"Bed time!" Stacey will take this as the queue for snooze. She'd give the girls a warm smile and a wave before she slips off to her room. This'll be better than that dirt nap! The rogue would run and belly flop onto the bed. And that's how she'd stay, as it wouldn't take very long for her to fall asleep after having Belial's tea.

Suddenly, the door exploded open with horrible force, like the clenched hand of a God punched open the door. Huge splintered wood shards rained into the Inn, and a general shocked cry of the commoners was heard throughout. Among the ruins of the door, at the entryway, a small dog with the face of a menacing human fist stood there, waiting, observing, searching for it's next victim.

The Inn erupted into complete pandemonium.

"Oh **** he's real." Belial runs up the stairs and starts banging on the doors of the rooms that she rented for her friends. "Fistborkus is real! He's downstairs! Wake up, we have to get out of here!"

Stacey would groan hearing the commotion, "I literally just hit the sack!". She'll pick herself up off the bed and sneak out the door to see what all the fuss is about.

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Alia blinks, staring at the small dog. "What...in Tymora's name...Seven Heavens of Celestia...******* Hells...you have got to be kidding me," she finishes the string of curses. "Nope. Already have to deal with cultists. Not you too." The blue glow of her eyes intensifies for a moment before she turns and, grabbing her brother firmly by the arm, tows him out the back to wait for the others.

Fauna had left a short while ago, sneaking out to the store to get scale male armor fitted to her. After a while, once fitted in her fresh armor, she heads back towards the inn, blinking as screaming people rush around in panic. 

"Oh gosh. Here we go again."

She stays a safe distance away, looking intensely for anyone else from the party fleeing.

Lucina did as she was told and sat still for Camilla to inspect her, her eyes being the only thing that was moving, mainly watching Camilla's hands in awe and how they worked the device she made in thin air. But just as it showed up, it winked away from existence, causing the blood hunter to relax a bit then murmuring, "That's so cool... Er, I mean, that's great! I've never... almost suffered from a panic attack. I guess I was just upset at myself for missing terribly for two fights in a row. I felt... useless..."

Though at the promise of hearing her story and getting her questions answered, she sits up straight again, listening intently to the tiefling and her words. She had frowned the whole way through, finding it unbelievable that her home would do such a thing. She had to remind herself it was the first layer of Hell, of course it was awful, but Camilla looked to be so young, and to be forced into the military and have to do experiments on innocents...? It was hard to stomach the thought and it definitely made her appreciate her mother despite how sheltered she raised her. However when the other finished, Lucina found no words to really say aside from a meek, "I'm so sorry that happened to you--"

Then she heard the crash and the screaming erupting from downstairs, the aasimar jolting from her place on the bed to her feet, scrambling to get her sword. "I-I think some of the others are still downstairs! They might need us! W-whatever is happening down there. Come on! I'll protect you." She grabs the tiefling by the hand and pulls her to the hallway, rushing downstairs to see what was going on.

"What the ****."

The screams of commoners can be heard over the thunderous noise of wood being smashed and decimated. The very Inn begins to rock and tremble from the impact of god like power as a small but terrible creature begins puncturing the structure, it's rage containable, it's fury..unleashed. You can guess it's only a matter of minutes before the whole structure collapses in on itself. 

She's stunned at the sight of what she thought was a myth, but was soon knocked out of it when she feels the inn rock and move, threatening to cave in on itself. "Alright, time to go!" Lucina musters up all the strength in the world and picks up Camilla like a fireman would and rushes outside.

"Oh nonsense, you're not useless, clearly something got to you in the fight. It happens." Camilla said, comforting. "That was all in the past, like what I used to do. So i'm on the run. I have the feeling i'm being followed too, Zariel and Asmodeus don't take kindly to defectors. It worries me. Not only does it concern me, it concerns whom I hang out with too. I don't want to hurt the ones I care about. What..was that noise?"

The next thing she knew, Lucina was protecting Camilla. 

"Great Fist of Bane..Fistborkus!?"

Camilla squeaked as Lucina picked her up, she was so distracted by the destruction Fistborkus was causing. "Why is it here!?" Camilla cried out as she was being carried away. "And how are you able to lift me so easily?" she asked, surprised.

Belial doesn't have as much strength as Lucina does, but anyone that had yet to vacate the premises after the sudden arrival of Fistborkus will have an aasimar yelling at them and desperately dragging them out of the building.

Stacey didn't make it very far. She may have succeeded at stealthing out of her room and possibly has avoided being spotted by the beast thus far. He does exist! As soon as the rogue got her 'first' look at Fistborkus she'd get so overcome with pain and panic, she'd black out. She'd faint at the top of the stairs landing face down with her upper torso hanging down a stair or two, as if she was about to crouch around the railing and down the stairs.

"Wait!!" Camilla would cry out to Lucina, to anyone, "Stacey!! Grab Stacey!!"

"Shit! Stacey!" Belial runs up the stairs, grabs the fallen rogue, and carries her out of the inn, visibly straining from the effort. Not content to simply get her out of danger, she carries Stacey as far from the inn as she can. "Stacey, I need you to wake up now. You're safe now, it's not here. Can you do that for me?" She stands clear, allowing the rogue to get some air. 

Fauna moves to help everyone get away from the inn, almost herding them away, running around quickly. She counts whoever of the party she can spot with worry as they come out of the inn. "One... Two... Th... Three?" She heards the commoners away carefully and protectively 

"Stay here," Alia orders Caim before dashing back into the tavern, pulling out those who had not yet exited. "Blade! Albert! Get your asses out here now, we've got a problem! Time to leave the tavern!"

Stacey's eyes would blink a couple times before she'll gasp awake, patting at the ground around her. "It's real? It's not a dream? It's true?" She'd look up to Belial, eyes wise and searching. She'd grab the aasimars forearms. "You're here. We're real. It's not a dream." The rogue would pull herself up. Her body would be trembling, but she'd be overcome with adrenaline at this point. "What next?" Instinctively she'd feel her scar. Her head felt like it got split open on the side, but she was still intact.

When Camilla asked how Lucina was able to lift her so easily, she shouts back, "I have no idea but I'm running with it!"  Her adrenaline was pumping itself through her veins as if this were a life and death situation, which is kind of was, but truthfully who expects a dog with a fist for a face to attack an inn that had no reason to be attacked. No one, that's who. 

She is able to hear Camilla again through the carnage, stopping just briefly to see where Stacey was to only continue running forward when she sees Belial on top of it. "She'll be okay, Camilla! We're all gonna be okay!"

Lucina is quickly able to spot her comrades through the panicking crowd outside, putting down the sorcerer to only give her a quick look over to ensure she was unscathed. She breathes a sigh of relief when she spots nothing, besides maybe some mental trauma. "Told you I'd protect you, hah. You're a lot lighter than you think."

The Inn begins to tilt under it's own weight as a small dog destroys the walls and lower half. The angle it tilts at is panic educing, and anyone not directly involved with one of you is fleeing for their lives in a terror unlike any other. After about half a minute in a thunderous crash, the Inn caves in on itself violently, sending debris and dust in every direction. A massive explosion detonates in the rubble and a fire starts in the town, igniting the next building over. The sounds of the people's cries is almost deafening.