Corinne, Mistress of Chains, vs...

The mercenary waited at the center of the arena dramatically, looking straight up at the glassy viewing sphere above her, and modeling.  She was posed with one foot out to the side, her leg flexing delicately with athletic tone, already glistening slightly with the moisture of sweat.  Just a bit of her generous cleavage showed from above her 'dress', magnificent orbs seeming to pool little rivulets of perspiration down between her them.  It was hot today, and everyone in the stands was doing their best to mitigate this with fans and cold beverages.  The light clinking of metal could be heard from far away as Corinne's 'armor' shifted around her like a bundle of snakes.

The metal must have been sweltering, one would think; Corinne was dressed from her collarbone to her thighs in a dress made purely of chains.  Luckily (or perhaps unluckily for her) it was all she seemed to be wearing with the exception of some high-heeled shoes and some bracers.  Though the mercenary herself seemed unaffected and inattentive, the dangerous, long chain that danced behind her seemed to be looking for prey.  The four razor sharp claws on the end of it snapped occasionally in an intimidating fashion.

"Well, ladies and gentlemen, we have Corinne, Mistress of Chains fighting for us today!" the announcer boomed after a long wait.  The crowd cheered madly in anticipation.  Corinne's matches usually ended with someone bound in chains in a horribly compromising pose, being pleasured against their will.  Her control over the whipping lengths of metal was... daunting, to say the least.  She tossed her head once to throw her blackish ponytail over a bare shoulder.

"Corinne still has some loyalty to prove to the crown before she can go back to her mercenary ways, but I'd say, historically, she's really enjoying her time with us in the arena! Let's hope she doesn't go anywhere anytime soon, eh folks?"

"Her unlucky contender? Well..."

Leelan emerged from the gate. She was shocked by the roaring crowd. She had never seen so many people! She felt her throat go dry, her knees wobbling a bit. Steady. She had a job to do. Win this fight so that no horrible exposure would happen to her!

Leelan looked across the Arena. She was shocked by what she saw. A statuesque beauty nude, except the chains which wrapped her body! Leelan had never seen anything like it!

"And there's Leelan, sharp shot with a bow, master of the forest!" The announcer yelled. "Will her wits and skill be a match for the Mighty Mistress of Chains? Let's see as the match begins!"

The crowd quieted as Leelan prepared for combat. This she understood. Fights and duels were common in Elven culture where she'd been raised. Though they never involved stripping!

Leelan decided to see what her enemy was made of. She drew an arrow, pulled in to her cheek with the same motion. She aimed it for the other woman's body. Apparently she was supposed to strip the chains? She fired the arrow, moving like a well oiled machine!

(Dex 10 + roll 6= 16 to hit!)

((Exciting! I'll be posting tonight when I'm off work))

Corinne looked up curiously at her elven opponent. Her head canted slightly to the side. She'd never faced on of those before. The serpent-like chains around her began to writhe excitedly, lengths of metal shifting over her body in sequence as more links of chain seemed to extend out from her like tentacles.

((Roll 7 + 12 speed = 19))

The chains began to work up a rhythm around their mistress, in a circular motion, they flowed. One such length of chain popped up as the arrow flew unerringly towards Corinne, smacking it out of the air with an intimidating effortlessness. The mercenary smiled and raised both hands up dramatically. The chains seemed to dig into the sand and lift her off the very ground a good few feet. Planting themselves like legs, the chains brought her forward, building up speed until she was upon her opponent with a disturbing quickness.

Leelan sprinted to try to create distance -- she even popped off a few more arrows to test Corinne's defenses. Every time one of those missiles neared her, Leelan saw the chains snap at them of their own volition, knocking them aside. What kind of opponent was this?

Before she knew it, Corinne was upon her, and that writhing mass of metal was making an awful rattling sound. A shadow briefly obscured the sun as Leelan saw the 'main' chain, the thick one with the claws at the end, rear up behind Corinne like a scorpion's tail.

With blinding speed it struck down at the ranger, going to pluck the cloak right off of her in a ripping motion.

((Roll 10 + strength 10 = 20! Nothing like opening with a critical :p ))

(Speed 10 plus roll 4= 14.)

(By the way Leelan was raised by Elves, but she's a human.)

Leelan ws shocked by the speed of Corinne's chains. She ran at full speed, but the tail like chain clawed at her with incredible speed. Leelan jumped to avoid it, but before her feet even left the ground the chain struck, yanking her cloak away and pinning it to the ground.

"Blast!' Leelan thought. She was so powerful! She had to start whittling away at the chains. Then she saw the Chain which had taken her cloak stuck in the ground behind her. Leaping and twisting she shot at the chain, hoping to shoot it in half before it freed itself from the ground She preformed her acrobatic feat with calm, trained proficiency, drawing the arrow then letting it fly.

(Dexterity 10 + roll 7 = 17

((Sorry, I totally misread that somehow, maybe *corinne is ill informed, haha.  Gonna add to this in the morning; just about to go to sleep now))

Up in the stands, Niniane swung her mug of ale, a little too enthusiastically, a bit splashing out on the spectator next to her. She looked at her as if to apologize, but instead, what came out of her mouth was, "Wow, what a show! That seems like a really useful power, hmmmm?"

((roll 1 + 10 strength, critical defense fail?))

The arrow shot true, and sunk deep into the sand, and split the thick chain apart. The claw at the end of the links seemed to snap a final few times before going inert, lifeless. Corinne hissed a quiet curse to herself as her leg-like lengths of chain propelled her further towards the archer, ever trying to keep up with her, lest the rain of arrows continue to whittle her down.

The woven metal around her thighs was running a little thinner, Leelan thought, as she drew arrows and fired a few at her. The strange mercenary woman was using much of her 'armor' to propel herself forward, still managing to be faster than anyone on foot could hope to be by normal means.

Leelan heard the whooshing sound of a thick band of chains erupting from the sand -- several dozen feet woven into something almost like a large tree branch -- as Corinne's attack made itself apparent. A big tentacle of metal, many chains thick, viciously lashed out at Leelan as soon as Corinne got close enough.

"Well now, Corinne," the announcer said as the wave of chains whipped up at Leelan's chest. "You know you're just trying to strip her, right?"

Arena veterans in the audience and maybe even Leelan were able to tell -- Corinne didn't particularly tailor her fighting style for the arena. She fought much the same as she did when she was a mercenary. It looked like she was just used to lashing people until their clothing happened to come off.

((roll 7 + speed 10 (instead of 11, now) = 17))

(Speed 10 + roll 8 = 18)

Leelan looked in shock at the tentacle whipping at her. It seemed like Corinne was trying to kill her rather then strip her! She needed all her trained speed to beat Corrine. In a surprising move Leelan ran AT the tentacle whipping at her! The crowd gasped in shock as Leelan headed straight for disaster. Then, at the last second the ranger fell to her knees, arching back as far as she could. She slid under the tentacle as it whipped inches from her head, grazing her red curly hair.

As she passed under the tentacle she raise her bow. Still sliding on her knees she drew an arrow and fired towards Corrine!

(Dexterity 10 + roll 1= Critical fail! I'll let you decide how bad this plays out for Leelan, though she's left herself pretty vulnerable! Oh, and I had an idea: Perhaps during this round the queen could add an extra element to the arena? Like pillars emerge to climb and swing off of? I've never played a match with an interactive arena. Let me know what you think.)

((i'm open to such ideas..! I'm almost inclined to have a third party introduce 'hazards' since i'm GMing this one... but i'll most certainly post tonight when I get out of work, with some ideas for that in mind! ))

(Maybe let's just save the arena obstacles for a later match so we can include them from the beginning.)

((I'm fine with that. I've been looking for time to post more than a few words but I've been a bit caught up lately. Will be around tonight, later tho))

(( Roll 4 + Strength 10-1 = it's defended... and if the next attack is successful we'll say she's grappled or something perhaps..?))

Corinne's body turned in the direction of her opponent, arms outstretched aggressively like some kind of beast. The chains angrily whipping up behind her seemed to echo this gesture, telegraphing an obvious shot. While a handful of chains coiling up behind Corinne did snap down at the archer, the majority of them came out of the sand around her at the same time. How thick could that bundle of chains she called armor possibly be? There was way too much of it to be normal...

Leelan was close to the ground, still on her knees, when the arrow seemed to bounce harmlessly off of Corinne's torso, clinking with constantly shifting metal. She felt chains lashing across her front in vicious whipping motions, fraying at the fabric there while the ones that had slipped out of the ground snaked and wrapped around Leelan's wrists and ankles, close as they were to the ground. Metal went to tighten into place, threatening to bind Leelan up before her ruthless opponent.

(( roll 10 + 10 strength -1 penalty. Pretty silly rolls.
Sorry this took so long, btw. I'll be around! ))

Leelan gasped as her arrows her easily deflected. Then, to her shock, Chain's rose from the ground, pinning her arms and legs. She was stuck! Bound in a kneeling position, arched backwards. Totally helpless, she watched in shock as chains slashed across her torso! She winced, expecting, pain, but the magic of the Arena prevented much damage beyond a slight slap. Her tunic, however was shredded. From the waist up it was torn and ripped asunder, leaving her lean, bent backwards torso covered only by her silky tank top, which stopped right at the bottom of her ribs, showing her muscualar stomach below.

"Ooh! Our local Champ, the Mistress of Chains, seems to have snared and sheered her prey!" The announcer laughed. The viewfinder zoomed in on Leelan's arched torso, nipples poking through her thin silk top. This was projected 30 feet tall on a large screen for the whole audience to see. Leelan flushed. She was being seen by hundreds, perhaps thousands! She had to get free!

Leelan looked to her belt. There she had a dagger on each hip. If she could reach the daggers she could shred the chains holding her down, freeing herself and destroying more of Corinne's chains! She pulled against the chains with all her might, straining to reach her daggers and free herself!

(Strength 8 + roll 9= 17)

((roll 6 + speed 11-1 = 16))

Corinne's brow furrowed as she concentrated on the chains, attempting to pull them away from Leelan's daggers before she could damage them any further. With a great flurry of metal, she retracted the tentacle-like metal as Leelan's wrists flashed quickly.

More chunks of steel fell to the ground, leaving Corinne frowning. Testing the reach of her weapons, she wiped her glistening brow with the back of her hand and narrowed her eyes at her opponent. Her toned, athletic thighs were showing just a few inches below her ass now, taut and ready to move. On her chest, the chains seemed a bit lower too, showing off more of her picturesque cleavage shimmering with the sweat and sunlight, heaving with slow breath. While she seemed less weighed down now that several lengths of chain were lying on the ground around her, she appeared to be growing concerned...

Corinne's feet touched the ground as more chains retracted, forming a bit more 'dress' upon her. Licking her lips once, she decided that she wanted to see what was beneath that flimsy silk top.

The mercenary remained motionless as her chains flew into action. The autonomous links of steel went low to the ground and scooped up several of the now inert chains. Whipping them forward, Corinne effectively flung several bits of what was once her armor at Leelan, with such speed that they ripped off any remaining bits of her tunic, and possibly hard enough to batter that silken top to useless bits.

((roll 6 + dexterity 10-2 = 14))

(Dex 10 + roll 1= 11 critical fail!)

Leelan raised her arms to protect her face as the broken chunks of chain flew at her. Unfortunately, this didn't protect Corinne's real target: her clothes! The remains of her tunic were ripped away by the high speed metal, along with her bra, leaving her topless!

Leelan opened her eyes from her flinch. She had felt the chains whipping around her. She looked down to inspect the damage. There to greet her was her own bare breasts! Pale white mounds each topped with an excited, erect nipple.

"OOh!" The announcer called out. "Looks like Leelan just got exposed! While there's nothing wrong with some apples, I think Corrine's melons have her beat!"

The crowd laughed at his joke about their size difference. To accent this point the viewfinder swung between the two, zooming first on Corrine's massive, barely covered orbs, then swinging to Leelan's B cup, perky breasts. While no one would say Leelan's breasts were bad (by any means!), compared to Corrine's orbs they were lacking.

Leelan, finally realizing what was happening, threw an arm over her chest. She was down to leggings, boots and panties. She had to strike back before her most private parts were revealed! She was now bowless, armed with only her daggers. She decided she would throw one, hopefully surprising and damaging Corinne, before she rushed in with the other.

She flipped the dagger up, tossing it at Corrine. The dagger was aimed to graze her hip, hopefully damaging her chain dress, making the skirt of it possibly fall away!

(Dex 10 + roll 10 Critical hit! You decide the how it plays out.)

((I didn't roll a 10, so the defense fails!))

Corinne was slowly pacing towards her vulnerable opponent, hands held out to the side dramatically to make her chains mimic the intimidating gesture. The scorpion like tendrils lashed out. This time there were no claws at the ends, but they seemed almost as dangerous.

The mercenary's eyes went wide when Leelan's dagger flew true, striking the chains that were attacking her as they crossed in front. The pair of chains fell, solidly stuck to the ground. Corinne's utilitarian mind didn't grapple with being pinned for long; she jerked her body in a rough manner without hesitation.

A slew of chains fell from around her hips. Corinne didn't have to glance down to know that she had just revealed her clean shaven pubic mound, which peeked out just barely from the remains of her "skirt." The viewing sphere hardly got a glimpse, such was the speed with which she kept moving. Her full bottom jiggled despite its obvious muscle tone as she kept her defensive posture; much more of that was on display, though from her hips to her nipples she was still covered by chain links. The view on the sphere above showed her dimples butt as she snaked forward, her motions very subtle at first. She then burst forward.

Corinne slammed into Leelan, surprisingly, with a battle cry. Her smacks and punches, though numerous, we're just a distraction. The chains that remained on her body were wiggling like crazy. Wayward links crept out as she grappled her opponent, snagging those leggings and threatening to yank them down.

((Dexterity 12 - 3 + 4 = 13 ))

((I kinda forgot to include the critical nature of the hit... Was it ok? Corinne has enough chain around her chest and around her waist to constitute garments... Is that on par with Leelan's amount of starting clothes?))

(Dexterity 10 + roll 5= 15. By the way, I think the way you've done the chains has been even with Leelan's clothes.)

Corinne threw a flurry of punches. Leelan blocked and dodged, obviously the better hand to hand fighter. She was surprised that Corinne would charge her. Then Leelan realized that it must be a ploy, some sort of distraction!

Leelan looked down. Sure enough, Corinne's chain dress was extending outwards, like grouping hands, trying to yank down her leggings! Leelan jumped back nimbly, small chest swinging wildly at the sudden combat. Leelan realized her bare chest was on display, swaying wildly, and blushed brightly. she fought her urge to cover though. Instead, switching her remaining dagger from to her right hand, she feigned right, then left, then lunged forward, slashing downwards, hoping to cut along the side of Corinne's chain dress! She had to run out of chains sooner or later!

((So, Corinne has one? Or two "garments" worth of chain left? Also... U rolling?))

(Amount of garments up to you, I think 2 would make us even though. My roll is Dexterity 10 +roll 1= 11, critical fail)

(( Dexterity *9 + roll 3 = 12... defended. I'm counting her as having 2 articles left (midriff, then 'bra') and i've put Corinne's modified attribute with an asterisk next to it. She's still at -3, I think.))

Corinne hissed and grabbed a bundle of fallen chains off the ground. Wielding the severed links like a flail, the mercenary spun the length of dangerous metal above her head. When Leelan came slashing at her, she swatted the dagger aside vigorously, sending her off balance and stumbling a few feet away.

Corinne stood there a moment, less encumbered from the chains but far more vulnerable. Leelan couldn't help but notice the tiny bit of her crotch showing from beneath Corinne's missing 'skirt', glistening faintly with sweat and goose-bumped but smooth as if recently shaved. She was a trained warrior, though; if it was bothering her that her taut, athletic ass was on display, or that when she spread her thighs to adopt a more defensive posture her crotch spread into view, she wasn't letting on about it.

So, Corinne leaped right up to her opponent and lashed out with the thick bundle of chains in her hand. Some of them wrapped around Leenan's weapon arm, tangling her up, while a few slapped her right in the chest with a delicate sting. Before she could react, Corinne's free hand was suddenly grabbing the front of her leggings, gripping tightly and yanking up.

The crowd cringed as the viewing sphere displayed the crotch of Leelan's leggings biting into her between her legs. She was able to untangle her dagger, but the mercenary woman was pulling ruthlessly on the seams of her garment, possibly tearing the whole thing off via a vicious frontal wedgie.

(( Strength 7* + roll 9 = 16 ))

(Constitution 9 + roll 2 = 11)

Leelan was shocked as Corinne used the fallen handful of chains to bat away her dagger, tangling the weapon. Then She slapped Leelan's chest, sending a stinging blow through her breasts and causing her to reel back. The real shocker though was when her enemy grasped the front of her legging and yanked them up!

Leelan squealed as her legging dug up into her butt crack and crotch, invading her private crevices. She squealed, now covering nothing, as the viewfinder showed her shocked face, her shaking now pink breasts, and her intense camel toe. Finally, without Leelan able to put up much of a fight, her leggings ripped away from the pressure, coming off in Corinne's hand!

The crowd stared in shock as Leelan's pale white, muscular legs came into view. Now her only remaining clothing item was her pink silk skirt, which draped over her crotch and butt (Though her bubbly muscular butt-cheeks did hang out the back!)

Leelan looked down in shock. She was almost naked!! Her cheeks flushed as Corrine threw aside her leggings. Then Leelan's eye's narrowed. That bitch was stripping her! She had to beat her or else she'd soon be naked!

So Leelan swung into action. Dropping her tangled dagger she ran in, causing her skirt to flutter about her waist, exciting the audience. She lunged forward to grasp the loose end of Corinne's chain garment, hoping to unravel it and send Corinne spinning!

(Strength 8 + roll 9 = 17 to yank off chains!)

((Strength *7 + roll 4 = 11 ))

Corinne gasped and squared her stance, trying to reach to grab hold of the bottom of her dress when she realized what Leelan was doing.

"No, you bitch!" she hissed when she lost her footing, and the ranger got a good handful of chains upon which to yank.  With a grunt, Corinne found herself spinning in place as the chains unraveled from her torso.  Leelan kept tugging, and more of Corinne's smooth pubic mound crept into view.  Her big, athletic butt also jiggled just a bit as she rather comically got spun about in place to avoid falling over.  She was naked up to her navel, most of her hardened, toned, yet feminine abdomen showing.

Corinne clamped her thighs together, set herself in place, and managed to grab the chain with both hands.  Her head spun dizzily, and she was clearly disoriented.  Slowly, horror dawned on her face as she looked down reluctantly.

"N-no!" Corinne shouted, desperation in her voice and in her wide eyes.  She was shaking slightly below the waist, her butt flexing on the viewing sphere before thousands.  She'd only ever been beaten that one time before...

Nonetheless, she had to keep both hands on that chain to avoid letting Leelan pull it any further, with her knees touching and her feet wide apart.  It was a sign of modesty and weakness she didn't like to show in the arena; if anything she played it cool or tried to tease the crowd.

"We're really getting a nice view of Corinne here, folks," Aloysius mused.  "And I must say, it was really overdue.  What I want to know is, why would you hide that body under all those chains??"

Grunting, Corinne yanked desperately on the chain before her, trying to yank Leelan into striking range, or at the very least get her to let go of it.  She had it planned out, diminished as she was.  She almost saw it -- Leelan stumbling at her feet, Corinne would hit her good across the jaw, and the bit of remaining chain she had would wrap up in the back of her skirt, twisting and tightening until the garment popped right off of her... maybe.

((Strength *6 + roll 6 = 12))

(Strength 8 + roll 4 = 12. tie! I think what we decided before is tie goes to higher stat. Does that sound good? We could have the action stalemate too. Whatever works.)