Lucius lays his face in his hand as Nebbin offers to let the demonspawn switch sides. "We accept your surrender. Lay down your arms immediately and exit the city in an orderly fashion."
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Lucius does his best to keep his dignity as he not-so-nimbly dismounts the the celestial bat at the top of the cliff. Just in time to see his allies bring down their foe.
Lucius covers his face (and other vulnerable bits) with his enchanted cloak before the worst of the fire explodes across him.
He shouts back in Taldane (Abyssal is such a distasteful language): "You do not know with whom you meddle, Abomination. Surrender now and you will be granted a clean death."
Lucius reaches down for more hellfire...but finds only spent embers. Still, those may yet serve.
Lucius flings his last fireball into the massed tieflings, hoping to thin their ranks somewhat.
Lucius gets to look pleased as the fury of hell reduces the chain to a pile of twisted, slightly brimstone-scented, wreckage. He gets to look less pleased as demonspawn begin massing along the cliff. Time for protective measures.
With Nebbin focusing his attention (and hammer) on the further creature, Lucius will focus his will, and the most destructive impulses of Hell, onto the nearest.
Lucius readies himself to move out - making sure his wand of magic missile and holy crossbow bolts are easy to-hand.
"That may be necessary. Do you think you could break their chains instead? I doubt these rabble have treated their beasts of burden well. Setting them free may, nominally speaking, put them on our side."
Lucius spends a moment chanting in Infernal, conjuring a ball of faintly brimstone-scented air, into which he speaks quietly. He releases the ball into the prevailing breeze.
"Forward, not backward."
Lucius again draws the wand of magic missile, sending a volley of glowing daggers after the gargoyles.
Lucius scowls as the fledglings flee. "Cowards." He conjures yet another ball of hellfire to cast at their retreating wings.
Lucius takes a step back behind the protection of Thom's spear. He'll cast an infernal healing to heal his skin marred by the splash of acid .
Lucius dives aside from the barrage of corrosive bile, catching only spatters and fumes. Still, he howls as his skin and eyes burn.
His howl becomes a snarl as he conjures another ball of hellfire.
Lucius dispenses with stealth. "There is more than one way to skin a demonspawn," he says, before a few muttered words of Infernal release the fireball from his hands - to detonate beneath the illusion.
Lucius raises an eyebrow. "Again."
"Strip their illusions, and we shall still catch them by surprise.", says Lucius, as an ember of hellfire appears in his hand.
Lucius peers at the tops of the tower, trying to puzzle out what could be hidden. "Something is being hidden there. I do not like it."
Lucius nods, gesturing everyone in close. He barters away another tiny piece of his soul to cloak the group in invisibility once again.
Lucius will release a blast from his wand of magic missile if that is necessary.
Lucius hangs back while his more martially-inclined allies remove the demon from the face of Golarion.
Lucius nods subtly to Nebbin.
Lucius will spend a mythic point to cast invisibility sphere. That's a +20 on everyone's Stealth as long as they're within 10 feet of him. At at 1000 feet, we have the Brimorak's Perception distance penalty on our side. "No, Nebbin. Stay close. We can see each other, but he cannot see us."
Lucius is pleased as the knights channel Iomedae's power to rout the misfits and demonspawn the demons left behind. Any minor injuries are easily mended by the paladins' own healing powers and the cache of healing potions. "Taking the siege weapons would be a double victory for us. We can prevent them from being fired upon us, and we may instead turn them upon our foes. Provided they can be captured intact, of course. It would be better they burn than remain in enemy hands."
"I agree. The crusade always needs more soldiers, and freeing their comrades will bolster our existing forces' morale, as well. If we can take the equipment cache as well, we can equip them. We already have the healing potions we'd need to treat their wounds so that they can fight, and not merely be a liability to be guarded whilst they recover." "If possible, we should take the siege emplacements as well - each one captured is one less attacking us and one more attacking them. Do the catapults have sufficient range to help cover an assault on the bridge? Battle plans do not survive contact with the enemy; I do not want to assume too much good fortune."
"More are not safer if safety relies on going unnoticed, Nebbin. We need to find out what we face before we can concoct a plan to retake the city."
Yep, that's bad. "I am not sure what is coming through the rift, but I would dare say it will take longer to dig through a few tons of stone than to wait out any temporary mystical protections. Nebbin, you are our stone expert. What would we need to do to collapse the tunnel?"
"Nebbin, many things have horns, besides demons. Goats and rams. Efreeti. Even the Prince of Law's own devils. Be calm, for now. One problem at a time. "For instance, this rift. The Worldwound is littered with such things: I doubt one more will truly make a difference, but it does bother me to simply ignore it. Sealing it is beyond my present abilities. I could hem it in for some time with...well, the opposite of a summoning circle. We could bury it under a mass of stone, but neither method is likely to be truly permanent."
"That crevice leads directly to the Abyss. It explains the infestation of those vermin."
Assuming the demonic bug is still alive when Nebbin's and Soarise are done with it, Lucius will blast it with the wand.
"That's the colony's Queen. She is likely resistant to magic, but hammers and swords should be able to slay her. "
Lucius peers at the insect, while trying to keep an eye out for the re-emergence of the swarming larvae. He grips the wand of magic missile tightly.
"Draw them in!" Lucius reaches for the proverbial infernal snowball... + 50% = 24 Reflex save DC 16 for half.
Lucius does his best to hustle up the rope.
"Excellent. Use those. I have no blessed flame, but Infernal cold shall serve." Lucius chants again in Infernal, calling an ice slick down on the nearest swarm.
"I would not suppose you brought holy water, or vast gouts of blessed flame?
That...seems bad. Lucius calls to the infernal depths for a protective ward.
Lucius keeps a firm grip on his wand of magic missile as he follows. His own magic is largely depleted, and it makes him nervous.
Once Nebbin has secured the bottom of the rope, Lucius climbs down cautiously, stabilizing himself on strategically placed knots.
Lucius eyes the heavy hammer a moment, suddenly very aware of how...undignified he'd look trying to carry (or more likely, drag) it. "I'll make sure its here when you come back." he says, still warily watching the sky for the demon. "We should not tarry. The demon's eyesight will soon be restored, and it knows we are here." He'll cast detect magic and take a look around.
Lucius brandishes the wand cautiously, looking for the demon to reappear.
"Turook, shoot that abomination out of the sky. It will clear its eyes soon!" Lucius launches another volley of magic missiles: at a ghoul if Nebbin and Soairse have left any (un-)alive, at the Nabasu otherwise.
With the demon at least temporarily not a threat, Lucius brandishes the wand again, blasting holes in the nearest ghoul. (He also steps 15 feet to one side, just in case the demon remembered where he was standing.)
<Embers of Hell, burn out his eyes!>
While under the effects of this spell, the target is immune to any new attempts to possess or exercise mental control over the target.
Lucius's magic has already been rather depleted today, so he reaches for another wand - the wand of magic missile, and looses a volley of magic bolts at an on-rushing ghoul.
Lucius will rummage in his pack for the wand of daylight gifted to the party by the Riftwardens, and use it to dispel the (deeper?)darkness.
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