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Seeing the suspicious looking creature climbing on the ceiling near them, Solace shoots out a ray at it. She'll take a a couple steps closer if needed to get it in range.
"Well gentlemen, it looks like we are being watched by someone."
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"Shall we go for the kill or do we want to take him alive for questioning?
If we go fo the kill casting magic missile
If we want him alive, Color Spray DC 14
Solace's coruscating ray slams into the creature, washing through its body with apparently little effect. The creature's head snaps towards the witch and hisses before rocketing forth with terrible speed. The creature's outstretched arms reach for the half-elf woman...
...but she steps aside in time to avoid it's grasp. The creature is pale and gaunt, like a moist human corpse walking upright. In the light of Solace's spell, its pale veins can be seen through its taut flesh and the creature bears terrible inch-long fangs. It wears tattered clothing, worn far beyond usefulness and stained with blood.
The infernalist lifts a finger and releases a pair of sizzling bolts that strike the creature's flank, drawing a look of bloodthirsty rage from the creature.
Kamau, attempting to adjust his shot in order to miss hitting Solace and Albrekt, takes aim...
...and releases an arrow that rips right through the creature's jugular vein. What would have been a fatal wound to a living person, however, seems to only barely phase the monster before them. The monster removes the offending shaft and casts it aside, a bloodless wound barely visible where it struck.
Letting out a scream that she will be rather embarrassed about later, Solace manages to regain her balance after the creature's attack without falling into the muck below them. She then turns her wand in the creature direction and fires at it.
Burning Hands
School evocation [fire]; Level sorcerer/wizard 1
Casting Time 1 standard action
Components V, S
Range 15 ft.
Area cone-shaped burst
Duration instantaneous
Saving Throw Reflex half; Spell Resistance yes
A cone of searing flame shoots from your fingertips. Any creature in the area of the flames takes 1d4 points of fire damage per caster level (maximum 5d4). Flammable materials burn if the flames touch them. A character can extinguish burning items as a full-round action.
I'm not sure what level the spell in the wand is so not sure what to roll for damage though. Forgot to ask about that before we started.
Solace backs away towards the wall, producing a wand from her belt that quickly blasts forth a torrent of flame.
The monster quickly ducks away, hoping to avoid the worst of its effect...
...and manages to crouch low, the flames drawing blisters across its exposed skin but sparing the bulk of its form.
With redoubled ferocity, the monster presses the offensive against the wand-wielding witch, its fangs dripping with saliva as it advances once more.
The monster wraps its icy grip around the woman, hissing and lunging with fangs bared. Slowly, horrifically, those close to the monster can see its unnatural flesh mending the injuries inflicted by the others as if by magic.
The now grappled young witch lets out another scream with a very disgusted look upon her face as the creature wraps its arms about her.
Haruk once again fires bolts of force at the creature.
Haruk's arcane missiles strike true, one of which blasts a considerable hole in the creature's ribs causing thick gobbets of ancient blood to spatter onto the stone floor.
Attempting to aid the witch, Ventar stabs into the fray with his glowing dagger but finds the struggling melee too difficult to keep track of and his swing goes over the monster's head.
Albrekt watches the creatures assault on Solace with an impassive stare; then slowly, deliberately reaches into a sodden belt pouch retrieving a small vial.
The brute smashes the vial on his marred greatsword, rubbing in the oil and shards roughly, leaving spider trails of his own blood upon the now enchanted weapon...
Albrekt's broken smile is illuminated by oils magicks;
"Heh. Wir danze soon..."
Kamau knocks another arrow and fires it into the fray...
...the arrow finds its mark in the creature's shoulder, but the tip fails to penetrate the monster's unnatural hide. The shaft simply skips off, striking the wall and clattering to the ground.
Solace gives the creature an evil gaze.
The monster shudders a moment under the witch's withering gaze before attempting to pin her arms behind her back...
...before opening its mouth wide and plunging its fangs into her exposed neck, draining the witch's lifeblood into its hungry throat.
As Solace's blood infuses the monster, its skin takes on an almost human shade of pink and its unnatural healing accelerates, completely sealing the arrow hole in its neck, the burns on its back, and the worst of the damage to its ribcage.
The monster seems to shrug off the Urgathoan's will, continuing to feast unabated.
Another pair of missles flies forth from the infernalists hand
Haruk's missiles strike again, undoing the monster's supernatural healing all over again.
Albrekt brings his heavy blade to bear on the feeding blodsucker with a wicked sneer and terrific force;
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With the sound crushing bones, the antipaladin's blade crushes the right flank of the monster, opening up a huge wound in its side that splashes both black ichor and fresh red blood all over the path, Solace's feet, and Albrekt's greaves. The terrible blow collapses the monster in a heap, releasing Solace from its grasp. The creature does not move... but even as the others watch, it's grevious injuries continue to heal themselves with alarming speed.
Albrekt proudly eyes the prone bloodsucker... trying to recall Venter's teachings about the living dead;
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Seeing the creature go down, Kamau comes to a stop, watching intently, his bow halfway to being put on the ground in preparation to leap the distance. "Have you slain it?" he calls across.
Albrekt proudly eyes the prone bloodsucker... trying to recall Venter's teachings about the living dead;
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The armoured brute grunts at Kamau's called query;
"Feh. Noct yet..."
Albrekt gauntleted paws grab the creatures neck and thigh and heft it into the muck filled sewage channel;
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Unable to resist, the creature is unceremoniously cast into the slowly-moving channel of sewage water. Its undead flesh immediately begins to pop and hiss as if the sewage were made of acid and, in mere seconds, the entirety of the monster is dissolved into nothingness. The rapidly-disintegrating face of the monster bares its fangs in a last-second realization of its fate before falling below the water line and disappearing into the sludge.
The antipaladin examines with interest the black icor streaking his crude blade. Those closeby see that Albrekt idly makes swirls and patterns like a child fingerpainting as he mutters under his breath;
"Ein weak kinder... nichts more. Its famile will kommen..."
Solace puts away the wand and then places her now free hand over her throat where she was bit while looking down where the thing disappeared under the sludge. After a few deep breaths to regain her composure, she turns back to her companions.
"Thank you Albrekt. Your assistance is most appreciated. You say it has family that be coming? What exactly was that thing and what sort of "family" should we expect?"