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Celina
As she thrusts and licks, brining every ounce of her temple training to bear on the experienced older woman, Naseefa gives a low moan, nectar gushing from her folds, sweat forming a gleaming coat on her, her knees buckling a touch, as she falls onto Celina, though it seems she is aware enough to try and cushion her fall slightly.
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Ceana
As you narrowly dodge the rushing beast, one of the beserkers is not as lucky, and is impaled on the tusk of a massive boar, nearly the size of a war horse, hooves almost rending the rock as it passes it's skin black, raw scars visible, a gleam of madness in it's beady black eyes, as well as pain, as it squeals, an almost physical force!
Still, somewhat more morbidly amusing, there is a almost glowing hot rod of metal stuck up it's rump, visible briefly.
As she thrusts and licks, brining every ounce of her temple training to bear on the experienced older woman, Naseefa gives a low moan, nectar gushing from her folds, sweat forming a gleaming coat on her, her knees buckling a touch, as she falls onto Celina, though it seems she is aware enough to try and cushion her fall slightly.
DC 14 reflex save, no bonus from Charismatic defense. Sure, she finds you attractive, but it's an involuntary response. Also, she is falling so her crotch would hit Celina's face
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Ceana
As you narrowly dodge the rushing beast, one of the beserkers is not as lucky, and is impaled on the tusk of a massive boar, nearly the size of a war horse, hooves almost rending the rock as it passes it's skin black, raw scars visible, a gleam of madness in it's beady black eyes, as well as pain, as it squeals, an almost physical force!
Still, somewhat more morbidly amusing, there is a almost glowing hot rod of metal stuck up it's rump, visible briefly.
Okay, Will save against Terror. It's not supernatural, but it's a scary as hell giant pig that is a lot bigger then it should be. DC 12
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Ceana remains calm and unfazed by the sight of the giant beast. Even more, her practical mind begins to work. The beast does not hate them as the berserkers did, it is sheer blind fury and agony that drives it to attack them, evidenced by the beast kiling one of the berserkers in its rage, which is at least partially fueled by that rod.
Would there be a way to remove it? Maybe that would turn the creature against its tormentors? But either the rod is glowing hot only at one end - how else would they have applied it in first place? - or she needs to find something to wrap around her hands before she makes a go for it, and quick.
If that is not viable, the monster will have to be brought down the old fashioned way, though she sees that as a last resort.
Would there be a way to remove it? Maybe that would turn the creature against its tormentors? But either the rod is glowing hot only at one end - how else would they have applied it in first place? - or she needs to find something to wrap around her hands before she makes a go for it, and quick.
If that is not viable, the monster will have to be brought down the old fashioned way, though she sees that as a last resort.
Will Save: 17(Roll)+2(Will) = 19
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Celina
While you manage to cushion her fall, and move her onto her back, her legs struggle to shut themselves, though she only waves a tired hand.
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Ceana
As the beast rushes to the bulwark, anger and rage in it's eyes, you can see that the metal rod is not heated on the outside, likely to allow the Grobbi to insert it in the first place. Though, by it's raging and shaking, tail having a crude chain and ball attached to it, the beast is lethal on either end, and only luck would see you through unharmed.
While you manage to cushion her fall, and move her onto her back, her legs struggle to shut themselves, though she only waves a tired hand.
Opposed Strength Check, you get a +4 bonus. Her result was 17, succeed, and they open, fail and they remain closed
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Ceana
As the beast rushes to the bulwark, anger and rage in it's eyes, you can see that the metal rod is not heated on the outside, likely to allow the Grobbi to insert it in the first place. Though, by it's raging and shaking, tail having a crude chain and ball attached to it, the beast is lethal on either end, and only luck would see you through unharmed.
Okay, it's a move action and a standard action to run up to it and then try and grab the rod. To get close, you need to make a Parry or Dodge check. Really, just roll your Parry or Dodge instead of 'taking 10' on it. Meant to stimulate the luck. You get a 15 or under, you take 8 bludgeoning damage. Removing the rod is a strength check.
Strength Check
Celina pushes the older woman's legs open, though she does it in a manner that isn't for the woman to worry about; its rather done seductively. The temple prostitute bends them at the knees and slowly slinks up her body, lightly pushing her own dripping sex into her hosts, rubbing it for couple of seconds. There's no intention to get her further off (yet, at least), only the setting of the stage.
Celina pauses a moment to lick around the woman's right nipple before straddling over her with a sly grin. "I'm much better an ally than a slave, wouldn't you agree?" Before she answers, Celina continues, mixing business with pleasure. "Our goals are similar...we both seek revenge upon our mutual enemy, though alone, we are too weak to see this to conclusion. I have begun, and succeeded this part of your challenge. Our enemy is strong and unnatural; it cannot be simply destroyed using mundane means. We need to destroy them from the inside out."
Celina stops to lick the woman's other nipple before continuing. "Your people lack the strength of men and warriors. What you have are women and a few sons; use the former's strengths to their advantage...their womanhood. They need to use what they have...both between their legs and between their ears, to gain the men we need, as well as to begin the process of our enemy's downfall. I can train them to be this...to be stronger than you, or they, can imagine. Let me do this in the ways I must, and you will not regret it."
Diplomacy
1d20+5=18 (Phew!)
Celina pushes the older woman's legs open, though she does it in a manner that isn't for the woman to worry about; its rather done seductively. The temple prostitute bends them at the knees and slowly slinks up her body, lightly pushing her own dripping sex into her hosts, rubbing it for couple of seconds. There's no intention to get her further off (yet, at least), only the setting of the stage.
Celina pauses a moment to lick around the woman's right nipple before straddling over her with a sly grin. "I'm much better an ally than a slave, wouldn't you agree?" Before she answers, Celina continues, mixing business with pleasure. "Our goals are similar...we both seek revenge upon our mutual enemy, though alone, we are too weak to see this to conclusion. I have begun, and succeeded this part of your challenge. Our enemy is strong and unnatural; it cannot be simply destroyed using mundane means. We need to destroy them from the inside out."
Celina stops to lick the woman's other nipple before continuing. "Your people lack the strength of men and warriors. What you have are women and a few sons; use the former's strengths to their advantage...their womanhood. They need to use what they have...both between their legs and between their ears, to gain the men we need, as well as to begin the process of our enemy's downfall. I can train them to be this...to be stronger than you, or they, can imagine. Let me do this in the ways I must, and you will not regret it."
Diplomacy
1d20+14=31
Seduction Roll 1d6=2
Total:=33
Seduction Roll 1d6=2
Total:=33
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Ceana dives in, just as the beast's massive tail swings around, the heavy chain attached to it whirring through the air towards her threateningly. Just in the nick of time she manages to bring up her weapon, batting away the ball at its end before it would have caved in her skull, blade and arm vibrating in the aftermath of the contact but harm has been averted.
And then she is close enough, and resolutely grabs the end of the rod, yanking at it with all her strength...
And then she is close enough, and resolutely grabs the end of the rod, yanking at it with all her strength...
Parry check: 11(Roll)+5(Parry) = 16
Strength check: 13(Roll)+5(Strength) = 18
Mysterious random 1d20+6: 20(Roll)+6 = 26
Strength check: 13(Roll)+5(Strength) = 18
Mysterious random 1d20+6: 20(Roll)+6 = 26
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Celina
There is a light moan, faint and sweet, a touch of a groan as you move from grinding on her sex, to slithering up her body, even as your tongue plays with her nipples. Still, at your words, there is a flash of hard calculation under those lidded eyes, even as they are glazed in part by the pleasure.
"It is true that we are not well equipped to ride out and reap vengeance on our foes at this time, but..." There is concern warring across her face with pleasure, light moans, her flesh forming goosebumps, nipples stiff, "Can our clan accept your training, and retain a link to our traditions and ancestors? I am the shaman, this is something I must know, to be sure of the course the clan will chart."
From her voice, she has already mostly decided, but for prides sake, and her iron duty to her clan, she is offering now only a token resistance, not bent wholly to your will, though convinced in part.
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Ceana
As you yank out the rod, a hidden portion becomes visible, even as the boar squeals it's pain and hate! By some fashion, the Grobbi had made the rod to inculde several hooks on the heated end, that most likely would have been extnded from the rod after it was inserted, lodging it firmly inside, even as blood coats it, and from the looks of it, your great pull had dealt a rather large amount of damage to the boar, even as it charges forward, squealing in a blind frenzy!
There is a light moan, faint and sweet, a touch of a groan as you move from grinding on her sex, to slithering up her body, even as your tongue plays with her nipples. Still, at your words, there is a flash of hard calculation under those lidded eyes, even as they are glazed in part by the pleasure.
"It is true that we are not well equipped to ride out and reap vengeance on our foes at this time, but..." There is concern warring across her face with pleasure, light moans, her flesh forming goosebumps, nipples stiff, "Can our clan accept your training, and retain a link to our traditions and ancestors? I am the shaman, this is something I must know, to be sure of the course the clan will chart."
From her voice, she has already mostly decided, but for prides sake, and her iron duty to her clan, she is offering now only a token resistance, not bent wholly to your will, though convinced in part.
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Ceana
As you yank out the rod, a hidden portion becomes visible, even as the boar squeals it's pain and hate! By some fashion, the Grobbi had made the rod to inculde several hooks on the heated end, that most likely would have been extnded from the rod after it was inserted, lodging it firmly inside, even as blood coats it, and from the looks of it, your great pull had dealt a rather large amount of damage to the boar, even as it charges forward, squealing in a blind frenzy!
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Ceana frowns in annoyance at her plan being foiled so completely as she tosses the rod away. These Grobbi are indeed a mean menace that prefers mistreating animals to fighting themselves.
With a sigh she lifts her sword, and with an honest "I am sorry..." she brings it down onto the unfortunate creature charging at her as she tries to step out of its way.
With a sigh she lifts her sword, and with an honest "I am sorry..." she brings it down onto the unfortunate creature charging at her as she tries to step out of its way.
Ceana [11/12 HP]
Attack: 12(Roll)+7(Attack) = 19
Damage 8(RollD10)+7(RollD8)+8 = 23 (Mighty hit, though might be negated by the beasts frenzy)
I don't know the armor penetration value of the greatsword for sure. I think it is 3, which would mean unless the boar has a DR of more than 8, its DR should be halved, right?.
And just in case this finishes off the boar and some Cleave target stumbles close to Ceana ...
Attack: 7(Roll)+7(Attack) = 14
Damage 3(RollD10)+8(RollD8)+8 = 19
Attack: 12(Roll)+7(Attack) = 19
Damage 8(RollD10)+7(RollD8)+8 = 23 (Mighty hit, though might be negated by the beasts frenzy)
I don't know the armor penetration value of the greatsword for sure. I think it is 3, which would mean unless the boar has a DR of more than 8, its DR should be halved, right?.
And just in case this finishes off the boar and some Cleave target stumbles close to Ceana ...
Attack: 7(Roll)+7(Attack) = 14
Damage 3(RollD10)+8(RollD8)+8 = 19
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Ceana
As your blade comes down, hacking into the beast, it squeals with pain and rage, even as it's fury seems to increase, the blade managing to wound it, but not sinking in deeply enough to kill or maim it! Still, as it turns, the tail mace bashes in the head of one of the Grobbi, as spears impale the others, leaving just you and the boar alone on the battle field!
Still, as it's tusks flash, biting and trying to gore, it would be held off, if barely, by the parries and blocks of your blade, each one clashing with great, shuddering force!
As your blade comes down, hacking into the beast, it squeals with pain and rage, even as it's fury seems to increase, the blade managing to wound it, but not sinking in deeply enough to kill or maim it! Still, as it turns, the tail mace bashes in the head of one of the Grobbi, as spears impale the others, leaving just you and the boar alone on the battle field!
Still, as it's tusks flash, biting and trying to gore, it would be held off, if barely, by the parries and blocks of your blade, each one clashing with great, shuddering force!
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Ceana is all tense and at attention. This beast is definitely a more formidable foe than the grobbi that sent it, and she knows not for how much longer she can hold of it's assault.
It is her turn to strike back, though.
It is her turn to strike back, though.
Ceana [11/12 HP]
Attack: 16(Roll)+7(Attack) = 23
Damage 9(RollD10)+6(RollD8)+8 = 23 (Maybe a Mighty hit ...)
Attack: 16(Roll)+7(Attack) = 23
Damage 9(RollD10)+6(RollD8)+8 = 23 (Maybe a Mighty hit ...)
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Ceana
As you strike the boar, it lets out a great squeal, that seems to strike more then your ears, but almost at your very soul, a screech of pain, madness and rage, with a hint of an otherworldly echo!
As you strike the boar, it lets out a great squeal, that seems to strike more then your ears, but almost at your very soul, a screech of pain, madness and rage, with a hint of an otherworldly echo!
DC 16 Will Save, any bonuses against Terror Apply, or you are Shaken.
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Ceana feels the beasts shriek set her teeth on edge, and for an endless moment her resolve begins to waver. Then, however, she thinks of all the abducted children, and what had been done to the boar as well, and with renewed strength she grips the handle of her sword more firmly again to fight on, lashing out against the wounded beast once more.
Ceana [11/12 HP]
Will Save: 10(Roll)+4(Will)+2(Terror) = 16 (Puh, barely)
Attack: 9(Roll)+7(Attack) = 16
Damage 2(RollD10)+8(RollD8)+8 = 18
Will Save: 10(Roll)+4(Will)+2(Terror) = 16 (Puh, barely)
Attack: 9(Roll)+7(Attack) = 16
Damage 2(RollD10)+8(RollD8)+8 = 18
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Ceana
It is luck that spares her, and nothing else, as a flurry of ivory, stained red and black with new and old blood, flies to her. Even as she blocked and moved, deflecting them with her blade, scaring the iron, the boar roared it's pained blood lust, anger and hate etched into it's eyes, as it's teeth snap down!
This time, it manages to catch her on the shoulder, biting into soft flesh, sharp and dirty, as it tries to take a chunk of her with it!
It is luck that spares her, and nothing else, as a flurry of ivory, stained red and black with new and old blood, flies to her. Even as she blocked and moved, deflecting them with her blade, scaring the iron, the boar roared it's pained blood lust, anger and hate etched into it's eyes, as it's teeth snap down!
This time, it manages to catch her on the shoulder, biting into soft flesh, sharp and dirty, as it tries to take a chunk of her with it!
You take 9 damage, after reduction. You also need to make a DC 15 Fort save.
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Pain shoots through Ceana's shoulder, and blood wells forth as the boar's teeth dig into her muscles. Her vision blurs, and for a moment she feels like she will faint. Maybe it is the knowledge that passing out now will be terminal that makes her snap out one last time, her sheer will driving her on although by all rights she should lie on the ground.
Once more she swings back.
Once more she swings back.
Ceana [2/12 HP] (near dead)
Fort Save: 11(Roll)+4(Fort) = 15 (Day of the close calls, huh?)
Attack: 15(Roll)+7(Attack) = 22
Damage 5(RollD10)+6(RollD8)+8 = 19
Fort Save: 11(Roll)+4(Fort) = 15 (Day of the close calls, huh?)
Attack: 15(Roll)+7(Attack) = 22
Damage 5(RollD10)+6(RollD8)+8 = 19
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Ceana
Even as the men behind the barrier begin to move, arrows straining, your blade strikes deep and true, driving deeply into the head and brain of the boar, coating yourself in slick, blackish blood, even as from the ruined stump, a moaning, keening groan comes forth.
It erupts, even as the boar slumps at your feet, a blackish cloud, inside of which are several screaming children made of smoke, moaning and screaming in pain, even as they drift apart. But even as it does, both the veteran and Kalim emerge, as do five of the spearmen, as the vet looks around, a frown on his face, even as he gestures for Kalim to tend to you.
Even as the men behind the barrier begin to move, arrows straining, your blade strikes deep and true, driving deeply into the head and brain of the boar, coating yourself in slick, blackish blood, even as from the ruined stump, a moaning, keening groan comes forth.
It erupts, even as the boar slumps at your feet, a blackish cloud, inside of which are several screaming children made of smoke, moaning and screaming in pain, even as they drift apart. But even as it does, both the veteran and Kalim emerge, as do five of the spearmen, as the vet looks around, a frown on his face, even as he gestures for Kalim to tend to you.
Congratulations! You gained 1500exp from the encounters thus far! Meaning, you have enough to level up, the next time you take a while to rest
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Ceana slumps back, leaning against one of the improvised battlements as the adrenaline slowly diffuses from her body, in turn making her feel the pain in her shoulder and the exhaustion in her limbs more acutely. Meanwhile her mind tries to process what it had seen.
That beast... had it reallly housed the spirits of murdered children? And had its death at least freed them? She stays silent as Kalim begins to treat her wound.
That beast... had it reallly housed the spirits of murdered children? And had its death at least freed them? She stays silent as Kalim begins to treat her wound.
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Ceana
Having taken out a small water bottle, the man, little more then skin and bones, a gangly looking man, proceeds to clean out her shoulder, taking great care to get all of the filth and blood, even as he mutters charms and invocations over the wound, waving an amulet as he takes out a small jar, filled with a pungent smelling salve.
Still, as Kalim applies the pungent, cool but stinging salve to your shoulder, there is a loud curse from up ahead, the old veteran, clearly upset, roaring out his displeasure.
Having taken out a small water bottle, the man, little more then skin and bones, a gangly looking man, proceeds to clean out her shoulder, taking great care to get all of the filth and blood, even as he mutters charms and invocations over the wound, waving an amulet as he takes out a small jar, filled with a pungent smelling salve.
Still, as Kalim applies the pungent, cool but stinging salve to your shoulder, there is a loud curse from up ahead, the old veteran, clearly upset, roaring out his displeasure.
Okay, you are healed 4 HP, and will heal an extra 4 HP on your next rest, stacking with the rest from before. Also, you need to make a DC 12 Fort Save
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Ceana knows to trust Kalim's skill by now, and so she holds still as her wound is treated. The veteran's shouting makes her speak, quietly, to the medic. "It seems our main target has escaped.
Do you have any idea what sort of creature that beast was?"
Do you have any idea what sort of creature that beast was?"
Ceana [6/12 HP+7 on next rest]
Fort Save: 16(Roll)+4(Fort) = 20
Fort Save: 16(Roll)+4(Fort) = 20
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Ceana
Sighing, he shakes his head, as others begin to pack up the barricade. "It would seem so. He has long been a slippery and elusive foe, slipping away like a serpent or a mirage. It has..." Here he seems nervous, even as several of the men give knowing nods, before he looks at her, hands lingering and checking for injury. "Worn on the captain. But, as for the beast..."
He looks over the boars corpse, and makes a sign against evil, as do several of the men.
Sighing, he shakes his head, as others begin to pack up the barricade. "It would seem so. He has long been a slippery and elusive foe, slipping away like a serpent or a mirage. It has..." Here he seems nervous, even as several of the men give knowing nods, before he looks at her, hands lingering and checking for injury. "Worn on the captain. But, as for the beast..."
He looks over the boars corpse, and makes a sign against evil, as do several of the men.
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Ceana
An eye on her, and an eye on the boar, he does not look sure. "Perhaps. It is up too the captain. But the boar? An oogly-boogly, or translated from the Grobbi tongue, a death pig. Born into torture and abuse, only shown hate and pain, and bonded with the souls of the young, driven mad by long torture." Shuddering, he gives her thigh a pat.
"And there, as much as I can do for you, the rest shall be accomplished by rest." With that, he would look up at her, moving back a touch, even as he moves slowly to rise himself.
An eye on her, and an eye on the boar, he does not look sure. "Perhaps. It is up too the captain. But the boar? An oogly-boogly, or translated from the Grobbi tongue, a death pig. Born into torture and abuse, only shown hate and pain, and bonded with the souls of the young, driven mad by long torture." Shuddering, he gives her thigh a pat.
"And there, as much as I can do for you, the rest shall be accomplished by rest." With that, he would look up at her, moving back a touch, even as he moves slowly to rise himself.
"I've no interest in converting your people, per say. You are the shaman; you already know if you can or cannot. Ishtar would welcome them into her fold; if your ancestors will accept both, then there is no issue. If they won't, then don't force them to. My offer is more about practicality than it is religion, though following my goddess' will shall be easier for all involved if possible."
Celina rubs her clit over the shaman's and coo's. "Tell me about your ancestors and traditions..."
Celina rubs her clit over the shaman's and coo's. "Tell me about your ancestors and traditions..."
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Ceana
Even as he grabs a last look, Kalim moves back, moving to check on the other wounded. Still, it is only a short time later that the Captain emerges from the cave, in a clear black humor, snarling and muttering curses, as the men move out of his way, scattering as he moves towards the barricade, gesturing shortly to the men, as they quickly form up, packing even faster.
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Celina
Her face coloring somewhat, her pleasure clear, as her upper teeth worry her lower lips for a second, eyes opening and closing for a second, before she spoke, her breath somewhat strained. "Just what is it you wish to know? Our history is a long and proud one."
Even as he grabs a last look, Kalim moves back, moving to check on the other wounded. Still, it is only a short time later that the Captain emerges from the cave, in a clear black humor, snarling and muttering curses, as the men move out of his way, scattering as he moves towards the barricade, gesturing shortly to the men, as they quickly form up, packing even faster.
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Celina
Her face coloring somewhat, her pleasure clear, as her upper teeth worry her lower lips for a second, eyes opening and closing for a second, before she spoke, her breath somewhat strained. "Just what is it you wish to know? Our history is a long and proud one."
OOC; Also, the info is on my main labtop, which is in for repairs. Still, the basic is this. The Havasi traded with and raided other clans and the cities as times came and went, keeping their wealth in their jewelry, herds and weapons. They followed many of the common customs of the desert Shemites, though they kept a Canyon pantheon. For the most part, they are a normal clan, though there are a few details she does avoid speaking off.
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