"Alright, I'd appreciate a little information here. [...]"
Wind howls through the trees, as it does just before a wicked storm breaks. Mathilda calls out to Eri.
"Oh Yani! It's abysmal! There is this 'Mr. Shadow', and he's lying to us. He thinks he's immune to super bright light, so if you have any, that might be useful! ... If you have any Ghost Touch Arrows too, that would also be very helpful! I bet he would not be able to reform if we hit him with something like that again!"She maintains the strobe affect. For effect, if nothing else.
Cole misses all but one of his shots, but the one that hits is devastating!
Serra fires once again at the glittering shade near the ceiling.
Jurin tries, but but somehow misses the shade.
Joran, seeing damage Serra is taking, rushes in to help on little squatty dwarven legs.
Top of Round 10
17-:Elyanius Myoch: (-15hp, (-15hp?) plus slimed. (- 17damage to equipment)
15: Jestak the barbarian: (-14hp,-3 con(-10hp)=-24hp total) plus slimed (-8 damage to equipment)
15-: The Darkness:
14: Cole Zeff:
13: Serra Iondri Phaer:
2: Jurin:
1: Joran the dwarf:
The creature continues to hiss to himself near the ceiling.
Round 10, Init 17
AC = 22
HP = I'm a broken man
Weapon Equipped = +1 Legendary Hammer
Clearing the ledge of the pit, Eli walks upon the air, trudging forward just enough to fully take in the continuing battle. Failing to arrive into the fray, he decides to bolster his companions from afar. Each and every one of them.
"Alright, let's see what we can do to dismiss this shadow. Well, what you can do, at least. I'll get there. Or not. Still feeling a little reduced here." He spots the shadow. "You the one who knocked me into that blasted pit? I have favors to repay then."
A sound like a heavy wooden crate being dragged across a rough oaken floor emanates from the Bow briefly as Mathilda snorts.
Her voice revererates in sync with the strobe. "You're wrong Mr. Shadow. The Abyss is just going to have to go hungry this time!"
"C'mon Boys and Jestak! Let's finish him off!"
Round 10 in process
Eli finally surfaces, and calls upon a fervent blessing to aid his friends. Jestak, Irritated at her inability to reach the creature, cat calls from below.
"What? You will hide now?! That is no scary. *THIS* is scary!" she taunts as she shakes her weapon in the creature's general direction.
Due to Cole's deadly arrow, the creature loses control of whatever it was he was trying to do. An ungodly howl fades away as his summon fails.
"Fine, we'll do something else then!"
Suddenly, a large writhing decapitated snake rises from the floor to strike at Cole.
Unfortunately, it misses.
Round 10
17-:Elyanius Myoch: (-15hp, (-15hp?) plus slimed. (- 17damage to equipment)
15: Jestak the barbarian: (-14hp,-3 con(-10hp)=-24hp total) plus slimed (-8 damage to equipment)
15-: The Darkness:
14: Cole Zeff:
13: Serra Iondri Phaer:
2: Jurin:
1: Joran the dwarf:
Round: 10, Initiative: 12
Weapon Equipped = Composite (+2) Long Bow, darkwood, +1, adaptive, legendary
Cold Iron Arrows = 21/50
Silver Blunt Arrows = 20/20
Cold Iron, Adamantine Blanch Arrows = 20/20
Cold Iron, Ghost Salt Arrows = 0/10
+1, Magical Beast Bane Arrows = 19/19
+1, Arrow of Human Slaying = 1/1 (DC 20 Fort or +50hp damage)
Javelin of Lighting (5d6 DC 14) 2/2
Conditions = Bolstered (15/20m), Align Weapon Good (15/17m), -2 to any Int/Wis/Char ability checks, Resist Fire (20hp), Blessing of Fervor (1/??r), Ranger Focus (Shadow Demon)
Mythic Power = 1/5 (immed., d6)(swift, extra standard, decisive strike)
Legendary Power (3/4) (immed., legendary surge (d6))
Ranger Focus = 2/3 (swift, +4 attack/damage)
Child of the Crusade = 0/1 (free, reroll failed save to be demonically possessed or incapacitated)
Silver Dragon Scale = 2/3 (stand., bolstering)
Bow Attack Mods: BAB +7, Dex +5, Bow +1, Weapon Focus +1, Rapid Shot -0, Deadly Aim -2
Bow Damage Mods: Composite Bow +3, Bow +1, Deadly Aim +4
Spells (caster level 4, concentration +6)
Level 0 (DC 12) Create Water (1/1)
Level 1 (DC 13)
Level 2 (DC 14) Cure Light Wounds
Cole thanks Eli with a nod and tries to go to work. He uses his Blessing for an extra attack as he steps (5’ step) away from the snake. He focuses his attacks on the darkness at the roof, trusting his companions can handle the snake on the ground.
(point blank, bolstering, focus)
(point blank, focus)
(point blank, bolstering, focus)
(point blank, focus)
(point blank, bolstering, focus)
(point blank, focus)
(point blank, bolstering, focus)
(point blank, focus)
He nods grimly as one, maybe two, shots seem to drag through the creature and do some damage. I’ll need to do better!
Cole strikes with two arrows, but the creature still hangs by the ceiling. Still, it is beginning to look a little.. tattered.
HP = 77/77
AC/T/FF = 20/13/17
Weapon Equipped = мировник
Speed = 30'
Arcane Pool = 7/11
Magus Spell-Like Abilities (CL 7th; concentration +11)
. . At will—feather fall (self only), fly (self only)
. . 1/day—levitate (self only)
Magus (Hexcrafter) Spells Prepared (CL 7th; concentration +11)
. . 3rd—vampiric touch
. . 2nd—blur, mirror image (2)
. . 1st—color spray (DC 15), frostbite[UM], acid elemental shocking grasp[M], intensified shocking grasp[M]
. . 0 (at will)—acid splash, brand[APG] (DC 14), detect magic, light, prestidigitation
. . M mythic spell
Status Effects = BoF, Fly
Though Jurin swings several times, only one connects with the demon. It does a bit of damage to what might have been an ear.
Eli smiles, as the others shift into higher gear. He finally turns his attention on the shadow demon, and looks it over for deeper comprehension.
Finding none, he contemplates the next way he can lend to the fight.
Round 10, Init 13
Aasimarra casts Magic Missile.
force damage
SR
Serra Stats/Effects:
AC 22 (4 armor +4 shield +2 dex + 1 NA +1 haste), MCPfE10', +2 rans = 26
HP: 47/85
Wand of MM (lvl 3) 4/11 charges left
Wand of MM (lvl 5) 23/31 charges left
Mythic 1/7used
Ranseur 1/3 used
Scale 1/3 used
dice]1d20+9[/dice] to hit:
dice]2d4+7[/dice] damage.
Perfection of Self (Su) [0/8 used]: At 8th level, as a swift action you can grant yourself an enhancement bonus to a single ability score equal to 1/2 your wizard level (maximum +10) for one round.
Spell Effects:
MCPfE10': 80 minutes
Alter Self: 18 minutes (Aasimar)
Round 10 summary
Eli finally surfaces, and calls upon a fervent blessing to aid his friends. Jestak, Irritated at her inability to reach the creature, cat calls from below.
Suddenly, a large writhing decapitated snake rises from the floor to strike at Cole, but misses.
Cole hits with 2 arrows, fraying the shadow demon's nerves.
Serra hits with magic missiles, doing more damage to the poor creature.
Jurin swings and hits, piercing the creature's ear in the process.
Joran pulls a wand from his bag and hits Serra with it.
Eli calls for information, hoping to put it to good use against the creature hiding at the top of the ceiling.
Round 11
17-:Elyanius Myoch: (-15hp, (-15hp?) plus slimed. (- 17damage to equipment)
15: Jestak the barbarian: (-14hp,-3 con(-10hp)=-24hp total) plus slimed (-8 damage to equipment)
15-: The Darkness: [ooc](from Cole,-21,-12 from Serra, -7 from Jurin=-119)
14: Cole Zeff:
13: Serra Iondri Phaer:
2: Jurin:
1: Joran the dwarf:
Round 11, Init 17
AC = 22
HP = Ugh
Weapon Equipped = +1 Legendary Hammer
Condition(s) = Yep
Eli studies the creature, and the group at hand, so brings up another boost to their attacks.
"There's only one of them?"
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Eli says a prayer for his friends and against his enemies. Unfortunately, his enemy doesn't believe in that god, and so it washes off of the shadow,with no effect upon him.
Jestak growls futily from below. "Someone give Jestak a chair or something to throw, yes? Shadowman is too scared to come face Jestak; she must go to him."
The woman startles as she nearly rises into the air, only to force herself down again.
"Not you, Shadow man! I don't trust your lift!"
Round: 11, Initiative: 12
Weapon Equipped = Composite (+2) Long Bow, darkwood, +1, adaptive, legendary
Cold Iron Arrows = 17/50
Silver Blunt Arrows = 20/20
Cold Iron, Adamantine Blanch Arrows = 20/20
Cold Iron, Ghost Salt Arrows = 0/10
+1, Magical Beast Bane Arrows = 19/19
+1, Arrow of Human Slaying = 1/1 (DC 20 Fort or +50hp damage)
Javelin of Lighting (5d6 DC 14) 2/2
Conditions = Bolstered (15/20m), Align Weapon Good (15/17m), -2 to any Int/Wis/Char ability checks, Resist Fire (20hp), Blessing of Fervor (1/??r), Ranger Focus (Shadow Demon)
Mythic Power = 0/5 (immed., d6)(swift, extra standard, decisive strike)
Legendary Power (3/4) (immed., legendary surge (d6))
Ranger Focus = 2/3 (swift, +4 attack/damage)
Child of the Crusade = 0/1 (free, reroll failed save to be demonically possessed or incapacitated)
Silver Dragon Scale = 2/3 (stand., bolstering)
Bow Attack Mods: BAB +7, Dex +5, Bow +1, Weapon Focus +1, Rapid Shot -0, Deadly Aim -2
Bow Damage Mods: Composite Bow +3, Bow +1, Deadly Aim +4
Spells (caster level 4, concentration +6)
Level 0 (DC 12) Create Water (1/1)
Level 1 (DC 13)
Level 2 (DC 14) Cure Light Wounds
Cole starts to worry he’ll run out of arrows before the shadow falls. He steps back further from the snake and targets the demon.
(point blank, bolstering, focus, prayer)
(point blank, focus, prayer)
(point blank, bolstering, focus, prayer)
(point blank, focus, prayer)
(point blank, bolstering, focus, prayer)
(point blank, focus, prayer)
(point blank, bolstering, focus, prayer)
(point blank, focus, prayer)
Sadly his arrows clatter uselessly against the ceiling, each one painfully missing...
He uses his mythic powers to grant Jurin a free swing at +2 to hit and bypassing all DR*
As Cole draws each arrow, Mathilda focuses the strobe into an intense steady beam of laser like light, aligned with the arrow.
Though every single one of Cole's arrow's flies harmless through, or completely misses, the creature, he none the less is able to give Jurin an extra shot at the creature.
Round 11, Init 13
Aasimarra uses his wand of MM.
force damage
SR
Serra Stats/Effects:
AC 22 (4 armor +4 shield +2 dex + 1 NA +1 haste), MCPfE10', +2 rans = 26
HP: 47/85
Wand of MM (lvl 3) 4/11 charges left
Wand of MM (lvl 5) 21/31 charges left
Mythic 1/7used
Ranseur 1/3 used
Scale 1/3 used
dice]1d20+9[/dice] to hit:
dice]2d4+7[/dice] damage.
Perfection of Self (Su) [0/8 used]: At 8th level, as a swift action you can grant yourself an enhancement bonus to a single ability score equal to 1/2 your wizard level (maximum +10) for one round.
Spell Effects:
MCPfE10': 80 minutes
Alter Self: 18 minutes (Aasimar)
Serra tries to help with his wand, but the spell fizzles. Perhaps Jurin will have more luck.
"Nevermind it, Cole. This imp is about to be Cooked..."
HP = 77/77
AC/T/FF = 20/13/17
Weapon Equipped = мировник
Speed = 30'
Arcane Pool = 6/11
Magus Spell-Like Abilities (CL 7th; concentration +11)
. . At will—feather fall (self only), fly (self only)
. . 1/day—levitate (self only)
Magus (Hexcrafter) Spells Prepared (CL 7th; concentration +11)
. . 3rd—vampiric touch
. . 2nd—blur, mirror image (2)
. . 1st—color spray (DC 15), frostbite[UM], acid elemental shocking grasp[M], intensified shocking grasp[M]
. . 0 (at will)—acid splash, brand[APG] (DC 14), detect magic, light, prestidigitation
. . M mythic spell
Status Effects = BoF, Fly
Jurin attacks.
Round 11 summary
Eli says a prayer for his friends. Jestak taunts shadow creature, waving her broad sword in his general direction. Shadow guy tries to pick her up, but she turns him down and keeps her feet firmly on the ground.
Cole wastes a bunch of arrows. Perhaps he too is just toying with the demon now.
Serra waves his wand but nothing happens.
Jurin finally, finally, hits the creature, though it's barely a tap. Still it draws an oozing line of shadowblood to the surface.
Joran casts soundburst causing a huge clap of thunder to sound quite carefully just behind the demon (and avoiding Jurin)
Top of Round 12
17-:Elyanius Myoch: (-15hp, (-15hp?) plus slimed. (- 17damage to equipment)
15: Jestak the barbarian: (-14hp,-3 con(-10hp)=-24hp total) plus slimed (-8 damage to equipment)
15-: The Darkness:
14: Cole Zeff:
13: Serra Iondri Phaer:
2: Jurin:
1: Joran the dwarf:
Round 12, Init 17
AC = 22
HP = Ugh
Weapon Equipped = +1 Legendary Hammer
Condition(s) = Yep
Eli senses that the shadow doesn't seem to have been displeased by his words of prayer, so wonders what might throw it off further. He looks down on his Hammer, heretofore unused, so decides to approach the blasphemous creature a little closer before wielding it. He throws light at it, hoping to injure it on his approach. Something about the shadow's nature brings Eli's eyes to narrow, and he wills the ray to lash out more powerfully, given strength from the wardstone.
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Eli throws his searing light at the creature, but he doesn't even blink. Instead, the spell fizzles in his darkness, swallowed up by the evil that is his mere presence!
Jestak growls below. "Someone give me something to throw at that thing! You said Jestak would kill things, but she has killed nothing!!!!"
The creature looks at the person closest, in this case Jurin, and decides to strike.
Round: 12, Initiative: 12
Weapon Equipped = Composite (+2) Long Bow, darkwood, +1, adaptive, legendary
Cold Iron Arrows = 13/50
Silver Blunt Arrows = 20/20
Cold Iron, Adamantine Blanch Arrows = 20/20
Cold Iron, Ghost Salt Arrows = 0/10
+1, Magical Beast Bane Arrows = 19/19
+1, Arrow of Human Slaying = 1/1 (DC 20 Fort or +50hp damage)
Javelin of Lighting (5d6 DC 14) 2/2
Conditions = Bolstered (16/20m), Align Weapon Good (16/17m), -2 to any Int/Wis/Char ability checks, Resist Fire (20hp), Blessing of Fervor (3/??r), Ranger Focus (Shadow Demon)
Mythic Power = 0/5 (immed., d6)(swift, extra standard, decisive strike)
Legendary Power (2/4) (immed., legendary surge (d6))
Ranger Focus = 2/3 (swift, +4 attack/damage)
Child of the Crusade = 0/1 (free, reroll failed save to be demonically possessed or incapacitated)
Silver Dragon Scale = 2/3 (stand., bolstering)
Bow Attack Mods: BAB +7, Dex +5, Bow +1, Weapon Focus +1, Rapid Shot -0, Deadly Aim -2
Bow Damage Mods: Composite Bow +3, Bow +1, Deadly Aim +4
Spells (caster level 4, concentration +6)
Level 0 (DC 12) Create Water (1/1)
Level 1 (DC 13)
Level 2 (DC 14) Cure Light Wounds
Cole eyes Mathilda a moment and redoubles his efforts. Surely he must hit something other than the ceiling!
(point blank, bolstering, focus, prayer)
(point blank, focus, prayer)
(point blank, bolstering, focus, prayer)
(point blank, focus, prayer)
Cole nudges the bow into greater glory, trying to bring up his low roll with a little legendary power.
(point blank, bolstering, focus, prayer, legendary)
(point blank, focus, prayer)
(point blank, bolstering, focus, prayer)
(point blank, focus, prayer)
Cole manages to strike the creature with one of his arrows, injuring him a bit more.
Eli's spell shreds the creature to an inch of it's life! Cole follows up with a barrage of arrows. Only one hits, but it is enough. The demon frays apart to nothing, not even remnants to fall on the ground!
Jestak HOWLLLLS!!!! "YOU PROMISED!!!!!" She Stomps her boots upon the ground and nearly turns upon Cole with her sword held High... but at the last moment calms... her breath ragged." Y-you...p-promised!"
Cole quickly knocks another arrow, whether to use on Jestak or perhaps some unseen foe isn't clear. He scans the room for hostiles just in case, though he doesn't expect to find any.
As the seconds pass without action, Cole quickly removes his pack, pulls out some bunches of arrows, and carefully refills his nearly empty main quiver. He frowns at his remaining store and makes a mental note to obtain more - and quickly.
Then he straightens up, shoulders his bow, and searches the chamber in earnest. "Someone, secure the flag please." he asks as he searches.
Finding nothing of substance, he returns to the group. "Well, is that it?" he wonders of the banner.
Upon approaching the wrinkled fabric upon the altar, it slowly smoothes out. Its colors call to the good within. The brave scarlet of its background brightens, as if in welcome, while the sword seems to gleam with a holy light.
Eli nods to Cole, approaching the Sword of Valor, and studying it reverentially before touching it. It's a welcome sight that, until now, he didn't know he sought. He reaches out to touch it, finally. First, he picks it up from the altar, turning it over, looking for any damage to it, though he somehow doesn't think that his Mending would have any luck repairing what may have been wrought against It.
He then holds It up for the others to see, and brings It to them for their studies. When it seems a good enough time to introduce themselves to the Sword, Eli folds it carefully, and tucks it away, readying for their return above.
Only after it's stowed away does the old man look upon his comrades, noticing the extent of their injuries. "Alright, I suppose we should heal up a bit before we head above. Wouldn't want to come all this way, only to fail to make it out..."
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He then holds It up for the others to see, and brings It to them for their studies.
Mathilda can't help but warble in anticipation. Impressed by the banner display, she lets out a reverent whistle.
"OH! He's fetching! Are we going to meet Him in person, or just His picture?!"
Aasimarra bends over breathing hard as the shadow falls. At the same time, his altering of self seems to fall as well, resulting his aggressive belly and extra weight returning, no longer hidden behind the magic of the scale.
Serra wipes the sweat from his brow, trying to catch his breath. He scans for Kastor, worried for the lad as always. He worried the boy had fallen into the pit, then smiles at the boy as Kastor hides behind the altar.
Serra did not see the young squire move to the altar, but feels it was an appropriately wise move to hide there until the demon was dead. With the squire safe, Serra looks at the mighty iced wounds in his armor and flesh suffered from the claws of the demon.
* * *
"YOU PROMISED!!"
Serra's eyes and ranseur spinning in reaction. Serra waddles over to intercept Jeska and protect Cole (but not Cole's hat).
"What are you going on about, Jeska? What promises?" Serra stands ready to protect himself and Cole.
* * *
After things have calmed down, Serra will take his time to examine the sword and banner, basking in the warmth and happy feeling coming from the cloth.
Spellcraft (sword)
Spellcraft (banner)
Upon touching the banner, the innate *Good* of it seems to permeat all things. It is a boon to Good, and anyone good that, having touched it and paid homage, would surely be spurred to better acts of bravery against evil. Banner
"The Inheritor herself carried this crimson banner into battle during the Shining Crusade. An army commander who carries the Sword of Valor increases the DV and OM of her army by 4 against armies of undead or evil outsiders. Yet the Sword of Valor’s greatest power lies not in offense but in defense. Mounted firmly upon an interior wall in a visible, public place, the Sword of Valor creates a 10-mile-radius area that bars demons and those who worship demons from using teleportation spells and effects and imparts on such creatures a –4 penalty to Armor Class and on all saving throws. Once per month while the banner is mounted on a wall, a worshiper of Iomedae within 30 feet of the banner can use it to summon a planetar to protect the banner and its surroundings for 1 day. Any nonevil creature that sleeps within a 1-mile radius becomes immune to fear effects from demons and demon worshipers for 24 hours."
Re-kitted, and very happy to have the banner in the party's grasp, Cole suggests, "Let's get out of here and back to the army. I suspect there is more to kill and drive off in this city, but not today."
"Today we celebrate our accomplishments with the army and we'll face tomorrow fresh."
He muses, "I might even sleep tonight..." He considers what might be in that graveyard, so close to their camp, "But maybe not."
"I could use the rest. We all could." Eli sits down, rubbing his hands together, and beginning to call on healing energies to recuperate from the slimy pit.
He watches as Cole rallies the group, and wordlessly follows when the time comes to ascend.
Serra, portly and re-hindered in his girth, holds up the Sword, aka the Banner, for all to see. He seems almost reverent as he explains what he thinks the Banner does.
"Tis said the Inheritor herself carried this crimson banner into battle during the Shining Crusade. If we wish to hold territory, be it this castle or another, this Banner will protect us. In addition, it will call upon the strongest of the host of heaven to protect the home upon which is stands. Tis a holy artifact that has not yet been turned to the dark. We are blessed."
"I could use the rest. We all could."
Serra looks down at the rents in his skin, festering wounds that he ignores for the glory he holds in his hands. "Yes, a night of rest would do me good as well. And yes, we must protect this Banner."
When it seems a good enough time to introduce themselves to the Sword, Eli folds it carefully, and tucks it away, readying for their return above.
"Cole -- why is he putting it away -- "
"Wait!! Yaniee--Eli! Why hide it? Are we not worthy?! Should we not carry it out of here as ... a Banner? Why not? Couldn't we?"
...
[ ... ] "this Banner will protect us. In addition, it will call upon the strongest of the host of heaven to protect the home upon which is stands. Tis a holy artifact that has not yet been turned to the dark. We are blessed."
"It won't get hurt, will it?"
Jurin floats back down as the banner is fondled, looking sadly at his sword.
"If they don't bleed how do you know they're real?"
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"Rest would be fine, I can get back to baking. Assuming we'll use the banner to protect us?"
"Wait!! Yaniee--Eli! Why hide it? Are we not worthy?! Should we not carry it out of here as ... a Banner? Why not? Couldn't we?"
"Well, we're hardly an army, but why not. Let us unfurl it and carry it before our little group as we greet the army. It will do wonders for morale - those Paladins will go absolutely bonkers."
He takes out a spear and a javelin from his quiver. He threads the javelin through the banner, and lashes it to the end of the spear. He hoists the whole thing into the air.
"Who would like to carry it forth into the sun? Jurin? Serra? Ely?" he hands the banner over with reverence.
Eli listens to Cole and his Bow, then considers the archer's suggestion.
"Well, Cole, you left your name off your list. I'm thinking either you, our leader, or possibly Serra, in his angelic form, might prove suitable to bear the Standard when we gain the ramparts. If we're confident that we'll be able to hold onto It before then, all the better."
"Yeah, Cole, you should carry, but if you'd rather not, I can. Or I can ask Kastor to carry it...if it's not too heavy, that is," Serra replies, happy to regain his angelic form at some point.
Serra does not say that either Jurin or Eli would be good standard bearers or not. He doesn't know what to feel. He turns to Kastor.
"See that, boy? See how that banner enhances the knight and everyone around? That's a true knightly presence. Feel that. Feel the *good* there. That's what we knights should aspire to. That's what we want," Serra says to the young squire.
Jurin recoils from the banner and shakes his head.
"Not a chance. Let Kastor carry it."
Cole considers and would have Kastor carry it, "Serra, I think you, or your able squire, should carry the banner. I want to keep my hands free to draw my bow quickly, should we be attacked while making this short pilgrimage."
"I'd rather it be Kastor as Jurin suggests, but it is heavy..." he trails off wondering how the army would react to that. He shakes his head that he even suggested it but lets it stand.
The room is filled with the light sound of celebration bells ringing as Mathilda chortles with glee.
"Oh Good! It's settled then! Our Brave Knight Sir Rusty will carry forth The Sword of Valor before us!"
Serra takes the Sword, stretching it out and trying to find the best way to carry it. Eventually, he attaches it to his ranseur and wraps it about until they can affix it to the ramparts.
"I'll take it. But we should go directly to the roof so that we might attach it to the walls. With this...with this we will protect this city," Serra says solemnly holding the artifact before him.
"Lead on, I had bear this."
Putting one fat foot in front of the other, Serra follows the group out.
As Serra and the group carry the "Sword of Valor" out before them, the lesser evils fall back. The undead are quickly slain within the dungeon and without, the armies rally at the coming of the light. Thus are the ghosts of Drezen's past and its current demons defeated.
Once the standard is fitted fully to the walls of Drezen, the wave of it's magic extends out a hundred fold; up to a 10 mile radius around the Fortress' walls. Soon after, once word has reached the queen, does she send word of more troops, coming to help in the full recapture and re-dedication of Drezen.
Mathilda's voice rings out crystal-clearly at the party makes their way back toward the surface bearing the standard.
"Oh look everyone! Doesn't Rusty look so shiny and knightly carrying the banner? Begone from this city all of you horrid little dirty evil things! Never return!"
As they make their way toward the ramparts, she bubbles on excitedly, "I can't wait to see what our accommodations in the city will look like! I hope there are lots of flowers, and we'll need to get a new ribbon for me -- especially if the Queen ends up seeking audience with us!"