Battle of Smith's Sorrows, Part Ten
Twenty-Third of the Second Month 294 AC
Though it pains the eye and the mind to look upon the godling. too bright are even the tatters of divinity, you look and you see.
"Break the armor's enchantment if you can," you call mentally to Dany and Vee, even as you utter a simple
spell to allow your claws to rend from afar, one you are all but certain Amrelath too would be making use of. Though he does not shy away from battle the torments he had endured in death had taught him caution beyond what most dragons new come into true power could claim of old.
Before either of you can reach the foe however the magic flows over him, a tide of impossible colors flowing over animate stone, clinging to blessed steel, but neither Dany's spell nor Vee's can find any purchase against the ancient craft. They had worked too well, the Sathari smiths in the dawn of their people, and well had the God-Who-Was blessed their works.
Claws dig into ethereal foes from afar, chains snap and souls fall screaming into eternity as upon the wind and you whisper a
curse on all works of artifice, one the battle mages of Valyria long pondered using against the armies of Sarnor, but your magic too finds no purchase against the grave-begotten will in those hollow eyes.
With the priests dead or gone at least it is Amrelath who scores the first telling blow, though from among the rain of fang and claw, buffeting wings and bludgeoning tail, only two mark the cursed idol, a scratch along its jaw and a strike the the tail that rakes its knee.
You are barely chipping away at the damn thing.
For the first time in a long time you feel fear creep along your spine and mingle with the headier passions of battle, not fear for yourself, but for your companions certainly. You can recall Tyene's near fall all too well.
Three more heralds seek to lash at the foe, to draw his eye and his ire, but this time he does not take the bait, just as he ignores the great fist of stone Lya conjures to strike him down but which proves unable to overcome his profane might. With unnatural swiftness he turns instead to meet Ser Richard, hammer against blade.
What follows then is a battle such as words cannot describe save in song or poetry. Peerless skill against the will and lore of ages, ensouled steel against stone invested with the echoes of divinity. Even you could not say how many times Oathkeeper flashes out now, how many times it is deflected, by skill, by steel, by profane power, but even from afar you can see perfectly the three times it connects, once it is little more than a scratch, but the second and third times not so. Spellsteel bright with crimson fire digs under the dead god's arm as he raises his hammer, and again as the knight wrenches it free and slashes downward into the idol's leg, cutting a third of the way through the marble column.
Each time the knight strikes the enemy returns the blow, moved by terrible fury, and though some are lost to the clang of armor or arcane fortune two crushing clangs of the hammer find their mark, almost enough to bend even the blessed armor be bears.
Ser Richard takes 63 damage Damage
Ser Richard Heals 63 damage (Contingency Heal)
Thrice more the Smith strikes in his own turn, blows heavy as lightning from on high, once shattering Ser Richard's shield, sending white hot shards flying across the field of battle, then down upon his shoulders with such force as to break any mortal man... but as you have seen in the darkness beneath Gogossos all those months ago Ser Richard is not merely mortal, whatever he might think. The knight endures it all and continues to circle the dead god, looking for an opening in his foe's guard.
Ser Ricahrd's Shield is Destroyed
Ser Richard Takes 116 Damage
The knight does not even blink when Tyene's own spell of unbinding washes over the idol without any discernible effect, but you can see him growing wary.
What do you do next?
[] Charge in to help, Ser Richard can't take this alone
[] Heal and support Ser Richard
[] Write in
OOC: To translate Viserys' observation into mechanical terms it looks like Anu's AC is well over 50, he is under the effects of what looks to be a mundane form of Haste (he is just that pissed off) and for every melee attack on him in melee he gets one back. On the plus side Ser Richard got 2 crits in and they were hefty blows. It looks like the idol is below half health. 
