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Hey, stop that! Banish!Shush, you. Banish! *Disappears* *Reappears*Stupid fish. Banish!
Shush, you. Banish!
Gah! Jerk! *Vanishes**Reappears* That microwave of yours is very helpful, don't you know. Banish!
Okay, see, we prefer the term 'daemon'.
"Well, it does seem like I may be considered a defective Jack when it comes to that mindset(depending on who you ask)." Yeah, we won. Losers.
In the devastation, a cloaked skeleton appears. He is grumbling to himself.
Muahaha! The curse is working! The Curse/Blessing of Poodleness! "It occurs to me that now would be a good time to leave...run!
Wat ham yua hafting agingst puddles? Wee ham berry betre att Miss Spellling then yua! You know, you'd probably do better at this invading if you sent more poodles. Together, you could bring down the Slaad, and stop their dreadful incursion! I could help, of course, but it will cost ya a bit. Also, that'll be a 50 dollar consulting fee. Payable in those books you guys are always tearing up.
"Please go, Saeroth. I've no time for you.""Oh, please. It's no fun otherwise!" Saeroth sighs. "Oh, fine. But I hope you're ready to tell Frogskin when he arrives."
"Oh, please. It's no fun otherwise!"
"Hey, she isn't Innocent Blood, you whiner." Says the ever-compassionate Saeroth. "The vampire is dead."
You're not my boss and What business is it of yours?" snides the half-elf. Saeroth glares at him. Shadowy mist begisn to circle around him, faster and faster, tiny little bolts of lightning coming out of it. His eyes glow blue with power. "FOOL! I am Saeroth, Underlord of Yugoloths, Servant of Charon! He Who Destroys Memory! Master of the Styx! Show respect, mongrel!"The mist clears and Saeroth is back to normal. "I mean, jeez. I wouldn't kill you to just show a teeny-tiny bit of politeness. I was just asking a question."
Saeroth follows. "Heh heh, sounds like you could use my help...get it? 'Deathly serious'? 'Cause I'm a maraenoloth? Heh...nevermind,. So what did the helljerk want?"
"Aw crap, was that a baatezu? I hate those guys! With those 'unholier than thou' attitudes and all that paperwork...I mean, they do pay good money, but half the time they don't pay it due to some obscure rule! Why was he here?"
"Well, duh, but you're still the least Yugoloth while I'm the greatest. Now shut up, or I'll cut your eyes out. Those don't heal well." Saeroth twirls his scythe quicker than the human eye can blink.
"Well, duh, but you're still the least Yugoloth while I'm the greatest. Now shut up, or I'll cut your eyes out. Those don't heal well."
"No, we aren't, you pathetic sniveling excuse for a water snake."
Saeroth grabs his scythe and twirls it in a deadly arc towards Sytt. It slices the snake in two. "Shut up."
Saeroth glares but pulls back his scythe from hacking the dragon in half. He goes moodily to examine his ferry.
Again, the dragons says nothing. While it tries to wrench the scythe out of it's side, three capsules appear on it's back. Out of one flies a much smaller dragon, which flies straight at Saeroth. The others open up to reveal small futuristic looking cannons, which open fire on Saeroth, experly aiming around the smaller drake. Each shot illuminates a large area, the speed of the shots fired making a strobe-like pattern. Saeroth struggles to dodge the shots. "Dammit! Sytt, get over here!"He grabs his scythe out and decapitates the smaller dragon. Or tries to.
The dragon shows no pain, says nothing. Saeroth feels a massive amount of electricity surge through the scythe. The scythe repels it, the electricity flying off into the wall. "These babies repel life, pal! Now eat this!"He speaks a word, and the scythe starts twitching--[i]inside the dragon. It's trying to start spinning around, creating a huge hole if it succeeds.[/i]
Saeroth hesitates, as the dragon's tail flies through the scythe. "You have no life force. That's interesting. How's this, then?"He strikes with his scythe again, and as it hits it suddenly solidifies inside the dragon, completely embedded. It begins slowly ebbing away at the creature's strength.
It shows no reaction when the ferryman appears above it and slices at it and the scythe leaves a large scratch. It's tail whips around spears the boat, punchinng a huge hole in the boat's rigging, possible knocking the ferryman to the ground. Saeroth goes flying. He actually looks upset for once. "You little...that takes ages to fix! Damn you, son of a b%@#$!!!"He speaks a word, and his scythe turns ethereal. He leaps at the dragon.
The dragon's head pulls an Exorcist as it tries to find the source of the sound behind it. It moves to invetigate. In other words, I messed up but don't want to admit it. ;) Let's try this again... Saeroth looks up from his scythe. "Finally!" He vanishes, and appears above the dragon and brings his scythe down. Only part of it goes in, but the dragon still feels a small bit of his life force draining away. "Yee-haw!"
The dragon turns to locate the source of the new sound, almost seeing Devlyn, who manages to duck behind a pillar just in time. The metallic dragon realizes it should keep watch on both of the group below and moves to a more convenient pillar, not realizing Devlyn is silently following it. Saeroth directs his ferry right above the creature and plunges his scythe into it. Most of it goes through the dragon like it's ethereal, but a bit hurts it, and it feels a bit of its life essence quailing. "Yee-haw!"
A cloaked Yugoloth glides above everyone, on a floating ferryboat. "Hey, this where the fight's goin' down?"
The Yugoloths grin, and a few start sharpening weapons. The leader sighs. "Look, you guys need to stay here, alright? That moronic piece of flamethrower refuse won't be happy if we all go down there. I'll go on my own. Anyways, we wouldn't want to mess up a plot, would we? And don't complain. Otherwise I eviscerate you."He grins, toying with his scythe. The others fall silent. |
