[[Since Lamya and the cowgirl are kind of self-contained still, I'll push on...]]<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Entrance Hall</span><br/><br/>"Indeed. I imagine we'll both bring our friends next time, but I imagine they'll just end up amusing each other so that you and I can fight one on one again." Essoat chuckles, and sits down on the top stair. "Go on, sit down, get comfortable. Sit on my lap if you'd like, though I wouldn't be upset if you decided that could wait for our next meeting." The demon chuckles again at his own dry wit. "And yes, you're here for a reason. You want the Spear, yes? So did the last dozen adventuring parties, all of whom are still, well, around here somewhere. But don't fret! So is the Spear. Its magic, suitably... perverted, is keeping my mistress's pocket dimension up and running. It is also sustaining the spells that keep all souls here, even on death. So when a person dies," he says, all but glowing with glee, "Their soul is trapped here, and soon resurrects in another body- but because their unprotected soul's been soaking in a demonic plane, they get a little more corrupt every time. So you see," he says, spreading his hands, "You're here to be<span style="font-style: italic">recruited.</span>"<br/><br/>As he talks, Nanami finds herself replaying and reviewing the man's actions, the way his magic looked and smelled, even down to the details of his accent... he wasn't a high demon, not one of the originals made. No- definitely a bit too.. common for that. Lowborn, perhaps, or a recent creation, but then how could he have risen so far? Most 'young' demons were barely capable of being cannon fodder for their betters, and this... well, at least she could tell he was an incubus. The stink of it wafted from the man like a musky infernal aura. It hits Nanami- he was born a mortal, and became a demon later. There were cases of it, and they were usually extremely motivated arcanists who managed enough of a gathering of power that they transcended into another plane entirely. Formidable, but always slightly distrusted by 'true' demons, they typically attached themselves to those who had been their patrons when they were mortal. Since Essoat's mentioned being the consort of a succubus, that's probably who he's been serving for... no telling how long.<br/><br/>[[<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/255801">Sneaky Defense</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">4dF+2</span><span style="font-weight: bold">3</span>. Essoat does not manage to fend off the attempt to figure him out, so Nanami can learn of his high concept; "Mortal-born Incubus Consort." He doesn't seem to care enough to learn more about the kitsune.]]<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">It's, It's, A Bull-room Blitz</span><br/><br/>Not inclined to let their first enemy go free, all three of the friends pile onto the enraged minotaur to keep him from making an escape. Leaping onto his back, Aiyaka keeps plunging the dagger into his back, but for all the kitsune can immediately tell he's barely slowing down. As she does, the more feral-by-the-second half-dragon grabs him to keep him from getting by. Despite that, and despite the tail plunging into his side, the minotaur's strength and bulk keeps dragging both Vormitraax and Aiyaka down the hall as though he were a runaway fully loaded carriage. Maddened and beyond reason, when he sees Felicity in his way the minotaur's reaction is pure instinct. He doesn't turn away, he doesn't keep his head up- as Felicity's jaws clack shut on thin air, she realizes the minotaur is ducking his head, keeping his speed up, and aiming the tip of one of his very long, very *sharp* horns straight for her stomach. At least 'trying to put his horn into her stomach' beat 'trying to put her into his stomach' as far as Felicity was concerned. Down the hall, there's a slamming door as whoever had called out in curiosity has evidently heard enough.<br/><br/>[[Vormitraax and Aiyaka beat his attempt to overcome, so he doesn't quite get what he want; he manages to make it a bit down the hall, but with a kitsune on his back and trying to drag Vormitraax as he goes. Against Vormitraax:<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/255804">Quick Defense</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">4dF+1</span><span style="font-weight: bold">0</span>, 3-stress box filled in. Against Felicity:<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/255806">Forceful Defense</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">4dF+3</span><span style="font-weight: bold">4</span>, no damage. Against Aiyaka:<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/255807">Forceful Defense</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">4dF+3</span><span style="font-weight: bold">3</span>, so he'll take a MILD consequence of Aiyaka's choosing! Enraged, he gores Felicity:<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/255808">Forceful Attack</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">4dF+3</span><span style="font-weight: bold">3</span>and will burn his final FATE point to invoke "Aspect: Giant Horns Means A Giant <REDACTED>" and bump that to a 5.]]