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B2

B2

Gil knew he'd only get one clean shot at the demon so he had to make it count. Crouching to a low profile, he tucked the trailing skirt of his armor into what folds he could of his legs to quiet his movements. Normally his armor might clank and give him away, but this was a trick he'd discovered by sheer conincidence one lazy afternoon. He darted from tree to brush, lugging the heavy rifle with him while the Gremlock battered the ground with his fists. He could only surmise the demon was making a spot to rest and digest its prey, presenting the perfect opportunity to strike.

Gil approached as close as he dared, ranging roughtly one hundred fifty feet from his target. The Gremlock was so languid from stuffing itself it never even heard him in the brush nor as he raised the barrel of the Demeter rifle. The firearm's weight was difficult to handle even for a man of Gil's strength. How had Vivian fired it so easily? She must have been stronger than she looked or utizilized some mechanism of the rifle he wasn't aware of. Regardless, Gil steadied his breathing, brought the rifle to bear with no small amount of effort, aimed down the sight at center mass, and squeezed the trigger.

The rifle's butt slammed into Gil's shoulder and threw him off balance, the recoil nearly blasting the gun out of his hands. But his aim proved true as the .700 caliber round slammed into his target's back at the right of its weight, splattering purple ichor across the trees and meadow. The Gremlock howled in pain and looked down to see a large hole now leaking blood from both sides. "Holy shit. Now that's one hell of a punch." Gil had been uncertain of the rifle before, but now he stood as a true believer, on his feet and ready to bear the brunt of the demon's wrath.

The wound left by the shot had claimed half the Gremlock's life already and left it too injured to flee. Now it had to stand and fight for its life, beginning the next part of the battle by whipping a dust cloud. With his vision obscured, Gil couldn't find a clear shot and was now dealing with a half dead, cornered demon....

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"I've got to find it. I'm sorry, but it could help us get out of here." Vivian apologized before releasing Natasha and setting her back into the acid. She made sure to at least place her head above the pool. "What's she up to?" Elvira questions, still struggling to hold the curvy Aranea up. "My Del Luna Royal. My revolver. It could easily fuck this thing up from with." Vivian shot back to the Elvira before diving into the stomach acid, skin tingling from the increased exposure.

"If there's even a small chance she's right, we have to try. Put me down, I'll help in the search." Aranea knew how great the risk was, but she was tired of the others risking themselves for her sake. "As you wish." Morticia didn't object and the look in her eye told them all everything they needed to know. The four witches would join in searching the stomach as well.

"I'll hold this one up then as well." Kim waded to Natasha before slinging the elven woman over her shoulder and then carefully propping the unconscious redhead onto her other shoulder. Their combined weight almost made her knees buckle, but she could lean against the stomach wall for support. "Just try to hurry, yea?" She chuckled and selflessly held both women on her shoulders. The toned agent was put to the test for the moment, watching with eager eyes to see if the search proved fruitful. Kim could feel the elven women on her shoulder begin to stir and thought she heard her whisper, "Queen Alea and Queen Marika...they're meeting with Hemlock....trouble..." She didn't know what to make of her words but didn't have the luxury of worrying about them now.

Yet what felt like several minutes of searching yielded no tangible results, only soaking everyone further in stomach acid. "It's no use. I can't find anything in this burning muck." Rosette moaned and had to steady to herself to prevent from falling into the digestive acids. "FUCK! This can't be where it all ends." Vivian refused to give up, but the current search had turned up nothing. Should she ask everyone to continue risking their own health or put all their faith in the stranger she had seen?

Gilgamesh 'Gil' Volf
Health: 125%
Mana: 90%
Stamina: 60% (When above 75% will get a +2 bonus to dice rolls and +1 when above 50%; Rolls will have -5 Penalty if Stamina drops to 0%)

Souls Absorbed: 1,500

Equipment: 500 gilex, Longsword, Shortsword, Arrows: 30, Firebombs: 7, Expanded arsenal of weapons in pouch including bow and a claymore, Lucky Coin, Demeter Rifle: (2/0)
Souls: Hannya, Dahlia

Stats: Strength: 30, +6 to strength rolls
Dexterity: 25, +5 to Dexterity rolls
Arcane (Determines power and success of Gil's magical abilities): 20, +4 to Arcane rolls

Character(s) in peril:
Elvira: 38% Health (-14% Health next update, Health loss will increase by 2% each update she remains in the stomach)
Morticia: 38% Health (-14% Health next update, Health loss will increase by 2% each update she remains in the stomach)


Rosette: 63% Health (-14% Health next update, Health loss will increase by 2% each update she remains in the stomach)


Aranea: 55% Health (-45% Health next update unless helped again, Health loss will increase by 15% each update she remains in the stomach)


Kim Possible: 48% Health  (-14% Health next update, Health loss will increase by 2% each update she remains in the stomach; Losing 20% additional health due to holding up both Natalia and Elven Woman)


Natalia Romanov: 50% Health, face down in stomach acid (-25% Health next update unless helped again, Health loss will increase by 10% each update she remains in the stomach in her current condition)


Vivian Bellaluna: 63% Health (-12% Health next update, Health loss will increase by 2% each update she remains in the stomach)


Unknown Elven Woman: 20% Health (-20% health next update unless helped again, will be digested unless helped)


Gremlock Health: 50%, -5% Health next update due to bleeding

Approval: Elvira: 35%; Acquaintance
Morticia: 30%; Acquaintance
Rosette: 55%; Infatuated with Gil
Aranea: 25%; Acquaintance
Kim Possible: 25%; Acquaintance
Natasha: ???
Vivian Bellaluna: 20%; Acquaintance

First, how will Gil battle the Gremlock at this next stage?

A) Rush into the dirt cloud and engage the Gremlock in melee, Gil will dual wield his shortsword and longsword to combat it (-20% Stamina; Strength roll and will roll d20; Difficulty Check: 11; Success will inflict 25% damage to the Gremlock; Failure will inflict 10% while Gil takes 15% damage)

B) Try to find a shot with his bow, he'll wait for the Gremlock to make a move then unleash a volley of arrows (-10% Stamina and -7 arrows; Dexterity roll and will roll d20; Difficulty Check: 15; Success will inflict 35% damage to the Gremlock; Failure will still inflict 10% damage)

C) Try to find a shot with the Demeter, his foe will be exceptionally wary of the weapon though and Gil only has two shots left (-20% Stamina and -1 Demeter ammo; Dexterity roll and will roll d20; Difficulty Check: 20; Success will inflict 50% damage to the Gremlock; Failure will miss)

Next, what will the women digesting do?

1) Hold up Aranea and the others again, they can spread out the responsibility to spare Kim the full brunt of it and help Aranea (Everyone will hold the other women up again; Elvira, Moriticia, Rosette, Kim, and Vivian will lose an additional 10% Health)

2) Search one more time for Vivian's revolver, they have to find it to help themselves but they could just end up hurting themselves again (D20 roll: Difficulty Check: 13; Success will find the revolver and allow them to fire it, inflicting 20% damage to the demon; Failure will find nothing and everyone but Natasha and the Unknown Elven Woman will lose an additional 5% health; Kim will lose an additional -20% health due to holding the other women up)

3) Attack the Gremlock's stomach from within, they're getting desperate and need to make something happen (D20 roll: Difficulty Check: 8; Success will inflict 10% damage to the Gremlock; Failure will do nothing; Everyone besides Kim will lose an additional -15% health regardless; Kim will lose an additional -20% Health due to holding the other women up)

4) Do nothing, they'll stand by and allow Gill to try and free them to conserve their own health (Health loss will proceed as stated; Kim will lose an additional -20% Health for one more update due to holding the other women up)

Hmmm…. B3

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yup B3! Save'em!!

Somewhere close to Gil and the Gremlock's battle, a shortstack of a goblin bounded through the woods. Naja Juggzboink was a beautiful specimen of a goblin with a curvy body, large blue eyes, and plush lips. She shared the pointed ears of elves though hers were much longer and even considered floppy due to her being a goblin. She wore two small golden hoop earrings on her left ear and a larger one closer to her head. A single golden earring dangled off her right ear. Bright red head hair bounced off her head with bangs held behind large round glasses. Two strands of red hair fluttered on either side of her head.

Her outfit consisted of a hodge podge one piece unitard that hung precariously off her massive bust. Despite being less than five feet tall, Naja was absolutely stacked with curves. Her wide hips and thick thighs strained the bottom of her suit while frayed stockings clung to her thick legs. A long tail trailed behind her, pointed with a patch of red hair at the end. Fingerless gloves rested on her hands though they weren't made that way. She had sharp red claws that matched those on her feet and enabled her to climb to unexplored venues. Straps of leather were tied around her feet to protect her soles, creating an odd sight for anyone unfamiliar with the curvy grenadier.



"That bitch hunter got what she deserved." Naja spat as she recalled her encounter with Vivian Bellaluna only an hour prior. Naja was out experimenting with the unstable arcane energy in the valley, evaluating its use in creating wonderful new boomies and flashies in the days to come. Bending over the ground with tail in the air, chest hanging out, and sampling the energy was an exhausting but rewarding task she'd devoted several days to already

But then the fat demon hunter sauntered up to the poor goblin out of the tree, demanding she help her locate a dangerous demon. Why in the world would the goblin grenadier do something like that?! Naja had oh so politely declined, but Vivian kept pushing the issue. She even bent down and shoved her finger into Naja's face. So rude! So she gave the only reasonable response she could. She set off a handful of flash powder into the fat hunter's face, stole her fancy sword, nabbed her extra ammo, and raced off deeper into the forest.

Naja cackled with glee at how easily she'd duped Vivian and gotten away. The only problem was she hadn't paid attention to the direction she ran in. Now she was separated from her Boom Carrier in hostile territory. Even worse, she'd been attacked by a hungry lizard and had lost prized Boomie Pack. Now all she had was a silver rapier that was impractical for her to use and oversized ammo with no gun. "I may have slipped up this time." The voluptuous shortstack thought aloud but kept running, Vivian's sword and ammo bandolier trailing behind her.

She'd evaded several predatory plants and the aforementioned hungry lizard, but the most tenancious predator was still after her. She'd never seen such a creature, it must have mutated from the abundant arcane energies in the valley. What the creature was originally was impossible to tell, but what it had become was obvious. It possessed the body of a frog lined with hard scales and leathery wings like those of a dragon. It had become a Frogon.

The reptile? Amphibian? Amphibious reptile? The predator soared through the air above the trees in hot pursuit, waiting for Naja to slip up and reveal herself. What Naja couldn't see from the ground was the indention of a poor soul already devoured by the Frogon. The identity of said poor soul just happened to be her younger, taller but similarly stacked sister, Nyni Juggzboink.

She'd been searching for her sister in the valley to see about collaborating on a new explosive after inspiration had struck, but she ran afoul fo the Frogon and lost all of her equipment. Now the gorgeous, voluptuous goblin was fighting for her life inside the predator's stomach. "Just wait until I find Naja! We'll-" She cried out before being sucked back into the Frogon's stomach, audible grumbling noises following the sounds of the shouting goblin.

"Can't stop. Gotta keep running." Naja told herself as fatigue began to set in. She was in great shape, but running so far on such short legs was beginning to take its toll. Naja's pace slowed at the same time she passed an opening in the canopy above, presenting the perfect opportunity for the Frogon. Its sticky tongue lashed out from the skies, aimed at swishing tail of the goblin. "Nononono!" Naja chanted in an almost manic tone as she felt the adhesive organ collide with her tail. It forced her to drop Vivian's rapier and banodlier as she was rocketed into the sky.

"Not cool!" Naja's shrill voice echoed throughout the forest as the Frogon gulped her down in one bite. Her shortstack body easily fit into its cavernous maw, but its tongue whipped her straight down its throat before she could even get a look at the interior. "Mmmmph!" She mumbled on her way down, never stopping until she plopped into a cramped stomach with a familiar face. The curvy goblin almost lost her glasses before adjusting them to see who lay before her.

"Nyni?! Why are you here?!?" Naja questioned once she saw the unmistakable visage of her sister cramped in the same digestive chamber. "I was lookin' for you, shortie. But then this stupid thing ate me. I dropped all my boombas too." Nyni whimpered, pressing against the roof of the stomach while her longer, luscious legs stuck out in front of her. Despite supposedly being adopted into the Juggzboink clan, Nyni bore a striking resemblance to Naja with her pretty facial features and long ears. Though her hair was a bright pink compared to her sister's. Nynia was noticably taller as well by five inches, a fact she loved to rub in the face of the older siblin. She wore a ratty unitard of stitched together fabric as well that miraculously held up her bust with one torn stocking on right leg. Nyni's tail was puncuated with a tuft of pink fur at the end to match her hair, swishing it through the slowly pooling acid beneath them.



With both goblin sisters devoured and digesting, their options were limited and escape seemed impossible...

Naja Juggzboink Health: 90% (-15% Health next update)



Nyni Juggzboink Health: 90% (-15% Health next update)



What will Naja and Nyni do?

A) Struggle together, maybe they can upset the stomach of the Frogon and force it to the ground. Or they could end up making things worse for themselves (D20 roll; Difficulty Check: 6; Success will make the Frogon fly lower, Failure will do nothing; Both goblins will lose an additional -30% health regardless)

B) Do nothing, they'll bide their time to see what the Frogon does first (Health loss will continue as normal)

C) Use Naja's water magic to start filling up the stomach, she can apologize to Nyni later but it's sure to have some effect.... (D20 roll: Difficulty Check:10; Success will force the Frogon to land; Failure will reinvigorate its stamina to make it fly higher. Both goblins will lose an additional -60% health regardless)

I vote A. Good luck!

I vote A as well

The dust cloud made it too difficult to risk firing Vivian's rifle again and melee would still prove difficult given the state of his foe. Gil paced around the edge of the dust cloud before drawing his trusty bow. The black wood it was carved from yearned to be used and he was happy to oblige it. The steadfast warrior nocked an arrow and pulled the bowstring as taut as he could, taking a knee to watch for an opening. The Gremlock wasted no time in charging at Gil, wound splashing crimson across the ground. Its heavy knuckles pounded in pursuit of Gil, charging in a gorilla-like manner to break its persistent foe.

Hardened nerves allowed Gil to maintain his composure and loose the first arrow, striking the Gremlock's left shoulder. Years of training and finely honed instincts resulted in another arrow embedding itself just below the first. A third arrow was knocked and released in the blink of an eye just after that, piercing the opposite shoulder of the demon. Gil dove to his right, tucking himself into an elongated roll that swiftly evaded the Gremlock's desperate charge. Pivoting on his heel, the warrior had another arrow at the ready and launched into the his foe's spine. A sharp roar of pained escaped the demon's maw as it staggered forward, sealing its fate.

Gil was on his feet and marched forward, unleashing a salvo of three more arrows aimed at the back of the Gremlock's skull. All three found their mark and brought it to the brink of death. The arrows combined with its blood loss meant the Gremlock wasn't long for this world, but its digesting prey was still very much a concern for Gil....

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"Fuck. Just attack the stomach!" Vivian was out of ideas and done with standing around waiting to die. The dhampier led the charge by rushing the stomach wall and tearing into it with her fangs, ripping small chunks away and spitting the disgusting flesh away. "She's got the right idea. I'm not going to stand around and die." Aranea soon joined by grabbing the blade in her ponytail and stabbing repeatedly at the stomach lining. She had the most to lose given her vulnerability to the acid, but still she fought on.

Spurred on by the sight, Elvira and Morticia did what they could by raking the stomach with their nails. Rosette whimpered as the burning intensified across her body but joined in on the assault. Kim watched and cheered the women on, maintaining her fireman's carry of the other two damsels. Several seconds of ripping and tearing at the stomach covered the women in sweat and acid, draining what remained of the their stamina. Several more intense seconds of waiting for any kind of change threatened to destroy their morale until a blade burst through the stomach...

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Just when it seemed the demon might cling to life longer, the Gremlock keeled over on it side and finally expired. Gil watched anxiously as it drew its last breath. His eyes grew wide under his helmet once he realized what had happened. In that moment, Gil wasted no time in rushing to the stomach and plunging his shortsword into the rubbery hide. He tore the blade vertically from head to toe, ripping open a wide gash in the Gremlock's corpse. As he was disecting the corpse, Gil passively absorbed the soul of the Gremlock, storing it within his body and incorporating a portion of its power into himself. He only needed the time and proper set up to do so.

Foul smelling stomach acid poured across the ground, sizzling under his boots. Thankfully Vivian emerged soon after followed by Aranea, Elvira, Morticica, Rosette, and Kim still holding the other two women. "Gah bleh!" Vivian hacked and spat out the bodily fluids that had splashed across her pretty face, wiping herself clean as she stood up. "That.....was....too...close..." Aranea panted as she lay on the ground, dark skin tender from prolonged exposure to the acid. She had nearly suffered fatal burns and could barely stand, requiring Elvira's support to get on her feet. "How about we just go swimming in a pond or puddle next time?" The gothic witch quipped and held the dark elf's right arm over her shoulder, letting her enchanted dress air itself out.

"I think a shower is in order first." Moritica offered Aranea her other shoulder, supporting the buxom fighter with her own curvy body. "Gil! I knew you would save us!!" Rosette shouted with tears in her eyes, rushing to throw herself at their savior. Her massive bust hit his chest but didn't throw him off balance as she wrapped her arms around him, looking up with tears in her violet eyes. "It's okay. Sorry it took so long, but that thing was more of a fight than I could have anticipated." He gave the young witch a comforting hug and wrapped his left arm around her waist, letting her cling to him after their brush with death.

"I hope this proves we weren't here with hostile intentions." Kim said after laying Natasha and the elven woman safely on the ground. She wrung the remaining acid out of her bright red hair and flicked it back, breasts jiggling while her wide hips swayed back and forth. "You nearly singlehandedly killed the Gremlock. Color me impressed, Stranger. Might a hunter get your name?" Vivian asked of Gil once she was satisfied with her level of clean. Now that they had a moment to actually catch their breaths, Gil was able to get another look at Vivian. She was as beautiful as he thought she'd been at first glance, powerfully built and just having run into a spat of bad luck. Though being soaked in stomach acid had the side effect of making her nipples fully erect beneath her blouse.



"Gilgamesh Volf. Though please call me Gil, my first name is so stuffy and only insisted on by my father." Gil introduced himself with a polite nod of her head, still allowing Rosette to cling to him. "Volf, that name sounds familiar. By the state of your armor I'd have to say you're nobility of some kind?" Vivian's astute observation surprised him, but it wasn't the first time someone had surmised his heritage at a glance. "You could say that, but let's leave it at that. Privacy is appreciated." He responded with a wave of the hand though a glance at Rosette's face showed an enamored twinkle in her eye. "Nobility? Wow..." He heard her mutter and knew he'd have to address that particular subject at some point.

"Gil of nobility. I had no idea we were in the midst of someone so important." Elvira quipped with Aranea under her shoulder. Gil's eyes narrowed as he suspected the same origins might be true of Vivian, but unlike her, he would respect her privacy. His sharp ears then caught the sound of flapping wings and looked up to see a distant predator above the treeline. It looked as if it might be drawing near until it ascended higher and veered right, avoiding the clearing of recovering victims.

Or at least this seemed to be the case until the predator belched loudly and serpentined back in their direction. "What is that thing doing?" He questioned and pointed out the distant Frogon, whose belly still stirred with two voluptuous goblins. It was heading directly towards them at high speed and had the potential to make a crash landing. It was impossible to predict its trajectory so Gil would only be able to ensure the safety of some of the others....

Gilgamesh 'Gil' Volf
Health: 125%
Mana: 90%
Stamina: 50% (When above 75% will get a +2 bonus to dice rolls and +1 when above 50%; Rolls will have -5 Penalty if Stamina drops to 0%);

Souls Absorbed: 4,000

Equipment: 500 gilex, Longsword, Shortsword, Arrows: 23, Firebombs: 7, Expanded arsenal of weapons in pouch including bow and a claymore, Lucky Coin, Demeter Rifle: (2/0)
Named or Notable Souls: Hannya, Dahlia, Gremlock

Stats: Strength: 30, +6 to strength rolls
Dexterity: 25, +5 to Dexterity rolls
Arcane (Determines power and success of Gil's magical abilities): 20, +4 to Arcane rolls

Entourage:
Elvira: 23% Health

Morticia: 23% Health


Rosette: 48% Health


Aranea: 40% Health


Kim Possible: 48% Health  


Natalia Romanov: 50% Health, Unconscious


Vivian Bellaluna: 48% Health


Unknown Elven Woman: 20% Health, Unconscious


Character(s) in peril:
Naja Juggzboink: 45% Health (-15% Health next update unless rescued)



Nyni Juggzboink: 45% Health (-15% Health next update unless rescued)



Gremlock Health: SLAIN

Approval: Elvira: 50%; Proven Ally
Morticia: 45%; Proven Ally
Rosette: 70%; Enamored with Gil
Aranea: 45%; Proven Ally
Kim Possible: 35%; Acquaintance
Vivian Bellaluna: 35%; Acquaintance
Natasha: ???
Elven Woman: ???


What will Gil do first?

A) Pull Rosette and Vivian away, he can make sure they're clear of any danger (+10% approval with Rosette and Vivian)

B) Rush toward Aranea to scoop her up and advise Elvira and Morticia to follow, he will make sure they get to safety (+10% approval with Elvira and Morticia, +15% approval with Aranea)

C) Motion toward Kim to run and grab the other two women, he can pull them to safety (+10% approval with Kim, +10% approval with Natasha and the Elven woman when they wake up)

After that, what will Gil do about the Frogon when it lands?

D) Attack it with his blades, Gil can attempt to finish it off and potentially free any victims (-25% Stamina, Strength roll and will roll d20; Difficulty Check: 13; Success will finish off the Frogon; Second Difficulty Check if first succeeds: 15; Success will allow Gil to free Naja and Nyni; Failure for first roll will result in them remaining trapped while the Frogon clings to life; Failure on second roll will result in the sisters remaining trapped)

E) Execute the predator with Vivian's rifle, Gil still has it ready to use (-10% Stamina and -1 Demeter ammo, Dexterity roll and will roll d20; Difficulty Check: 10; Success will kill the Frogon but Naja and Nyni will remain trapped for now; Failure will still kill the Frogon but 75% chance of Naja or Nyni being hit by the shot for -30% health)

F) Use a spell to force the Frogon to regurgitate its meals, Gil can hear them struggling (-15% Stamina and -10% Mana; Arcane roll and will roll d12; Difficulty Check: 9; Success will free the sisters and slay the Frogon; Failure will result in them both losing an additional -15% health and remain trapped but the Frogon will still die)

AF

B annnnnd F as it feels safe even if it fails

Gil was torn with decision paralysis at who to assist first so he allowed his warrior instincts to take over. "Watch out!" He pointed to the Frogon and acted without thought. He grabbed Rosette by the waist and easily lifted the curvy witch off the ground while taking Vivian's hand. "Just follow me!" He shouted and pulled the two toward Elvira and the others. Rosette bounced under his arm and gasped as she held onto her wide brimmed hat to prevent it from falling. Her massive bust jiggled under Gil's arm, just barely remaining covered by the two straps of fabric that constituted her top.

Vivian allowed herself to be dragged out of sheer surprise, senses still dulled from her time in the stomach. She hadn't seen the Frogon coming and could have remained at risk if she had remained where she was. A soft smile spread across her plush lips at the heroic actions of this random knight, a rare breed indeed on the cutthroat world of Galiavan.

While there was still time, Gil gingerly released Rosette as he skidded to a stop before Aranea. "Sorry Rose, gotta put you down for now. I'll help Aranea. Elvira, Morticia. Follow me." Gil commanded as he hoisted Aranea up in a bridal style carry. "Oh my, I wasn't expecting to be swept off my feet today, but I'll take it." The voluptuous dark elf let her full weight lean against Gil's armored torso as he burst into a full sprint, motioning for the others to follow with his head. They frantically ran ten feet toward the trees to avoid becoming cratered by the Frogon.

Thankfully, Kim had seen and heard his warning and was in the process of evacuating the other two. Just in time as well considering the Frogon crashed where Gil had first been standing only a few moments prior. It created a long trail in the dirt, kicking up both brush and debris. The predator let out a pained croak while two figures pressed against its stomach, revealing two struggling occupants. Their busty chests were most prominent before falling back into the stomach, cluing Gil into what was currently at stake.

From his position in the trees, Gil could see the Frogon struggling to its feet and how vulnerable it was. "Sorry Aranea, gotta set you down for the moment." He apologized and rather liked holding such curves, but it couldn't last. The dark elf fighter was standing on her feet and blinked once before Gil was heading toward the Frogon with lucky coin in hand. He was done fighting inch by inch and intended on felling this foe in one attack. With encouraging shouts from the women behind him, Gil intoned the chant for a Great Heavy Soul Arrow, the strongest spell he possessed knowledge of.

"Unleash!" He called the final word of the chant and held his coin aloft, the catalyst for his spellcasting. His hand glowed with a vibrant purple and blue hue, crackling with arcane energy so intense it distorted the around him. An arrow of intense power then streaked at the Frogon and exploded in direct contact with its maw. Flesh and bone were disintegrated by the blast, reduced to nothing more than magical particles that dissipated into the air. The spell was powerful enough to blow away its head entirely, leaving two blinking goblin heads exposed to fresh air again.

"Nyni, you seeing this?" Naja's big eyes blinked up at the blue sky and fell on Gil's imposing figure, hand still radiating energy above him. "You bet I am, sis." Nyni was starstruck by the knight in shining armor who had rescued them from certain doom. The Juggzboink sisters clambered out of the Frogon's body with minimal difficulty, shaking themselves clean from head to tail afterward. Each goblin shook herself sensually as if giving Gil a show, lowering their cleavage so it was in full view while they turned their thick asses at him to do the same. The furry tips of their tails overlapped while running their hands through their hair, giving Gil salacious looks all the while.

He immediately noticed the height disparity between the two with Nyni's pink haired body towering a full six inches above her shortstack sister. The resemblance clued in Gil they were sisters though he was oblivious to their lack of blood relation. "You must be strong to have killed the Frogon so easily." Nyni purred as she sauntered toward Gil. He'd lowered his hand and put away his lucky coin by then, looking the goblin pair over silently to make sure they were okay. "Ooh, he's the strong, silent type, Nyni. It's been ages since we've seen someone this stacked." Naja noted Gil's strong biceps but couldn't get a look beneath his helmet no matter how hard she tried.

"Ladies, I'll take this examination to mean you're ok." He bowed his head to the sisters and glanced back at the others only to see Vivian approaching with a wrathful expression on her pretty face. "You! You're the one that stole all my ammo and my rapier!" She practically broke out into a sprint to assault Naja, prompting the shortstack of a goblin to hide behind Gil. "Strong knight, help! This nasty bitch wants to kill me." She peeked from behind Gil's legs with a wicked smile and fixed her glasses so Vivian could see the mischievious glint in her eye.

"Whoa, whoa! You know each other?" Gil interposed himself between the two so he could could a full explanation. "You could say it was because of her I was eaten by the godsdamned Gremlock in the first place. She threw flash powder in my face and stole all my ammo along with my rapier. That blade was a gift from the Immortal Queen Alea, you damn goblin bimbo." Vivian bared her fangs at Naja who legitimately yelped and cowered behind Gil again. "Keep insulting my sister and you'll find out what happens to people we don't like." Nyni knew Naja was more likely than not reponsible for what the dhampir bounty hunter, but she wasn't going to let the repeated insults fly. The taller goblin sister stood behind Gil as well with hands on her hips, fangs bared in a wicked smile.

"You wouldn't take no for an answer and kept pestering me. What else did you expect me to do? I had important experiments for new boomies to conduct." Naja stuck her tongue out at Vivian as everyone else watched in amusement. It really was a good thing Gil hadn't given Demeter back to the Vivian yet or else he might be staring down its barrel. "Tell this fat bitch to go away, Strong Knight." Naja pressed her buxom chest against Gil as incentive to side with her while Nyni leaned in so close he could feel the heat from her breath as well. "Move aside Gil and let me show her what happens to nasty goblins that steal." Vivian tapped her foot and cocked her hips, looking him square in the eyes as if expecting Gil to side with her. How had he suddenly been dragged into this quarrel? And getting on the wrong side of someone was the last thing he needed when they should all be trying to reach safety.....

Gilgamesh 'Gil' Volf
Health: 125%
Mana: 80%
Stamina: 35% (When above 75% will get a +2 bonus to dice rolls and +1 when above 50%; Rolls will have -5 Penalty if Stamina drops to 0%);

Souls Absorbed: 4,000

Equipment: 500 gilex, Longsword, Shortsword, Arrows: 23, Firebombs: 7, Expanded arsenal of weapons in pouch including bow and a claymore, Lucky Coin, Demeter Rifle: (2/0)
Named or Notable Souls: Hannya, Dahlia, Gremlock

Stats: Strength: 30, +6 to strength rolls
Dexterity: 25, +5 to Dexterity rolls
Arcane (Determines power and success of Gil's magical abilities): 20, +4 to Arcane rolls

Entourage:
Elvira: 23% Health (Pic of Elvira & Morticia: https://bit.ly/49Q7igD )

Morticia: 23% Health (Pic of Elvira & Morticia: https://bit.ly/49Q7igD )

Rosette: 48% Health Pic of Rosette: https://bit.ly/4bbhGk3 )

Aranea: 40% Health (Pic of Aranea: https://bit.ly/3xKdSYG )

Kim Possible: 48% Health (Pic of Kim: https://bit.ly/4d7EtPD )

Natalia Romanov: 50% Health, Unconscious (Pic of Natalia: https://bit.ly/3xZpuHl )

Vivian Bellaluna: 48% Health (Pic of Vivian: https://bit.ly/49NNRoJ )

Unknown Elven Woman: 20% Health, Unconscious (Pic of Elven Woman: https://bit.ly/4aEmqPv )

Naja Juggzboink: 45% Health  (Pic of Naja: https://bit.ly/3wm8WJg )

Nyni Juggzboink: 45% Health (Pic of Nyni: https://bit.ly/44qVS1X )

Approval: Elvira: 60%; Proven Ally
Morticia: 55%; Proven Ally
Rosette: 80%; Enamored with Gil
Aranea: 60%; Proven Ally; Interested in Gil
Kim Possible: 35%; Acquaintance
Vivian Bellaluna: 45%; Proven Ally; Interested in Gil
Natalia Romanov: ???
Elven Woman: ???
Naja Juggzboink: 50%  Interested in Gil
Nyni Juggzboink: 50%  Interested in Gil

Distance to Lavanya: 1600m to go

What will Gil do?

A) Side with Vivian, he'll move aside and let Vivian vent her frustrations on the goblins (+15% approval with Vivian, -25% approval with Naja and Nyni)

B) Side with Naja and Nyni, she'll just have to fume at a distance (+15% approval with Naja and Nyni, -25% approval with Vivian)

C) Try to convince them to put aside their differences, he can offer to help Vivian find her missing equipment and to assist Naja in conducting her experiments later (D20 roll; Difficulty Check: 12; Success will raise approval with all three characters by +10%; Failure will result in -15% approval with all three characters)

D) Look back at the others for some assistance, Gil shouldn't be in this situation in the first place (D20 roll; Difficulty Check: 8; Success will calm everyone down and prevent any approval loss; Failure will result in -15% approval with all three characters)

After that, what will the group do?

E) Take a few moments to rest, they need to catch their breath (Everyone will regain +15% health and Gil will regain +20% stamina; 15% chance of the group being attacked)

F) Press on to the village, they need to get moving before they're possibly attacked again (30% chance of the group being attacked; If attacked, group will manage to travel 350m before stopping; If not attacked, group will manage to travel 550m before stopping)

C & E

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yup C & E

Gil frowned internally and was thankful his helmet concealed his face. "Well, bickering in hostile territory isn't getting us anywhere. Vivian, I'll help you retrive your lost items, and, Naja, I'll assist you in your experiements. All of this AFTER we get to safety. What do you ladies say?" Gil offered his services to the fueding trio. Whether indepedently or in unison remained to be determined. He kept his tone sincere and body language calm, glancing back and forth throughout the silence.

Vivian and Naja glared at each other for what seemed an hour until both women nodded in agreement. "Fine. We'll keep this civil. But you're going to make this up to me, Gil." Vivian crossed her arms and harrumphed, turning her head to conceal a smile at his deft negotiating. "Strong Knight will go with Naja and Nyni! This works." Naja blew another raspberry at Vivian before rubbing her bosom against his leg in thanks. "Good at fighting and talking. Niiiice." Nyni licked her lips while looking Gil up and down again as he towered over her. Gil didn't know whether to be concerned or flattered with how the gobliness was undressing him with her eyes.

Either way, he was successful in negoiating a truce without hard feelings on either side. Phew. Gotta admit, that one had me nervous...... "Before we do anything else, I need proof we took out the Gremlock." Vivian pointed to the demon's ear and glanced expectantly at Gil. He obliged her by handing over a spare dagger as the bounty hunter swiftly cut off the tip of an ear and stored it in a pouch on her belt. "That should suffice for proof. Now if only it were so easy to repair my sidearm..." She revealed the revolver the group had desperately searched for in the stomach, now badly damaged by acid and no longer functional. "Ya know, that looks like the area of expertise of two goblin tinkerers." Gil looked to Naja and Nyni as Vivian held up her firearm with a disdainful expression.

"Eh, easy fix. But why would we help her?" Naja shrugged and stared at Vivian blankly, completely missing Gil's insinuation. "We're stuck out here with minimal weapons, Naja. If you fix her gun, she can help defend us and I'll consider it a favor to be repaid." Gil offered a future favor to incentivize the busty goblin. Naja furrowed her brow while eyeing her sister for possible guidance. Nyni quietly nodded and kept her own eyes locked lasciviously on Gil. "Fine! We'll fix. But not to help you bimbo hunter. We're helping Strong Knight." Naja huffed and ran to grab the revolver from Vivian, returning to her sister's side when all was said and done.

Feeling particularly exhausted, Gil figured now would be a good time to take a brief respite under the cover of the forest. "We could stand to take a load off for a short while." He told everyone after guiding them to a defensible position amidst the trees. There, Gil let himself collapse to the ground and catch his breath. "Aw, poor man's all tuckered out." Elvira joked and sat down at his side with Morticia close at hand, guiding Rose to sit at Gil's feet. "Our powers may be compromised right now, but this ritual draws from nature itself. Morever, I believe this is your area of expertise, Rosette." Morticia instructed and turned the attention to Rose.

"R-right. Mistresses, if you would please hold out your hands." Rosette closed her eyes while everyone else took a seat to rest. "Mother Nature, we call upon you to heal the wary and restore our strength." It was a short but effective chant that used the natural energy in the air around them to reinvigorate everyone, restoring health and stamina as the witches maintained their prayer. Aranea and Kim set their charges down to rest in the grass, letting themselves stretch and rest for a few moments.

Gil dared to close his eyes and just bask in the warmth and presence of so many attractive women for just a minute. He counted down the seconds and enjoyed the peace while it lasted. Thankfully, their rest came and went without interruption, enabling everyone to recover thanks to the ritual. Even better, Natasha and the Elven Woman had finally woken up. "Oh damn, why does everything hurt? Wait, I need to find they went!" Natasha tried to fight the on setting daze but staggered against a tree to hold herself up.

"M-my Queen! Queen Alea, I have to warn her about the attack..." The Elven Woman required help from Kim to stand who urged her to take it easy and recover her strength first. Now was the time to get moving however lest they make themselves easy targets....


Gilgamesh 'Gil' Volf
Health: 125%
Mana: 80%
Stamina: 65% (When above 75% will get a +2 bonus to dice rolls and +1 when above 50%; Rolls will have -5 Penalty if Stamina drops to 0%);

Souls Absorbed: 4,000

Equipment: 500 gilex, Longsword, Shortsword, Arrows: 23, Firebombs: 7, Expanded arsenal of weapons in pouch including bow and a claymore, Lucky Coin, Demeter Rifle: (2/0)
Named or Notable Souls: Hannya, Dahlia, Gremlock

Stats: Strength: 30, +6 to strength rolls
Dexterity: 25, +5 to Dexterity rolls
Arcane (Determines power and success of Gil's magical abilities): 20, +4 to Arcane rolls

Entourage:
Elvira: 38% Health (Pic of Elvira & Morticia: https://bit.ly/49Q7igD )

Morticia: 38% Health (Pic of Elvira & Morticia: https://bit.ly/49Q7igD )

Rosette: 63% Health Pic of Rosette: https://bit.ly/4bbhGk3 )

Aranea: 55% Health (Pic of Aranea: https://bit.ly/3xKdSYG )

Kim Possible: 63% Health (Pic of Kim: https://bit.ly/4d7EtPD )

Natalia Romanov: 65% Health, (Pic of Natalia: https://bit.ly/3xZpuHl )

Vivian Bellaluna: 63% Health (Pic of Vivian: https://bit.ly/49NNRoJ )

Unknown Elven Woman: 35% Health, Unconscious (Pic of Elven Woman: https://bit.ly/4aEmqPv )

Naja Juggzboink: 60% Health  (Pic of Naja: https://bit.ly/3wm8WJg )

Nyni Juggzboink: 60% Health (Pic of Nyni: https://bit.ly/44qVS1X )

Approval: Elvira: 60%; Proven Ally
Morticia: 55%; Proven Ally
Rosette: 80%; Enamored with Gil
Aranea: 60%; Proven Ally; Interested in Gil
Kim Possible: 35%; Acquaintance
Vivian Bellaluna: 45%; Proven Ally; Interested in Gil
Natalia Romanov: ???
Elven Woman: ???
Naja Juggzboink: 60%  Close Ally; Interested in Gil
Nyni Juggzboink: 60%  Close Ally; Infatuated with Gil

Distance to reach Lavanya: 1600m

First, what will the group do next?

A) Continue to rest, they could still stand to recover some health (+15% Health for everyone and +30% Stamina for Gil; 40% chance for group to be attacked)

B) Press on to the village, they need to get moving once and for all (30% chance for group to be attacked; if attacked, group will manae to travel 350m before stopping; if not attacked, group will manage to travel 550m before stopping)

After that, who will Gil converse with to gain approval (Choose up to two:)

1) Elvira and Morticia; Gil can ask them what things are like in Lavanya (+10% Approval with both women)

2) Rosette and Aranea; Gil can ask how they're feeling (+10% Approval with both women)

3) Kim and Natasha; Gil can find out why they're out here in the first place (+10% Approval with Kim and will set base Approval with Natasha to 30%)

4) Vivian and the Elven Woman; they seem to know each other so maybe Gil can find out the connection between them (+10% Approval with Vivian and will set base Approval with Elven Woman to 30%)

5) Naja and Nyni; Gil wouldn't mind getting to know the goblin sisters better (+10% Approval with both women)

I uh, think I’ll say A and 5

A 4



.....and 5 I guess





(XD)

A4 xD

and 5 I guess as well

A5 and A4

Quick intro post blurb! I've decided to scrap Bodybag as a protagonist because his entire style was too ambitious haha. But I've decided to include Kieran here as the secondary protagonist instead. His mechanics will differ from Gil's at the start at least because he's more powerful and to pay homage to the Link that inspired him, he'll have to contend with weapon durability. So enjoy and let me know what y'all think!

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Kieran thought the day was going to be like any other, a nice jaunt through the forest near his home to forage for food and supplies for the week. He lived in a log cabin built entirely by his own hand. Ordinarily, such a task would be difficult for even a hardened survivalist, but Kieran was possessed of prodigious strength hardened by untold years of warfare. His odd living style was the result of amensia from a decade ago that left only the memory of his name, weapon skills, and basic motor fucntions intact.

He'd lived as a mercenary with little knowledge of Galiavan for eight of those years, roaming from war to war selling his services to the highest bidder. None of his employers inspired loyalty with his longest tensure lasting only a year. Beyond that, he had little to his name due to a vagabond lifestyle and an unfortunately monstrous appetite. In order to keep up his strength, Kieran required an abnormal amount of calories per day otherwise he slept a majory of it to conserve energy. Whether this was the result of genetics or some external force he didn't know.

But eight years of strife left him with a distate for company with no other experiences to balance them out. So Kieran retired from mercenary life and studied up on surviving off the land, finding such a lifestyle came to him as easily as swinging a blade. In fact, the more he studied, the more he recalled already knowing a bevy of survival knowledge. Maybe he'd already lived such a lifestyle in the past. If only he could remember. He'd searched for anything that might be able to restore his memories but found nothing in the last decade.

And so Kieran settled what he thought were peaceful and isolated woodslands, unaware they were actually occupied by numerous and dangerous predators. So dangerous, in fact, local settlements were in danger of being wiped. Kieran's settling in the area proved to be the bane of the predators however. He slew anything foolish enough to attack him, cleaving through scores of creatures in only a year's time. Enough so that he had become something of a folk hero known by various names. The Forest Spirit some called him, believing he was a vengeful spirit slaughtering the predators in retaliation. The Lone Elf others labeled, those that had actually witnessed Kieran and seen him action. It was a level of notoriety he didn't want, but people left him well enough alone at least.

This particular day Kieran was armed with his bow, a simple wood cutting axe, a small hatchet for utility purposes, and an iron sword to deal with any lurking predators. He wore a black hood and cloak to conceal his face though at this point it was more at his own preference. The hood was pulled up, covering his high cheekbones and blonde hair. Blue eyes pierced the forest as they usually did, watching for any potential threats or useful supplies. Kieran kept his hair pulled back into a small bony tail but let two tails hand on either side of his head, giving him a youthful look despite his age. His body was well muscled but not overly so, appearing more athletic and belying his true strength. An enchanted blue tunic with embroided patterns covered his torso, enchanted to provide powerful protections against both harm and the elements. Tan pants enchanted in the same fashion covered his legs and rugged brown leather boots encased his feet, creating a light weight yet protective ensemble for a forested setting.



Kieran's small stature of 5'2" contrasted the mighty warrior he actually was, sometimes causing him to be mistaken for an older child in towns and cities. His stunning features also occasionally attracted less savory characters, some with ill intentions. In those instances he was quick to rectify their mistakes and put them down if need be. This happened more times than he cared to count, further solidfying his dim view of civilization in general. By the time he'd fled to the woods, he rudely brushed off passing travelers in general. Yet two years away from the general populace had already softened Kieran's cynicism, having found peace in nature.

His entire world was soon to be upheaved on this fateful day. A piercing feminine scream cut through the quiet of an autumn noon, Kieran's sharp ears pinpointing its source in moments. He suspected it may be another unfortunate villager being assailed by a predator so he took off under the trees, cloak trailing behind him. Grass and brush cracked underway as he sped toward the scream, dodging trees and even vaulting off branches as necessary.

There under a thick entaglement of trees were two women halfway swallowed by predatory plant bulbs. One of had raven black hair worn in a bob cut, bangs hanging over fluttering eyelashes and blue eye make up. Her deep brown eyes blinked in a combination of terror and pleasure as if she didn't know how to react. A small black tube top hugged her massive bust and bounced atop the lips of the bulbs as it threatend to suck her beneath the ground. Her sharp facial features contorted between fear and orgasming, her beautiful face shifting countenances each second. She wore various bangles on her arms and had occasional scars on her otherwise soft skin. From what Kieran could tell, she was also only wearing a small black thong on her lower half when she bounced upward.



The other woman was a pale beauty white hair and amber eyes. Her hair was long enough to be sucked into the bulb with her lower half, leaving its full length unknown for now. Her top resembled an officer's uniform with buttons along a bust even larger than the other woman's. When bounced upward, Kieran could see she wore a short skirt with black pantyhose that was slitted at the side and extremely short. Her panty lines were visible even through the front of her skirt, revealing a thong as well. Both women were unarmed or must have been disarmed, neither looking like the average villager that populated the surrounding area.



"Please....help us!" The woman with the bangles cried, tears beginning to well up in her eyes at the thought of being digested alive. "We have....to help....Queen Alea! NNnnggggh!" The officer added, moaning mid-orgasm despite her very much not wanting to. "There's an am-Aaaaaahhhh!!" The first woman squealed before she could even finish her sentence, prodded from below by a fibrous tendril. Her breasts even seemed swollen from the experience, bouncing and smacking against the bulb's lips while her nipples remained rock hard the entire time. The officer was much the same, face sweating and mouth wide from elated yet pained screams. It was quite a sight and not one Kieran was expecting.

But to make matters worse, a long standing fear had come true. Not only were these two women in peril, a second pair of damsels in distress burst through the bushes a few hundred feet to the west. One was a redhead in a zebra print halter top that failed to hold her bouncing, bodacious cleavage in place, a black bra visible beneath it while knee length red hair trailed behind her. Her purple eyes were spread wide in terror looking back at an unknown predator. Her tan pleated skirt flapped loosely as she ran, just barely preserving her modesty yet. Thigh pantyhose clung to her thick legs, rising out of heeled boots with fur trim around the ankles. She was dressed more for a night in the city than to be gallivanting around in the woods, a sign Kieran immediately took note of.



Next to her with a bust to rival the officer, a tanned beastkin wearing a fur trim collar and barely any fabric save to conceal her nipples ran alongside the redhead. Her furry ears dangled in despair atop dark brown hair that transitioned into red at the tips. Fearful cyan eyes darted to the woman beside her and the thick bushes behind, looking for signs of whatever was chasing them. Her right arm was a black and red robotic replacement, putting into question what had happened to the limb in the first place. Her left arm was perfectly intact with a white fingerless glove that only covered to the middle knuckle of her middle finge, almost akin to an archer's glove. A glittering gown fluttered over her right leg, leaving her left leg exposed with white stockings as part of her overall outfit. Long heels with opened toes finished out her outfit, resembling something to be worn on the catwalk of a fashion show.



"Where the hell are we? First we were on the way to see my grandma now we're in the middle of nowhere?!" The redhead shouted, perplexed at their predicament. "Just run faster, that thing's gaining on us!" Her companion replied in turn, legs pumping in an outfit not made for forested terrain. The creature pursuing them finally revealed itself. A creature that somehow resembled a cross between a moose and a bear charged forth on four muscled legs, each lined with five razor sharp claws. Antlers with jagged points cut through through any foliage as a mighty roar escaped the beast's threat throat. Kieran had seen such creatures before, they normally steered clear of humanoids and were peaceful herbivores. But this one seemed to have mutated into a predator with sharpened teeth and claws, eyes now glowing a deep green that hunted for flesh.

It would be upon the pair soon yet even this an end to the plights. Kieran's impeccable hearing caught the sound of shouts and screeching far above in the sky. He dared to glance up and could see a distant shadow with two struggling victims in its talon. The shadow and figures were too far away to see, but given they lived on Galiavan, it was more than likely two more desperate women. Kieran was now faced with six lives on the line and he knew he couldn't rescue them all at once....

Kieran [Last name Unknown]
Health: 100%

Equipment: Hunting Bow (100%): 25 Arrows, Iron Sword (100%), Wood Cutting Axe (100%), Hatchet (100%)

Character(s) in peril:

1st woman in crop top ( https://bit.ly/44LmT0f ): 50% Health
2nd woman in officer's uniform ( https://bit.ly/3WLcYFO ): 60% Health

3rd woman in zebra top ( https://bit.ly/3WNAkdT ): 100% Health
4th woman in gown ( https://bit.ly/3wQSgtz ): 100% Health

First, what will Kieran do about the creature in the air?

A) Try to take it down with a few arrows, it's high above with its back to the sun but he's sure he can hit whatever it is though he'll wait for it to get into range. Such an act will take more time and make it harder to rescue anyone else.... (80% Chance of Success; Selecting this will lower the next set of choices chance of success)

B) Ignore it, he needs to focus his efforts on the closer victims (The victims in the air will be carried off; Chances of next set of choices will not be impacted)

After that, what will Kieran do about the women on the ground?

C) Help the pair being devoured by the bulbs, Kieran can cut them free before they're swallowed (100% Chance of success if B was chosen; 60% Chance of Success if  A was chosen)

D) Help the pair being chased by the mutated beast, Kieran can slay the monstrosity (100% Chance of success if B was chosen; 60% Chance of Success if  A was chosen)

A & C

AC because its a tad hot there ;P