LE Medium outsider ( evil, extraplanar, fire, lawful)
Init +5; Senses darkvision 60 ft., scent; Perception +7
DEFENSE
AC 16, touch 11, flat-footed 15 (+1 Dex, +5 natural)
hp 30(#1)/ 30(#2) / 30(#3) _ (4d10+8)
Fort +6, Ref +5, Will +1
Immune fire
Weaknesses vulnerability to cold
OFFENSE
Speed 40 ft.
Melee bite +5 (1d8+1 plus 1d6 fire)
Special Attacks breath weapon (10-ft. cone, once every 2d4 rounds, 2d6 fire damage, Reflex DC 14 for half)
STATISTICS
Str 13, Dex 13, Con 15, Int 6, Wis 10, Cha 6
Base Atk +4; CMB +5; CMD 16 (20 vs. trip)
Feats Improved Initiative, Run
Skills Acrobatics +8, Perception +7, Stealth +13, Survival +7; Racial Modifiers +5 Stealth
The demon doesn't pay much attention to Vivian and shrugs off her magic as easily as it did Qina's. The only Hell Hound that manages to bite the Babau doesn't seem to hurt it at all, and is burned by the acid on its skin in return.
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For a brief moment fearful awe grips Allister's heart. A devil, just like Lightbringer Naabi's stories!" Remembering his purpose and the Dawnguard's teachings, he moves toward the fiend with foolish confidence.
The paladin's blade bursts into radiant white light as he moves, shining into the demon's hollow, black eyes.
"The searing light of the Dawnguard will cleanse you from this realm, foul devil! Come, face your doom!" Just like Lightbringer said in her stories.
The demon looks up at the abrupt bright light from Allister's sword, but ignores the words everyone is shouting at it.
Qina smacked her wand a few times. Then she gave it a good shake. She looked it over before finally pointing it at the demon again and letting the missiles fly.
Bel steps up to the creature and gives it a shove, an odd gesture were it not for the fact that his scythe was hooked behind it's heel
Qina's missiles just don't seem to be having an effect, again sliding off the protections of the demon. Belathorian's maneuver though sends it falling to its backside next to its dropped spear. It snarls and lunges upwards at him, provoking the hellhounds next to him to attack mercilessly.
It slashes with iron sharp claws and bites at Bel with blackened fangs, trying to find the weakness in his defenses.
Only one claw manages to snag the follower of Pharasma, and it does minor damage at best. There is a nasty click in the demon's jaw as it snaps around empty air reminiscent of a set of tumblers in a lock breaking down.
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Vivian hustles forward and touches Brezik on the back, "Reminds me of Jaspar's old anvil." She says with a grin and indicating to the prone demon on its back. "It seems like forever ago when you and Anthony would see who could make the most sparks and make me laugh for hours... I was just a girl then."
LE Medium outsider ( evil, extraplanar, fire, lawful)
Init +5; Senses darkvision 60 ft., scent; Perception +7
DEFENSE
AC 16, touch 11, flat-footed 15 (+1 Dex, +5 natural)
hp: 25(#1)/ 30(#2) / 30(#3) _ (4d10+8)
Fort +6, Ref +5, Will +1
Immune fire
Weaknesses vulnerability to cold
OFFENSE
Speed 40 ft.
Melee bite +5 (1d8+1 plus 1d6 fire)
Special Attacks breath weapon (10-ft. cone, once every 2d4 rounds, 2d6 fire damage, Reflex DC 14 for half)
STATISTICS
Str 13, Dex 13, Con 15, Int 6, Wis 10, Cha 6
Base Atk +4; CMB +5; CMD 16 (20 vs. trip)
Feats Improved Initiative, Run
Skills Acrobatics +8, Perception +7, Stealth +13, Survival +7; Racial Modifiers +5 Stealth
AoO attacks!
Seeing the demon taking no damage from his summoned hounds, Gad steals a page from Bel!
"I will have my fiery friends keep him down, just hit it hard!"
Taking a step back to the demon, Gad tries to overwhelm the fighting creature with his martial arts!
-Includes *Dragon Style!
+Stunning Fist! (Missed! Ability used with no effect!)
Fort DC:14
*At 4th level, the monk can choose to make the target Fatigued instead of Stunned.
+ Flurry!
-Includes *Dragon Style!
GRHGHhG!!!!
With a shout Brezik grabs his axe and swings it around over his head bringing it down at the prone demon.
But the axes strikes only gold encrusted dirt and stone.
Blasts!
Bel's weapon is the only one that has managed to pierce the demon's hide, though not very well.
Standing out in the open on the middle of the bridge made Qina very nervous. She rushed after the others in an attempt to keep up.
"Come on Allister. They need us, well, you more than me."
As Brezik pulls his weapon out of the ground he is surprised to see some of the demons blood on the blade but quickly shakes the corrosive I got off.
Bel's scythe glows slightly as he swings it once more
Belathorian and Brezik create more wounds on the demon's flesh. It snarls and looks at all of the people surrounding it. It concentrates and lowers its defenses ever so slightly, allowing everyone surrounding it to get another hit in.
Brezik Brings his Axe back and looks at a scorch mzark on the blade of the weapon. Thusly distracted he completely misses the fact that the Demon had left its defences down.
-Includes Dragon Style!
With a simple stomping motion, Gad'larr bashes the demon in the jaw. He may have even loosened a tooth!
Hell Hounds AoO attacks!
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Weapons come crashing down on the demon, stopping whatever attempt it was making to cast a spell.
LE Medium outsider ( evil, extraplanar, fire, lawful)
Init +5; Senses darkvision 60 ft., scent; Perception +7
DEFENSE
AC 16, touch 11, flat-footed 15 (+1 Dex, +5 natural)
hp: 20(#1)/ 30(#2) / 30(#3) _ (4d10+8)
Fort +6, Ref +5, Will +1
Immune fire
Weaknesses vulnerability to cold
OFFENSE
Speed 40 ft.
Melee bite +5 (1d8+1 plus 1d6 fire)
Special Attacks breath weapon (10-ft. cone, once every 2d4 rounds, 2d6 fire damage, Reflex DC 14 for half)
STATISTICS
Str 13, Dex 13, Con 15, Int 6, Wis 10, Cha 6
Base Atk +4; CMB +5; CMD 16 (20 vs. trip)
Feats Improved Initiative, Run
Skills Acrobatics +8, Perception +7, Stealth +13, Survival +7; Racial Modifiers +5 Stealth
Seeing their enemy weak, the Hounds move in to attack again!
Gad moves in with deadly precision again.
-Includes Dragon Style!
+ Flurry!
-Includes Dragon Style!
With the demon down on the ground it is easy to rain blows upon it. Allister's holy light burns through all of the demon's defenses and allow him deeper strikes. It is not long before the demon lies in a pool of its own blood. It does not disappear as a summoned creature would, ensuring its true death.
Upon the dispatching of the demon Brezik immediately pulls out a piece of rough cloth and sets to polishing his axe blade looking for damage. Apparently satisfied With his own weapon he looks to his allies.
Even its blood is nasty... let me see your weapons so I can check em for damage.
The Hellhounds disappear in a puff of infernal smoke, as the magic guiding them here fades out...
Gad raises his smoking hands, revealing the painful acid burns he got.
"That was different. We need to be better prepared the next time we face such summoned creatures. It was an assasin. But who contracted it? Has it been waiting for a thousand years for someone to cross the bridge? Or was it set here specifically for us?"
Bel walks over to Gad and takes the half-orcs burned hands in his.
"The Razmirans. They must have come this way, if it was waiting it would have stopped them."
Without mentioning it he takes a salve from his pack and begins bandaging the burns.
As he tends the wounds a healing energy washes over Gad
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Now dead, the devil strikes in Allister a sense of childlike wonder, as if the villain from one of his mother's nighttime stories had come to life. "Did you guys see that thing?"
The paladin's stands proudly over the slain fiend, knowing there is now a little less evil in his world. "Did the Razmirans send him to get us, or did they have to fight one too?"
He tries to shake the acidic blood off his blade and saddens when he sees the tarnish it has caused, then gladly passes it over to Brezik for care.
As always, Allister's mind strays from their goal. "I wish I wasn't so slow. You all move so fast, I feel like a big metal turtle."
Listening to Allister for a moment, Gad gets an idea and smiles while clapping the righteous man on the shoulder.
"Maybe after this little adventure we can do something to fix that. There are magic items that improve speed and such. We just need to find you one, or have one made. Agreed?"
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Vivian has her mace raised over her head and rushes in as the demon is pummeled by Allister.
"Wow, I think this might be our first proper demon guys. Good job! Yet another success at the hands of lying them prone and laying in with perseverance. Beautiful tactics guys, Gorum is proud." For a second her eyes wander up to Al's great sword as she mentions Gorum, then back to the corpse. "It looks so much uglier than the sketches in the books.." She kneels down to inspect it, wrinkling her nose to the acidic smell.
"So they know we're on their tail.. maybe within sight.. That knowledge likely is pushing them harder. We're not drained yet, are we? This road isn't too tough for us, the burdens aren't that heavy." She looks around at the City of Golden Death. "No Crypt, that's for sure. Doesn't even have one of those muddy hill traps." She grips her mace tight and clanks it against her shield.
Moving on from the bridge and the ever-warming corpse of the demon you continue your traversal into the city. You reach the side opposite the cavern from where you entered, the only thing which tells you this being the large opening into the second ring of the city. It took 6 minutes following the Razmiran's path to reach this newest intersection, and, after avoiding stepping in the trap, will take another 2 minutes to reach the gates to the second ring at your current pace.
Standing before the gates to the city’s Second Ring are two hulking skeletons in shining golden breastplates, their thick bones plated with gold. Their huge, gold-plated halberds are crossed in front of the gate, barring the way forward.
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Awestruck by the beautiful golden skeletons, Allister absentmindedly wanders towards them while muttering "Wow..."
Realizing his advancement, he stops and turns to the others. "They remind me of that statue in the upper floor of the Razmir place... And of my chair, too."
He tries to inspect the statues for signs of life or danger, but is distracted by their brilliant gilding.
The skeletons begin moving and threatening your group with their halberds and look ready to attack!
"Al!!"
As the skeletons begin to move forward Bel strides to Al's side
"We fight the old enemy once more friends, if this is to be our last then the Necromancer with fall first! To Arms!"
He hefted his scythe and then took a double take, as if expecting another weapon in its place.
One skeleton advances with its halberd drawn, while the other steps fully in front of the gate, eye sockets intent upon you. The first skeleton swings with its halberd aiming for Allister.
The blade catches along Allister's armor, but doesn't penetrate.
Suddenly a blur, Gad rushes at the nearest skeleton, leaping and spinning at the last moment with a kick!
-Includes Dragon Style!