Quest: Witchwood 2

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Tesarik One: Log On
Tesarik One: --start quest state--
Tesarik One: OH Quest: "Witchwood 2"
Tesarik One: Your leader is Pamela.
Tesarik One: If you have questions please IM me or one of the Moderators.
Tesarik One: Estimated time is 3 hours from when we begin.
Tesarik One: You can die on our adventures and there are consequences if you
die.
Tesarik One: Make sure your dossier is updated! If it's not on your dossier
you do not have it and this includes mundane gear.
Tesarik One: Remember when you first use something to tell me how you are
able to use it - after that you can merely state the numbers.
Tesarik One: Now state your info: Rank - Name - Class/Profession - Dice -
Hit Points - Defense DC - Healing Points if applicable. You will need to keep
up with your own self-healing points as they are used.
Tesarik One: ---end state---
Fiendish Arcane: Xharlion Dlardrageth , Sapphire Defender, 2d60, HP 47 , Def
DC 15, Self Healing Points 18 , Arcane/Mage/Support
scales change: Emerald Marshal
scales change: | Kythin
No True Form: (Nani Kane - Sapphire Marshal - Dice: 2d68 - HP: 40 - DC: 22 -
Rogue/Support/Combat - 18 Self Heal Points)
Lord Kissekatt: Lord Baldur Kiseekatt, 1st Baron Kissekatt, Noble/Combat,
Sapphire Defender, 2d60, 33 hp, def dc 15
Indrila: Indrila - Ruby Shield - 2d80 - 45hp - DC20 - Priestess
scales change: | 2d78 | HP: 44 : Def DC| 22 | Vindicator/Combat | 22
Self-Heal
Of Crimson Tides: [Scarletta Deveraux, Crystal Cadet, 2d24, HP: 12, DEF DC
13 -1 (Aggressive Flaw) = 12, Combat]
I Yield to None: (Rhyldrin Ken'rae, Topaz Marshal, 2D44, 22 HP, Def DC 18,
Combat/Fighter)
Tesarik One: Now roll init, add your QCK, subtract for armor if needed, give
me final.
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
OnlineHost: Indrila rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
OnlineHost: No True Form rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
scales change: [ wow. ]
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
OnlineHost: Lord Kissekatt rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
No True Form: (what the)
Lord Kissekatt: (lmao)
No True Form: (+12 = 13)
Tesarik One: (this is not a good omen)
scales change: [ +12 Quickness = 13. ]
Lord Kissekatt: +5 = 12)
OnlineHost: Fiendish Arcane rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
Indrila: 12
scales change: [ now THATS not a good omen. ]
Lord Kissekatt: (And I still don't get to go first. :( )
Fiendish Arcane: (3 + 5 = 8)
Of Crimson Tides: [nah rather get them botches out of the way now lol! 1 + 3
Quickness = 4]
scales change: [ Armor Mastery | No init penalty from heavy armor ]
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
No True Form: (its scary when the highest roll is a 7)
scales change: [ whats scary is when the enemy rolls 20s with max qck.. ]
Lord Kissekatt: (We're on Baldur's home turf, of course he gets the best
rolls)
I Yield to None: (+8 Qck - 5 Medium Armor = 3)
I Yield to None: (10 Total)
I Yield to None: (Sorry, looked at wrong roll, 6 Total)
Tesarik One: Hold while I build the SB.
Tesarik One: Nani 0/40 [22] || Kythin 0/44 [22] || Baldur 0/33 [15] ||
Indrila 0/45 [20] || Xharlion 0/47 [15] (0/18) || Rhyldrin 0/22 [18] ||
Scarletta 0/12 [12]
Tesarik One: Mistakes, please IM me.
Tesarik One: There's no one here that wasn't here Saturday right?
Tesarik One: Ok, that means I can do a very quick recap. The mission is to
find the caged demon and decide whether to release, or destroy the demon.
Cultists have built an altar over the demon's cage where they've been making
sacrifices for some
Tesarik One: time now in hopes of gaining some of the power of the demon.
It's affected the surrounding forest, especially on full or new moons.
They've been given the spell to open the "Maze" of trees to go right to the
glade in the center, but
Tesarik One: when they got there, twisted and corrupted adventurers from
ages past met them and fought to the death. With each splash of blood on the
altar they grew stronger, till the last one fell. They were looted, and now
stand in the glade
Tesarik One: before the stone altar (with carvings in Black Tongue & Runin)
seemingly alone. (Begin RP)
Lord Kissekatt: And well, all of this tension! He of course knew what he
wanted done about this demon, and as it was his homeland, anything else was
unacceptable. He was eyeing the others, mostly Kythin and Chuckles, when
there was a rustling
I Yield to None: -The drow adjusted his newly acquired armor, moving his
arms and body to get the feel for it. It was heavier than he was use to but
frankly he should be wearing pillows with the way he had been fighting.
Looking around he inhaled
I Yield to None: deeply and took in the surroundings once again now that the
fight was over and everyone had looted the corpses.- (Spot Check)
Lord Kissekatt: behind him, followed immediately by a very large, fluffy,
black and white cat tackling his legs. He stumbled forward and glanced down,
then tilted his head. "Mittens, what in the world are you doing here?" He
shouldered his bow,
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
I Yield to None: (+5 Alert = 17)
Lord Kissekatt: then leaned down and picked up the big fluffy cat, giving it
ear scritches and a nuzzle whilst it batted its white paws at his cheek, then
purred contentedly.
Indrila: Indrila took only a few things.. a potion and some rope, tucking
both into her pack. She then moved to the altar and knelt, looking along the
words that were carved upon it. Of all the languages she knew, Black Tongue
and Runin
Of Crimson Tides: ::The pirate lass had preoccupied herself with the task of
making good use of her newly acquired goods, hastily slipping into the
Mythral mail and helm without the slightest concern of whether or not anyone
saw something they
Indrila: were not them. But they'd been told the demon was caged beneath the
altar, so she was searching for any way to get beneath it.
No True Form: ~She turned some frowning her blades in her hand because she
had just threatened the lion dude, her eyes narrowed some then seeing the
lord guy loving on a big cat she couldnt help but blinking once,..ok that
was,..different.
No True Form: Shaking her head she turned and moved over to stand near the
ghost elf at this point she was the only one that Nani trusted~ (D)
Fiendish Arcane: ::Another swipe of his fingers through the blood that
stained the alter then glanced over towards Kythin smirking some before
glancing down towards the one that seemed to be heading this little
outting.:: Hmm so we let the knight
Tesarik One: Nothing new is noted with the Spot. The dead bodies have been
looted, there are still other bones and skeletons scattered around the glade,
and the path is still open through the trees.
Fiendish Arcane: fellow summon said demon then what play a game of chess?
::He smirked,..partially because he was already working on figuring out what
had been planned.:: *D
Lord Kissekatt: He even devlolved into quiet little murmurs with the cat,
giving some more scritches and pets before it hopped out of his arms, then
moved over towards Nani and Indrila, rubbing all up on their legs and
nuzzling. After the cat was
Indrila: "If the demon is caged, how do you think you will summon it?" That
just seemed logical to the ghost elf, and she nodded once to Nani when she
came closer to her. She rose, and folded her arms in front of her.
I Yield to None: "Each animal got stronger as he killed the others...." He
felt sure nothing else was immediately a threat and had looked back at them
when he began to speak. "I'm curious if that means the demon took back its
powers." A simply
Lord Kissekatt: let go, he looked over towards the constant smirker and
lifted a brow. "I was thinking kill it good and dead, myself." Although
really a game of chess with its banishment on the line would be perfectly
fine with him.
I Yield to None: observation only.-
Of Crimson Tides: shouldn't have! Shameless as ever, she would finally turn
her attentions to the bloody mess that had been made of the altar:: I say we
jus' sell th' beast ta th' highest bidder...if ther' be a way o' haulin' it
off...
I Yield to None: (*he = we)
scales change: Didn't take much in the way of smarts to recognize Xharlion
as an obstacle no matter his goal in this immediate task. Since even the
Fiendish Arcane: I have a feeling that there are some who have other plans
lain out,..::a faint shrug was given.::Course when you have its name that is
an easy task to take care of,..if it is the succubus's true name.
scales change: elf that couldn't shut his mouth hadn't sought to interrupt..
Kythin gave the altar a more thorugh look over. If they wanted a means to
summon the fiend.. then knowing such would be useful.. particularly after
'trying' to pull power
Tesarik One: There was a slight rumbling in the glade and the blood that had
spilled upon the altar began to spread, forming runes atop the stone altar
with the blood. Once the entire rune was formed, there was a peal of thunder
and then before
Tesarik One: them stood a tall, red silk garbed creature. It was difficult
to tell whether the creature was male or female, as it was very slender, with
long black hair and black eyes. Feet were bare, and it stood in a puddle of
blood near one
Tesarik One: of the dead bodies. In one hand was a heavy steel shield with a
super reflective surface they could all see themselves in, and a broadsword
sheathed on it's back. "So you come to brave the might of the demon Al
Basti?"
Fiendish Arcane: (Knowledge Check)
OnlineHost: Fiendish Arcane rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
Tesarik One: (what knowledge?)
Fiendish Arcane: (18 + 5 Knowledge: The Planes, +12 Intel)
scales change: from the demon. And why not.. if his theory panned out they'd
have a weakened demon at their mercy. or he'd suffer a horrible death. Tricky
.. these dealings with anything demonic. Naturally allowing the distraction
of the others to
Fiendish Arcane: (Or can swap to demonology which ever is more useful)
No True Form: ~As the cat came rubbing against her legs she looked down,
blinking she leaned down picking up the cat and moving some~ you better get
out of here kitty, dont want you hurt ~as she set the cat down she turned
slowly to face the
No True Form: demon.~ (D)
Fiendish Arcane: (Oh and Breadth of knowledge +5 = 40)
Lord Kissekatt: The cat gave Nani a nuzzling when he was picked up, but then
was sat down! He turned in place and looked at the supposed demon, ears
flattening, fur bristling, and a hiss emanating! Baldur didn't have much of a
different reaction,
OnlineHost: Razors Red Mist has entered the room.
Lord Kissekatt: though he didn't hiss. Just got an arrow ready.
OnlineHost: Razors Red Mist has left the room.
scales change: take up his attention led to.. now that was not one expected
when they thought of a succubus. A refreshing change of pace. No need to
ponder on the entity, far more interesting to ready a blade for cutting into
the androgynous fien
scales change: d.-d
I Yield to None: -Studying the demon he turned to watch the female molest
the cat before seeing its reaction. Cocking his head to the side while
looking back toward the demon the idea of launching the cat in the demon's
direction brougth a subtle
I Yield to None: smirk to his dark mouth.-
OnlineHost: ascending aria has left the room.
Lord Kissekatt: The cat was likely to launch itself at the demon in a moment
anyway. Certainly looked ready to pounce, but for now it was staying put.
Baldur spoke, though. "And are you the demon, or some sort of protector?"
Of Crimson Tides: ::notably jumped and even flinched a bit at the
thunderclap, even taking a step or two back before catching sight of the
demonic entity. Its apparent challenge and intent to fight was noted, though
considering her previous encounter
No True Form: ~Was not molesting the cat was protecting it, at least it
wasnt a mule.....ah hm....she shook her head some looking to Baldur then back
to the demon. Maybe he was right, was it gaurding something bigger badder,
and even if it was
Fiendish Arcane: ::He just watched silently then motioned Kythin on
forward,:;well go ahead .::His arms crossed over his chest then glanced
towards the archer before looking back over towards the shield and sword
weilder. Arms crossed over his ches.
No True Form: would it tell them?~ (D)
Of Crimson Tides: with that damned bear, jumping right in to meet his
challenge seemed like...a bad idea:: An' here I was expectin' some sort o'
gold fiddle er fun wager....
Fiendish Arcane: *Chest.::
Tesarik One: "I am the Guardian of the Demon. You must pass me before you
face the demon. Why are you worthy of braving the might of Al Basti, and
winning the treasures concealed beneath this altar?"
I Yield to None: "Treasure?" While probably a cliche conclusion, it was
always good to have confirmation of treasure.-
Tesarik One: The Guardian in red paused, glancing around the glade to the
bones and bodies of those that were here, then back to the group. "Why are
you better than these who have failed?"
Tesarik One: "Mounds of treasure."
I Yield to None: "When you say mounds...... are we talking, mounds or...
mooooounds?" He was actually having a conversation with this thing, how
interesting. He then pointed to the bodies. "They are dead, we aren't. That's
your answer." (d)
scales change: Curious.. a Guardian of the Demon.. protecting the demon
then? " Words do will prove nothing, Guardian. " -d
scales change: [ scratch out that do.. ha. ]
Lord Kissekatt: He wrinkled his nose at the statement that it was not the
actual demon. "I suppose if we must pass you to kill the bitch, so be it.
Mittens. Kill it."
Fiendish Arcane: ::He had to chuckle hearing the archer,:;of this is going
to be truely amusing to watch.
Lord Kissekatt: Mittens did not even hesitate for a fraction of a second,
charging forward, shifting right on into his human form, and going all
claw-crazy at the Guardian. (Skill: Patents of Nobility, Mittens taking
Baldur's place for combat.
Lord Kissekatt: DC 22, 44 hp)
Tesarik One: Added.
Lord Kissekatt: (Shall I roll a strike then?)
Tesarik One: Yes.
OnlineHost: Lord Kissekatt rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
Lord Kissekatt: (+12 quickness = 19)
No True Form: ~Ok,...who would have thought that something would have been
more interesting then the demon!!! Her jaw dropped...~ umm,..ok I feel a bit
sheepish. ~she muttered even as she was moving back slipping into the
shadows~ (D)
Tesarik One: Miss.
Fiendish Arcane: I give the feline only a few more breaths,::he tilted his
head some as he raised a hand pressing hair back tucking it behind his ear
with a smirk.::
Tesarik One: The Guardian shimmered into red energy, the attack missing. It
tsked and shook it's head. "So you wish to keep fighting. Then you will fight
to prove your worth." It's free hand rose, and bones began to rattle and
shake around
Lord Kissekatt: "Oh come now, Mittens, you can do better than that." He
sighed, put his bow away for now, and leaned against a tree to watch how this
unfolded.
Fiendish Arcane: ::He glanced over towards the archer,::idiot.
Tesarik One: them, the ground sunk in places, and skeletal twisted wolves
emerged. The closest one lunged upon Mittens, attemping to rip the cat-man
with it's skeletal claws.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Crit fail.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 6-sided die: 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Hit ally instead. So, hits Wolf 2.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 50-sided dice: 44 35
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 11 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 6-sided die: 6
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +7 = 24
Lord Kissekatt: Mittens was no longer a cat, but no less agile for it! He
just got right out of the way and laughed as the wolf hit another wolf
instead.
Tesarik One: Wolf 1 0/?? [13] || Nani 0/40 [22] || Wolf 2 24/?? [13] ||
Kythin 0/44 [22] || (Baldur 0/33 [15]) || Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45
[20] || Xharlion 0/47 [15] || Rhyldrin 0/22 [18] || Scarletta
Tesarik One: 0/12 [12]
Tesarik One: Nani-
No True Form: ~She tilted her head some watching the wolves, moving silently
she moved from the shadows katanas drown slashing acrossed wolf 1. Wolf
kabobs~ (Dual Wield - Dex Fighter)
OnlineHost: No True Form rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
Tesarik One: ~*~ No True Form scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
No True Form: (+12 quick = 24)
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: No True Form rolled 2 68-sided dice: 28 30
Tesarik One: ~*~ No True Form scored 7 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: No True Form rolled 1 8-sided die: 3
Tesarik One: ~*~ No True Form scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: No True Form rolled 1 8-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ No True Form scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
No True Form: (11+12 = 23)
Tesarik One: Wolf 1 23/?? [13] || Nani 0/40 [22] || Wolf 2 24/?? [13] ||
Kythin 0/44 [22] || (Baldur 0/33 [15]) || Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45
[20] || Xharlion 0/47 [15] || Rhyldrin 0/22 [18] || Scarletta
Tesarik One: 0/12 [12] || (Guardian 0/?? [20])
Tesarik One: Wolf 2-
Tesarik One: The pile of bones in the shape of a wolf snapped at Wolf 1 when
it was attacked, but then lunged for Nani, massive jaws biting hard on her
right thigh.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 7 - Miss
Tesarik One: Kythin-
scales change: Wolves. It sent .. wolves against them? Whether from the
insult of it or some cunning plan.. the Knight restored his weapons to their
sheathes for the time being. Not quite willing to put forth the whole of his
effort for this when
scales change: his eyes the Guardian not only insulted them with this
display but was toying with them. The only proper response to this was not
joining the fray.. instead the agitation found a better use.. for the
enruption of scales and the drai
scales change: n of color, the unpleasant sight of man becoming more
draconic in look.. even if the white scale half-breed look did not quite
match up with Kythin's human appearance. " Is this all you do to test us?
Wolves? .. This is
scales change: a paltry effort, Guardian. " [ Shapeshifting - White
Half-Dragon form ]
Tesarik One: The Guardian glanced over at the now-dragon and tilted it's
head, then a hand moved and yet another wolf skeleton rose from the ground.
"Any creature sacrificed at this altar is at my beck and call. If needed, I
will call every one
Tesarik One: of them. Then, you may tell me if it is a paltry effort."
Tesarik One: Wolf 1 23/?? [13] || Nani 0/40 [22] || Wolf 2 24/?? [13] ||
Kythin 0/44 [22] || (Baldur 0/33 [15]) || Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45
[20] || Xharlion 0/47 [15] || Rhyldrin 0/22 [18] || Scarletta
Tesarik One: 0/12 [12] || (Guardian 0/?? [20]) || Wolf 3 0/?? [13]
No True Form: ~She looked to the knight, she hissed softly, was he purposely
taunting it!~ (D)
Fiendish Arcane: ::He looked over seeing the shape shifting and gave a bark
of laughter,::you think to impress or intimidate one who has no doubt seen
the legions of Malbolge and been housed within the spinal towers? ::He just
had to shake his head.
Fiendish Arcane: ::Ridiculous! ::He looked to the newet wolf rising, his
head tilted.::
Tesarik One: Baldur - remain on sidelines, or enter?
scales change: Someone didn't know what intimidation looked like.. at all.
-d
Lord Kissekatt: (May as well enter now that I know I can haha)
Fiendish Arcane: ::Ohh he knew,..he just didnt find the young knight
intimidating.::
Tesarik One: Go for it.
Lord Kissekatt: Well while the Guardian was all chattering away with Kythin,
and summoning up more wolves, Baldur had decided to nock another arrow.
Tempting as it was to put it into Xharlion, he instead took aim at the
Guardian and loosed.
OnlineHost: Lord Kissekatt rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Tesarik One: ~*~ Lord Kissekatt scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Indrila: Indrila remained silent and contemplative, though she did draw her
weapon to hold defensively against these skeletons that were rising. She
wondered just how many and what sort of creatures had been killed on this
altar over the
Indrila: decades...how many could the Guardian call? She frowned.
Lord Kissekatt: (+10 int for Tactician's Sense, -2 for Beastly Instinct =
21)
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Lord Kissekatt rolled 2 60-sided dice: 33 21
Tesarik One: ~*~ Lord Kissekatt scored 6 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Lord Kissekatt rolled 2 6-sided dice: 6 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ Lord Kissekatt scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Lord Kissekatt: (14 + 5 quickness = 19)
Tesarik One: The Guardian quickly pulled it's shield over to cause the arrow
to fall away. "If you destroy me, you will never gain entrance to the demon."
(Fighters Defense - evade)
Tesarik One: Wolf 1 23/?? [13] || Nani 0/40 [22] || Wolf 2 24/?? [13] ||
Kythin 0/44 [22] || (Baldur 0/33 [15]) || Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45
[20] || Xharlion 0/47 [15] || Rhyldrin 0/22 [18] || Scarletta
Tesarik One: 0/12 [12] || (Guardian 0/?? [20]) || Wolf 3 0/?? [13]
Tesarik One: Mittens-
Lord Kissekatt: "And what's the alternative, we destroy every creature in
the forest that you summon up?" Still, he eyed Mittens and spoke in feral to
him, got a grunt of affirmation, and the Mittens moved in and attempted to
claw up the Guardian's
Lord Kissekatt: belly. Hopefully it wouldn't just die as soon as it got hit
with the order he'd just been given!
OnlineHost: Lord Kissekatt rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ Lord Kissekatt scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Lord Kissekatt: Or he'd miss again anyway.
Lord Kissekatt: (brb)
Tesarik One: The Guardian used it's shield to thrust Mittens away from it.
Tesarik One: Indrila-
Indrila: If the Guardian wanted to be cute and see how powerful they could
be, then Indrila would show it. She moved forward and began to chant in the
White Tongue, unsure of what that would mean in an area filled with magic in
the Black
Indrila: Tongue. But the Guardian was making undead, and she was going to
stop that nonsense. Her body began to glow like moonlight as it was not
suppressed any longer, and everyone would feel holy energy in waves coming
off of her, due to
Indrila: her connection with Kanesh, Mistress of Shadows (hey you could be
good and like shadows!) it's visual effect was tendrils of shadow that moved
out like mist upon the glade, hallowing the area. (Spell: Hallow. If
resistant, DC26.
Indrila: Upon blessing an area and causing it to become hallowed, undead
cannot be created in that area for the duration.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 21 - Fail
Lord Kissekatt: (back)
Tesarik One: The areas is hallowed for the duration of the spell. The
Guardian cannot create undead. This caused the Guardian to step forward,
narrowing black eyes down at the ghost elf. But it said nothing for now.
Tesarik One: Wolf 1 23/?? [13] || Nani 0/40 [22] || Wolf 2 24/?? [13] ||
Kythin 0/44 [22] || Baldur 0/33 [15] || Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45
[20] || Xharlion 0/47 [15] || Rhyldrin 0/22 [18] || Scarletta 0/12
Tesarik One: [12] || (Guardian 0/?? [20]) || Wolf 3 0/?? [13]
Tesarik One: Xharlion-
Tesarik One: (Duration 24hours btw)
Fiendish Arcane: ::Well he was just shaking his head,..that was till the
female went and had to get all magical and holy,..bleh goddamn priests,..more
to the point most the ones just attacking. When the consecration was complete
he hissed, his face
Fiendish Arcane: slightly scrunched up a moment as he coughed than spit out
a thick wad of phlem nad a little bit of his meal that he had before he had
came along on this outting. THe wave of dizzy and nautious feeling had him
shaking his head
Fiendish Arcane: turning to look to the guardian, another bit of vomit and
phlem spit out while the golden eyes tinged with a sickish green tint,::so
without you than we will not reach your mistress,:;he was tapping into his
own bloodline, the green
Fiendish Arcane: spread across the iris as he tapped into the demonic
bloodline to enhance his own combat capabilities if it came to fighting the
guardian or one of the heart members.::If it gives you more of a favorable
outlook towards those who
Fiendish Arcane: are not idiots in this group you can have the little knight
to be your bitch in exchange for our passage, I will throw in the archer as a
midnight snack.(Abyssal Might - Innate Spell +6 dice side strengthen)
Fiendish Arcane: *D
Tesarik One: Noted.
Tesarik One: Rhyl-
Lord Kissekatt: He lifted a brow at that little speech. "Sir Steelfang! I'm
starting to think it may be in our best interests to kill that one."
Tesarik One: The Guardian just stood there, looking down at them. "So, you
are not even a cohesive group, how will you face the demon if you cannot work
as a team?"
I Yield to None: -Oh hell, why not? He lifted up a stone and sent it hurling
toward Wolf 1 at such an angle that it bounced off and smacked into Wolf 2
(Ricochet).- "Stop wasting our time. Either try to beat us or give us your
mistress, either way,
I Yield to None: decide." (d)
Indrila: Indrila stepped back, looking between them all. The Guardian had a
point.
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
I Yield to None: (+8 = 19)
Lord Kissekatt: "It seems rather simple to me, guardian. We'll just have to
cut out the parts of the group that are not cohesive."
Tesarik One: "My mistress? You think I serve the demon?" The Guardian began
to laugh at that.
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 2 44-sided dice: 39 41
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 11 poynts damage ~*~
I Yield to None: (+8 = 19)
No True Form: ~She frowned sliding from the shadows~ do not judge us because
one idiot decided to speak out of turn! The rest of us work well
together....~she frowned then turned looking over to the lion guy then moved
over to him~ whose side are
No True Form: you on anyhow!! (D)
Tesarik One: Both of the wolves collapsed into bones.
Tesarik One: Nani 0/40 [22] || Kythin 0/44 [22] || Baldur 0/33 [15] ||
Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45 [20] || Xharlion 0/47 [15] || Rhyldrin 0/22
[18] || Scarletta 0/12 [12] || (Guardian 0/?? [20]) || Wolf 3
Tesarik One: 0/25 [13]
Tesarik One: Scarletta-
Of Crimson Tides: ::Treasure? Well, that was about all the convincing she
needed, as that smirk played upon her face. Granted, she would have preferred
to concoct some other less than honorable means of getting past him than a
straight up fight, but
I Yield to None: "Oh, I'm sure you are guarding it out of the goodness of
your own hear......" He stopped and looked toward the guardian before
narrowing his eyes and focusing.- (Spot Check)
Of Crimson Tides: it seemed everyone had been all too eager to draw blades,
cats and...whatever else they were throwing around. Instead of blatantly
engaging, she bothered to listen to all the banter amongst her group, hissing
in annoyance:: Yer a
I Yield to None: (*Correction, insight check)
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
I Yield to None: (no bonus)
Fiendish Arcane: ::He just looked towards the woman, brow arched,::is it not
it obvious? ::Yes that was the only explination he was going to give before
looking towards the Archer chuckling again,..ah he was to easy before looking
towards the
Fiendish Arcane: guardian once more.::
Of Crimson Tides: bunch o' blasted idiots! Playin' righ' inta his game, ya
are! Divide an' conquer! Mutiny, I say! ::she would finally just glance up to
the guardian at that:: I'm only her' fer th' pay ta guarantee my service. An'
if I ain't no match
Of Crimson Tides: fer ya er some demon, then what be the harm in lettin' me
pass? ::Yup, the pirate lass only gave a damn about whatever treasure was to
be had!:: [Bluff check]
Tesarik One: Roll your d20
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Tesarik One: ~*~ Of Crimson Tides scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Of Crimson Tides: [+2 Charisma, +5 Charlatan = 22]
Tesarik One: 16 - You win.
Tesarik One: The Guardian listened to the woman, and then gave a slight nod.
"Someone who simply tells what it is she wants. Come, stand beside me. I will
show you the demon and the treasure."
No True Form: ~She blinked at the pirate then shook her head sighing,
sheathing her blades she moved away, when she first joined the heart it had
seemed a good group, now everyone cared only about themselves. It was a sad
state of affairs.~ (D)
Tesarik One: The Guardian then looked out at the group, slowly blinking.
"Only those that can work as a team can follow us. If there are those in your
team that you do not trust, then glean them from the ranks." With that, it
placed it's free
Tesarik One: hand on the center of the altar and the blood surged towards
it's hand, pooling around it. There was a rumbling again, and the altar
seemed to crack in two, folding down into the ground on either side and
revealing stone stairs down
Tesarik One: into the ground. The Guardian motioned for Scarletta to move
down first. The final wolf fell into bones, leaving them to deal with each
other.
Tesarik One: Nani 0/40 [22] || Kythin 0/44 [22] || Baldur 0/33 [15] ||
Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45 [20] || Xharlion 0/47 [15] || Rhyldrin 0/22
[18] || Scarletta 0/12 [12] || (Guardian 0/?? [20])
Lord Kissekatt: Oh he'd said very clearly he was fighting the guardian to
get to the demon and kill it before sending Mittens after it! Surely that was
telling the guardian what he wanted. He spoke a short command to Mittens, who
opted to obey it
Fiendish Arcane: ::He smirked at that statement from the guardian and
chuckled,::oh I bet all fingers will be pointed my way,::he turned
motioning.;;Go right ahead,:;he gave a small grin arms crossing over his
chest.::
Lord Kissekatt: and not continue fighting the Guardian, moving over to
Baldur's side. The very pale-skinned, dark haired man was glaring daggers at
Xharlion though, particularly now that his blood was up!
Of Crimson Tides: ::merely nodded in response to the guardian, just barely
resisting the urge to shoot her 'allies' obscene taunts and gestures as she
proceeded ahead:: Much 'bliged, an' me thanks.
Fiendish Arcane: ::Seeing the daggers glared he raised a hand and simply
crooked his fingers with a smirk,::I might be eating smoked pussy cat when
you all return. ::There was a very dark grin spreading across his features
now.::
Tesarik One: It's voice echoed as it disappeared down the steps after
Scarletta, "Do not waste time. Follow as a team, or die at each other's
hands."
I Yield to None: -The drow looked around at the group before moving toward
the entrance. "Don't keep us waiting..." He called to the others. He was
looking for power, if that meant killing the demon then so be it.-
Tesarik One: I am going to go down the SB. If you wish to fight a fellow
teammate, you will be given opportunity. If you wish to follow the Guardian,
then do so when I call your name.
Tesarik One: Nani-
Tesarik One: Fight or follow?
No True Form: ~What use was it to fight anyone she turned sighing and
followed~ (D)
Tesarik One: Kythin - Fight or follow?
scales change: While Baldur made his suggestion to Xharlion's rather
unimpressive speech, Kythin occupied himself with.. not maiming the nearest
target. A rhythmic tapping of claws against the ruby and adamantine gauntlet.
" I trust that each of
scales change: us wishes to reach this demon.. no matter the individual
reasons behind it. Little else matters at this moment.. " In the next
though.. well talking Baldur into making Xharlion a pincushion didn't seem
difficult in his head. The Kn
scales change: ight would move on.. or attempt it at any rate. -d
Tesarik One: *Nani 0/40 [22] || *Kythin 0/44 [22] || Baldur 0/33 [15] ||
Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45 [20] || Xharlion 0/47 [15] || Rhyldrin 0/22
[18] || *Scarletta 0/12 [12] || *Guardian 0/?? [20]
Tesarik One: Baldur - Fight or follow?
Lord Kissekatt: Baldur unstrung his bow and tucked it into his quiver,
eyeing Xharlion as well. He then gave Mittens a pat on the shoulder and
whispered to him. Whatever he'd said, Mittens nodded, then poof. Back into
kitty form he went, to be
Lord Kissekatt: picked up by the noble and carried along towards the stairs
with some more scritchin. "If you'd be so kind as to watch my back, Sir
Steelfang, I'd be quite appreciative." Although watching his front would work
too. Either way he was
Lord Kissekatt: following.
Tesarik One: Indrila -
Indrila: Indrila shook her head, then gripped the hilt of her blade and
followed the others down into the underground area where apparently the demon
would be held. Right behind Baldur.
Lord Kissekatt: That was fine, he trusted Indrila at least enough to figure
she wouldn't backstab him!
Tesarik One: Xharlion?
Tesarik One: Xharlion and Rhyl were the only two left in the glade....what
would they do??
Fiendish Arcane: ::He had to chuckle at all the staring he was
recieving,:;sorry chap, I know I am handsome but my rivers do not flow that
way. ::He smirked again and turned watching the elf, a shrug of his shoulders
given as he turned following
I Yield to None: (follow, based on earlier post)
Tesarik One: Noted.
Fiendish Arcane: along. The grin still present on his face, but the hood of
that cloak was drawn up to conceal the upper portion of his face, fingertips
rubbed together some.::
Tesarik One: Nani 0/40 [22] || Kythin 0/44 [22] || Baldur 0/33 [15] ||
Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45 [20] || Xharlion 0/47 [15] || Rhyldrin 0/22
[18] || Scarletta 0/12 [12] || Guardian 0/?? [20]
Tesarik One: Down they all went, into a cavern lit with torches. It would be
a short tunnel before they all entered a larger cavern also lit with torches.
Tesarik One: In the very center of the cavern bound in four magical chains,
is a 5'8" woman, very well endowed, wearing a skimpy set of red leather
armor. Her hair is red and flows to her waist, her eyes are black
Tesarik One: and wide. Her lips are full. Even where they stand, they can
smell the pheromones that wash out from her body, a delightful cinnamon
scent. Her navel is pierced with a large ruby.
Indrila: She headed down into the tunnel, feeling herself move out of the
hallowed ground and into the evil aura no doubt of this place. Where was the
demon? Well, when she saw the chained female she figured that was the demon.
Due to the
Indrila: chains of course. And, someone had said it was a succubus. She held
her blade before her, and glanced to the Guardian and then to the others.
Of Crimson Tides: ::having led the pack down, Scarletta was getting them
golden glints in her eyes, not really caring for anything else but the
'promised' treasure and riches. Though as the woman was found ahead, it was
hard to tell if she was eyeing
Lord Kissekatt: And on they went into the demon room! "Well, good. It's even
conveniently chained up for us." Ought to make it easier to kill, now
oughtn't it? He did move aside to give Indrila a clear run at it, and set
Mittens down.
I Yield to None: -The drow moved down the stairs and then through the tunnel
before coming to a stop when the woman came into his view. Cocking his head
to the side and inhaling deeply he simply stood there in silence, other than
a slightly increase
I Yield to None: in his breathing.-
Of Crimson Tides: that sizeable ruby or the woman herself! [Appraise
check]::
Tesarik One: It would not take long for everyone to notice the piles of
treasure... Each stack covered in what looked like a translucent magical
"bubble". Each pile marked the cardinal points of concentric circles.
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ Of Crimson Tides scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Of Crimson Tides: [+1 Perception]
Of Crimson Tides: [12]
Fiendish Arcane: ::He moved forward and into the room. Ah, now see this was
like home, a slow grin was given before he spoke quietly in ghost elven to
the female wielding her sword,:: I would watch out for the knight,:: A small
grin given, a shrug
Fiendish Arcane: of his shoulders.::Just a friendly tip is all,::he looked
around towards the treasures lain out on the ground before his hand raised
stroking his chin then back to the succubus.::
scales change: Greed was one thing, the treasure.. the acquisition of a
literal horde.. a tempting thing especially for a dragon. But power was so
much more enticing.. potentially a source for making Xharlion's words a
legitmate warning. Lest hist
Tesarik One: The female opened her eyes and smiled as she saw the
adventurers, though upon seeing the Guardian, she growled. "What, have you
finally found allies to kill me, Guardian? They do not look all that powerful
to me." She began to look
No True Form: ~She had come down but stood off to the side silent. Her back
to a wall as far into any shadows as she could get herself her arms crossed
her lower body fingers on the hilts of her katanas but left them sheathedfor
the moment as
No True Form: she watched silently~ (D)
scales change: ory repeat itself. A sweep of steel-greys passed over the
piles of plainly protected treasures to the bound demon. The demons own words
proved enough to make his attention turn to the Guardian.. where-ever the
being was. Perhaps sai
scales change: d Guardian would even give an answer. -d
Tesarik One: at each person, appraising them. "I am Al Basti, the Crimson
Mother. Though you see me chained, I hold great power. Remove me from these
chains, and I will give you all power such as you cannot fathom. Even chained
they come and
Tesarik One: harness my power, what more power do I hold when I am not in
this .. .this place, kept from my true calling?" She smiled, focusing upon
Kythin as she breathed in deep, taking in his scent, then the drow. "Yesss, I
could give you all
Tesarik One: you ever dreamed of and more. What will you ask for, in
exchange for releasing me?" She now eyed them all.
Lord Kissekatt: "Oh, please. If you had that much power to begin with, you
would never have been chained up in the first place." He pulled his bow out
of the quiver and strung it up again, then got an arrow pulled out and
nocked. Mittens, of
Lord Kissekatt: course, got all bristly and hissed once again, this time at
the chained up demon.
Tesarik One: The Guardian spoke, "Your time will come to an end, Al Basti."
scales change: Had he not come by a entity spouting off similiar offerings..
in a far more arrogant way.. , asking that he give up his body to be a host..
, lacking that.. the demon's offer did come as much more appealing than
Sulaman's had.
I Yield to None: -He listened to Al Basti's words and cocked his head to the
side when she looked at him. Lifting an eyebrow he asked something.... odd...
"Who did chain you up Al Basti?" (d)
Tesarik One: "I am a power source. I am powerful, but not in all ways. I ...
am specific in my power. It was a moment of weakness that got me chained
here. They do not want me dead, they would lose my power."
Of Crimson Tides: ::had half a mind to just play snatch and grab with all
the loot to be found in this chamber, not really concerned with what was done
with the chained being. Instead, she brought up her earlier proposal:: I
still say we sell 'er off
Fiendish Arcane: ::He raised a hand tapping his chin, his eyes lowered to
the chains that bound her a small smirk was given.::
Of Crimson Tides: ta some brothel...'haps I can even find a buyer 'broad....
scales change: Immediate power.. or the oppurtunity to display a bit of
loyalty.. if only to the Baron among them. The only one worth bothering with
aside from the Demon.. and perhaps the Guardian. " And what of you Guardian..
certainly
Tesarik One: There were four big piles of loot. Gold, gems, magical items,
weapons, armor, etc. All in the bubbles. The demon saw the girl eyeing the
loot and grinned. "Or perhaps you are merely grave robbers, and have come for
the loot. Take
scales change: you possess an opinion beyond 'I must guard'.. in this
matter. " -d
Tesarik One: what you will. Take it all. Be careful of the .. covering."
Lord Kissekatt: Well if someone wanted to take loot and run, he'd just
report them as criminals to be apprehended for theft the next time they were
seen on Doxenian soil, that part was easy. "Indrila, are we going to kill
this thing or let it speak
Tesarik One: "I know how to weaken the bitch." The Guardian stated,
narrowing its dark eyes.
Lord Kissekatt: poison into everyone's ears all night?"
Tesarik One: "Unfortunately, we must release her to fight her. She is
protected while chained."
Indrila: She opened her mouth, as she swept her blade side to side, coming
up with some spells to fight this succubus with when Baldur spoke and was
about to answer when the Guardian spoke. Oh dear, who was telling the truth?
Was the
I Yield to None: "So..... we have to give her what she wants in order to
fight her?" He asked while turning back to the Guardian with another cock of
his head.-
scales change: " ... Hmm.. " The matter of the chains drew Kythin's gaze
over to the chains.. then the rest of the room. Including those strangely
arranged piles of treasure. [ Insight Check ]
Indrila: Guardian their ally, or the demons? She moved forward towards the
demon and then looked over at the Guardian. "And how will we weaken her?"
Tesarik One: Go for it.
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Lord Kissekatt: Well there was a very easy way to find out if the demon was
in fact protected while chained, but he'd wait to hear about this weakening
before he tried it. (brb)
Tesarik One: "Yes, but you must make a choice..."
scales change: [+2 Evil Brand = 21 ]
Tesarik One: "Destroy the treasure, and weaken her. Or release her and fight
her at whatever strength she will be when unloosed. I will assist you in
fighting her. But I cannot remove, destroy or otherwise touch the treasure.
That must come from
Tesarik One: someone other than I."
scales change: What struck his mind was not wholly likely to help them if he
kept silent on it. Pacing around a few of the piles.. he eyed the pattern..
but whatever special arrangement they were in did not prove all that
illuminating. What did
No True Form: ~If only Rhyss was here, but since he wasnt she would so
channel him~ we could blow the treasure up ~she muttered from the shadows she
crouched in.~ (D)
No True Form: *were not was ugh bad grammer
Indrila: Oh by the Six, they were going to have to destroy potential loot.
And powerful loot it seemed. She could do it, but could the others? She moved
around to each of the four bubbles, peering down at the treasure.
Fiendish Arcane: ;:He walked over examining the shackles before moving to
look over the piles, head tilted some.::
Tesarik One: The Guardian lies, it is angry it cannot have the treasure for
itself so it will have you destroy it so that none may have it. I say,
release me, and take all the treasure.
Tesarik One: " "*
Fiendish Arcane: (Knowledge check-Arcana)
OnlineHost: Fiendish Arcane rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
Tesarik One: ~*~ Fiendish Arcane scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: matter was his insight. But a little attention paid to the
demon's words seemed called for.. [ and more Insight checking.. ]
Fiendish Arcane: (12 + 12 Intel + 5 Knowledge + 5 Breadth of Knowledge = 34)
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: [ 19 ]
Of Crimson Tides: ::the notion of destroying the treasure immediately drew a
voice of protest from the lass:: O'er my dead timbers! I got us 'ere ta begin
wit' an' I want th' loot since I ain't got a tarnished spoon in me mouth!
::oh, she was
Of Crimson Tides: getting pissed, and wishing they had all cut each other to
ribbons outside!::
Fiendish Arcane: ::He turned and would tilt his head some,:;you know,:;he
tapped his chin,::hmm,..intresting. ::He would move around the succubus then
looked towards the guardian giving a slow grin.::And what would you have us
do? Destroy the piles
Tesarik One: "We must free her to fight her, but first destroy all the
treasure so she is weak." Of course, they could destroy SOME of the treasure
to weaken her, but the Guardian wasn't forthcoming with that.
Fiendish Arcane: then? Or add to them?
Lord Kissekatt: "If you want the loot so badly, you're perfectly welcome to
fight the unweakened demon along with us, pirate." He moved over to the
nearest pile of treasure, then, and considered how best to dispose of it.
Looting his own country
Lord Kissekatt: wasn't really something on his agenda, destroying it would
work just fine for him.
Tesarik One: "I would have you destroy the treasure. Then touch the chains
and will them gone, and they will be gone. Then we will all fight and destroy
this demon."
Tesarik One: Well it was protected in a bubble which had to be destroyed
first.
scales change: " Seems simple , greedy adventurers that we are.. destroy a
little treasure here and there.. and make off like kings when the demon is
destroyed.. " Well avarice was powerful. -d
I Yield to None: "Free her at full strength, it will be more fun for us that
way." He said in a low voice, his eyes once again on the succubis.-
Tesarik One: The demon used her finger to crook it towards Rhyldrin, trying
to get him to come closer to her. "Come here." (All You Can Think About -
Rhyl needs to make a willpower Save)
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: " What matters I suspect.. is destroying first.. pillage
later.. " -d
Fiendish Arcane: If that is what this group wishes then by all means go
right ahead,::he gave a small grin and would continue his pacing around the
succubus,;:of course,...releasing a fiend of this power from a mystical
prison would be intresting.
Tesarik One: (oops disregard that)
Tesarik One: DC21 Willpower
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: ChiIiChinchilIas has entered the room.
I Yield to None: (No bonuses)
OnlineHost: Indrila has left the room.
Tesarik One: You've failed. You are unable to think of much else than the
seducer (Al Basti). The image of the seducer will haunt your every waking
moment and you will see her in your dreams for the next 12 days. Anything
else seductive/charming
Tesarik One: she does against Rhyldrin during that time gets a -5 penalty to
all saves.
scales change: Well if no one else was going to consider doing something..
Kythin would make for one of those piles of treasure. Why? The intent was to
destroy something so the theory could be tested of course. -d
I Yield to None: -The drow's eyes narrowed a bit before his head cocked to
the side. He began to make his way toward her.-
Of Crimson Tides: Who said anythin' 'bout a fight, prissypants? What be the
harm in lettin' 'er go in 'change fer th' loot, long as she agrees ta go
bother someone else?
Tesarik One: "Yes, yes. Let me go, and you may have all the treasure. I will
leave this place."
Lord Kissekatt: "You're not very bright, are you? I'm thinking someone
doesn't know much about demons." He took aim at a cloak in the bubble he was
nearby, then sent an arrow right at it, hoping it'd just go right through the
bubble and the cloak
Fiendish Arcane: ::He gave a grin towards the pirate,::obviouslly you have
never had dealings with a succubus,::he sighed and shook his head before he
just grunted.::But I assume you all know what you are doing.
Lord Kissekatt: all in one fell swoop.
OnlineHost: ChiIiChinchilIas has left the room.
Tesarik One: There are 4 piles of treasure. You have to destroy a whole
piles, you can't just pick one or two items out (that won't weaken her enough
to make a difference). How you destroy the pile isn't an issue, merely let me
know if you are
Tesarik One: destroying a pile.
Tesarik One: whole pile*
Lord Kissekatt: Well then between him and Mittens they ought to be able to
shred up a whole pile.
Lord Kissekatt: And would, in fact, do so.
No True Form: and what do you suggest we do lion boy ~she muttered~ since
you appear to know demons better then anyone. ~Then well baldure and the
kitty boy was going crazy on one of the treasure and she blinked~ Ok well
least somthing is moving
No True Form: forward. (D)
Tesarik One: 3/4 Piles Left. Al Basti groans and tugs at her chains as she
feels power drain from her. "Nooo. Do not do this. Release me, and have the
treasure for yourself!"
I Yield to None: -Reaching out he took the succubus' chin into his grip
before raising her gaze toward his own. Turning his head to the other side he
simply stared down into her face.-
Tesarik One: The Guardian nodded approvingly.
scales change: Well that didn't seem to do much.. no matter.. all the more
reason to reach into that lovely red bag at his side. Elemental Fire for the
treasure horde! " ... Its said dragons may become Gods by devouring their
hordes.. this will
Fiendish Arcane: Yes release the prison and weaken it,::He walked over
leaning against one wall crossing his arms.::Well it seems we are going to
weaken the prison then work to kill her.
Tesarik One: She smiled at Rhyldrin as her head was turned his way, and gave
him a wink, and purred her words softly towards him.
scales change: have to do for now.. " [ Bag of Flame - 2 charges spent - ]
Lord Kissekatt: He lifted a brow at the Succubus's reaction, then nodded to
himself. "Well that seemed to work." A dead demon? Better than treasure to a
man with a steady flow of income. Assuming he wasn't stopped, him and his cat
would go all
Lord Kissekatt: evil kitties on another pile.
I Yield to None: -His words finally came after a half sneer formed on that
dark mouth upon hearing her words in his mind. "No female has ever controlled
me and not even a demon bitch will ever do so." Pushing her face away he spit
upon her head
Tesarik One: 2/4 Loot Piles left. The demon hissed after her whisper to
Rhyldrin, twisting and turning in the chains as if pained.
I Yield to None: before walking back toward the others. "Hurry up and
destroy the gold, this whore is going to burn." (d)
Tesarik One: "You will die first, fucker!" She'd still haunt him for 12
days, ha! He wouldn't be able to get her out of his mind. She twisted.
"Cowards!"
scales change: Onward to another pile.. no reason not to eviserate a little
more gold.. already devastated too much potential loot to go back. ...Good
thing his lineage carried their hordes on their person. -d
Lord Kissekatt: "Oh good, glad I'm not the only sensible one here." He'd
destroy all the damn treasure himself if he had to. Well..him and Mittens,
anyway. Oh look, it seemed Kythin was helping! Treasure treasure, destroy
all the treasure!
I Yield to None: -And what he will do to her in his mind would make her skin
crawl. A little twisted pleasure in his imagination would be fun.-
Tesarik One: The remaining piles of treasur were destroyed, and she screamed
out in pain and fell forward, as if drained of energy.
No True Form: ~She didnt dare get to close to the treasure and risk seeing
something shiney that might distract her so she stayed in the shadows
watching the lord guy, kitty and knight take care of things.` (D)
Tesarik One: "Now, release her." Said the Guardian. "Touch the chains and
will them gone."
OnlineHost: Indrila has entered the room.
scales change: A demon's treasure for a Kingdom it would seem.. in Kythin's
own mind at any rate. " ... She is not a very eloquent demon at all.. this is
disappointing banter. " Well least they could melt down the loot ... and make
a statue dedica
Indrila: She moved forward and touched the chains, releasing the demon with
her will. Then she stepped back, readying for a fight.
Lord Kissekatt: He nodded to Mittens and spoke Feral, and the cat turned
into a man once again. Baldur moved back away from the demon, since he was
better at range anyway. Though he certainly didn't intend to hesitate once
the chains were gone, no
scales change: ted to the heroes of this tale.. Baldur and Kythin. ... maybe
Indrila to.. chain-toucher that she was. -d
Lord Kissekatt: need to give her any time to get used to being freed, right?
So his plan was to have an arrow screaming for her head the second the chains
went poof.
Lord Kissekatt: He'd just leave it up to the DM whether something crazy
interrupted him!
Of Crimson Tides: ::The pirate lass had more or less lost any motivation she
had for being here as she watched all those goods destroyed for NO REASON AT
ALL!..at least in her mind:: Smug bastards, all o' ya...::and then she would
give another glance
Tesarik One: Ok, from destroying all the piles you lowered her Quickness by
4, her dice by 20 sides, and her hit points by 20 points.
Lord Kissekatt: That was absolutely worth it!
Of Crimson Tides: to that wailing woman, with the glint of ruby shining in
her eyes:: FINE. But th' ruby is mine!
Tesarik One: Roll for attack, Baldur.
OnlineHost: Lord Kissekatt rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ Lord Kissekatt scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Lord Kissekatt: (13)
Tesarik One: The arrow flew past her head, sinking into the cavern wall.
Miss.
Tesarik One: Guardian 0/?? [20] || Nani 0/40 [22] || Kythin 0/44 [22] ||
Baldur 0/33 [15] || Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45 [20] || Xharlion 0/47
[15] || Rhyldrin 0/22 [18] || Scarletta 0/12 [12] || Al Basti
Tesarik One: 0/?? [18]
Lord Kissekatt: He was distracted by that whining pirate, argh. "Settle
down, it's not as if you're not getting paid by the Heart for this." Not one
to be too fazed by a miss, he got another arrow ready.
Tesarik One: Guardian-
Tesarik One: As promised, the red robed guardian was going to fight the
demon. It lifted it's shield, then drew it's broadsword and moved in for the
weakened succubus, slashing across her body.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 29 - Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 75-sided dice: 36 44
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 11 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 6-sided die: 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: (Binding - 1d3 rounds the demon cannot teleport or move out of
this plane in any way)
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 3-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 1 round. (Dex Fighter) +10 = 23 dmg
Tesarik One: Studded Leather +8, Amulet of Defense (red choker) +5, Belly
Ring of Nat armor +3 = +16 DEF
Tesarik One: 7 dmg
Tesarik One: Guardian 0/?? [20] || Nani 0/40 [22] || Kythin 0/44 [22] ||
Baldur 0/33 [15] || Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45 [20] || Xharlion 0/47
[15] || Rhyldrin 0/22 [18] || Scarletta 0/12 [12] || Al Basti
Tesarik One: 7/?? [18]
Tesarik One: Nani-
Tesarik One: "If any have holy weapons.... " That seemed too logical that it
didn't even have to say it, but it did.
No True Form: ~Well finally something was happening, she moved forward the
katanas clearing the sheaths as she moved for the demon, she wished she had
holy weapons but well she would just have to do what she could as she slashed
the blades into
No True Form: the succubus~ ( Combat bonus/ Extra 1d)
OnlineHost: No True Form rolled 1 20-sided die: 10
Tesarik One: ~*~ No True Form scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
No True Form: (+12 = 22)
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: No True Form rolled 3 68-sided dice: 24 40 18
Tesarik One: ~*~ No True Form scored 9 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: No True Form rolled 1 8-sided die: 6
Tesarik One: ~*~ No True Form scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: No True Form rolled 1 8-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ No True Form scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
No True Form: (19+12 = 31)
Tesarik One: +16 DEF
Tesarik One: 15
Tesarik One: Guardian 0/?? [20] || Nani 0/40 [22] || Kythin 0/44 [22] ||
Baldur 0/33 [15] || Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45 [20] || Xharlion 0/47
[15] || Rhyldrin 0/22 [18] || Scarletta 0/12 [12] || Al Basti
Tesarik One: 22/?? [18]
Tesarik One: Kythin-
scales change: Having already agitated the fuck out of the demon like a
newly angry rattler.. , suddenly he felt increasingly Maddish.. the horror,
the only course of action was to get his claws into something demonic. Sights
set on the only logic
scales change: al target, Al Basti, the Knight took the unknightly approach
of trying to shred a woman to pieces. -d
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: [+12 Qck = 26 ]
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 2 78-sided dice: 26 6
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 3 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: [ lovely. ]
scales change: [ Eviserate - Unarmed General Tech (shapeshifting) - 2d10 ]
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 2 10-sided dice: 9 6
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: [+8 Str, +3 Divine Judgement = 29 ]
Tesarik One: +16 DEF = 13dmg
Tesarik One: Guardian 0/?? [20] || Nani 0/40 [22] || Kythin 0/44 [22] ||
Baldur 0/33 [15] || Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45 [20] || Xharlion 0/47
[15] || Rhyldrin 0/22 [18] || Scarletta 0/12 [12] || *Al Basti
Tesarik One: 35/?? [18]
Tesarik One: Baldur-
Lord Kissekatt: Well Indrila was on the same page as him regarding this
whole killing the demon thing, so he figured he'd see what she could do!
Perhaps she was better prepared than he was, since he'd just been here to
scout initially! "Indrila,
Lord Kissekatt: why don't you go ahead and have a stab at it?" He didn't
mean literally a stab, but she could do that if she wanted. (Reflective
Direction, giving turn to Indrila, 1 use remaining this fight)
Indrila: Indrila had that moonlit glow rolling off of her as she was given
opportunity to work her magic. A word in White Tongue fell from her lips, a
word that would inflict pain and damage upon the evil beast. (Spell: Holy
Word - Attack
Indrila: +16 dmg - DC26)
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 9 - Fail
OnlineHost: Indrila rolled 2 80-sided dice: 67 10
Tesarik One: ~*~ Indrila scored 11 poynts damage ~*~
Indrila: +36 = 47 - HOly dmg
Tesarik One: Holy dbl dmg.
Tesarik One: 94 dmg
Tesarik One: Holy fuck.
Lord Kissekatt: This was why he let ladies go first!
Tesarik One: Al Basti, the Crimson Mother, was released and weakened. For
several moments she stood there, taking the attacks upon her, but then she
began to take her true form, growing to a size of 8 feet, her
Tesarik One: skin turning a light red, her hair still that dark red color.
Black veined, red wings burst from her back and claws grow on her fingers and
toes. Her armor shifted in the new form. The ruby didn't look
Tesarik One: so big on her in this form. Little did she know the damned
ghost elf could attack in such a way, before she was even able to do
anything! The holy attack made her screech and scream, she flew upwards
Tesarik One: towards the ceiling of the cavern and then spiralled down,
landing on her back, her once red flesh burning like she'd been covered in
acid.
Tesarik One: (Spot Check Everyone)
OnlineHost: Lord Kissekatt rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ Lord Kissekatt scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Lord Kissekatt: (10)
OnlineHost: No True Form rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Tesarik One: ~*~ No True Form scored 2 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
No True Form: (22)
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ Of Crimson Tides scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
I Yield to None: (+5 = 10)
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: [+5 Hawk Eyes = 16 ]
Of Crimson Tides: [+1 Perception = 12]
OnlineHost: Indrila rolled 1 20-sided die: 10
Tesarik One: ~*~ Indrila scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Indrila: 19
OnlineHost: Fiendish Arcane rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
Tesarik One: ~*~ Fiendish Arcane scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 15 +.... notice that the "Crimson Mother's" stomach is
churning, there is something inside of her moving.
Tesarik One: ^v^ 7/17/2013 12:01:52 AM ^v^
Fiendish Arcane: (Yup not 15 but anyhow)
Indrila: "By the shadows of Kanesh...." she murmured as she spotted the
demon's stomach moving and looking like something was inside. Well, they did
say she was a Mother. She knelt beside the burned body, and reached out to
touch her belly,
Indrila: and feel around it to see if she could tell what it was.
Lord Kissekatt: All he noticed was that Indrila had blasted her good.
Although when she called attention to it by kneeling down and touching the
belly, a brow lifted. "Clearly we still have work to do."
Tesarik One: "No! No! Kill them!" Kill them? What was ... them? Oh they'd
find out soon. Because as soon as Indrila began pushing around on the belly,
the babies inside the Crimson Mother's womb began to birth themselves. Blood,
gore, and small
I Yield to None: -The drow was disappointed he didn't get to slap around the
bitch who tried to take him over but he wouldn't lose sleep over it. At least
not over not getting a punch in. He had tilted his head at seeing Indrila's
actions and then
I Yield to None: looked to the exploding stomach.-
Tesarik One: winged demons began to emerge from between the bitch's legs,
spiralling upwards as they stretched wet wings and attempted to find a way
out.
scales change: " ... You'll lose a hand like that. " Kythin expected that to
be prophetic honestly.. and certainly he didn't disagree with Baldur in
this.. and by the sound of it the Guardian. " Best to end this now.. " Pity
they were flying.. mak
Tesarik One: Xharlion- There are five babies flying.
scales change: ing this Baldur's area of expertise. -d
Lord Kissekatt: (o.o)
Lord Kissekatt: (You skipped Mittens and yourself lol)
Fiendish Arcane: (LOL Yeah)
Tesarik One: (Oops)
Tesarik One: Mittens-
Tesarik One: (Forgot you gave me your turn. Sorry)
Lord Kissekatt: Mittens was a cat, of course, even if he was in a man form
at the moment. Chasing down flying things, swatting and eviscerating was what
he was all about. Which of course was why it was also Baldur's area of
expertise, since he had
Lord Kissekatt: a bow and cat instincts...but for now, Mittens was trying to
snatch one out of the air and rip it to bits!
OnlineHost: Lord Kissekatt rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ Lord Kissekatt scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Lord Kissekatt: Damnit Mittens!
Lord Kissekatt: (14)
Tesarik One: Hit
Lord Kissekatt: Well apparently he juuust managed to snag one! Claws went to
work.
OnlineHost: Lord Kissekatt rolled 2 60-sided dice: 7 16
Tesarik One: ~*~ Lord Kissekatt scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Lord Kissekatt rolled 2 4-sided dice: 4 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Lord Kissekatt scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
No True Form: Poor mittens getting cussed out ~she muttered,..she liked the
kitty,..even if he was an odd man sometimes,.but that was amusing
too,..though hard to keep that in mind with the baby demons flapping around~
(D)
OnlineHost: Lord Kissekatt rolled 2 10-sided dice: 8 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ Lord Kissekatt scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Lord Kissekatt: (1 + 5 for claw strike, +16 for Eviscerate, +12 for
dexterous fighter, +5 for Brawler bonus = 39)
Lord Kissekatt: He only thought the cussing since he thought Mittens was
going to miss! As it turns out, not so much.
Tesarik One: The little thing got ripped to shreds.
Tesarik One: Guardian 0/?? [20] || Nani 0/40 [22] || Kythin 0/44 [22] ||
Baldur 0/33 [15] || Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45 [20] || Xharlion 0/47
[15] || Rhyldrin 0/22 [18] || Scarletta 0/12 [12] || Baby 2 0/??
Tesarik One: || Baby 3 0/?? || Baby 4 0/?? || Baby 5 0/?? [10]
Tesarik One: Indrila-
Lord Kissekatt: He'd carry what was left over to Nani and set it at her
feet.
No True Form: ~She blinked then oo'd and awed over the gift!~ what a
wonderful kitty bringing me a gift! (D)
Lord Kissekatt: He being Mittens there, not Baldur. Mittens was just being a
mean cat and implying that Nani didn't know how to hunt, ha!
Indrila: She slashed out at one of the little demons with her (Holy) blade,
jumping up if needed to hit one before they headed down the passage and
escaped.
OnlineHost: Indrila rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Tesarik One: ~*~ Indrila scored 2 poynts damage ~*~
Indrila: Crit hit!
OnlineHost: Indrila rolled 2 80-sided dice: 15 16
Tesarik One: ~*~ Indrila scored 2 poynts damage ~*~
Indrila: Ha.
OnlineHost: Indrila rolled 2 6-sided dice: 4 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ Indrila scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Indrila: +10 = 23 x 2 for holy = 46
Tesarik One: Another demon was destroyed.
Tesarik One: Guardian 0/?? [20] || Nani 0/40 [22] || Kythin 0/44 [22] ||
Baldur 0/33 [15] || Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45 [20] || Xharlion 0/47
[15] || Rhyldrin 0/22 [18] || Scarletta 0/12 [12] || Baby 3 0/??
Tesarik One: || Baby 4 0/?? || Baby 5 0/?? [10]
Tesarik One: Xharlion-
Fiendish Arcane: ::He looked between the little flying babies then would
hold his hand up, not fire nor lighting but he conjured a bolt of ice to fly
at one of the flying buggers.::
Fiendish Arcane: (4)
No True Form: ~Ha,..well she was praising him anywas even if that was what
he thought, petting his head,..wait,..um the head on his shoulders, since he
had brought the thing over like that she still saw him as kitty-ish even in
that form~ (D)
OnlineHost: Fiendish Arcane rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Tesarik One: ~*~ Fiendish Arcane scored 2 poynts damage ~*~
Fiendish Arcane: (20 + 12 = 32)
Tesarik One: Crit hit!
OnlineHost: Fiendish Arcane rolled 2 60-sided dice: 38 45
Tesarik One: ~*~ Fiendish Arcane scored 12 poynts damage ~*~D
Fiendish Arcane: (12 + 12 Intel + 5 Surge of Power + 5 Arcane Sleeve = 34 +
crit duble 68)
Tesarik One: It's dead.
Tesarik One: Guardian 0/?? [20] || Nani 0/40 [22] || Kythin 0/44 [22] ||
Baldur 0/33 [15] || Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45 [20] || Xharlion 0/47
[15] || Rhyldrin 0/22 [18] || Scarletta 0/12 [12] || Baby 4 0/??
Tesarik One: || Baby 5 0/?? [10]
Tesarik One: Rhyldrin-
I Yield to None: -Watching the fireworks of blood and innards the drow
simply took out his dagger and sent it hurling at the 5th baby.-
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 20-sided die: 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
I Yield to None: (+8 = 16)
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 2 44-sided dice: 38 26
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 8 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Dead.
Tesarik One: You don't have to add up the other stuff, it's dead lol.
Tesarik One: Guardian 0/?? [20] || Nani 0/40 [22] || Kythin 0/44 [22] ||
Baldur 0/33 [15] || Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45 [20] || Xharlion 0/47
[15] || Rhyldrin 0/22 [18] || Scarletta 0/12 [12] || Baby 4 0/??
I Yield to None: (-Salutes-)
Tesarik One: Scarletta - One left!
Of Crimson Tides: ::resisting the urge to dive into the gory mess of the
dead demon mother to steal that ruby, she would nearly gag in disgust at the
spawn trying to flee. Fetching up the bit of fishnet in her backpack, she
would chase after the
Of Crimson Tides: creature, swiping her longsword towards it with one hand,
and throwing the net to hopefully at least stop, if not kill it [Dirty
Trickster]::
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ Of Crimson Tides scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Of Crimson Tides: [+3 Quickness = 8]
Tesarik One: Miss!
Tesarik One: Baby 4 is getting away! Unless anyone has a skill that will
stop it!
Tesarik One: Going once....
I Yield to None: -A stone was sent in its direction.-
Lord Kissekatt: Just has a bow. :(
I Yield to None: (oh wait)
Tesarik One: Going twice...
I Yield to None: (No Way Out)
Fiendish Arcane: (Can it be blasted)
Of Crimson Tides: Quick li'l rat bastard....::she would mutter as the thing
evaded her grasp::
Tesarik One: Rhyldrin, you may attempt to stop it with an attack.
Lord Kissekatt: (No Way Out, yay!)
I Yield to None: -Took off after the rat bastard and leap into the air,
trying to slash it in three with his heavy claws and putting some extra
effort into it - Class Bonus +1D-
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
I Yield to None: (+8 = 21)
Tesarik One: Hit!
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 3 44-sided dice: 34 9 39
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 9 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Got it! Dead!
Tesarik One: Guardian 0/?? [20] || Nani 0/40 [22] || Kythin 0/44 [22] ||
Baldur 0/33 [15] || Mittens 0/44 [22] || Indrila 0/45 [20] || Xharlion 0/47
[15] || Rhyldrin 0/22 [18] || Scarletta 0/12 [12]
I Yield to None: (-.-;)
I Yield to None: (WOMAN! I want my rolls!)
Tesarik One: --end combat--
Tesarik One: (Roll!)
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 6-sided die: 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Lord Kissekatt: (lol)
I Yield to None: (+2 +3 = 5 = 16)
I Yield to None: (thank you!)
Tesarik One: Dead. Very, very dead.
Lord Kissekatt: "Well, that was well done, everyone." (And so I don't forget
before the log's off, I forgot to claim Midas Touch for double gold when we
started!)
Tesarik One: The Guardian looked pleased, and it's body began to fade away
as if it were dust being blown away. "You have done well, thank you." The
Guardian points over into a darkened corner, and a torch lights up in that
corner, showing a
Tesarik One: large box with a lock on it. As the Guardian drifts away into
dust, a bronze key drops and is left where it once stood.
No True Form: ~Nani actually was sitting there trying to talk mittens into
going into kitty form so she could cuddle him,..course,..hopefully no one
noticed with all the flying rats running around trying to be caught~ (D)
scales change: Well that was nice.. mystery chest with the key provided..
and all for them..except the pirate.. she wanted onloy that ruby after all.
More for them. -d
Lord Kissekatt: Mittens didn't even notice, his gaze was locked on the
flying things. Although the idea of chasing them around made him want to go
kitty form anyway, since he was more limber. So he did! Though the last of
them was dead before he
Indrila: She breathed deeply, never had her magic worked so well, and
inwardly she was pleased even if a smile was not upon her lips. She watched
the Guardian, then turned to look towards the corner when the creature
pointed. As the
Lord Kissekatt: could pounce! So he rubbed up against Nani's legs and
purred.
Indrila: key dropped, she moved forward and picked it up, then headed over
towards the chest. She wasted no time in pushing the key in and unlocking it,
to see what was inside.
Fiendish Arcane: ::Watching the feamel he turned moving over and would
glance in the chest himself. Curiosity was a bad thing.::
No True Form: ~YAY,..Nani was thrilled and she lifted the long haired cat
into her arms nuzzeling her face into its fur,..yeah she was semi ok with the
frightening human form but no way would she nuzzle that form NO WAY~ (D)
Tesarik One: Treasure! It was a store of treasure, that would be used when
the present loot (well they destroyed it all) would lose it's power. It was
like a pile of firewood, waiting to be thrown on the fire, but loot!!
Tesarik One: You all have completed this mission. You all will be sent a
loot list in a moment, and you may pick one item from the first list, and one
item from the second list. Feel free to give me second and third choices in
case someone gets
Tesarik One: to something first. First come first served, sending now! --
QUEST OVER-- (You may still rp)
Tesarik One: Log Off.