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Sytt shouts in annoyance as tentacles sprout up from the floor of his tavern and start attacking people.
;)

Meanwhile, in the city, Sytt is having an awkward time at his bar. People are angry, and people know Sytt--a rather demon-like individual--has had dealings with the school. Sytt has beaten back three attempts on his life already, and one of them was pretty close.
"What in Abaddon are those morons up to?..." he mutters to himself.

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Edit- The devils listen to the pit fiend due to lawful nature. The demons listen to the balor out of fear. Both greater fiends are smart enough to know that creating a rift to bring forth their forces is more important then a few rivals. They would have turned on one another only after one of them thought things were secure. Being chaotic does not mean you lack a brain. Also a devil is willing to shallow their distaste if it serves their own interest to a greater degree.

They both still dont like each other and are still lawful and chaotic. At least as far as I know.

Right, I mostly got that. What has me confused is the balor entering an extremely orderly realm. Did I misunderstand that?

Sorry, I meant to post that question here.
I ask because most games I've played in show demons to be the devils' chief enemies, being creatures of chaos and thus abhorring any proper government. If we're doing something different, I may have to adjust Sytt's reactions to, say, the recent incident of devils and demons cooperating.
By the way, unless contradicted, I'll be assuming Abaddon to be the same as it is in Golarian's cosmology.

*Blink*

The rift twisted yet again its maw growing larger. This time a nightmare came thru in the form of a balor. The immolation devil wasted no time in speaking to the greater demon.

"Welcome to this mortal world...

Sytt's eyes widen. "Working together...what in our river of forgetfulness is going on?"

The rift twisted growing slightly wider, something came thru. This time it was a Purrodaemon, the devils let the deamon thru without incident. Once outside the room it summoned two of its lesser kin, a pair of Derghodaemon. With them in tow it moved off to find somehwere to stake a claim so that it could find a way to bring more of its kind to harvest the many souls it sensed.

"Oh, crap...those idiots are letting daemons through?" Normally, of course, Sytt would have no problem with this. He is a daemon, after all. But his unique bindings compel him to worry.

Far off in Kuros, a lesser yugoloth clutches his forehead. "I. Hate. Portals."
He rips out a glowing gold scale and stuffs it in his little apron, and his headache ebbs. "I knew I should've let those freaks kill me...even dealing with Saeroth beats this."

He'd probably panic, if he sees them at all. I don't plan on making him a major character--that chapter of my roleplaying career is over, and for very good reason.
However, if anybody enters the Abyssal Cockerel, he'll be there. Last we saw him, he was swearing revenge on a deity. My thinking is, somehow, that backfired, and he's been magically bound into bartending.
I came this close to making him a cafeteria worker, though. :P

Sytt prowls through the streets moodily. Saeroth had not been pleased with his failure. He remembers the conversation vividly.
"You failed."
"Eh, they were on some other quest. Does it matter?"
Saeroth had glared. "It does. We were hired to help them however we could, not just send them a message. You were assigned as their protector."
Explained a lot. Raised a lot of questions, too, but that was a yugoloth's way.
Sytt cared little for their ways.
"Pathetic mortals. Conscription's over. I am a daemon. And I'm going to make sure they know it."
His form shifts. He grows, warping and blurring. When the transformation ends, he is a near-transparent dog. Or hyena. He cackles, and vanishes.

Don't get more than one alias. It messes with your mind.

Celestial Healer wrote:

Gentleman Nurn wrote:

... He's not here already?

He'll be in Celestia someday, but he has proven very adept at cheating death.

I'm kind of surprised ol' Charon hasn't already given him a ride. Or whoever it is that runs the elevator up here.

We tried. He was remarkably reluctant.

Sytt, Lesser Yugoloth wrote:

Sytt sighs. "How the hell am I gonna do this?" he mutters.

For Snake eye's only :)

** spoiler omitted **

Sytt grumbles. "Do these illusionists think I'm made of money? Now I'm going to have to go and clear this with all the toppers, and they'll talk to their betters, and it'll just take forever. Dammit!" He vanishes.

Sytt sighs. "How the hell am I gonna do this?" he mutters.

Sytt places the hole on a portion of the estate gates that overlap and looks into the bottom of it. Expecting to find something to by-pass the grounds, Sytt through his deductive reasoning realizes that the bottom of his portable holes holds swirling grey matter. This semi-substance is reminiscent of the ethereal plane.

Actually, he didn't expect to find a way through it. He was just kind of curious. As in 'hmm, maybe this will explode, or cancel the wards, or do something shiny'.

Sytt, Lesser Yugoloth wrote:

Sytt lets out a moan as he yanks out the false eye. "I hate that! Hades, that hurts!" He stuffs it back into his body and pulls out a scroll. "Kinda wanted to save this," he mutters. He speaks a spell, and the scroll bursts into flame. He yelped and drops it, but it is already ash. "Stupid Efreet." He scowls and searches the area once again with his enhanced vision.

It looks like he is viewing three over lapping gates with unrecognizable patterns. They tend to trasverse across each other but never overlap into one solid. He can see the assembled heroes, but he can not hear them. The spells used to obtain this effect are almost unidentifiable.

"Styx!" Sytt says, bewildered. "These people don't like eavesdroppers!"

Sytt, Lesser Yugoloth wrote:

[Sytt sighs. "Reception could be better," he mutters. His claw disappears back into his body and comes out with a tiny orb. He pushes it into his right eye socket, and it pops in as the real eye sinks down. He scans the area, left eye closed.

He sees some sort of over-lapping patterns, but without his depth perception he can determine their origin. He sees several rough silhouettes within the patterns.

Sytt lets out a moan as he yanks out the false eye. "I hate that! Hades, that hurts!" He stuffs it back into his body and pulls out a scroll. "Kinda wanted to save this," he mutters. He speaks a spell, and the scroll bursts into flame. He yelped and drops it, but it is already ash. "Stupid Efreet." He scowls and searches the area once again with his enhanced vision.

Sytt, Lesser Yugoloth wrote:

Meanwhile, not far away, Sytt is investigating the house's surroundings, trying to find anything unusual.

Sytt sees a flash of blue light as Tristan touches the door.

When the light fades the assembled are gone and the door is still closed.

He can see something on the edge of his field of perception, some his magical senses may yet see.

Sytt sighs. "Reception could be better," he mutters. His claw disappears back into his body and comes out with a tiny orb. He pushes it into his right eye socket, and it pops in as the real eye sinks down. He scans the area, left eye closed.

Kobold Cleaver wrote:

I hate it when I'm the only one not making super powerful and very active characters. Especially when said characters claim to be more powerful than my own super powerful but less active characters.

That make any sense? :P

Uh, no. ;-P-

Good. I probably would have offended somebody.

Little Kiba wrote:

Solmyr of the Azure Flame wrote:

"Do we need anything else before we march off toward our next venture? Weapons, potions, scrolls, enchantments?"

"My axe is really for defense more than anything, so I never thought to have it made magical."

He stares at his axe for a moment.

"Oh well."

Arielle just gives him a look.

"Since when do we need enchanted stuff to help us fight?"

"That's the trouble with humans." Sytt suddenly says from a pipe. "They always assume that they need our magic to be competent. The truth is, they never were competent in the first place and no magic can change that."

Sytt, Lesser Yugoloth wrote:

"I'll be watching." He vanishes.

P.S. I like Syt's new avatar. Good pick.

Thanks, I thought it looked a bit more sinister and untrustworthy.

:::Uncle Solmyr, anyone, someone, make that snake go away!:::

Syt looks angry for a moment, then changes his face into an even more unpleasant smile. "Kid, right now I'm on your side. That could change."

On the way, there is a large puddle. In the puddle is a black snake, slithering about. When it notices you, it gets up guiltily. It is Sytt.
"Hey there, friends! I was just...I was waiting for you! Things have gotten really bad while you guys fooled around with whatever you were doing. Some kid or something? Well, anyways, that's your biz. But a couplaold 'friends' 've surfaced. Any of you know 'bout the Kitten Vikings? Those freaks from the north?"
I'm back!

You guys totally suck.
EDIT: Curse the concept that Erik Mona's avatar must surpass the use of all others!

Solnes wrote:

Awwww. For me? Well how can I thank you all? Oooooh I know!

** spoiler omitted **

Tried to look in the spoiler but it said my browser needed a flash plugin...

Hey! Man, the candy ain't worth having to hear puns like that one! *Runs*

Sytt, Lesser Yugoloth wrote:

Well, I'm going back in time and then I'll vote against you!

You have some ID sir?

Beat it or I'll call the Brute Squad!

Cobb Slaad wrote:

Hissy Halloween!

<Breaks self in half, showering the thread in bran muffins and Circus Peanuts>

CIRCUS PEANUTS! AHHHHHHHHH!!!... {runs away like a Chicken Slaad}

Mmm, peanuts!

Sytt, Lesser Yugoloth wrote:

Demi-Lich H. Ross Perot wrote:

Oh howdy youngster! Let me see... ah yes, here you go- {Mage Hands over 2 lb. ball of old hard candy half-melted together} Enjoy!

NOW GET OFF MY LAWN!

...I'm voting against you next year.

*Leaves*

What?! I'm not even running next year, you young punk. How dare you!

Well, I'm going back in time and then I'll vote against you!

Sytt, Lesser Yugoloth wrote:

The Deathskunk wrote:

What the hell?

Um, that wasn't supposed to happen.

...
SERVE ME, CREATURE OF DARKNESS!!!

...

I should go, now, shouldn't I?

What the hell?

Um, that wasn't supposed to happen.

Sytt, Lesser Yugoloth wrote:

Not funny, you motormouth FREAKS! I want candy or I'll summon a fiendish dire beaver or something to kill you ALL!

{whispers:} You're breaking character; you sound more like Dick Cheney than a yugo-, er, daemon.

That Cheney, he never did forgive us for banishing him to the Material--

Sytt, Lesser Yugoloth wrote:

Hey, trick or treat, losers!

A real treat would be if you and your loser a** aliases would go for a long walk on a real short pier.

Silly drow thing, I don't have any aliases. You do, though. So how about you take yourself and all YOUR loser aliases back to your little ballerina act or whatever drows do for fun.

Sytt, Lesser Yugoloth wrote:

Trick or treat! Note that I will not nitpick over treat quality if you guys keep Cheney from shooting me or something!

Oh howdy youngster! Let me see... ah yes, here you go- {Mage Hands over 2 lb. ball of old hard candy half-melted together} Enjoy!

NOW GET OFF MY LAWN!

...I'm voting against you next year.

Sytt, Lesser Yugoloth wrote:

Trick or treat! Don't you guys have ANY candy?

{summons succubus stripper}

"Hi, I'm Candi, and I'd love to 'treat' you- wait, a yugoloth?! Hey, I'm a slut, but I've got standards!" {returns to Abyss}

Not funny, you motormouth FREAKS! I want candy or I'll summon a fiendish dire beaver or something to kill you ALL!

Trick or treat! Oh, is nobody home? Okay, that's fine. EGG THE HOUSE! *Throws chicken eggs at building and various followers*

Trick or treat!

Oi! This is my turf! Magic Missile!

Trick or treat! Don't you guys have ANY candy?

Trick or treat! Note that I will not nitpick over treat quality if you guys keep Cheney from shooting me or something!

Trick or treat! Hurry up! Come on, what's keeping you morons! Hey! I want candy already!

Hey, trick or treat, losers!

I think that some of those demons and devils over there decided he needed to 'relax' while CF and CH dealt with the trick-or-treaters.
Hey, I'm going trick or treating now, see ya all.

Sytt, Lesser Yugoloth wrote:

Bethskel wrote:

"I didn't know anything about the other place but we don't have rooms like an inn, and "WE'VE GOT PANCAKES". "Nothing more need be said" Everyone on every plane, in every dimension likes pancakes...so there".

"I don't. I hate pancakes."

Quote:

"Also I don't know if I mentioned it but we also do weddings and funerals".

"Oh, good? So you serve real food, then?"

"Actually, that's not true". "You love them".

I rolled a d20 and it came out a 14, which on my chart say's that you love them, and especially enjoy the frozen margarita topping

"I don't have to take that from you!

"I didn't know anything about the other place but we don't have rooms like an inn, and "WE'VE GOT PANCAKES". "Nothing more need be said" Everyone on every plane, in every dimension likes pancakes...so there".

"I don't. I hate pancakes."

"Also I don't know if I mentioned it but we also do weddings and funerals".

"Oh, good? So you serve real food, then?"

*Maniacal laughter* Time to bing in the fodder!
"No, I do!" A strange one-legged snake appears. "Pancakes are starchy and flavorless!"

Yeah, and it spit the sea water back at me! Now I have this nasty burn.

The ragged man scowls

I don't need your authoritarian branwashing, I have this!

Pulls out a dog-eared copy of Steal This Book.

What kind of opiate of the masses wet dream have I been catapulted into?

*Steals book*

Celestial Healer wrote:

Celestial Follower wrote:

I do! And, I'll warm it up in this *nice* new microwave I bought from "Sam"s Club (not sure why "Sam" is in quotes).

I'm very afraid. I don't know why, but I am.

Hmmm, "Sam"... why does that name ring a bell?

Ah, don't worry, Samyaza is a devil. They don't want us daemons summoned.

Sytt, Lesser Yugoloth wrote:

Anybody got maple syrup?

I do! And, I'll warm it up in this *nice* new microwave I bought from "Sam"s Club (not sure why "Sam" is in quotes).

Ah, good old "Sam" came through again.

Anybody got maple syrup?

DUDE! That is not cool! Plug that back in RIGHT NOW! Stop being a jerk!
Anyways, I was about to toast some Buttermilk Waffles.