| Derika |
She smiles as she runs a hand up underneath Vishanti's dress to her inner thigh, "Mmmhmmm.....I really really like soft things." She says before nipping lightly at her loves neck and earlobe.
| Vishanti |
A shudder of pleasure ripples through her body at her lover's hand touches the soft flesh of her thigh, the nipping at her neck and earlobe leaving able to do little but moan.
Reaching back, her hand eagerly fumbles with Derika's belt, needing to touch her.
| Derika |
With one hand on Vishanti's thigh, she uses her other to remove her belt as she kisses the nape of her neck and works her way up to Vishanti's lips. Her kisses are like silent pleas for attention as her body quivers with anticipation.
| Vishanti |
Turning into Derika's fevered kisses, Vishanti feels herself consumed with desire, her knees weak as she melts into the loves arms, one hand running through Derika's hair as she other snakes it's way up under her shirt gliding over her sleekly muscled stomach, the feeling of her powerful body pressed against her sending her pulse racing. "Mnnff I need you so much!" she says breathlessly.
| Derika |
| Derika |
It's okay, I'm looking at stuff. A friend of mine just posted a really kinda pretty music video on facebook so I shared it. I just really like that music....I don't know, I'm a weirdo.
| Vishanti |
Biting her lip in eager anticipation, the shamaness finds herself in the perfect limbo between wanting to touch every part of her lover’s body, bringing her as much pleasure as possible, and an overwhelmingly erotic helplessness at the pleasure her loves hands and mouth elicit from her body, her legs unconsciously parting more to give her beloved free reign, her body moving against the soft silkiness of their new sheets as one hand runs through Derika's hair, the other running down he back to squeeze her firm bottom.
| Derika |
| Vishanti |
| Derika |
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| Vishanti |
As they begin to slowly come down from a spectacular orgasm, she looks down into Derika's beautiful golden eyes, glistening with tears of joy and love, a match for her own. "I have never needed anything the way I need you, Derika. You are everything to me and I will spend every moment showing you what you mean to me." she whispers beginning to kiss her again, nibbling her ear, kissing the way down the side of her neck to her collarbone as she pushes herself up with a groan, her body immediate craves to restore the contact between their wet flesh.
| Derika |
| Vishanti |
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Once she has her beloved almost delirious with need, she takes a moment to gaze into her eyes before kissing her way down her stomach, her hands in constant motion, roaming and caressing her body, her healer's knowledge knowing all the most sensitive spots, teasing and elevating her arousal, building her pleasure and anticipation as she works her way slowly down toward her most luscious treasure.
| Derika |
Letting out a little whimper of protest as Vishanti kisses her way down her body which moves herself out of Derika's reach, her whimpers turn into moans of pleasure as her lover hits all the right spots. As Vishanti continues to work her way down Derika's body, she continues to moan and writhe on the bed as her legs subconsciously fall a little further apart, granting her lover full access to her sweet treasure as she fists the sheets in their bed and bites down on her lower lip, "Mmmffnnggg....the things you...do to me. Mmmffnnn....sooo good." Is all she's really able to get out between her moaning and soft cries of ecstasy.
| Vishanti |
Kissing her quivering thighs, Vishanti drags the tip on her tongue along the insides of her sensitive flesh, finally coming to a stop mere inches from her destination, the scent of their mingled juices and her lover’s arousal as addictive as any drug, she flicks her tongue out, a few teasing gentle licks, savoring her taste before delving into her love’s wet folds, hungrily devouring her sex and she slips first one, then another long slender finger insider of her, slowly caressing her velvet flesh.
| Derika |
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| Vishanti |
Slowly crawling up her beloved’s body, kissing her way up her skin and sending tiny aftershocks rippling through her, she lays beside her, smiling as she looks into her loves rapturous expression and leans in to kiss her gently.
| Derika |
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As Vishanti lays beside her and kisses her softly, Derika takes her in her arms and returns the kiss. She runs her hands over Vishanti as she pulls her close, "I want ssooo much to show you....just as much attention as you just....showed me, but I don't even know if I can move now. I'm gonna have to work on building my stamina up if I have any hope of keeping....up with you love. You wore me out....completely, but in the best possible way. You make me feel....more loved and more alive than I have ever felt....in my life." She says in between tears and trying to catch her breath.
| Vishanti |
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I don't think we have to spoiler things anymore.
| Vishanti |
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Settling into Derika's arms, Vishanti smiles as she listens to her loves breathing slow into a peaceful rhythm, snuggling closer as she begins to drift off herself, feeling the stars smiling down on them.
| Derika |
Nearly jumping out of the bed, Derika quickly pulls on her clothing and armor, followed by her boots before grabbing her stuff. As she gets ready for whatever they might face she looks at Vishanti, "I don't know what's going on, but it can't be good. We better hurry." She says as she leaves the room in haste to check on Corda and Eldan.
| Derika |
"I'm not sure, but they only blare their horns like that when there's trouble, so I'm sure it's nothing good. We're gonna find out what's going on and offer what assistance we can." She says in way of explanation.
| Vishanti |
Quickly pulling on a dress and her boots, the shamaness follows her love out of the bedroom, quickly going to her workshop and gathering her active gear before knocking on Corda's door, a shifting orb of polished stones glimmering starlight hovering after her.
| Derika |
She gives Eldan a nod as she heads to Corda's door, "There might be an emergency, we have no time to be delicate right now." Opening the door she hurries over to where Corda sleeps fitfully on the bed. Regretting having to wake her she shakes her shoulder though she tries not to be too rough, "Corda....Corda wake up, there's an emergency and we need to find out what's going on. Get Morgor, get ready and meet us in the living room in five minutes." She says as she makes sure Corda is awake and moving before leaving the room.
| Corda Tollit |
As Derika tussled Corda awake, the Witch grabbed her dagger and shouted "Get away from me monster!" For a split second, the pointed end came towards the Half-Orc before Corda stopped herself. Dropping the weapon and covering her mouth in horror, she said, "I am so sorry Derika. I didn't....I wasn't......," Hearing the horns, "What's going on?"
| Derika |
Fully aware that she might be waking up Corda out of some not so pleasant dreams she takes a step back as the witch wakes up, "You're okay, however there might be a problem in the city. We need to go, now. Get Morgor, get your stuff and come with us. I don't want to leave anyone here in case something bad is happening." She says before turning to walk out of the room so she can get ready.
| Vishanti |
As they race toward the source, Vishanti glances up at the night sky, feeling her power thrum in time with the stars, perfectly aware of her position in regard to everything around her.
| GM Henry Fortuna |
As you attempt to regroup with Renault, you come across four ghouls that have just taken down a couple of soldiers. They hiss at you and prepare to attack.
Initiative:
Derika: 1d20 ⇒ 1
Vishanti: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Corda: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
Morgor: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
Eldan: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
Ghouls: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
Round 1: Corda, Morgor, Eldan, Ghouls, Vishanti, Derika
| Eldan Herne |
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Having lagged behind Derika and Vishanti, Eldan moves around the shamaness to get a clear shot at one of the ghouls.
Crossbow: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (20) + 21 = 41; Confirm: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (15) + 21 = 36; Damage: 3d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 5, 6) + 6 = 23
| Corda Tollit |
Geez, how does such a little guy do so much damage?
Corda froze, but only for a very brief moment before she waved a hand over herself and spoke, "Grenjathr jern hud." There was a momentary flash of energy around her that somewhat resembled a chain shirt before fading to nothingness. She then readies herself for a fight.
Not much I can actually do right now.
| GM Henry Fortuna |
The ghouls leave their fallen prey for the moment and head towards the group. One charges Eldan, another charges Corda and the third approaches Derika, lashing out with their claws.
Vs Eldan: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 3 + 2 = 24
Vs Corda: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 3 + 2 = 24; Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2; DC 13 Fort Save
Vs Derika: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20; Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6; DC 13 Fort Save
Eldan proves to be too well-armored for the ghoul to hit.
Round 1: Corda, Morgor, Eldan, Ghouls, Vishanti, Derika
| Derika |
Fort save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Shrugging off the effects of the attack, she swings her hammer at the ghoul ferociously.
It's clobberin' time!: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 23
Derika Smash!: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
In case you didn't feel it the first time: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
| Vishanti |
Moving to a point where she could affect both ghouls at once, Vishanti reached deep within, unleashing a pulse of pure life energy, the colors in the immediate area seeming to brighten momentarily, her heair and skin glowing with life as her eyes hold a spark reminicent of the heart of a star.
Move to D11
Channel Positive Energy (harm Undead): 3d6 ⇒ (1, 4, 6) = 11
| Corda Tollit |
Fort: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
Seriously?
Though the scratch was minor, the Witch could already feel the vile sickness take hold. No, I refuse to let this take me. She defiantly thought.
Henry, quick question, would you allow me to use my Healing Hex against Undead? If so, would I need to cast defensively or just make a melee touch attack?