Petals frowns at the thought of another maggot, but agrees Leaving them behind endangers others so... she'll follow.
Catina looks doubtful. "We'll have to check eventually, but this could also be done later. Or maybe by one of the other teams. We were sent to clear out the hideout itself, and I think we should concentrate on that."
With a shrug, Baolus retreats from the boarded entrance. "Very well, we'll do as you say. I can see the wisdom behind your words... if we find any opposition behind those boards, it could mean that we won't have enough stamina to complete the mission."
Moving back south towards the remaining door, Baolus points with his thumb towards it. "So, Petals, have you found anything immediately dangerous at the door, like a trap, or something? Since he was running towards it, I believe it might be safe to open, otherwise he'd have been affected..."
Meanwhile, Baolus grabs one of the light crossbows previously pertaining to the tieflings. He also got a quiver with 10 bolts. It wasn't his favorite type of combat and, to be honest, not his forte, by he'd rather be prepared.
The time has finally come to open the door to the south, the one Ostengo was running to so eagerly. After performing her usual search for traps, Petals steps aside and allows Baolus to open the door. As guessed by the Rundottari, the door wasn’t trapped, and it isn’t locked.
This large, open room has a bed, desk, and chair. Papers are scattered across the desk, and a large chest sits against the wall to the north. Two heavy chains are spiked to the wall in the northwest corner.
Just in front of Baolus is a towering, hulking tiefling with claws on both hands. This tiefling is almost impossibly tall, his skin is crimson and lucid, and he has a long, massive tail. He wears a fine spiked breastplate and apparently carries no weapon at all, although his claws seem like more than enough to cause pain in those who anger him. Behind the towering tiefling are two skeletal wolves.
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Before anyone can react, Dravano steps forward and roars. His thundering voice resembles to the roar of fire burning down a whole forest. The tiefling is quick despite his size, and his attacks are even faster, so much that Baolus cannot avoid the first one in time. The ranger gets a nasty scar on his face delved by the tiefling’s clawed hand. A second claw attack follows, but this time Baolus is readier and move his head back just at the right time, preventing Dravano from hitting him again.
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Baolus grits his teeth as the hulking tiefling slashes at his face, being able to taste his own blood as it runs along his nose and cheek. "Wow... you are a preeety big man..."
Saying this, Baolus draws his axes and swings them downwards, and soon steps aside to make room for the others. If he steps inside the room, the others will be also be able to hit him, even if his hulking frame will shield us against the wolves... I hope he is furious enough to not realize this.
"Have you heard those words? I'm surely not versed in the arcane arts, but it seems something dangerous. Also, the brute isn't the one chanting, so we might have yet another adversary."
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“Baolus, be careful!” Janiven voice fills the room. “We must put him down as soon as possible!”, cries out the woman as she steps back, putting herself behind Catina before firing her bow. “Take this big boy!” The arrow lodges right in Dravano’s belly. The tiefling roars in pain and frustration in response.
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Accepting the plan as soon is hard as all instincts tell her to charge forth and slam her hammer into his head before he manages to hurt any more of us.
Gritting her teeth she instead pulls and flings her dagger at the creature. Hope to make him worried enough with enough things tossed at him he takes the bait.
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Faustinia unconsciously takes a step back as the hulking tiefling slashes Baoulus across the face. Unsure what this huge-clawed mountain of a tiefling is capable of, she points and shoots a dart of acid at him to gauge his defenses.
Distracted by the intimidating creature, she doesn't hear whatever Baolus is talking about. "Well, I don't see anything more dangerous than the devil in front of us at the moment," she replies, with the tone of a stern teacher correcting a student. "Nice shot, Janiven!"
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"I heard it, Baolus. Be careful, everyone!" Catina steps up, glaive in hand. It's clear to her that this must be the Bastards' leader, the one to corrupt the entire group. "Your work here is done," she says valiantly as she brings down her glaive.
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Petals’ dagger bounces of Dravano’s armor, while Faustinia’s acid dart misses the tiefling completely. Catina steps forward, but her glaive does not find a way through Dravano’s spiked armor. Then, profane words fill the air again as a spiritual mace materializes behind Dravano and attacks Faustinia, guided by some strange, evil force.
In the meantime, the skeletal wolves flock into the room where the group members are. Only one of them can squeeze past Dravano’s hulking body though, and as it does so, Baolus and Catina get the chance to hit it. Although the ranger actually hits the skeletal creature, his weapon proves particularly ineffective against it, dealing only minor damage to the undead beast. Catina’s strike misses wildly. Therefore, the skeletal wolf has the chance to attack Baolus as a form of mindless retaliation. Fortunately, Baolus is able to repel the assault, protecting his own leg with his hand axe.
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Dravano roars in frustration as the wolf occupies the space he was eager to jump into, but quickly gets over the problem and attacks Baolus although the ranger can take advantage of the cover granted to him by the solid wall between him and the towering tiefling. Despite the wall, though, Dravano’s claws reach for Baolus face once, inflicting more scars to the Rundottari. Baolus successfully avoids the second attack pushing himself against the wall.
After this, Janiven fires another arrow at the huge tiefling. “Have you had enough?!” The arrow flies directly toward Dravano’s neck and lodges in it, causing the fiendish beast to roar in frustration.
“” The tiefling voice is so powerful that you could swear the very ground under your feet is trembling.
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Faustinia grunts in pain as the force mace hits her, the wind briefly knocked out of her. She manages to sputter, ”You were right, Baolus… there is someone else… the large one is merely a dog like these skeletons!”
Her disdain voiced and scrolls in hand, she reads the more powerful one, wrangling the magic inscribed by one more powerful than herself handily. As she does so, she points at Dravano and a precise arrow of acid leaps from her hand to speed at the tiefling's vicious face.
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Cursing the large tiefling, who once more hit his face, and the skeletal wolf preventing him from focusing on the stronger foe, Baolus quickly draws his light maces and strike at the skeletal foe, hoping to crush it and make room for the others to possibly finish the most powerful enemy.
He was unsure how much more he'd be able to hold, but saying so aloud would only encourage the enemy, so he remained quiet, gritting his teeth.
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Catina looks worried at the amount of punishment Baolus is taking. However, the bald man seems to be taking it in stride, which gives her heart. "Hang in there, Baolus. We're got them pinned in the door opening." The fact that there's another adversary somewhere is also on Catina's mind, but she tries not to let it distract her. Holding Shelyn's glaive in her left hand, she draws the light mace from her belt and brings it down on the skeletal creature in front of her. "Take this!"
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Petals brings her hammer down on the target in front of her, worried about how many things are in the next room, and knowing none of them have much left in them.
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The combined efforts of Baolus and Petals bring down one of the skeletal wolves, who crumbles to a dust of bones. Immediately after, Lady Faustinia successfully activates the scroll and an acid arrow splashes on Dravano. The huge tiefling lets out a roar of pain as the acid eats through his ruby-red skin before collapsing to the ground. In the meantime, Catina stands ready, anticipating the attack of the other skeletal wolf…but something terrible and unexpected happens before that. Dravano’s wounds seem to suddenly heal themselves without any external help. Then the hulking tiefling opens his eyes, red as burning timbers, and stands up, apparently brought back from death without any likely reason.
In the meanwhile, the spiritual mace keeps attacking Lady Faustinia, but the noble wizard this time is prepared for it and successfully dodges the attack.
As Catina predicted, the skeletal wolf darts into the room, and when it does, the tiefling girl is ready to strike at it. Although she cannot destroy the undead, she deals at least some damage to it with her mace. The skeletal wolf immediately retaliates, but Catina keeps it at bay pretty easily.
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Dravano stands up. Worst, no one can attack the tiefling as he does so. The tiefling roars and immediately attacks Baolus. The ranger is caught by surprise by the sudden attack and there’s nothing he can do to avoid being clawed once again.
“Watch out!” Janiven stands wide-eyed at Dravano coming back from the dead. She fires another arrow at the tiefling, but this time her aim is poor, probably because she’s still stunned by the unexpected event, and her arrows flies high over the tiefling’s head.
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Catina looks very worried at seeing the tiefling brute get up, so soon after having collapsed to the ground. She can't help but voice her concerns. "He's... It's not like his fiending nature makes him immortal, right? Like some unstoppable juggernaut?" She looks at her companions, but realizes that probably have a little idea as she does. shaking off such horrid thoughts, she focuses on their immediate problems. "Baolus, get out of there. You're brave, but you can't stand this much any longer." She raises her mace again and bring it down on the next skeletal creature, hoping to deal with it before it can pile in on Baolus.
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Ducking the floating mace, Faustinia feels rather proud of her own abilities when Dravano falls. Accordingly, her heart races anxiously and her eyes widen as the tiefling stands up, angry as ever. She draws on the last of her reserve of magic, firing her last acid dart at the brute even as the acid from the scroll’s spell continues to eat away at Dravano’s red flesh.
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With the new skeleton in front of him, Baolus continues to swing his maces. The fact that the huge tiefling was back from the dead was indeed disturbing, but he decided to concentrate in one enemy at a time.
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Petals cheered in newfound hope after their large opponent was taken down by Faustinia's arrow. No she then moaned as he got back up, despair taking hold.
Fear gnawed at her as she swung her hammer at another skeleton. Fear that made her hesitate, and made her miss.
Is is a cleric? she asks Catina at her side. Or something worse?
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Baolus hit the skeletal wolf with great strength, but it isn’t enough to vanquish the undead. Petals misses, and Catina has no better luck. The skeletal wolf still stands. The acid from Lady Faustinia’s earlier spell is not enough to knock Dravano down. Worst, it seems like more and more wounds are closing on Dravano’s body as seconds pass.
In the meanwhile, the spiritual mace keeps attacking Lady Faustinia, but the noble wizard dodges it again.
The skeletal wolf tries another bite, this time targeting Baolus, but the ranger easily avoids it.
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Dravano roars furiously and tries to hit Baolus from behind his cover. This time, the tiefling is able to hit Baolus once, while the Rundottari dodges the second attack.
“Let’s end this!” Janiven focuses on bringing down Dravano at a distance, but this time her arrow bounces off the tiefling’s spiked armor.
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"Stay DOWN, fiend!" Faustinia spits at Dravano as she pulls back again from the mace of force, her heart racing as she feels the rush of air from its missed attack. She raises her crossbow, loads in a bolt, and fires another round at Dravano, hoping her old bones can land the shot.
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If I can get past these wolves I can use Shelyn's fury to help against him, Faustinia or at least she hopes. Until then she'll try and end this wolf in front of them.
But she cannot manage to get a hit on it. If things were not as dire she would be howling in frustration.
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"I don't know, Petals," Catina replies to the elven woman's earlier question. "It could be some kind of devilish regeneration, I suppose. If there was someone healing him, wouldn't we hear the spellcasting?" She looks to the side again, anxious to see Baolus still there. "Are you really ok, Baolus?" She does what she can to take pressure off the man, swinging her mace at the skeletal creature.
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Wounded repeatedly by the tiefling, Baolus focuses his attacks once more on the skeletal wolf in front of him, swing twice in rapid succession and hearing its skull to crack. Then, even against his own will, Baolus steps back. "Not that ok, Catina... I might need to step back a little..."
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Baolus attacks the skeletal wolf twice, and with his second assault the ranger finally manages to destroy the undead, which instantly turns to dust. Dravano smirks, realizing that now he has enough space to move into the room where the group of heroes is. Faustinia and Catina fail to hit the tiefling before he can take up his position, but there’s also good news for the party: the spiritual weapon which has been attacking Lady Faustinia suddenly disappears. Unfortunately, it is replaced by something even worse yet familiar to the Eyes of Westcrown: an area of darkness.
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“Such a wonderful power…” whispers the voice in the dark seeing Catina’s wounds reduced by her skin. “And yet such a shame you have it, among all others”.
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Faustinia mutters a curse under her breath. She takes a step back and finds her light returning, although all she can see in front of her is a wall of void. She backs up more, towards the furnished corner where Ostengo is tied up. She quickly loads her crossbow and aims it at the bound tiefling's bandaged head.
”Enough of these tricks!” she calls toward the darkness, unsure where to look but her voice firm. ”If you continue to fight like cowards, you leave me little choice. Dismiss this Infernal darkness or your rat dies,” she threatens, punctuating her point as she loads a bolt leveled at Ostengo’s head.
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Catina is left reeling from the tiefling's onslaught, even if her infernally scarred skin shields her from some of the damage. Her heart sinks when she finds herself once more looking at the world in and black and white of her darkvision. "Oh no..." She steels herself, summons courage by looking at her companions, lost in the dark as they are. "Petals, wait. I have an idea." That voice in the darkness, we have to lure it out. If it's healing this brute, it will have to stay close. "Don't think that you've won, just because you're hampering my allies. These tricks grow old, and we've learned how to deal with it."
The tiefling girl takes a step back, thrusts her glaive forward and down, between Dravano's legs and then heaves upwards. "Petals, there's room between the both of us. Just a step to the left, and then he's straight in front of you. He's down, I tripped him!"
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Petals stomach falls was the darkness descends, but the courage in Catina's voice keeps her from panicking. I'll try the elf says hesitantly, moving where directed. She summons all her hope, fear, and anger into her arms and whispers Please lovely mother, a couple of your faithful really really needs your help.
Holding her shaft in both hands she swings her hammer above her head and slams down where she hopes her enemy is.
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"Oh crap! Not again!" Wounded and now blinded, Baolus steps back until he leaves the darkness area. "Get out of there! We don't need to fight them where they have the advantage!" Meanwhile, Baolus draws his battleaxe and one of his throwing axes, getting ready to throw it if an enemy appears from the darkness.
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As Baolus steps back, Janiven joins Lady Faustinia near Ostengo. “Let’s avoid you don’t get threatened right back” whispers the woman with a grin while she nocks an arrow and takes on a defensive posture, ready to attack anyone coming out of the darkness.
In the meantime, Catina successfully trips Dravano. Thanks to Catina’s guide, Petals brings down her hammer on Dravano with incredible strength. Dravano can’t dodge the attack in time, and Petals’ hammer hits him right on his head. The hulking tiefling collapses with another raging groan.
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Should we go back with the others? Petals asks Catina, panting from the effort of that swing. She worries about the fallen giant getting back up again but does not want to harm a fallen foe. She doesn't even know if she can.
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Suspicious of the silence, Faustinia casts a spell, as the area lights up in her mind with the presence of magic. Perhaps she could find the source of the darkness or find any other trickery. She then takes a moment to listen for any sounds coming from the eerie quiet.
”Last chance!” she calls out, gesturing at Ostengo’s head with the loaded crossbow.
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"Please don't, Faustinia," Catina calls out from the darkness. "There's been so much bloodshed already. It seems to be over, anyway." I'm not sure it is, but let's see if this works. The tiefling girl then steps over Ostengo's figure. She releases a hand from her glaive, and suddenly shuts the door!
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At first Baolus was worried about the huge tiefling's roar, but with Petals and Catina's voice, he eases himself, even if his grip on his axes remains the same. "Girls, leave the darkness behind and lets wait for it to pass... if you could, drag the tiefling's body closer to us, so we can be ready for him. I have only a single manacle, but I still have rope to tie him."
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Dragging him sounds good Petals agrees. As a barmaid she had to help drag out the unconscious drunks each night. One would think it would be the bouncer, but NO, he always had to stand guard! Huh, kind of like now with a certain deputy...
The worst was when you went to grab them, if they suddenly woke up. They would scare her to death. As she felt around in the dark for the giant's ankle or wrist, she really hoped that didn't happen this time.
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Catina shuts the door, but the darkness does not end. When Petals does as Baolus suggested, and drags Dravano’s body toward the area of light, you see something very interesting. The area of darkness is moving along with Dravano’s unconscious body. The source of the darkness must come from the towering tiefling. With a mischievous grin, Janiven exclaims: “Ah-ah! We got you!” Quick as a lightning, the woman removes the clasp from her cloak and puts it over Dravano’s body. The darkness disappears as if someone had blown on it.
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"So, what do we do? Do we go in there and shut the door behind us? Janiven, would you guard the big brute, in that case? Or do we wait here, until the door opens and we see who, or what, is behind it? Catina looks around, then seems self conscious suddenly. "Unless you have a better idea of course... Baolus, are you OK?" Catina retrieves her last healing potion and holds it out for him.
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"Lucky you," Faustinia says dryly to Ostengo, lowering her crossbow. She steps away from the bandaged tiefling and approaches Baolus, pulling a healing potion from her pocket and offering to him.
"I believe there are two possibilities, Catina. One: whatever creature was aiding that brute and those skeletal dogs has escaped due to the darkness and some other subterfuge. Two: that same creature is still behind that door, and will either have to open it to get past us, or has had enough time by now to escape through some other means inside that room," Faustinia postulates. "In either case, spending a few minutes out here to catch our breaths and potentially allow our target's magical enhancements to fade seems like the best option."
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Baolus accepts Lady Faustinia's healing potion and quickly drinks its content. Initially, he felt a bit guilty by drinking the potion while both Catina and Faustinia were also injured, but he wasn't in fighting condition and staying behind just meant that one of the girls would have to be on the frontline. He certainly prefers to be healed and get beaten in their place.
The rundottari then eyes the hulking tiefling covered by the Jeniven's cloak. "Hum, it appears this fellow's friend actually killed him..." He then looks at Catina. "Do you think you could stabilize him? Even if dangerous, this guy doesn't need to die. I could try to help him, but as soon as I remove the cloak, I won't be able to see anything."
"About our battle plan, I fully agree with you, milady. If waiting for a couple minutes might gives us a better chance to capture whomever is behind this, I think it is a wise choice."
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Petals nods in agreement, finding the plan of waiting very sound. None of them are tip top at the moment. We should bind him as well, just in case his recovery before wasn't totally the other person's doing. You said something earlier about rope, Balous? She'll spend her extra time watching the door, just to be sure.
"Yes I did..." Baolus answers to Petals while reaching for his silk rope. Just then he notices that Catina was also holding a potion for him. "I thank you, but I believe you should save it for now... I'm not that wounded anymore, and someone else might need it more until this is over. I also thank you for your attention. I believe I'm fine now."
His face was still scratched in several places, probably not granting him the best appearance, but at least he could hold his weapons properly.
Catina nods and stows the healing potion back at her belt. She stands near the door, to hold it closed. "What do you, Faustinia? A few minutes should do it to let the spells run out?"
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The door slowly opens, producing a well audible squeak. You wait, preparing yourself for the worst. Then, something very unexpected happens. You all start to feel like your blood in your veins is boiling. All of a sudden, your head gets pierced by an eerie cackling. Your legs starts shaking, and your eyes feel as if they were going to explode in a burst of flames.
A tiefling pops out of nowhere. He has a goat-like appearance, with long black hairs and protruding horns. His skin is red and he’s wearing long black and red robes. A pentacle is marked on the center of his forehead. Bringing down a shiny morning star on Catina, the tiefling roars furiously. Catina though stands ready, and parries the attack!
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Dravano √
Baolus
Janiven
Lady Faustinia
Catina
Palaveen
Petals
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When the door opens and Baolus notices the menacingly tiefling inside, he doesn't think twice before throwing his lighter axe, even if it flew completely away from his intended target. What an atrocious throw! I'm glad none of my mates were here to see that...
Then, when he had the chance, Baolus gripped his battleaxe with both hands and charged forward, bringing it down at the tiefling with all his strength. "No... you die, you bastard!"
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Petals head is near splitting and she wants to scream, but instead of a hateful shriek she tries to find her voice to push back the pain gripping them all.
As the song of light and hope springs loud and clear from her lips, her own courage is found and she moves toward the shrieking goat thing.
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"Argh!" Faustinia cries, clutching her forehead with one hand as pain explodes through it. She manages to open one of her eyes, gritting her teeth against the pain, and fires a bolt off at the new threat. She's too distracted from the horrific surprise of it all, though, and the shot goes wide. She reloads as best as she can, managing to load a quarrel without pinching herself or letting it go astray.
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Catina is not exactly surprised to see the figure appearing in the doorway, but she is startled at the sight of the pentacle, and definitely shaken by the sensation of burning up. She tries to firm comfort in movement, seeking the cooling air around her. The tiefling girl pulls herself up on the toes of one foot, spins an then slides backward to give herself room to swing. "Did... did you do that? That's how it has to be? You saw what we did to your leader.". She gives the glaive a twirl, then stabs it at the tiefling.
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Petals’ song of light and hope springs loud and clear from her lips, filling the chamber with a melodious, encouraging tune.
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Baolus charges forward and manages to land a solid hit on Palaveen despite the cover. “You’ll perish in flames!”, threatens the tiefling as he stares wide-eyed of the blood flowing out of his mouth, which now lacks several teeth. In the meantime, Janiven steps forward and fires an arrow at Palaveen. The arrow pierces Palaveen’s left thigh, and the tiefling grits his teeth. He’s clearly being overwhelmed. But right when Lady Faustinia and Catina have the chance to close the combat and put an end to the tiefling’s opposition, the fiend lowers his head, dodging Faustinia’s bolt, and parries Catina’s assault with his morning star.
“Fools…”, whispers Palaveen with an eerie smirk on his bloody lips.
All of a sudden, a burst of negative energy radiates from the tiefling, causing you to feel weak, fearful and tired.
“TASTE THE ENERGY OF THE PRINCE OF LIIIEEES!”
Filled with pureness and a true heart, Baolus, Catina and Petals resist to the foul energy.
Palaveen stares wide eyed at the heroes. “How do you…” he mumbles as he backs away petrified.
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: darkness (? rounds remaining)
Dravano √
Baolus
Janiven
Lady Faustinia
Catina
Palaveen
Petals
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