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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Storminator" data-source="post: 4328964" data-attributes="member: 305">Tarn looks sidewise at the Lady Paladin, hoping her senses of good and evil might give a clue as to the nature of this new beast. He stays the hounds and his blade for the moment, ready to attack with both but unsure of what his target should be. These new fellows sure know how to cause a ruckus ..... TarnRoland also turns his eye to Kirenne, waiting for her lead.  If the knife seemed puny against a possessed Luthur.... He whispers a silent prayer to Areon that he be allowed to live long enough to see these new guys get eaten first. And if it looks like all is lost, he'll do everything in his power gut that imp with the knife.RolandDavin continues to rend the little devil. Then dashes its head and body upon the nearest rock or tree, completely oblivious to the surrounding turmoil.DavinArgus stumbles to his feet, wracked with pain. He shakes his head and looks around to assess the situation. "Well... not dead yet. That's a plus." he mutters to himself. Luthur is too far away to get to, but he throws a dagger at the zombie and casts True Strike. Without even looking to see if he hit, he stumbles before the dragon and says quietly "I did. Who's askin'?"ArgusI open my mind carefully to the essence of the dragon.KirenneWalter looks around, dazed and feeling mostly like he just jumped out of the pan and into the fire.  He scans the current situation for a potential way out, and waits.-WalterMost everyone stands stunned for a moment. Kirenne open her Godsight. Evil rolls off the dragon in waves, but even that evil is dwarfed by the dark miasma oozing from the rift. Kirenne closes the Godsight before the palpable evil makes her retch.Davin is beating the imp into the ground, ripping and shredding its resilient diabolic form. It lashes its barbed tail at the enraged Davin again and again, but those tiny scratches aren't going to save it. Argus snaps his dagger into Luthur's throat. The possessed body shambles forward anyway. Argus looks up at the massive dragon. "Oooooh," it purrs, "saucy! You cast the spell… tell me oh great and powerful sorcerer… now that you've Called who will come?" One massive paw flashes over Argus' head and pins the zombied Luthur to the sands. The dragon cocks its massive head to the side and grins, long tongue lolling between its teeth. It glances down and sees the book upended in the sand. With infinite delicacy it plucks up the book. "And what have we here?" it asks in amusement.A red light flares in the rift. A shadow stalks out. It's strange how different people can see such different things… Walter notices long, slim legs, tight stockings, a black leather bodice and knee-high <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /> me boots headed his way. Kirenne sees evil incarnate on the battlefield. Roland spots the bat wings, horns, and bloody scourge, albeit on a comely lass. Tarn notices the hulking demons behind her. Argus spares a quick look and recognizes one of the last great mages of Glimmergos… Widinow.The succubus murmurs "who used my little spell?"Actions?DM Out"Holy crap, Areon save us ...." Tarn continues to hold his blade and hounds at the ready ..... silently wishing a pox on this fool who unleashed such powers without a thought to even warn us...TarnRoland says his prayers and hopes for a quick death.Roland"Naught good has or will come from that rift." I say grimly. I move to stand with my friends. "Thank Areon we were here!"KirenneDavin continues to flail away at the Devil with all means, including his enchanted dagger.DavinArgus turns and ignores the dragon. "Widinow! You ancient slut!" he says as he focuses all his attention on the succubus. "Seems like we're both harder to get rid of than previously thought...". He muses on the insanity of the situation for a moment, and says "While I've got you here...You know any spells to bring my cousin's spirit out of what's left of the imp and put it back in the zombie? Of course, we'll have to fix the 'knife in the throat' thing, but that should be nothin' after a resurrection, eh?" What little is left of Argus's mind ponders that this smart ass attitude with things 100 times your size hasn't been working out so well lately, but, being something of a one trick pony, he sallies into the fray.ArgusRoland's eyes widen at Kirenne's brave words.  But he feels stirred to bravery, remembering that after all, he IS a hero back in his world, wherever that was... And then he hears Argus, and realizes that bravery and insanity are closely linked.  His brain threatens to implode, and he really would like to just go home and make a nice ugly clay vase on the wheel while mom bakes cookies out back... But that's pretty damn far away, Roland, and these demons are right here in your face. He turns to his old friend helplessly, "Good lord, Tarn, we've all gone insane.  What in Areon's name can we do?"RolandTarn mutters to Roland loud enough so that Kirenne and Mort can also hear, "These fellows are clearly mad my friends, lets hold our positions until we see how this insanity is going to play out."  There is no way in hell Tarn is going to be the first to attack either of these supremely powerful and evil beings without a direct order from Areon.... TarnRoland nods, and holds his ground.RolandTrusting my comrades, I focus on Victor. Now would bean excellent time for his strength and speed.KirenneWalter IMMEDIately begins hitting on the uber-hot demon chick that most certainly must (based on her current vector, and the simple fact that Walter IS the most interesting of the group) be seeking him out.  His attention is on her, and he remains only dimly aware of all else around him.   -Walter Walter saunters up to Widinow and puts his arm around her. She slips hers under his, grips his hip tightly and presses the length of her body up against him. Her long, spined tail wraps around his leg many times, barbing the pants of his leather armor. Widinow looks up at Argus while this happens. "The Librarian's whelp? Still alive? And causing trouble again…" Widinow surveys the little tableau. "Is that little imp mine?" she asks. "Yes mistress!" it shrieks between maulings. "Unhand my servant!" Widinow demands of the enraged Davin. There's a momentary silence, then the imp begins shrieking again. A bloody imp arm flies thru the air, landing at Widinow's feet. "Not … exactly … what I meant…" Widinow murmurs. "Well, I guess it's best to kill everyone." Widinow snaps her fingers and points one massive demon at Kirenne, Tarn and Roland, and points the other at Argus and Davin.The dragon, its face right above Widinow's for the discussion, has been cleverly moving its hindquarters back. The long sinuous body stretched while the head and forearms held perfectly still. Now it snaps back onto its haunches taking the book with it. With a sudden rush of wings the dragon takes flight. Widinow's leather whip snaps out and entangles the dragon's hind leg. The slim demon girl easily leashes the monstrous beast. She leans over and licks Walter's ear. "Let's take over the world, love," she whispers to him.The demons advance, fire rolling off them and scorching the ground. Fire blossoms in their outstretched hands, forming long swords. Darkness billows behind them like cloaks. Argus begins retreating before his demon, weighing the options. Davin looks up from the disemboweled, decapitated, amputated and crushed corpse of the imp and sees Argus backing his way.Kirenne whistles a command to Victor across the gulf of worlds. The faithful warhorse forms from the cold cloud and Kirenne leaps astride. Areon's Hounds advance towards the demon, flanking Victor. An enormous Presence fills Tarn, Roland and Kirenne's heads. "WE COME. DO NOT DESPAIR." Wheeling above the soon-to-be fray, the clouds begin to form into shapes. The dragon fights in vain against the tiny cord of Widinow's whip. Tiny black shapes slink out of the Rift and into the distance. Actions?DM Out</blockquote>

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