[GM] For at least a while longer.

He barely has time to catch his breath after his orgasm before the spasms begin again. This ooze moves with an agonizing slowness, inching out of him over the course of several breathless minutes. When it finally slides to the ground, slinking off into the storm without a trace of difficulty escaping the lamia's coils, his stomach lies trim and flat beneath his hands. Exhaustion sweeps over him as the pain subsides.

The lamia shifts her coiled tail, peering down at him through a small gap. "You ssstopped making ssso much noissse, are you alright? All finished?" She frowns with a concern that seems entirely genuine.

"Oh! You mussst be freezing. Here, you can borrow thisss." She shrugs off the shawl around her shoulders, reaching down and wrapping the exhausted elf in it as she lifts him up. "And I bet you're tired, too. I should have sssomething that will perk you right up..." She balances him easily against her hip with one arm, fingering the flasks secured to her bandolier.

After a moment she removes one, pulling out the stopper and pressing the flask into Krin's hands. "Here it isss! Drink up, you'll feel better. It'sss a potion of ressstoration. Brewed it mysssself."

Her tongue flicks out, long and snake-like. She watches the elf expectantly, waiting for him to drink. "Right, I didn't introducsse myssself! I'm Csseresss. I'm an alchemist. What'sss your name?"

[GM] The final ooze slips out of you. 1d20 (10) + LIB 3 + (3 × HRN 4) = 25 STIM and your HRN goes back up by 1.

[GM] The ordeal of giving birth drains 1 Stamina from you.

[GM] The lamia attempts to pick you up. 1d20 (18) + STR 5 = 23.

[P] 1d20 (8) + QUI 3 + HRN 5 = 16

[GM] She wraps you in her shawl and braces you against her hip, offering you a potion to restore your spent strength. Let's see, she'll roll KNOWLEDGE to remember which one is which... 2d20 (4, 5) + KNO 0 = 4