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Group 2 FC: He takes the disengage action and begins to run. He pulls out a small item from his jacket pocket in his palm and holds it up to his mouth while doing so.

 

 mmm...Maybe ensnaring strike says you need a STR check DC 13, You got vines growing out of your balls restraining you.

 Gotchya! Sorry, missed that one. Hhhrrrnnnnggggg str: 5

will update and amend previous post.

"Why?! Why should I let you live?! You said you planned this from the beginning. You planned to get us caught. You planned to have imprisoned by cultits. If we weren't LUCKY, we'd be dead, sacrificed to Asmodeus you facking pile of shit! Why should I let you live?!"" breathing heavily, Lythril glares with moist eyes, still not believing the level of what she sees as betrayal. 

Her fist clenches and the vines wrap their thorned tendrils tighter, inflicting 1 hp of piercing damage. 

*whimpers*

*indistinct swearing*

“All of these ‘could have been’ and ‘if’s’. But you’re here, arentchya?”

 While all this was going down Danitriel kept an eye out for the lumbering monstrosity, or indeed any other danger.

Perception: 22

Astrid bolts from the room, right on the heals of FC.  While passing Wilifred by, she gives him one swift kick in the gut:

Attack: 15 Damage: 1

With his mind racing, Leon grabs Zeli by the wrist and pulls her from the closet to run behind Astrid and FC. 

 (Fc has 3 HP left)

Azrael would look at Pheral, a righteous fury of a smile coming across his features. It seems no one noticed, including my target target. Azraels face would slowly turn to FC, his eyes leading with a sudden snap, while his maw followed... with deathly stillness. his expression read of promised doom. He whispered, attempting to make it so only Pheral could hear. I have already marked his soul for judgment. Bahamut heard my prayer at the site of his betrayal. Even if he dies before then.... He will still face the lights judgement.

He then strode over towards FC, towering over him as FC was likely atleast  a little slumped over. You know FatCat. As I already said.... I used to believe Teiflings were misunderstood... I used to believe they deserved a chance. You have more thoroughly proven the stereotype than any other of your race ever could. Part of why I agreed to help you with your errand that turned into.. this he motions all around them, insinuating where they were. I realize I come off as self-righteous if he had been aware of how Dani felt about him, he would have shot her a look, but he doesn't so he didn't I simply know where I stand. I know where my values lie. I know where my heart is. I know what path I follow, and where it leads. What I do brings me joy. Because by killing people like you... I save just a few more people from having to suffer under someone else's heel. By killing these cultists, and the ones back at the tower... I save a few souls, who could not defend themselves from being cast into the hell you spawned from.

We helped you save your so-called friend, who apparently is part of this cult.. or is at the least being coerced by them. We stuck with you for various reasons. Most if not all of these people.. except me.. knew you prior to this, and helped you with whatever they helped you with.  They built a bond of trust for you. Some of them even seemed to consider you a friend.

I could understand why you wouldn't tell me, but the others? You say this was all planned from the start. Whether you mean from before you met us... or from some time after when you began helping devil worshipers is irrelevant to the fact, that if you truly meant to aid us, you would have informed us of your plan at some point, instead of leaving us in the dark even up to this point. Which makes it impossible for me to believe that you're not lying right now just to save your hide. All evil is the same. They think they have everything figured out... no flaws in their machinations. But when they're brought to their knees, they beg and plead for their lives.... Please, spare me, I was mistaken.. it was for your own good... i only wanted to avenge someone important to me... he taunted mockingly.

And in so doing, they betray their friends, their partners, their lovers, their neighbors, their city, their nation, and cost the lives of untold thousands to achieve their goal. Even if you only betrayed us.. by helping this cult.. there is no way that innocent.. un-involved people will be slaughtered.. just like those homeless wretches! his fist clenches tightly even as he points his accusatory finger at you. A ripple in a pond can become a wave, you utter fool. 

But yes, you are right. We are here because of you. Because of you, we could have been sacrificed to Asmodeus, and had our souls cast into the lake of fire to be eternally tormented... Because of you. Because of you, we are now separated from the rest of our loyal friends. Stuck In a place where abominations and cultists run freely, and have the upper hand. We're in their center of power, with no time to prepare, no time to plan. Our only options being to fight or die. Because of you.

Now let me play Asmodeus' advocate for a moment.. lets say, you really were on our side all along. Lets pretend everything you're blubbering about is true. Azrael leans down, pressing his draconic face, serpentine slits boring right into him as he began to show his razor sharp teeth, smaller versions of what would be seen in a dragons mouth. The end result, is as I've already described. We're trapped in their lair.. where they are strongest. We have no equipment to speak of, which weakens us as a whole, we're separated from our allies, and surrounded by enemies. All, because, of, you.... 

And for that, you shall die the cowards death you deserve.

Initiative: 10

 He then looked to Pheral.

GROUP 1 (ZELI, ASTRID, LEON, FC)
ONE HELL OF A SUMMER
THE FINAL CHAPTER 

FC19, Willifort12, Leon11, Astrid7

FC tries to trip up Willifort, here's the save: 14 Too slow. Willifort retaliates against FC trying to bail: Attack: 19 Damage: 5

Fight in the storage room! Astrid hits Willifort with the power and intensity of a newborn deer, and Leon grabs Zeli and you all make a break for it with Willifort hot on your heels. WAIT! You can see down the hall, it's Az, Dani, Pheral, and...another FC?!? What the hell is going on?!

GROUP 2 (DANI, PHERAL, AZ, LYTHRIL, FC)
ONE HELL OF A SUMMER
THE FINAL CHAPTER 

Dani nervously watches down the hall as Lythril and Az give their monologues to a nearly dead FC. Dani! Look! How in the HELLS? You peek down the hallway and see..Zeli, Leon, Astrid, and..FC?! Another FC?! And the Tiefling who was trying to get away! Now chasing your friends towards you guys! So with the map below, there's PATH A that Stitches took, there's PATH B you could go down, and PATH C is a stairwell leading upstairs. You can hear the horrible drone of chanting towards PATH A and B, and FC is gesturing that way. It might be where all the gold is. GROUP 2 is at the CIRCLE, and GROUP 1 is running in the direction of the arrow towards you guys.

Danitriel rubbed her eyes in disbelief. "Guys! Quit that for a moment and check this out!"

"Heyyyy, I know that guy." grippingher new mace firmly, Lythril pounces at Willifort and points at him with its glowing head, "Evil *****!"

"By Rilithane's mighty hand, you will stop." Channel Divinity, Nature's Wrath DC13 STR or DEX, Vines begin to wrap about Willifart, binding and holding him.

Roll to Willidodge..

DEX SAVE: 11

Willifart is held in place, and struggles to get free. 

At this moment in time, the entire group is back together. With two FCs. You have about 2 minutes to act before Stitches rounds the corner again.

Pheral is about to pounce on FC when she hears the commotion from behind.

OOC can we execute Willi or do we need to make damage rolls? Either way, he's a clear cut enemy and Lythril will give him an easy death.

Sure go ahead.

Leon felt a sudden burst of relief explode inside him once he saw his friends familiar faces as he ran down the hall but it was soon replaced with fear, seeing the second FC slightly hunched over on their side. He stopped before colliding into the other group and turned to stare at the FC that was behind them, his hand tightening around Zeli’s wrist.

”What the **** is going on here?”

Astrid bounds up to Azrael, jumps onto his leg, and starts to clamber up to his shoulders, all while calling out with glee “Azzybaby, Azzybaby, Azzybaby!  You’re here!!!! We thought we lost you guys for realz!”

She continues to grin from ear to ear, oblivious to the tension in the room. When finally clambering onto his shoulders, she gives his neck a giant (relatively speaking) hug. Finally looking up, she realizes that Azrael is literally standing over FC, glowering. She blinks her eyes a few dozen times in rapid succession, trying to figure out how FC got ahead of her into the room so quickly, and is now sitting on the floor in obvious pain.

Rapidly coming up to speed, she looks around the hallway and realizes there are TWO FCs!  Stammering, “TWINS?!  Huh?  There are two of ya?”

Zeli gasps in surprise and amusement at seeing two FCs. "Look! It's the rest of the tea-! What the-? There's TWO of you Cats? What's going on h- Wait." He head tilts down the hall. "Something horrible and evil is coming this way." She peeks down the center corridor. "Sounds like a chapel down the hall with all that chanting. We should probably hide or go down the main hallway."

Pheral grabs their FC bu the scuff of his fat neck and drags him out of the corridor. She knows the big ugly is coming back. We need to leave now before big and ugly comes back. And I'm not talking about FatCat.

Simultaneously, both FC's say "this way, c'mon!" One much more enthusiastically than the other down hallway B.