A New Beginning

[Yuthirin]

Struck.

'The dragon is not a dragon. It's a polymorphed succubus. Probably the one we're hunting.' Tryll broadcasts to the group.

[Anastasia]

"Got it," Dana calls back and then grins viciously. She glides in, energy manifesting around her body before...

Energy stun, cold damage and up to 30 PP, for 28d6 damage and the save is Fort based.

> roll 1d20+20 vs DC 47
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 1d20+20 vs DC 47 --> [ 1d20=14 ]{34}
> roll 28d6+28
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 28d6+28 --> [ 28d6=112 ]{140}
> roll 140*2
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 140*2 --> {280}

CRACK! The ice shot hits the dragon right in center mass, sending it reeling and falling as ice spreads across it. More and more as it plummets to the ground - only to shift back into an ice entombed, winged woman, hitting the ground hard. The CRACK as the ice and the woman breaks is remarkably loud in the storm, like glass shattered. Dana blinks and whistles, "Hey Tryll, that is a great psionic power to know, thanks!"

"...Well. It seems you have this in hand," The warrior says, "Could you please take me down so I can find my sword?"

When you meddle in the affairs of less powerful entities, it usually goes smashy fast. Free act.

[Yuthirin]

"Nice shot, Dana!" Calleigh cheers as the group passes on their way down.

[Anastasia]

Ebony faintly sighs, but on a look from the warrior, she shakes her head. "I am Ebony, servant of Alicia. I had hoped you would overcome Jintorax - that was her, yes? It was?" After a nod from him, "I had hoped you would defeat her on your own, but circumstances are deeper than a mere succubus pact maker. You are Benyen?"

"I am," The warrior confirms, "Thank you for the aid, all. I had her, but...dead is dead, she will not harm another soul on this world."

Dana snorts, "You had her, no shit?"

"Yes, no shit," he returns that coolly, "I was going to climb her back, smite her head and make her crash, then decapitate her with Hell Striker."

Dana's expression lightens at that as snow falls all around you. "Shiiiiit, why didn't you say so in the first place!"

[Yuthirin]

Calleigh leans over to Ebony, "Hey, wasn't this the guy we didn't want to bother?"

[Anastasia]

"Yes. Yes it was," Ebony says, another soft sigh. "Alicia preaches self sufficiency and growing strong, rather than relying on others."

Benyen smiles at that, "People never believe me when I say that, and then I prove them wrong. Like one time I was fighting a priest of Cyric and he had me in a pit lined with spikes. My companions thought I was dead, and I knew I was in the perfect position to leap up and use the spikes to leap off of, go up and impale the priest before he could do anything else."

"I know!" Dana laughs, a genuine and real sound, "LIke I get dumped in fucking lava and everyone's trying to heal me, when in fact I'm in position to tackle that devil motherfucker in and make him gag on boiling rock."

[Yuthirin]

Calleigh shrugs. "So let's be self suffufuisent or whatever and find that loth."

[Anastasia]

"Let's," Ebony cuts in rather strongly, "Benyen, is Shadale nearby, do you think?"

"Hm?" Looking away from Dana and blinking, "Oh, no, not at all. No, he hides behind catspaws and pawns, never coming this close. Jintorax was just another in a long line of them."

[Yuthirin]

"Huh. So we gotta root him out. Like a rat!" Calleigh nods.

[Anastasia]

"From Hades or whatever outer plane he's in, I've found conflicting information on it," Benyen mentions, "He's thoroughly warded against scrying, too."

"Hey Tryll, wanna try, you're not half bad. Or hey, I know some other people that can help. Us two can go do that if all else fails," Dana offers.

"Ah." Benyen smiles, "That would be helpful, though I despair of anyone casually cracking an ultroloth's protections."

Ebony meanwhile sends a long look in your general direction.

[Yuthirin]

"We killed a duke of Hell last month. We're pretty scary. I'm sure we can handle this. You're up, boss!" Calleigh says as her form is eclipsed by a giant black fish eye.

'Hmmmm.' Tryll broadcasts to the entire group.

[Anastasia]

Dana and Benyen exchange a look, only to be interrupted by fish eye. Benyen doesn't even blink at it, "What manner of creature are you?" he asks, plainly.

"Oh, he's a ghost squid-fish thing that resembles an aboleth but isn't," Dana says, "He's pretty fucking soft and nice once you know him."

"Thank you for your help," he says, as you reach the ground. He hops off and hurries over, Hell Striker lying in the street. A few people are poking out into the storm, eyeing things cautiously. Once he has his sword back he comes over, "Princess Dana? I have silver coins with your face and name on them."

"Yeah, yeah," Dana smiles, "Anyway, you want to come with us? We have some Imix followers to get with the killing, plus maybe some Sharrans."

"I'd love to," he says, "The last time I ran across Sharrans, they summoned a greater shadow to try and kill me."

"Yeah? Took the hits and turned the shit out of it?" Dana asks, as Ebony sighs ever so softly again, giving you a long look. Again.

"I shoved my holy symbol of Raziel into its face for the finisher," he confirms.

[Yuthirin]

From inside the eye, Calleigh's cackling can be heard. "Yup, he's one of Raziel's kids alright!"

Tryll is unperturbed by Benyen's unperturbedness. 'Yes. Hello. I am Tryll. Dana's description is mostly accurate. I am a member of a mostly dead race. I take forms like this eye because they are both simpler to understand and less unnerving than my true form. Pleased to make your acquaintance. Would you like to help us kill Shar?'

[Anastasia]

"That sounds like a great goal, but I'm currently in a blood feud with Shadale," Benyen says, "Shadale's agents slaughtered my mentor and his family, ending a line of paladins that stretched back over three hundred years." His voice is firm here, "I will not rest until Shadale is brought to justice for his many crimes."

[Yuthirin]

"What's a Shadale?"