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"Plan F?
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"Firing arrows, fireballs and f*** it all."
"Pretty much, the only thing it'll cost us is the element of surprise. We could approach with just a few of us, keeping our real numbers a surprise." the magus suggests. "If it goes south...I'm pretty sure we can come up with a recognizable sign."
Magestreia shakes her head. "We should all go, just in case. Besides, they have no idea of what our real numbers are. Somebody in this group must know how to lie."
"Well then, let's go ladies." Sādhanā says striding forward after re-sheathing Oblivion for the moment.
With a nod, Celia falls in behind Sādhanā, her mind preparing to bring a number of protective spells in to pay should the need arise.
You approach the group, though they pay no attention to you until you get about twenty feet away. All of them seem to appraise you, their hands quickly falling upon the hilts of their weapons. The one who emerged from the huts holds up his hand and turns toward you. He is well dressed, with a fur-lined cloak and garments befitting a noble. "Hail, travelers. What is your business here?"
Magestreia looks at the others. "I'm better at intimidating people."
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"I usually skip the talking part."
"We are following the trail of cultists attacking a group excavating not far from here. The track lead here." Sādhanā answers, making no effort to hide her gaze falling on the Cyan eye pendants each man wears.
As Sādhanā's words draw their attention, Celia studies the manticore for any obvious signs of injury, and tries to determine the significance of the pendants
Sādhanā recalls the briefest mention of a late Second Age demigod by the name of Oxoros, a purveyor of death and sorcery. Oxoros had no organized religion, simply filling gaps in the existing pantheon. Oxoros' actual nature was suspect, some believed he was a daemon or demon. The cyan eye was associated with his connection to arcane power. When Norgorber ascended to godhood, the demigod's shrines and followers mysteriously vanished. Scholars believe that Oxoros was struck down by the newborn god but the reasoning remains unknown.
Celia sees that the lamia has been cut several times. The cuts are shallow, indicating that the wounds are ritualistic.
The man faces Sādhanā, his cold grey eyes appraising the Anizari. Whatever geniality that was on his face is gone now. "Those 'excavators' are no more than grave robbers. This area is sacred land and they should not be here. We have given them adequate warning, but they have failed to heed our words."
"This entire land is sacred, but not to the demigod/daemon Oxoros, that you serve. His time in this land is long past, and you won't be bringing him back" the magus says calmly, her blue eyes glittering with a steely intensity. "But thank you. You've answered our most pressing questions."
Already preparing for a fight at the man's icy tone, and the recognition of some dark bloodletting ritual, Celia can hear the finality in Sādhanā's tone. With a push of will, she summons up Aroden's protection, a shimmering aura flaring to life over each member of the party in an instant. "Aroden be with us."
"I am certainly not dead," the man says as his feet lift off the ground. His arms and legs become tentacles and his face transforms into a toothless maw. "Though I cannot say the same for you."
The eight guards that were escorting those carrying the cage become large shaggy beasts with long sharp horns.
Initiative:
Surprise Round: Cyna, Sienna, Magestreia, Sadhana, Venedaemon, Ceustodaemons, Guards, Celia (action declared)
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Deciding to deal with the easier problem first, she whispers some words in druidic, as water falls on the tent and surrounding twenty foot area, putting out the fire.
He then heads towards the halflings' tent.
Please be with us Erastil and help us rid the land of this deadly menace once and for all.
Saying a silent prayer to her God, she speaks another word in Druidic and a brilliant light shoots forth from her hand, catching Sefirous in the bright beam.
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Honing her focus, Cyna takes aim at the flying tentacle monster.
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Sefirous screams in rage as he clutches his eyes.
He howls in pain as Tesia's spell hits him full force (for what it's worth).
In his rage, he reveals his true form, a vulture headed monster with several weapons stuck in his body. Shambling towards where he remembers Tesia being, he pulls a sword out of himself.
Initiative:
Round 1: Tesia, Rhadaya, Sefirous, Mirrin
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Sienna points her finger at the daemon on the right and then the one on the left, creating a line of electricity between the two of them.
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The ceustodaemons resist the worst of Sienna's spell, taking minimal damage.
Surprise Round: Cyna, Sienna, Magestreia, Sadhana, Ceustodaemons, Guards, Celia (action declared)
Looking at her love she says, "We can do this. Don't get too close to him."
She then moves about twenty feet away from where she was standing before summoning up a lightning storm. Pointing at the furious Daemon she calls down a bolt of lightening upon him.
Magestreia moves forward and starts pummeling one of the daemons.
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A wild rush of emotions surges through Radaya in rapid succession. Fear as the man who had come to embody her worst nightmares steps forward, overwhelming pride and a sense of safety as her wife unleashes hell on him, and blind fury as he threatens her wellbeing.
Flying wide to present as many possible targets as she can, the sorceress reaches an elevation of 30ft, reaching out to literally tear lightning and thunder from the sky, the explosive roar of thunder filling the area.
Sādhanā surges forward, words of a spell on her lips as Oblivion changes form, glowing with holy light and crackling with electricity. She unleashes her attachs
Rhadaya's lightning hits Sefirous in the chest and he roars in anger again.
His ears ringing, he moves his hands in a strange flowing motion.
Two large three-legged creatures appear before him, a multitude of claws extending from their body. "اقتل أي شيء يمكنك الحصول على مخالبك عليه."
Round 1: Tesia, Rhadaya, Sefirous, Derghodaemons, Mirrin
Sadhana drops the one of the daemons, its resistance to electricity letting it last longer than a normal creature.
Round 1: Cyna, Sienna, Magestreia, Sadhana, Ceustodaemons, Guards, Celia
Cyna turns her bow to the remaining daemons.
Sienna repeats her last action except she draws upon her mythic power to change it to an arc of acid.
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The daemons manage to mitigate the damage from Sienna's spell as Cyna quickly dispatches one of their number.
Round 1: Cyna, Sienna, Magestreia, Sadhana, Ceustodaemons, Guards, Celia
Magestreia clenches her fist and unleashes a flurry of punches and kicks.
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