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Cold Blooded Killer

Postby Vasin on April 11th, 2019, 1:25 pm

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Timestamp: 18th of Spring, 519 A.V.
(OOC Note: This thread is terrible! A bad idea wrapped in another bad idea! It was never a good idea for me to submit this for grading. It's not even a fun read half way through. If you insist on reading it highlight it. But I do not recommend it.)
It was mid-day, the sun directly overhead, a gentle breeze whistled through the trees, and the sound of chirping birds could be heard all around. Only a couple of clouds up in the sky which cast their shadows on the world below. It was a rather beautiful day out all things considered. Which is exactly why Vasin had decided today was an exceptional day to practice. Vasin had been going about making maps, but he had not done much that required applying survival out in the wilds. Ever since he had read that journal he had been interested in trying out some of what it had suggested. Though he had been told not to explicitly trust the words of a book. This was why he was starting small, and also not too far away from Sunberth proper. Vasin knelt there near the edge of the forest staring at the ground. Specifically, he was eyeing up some plants that had caught his eye. He rubbed his chin thinking it over not sure exactly what they were. But, based on what that journal he read he had a sort of checklist he could go through mentally. 'All right...' Vasin thought to himself as he looked at the plants.' What was it again?' he questioned himself mentally as he tried to recall what the list was.

Digging through his memory he thought back and would snap his fingers at recalling what the journal had warned of.' Right right.' he thought with a nod. He began to thumb the plant and give it a closer look. Milky sap? No, no milky sap here. Beans, bulbs, or seeds inside pods? Nope, it doesn't have any of those at all. Spines or parsley-like foliage? Nadda looked like normal leaves to him. Rain heads with pink, purplish, or black spurs? Well, he wasn't sure what a rain head was, but he did not see spurs of any of those colors. So far it was looking as if this plant would be okay to eat. Almond scent in woody parts? He bent over and gave it a few experimental sniffs but shook his head. Nah, smells nothing like Almonds. He then plucked a leaf and gave it a cursory look. Hmm, was there something he was missing? He questioned himself before brushing the leaf off and then taking a bite. Oh yeah! Soapy taste! Yuck! He spat the leaf out the strong soapy taste not being a pleasant one at all. Vasin looked at the plant and decided to recall the details of it so that he would not have to go through this process next time. He examined it a little more before standing up. Sure would help if he had a book with illustrations on poisonous plants...

With a stretch, he looked around himself the birds and nature still sounding alive. It wasn't like when that bear was around before when things had gotten so quiet. Still, he wanted to have some success before calling it a day. He began walking through the forest searching for plants to eat. There was a lot more of that soapy tasting plant nearby. He made sure to avoid them, nasty leaves and all that. Searching the ground he eventually found some kind of different plant. But this one had three leaves! He recalled from the journal it said to avoid plants with three leaves. Well, this was proving a bit difficult or at least unlucky. Vasin breathed out thinking of where to search next. Maybe the fields and hills were a better place to go looking? There was more to survival then just forests he reasoned. Vasin stroked his facial hair and decided to give it a shot. So he started walking but as he did he took notice of something. Coming to a stop peering between trees there appeared to be some kind of hole? Vasin blinked and then looked around himself at his surrounding. No one around so he decided to investigate cautiously walking towards the hole.

Coming upon it he saw how it was dug into the side of an incline and overgrown with foliage. Yet its thick wooden supports still stood. Taking a step closer he nearly tripped on something. Stumbling he caught himself he looked down noticing that what he had tripped on was a mine cart rail. Ah, so an old mine entrance? Really old, the rails were covered in undergrowth and leaves. But there was something else, there was a faint glow deep within like around a corner. Looking back once more he then looked forward grabbing the hilt of his long sword. Well, might as well check it out. What kind of explorer of the world would leave a tunnel entrance as this unexplored? He and Kelski had been trying to explore the tunnels. No doubt this one was off the map she had. So, he figured he would explore it a little and dedicate some notes to it. Though more then that, it looked as if someone was inside with a flame. Creeping in he slowly walked forward venturing down the tunnel. It was moist and dark down here but he grew closer and closer to the source of light. Coming around a bend he saw what it was. A torch stuck on the tunnel wall, and not just that but there was a few of them in this stretch of the tunnel... possibly beyond...
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Postby Vasin on April 11th, 2019, 1:57 pm

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The slow push of wind and the quiet crackle of flames were the only sounds Vasin could hear other than his own breathing. The heat of the torches warmed his face as he stared further down. Maybe he should turn back? He doubted anyone using these tunnels would be friendly. Then again, not everyone was immediately hostile when you met them. He stood there pondering what to do next. He had not come equipped for combat. Vasin had left his armor and nice new weapons behind safely with a friend he could trust. He was getting tired of lugging that armor around just for exploration purposes. So he had only come with his sword for defending himself. Vasin was leaning more towards leaving when a sound nearly startled him out of nowhere! Along pained scream echoed down the tunnel from who knows how far. His blade rasped as he unsheathed it from the scabbard and breathed in. Eyes locked down to the end of this stretch of tunnel. Then again, but this time followed by a fainter "Help!" in the distance the same direction. Vasin looked back and then forward. Someone needed help, was he really going to walk away? They could have gotten trapped or been cornered by some animal or monster. Well if they were the ones who lit the torches then they would probably be grateful for the help.

Vasin took off down the tunnel following the torches trying to move quickly without bumping his head or tripping. He could feel the air move around him as he rounded one corner then ran down another stretch which was on a downward slope. He was going deeper and deeper into the tunnels, and the screams got louder and louder. They got louder until he came to a corner where he stopped. They were just around the corner he could hear their pained screams but something else now."P-Please stop!" the voice begged in pain. Vasin blinked and would slowly peer around the corner. He free hand gripping the wood beam supporting the tunnel as he did so. In the scene before him, there was a man on his back wearing a tattered leather jerkin. Blood seeped from a slit in the midsection of the armor and from below it. A cut was across his cheek and he breathed heavily looking up at someone else. A woman, possibly five feet and ten inches tall stood above the man. She wore a full set of leather armor and black clothes of an unknown type underneath. On her hip was a scabbard with an arming sword and in her right hand a curved dagger. A leather bandoleer with throwing knives could be seen. Her skin was pale, her hair was black and Vasin could not get a good view of her eyes."Sssssweety, darling~" she said in an almost playful yet taunting manner."No one is coming to help you!. Especially ssssince you decided to try and hide all the way out here of all placesss! To think, you would put me through ssso much trouble and then complain ssso much!" she said with a smirk before giving him a powerful kick to the side.

She then reached down and grabbed him by the neck in one fluid motion lifting him up and slamming him against the wall."As interesssting a punching bag you make... I find there isss no more enjoyment to be had here. Plusss..." she leaned in."I am famissshed!" she laughed in a cruel fashion. The man had a horrified look on his face."Stop right there!" Vasin shouted out before coming around the corner. His body had moved before he had a chance to think this through."I can't idly stand by an-" he started to say but was then cut off when she unceremoniously in one quick motion cut her victims neck rather deeply with her blade. Then, dropped them to the ground blood spurting out of their severed artery. Casually she then turned to face him and regarded Vasin who stood there stunned for a moment. Well, there goes his moment to shine it looked like."Whom might you be? A friend of hisss? A fair bit too late now~ Regardless, I think you will be far more filling. Besides, no witnessessss~" she said teasingly as she looked him over. She licked her lips and then bit her lower lip softly unnerving Vasin slightly."Not a friend of his, just an explorer who happened on by. Also, I think you will find I don't go down so easy." Vasin explained and snapped back. She put her hand to her mouth and gave a short laugh."An explorer huh? How cute! How very brave~ But I think you will find... the struggle makes it all the more satisfying." she said giving Vasin the direct impression they were on two very different pages.
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Postby Vasin on April 11th, 2019, 8:54 pm

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Well, this was not going well at all Vasin quickly realized his eyes falling to the quickly dying man. The flow of blood from their neck gradually slowing having emptied out very quickly. No doubt their heart rate aided in their demise. Which only left her, whoever, whatever she was. His eyes went back to her as she stared back at him with a sadistic smile. She was getting under his skin and kept talking as if she was going to eat him, or do other things to him... but very clear she wanted to kill him. Some seriously mixed messages to be certain as they stood there facing off. She flicked her blade clean with a fluid snap of the wrist before sheathing it. He eyed those throwing knives on her bandoleer and knew that if he turned tail and ran from here, well she could just toss one into his back. So, Vasin started to do what he had been taught at the proving grounds. Keeping his eyes trained on her he turned away from her exposing his back and armpit to her. Legs like springs he grabbed the blade of his sword with his left hand. He had not done this without gauntlets before, and so he would need to be careful. He gripped it firmly and kept it in place as he did so. Then he raised his right hand up above his waist and then waited. His muscles were tensed and full of energy.

"Ohhh~," she said in amusement as she watched Vasin take up his guard a stance."Fancy, very fancy. But very cookie cutter." she winked at him as she rather casually reached down and unsheathed her arming sword giving it a twirl as it exited the sheath."Very ssstiff." she added as she shifted her stance forward with the sword pointed up and at him from the side, one handed. She was poised to strike like a spring of pure energy. Eyes locked on with that same smirk"I'll help loosen you up~" she softly breathed out before then in a flash springing forward! Bounding step from step swaying side to side Vasin did not have long to react. She moved with grace, fluidity, and speed more so than any he had fought before! Quickly Vasin began to turn one step to step his heart nearly stopping as his whole body felt slow and sluggish. His brain screaming to move faster and faster as he then began to raise his sword up. She was stabbing and thrusting her blade towards his shoulder! Or perhaps his armpit! It didn't matter he had to stop that! With a thrust and push, he intercepted her sword just barely, the blade scratching the surface over his shoulder."Got you!" Vasin managed to grunt out as he then jabbed and thrust his now in position sword at her neck! See how she likes it! Except... his stab didn't connect at all what so ever.

She had shifted her head, her neck, and body out of them and stared at him with a grin."Very nice, but not fast enough! Not enough fluidity~" she said and before Vasin could try and grapple her like he was taught to at the proving grounds, it seemed she had the same idea! With a step in she grabbed the arm he was using to support the blade of his sword. Wrapping around it she got really close. Vasin let go of the longsword and raised it up for a close in cut at her side. But before he could do this she came right in and close and stepped between his legs and wrapped one foot around his leg. With his arm gripped, and a foot around his leg. Vasin recognized this, and before it could fully register she enacted it fully. She pulled and then with great force threw him down to the ground with a thud. Vasin gasped face first into the dirt and would try to flip to his side to swing at her legs. But the swing only met air as she jumped over the well-telegraphed attack. Then she stepped on his arm and pressed down before reaching down. Vasin gritted his teeth trying to keep a hold on his sword. But she pried it from his fingers her hands apparently stronger than his.
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Postby Vasin on April 11th, 2019, 9:15 pm

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Suddenly before he knew it Vasin found her hand gripped around the collar of his shirt. She stepped off his hand and pulled him off the ground."Goodie~ I didn't have to put any holes in you unlike..." she said with a smirk gesturing with her head to the man she had killed."You are competent for sssure, but not that great yet." she said before something that sounded almost halfway between a hiss and giggle."Not that you will have the chance to get better." she taunted him once more."Now then... letsss work on making you not ssso ssstiff..." she said breathing onto his face softly before giving another sadistic smile and laugh. Vasin was not keen on finding out what that meant and quickly gave her a hard kick to the midsection. Her grip nearly faulted but she did not let go as he struggled."How rude! Let us fix that!" she said now angry as she suddenly turned and tossed him down the tunnel. Vasin landed with a tumble and roll before shakily getting up and wiping his mouth. She was tough and obviously had combat experience. His deflection had only barely worked but she had read his moves like nothing. Vasin then at that moment decided that this person was above his league.

Looking to her he saw her casually approaching twirling her blade around as she did so. Then he looked behind himself and saw that the tunnel went deeper and winded further on. Without a word, Vasin turns and made a break for it. He needed to lose her in the tunnels and get away from her. With all the force he could muster he went off at full spring down the tunnel pumping his legs and moving his arms."Come back! Mistress isn't done with you just yet!" she shouted after him. Vasin decided not to look back and just kept running wanting to put as much space between him and her as possible. She was wearing leather armor, and he was not. So, that had to give him some speed advantage right? No time to think further! Just keep running! Don't stop! He rounded a corner, and then another and another. He nearly ran into the walls of the tunnel, had to duck under low beams. But he noticed something else as he kept going. The torches that lit this place were becoming fewer and fewer. On the bright side if it becomes totally dark it will be harder to see him as is.

Soon enough he could see the end of the torches but something caught his eye on this stretch. He came to a skidding stop having seen something from the corner of his eye. A nearly hidden side passage hidden in shadow. Quickly he backed up into it and slowly backed himself into darkness. Vasin held his breath as he kept his eyes on the exit. Sure enough, he saw her run by him at full sprint with a positively evil look on her face black hair trailing behind her. Vasin waited a moment before breathing in and then sighing in relief. He had backed up the entire time and soon found himself backed into a wall. Turning his head he could see a side room dimly lit by a lantern. Curious and not wanting to venture out just yet he would walk in. The table the lamp was on had some rotted away book on it as well as a pickaxe and other assorted tools. There was a piece of paper with some scribbles on it. Looked like at some point it could have been a crude map but it was practically disintegrated. Then, finally, there was something that his eyes latched onto. It was a pendant of some kind, and there was something about it that caught his eye more than anything else. It was kind of like a feeling just as he had with the key.
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Postby Vasin on April 11th, 2019, 9:34 pm

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Drawn to it Vasin reached down and scooped the Pendant from the old table and held it in his hands. He examined it a moment longer before looking over his shoulder. He thought he had heard something, but it was just nerves. He looked back to the piece of jewelry in his hands. Perhaps his friend Kelski could tell him something about it once he got back? Vasin shook his head, he had to get out of here before that. So, he slipped it on over his neck but paused at a sudden feeling. He couldn't exactly pinpoint it and so looked around himself. The room was completely still, the air didn't move and all was silent other than his own heartbeat. Slowly turning he would creep towards the exit of the room. Hand touching the wall as he peaked around the corner. At the end of the side tunnel in the main tunnel, he saw something... It looked like a pile of something. Cautiously he moved forward one step at a time with his heart beating faster and faster. Coming to the end of the side tunnel he had a better look at it. It was leather armor?

Taking a step out eyes on the leather armor he was confused. Wasn't that the armor she had been wearing? Did she strip out of it? Wait, why was back here? Various thoughts ran through his mind. But were interrupted by a sudden very soft hiss and warm blow of air into his ear that caused a tingle to the back of his head. Then, his heart skipped a beat as he slowly turned to face them."I decided to get into sssomething more comfortable~ Now to put you into sssomething." a hissing voice said and it came from the head of a massive black python right next to him hugging the wall. A Dhani! He should have known! They had to be forty-five feet! They were massive! Huge! Vasin stumbled and then tried to run only for her to sweep her tail in the way. Vasin tripped and tried to crawl forward but suddenly found she was coiling herself around him in a quick fashion. She wrapped her long body around him and he tried to kick and throw her off as best he could. He kicked at those massive coils and tried to pry her off but she was persistence. Eventually, she pinned his legs together with a squeeze and then got his arms with some quick twists and maneuvers. Then like waves, she began to squeeze him though not too hard yet."A valiant effort, but not enough." she said in mock praise.

"Let go of me!" Vasin said in a panic but she ignored his words entirely as she slowly began to ramp up the pressure. Squeezing his body harder and harder but slowly. She controlled his breath entirely and each breath he took became less and less. But then, as if to tease him would purposefully let him take a breath. Like it was some sort of game or she got satisfaction from it. But over time it became harder to breathe. Her coils shifted around him, squeezed him, and his world was slowly fading. She could have easily crushed him without a doubt so why not? Though soon even thought became difficult as his world grew darker and darker. Eventually, his vision faded out entirely his eyes meeting her reptilian ones her tongue flicking out. Unconscious and unable to flee or fight back he was unaware of this but instead of squeezing until his heart stopped she slowly began to loosen up on him.
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Postby Vasin on April 11th, 2019, 10:00 pm

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Some amount of time later Vasin suddenly gasped awake having woken back up. His lungs filled with hot acrid air. He felt wet and slicked all over and everything was incredibly dark. Everything was incredibly tight and claustrophobic as well! His arms were pinned to his sides, his legs pinned together. His body was squeezed in some sort of fleshy tube or tight sack. Vasin's body ached all over sore in many places. In his just awoken state, he thrashed about in panic struggling against the walls he found himself trapped in. He managed to shift his position forward and turn. His head pressed against something as well, like the end of the chamber he was in. He struggled and thrashed until he ran out of breath only to find his movements quickly revered. Wavelike motions of the walls pushed him back into position. Carrying him and with each one squeeze him along the way. Vasin tried again only for the same thing to happen. His brain began to catch up with his surrounding as he realized something horrible that made him yell out in fright. S-She ate him! She ate him alive! "No no no no... there is no way this is happening..." Vasin said in disbelief with a shake of his head though that shake was impeded by the stomach he was tightly squeezed into.

Indeed however this had happened much to his utter disbelief. The Dhani who was named Sixissa had eaten him whole and alive instead of killing him outright. When she had knocked him unconscious she had gone about moving him into position. She had walked her jaws over him from one end while her body and tail helped push him along. It was a process that had taken a long while. She was almost delicate in ensuring that she did not crush him in the process of doing so. For she preferred to swallow her prey alive having a sadistic streak to her in which she enjoyed dominating her victims utterly to the very end. She had been immobilized during the process of getting him to her stomach, but now she was free to move about. Something that took notice of as he felt movement. From inside he could tell she was slithering along the ground. Even as he tried to stiffen his body to impede her from taking him deeper beneath the ground it was to no effect. Being encapsulated by her and pinned so utterly he could do little to stop her. She had also taken notice that he was awake when he thrashed so much and decided to take him deeper and deeper. Dragging behind her the body of the victim she had killed earlier.

Vasin breathed in more of that sticky air."You can't do this!" he shouted out."Let me out!" he demanded with a thrash to which she responded by bending her body into a harsh s shape. Putting Vasin into an even more uncomfortable position as punishment before letting him out of it and moving on."You will have time for all the thrassshing in the world when we get to my home." she taunted/teased looking back to where he was inside her. She couldn't really hear him though, and he couldn't hear her. So with a content hiss, she continued on down the tunnel. Vasin breathed out face pressed into the stomach wall as he tried to catch his breath. This environment was downright oppressive, and it was almost like she was getting a kick out of this. Everything she had said and done led him to believe this.
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Postby Vasin on April 11th, 2019, 10:27 pm

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Indeed as she had said she was taking him to her home, or rather her underground hideout. Her base of operations so to say so that she could finish him off over the next five or so days. She slithered in through a low tunnel that a human would have to crawl through and pushed open a door. Her long form entering her home with the body of her previous victim trailing behind. With a push of her tail, she closed the door and would start to curl up. Vasin could feel his body move with hers and bent a little as she curled up upon her self. She then started to flex her whole body throughout its length repeatedly over and over. Repeatedly Vasin felt the walls squeeze around him the point of almost being denied breath. Wa-was she playing with him? Torturing him? Quickly between one of the waves, he began to struggle to push against the walls as best he could. But he had no leverage his arms pinned to his sides still. He could only shift and thrash in place her stomach position him back into place whenever he moved out of place. But his struggles only seemed to encourage her and she redoubled her efforts.

She seemingly spent the rest of the day doing nothing but taunting and toying with the trapped Vasin. Deriving a sadistic pleasure from inflicting this upon him and knowing that this wasn't even in the start. His death she knew would not be an easy one as the acids would eat away at him. But for now, she wanted to get as much enjoyment from the total domination she had over him. Finding his attempts at struggle rather cute in a way. As if he thought he could escape if he willed himself free enough or something. Vasin, however, hated every moment of it as she prodded reactions out of him and would not allow him even a moments rest. This went on for hours of course though as the evening set in and the world above grew dark she began to tire from her constant taunting, teasing, and toying. She had plenty of time with him tomorrow and though less so on the day after that. Going back into a coiled up position she stretched and gave an open mawed yawn.

Vasin for his part was relieved that she had seemingly grown tired of torturing responses from him. His eyes were growing heavy, but he couldn't sleep! He was trapped in here! No matter how tired he became he could not sleep! "Goodnight meal~," she said as she settled in for the night Vasin unaware of what she had said. Vasin had to do something to force her to puke him up. But he wasn't sure how, and she had left him exhausted his body like puddy to her. 'All right I need a plan...' he thought to himself.' I'll rest a little and then... all or nothing...' he said deciding he needed to spend all his energy at once no matter how badly it left him sore or how much it tired him. He had to get out tonight or else he feared he would not have the energy or will to do so tomorrow.
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Postby Vasin on April 11th, 2019, 10:45 pm

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[googlefont=Kurale]It was nearing midnight, Sixissa was resting with Vasin nestled firmly in her gut and Vasin had been biding his time. He had been trying to regain some strength for some time now. For the last few hours, he had laid in there unable to move and tried to rest without falling asleep. She smugly believed there was no way for him to get out, and perhaps she was right. But Vasin had to at least try he reasoned. What a mess he had gotten himself into. Vasin breathed out all was quiet aside from the sounds of the Python Dhani's body. Movements, the sound of breathing, blood pumping it all surrounding him. He listened a little while more though noticed something else he had not taken notice to before. He felt as if things had gotten slicker then before. Like progressively the walls had been excreting this liquid onto him. That was exactly what it was doing, as her stomach was slowly getting ready and starting to digest him. Vasin did not want to stick around and find out what that fully feels like. Even if it takes a day or more to fully kick in.

So he started, and he started with all his might and all his heart. He thrashed against his fleshy prison as hard as he could! Shifting his position, twisting in place, wriggling his form and pressing against those walls. He kept this up as long as he could and Sixissa seemed to stir with an upset motion. She began to reposition herself to try and stop his movements or punish him for it. But Vasin kept it up the entire time not stopping for even a moment. He was being as persistent and annoying as possible. He felt himself shift more and more out of place her body failing to put him back into position. But there was a problem, it was to slow going and her actions to counteract him were slowing him even further. Though he was upsetting her stomach, he was not quick enough. Slowly he lost steam her body wrestling him back into position but he had been so close! He had been right there as the esophagus! Dammit! Dammit! He thrashed one more time in near despair as the Dhani who held him so laughed."Noo..." he breathed out as he settled back into place. He was going to die in her...

He breathed in and out messily so rather upset and tired from the massive effort. But there was something, the pendant from before was now pressed up against his cheek. She had left it on him and it shifted out of place but still on his neck."This can't be where I spend my final moments..." he said shaking his head slowly back and forth his face against the wall. That is when it happened. He felt something different and though he could see suddenly felt like he was falling. He fell through total darkness and then suddenly felt the wind flow past him and blinked his eyes awake! Dim light! Ground! He hit the ground suddenly having been dumped just above it. Covered it slime and stomach juices he gasped out finally able to breathe freely! The Pendant had freed him from his fate and allowed him to escape, it is Miner’s Grace. Though he was not fully aware of what had happened as he rolled out onto his back. Now on top of a hill, the night sky above him as the fluids that covered him began to cool. Slowly he got up sore all over and exhausted. He could see not far away Sunberth proper... Vasin was going home. Thus, in the middle of the night, he began to limp his way back home.
From Sixissas point of view, she found herself with a sudden emptiness and looked at where Vasin had been with curiosity. Did... did he just escape? She was confused... and then angry as she lashed her tail out at the corpse she had dragged along with her. This had never happened before! He was all hers and he just suddenly escapes! What? How?! When he found him she was going to make sure she left no stone unturned... If she even found him... Had he been playing games with her? She was the only one supposed to do that. Breathing in and out upset her eyes turned to the corpse. Well, at least it wasn't a total loss...
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  • Botany: 1xp
  • Foraging: 1xp
  • Wilderness Survival: 1xp
  • Observation: 5xp
  • Logic: 3xp
  • Investigation: 1xp
  • Intimidation: 1xp
  • Weapon- Longsword: 1xp
  • Wrestling: 1xp
  • Tactics: 1xp
  • Running: 1xp
  • Stealth: 1xp
  • Endurance: 2xp

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  • Lore of healthy skepticism
  • Botany: identifying plant properties
  • Wilderness Survival: identifying edible plants
  • Investigation: putting together the evidence
  • Intimidation: bravado
  • Wrestling: enemy takedown
  • Tactics: retreat!
  • Stealth: hold your breath and wait
  • Dhani: snake form

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+Strange Pendent

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This thread is insane and I hate that I’ve read it. First half is standard hero confronts killer plot. Ok, so far so good. Then its revealed the killer is a dominatrix. Fine. Crazy sadists have made for decent villains before, I'm still on board. But then there is the vore porn and immediately you've lost me. You linger on it for three entire posts where your guy survives inside a sexually sadistic snake for hours without suffocating and then he just... what, explodes out of her? I honestly have no idea what happened in the single paragraph you dedicate to concluding this story. There is no link to the Miners Pendent, so I can't even check if it has the power to explode snakes or if it can jump cut Vasin onto a hill.

I know I’m being cruel and I’m sorry, I have enjoyed your other stories. But if I see something like this again I’m passing it on to another grader to deal with.
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