Prof. Naomi Levinson wrote:
Logan snarls and goes berserk on the succubus, but she manages to avoid getting bitten or scratched....
The succubus looks at Derrik with a mixture of lust and anxiety written on her treacherously beautiful face.... She puts a hand over her heart as if suddenly swooning at the sight of the wrathful paladin-inquisitor in the doorway.... Reflex save to avoid ignition....1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24....succeeds....
Will save vs DC 17 hypnotic pattern....1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21 She gazes briefly at the shimmering rainbow lights, sneers derisively at Kitty when she notices that the lamia has become entranced by Mister Leng's spell, along with their intended victims, and throws back her gorgeous head and laughs....
Hissing in pain as she pulls out Bear-Strong's arrow.... She performs a strange, gyrating dance and utters an obscene-sounding chant.... In Abyssal: Babau demon, come to me! From the Abyss I set you free! Come and slay these foes of mine! Eat their brains and tear their spine! Attempts to summon a Babau demon....1d100 ⇒ 53 Apparently, she is unable to convince her demonic ally to come to her aid!
This is the New Boss of Tombstone--Mister Coal Withers. I'm Reba, that lovely little beast there is Kitty, and that tall fellow behind the bar with way too much clothing on is Mister Leng. And who might y'all be? Reba smiles a radiant smile at Levinson and Yingzen, and plays with the ties of her tight bodice....
Reba steps away from Yingzen again, into the saloon, and casts charm monster on the Tengu to change his attitude toward her, as well.... DC 22 Will save, or Yingzen feels himself warming up to Reba in spite of himself.... Oh, come now, my lovely, feathered friend.... We mean you no harm.... We could be fast friends.... Perhaps even....lovers.... Reba fondles herself seductively and leers at Yingzen....
Yingzen wrote:
The demoness dodges Yingzen's blade with uncanny grace.... Yingzen was targeted at the end of last round by a charm monster spell cast by Kitty the Lamia. He must succeed at a DC 15 Will save or be charmed and regard the lamia as a friend.
Yingzen wrote:
Yingzen springs onto the porch from around the corner of the saloon, Elven curved blade flashing, but the demoness' hide is deceptively stronger than it appears, and the blade is turned!
Reba steps outside to see Kepler rending Cobb asunder and gasps in mock fright. She casts suggestion on Levinson--Will save DC 21 resists. My, that thing seems rather aggressive.... I suggest you dismiss it back to whatever savage dimension it's native to, then come inside so we can have a little fun.... Levinson's readied shot knocks a hole in the aged wood of a column supporting the shingled porch awning....
Reba the Succubus strolls languidly into the smoky game room of The Oriental Saloon, where Coal Withers has sat at a table for the last 6 hours, playing poker with four bedraggled, ashen-faced fathers (who are being forced to play for the lives of their children), Kitty the Lamia lounging on a pile of silken pillows nearby.... Oh, baby.... You're gonna like this.... Four fresh souls to torment have just rode into town on mules.... They have a lantern archon buzzin' around, probably takin' notes.... The succubus pinches her own nipples, hard, and casts a smoldering, playfully pleading pout at Coal Withers.... Oh, baby.... If one of 'em's a handsome man.... Can I play with him for awhile before you kill him?
During the minute of time it takes for Levinson to summon Keplar, Yingzen's keen eyes watch as a tall, shockingly sexy red-haired demonic woman--she has visible horns on her head, a pair of red, bat-like wings (exquisitely and erotically tattooed, and pierced with gold rings and studs), and a sinuous red, barbed tail (also pierced and tattooed)--steps out of the saloon, looks around for the lantern archon.... Perception 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (17) + 21 = 38....spotting it and tracking it with her eyes.... As it becomes apparent to The HS that the lantern archon is returning to them, it also becomes apparent to the sexy demoness, who notes the silhouettes of four riders on mules at the edge of town.... She smiles a wicked, slutty smile, and disappears back into The Oriental Saloon.... |