and peaked back at Bael over a smooth porcelain shoulder. “Did you bring another dog to join the pile? That one looks like he may have more luck sniffing out the goods....” His off color joke also begin a barbed- tongue comment about the nature of male carnal desires. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Bael looks on the curious trio and replies to them; "Ah, I see. Did woman end up there willingly or dragged in? Also no, Lavael is not interested in cross species romances, causes some conflicting issues like example him howling to the moon once every while."<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg5256826#msg5256826">Quote from: NicciKotor on 25-09-2011, 23:47:06</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Fantastic. Grumbling to myself as I float back to our room, telling Bael that these things are cursed and we need to find a priest high enough powered to remove these evil things. Getting back to my room and jumping off of the carpet long enough to dress back up and grab Ruby, not wanting to hear her chastising on top of this constant yelling in my heads. Once finished with the dressing I mumble some more angrily, already lost my mood as I wander out of the Inn to find a temple or church or anything resembling those buildings. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Hearing stones are cursed Bael quirks his eye brow and says; "Huh? All of them or only yours? Not seen any ill effects from mine yet but I hope you find cleric or someone help you." Others can see the boldly naked Momohime float past him with the flying carpet, a pale green floating stone circle around his head besides the towel.<br><br>Bael then keen ears hear voice of the woman in men's side, then noticing his name is asked by the exotic accented handsome albino he replies; "Oh, I am Bael'reth-ruil, but you can call me just Bael. I cannot see you lady but I am glad hear you got out from the mess over there. Stupidity often thickens in packs and as already said most men don't have been taught proper manners."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 05:05:00</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg5257451#msg5257451">Quote from: Zaer Darkwail on 26-09-2011, 01:50:56</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Bael looks on the curious trio and replies to them; "Ah, I see. Did woman end up there willingly or dragged in? Also no, Lavael is not interested in cross species romances, causes some conflicting issues like example him howling to the moon once every while."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"She's willing enough from what I could see. She's an adult and must have known what she was starting, still perhaps I should at least say <em>something...</em>"&nbsp; Mircalla said, sounding almost bored. Why was everyone so interested in her anyway? &nbsp;"Lavael is it's name then? Howling at the moon is perfectly natural, the moon was once beautiful, powerful, and beloved beyond all measure. Love is so fickle though... &nbsp;Mircalla crossed his arms at the edge of the copper basin and rested his&nbsp; chin on them, magenta eyes looking up through thick curly lashes at Bael. "Her priests abandoned her and along with her followers they turned to revere the garish sun. Only her most devoted priestesses stayed with her. They were all more beautiful then the night sky yet in their loss they became withered and hideous. Who loves them now?" &nbsp;<br><br>The twin in the tub with Mircalla sighed. "The daughters of the moon are not loved, they are feared. Every young mother has heard tales of the witches who will steal away their baby to be cooked and replaced with a changeling. &nbsp;<br><br>The other twin added, &nbsp;"Changelings can make very devoted children. I think a family fostering a changeling has reason to feel special." <br><br><br>&nbsp;"A pleasure to meet you Bael'reth-ruil" &nbsp;Mircalla purred out, saying the name quite easily, but inadvertently putting an infernal accent on the otherwise abyssal syllables. "Now girl come out of hiding. It would be a bit rude to make us continue talking to empty space. In fact I'm nearly done here, perhaps we could all go to the local feast hall. I adore having good company for dinner..." <br><br><br>Edit Notes: Anyone with knowledge religion might recognize Mircalla's rhetoric about the moon being the history of the hag goddess Cegilune. <br><br>&nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 08:47:14</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg5258338#msg5258338">Quote from: PaleEnchantress on 26-09-2011, 05:05:00</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"She's willing enough from what I could see. She's an adult and must have known what she was starting, still perhaps I should at least say <em>something...</em>"&nbsp; Mircalla said, sounding almost bored. Why was everyone so interested in her anyway? &nbsp;"Lavael is it's name then? Howling at the moon is perfectly natural, the moon was once beautiful, powerful, and beloved beyond all measure. Love is so fickle though... &nbsp;Mircalla crossed his arms at the edge of the copper basin and rested his&nbsp; chin on them, magenta eyes looking up through thick curly lashes at Bael. "Her priests abandoned her and along with her followers they turned to revere the garish sun. Only her most devoted priestesses stayed with her. They were all more beautiful then the night sky yet in their loss they became withered and hideous. Who loves them now?" &nbsp;<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Bael listened what Mircalla said, a some odd buzzing starting inside his mind while listening but he heard him and said; "Well to that I have to agree, night is supposed only other side of same coin where from sun's radiance origins from. So night should be beautiful as day and I know at night in nature exists many wonders which cannot be witnessed at day. But people fear what they do not know and so fear clouds the beauty away."<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg5258338#msg5258338">Quote from: PaleEnchantress on 26-09-2011, 05:05:00</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The twin in the tub with Mircalla sighed. "The daughters of the moon are not loved, they are feared. Every young mother has heard tales of the witches who will steal away their baby to be cooked and replaced with a changeling.<br><br>The other twin added, &nbsp;"Changelings can make very devoted children. I think a family fostering a changeling has reason to feel special." </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Bael looked on the twins discussion about changeling...and slight frown came to his lips when he added; "Or feel betrayed, as their own original child has been replaced with someone else's. It's not fair for changeling child to feel to be targeted by such spite but that is sadly natural reaction with all families I know. As they cannot target the one who did the deed as they do not know it so they need target for that spite. Sadly in such feelings wisdom is not in list of highest virtues at that point." The buzz grew louder inside Bael's head, causing already greater discomfort.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg5258338#msg5258338">Quote from: PaleEnchantress on 26-09-2011, 05:05:00</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> "A pleasure to meet you Bael'reth-ruil" &nbsp;Mircalla purred out, saying the name quite easily, but inadvertently putting an infernal accent on the otherwise abyssal syllables. "Now girl come out of hiding. It would be a bit rude to make us continue talking to empty space. In fact I'm nearly done here, perhaps we could all go to the local feast hall. I adore having good company for dinner..." <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Bael started suddenly hear a drunken singing inside his head, recalling the event with Momo he groans and he tries take the stone off from circling from his head. However after funny moments from him trying forcibly take the stone off circling from his head he sighs and says; "It seems it was not just my companion's ion stone which was cursed, mine is as well it seems. I need go find cleric also, as I cannot concentrate to listen nor think straight while this constant noise is happening inside my head. I could join for further discussion once I get this damn cursed rock off me!"<br><br>OOC: Also note Bael's name has full elven syllables but there may be very delicate hint of abyssal in his own accent.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 18:35:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Despite her sometimes tangeable dislike of Momo (which is obviously recanted) Layla enters the room where the warrioress and Bael have been "bathing", she isn't naked like Momohime but was still dressed in her frilly and slutty lingerie outfit and 7 1'2" platform pumps, though her skin is radiant so it seems likely she had already made use of the bath houses services.&nbsp; "Hia Bael..." she then perked up upon seeing the others in the room, "Oh!&nbsp; You've made friends I see?" after a giggle she smiled in the direction of the white-haired man with purple eyes, "Did you say dinner?&nbsp; I'm in!&nbsp; Oh...I'm Layla...friends with Bael and also, uhmm...Momo...although I don't see her around?&nbsp; Thankfully..." Layla mumbled with last part under her breath a bit and then shrugged and giggled a bit more as steped forward to offer her hand to Micalla, even though he was still in the tub!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 20:06:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“How appropriate that you speak of fear <em>clouding</em> the beauty of the nightly firmament.” Mircalla played with his hair, the wetness making his white hair look almost purple. “Sadly in the mortal realm we all live in the most valuable things are usually physical.” <br><br>Mircalla noticed Bael acting distracted as he spoke. He tried not to let his annoyance show. He hated it when someone wasn't paying him the attention he felt he deserved, though when he found out the reason for Bael's absenteeism he realized it was justifiable. <br><br>“Cursed ioun stone, really?” He asked his companion “Jerion, do we have anything for that?”<br><br>Both twins shook their head from side to side. “Nay.” Said the one in the tub with Mircalla. “Tis been a long time since we used our scroll to break a curse. A curse you had cast no less!” <br><br>“It was worth it.” Mircalla let out a seductively wicked chuckle while reminiscing on the nature of that particular curse and how he was persuaded to break it after it was cast.&nbsp; <br><br>“I could scribe another” the twin outside the tub added just in case Mircalla felt it important enough to justify expending their own time and resources. “It would take me all the morrow and well into the midday to finish it. I can put even cursed items to good use though.” <br><br>The nymph born said nothing more about it. Bael was a stranger and could pay for his own curse removal. Perhaps if he already had a scroll he would have used it, but making one custom was a whole other story.&nbsp; Instead Mircalla addressed the giddy blond that had entered the room. “Delighted to make your acquaintance Layla, you may call me Mircalla.” &nbsp;He then glanced around the area and asked.&nbsp; “Who is Momo? I take it they are not pleasant company?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>28-09-2011, 18:21:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tilted her head to the die a bit with a ponderous expression upon her face Layla emits a lengthy, "Mmmmm....Momo...not sure how to desribe her really.&nbsp; Pleasant company?&nbsp; Hmmmm...." she giggled and then looked to Bael to see if he had a thought to add to this, though she knew it was basically just her that didn't get along with the girl!&nbsp; "Anyway, that's kind of a boring topic, let's stick to the dinner topic huh?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>29-09-2011, 19:54:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael can hear even through constant singing in his head about twins able make scroll of curse removal. He quits trying yank the stone and looks on the twins and says; "You can make a scroll which is able remove this? You haven't memorised the remove curse already by any chance or perhaps after hour meditation prepare it for me and Momo?"<br><br>Then hearing Mircalla's question about Momo he replied; "Momo was the girl on flying carpet which flied past me. I can say she's skilled warrior who mixes arcane to her prowess but can be overconfident at times, prideful too. But besides that she's nice and energetic personality, including her act swiftly on things. But to me most humans are bit energetic and swift acting but she takes double or triple scores on that." Bael then recalls and says; "Wait sec, need get her here. She has our group's cash and she went find curse remover! Wait sec, I would like accept to share dinner and chat while doing so. After our most recent adventure I feel hungry."<br><br>So said Bael starts run after Momohime, even ask Lavael use it's nose track by her lovely scent if need be from bath house to locate her and tell her that Bael has found someone able remove curses and also he is cursed also. Also mentions same person has invited them to share dinner together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>30-09-2011, 03:40:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Momo didn't care for the help of others. She flew naked on a carpet to find someone to she could pay to have the cruse lifted. She was able to find a traveling priest out in the market square. He was there peddling miracles and healing for adventurer. He was the only one so it was at a bit of a mark up. He told Momo he could remove the item for a reasonable 480 gold coins.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>30-09-2011, 04:16:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ah finally, someone to cure this incessant yelling in my head! Gladly paying the nice man while floating and dressed on my new flying carpet, giving him a very warm thank you smile as I wait for him to get this damn thing off and floating around my head. Also asking him if it is at all possible to remove the curse all together from the item, so that it can be made useful all at once. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>30-09-2011, 04:57:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The man takes your money smiles then removes the item. He tells you that it never was useful. It was made intentionally to look like a useful Ioun stone, so dumb greedy adventuresses would use it and become curse. He waves good bye and wishes you luck with your worthless piece of junk while he goes off to sell his skills to other adventurers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>30-09-2011, 05:29:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Glad to get the insane yelling out of my head, and wandering back off to the bath house to see about relieving this just fantastic headache. Off back towards the women's baths and wondering where that useless ranger went off too.. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>30-09-2011, 05:58:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nay sir, we am not a wizard, nor are we any type of divine magician. Our skill is in the creation of enchanted relics of all types. We cannot cast the spell you require, but we can scribe the spell to a scroll. &nbsp;Both of the twins intertwine their words, speaking the sentence together.<br><br>"I would require you pay for the materials." Mircalla looks at Jerion before him in the tub and asks "How much would it cost us?"<br><br>"150 gold pieces would cover it, I'd need an hour to set up and Nod would need 2 hours more to complete the job while I join you for dinner. If you'd like we can go start it now... Jerion said waiting for the an answer. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>30-09-2011, 07:47:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael stayed long enough to hear about they are crafters, not casters and hearing the price he replied; "Well, I can afford that. But as said Momohime holds all the coin at moment so need find her." Bael goes and walks search for her, but he crosses her while she returned from the town and said to her; "Oh hi Momo. It seems my Ioun stone is cursed as well, but I found guy who could craft remove curse scroll in three hours and has invited us to dinner. Can you loan me 150 gold pieces to cover the cost of crafting the scroll?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>01-10-2011, 03:16:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Yeah two of them were cursed, as I just went to a priest to get rid of it. Annoying little things aren't they? 150 gold? Oh sure, here ya go."</strong> Giving him 400 gp for the hassle of getting rid of that annoying stone, as I am just beret with annoyance over cursed items and how evil they are! Stepping down from my flying carpet to undress and get into the nice bath as well, not caring on who sees me. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>01-10-2011, 19:02:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael thanks Momo from the gold, while carrying pile of platinums was not smart he had to visit his room tuck the left overs and handful more just in case and he moves back to the baths. Once there he gives twins the hundred fifty coins and says; "There, that should cover the cost for the scroll? Can you use the scroll to remove the stone then? I doubt in this state of mind I likely waste the scroll."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>02-10-2011, 00:17:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mircalla and the twins realized that would probably be departing soon rose from the basin of water to acquire towels and dry their bodies. The unblemished, hairless, alabaster flesh made a stark contrast to the rugged and worn nature of most of the men in the bathhouse. Both of the muscular, pale golden skinned twins were amazingly well endowed and made no attempt to hide it. <br><br>One approached the other said playfully, "You smell so good now".&nbsp; The other grinned slyly before rushing forward and kissing his twin's lips slowly. "You taste even better"<br><br>They were interrupted by Bael "We can easily cast from the scroll. We have a sort of assistant who can work on it after we set things up so we will be back in about an hour. Where did you want to meet up?"<br><br>Mircalla retrieved some powders and perfumes from a small bag of his personal belongings. "Do any of you have a preferance to where we dine?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>02-10-2011, 01:36:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael replies to the twins; "Well, if it takes around hour or so I guess we could meet at place where we are dinning? Otherwise you could come and do the spell at room which I and Momo share." Only thanks sharp perception skills allowed Bael hear what Mircalla said through constant noise in his head and said; "Well, not any real preferance. Just tell the place and I dress up properly and come meet you folks there. Can share news, tales and information while on dinning table."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>03-10-2011, 01:34:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Ah yes, I do have such a room ready, almost forgot about it. I also did order some food, which should be there or someone is getting a whipping. Want to come along so I can watch your scroll work and chat it up about our adventures? I got some news that will make all of these vagabonds just start rioting."</strong><br><br>Sauntering off naked back to my private room, keeping the carpet with me as I make it a point to show off and look sexy. Ruby is keeping quiet as well, which is either an good or bad sign. Already just glad to get rid of that yelling and thoughts of good food. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>03-10-2011, 10:39:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zaer looks after naked sauntering off Momohime and chuckels and says; "Well, if you come to Momo's room you get at least free meals."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>03-10-2011, 18:01:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla rolls her eyes as Momo struts off.&nbsp; Her arms are crossed infront of her giant, magically enhanced breasts and one legs sticks out a bit causing the opposing hip to do the same, "Ugh, come on, do we have to?&nbsp; Can't we go someplace nice?" she whines, addressing no one in particular but clearly is unhappy about having to spend more time with Momo!&nbsp; "Ugh...whatever..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 05:08:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;"How could we refuse such hospitality, or the chance to hear your news?" Mircalla finishes powdering his face and began to line the lid of his eyes with a charcoal pencil. He would spend a few minutes getting ready before joining Bael and Momo in her room.<br><br>"Tis a pity that scribing requires more then I have at present." The twins slide on their green silken robes, seeming almost sad that they cant be running naked outside. The second twin remarked as they were leaving, "We shall return once we set Nod up to work"<br><br>Mircalla has half a mind to stop the two men named Jerion, he was used to having them help him get dressed. Since he wore the elaborate and revealing expensive attire of foreign courtesans it was always easier to get dressed with help. He combed out his long white hair and decorated it with necromantically preserved flowers, they looked as fresh and vibrant as they had when they bloomed. Tying up the black ribbons of his heeled sandals took longer then usual, but after donning his jewelry and sliding the exquisite silken robe over his smooth lithe body he had *only* taken a little over half an hour. <br><br>"I'm not sure why you don't like the other woman Laylaa, but I would like the chance to make my own judgments. I'm sure we can all be civil for now..." With a final spray of jasmine and cherry blossom perfume Mircalla made his way to the room he saw Bael and Momo go to earlier. <br><br>His hands, which appeared to have not seen a hard days work in their life, reached out to knock politely on the door and await an answer. <br><br>(Here is a good depiction of Mircalla now)<br><br>http://i659.photobucket.com/albums/uu315/Pale_Enchantress/Narcissus_Enchained.jpg (http://i659.photobucket.com/albums/uu315/Pale_Enchantress/Narcissus_Enchained.jpg)<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>06-10-2011, 05:35:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wandering back into my private room and letting the carpet furl up and get off to the corner and out of the way. Sighing out some as I lounge back into the bath, glad to get that cursed crap out of the way and getting on to some food. Having to deal with trail rations and various grub from the middle of nowhere and in caves can tire a lady such as myself. Looking over the food and picking out the more delicious and expensive food items, lightly splashing the water in joy as I take my sweet time eating. <br><br>Wondering when my old and new comrades shall enter my room and enjoy in my treats. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niki315</strong> on <strong>06-10-2011, 06:39:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Triella watched the escapades as they went on in silence.&nbsp; She was here to enjoy the bath while she could, though she wondered just what all the commotion was.&nbsp; Seeing as how this town was completely lawless, it wouldn't surprise her if there was some sort of hazing going on on the other side of the wall.&nbsp; But there was nothing Triella could truly do about it.&nbsp; Aside from being wrapped in only a towel, she had no intention of babysitting every person in the encampment.&nbsp; Perhaps tomorrow she would be able to find some other adventurers looking to head out.&nbsp; She didn't like this area, but it was a necessary waypoint for now.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>06-10-2011, 07:47:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael nods to Mircalla and informs him where Momo's room is exactly. He returns to the room, leaving the door slightly open as if quiet invitation for anyone to enter the place. removing his towel he enters the bath once again, try relax much as drunken singing ion stone allows for him and Lavael this time just takes over one the beds and curls up lay there and with huge sighs stretches and starts quickly snore quietly in background. Bael groans and says; "Damn, he took over my bed, figures."<br><br>OOC: Sorry Triella that you could not make group bonding at the moment :P. If you do not happen to walk naked through the door thinking mistakenly Momo's room is yours I cannot think much how to get you involved otherwise. Anyways Mircalla and others also can arrive as the door is invitingly open and everyone knows where room is.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>07-10-2011, 20:14:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Layla follows Mircalla into Momo's room, somewhat reluctantly.&nbsp; Upon seeing Momo, who she didnt' really truly hate but rather simply was annoyed by (the feeling was certainly mutual!) Layla smiled meekly and waved, "Oh, hi Momo, looks like you have quite a feast here." The blonde wasted no time in finding something she liked and eating, largely she was quiet, standing off to the side wide her legs apart a bit and one hand crossed over her giant breasts while the other selected food in a discriminating manner. As she ate, Layla was giving her new friend Miracalla some suggestive glances...he was a bit on the feminine side for Layla, but she would be damned is she was going to let Momo win out!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>07-10-2011, 20:24:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was indeed a feast there, with all the food she had ordered the staff had to bring in a large dining table to hold it all. There was many different kinds foods from all over the world, all of it made to an exceptionally high quality. Momohime would note that many of the dishes came from her home in the far east. <br><br>As Layla sits down she feels her stomach grumble. She felt extremely hungry, more so than normally. As she starts to fill her plate she feels odd cravings of food to eat. Sometime to mix foods that normally don't go together. Lucky for her Momo spared no expense and everything she could want to eat was here.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>07-10-2011, 20:29:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While she does her best to remain lady-like, Layla finds her voracious appetite hard to satisfy and she begins to scarf down a variety of the food...all sorts of things, normally she was a picky eater but went all out this time, inhaling Momo's food.&nbsp; She began to not worry so much about Mircalla and Momo and instead focused on herself...and eating...once she felt full Layla would have bigger fish to fry!&nbsp; The bimbo sat in a fancy chair and ate, not too concerned about the crumbs that were dropping on her frilly outfit but being careful not to get anything that might stain on herself!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>08-10-2011, 01:55:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll assume i'm invited in then.." Mircalla softly called out as he entered the room. Poised on stilleto heels he slinked around, giving a nod of greetings to everyone. His eyes were drawn to the little man on the bed "Look a gnome... they are a close relative of mole rats aren't they?" <br><br>His purple eyes glanced over the feast that had been laid out for them as he moved past Layla's leering gaze to speak with Bael, who so far was the best company of the group. The long fut trimmed trail of Mircalla's silken Kimono cascaded over the ground behind him as he moved. <br><br>"With all the commotion from earlier gone it seems you can continue with your bath. Jerion will be with us soon, and not long after the scroll will be ready to free you of your curse." He purred out to the elven man. "If you'd like I can fix you a plate and bring it to you... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>09-10-2011, 05:35:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Enjoying the bath and the food for now, as my new allies come into the room and enjoy my food and good graces. Wondering still when I should tell them that I killed that monster that everyone is here for. Should make for some interesting conversation pieces later on. Making sure to make it clear that the food is for everyone, as I lounge sexily in the bath. Giving myself a evil grin as I make sure that this is the time to put out the good news. <br><br><strong>"Say, why are all of you here in this town anyway? Looking for that job killing monsters?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>09-10-2011, 15:42:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael lounged in the bath and nodded when Mircalla entered, upon hearing about the scroll he said; "Ah, that's grief release indeed. The damn noise makes hard to relax even in bath. Can drown it to background if I concentrate hard enough." Then hearing his purring question about fix plate for him Bael opens one his eyes and looks to Mircalla and replies; "I am fine, I can fix my own plate just fine but thanks for the offer." Bael however is starting to get clues Mircalla may be homosexual, as being what he is he is able shift his genders and so he is kind of bisexual but he has never been quite so up for male for male sex. As woman he can easily bend either direction but as man he feels bit uncomfortable on the aspect take male lover as a man. As elf he respects others preferences and so he tries find a suitable opening to explain it polite manner as possible the thought made him uncomfortable, mostly as he has little experience of it and not sure would he be dom or sub in that situation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>12-10-2011, 00:22:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mircalla made his sexual preference no secret, but he seldom mentioned it. His activities and flirtations usually made it obvious quickly enough. He was, after all, supernaturally beautiful and men's usual inhibitions would sometimes melt away and cause them to seek the pleasures of his smooth alabaster body.<br><br>"No, I'm not here looking for any job killing monsters..." Mircalla lazily answered Momo as he swirled the white wine in the glass between his slender fingers and long laquered nails. "Perhaps it is more accurate to say that Jerion and I are looking for people looking for jobs killing monsters, and not just one job in particular."<br><br>Mircalla laid sideways, his hips resting on a pillow and his creamy long legs exposed through the front opening of his kimono. He even wore black lace underthings, which seemed rather extravagant when most of society didn't wear panties and underwear at all.<br><br>"Is it that job that brings all of you here?" Mircalla asked in general.<br><br>His offer to fix a plate for Bael was politely refused. He did find the elf to be ruggedly handsome, but more then that it was Mircalla's very nature to flirt and reach out to others. It was partly this nature that made him so adept at using the most subversive schools of magic.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>14-10-2011, 22:55:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael replied to Mircalla; "Well, more correctly said we kind of killed big pack of dangerous monsters which had plaqued these roads while and also came across to their source; a crazy gnome archmage's creation which created somesort special drug from consuming living bodies of people and turn the lifeless husks into aberrations which guarded and hunted in area. Drug kept group of engineer goblins keeping machine active. During the fight against toughest and biggest mutant created by machine one our comrades got critically injured, perhaps even dead, and crashed with machine to break it and both he and head mutant disappeared with magical mist."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 19:41:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Bael explained his groups most recent exploits, Mircalla's brow furrowed. Was this a joke? It seemed rather far fetched, but Bael seemed to be in earnest. "That's a rather crazy turn of events..."&nbsp; If it was true there was certianly something to be said for what Mircalla could gain from the archmage's studies. "What did you do with the remains of the machine? Do you have any samples of the drug?"<br><br>A little while into Bael and Mircalla's conversation the green haired twins returned. "We decided to just finish it myself and have Nod devote himself to another project." Jerion1 said, proudly displaying the scroll in his hands. The second of them grinned. "Someone came to see what you were doing Mircalla.."<br><br>A four foot long red and black spider skittered forward. Mircalla let out a contented sigh. "Everyone this is my animal companion and familiar, Carpathian." He reached out to stroke the spider along it's abdomen. "She's really very sweet..." He added, reassuring anyone who might not like insects that Carpathian was a treasured pet and companion. In actuality though Carpathian wasn't a spider at all, the creature was no less than a devil taking the shape of a spider to blend in better with the rest of the adventurers animal companions. <br><br>The twin with the scroll walked over to Bael and Mircalla. "This won't hurt one bit..." He said as he read and activated the scroll free Bael from the cursed Ioun stone. <br><br>Jerion Use Magic Device At 2011-10-15 12:39:33, PaleEnchantress (uid: 7336) rolls: 1d20a16 Result: 25 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=32249)&nbsp; DC 25: Success. <br><br>Carpathian (Current form)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.floridiannature.com/red%20widow.jpg)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 19:56:46</strong>
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				OOC: By looking past posts we did not destroy the machine but I kind of forgot it OOC wise but Bael would had definitely destroyed the machine at conclusion of the adventure with well placed fireball spell.<br><br>Bael replied to Mircalla's inquiry and said; "Well, I destroyed the machine as it was a abominational device and side event it caused a cave in and we ran fast as we could after we had looted whole place from magic items we found and buried some remains of adventurers the monsters had stored to be cooked later. There were goblins there but we did not stick around to find them nor saw them after the battle with the guardian. But goblins were upset we would destroy machine which were giving the drugs which send them to <em>happy place</em> as they called it."<br><br>When scroll is used and finally the nagging drunken singing ended inside his head he sighs deeply in relief and says; "Thank you! Praise by Corellon finally that racket ended inside my head! You said you had interest buy these cursed pieces of rocks from us? What you had in mind to trade them with?" He looks curiously on the spider companion of Mircalla and he tries determine what sort spider species it is...<br><br>OOC: Would K:Nature apply here?
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 22:04:53</strong>
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				Lounging in the water all the while and eating as she deals with helping him deal with his cursed ioun stone. Having nothing to do with those evil things as I just enjoy the nice hot water and await for him to finish with the scroll work. Smiling when he does so and gets rid of the evil device, as I wave a fork at him as well. <br><br><strong>"Hey now, you promised me a massage, and I do oh so need one. I guess these two can join in on the fun if they want..."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 23:37:35</strong>
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				Bael looks on Momo and chuckles and says; "Yeah, I indeed did promise you that one. Got massage oil or do I go fetch one for you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>18-10-2011, 05:41:50</strong>
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				"Oh I am sure that there is some of that around in this lovely room that I paid for." Looking around while still lounging in the bath and mildly eating some food. Glad to get this all nice and done with and back to civilization. Making sure that I am in the perfect lounging position for people to stare at and marvel at my lovely self. Ruby is being awfully quiet for being a naughty sword, but that is not my problem!
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>18-10-2011, 05:58:13</strong>
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				There were plenty of toiletries in the bath area. Expensive scented oil, soaps, and shampoos, everything a couple needs for a romantic wedding night. Though none of you were married you still were staying in the honeymoon suite. Ruby was grumbling to herself about how much of a whore Momohime was being. Prancing about naked, invited everyone and everyone into the room to give her a hard pounding. Worst of all, all these strangers were in her room so poor ruby couldn't relax!
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>19-10-2011, 01:29:48</strong>
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				Bael finds quick enough nice olive rose oil in transparent red bottle, he comes back to bath pool in the suite and he with smooth kick slides a simple massage carpet on edge of the pool for Momo and says to her; "Now get your juicy ass over this carpet and lay there while I apply the oil for you Momohime."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>20-10-2011, 01:11:33</strong>
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				With nothing better to do, Nimreb eventually trailed the eclectic group from outside the baths back to the inn, where they were apparently throwing an open-invitation party in the honeymoon suite. He wasn't interested in any of them specifically, but they had been talking to the shadeling woman he had gotten a brief glimpse of, and her he definitely wished to get to know better. In more than just a strictly physical sense, as well; between-creatures such as her were rare, and he did feel a sort of kinship between himself and their shadowy halves.<br><br>It looked like quite the show was beginning as well, so rather than interrupt openly, he parked himself atop an empty table in one corner to watch, nestled comfortably and close to invisibly in the faintest shadows of the room. Anyone looking his direction, assuming they weren't otherwise distracted, would see at best a blurry gnome-sized outline.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>20-10-2011, 05:41:23</strong>
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				As things go along, people eating being merry, everyone having a good time. Those lucky enough to had been in a big magical explosion earlier to day start to feel a little odd. Right now it wasn't so bad, they feel a little weak and slow. They're faces are a little flushed and they are come over with a giddy feeling, a strong urge to giggle all the time. All of them were feeling a little hot and heavy, though for some it could be the impending massage about to happen, but it was more than that. They could feel their bodies changing, some were noticeable like Layla who was starting to bloat noticeably. Beal, Momo, and Laveal had no obvious physical changes yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>20-10-2011, 06:11:06</strong>
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				Once she was finished eating Layla had to try to not look over at Momo and Bael...it was going to make her puke,&nbsp; "Get a room...oh....uhmmm..." looking around she piped down when she realized of course that what she said made her look really dumb.&nbsp; The blonde decided to avert her attention, but even after doing so it was obvious to her that it wasn't only Momo and Bael making her sick.&nbsp; Looking down at her belly she now saw it had bloated out to a noticeable extent!&nbsp; Her frilly, flowing outfit didn't really help too much to conceal that she looked 9 months pregnant.&nbsp; Blushing and then looking around Layla spotted the newcomer (Nimreb) in the corner...lurking.&nbsp; "huh?" carefully she stood up with a comical frown upon her face and made her way over to him, hoping he would either not notice her dilemma, or be polite enough not to mention it! Hia, I'm Layla...thank god you're hear...I thought those two were going to make me watch." Layla rolled her blue eyes and chuckled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>20-10-2011, 19:42:10</strong>
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				"Alas sir it depends on what residual magic is left in the stone." The twin that read the scroll explained to Bael. "If it can still curse others then I can drain the magic out of it. Id pay you in gold for it, if it tis not magic at all anymore then it is of no use to me."<br><br>"You two must be quite an object" Mircalla said as Bael retrived the oil for the hostesses massage.&nbsp; He shrugged, letting his kimono fall further off one shoulder giving onlookers the reward of a further glimpse of his unblemished white flesh. Even the exotic silks that wrapped around Mircalla didn't seem as soft as he. <br><br>"A shame you destroyed the machine. You could have gained much more by taking it apart in a safe place. Knowledge is power, and in the face of such a strange machine you simply disarmed yourself by destroying it."<br><br>He noticed, but didn't mention, Layla stuffing herself to the point of cartoonish excess. Decadence was good, but fine things needed to be savored, not gorged.<br>Truthfully he ddin't care for either of the women in the room, and mused that that would be both smarter and more charming as a couple of ghouls. Such thoughts were not very classy of him though. So he kept his opinion quiet and assured himself that they must have some redeeming qualities that he just didn't know yet.<br><br>Edit: I'm sure a low (dc 10?) would show the spider as an abnormally large red widow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGlyphstone</strong> on <strong>21-10-2011, 00:19:55</strong>
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				The gnome-shaped blurry patch seemed to look up at Layla, somehow expressing disgust despite not having any visible features. <em>"Yes, and watching was precisely what I had in mind, till you came to bother me. What's more, you're blocking my view."</em> His voice was quiet, almost whisper-like, and acid in its tone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>21-10-2011, 16:57:48</strong>
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				Upon seeing what the little thing in the corner was Layla really had little intention of engaging it further in conversation so she wasn't too disappointed when it snarled at her in a cold and uninviting manner,&nbsp; "Yikes...geez...".&nbsp; The now bloated blonde took a few steps away and placed her hands on her hips, "Well I don't know who or <em>what</em> you are but I'm telling Momo, this is her room after all... &nbsp;Spinning around, Layla strolled off to alert the others, looking back over her shoulder at the intruder as she did so.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>22-10-2011, 03:26:43</strong>
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				Enjying the company we are gaining in my room, even with this weird feeling growing in me. Highly annoying to say the least, as I lounge in the bath watching the others talk and blather and eat up my food. Bael finally gets the oil, as I give him a sultry smile and crawl my nakkie self over there and lay down belly first onto the carpet. <br><br>"Now be a good boy and do a wonderful job of it. I am feeling a tad bit under the weather for some reason, and I could oh so use this..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>22-10-2011, 21:22:37</strong>
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				Bael feels oddly under the wind also, but inspired by the lovely sight of Momohime laying on her stomach spurred him up and shrug off the odd feeling for now and says with short of giggle; "Hehe, sure I make good work with you Momo! Now just relax here hihi...." Bael sustains further giggles away for now and he pours down the oil over Momo's back in gentle flow. After pouring the oil he moves his hands on Momo's back. He mostly first spreads the oil all over her back, down to her thighs and to her ass cheeks and shoulders and to her sides, even slip spread some to sides of her round breasts but his hands do not linger there in the softness.<br><br>After the thorough spread work he gets to work. His fingers start firstly press at both sides of her spine, starting from lower spine and rise slowly up. Thumbs pressing gently on muscle and tissue at side of the spine while slowly rising from base up to her neck. Then he crouches his fingers to bring out the knuckles and he presses them against her oiled flesh, starting sliding grinding path over her shoulder blades, circle them before pressing them down from shoulder blades down towards her buttocks. Once at buttocks his crouched fingers slide open and spread all over her ass, then gentle press slide his slowly upward and pressing down along Momohime's body. A pressing which both tries dig to her flesh and stretch it along passage of his palms which travel along her back.<br><br>OOC: Let me guess; We will become Fantastic 4 of the DnD; Momohime, Bael, Lavael and Layla. I just pray I do not become The Thing (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thing_%28comics%29)
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>23-10-2011, 06:23:42</strong>
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				Perhaps the people Mircalla had made friends with were not as refined as he had hoped. He had made zombies that were more graceful and intelligent then Layla. Momo came off as a hyperactive spoiled child in a woman's body. Bael had at first seemed like a gentleman, but then he started giggling like a fool the moment he touched Momo. He wondered if the sleeping gnome had any more redeeming qualities. <br><br>Mircalla sipped another small mouthful of the wine in his glass. It was a great wine, and yet to him it just tasted like vinegar. He put the glass back on the table, having barley touched it and ate nothing. Human food was disgusting, all of it was already dead. What was an appatizing feast to the others was, to him, a collection of fetid rot. <br><br>One of the twins examined the cursed ioun stone to see if it was still magical. His counterpart giggled playfully and bit at his ear. Mircalla did not want to interrupt them, but his instinct told him that they might be traveling soon and Jerion's magic functioned vastly different then most. "Jerion my dear. Even if we do not find a place among these people, we will find reason to leave soon. The precious darkwood chest must be made easy to transport, and we need security when we rest. Go and forge whatever tools will allow you to provide for us.."&nbsp; Jerion had been wanting to celebrate with the others, but he differed to Mircalla's judgement and returned to the rooms they had rented to assemble new temporary magic creations. <br><br>If Bael had doubted that the Red Widow, Carpathian, was more then a common spider, his doubts would have been pushed aside when the spider whispered inside Bael's head. Tantalizing him with it's thoughts. <br><br>"Layla, are you speaking with someone? Have them introduce themselves."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>24-10-2011, 20:38:10</strong>
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				Coming to a halt Layla looks back over her shoulder at the blurry patch then turns to Mircalla and shrugs, "Uhmmm...I was speaking to <em>something</em>, I'm not sure if I'd say someone." Then, the blonde takes a few nervous steps away from whatever it was and towards the others and points into the corner.&nbsp; "Whatever it is it can talk and I think it wants to be left alone." Layla then looks back to the others and shrugs once more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>25-10-2011, 05:36:35</strong>
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				What the hell was this woman babbling about? There was a magically communicating being, or an invisible creature, or any number of things she could be trying to describe. Mircalla hopes he wouldn't regret assuming that, whatever it was, it was relatively harmless. "You should really eat more like a proper lady Layla. You have stuffed yourself so fast that you've gotten very bloated. Now what impression do you really think that's going to make?&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>All this food plus Bael and Momo's overly giddy massage was making Mirrcalla crave a little company and sustenance for himself. Lucky for him both those urges could be satisfied by the same thing, available in abundance within the bathhouse. "I'll return my dears, I'm just going for a walk..." The coldly beautiful creature slicked out of the room and back into the men's bathing area. <br><br>He didn't worry about sweating off his make up in the steam since with his unique physiology he didn't sweat at all. He stood half in the doorway, giving a few aloof glances about the room. His plan was simple enough; seduce a strong and handsome stranger into returning with him to Momo's room as a date, slowly sap away the man's willpower through the evening with his own intoxicating kisses, then return to his room with his guest and drain all the blood out of his body. A perfect source of invigoration and a disposable servant for later. Now he just had to be sure whoever he invited wouldn't be strong enough to resist him. <br><br>Mircalla's long sculpted nails trailed suggestively along the wall as he waited for interest from an acceptable party. <br><br>Bluff (Seduction): <strong>29</strong><br><br>Sense Motive (To make sure he isnt trying this on a level 17 palladin or something he can't handle enslaving): <strong>33</strong><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2011-10-24 22:33:46, PaleEnchantress (uid: 7336) rolls: 1d20a19 Result: 33 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=32456)<br><br>At 2011-10-24 22:33:19, PaleEnchantress (uid: 7336) rolls: 1d20a22 Result: 29 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=32455)</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>25-10-2011, 17:22:49</strong>
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				Positioning myself on the ground for the nice massage, already relaxing and feeling him get up behind me and apply the massage oils onto my back and adorable perky ass. Giving him a light moan as a reward, before feeling his hands come up and start slowly grinding up and down my back. Feeling the flesh around my spine and along my shoulder blades get plenty of soothing pleasure, letting out a short cry of pleasure and just laying there and taking it. Wiggling my ass just a little as he roams down there with his wonderful healing hands, feeling him grip and grope my supple flesh down there with clarity and love. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>25-10-2011, 22:16:09</strong>
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				Mirrcalla makes his way to the baths finding them to be less crowded than it was an hour or so ago. Most of the men had finished bathing, and head to their rooms. Really no point in sticking around after they were done bathing. It wasn't like a girl was going to jump into the men's bath twice in one day. Mirrcalle threw out his bait, but none of the men were biting. In fact the opposite was happening. The creepy glances of the vampire trolling for tail was scaring off the few men left in the bath.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>26-10-2011, 04:48:16</strong>
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				It was sad to Mircalla that the number of men in the bath had dwindled so. The one's left must have been terribly addled to pass up his unspoken invitation. Oh well, in that case they weren't even worthy of being fed off of much less a chance for an eternity beneath him. Mircalla left, moving almost silently back to his own room. <br><br>"It's times like these that I regret not being able to see my own face in the mirror" He pouted to Jerion. "Help me change into something more form fitting... Mircalla regretted not preparing the long lasting reverse gender spell when he communed with Carpathian. He pulled out a long velvet gown and poured his subtle curves into it.&nbsp; "Dust the lilac powder over my eyelids." He ordered, relying on Jerion to help him with his make up since he had no reflection to work with. <br><br>"The make up your wearing looks good enough with that dress" Jerion assured Mircalla, but it was to little avail. <br><br><em>"Good enough?"</em> Mircalla seethed out with a mocking tone as if the two words were some sort of blasphemy. "Good enough is worthless! Every village has some peasant girl that looks good enough. That semi sentient pair of breasts Layla looks good enough. I do not settle for good enough! Jerion conceded and applied the purple dust to Mircalla's eyes as Mircalla used his alter self spell to become fully female. Some societies were just naturally more primitive then others and in this city his lack of breasts must have decreased his, or her as it was now, standing as the epitome of female beauty.&nbsp; <br><br>The magical changes overall were very subtle. The breasts were obvious and, were she naked, below the belt would be too. Other then that most already assumed she was a flat chested female upon meeting her anyway. Her voice could never have been thought to belong to a male, and her body was more typical of a tall slender woman. "I will not stop until I am fairest of them all. I want the very gods to cry tears of blood over my impossible beauty..." She said before returning to Momo's room.<br><br>"I changed into something a little more formal while I was at it." She spread her rapturous lips in a smile and greeted everyone again. If Bael's story was true they were all successful adventurers. Very worthy of cultivating a working relationship with. Still, the lack of finding a victim for the night left a sour taste in her mouth. She was still undeniably the same person in her appearance and had no desire to put any effort into the common louts in the bathhouse anymore. Such acts would seem positively desperate and it would take far more then a single bad night to make a whore out of her.<br><br>She sat in a chair, the tight fabric of her dress making some movements a little difficult. Conversation would have been welcome but everyone seemed involved in their own thing so she waited for someone to speak with her rather then interrupt. <br><br>OOC: I couldn't find a white haired picture I liked enough for Mircalla so you have to just imagine the white hair. As I mentioned though she really doesn't look that different. <br><br>(http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/131/0/6/Forgotten_and_Never_Heard_by_lady_symphonia.jpg)<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-10-2011, 20:56:54</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg5387770#msg5387770">Quote from: NicciKotor on 25-10-2011, 17:22:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Positioning myself on the ground for the nice massage, already relaxing and feeling him get up behind me and apply the massage oils onto my back and adorable perky ass. Giving him a light moan as a reward, before feeling his hands come up and start slowly grinding up and down my back. Feeling the flesh around my spine and along my shoulder blades get plenty of soothing pleasure, letting out a short cry of pleasure and just laying there and taking it. Wiggling my ass just a little as he roams down there with his wonderful healing hands, feeling him grip and grope my supple flesh down there with clarity and love.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>While massaging appreciative Momohime he held brief words with whatever voice came from spider disguised familiar, at first thinked it was just unusual natural specimen but he started have his doubts about it's nature...<br><br>He continued massage Momohime, his hands grasping her jiggling ass cheeks while thumb brushing on her crack and make gentle but firm press on her rear door. Do bit anal penetration with his thumb inside her ass briefly before sliding out from her. His hands slided down to her thighs and massaged them so that side of his hands brushed underside of her cheeks and rest focused grab her soft flesh and proceeding down to her ankles.<br><br>After he had started ascend back up and now work reverse order the spine climbing pressing knuckles he heard Mircalla return and see his, or her, new form and smiling to her Bael said; "That shape does fits you much better." There was slight irony in that he has received similar compliments among his family and what he said to Mircalla is common among his kind when they talked to each other. Considering only for reproduction purposes their true genders matter but for everything else they could wear whatever they liked.<br><br>Also he did not say 'that form pleases eye' when in matter it's more shape than actual look enhancing magic. As it would insult in former form Mircalla was less pleasing which would not be true what Bael meant. But as said Bael just have harder time to be comfortable as male with another man. As woman he can be fine with other women or be male with women or something between man or woman. He could always bluff his trick is just his sorcery but truth is something a much more personal. Something which he is not going to share with anyone in the room at the time.<br><br>While continuing massage now Momohime's necks in long gentle strokes on her shoulders and fingers dragging shoulder and neck muscles while thumbs worked around behind her head on back of her neck with agile oil moist fingers he says one the twins who had told before about the cursed stones; "Well, if you can siphon magic from stones I will gladly sell them." Turning attention to Layla he said to her; "Someone is there? What he looks like? Also are you sure your fine? I have seen people get quite bloated up while eatting but your looking more pregnant than just stuffed up from food. You did after all got raped quite good by one the monsters in first encounter with them." Turning now attention to Mircalla he says to her; "Also if monsters did not draw you here, then why your exactly traveling? I assume the twins are crafters somesort and your personal servants. But considering you have familiar your spellcaster somekind. So can you enlighten me little what sort magic you call or rely upon?" Also from before Bael's eyes do linger longer now on Mircalla's curves, in appreciative manner. He had glanced Mircalla before but now his gaze now more devoured the sight than looked with neutral admiration.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>28-10-2011, 03:37:13</strong>
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				Night had fully set in. A beautiful night really, clear sky with a full moon, very romantic. Not that the people inside the nice room would know. With all the good food and wine they could just eat and be merry. Apart from a certain vampire whose tastes were not on the menu of the hotel as it would seem. They might have some blood in stock, probably not human, definitely not if you wanted it from the tap so to say. Catering to vampires would make other guests nervous about staying.<br><br>Even though Layla had taken a break from eating she still was bloating up. She look as though she could be having twins now. Really starting to feel the pain of it. The swelling inside her similar to the feeling of needing to use a toilet. Luckily Momohime had paid for the nicest room which came with a private toilet. Not far at all it was just a paper sliding door away from the personal bath.<br><br>Unlike Layla the others seem to be doing just fine. Laveal was just a happy little green dog as always, and Beal was giving Momo a massage. Rubbing down her body then back up to her shoulders, brushing the pink hair out of the way. He could have swore her hair was black a moment ago. At least there were two patches of black in her new pink hair. Which slowly unfurl out to be a pair of cute kitten ears. Beal started to feel something soft and furry beating against him as he watched these new ears, but it wasn't Laveal happily wagging his tail. It was Momo whose must have really been enjoying the massage from how her black cat tail was swaying playfully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>28-10-2011, 04:35:21</strong>
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				Moaning out nice and hard and really enjoying this massage! Wiggling my legs apart just enough to reach in between my ass cheeks and poke a massaging finger into my rear end, just gently enough to to send shivers of relaxing pleasure up my spine. Feeling him oh so slowly travel down my legs, to only slowly go back up and relax the muscles around my delicate spine. Far too enjoying myself for my own good, thank you very much, as the steady beating of a certain new appendage goes unnoticed to my relaxed and soothing mindset. Not even bothered by all of this rabble talking going on right now, just as long as he keeps up with this lovely rubbing... <br><br>(http://img546.imageshack.us/img546/2377/28277d52e7deaa3655e4fd8.jpg) (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/546/28277d52e7deaa3655e4fd8.jpg/)<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>28-10-2011, 08:14:37</strong>
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				With a somewhat concerened expression upon her face slutty Layla looks to Bael as he points out the obvious to her, though from her own end she struggles to keep up the show, as if nothing is wrong.&nbsp; Nervously the blonde bimbo reaches up and strokes her platinum hair with one hand while the other is crossed defensivly across her giant, fake breats."Uhmm...oooOooo...I feel fine..." she manges to get out as she spreads her legs apart a bit more to accomadate her widening belly and hips, her bloated belly expanding slowly yet to a visible extent as she does so.&nbsp; Then looking toward the private bathroom, she gulps and giggles a bit before turning back to Bael and Momo, still intent on keeping up apperances it would seem, "So, uhmm...you two seem to be...ooo...ughhh...getting along nicely.&nbsp; Bael, maybe you'd better stop now before it's too...eeeeck!&nbsp; Too late!" it seemed like Layla was trying to simply jest in a playful manner, though given her past with Momo it was difficult to tell, and the added element of her pain didn't allow the character of the message to be easily deserned either!
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>28-10-2011, 18:48:39</strong>
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				<em>"Mistress, be wary of these people. The goodness is practically dripping off of them!"</em> Carpathian telepathically told Mircalla. The Imp was hoping it's mistress would 'embrace' the elf and have him kill the rest of them. Mircalla's plans were quite a bit more long termed and not so disastrous for anyone in the room. <br><br>One of the twins was in Mircallas room preparing his inventions as requested. Jerion usually took the position of a tactical adviser when the need to fight arose, augmenting his skill with magical support to increase allies effectiveness. As things stood though he was dismantling some of his most relied upon inventions to provide daily utility. Mircalla's coffin was immense and had to be shrunk down to be easily transported, among other things. <br><br>One half of Jerion remained though and was still examining the ioun stone for traces of magic. "Tis easy enough for me to describe my own selves." Jerion addressed the elf's in his usual flowery and quirky way of speaking. "To understand my powers best thee might wish to understand me...I am something called a Dvati, a pair of twins with a single soul, or if you prefer a soul with two bodies. My twin is my life, love and other half. I could not live without him even if I desired it, which I would not wish to do. " <br><br>After examining the stone he sat up straighter and cracked his neck. Unlike Mircalla he was enjoying a small plate of select foods and enjoying the wine their hostess had bought. "I never met my real parents. I was adopted by the DuVore family of mercantile mages. My twin and I were tutored well and expected to use what we learned to the DuVore's benefit. Even now I still maintain my connections and could very well procure more money for sold goods then thou ever could. <em> (Rule wise his "Mercantile Background" feat lets him sell items for 75% market value instead of the standard 50%)</em> <br><br>"Get to the good part my dear.." Mircalla turned her body toward the conversation and crossed one ankle over the other as she leaned inward on her chair. Her newly formed breasts pushed against each other as she did, bringing more the smooth alabaster skin she had into view<br><br>Jerion smiled. "I found out my adopted family acquired me by making a deal with a Handmaiden devil to kill my birth parents so they could acquire my twin and I. It was the handmaiden who herself who told us, thinking we would actually care and desire some sort of vengeance. I'm not certain why she assumed I would have any loyalty to the one's who spawned me, but it impressed her that I didn't. Consequently she took me as a lover and taught me some very special things. I always had a knack for making magic items and can make practically anything, and for much less time and money then most anyone else would require. " <em>(25% off time and cost to make magic items and the ability to make just about anything.)<br></em>"The handmaiden knew how to take spirit form and enter objects, vehicles, and people. She told me once how she possessed a crown and controlled a royal family for generations through it. Her magic gave me the ability to turn into a swan and stripped away my humanity and made me a creature like her so I too could become a fiend of possession. It is what I am training for..." <br><br>Mircalla finally interjected in her voice of velvet darkness. "Jerion eventually found reason of his own to leave the DuVore Family. He haunted the woodlands outside of a trade city where his trickery caused the locals to speak of&nbsp; 'The Ghost of Swan'. I thought it was another sylvan spirit of the night and offered to help the inhabitants. I indented to ally with The Ghost of Swan from the beginning rather than drive it out. I didn't realize just how amicable he would be. Both of Jerion are my most treasured possession." Mircalla rose to move closer to Bael, her hips swaying gently within the restricted black cloth of her expensive gown. "Thank you for the compliment. . . As for myself I was born to a Nymph mother who hated men and romantic love. My magic is gained through the study of primal forces beyond what the eyes can see and the ears can hear. My source of power is the cold embrace of night that has existed since the dawn of time and will forever exist beyond gods and people. It's no idle boast to say that i'm a natural at this and that my magic is very strong. Hags embrace me as a sister in their arts and you would be surprised at what mundane and magical delicacies I can cook up.&nbsp; I am an excellent chef and the scent alone would make your mouth water."<br><br>She reached out a slender hand and brushed Bael's hair away from his face with her long decorated nails. She circled slowly around Bael and Momo looking down at them through her cool purple eyes. Then she walked over to Layla who wasn't looking so great. What Bael said suggested a possible pregnancy so Mircalla sniffed the air around her. Children had a very distinct smell, though some young creatures were just to alien to smell like children. "I've also embraced my inhuman nature and I have many powers that come from that." Mircalla was beginning to suspect Bael might not be 'just' an elf, but if he wasn't it was obvious that he tried to be. She was not going to come out and say that she came from the most evil and decadent of fey and was also a shameless vampire. If everyone stayed around her they would eventually find out, but by then she suspected they would be dependent on her and not offer much protest. <br><br>"As I said my interest is not with the monsters, but with those who hunt the monsters. You adventurers are what drew me here. Doubtless I will eventually 'adventure' myself but my interest isn't so much what I do as who I do it with..." Her whole purpose was to branch outward and dig her proverbial and literal fangs into everything she could and increase her power. Her existence could potentially be eternal but many of her kind were ended by those with a lust for money and adventure. A calculated risk here could give her the resources to be untouchable later. She didn't mention all that but she did offer a tactical explanation "Jerion and I have vast power but it is subtle in nature. We can use others and make them succeed or suffer as we choose, yet on our own we are vulnerable and very poor at killing a threat until we render it unable to fight back."<br><br>Jerion noticed Momo's change and smiled. "Pink is a marvelous colour! So is green and together they look like open bruised flesh!" He truly was an oddball. <br><br>(Jerion and Mircalla have massive utility but can't take or dish out a beating) <br><br><strong>Actions</strong> Jerion tried to see if the ioun stone still has the curse or any other magical properties: Spellcraft (18 +13) = 31<br>Mircalla sniffs for children.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>28-10-2011, 21:26:42</strong>
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				The stones do have some magic in them. Though they are not nearly as powerful as the stones they were pretending to be. They only have a value of 2000 gold. Mircalla can smell children in the area. Some of them are in surrounding rooms, and a few were under the room they were currently in.<br><br>Ruby started to pout over how ridiculous her partner looked now. The magical blade complained about how Momohime would never be a respected swordsman, or even be able to find a decent husband as a pink hair catgirl! The only suitable career for a lady like her, is to be a lady of the night like Layla.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>29-10-2011, 04:00:29</strong>
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				Bael during middle of the massage noticed firstly the pink hair....wondering what exactly is happening. Is sight doing tricks or was it magical shampoo? But then sudden appearance of new ears and then brush of Momohime's tail send him to alarm.<br><br><em>What in name of nine hells....first Kayla and now Momo?!</em><br><br>Bael had hard time why women were so affected while he himself and his cooshie companion looked fine besides sometimes being mirthful than usual. However his shocked mind was distracted by Mircalla and her long tale about her past and talents and watch the further exposed white pale skin and shiver passed his body when Mircalla brushed his blue hair aside. After Mircalla stopped her tale and had heard twins tale he continued massage Momohime now back to the sides in gentle rib stretching brushes which did thumb pressure points to her back while he replied; "Ahaa, sounds you two have interesting past. I myself I am just world wandering woodsman with bit sorcerous gifts, sadly gifts related to demonic ancestor messing somewhere in my family tree and giving me perk ability take whatever shape I desire and keep it long as I want it to. Momo, are you using some funky appearance change magic....or why you now look like adorable catgirl?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>29-10-2011, 05:42:45</strong>
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				All of this talking is making massage time slightly more aggitated! Stcking out my tail nice and taunt, getting ready to yell at them before Bael calms me down with some nice hard massage across my ribs. Soothing down quite nicely now, purring all the same and enjoying it. Wiggling my ass at him as well, mostly out of a certain new habit that is just weird. <br><br>Wondering what he is talking about when he speaks my name. Catgirl? Now that I think about it, where did this tail come from, as I casually flick it around like it was always there. Twitching my new kitty ears as well, finding all of this quite interesting...<br><br>Wait a moment... <br><br>Yeowing out in shock and horror, getting right straight up and kicking Bael in the balls in the process. Looking down at my new flesh and grabbing that tail, and feeling it! Glaring at it with some intensity, hearing Ruby in my mind about being a catgirl, which is even more confirmation over what is going on. <br><br><strong>"WHAT IS GOING ON, NYAH!?"</strong><br><br>Scampering of right out of the room, screaming and tail flying behind me, running right into the hallway. Not really heading off into any set direction, just trying to scamper away from all of these new weird feelings and emotions!
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>29-10-2011, 18:21:03</strong>
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				Bael who was dressed only in wrapped up towel at this point and sight of both Mircalla and naked Momohime who even after transformation was quite fetching looking had inspired some hardness under his towel, not full note but more interested level sort.<br><br>So when suddenly Momohime screamed and in suddenly jolting action her foot kicked straight on the marker made Bael groan in deep hissing agony and fall down with a whimper on the floor, stunned from the sudden accidental kick to his groin he lays in fetal position while Momohime is screaming in shock and running off. However he manages to cough on to his cooshie companion Lavael who had alerted up and moved close to him whimper and snuggle his head against hurt Bael's side in sign of symphaty. Bael speak in sylvan; "Shu...shas...bethar...irth..." Lavael barks and suddenly bolts after panicked Momohime. Bael had only asked Lavael to follow Momohime so she would not be alone running naked and oiled up around the bath house unprotected.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>29-10-2011, 23:17:38</strong>
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				Mircalla supressed her urge to snicker and instead just grinned wryly. How delicious it was to see such an attractive man doubled over in that very intimate male pain. He even went through the gentlemanly effort of sending his sympathetic animal companion after the woman to ensure her safety, leaving him alone clutching those precious parts. <br><br>The vampiress slinked over to the crumpled Bael. "No permanent harm done I hope...." she said, standing regally over him. She played the concerned role, even though it turned her on rather then elicited any form of sympathy from her blackened heart. If she had her way she would tease Bael's cock and hours before tearing open it's veins and letting the blood pour out of that throbbing piece of meat and down her throat. <br><br>She lowered herself to Bael's side gracefully despite the tight velvet round her waist restricting her movements. "Why don't we have a look here, hmm?" She said reaching forward to remove the towel from Bael's waist unless he moved to stop her.<br><br><br>Jerion giggled "Is now a bad time to ask if 500 gold pieces would be enough for the cursed stone?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>30-10-2011, 00:50:20</strong>
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				Bael groans a little and does not resist Mircalla remove the towel and reveal for a elf handsome long and girthed cock. Curiously it had runic, draconic, dark red tattoos surrounding his cock and he had no foreskin so the tip was uncovered. So far as Mircalla can see the sudden hit to him had not made any damage. Just a painful shock and as result extra flow of blood had made his girth bigger altough it throbbed more from pain than pleasure at the moment.<br><br>Bael starts already slowly recover and so he is able reply more coherently to Jerion; "The five hundred...sounds fine to me....I may ask you craft something for me.....in future."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>30-10-2011, 02:06:49</strong>
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				"See.. no real harm done" She said and reached out her hand to gently stroke the side of Bael's face with her nails. The sight of Bael's exposed sex was more then she expected. Large, tattooed, and circumspect, the throbbing pulse in that exposed length made her fangs&nbsp; pop out with an audible 'shick'.&nbsp; She just closer her mouth, trying not to draw attention to her strange manifestation of arousal. Her enhanced vision saw every vein in that cock pulse with hot blood. <br><br>Jerion grinned excitedly. "I'll get the money for you in a little bit. I'm going to go break this down now!" It was apparent he enjoyed crafting magic trinkets. <br><br>Mircalla didn't pay much attention to her companion leaving and instead brought her soft cool fingers down from Bael's face to touch the engorged head of his dick. Her flesh seemed much colder then most, but there was a pleasurable tingling to it. As if the cold in her was en energy in it's own. Unlike some vampires Mircalla preyed on psychic energy and blood rather then life energy and blood, the experience was known to be far more intoxicating for the victim. Yet she did not try to feed of of Bael, instead she just trailed her fingers around the warm head of his cock. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>30-10-2011, 02:55:55</strong>
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				Langley and Triella, who was currently minding their own business in the hallway, find the oddest thing. A naked catgirl with pink hair covered in oil running down the hall at them. Not really having time to act the catgirl blasts past them knocking them over and rubbing some oil on them. Not long after a strange green dog runs after the catgirl as well. It was hard to say what was going on here. The most obvious reason was that there was a hunt on and the prized goes to the first person who can catch the greased up catgirl.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>30-10-2011, 03:00:38</strong>
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				Screaming all the harder as I keep up with my wild scampering away from this weird new body! Which naturally is not actually working, but you try rationally thinking this through when you just got changed into a adorable kittygirl! Blowing past two girls and not even bothering to stop, as I pant out nice and hard as I keep running down hallways and past more people. <br><br>Just when I was about to slow down and try to think about this, a dog just comes out of nowhere and is chasing me!? That sets off most of the alarm bells in my new kitty mindset, screaming even harder and scampering even more so throughout the bathouse! My pierced nipples and breasts jiggling ever so slightly with each step, giving anyone that I run past a good look before I disappear once again around a corner. Just constantly screaming and running, knocking over nightstands and people and generally causing havoc. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>30-10-2011, 07:30:43</strong>
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				Without too much concern Layla watched Momo take off, she had noticed the change too, the pink hair, the ears but Layla had assumed Momo was just up to one of her usual attention seeking antics, but this appeared to be the real thing?!&nbsp; She also had to laugh at Bael's accident and made her way near him, but behind Micalla as she examined him.&nbsp; She stood behind the two of them with her arms crossed and watched as the newcomer helped herself to Bael's cock, "Uhmmm...hello....I'm still here ya know?" she giggled and then shifted her weight to one leg, the resulting motion which caused her to wince as whatever was inside of her moved also. "Ughh...ooohhh...uhmm...anyway, what do you think you're doing?&nbsp; You think Momo will be very happy if she comes back and sees you with Bael's cock in your hand?&nbsp; Hmmm?" The blonde raised an eyebrow, trying to be coy but quickly her eyes went cross from a shock of pain in her abdomen, "Ughh..."&nbsp; She stumbled back a few steps and then giggled nervously.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>30-10-2011, 09:05:49</strong>
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				Layla's presence wasn't particularly desired by the icy woman. " I haven't forgotten you. Perhaps you should worry less about what we're doing and more about your condition.&nbsp; You might want to get to a temple and see whats wrong with you before you regret it." Mircalla was quite the exhibitionist when it came to her men, public displays of passion were quite normal. This was hardly even that intimate.<br><br>"Momo?" She asked as if the other now feline woman's opinion hadn't crossed her mind yet. Mircalla didn't care what Momo might say about her maneuver on Bael, though Bael himself did seem fond of the girl. 'Girl' was the right word for Momo too while Mircalla was defiantly a woman.... or at least at the moment she was. This whole group fit well enough into Mircalla's plans that she didn't want any of them coming to harm, but she could ensure that Momo remained away for a bit longer. That way she and Bael could continue undisturbed so long as Layla took a hint and sat her ever expanding butt back down. <br><br>Well if Momo was a catgirl now the distraction should be rather appropriate for the situation. Mircalla threw her head back and let out an enthralling inhuman howl that sounded like a cross between a cry of excess passion and the baying of a wolf. Her cry might have seemed out of place, but in less then half a minute there would be dozens of tiny rats scurrying around Momo. The vampiress had called the 'children of the night' directing them to run around Momo but not to actually harm anyone. <br><br>"Ah forgive me Bael, I was just so excited to see that you possessed such a fine specimen of male anatomy." She said, waving off her disturbing cry. It might&nbsp; seem a plausible excuse though the fact that she could make that noise to begin with would be rather unsettling had she not already said she was a witch. "If she cared&nbsp; then she wouldn't left Bael with beautiful women like us right?" Mircalla said, using an appeal to Layla's vanity to cover a less logical path of reasoning. It was obvious that the blond wasn't very bright. <br><br><br><strong>Actions: </strong> Mircalla uses Children of the Night sending 5 rat swarms to harass (but not attack) Momo. They arrive in 24 seconds. Since we aren't in combat that should just come in effect next post. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>30-10-2011, 19:51:14</strong>
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				Bael felt the trace of Mircalla's nails on his cheek, her gentle caress sending nice tingling shiver run through his spine altough the sudden sharp 'shick' drew his eyes to her but saw nothing out of place with her. Wondering what caused such sharp sound. However after his gaze fell upon her face instead just admiring her white silky smooth thighs the gaze stayed there. Listening the sensual voice of Mircalla while she talked.<br><br>Her fingers which grasped gently to his cock felt chilly, but a chill which he welcomed to soothe away the burning pain and leave only stiffening hardness which soon grew to full size and hardness. Then out of sudden howl made Bael stunned from display, such primal howl send both kinds of shivers; a delight and outright fright. Hearing her words explain the sound he chuckled and he said; "Well, I should be honored if such refined lady like yourself goes so verbal in praise to just something what nature had given to me." Well, almost at least. He did not adjust his normal size much in his elf form expect slightly girth size and he toes have tattoos in there even in normal form.<br><br>Bael smiling asks from Mircalla; "However, don't you both feel bit over dressed for this occasion? This is bathouse suite after all." If he had singled out Mircalla it would had hurt Layla's feelings at least. Also he thinks she could get more comfortable if she gets out from her outfit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>31-10-2011, 17:43:46</strong>
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				The piercing howl the woman emited gave the blonde some reason for concern and she took a further step back when it came out.&nbsp; But as the two procedded without much cause Layla rolled her eyes a bit at the two of them as she readjusted her weight shifting it to another leg, "Fine, whatever.&nbsp; Bael, you know Momo and I aren't the best of friends anyway, I'm just saying...she's <em>not</em> going to be happy if she comes in a sees this."&nbsp; Currently, considering how she felt, Layla had bigger concerns.&nbsp; At the same time however she was annoyed that Bael went from Momo to this woman...what about her!&nbsp; As she watched the two Layla fumed a bit, though it was hard to concentrate on the anger considering the pain building up in her....she decided to shake it off.<br><br>In a somewhat dainty manner the blonde began to take off her outer robe (which was see though anyway), though when she remembered her bloated belly decided against it and after a somewaht nervous giggle she strutted closer to the two of them, her platform heels clunking lodly ont he marbel floor of the bath house.&nbsp; "On second thought, Momo's had her fun...and you're right, it was her dumb choice to leave Bael here with us." she raised and eyebrow and shrugged looking to Micalla and then to Bael.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>02-11-2011, 01:30:56</strong>
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				"Something tells me you have a high pain tollerance." Mircalla said, still playing with Bael's cock. "When were you circumsized and tell me more about these tattoos. Not that many men are willing to sit there and let someone take a needle to their penis." She had gotten her fangs to retract a bit, but even at her most relaxed her k-9 teeth looked perilously sharp. It was a rather interesting place to have such markings, and she wondered what they represented. <br><br>"I'm not usually one to praise a man for his anatomy. You all have a tendency to already think that your bodies to be more unique then they really are. I do love to play with it all though, to have a strong handsome man let me explore his body at my leasure." The suggestion that she get more comfortable brought an awkward smile o her face. "I'm fine really...it's sweet of you to ask though." The reason she stayed dressed was rather practical really. The shape-changing spell she used would only last an hour, while she possessed other magics that could change her sex for an entire day she hadn't actually prepared them. In the dress the ending of her spell would only flatten out her chest. If she were undressed however, the shift would be a lot more noticeable and potentially embarrassing.&nbsp; A pity since she usually wore rather enticing lingerie regardless of her displayed sex. She assumed the suggestion was more born out of Bael's desire to get her naked then to actually see to her comfort.<br><br>"Your heritage aside you seem like an all natural man to me." &nbsp;As a supernatural predator Bael's laid back and close to the earth nature appealed to her. How she would enjoy having his warm life filled body wrapped&nbsp; protectively around her, and through the hard cock in her hand she could feel each beat of his heart. <br><br>"Was there something else you wanted?" Mircalla nonchalantly asked Layla. Nothing about what Mircalla said should have indicated to Layla that she was invited to come closer to them. Even if she did just pick up when Momo ran out, Mircalla didn't care to share. Bael could be a worthy partner, but if he desired someone else more than her he could also be easily discarded. If he did, it was unlikely to be Layla since they had apparently been traveling together for quite some time. She really was a dumb twit too since even in her state of ever expanding size, she seemed more concerned about the exposed cock in the room then finding out whats the matter. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>02-11-2011, 05:57:59</strong>
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				Poor Momohime, she was a catgirl, she was being chased by a dog, and now she could add swarms of rats to the list of things that were chasing her. Normally cats should be chasing rats, but these rats had got it in their minds to gang up on her all at once, filling the hallway behind her with hundreds of squeaks and tittering feet. Worse of all she had forgotten to bring Ruby along. All alone being chased without her sword, what else could go wrong to her?<br><br>Back in the room Layla wasn't feeling so well. At least she hadn't gotten much larger yet, but their were all sorts of noises coming from her. The kind of grumbling gastric noises that bodies make when something bad is happening. She started to feel the pressure inside her try to relive itself. Her body rejecting what was inside it and trying to force it out whether she was ready or not.<br><br>[Layla needs to make a fort save.]
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>02-11-2011, 06:07:54</strong>
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				Screaming all the harder as I keep up the wild running around the hallways of the bath house. Having no idea where I am going and not caring, just wanting to get away form that evil dog and that weird swarm of rats! Rats are icky, especially compared to dogs! Only making me increase my nakkie kittygirl scampering, as I managed a full rotation through the bathhouse and back to my own private room. <br><br>Seeing Bael there being molested by that weird chick, not bothering to stop to ask why as I leap into the air and crash into him. <strong>"nyyyaaahhh! EVIL DOGGIE!"</strong> Somehow managing to knee him in the balls once again, crashing into him nice and hard and sending the both of us back into the bath water. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>04-11-2011, 04:05:47</strong>
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				Momohime made her trip around the hotel. After her was swarms of rats, and a dog. Using her crazy kitty agility she leaps into the air. Ruining the the good times the others were having in the room, She flying knees poor Beal sending the two of them flying in to the tub. Laveal jumps back into the tub since both his master and the target his master send him after were in there. While the rats just ran to the edge of the tub surrounding it.<br><br>Things for Layla weren't going so well either. She could no longer hold back the swelling. The grumbling of her stomach got very loud and she felt her puckered asshole stretch wide. Pushing out through her rear was a green squishy orb about the size of a cantaloup. After she managed to pass the orb, her swelling went down some. Now only looking a little pregnant.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>04-11-2011, 17:23:01</strong>
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				The blonde bard was just about to start laughing at the comical situation that had unfolded in front of her, with the transformed Momo making contact with Bael's private parts when the feeling in her stomach really started to get out of hand.&nbsp; As water splashed about, (Layla wished that it hopefully messed up Mircalla's garb and hair!) she took a few steps back, "Uhmmm...guys...oooOOOoooo!" she squated a bit at the knees to ease the pain coming from her backside and just when her eyes went cross from the extreme pain and she felt as though she was about to black out it was over...but what had happened?&nbsp; Looking around she spotted the large green orb that had come out of her..."EEEEEEEEEECK!" she pointed to it and looked at the others in shock.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>05-11-2011, 18:47:37</strong>
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				Bael listens what Mircalla is saying while enjoying her attentions. He looks while Layla undresses and approaches them and he replies; "Well, if Momo haves issues with me being other women she did not tell me no word about it. So far as I consider we two are not in deeper relationship if not count tryst or two in the past for stress relief."<br><br>Bael then shifts his attention from Layla to Mircalla and with smile he replies; "Well, I was circumcised as passage of adulthood in my...well, could say a clan as term family does not quite cover it. The tattoos were not made with needle work but by magic, and tattoos are mostly patterns and signs how we display openly our clan rank and our famed deeds in family. There is needle involved in the spell but it does only single stab and then spell works on itself onto my skin. It does burn though so you need bite something hard while endure the burn."<br><br>When Mircalla asked does he want something he was about reply when suddenly screaming catgirl pounces towards him! His eyes widens and his mind already says passage; <em>Oh no...</em><br><br>Then his thoughts get clouded second time with sharp red pain when he groans in agony when he and catgirl crashed together and flied to the bathtub together with splash! A split second later Lavael with happy bark crashed into water also and tackled the elusive catgirl by pressing it's paws on her back! Resulting Bael who was most bottom end up sandwiched at bottom of the bath.<br><br>He is grimacing while throbbing pain pulses through his body. He concentrates for moment for his innate magical power.....<br><hr><br>Others can see bubbles rising from the water, first to come up to surface is Lavael who swims doggy around in the spot where Bael and Momo had crashed. Whimpering in worry. There is purple/angry flash coming in under surface of misty water while squeaking of rats surround the bathtub when the rats do not dare swim in boiling warm water.<br><br>Then bubbles explode in volume and size and then from water's surface pounces up catgirl transformed Momo who's head is held by elf female amazon (http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&amp;s=view&amp;id=623497)! She was naked and her body was covered in similar tattoos what Bael had before but pattern had shifted slightly to match the femine curved body. She was seven feet tall, long elegant ears and green hair and crimson colored iris eyes. Her skin was well tanned mix of gold and bronze and were hard and wiry. Breasts were proportional to her size; matching close to E size category but they did not sag at all; were firm and round and bouncy perhaps. However woman had angry expression and she had her long delicate fingers tangled on Momo's hair and she said in fluid femine elven accent; "You damn hysterical kitty bitch! You knocked off both my nuts nearly in row with your knee! Can you imagine how it feels? Not even agony in nine hells matches it! Your going get your ass spanked purple for this I will swear....." It sounded that Bael had on fly transformed into woman to avoid agonize himself under the water with now second time busted balls to reduce pain impact. As women overall have higher pain tolerance and they have no balls so only echo of the pain now travels in Bael's now femine form.<br><br>However Bael's speech is cut off when she notices Layla's blight and how her ass birthed a...green orb? Bael hisses and says; "I knew it! Your pregnant by something Layla! We need get you to healer or something before this process kills you!" Bael relinquishes her grip on Momo's hair and with powerful quick stride of tall legs she kicks herself off the pool and moves to Layla check on her condition. Bael scowls on sight of the rats and says; "Can anyone please get rid of these pests?!" He goes quickly trace hand over Layla's stomach to determine how much is still left to come out and use her basic healing lore what she knows about nature life giving births, measure can Layla survive it or going to die.<br><br>While Bael is doing status check on Layla's condition Lavael whimpers and gives lick on Momo's cheek and hair, tail wiggling while it tries it's best remain in surface of the water.<br><br><strong>Heal check: 4</strong><br>At 2011-11-05 11:43:49, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+1 Result: 4 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=32657)<br><br><strong>Knowlegde:Nature check 27</strong><br>At 2011-11-05 11:44:47, Zaer Darkwail (uid: 14) rolls: 1d20a+8 Result: 27 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=32661)
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>05-11-2011, 22:08:02</strong>
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				After Momo kicked Beal so hard he switched genders, s/he went over to check on poor fucked up Layla. After examining her and the orb, he noticed it was something similar to something in nature. The orb looked a lot like an egg of sorts. The outside was a clear membrane, but inside was green slime and a black yolk. As for how he could stop it from killing Layla, the only simple thing s/he could think of was to have her lay the eggs faster than she grew them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>09-11-2011, 07:50:38</strong>
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				<br>A faint smile pursed Mircalla's lips when Bael mentioned how Momo and he were not in a deep relationship. It really seemed to be more jealousy on Layla's part than concern for Momo. "Well, we all have our family histories don't we? I do like your big uncovered cock-head, but you say your tattoos are to show your clan rank? It's a very interesting place for markings that are publically displayed." She said, tracing the outline of each rune with the tip of her fingernail. <br><br>Any of the splashed water that did get on Mircalla was easily dried with the simple cantrip of prestidigitation. Her opinion of Momo was developing further as she a the other woman as a mixture of pointless foolishness and artificial sickening cuteness. All that youth full energy of hers though meant her blood would make for a very rejuvinating bath. <br><br>If Momo inspired Mircalla's contempt than Layla evoked her pity. The woman was so clueless and one dimensional that calling her a 'dumb slut' would not only describe her accurately but also describe her entirely. That all turned to shock and revulsion when the slut laid an egg! It was obvious that it was an egg, the question on Mircalla's was what was it an egg of. "Layla does your species oviposate normally? What , in the name of faceless hate, are you giving birth too?"&nbsp; Mircalla was far more concerned about the egg than Layla, Bael in all his female power, seemed to be tending to the new mother anway. The egg either had to be cared for or destroyed depending on what it would become.<br><br>"I can communicate with vermin sometimes." Mircalla said, lying when Bael asked if anyone could get rid of the rats. "Return to where you came from!" she commanded. The act could be seen as either mundane or magical persuasion of beasts, rather than the truth of the mistress of the vermin dismissing them from service. With a large spider companion and the ability to speak with vermin Mircalla might seem as if she were a druid, obfuscating her nature as a blasphemous undead predator and a malevolent witch. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blue Leah</strong> on <strong>09-11-2011, 15:00:35</strong>
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				So much for peace and quiet. <br><br>That's all Caerdain had wanted when he'd come to this place... A real bed, a bath to wash away the fatigue of his travels, and a bottle of whiskey to wash away the fatigue of his failures. He's been searching for a year now, and every town he's been to has either had nothing to say... or worse, liars looking to take his money for a false lead. No matter... it had taken a month, but the last liar is under the ground now, and Caerdain's not about to let himself be fooled a second time. Doesn't take away the sting, though... that's what the whiskey was for. <br><br><em>Was</em> being the operative word here. <br><br>He's barely even a fifth of the way into the bottle when he hears the noises... like a stampede running in the halls. For just a moment, Caerdain wonders if the "informant's" friends have come to avenge his death, and he draws Skybite from its sheath, idly fingering the vibrantly colored scarf that hangs from the weapon's hilt as he stalks to the door, throwing it wide and readying himself for...<br><br>A naked girl, a green dog, and a swarm of vermin, running through the halls like some kind of Sczarni comedy troupe. If it weren't for the fact that the woman looked terrified, he'd be listening for the musicians and their brass-horns.<br><br>"Hmph. This house needs better cats, if there are that many rats about..." Even after a year of traveling, the Shoanti accent in Caerdain's voice is still prominent. And of course, he's talking to himself again... though ninety percent of the time, it's either talk to himself or talk to Moira, and who knows which is worse.<br><br>For a moment, Caerdain is tempted to just shut the door, forget he'd seen anything, and go back to his bottle... but curiosity is a powerful thing, and the man finds himself slinging his blade over his shoulder, the metal cold even through the rough blue cloth of his tunic, and follows the herd down the hallway. Either she'd fend off the creatures, someone else would help her, or if he got there in time he would... but to be perfectly honest, the man isn't expecting much more than that. <br><br>So imagine his surprise when he walks up to the party's open door...<br><br>"What in the nine hells?!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>09-11-2011, 20:34:58</strong>
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				Layla stood over the egg, her slender legs spread apart and her platform heels on either side of the strange green orb.&nbsp; "Everyone just shut up already!&nbsp; What...what is it?" without moving she nervously looked back down at it as her hands combed though her platinum hair in an absent minded fashion.&nbsp; "Sh...should I be worried?" Then Layla got the answer to her question as she realized even though her tumid belly had shunk with the passing of the egg, it was already starting to grow again!&nbsp; "Uh...uh oh...guys...I think there might be another one coming!" The blonde's eyes opened wide and she pulled at her hair with both hands.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>10-11-2011, 13:54:22</strong>
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				Ever the socialite, Mircalla was quick to greet the new arrival. He has arrived just in time to see her command the rats to leave and have them rush out of the door he opened, scurrying away in a horde beneath his feet. "Greetings, are we making too much noise?" she asked, trying to explain things in detail would take more effort than it was worth. The new arrival wasn't owed any&nbsp; type of explanation, though Mircalla decided to be polite and offer a brief summary. "My new friends are still dealing with the inexplicable side effects of their last adventure."<br><br>The femme-fatal slinked over to him and offered her hand palm down. Being so close to her, Caerdain could feel the spiritual drain of being next to something so unearthly beautiful. "Enter freely of your own will and leave some of the happiness you bring. I am Mircalla Karensten. Charmed I'm sure." Her rich purple eyes glanced over to Momo and the angered amazonian Bael. "This room belongs to my friend Momohime, I'm sure she wouldn't mind me having a guest if you wish to join us."<br><br>So what if Layla was roosting? Mircalla had an other potential childer to examine. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blue Leah</strong> on <strong>10-11-2011, 16:42:39</strong>
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				Caerdain spits out a curse as swarms of vermin roll across his feet, and he makes an honest effort to squash at least one of the little buggers beneath his feet before they get too far. Well, he starts to, at least... until the woman in the curve-hugging gown glides his way. <br><br>"Hrmm..." Caerdain's eyes travel the length of the woman's body- and then across the rest of the room- before he reaches out to take her hand, leaning forward to brush her knuckles with his lips. The act itself seems surreal... taking the time to observe formalities as if they were in a Taldan court, rather than a bath-house with a naked, tattooed amazon, a pink-haired girl with cat ears, and a blonde laying eggs. And to make matters worse, he's feeling... fatigued, and slightly woozy. Surely he's not so squeamish as to be unsettled by&nbsp; vermin? "Caerdain, of the Blue Swallows Caravan. And it wasn't so much your group as a whole, as your pink haired friend and her... pursuers... that got my attention. I followed to make sure everything was alright." <br><br>When it comes to the woman's invitation to join them, though, the traveler becomes... a bit less comfortable. First because he's been out of general company for so long, and second because... well... the "aftereffects" of the group's "last adventure" seem to be a bit on the strange side. <br><br>Of course, finding himself- unkempt and slightly-buzzed as he is- the subject of such a beautiful woman's gaze&nbsp; is a bit unnerving in itself. Pleasant, perhaps, but he suddenly feels very self-conscious...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>11-11-2011, 05:31:41</strong>
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				Splahing into the water after my flying kick to the balls, screaming all the same and getting water all over the place. Eventually coming too once all of the excitment of getting chased by a demon dog has elasped, panting out some and holding onto my chest for good measure. Someone would just love to molest a helpless kittygirl. Getting right down to the point as well...<br><br><strong><em>"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?</em></strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>11-11-2011, 20:06:53</strong>
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				"Caravan? You must travel a great deal than. I'm guessing you one of the guardians. You certainly look like you know how to hold a weapon Mr. Caerdain." Mircalla flashed a subtly playful smile, her fangs having retracted by now. <br><br>She then realized a simple solution to Layla's problem. "Why don't we just remove Layla's ovaries? I'm sure we can have a surgeon come in, cut her open and then heal her magically. It would be so quick and easy."&nbsp; For the vampiress it seemed like the most practical solution, as it stood Layla could be a danger to herself and others. Worse yet she looked rather nasty at the moment, and that was truly unforgivable. "There is all sorts of fine food to be enjoyed on the table. Just don't touch the eggs coming out of the blonde. We haven't figured out what they are yet." <br><br>"I have my own room as well if all this is too much for you. I have a lot of business with adventurers here but haven't really formed that many connections just yet." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>11-11-2011, 22:58:04</strong>
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				Bael is pretty much ignoring the new man who introduced himself as Caerdain for now at this point while she observes Layla's condition and says; "I do not know but only way how you survive this if you would able birth these things faster! But not damn sure what these are even!" Then she turns on Caerdain and says; "Can you run and fetch a doctor, priest, midwife or anything help with this?!" Bael was not at moment aware that she is naked in her amazon body perhaps and most likely would not had cared so long he gets some kicking movement on the man call or search fast for priest as Bael is pretty sure Layla is going to die if they do not solve this soon! Not mention he desires someone take over while he goes dispose the eggs, as he's damn sure whatever hatches from them is not good thing.<br><br>Hearing Momohime's shout he turns on her and says; "Something what we faced when machine was destroyed, the gas, mist or whatever seems have side effects! I felt odd when it happened and now recently felt surge of funny odd feelings before these transformations started."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blue Leah</strong> on <strong>14-11-2011, 14:59:26</strong>
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				"I... well, not quite." Caerdain feels a flush spread across his cheeks at the woman's flattery, and curses the weight of the whiskey on his mind. In solitude, the weight had been welcome... now it just makes him feel sluggish, when he feels like he should be quick. "And I am fine when it comes to food... I thank you for the offer, though." <br><br>Of course, "fine" for him meant the same dried out travel-fare that he had been living on for months now... and his stomach <em>is</em> rumbling at the sight of the food. But at the same time, he doesn't know any of these people, and he can't really see himself eating a meal while surrounded by naked women- and a humanoid laying eggs. It would just be too surreal. <br><br>Though where Caerdain really stumbles is when the white-haired woman offers her room as an alternative place to converse- after months alone on the road, the concept is enough to make the man's tongue feel like lead. <br><br>Which is why he's almost thankful when the tattooed amazon starts barking orders. If nothing else, having an actual task will help him to shake off the little wisps of whiskey floating behind his eyes. <br><br>"Hm? Oh, yes... I'll see if I can find someone..." The man shifts his grip on his blade, to make sure he can turn around safely, and takes a step back from the door. <em>Just walk away, and be done with it...</em> he thinks to himself. He owes these people nothing, just as they owe him nothing. But at the same time, he has a lot of questions brewing in the back of his mind, and if nothing else he'd like to get <em>some</em> answered. And maybe he will be able to do that if he helps them.<br><br>He wonders if maybe the bath house's owner would be able to give him any information?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 05:42:24</strong>
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				Crying out all the harder over how evil all of this is! I was just so sexy before, but look at me now! Tail nicely curled up between my legs for protection as I sit in the bath water and try to calm myself down over these mixed bag of kittygirl feelings! Not at all caring about the whore and her belly, since that is what you get for sleeping around with mysterious men!<br><br>Speaking of mysetious men, where did that guy come from!? Looking up at Caedain with wide kittygirl eyes, the sort of pouty eyes of longing that make weaker men die of heart attacks. Quivering my lips at him before pouncing out of the bath to tackle the mystery man head on! Headbutting his groin before hugging his midrift. <strong>"What is Going ON!?"</strong><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PaleEnchantress</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 06:22:47</strong>
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				Caerdin's humble and clumsy response was somewhat endearing. "Not quite? That's a common answer for someone with something to hide. Don't fret though, you needn't tell me your personal affairs." Once Caredin declined the invitation to dine, Mircalla was left wondering what else to offer. He hadn't exactly said no to returning to her room, but he didn't accept either. That was enough, he wasn't anything so special to make her ask again. <br><br>That did leave the question as to what he was staying for at all then. Something Mircalla had little time to examine when Momohime came barreling right past her onto Caerdin. The little manx was just a hyperactive little girl. Mircalla, even when male, considered herself far more woman that that child. Her whole attitude was so sweet it could give someone cavities. It seemed Momo once again managed to get her target right in the balls. It was truly a shame Momo didn't have that soft grey fur all over her body or she might actually make a beautiful fur coat for Mircalla to wear. <br><br>"Now now dear girl..." Mircalla said softly, taking a step forward to stroke behind Momo's kitty ears. "You are tired and confused. Why don't you <strong><em>Lay down in the bed and go to sleep...</em></strong>" <br><br>Mircalla lacked the ability to utterly crush another's will with her gaze, like most vampires could. Instead she was like an undead siren and her voice could make those listening obey her commands. With Momo being on top of Caerdin she too would be affected by Mircalla's icy beauty and find her subtle commands even more difficult to resist.<br><br><br>Momohime: Will save DC 19 (with a -5 penalty) against Suggestion "Lay down in the bed and go to sleep"&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blue Leah</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 14:58:24</strong>
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				Caerdain's eyes widen at the woman's response. That was <em>not</em> what he had meant to imply, and he's not terribly keen on being written off as a thief or the like so quickly. <br><br>"No, miss, nothing to hide... I was the caretaker of the caravan's horses. Had been since I was a child." He grins sheepishly, turning his palms towards the woman in a "nothing to hide" stance. "I only meant that there were no guards in the caravans. Everbody wa- OI!" <br><br>He had noticed the pink haired woman looking at him a couple of times now- had even wondered if he should go over and help her once or twice. But when she charges, a sudden rush of adrenaline pours through his veins... and his hands and forearms become decorated with a grey-blue "scale" design, a blessing of his faith. When the pink-haired woman's body connects with his, this "blessing" absorbs most of the damage... sure, she's still clinging to him, but at least he's on his feet. Though as the adrenaline and the scales fade, Caerdain&nbsp; finds himself even more confused... and more drained on top of it. <br><br>"Generally speaking, you ask that question before you attack someone..." He mutters to the cat-girl, giving Mircalla a confused look as she steps in and orders the girl off. "Erm. Perhaps I had best go look for the doctors."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Mechanical: Entering and exiting "rage" as a free action, granting him a bonus to strength (to keep from falling over) and DR to avoid dropping after Momohime's "greeting." </div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>25-11-2011, 01:57:10</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Now now dear girl..." Mircalla said softly, taking a step forward to stroke behind Momo's kitty ears. "You are tired and confused. Why don't you Lay down in the bed and go to sleep..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Rather distracted at the moment to resist or counter the suggestion. My kitty eyes glazing over as the idea of a kitty nap is quite good indeed. Getting off of the weird guy and slowly walking off to the bedroom to go take a kitty nap. As soon as I do hit the bed Ruby stabs my brain with telepathic signals, which makes me let out some interesting kitty curses and instantly snapping back awake. Swearing even more for Ruby to stop with that incessant rambling as I find a chair and throw it back into the bathroom where you are all at. Having rather good aim with this as I smack my sword with it, as it just bounces off and lands in the water. <br><br>Coming back into the room with a headache and rubbing my head, even more in a pissy mood as I give everyone a flat glaring look. "<strong>I need a drink..."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 15:08:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It would appear that Layla's swelling had subsided for now. Though she still looked like a mother about to give birth any second. Her stomach bulging out under her nighty that she wore all the time. The egg that fell out of her wasn't doing anything special either. It just sat there coated in a green slime.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 17:36:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ughhh....phew...ooooo....I....I think it's stopped?" The blonde looked as confused as thew others (probably more so) and she looked down at her blaoted belly with a quizical expression as she ran a hand nervously though her hair.&nbsp; "Okay...I think we need to drop everything else and concern ourselves with my situation right now guys...I....ooooohhh!" her eyes widen for a second and she gets herself in a squatting position for a second before seeming to change her mind about whatever was causing her concern, standing back up she finished.&nbsp; "Okay....so....uhmmm....now what?" Layla also looked over to the green egg on the ground, unsure about what it was, or what it would become.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 19:33:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While all the chaos went on until things calmed down Bael made huge sigh of relief. When Momohime went to bed to sleep only to have too short nap and throw chair to her sword which was plunged into bath water and hearing her request for something to drink he shakes his head and says; "Still too way for you to wake up yet Momohime, but we see what we can do in middle of this chaos." Seeing that Layla had also calmed down but not gone anyway better he said to her when she got up; "We will go clerk immediately once we find one check what the fuck is going on with you Layla. Also learn what freaking thing that births to." Pointing towards the green slime covered egg.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>11-01-2012, 22:38:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With that said Beal, and whoever else wishes to join him, swept up Layla and take her off to find a cleric. At the front desk the clerk tells you there isn't a temple in this small outpost. However there is a cleric staying at the hotel. She lets you know that he probably won't mind you dropping in unannounced as he looked very shady and would enjoy any business he could find.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>12-01-2012, 05:27:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finding the bottle of sake and proceeding to mumble to myself about burning the bathhouse down and giggling in glee as all of those who laughed at me burn and suffer and die. Drinking straight out of the bottle while standing there nakkie in my new kittygirl form. Seeing that those two are busy with their own issues, which seem hardly important compared to me being changed into this embarrassing form! Still chugging the sake while thinking up of spells to get rid of this horror, maybe dispel magic or break enchantment could work. <br><br>In any case I watch them leave, glad for the solace while glaring at Ruby for saying anything about my new found love of alcoholism. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>12-01-2012, 20:02:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael, left little choice, asked room number for the shady priest and proceed carry pregnant egg birthing Layla while his cooshie companion followed. Leaving the one intact egg on the room where kittygirl transformed Momo was drinking herself drunk.....
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>14-01-2012, 00:06:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ruby was too busy complaining about being left in the water to care about Momohime's drinking. <strong>"This water is bad for my finish! The heat is going to warp my scabbard! You'll be sorry when one of your deviant sex partners walks off with me!"</strong> and plenty other arguments. Really upset about how Momo has been objecting her when they are equal partners!<br><br>Meanwhile Beal was off finding a healer. After a knock on the door a man shows up. Little did Beal know, but it was the same merchant cleric that Momohime use to remove the cursed ioun stones. With a cunning smile he greets you and welcomes you into his room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>17-01-2012, 19:22:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael carries Layla inside to merchant cleric's room and says to him; "Can you help Layla here? She was raped recently by some weird monster and now after adventure she had steadily progressed in pregnancy and is now giving birth of green eggs. What's more there seems to be end of those eggs. Think you can dispel whatever disease, curse or infliction is affecting Layla suffer this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>18-01-2012, 17:33:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In somewhat of a hysterical mood, Layla had little choice but to go with Bael to the cleric's.&nbsp; Layla really didn't like all of this talk about the cleric being "shady" and such but she wasn't sure what other options existed for her at the moment.&nbsp; The bloated blonde waddled along with her companion and into the mysterious man's room...nervously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>19-01-2012, 00:39:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The cleric looks at her suspiciously. <strong>"Hmm... you don't say. Well, I'll take a look at her. Go lay down on the bed."</strong> He takes Layla and leads her to the bed laying her down on her back. He puts his ear up to her bulging belly and taps on it with a fist. He makes several sounds and faces of a man deep in thought. Then he stands up and casts a few spells. <strong>"Herm? well your wife isn't pregnant, just ovulating. Are you sure she just isn't fat?"</strong> He looks at her then back to Beal <strong>"If you want I can try and dispel whatever magic is doing this, or I could just cast a simple weight loss spell. Either way it's going to cost five hundred gold coins."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>19-01-2012, 04:33:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg5722024#msg5722024">Quote from: ulthakptah on 14-01-2012, 00:06:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Ruby was too busy complaining about being left in the water to care about Momohime's drinking. <strong>"This water is bad for my finish! The heat is going to warp my scabbard! You'll be sorry when one of your deviant sex partners walks off with me!"</strong> and plenty other arguments. Really upset about how Momo has been objecting her when they are equal partners!<br><br>Meanwhile Beal was off finding a healer. After a knock on the door a man shows up. Little did Beal know, but it was the same merchant cleric that Momohime use to remove the cursed ioun stones. With a cunning smile he greets you and welcomes you into his room.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Glaring at my sentient katana before taking another swig of the sake. Giving her a dirty look and sticking out my tongue at her before scampering over to the bath and yanking her out before her incessant complaining gives me even more of a headache. The booze is doing wonders to alleviate that current and pressing problems, as it dawns on me. <strong>"Hey! I need a massage!"</strong><br><br>Grabbing Ruby and scampering slowly out of the room, sake in the other paw as I go about the halls asking if there is a masseuse around in here! Not much caring about being naked in front of strangers, as before that would have had seem quite unlady-like... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>19-01-2012, 05:38:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once you take Ruby out of the water she stops with her consistent shouting.<strong> "Thank you Hime-sama. Now let us return to the room to rest for the new day. After all early to bed early to rise... Hey wait! Where are you taking me!"</strong> Still not happy about how you decide to walk around the hotel like a trollop, she keeps her complains to more of a light grumble about how unladylike this all is. Drunk and naked, for sure some man was going to take advantage of her!<br><br>Walking around the halls, Momohime runs into a familiar stranger. She had seem him before at the Pelican's Down. He was the tall dark man who carried lots of ropes and chains for a reason she had never bothered to ask. After she drunkenly ran into his back he turned around and looked down at her. He didn't say anything, but there was a good chance he didn't recognize her as she was now a pink haired cat girl.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i749.photobucket.com/albums/xx134/ulthakptah/1317567465324.jpg)</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NicciKotor</strong> on <strong>19-01-2012, 08:52:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I are not drunk yet, nope! Shaking ruby about like a club while scampering down the hallway slowly, taking a swig of my sake while still thinking about ways to get out of this adorable kittygirl body. Not really paying attention to where I am going, as I crash into some dude that was totally in my way. <br><br><strong>"Mew! Hey there mister buddy mister! What are you doing there in this hallway and in my way! More to the point, I want a massage!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>19-01-2012, 23:34:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The man suddenly smirked. It was like he was out hunting and his prey jumped out into his arms, begging to get caught. Without saying a reached down and lifted the kitty up. Manhandling her her threw her over his shoulder and walked off. Ruby started to grumbled about if she wanted to be kidnapped she would have just stayed in the bath.<br><br>Once the man made it back to his room, he carried Momo to the bed. His room wasn't as nice as the honeymoon suite, but this was a very nice hotel. When he threw her on the bed she lightly bounced on the soft bed before sink into the plush mattress. The man still hadn't said anything to her. He just walked over to a chest and threw down all the ropes, chains and manacles he was caring. Then he turned to the bed. Walking slowly towards her he stripped. He tossed his hat to the side and let his jacket fall behind him. At this moment he was unbuttoning his shirt while kneeling on the bed next to the drunk kitty.<br><br>He didn't take his shirt off once he had unbuttoned it all the way. He just leaned forward letting his rock hard body rest against Momo's bare skin. <strong>"So you want a massage, huh?"</strong> He whispered into her ear with a low voice. <strong>"Too bad, I only know how to massage animals."</strong> He said with a smirk as he sat up and away from her. He reached into his pants pocket then pulled out a collar for an animal. <strong>"If you want a massage from me you going to have to wear this and be my pet."</strong> He tossed the collar to her. Her choices being wear the collar or find her massage elsewhere.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>23-01-2012, 17:44:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				On her back Layla nervously allows herself to be examined, but eventually the "doctor" becomes rude and her raises her knees into the air and gets up on her elbows, "Hey!&nbsp; I am <em>not</em> fat!&nbsp; Something happened to me!&nbsp; Just cast the da,mn dispel already, I want this to go away!" she rolled her blue eyes and fake swatted at the cleric out of annoyance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A rock and a Hard place</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 08:45:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael listens on cleric's words and he groans and replies; "She is not my wife thank you pretty much! Your saying she is ovulating? So are the large green eggs result from her ovulating them?! Do you not know spell which prevents that or removes the process entirely?" Also Bael is thinking how heck he is going to get five hundred gold, as he himself haves not such gold in his disposal.
			</dd>
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