[GM] There's only one kind of favor around here.

After a bit, Ceres turns and holds out a steaming bowl of soup to Krin. She smiles, tail coiling as she settles down to eat. "Oh, don't be sssilly! You don't have to repay me for any of thisss."

She lifts her own bowl to her mouth and drinks. "Mmmm. It'sss been a while sssincsse I had guessstsss. Jussst the company isss nicsse." Her tail unwinds, looping around behind him. "Ssstay the night and keep me company?" She gestures toward the pile of cushions with the tip of her tail.

She giggles, her tail coiling around the elf, sweeping him off his feet. Her scales ripple, gently massaging him.

[GM] Ceres finishes eating, and attempts to sweep you off your feet, wrapping you in her coils. 1d20 (20) + STR 5 = 25.

[P] 1d20 (14) + STR 3 + HRN 6 = 23.

[GM] Her coils restrain you gently, scales sliding against your exposed skin.