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Inside the bloody iron maiden is the punctured corpse of the former Crusader of the Catacombs, Arc Perdu, the Red Magus! His corpse is pale and bears countless puncture wounds, his scarlett tunic and breeches stained a darker crimson from his blood...


In Provence, France, the Red Magus has returned to face his accusers, the House du Berry, bereft of a son by a fencing match between Du Berry and Perdu that turned into a duel...

Contrite, indeed, literally haunted by his rival's ghost, Arc Perdu accepts their charge of murder, and the proposed sentence of death by beheading with a grim stoicism.

But Cardinal Lucius D'Borja, having been served by the Red Magi's guardianship in earlier ventures against the Cult of Lucifer, has mercy and pity on the poor sinner, and pleads eloquently on his behalf to the Holy Father for clemency provided the Red Magus would take the vows of the cloth and become a priest.

Arc agrees to this stipulation immediately, at once relieving himself of the guilt of sin, and laying to rest the demanding ghost of Monsieur Du Berry in one fell swoop.

Oui! Pour l'amour du Christ, je renonce au diable et à tous ses mensonges! Je proclamerai la Parole de Dieu en tant que prêtre du Tout-Puissant!


The letter reads:

To The Crusaders of the Catacombs:
My dear friends, I must leave you to make good on a promise to an old friend before I lose my life to some devious trap or monstrous guardian of the Enemy’s. I am sorry to abandon you in this hour of need, but there is one who needs me far more than you do, my formidable friends. As soon as my task is accomplished, I shall return and seek you out, if at all possible. Yours in Christ, Monsieur Arc Perdu Le Rouge.


But Arc does not return. He runs up and out of the Catacombs, buys a horse at a stable, and rides off northward and out of Rome... North up the Italian coast, and eventually over the Alps and into France to lay to rest the ghost possessing him...


Will save vs DC 19 possession 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18 fails!

After the briefest moment of struggle, the Ghost of Du Berry possesses Arc’s body!

Oui! Oui! Now I can journey to Provence without delay and get a priest to give my bones rest in sacred ground, and be freed from my torment!

My friends, nature calls... I’ll just go in the previous chamber, where it already stinks of ghasts... I’ll be right back...


Hmm, very fine work indeed! Should we not return to the Holy Father, and sell these treasures, and split the ducats! says Arc, rubbing his chin with a scarlet-gloved hand as he eyes the golden star, wondering how best to remove it from adamantine chain...


"Maggotwing" the Vrock Demon wrote:

Round 3: The vrock emits a stunning screech! All within 30 feet (that’s everybody) roll a DC 21 Fortitude save, failure means you are stunned for 1 round!

SKA-RRREEEEEEEEEEEEEETTTCCHHHHH!!!!

Fortitude save vs DC 21 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13 fails!

Arc is momentarily stunned into inaction by the vrock’s horrible screeching!


Arc channels eldritch energy down his arm, through his right hand, into Sanguinelle, magically honing the blade to razor-sharp keenness, then swings hastily at the summoned vrock, “Maggotwing”...1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23 slashing the demon for 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10 damage!

Back to zee Abyss, foul fiend!!


Round 2:

Arc dashes into the chamber and up to the first vrock...provoking an AoO... and swings Sanguinelle at Faithcarcass...1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20 striking and dealing 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11 slashing damage!


Zagathoth wrote:

I have darkvision...

Also, if it didn't teleport away I'm assuming that Lucius didn't snap me out of my rage? And, I think there are still other people to act before I go again, right?

Arc held til the end of round 1 and then takes the ready action to follow Johann or Zagathoth if either moves west into the Damon's lair...

Arc remains at the corner of the northbound and westbound corridors, watching Zagathoth and Johann, and poised to dash after either of them if they give chase...or flee...


Sacré Coeur! What is our plan, my friends!? Can we possibly stand a chance of victory over this greater demon!? Or shall we retreat!?

Arc awaits his companions’ verdict, Sanguinelle held out in a defensive guarding stance as he faces west toward the sounds of the demonic cackling...

Holds until he hears what the rest of the Crusaders plan to do...


Arc wrenches his magic longsword free of the fallen ghast's skull with a swift, two-handed yank on the bloodstone-inlaid hilt...

Mon Dieu! That was a deep cut! Sanguinelle, she cuts through bone like a hot knife through butter!... Eh? Is there... Something behind me!?

Noticing the urgency in Johann's growls and his bear's nose sniffing in his direction, Arc turns around, just in time...


Arc slashes at the last ghast still upright with scarlet-glowing Sanguinelle...1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16 but narrowly misses...

He curses under his breath in French, and rapidly shifts northwest to stand just west of and adjacent to the undead monster...

5-foot diagonal step to try to get out of Johann's way...

With superhuman haste, the Scarlet Magus slashes again at the ghast with Sanguinelle...1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27 hacking deep into its rotten skull...confirm 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10 not a critical hit...dealing 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8 slashing damage...

HAH!! TAKE THAT, FOUL CREATURE!!


@Johann: Arc will make an attack and then use Acrobatics to do a backward roll between Bear’s legs to get out of his way once he realizes he’s blocking Bear, who clearly does superior damage output! Lol!

Egads! I am in Monsieur Johann’s way! He and Monsieur Zagathoth can destroy both of these ghasts much quicker than I can... I will strike once, and then tumble between Monsieur Johann’s legs, that he might reach them and lay them to eternal rest!


As Arc moves to challenge the last two remaining ghasts, their awful reek hits his nostrils...

Fortitude vs DC 15 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21 succeeds...and 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23 succeeds!

Mon Dieu! The stench! exclaims the Scarlet Magus, but he resists the nausea...


Sanguinelle raised high and glowing with a bright scarlet radiance, Arc dashes around the golden idol of Apollo, and past his companions, to challenge the ghast wounded by the Fox’s mystic bolt, shouting, EN GARDE!!

Double move to the square south of the easternmost ghast...