[CAMPAIGN] A Short Jaunt, in Hell!
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Bel smiled, and took the arrow to his forhead, the arrow shattered, "Come teifling, you cannot hurt me with that, I am Bel, Archdevil of the First Layer," He glanced at Gareth closely, "You know, you might even be one of my offspring..." And he started to laugh.
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Zazzt nodded, and gave both Myna and Gareth a solid push past Bel, while the archdevil was busy getting Garth's annoying powder out of his eyes. A much needed, but not ery effective, distraction. The trio had not gone far when a fireball arced over, its trjectory placing it right over Myna's head.
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OOC: Shes not playing that character anymore, and i just remembered this thread, so, Bump!
IC: Gareth sprinted up towards Myna, Diving towards her and pushing her down to the ground, Avoiding the fireball, The now duo rush toward the rocky entrance to the cave, Ducking many fireballs and other assortments of attacks.
Gareth got on-top of the cave entrance arch-way and quickly set up a trap of sorts, consisting of three exploding potions tied to a rope, That when pulled would (hopefully) land on Bel's head
"Try and lure him to the archway." Gareth whispered in a firm tone to Zazzt.
IC: Gareth sprinted up towards Myna, Diving towards her and pushing her down to the ground, Avoiding the fireball, The now duo rush toward the rocky entrance to the cave, Ducking many fireballs and other assortments of attacks.
Gareth got on-top of the cave entrance arch-way and quickly set up a trap of sorts, consisting of three exploding potions tied to a rope, That when pulled would (hopefully) land on Bel's head
"Try and lure him to the archway." Gareth whispered in a firm tone to Zazzt.
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OOC: Lol, this guy was supposed to sound more impressive than he really is, an aspect of Bel is only an ecl 22 creature, by yourself, you can already kill him
IC: Zazzt nodded, and pointed a finger at Bel, and a thin ray of green short out, and lanced into his chest, gouging a deep cavity, that immediately began to bleed, but in the time it took him wink at the Lord of the Blood Plains, it was well on the mend. Zazzt noticed this, and tossing a final fireball that covered the huge creature, then he too joined Myna and Gareth in flight. Bel roared, his greatsword's flames burned white hot, mirroring his anger, as he chased after them.
IC: Zazzt nodded, and pointed a finger at Bel, and a thin ray of green short out, and lanced into his chest, gouging a deep cavity, that immediately began to bleed, but in the time it took him wink at the Lord of the Blood Plains, it was well on the mend. Zazzt noticed this, and tossing a final fireball that covered the huge creature, then he too joined Myna and Gareth in flight. Bel roared, his greatsword's flames burned white hot, mirroring his anger, as he chased after them.
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OOC: Dang... thats one heck of a rope...
IC: Zazzt ducked, and covered his head, although his wards kept all the gore off of his clothes. He smiled, and winked at Gareth, "Impressive, my friend. Well, I suppose that is one way to get rid of Lords of the Nine." He stepped forward, out into the open air. Waving at his friends, he started walking forward again.
IC: Zazzt ducked, and covered his head, although his wards kept all the gore off of his clothes. He smiled, and winked at Gareth, "Impressive, my friend. Well, I suppose that is one way to get rid of Lords of the Nine." He stepped forward, out into the open air. Waving at his friends, he started walking forward again.
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Zazzt nodded, and continued walking. Soon the group got the the river Styx once more, and they got there just in time to see the end of Charon's boat go around a bend, then vanish, in a burst of blood red light.
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Zazzt shook his head, "Lava is too hot. Few spells can stand up to its heat for the needed duration. None of which I know." Zazzt looked around, and picked up two pebbles. One he threw at the bank, right where the ship vanished, and the other right over the river. Only the one in the river vanished in similar fashion. "Feel free to walk on the bank, but I doubt you will get anywhere."
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Zazzt shrugged, "Can you fly? Or I suppose if we tossed a rock into the river, it might survive long enough to transport us."
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Gareth dug into his pack, rustled arounda bit until he grabbed a scroll, ga layed it down onto the ground and took a couple steps back, he canted some words and a big black shadow jumped out, as the darkness and smoke cleared, his gryphon was standing there, chirping in hs face.
With outbhestation Gareth jumped onto its back and took to the skies.
"No time for doddling Zazzt"
With outbhestation Gareth jumped onto its back and took to the skies.
"No time for doddling Zazzt"