As Dorian charges forward his sheer size forces many of the demon's in his path away. As he brandishes his holy symbol aloft and wave after wave of divine energy blasts the fiends around him. Some of the demons turn and flee others turn upon their foes. It does not take much to make an unruly mob of chaotic monsters turn upon each other and soon a brawl has broken out. The militia follow him and soon demons are fighting men and other demons inside a deep swirling melee. His eyes on his target Dorian sees the Marlith trying to restore order decapitating several of the feuding Tanr'ri around it as he bares down upon him.
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Hasclaan open the doors in front of him and steps through he is not prepared for the sight he sees. He is outside there are trees that bare fruit an orchard and somewhere just out of sight the sound of a running stream. He does not have time to take this in though his view is taken up by a large hulking red winged figure wreathed in flames and covered in dark red scales.
"You were not who I was expecting, I was expecting the warlock, none the less you are here."
The Chalice Of Heironeous
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*Selebius
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"Greetings. I understand your disappointment but I know nothing about a warlock. However if you feel like looking for that one do not let me stop you."
He steps aside, as if the make some space for the fiend to get out but of course he just repositions himself to not have his back to the door anymore- and to whatever might get through.
"But I think this is not why you... we.. are here, is it? We both are aware what- no- who is hidden here. As you are still alone and I am still alive and you gave up the advantage of surprise I am of course curious what you want."
Someone knowing Hasclaan would feel how tense he is- being so close to a fiend that powerful is dangerous and he kows that he might not even be able to use his Time Stop spell to prepare himself should the creature get hostile. He looks around in the room, well aware that there might be illusions unvolved, powerful enough to fool him to to hide a lot of nastyness.
But he came so far and there is no way back now.
He steps aside, as if the make some space for the fiend to get out but of course he just repositions himself to not have his back to the door anymore- and to whatever might get through.
"But I think this is not why you... we.. are here, is it? We both are aware what- no- who is hidden here. As you are still alone and I am still alive and you gave up the advantage of surprise I am of course curious what you want."
Someone knowing Hasclaan would feel how tense he is- being so close to a fiend that powerful is dangerous and he kows that he might not even be able to use his Time Stop spell to prepare himself should the creature get hostile. He looks around in the room, well aware that there might be illusions unvolved, powerful enough to fool him to to hide a lot of nastyness.
But he came so far and there is no way back now.
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*Agony_Aunt
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Dorian shouts a challenge to the Marlith and approaches.
"6 swords eh? I think i can do a little better" Dorian casts Blade Barrier on himself.
Assuming the Marlith approaches and engages with Dorian, he will command any demons still under his control to break off from their current targets attack the Marlith at the same time.
"6 swords eh? I think i can do a little better" Dorian casts Blade Barrier on himself.
Assuming the Marlith approaches and engages with Dorian, he will command any demons still under his control to break off from their current targets attack the Marlith at the same time.
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*Midnight
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Hearing Dorian's challenge and then seeing the swirling barrier of blades that surrond him the Marlith stops at the middle distance and with a hiss the demon lashes out with its tail keeping the rest of its body away from the slashing wall of blades. As it does so the demons under Doriab's control, somewhere between fifteen and twenty he'd estimate rush at the monster. Six of them are dealt with in short order. For now though they make sure the beast is focussed on them and not Dorian. The lash of the snake like tail buffets of his armoutlr but fails to take hold and constrict him as it is pulled back to aid its owners balance.
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"That is what your here for then."
The fiend intones a single deep syllable the word filled with magic. Hasclaan feels his skin harden and grow heavy as if turning to stone. However he shrugd it off. The result seems to please the fiend. It laughs.
"Good they have sent someone of substance. The warlock evades me but at least I shall have some sport."
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"That is what your here for then."
The fiend intones a single deep syllable the word filled with magic. Hasclaan feels his skin harden and grow heavy as if turning to stone. However he shrugd it off. The result seems to please the fiend. It laughs.
"Good they have sent someone of substance. The warlock evades me but at least I shall have some sport."
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*Selebius
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The Necromancer does not waste any time now that battle has started and almost reflexively he answers with a quick, distracting attack, a large ghostly hand rushing the fiend, trying to push it back.
Then he calls upon the magic he held ready in his mind, twisting the flow of time to his advantage.
A sequence of spells follows, first displacing himself with a quick word of power, the strip of hide crumbling in his fingers as he already reaches for the diamond dust he needs for his next spell- the hand that held the leather now completing the gestures to trigger the spell.
While his skin seems to be covered by a thin layer of fast growing crystal he already shatters the silver mirror he needs for the next spell, the gestures and words look almost like a continuation of the last spell but he is surrounded by a swirling field of energy.
Then he reaches out for one of the upper planes, trying to call one of the guardinals to his side to fight this fiendish foe.
(( Concentration Check for Casting Defensively: 41; Quickened Spell Cast: Bigby's forceful hand, Spell cast: Time Stop. Roll on 1d4=3
1st Round: Spell Cast: Extended Displacement
2nd Round: Spell Cast: Stoneskin
3rd Round: Spell Cast: Spell Turning; roll in 1d4=3
4th Round: spell Cast: Summon Monster IX; Leonal ))
Then he calls upon the magic he held ready in his mind, twisting the flow of time to his advantage.
A sequence of spells follows, first displacing himself with a quick word of power, the strip of hide crumbling in his fingers as he already reaches for the diamond dust he needs for his next spell- the hand that held the leather now completing the gestures to trigger the spell.
While his skin seems to be covered by a thin layer of fast growing crystal he already shatters the silver mirror he needs for the next spell, the gestures and words look almost like a continuation of the last spell but he is surrounded by a swirling field of energy.
Then he reaches out for one of the upper planes, trying to call one of the guardinals to his side to fight this fiendish foe.
(( Concentration Check for Casting Defensively: 41; Quickened Spell Cast: Bigby's forceful hand, Spell cast: Time Stop. Roll on 1d4=3
1st Round: Spell Cast: Extended Displacement
2nd Round: Spell Cast: Stoneskin
3rd Round: Spell Cast: Spell Turning; roll in 1d4=3
4th Round: spell Cast: Summon Monster IX; Leonal ))
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*Agony_Aunt
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With a moment's respite, Dorian speaks a prayer (lit. Prayer spell), then steps forward and engages with the distracted Marlith.
If he can take down the local leader it should give the defenders the moral boost they need.
If he can take down the local leader it should give the defenders the moral boost they need.
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*Midnight
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Dorian's prayer takes effect bolstering his allies and hindering his enemies. As he charges head long toward the huge serpentine demon the wall of blades circling around him are met by a flurry of six blades from the Tnar'ri. One of them glances of his armour and then with the simultaneous flick of five wrists, five of the lesser demon's assailing the monster fall dead the nasty ichor that passes for their blood staining the already sodden ground. As Dooian charges forward he is so far able to land a blow of his own as he closes the distance and steps inside the creature's guard to attack it. His bastard sword swinging up ward his opponent shifting its weight to try t move out of the way the attack catching the creature on one of its many arms. It lets out a hiss of annoyance but it is only with great effort that Dooian can pierce the creatures skin. The swirling blades around him do slightly better though causing the creature to duck to one side one of them pierces its tail causing it to hiss loudly in pain. For now Dorian fairs well against it should it be able to turn its full attention to him however this may quickly change.
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Far away in Dis the fiend grins as it notices the shift in time take effect. The quickly loosed fist strikes the creature and causes it to flinch but has no real effect. Next to Hasclaan the lion shaped outsider materializes giving a bestial raw as it is confronted with something so base and evil as its opponent.
"If you wish to compare displays of magic then so be it."
The Fiend reaches skywards and utters a spell of its own the lightned sky darkens and there is a thundering sound as large rocks drop from it striking the earth and all who stand upon it.
//Reflex save please.
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Far away in Dis the fiend grins as it notices the shift in time take effect. The quickly loosed fist strikes the creature and causes it to flinch but has no real effect. Next to Hasclaan the lion shaped outsider materializes giving a bestial raw as it is confronted with something so base and evil as its opponent.
"If you wish to compare displays of magic then so be it."
The Fiend reaches skywards and utters a spell of its own the lightned sky darkens and there is a thundering sound as large rocks drop from it striking the earth and all who stand upon it.
//Reflex save please.
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*Agony_Aunt
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((Urk, too many things on my mind))
It was all or nothing really. He had already tried this tactic once in the tunnels earlier, and was lucky to escape with his life. But part of being a Doomguard was knowing that everything had to end sooner or later.
Disregarding defence, he launched himself forward, blade slashing down, directly to where he hoped the demon kept its heart, or at least something vital, between the breasts.
"All or nothing" he thought as he struck.
It was all or nothing really. He had already tried this tactic once in the tunnels earlier, and was lucky to escape with his life. But part of being a Doomguard was knowing that everything had to end sooner or later.
Disregarding defence, he launched himself forward, blade slashing down, directly to where he hoped the demon kept its heart, or at least something vital, between the breasts.
"All or nothing" he thought as he struck.