Lana Vs. Hilda

No attacks, no weapons, no armor, no abilities, no problem!

Lana sauntered up on stage, with her hips swaying. This was her first performance, better make it count. Plus she got to perform with that redheaded witch, how sweet.

She didn't want to fight, as much as she didn't want to do anything in this world. But she knew she had to. Anna would never forgive her if she tapped out. Their pride as sisters was on the line here. They'd already lost to Hilda once, never again.

Of course the elf was standing on her spot, with that gentle smile on her face. So removed from the guilt and pain, Anna was still feeling.

"Armor on!" Hilda announced, sheathing herself in a cloak made of bear skin. It's arms rested over her's like the sleeves of a shirt. Stll the elf burned red underneath the pelt, and Lana realized why. She was completely naked under there. Oh if only Jake had grabbed that modesty trait, this could have been really fun.

"Cute look." Lana smiled. "Now for me! Armor Off!" She grabbed the clasp for her robes and discarded them to the sky. The arena swooned as they saw her perfect tan body in all it's glory. She swooned too, so many people looking at her, perfectly exposed. There was no way she could loose. She grinned. She was going to win this whole thing!

Hilda blushed, and looked away from Lana. "Young lady! Put something on! Your mother is watching!"

Lana laughed. "You're just as naked as me under there."

Hilda grumbled and drew her cloak even closer to her body. "Everyone is as naked as you under their clothes. I beg of you, show some decency.

Lana stretched, and made sure the audience got a look at whatever it was they wanted. "I don't think I will. This is how Lana The Nudist does battle!"

Hilda sighed, and rose to her full height. An intimidating tree of a figure. "Fine, then I will just have to cloak you in defeat." She tilted her head. "Can I ask you to surrender. I'm afraid my fighting style is rather brutal and once I get started, It's hard for me to stop. Let's not let pride strain our relationship more than it is all ready."

"Pride huh?" Funny thing for her to accuse Lana of, before the fight even begins. "I don't think you know what pride is." She frowned, and Gabe noticed. It was the first time he'd seen the girl so serious. "People with pride know that some things are beneath them. I think you could have done with some pride, when you decided to hurt my sister! As for me I got pride enough to know that I don't quit! I'm ready to fight!"

This character was so intoxicating. So brash... so confident! This is the role Lana always wanted to play, and now she was to the applause of the audience!

Hilda sighed. "I'm not that girl anymore Lana. The first thing I did was apologize."

"Good." Lana raised her fists, her eyes were the same blazing blue of her sister. "And now it's time to repent."

Up in the box seats The Grand Philosopher sighed, and looked wistfully to The Empress of Karinina. "She's been hanging around your daughter for too long."

The empresses beamed, and turned to Gabe. "When any luck, you'll have two clerics by the end of this."

Gabe imagined the two of them, sharing in their morning prayers. Kissing and pleasuring themselves to his glory

Not a bad thought. "Dual classing Lana into a cleric would be very helpful, healing is always good. But maybe a paladin would be more useful, so her heal would go off her Charisma. Then again I don't even know all the class feats for both classes. And of course the morning prayer is exclusively a Northerner trait. Unless the cleric class has an equivalent..."

The two rulers sighed, and turned back towards the arena. Their Prince was much too scatter brained to focus on his devious thoughts for long.

Round 1

Lana's Initiative: (20) + 6 = 26

Hilda: (13) + 8 = 21

The audience groaned a nat twenty wasted on initiative!

Still Lana was going first, that was a huge boon for her.

She raised her bare hands into the air, and began to sway and move to some unheard music. To see her in action was to see art. Her movements were fluid, and precise. She had completely control over her body, whether it was from her snaking of her limbs, or to the rapid shaking of her hips. She was a marvel.

Charisma Attack

DC: 17

Wisdom Save: (10)+4 = 14

Failure

Hilda Takes 6 Will Damage

Hilda could feel herself getting drawn into the movements of this woman. She felt a stirring she hadn't known since the passing of her husband. "I can't deny that there is some appeal to this lewd display, but I won't fall victim to it!"

She charged forward, raising her bear claw in attack.

Gabe tilted his head. "Why isn't she raging? She'd do way more damage with her new cloak."

The Grand Philosopher took another puff of her Hookah. She too had interest in this match, and was reading her daughter's opponent carefully. "She's a smart girl. Raging takes a turn to activate. She knows she only has two turns left, so she can't waste a single one of them."

"It takes an action?" Gabe was mad from a game design standpoint. "That makes it useless in a one on one."

"Quite so." The Grand Philosopher smirked. "It grands health and damage resistance to make up for that wasted turn, but Lana's not attack her body. The elf desperatley needed to go first. She thought Lana would be an easy win, but in truth, She's the worse opponenet she could have drawn."

Hilda Attacks!

Attack: NATURAL ONE!

Critical Failure!

Lanna effortlessly spun out of the way of Hilda's attack and as she did she slapped the thin elf across her ass. "You'll never hit me avert your eyes from me at the last second!"

Round 2

Lana swayed and ran her hands through her hair. "Come on Hilda look at me, there's nothing disgusting about our bodies. They're beautiful, they're art! Why shouldn't I share them with the world?"

Charisma Attack

DC: 17

Wisdom Save: Natural Twenty! (What the fuck are these rolls?!?!)

CRITICAL SUCCESS!

Hilda Takes no damage

"Because of your pride!" Hilda charged forward. "Your body is beautiful! Do you really need strangers and lowlives who only want to exploit you telling you that? Wouldn't you rather share your art with those you love, and who apprecaite you?"

Hila went to sweep Lana quite literally off her feet.

Hilda Attacks

Attack: (13)+6 = 19

Lana's AC: 13

Success!

Lana Takes 5 damage.

Round 3

Lana hit the ground with a thud, but quickly took advantage of the position, and flashed the girl her pussy, as well as her tight blonde landing strip. "Don't confuse your insecurities with my own. Just because you don't apprecaite how I perform or present myself, doesn't mean the people who pay attention are taking advantage of me. I'm an artist, and I earn their attention!"

Charisma Attack

DC 17

Wisdom Save (8) +4 = 12

Failure!

Hilda takes 6 Will damage.

The elf stumbled back, her eyes now entranced by the tan beauty before her. She couldn't take her eyes off her curvers, her hair, those beautiful eyes, the way her lips transitioned from brown, to pink, to red. She shook her head, trying to brush off the tingle in her body as well. Her nipples felt heavenly rubbing against the fur of her cloaked. Her thighs felt wet, and her knees were weak.

Her lips felt dry. It was now or never! She wasn't sure she could resist this beauty for another moment. She ran forward and raised her agile foot above her head. "I'm sorry!"

Hilda Attack!

Attack: (2) + 6 = 8

Failure!

But again Hilda rolled out of the way, she now looked more comfortable than ever on the ground.

Round 4

Her kind was meant for lounging, and being pampered. She smiled, and stretched as Hilda pulled her foot out of the shattered stone tile she'd hit instead. "No need to be sorry." She rubbed her breast, as if she were casually adjusting the sleeve of her dress. "Just... kneel."

Charisma attack

DC: 17

Wisdom Save: (18)+4 =22

Success!

Hilda takes half damage

Hilda takes 3 will damage.

Hilda has 0 will.

The elf dropped to her knees. Her body quivered. "Y-your right. Your body is art, everyone should see it... and feel lucky for it."

Lana beamed. "That's right, and your the luckiest of all, because you get to see it every night. Isn't that right?"

"Y-yes so lucky. You're so beautiful." He hand tentativley reached down to her smooth sex.

Lana waved her hand. "Remove the cloak, the world deserves to see your beauty as well."

Hilda numbly fiddled with her fastenings. She couldn't take her eyes off Hilda so it was slow work, but eventually the pelt fell to the ground and expose Hilda to all the world.

The crowd murmured happily at the sight of the elf's thin sleek body. She looked like a doll, no spots, or scars, or any flaws at all. Just perfect unmarred beauty.

"Now listen well." Hilda pointed an accusing finger at Hilda. “The Merah sisters are done losing to you, do you understand?" She teared up. "I know I'm the loser of my family, I know I still live with our parents, but she's my little sister! I'm never going to let anything happen to her, do you understand?"

Hilda nodded, still utterly hypnotized by Lana and her beauty. "You win."

With that, Lana smiled, and picked up Hilda's cloak. She slung it over her shoulders, and strutted off stage. "Yes I do."