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Message: <blockquote data-quote="James McMurray" data-source="post: 268516" data-attributes="member: 743">Several of the hapless people still near the tome are crushed as a massive wall of golden scales burst forth and shoot skyward. The dragon shouts a cry of freedom in draconic and continues upwards, where it watches the unfolding scene below. Even its many years have not seen a sight such as this.People run screaming still, and those who look back release gut wrenching cries of terror and stare as a mummified corpse steps calmly from the book. It is slammed into by a demonic figure rushing to escape, and its fist slams out. The demon screams in terror and pain, and rapidly crumbles to dust. The mummy then begins to lay about itself with abandon, working out from the book, but slamming into every creature foolish or unlucky enough to get near it. The lucky ones crumble to dust moments after it strikes, while the unlucky drop to the ground, only to rise again moments later, desiccated corpses following the will of their new master.Almost simultaneously, a slithering, many-armed snake-woman wielding 6 different swords and another massive dragon (this one white) burst forth from the book. The Marilith is knocked off balance by the dragon’s bulk, giving it time to flee upwards. Then it sees the golden dragon. The smaller white turns to flee and the gold gives chase.Like pages turning in the wind, the slow progression of things coming from the book speeds up until people and other things are flying forth at breakneck speed.Several devils escape the tome, and they join together into a formation, where they defend themselves and begin a steady march away from the Tome. The humanoids they encounter quickly flee or die, but then they are slammed into by a trio of demons, intent on bringing the Blood Wars to the Prime.The Gold dragon barely dodges the assault of two other dragons who have escaped the tome, a black and a red. Seeing that it is not alone, the white also turns, and a massive battle begins to rage in the skies above.On the ground, creatures still pour forth. A tall froglike being covered entirely in white scales bursts forth and heads towards the party. With every few steps it unleashes a loud croak. Every time it does so, people near it die violently. Eyes leaps from their sockets, chest turn into writhing masses of tentacles, and blood vessels hemorrhage and burst. As it reaches the area near the group and sees that it has survived its croak, it shakes its arms and its hands fall off. The stumps rapidly grow new hands, while those on the ground turn cold and gray before rising up into smaller versions of itself, which also move towards the party.In another corner of the plain, a second group of devils has formed up. High above them, a large group of celestials, 12 total, begins to converge. The Planetar leading them shouts out orders and two of the celestials, an Avoral and a Trumpet Archon fade away, plane shifting for reinforcements. The rest divide into two strike teams and assault the second devil formation and a small group of demons that had been randomly slaughtering the humanoids around it.The flow of creatures begins to slow finally, and amidst the group of humans and demi-humans four overpowering voices can be heard calling out in a harsh and indecipherable language. These four figures see each other and hurtle into battle, their ancient Gith enmity overwhelming all thought of escape.As the flow slows to a trickle, a massive Balor demon flies out of the tome and into the sky, where it begins to scout the scene below it, intent on finding someone that can return it to its home. The last creature to come out sends the Balor demon flying to a far corner of the chaotic battlefield. A humanoid figure, well over 25’ tall stands above the tome, arms crossed, a massive war hammer at its side. Its full plate armor gleams in the morning sun and its voice cries out. “Artopak! I know you are here. Come meet your final death! The time of your divinity has passed, and there will be no escape!”At the sound of the voice, the mummified creature ceases its assault upon those creatures around it whose fear prevents them from fleeing and turns to the voice. It cries out in a voice older than the gods themselves. “I will have my soul back from you!” Unbelievably, the thing that had moved faster than any human could believe possible speeds up even more and orders the walking dead around it to attack. As it does, the entire group flings themselves towards the Titan.The Titan moves to meet them, and the last of the creatures in the tome breaks free. Another angelic figure flies skyward and hurtles towards a group of demons, followed quickly be an eight-headed hydra with the wings of a hawk and pure silver scales.Everywhere the sounds of terror and battle ring out, and the ground shakes from the force of the combatants’ magic.The furor stops moments later though, when the tome itself explodes into a thousand flaming shards. The last things to exit it are 7 man-sized balls of flame. The fireballs skitter and bounce through the ranks of people and fiends. Everyone and everything they touch bursts into flames, even the earth itself.A formation of devils, creatures normally immune to even the fires of Hell, is the target of one of these balls. It scatters as even these fiends catch fire and scream at their touch. Those few creatures who are not immediately destroyed by the flames collapse to the ground and writhe in agony for a while before they too fall still and burn to ash.The 7 orbs of fire shoot skyward, and hover hundreds of feet over the plain for a moment. In unison they fly even higher, until they are almost out of sight. A new constellation appears in the sky above Oerth, visible even during the bright morning sun.</blockquote>

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