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<blockquote data-quote="steeldragons" data-source="post: 6360077" data-attributes="member: 92511"><p>Braddok charged forward, unsure of the current group's chances of defeating such a force, even if the succubus kept her distance, which the swordsman was sure Fen simply would not allow. He shouted orders as he went.</p><p></p><p>"Pyrnion, pepper the goblins. Leave the demon to Fen. Tri-aaaahhhhlaria watch the elf. Haelan...do what you do."</p><p></p><p>The team did, mostly, as instructed. Pyrnion's flawless aim with his short bow took down several goblin-pirates before they could clear half the cavern. His aerial agility easily keeping him safe from the few poor shots from some rear goblin crossbows.</p><p></p><p>Haelan invoked his goddess, taking little more than a thought at this point, to cause all of his allies' weapons to take on the amber glow of the Hill Mother's blessing...in case anyone needed to attack the demon directly.</p><p></p><p>Braddok's enchanted sword blazed with sapphire blue light and sliced through the vanguard of the charging goblins. Wielding the bastard sword as easily in his single hand, he managed to fell two before any of the goblins could even take a swing.</p><p></p><p>A hobgoblin charged the swordsman, utterly fearless in its fury, brandishing a wickedly serrated sword. The two traded minor blows, before the hobgoblin ripped his blade across Braddok's chest followed by a spray of blood. The wound was not severe, but bloodier than it looked from the sword's serrated edge. This was returned by Braddok, threefold and the hobgoblin's deeply cut body was a corpse before it hit the dirt. </p><p></p><p>Haelan bashed one goblin with his pinecone-headed mace. A second was knocked out with a fling of his returning shield. He took a jab from lucky strike from a dagger by another pirate-looking goblin, eye-patch and all.</p><p></p><p>The eye-patch goblin's face turned into a mask of surprise as one of Pyrnion's arrows sunk deeply into his back. </p><p></p><p>Another of the hobgoblin's had already fallen to other true shots from the zephari.</p><p></p><p>The few goblinoids remaining hesitated their assault. They looked, somewhat nervously, across the chamber at the nearly untouched adventurers. </p><p></p><p>"Stop them, fools!" Athrizz shouted with vicious determination. "The mistress will have your hides!" </p><p></p><p>Trihna, trying to make the sea elf understand she should stay behind her was shocked when the elf pulled away rose above her on/in a pillar of water from the cistern. </p><p></p><p></p><p>"[<em>something] evil [SOMEthing] female whale!</em>" the Karlostae shouted in obvious anger, without a hint of fear, toward the demoness.</p><p></p><p>The sea elf through her arms forward and water from the pillar shot out of the pillar of water beneath her. The blobs of water solidified into dagger-sized shards of ice as they flew at the succubus.</p><p></p><p>"She...can't be." Trihna marveled.</p><p></p><p>Athrizz snarled as three of the five ice-shards struck her. They melted and steamed away almost instantaneously. But the magical cold was still unpleasant for the wounded demon.</p><p></p><p>"Fish-blooded bitch!" the succubus hissed in retort. She couldn't respond to the attack. The mistress needed the stupid sea-nymph alive. She opted, instead, to disappear in a shimmer of heat.</p><p></p><p>Fen had taken his first moment to hurl a ball of flames into the goblin ranks. One had died from the burns while a second ran about in circles, screaming at the top of his green-lungs trying to bat out the flames that were consuming the red and white-striped bandana wrapped around his head. A third was chasing after him, trying to bat out the flames with his small mace. He succeeded, crushing the skull of his compatriot in the process.</p><p></p><p>The druid again whirled his sacred leaftip spear above his head. Ablaze with the green enchantments of his order, it became a blurring circle of blue flames at the end before Fen cut a swathe, hurling an arc of blue flames up at the space of air where Athrizz was fading from view.</p><p></p><p>The outline of blue faerie fire about the invisible succubus was only momentary before the demon's magical resistance brushed it aside. But it gave everyone a solid outline to work with for just a moment more.</p><p></p><p>A lightning bolt went streaking across the room, followed by a loud crack and low rumble of thunder...from the Staff of Azanna!? </p><p></p><p>In her weakened state, Athrizz felt the arcane onslaught of the electricity tear through her supernatural defenses. The membranes of her wings sizzled away like tissue in a flame. Her skin was scorched and smoldering. She cried out in agony as the icy fires of her native plane stabbed her through the ether to be wrenched, forcibly, out of the Orean plane of existence. She discorporated in a spectacular explosion of fire and brimstone smoke. </p><p></p><p>The heroes turned to look at Trihna with varying amounts of shock and appreciation.</p><p></p><p>Trihna's face was a mask of utter shock to see a hand grasping the staff along with hers, before an arm appeared that gave way to the rest of Alaria's form came into solid form and view next to her.</p><p></p><p>"Who's the bitch now?" Alaria said calmly.</p><p></p><p>The companions cheers were almost immediately silenced by another calm deep, yet feminine, voice.</p><p></p><p>"Who...indeed?"</p><p></p><p>The assembled goblinoids parted and bowed their heads. Some began to sneer and snarl in what sounded akin to laughter.</p><p></p><p>From behind them, strode their black-robed raven-haired mistress. Desaarthal stepped evenly into the chamber, her robes streaming out behind her like flowing waves of ink.</p><p></p><p>The company gripped weapons and steeled nerves even more tightly.</p><p></p><p>"You woke...me up." she said with a disapproving glower.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="steeldragons, post: 6360077, member: 92511"] Braddok charged forward, unsure of the current group's chances of defeating such a force, even if the succubus kept her distance, which the swordsman was sure Fen simply would not allow. He shouted orders as he went. "Pyrnion, pepper the goblins. Leave the demon to Fen. Tri-aaaahhhhlaria watch the elf. Haelan...do what you do." The team did, mostly, as instructed. Pyrnion's flawless aim with his short bow took down several goblin-pirates before they could clear half the cavern. His aerial agility easily keeping him safe from the few poor shots from some rear goblin crossbows. Haelan invoked his goddess, taking little more than a thought at this point, to cause all of his allies' weapons to take on the amber glow of the Hill Mother's blessing...in case anyone needed to attack the demon directly. Braddok's enchanted sword blazed with sapphire blue light and sliced through the vanguard of the charging goblins. Wielding the bastard sword as easily in his single hand, he managed to fell two before any of the goblins could even take a swing. A hobgoblin charged the swordsman, utterly fearless in its fury, brandishing a wickedly serrated sword. The two traded minor blows, before the hobgoblin ripped his blade across Braddok's chest followed by a spray of blood. The wound was not severe, but bloodier than it looked from the sword's serrated edge. This was returned by Braddok, threefold and the hobgoblin's deeply cut body was a corpse before it hit the dirt. Haelan bashed one goblin with his pinecone-headed mace. A second was knocked out with a fling of his returning shield. He took a jab from lucky strike from a dagger by another pirate-looking goblin, eye-patch and all. The eye-patch goblin's face turned into a mask of surprise as one of Pyrnion's arrows sunk deeply into his back. Another of the hobgoblin's had already fallen to other true shots from the zephari. The few goblinoids remaining hesitated their assault. They looked, somewhat nervously, across the chamber at the nearly untouched adventurers. "Stop them, fools!" Athrizz shouted with vicious determination. "The mistress will have your hides!" Trihna, trying to make the sea elf understand she should stay behind her was shocked when the elf pulled away rose above her on/in a pillar of water from the cistern. "[[I]something] evil [SOMEthing] female whale![/I]" the Karlostae shouted in obvious anger, without a hint of fear, toward the demoness. The sea elf through her arms forward and water from the pillar shot out of the pillar of water beneath her. The blobs of water solidified into dagger-sized shards of ice as they flew at the succubus. "She...can't be." Trihna marveled. Athrizz snarled as three of the five ice-shards struck her. They melted and steamed away almost instantaneously. But the magical cold was still unpleasant for the wounded demon. "Fish-blooded bitch!" the succubus hissed in retort. She couldn't respond to the attack. The mistress needed the stupid sea-nymph alive. She opted, instead, to disappear in a shimmer of heat. Fen had taken his first moment to hurl a ball of flames into the goblin ranks. One had died from the burns while a second ran about in circles, screaming at the top of his green-lungs trying to bat out the flames that were consuming the red and white-striped bandana wrapped around his head. A third was chasing after him, trying to bat out the flames with his small mace. He succeeded, crushing the skull of his compatriot in the process. The druid again whirled his sacred leaftip spear above his head. Ablaze with the green enchantments of his order, it became a blurring circle of blue flames at the end before Fen cut a swathe, hurling an arc of blue flames up at the space of air where Athrizz was fading from view. The outline of blue faerie fire about the invisible succubus was only momentary before the demon's magical resistance brushed it aside. But it gave everyone a solid outline to work with for just a moment more. A lightning bolt went streaking across the room, followed by a loud crack and low rumble of thunder...from the Staff of Azanna!? In her weakened state, Athrizz felt the arcane onslaught of the electricity tear through her supernatural defenses. The membranes of her wings sizzled away like tissue in a flame. Her skin was scorched and smoldering. She cried out in agony as the icy fires of her native plane stabbed her through the ether to be wrenched, forcibly, out of the Orean plane of existence. She discorporated in a spectacular explosion of fire and brimstone smoke. The heroes turned to look at Trihna with varying amounts of shock and appreciation. Trihna's face was a mask of utter shock to see a hand grasping the staff along with hers, before an arm appeared that gave way to the rest of Alaria's form came into solid form and view next to her. "Who's the bitch now?" Alaria said calmly. The companions cheers were almost immediately silenced by another calm deep, yet feminine, voice. "Who...indeed?" The assembled goblinoids parted and bowed their heads. Some began to sneer and snarl in what sounded akin to laughter. From behind them, strode their black-robed raven-haired mistress. Desaarthal stepped evenly into the chamber, her robes streaming out behind her like flowing waves of ink. The company gripped weapons and steeled nerves even more tightly. "You woke...me up." she said with a disapproving glower. [/QUOTE]
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