In other news: Water is wet, Richard is badass, Dany is going to be a fucking bother.

And its not like we can't kill off every slaver here without leaving a trace.

If done right, Shaitan will need a very specific set of divinations to reveal our mind-blanked deceit of a bunch of shit-tier slaver-pirates.
So specific, I dare to say, it would totally break my SoD for them to do so.

If any argument incites me to let them live, it is "Fuck you Dany, we are going to deal with slavers if that what it takes" Duesal presented.
I really can't stand that particular quirk of hers, however much I agree with it, as it is simply inefficient as f.

But whatever, really.
I'm not that hang up on it right now, as we have yet to actually kill all enemies yet.
It only takes one of his people having Teleport to escape us and spread the tale.


That being said, Yrtens contact will double-cross him anyway, so we can look forward to more loot which is not covered by our deal.
 
It only takes one of his people having Teleport to escape us and spread the tale.


That being said, Yrtens contact will double-cross him anyway, so we can look forward to more loot which is not covered by our deal.
How much you wanna bet it's Set trying to steal an old champion? Who might have gotten hands on some neat lore while down under?
 
Either way it's coming to meet Yss. One way or another now. He could use a new underling snake god. Guy gets lonely in his food comas.
Hmm...
We can feed them to a comatose state in shifts, maybe?

I mean, if this is indeed a Good snek, we'll have to take care to only feed the worst offenders in Chaotic Stupid Evil category to it, but still.
 
Really, I don't mind not getting the greatest possible deal here. We're getting loot, on top of everything we just took from the Efreeti, and still have three days to raid whalers.

Best case, we make some valuable contacts among Yrten and his crew. Worst case, they betray betray us and we kill them all. We'll probably just end up taking part of our loot in slaves.
Nonetheless, in the future I'd rather at least make the attempt at negotiation. We massively undersold our value here. Yrten's crew might as well not even be here for all the help they'll be in the fight.

Edit: We are a goddamn dragon. If someone approaches us for aid in a fight, 50/50 for the loot is in no way a good deal for us unless the other party is similarly powerful.

Never again. And frankly, they don't seem like useful contacts in the first place.
 
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Nonetheless, in the future I'd rather at least make the attempt at negotiation. We massively undersold our value here. Yrten's crew might as well not even be here for all the help they'll be in the fight.

Edit: We are a goddamn dragon. If someone approaches us for aid in a fight, 50/50 for the loot is in no way a good deal for us unless the other party is similarly powerful.

Never again. And frankly, they don't seem like useful contacts in the first place.
It's all well and good to say we undersold ourselves, but I think it's more like we assumed Yrten's crew would be making more of a contribution to the raid.
 
It's all well and good to say we undersold ourselves, but I think it's more like we assumed Yrten's crew would be making more of a contribution to the raid.
Given he thought a single Adult Red would do half the work, that's a bit naive.

It was plenty obvious from the start that we would do the lions share of the heavy lifting.
 
Given he thought a single Adult Red would do half the work, that's a bit naive.

It was plenty obvious from the start that we would do the lions share of the heavy lifting.

I took it to mean that we were asking for his motivations and backer in lieu of bartering for the split.

He only shared a bit of the first and we let that pass rather than renegotiate when he saw the party, before we took actions to fulfill our deal. That was when we should have pushed imo.
 
Literally the only thing stopping them from having made a monumental mistake by revealing their target and motivations to us when we revealed we weren't just a single Adult Red but a bunch of mid-to-high level PCs was our inability to deal in bad faith.

And it was our mistake, entirely. We have been growing quite complacent. I have been pretty distracted this week, too.
 
Who else things that the winged snake is just a Couatl of some kind? Maybe with exceptional knowledge or class level, but a Couatl.

And I am annoyed by the current debate. I figured that we were dealing with slavers because we had to (same as last time we were here) and that we accepted the 50/50 split because we were being nice to an ally and maybe a contact to cultivate for later incursions/attacks/intel.
Oh, and I thought that he'd be more useful too. But all he wanted was a ship-to-ship battle against a strong ship filled with devils?

That aside, I expect that this ship will be easily trackable. At the very least they can Divine what Plane it's on, go there and then Teleport in. We need to protect it and redecorate it, fast!
 
Part MMCCLXXIX: Upon a Sea of Flame Part Twelve
Upon a Sea of Flame Part Twelve

Seventh Day of the Fifth Month 293 AC

Though you argued against being the lure in Yrten's plan, you still find yourself flying as swiftly as your wings can take you over the boiling sea. It would be unwise to leave devils time to plot and scheme, and if that means the Golden Wind will most likely not be in position for the attack then so be it. The crew certainly cheered the plan once the captain made it clear that they would get their share not matter if they did not set foot upon the ship until the last devil is dead.

It would be impossible to mistake the devils' ship for anything else, even upon the face of this otherworldly sea. It seems a floating coffin of rusted iron shaped into grotesque form, its every line a mockery of beauty and every leering twisted or tortured face upon its side an echo of Hell's power and its malice. Spined devils circle it like deformed bats around a skeletal chimney belching black smoke and leprous yellow flames.

You fly as you have never flown before, with arcane swiftness and in glamours warded, upon the ether's boundary skimming like a stone cast over the waters. Do they see the flames shrouding you in a blood red corona? you wonder. Do they understand its import?

Soon they will and it shall be among their last epiphanies before their spirits are send howling and empty before their masters.

The world twists... and then you are upon them.

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The ship is no less horrid from three-hundred feet away, and now you find yourself having to witness its misshapen crew. Were they once the heirs of any beauty any grace then they have denied it utterly, for brutish savagery and dim malice that knows only the endless carnage of the Blood War and revels in it. These tusked horrors, slouching under the weight of nail-bound armor, are the Orthon: Hell's brutish task-masters.


Eight bolts of hellfire fly striking eight dragons, seven of them mere glamours dispelled with a touch, the third glances off your scales like water off an oiled cloak. Do they know fear? you wonder again as your own flames overtake them, licking hungrily at blackened plate and twisted flesh.

By some quirk of fate or unhallowed miracle one of them survives unharmed, the others burn in flames kindled of your blood, without even the chance to scream.

Yet even as you approach you hear the rhythmic strike of steel, scores of iron-shod feet in impossible synchronicity. As though standing still as statues awaiting some silent command, a score and more steel devils march up from below, ready to repel boarders even as the six bulging cauldron like things Yrten called Hellfire belches swivel in your direction seemingly directed by their own malignant will. If the Orthon seem brutish and slow, then these ancient warriors embedded in seamless steel hold only the cruel beauty of a blade's edge.


Not a score... two-and-thirty precisely, gathered in squads of eight, you realize even as the torrent of fire from your jaws engulfs one of the squares of infernal warriors where they stand.

It is into this battle that your companions manifest upon the wings of magic.

What do your companions focus on?

[] Clear as many of the Steel Devils from the deck before they can chant making spell-casting more difficult

[] Destroy the Hellfire Belchers before they can fire

[] Try to seal the hatches to the lower decks

[] Write in


OOC: The nice thing about Steel Devils is that they are only CR 6, but in enough numbers can make even high level spell-casters lives hell. For instance the surviving 24 Steel Devils can force any spell-caster to take a DC 22+spell level concentration roll (because I capped the number of chanting devils for any one chant at 8). If I had left it uncapped it would have been 38+spell level but that would be ludicrous and the devils should have won the Blood War already if there were no limit.
 
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It's all well and good to say we undersold ourselves, but I think it's more like we assumed Yrten's crew would be making more of a contribution to the raid.
No, that makes it more of a problem.

1) Even without us knowing what they bring to the table, we're still a dragon. Bottomline, we didn't even try to negotiate, and that's what stings. This is of our own making. We should have contested the 50/50 split right off the bat.
2) We didn't attempt to find out what they'd bring to the table.
 
No, that makes it more of a problem.

1) Even without us knowing what they bring to the table, we're still a dragon. Bottomline, we didn't even try to negotiate, and that's what stings. This is of our own making. We should have contested the 50/50 split right off the bat.
2) We didn't attempt to find out what they'd bring to the table.

About that... let's just say this fight would be a lot easier of you had a ship raining bolts and arrows on the enemy crew instead of trying to mop it up fully with your party.
 
God, I wish we could extract that Chant ability to put into amulets for the legion. How much would that cost? If we had to get a steel devil for each amulet and it had some limit like thrice a day? Good enough for atleast the Erinyes?

And my god would this be perfect time for Mass Balefull Polimorph.
 
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Yes because the four groups came out on different parts of the ship, plus each devil takes up a 5 ft square. 8 of them would thus take up a rectangle 10 ft by 30 ft.
50ft radius. 100ft diameter.

Anyway, we voted to bring the captain, the wizard and as many people as we could fit on three teleporters too, so it's not just us.

[X] Destroy the Hellfire Belchers before they can fire

Eight canons is a lot.
 
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50ft radius. 100ft diameter.

Anyway, we voted to bring the captain, the wizard and as many people as we could fit on three teleporters too, so it's not just us.

You did get them, but the ship's balistas and archers would have been able to put in a far greater volume of fire. That said it's not like the current plan does not have its upsides. You have a lot more surprise on your side than I imagined when designing the encounter
 
No, that makes it more of a problem.

1) Even without us knowing what they bring to the table, we're still a dragon. Bottomline, we didn't even try to negotiate, and that's what stings. This is of our own making. We should have contested the 50/50 split right off the bat.
2) We didn't attempt to find out what they'd bring to the table.
And here we see what hypocrites we are, you are saying we should have demanded more than a 50% split on account of being a dragon, yet you guys were salty for ages about Relath getting a similar split, back when we invaded Torturers deep, and he was the dragon equal to our whole party.

This really show how bullshit that dragon ally cost list is, we would never accept a mission for payment equal to that list, unless we got to keep what we looted, I don't see why you guys got so salty about Relath not doing so either.

Sorry bit of a derail and dragging up old arguments, the hypocrisy just couldn't go uncommented upon.
 
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