[ooc] Sorry been kinda busy and no physically they are fine.[/ooc
The woman woman speaks up "Demons, hordes of them attacked the city we tried to hold up here, but we were to trusting and let the wrong ones in." she looks pointedly at the man in armor before continuing."Before all of this." she gestures to the ring of books."we were attacked by man made of worms and his demons they..." She trails off despair evident in her expression.
Ashe's heart aches with either rage or compassion, she isn't sure which. But, she moves towards the woman, offering her condolences, "I am sorry that you have gone through this. This is absolutely terrible. If there is anything we can do around to help around here, let us know."
With the darkness dissipated Rema goes around and attempts to aid those in need.
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"Describe them," Arc pointedly asks of the librarian. "The worm man. Any others? Any other places demons might target here?"
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The woman thanks Ashe again and turns to Arc but before she can answer one of the other librarians shouts "Riftwarden thank the gods one of you still lives."this happens as Aravashnial and Anevia enter the building. The librarians rush over all except the woman. Who explains to the rest of you "The rift wardens used this place as a secret base of operations. The man made of worms killed all of the wardens that were here and stole several of the treasures stored here as well. " After saying that she picks up a book and hands it to Ashe.
Ashe thanks the woman heartily, and her thrush makes an appearance by popping out of her pocket. The thrush begins to inspect the book quite throughly. Ashe absentmindedly flips the pages for it.
Ashe wracks her brain to think of something that might fit that description.
Unfortunately nothing comes to mind.
The woman nods and smiles then turns back to Arc "From what I saw there were three Demons with the man made of worms they were tall and very thin and looked as though they were drenched in blood that continuously dripped off of them they also wielded spears."
Eve stands tall after the combat despite her various wounds.
"Those sound like babau demons. I have actually seen one before. They are assassins of a sort." Eve adds to the conversation.
Protective Slime (Su) A layer of acidic slime coats a babau's skin. Any creature that strikes a babau with a natural attack or unarmed strike takes 1d8 points of acid damage from this slime if it fails a DC 18 Reflex save. A creature that strikes a babau with a melee weapon must make a DC 18 Reflex save or the weapon takes 1d8 points of acid damage; if this damage penetrates the weapon's hardness, the weapon gains the broken condition. Ammunition that strikes a babau is automatically destroyed after it inflicts its damage.
Ashe agrees with Eve, "Yeah, that sounds right. They are deadly if they can catch you off guard."
Ashe looks at the place around her, "I don't think we should linger here longer than we need to. Is there anything we need here?
"Aravashnial, is there anything else I can help you with?" Eve asks, sensing the groups urgency to move on.
Aravashnial Looks up from the group of Librarians "No I have asked enough of you these past few days you have my gratitude and my aid whenever you may need it." he continues after a moment " The library should be safe enough to rest in as long as the main door remains closed and barred so feel free to stay till morning before leaving."
"I don't know about you guys, but I really could use a bit of time to get back into fightin' shape. I think I am going to take him up on his offer." Eve says, making a case for spending the night here.
Ashe makes a round of her allies, attempting to heal their wounds.
"I am indifferent to stay or going." Ashe looks to Anevia, "But, Anevia you requested our assistance. Would you be alright with waiting until tomorrow?"
"I'm with Ashe on this suggestion," Olivier piped up. "This place is enough of a mess in the light. For the rest of you to stumble around in the dark would be more trouble than its worth." Not that the dark would be a hindrance to him, but...
Anevia sighs "I hate to admit it but Olivier is right, it would be too dangerous to continue at night."
Ashe nods her head, offering a comforting smile "Alright then." She turns towards the more martial members of the group, and asks, "I understand in these situations an effort called a 'watch' is required. Is that correct? How should we go about doing that?"
You wake up, break camp and start to head north some time later you happen across a tailor shop that seems to still be occupied. The front door of the shop seems to have been broken into.
Ashe looks concerned at the tailor shop, motions for people to stop so she might listen.
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Arc will take advantage of the fact the door's gone and investigate for demons.
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Quietly, Olivier creeps up to listen along with the others.
Arc walks in sees a woman behind a counter and a man standing in front holding up a shirt. Clearly the man is a demon He is wearing a fine pair of pants with an equally fine frilly shirt opened up.
He turns to Arc smiles and asks "What do you think of this fine shirt?"
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"... Won't work on me, demon. Nine call for the chaos to end, and I answer!" Arc starts the charge against chaos, emboldened and mentally fortified by Asmodeus!
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Ashe stares at the demon, her unflinching gaze causes the him to react slowly to the coming onslaught.
The demon latching onto Ashe's gaze seems distracted, giving her his full attention.
Eve moves into the room and takes a swing at the demon.
Roderic Charges into the room towards the demon, drawing his longsword. Light surges up through his sword
From his vantage point, Olivier peered inside as the party rushed inside to deal with the demonic man in finery, wearing a particularly fine shirt as he admired the stock.
A particularly familiar shirt...
"Hey!" Olivier cried out, his voice an indignant rage. "That's MY shirt!" How in all the hells had it gotten here, of all places? Olivier didn't care to think up an answer. What mattered was that a demon was wearing his shirt! The rogue's bow was drawn, as he fumbled with notching an arrow. He hesitated before firing, though. He wanted the demon punished, but his fancy shirt....!
"Whoa there my friend careful were you swing that thing!" the demon yells as Roderic's swing causes him to stumble into the bar. As he steadies himself he unfurls his wings and flies up and back 5 feet.
at the rogue's outburst he replies "You have fine taste I paid top price for this shirt."
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Arc charges the flappy Fabio, immunized to his washboard demon abs!
CMB to bull rush from Shield Slam is the same, but two higher from Stolen Fury. Will follow as much as possible with remainder of charge speed, hoping the Slam Jams him to the ground.
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Ashe's face turns to confusion, and looks at Olivier "Not that I would be surprised, but do you know this demon?"
Arc's charge connects but stops dead on the demon's washboard abs!
Roderic runs over to the creature (15ft left, 5 ft up as to not provoke) and swings at it.
Snarling in a rare fit of pure rage, Olivier steps inside the door, drawing his bow and firing at the now-flying shirt thief demon.
His rage, however, caused the arrow to fly wildly, digging into the wall behind the demon.
Eve moves around the creature and takes another swing at it.
Ashe pauses wondering why the demon didn't defend himself, prepares to use her magic on any threats.
The demon narrowly escaping with shirt in tact flies off five feet away "I can understand the lady wanting to test these abs but I think the rest of you are just being rude." He yells this while flexing his pecs then disappears.
Olivier's bow dipped as the demon disappeared, a low growl of frustration audible. Bloody shirt thieving demons. And to call HIM rude! Hmph!
He then took a moment to glance around the room, finally noticing the woman in the corner, he blinked, and turned his attentions to focus on her.