[Mari]

Arle smiled weakly at Viridi's encouraging words. She kind of ignored the fact that she hadn't been corrected. She wasn't about to deny the truth. "Thanks Viridi. Means a lot to say you hear that. I think I'm good for now--" Arle began, only for a crash to be heard from behind her.


"Woah!"Arle blurted out, jumping a little in her boots. She grasped her divine lance and turning upon the underchomp, only to remember Viridi's advice not to fight these monsters as she took a stand before them. Wiat no, this was a bad idea. Arle promptly second guessed herself and scrambled to turn back around and begin running, attempting to heal her bruised and weakened body as she ran in an effort to keep her wounds from slowing her down.

wT00aY0rp_1d20+2 (Arle's Escape Attempt)
p_1d5+4 (Arle's Healing Magic)

Sadly, her startled reaction had been a big mistake on her part and she wasn't doing a very good job of that 'keeping ahead of them' thing.

Arle
Damage: 26%
Status: Normal
Equipment: Divine Lance

1d20+2·1d5+4

[Coolshaymin]

Arle's startled reaction was all the Underchomp needed to get dangerously close to Arle. Though she managed to get running, the Chomps were right on her tail. There was a bit of loud thumping that might set her off balance from the chomps bouncing so close behind. That was probably not the worst part about them being so close behind her though...

No, the worst part was she was in range for any one of them to easily snap at her. In fact, they cued they were about to do that with loud snapping and barking right behind her. The Underchomp each took turns lunging at her in the color order of red, blue, yellow as she ran until one caught her. The bad part was she had to evade three snapping jaws in quick succession... The good news is if she manages to evade all three, the chomps will be slowed down after their failure for her to gain some distance... But that was going to take a lot of effort.

(Roll a 16 or higher in DEX three times, first for Red, then Blue and lastly Yellow. The roll you fail will determine the head that snaps down on Arle. Failing to any of them results in being chomped and trapped in the maw with 0 chance of breaking out for 1d20+6 and a 50% chance of Paralysis. Somehow succeeding all three will give you distance from the chomps.)

[Mari]

7PTGD|rTp_1d20+2 (Arle's Escape Attempt)

Arle tried her best to sprint away, but she hadn't been anticipating just how quickly the chomps could lunge. Before Arle even knew what was going on a shadow fell over her and the red chomp had eclipsed her, pulling her into it's chaws and chomping down hard.

p_1d20+6 (Arle's Damage)
p_1d20 (Paralysis Resistance)

Frankly, Arle's screams of agony were difficult to listen to. The chomp's fangs had struck home and Arle could feel a rib break as a tooth wedged itself into her abdomen. Arle had been dealt a series of grevious and deadly wounds, one that was likely to do a lot more than break a few bones if she suffered another attack of it's kind. She was pinned firmly between those terrifying shark-like teeth, unable to move. She could only tremble in terror. Forget just being eaten--she was going to die! ...And get eaten! Those were like, the two worst things and the worst way to die at that! Like, if she had to write a list of the absolute worst way to die being eaten alive was probably at the top of that list, just above death by violently aggressive suitor attack. Arle would cry, but she was sufficiently waterlogged at this point.

Arle
Damage: 49%
Status: Normal
Equipment: Divine Lance

1d20+2·1d20+6·1d20

[Coolshaymin]

The Red Chomp seemed happy with causing Arle's despair. There was the sounds of hopping that made Arle move with the hops inside the beast's jaws. It just kept moving with it's friends though and did not seem that concerned with finishing Arle or anything of the sort. It just hopped on it's way with it's jaws being too heavy and strong for her to really lift enough to get out.

It was fortunate though that Arle had the mercy of the Chomp not seeming that interested in actually eating her. After a while, the bouncing stopped as it seemed the canines have reached their destination. As they stopped the Red Chomp chewed on Arle a bit. Though, it was so light that she could lessen the force if she pushed hard enough.

(Roll a 12 or higher in Strength to push against the chewing to lessen damage. If successful, it is only a 1d10 with a 25% chance to paralyze. If failed, it is 1d20 with a 50% chance. No mods for damage this time.)

The Red Chomp then spit Arle out into a cardboard box from the looks of it. Filled with quite a few broken dog toys... It would appear the Chain Chomps were dumb enough to mistake her for a chew toy... The Underchomp then went to the back middle of the room and fell asleep... Well, at least she had a breather in this room the Underchomp apparently considered it's own. Oh, and on the other side of the room was the button she has been looking for... The only problem was sneaking over to it without waking the 'dogs' up. Of course, she could also take a moment for a breather. It did not seem like the Underchomps were planning on waking up anytime soon.

(You can either roll DEX to sneak over to the button or try and fly over there when ready)

[Mari]

Frankly, it was utterly demeaning being carried around like a chomp's chew toy. However, Arle was in too much pain to really care about that. There was a giant tooth in her thigh ... and her belly... Luckily, her armored chest was protected from being pierced, though Arle could feel a bruise developing underneath her blouse from the impact alone. This was decidedly still a far better fate than having her heart or lungs chewed on, however. She was already in bad enough shape as it was. As the chomp settled down and began chewing on her, Arle's whimpers would probably be mistaken for the squeaking of a chew toy. She squirmed, using what strength she had left to try and push back against the fangs.

aaVeHLjBp_1d20+2 (Arle's Strength Check)
p_1d10 (Arle's Damage)

Arle was able to protect her most delicate and sensitive areas, like her face and neck, and managed to minimize the damage her wounded body took from the chewing. Still, with the fangs firmly embedded in her she wouldn't be able to escape no matter how strong she was. ...Thankfully, she wasn't being swallowed at least. Better yet, she was spit out! Arle curled into a fetal position where she landed, unable to summon the strength to get up. With her broken body, she didn't stand a chance at outrunning them. She might as well just curl up here and accept her fate. ...Or at least bide her time until she had a more stragetic opportunity. It looked like the chomps were settling down to sleep, so if she just waited until they were asleep...

...

Arle would indeed wait until she was confident the chomps were asleep. The first thing she did was quietly heal her wounds, stabilizing some of the worst of them. She needed her ribs repaired if she was going to be doing any running, and her mangled wings needed some healing if she wanted to do any flying. She also needed to stop herself from bleeding, else that might present a problem later.

p_1d5+4 (Arle's Healing)

After Arle had stabilized her badly damaged body, she went back to quietly watching the chomps. After it appeared the chomps were sound asleep, Arle managed to pick herself up. Gently cleaning her wings and removing some displaced feathers from them, she would attempt to quietly flutter off and away over to the button and press it. Frankly, trying to sneak around in armored boots wasn't the most brilliant idea. Flying would be just as quiet, if not quieter--not to mention faster in the event she needed to run.

p_1d20+2 (Arle's Flight)

Arle
Damage: 46%
Status: Normal
Equipment: Divine Lance

1d20+2·1d10·1d5+4·1d20+2

[Coolshaymin]

The Underchomp was sound asleep as Arle flew past them in an amazingly subtle way. They did not even stir or toss as if they were not disturbed at all. They did not seem to smell Arle either as she flew by. That healing must of helped in that regard. The button was in her reach as she successfully avoided alerting the guard chomps.

"Ready... now!" Viridi stated as Arle got close enough to press the button. Apparently everyone else was already secured their buttons as Viridi stated earlier. As the button was pressed a trap door would suddenly open under Arle and drag her in like a vacumn if she was still flying. This scenario was better than any other part of this temple however as it led into a slide that took her quickly to the lower levels.

... Until she fell through a hole at the end of the slide that dropped her, Captain Flare and Cragalanche in the same large room. This place was pretty dark compared to the rest of the temple as the torches were not lit. Captain Flare's head did a little to brighten up the area a little better however. The room was simple though it looked more worn by time than any other area. In the center was a bit of soil that looked to be coming through cracks in the floor.

"Great job escaping that Underchomp, Arle. Now plant the seed in the soil! Then all that is left is protecting the plant until it is strong enough to protect this place on it's own. I will warp you out of there when it is ready," Viridi instructed.

[Mari]

Arle was sucked down the trap door, her wings losing air in the presence of a vacuum. She landed nearby and promptly summoned a ball of light to help illuminate the area directly around her. A sigh of relief escaped her as she found they were at their final destination.


"Wow. We made it. Seeing our goal so close fills me with determination." Arle remarked, managing a smile in spite of all she'd went through. You'd almost think she wasn't severely traumatized! ...But no. Arle was just excited to get the mission done with. Even more so, she wasn't alone anymore. Hopefully that meant nothing else would be snacking on her today. Or at least, she wasn't as likely to succumb to it anyway. That was always a comforting thought. "Sure thing, Viridi. Just let me brace myself for whatever comes at us." Arle replied. No sense in letting this moment of peace go to waste. Arle continued healing herself, trying to offset the severe damage being repeatedly eaten had done to her. THat wasn't even getting into her hair. Her hair was going to need some serious TLC to repair the damage the saliva had done to it.

3l5Ky1V9p_1d5+4 (Arle's healing magic)

After Arle finished going through another healing session, she would stuff her hand down her breastplate and begin digging around. She could swear she'd put the seed there, but maybe it had gotten jostled around while she was moving and bouncing about. She began to worry after a moment of fruitless searching, only to sigh in relief as she finally found it. Pulling the seed out, Arle would then move to plant it where directed. "There!"

Arle
Damage: 38%
Status: Normal
Equipment: Divine Lance

1d5+4

[Coolshaymin]

Cragalanche and Captain Flare stood by Arle as she planted the seed that would create forces into the soil. In a matter of seconds a light tremble shook the room slightly. After a brief period of time of this, a sapling emerged from the spot. It would appear the factory was beginning to be created.

F2usSZCTp_1d20-2

Cragalanche felt something was off about the room yet he could not put his finger on it. He had no idea what this bad feeling the rock monster was getting. And then it hit him... And by it, I mean a ball of darkness came out of the shadows of the room and hit the mighty rock right in the face. The force of the Shadow Ball hit the Commanding Officer in the face and sent him crashing to the ground.

"Khehehehehehe!" A laugh came from the side of the room as a figure came out of the shadows. This figure revealed itself to be none other than an infected Gengar. There was a running sound as an infected Lickitung entered the room as well. This Lickitung shot it's tongue out for Arle and attempted to give her a big lick.

(Roll a 11 or higher to evade the lick. If hit, roll a 1d10 for damage and it has a 30% chance of paralysis)

(Roll a 15 or higher to hit the Gengar. Roll a 8 or higher to hit the Lickitung)

Wave 1

Cragalanche
HP:182%
Status:Knocked Down


Captain Flare
HP:100%
Status: Normal


Infected Gengar
HP:80%
Status: Normal


Infected Lickitung
HP:40%
Status: Normal

1d20-2

[Mari]

Arle stood guard, fluttering her wings gently in an iddle manner. She was still getting used to having those. Her first lesson in having wings was that having chewed up wings was very, very, very unpleasant--like having your bones shattered. Note to self, be more protective of her wings in the future. Suddenly however, they were under attack! Arle flinched as a shadow ball struck Cragalanche, only to find a big... slobbery tongue coming right at her.

LpxK8WYyp_1d20+2 (Arle's NOPE)

Arle launched herself into the air above the tongue using her wings, her pupils dilating as she stared at the enormous tongue and her expression turning into a scowl. Another disgusting enemy trying to eat her. Great!

"Keep your tongue to yourself, creep! Do you even know where I've been?! ...Unfortunately, I do, and I wouldn't lick me!"

Arle was furiously noping away when she noticed the gengar in her sights. Seeing as the gengar was having a lot more luck attacking, she decided to ignore her better judgment and attack the monster that wasn't currently trying to give her a heart attack. Arle began to channel a prayer, summoning a burst of holy magic to purge Gengar and the starvia within him from this world in holy fire.

p_1d20+4 (This attack does 1D20+5 damage and has a 30% chance of burning)

"You don't stand a ghost of a chance~" Arle taunted.

Arle
Damage: 38%
Status: Normal
Equipment: Divine Lance
Exorcism Cooldown: 1 turn left

1d20+2·1d20+4

[Coolshaymin]

The Lickitung stumbled a bit as it missed it's mark. The Lickitung did not seem really affected by her comment of where she's been as it stared blankly. The Gengar was much affected by Arle's actions however. The ghost gave a bit of a cry as the holy burst of magic hit it. The phantom flew backwards from the blow and slid across the ground. It vanished for a second before reappearing in a standing position.

The Gengar's grin seemed a lot more sinister however as it seemed to observe Arle's reaction. The ghost floated into the ground and disappeared before reappearing near the fallen rock. The Gengar then spread it's arms out as it targeted the living boulder with Hypnotic waves.

RSK8qSbnp_1d20-1

The living stone's weak mind was no match for Gengar's power as the lights of it's eyes went out. It would appear Gengar has put Cragalanche to sleep. The phantom then looked to Arle with a look that surely meant no good. It vanished again before appearing right in front of Arle. Only with a second of delay, the ghost made to swipe it's tongue on Arle. This lick however would not just effect Arle physically, but also feel her very soul being licked by the ghost type.

(Roll a 14 or higher to avoid the Gengar's lick. If you fail, it is 1d10+4 damage and a 60% chance of Paralysis)

The ghost then jumped back and snickered regardless of whether or not it hit. It did give a flinch though as it felt the burn Arle gave it with that holy magic punish it's movement. The Gengar frowned a bit at the burn that was inflicted by Arle.

p_1d20+4

The Ghost was not too distracted however as it sensed the meteor flying for it. The Gengar jumped to the side as Captain Flare's attack to hit it ended in failure. The ghost laughed a bit at the failure of the wannabe hero. The mischievious infected phantom then pointed behind Arle as if he was saying behind you... Or he might be signaling Lickitung as it's sticky tongue made to wrap around Arle and lift her into the air and squeeze her like a towel.

(Roll a 13 or higher to avoid the Wring Out. If hit, Arle is grappled and takes 1d10+her Charisma Modifier)

Cragalanche
HP:182%
Status: Asleep


Captain Flare
HP:100%
Status: Normal


Infected Gengar
HP: 52%
Status: Burned (5 Turns)


Infected Lickitung
HP:40%
Status: Normal

1d20-1·1d20+4

[Mari]

6GytPumyp_1d20+2 (Arle's Lick Dodge)
p_1d20 (Arle's Paralysis Resistance)
p_1d10+4 (Arle's Damage)

Arle flinched as she heard Cragalanche crash to the ground behind her, startled by the commander's sudden collapse. He wasn't... dead... was he? "Cragalanche?" Arle called out in concern, only for Gengar to force her attention back to it as it abruptly vanished, re-appearing right in front of her. Arle scowled in disgust, but was unable to dodge this time. The gengar's large tongue traveled up her body and Arle could feel this... terrible sensation, as if her consciousness was being ripped out of her body. Her blood ran cold as ice and she found herself in a surreal agony as her very soul was torn at. The mage-knightwould fall back onto her rear-end as Gengar's tongue passed from her, a prickly pins and needles sensation beginning to develop all over the front side of her body where she'd been licked. The world around her felt colder somehow, and she began to shiver uncontrollably in the artificial icy temperatures that nobody else could feel.

p_1d20+2 (Arle's Wring Out Dodge)
p_1d10-2 (Arle's Damage)

So devistated was Arle, that she was completely unable to dodge Lickitung's tongue. The pokemon was able to scoop the fallen mage-knight up and began attempting to crush her poor little body in it's gross, slimy grasp. Arle emitted a terrible little squeal of breathless discomfort as she was constricted, but her armor was protecting most of her vitals from being crushed. Thankfully, it didn't hurt nearly as much as Gengar's lick. Yet, she still couldn't help but feel intensely violated by the both of them. I mean sure she'd already been eaten, barfed, born again, eaten again, chewed up and spat out--but one just didn't get used to this sort of horrible treatment! Once again, Arle would cry if she had any tears left to spare. Sadly, she didn't. This was just another terrible thing on a list of wildly cruel and undignified, disgusting things this temple had thrown at her. After a long moment of squirming, Arle managed to slip out of the lickitung's grasp and fell back on her bottom, gently rubbing her sorely crushed wings. She would begin healing them whilst backing away from the two pokemon, attempting to brace herself for their next attack. "I don't... I don't feel so well, Vivi." Arle stammered out, still struggling with the side effects of Gengar's lick.

p_1d5+4 (Arle's Healing)

Arle
Damage: 44%
Status: Normal
Equipment: Divine Lance
Exorcism Cooldown: 1 turn left

1d20+2·1d20·1d10+4·1d20+2·1d10-2·1d5+4

[Coolshaymin]

"Hang in there Arle! I am sure the effects from that Gengar will wear off! As for Cragalanche, he is only asleep. I am sure he will wake up in time. Just focus on dealing with those creeps!" Viridi encouraged Arle.

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Cragalanche remained asleep on the floor of the room. He just was asleep as if there was not a battle going on around him. The Gengar's Hyponosis being very effective on the officer. The Lickitung then walked over to the girl and opened it's mouth a little before attempting to... belch in her face in a rather disgusting manner...

(Roll a 12 or higher to avoid the Belch. The Belch does normal damage and has a 20% chance of inflicting poison)

The Gengar then disappeared before reappearing in front of Arle. The Ghost held it's hands forward as it's eyes glowed blue. Some hypnotic waves would then fly out towards Arle and attempt to make her very drowsy until she fell asleep.

(Hypnosis is defended with the INT modifier. Roll 15 or higher or fall asleep to the Gengar's gaze)


p_1d20+4
p_1d20+4
p_1d20+4

As Gengar finished attempting to make Arle doze off, a meteor suddenly smacked the Gengar from the side. The Gengar toppled over from the impact of the meteor. The Gengar then watched as a comet followed by a laser blasted him. The Gengar laid down in a rather bruised state from that brutish beatdown it just took from Captain Flare.

HP:182%
Status: Asleep


Captain Flare
Status: Normal


HP:6%
Status: Burned (4 turns)


Infected Lickitung
HP:40%
Status: Normal

1d20-2·1d20+4·1d20+4·1d20+4

[Mari]

Arle continued to shiver uncontrollably as the sensation of cold assaulted her. She resisted the urge to hug herself. Why was she so... cold? Gengar's effects? She'd have to fight through it. Be strong. ...For Viridi. "R-Right..." Arle replied, not feeling up to any enthusiasm right now. What was happening to her? What if Viridi was... wrong? She shook the head from her thoughts. No. Viridi was always right. She was a goddess! Trust... Viridi.

OaFVtaQUp_1d20+2 (Arle's NOPE)

Seeing lickitung walk up to her, Arle promptly NOPED out of there before he could belch his noxious fumes at her. Her nose wrinkled just at the sight of the display. "Ugh..! Ho-how can one mon-monster be this gross?!" Arle stammered out, scowling at the disgusting display...

p_1d20+2 (Arle's Hypnosis Resistance)

...Before abruptly being cut off by Gengar. Arle attempted to come to a stop, her gaze locking on the ghost pokemon. However, her mind was unable to resist the hypnosis and she promptly sleep-tripped over her own feet, faceplanting with her booty in the air. Dignity!

Arle
Damage: 44%
Status: Asleep
Equipment: Divine Lance

1d20+2·1d20+2

[Coolshaymin]

Gengar picked himself up after that attack and quickly raised his arms up to Captain Flare. He channeled his Hypnosis on the obnoxious Super Hero and tried to make it so him and the Lickitung were the only awake ones in the room.

R4kF3JsXp_1d20-2
p_1d20-2

Captain Flare was no more resistant to the powerful sleep waves of the Gengar than anyone else. He fell to the ground in a sleepy daze and Cragalanche was still out cold. Gengar then looked to Arle as the infected considered what to do now... As the burns harmed the Gengar further, he knew he had little time. The Gengar jumped into Arle's body and began doing the one thing to prolong his life... Devouring whatever dreams Arle was having at the time. Sending her dreams into an endless pit of darkness.

(Take 1d20 damage from Dream Eater. Dream Eater will not wake Arle up. Half the damage Arle takes is added to Gengar's HP)

The Ghost type then exited Arle's body after having lunch with her dreams. He then looked around for his next course of action... That is until the Lickitung got a little too hungry for it's own good. The Lickitung licked Arle despite the Gengar knowing that would be a bad idea.

(Roll 1d10 for Lick Damage. 30% chance of Paralysis. This attack will wake Arle up.

Cragalanche
HP:182%
Status: Asleep

Captain Flare
HP:100%
Status: Asleep

Gengar
HP:4%
Status: Burned (3 turns)

Lickitung
HP:40%
Status: Normal

1d20-2·1d20-2

[Mari]

YexS|VdSp_1d20 (Dream Eater Damage)

Arle's already terrible, nightmarish dreams--let's be honest now she's had a rough day--were abruptly dissolving in a surreal and disturbing fashion, sending Arle into darkness. She whimpered rather pathetically in her sleep, all vulnerable and goofy looking with her head in the dirt and her bottom in the air. She was still shivering uncontrollably, even while unconscious. It didn't look too comfortable, but then she hadn't quite chosen the position either.

p_1d10 (Lick Damage)
p_1d20 (Paralysis Resistance)

...And then Arle's eyes shot open at the disturbingly familiar sensation--only this time on her backside instead of her frontside. Twitch. She scrambled to her feet, a tad sluggishly for her standards. All this licking had left her soul with some serious damage, causing her to perform sluggishly. In spite of this, Arle wasn't down or out. Her pupils dilated with newfound rage as she now couldn't even feel safe sleeping without some creepy monster using her as a lollipop. "RAAAAAAAH!" Arle shouted at the top of her lungs, striking a combative pose. It wasn't really an intentional move on her part, as she was acting more out of anger than anything else, but perhaps her shout might actually startle someone or better yet--wake her lazy bone companions up!

p_1d20+4 (Arle's intimidating little-girl shout)

Arle's trembling body began to glow with an aura of heat as her body temperature rose to a feverish pitch. She began to actually glow with an aura of heat, visible only as an intense shimmering in the air around her. Arle held out her hand and once again attempted to purge Gengar in holy fire, her expression twisted into a cruel scowl. Arle could be quite ferocious when one broke her spirit!

p_1d20+4 (Arle's Exorcism. Deals 1D20+5 damage with a 30% chance of burning)

Arle then turned upon the lickitung, her wings spreading wide. In spite of her paralysis, she proceeded to lunge through the air at the lickitung, surprisingly not that slow compared to normal. Perhaps it was the feverish fury enveloping her making her stronger to offset her crippled body. Arle pulled back her lance and attempted to drive it straight through the lickitung's tongue from above, attempting to pin it to the ground.

p_1d20+3 (Arle's CRITICAL TONGUE SKEWER)

With fury in her eyes, Arle would then use her forward momentum, grasping the pole of her lance and swinging her feet out from under her. She would proceed to totally try and drop kick that lickitung in the face. A shower of light would ensue if she succeeded.

p_1d20+3 (Arle's RADICOOL DROPKICK)

Arle
Damage: 59%
Status: Paralyzed (8 turns), Ride of the Valkyrie
Equipment: Divine Lance

1d20·1d10·1d20·1d20+4·1d20+4·1d20+3·1d20+3