Ianius23(AC28/361HP), Yarog21DOWN, Zaeda18, Misha17, IaniusLair, Roctimos17, Mordok12, IaniusLair, Carrhae10DOWN, Sana10DOWN, IaniusLair, Kali4, Surus4DOWN

DC20 save at disadvantage: 17

Ianius makes more glaive attacks as his bomb flier rounds the bridge once more.
Kali Glaive Attack: 29 Damage: 42
Mordok Glaive Attack: 31 Damage: 39
Roctimos Glaive Attack: 20 Damage: 46

Ianius23(AC28/361HP), Yarog21DOWN, Zaeda18, Misha17, IaniusLair, Roctimos17, Mordok12, IaniusLair, Carrhae10, Sana10DOWN, IaniusLair, Kali4, Surus4DOWN

Shield spell

Death ST: 2

Relentless Rage con 15: 29
Relentless Rage con 20: 18

(so close)

Kali feels her strength leave her for the last and final time after that glaive attack, unable to hold on any longer. She gives a weakened, defeated look to Misha and Carrhae, a grin managing to tug at the corner of her lip as she mutters out, "An honor..." Before slumping to the ground unconscious.

Seeing Kali about to fall Zaeda throws a small potion that gives her just enough energy to push on (+5 to your save)

Ianius23(AC28/361HP), Yarog21DOWN, Zaeda18, Misha17, IaniusLair, Roctimos17, Mordok12, IaniusLair, Carrhae10, Sana10DOWN, IaniusLair, Kali4, Surus4DOWN

Carrhae swings twice at Ianius!

Attack: 39 Damage: 22

Attack: 22 Damage: 17

Smite: 34

Ianius23(AC28/361HP), Yarog21DOWN, Zaeda18, Misha17, IaniusLair, Roctimos17, Mordok12, IaniusLair, Carrhae10, Sana10DOWN, IaniusLair, Kali4, Surus4DOWN

DEMONIC ROCKETS:
A small, fast scout ship roars over the bridge, dropping missiles upon everyone. All players need to make a DC25 DEX save to take half of 78 damage.

Ianius23(AC28/277HP), Yarog21DOWN, Zaeda18, Misha17, IaniusLair, Roctimos17, Mordok12, IaniusLair, Carrhae10, Sana10DOWN, IaniusLair, Kali4, Surus4DOWN

DEX Save: 23

Yep that'll knock me out

Misha save: 18

Misha gets blown up, sprawls to the floor, and doesn't move.

Carrhae goes back down.

Relentless rage DC25: 14

Mordok’s DC20 CON ST for Relentless Rage: 18

More blood and sweat flies off of Mordok’s body and lashes Ianius with a splattering of Essence of Mordok, but Mordok continues to pop back up and stays in the fight to the end!

Ianius23(AC28/277HP), Yarog21DOWN, Zaeda18DOWN, Misha17DOWN, IaniusLair, Roctimos17, Mordok12, IaniusLair, Carrhae10, Sana10DOWN, IaniusLair, Kali4, Surus4DOWN

Ianius finishes off Mordok.

Glaive Attack: 30 Damage: 38
Glaive Attack: 14 Damage: 40
Glaive Attack: 18 Damage: 33

Ianius23(AC28/277HP), Yarog21DOWN, Zaeda18DOWN, Misha17DOWN, IaniusLair, Roctimos17, Mordok12, IaniusLair, Carrhae10DOWN, Sana10DOWN, IaniusLair, Kali4DOWN, Surus4DOWN

And Roctimos.

Glaive Attack: 31 Damage: 45
Glaive Attack: 18 Damage: 31
Glaive Attack: 31 Damage: 37

The first two glaive attacks are wussy, showing Ianius’s true character. The scared little boy he is. The third just barely makes it though Mordok’s armored chest hair, knocking him down.

DC25 CON ST for Relentless Rage: 20

While Ianius is distracted with gloating over his battle success, Mordok’s soul struggles to regain consciousness:

Death Save #1: 4
Death Save #2: 15
Death Save #3: 12

 Death Save #4: 11

Ta-dah!  Mordok stabilizes on the battlefield. Truly living up to his name, MORDOK THE UNDYING!

It didn't take long for Carrhae's body to give out from all the punishment it had taken. In her last moments of consciousness after the rockets hit her, she didn't feel pain, just exhaustion and disappointment. She was disappointed that she couldn't help Misha save Acheron, and that she wouldn't be able to have fun without a care in the world the way she was when they were on the Belle of the Sea, years ago when they were younger. As the blackness took her, she found consolation in the fact that she had brought Misha honor in Acheron by fighting together and that their spirits would live on.

THE EXECUTOR

As Misha lay bleeding out on the bridge, she had a look of peace on her face. Broken, she closed her eyes and prayed one last time.

My Lord, I give my life to you willingly. Take it, and do with it what you will. Know that I served you with all my heart, all my soul. You created me, you breathed life into me, and blessed me with the ability to fight in your name, for Honor for Glory. In my life, you saw fit to allow me to experience love, and friendship, and because of this, I fought even harder for you. Where one sought to conquer you, I and many others rose to the challenge in your name. As I lay dying, know that my life was, is, and always will be, for Acheron. 

Father. I am ready.

With one last sigh, the sparkle in Misha's green eyes faded as she went limp, and darkness took her.

BEYOND

The pain was gone. Consciousness returned. She woke, slowly, to someplace, somewhere. A bright light caused her to blink and focus - it was everywhere, warm. Enveloping her, like she was in a womb. It slowly faded and her vision began to clear. She lifted her head. She was someplace she didn't recognize, she felt like she was on the floor, it was transparent and she could see nothing but the cosmos below her - and everywhere she looked. She realized she wasn't breathing - she didn't need to anymore. She had a vague physical form, more like an avatar, a rough sketch representation of her - of what she was. She was in no pain, she couldn't see herself, there was..nothing - just her soul, just her mind - like in a dream. Was she someplace..in between? She was at peace, and felt calm. Was this what true death was like?

What senses she possessed felt a being approach her. It, too, had a vague sketch of a physical form - more a spiritual representation - of a perfect powerful, commanding entity. When it spoke, Mischa knew who it was. There was no mistake.

<Arise, Mischa.> the being commanded, and she did, because she was in the true presence of the God of War.
She looked around and saw nothing but the beautiful expanse of the cosmos. It was so beautiful there were no words to describe such a celestial backdrop.
Where..am I? she asked, finally, and for the first time, she was afraid.
<Do not be afraid.> Bane said. <I have created this environment for your soul so that we may communicate appropriately. The reality of what this place truly is, for now, is beyond the scope of your comprehension. However, know that you are a part of me, and I..am a part of you.>
My Lord. I have failed you. I need to stop Praxia. My friends..so many have died. And..the ones I left behind. Do you know how I can fix this?
<Perhaps.> Bane said. <You hold the solution.>
The solution to what, My Lord?
<The created will always rebel against their creator. I have a way to stop Praxia - a way to restore order and law in all of my creation. All of Acheron must be purged.>
No! My Lord. There must be another way!
<Always the hopeful. Therefore a choice. A path YOU will choose. The technology of the Genesis Chambers are used to create life, but know this: it can also destroy. Destroying the Genesis Matrix on our world will cause a plane wide event that would eliminate Praxia and her rebels, but all life on Acheron as well - all will be purged. With this choice, the cost is great to our people and our technology. Or, you could reprogram the Genesis Chambers to target specific biological signatures on Acheron, eliminating only the Praxians, but the cost will be great for you. I will create you anew, but you will no longer be my Child - you will be without my protection, guidance, and outside the benefits of what the Genesis Chambers bestowed you with. You will no longer have my power, or my blessings. Your body and soul will be yours to do with, unprogrammed - your destiny will be your own. You will be free. Finally, do nothing, and Praxia rules Acheron for all eternity. With this choice, the cost is great for me. The path is open - but you must choose.>

So Mischa chose. As she looked at Bane and prepared for what was coming, she closed her eyes and smiled, remembering all the people she loved, all the people she knew, and all the joy, happiness, and memories they brought to her life. They all flashed in her mind, and if there was a heaven, she experienced it for the briefest of moments - blessed, and thankful to be a part of their lives. From another time and space, she felt the embrace of her old Legion Commander.

PRIME MATERIAL

There came the day in the great Annals of Iron where Praxia Matyev the Betrayer were defeated and the Genesis Chambers were destroyed upon it's reprogramming - it's job of destruction complete. It took millennia for Acheron to rebuild under the Tyranny of Bane - the Lord of War, but great comfort was taken in knowing the God of Tyranny had succeeded - his wayward daughter destroyed forever. With the Age of the Primes ended, upon the Conquerors Throne, Bane continued his reign of power, domination, and fear for ages upon ages on.

And somewhere, someplace, in some time, Mischa opened her eyes took her first breath.

Raktimos’ eyes fluttered open, a loud yawn emanates from his massive frame, his wings flutter open then closed as his arms stretch. Rolling over he finds himself once more in the arms of his lady love, Tiamat. “Aaah, it must have all been a dream!” He snuggles closer, thankful to be in his true skin again, feeling and reveling in his powerful draconic form nuzzled up against her.

then he awakens.

cold.

alone.

His hands shoot to his neck. The torq is still there.

... “****”

In the following days, Raktimos would remember this as the moment his spirit broke, even but for a moment, his draconic pride faltered and he allowed himself to feel true fear, sorrow, and self pity, as he found himself once more, trapped in the material plane, unable to return home.

and so his search continues...