Hungry Eyes Group Lima (closed)

by **ambrose-euanthe** » Tue Aug 18, 2015 4:03 pm

OOC: This thread is for Xarces, CassyInko, Bright and Sansuki - feel free to say you're enjoying reading it or if you would like to join, but roleplay is not open to anyone else at this time.

As a group, you've achieved many successful adventures together, the bold fighter Jules (Bright) seeking to restore his family inheritance; the amazonian catwoman Oracle Miku (CassyInko) cursed by the gods with an insaitable appetite just looking for her next meal; the Blackscale ninja-naga Eurikova (Sansuki) still searching for freedom of mind from the demonic-cult who enslaved and trained her; and the mysterious black-half-dragoness Aviana (Xarces).

By some means or another, Jules has obtained a tattered old 'treasure map' showing the route through the Cairngorm Peaks to the Miser's Pit, a disused mining shaft sunk so deep it was rumoured to penetrate the underdark itself, and a path leading from the mineshaft through the underdark to a large black X.

The mine was shuttered not long after the pit was dug, amidst rumours of hauntings and mysterious deaths and disappearances, and the holding sold to a miserly dwarf named Goldrun Coinkeeper. Long presumed dead, he is believed to have earned great personal wealth dealing with the drow, trading their rare goods to the surface in return for the wood and furs rare in the underdark – before their treacherous nature caught up with him. He's suspected to have hidden his wealth in several caches, the location of each marked by a map such as this...

No sooner than Jules showed Miku this map, she knew by the divine revelation of hunger in the pit of her belly that it is a true map of Goldrun Coinkeeper, and that she and her companions must follow it to where it leads...

After procuring any particular equipment you could still afford, your group is heading up into the Cairngorms, following an old mining track up to the Miser's pit. The path ahead of you passes through a short, tight valley. A scree slope extends to your left, and a sheer cliff some twenty-five feet high to your right.

Make a perception check...

DC20

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by **XarcesTheDelicious** » Tue Aug 18, 2015 7:55 pm

Aviana

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Watching as Miku and Jule's examine the weathered map the latter had found, Aviana slips in behind the large feline, wrapping her arms gently around her waist, and pulling her into a tender embrace. Standing much shorter than the amazonian cat woman, at a mere 5'4" Aviana's soft breasts press firmly against the feline's shapely rear, trapping the base of her tail within her pillowy cleavage, as her head rests peacefully upon the small of her back. Aviana, releasing a happy little sigh as she inhales the catgirl's scent. Her hands meanwhile clasp together before Miku's bared midriff, pressing the soothing warmth of her palms inward against the feline's tummy "You always were one to trust in your gut." she whispers with a teasing demeanor hidden within her silky voice, a voice with a soft draconian accent. "and that gut of yours has often been right....why it was your gut that led to us meeting after all, was it not?" she recalls, grinning into the feline's back, rolling her chin against the powerful muscles beneath her soft, taut skin, to place but a single kiss from her oh so supple lips against her flesh. "Mmmm I'm still making it up to you, my darling cat-panion.... for the damage i caused on that day." she humms happily, as the scene replays in her minds eye. Recalling how the large feline had picked her out of a crowd, had followed her through that entire town, always there in the corner of her eye, watching with overtly hungry eyes. Why Aviana had even heard the woman's stomach growling on several occasions, and caught a glimpse of her licking her lips... although she'd not let on. Acting as if nothing was amiss she continued, at least until the moment the feline made her move. No sooner had she been scooped up in those powerful arms, had her golden eyes set upon the feline's gaping maw, had she channeled one hell of a jolt through the woman's entire body. She felt bad about it after, and having taken the time to converse with the attractive catgirl, she found herself coming to like her, finding a certain comradery, a connection within her, and even coming to fall for her even as the pair, along with their serpent ally have traveled together ever since.

Of course a part of Aviana thinks back to that day for different reasons, than to rejoice about the friendship formed....rather she finds herself wondering what if...what if she hadn't acted in self defense...what if she'd allowed the feline to simply swallow her down and make a meal of her on that very day, as she's seen her do with so many other's during their time spent together... Shaking her head clear of such thoughts as the others in her party prepare to move onward, Aviana lets out but a single shudder, accompanied by a myriad of goosebumps sprouting up on her smooth creamy skin, the only indication of her secret fascination as her demeanor otherwise returns to the confident dragon girl that everyone knew and loved. Her long scarlet hair, cascades down her back. flowing freely around the base of her draconic wings, coming to rest just above the shapely curve of her perfect little rump, the base of a long, sinuous draconic tail sprouting just above that delectable rear of hers, swishing it's shimmering black form happily behind her, as she slips around the side of her companion, tracing and hooking her dainty little digits within the curve of Miku's hip. "Treasure is it... if there is one thing I'm accustomed to, it's treasure." she murmurs, casting a single sexy smirk back at her group mates as she strides ahead of them with a skip in her stride.

Her golden eyes scan the path before them, as everyone else would now be able to see her beautiful body in full view. The armor she wears, though of top quality and craftsmanship, leaves little to the imagination. Covering only what it needed to, her feet and most delicate areas, namely her breasts and pelvis, as the rest of her fair, mouth watering skin, was on full display, interrupted only periodically by a smooth little patch of black scales. Strong lithe legs, support her petite frame, as the curves of her body only serve to accentuate her beauty, possessing a form befitting a princess of fairy tale, as in fact that was not far from the truth.

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Aviana was raised in the company of dragons, being the only half breed of her siblings. She was pampered among her father's children. The great wyrm harboring a love for the mortals of the realm, saw in his daughter a chance to finally make amends with the people of the neighboring towns, and villages, to dispel the fear in their hearts at the mention of the Darkfang name, and bring forth an era of peace between dragon and man the likes of which that corner of the world had never known. To this end Aviana was taught the way of man, was encouraged to visit their lands, to converse and trade with their merchants, becoming a diplomat of their clan. During these journies she was encouraged to wear the finest and most ornate armors she could find within the hoards of her father, and was always accompanied by her eldest brother Xarius, taking on the form of a human; all to ensure Aviana's safety.

As she grew, she quickly came to adapt to the customs, languages, and way of life of the elf, and human, societies she visited; beginning to enjoy her time among them more and more. While her father was pleased at her progress, seeing his dreams coming to fruition. Not all among her siblings shared his sentiment. Amethyst, her purple eyed, pure blooded sister, was the most vocal in opposition, often speaking poorly of the half breed's futile attempts at peace. Cornering and toying with her whenever the opportunity arose, threatening that should she ever catch her away from the other's she'd make a meal of her then and there, and leave daddy's precious little princess, as little more than a steaming pile on the forest floor below.

Her dragon kin where not the only ones with ill intent towards her however, as many where the number of passions that rose as she walked the streets of humanity, or stomachs that rumbled at the sight of her body. The queen of an elven city even offered their clan, a great deal of gold and promised regular sacrifices should her father allow her to feast upon her half blooded child. Aviana, not wanting to become a meal for the queen, narrowly avoided incarceration on that day, vowing never again to step foot in that village again. Even going as far as to report back to the others that it was to be avoided at all costs.

Although Aviana had made great strides, those among them working to circumvent the progress she'd made would inevitably win out. As one day, while Aviana was returning with her brother, the two where ambushed and surrounded; attacked by a group of slavers. Though Xarius fought fiercely he was ultimately cut down. While he lay broken and bleeding, the elven slavers descended upon the hapless dragon girl. Taunting her with how much money they'd make off her, of how much fun they would have with her before turning her over. Her golden eyes fearfully locked on theirs, scanning the group, sensing their sexual and physical hunger. It seemed all was lost, when a robed figure suddenly leapt from the bushes. Brandishing a weapon composed of metal the likes of which she'd never before seen. Darkest black, seeming to emit an etheric haze around it's very being. The hilt being adorned by a raven's head, the cross guard it's wings, as the eyes on the blade glimmered with what seemed to be an intelligence all it's own. The curved blade whistled through the air, rending flesh, and carving bone alike. The mysterious assailant of the slavers cutting them down one after another. Only sustaining but a single blow throughout the battle. Yet as the final slaver was laid low, and the robed figure turned to address the frightened, and shivering Aviana, he too would fall dead on the spot, having been badly poisoned by that single blow, amidst the chaos of combat.

Aviana wept for the death of her brother, and for that of the mysterious man who had saved her. Alone and afraid, she knew she stood little chance of her own in the wild, and yet had to get back to her father...but she would not have time to dwell on this matter. For one of the slavers had not been entirely killed, a large ox of a man rose to his feet. Leaping at the tiny dragon girl who frantically reached for the first thing she could find; the robed figure's blade. She clutching the raven pommel just as the man's weight came crashing down upon her. He pinning her arm in place, preventing the use of the blade, as the other placed a knife to her slender, vulnerable neck. With wide eyes she froze in fear...this was it, she was done for...and while the slaver's lips moved she heard not what he said. No the voice that rung in her head was coming from elsewhere, a disembodied voice....no, the voice of the sword? It spoke to her, asking to show her the power locked away in her veins, the power that had laid dormant for far too long. Desperate to be saved Aiviana pleaded in her mind, for someone anyone to save her. The voice responded sternly, repeating a single arcane phrase,demanding that she release her power now. Without another thought Aviana did as she was instructed, and by doing, delivered a deadly jolt of electricity into the body of her assailant, killing him outright. As his charred corpse fell to the dirt, Aviana realized it was she who had done it..had invoked powers previously unknown to her for the very first time. Taking up the previous owner of the blade's spellbook, Aviana set out for her home.

Upon Returning, Aviana would discover that her sister had led an uprising against her father, those loyal to her own cause losing hope at the discovery of the death of her brother. Aviana was offered the chance to go with them, as they planned to flee from these lands, to a place where only dragons can fly. Faced with the decision of staying with the dragon family she grew up with, or setting out on her own, growing her new found power under the tutelage of her blade, Aviana chose to depart. Too much did she enjoy the company of the more humanoid races of the world, to abandon them now, too much did she enjoy the societies she'd grown to love.

It was with a heavy heart that she bid farewell to her kin, though somehow she knew it was for the best, knew she could do more good out in the world. Could protect those unable to protect themselves, could continue to harbor mortal and dragon relations, could do something, anything to make up for the death of her brother, and the death of the mysterious man, who'd given their lives to protect her. It's been nearly 6 years since she left home, never again to fall asleep amidst the piles of gold and riches of her kindred. Now 23, Aviana has grown a great deal since her days as a diplomat, both mentally, and martially. Having made great strides in unlocking her dormant power, becoming a potent combatant as well as a skilled spell caster, among other talents she's discovered out on her own. It's not been an easy path, yet now; now that she finds herself among Miku, Jules, and Eurikova, she finds herself smiling a great deal more than she ever thought possible back on that darkest of days.

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Having taken the lead, Aviana pauses as they come to a narrow valley, signaling for those behind her to stop. Her time traveling alone, with no one to keep her company save her blade Raven, had taught her well the dangers of choke points such as these. Many a time has a group of bandits ambushed her in the hopes of an easy score, a meal, or often times, both or more, only to be sourly surprised at the girl's combat competency. Cautiously she scan's her surroundings, her body tense, as her tail stands on end, golden eyes darting to the left, catching the signs of figure's laying in wait. Her ears twitching to the sounds of scurrying to her right. "ambush... left and right." she whispers, turning her head back toward the others. Aviana, clutching her blade in hand, would invoke several quick spells, bolstering her protection and invigorating her body for the possible conflict to come, before calling out "You there, hiding among the stones, come out where we can see you." her voice is soft yet stern, indicating her hope for a peaceful encounter, yet willingness to fight should it come to that.

Aviana

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by **CassyInko** » Tue Aug 18, 2015 9:31 pm

((Weeee, glad to see it's started! ^_^ Going to post Miku's sheet below, along with the backstory! Only thing still not added to the sheet is basic camping stuff, which...I'll add in later, plus a bag of holding. Rest is all good! Also, I got permission to use the piccie I wanted to use finally, so big kitty is a go-go! Will follow with my post. ))

Miku Masa

Her armor is very much like this!

It might as well be 'nonarmor', but I figured in a sexy setting where vore is commonplace (especially given how much kitty eats), leaving the stomach largely bare seems fitting! x3 It's almost considered medium armor rather than heavy, so...yeah, still no reasoning, but...this!

by **CassyInko** » Tue Aug 18, 2015 11:33 pm

"Nyaaaah! Draggle-snugs!" Miku exclaims brightly, her pretty face beaming a wide, happy smile that just barely showed off the tips of her surprisingly sharp, pointed teeth. Miku was...an enigma, to say the very least. For the most part, she had the brightest disposition one could ever ask for, though whether or not that was because she was completely oblivious or largely an optimist has been a matter for debate ever since the group had gotten to know her. It was this very disposition that made it so very difficult to find much fault with the big catgirl's numerous flaws, the infectious charm and bouncyness always somehow seeming to brighten even the most gloomy of days. There was simply this sort of..'presence' about her that was difficult to dislike, especially once one had gotten the chance to know her, and there was no two ways about it - she was incredibly charming in her own way.

It didn't hurt that she was pretty as well, with soft, feminine curves that were both enticing and enthralling, despite her rather sizable stature at just over eight feet tall. Curves that - as the group had quickly figured out - were very much padded by the seemingly insatiable appetite for squirmy food that had gotten the poor girl in trouble countless times. Still, plenty of travel had kept her largely slender and attractive, though there was certainly some 'heft' in her breasts that was incredibly hard to ignore, and her firm, shapely tush had just enough softness and curvature to it to make it all too squeezable - something that Aviana had seemingly taken it upon herself to verify with veracious frequency. Her soft, peachy-white skin laid largely bare for the eyes to see, with only bits of it covered by armor or the soft, purpleish fur that was the trademark of her jungle catgirl heritage - small 'tufts' that ran down the exterior portions of her arms and along the outside of her legs, and of course along her almost endlessly happily-flicking tail. Even her armor was a bit of an eyecatcher - the big catgirl had an almost uncharacteristically fine for fashion, and whether it was simply by luck or some hidden skill of knowing just what 'fit', the armor certainly...suited her.

Her shoulders and upper chest were heavily armored by thick interlocking plates made of a silvery metal, interwoven in such a way as to allow maximum movement for her arms, even so far as to stretch them effortlessly straight upwards over her head. Below the upper chest, though...the armor becomes nearly non-existant, showing off the lovely curvature of her tummy, lightly toned and yet with just enough 'softness' to make it all the more enticing to rub or rest one's head against. It also...well, showed off the underside of her breasts rather well, and whilst it was not incredibly distracting, it DID tend to get as such once the hungry catgirl had a few especially filling meals, and those breasts began to strain against the armor that held them. Further down, her more private areas were covered by a simple set of leather panties, another 'feature' she'd insisted on despite how much less of her body was covered by metal. "Who wants to get out of their armor after...um..EATING...?!" She'd said quite simply, and no matter the argument, simply could not be swayed.

Her leggings were thickly armored and she'd used them countless times to good effect, be it simply lifting her leg to block an attack, or using those hard, metallic coverings to deliver powerful and dizzying kicks to her opponents.

"These are best snugs!" Wiggling herself back against Aviana's embrace, Miku seems to instantly forget about the map that Bright had been showing her, other than...well, it made her hungry. Then again, alot of things made her hungry. Ergh, it'd been two or three days since they'd gotten to eat anything FILLING, and travel rations were starting to get REALLY old. Except the cookies. But she ate all those already. Even Bright's.

The firm-yet-plush cheeks that Aviana pressed herself up against ease back snugly, the big catgirl wiggling her rump against the soft, warm body behind her "Heee...and my tummy always tells me the best ideas! Or...um...I trust in it! Or..." Pursing her lips a little bit, the big catgirl's ears flatten against the top of her head, a look of deep thought crossing her features "...Oo, you're right. It DID make us meet, didn't it? See? My tummy never lies. And it says...this map is a good thing! Cept it's far away. Traveling is fun though! Cept for that one town, with the weird cow-things...that one was not a good traveling place..." Shrugging the thoughts away, Miku bounces after Aviana as she slips by, grinning eagerly "And I like treasure! Eurikoooovaaaaa! TREASURE!" When she mentions the naga's name, it instantly draws her attention to her snakey companion, and judging by the playful look on her face, it looks like she is very much prepared to pounce her for a playful...'glomp', she called it, but it generally involved alot of face-licking and general snuggles. Rather comfortable, when she was OUTSIDE her armor, but the hardness of the plates did tend to make it a little less comfy in the short run.

(Perception Perception to see the thingies!: 1d20+17 23 )

However, before the 'glomp' thoughts ever embrace reality, Miku's ears perk up, her eyes swiveling to the side...then up the ravine-side "...Um...hear that? Oooh, there's peoples...I can smell them! Hmm, I wonder what peoples are doing all the way out here...?" Turning her head quizically back to Aviana, Miku trots forwards, falling into place just slightly behind the dragon-girl "...Ooo, you see the peoples too? Or smell them? Or hear them? Mm..." Standing up on her tippy-toes (Though she hardly needed it, she was an intimidating enough presence already), Miku shouts just behind Aviana's own "Come ouuuuttttt! We're nice! Is no good to be hiding!" Her voice once more shifting to a small whisper, she 'mms' "...I don't like hiding peoples. Wonder what they want? Mm, better be ready, in case, huh...?"

Subtly (Or not so subtly...the catgirl pretty well didn't know the meaning of it), Miku draws her hammer, drops it, picks it back up, and slings it up onto her shoulder, her tongue idly curling along her lips. Already, the group could feel a sort of...sense of 'excitement' radiating from her body, one that seemed to permeat their very being, making their heart thud faster in the chest, making the world seem so much more vibrant, so much more CLEAR...

((Miku is casting 'Blessing of Fervor' on the group! Everyone gains...THESE benefits!

http://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spell ... -of-fervor

I'm going to kinda 'fluff' my spells not so much as incantations or divine blessings, but...'radiances', as it were. Things that just compel people to do things, or instill them with emotions, that sort of thing. I figured it fit a character with super, super high charisma.

Also, with Ambrose's permission, I'll change around the 'fluff' on some of the spells as well - Hold person, for example. Not paralyzing, but invoking powerful preyish emotions in someone that will, more or less, cause them to feed themselves to me or one of the party members. x3 Would still require a full round action, but change the spell's effect from paralyzing to something more along the lines of armously WANTING to be devoured for the duration of the spell.

I am all sorts of tired, so post is not as good as it could be .x3 Bedtime for me. ))

by **sansuki** » Wed Aug 19, 2015 8:27 am

Eurikova

Perception: 1d20+11 17

Well, the situation couldn't have been better for an ambush, that was for bloody sure. No cover on the valley floor, a ramp of mostly loose stones one way, a sheer cliff on the other; there wasn't much space for her to find somewhere to hide, which meant that she and the others were completely exposed. Treasure at the end of the way or no treasure- and Eurikova certainly had no fear of the dark, under or otherwise- the getting there was wearing on her nerves. She'd been a little jumpier than normal ever since entering the valley, and after the fourth time her head swiveled to try to track a noise that wasn't there she reconciled herself to just straining at ghosts. When the others all heard a real noise and she didn't, this was not particularly helpful to her state of mind. After all, if a real bandit group attacked them here, she was as likely to do her best dark scaly noodle impression as she was to slither a little more weighed-down the rest of the way to the pit. When the others started talking about people, and calling out, she drew her swords- in deference to at least the possibility that whoever was stealthily stalking them didn't intend violence, though, she didn't let the first one light on fire and the second on frost.

"You're sure." She says quietly, not asking a question but rather stating a fact, lifting her eyes to peer at the ridgeline. Well, she'd been traveling with these three for long enough that she knew to trust their judgment in return for having hers trusted. A strange feeling; back at her... old home, nobody much trusted anyone, which was generally wise since a bad night could end with being digested, having your soul bound to another initiate's rump, and then offered up as a surreptitious sacrifice to ravening demons. One quickly learned the value of paranoia in a place like that, and even years since abandoning the cult the naga hadn't quite entirely lost those habits. And every time one of the others got a taste of her, she at the same time felt a stab of fear that this time they'd betray her and a stab of pleasure at the feeling of a tongue, teeth, or mouth on part of her body- lingering 'issues', including frequent training on what it felt like to be eaten, complicated this response as many others to her new friends. And of course there was the minor issue that, technically, she had an outstanding contract to kill one of them. Infuriatingly, her early attempts to do so had not only failed, but failed in such a way to utterly humiliate the assassin. Miku had to have some secret, and that was why initially she'd kept traveling with the woman- well, that and the nighttime warmth- but after so long observing her, Eurikova was coming to the uneasy conclusion that... no, actually, there was not secret. And now Miku had another close scaly friend, and the opportunity for an easy kill was well and truly gone. She couldn't give up the contract, but... well, there were other ways of making money, one of which they were pursuing now. And Eurikova did adore money. Maybe someday she'd get the chance to fill her contract. But that was all for the future- for now, she raised one hand to her brow the shield her eyes and peered at the ridgeline. "I just hope the treasure's worth it-" she replies to Miku, stiffening noticeably but briefly when she sees the look in her companion's eyes. "And- fun after fighting, remember. Not before."

by **Bright** » Wed Aug 19, 2015 4:38 pm

Sometimes Jules wondered how he had come to be a part of a group that consisted of such dangerous individuals, but through luck or perhaps a decision by fate, their strengths balanced eachother out to such a degree that neither had tried to eat any of the others. (Or at least, had not succeeded)

It was through a stroke of luck that he had found the map. Or rather, he was given it by a man saved from a bandit who had no idea of its real value. If the rumours were true, a treasure of that magnitude would surely restore the coffers of his family, even if he had to share with the others.

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Travelling with his heavy armor did have a small effect on his morality, making him long for a cookie to raise his spirits, but SOMEONE had taken his last ones.
He looked at the big catgirl. He wanted to be mad, but he could never stay angry for long when she had such a happy mood.

Perception : Roll(1d20)+10 = 16

Something was amiss as half of the group reacted to something right ahead of them.
Jules on the other hand had not noticed anything.

by **XarcesTheDelicious** » Thu Aug 20, 2015 9:58 am

"Oh? You hear them too, Miku?" Aviana asks, upon hearing the catgirl speak up. Her ruby lips curling into a smile as she turns to beam up at the large feline, "It's no wonder you did, with those cute kitty ears of yours!" she nearly squees, bouncing on her tip toes, reaching up with her free hand to gently pinch one of those ears between forefinger and thumb, stroking the flesh ever so gently from base to tip, before releasing her hold entirely. Aviana did seem to enjoy miku's ears a great deal, as it was quite a common occurrence to find one of their tips trapped between her lips while they snuggled at night. Of course Eurikova's ears where not safe from this treatment either, and many a time had Aviana found herself nibbling pleasantly upon the snake woman's ears, while the pair are snuggled up against Miku in the cold of night.

Her gaze shifting from Miku to the aforementioned naga, Aviana lets out a cute little giggle, as their eyes meet "But Eurikova..what if they only want to have fun with us...after all, as miku said, we are quite friendly..." she pauses to shoot a smile in miku's direction before continuing " and what do we do if fighting is fun?" she teases, swinging her blade in over exaggerated arcs. Of course fighting was not nearly as fun as the draggie snugs, Miku had proclaimed happily about moments before, no nothing could compare to having that plush, yet firm rump of her's pressed against her front, of having the feline wrapped tightly in the dragon girl's arms....but fighting.....fighting was something Aviana had come to enjoy, at least in comparison to her thoughts on it before. No longer was she simply the cute and defenseless daughter of a powerful dragon, no. Ever since she met Raven, ever since her power was unlocked, things had changed. No more did she have to fear the bad men and women waiting for her in the darkness; no longer did she have to rely on others to protect her. From now on, she would be the one doing the protecting. Since picking up her blade, her strength, skill, and confidence had only continued to grow. Every opponent she'd faced had been beaten or sent running, Aviana often wondered if she was truly as strong as others would have her believe, or if perhaps her opponents simply took it easy on her, seeing her cute and diminutive frame as a free meal, only to be caught off guard by the strength she possessed.

Whatever the case, she was ready, depending on whom the hidden figures along their path turned out to be. Casting her gaze back in their direction she calls out "So what will it be...fighting, or fun?" taking a few steps forward, weapon at the ready she adds a seductive sway to her gate, swishing her hair with her free hand as she awaits their response,

by **ambrose-euanthe** » Thu Aug 20, 2015 3:20 pm

A few moments pass, as your group slows on the path and begins to prepare itself. Long enough, it seems, for your ambushers to realise they've been noticed. A pair of striking, strongly-built women stand upon the outcropping to your right, matched by another set on the less certain footing of the scree slope to your left. They heft javelins, the powerful oiled muscles of their arms gleaming, and let fly...

http://orig04.deviantart.net/cd62/f/201 ... nguard.jpg

Vs. Jules (Bright) – 19+12... 31, damage 7
Vs. Miku (CassyInko) – 3+12... 15, assumed miss
Vs. Eurikova (Sansuki) – 19+12... 31, damage 8
Vs. Aviana (Xarces) – 13+12... 25, damage 10

PS: If you can all put your AC XX and HP XX/XX at the top of each post, and also keep track there of your XP, gold and spells used, that'd be helpful. Thanks.

Beneath the flying Javelins, four closer women scream and charge, brandishing vicious-looking axes. In no time at all, they've closed the sixty or so feet between you and attack!

Vs. Jules first attack 39, crit-confirm fail, damage 20
Vs. Miku 39, crit-confirm fail, damage 23
Vs. Eurikova 23, assumed miss
Vs.Aviana 39, crit-confirm success, damage 48 (ouch!)

As their wickedly sharp greataxes land their blows, you notice the vicious weapons seem to harm their wielders too...

Acted Round 1
Melee 1: 75/80HP, AC19
Melee 2: 78/80HP, AC19
Melee 3: 75/80HP, AC19
Melee 4: 80/80HP, AC19
Ranged 1: 80/80HP, AC19
Ranged 2: 80/80HP, AC19
Ranged 3: 80/80HP, AC19
Ranged 4: 80/80HP, AC19

Yet to act round 1:
All PCs

by **XarcesTheDelicious** » Thu Aug 20, 2015 6:11 pm

Aviana (( hp and such included in spoiler))

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"See, now was that so hard?" Aviana says softly as a pair of green skinned women stand to reveal themselves. "So..what's all the hiding about?" she poses the question, sassily resting her free hand on the curve of her hip, as her eyes examine the physical specimen before her. Yet before she's even gotten the sentence fully out, the pair of women has doubled...no quadrupled as a second set of women appear on the opposite hill, bolstered by an equal amount charging headlong at their group, brandishing axes. "Hmm...it seems they chose to fight." Aviana mutters to the others, her ears wilting as she truly seemed to have wanted a chance to talk.

A chance that may never come, as the dragon girl steps to the side, to avoid being pinned to the ground by a javelin gone awry, hurled by the initial group of women. She didn't have time to worry about them producing further javelin at the moment however, as her golden eyes grow wide at the ferocity displayed by the charging group of girls. "They....they really don't like us do they?" she poses the question, as her body tenses, and her blade is raised, ready to take the brunt of oncoming onslaught.

Of the four barreling down on them, Aviana's eyes meet with one in particular, a rather blood thirsty individual, with short course shoulder length, braded black hair which whips behind her like a den of unruly snakes as she charges. Her blood curdling battle cry, has Aviana wincing a little in her place, eyes wide as they zero in on the woman's open mouth, able to sneak a peak at the vivid fleshy interior, her tongue undulating as she belts out her battle cry, spittle escaping the sides, lost in the wind as she charges headlong at her target. The woman was strong looking, stocky and well built, with muscles that bristle beneath he well oiled skin... where someone to stand herself up alongside this green skinned woman side by side and make bets on who would come out on top, few would have bet on the dragongirl surviving.

Yet as the woman closes the distance, Aviana does not faulter, dose not back down even in the face of so many charging adversaries. She was here to protect her friends, to deflect blows that may otherwise harm her lovely companions. The orcish girl rears back her heavy axe, swinging it with a precision the likes of which Aviana had not expected. The wicked cutting edge slams into her tiny body, flashing against the shield of force she'd erected, cutting deep into her shoulder, forcing the dragon girl to her knees, under the weight of the blow. The attack was brutal, an attack that slipped right past her guard, an attack that could have cleaved a lesser being in two. Yet Aviana was left standing, the spells she'd cast to bolster her ability to absorb damage paying off as she endures the assault. "Your strong I'll give you that....." she says through gritted teeth as she tightens her grip on her blade. Raven responding to her owner's thoughts, had already begun to glow a baleful hue of red, illuminating the dark metal of the curved sword. "Raven...I need your strength..." Aviana whispers, as she begins to channel her own power into the very same steel.

"But now it's my turn..." she mutters as her sword beings to crackle and dance with electrified energy, winding and weaving amidst the ominous glow of the sword's own power. Without another word, Aviana twists on the spot, turning her blade as lunges her body upwards, slashing with blade in the same motion, directing her attack towards the green skinned woman's midsection to devastating effect. Aviana strikes true with practiced precision, fueled by the adrenaline pumping in her veins after having received such a heavy blow herself. Yet her counter attack was beyond anything the woman could have prepared for... the strength of the dragon girl was immense, much greater than her figure let on, this enabling the razor edge of her sword to cleave effortlessly through the woman's side, only to deliver a devastating shock to her system. The woman being lit up as if struck by lightning as a deafening zap rings out to those around her.

Following through Aviana kicks the woman from her blade, sending her smoking figure to fall to the earth. whipping around on the spot she comes to the aid of her kitty companion. "Oh no you don't...no one hurts my kitty!" she declares, slashing once, twice, three times into the woman's back, each attack more deadly than the last as blow after blow strikes true, the last finding a weak point in the woman's defenses, cutting deep, and toppling the attacker where they stand.

With one woman smoking behind her, another battered and beaten to her front, Aviana smiles cutely up at Miku "Couldn't let them hurt you." she says, while holding back the pain she'd sustained from that nasty initial attack.

Attacks and actions for this round

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by **sansuki** » Fri Aug 21, 2015 8:19 am

[Eurikova- AC: 24 , HP: 72/80, Ki pool: 8/8
0/50,000 XP until next level, 1,340 gp]

Eurikova

When the orcs show up on the ridgeline, she grinned a little. At least it was orcs, and not something really scary; the hail of arrows, one of which pierces her long tail, doesn't do much to dissuade her from thinking that, compared to other possible enemies, this is a fine thing to do. When four *more* orcs charge them, though, her grin falters a little- she figured they were probably strong enough to gulp her down, and as pretty as they were that wasn't what she wanted. So when the axes swung, Eurikova alone of those she was fighting with duck and wove around the initial blow, keeping a firm grip on her swords. As soon as she gets an opening, she launches into a flurry of attacks with both weapons, forcing 'her' orc off balance even though few of her dizzying array of stabs seem to land. Only one, actually, a slim blade slashing along the orc's thigh and leaving a trail of frostbite in its wake. For the orc, though, the naga doesn't let her have a second to steady herself; instead, slamming into her injured leg with a thick section of tail, she also lunges in and buries her fangs in her enemy's shoulder; she quickly tries to throw a few coils around the orc to immobilize her, but feels the still-too-strong orc pull away. Backing off a few feet, she looks over to see Aviana massacring fully half of the orcs that she was having so much trouble with in the span of a few seconds, and decides that this is really not the time to be a target- thus, with a grin, she seems to waver and disappear from sight right in front of the orc.

[[Full attack with all weapons:
Katana attack #1: 1d10+10 12, miss
Katana attack #2: 1d20+5 9
Wakizashi Attack #1: 1d20+13 21
Wakizashi Attack #2: 1d20+8 10
Slam: 1d20+9 19
Bite: 1d20+9 27

Wakizashi Damage (slashing): 1d6+2 5
Wakizashi Damage (frost): 1d6 6
Slam damage: 1d4+1 5
Bite Damage: 1d4+1 5
Grapple (from Grab): 1d20+13 15

Not bad! *looks at the post above, counts on fingers* 21 damage... versus... 232... and... more HP and AC... and spells... and... huh. >.>

Well, at least I know that even if I do literally nothing in a fight it won't matter at all compared to the rest of you!

Using a ki point and VANISHING TRICK to disappear as a swift action at the end of the full attack. it... really doesn't matter, but just for the record:
Stealth: 1d20+52 63 Naga is pretty well invisible. ]]

by **CassyInko** » Fri Aug 21, 2015 10:15 am

((Sansuki, did you add in the bonus from my Blessing?))

by **sansuki** » Fri Aug 21, 2015 5:46 pm

CassyInko wrote:((Sansuki, did you add in the bonus from my Blessing?))

[[Yup! That actually saved me from getting bopped with the axe.

]]

by **CassyInko** » Fri Aug 21, 2015 10:51 pm

Stats!

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Heee, don't worry, Sansuki. x3 I'm pretty much in the 'can't do much damage' boat. I'm just good at eating peoples and healing peoples! x3 )

(Also, I'm assuming I made the climb check up the slope with my 13...the DC is 5, according to the climb description, and even doubled I'm in the clear! )

Eurikova's 'fun after the fighting' is not entirely lost upon Miku, the easily excitable catgirl bouncing on her tippy-toes and waggling her hammer happily in the air before her "Eeeee! I am going to hold you to that, Eurikova! And of COURSE the treasure is going to be worth it! My tummy never lies, and it SAID....'Grrrrrwwwwl'." Brow furrowing in thought, the big jungle-catgirl's ears flatten against the top of her head "....Come to think of it, I never really did interpre--eeep!" The sensation of
fingertips upon her soft, furry ears instantly draws the catgirl's rather 'lacking' attention, her tail setting to flicking happily behind her "Nyaa...I did hear them! I dunno how many, but I heard them! And smelled them! Mmm, they smell all...um...burly? Yeah, that sounds about right." Beneath the teasing ministration of Aviana's fingertips, she can feel those soft ears flitting back and forth at the touch, drawing little pleased sounds from the oversized kitty.

Miku really was a simple soul - whilst not 'dumb' by any means, her entire world seemed to revolve around the more simple pleasures of life, and physical contact seemed to be a big one of them. It had shown itself time and time again, as she pretty well completely refused to sleep alone any more, always dragging at least one member of the group into her bed and snuggling them like one might snuggle a teddy bear. Of course, sometimes it was two...and other times, it was the entire group, which led to not only a very full bed, but an ever-increasingly tight grip, as she tried to make sure everyone got their appropriate snuggles.

Of course, she was easily distracted - the simple earstroke was enough to make her oblivious to the oncoming attack, until the moment the orc was nearly in front of her. The first slash - a rather heavy blow - skittered right across the upper-left portion of her breastplate, nicking out a rather nasty-looking gash in the armor and biting into her soft, far more vulnerable skin beneath "Oooowwwwww! Nuuuuu, they're not friendly!! Mmmph, ooow, it --" By sheer luck (Something she seemed to have an overabundance of) more than skill, Miku's thick, heavy armband flicked up just in time to deflect the oncoming spear from above, sending it tumbling uselessly to the ground some measure of feet behind her "Others with spears! Why are they--"

..."...They...."

As much as she wanted to just high-tail it and leave the orcs to their own private section of ravine, the sight of the orc before her...

The softness of their skin, the way their muscles flexed in just the right way as they hefted their axes for another swing, the swell of their busts sitting tantelizingly on their chest, the sight of those strong thighs, rippling with muscle...

They looked so soft...

So...filling...

So delicious...!!

"...T-they...look..Mmmff...y-yum..."

Licking her lips, the pain of her previous wound forgotten, Miku - fingers spread to grab the orc before her - steps forwards....just in time for Aviana to reduce her to pretty much an orc-pile "..Mmff? Oh! Oooh! T-thanks, Aviana! Mmf, silly orc, hitting me.." Casting a quick glance at her allies, Miku notes with satisfaction that none of them seemed to be too especially injured by the first volley. Of course, the second volley might not be so easily avoided...and if they didn't deal with the threats on the top of the ravines, well...

The cliff-face was too sharply angled for her to effectively climb, but the slope...the SLOPE was something different...

..And there were two of the yummy-looking orcish women atop it, spears in hand, ready for another throw....

Not if she could help it! In a dash, Miku is off at a run, pretty well scurrying right up the edge of the slope. Her speed is impressive by all accounts, and it takes only a matter of a few seconds before she's reached the top, her eyes focused upon the left-most orc woman of the duo. Mmff...one quick bite, and a few eager gulps...all it would take to seal one of the tasty-looking women in her tummy, where they could sate that seemingly never-ending hunger that always distracted her so!

by **ambrose-euanthe** » Sat Aug 22, 2015 3:01 am

OOC: The scree slope is difficult terrain and typically you can't charge through difficult terrain - however if you can hit a DC18 acrobatics check I'll allow it since the slope is not too difficult. Their CMD is 19, so you've easily hit with the grapple. Bit busy now, I'll write in character later, probably tomorrow.

by **Bright** » Sat Aug 22, 2015 6:26 am

OOC: I took 27 damage, so that would be...
I`m a bit rusty, so bear with me.

HP 54/81
AC25

IC:

"It doesn't matter if you wear a full plate armor if the enemy hits you in the right place," the thought went through Jules head as a javelin soared through the air and hit him in the soft spot between his shoulder and the main plate.

He barely had the time to get the javelin out before the well-muscled orcs came running at them with their axes held high. With no time to spare he moved, but the axe still hit him hard. The armor took the blunt of the damage however, but the first strike was definitely in favor of the enemy.

Time to strike back!

He drew his slender sword (nodachi) and held it with both hands, going straight at the closest orc, letting loose an intimidating battlecry:
Roll(1d20)+23:
12,+23
Total:35

(Masterwork Nodachi +1, 1d20+23/1d20+18, is the first part for actual hit, and the other for actual damage?)

by **ambrose-euanthe** » Sat Aug 22, 2015 10:06 am

No, if you don't do anything else that round you get two attacks. Damage should be something like 1d10+12. Maybe I forgot to put it on your sheet.

by **CassyInko** » Sat Aug 22, 2015 11:29 am

(( I cant do a DC 18 acrobatics check even if I rolled a 20...so I guess will just nix my grapple check this round! Since all I can do is move up there, I'll use my blessing to boost my AC to 35 for a round! So, will remove my 'glomp' description for now! Also, Bright...you need to pay attention to my buffs. They give you boosts,like an extra attack. ))

by **Bright** » Sat Aug 22, 2015 4:17 pm

(So what are the dice behind my sword?)

by **ambrose-euanthe** » Sun Aug 23, 2015 9:15 am

Hi Bright,

If you do anything else in the round (move, handle something, whatever, you get one attack. To hit, roll 1d20+23 and if you hit you deal 1d10+18 damage.

If you only attack in the round, you get to attack twice. Make the first attack as above, and the second attack rolling to hit 1d20+18. The damage dice is still 1d10+18.

If you roll between a 14 and a 20 on a 1d20 you have a critical hit, which increases your damage for that hit to 2d10+36. You may then make a free Dazzling Display attempt against any adjacent creature (see below).

In general you have the special option to make a Dazzling Display attempt as a full-round action. Dazzling Display – make a full-round Dazzling Display of combat prowess to give creatures within 30ft the shaken condition (-2 on attack rolls saving throws, skill checks, ability checks and vore checks). Roll 1d20+21, trying to beat DC10+targets hit dice+targets wisdom modifier. This effect lasts for 1 round plus one round for every 5 points by which the DC was beaten. This also works against animals and vermin.

by **ambrose-euanthe** » Sun Aug 23, 2015 9:18 am

Hi Bright,

If you do anything else in the round (move, handle something, whatever, you get one attack. To hit, roll 1d20+23 and if you hit you deal 1d10+18 damage.

If you only attack in the round, you get to attack twice. Make the first attack as above, and the second attack rolling to hit 1d20+18. The damage dice is still 1d10+18.

If you roll between a 14 and a 20 on a 1d20 you have a critical hit, which increases your damage for that hit to 2d10+36. You may then make a free Dazzling Display attempt against any adjacent creature (see below).

In general you have the special option to make a Dazzling Display attempt as a full-round action. Dazzling Display – make a full-round Dazzling Display of combat prowess to give creatures within 30ft the shaken condition (-2 on attack rolls saving throws, skill checks, ability checks and vore checks). Roll 1d20+21, trying to beat DC10+targets hit dice+targets wisdom modifier. This effect lasts for 1 round plus one round for every 5 points by which the DC was beaten. This also works against animals and vermin.

NB: Cassy's blessing basically gives you an additional attack at the 1d20+23 to hit, damage 1d10+18 with the usual critical hit features.

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