Heroes, Inc. Day 3+, Voyage to Sarkon

[DM_Matt]

"Drugs," Timrin says as he looks up at Fin and Dyria, "Could be drugs again. Could those weird feathered people have been fey?"

"Maggie's wounds are minor but she won't be waking up anytime soon. Alethia doesn't seem much better. We need to find some shelter until they recover. Perhaps those caves?", as he gestures to his left, "The fight will have to wait."

He looks to Fin, "How long will your storm hold them?"

Fin's storm will last between 8 hours and four days. It gets quite a bit more intense, but you eaisly find a large cave for shelter. Darkness has fallen. Is the plan to spend the night, let the wounded rest, and strike at them once everyone has recovered?

 

[frostrune]

Is the plan to spend the night, let the wounded rest, and strike at them once everyone has recovered?

OOC: Sounds good to me.

 

[Falkus]

OOC: Agreed

Dyria was standing close to Alethia, with an angry look on her face. There was nothing she could do to help her, Dyria had spent her life learning how to kill, not to cure.

 

[DM_Matt]

A few hours pass. Alethia stays prety much as she was, occasionally opening her ees but soon closing them again. Maggie seems to be waking up though, and she starts mumbling something.

 

[kirinke]

OOC:
The demon is probably in uber protective mode right now. Consider it to be a very cranky dire mother-hen. Hmm. Perhaps she could be picking up on the demon's past life through the link as it strengthens.

IC:
Alethia feels the drugs churn through her veins, the concusion giving her strange, uncomfortable dreams. At times they are terrifying.

 

[Hawkeye]

Noticing that none of the healers have taken any steps to help Altehia, Shando steps forward to examine her with his meager skills.

Heal +7

Hawkeye

 

[DM_Matt]

Noticing that none of the healers have taken any steps to help Altehia, Shando steps forward to examine her with his meager skills.

Heal +7

Hawkeye

There is not much to find. The feather guy hit her pretty hard and she has some bruises from hitting the ground. You think she is probably drugged as well. You can make her more comfortable, but there isnt much you can do on your own to help her.

 

[DM_Matt]

OOC:
The demon is probably in uber protective mode right now. Consider it to be a very cranky dire mother-hen. Hmm. Perhaps she could be picking up on the demon's past life through the link as it strengthens.

IC:
Alethia feels the drugs churn through her veins, the concussion giving her strange, uncomfortable dreams. At times they are terrifying.

[sblock]
Alethia gets lots of first-person flashes of herself on hellish battlefields, leading groups of demons against other demons, blowing them apart with magic and shredding them with claws. She cannot control her actions in these visions, but she can tell that her body is also demonic from what she can see of herself through her own eyes. "She" has red skin, claws, wings, and is very tall and broad.

She gets other visions of herself on the prime, summoned by cultists. She sees herself giving them commands, and sees burning towns with mutilated odies strewn about. She then sees herself stabbed in the chest by a holy knight.

The cycle of visions repeats itself over and over again, in the same pattern, tohugh with different details: she starts in Hell, fights battles there, is summoned/travels to the prime, schemes on the prime, is eventually defeated, reappears in Hell. Each time it repeats, the atrocities on the prime grow greater and greater, and a deep sadness creeps in. Somehow, "she" is consumed with emptyness and guilt, until one day, she sees the the cultists who kidnapped her summon the demon. She feels rage and guit and resentment as "she" closes and seals all the doors with a wave of her hand, Then sets to work on the cultists, shredding them with claws, ripping off limbs, lighting them on fire...
[/sblock]

(BTW, it IS a little odd that no one has bothered to use any magical healing. Timrin? Arundel?)

 

[kirinke]

[sblock]Alethia tries to scream as the visions rip through her. But nothing comes out. They are hers. Did she do them?

No... No. You are innocent of crime. Innocent of any atrocity. the voice soothes. It sounded sad, full of regret. I was bound to the temple idol for several thousand years in a diamond by a solar. You're ancestor. It added dryly. When the cultists came again, they tried to bind me to you, in an attempt to corrupt you and make me stronger as a kind of gift. But I was no longer the demon lord they knew. The solar had indeed defeated me for good. I was no longer an enemy of the light.

But the scar. She said, mind still swirling with the effects of the drugs.

Mine. And mine alone. I am still a demon, though not evil. It sounded even more guilty. I wish I could undo it, but I can't. No matter how good I become, I will still have that taint! she had the feeling that if it could, the voice would have demolished a wall by now in frustration and sheer guilt. And you will pay the price for my sins. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

ooc:
How much of this should she remember? Drugs and concussion aside, it should be pretty mixed up. [/sblock]

 

[DM_Matt]

[sblock]Alethia tries to scream as the visions rip through her. But nothing comes out. They are hers. Did she do them?

No... No. You are innocent of crime. Innocent of any atrocity. the voice soothes. It sounded sad, full of regret. I was bound to the temple idol for several thousand years in a diamond by a solar. You're ancestor. It added dryly. When the cultists came again, they tried to bind me to you, in an attempt to corrupt you and make me stronger as a kind of gift. But I was no longer the demon lord they knew. The solar had indeed defeated me for good. I was no longer an enemy of the light.

But the scar. She said, mind still swirling with the effects of the drugs.

Mine. And mine alone. I am still a demon, though not evil. It sounded even more guilty. I wish I could undo it, but I can't. No matter how good I become, I will still have that taint! she had the feeling that if it could, the voice would have demolished a wall by now in frustration and sheer guilt. And you will pay the price for my sins. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

ooc:
How much of this should she remember? Drugs and concussion aside, it should be pretty mixed up. [/sblock]

[sblock] She should remember the gist of it, but the details should be confused. [/sblock]