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Michael hears a crash from within the cage, and a...splash.
Vakkler runs through the mazelike sewers, doing his best to avoid the grayish patches of water and keeping to the drier rocks. He notices a pair of massive muskrats, and makes sure to avoid them.
Dark blood pours from his wounds as he draws out an old scroll made from what looks like stone paper. He unrolls it, with difficulty, and tries to get his bearings.
Asch starts to move into position to flank the undead until Enre shears in clean in two.[i] "Stop stealing all the fun..." [i]He says until he spies a bone devil with his arcane sight and fades into the shadows t oappear next to the devil shadow blade flashing.
The girl starts clapping giddily, and turns into Ryuzo
"Good show, guys. Off to get more of the suckers..."Shifts back into the girl and heads off
She shook her head. "We were on our way to class, but he said something about needing to see a teacher about something. I'm hoping he's safe. And now that I'm not being chased by that thing I was planning on going to look for him."
Stares off into space for second, then his eyes come back into focus again
"Ok, lets go find him."
Slarrow arrives at his destination: An iron grate the size of a small house, next to Vakkler's house. The tiny slurk undoes a latch and slips inside.
He has a mission.
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Michael hears a crash from within the cage, and a...splash.
With a harsh wave of his hand the desk is thrown against the wall to reveal... the hole Vakkler made. If the smell is any indication, it goes to the school's sewers system.
"Clever." Michael says as he takes a piece of the floor and uses it as a platform as he enters the sewers, doing what he can to stay away from the floor. "Hey, Vakkler!" He calls out as he floats through the school's underbelly. "If you wanted to play hide and seek you should have just said so!"
Shouts and screams echoing from the corridors cause Fei (and most of the remaining Cafeteria occupants) to look up as something that does not belong in the school makes its way into the large room...
Twenty feet away, Vakkler clings between a rock and the moss, barely not touching the latter. He waits for the boy to move on. In the hand not clutching the stone, he holds his tiny crossbow.
Shouts and screams echoing from the corridors cause Fei (and most of the remaining Cafeteria occupants) to look up as something that does not belong in the school makes its way into the large room...
The threshold into the Cafeteria ripples and flows, as if it had been somehow turned into liquid. Steam starts to roll off of it as it takes on a shape more akin to a cave mouth in a frigid moor rather than a door to a place to get food.
The transformation continues and crawls along the walls as a large, clawed serpentine creature slithers into the space, floating in midair as if born to do so. Its savage, many-toothed reptilian head surveys the room, a crown of glowing blue-white energy hovering regally above it.
There was an abomination in here - an unclean scion of order it could sense in the core of its being. The creature lets loose a multicolored explosion of leaping, ricocheting energy around it, scattering students and staff in a panic. Only one being remains in the aftermath - the source of the axiomatic malaise that drew it here...
Far off in Kuros, a lesser yugoloth clutches his forehead. "I. Hate. Portals."
He rips out a glowing gold scale and stuffs it in his little apron, and his headache ebbs. "I knew I should've let those freaks kill me...even dealing with Saeroth beats this."
Fei stands as the creature enters and unleashes its kaleidoscopic attack, sending students running and furniture toppling. He seems to have weathered it without harm.
Something about this creature seemed very wrong to Fei. He had no time to dwell upon that fact, as it was intent on bringing harm to the people in this place. He jumps on top of the nearest table and attempts to distract the beast.
The keketar roars in outrage at the blasphemous touch of this axiomatic....thing.
It brings it formidable natural weapons to bear to tear Fei apart.
The rift twisted growing slightly wider, something came thru. This time it was a Purrodaemon, the devils let the deamon thru without incident. Once outside the room it summoned two of its lesser kin, a pair of Derghodaemon. With them in tow it moved off to find somehwere to stake a claim so that it could find a way to bring more of its kind to harvest the many souls it sensed.
Fei thankfully dodges the constricting tale of the otherworldly serpent, but its fangs and claws try to sink into him.....and stop precisely at the point of impact. Some energy releases from the bite, but it appears to have no outward effect.
He quickly counterattacks.
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The rift twisted growing slightly wider, something came thru. This time it was a Purrodaemon, the devils let the deamon thru without incident. Once outside the room it summoned two of its lesser kin, a pair of Derghodaemon. With them in tow it moved off to find somehwere to stake a claim so that it could find a way to bring more of its kind to harvest the many souls it sensed.
"Oh, crap...those idiots are letting daemons through?" Normally, of course, Sytt would have no problem with this. He is a daemon, after all. But his unique bindings compel him to worry.
His mutterings aren't exactly having a pleasing affect on the patrons, either.
Kalesril sensed more fiends, alot more fiends and of different degrees of power as well. He called back the astradaemon, seemed something was bring them thru to this world. He headed off to meet up with his deamon.
The keketar avoids half of the human's blows, but the others strike true. He wheels up toward the ceiling and unleashes a green ray from its energy crown.
The keketar avoids half of the human's blows, but the others strike true. He wheels up toward the ceiling and unleashes a green ray from its energy crown.
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Fei makes to attack the creature as it tries to pull away, but something makes him hesitate, and instead he readies himself.
He holds his hand out and lets the ray hit it. He closes his hand as the spell ends, and the ray seems to be absorbed into him.
Fei's eyes seem to have an unusual sparkle to them as he focuses on the creature. He raises his other hand, and a gout of silver-white fire erupts, racing at the flying serpent.
The keketar screams in true agony as its scales, and seemingly part of its very being, burn under the human's sudden onslaught, its crown of energy actually flickering for the first time in its existence.
Thinking the human cannot unleash this at close range, it races back in to crush him for good.
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Fei, wrapped up in the coils of the powerful creature, notices that his energy cuffs have just barely begun to glow. Quickly weighing his options as he feels himself being taken airborne, he closes his eyes and concentrates, praying that he can make this work....
The keketar gets about halfway to the ceiling when it suddenly starts to shake. It tries to stop, but it is unable to as the tremors running through its body suddenly reach a critical point...
With a primordial scream that shakes the walls, the keketar literally explodes, a mist of gore and rain of viscera and bone being sent everywhere. Where they make contact with the Cafeteria, they briefly warp the matter around them, before evaporating and returning the surfaces to normal.
There is a heavy impact as Fei lands on the Cafeteria floor. He slowly rises, the remains of the outsider dripping and burning off of him.
[i]Asch starts to move into position to flank the undead until Enre shears in clean in two.[i] "Stop stealing all the fun..." [He says until he spies a bone devil with his arcane sight and fades into the shadows t oappear next to the devil shadow blade flashing.
Enre shrugs "Not fun just things to be stopped." He than watches as Asch slays a demon before saying "Lets go than there must be more around."
Michael laughs as he floats by.
"If you aren't afraid, why are you hiding? Come on out and fight like a scaly! Yeah, that's right, I know racial slurs too!"
"Kobolds have heads on their shoulders, Dacamara. We don't fight when it's not worth it. And you are so not worth it. A few flashy strengths, nothing more." A thought occurs to him as he recalls what Michael got angry over. "You think your girlfriend would like this tantrum you're throwing, then? How long do you think you'll last before she's the one hiding under a desk?"
The kobold stares at the bolt loaded in the tiny crossbow. Please be magic. Please be magic.
"Funny you should mention her, since you probably can't even remember her name right now. And she knows I'm fighting back, fighting against everyone who has ever bullied me." Michael says as he continues searching for the source of the echoing voice. "Now, use your head, what would happen to you if I simply collapsed the sewers?"
"The same that would happen to you. The same that would happen to everyone in this school, and the school itself. You live in Agartha, I should hope you'd know what a cave-in does.
"But I suppose that doesn't bother you. As long as those you deem guilty are punished, who cares how many others die? I've seen eyes like yours, Dacamara. In the Underdark. In the faces of every drow and choker I shot down. And you'll die the same way."
Shrill kobold laughter echoes through the sewers. "Do you want to know how they died, Michael?
"You remember that earthquake, right? The person I got this power over stone from is the one who stopped it, and I'm more than sure the school can handle losing a few sewer tunnels. As for those I deem guilty, I have two years worth of proof that they are, and so far they are all still alive. Sadie and her half-ogres, you, Albin and the rest of the Pack, Asch Redgrave... everyone is still alive."
"You remember that earthquake, right? The person I got this power over stone from is the one who stopped it, and I'm more than sure the school can handle losing a few sewer tunnels. As for those I deem guilty, I have two years worth of proof that they are, and so far they are all still alive. Sadie and her half-ogres, you, Albin and the rest of the Pack, Asch Redgrave... everyone is still alive."
"Not for lack of trying, though. You tried to kill Albin, I now know. And perhaps the 'collapsed rock pile' that hit the mongrels had something to do with you as well."
Jeran swore under his breath. He'd been pretending to be a weakling for so long that he was out of practice. It had taken way too much effort to take care of that bone devil. He stalked through the halls looking for more trouble and soon found it. This time his first strike broke the creature into pieces and took out a good chunk of the wall behind it too. Right. That was more like it. In its own way this was fun, as long as the pack stayed out of it.
"Ha! The rock pile was made in such a way as to keep it from killing them! They were supposed to spread the word that I shouldn't be messed with anymore. They didn't, unfortunately, but I don't mind. As for Albin... that was a accident. I didn't think they'd attack him. It was supposed to be humiliating."
Now that he's unknowingly moved closer to his prey, Michael is giving Vakkler a clear veiw of why his voice sounds different: the helm he's wearing only has slits for the eyes.
"It's going to be okay," she said, trying to reassure Saffire who she had rescued from the locker room. "We'll find Michael and the teachers will get this invasion under control and all of this will be over soon. I'm sure of it." She was trying to sound cheerful, but it wasn't particularly believable. "Okay, ummm....we were on our way from Professor Ormarr's room to the gym, and then Michael turned right...so we should head down that corridor....and hope we don't meet anything deadly," she added nervously.
"It's going to be okay," she said, trying to reassure Saffire who she had rescued from the locker room. "We'll find Michael and the teachers will get this invasion under control and all of this will be over soon. I'm sure of it." She was trying to sound cheerful, but it wasn't particularly believable. "Okay, ummm....we were on our way from Professor Ormarr's room to the gym, and then Michael turned right...so we should head down that corridor....and hope we don't meet anything deadly," she added nervously.
:Oh, like that's fair:: He rockets up as fast as he can...still no where near as fast as Ephebe...
As Ephebe flies up ahead of him a red 'tree' moves coughing out a cloud of something that surrounds Ephebe.
Enre moves smelling around as he goes trying to pick up a smell he growls in celestial as he walks
The rift twisted yet again its maw growing larger. This time a nightmare came thru in the form of a balor. The immolation devil wasted no time in speaking to the greater demon.
"Welcome to this mortal world, this place houses countless children. We are attempting to widen the rift, feel free to enjoy yourself on any mortal you come across in the meantime."
The balors burning eyes scaned the devils slowly. Finally it licked its fangs and left, the fight not worth the trouble when it sensed so much weaker and sweeter prey. It cracked its whip summoning another of its kind. Shadows creeped into a form of utter black, a Vrolikai demon.
"Make yourself useful, keep an eye on the rift. We may take it from the devils later."
Without another word it makes its way down the hall to find something young and mortal to play with. The vrolikai in turn summons another demon, a marilith this time.
"Summon as many demons as you can. The devils will not hold the rift for long."
Soon the hall is filled with a number of demons.
"Michael. If you were in my class, you'd know about the Bulette Brigade. Fifty massive landsharks, each ridden by a kobold hero. The Brigade was unstoppable. It was what made the Kobold Empire an empire. In the Agarthian Invasion, we only lost because the surfacers were able to draw the Brigade away.
"So I took great pride in my first job when I entered the military. I raised the babies. A fully-grown bulette is massive, but a young one isn't even the size of a mite. And those creatures have a favorite food."
The kobold is getting louder and louder, though his location is still a mystery. Either he's getting more confident, or he's moving closer.
The rift twisted yet again its maw growing larger. This time a nightmare came thru in the form of a balor. The immolation devil wasted no time in speaking to the greater demon.
"Welcome to this mortal world...
Sytt's eyes widen. "Working together...what in our river of forgetfulness is going on?"
Ryo's voice crackles over the intercom, reaching every corner of the school grounds.
Kalesril stopped dead in his tracks the astradeamon by his side. It was like a festering wound, they kept coming.
"Attack any fiend you see, summon as many of your kind as you can. I will deal with their leaders and whatever is letting them enter this world."
Kalesril turned into vapor and before long was gone. The astradeamon did as ordered.
"All right kids, single file behind the barricades, no pushing, so help me if you make trouble right now I am not coming to rescue you again Bradley, and do you really want to do that to your sister? Yeah, that's what I thought."
She continued to bark out orders as she herded as many students as she could round up into hastily constructed stone shelters to protect them from the roaming demons and devils.
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The immolation devil found itself guarding the rift with the vrolikai demon. The bone devils had been dismissed to guard outside the room and the demon had insisted on staying to ensure the rift's growth and avoid any fights between new arrivals. Both were to busy keeping an eye on each other to notice something seeping thru the bottom of the doors, not that they likely would as the rift had started to give off a sort of heavy fog that smelled of the lower planes. Both were shocked when a tiefling monk spoke near the door.
"I see this is the reason for the new fiends."
The fiends both prepared for battle while eyeing the monk. The vrolikai spoke first.
"What are you doing here half breed, come to worship those of your better half."
Kalesril shuddered as he held himself back. Speaking in a clam almost pleasent voice he responds.
"You know I think I will rip out your tongue and stab you the eye with it."
Before etheir fiend could respond to the absurb insult Kalesril was already between them unleashing his attack. Calling upon his inner reserves of power he seems to disappear between. In that instant the vrolikai was destroyed only his head remained mostly intact with his own forked tongue sticking out of his left eye socket. The monk turned toward the wounded devil.
"See I told you."
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The immolation devil not used to being so overpowered by anything less then a duke of hell lashes out with the hellfire that made up its being. The devil lands a number of hits and even manages to char the monk a bit yet he seems to take the blows strangely well as if no real damage was done.
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Kalesril just repaid the devil in kind raining strikes down from ever angle at the fiend. Soon there is nothing left as the devil seems to burn itself out, only ash remains. Kalesril's own wounds quickly begin to heal as he turns to the rift.
"Now what to do about you. What I would give for a scroll of sealing. Then again mages have a habit of opening what they cant close."
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"All right kids, single file behind the barricades, no pushing, so help me if you make trouble right now I am not coming to rescue you again Bradley, and do you really want to do that to your sister? Yeah, that's what I thought."
She continued to bark out orders as she herded as many students as she could round up into hastily constructed stone shelters to protect them from the roaming demons and devils.
Black lightning surges into sight, the cries of destroyed demons reaching Aananada. Taron appears next to his mother.
"Um, Kam's gone a wee bit crazy if you didn't guess that already." He explains. "I don't know how he's doing it, but even the fiends normally immune to lightning are getting beaten back. I'm getting the feeling this is very therapeutic for him."
The kobold is getting louder and louder, though his location is still a mystery. Either he's getting more confident, or he's moving closer.
"Are you trying to tell you're going to feed me to a bulette?" Michael scoffs, unimpressed. "If there's a bulette in the sewers I don't see why you were worried about me bringing down the school."