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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Celtavian" data-source="post: 479384" data-attributes="member: 5834">reAn Unwelcome Visit…    A few days had passed. Relkordd and Durl worked out a deal with Sev, the local high priest of the Temple of Tymora in Saerloon, to bring Helvyn back from the dead undiminished. The price was high, but not overly so. Relkordd and Durl readily agreed to pay it. They knew Helvyn’s full skill would be needed to successfully enter the Inner Phane of the Evil Temple.    After working out the deal with Sev, Durl and Relkordd returned to the suite at the Ruby Rose Inn. They found Dyanna sitting at a small wooden desk creating warding scrolls meant to defeat the magic of Hedrack and the other priests and wizards who served the Temple.     Dyanna looked up and smiled as the two men entered, “Hello. Did you make a deal with the Tymoran’s?”    Relkordd nodded.    Durl smiled, “Aye, we surely did. A fair price for the life of Helvyn. And how are you today Dyanna? You look like you haven’t eaten all day; allow me to send for a meal. I’m a might hungry myself, so it will be no bother”.    “I am hungry Durl, and I am a little tired. My work is done for the day. I probably need a nap, but I could certainly use a light supper as well. I think some stew and bread with a cup of mead would be nice”.     “Good then, I will fetch us some food and drink. All this deal making has made me hungry and I am always thirsty for good drink. Relkordd, my friend, what will ye have?”    Relkordd pondered for a few moments, “We should share a fine seven-course meal. That will suit our tastes better. We are wealthy; let us eat as the wealthy do. Durl, order us a feast.”     “Sounds good friend. I’ll be back shortly with a fine meal and some hardy drink.”    Durl left the room and made his way to the kitchen. Dyanna and Relkordd remained upstairs in the room.    Relkordd smiled at her. “You look tired, milady. You should rest until our meal arrives.” He cast a cantrip that massaged Dyanna’s neck.     The massage was soothing. Dyanna closed her eyes for a few moments and enjoyed the feeling. “That feels good Relkordd. I certainly could use a rest. My eyes are tired and my mind is weary.”     Dyanna rose from the desk and moved to the bedroom followed by Relkordd. She kicked off her soft-leather shoes and lay down in the comfortable bed. Relkordd sat down at a table not far from the bed. He usually watched over Dyanna while she slept. He had little need of sleep himself because of a magical ring he wore which sustained him. Dyanna and Relkordd briefly conversed about nothing of importance. Relkordd enjoyed her beauty as she lay upon the bed. This was how the two of them often spent time away from their current quest.    Durl returned to the room after ordering a fine feast including an ample supply of wine and mead and joined Relkordd and Dyanna in the bedroom. He pulled up a chair at the table and joined in the conversation. “So, what have ye been chatting about while I was away?” Durl inquired.    Dyanna lay comfortably on the bed while Relkordd’s spell massaged her body. Her eyes were half-open as she reached a state between wakefulness and sleep. “Nothing really, Durl.” She replied sleepily.Durl turned to Relkordd, “Well Relkordd, it seems the lass is tired. What’s on your….”Suddenly, an awful smell similar to burnt sulfur filled the air. Relkordd’s eyes opened wide in surprise. He stood up abruptly knocking his chair over. Durl didn’t need to be told that trouble just entered the room. The dwarf quickly stood and spun around blade ready in hand, but even he wasn’t prepared for what stood before them.An unwelcome visitor stood not more than a few paces from where they had been sitting. The visitor’s doglike head nearly touched the ceiling and its fierce blazing eyes surveyed the room as if searching for something. It had a huge, heavily muscled body at least the width of three men from which four arms protruded, two of which ended in insect like pincers. Nowhere in all their travels had they seen such a creature.“I seek the orb, the silver orb that resembles a human skull. Give it to me or I will rip your head from your shoulders to fashion a new one” the creature demanded, though it did not speak a word. The demand flowed into the minds all those present as forcefully as if the creature had roared it.Dyanna sat up like she had been splashed with cold water. Her jaw dropped as she looked upon the horrifying visitor that had entered their room unbidden. “By Kelemvor, what manner of creature is that?”    The creature waited for a response. It cared little for parley; its only purpose was to obtain the orb.Relkordd composed himself and gazed defiantly at the creature. He replied as he began to channel magical power through him, “You cannot have the orb. Be gone or face the wrath of the living storm. I will send you back to the hell from which you came for I do not fear you creature. I fear nothing.” Relkordd moved back towards the window before the creature could react. He canted as his hands wove a spell that caused a shield of force to appear in front of him. Relkordd prepared for spell battle with the demon.Dyanna hopped out of her bed. She was not prepared for this battle, not prepared at all. She had been writing scrolls all day and it had drained a portion of her magic. She moved to grab her magical sack, which held the orb, and make a hasty exit via teleport. She was confident that Relkordd and Durl would be able to handle this creature.The demon’s eyes shown with an unholy light as its gaze fell upon Dyanna. Waves of stunning force struck her mind dulling her wits and making her oblivious to her surroundings. Dyanna was stunned and helpless, and the demon turned his attentions to the dwarf and human man.Durl chanted a short song meant to hold the creature, but it had no effect. The creature’s resistance to mortal magics was too strong, but it was all he could do to try to stop this foul demon.A short series of magical exchanges took place as Relkordd, Durl, and the demon dueled. Relkordd managed to cast a spell of holding upon the demon which it quickly dispelled after enshrouding the room in darkness. Relkordd countered with a spell of light, but the demon had already succeeded at dispelling his holding spell. Durl continued to chant songs of holding and charm, but none proved effective against the foul creature.Dyanna momentarily regained her wits. She once again moved towards the bag, but the demon had already detected the magic upon it. ‘The bag must hold the orb’ ithe demon thought to itself. ‘That is why the woman moves towards it.’Its eyes flared again as another wave of stunning force struck Dyanna. Relkordd wove another spell and pointed a finger at the demon. A green ray sprung forth striking the demon. The ray did nothing and the demon grabbed the bag and disappeared. They had lost the orb and there was nothing they could do about it. After Dyanna regained her wits once again, she was horrified. “Hedrack must have sent that horrible creature. My bag…” She looked desperately around “My bag is gone and with it the orb and my prepared magic.”Relkordd wove a spell that would allow him to see invisible beings. He saw nothing. “The demon is gone. I see it nowhere. I do not see your bag either. It has been stolen.” Dyanna’s face was lined with worry. “We must recover my bag or be without our most potent healing and defensive magic. We cannot hope to stand against the forces of the Temple without such magic. What an evil day this has been… what a horribly evil day.”</blockquote>

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