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Message: <blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 622151" data-attributes="member: 1210">Sheva feels languid and lascivious.  She can't seem to help herself.  The caresses she's giving and receiving have become her whole world.  She can feel a throbbing lust rising through her entire body, a shivering, palpitating sensation of pleasure and submission racing through her veins and arteries.But there's a piece of her mind that is sealed off from the rest, a slippery piece of self that refuses to submit.  She is Sheva, priestess of Coila, contemplative, assassin, monk, master of the Self.  She has submitted- but only for a moment.  She shakes off the compulsion, shakes her head, shakes her mind.  I will not be controlled! the hidden piece of her mind screams.  Blinking, she leaps back to her feet.  Out of the corner of her eye she can see Angel and Horbin locked in a perverse embrace, Angel atop the priest of Galador.  But before her eyes is something far more important.Alcar is fighting back, but the bizarre, insect-like creature has leaped upon him and torn a gaping wound in his shoulder.  The angel of Galador is faltering.  How long was I trapped in the orgy spell? Sheva wonders briefly; but she can see that the most important thing now is to defeat the monster.  Suddenly she's hasted, moving with blurring speed thanks to her power over Time, and a greatsword's in her hands.  With a single step she's flanking the monster, and then she's tearing into it.  It squeals with terrible pain as Sheva's blade slashes into it again and again, and then Alcar's pressing the attack too.  A horrible screaming sound emerges from its death-filled mouth, and Sheva steps up again and rams the point of the blade she took from the death knight through it's mouth.  It emerges from the rear of the monster's head in a shower of gore and the creature drops.  Alcar winces at the pain in his side, where the monster hit his vitals.  Sheva pants for a few instants, still shaking off the full effects of the lewd spell that still grips the rest of the group.  The celestial quickly dispels it, freeing the others from the enchantment as well.It's as if someone threw a bucket of cold water on them."Hey, you're not a whale!" Horbin exclaims.*  He and Angel stand up quickly, rebuckling their belts, strapping armor gone askew back into place.  Horbin's quite embarrassed, but Angel isn't.  He used to be a woman, after all; and besides, he was on top.  He considers for a moment, then casts a detect magic spell.  With a smile, he picks up one of the pillows and shoves it into his backpack.  Maybe it'll work for him somewhere else at another time.Alcar shakes his finger at Horbin.  Primly, he says, "I don't think Galador approves of sodomites."Horbin gives the angel a dirty look.  "Probably more than he approves of loudmouths."  The two servants of the Light start arguing scriptural interpretations as Horbin straightens his tunic and creates a globe of water that forms above his head and falls immediately to clean off any dirt or... anything else that may have soiled him in the encounter.  Alcar heals the terrible wound the strange outsider inflicted on him.A thourough search of the pillowed chamber turns up nothing in the way of treasure or clues as to why it is here.  "Well, if there's nothing here, let's move on."  With that, Alcar heads off.  Horbin shakes his head; he's got a terrible feeling that the celestial will lead them to disaster soon if he doesn't slow down.The party heads down the more intact passage that leads from the juggernaut's chamber.  The hall turns, then after another twenty yards it ends.  To one side is a door; to the other, an archway leads into a long room that has a pair of large cloth-covered objects in it.  There's a thick layer of dust on the floor.  "I wonder what those are?" muses Alcar, and he steps in to uncover one of the forms.As soon as he's within the chamber, the two forms burst into motion.  The cloths are left behind as a pair of creatures burst out from beneath them- two reptillian, draconian-looking things.  And they're coming right for Alcar.*For more on Horbin's whale-loving experience, see <a href="http://enworld.cyberstreet.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=319262#post319262" target="_blank">the orca's penis-ring.</a>Next Time: True dragons or something else?  What were they doing under those cloths?  Who's the halfling that the group's about to meet and what's he doing here?  And what's this about mind flayers??</blockquote>

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