With the Sergei entering the fight down below. It gave his men a second wind. His meer presence giving them the hope and courage they needed. Even the mages stopped fighting the orders warriors and began giving ranged support to the paladins and clerics who where fighting. One thing was taken into account. No reinforcements came for the drow cultists and the demonkin that fought. With their second wind and began giving the enemy a fight. Victory was close at hand for the square,.... But it was a different story at the monastery. With Eliphas himself leading the attack. The order was losing the monastery. The retrievers where cleaving their way through the ranks. Eliphas was tossing the orders fighters aside like they were nothing. He only recieved minor injuries. Nothing life threatening. 
The last part of the conquest had taken place at the main hall. Where the monastery's elders prepared to hild their ground as the demon lord burst through their doors. They cast holy bolts towards him, but he countered with a magic circle against good. The bolts hit against a unseen wall. Eliphas smirked and answered their barrage with one of his own. He released his fire storm spell once more. Causing further destruction upon the old structures. One of the elders was not fast enough. He erupted and burned in the hell fire while the others brought up the magic walls they needed to resist it. One of the collums behind them came crashing down crushing two more elders. The last remaining two looked to their fallen brothers. 

    Eliphas took advantage of this distraction teleporting in close. His body erupting with fire. He sliced one with his Vorpal blade cutting from the man's right hip to his left shoulder. The other charged at him in anger. Morningstar raised. Eliphas dismissed his whip and reached. Grabbing the holy weapon and lifting the priest into the air. He felt the blessed weapon begin to burn from his grasp. He endured it as he looked the elder in the face and ran him through. He then tossed the man aside. He looked to his minions and rose his hand. "Gather the bodies of the clergy and construct a effigy here.... Make sure the elders are rused last. He ordered. With that he vanished. He returned to his location. Here he noticed both mirrors were no longer working. He spat. Despite their failure he had won a victory here that will forever damn the souls of those currently around him.

      Moved to sit on his throne. He began to laugh in victory at what had transpired. He then called out in a telepathic channel. He ordered his minions to begin attacking and seal off the city. Anyone with the will to fight would be put to death. Those who were weak would be taken and used to become slaves.


        Ellis stood in front of Samuel, a driw cultist niw bound to a chair. Ellis sighed and gestured to Ceris. She released from a bucket, water that hit Samuel's face. He woke up and found his shoes and gloves removed. He saw Ellis and Ceris with cloaks that advertised who they followed. The drow tried to struggle, all he needed was his.... He looked to see Ellis holding a dagger, his dagger. The one he was going to try and get his hand free to grab. "I am a thief,... I know all the goid hiding spots for such things." He said.

   "Who are you?..." Samuel asked. Ellis shook his head. "You dont deserve to hear my name." He stepped closer. The drow tried to move the chair and his body away but failed. "Furthermore...." Ellis swung his hand down. The dagger fitted in place amongst his fingers. The dagger pierced and punctured through the leather armor and into Samuel's leg. "... I ask the questions not you." 

   "Where is your masters location?" He asked. The drow spat cursing him in undercommon. Ellis shook his head side to side. He moved his hand once more to the dagger. He then began to twist it and turn it. The drow screamed. He heard the basement doors closing and smirked. The owner must have not wanted to hear. Ellis then yanked the dagger out. The drow's blood following the blade. "Where is Eliphas?..." He asked once more.

    Ceris stood there watching. She was on standby to heal the drow if Samuel was going die from a wound. 



     Vivian looked over to Das and rose a brow. She then reached over. Her soft dark hands moving to carress his cheeck...."I think you know.." She said in answer. She then wondered what his faces where all about. "Lolth,... The goddess of drow, the spider queen. Half drow,.... Half spider." She clarified. 

     Garrek rose a brow and shook his head at Ellyn. "Ellyn,... Your contrubution is just you, being you." He answered. "You brighten the moods of everyone here." He said. He looked over to Artos... "Right?"


   Artos looked up at the voice addressing him. "Right... "He said. He then recalled Sana wanting him to identify her arm band. Being next to Ellyn and Garrek he decided to read theirs first. His hand hovering over Ellyn's circlet that rested upon her head. His eyes glowed and he smirked as he started to read it.  "Fitting,... Your circlet is sound burst. It does sonic damage...." He then looked to Garrek's earing. "Mending,... Also convenient." He said. He then moved to the back of the wagon. His hand hovering over Sana's arm band. "Ray of Frost,... And as for Hugh's..." He said. Once Hugh showed him the jewel he began to read it. "Protection against Evil...." He then moved around to Vivian to identify her ring. "Vivian,... You have magic missile."