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HP = 23/66, PP = 46, EP = 52, Status = Severely Injured

Tamonten looked down upon the dessicated remains of the village and nearly despaired. Two years ago, when the place had been invaded by demons, it had been heavily damaged in the fight between the invaders and the assorted adventurers who had come to fight them. Fires had spread, and spells of devastating power had been slung from both sides, wreaking havoc on the formerly prosperous town. The two years since then had not been kind to it. Much of it had burned down or collapsed, and animals and human scavengers slunk through the streets, looking for something that might be valuable while trying to avoid the demons that still plagued the town. No effort had been made to retake the town by Badaria, and new trade routes rendered it unnecessary.

Here she might find some clue to her condition, and perhaps.... Even a way to reverse it. In the back of her mind, a sinister voice called to her quietly, urging her forward. The demon within her sensed its kin. Her black arm, its heavy manacle shifting with every step, itched and burned and shook irritably with every step closer to Artmirst, the demon infested ruins seemingly giving the monster locked within more strength. For a moment, that made her consider turning back, leaving the ruins to remain a grave long picked over, but it was only a fleeting thought. If she didn't free herself form the demon that had taken hold of her body, it would eventually consume her entire being; body, mind and soul.

Rolls
Perception: 2x Enemies win, 1x Tamonten wins. (All of them needed at least a 14 to beat you. Bad luck on your part.)
Attacks (x2): Auto hit from stealth.
Attack: 41 vs 41 = hit.
Damage: (1 + 8 - 1) x 2 = 16, armor at 17/25 TP.
Damage: (2 + 8 - 1) x 2 = 18, armor at 8/25 TP.
Damage: 2 + 8 - 1 = 9, armor at 0/25 TP.
Total damage = 43. Armor is destroyed.
That one hurt a little.

Tamonten strode down the unkept road toward the town. The weeds that had slowly start creeping beneath the paving stones had shifted some of them, making the footing a little bit uncomfortable, though by no means treacherous. The crack of breaking wood to her left causes her to pause and turn, just in time to see a wolf, patches of its fur missing to display discolored skin beneath, charging directly at her. She is just barely too slow to avoid its raking claws, which tear holes in her shirt and leave red, bloody scratches on the skin beneath. An even greater catastrophe awaits her, however, as two more of the beasts come out of the woods behind her, using the distraction caused by their comrade to take her unawares. One of them closes its jaws around her pale arm, its teeth breaking the skin in several places and further shredding her shirt. The other rams into her back, its teeth and claws shredding her pants even as it knocks the surprised woman onto her knees. Within seconds, Tamonten is covered in bloody injuries, none of them serious on their own, but all of them painful and draining. What's worse, her clothing is totally shredded by the beasts.

For a moment, it seems as though she's done for, the first creature moving in to attack again, a hellish red gleam in its eyes. But, from some unknown well of strength, she manages to push onward, knocking the two wolves behind her away and rising back to her feet. Her injuries are painful, and her clothing is ruined, her shirt hanging off and her pants lying in tatters around her ankles, leaving her totally exposed, but she hadn't left home for her quest to end like this; torn apart by mere wolves before she'd even had a chance to try and free herself from her curse.
 
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((Poor Tamonten, minutes into her journey and she's already having a near-rape experience. >.>))

Fear and hopelessness started to overwhelm the would-be Weaponmaster at her plight. If the wolves were so strong how would she ever defend herself from the demons? The demon taunted her. Her thoughts flashed with memories of her father and home, surely it was easier than continuing such a quest. Then that familiar memory came up, as it often did, that day she realized she had attacked her own parents. The feeling of fear and helplessness at not banishing her demon trumped any emotion that some particularly ugly wolf could instill in her. The memory immediately caused her to shrug off the idea of retreat. Fear? Already? No! I won't play into the Demon's hands! Tamonten gripped her great sword and mentally recited the first line of the litany that had brought her this far, I still remember that day...

With her determination returning, Tamonten decided that her first course of action was to stop being mauled by wolves. Her adrenaline started to rise and she ignored the fact that her petite body was on full display to the world, only taking the time to rip away the tatters that might get into her way. Though she was determined, her instincts and discipline had reasserted themselves over her mind and the possessed woman assessed how perilous her position still was. She'd have to get them all into view and strike at them defensively until she could build momentum on the beasts. The warrior prepared her great sword and then made a measured strike at the wolf in front of her, hoping to to cripple it so she could turn her attention on the others.

Action:
((Fight Defensively, putting 20 of her To Hit points into Dodge. Hit the wolf in front of Tamonten with the Greatsword.
62-20 = 42 to hit.
41+20 = 61 to dodge.
2d10+31 slashing damage
I don't know if it's more convenient to list this sort of stuff here, if it isn't then I'll stop))
 
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HP = 23/66, PP = 46, EP = 52, Status = Severely Injured

(That's actually extremely convenient, thank you. Keep putting that at the bottom of yours posts, it cuts down on my work.)

Rolls
Attack (Player): Hit.
Damage: 6 + 4 + 32 = 41 damage.
Attack (Wolf2): Miss.
Attack (Wolf3): Miss.

Tamontens attack had been meant to cripple her foe. Unfortunately, her inner demon seemed to have other ideas. As she struck, her arms were suddenly filled with power, and a burst of adrenaline and rage that was not her own had her putting her full power into the blow. Instead of crippling it as she'd intended, her blade tore through the wolfs chest to the right of its head, slicing clean through the beast. With a gurgling cry, it fell to the ground, almost cleaved in half by her blow. The other two creatures, seeing their fellow killed in a single swing, make their attacks much more measured, snapping at her heels as she recovers. Luckily, her demons actions hadn't spoiled her defense, and she avoided any further injury from the wolves.
 
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Tamonten grimaced, she didn't have a problem with the outcome but it bothered her that her demon had been the primary cause. Out of habit, the possessed girl reprimanded herself at the sloppiness of her cut, should have taken the neck, or at least been cleaner about that. Tamonten felt a strange urge to prove that she could have killed the thing more cleanly. The bloody, naked woman, now covered with a bit of blood that wasn't her own, raised her sword and spun to face and swing at one of the wolves behind her, intent on striking it's neck and severing it's head cleanly from it's body. Not being mauled by wolves was important but she hadn't trained for so long to have her shaky, blackened arm defeat her precision.

Action
Slay Wolf
62-20 = 42 to hit.
41-10 = 31 dodge for round.
One shot, one kill on hit.
Note: If Slay can give negative armor and give enemies a damage boost against the user then disregard this and go with another defensive strike using the numbers in my last post. She's got something to prove but she doesn't want to prove it that badly. >.>
 
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HP = 23/66, PP = 46, EP = 52, Status = Severely Injured

Rolls:
Attack: Hit.
Damage: Slain.

This time, Tamontens attack goes exactly as planned, with no interference form her inner demon. Despite a valiant effort on the wolfs part to avoid her attack, her blade cuts cleanly through its vertebrae, separating its head from its body. As its second comrade falls, the last creature backs several feet away form Tamonten, growling at her the whole way, before it turns and flees into the woods. She could try and chase after it if she chose, but she was already injured, and she had no idea what else might be in those woods. Her demon was silent, her arm bothering her no more or less than usual.

Looking down at the remains of her clothing, it was badly torn, but looked like it could possibly be salvaged in some form if she were to try and piece it back together. Her injuries still pained her, and would need some sort of attention if she didn't want to risk getting an infection.

(Edit: Gain 2 experience.)
 
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Tamonten didn't give chase, her adrenaline rush was starting to wear off and the injuries she had already sustained were beginning to become unbearable. She couldn't help but be introspective about the situation as she moved to begin scavenging the aftermath of the fighting. The attack by the wolves left no doubt as to what was in store for her in Artmirst. Her quest for a cure, if there was one, wasn't going to be easy, not that she had ever believed it would be. The possessed woman paused a moment to wonder if those animals were tainted in the same way she was, if the creatures hadn't merely found themselves in her predicament. They might have simply been hunting and trying to survive after finding themselves in the same world of uncertainty that she had. The warrior frowned at the thought and tried to think about something else.

Why is it so cold? Tamonten silently wondered as a shiver went up her spine. Wait, I'm still... A fierce blush broke out on her cheeks as she realized that any passerby could still see her in her entirety. The young woman irrationally rushed to cover herself up out of modesty, even though the place seemed like a ghost town. Her attempt at modesty only lasted a few seconds, however, as the way her blackened arm shook as it covered her breasts made her feel like she was being molested by a particularly hyperactive demon. Even in that situation the pale girl was reminded of her demon...

Better hurry up, she decided when she had regained her composure.

Actions
((Did a bunch of monologue rather than listing specific actions up there because I wasn't sure if something could still interrupt her, if that's a problem, or something does interrupt her, I'll edit it out. Additionally, I'll list all the out of combat/non plot moving stuff that Tamonten attempts to do, barring any interruptions, for convenience.))
Tamonten tries to do the following in order listed,
1. Bandage wounds, using some of her shredded clothing if necessary.
2. Salvage her clothing, or whatever is left of it.
3. Leave the wolf corpses as they are, she figures she doesn't have the tools or the time to bury them but she won't desecrate them any further.
4. Continue her journey. ((Though I imagine I'll have to make a more detailed choice than that.))
 
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HP = 66, PP = 46, EP = 52, Status = Fine

(Perception: Success.)

As she bandages her injuries using pieces torn from her clothing, Tamonten notices something shining from within the decapitated stump of the dead wolf. It would be easy to remove if she so chose, and as she spotted it, her demonic nudged her toward it, pushing her to take whatever it was. Regardless of her decision on that, her greater injuries took only a few moments to bandage, though she'd prefer to clean them if she got the chance. What was left of her clothing couldn't be salvaged into any more than rags, which barely covered her nudity, but she supposed that it was better than nothing.

Her bandages applied, her nudity covered and possibly something taken from the body of the dead wolf, Tamonten proceeds down the road, finally entering the town of Artmirst. The first few buildings were all utterly ruined save for a single shop, which looks like it had once sold alchemical ingredients based on the sign. She might try looking deeper into the town, or perhaps skirting around the edge of Artmirst by going to her right.

(Clothing is statistically fully restored. Only now, it barely covers her nudity. :p )
 
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Tamonten looked down at her new clothing situation and frowned. She had really liked her old clothes. Plus, the the way her petite breasts and womanhood were barely covered reminded her of a certain art book she had found when "borrowing" food from a house during her wandering years. It was called Women Warriors of the World, not the most creative name but she supposed it was rarely found in such art, and it featured interesting takes on the idea of women in each nation's military. The armor in that book had looked, well, improbable for defense. Their breasts had been so large, too, she remembered with a sense of envy.

The shining thing within the wolf caused her to lose her train of thought. As she looked at it she found herself daydreaming with thoughts that weren't entirely her own. Why were there so many naked men and women in that room with her? Why was she having so much fun with that whip? Was that woman kneeling before her and sucking her... what!? That snapped Tamonten out of it just in time to notice that her blackened arm was reaching for the thing. "No," she said in the same tone that a person might use to discipline a puppy and her pale hand snapped out to grab her blackened wrist. Jeez, was the demon trying to possess her or turn her into a dominatrix? That event certainly made it obvious that it was time to move on and leave the loot behind.

Upon reaching the alchemy building a bit of hope sprung up in the possessed girl's heart. If buildings like this were still intact then there might still be important notes and other information to be found about her condition. Plus, a building that wasn't burned out or down would be a valuable shelter later on. Tamonten decided to try to sneak into the alchemy building. The woman figured that even if she found nothing of value, if she cleared it out now she'd be able to come back and rest when she needed to.

Action
Attempt to sneak through the door, or another way if the door is unusable, of the Alchemy building. If the building is empty of creatures or people then she'll search it.

If the Alchemy shop turns out to be totally deserted, looted, and uninteresting because it wasn't meant to be explored and she doesn't get attacked in the interim then she tries to cover up any evidence that the place had been searched recently and then proceeds deeper into town. :p

Thief: Can pick locks and +4 to Perception and Sneak rolls in Urban environments.

((Because what's more inconspicuous than a slightly glowing pale woman with a shaky blackened, manacled arm and a great sword sneaking around a ghost town in the equivalent of a string bikini?))
 
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HP = 66, PP = 46, EP = 52, Status = Fine

Rolls
Perception (Tamonten): Success.
Perception: (???): Failure.

Tamonten creeps toward the building, and slowly opens the door, peering inside. What she saw within wasn't heartening to say the least. The inside of the shop was covered in large webbing, as though some gigantic spider had made its home here. Several large, human-shaped and sized lumps hung in the webbing, covered fully in the sticky substance. None of them seemed to be moving, and several of them were shrunken, as though whats inside was no longer whole.

On the walls, close to the ceiling, Tamonten spotted a large black shape, about the size of an average dog, hanging form the wall. As she watched, a small part of ti twitched, extending, so that she could see a long black spider leg. It was only twitch, the creature apparently having not noticed that she'd spotted it, or perhaps having not noticed her at all yet. Looking around the alchemists shop, she spotted what she believed might be three more of the spiders, hanging from the walls.

(In terms of the system, Tamontens high Body gives her a fairly high sneaking ability.)
 
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((Yeah, I just found the mental image of somebody as horribly conspicuous as Tamonten sneaking around a ghost town particularly amusing. :p))

Giant spiders, Tamonten thought as she surveyed the scene from her position of hiding. It just had to be spiders. I couldn't have stumbled across the titanic kitten building or the over-sized chocolate cake factory. No, I had to find the giant spider building. The possessed girl's humor was a rather poor attempt to fight back the feeling of revulsion threatening to overtake her stomach. She silently cursed that it was necessary for her to search the building for supplies and made a promise to herself that she would see the thing burned to the ground afterward. There was no way she could sleep in a building that giant spiders had been in anyway, the ground outside would have been preferable to that. Tamonten could feel her demon taking amusement in her fear of spiders.

Well, it was time to make a move. She took a deep breath for courage and readied her great sword. Then, she promptly ran away from the door as noisily and as fast as she could, hoping they would mistake her as frightened -- well, more frightened than she was -- prey and give chase. Tamonten really didn't want to fight in a house filled with spiderwebs, the spiders already gave her the chills just by existing. Tactically, she would rather cede the surprise and try to bait them outside than risk getting caught in a web while dodging or swinging.

Action
Single move away from the door (to the outside if she's not already there), make a bit of noise to alert the spiders. Tamonten will try to take cover behind something like a wall or a tree in that move just in case they can spit acid or something.
If possible, take a swing at one the nearest spiders either before or after she runs away with the greatsword. Running like a coward to cover takes precedence though!

(62) to hit.
2d10+31 slashing damage.

Note: I forgot about it earlier but Tamonten has the Sadist and Masochist mutations.

Out of curiosity: can supreme might be activated on the same round you want to make the attack, like Defensive Fighting, or does it have to be activated the round before you attack to gain benefits?
 
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HP = 66, PP = 46, EP = 52, Status = Fine

(Supreme Might takes place the turn you activate it. It acts just like Defensive Fighting, basically. And that's okay, so did I. It wouldn't have mattered though, so it's okay for now.)

The possessed girl moves a foot away form the door to the building that was seemingly full of spiders, and slapped her sword against the doorway to make noise, before taking cover behind the buildings fence. She waits there for several tense moments, crouched and watching the doorway, before she begins to think that the spiders might not be coming out to play. Or, if they are, they might have some other exit that she didn't know about, and could be sneaking around behind her this very moments. Her inner demon offered no insight, other than a minor urge to go inside and attack the creatures in their lair.
 
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Moments passed and the spiders didn't come out. Not quite what Tamonten had expected. When she had run away from the door she had envisioned spiders pouring forth from the house like filling from an overstuffed pastry. Logically, she should have been thankful that the image in her mind didn't come to pass. Still though, the overall picture would only be negatively effected by this turn of events. This meant that the spiders might have been smart enough to sneak up on her or ignore her challenge and she would be at a definite disadvantage. The young warrior sighed and let the tip of her greatsword droop to the ground for a moment as her pale hand reached up to brush her milky white hair back. It was a careless move but Tamonten figured that if she didn't notice them with enough time to spare to ready herself then she was already in for a world of pain.

The possessed girl quickly ran through the situation in her mind. What did Daddy always say? She tried to remember. You're too rash and careless, the memory of her father's voice echoed through her mind as she recalled. He did say that... but that's not much use to me right now. Tamonten moved her pale hand to her chin as she tried to recall the specific phrase. Know your opponent, know yourself, that's how battles are won. Tamonten contemplated the old advice that her father had passed her. Know my opponent... Her opponents were spiders, right? They're just different because they're the size of dogs, she shuddered as she recalled that fact and returned her pale hand to her greatsword with a renewed sense of caution. Spiders generally wait in their webs until prey, like flies, fall into their trap. Wait, not all spiders do that, some actively hunt their prey...

The possessed girl sighed again, that wasn't getting her anywhere. She looked at the door, I can count at least five reasons not to do this, she considered as she disregarded all five and took a few more breaths for courage. The swordswoman strode back to the door, a small voice in the back of her mind repeating her litany as she did so. She took one last deep breath and kicked at the door with all her might, shouting "I! AM!! NOT!!! A!!!! FLY!!!!!"

Action
Tamonten moves back to the door and tries to kick the thing in. (Secretly hoping that the Spiders have gone out to lunch, preferably a lunch that isn't her.)
If spiders are in range (or she can still move to reach them) after she does so, she'll use Supreme Might to swing at the biggest and ugliest option that she can swing at with her greatsword.

Taking 10 from hit in order to boost damage by 20.
62-10 = 52 to hit.
2d10+51 (31+20) slashing damage.

Tamonten has: 25 Speed, 41 Dodge, 25 Resistance.
 
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HP = 66, PP = 46, EP = 52, Status = Fine

Rolls
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 10 + 9 + 51 - 4 = 66 damage. Splat.
Perception: Success.
Attack: Hit.
Tamonten has been webbed once, taking a -8 to all rolls until she takes a round to remove all of the webs.
Attack: Miss.
Attack: Miss.

The door opens with a loud crash, her kick knocking it off one of its hinges and banging it loudly against the wall. The spiders that she'd seen before were all still where they'd been when last she looked into the room, and now they were moving. The one she'd spotted first before was now down on the ground, while she couldn't spot the other three. It emitted a clicking noise as its mandibles twitched about and rubbed against each other, and so Tamonten rushed for that one first. Her sword scraped against the ceiling as it came down on the creatures black carapace, literally splitting the over-sized arachnid in half. Then, she looked about for the rest of the creatures she knew to be in the room, finding them just as each of them sprayed some thick white gunk at her. She managed to avoid most of it, but some of it connected with her, sticking to her right arm around her arm pit. It didn't completely cripple her, but it did limit the way she could move her arm, and if she got too much on her, she wouldn't be able to move very well. She could probably pull it off of her if she took a moment, but with the three spiders preparing to spray more of their vile gunk at her, she might be better served in trying to kill the rest of them. The other spiders were all hanging on the walls, one above the door and two on opposite walls to her left and right. Each of them was about fifteen feet from where she stood in roughly the center of the room.
 
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Tamonten couldn't fully suppress a grin from the success of her initial attack. It was a good cut, the girl felt that her father would have been proud. There was a definite feeling of pleasure present too. The warrior was slightly confused, it felt like it had emanated from her arm and shot throughout her body. She didn't have much time to wonder, however, as webbing struck her pale arm. The possessed girl rotated her shoulder to test her mobility, she could still fight well enough. The sticky stuff made it harder for her to keep her possessed arm from shaking her great sword though, Tamonten noted.

Another spider would have to die quickly to swing things suitably into her favor, she quickly decided. The woman spun to face the spider who had hit her with the webbing and charged at it, swinging at it with all the force and momentum she could muster.

Action
Move to and Supreme Might Great Sword attack the Spider who successfully webbed Tamonten. (That's for shooting sticky white fluid at a lady without even so much as a hello first. >.>)
Shifting 10 from hit to add 20 to damage.
Accounting for Web penalty as well:
62-10-8=44 to hit.
2d10+43 (31+20-8)

Tamonten has: 17 Speed, 33 Dodge, 25 Resistance, Sadist, Masochist.
Not sure if Web adds penalties to Speed and Dodge too but it kind of seems like it would. If it doesn't then +8 to Dodge and Speed.

Edit: I'm totally retconning my character's history and playing it as though the Masochistic and Sadistic thing only started when her demon's influence grew as a result of making it into Artmirst proper.. >.>
 
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HP = 66, PP = 41/46, EP = 52, Status = Fine

(I edited in the damage from sadist. Hopefully I won't forget it again, though I doubt that. And webs technically only says rolls, but I agree that they subtract from Speed and Dodge as well.)

Rolls
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 2 + 7 + 43 - 4 = 48 damage. Still splat.
Sadist: 2 + 1 = 3 PP.
Attack (S2): Hit.
Tamonten has been webbed once, taking a -16 to all rolls until she takes a round to remove all of the webs.
Attack(S3): Hit.
Tamonten has been webbed once, taking a -24 to all rolls until she takes a round to remove all of the webs.

Tamonten rushed over to the spider above the door, which is the one that had hit her with its webbing, and with a clunk her blade cut it in half and embedded itself into the wall where it had been hanging. Its two halves fell next to her, but it took her a moment to yank it free of the wood, which allowed the other two spiders to hit her with more of the vile, sticky gunk. With wet splashes, globs of it hit her form both directions, one on her left arm, and the other on her right leg. Both gave her the same problems as the first, and now she'd have trouble moving her sword to swing at the creatures properly, and what's more, she could barely move her legs to get to them to try. Unless she pulled the gunk off quickly, she'd be vulnerable to being webbed up entirely, and left helpless at the demonic spiders mercy.
 
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(No worries if it's forgotten! It's not like Tamonten has such low endurance that she'd get stunned in one round! Hopefully!)

Again, a volt of pleasure ran through Tamonten's body on the killing blow. The feeling was intense enough that she became aware of her stiffening nipples rubbing against their skimpy cloth covering. The possessed girl forced herself not to let the mixture of confusion and pleasure cloud her mind as she ripped her great sword from the wall. She couldn't manage to retrieve her great sword in time to successfully dodge the next salvo of webbing and as a result ended up nearly unable to move.

Tamonten took stock of her situation, since she couldn't move at the moment anyway. Things were looking up but at the rate the spiders were webbing her she'd be at the creature's mercy within seconds. The girl decided to try tearing at the webbing keeping her restricted, hoping that she could get enough of it off to finish the battle up.

Action
Remove Webbing
Tamonten has (with web penalties):1 Speed, 17 Dodge, 25 Resistance, Sadist, Masochist
Tamonten has (without web penalties): 25 Speed, 41 Dodge, 25 Resistance, Sadist, Masochist
 
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HP = 49/66, PP = 32/46, EP = 52, Status = Fine

Rolls
Tamonten removes the webbing. Its penalties will end at the end of this turn.
Attack (S2): Hit.
Damage: 1 + 8 - 1 = 8 damage. Armor at 21/25 TP.
Resistance: Tamonten wins.
Attack (S3): Hit.
Damage: 2 + 8 - 1 = 9 damage. Armor at 16/25 TP.
Resistance: Tamonten wins.
Masochist: 3 + 4 + 2 = 9 PP.

Tamonten began tearing off the chunks of webbing, starting with the ones holding her arms in place. Unfortunately, the spiders take that opportunity to come down from the walls while she's distracted. Before she knows it, both of the dog sized spiders sink three inch fangs into the possessed girls legs, one spider on each. The bites are agonizingly painful, but at the same time, the strange thrill, so different from the one that she normally got during battle, seemed to strengthen from the pain. What's more, she can feel something burning through her veins, originating from the bites, which slowly began to numb her legs as it spread upwards. Finally tearing the sticky gunk form her leg, Tamonten kicked the creatures away from her limbs, the miriad of sensations receding as their fangs withdrew from her body.
 
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The poor girl was almost overwhelmed by all conflicting sensations as she kicked at the spiders. She had always taken an interest, even an active enjoyment in the idea of putting her sword skills to work. Fighting had never been so literally pleasurable though, let alone the pain. The movement of the air against her body made the exposed parts of her flesh yearn for touch. Her petite breasts and stiff nipples demanded attention and release from their cloth confines. The haze of pleasure was so foreign to the swordswoman that it almost overpowered her. Then there was the receding numbness in her legs. How easy it would be to just fall forward onto all fours now, she thought, the idea of tearing away her skimpy garments and masturbating like a slut without any further concern for what the spiders intended to do to her seemed so appealing.

Wait, she managed to think through the fog of lust. That last thought had seemed so foreign. The possessed girl had communicated with her demon before but the voice that had suggested she give in wasn't the same voice, it was her voice. Yet, with quick reflection, it very clearly wasn't her thought. Had the demon really gained so much power since she had come to the accursed town? She shook her head, causing strands of her milky white hair to flop about haphazardly, trying to shake the thoughts from her head. The woman swallowed hard and tried to force her attention back to the task at hand. Tamonten brought her greatsword as far above her head as she could manage without toppling due to the still present numbness in her leg and swung it downwards at one of the spiders.

Just two more, I can do this. She still couldn't help but consider the dampening between her thighs.

Action
Supreme Might attack another Spider.
Taking 10 from hit to add 20 to damage.
62-10 = 52 to hit.
31+20 = 2d10+51 slashing damage.

(It's like there's a pattern in these attacks! >.>)

Tamonten has: 25 Speed, 41 Dodge, 25 Resistance, 1 Armor (Cloth) Sadist, Masochist
 
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HP = 40/66, PP = 27/46, EP = 52, Status = Paralyzed

Rolls
Attack (Tamonten): Hit.
Damage: 10 + 5 + 51 - 4 = 62 damage. Splat.
Attack (S2): Hit.
Damage: 2 + 8 - 1 = 9 damage. Armor at 11/25 TP.
Resistance: Enemy wins.
Tamonten has been paralyzed.
Paralyzed: The character is unable to take any action during their turn unless they succeed at a Resistance vs 30 check.
Masochist: 1 + 1 = 2 PP.
Sadist: 2 + 1 = 3 PP.

Tamontens sword descends down and bisects another spider, leaving only one of the creatures left. Unfortunately, while she was distracted by the thrill she got from striking down another spider, she felt those fangs sink into her flesh once more, this time just below her left knee. Pain and pleasure mixed as they lanced through her, and along with that her entire body suddenly became almost entirely numb. Tamonten now had to fight against her body to force her limbs to move as the spiders venom took hold, every motion requiring a force of will, and the added weakness only made the temptation of sinking to her knees in surrender all the more powerful. She wasn't beaten yet, however, and with only one spider left, if she could only hold out a little bit longer, she'd be victorious!
 
Re: Tamonten (Hafnium)

Tamonten was getting so involved in the pleasure that she let out a soft moan when she bisected the spider, a moan that became more audible as the last spider sunk it's fangs into her. Quickly becoming overwhelmed by the feeling, the warrior delayed in getting the thing to remove it's fangs from her. The woman's face flushed and her throat was quickly becoming dry. Her ailments didn't seem to be from the poison that was beginning to circulate through her leg, either.

She tried to turn and kick at the spider with her heel but it was quickly out of her range and all the maneuver managed to do was cause her to lose her balance and fall on one knee. Her body, her mind, the demon, the poison, everything was conflicting with her common sense. Some last vestige of sanity in her mind knew that she should be revolted by the spider. Tamonten was still revolted by the spider. For some reason, however, the thing that revolted her the most about it then was that it didn't appeal to her as a means of release. Not only that, it had done something to numb her, what if I can't feel the exquisite pleasure from finishing it? The demon's intrusions on her thoughts and her own, genuine thoughts were becoming harder and harder to distinguish between.

She swung sideways at the spider in frustration, not even bothering to get up. Her pale arm was no longer able to counteract the inaccuracy caused by the shaking of her black arm, because it was shaking now, as well, but she made up for that in sheer brute strength. The force and shakiness in her swing caused her arm to brush across her bare breasts, leaving her aware that her hard nipples were currently exposed to the world, or at least the room. Sometime in between killing the other spider and swinging at her last target the ties that had kept her torn clothes together had come undone and exposed her. That only struck her as convenient in her current state of mind.

I just have to kill that spider and then... some part of Tamonten's mind reeled against the idea. She needed release, though, and for some reason it seemed perfectly logical that she only had to slay the spider before she could provide it to herself.

Action
Supreme Might attack the last Spider
Taking 20 from hit to put 40 into damage. (It may be horrible overkill but she's overwhelmed by thoughts and images and that spider is clearly the only thing keeping her from carrying them out! >.>)
62-20= 42 to hit
31+40= 2d10+71 slashing damage.

Unless she fails her resistance check, in which case I suppose she tries to swing and only manages to fall forward onto her face. >.>

Tamonten has: 25 Speed, 41 Dodge, 25 Resistance, 1 Armor (Cloth), Sadist, Masochist
 
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