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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Cerebral Paladin" data-source="post: 3576209" data-attributes="member: 3448">After nightfall, as we began to rein in our horses to make camp, another pack of those accursed skeletal wolves assaulted us.  This time, there were five of the creatures, and again they posed a substantial threat, although I would say that we would have prevailed unaided.  While my companions battled them with sword and spell, I summoned servants from the Hells of Lord Paranswarm to engage the undead.  Moments after my lemure arrived and I ordered it into battle, however, there was a clap of displaced air as another devil appeared.  She was perhaps six feet tall and looked for the most part like an extraordinarily beautiful human woman, with tiny horns, red eyes, leathery bat-like wings on her back, and a pointed tail.  She appeared to be naked, but with wisps of smoke concealing just enough of her body to make her even more alluring than if she were completely revealed.  I knew at once from looking at her that she was an erinyes and that she must have noticed me summoning a much lesser servitor of Lord Paranswarm and come to investigate.[What’s that you say?  Black leathery wings sounds more like a succubus than an erinyes, since erinyes typically have feathered wings?  And wouldn’t it make more sense for a demon to notice the summoning of a devil in the Shadowlands than a devil?  Well, yes.  Let this be a lesson about tactics in games with critical failures:  When you as a player have figured something out already, asking for a Knowledge check to confirm is a dubious choice, since you have a 5% chance of disaster.]The erinyes turned to address me, and I dropped to my knees out of respect for her lofty status.  I should have bowed my head and averted my eyes, as well, but I must confess that I could not stop myself from sneaking glances at her perfect form.  I asked, “How may I serve you, my lady?”In a mellifluous voice with a certain hardness to it that suggested anger, she said, “Don’t you think it is a little disrespectful to summon a devil here?”“No, my lady,” I replied.  “I have a license!”“Indeed?  Show me.”I drew forth the parchment with the seal of the Bishop and the Master of the Society of the Hands of Hell who had approved me as a diabolist.  “You see, my lady?  I am fully authorized to summon devils and other infernal creatures throughout Caldefor and its neighboring lands.”She looked over my license and nodded.  “I see.  Most interesting--I had not known that the SHH were active in Caldefor.”  She paused from our conversation and blasted the remaining two skeletal wolves out of existence with a wave of her hand.  “Thank you, Konrad, for your cooperation.  You may go about your business.  I will contact you shortly.”“Thank you, my lady.  I eagerly await the day and hope that I may be of service.”The erinyes smiled at that last and disappeared in a renewed blast of smoke.  As she had destroyed the last of our foes, I dismissed my remaining servitors, and we made camp.</blockquote>

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