Anvil (Afina)

[Ebiris]

[20:41] <@Ebiris> roll 1d20+35+23 blowing moment of prescience on anything described as overwhelming
[20:41] <Kobot> Ebiris rolled 1d20+35+23 blowing moment of prescience on anything described as overwhelming --> [ 1d20=6 ]{64}

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Afina: 208+26/208, heroes feast (CL 20), greater mage armour (CL 23), greater heroism (CL 23), shield (CL 23), haste (CL 23)
AC 72, spell resistance 38, blindsense 30, freedom of movement, 50% miss chance (applies to targeted spells as well) immunity to fire, water, disease, poison, fear
Spell charges: 6/10/9/8/9/9/7/0/1/2

[Anastasia]

Afina reels, her mind momentarily a blank. But she shakes it off, recovering. As she blinks her eyes clear, she sees the balor has turned away from her. The horizon of the Astral is now aflame, demons burning as if all part of a great pyre.

"NOW!" Domiel calls, his voice heard clearly through the din of battle.

[Ebiris]

That must be Raziel's crusade. Taking advantage of the balor's lassitude she quickly stabs it a couple more times to slay it, and then sucks in a deep breath before shouting, "Press the attack, crush them!" for her forces to move up and catch the demons in a pincer!

[21:47] <@Ebiris> roll 1d20+54 5th level arcane strike
[21:47] <Rei-chan> Ebiris rolled : 1d20+54 th level arcane strike --> [ 1d20=7 ]{61}
[21:47] <@Ebiris> roll 1d20+49 5th level arcane strike
[21:47] <Rei-chan> Ebiris rolled : 1d20+49 th level arcane strike --> [ 1d20=7 ]{56}
[21:47] <@Ebiris> roll 1d4+24+34+2d6+2d6+5d6+2d6+5d4
[21:47] <Rei-chan> Ebiris rolled : 1d4+24+34+2d6+2d6+5d6+2d6+5d4 --> [ 1d4=3 2d6=5 2d6=7 5d6=15 2d6=10 5d4=13 ]{111}
[21:47] <@Ebiris> roll 1d4+24+34+2d6+2d6+5d6+2d6+5d4
[21:47] <Rei-chan> Ebiris rolled : 1d4+24+34+2d6+2d6+5d6+2d6+5d4 --> [ 1d4=1 2d6=5 2d6=6 5d6=17 2d6=6 5d4=11 ]{104}
[20:26] <@Ebiris> roll 1d20+39 presumed required reflex save
[20:26] <Kobot> Ebiris rolled 1d20+39 presumed required reflex save --> [ 1d20=13 ]{52}

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Afina: 208+26/208, heroes feast (CL 20), greater mage armour (CL 23), greater heroism (CL 23), shield (CL 23), haste (CL 23)
AC 72, spell resistance 38, blindsense 30, freedom of movement, 50% miss chance (applies to targeted spells as well) immunity to fire, water, disease, poison, fear
Spell charges: 6/10/9/8/9/6/7/0/1/2

[Anastasia]

From here, an explosion of fire and chaos. The balor detonates like a fireball as your forces throw caution to the wind and attack. Afina darts about, a flurry of destruction as she wreaks havoc on the fiends before her. Bones are sliced and skin is ripped by her sword, all as attacks rain down around her.

> roll 1d20+18 vs Afina, needs a 20
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 25 > [d20=7]
> roll 1d20+10 vs Afina, needsa  20
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 28 > [d20=18]
> roll 1d20+23 vs Afina, needs a 20
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 37 > [d20=14]
> roll 1d20+15 vs Afina's spell resistance
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 19 > [d20=4]
> roll 1d20+18 vs Afina's spell resistance
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 26 > [d20=8]
> roll 1d20+23 vs Afina, needsa  20
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 37 > [d20=14]

Arrows are too slow to strike, swords are flown away from and claws are woefully unprepared to land a blow on Afina. The demons howl as flames erupt amid them, your foes becoming part of a great bonfire. A fire that does not burn you or any of your allies, a fire that soothes Afina both in heat and in nature. Something more than mere fire, something greater that burns away the taint of the demons as readily as their bodies.

After so many blows amid the inferno, Afina looks around. No more demons to strike? The battle's winding down, with the demonic horde massacred between two armies and purifying fires. Afina's breathing heavily, a fact she hasn't noticed until now, so focused on the battle. You catch sight of Dana, grinning maniacally as she stabs a vrock over and over, looming over it as it dissolves into spores. You hear Vivantha's song amid the cheers and the crackle of the purifying inferno.

Have you won?

[Ebiris]

Have they won? Her survival and the lack of any demons left to kill suggests so at least, but Afina won't consider it a victory until she knows the extent of the butcher's bill. Flying up above the morass of floating corpses that litter the battlefield she calls out, "Aurora forces, to me!"

She also ends her elemental bubble effect, allowing the astral's traits to dominate around her once more, casting moment of prescience a split second later with nary a thought.

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Afina: 208+26/208, heroes feast (CL 20), greater mage armour (CL 23), greater heroism (CL 23), shield (CL 23), haste (CL 23), moment of prescience (CL 23)
AC 72, spell resistance 38, blindsense 30, freedom of movement, 50% miss chance (applies to targeted spells as well) immunity to fire, water, disease, poison, fear
Spell charges: 6/10/9/8/9/6/7/0/0/2

[Anastasia]

Afina flies up, Aurora rallying to her. There are losses, no doubt about it. Corpses lie about the Astral, but your army is largely intact. Below you the two celestial forces gather, the fiends naught but dust on the wind now.

Dana flies up, bloodied all over but grinning, "Finally," is all she says, as Vivantha flutters over. She's intact as well. Before you get a chance to look at others, a cheer erupts amid Aurora's forces. It spreads to the celestials, a great din amid the silent swirling of the Astral. 

[Ebiris]

Afina smiles a little at the cheering, letting everyone have their moment. They did just defeat a monstrously overwhelming force after all, although how overwhelming it was after Raziel's forces got added to theirs is an open question. Hopefully their forces inside the rift are making good progress, but at least they won't have to worry about all these demons falling on their back.

[Anastasia]

Celebrations come, but admit it, "Afina," Domiel's voice comes to her, this time a soft, calm tone deep in her mind. Aurora's forces and the celestial forces seem out of focus and unimportant, while Domiel stands out. He is several hundred feet away, amid his commanders. "Please come to me."

[Ebiris]

No reason  not to, so Afina flutters over directly. "Well fought, your lordship," she commends the celestial. "Without you and yours we certainly would not have held the line here."

[Anastasia]

"With you, we would have suffered greater and been pressed back," Domiel declares, offering his hand to Afina despite the size difference, "You have stood with the righteous and Celestia remembers those that do."

A blade of jagged, chipped black steel flies forth from the horde of celestials. A falchion, sized for a human or similar creature. "This was wielded by a marilith. Known as Ralast, it has been bathed in the blood of 666 pointless slaughters." Domiel reaches out, grasping the sword. "Never again." The sword's steel cracks and shatters, the blade crumbling to dust. Most of it falls away, all that's left being a simple half foot of steel and hilt. Before your eyes it changes, a hilt forming and the black metal becoming the color of shiny steel.

"A weapon for your crusade. It will become what it needs to be in your hands or the hands of any from Aurora."

[Ebiris]

Afina clasps his hand in her own... or at least his finger. Listening as he presents the weapon she conjures a floating disc to bear the reforged blade, not wanting to change it with her touch before they can find a suitable bearer for it. "I'll make sure it finds a skilled and busy wielder," she promises. It's a short blade now (or a long blade if you're a pixie), but from what he said she assumes it can change just as well to suit someone like Hanna as anyone else.

[Anastasia]

Somehow the handshake works, in spite of the differences in size. Magic is the only thing Afina can think of. His grasp is warm and powerful, filling Afina with a deep calmness.

What's your plan now, steam pixie?

[Ebiris]

Get everyone back into Aurora for healing, count our losses, and rotate a third of our forces off duty so they can rest while everyone else stays on guard for further attacks. I'll also DM that sword for fun, taking 20 for 51 on spellcraft.

[Anastasia]

Don't think you can take 20 on spellcraft, since you get one bite at the apple. Taking 20 assumes failures happen until you get the best possible result.

[Ebiris]

That was a typo, meant take 10 for 51