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NorthernCross (Winter Hume)


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Winter - 9 vs 12 Stt, miss
Stt - 16 vs 7 W, hits and grapples


When Winter stabbed her spear at the tentacles coming at her, she would see them nimbly curling around and jerking out of the way just in time to dodge her attacks. The same couldn't be said for Winter though on the evading, as when the tentacles got a little closer after a couple of stabs from her, they swiftly and easily slipped through Winter's defenses and a single tentacle slapped her across her breasts leaving a warm tingly sensation in her chest after the blow.

After the blow to her chest, the tentacles from the small tree would begin coiling around her limbs a little to try and entangle her so she couldn't fight them as two went to her ankles and wrapped around them. Two more she would see were inching closer and it looked like they were going after her arms to entangle her further. If Winter looked down at her ankles where she was being held, she'd see the bottoms of her pants legs beginning to dissolve from the slime the tentacles seemed to be emitting, and on her chest she'd notice a small hole forming there as well from where the slime touched her clothing when she was hit.

Winter - FP: 4/5, AP: 1/10, Grappled -2 to attack
Small tentacle tree - FP: 5/5
 
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Winter felt a growl well up from the blow to her chest. She could tell that this tree was having a effect similar to what that succubus from earlier had done. A deep sense of annoyance filled her as she realized just how nimble these tentacles were as they danced around her blows.

This annoyance was even further deepened as that same nimbleness allowed them to grab a hold of her legs. As she tried to kick off the tentacles off her ankles she noticed that the slime dripping from the long appendages were starting to eat through her clothes.

Regardless of whether or not she successfully kicked off the tentacles grabbing her legs she took a swipe at the tentacles trying to grab her arms.
 
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Winter - 11 vs 16 Stt, doesn't break free
Stt - crit 17 vs 2, hits for 2 FP dmg and 2 AP, Winter also takes 1 AP dmg extra for being held by the tentacles.
Winter - 6 - 10 Stt, miss
Stt - 4 - 12 W, miss, Winter doesn't take AP dmg from the tentacles this time around


Winter's struggles turned out to be in vain as she thrashed around in the tentacles iron grip, as they tightened themselves around her ankles even tighter. When she couldn't get free of the tentacles, Winter would see one of them flash out and then wrap around her waist whilst another one came out and began lightly rubbing between her legs against her flower, likely causing a few soft moans from the tall girl. Winter would also feel herself getting even warmer now from the slime these tentacles were emitting as well as a good deal weaker as they started worming their way into her clothing where they hadn't already dissolved them, which was nearly a third of all her clothing now. Several smaller tentacles were tickling her sensitive areas like her feet and belly to try and pacify her and make her give in.

Winter's arms were still free though, giving her the ability to keep fighting for now, her spear thrusts missed the small targets however, but thankfully the tentacles missed her as well this time around as they had to evade her spear, which kept them at bay.

Winter was getting more tightly bound by the tentacles and if she didn't hurry up and break free soon, she'd be in a world of trouble.


Winter - FP: 2/5, AP: 4/10, Grappled and lightly bound -3 to attack
Small tentacle tree - FP: 5/5
 
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Winter's breath came in short pants as her attempt to tear her away out of the tentacles came to naught. She could feel the tendrils working their way up her body; dissolving her clothing into rags as they went. She bit back a moan as she could feel one of the tentacles rubbing itself against her crotch and she could feel her juices soak what was left of her trousers.

She wasn't distracted enough to not notice the additional set of tentacles try to capture her arms. Her wild flails with her spear didn't find any purchase but they seemed to dissuade her attacker for now. But she knew she needed to break free now or she likely wasn't going to be breaking free anytime soon.

Winter grit her teeth as she struggled against her captor once more in a desperate attempt to break free.
 
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Winter escape attempt - 16 vs 15 Stt, breaks free
Stt attack - 20 vs 11 W, hits for 1 and 1 AP
Winter attack - 2 vs 7 Stt, misses
Stt grapple attempt - 20 vs 20(+1 = 21), misses
Winter attack - 12 vs 3, hits for 1
Stt attack - 14 vs 13(+1 = 14), miss


Winter's struggles finally proved to be enough to break free, barely. The tentacles own slime seemed to have been the cause as they slipped loose from Winter's limbs as she broke free from their grasp.

Once free of their grasp, the tentacles retaliated by slamming into Winter's stomach, where she felt the slime eroding her resistance even more so than it had. After the hit, Winter could feel herself getting quite exhausted, nearly unable to stand likely from the fight.

Winter stabbed her spear at the tentacles to try and force them back, hoping to hit a few in the process, but failed to hurt any of them though. The tentacles however weren't able to hit Winter either, her spear barely batting them aside as they tried to grab her again.

The tentacles inched their way closer and closer past Winter's defenses before she suddenly managed to stab one of them, causing the rest to back off as they flailed at her for a last attack for a miss before backing off to rethink their strategy.

Winter - FP: 1/5, AP: 5/10
Small tentacle tree: 4/5
 
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Winter could feel herself trembling as the scent of her arousal wafted out of what was left of her clothing. Her hard nipples tingled every time they brushed the fabric of her garments and her loins were smoldering with a wet heat. Her breath came in short gasps, half from her arousal and half from the sheer exhaustion she was feeling. Hidden beneath the layers of lust her limbs burned from the desperate struggle against the tentacled tree. She knew she couldn't take much more of this and her eyes darted about for an escape route.

She knew that the path she had come from had roots connected with the monstrosity before her so she didn't like the idea of returning down that path. That left only one path. She feinted an attack on the tentacles before rushing past the tree and toward the northern door.

Currently pressing both shoulder buttons at the same time.
 
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Winter - 14 vs 13 Stt, escaped


Winter stood there trembling and panting, her body burning with arousal, her nipples very stiff, and her juices beginning to run down her thighs. She knew she couldn't win this fight and decided to flee before her exhaustion got any worse and she couldn't fight back at all.

Winter's fake out against the tentacles seemed to have fooled them just long enough for her to make a run for it. Though they were right on her heels as she ran, Winter was able to make a swift getaway right through the northern doorway the tentacles could grab her.

Winter ran down the hallway until she came upon another room and quickly ran through the door and shut it behind her. When she looked around the room she'd see two paths leading east and west respectively. Also in the room Winter would see a few of the smaller plants with their root systems leading towards the corridor she just fled through, though these little plants couldn't do anything to her in the least from their size.

Really this room was just to give Winter a chance to rest, because the roll for an encounter came up just under what was needed for one to occur.
 
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Winter's gasps came short and fast as she leaned against the door she'd just slammed closed. That was just too damned close for her comfort. She briefly looked at the smaller plants with a small sense of anxiety before realizing that they weren't attacking. She slowly slid down to the ground as her legs gave up the fight and she just remained sitting there for a moment.

She bit her lip slightly before she found her own hands moving toward her own flesh. Whatever that monster had inflicted her with hadn't fully left her system yet.

“Just... just gotta take the edge off...” Winter moaned as her right hand caressed her breast while it's mate began stroking her soaking womanhood. Rolling her nipple between her finger she thought that they couldn't possibly grow harder and a slight pinch caused a groan to issue from her lips.

Slowly becoming dissatisfied with merely stroking herself she found herself slipping first one and then two fingers into her hot crevice. First slowly moving, then faster and faster her fingers filled her aching hole until between the drug still in her system and her own efforts she couldn't withstand it any further. She found a loud cry leave her throat as she reached her crescendo and the feeling of pleasure washed over her like a tide.

After a slow descent from her orgasm, she stopped to consider what to do next. Her clothes, while damaged, were still serviceable and she suspected there would be more creatures like that. She would have to make her clothes last as long as possible so she would have to try to maker her current set last.

After a rest to recover her strength and she decided to head to head east.
 
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Winter decided she couldn't stand it any longer and so began masturbating. Once she was done playing with herself, Winter got back to her feet and got what was left of all of her gear ready to leave.

She headed eastward and after a minute or two of walking came to another doorway. Upon opening it, Winter saw nothing of any real value inside the room, save a couple of things sitting on the floor. The first was a potion containing a strange greenish liquid in it, while the second item was rolled up scroll. There was also another path leading south as well.
 
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“A random potion and scroll in the middle of a dungeon...” Winter appraised the two items carefully before picking them up. She carefully swished the liquid inside the potion and watched as it settled down. “I suppose that there's only one way to find out what this does...”

Winter pops the cork on the potion and imbibes the potion.
 
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When Winter sloshes the potion around a little it fizzed a little bit, but settled back down within a few seconds. After deciding to do so, she drank it down, the taste was faintly similar to that of apple pie. When she finished drinking it down, Winter could somehow sense the presence of two beings other than herself on the floor of the dungeon she was on. One was the tree she knew back behind her now, while the other one was up ahead, though she couldn't tell what it was, she could tell that it was around equal in strength to herself.

She still had the scroll as well, which she could hold onto or put into her pack for now and save it for later and move on to the south.

Potion of monster detection identified, from now on you'll know them when you see them. They let you know how many monsters there are on the current dungeon floor you're on and around how strong they are.
 
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“Mm... apple pie.” Winter chirped after downing the potion. She paused and she could feel a tingly feeling spread throughout her belly as the potion began doing whatever it was intended to do. She could feel a strange sensation at the back of her head that began to focus on two points.

“And this means...?” Winter pondered for a moment. She could feel something coming from the path she'd just come from as well as from something up ahead. “Is it that... tentacle tree? Is there something up ahead too?”

She paused to consider what to do next when she remembered the scroll. She could feel her sense of curiosity take over her as it toyed with the edge of the rolled up scroll.

“What's the worst that could happen?” Winter asked herself as she unrolled the scroll.
 
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After the potion's effects wore off and she could no longer sense the presence of any living beings anymore, Winter decided to read the scroll she'd found as well. When she unrolled the scroll she saw words written on it in an ancient language that she could somehow read, but couldn't understand at all.

She repeated the words on the parchment and after she was through, her spear suddenly began to glow red. Other than that however nothing else happened, yet the glow remained on her spear. Winter could tell that whatever the scroll had done was good for her, but didn't know exactly what it was as yet.

Now that the scroll was used, Winter could continue onward and see what awaited her in the next room if she wished.

Identified a scroll of confuse monster, the next enemy you hit is confused for 1d4 turns and takes -2 to attack each turn it is confused. After hitting an enemy once, this scroll's power is used up and you must get another scroll.
 
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“...cool!” Winter stated as she watched her spear turn red. She gave it a few experimental swipes and added in her own light saber sound effects when needed. Mimicking a deep voice broken up by deep breaths she continued, “Luke, I am your land lord...”

She had to fight a small giggle fit as she felt her spirits lift after her previous harsh encounter. After taking a moment to calm herself down, she looked toward the south path where she'd sensed something new.

She proceeded down the southern path cautiously looking for the thing she'd sensed.
 
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After Winter had a little fun with what had happened with her spear, she moved on down the southern path. When she got to the end of the corridor she would find the door shut, but not locked. After opening the door, Winter would see the room was quite well lit, and sitting in the center of the room was a small pedestal that had another potion on it.

Around the pedestal though she would see a sort of moat, which was about five feet across and filled with a strange substance that had a light blueish hue to it. The potion she could see had a different colored liquid in it than the last potion she'd found. The area around the pedestal was quite small, only around three feet in diameter and wouldn't be easy to land on without falling.

While Winter would debate her move, she would notice the blueish substance in the pit surrounding the pedestal shimmer as if it was alive.
 
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Winter slowly moved down the hallway with her spear at the ready. If her gut instinct was right about that potion, then an unknown entity awaited her at the end of the corridor. As she reached the door, she slowly opened it to peek at what was inside before fully revealing herself. She found no obvious foe to her relief but she cautiously entered the room anyway.

“Another random potion? At least they put some effort into protecting it this time...” Winter gazed at the potion and then to the shimmering liquid surrounding it. “And... that's not water, is it?”

Winter cautiously approached the moat before crouching at it's edge. Staring into it's blue depths, she gently stroked it's surface.
 
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As Winter idly ran her fingers across the surface of the liquid in the pit, she'd notice that it felt a lot like slime, and she'd also notice it shimmer and ripple like a pebble being dropped into a lake for a moment, then suddenly the liquid would slosh around a little bit until Winter saw a small bit of it rise about the surface and form into the shape of a human girls head.

"Um... hello. W-Who are you?" the girls head said to Winter in a very timid sounding voice, Winter would then see the slime continue to form even more so until it was from the waist up the shape of a cute young woman. The slime in the pit or pool looked up at Winter, looking a little scared it seemed, or maybe worried, it was hard to tell.
 
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Winter smiled a little bit as her fingers dance across the the surface of the slime. While it was slimy she had to admit it felt kinda nice. She was in the process of considering taking a dip when a sudden movement caught her eye and she found herself face to face with a face.

“Hello. I'm Winter.” She began, as she watched the slime girl rise out of the moat. “What's your name?”

Winter tried to keep her posture relaxed to prevent her from potentially startling or provoking the slime girl in front of her.
 
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"W-Winter? Like t-the season? You can c-call me S-Sylph," the slime replied to Winter with a stutter.

"W-What are you d-doing here miss Winter?" Sylph asked, her form coming up out of the pool of slime ringing around the pedestal to sit on the edge of the small area of floor the pedestal sat on, taking a timid demeanor as she spoke. Sylph didn't make any hostile moves however, likely making Winter think that she wasn't much of a fighter or anything.
 
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“It's a pleasure to meet you, Slyph.” Winter gave a warm smile. This Slime Girl was so cute she couldn't stand it. “I'm attempting to reach the bottom of this dungeon in order to meet it's Mistress. Although, if you mean what I'm doing in this room... I was looking for something to help me. Although I think I found something more interesting than a mere potion.”
 
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