Ulor's whispers echoed throughout the tunnel off the surface of the water, carrying out into the large room. The chanting halted suddenly, and the scurrying of feet could be heard before a voice spoke up, booming deep and harsh over the murky water. "Who dares interrupt our rituals? Show yourselves, so that we may add your number to our sacrifices and rid the world of your stupidity!" 

As if bidden by the voice, the current increased, tugging the boat forward into the open room. To the west, a devilish figure sat on a throne, glaring as the boat entered view. Before him was a man bound to a pillar, stripped of his gear and nearly naked. A sahuagin priestess guarded him, and a kuo-toa was to his north. On the other side of the river was a black dragon child who seemed to be the source of the voice, along with a pseudodragon minion and an undead skelton. The group seemed organized into a specific pattern for some ritual. 

As the boat pulled into view, the dragon snorted, perhaps expecting an easier prey. "Didn't we already capture half of you?" it asked with annoyance. "Bah, you humanoids all look alike, especially once you have been destroyed! Kill them!"
[H3]Roll for Initiative![/h3]
21 - [@Oraculum] - [url=https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1143220]Ulor[/url]
[s]20 - Black Dragon Wyrmling - KO'd[/s]
17 - [@Oraculum] - Octy
16 - [@Cao the Exiled] - [url=https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1390535]Auro'pol[/url] - KO!
[s]16 - Kuo-toa - KO'd
16 - Sahuagin Priestess - KO'd[/s]
15 - [@JBRam2002] - Eilina
13 - [@corneredbliss] - [url=https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1197684]Ary[/url]
11 - [@Ms Ravenwinter] - [url=https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1166932]Yvah[/url]
9 - [@LovelyAnastasia] - [url=https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1288965]Solglia[/url]
[s]8 - Pseudodragon - Dead
7 - Spined Devil - Defeated[/s]
[s]7 - Skeleton - KO'd
6 - Sahuagin Guard A - KO'd
6 - Sahuagin Guard B - KO'd[/s]
6 - Flying Sword
2 - [@Ermine] - [url=https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1347280]Peony[/url]
[H3][url=https://i.imgur.com/xR9Uc1U.png]Current Battle Map![/url][/h3]
[@Oraculum] - Muttering something about reckless fools and blind oxen, Ulor precariously stood up from his position in the boat and, having obliviously and rather roughly jostled his way to the fore, gracelessly hopped from the vessel onto the western embankment. Moving a step forward, he raised his left hand in the kuo-toa's direction, whispering his indistinct chant. Spectral flames flowed towards the creature as the shadows around it formed into thrashing, amorphous shapes that were cast by no body. [Ulor steps out of the boat and onto the western shore, where he moves a square forward and down. He then Hexes and Eldritch-Blasts the kuo-toa. He hits with a 21 for attack, dealing 6 force damage and 5 necrotic damage.]

The Wyrmling approached the boat, chuckling menacingly as it flapped its wings, and summoned a gout of acid breath, spewing it in a line across the bow of the magical vessel. Ulor, Yvah, and Peony must make a Dex save or take [color=ed1c24][b]11[/b][/color] acid damage (half on success). [I rolled terribly... four of those dice were 1s.]

[@Oraculum] - With the party's arrival exposed, there was no further need for the octopus to remain concealed. Rising out of the water, it shed the murky hue it had assumed in it even as the filthy liquid trickled down from its twitching tentacles, regaining its usual spectral colouring. A quick survey of the chamber, along with Ulor's silent prodding, was enough for it to determine that it was safer not to personally engage any of the foes yet. It thus swam through the air a few paces towards its master, but cautiously remained clear of where the dragon's corrosive breath had struck. [Octy moves diagonally up and to the west by two squares.]

[@Cao the Exiled] - Auro'pol narrowed his eyes on the priestess as he tried to remember any knowledge on the Sahuagin abomination. Only recalong the fact that they were amphibious. Annoyed by the lack of info that he could recall, the Bladesinger would take the rope that bound him, wrapping it around his knuckles. Auro slowly crept up to the priestess, attempting. As the Sahuagin dodged his attack, Auro instantly took a defense position. [Attempted a history check to remember weaknesses, rolled an 8. Then attempt an athletic check to grapple and strangle. Rolled a 14, but failed to beat contested roll.]

The Kuo-toa sees the escaping prisoner and charges, striking at Auro'pol with his spear for [color=ed1c24][b]9[/b][/color] damage! The Sahuagin Priestess flanks with the Kuo-toa, scoring a [b]Critical Hit[/b] for [color=ed1c24][b]3[/b][/color] damage on Auto'pol. She then casts a spell on herself.

[@JBRam2002] - Eilina suddenly poofed off the boat, disappearing in a cloud of mist before appearing just behind the Kuo-toa. "You look like you could use some help!" she called out, conjuring a Ray of Frost to hit the frogman, but he dodged. Eilina moved closer to flank the kuo-toa, drawing her dagger in as menacing a manner as the adorable tiny gnome could muster.

[@corneredbliss] - Araerys inwardly rolled her eyes; jumping into yet more combat was probably not the best idea. The group’s morale was a little shaky and it sounded as if the room held a lot more enemies than they had yet faced - but here they went. The bard pushed her way through the boat before hopping out into the dirty waters, quick to spot the dragon to her side and instinctively shouting words of a spell that she had somehow come to know. Immediately, scores of parasites poured out from the ground beneath the creature and began to climb up its body, scuttling and squeaking until they covered its scales like moving skin. [Ary moves to just in front of Peony, casts Infestation on Black Dragon. 4 poison dmg if fail, moves him 5 feet north.] As she hops into the murky water, she feels a sickened feeling, and now has the poisoned condition.

[@Ms Ravenwinter] - Feeling rested after the boatride and particularly springy, Yvah leaped from the boat and planted her feet to the ground. Landing in a crouch beside the drake, Yvah sprang up in a flash of motion. Her staff flung out skyward in a wide, sweeping arc, completely missing the target. The weight of the weapon gave her balance as her leg thrust forward, heel connecting and denting a plate of adolescent dragonscale, dealing 10 damage. With a pivot on her toes, her fist lashed against scaled hide, only for the wrist to buckle against the tough natural plating.

[@LovelyAnastasia] - Solglia growled, her long wavy brown hair rustling around her shoulders. The heavy gold earrings she wore glinted softly as she moved her head, taking in every aspect of this new situation. Out of the fire and into the dragon's mouth, huh? What a splendidly horrible chance encounter. A dragon! Of all things, it had to be that! She could handle goblins, giant spiders, sneaky assassins, and most other atrocities, but a dragon? Come on! She was only a dwarf! Even if she came from far away, it didn't change the history. Most dwarves through out history were defeated and their precious property stolen by the horrid beasts. Even as she swung her heavy warhammer, of course missing despite her might, Solglia had to begrudgingly admit though.... The beast was the very image of destructive beauty. If she had forge fire, she wondered if her skills with metal could recreate such finest.

The pseudodragon darts forward and whips its tail at Yvah as she is distracted by the much larger dragon, piercing the back of her arm for [b][color=ed1c24]3[/color][/b] damage. [b]Yvah must make a CON save.[/b] The spined devil sends one of its tail spines flying towards Eilina, but misses wide. Another tail spine flies at the same target and hits, dealing [color=ed1c24][b]5[/b][/color] piercing damage and [color=ed1c24][b]2[/b][/color] fire damage. The Skeleton near Yvah approaches, but cannot land a hit. Hearing the commotion, two sahaugin guards rush out from around the corner, brandishing their weapons.

[@Ermine] - With a roar, Peony, frustrated by the elemental facemelting she narrowly avoided the brunt of by contorting her body backward, muttered a curse on the creature that did it (Hex). She flicks her blade, and with a flash, causes it to hum with potential energy in addition to it's flames (Booming Blade on still flaming blade), and swings the blade at the creature, but cannot pierce its hide.

[@Oraculum] - Casting a backwards glance at the dragon, who was now dangerously close and eager to use its corrosive breath, Ulor hastily scrambled further from the boat by a few steps. That the scaled acolytes should be engaged with their prisoner and the gnome was, for as much as he was concerned, for the best. This allowed him to continue his assault from a safer distance, an occasion he was prompt to seize by unleashing another diaphanous bolt of crackling power. [Ulor moves to the southwest by two squares, and casts another Eldritch Blast at the kuo-toa, dealing10 damage and defeating it!]

Seeing the foes surrounding it, the Dragon turns its attention to the Blood Hunter in front of it and snaps its jaws towards Peony. The acid melts through the girl's armor as its teeth sink in painfully, dealing [color=ed1c24][b]11[/b][/color] piercing damage and [color=ed1c24][b]3[/b][/color] acid damage!

[@Oraculum] - After bubbling in place for some more moments, the octopus seemed to finally decide on its plan of action. Writhing and shaking off the last of the sewer water, it drifted towards the scaled priestess, who seemed to be at the same time surrounded by twisting shadows at her feet for a moment as Ulor had waved in her direction. The hovering mollusk spluttered and flailed over her, strangely but fairly clearly motioning at the elf with a pair of tentacles. [Octy floats up to the sahuagin priestess and Helps Auro'pol on his next attack against her, giving it advantage.]

[@Cao the Exiled] - The mage was perplexed as what to do with his current situation. Things appeared to look dire whenn he noticed the warrior fall behind him. With a grin, the ghost elf chanted something in what appeared to be a mixture of Elven and Infernal. A small orb jetted from his palms and past the priestess, which then burst into  a large cloud of fog. The twenty by twenty orb soon engulfed the creature, allowing his escape to go unnoticed. As the elf zoomed passed the fallen guard, he would sweep up the spear that it had fallen, thanking the stranger that had slay it in the same bastard tongue. Leaping from the stairs, Auro would make his way to the alcove that held his prized claws. Unfortunately, before the elf could acquire them, a sword that laid before them would snap to life, rising with a strike across his chest. Surprised by the sudden assault, the elf determined that the blade was a type of construct called a flying sword. [Auro cast fog cloud four squares behind the priestess. On his way to clame his gear, he would equip the spear held by the Kuo-toa warrior. Approaching his gear, Auro  was attacked by a sword, dealing 5 dmg. A successful arcana check determined it is a flying sword]

The Sahuagin Priestess steps forward, casting another spell that affects herself, the Spined Devil, and the Flying Sword. Eilina casts a spell on the Flying Sword in retaliation, and the sound of a bell can be heard as spots of rust form on the weapon, dealing [color=ed1c24][b]2[/b][/color] necrotic damage.

[@corneredbliss] - As soon as Araerys jumped into the water, a wave of nausea washed over her. Her face screwed up involuntarily as she dry heaved, only just realizing what she’d done in the heat of the battle. Immediately regretting the disgusting water that made contact with whatever skin she had exposed, the bard scrambled as quickly as she could down the line of creatures and heaved herself up onto dry ground just on the opposite side of the little red dragon that was beside Yvah. Leaving the water, Ary instantly felt much, much better. With an almost renewed sense of motivation, she unsheathed her rapier and made a slash at the pseudo dragon, which connected with a [b]squelsh[/b] and dug deep into its hide. Pulling and pushing it until the blade nearly came out of the other side, the half-elf let out a half-laugh as the creature stopped moving, and she nodded at the feline as if passing on the baton. “One less for ya. Go get ‘em!" [Ary moves down the river three squares and east one square, so that she’s flanking the drake with Yvah. She swings her rapier and it connects (attack 25), dealing 15 dmg. She then grants combat inspiration to the kurjian.]

[@Ms Ravenwinter] - Just as swiftly as the flying lizard swooped in behind Yvah, the thing was dispacted with a satisfying squish of flesh and pierced scale. Seeing the near broken state of one of the rescued prisoners, Yvah leaped up with her staff. The hard edge connected under the umbral drake's neck, hearing some scales crack and bones give. Just before she was swatted out of the air, only barely avoiding a full impact from the dragon's paw. She managed to land gracefully, but lost her opportunity for further strikes.

[@LovelyAnastasia] - The dragon was moving away from the boat, obviously unthreatened by her entirely, so as it was chomping around, it had its back to her entirely. She couldn't miss this opportunity. Actually it was about as easy a target as hitting an old barn door. There was no way she could miss. So how could she resist? With a gritted tooth smile, she swung her hammer over her head, spun it magnificently three times but then she caught sight of Peon-whatever-her-name-was. Crap. The hill dwarf frowned. Guess she'd have to settle for being a medic. Very unlike her.... Ah no helping it. She'd try her healing then. How was that for being unthreatening? No time to be celebrating though. Solglia lifted up her sheild. Just in case. Rubbing her hands together, she grumbled the spell more than chanted or sang it. Maybe that was why it got a little curly and ended up so weak. She put her hand on Peony's back and let the spell end with a snort. [Lvl 2 Spell cure wounds on [color=39b54a][b]Peony for +6 HP[/b][/color]]

The Spined Devil rushes towards Eilina, trying to bite her and pierce her with its fork, but the shimmering force of mage armor around her repels the attacks. The blessing from the Sahuagin priestess allows the Devil's bite to press through the arcane barrier, hitting for [color=ed1c24][b]5[/b][/color] damage. The skeleton swings at Yvah, but the feline is easily able to dodge out of the way. The Sahuagin Guards approach as well. The first hits Yvah with his spear and follows up with a bite for a total of [color=ed1c24][b]7[/b][/color] damage, while the second bites Ary for a [b][color=ed1c24]CRITICAL[/color][/b] hit for [color=ed1c24][b]5[/b][/color] damage, and [b][color=ed1c24]CRITS AGAIN[/color][/b] with the spear for [color=ed1c24][b]13[/b][/color] damage as it attacks with a frenzy from the fresh blood. Lastly, the Flying Sword swings again at Auro'pol, hitting for [color=ed1c24][b]4[/b][/color] damage!

[@Ermine] - Continuing her same tactic with much less yelling this time, Peony again swings her blade - which so far only contained her own blood - at the dragon, with fire and thunder backing up its power, though she was pretty sure it wouldn't be the greatest of buffs. Sadly, a 6 does not beat its AC.

[@Oraculum] - Had he had some semblance of pride remaining, Ulor would have congratulated himself for directing the curse that had been left afloat with the kuo-toa's demise against what appeared to be the most dangerous foe of the lot. As it was, he was simply glad he had thought of doing so. If the fiend and the enchanted blade were arms, the sahuagin was the heart, and removing her would leave the others weakened. Turning slightly to have a better sight, but remaining in place, he conjured a third bolt of arcane power, this time directed at the adept. [Ulor points his Eldritch Blast towards the sahuagin priestess, breaking through her sanctuary and dealing [color=ed1c24][b]12[/b][/color] damage, KOing her! As the priestess falls, her enchantment on her allies also fades, and Ulor's Hex moves over to the Spined Devil.

The dragon wymrling, intent on finishing off its prey, gnashes out at Peony with its maw and barely is able to connect through the armor. It deals [color=ed1c24][b]5[/b][/color] piercing damage and [color=ed1c24][b]1[/b][/color] acid damage, and the dragon laughs at her misfortune, a slow and deep chuckle. "Give in now, and maybe you'll be honored as sacrifices before the end of days!"

[@Oraculum] - Caught in the bank of fog conjured by the freed prisoner, the octopus considered itself safe enough from the foes it knew remained nearby. However, this came at the price of being as blind as them as to what the mist concealed. From what Ulor could tell it, there was some space to edge closer to the remaining enemy without showing itself; yet neither could say exactly how much. Opting for safety, the creature swam sideways but by a step, and was relieved to remain concealed. [Octy moves to the west by one square.]

[@Cao the Exiled] - Auro narrowed his eyes at the floating blade with interest. Holding his right hand up, he channelled the the magic energy around him to attempt taking it over. [Attempted arcana (int) to take control of the flying blade. Rolled 18 and failed]

[@JBRam2002] - Seeing that many of the enemies had lined up perfectly for her, Eilina again dipped into the ethereal realm, poofing into view again not far from the Sahuagin guards. "Burn!" she called out, sending a line of arcane fire to hit both Sahuagin Guards, the Skeleton, and the Dragon, dealing [color=ed1c24][b]16[/b][/color] damage on a failed Dex save, half as much on a pass. The only failure was the northern Sahuagin Guard, but the Dragon Wyrmling collapsed under the flames. The smug grin lasted on her face only long enough for her to realize that she was now in danger, and she started to frantically cross the bridge back away from the Sahuagin.

[@corneredbliss] - A quick scan of the field told her that nearly half of their enemies were already incapacitated, and a delighted grin graced the bard’s face as she turned to the creature just beside her. With her rapier poised, she swung at it, perhaps too overconfidently - the blade missed, and she grunted as she stopped its momentum from spinning her completely around. Araerys cursed loudly and readied the blade back up again, brow furrowed as she tensed for the imminent attack. [Ary swings her rapier and misses with a gods-damned 11.] 

[@Ms Ravenwinter] - As the bloodied beast fell to the ground in a clump of shimmering black scales, Yvah and Ary were approached by the swings of enemy weapons. The first swiped harmlessly by her side, the second and third stabbed and tore into her as she motioned herself away from the first strike. A cry of pain followed as her friend beside her was gouged by the enraged fishman. Before they could make another attack, Yvah dipped under the reach of the skeleton before her, just barely ducking underneath its grasping fingers. With a pivot of her body, she distributed her momentum around in a graceful swing of her staff. The end caught itself on the side of the sahuagin's skull from behind with a loud [i]crack[/i] against his helm. The staff continued its arc just short of the skeleton beside the guard as he crumpled motionless beside the foul thing.

[@LovelyAnastasia] - Solglia was a bit salty (ha no both legitimately and figuratively) about this whole fight. Everyone was flipping and spinning and slicing and being rather heroic, and what was she doing? Standing there trying to concentrate on healing spells. The very spells she had neglected because she had always been awful at them. All this elf magic healing stuff was wearing her out. She was more of a crush-things-with-hammer sort of cleric, not some flittering gnome healing cleric. Grumbling once more about how she'd much rather stand with her shield in front of the wounded, she rubbed her palms together. "Bringers of day, brighter than night, pour into thee, the spirit of life!" She chanted, putting a palm on Peony. The magic swirled with a golden glow, brightened on the other's back and- Fizzled out with a pop. CRUSH IT ALL TO THE SEVEN HELLS, REALLY?! [Solglia heals Peony a measly 4hp and continues to be a failure]

Seeing the dragon fall incensed the Spined Devil who darted forward towards Ulor in a fury. Its jaws snapped towards the warlock, followed by a thrust from his pitchfork, but the devil was too angry to focus on his attacks, nearly biting its tongue off in the process. The Skeleton slings its sword at Yvah who expertly bats it aside, causing it to fall out of the skeleton's grasp and skitter along the ground away from it. The remaining Sahuagin, feeling slightly embarrassed at the poor showing from its allies, drives its spear towards Ary with both hands, barely hitting for [color=ed1c24][b]3[/b][/color] damage! The flying sword slices at Auro'pol, unaffected by the elf's attempts to subdue it, and the blade scrapes along the outside of Auro'pol's clothing, barely missing the attack by a fraction of an inch.

[@Ermine] - Peony, incensed by her blade's lack of usefulness at the moment - and having been attacked again, and having been touched in a way she didn't like, being too weak to fight at the moment, being defended against her will, and most of all having her quarry stolen from her - takes a breath and settles for just keeping herself alive. She pulls a potion from her belt and takes a swig (restoring [color=39b54a][b]8[/b][/color] HP) before dramatically smashing the vial just before the corpse of the dragon. She spits at it and mumbles a curse before rushing to aid Yvah, standing opposite her next to the skeleton to flank.

[@Oraculum] - Ulor could not help but start half a step backwards when the devil came charging at him, but stopped when the beast's fangs gnashed wide. All throughout, his face had never lost its lack of a definite expression. "You should know better than to meddle with forces so far beyond you, underdweller," he rasped at the fiend, raising his hand to unleash a blast of unnatural energy directly into its hideous horned face. In almost the same moment, he sent out a wave of thought to the octopus, summoning it to his aid against the dangerously close foe, with whom the familiar understood he was now somewhat more uneasy than he would have cared to admit. The mollusk floated out of the cloud of fog, and, regaining its bearings, neared the devil, over whose head it began to circle in a harmless but rather irritating way. [Ulor Eldritch Blasts the devil at point-blank, dealing 5 damage. Octy then floats up to it and does its routine of Helping Ulor on his next attack.]

[@Cao the Exiled] - Annoyed by his failure to convert the construction. While chanting the incantations of Booming Blade,  the ghost elf would clumsily swing the spear, attempting to hit the flying blade which caused him to miss. [Attack: d20+3 = (7)+3 = 10 ~ Missed]	

[@JBRam2002] - Seeing that the elf was having trouble with the Flying Sword, Eilina sent a dark cantrip to hamper the blade, and a dull ringing sound could be heard as the blade failed to resist her spell [Toll the Dead for [color=ed1c24][b]5[/b][/color] damage].

[@corneredbliss] - It just wasn’t her time. She’d had her moment with the skeletons in the previous battle, but now Araerys just couldn’t seem to land a proper hit. She stabbed at the air with her rapier, quite off target after being too hasty from her last missed attack. A loud roar of frustration escaped her before she shouted at the little girl across from her, “God’s damn it all - if yer able to get a whack in, do it fer me!” [Ary misses AGAIN (6) and grants Bardic Inspiration to Peony.] 

[@Ms Ravenwinter] - The bardic half-elf shouted across from Yvah to further rally their number. She seemed in dire straits, thrusting wildly through the haze of blood loss. Yvah wasn't doing much better, but sensing a victory nearly in sight, she steeled herself. With teeth grit, and muscles flexed, she swung wide with a deep step. The hard wood of her staff rattled the skull of Ary's attacker, who fell limp at the friendly charlatan's feet. She swung again, in the opposite direction, using the weight of the weapon to spin her body into a kick behind her. The many cracks of bones resounded through the echoing chamber as her leg shattered the autonomous corpse's ribcage. It's upper body clattered and splintered over the stone below as Yvah pushed herself into a ready stance. [Attack 1 hits Sahuagin B for 14 damage while Attack 2 hits Skeleton for 7 damage (x2 for weakness). Both are KO'd.]

[@LovelyAnastasia] - Solglia had been in the boat for mostly the entire battle. Well not 'mostly'. She had been in the boat the entire battle. Should she leave it now? It was almost over. What if it floated away after she left it? Nah. Should be fine. She coooooould go check out that dragon corpse. Those beasties were known for their love of shiney things. One of the things she could relate too. Buuuuut these guys had broken her out of a glob-making machine. She did owe her hammer to them. Clod-grind it. Solglia let out a heavy reluctant sigh and left the boat, half-heartedly lifting her hammer and swinging at the devil creature. She obviously missed. No battle could be done without heart. And her heart was currently gazing like a love stuck school maid at a big scales corpse across the way. Because how many changes did one get to examine a dragon corpse without being a knife blade cut near death? Arrrrrrgh.... Should have looked it over instead of dancing with a devil...

The Spined Devil was no idiot. He knew that he was outmatched at this point in time, and reincarnation in the seven hells was a painful prospect. But still, his pride would not allow him to withdraw without another parting shot. "You will see me again, I promise you!" he called out as he sunk his teeth into Ulor's shoulder, dealing [color=ed1c24][b]5[/b][/color] damage. The pitchfork he carried jabbed towards the floating octopus, but the attack went wide. With a snarl, the devil turned and flew towards the summoning circles near his throne. The flying sword jabs out at Auro'pol, hitting for [color=ed1c24][b]9[/b][/color] damage and knocking him unconscious!

[@Ermine] - The girl with no luck in melee ironically managed to be lucky that she was out of melee with everything but people who currently wouldn't ve attacking her...except the guy with the octopus. Oh, he would suffer ever so much later. But for now, she would worry about the bigger threat: the devil. If she could kill nothing else, that would be what would die by her hands...or...magic. whatever. She had seen it take a hit or two (she didn't have the best view of it), so her choice was obvious: Toll the Dead (in addition to transferring her hex uselessly, dealing 9 damage).

[@Oraculum] - It might have been an effect of - something to do with the half-elf (between the horrid countenance before him and other, more interesting things to busy himself with, Ulor had by this point forgotten what exactly), but he did not seem to feel the devil's bite as sharply as he would have otherwise. Still, while he was not left dazed, the creature turned tail and fled faster than he could react. There was, however, still time to strike it down. Gesturing in the general direction of his companions with a loudly whispered "Finish it while it is here!", he swiftly transitioned into an incantatory motion, conjuring another howling stream of power. The octopus, content with having eluded the fiend's blow, remained hovering nearby. [Ulor keeps Eldritch Blasting at the devil and misses. Octy doesn't do much.]

[@Cao the Exiled] - Auro'pol is KO'd and must make a Death Saving Throw.

[@JBRam2002] - Seeing the others struggle to make contact with the devil as it ran away, Eilina held up her arcane crystal and muttered a few words, sending three blasts of pure magical energy towards her target. The missiles homed in on the spined devil, making contact and taking him down in a puff of infernal smoke just before it could reach the summoning circle. [Eilina casts [i]Magic Missile[/i] on the Spined Devil for 11 damage, sending it back to the nine hells from whence it came.]

[@corneredbliss] - As the enemies fell by Yvah's strikes, the bard threw her fists into the air in triumph; if she wasn't having any luck this time around, at least one of them was. "Yes!" She nearly reached over and hooked her hand around the back of the feline's neck in celebration, but figured physical contact in a still ongoing fight might not be the best of ideas. Realizing that she had yet to see where the rest of the party had gone to, she straightened up and took a scan of the field behind her, only to find that someone had already fainted across the way. And then remembering the girl, Ary whipped her gaze around until she spotted Peony nearby, out of harm's way for the moment. She breathed a sigh of relief as she returned her attention to the sword that seemed to be the only enemy left. Soon she was singing a jumble of discordant notes that only it could hear - if only it could actually register [i]what[/i] it was hearing. It was only after she'd cast her spell that Araerys understood the thing couldn't take any damage from it, since it was a gods damned [b]sword[/b]. Still, the melody caused it to flee from the unconscious male until it was positioned in the top left corner of the terrain, and Ary, a bit miffed that she hadn't caught her mistake, simply acted as if that was all she had meant to do all along. To the party across the water, she nodded her head toward the hostile blade and exclaimed, "Last one! Go get 'em so we can take a breather fer once!" [Ary casts Dissonant Whispers at Swordy - no damage, but forces it to move as far away as it can.]

[@Ms Ravenwinter] - Just as Yvah pulled herself ready for a sprint at the spikey fiend, it slammed into the floor with the full force of its run with a set of arcane darts fizzling out of its hide. She turned on her heel as the metallic scrape of the animated sword drew her attention to the final enemy. She sprung toward it, dashing at it with a staggering speed as she immediately drew her staff against it. There was no anatomy to exploit, or pressure points to strike, and so the blow seemed to rebound almost uselessly. Only a subtle dent was dealt to the blade, its edge still keen and its movements barely staggered. [3 damage dealt (Resists nonmagic bludgeoning)!]

[@LovelyAnastasia] - Solglia didn't appreciate her passive part in this battle. She wasn't injured, she wasn't I'll and she wasn't lame, so how was it she stood in the background like some sharp-ear healer casting pretty spells instead of fighting? Grumbling and in a sour mood, she shifted the warhammer in her hands. Heavy leaden steps carried her to ever lasting Sword. It reminded her of the spiritual weapon she could call up form time to time. With a huff, she tilted her head back and squared her shoulders. And swung. This time the hammer shifted in the air, her stubborn will guiding it with more force than usual. It connected with the Sword, broadly against the blade. The she dwarf grinned like a wolf baring its teeth. Much better. (Attack: 19 Damage: 9 )

The Flying Sword collapses to the ground, the magical energy battered out of it. 

[h3]Battle Complete![/h3]
All players gain 2700 EXP! Ulor will stabilize Auro'pol, who will be unconscious for 4 hours or until someone heals him.