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rojito Junior Member Posts: 69	Jalyk Mellir - p3 - Theros Mar 22, 2015 13:59:22 GMT Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by rojito on Mar 22, 2015 13:59:22 GMT As soon as I get into the library I try to find a list of titles or some sort of reference book so I can see what they have.

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Jalyk Mellir - p3 - Theros Mar 22, 2015 23:16:38 GMT

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They have a wonderful well cataloged of books covering the treatise of strategy, and military tactics. A book called the Path to Peace, which looks eerily similar to the Art of War, but past those there is a few books on the creation of the world and how the gods came together, it includes the 14 gods in it, and basic practice of worship. They have very good atlas's of most of the continent. There is even a few translation books, to help switch between Common, Deep Speech, Sylvan, Infernal, Celestial, and a few hundred words of Minotaur. There library does not lend, but you are free to playgerise anything in them, doesnt seem to have any copyright info anywhere.

Besides you, there is a Centaur present, been mostly muttering in french as he looks over a few of the books on forging armaments, and a grey skinned scholar wearing a gold mask. He doesnt say much but continues to copy the older manuscripts onto new parchment, and binding them back into books.

rojito Junior Member Posts: 69	Jalyk Mellir - p3 - Theros Mar 23, 2015 19:13:23 GMT Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by rojito on Mar 23, 2015 19:13:23 GMT I look for books about ancient wars. Looking for something along the lines of a war against demons or close to that. Or even just how someone in the past has bested spellcasters without magic themselves.

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Jalyk Mellir - p3 - Theros Mar 23, 2015 22:05:00 GMT

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You’ve seen Yaoel on occasion. She is havening only a bit of trouble, one of the priest here want to put her through a trial to test her knowledge and devotion to Heliod. (well say you got to this plane on a Monday) She has to take the test on Friday. Its already Wednesday, spending most your time in the library fighting with the lack of organization to locate and read through the books you need. Several of the books reference a book call ‘Passage and Return of Erebos’s Realm” and say how the creation of demons is listed there and will not be spoken here. After all these searches, your pretty sure the book is not at this library. The centaur who is apparently the librarian when he chooses to be, says they will for sure have it in Meletis, they have the Grand Library, which has a copy if not the original of each book ever recorded. As for defeating spellcaster without the use of magic, most tales refer to playing to spellcasters vanity as many don’t have useful skills, choosing instead to use magic in its place. Setting traps, close combat, or lucky shots are used in dozens of stories. Most notable is a story of Arthur and Merlin, where Merlin is a powerful Minotaur shaman that lead a huge host in battle, and Arthur was a scrawny farm boy that slingshotted a stone through the Minotaur skull killing it. Arthur had picked up sever stone after that and the horde fled.

rojito Junior Member Posts: 69	Jalyk Mellir - p3 - Theros Mar 23, 2015 22:22:50 GMT Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by rojito on Mar 23, 2015 22:22:50 GMT I make note of Meletis and ask Yaoel if we should go there to find more information.

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Jalyk Mellir - p3 - Theros Mar 23, 2015 22:43:12 GMT

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"We are going to have to, I'll get in trouble when i fail the trial for Heliod, and Meletis should have much more information to work with then here. I'll prepare my stuff and meet you outside of town at the crossroads, there should be a Shrine to Ephara there. Make a prayer for our journey, she is supposed to be a God of Protection as well."

In Theros they generally do not make the distinction between God and Goddess, also i imagine in the last few days you have traded for different cloths? if so, merchant, scribe, armor, farmer type stuff or did you keep your fatigues?

rojito Junior Member Posts: 69	Jalyk Mellir - p3 - Theros Mar 23, 2015 22:50:28 GMT Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by rojito on Mar 23, 2015 22:50:28 GMT Scribe. It is the best excuse for me useing the library so much. Scribe/Scholar. "The shrine it is." I pack up my stuff and make my way out to the shrine.

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Jalyk Mellir - p3 - Theros Mar 23, 2015 23:08:15 GMT

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The shrine and cross roads is south, only a few miles away from the walls. It looks kinda like stonehenge with a water fountain int the center. Her protection is supposed to be granted by dousing yourself with a bucket of water from the fountain, but it seems kinda superstitious and mostly just those devout to Ephara actually go through with it. The hendge is maybe 20 feet across and as you approach there are no others looking for a blessing. The shrine isn't guarded, and this close to the city it probably why.

rojito Junior Member Posts: 69	Jalyk Mellir - p3 - Theros Mar 23, 2015 23:23:27 GMT Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by rojito on Mar 23, 2015 23:23:27 GMT I follow through with the protection blessing. I strip my shirt off and douse my head in the water and shake my head more dry. Then slip the shirt back on over my head.

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Jalyk Mellir - p3 - Theros Mar 23, 2015 23:44:38 GMT

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(and now challenge 5 friends to do the same lol jk)
As you finish up the blessing, you notice a shadow from above. Looking up you see Yaoel sitting back on her heels, ontop of one of the pillars looking down on you. She doesnt have her spear or its harness, or her satchel. She's looking down on you very confused. "You smell of oil." she says in almost a singing voice, it echoes around the shrine musically.

rojito Junior Member Posts: 69	Jalyk Mellir - p3 - Theros Mar 23, 2015 23:48:42 GMT Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by rojito on Mar 23, 2015 23:48:42 GMT "Oil?" I look in the bucket. It is only water I believe. Am I wrong?

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Jalyk Mellir - p3 - Theros Mar 24, 2015 23:46:09 GMT

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DM - The fountain is clear and clean, the water doesn’t have an oily texture. As you look back up to Yaoel as she leans forward and pushes off, hidden behind her you now see large white wings, they looks like living porcelain, matching her skin. She does a quick circle of the shrine before running into you knocking you over. Her weight seems substantially heavier then her small form would suggest as she pins you to the ground. “You reek of oil, but are made of flesh...” She lets go of your arms and sits up, looking towards the city. She still has your lower body pinned underneath hers. “Where is your master.”

Jalyk - "Your a Yaoel. I didn't think your kind was on this plane. How are you here?"

DM- “I am Null Seraph.” She stands, lifting you by your shirt as she does. “Becoming is belonging.” She tosses you against one of the stone columns, you could feel the force of the blow, but you felt no pain, and your body didn’t break from it. “Fleshling, show me to the heritic. Afterwards you to may belong to the Machine Orthdoxy, for Skin is the prison of the blessed and the stronghold of the heretic.”

Jalyk – I step up to her and drop into a fighting stance. Launching a stunning blow at her jaw then an uppercut trying to drop her.

DM – As you step up to deliver your attacks she spins in place with her wings spreading out cause of bit of gale winds in the small space, you are unable to keep your footing and are blown back into the fountain. You quickly get up sputtering you see in a halo of light, a Woman holding a jar of everpouring water. The water does not come out clear but as black as night with brilliant starts glowing from its darkness. From that water a ghost creature comes forth brandishing two blades. The Null Seraph does not seem to see your vision as she steps closer to the water. This ghostly creature rushes toward you, you quickly take your fighting stance, trying to be prepared for it. The ghost reaches you but doesn’t attack, instead it overlays your body, and you feel a sense of strength reinforce you. You manage to step away from the water and get back to solid ground as the angel approaches.

You have Ephara's Blessing: DR10 against Evil

Ghostblade Eidolon's Bestow: 1 additional attack each turn at full BAB, +2d6 of damage and +1bonus to Hit and AC.

Jalyk – I stand my ground and use my psionic Powers to use Inertial Armor. Stats: Hp: 56 Ac: 27 Atk: +6/+6/+6 Dmg: 4d6+2 Speed: 50 DR 10/Evil

DM – The Null Seraph looks to you and you see the moment of realization as if he can finally see the ghostblade now. It looks to the shrine fountain for a moment then looks back to you as it take to the air and flys right by you, striking as it does. Her hands look soft but as she hits you it feels like steel. You know you should be hurt more then what you are but something, the lady with the vase must be protecting you (4damage), not letting this opportunity pass you spin around to deliver a hammer blow to breaking past that steely exterior to the actual flesh underneath (43 damage) she veers off course and runs into one of the columns. Her forms seems shattered, like her skins was just porcelain, with red muscles underneath and black blood. The wings flex out turning into thousands of little metal shard instead of feathers. She makes it back up to her feet, turning to watch what you do. The robe is shredded now.

Jalyk – Knowing the upperhand belonged to me i step foward and blast away.

DM – Her wings seems to move on there own as you step forward again, instead of popping up a gale this time, they launch several feather your way. You push through them (5 damage) and deliver a flurry of blows (14damage) to the wings, (22damage) a kick to the hip/side area shatter the hip from the spine and then (14damage) uppercut breaking its head from its spine as it drops.

The ‘angel’ lays broken on the ground and you can feel the ghostblade aura step away from you, and bows before it retreats to the fountain. The women with the vase, the God Ephara vision is absent.

(you lost all the buff beside DR10 against Evil)

Jalyk – I walk back to the fountain and give my thanks and a bow to the shrine. Then look around for Yaoel.

DM – Moving away from the shrine you can see Yaoel walking this way from the town. She has a lightbrown robe with several sashes, and a hood. her pale skin still reflect the sunlight and gold hair makes her stand out readily as there are other people heading this way about a mile behind her. She still posses her spear and a bigger traveling bag now.

Jalyk – I move forward to meet her. "Good to see you." Is the corpse still there?

DM – Yes, its bleeding out black oily substance.

As you call out to her, she at least a 1/2 mile away but the road is pretty level so visibility isnt the problem. She starts rushing after she sees you. "What happened?" She yells when she not more then 30 yards, she looks very distressed.

Jalyk – "Attacked by something that tried to steal your image."

DM – "A shapeshifter? Where is it?"

Jalyk – I lead her to the corpse. "Claimed to be an angel." Then i explain the fight.

DM – “Don’t touch the black stuff.” She unleashes a spark from her hands, setting the corpse aflame in its own oil. “This was an angel.” The body burns out quickly, leaving a black mark on the ground. “Different kind of monster. I’ll tell you about it as we travel.” She pulls you along before any of the other people that had been behind her can catch up.

“The greatest War I ever fought in was against a being called… anyway, he was planewalker that had taken over an artifact plane called Phyrexia. He steeped the place in black mana, and perform horrible experiments on its people. He replaced there body parts with metals, and there blood with Glistening Oil. There goal in there society was to become made from pure artifact as he was, the Father of Machine. He didn’t just keep to his plane though. He found away to open portal for other and went to other planes to bring the ‘Glory of Phyrexia’ to them, make them into monster like those of his world, and use what he found to improve his own. He was obsessed with Dominaria though, my home plane. A ‘walker named Urza brought together a dozen other ‘walker and destroyed Phyrexia. Used his own portals against him cleansed his world of everything. They are supposed to be all gone. After that war we went back to our normal exsistence. We fought the Demons again.” She rubs her arms through the robe, “But that Phyrexian was forged with white mana.”

Jalyk – "So whatever form of phyrexians survived have had to adapt? or is someone new attempting to bring phyrexia back?"

DM – "That Oil is where it starts, it infects it host and start transforming flesh into metal, until a phyrexian can help it along. I... I dont know either way, but where there is 1 flesh and blood Phyrexian there will be more. And a way for it to get here. We need to keep up our search, but stay more vigilante. This will not be a place of there likely, but i do not know what kind of force they are sparing to look into Theros." She keeps walking for a bit, then stop and turn to you. "How did you manage to kill an angel?"

Jalyk – "Protection of the god, It also said i smelled of oil..."

DM – "The oil thing is what drove me crazy in San Diego, everything there smelled of oil. I thought i had landed in Phyrexia at first until i saw how all of your people still looked normal. Maybe there somehing like Glistiening Oil in your world that isn’t as dangerous, and just the smell of it stays with you." She start you guys walking again. "A God actually interfered? Not trying to sound self serving but Angels are one of the strongest races on any given plane. How much strength did it grant you? Do we owe it a boon? Do you know which one aided you?"

Jalyk – "Woman with a vase, Ephara? she granted me an Aura. She asked nothing of me. I simply performed the ritual of worship at her alter."

DM – "Not sure if i like that she asked nothing or not. And now we are heading to her city. Maybe your touch of the divine will be a blessing." The treck there is long, your free to ask her questions or what not. No extra movement, beside you both have a 50 speed

Jalyk – ."Perhaps the blessing Ephara sent will report the false angel and Ephara will look for assistance from someone who has experience against Phyrexia. While we are walking tell me more of phyrexia and what i need to know about fighting them."

DM – "All of them feel no pain, beside to notify themself of an injury, they are stronger and faster then there form would suggest. The stronger more complete ones breach that point of artifice and will succumb to anti-artifact spells but there lessers are still to much flesh, the weakest will still use there basic organs but the soon grow out of it. Some called themselves priest, and genrally those are the thinkers, the other tend to be just brutes with no forthought. The one you describied sounded closer to a priest, but probably need the intellect to be a scout. This was not the best choice as this place lacks Angels.

Ephara probably wont know to look for more, there not native to this plane, and nobody here seems to have any indication of the multiverse, i'm not even sure if these gods to and fear to bring it up to them. Also before only there weakest could pass as a normal person, this one you said look just like an Angel until you shattered its armorskin. I dont know the rules for them anymore on appearance. Also they all smell of glistening oil, but humans dont ever seem to notice that smell.

Jalyk – "I didn't. So perhaps it was a much weaker version of them. Which would explain why it was so easy to defeat."

DM – Did Sharuum’s training aid you in the battle?

Jalyk – "Yes, made sure it did not cause more than a scratch."

DM – The old hierarchy is to cumbersome to fully explain, but there was a ring of leaders under the Father of Machines. That ring was made up of demonic creatures fully completed. Each of them at the time where a force that could take a choir.

During the war i didnt know i was a planeswalker. Something later on, something rewrote the multiverse. Before a planeswalker had been near true divine level of power, able to pull from the aether immense amounts of magic, and was nearly immortal. they could create artificial planes, like Serra had. Finding creatures that could match them on any plane had been a feat. An Elder Dragon, Arch Demon, Leviathans... now though we are lesser. Each of us are as stong as we are, but we can swap between the planes. That is are true gift now. The demon in that circle were all strong enough to kill the old planeswalkers. if they have survived, i do not know where we will turn for help.

Jalyk – "So planeswalkers have been reduced as well to something closer to their title, people who can walk the planes? While these remenants of Phyrexians dont seem to be as strong as the ones you remember."

DM – "I'm hoping that stays that way, they had also found a way to travel between the planes without a 'spark'. Even if the Father of Machine fell we had to destroy there plane or they wouldnt stop. we destroyed it though... Urza said the plane itself had collapsed and vanished back to the Blind Eternities." She stops again. "Maybe we should try and figure out where she came from. See if we can stop this threat here before it spread more. This is probably more important then dealing with just 1 demon."

Jalyk – "Agreed. So continue to our planned location, or search out something for Ephara, she came to my aid against it. Or we could search out what it called itself, a Null Seraph... what it said still bothers me, "Becoming is belonging" ... just not sure of what it means. or the Machine Orthodoxy... But we should also be careful, I hope it had your face because i was expecting you, but if there are others and they have your face... people could mistake you for one of them."

DM – "This plane has no angels, so we have to assume its information is pre-Theros. Null Seraph maybe just the bases of ‘not angel’, phyrexian before didnt care about there race, so probably..." shrugs like she doesnt really know where the thought is going. "The appearance thing can be a problem. All of those that belong to a choir tend to look identical, its as if the maker planned for us to enter into service. The only real difference would be a 'male Yaoel'. Those all look similar to each other. Our genders only help signify what job in the choir we should be tasked with, as a female i was given more finesse like roles, and sent to talk with other races."

Jalyk – "Ok... But i think we should make an effort to change the way you look. What do you think of a hair cut? Wish we had some dye as well, bleach or peroxide would work as well..." I run through some ideas on how to better disguise her. Does she know of any?

DM – *She has 0 ranks in disquise. She could fashion illusions, but constant pull on mana, and question should anyone see through it.* Dying her hair is possible, cutting seems to prove fruitless as she regenerates quickly to its current length, you have some peroxide in the med kits, and trying to bleach her gold seems to last for only an hour or so before it returns to gold. Dye will cover her color so it should stay for a while, but removeing color doesnt work well as her immune system sees it as damage and heals it. reason why she couldnt get a tatoo.

Jalyk – "Well that seems to be less than helpful, lets just go and hope it is less of a problem than i thought. could use a hood and try to keep your face hidden, but with your choice of clothing that might be suspicious as well.

DM – *She did pick up a robe that included a hood, she also picked up gloves but hadnt put them on yet. Most the people in Kolophon were white, but the skin was tanned from the sun all the time. she has the pale alabaster color that doesnt seem to darken or burn. Gold hair can be passed off as a blonde, but its tobright constantly so maybe get it dirty? There will be dyes in the polis, but not sure how she like going Black. maybe Red she will be agreeable with.

Jalyk – Dirt for now, some on her hair, some on her face. Gloves on, hood atleast half drawn.

DM – "I dont understand how a plane so rich in White mana can be without Angels. They have a ton of Celestial basis with their gods, but the gods use living enchantments shape in all OTHER living forms to do there biddings." She grumbled as she let herself get dirty.

Jalyk – "Perhaps the gods take a more direct hand in this plane so have no need of angels to do their bidding?"

DM – "Angels of my plane do no ones bidding, we act out of concern for others, to help them because it is the right thing to do. This and your plane are the only ones i have ever hear of a real God. Also cause of that, i didnt actualy think you God real so I wasn’t worried he was going to strike me down in the temple when i was being rude."

Jalyk – "Oh..." I let my mind try to wrap around this. The idea of there being other planes of existance, fine. The idea that there are other gods on the other planes of existance, fine. The idea that other planes of existance have actual angels, fine... but the idea that other planes of existance have angels who have never needed a god to create or command them... that might take some time.

"Some day I'm gonna tell you about Lucifer, and how he fell."

DM – "Names, another thing we dont have alot of. Maybe I should take one. Only our strongest and bravest where ever given identifying name to the other people. I was just one of the mass so never received one." She doesnt seem to notice as she keep wiping way the dirt from her face and hair absentmindedly. "Are all the angel that are written about in your realm named?"

Jalyk – "I imagine they are, I believe most of humanity does we like to have individuality actually despite everything that points against that. But we do not know all of their names, just the big ones. As to strongest and bravest, I feel you probably already cover that. You stood toe to toe with phyrexia, an entire plane strong enough to take several planeswalkers powerful as gods to destroy. You have fought Demon Lords, and Vampire masters without hesitation or fear. But on top of all that, beyond your bravery and strength, you have aided and saved people, which to me is even more important."

DM – “Then I will search for a name as well.”

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Jalyk Mellir - p3 - Theros Mar 27, 2015 0:06:59 GMT

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Meletis is beyound the base of the mountain, following the river helps, but its still at least 3 days at the pace you to can keep. She seems rather adjusted to not haveing wings, but you make good time. Meletis comes into view but still take another day to arrive. its a port city, and sprawls out into the hills beyound its main harbor. There is a sign that says in nearly a dozen languages, including Spanish and French "All books must be presented to the Gatekeeper".

"We can't track the Null back where it came from because it probably came by wing, so we will have to search for some kind of oracle that can scry its friends." One of the feather shards had caught in your clothes and Yaoel kept it in a jar for safekeeping. This will have to be the talisman that they use to find them.

Mellir- "Ok so scholar and priest again, searching for an oracle..."

"Actually going to say im a merchants daughter. The shard is from a weapon of a thief back home, but the oracle there could sense the thief or his band. So we came here looking for an Oracle of Kruphix. and if that doesnt work, Phenax is always an option." She sounds distasteful of Phenax. Kruphix is the head of the pantheon, she observed the universe being born, and the other gods come into creation as the God of the Horizon or so you read. Keranos's Oracles tend to speak random gibberish that is only interpted afterr the vision has come to pass so is considered unrealiable. Phenax is the god of deception, and master of thieves and information brokers, not so much an oracle but a person who may have seen them is what you will have to look for there.

Mellir- "Alright, so should i stick with the scholar or what?"

"That will be fine, scholar, or um... Tutor. Escort as you continue to teach me the ways of the world. You did read up on the gods more didnt you?"

Mellir- "Tutor, good. Yes a little."

"Going to skip the room this time and just go and see the Oracle." The gatekeeper stop you guys and ask about your business to help set you on your way. He also checks you over for books. As neither you have any you’re allowed to head to the east sides orchard, where the temple is.

Mellir- "While this is also important, shouldn't we also be looking for more lore on how to defeat Eligos?"

"You have a grand point. You head to the library and look up killing demons, ill go talk to the oracle."

Mellir- "Except since i am your tutor i doubt it would be well recieved if i seemed to just leave you be. Let me atleast walk you to the oracle. Depending on how long you think you will be will determine whether I leave your side."

"I'm a big girl now, i dont think anything bads going to happen to me, i'm in the city now. There guards all over the place." She says trying to look defiant. "And the Library is the other way, i'll probably be done with the Oracle before you even get there."

Mellir- "If it will be that quick then it wont matter if i join you. Then you can help me at the library. Trust me when i say i do not doubt you can handle yourself, but i would rather avoid problems if we can."

"What my father sent me to ask about it still private family business. You will just end up waiting outside anyway. Or do you think they will try and steal me away to be one of there oracles? Could you imagine!?" She say giving a rather convincing teenage girl giggle/laugh. 'I am a bit confused, am i supposed to be getting you to come with or not? Reply likewise.' You hear in your mind. You two are still making your way towards the temple.

Mellir- I reach my thoughts towards her, or atleast try, 'well i was being honest, i have my concerns, but if you feel speed is more necessary we could split up.'

'Follow, you had suggested splitting up.' "Come on, if we move at your pace we wont reach the temple until after nightfall, and we still havent found rooms yet." She says while hurrying up.

Mellir- I move to keep up with her. "While I know it is private family business, remember not to take up too much of the oracles time."

"As an Oracle, i'm sure she already knows i'm on my way, and has planned for the time i need." You guys get to the orchard field that leads to the Temple.

Mellir- "I am not sure they see every moment of every day that way."

"What else would you do with a power like that? Spy on Heroes as they go out adventuring?" The temple was in the middle of the orchard, surrounded by a moat of water that had stepping stone place throughout. She looks back to you. "I wish not to get wet, will you carry me?"

Mellir- I let out an exasperated sigh, and scoop her up to walk across the stones.

"See, you have already proven useful. I'm glad i though to bring you along." She hops down on the other side and head into the temple, pulling you inside anyway. Just inside is a small hallway that have two Triton guarding the way. Tritons you read were mermaid like people the live in the seas of Theros, but have legs instead of fins, with long dorsal fins that seem almost like hair. They waved the pair of you to pass. Inside the main room on the far side had stair leading up, and the roof was adorned to look like the night sky. The walls were lined with scrolls, and there was an elderly man at a desk hastily writing away, muttering to himself.

Mellir- 'You take the lead, you've had more experience with other realms.' I send my thoughts to yaoel.

'Cant wait until we go somewhere new and you can come up with the ideas.' She moves forward to the old man. "Excuse me, but i wish to talk to the Oracle. The matter is very urgent." The old man stop and looks up, "What you call urgent is a mere blimp of time young one. The Oracle is in communion right now and only a Champion or Celestial being is allowed to interrupt. You may wait if you like or try again tomorrow." He said dismissing you both. 'Celestial Angel i dont think counts to these people, Ephara leave any marks on you?'

Mellir- I step forward. "And how exactly would one become a champion? Our request is important."

"I say! Mind magic indeed! He's been raving on and on about Ephara all day!" The old man stands up reaching out for you hand, "Our Oracle said a Champion of Ephara would arrive with a telepathic celestial creature i have never heard of, something not born of Nyx. I thought he was having another nightmare so closed down the temple for nearly a week. Somethign about glass creatures and Ephara trying to speak to him. I though it nonsense, he is a Oracle of Kruphix and if she heard he was listenign to someone else... Oh what darkness would befall him." He turns and heads towards the stairs. "I am an adept mind mage, and your friends there is not all that great at keeping anyone wanting to listen out. More practice my angel deary, more practice."

Mellir- I stand with my mouth open... Then looking at Yaoel I shrug and follow him. "We will need to find ways to protect ourselves from such magics."

"Told you before i wasn't very good at illusion magic, just thought that would be useful if we need to say somethign with company present." She say meekly and follows the oldman up stairs.

there a fountain in the center of this upperstory room, a small garden growing out of it. couple dozen book on a wall, about the only actual wall as most of this area is open to hte sky, just a small overhang to keep the books dry. Art eisel, and several wooden weapon lay strewn about. There are also 3 pictures laying onthe floor next to a boy of about 15, hes useing charcoal and drawing away on a pad. on the floor around him one of the pictures show a man standing in teh center of an 8 sides right with the walls seemed to be drawn of nets. written in common on it is Ephara. another shows an angel, full plate armor with 'No night sky? and the last shows some large plated golem with a symbol on its chest. (See symbol below, its not in color with his charcoal drawings.)

The boy looks up. "The Boodless? Ephara's champion? thank god you are here maybe now she will shut up! Either Kruphix has abandoned me, or is leting her get away with all this crap. You here me EPHARA! YOUR CHAMPION IS HERE!"

Mellir- "I am Jalyk. Ephara has blessed me, but I dont know if I could claim myself as her champion. I apologize about my involvment in the difficulties of your life. But we come for a reason. A threat to your realm. Serious enough that Ephara aided me in a fight against one of them."

"Thats great and all, but she didnt actually get any messages to me. You see i can only hear Kruphixs words. Everything else is just really annoying static sound, she did well enough with the dreams though saw this stuff and what not, but thats not whats important." He drops the note pad, on it looks like a circular portal embedded in a wall, an Angel on each side guarding the gate. He move up to stand right in front of you.

Mellir- I look him square in the eyes. Remembering his guard below being a mind mage, i open up my mind and focus on remembering the fight against the null seraph

"Will you teach me how to box like you? Your first big fight man, such a fast blow to the head and that guy was down and out! You would do wonders in the battle rings of Kolophon! And that ankel lock you used on the dark skinned fellow! he was tapping so fast! I tried to practice with some of the triton but there skin is to slick for joint locks and the Battlewise around here are scholar before wrestler." The old man steps closer, "Excuse his exuberant, he doesn't get out of the temple much."

Mellir- "I would be glad to show you, once we have managed to end the threat."

"Yeah, once i'm not needed anymore. Battlewise say the same thing. Really are a champion of ephara." He says turning way and moveing back over to the sketch pad. Yaoel follows after him kneeling down to look at the pictures he drew. "Can you tell me about these?" "Kruphix says you are to keep your secrets to yourself. She doesnt want you causing mischief with the gods. She says she knows what you are and i'm supposed to give you one of those hard all knowing looks when i say it. Sorry i dont have those mastered yet."

"Please excuse the Oracle, he hasnt been sleeping well lately, it seems to cause him to be a little brat." The old man says.

Mellir- I grin at the old man, "A hard thing, being responsible for so much at such a young age."

Yaoel - "I can keep my secrets then, but what is this?" She asked pointing to the portal picture.

Oracle - "Part of those secrets apparently, i'm not aloud to know about. Supposed to be the oracle of horizon and time crap and apparently i'm the Oracle of Phenax instead. Lets keep secrets from YOUR ONLY MOUTHPIECE ALIVE RIGHT NOW!" he yells up to the sky.

Mellir- "Oracle, perhaps the reason he asks you not to know is because the knowledge would make your a target for those he asks us to stop. Your too valuable to risk."

"Target? You notice the tritons at the door? I was born a target. My death will silence Kruphix's voice to the world, isnt like the old codger can come down and do it's own work." he picks up one of the spear and swings it around, "I bet Heliod lets his Oracle go where ever they want."

Old Man - "I told you before, Heliods Voice is only allowed on his temple grounds aswell, Both are the same restrictions."

The boy stands up spins around in place for a moment then stop. He seems to be shaking, and his eyes are glossed over. "Minotaurs, a small band of them have come across the glass people. There Shaman is fighting off against one of those celestial thing i mentioned, the ones with the wings."

Old Man- "He's have a vision, everyone keep still."

Oracle- "It's shattered, he's crushed them underhoof. but there another, some kind of priest. Holy Erebos." The boy looks up as if viewing something immense. "The statue, the walking colossus i drew. It is alive and fighting. Its taller then the cyclops. Its crushed the herd and they are screaming prayers to Mogris. Its not going to mater, Mogris will bless this mountain of metal for the work it can do. The battle is over, that thing isnt scratched." he drops to the floor, seemingly passed out.

Mellir- "There are more of them about. The seraphs are overestimating their strength, but a colossus is significantly stronger. Perhaps the colossus could be an aid though. Through its size it would be easier to track.To where its going if we intend to stop it, or to where its from to destroy whoever is controlling them. Have there been alot of these types of attacks before or is it something just coming now?"

"He saw your battle against them, that was the only other fight he spoke of that involved them. In his dreams he was granted vision from ephara about the both of you. But its not much to go on." the old man says.

"We have more, he predicted this skirmish. and even has the portal whereabouts." Yaoel shows what looks like a crude map of theros, you recognize it though from your searches. The battle was just north of Asphodel, and the portal is marked to be in the town. "Isn't this the city that Erebos claims?" Yaoel asks looking towards you.

(Asphodel. The polis of Asphodel, situated in a sprawling, inland, coastal marsh, is home to those Returned who have a deep nostalgia for things they can no longer remember. It is, for the most part, a dull place, although it maintains a guard and an order of mages for defense. Its citizens seek to be left alone, venturing out only when seized by fugues of emotion, or when resources are needed or desired (often for unrecalled reasons). The main sources of conflict in Asphodel are occasional raids on the polis by living beings who have become convinced by their leaders or their gods that the Returned are an abomination to be eliminated. Asphodel is symbolically aligned with Erebos in that its residents accept their fate.)

Mellir- "Aligned yes, claimed. I feel these two would have better answers than I. If the portal is being defended by the city we will be in serious trouble trying to destroy it."

"Well our Oracle will most likely be out for a few hours at least, main reason he isnt allowed off the grounds, random vision can put him under. You two must be from very far away to not know of Asphodel. If your enemy is there though, i'm sure you will make it there." He moved over to help Yaoel gather up the images. "Youll probably want to hang onto these, burn them when your done though. If our God Kruphix says its something we should not know, then it is probably for the best."

Mellir- "We will need as much information as you have on Asphodel. And any assistance you can offer us in getting in there."

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Jalyk Mellir - p3 - Theros Mar 27, 2015 0:46:22 GMT

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First thing you locate at the library is the ‘Passage and Return of Erebos’s Realm’.

In Theros when you die, a clay mask is crafted and placed on your face. You wear it in the afterlife cause it holds together your memories and personalities. Some of the underworld denizens choose to break there mask(clay mask locks them in the underworld) and craft a new one from the gold that is plenty in Erebos’s Realm. With that they make there way back to the world of the living. If they do make it back, there is no long term memory or personality. They still have the skills, but no real sense of self to go with it. Others maybe lost on the way back and stop existing effectively. Other get lost on the way back and instead of fading hold onto that anger and sorrow and nurse its strength. Eventually all that darkness consumes them and a demon is born. Many stay there to torment other, but few choose to use there wings to fly over the 5 rivers that circle the world and return to the land of the living to so devastation. Each of them seem to focus on a cardinal sin, but not exclusively. Most of the time these demons are killed by Hero’s through dramatic battles, and cunning skills.

Now that doesn’t really help with the Eligos problem. Asphodel though is not techniquelly an evil city, of the two Necropoli it is actual very easy going and tame. The Returned that live there go about basic lives cause they seem to understand nothing else, they are resigned to the fate and just keep acting it out until some strong emotion pulls them to do something else. The town has a guard, and a mage corpse for defense cause Zealots and sometime the gods call crusades against them, claiming them to be a base evil. The town should be avoided, but they shouldn’t be trying to kill you outright until you give them reason. Asphodel is a full size town with Inns, temples, and a market place (if that’s what you want to call it) and there currency is the clay coins broken from funeral mask so don’t expect your gold to be of any use, they have plenty.

Now Odunos is the polis stands in contrast to Asphodel. Its citizens tend toward a combination of greedy, violent, and resentful. These Returned have come to envy and/or despise the living and are driven by a desire to deprive them of the joys of life. Odunos raiders strike at any humanoids nearby—leonin, minotaurs, and the humans of Akros and environs. Their raids are small but effective, and almost always nocturnal. Whereas Asphodel's citizens pointlessly amass wealth, Odunos seeks to destroy the wealth of the living (both literal, such as gold, and figurative, such as food, children, and comfort).

Mellir- Interesting. And the portal is located near Asphodel, not Odunos?

The portal according to the Oracle was located inside Asphodel. The battle with the Minotuars was just north of town suggesting the Minotaur’s were still getting to close

Mellir- I note that they have had battles with demons and set the book aside to show Yaoel, then i look up the stories of heroes vs demons

Heros seem to use some object like a gorgons head, or outsmart they demon based on there vice. there isnt any stories of them just beating them into submission

Mellir- Ok, these objects, any of them still around or anything in particular stand out?

Poisons taken from gaint scorpions, or Gorgons heads (stuff that is rare and gives you deathtouch) seem to be the surest way, if you can get ahold of it in the first place

Mellir- So no artifacts or godly weapons passed to heroes. No Athena's Golden Fleece, or such

Sandels that grant the user flight, helms of invisibility, a lyre that is said to put anyone to sleep.. minor stuff on that end. No fleece

Mellir- Bah, well i take note of it all and pass it on to Yaoel in case she has an idea. I would love to get my hands on some of that stuff, particularly the flight beings they have wings, but its not our current focus. "This is all I am finding, you find anything important?

"I already know one of the strongest kill spells to this realm... gods dont seem to take active rolls ever, just buff a human or the like up and let them clean up all the messes. Bout the best new so far is Aspodel shouldnt be hostile, but we dont know what the phyrexians are doing to them there."

Mellir- "Agreed, but sneaking should be near impossible if they can smell the oil from my realm.

"That maybe a help, they might think your phyrexian at first. The stuff on demons from this realm is near useless." The library is one of the largest building in town, and they apparently copy every book or scroll that enters town and puts it here. the original owner get the copy. there isnt any layouts of Asphodel, but a few writers that have been there suggest it has a similar layout to Meletis, but the books aren’t dated so you dont know how long ago that was either. Ephara isnt a god of anti-undead but she does normally protect though that ask for her blessing. "We might be able to get you close... but honestly having you in the center of there lines isnt going to help us all that much. We'll need something powerful to help deal with their Colossus. I have a Titan friend i can summon to aid us. They have leonin on this world so he wont be that out of place when we get closer?"

Mellir- "A titan friend? Hmm ok. Perhaps we should ask the prophet if either his god or Ephara would give us equipment. I dont know what magical items there are around here, but I seriously doubt I could go toe to toe with a minotaur let alone a colossus. Not to mention whatever else they may have lying in wait guarding the portal. Also... do you know how to close the portal?

"Ah... No. I'm figuring its an artifact of some kind, so i'm just going to try and disenchant it. Basic plan to help deal with the Colossus aswell. Disenchant is a spell that destroys artifacts and enchantment very well. Normally doesnt harm creatures, but if there made of both it should be fine. Didnt sound like we were getting much of a care package from the Oracle, mostly just the map and a heads up of what we will find. Maybe they will appear to us as we make our way there? Honestly on my side here, these gods seem about as useful as every other gods i've heard about."

Mellir- "Well good luck to them if we fail then. Are we ready to be off?"

"Sounds like it. Maybe if we had more time we could scour this place for something useful but we have Phyrexia at the gate and nobody knows there bad house guests." Quick stop at the merchant ware for some provisions, apparently the human in the group need sustenance on occasion. Its growing dark as you guys head out of town. "Probably should wait for daylight, but we have already used to much time. Hope for no harpies." She cast a levitate spell on you both and you start to fly along.

Mellir- "So you have a titan at your beck and call?”

"Yes and no, a long while back i got stuck at a gladiator pit after my first walk. I met up with a Leonin there name Jareth and he was the first other being i learned to summon but he also alot of effort to summon so i dont call on him often."

Mellir- "Interesting, guess that explains why you walk around with me rather than him." I chuckle appreciatively.

"Dont take it has a sign of weakness, You are more then worth the effort to summon you, also you blend in on more worlds easier and can hold a conversations. Twelve foot leonin that picks fights constantly tend to stick out."

Mellir- "I suppose he would at that." Trying to imagine a giant cat walking around earth.

Asphodel is built on the coast of a marshlands sea deep inland and to the west. Traveling for most the night and half the following day she sets you down near the ‘shore’ of the sea well at least solid ground.

“You should probably get a short nap in at least while I prepare. How did we want to handle this? I can summon Jareth now and he can travel with us in, or summon him when he is needed, but there those few moments of grogginess right after the summon that he wont be of any help.”

Mellir- "I will take a nap. I suggest we summon him when he is needed, we do not want to weaken you before its necessary."

Sleeping in the marshes suck. Sleeping in the desert wasn’t nearly as bad. Kept having bad dreams of classic movie zombie crawling out of the marshes. You saw a returned back in Kolophon, it had been the transcribe at the library. Not the same kind of moaning thing from the B rated movies, but maybe it was just cause of the odd magic of this realm. You woke as nightfall approaches with Yaoel covering your mouth but shaking you awake. High above in the sky where she was pointed after a moment was a few sirens under attack from a Null Seraph. They tried to work together but couldn’t seem to leave a scratch on the Seraph, they both fell with just a few strike to there wings. “Phyrexian with protection magic.” She whispered.

Mellir- "Bound to be stronger than the last one i faced."

"It... might have protection from Evil as it's primary defense. Your not evil. Those Siren draw people to there death and have a strong tie to black mana."

Mellir- "Hmm true enough. Do we try to take it out now?"

"She looks like she's scouting the area, keeping an eye on things. I would like to end the exsistence they've forced on her, but she might be missed before we can find the portal. We'll have to leave her be and see if we can deal with it later. Whats are entry plan? Stealth in or walk up like foolish weary travelers?"

Mellir- "If the Phyrexians already have scouts about then perhaps stealth is better to start. if all else fails we will attempt to slip in as travellers."

"Looks like they have docks, and there boats from what i can tell leave the dock go out and wide circles and just come back in. Entering from the waterside will probably be the best bet since they still have solid walls to fortify." She pulls her hood lower to help hide all the brightness and start off around the lake. Its still a good distance across so your gonna wanna wait until you closer to swim.

Mellir- "With your levitate couldn't we avoid getting wet?"

"I used it up on the way here. I normally dont keep alot of utility spells ready. Your not a good swimmer?"

Mellir- "I can swim, doesn't mean i wanted to be sopping wet and cold when we get to the other side."

“The Dragon’s Mantel will warm you up and dry you off when we get ready for a fight.” The water isn’t all the deep, but there is a few Returned swimming around in it. The docks look to be made of wood, and possibly held together by magic. Several long boats are docked right now and only a handful of Returned are going about there business on the pier. You can see stone buildings with only a few candle helping to keep light during the afternoon. This place does feel darker as a heavy overcast seems to hang over the city.

Mellir- "Where was the portal at?

"That our problem. His map only showed it to be in this city, and the picture of it shows it embedded into a wall with two Null Seraph guarding it. I can sense evil, which is pretty much tell me where strong sources of black mana are, but eveyone in this town are zombie and pretty much inherently black mana. The picture didnt show if there was a roof, just stone floor, and these lovely zombie have full cobblestone streets."

Mellir- "Then i guess we start looking."

"We need to search as much as possible as fast as possible, but i'm not quiet comfortable with splitting up. We can try and ask some of the people here if they notice anything different, but i don't know how well that will work either way. My normal solution would be to hurt a phyrexian and let it escape and follow it back, but i dont know how long it will take to close up there own portal."

Mellir- "lets look around together first."

Moving through the town, trying to keep out of site while searching for the portal wall is rather difficult as the Returned are all over the place doing odd tasks. Each of them wear a gold mask, and from what you read there isn’t an actual face underneath so how good is there sight is also difficult to gauge. You are not finding it on street level, but there are a lot of alleyway, starting to think maybe these guys like alleyways rather then streets, but you search takes you to a small market square. The first non-Returned is sitting ontop of the temple the market is built around. He seems content to just watch the proceeds but Yaoel seems to almost vibrate was energy. “Demon.”

Mellir- "Phyrexian or not?"

Yaoel- "Does it matter?"

Mellir- "Matters if it will attack us on sight."

Yaoel- "Then we can return the favor." Fire in her eyes likes she’s itching for a fight but she stop cold, you can see her breath in and turn just a bit frightened. "Its a Theros demon, I think there is Phyrexian’s inside the building though. I can smell there glistening oil over all this rot. There got to be a number of them."

Mellir- "look for a back entrance then?"

Yaoel- "...Yes, well move around to the back and see if there is another entrance. Today is not my day for fights." She pulls the hood lower and goes back down the alley you came from, taking the turn to head towards the backside. It take a few minutes from the odd twists and turn, but the back side is there. There is a service entrance, but it looks like the same demon is sitting on the backside looking about.

Mellir- "Don't suppose you have a way of suppressing the demon quickly and quietly do you?”

Yaoel- "My quick and quiet is normal script for the book of serra while i wield a fiery whip and a cold iron blade. There are other ways, but my targets are normal killed before the can harm others rather then arrested. I can start in, or we can call Jareth here to help, but i dont think he can fit inside the temple."

Mellir- "I am unsure of starting a riot here if this is not the location of the portal. I think we need to investigate more." Are there any windows or anything so we could see inside?"

The temple side are all closed up, and this backside actually looks like its sinking into the ground with small pools of swamp water around the base. “Maybe we can just walk up and try to enter? He could be friendly.” Yaoel says trying not to giggle. Across the way you see a person wrapped in a dark gray cloak peer out of the alley way, the pull a hood down lower, but the golden hair is hard to miss. Her hands are white like porcelain and so are her feet that show from the bottom. She dashes across the open area, trying to stay close to the walls as much as she can, but the demon perks up and turns to regard her. “Eater of Hope I am creature, You were not given permission to pass.” And all the Returned in the area stop what they were doing and regard her. She continues for the door as the demon sweeps down at her.

Mellir- "Aid her or slip inside while it deals with her, make your decision now." I say as i prep myself for a charge.

“Go and aid the Demon, as vile as he is at least he belongs on this plane. If there inside she’ll call for backup. I’m summoning Jareth.” A dozen Returned in the area silently scream as the eye glow blue and turn towards the demons target. Behind you two an Ox like creature with 4 horns steps from the darkness pawing the ground and exhaling a toxic looking purple smoke. A warm presence engulfs you, and your mind clears.

Feels like Truths : The Demon is no ally to Ephara, and the strange creature made of porcelain is an abominations. The Returned around you are a mockery of life and will not be spare, and this Catobelpas is a flesheater and servant to the underwold on the physical plane (you know Ephara means Theros rather then the Underwold or Nyx), all of them are your enemies.

The Ghostblade appears before you again, envolpes you with that added power. The words ‘Destroy my Enemies’ echoes through your mind.

+1 Hit, +1 AC, +2d6 damage and 1 additional attack each turn at Full BaB 10DR against Evil.

Mellir- *So if i get this right... kill em all?*

DM- *Pretty much, other girl under the cloak is a Null Seraph trying to sneak past the Demon.*

Mellir- I focus my mind into an armor around me. Then stand defensively against the Catobelpas.

Hp: 56 Ac: 28 (10[base]+5(dex]+3[wis]+1[monk]+4[inertal armor]+4[Combat reflexes]+1[ghostblade]) Atk: +6/+6/+6 (4[bab]+5[dex]+1[tattoo]-1[flurry]-4[combat reflexes]+1[ghostblade]) Dmg: 4d6+2 Speed: 50 10dr/evil

The Catobelpas launches into a charge flying right at you and Yaoel. Right as it reach you, you reach forward and slap its head, somehow diverting all of its force straight into the ground infront of you. The close Returned are moving in closer, and Yaoel finish her spell, unleashing a twelve foot leonine with a shield crouched on the ground hacking and coughing up a hairball. “Worse sensation ever angel.” He said as he looked up. “Angel! Where are your wings?!” was the second thing out of his mouth as he started to push himself up. You can hear a screeching sound like shattering glass from over by the demon, but cant give it enough attention to see whats happening.

Mellir- "They all must fall, Yaoel." I say as i unleash into the Catobelpas.

Hp: 56 Ac: 24 (10[base]+5(dex]+3[wis]+1[monk]+4[inertal armor]+1[ghostblade]) Atk: +10/+10/+10 (4[bab]+5[dex]+1[tattoo]-1[flurry]]+1[ghostblade]) Dmg: 4d6+2 Speed: 50 10dr/evil

DM- *Agreeably Yaoel wants to kill both, but figured she would help the demon kill the Phyrexian before dealing with the demon*

Your first few stikes have trouble getting around the horns, but you finally just toss a hit front and center hard solid bone there (11damage) It reaches out and tries to bite your hand as you pull it back but doesn’t get to you in time. Despite the size Jareth moves towards the Demon. “There another one of those on the far side, I’m gonna go deal with it if you can finish this one. And watch your flank there are Returned coming up the other alley.” Yaoel says as she takes off.

Mellir- As I hadn't been injured yet my plan was to finish this guy as soon as possible, same plan, jab, cross, uppercut! Hp: 56 Ac: 24 Atk: +10/+10/+10 Dmg: 4d6+2 Speed: 50 10dr/evil

It’s intelligent. You realize this as it keeps trying to get its four pointy horns in the way of your punches and jabs, it take the jabs put does its weird horn parrys to keep away the other strikes (8damage). It tries to take a chunk from your leg, but you get it pulled back in time. You sense an attack from behind as a Returned as gotten to you. The gold mask is unsetteling, but your able to keep back its simple slams and punches readily. You see 2 more coming up behind it.

Mellir- Knowing better than to let myself be flanked i launch my attacks at the Returned (if he drops the last attacks will go to the demon) Then take a five foot step back trying to avoid being surrounded. Hp: 56 Ac: 24 Atk: +10/+10/+10 Dmg: 4d6+2 Speed: 50 10dr/evil

*That ox thing is actually a type of beast from what i understand, not demon*

You catch the Returned by surprise with the spin, nearly nocking him off balance as your second strike comes in break him in half. The ash that made up his body starts to fall off his bones, and his gold mask rattles as it hits the ground. You spin back around and hit the Ox thing on the head as it had tried to take a chunk out of your leg again(16damage). As you step back from the alleyway in the larger area, you can see 2 Returned coming from that close alleyway and still another 2 Returned behind you, but they seem to be focused on getting close to Jareth who is locked in battle with the Eater of Hope.

Mellir- Knowing they are going to try to get to me again i send three more blows at the returned then again step aside to avoid being flanked. Hp: 56 Ac: 24 Atk: +10/+10/+10 Dmg: 4d6+2 Speed: 50 10dr/evil

Your First two strike catch that returned easily, breaking him down like the last, The third hit was a solid uppercut knocking off the second Returns Mask. Underneath looks like someone pulled he face inwards and twisted until only the edges of the face remained to be seen. Instead of attacking, he reaches down for his mask. The Ox seems to have enough and takes a few steps back before rushing you again. You jump over the top of him and he runs by going into the far wall. Seems a bit dozy and doesn’t have a chance to turn back towards you.

Mellir- I finish the returned then step to the catoplebas and attempt to finish it. Hp: 56 Ac: 24 Atk: +10/+10/+10 Dmg: 4d6+2 Speed: 50 10dr/evil

You duck forward and hammerblow the returned but he ducks aside, your second strike catches the slow creature breaking him to ash. Turning back you delivey a blow trying to shatter something in the Ox. It take the blow but its ass droops a bit (12damage)as he turns around trying to catch with its horns but fails miserably. Another Returned is coming from that alleyway, but you can heard a tremendous crash as the top of the Temple is flipped aside and that colossus from the drawing stands up dwarfing even Jareth. It steps out with hammer blows on the big cat.

Mellir- Uhm shit, have to finish this soon. I step to the side of the catoplebas' head and unleash three haard blows trying to bring him down. Hp: 56 Ac: 24 Atk: +10/+10/+10 Dmg: 4d6+2 Speed: 50 10dr/evil

You hear the Cat roar in pain, a weak sound as if he doesn’t have the strength for it. You get to the side of the Ox and delivery a perfect blow to the side of its head, it staggers a bit (41damagecrit) you follow it up with another solid blow to its back(15damge) and go to shatter its leg but it lunges out and bites you hard messing up your blow, the toxin spews heavily from its mouth righting into the wound and you can help but breath it in. (7bite) (4smog) “Jareth!” You hear Yaoel scream from the other side of the building. The ox thing seems really hurt and is haveing trouble standing (got to be in the last 1/4 of health)

Mellir- I attempt to bring down the cow before rescueing the cat. *last 1/4 after a fucking crit damn* Hp: 45/56 Ac: 24 Atk: +10/+10/+10 Dmg: 4d6+2 Speed: 50 10dr/evil

It just seems pleased with itself that it bit you when you grab it by the horns and hear the wonderful crack sound of its neck breaking finally. You move around and find the Colossus in full control, the Null Seraph is trying to fend off the Demon who is missing an arm, Jareth is laid out on the ground covered with this black oil that seems to be eating away at his body. There is a man standing next to you as you survey the scene, he is wearing golden hat and long black robes with a blue in lining. The shadow off him are alive with the night sky. As you regard him you feel the Ghostblade get ripped away from you, its warmth and protection gone. Yaoel is over in the corner, you see her Catbelpas is dead on the ground but she is fighting another demonic figure, You can see her yelling but her voice isn’t carrying anywhere, nether are the blows that lands from her sword that the demon scoughs off. “Ephara is barred from this City Champion.” The Man says standing next to you.

Mellir- "I apologize for bringing Ephara into your city without asking permission, but I had reasons. I see you are fighting against the Phyrexians as well, we can discuss terms after. Allow me and my friends to dispose of the Colossus for you to show we mean you no harm." I say as I eye the colossus and Yaoel. My blessing is gone, but is Yaoel can give me some of her own then I believe i might have a shot. "Of course having removed Ephara's blessing I am considerably weaker than I was, a show of faith from you, a blessing perhaps, would make this fight quicker so we could remove the Seraph from your midst as well."

"You miss understand child, the Colossus was a gift to me. I'm useing it quiet well now. Very few have ever study artifacts and living statues. The Machine Orthdoxy have lost theirs already, and my ally Archdemon Eligos there is content to take his own prize. He promised me an Ambulator, but a planeswaker itself will be an even greater prize." Beings made of the night sky come from the land of Nyx, sort of the heavens in this world. Your starting to think this is either a messenger or maybe one of the gods. Jareth expires and fades out in a flash of white smoke, and the Colossus strikes down crushing the Eater of Hope and the Null Seraph in the same blow. Before you can try to stike out at the Nyx Creature or go to Yaoels aid, Eligor catches Yaoels head in his palm and shredds her mind. Shes still alive, but passes out.

Your body freezes in place and you watch as it fall away to blue smoke. The tugging feeling isnt there but your next vision is coming to in your apartment.

You are back on earth.

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