Infiltrating a diabolical stronghold (full party)

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Merc

"Thanks, Sylvie," Ithea says, opening the door. "You good now, Lief?"
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Iron Dragoon

*begins to struggle at the sudden touch, but then inhales sharply as the magic hits, then shudders and exhales in relief*

"I.. I'm good. Thanks, Sylvie.. I'm not sure how much longer I could have held on..."

*closes his eyes and breathes in deep to try and focus himself*

"Okay.. Okay... What was it you needed me to do?"
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Anastasia

"Be ready to fight - about now," Sylvie drawls, as Ithea opens the door. Ahead is a door 10ft ahead, while to your right the entire space opens up into a large chamber. Here a hall extends towards the green spire you saw outside. The spire is now cracked and with blots of red and black spreading over it in a repeating pattern. Nine dots in the same pattern, over and over and over again.

You can hear voices. Hundreds of voices crying out in pain, echoing in your minds like a nightmare that won't go away with the dawn. Amid it you can hear a paean being sung in Infernal, offering praise to the Serpent Throne.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Merc

Ithea's eyes narrow and her grip on her glaive tightens as she advances forward, watchful of any ambushes.
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Iron Dragoon

*holds his position on Ithea's shoulder, covering her blind spots and readying himself for an attack*
This is not the greatest post in the world, no... this is just a tribute.

Anastasia

> roll 1d20+54 Sylvie will try K:P for something here
<PlushieIthea> Kotono roll for PlushieIthea < 67 > [d20=13]


"There are walls of force, but they're fading away? Eh?" Sylvie flies forward, "Something extremely powerful is undoing the magic around them. I think....I think we've played into whatever scheme the maker of this fortress had in mind. The song is worse, it's only sung in Nessus. It's at least Nessian Pit Fiends. We either run and conceded victory to them, or we face them with all the advantages on their side."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Iron Dragoon

"Well... I'm not one for a fight stacked against us, but if you think we take them on, I'm down for it. I have scrolls and that poison... I can probably take at least one out of the fight pretty quick."


OOC: Spells/Poisons: http://www.soulriders.net/forum/index.php/topic,101754.msg1059635.html#msg1059635

I'm down for suggestions on how to load up for this fight if we have time to.
This is not the greatest post in the world, no... this is just a tribute.

Anastasia

"On the better side, they respect us enough to stay to the defensive," Sylvie remarks as she bites on her lip, "They know by now that strike teams don't work."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Merc

Ithea pauses, grimaces a bit out of stubbornness, then asks, given Sylvie's observations: "What can we expect if we push on? Is this something we can't handle if we don't also pick up Jaela, Afina, Adrian, and some other back-up? Too small a group?"
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Yuthirin

Okay, got nabbed all day by family in town. Sylvie & Lief get Death Ward.

"If we are outmatched too badly, I can get us out of here. Whether we proceed or not, they know we're here. The only difference our choice makes is who gets to react to it first, us or them. We're here now, and they can only prepare so much for us." Muirfinn says.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

"Whatever Hell thinks can stop us and more." Sylvie shakes her head, "But two problems with that idea. If we run away, it'll take us time to get to a portal out of the Astral. Two, they'll have all the time in the world to reinforce. Also, Afina and Jaela are preparing their own assault, remember? We need to win this to enable them."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

#221
"I can Gate us out, but yes. Not proceeding would be a poor choice."

Stats: ShowHide
HP: 300/300
AC: 50
Active Effects: Camouflage (+10 circ to Hide), Primal Instinct (), Superior Resistance (+6 to all resistances), Owl's Wisdom (+10 Wis for 1 hour), Halo of Sand (+4 deflection bonus for 2 hours), Sheltered Vitality (Immune to ability damage/drain for 20 minutes), Death Ward (20 minutes)
Passive Effects: Fast Healing 11, immune to disease & poison
Form: Tortle
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

"Then we need to hurry before it gets any worse," Sylvie says, "Time isn't on our side."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

"Unless there are any other objections, let's proceed."
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

Marching order here? It's relevant. Let me know how you're advancing ahead.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?