The Erinyes let out a gasp as the shortsword protruded from her back, then she let out a dark, wet chuckle. "You may have the wrong idea about who's going to get fucked, then, Lolth-slut," the fiend sneered. Then she burst into a gout of hellfire and screamed in earnest, til not even ash remained. From somewhere up the stairwell, Imrae heard what sounded like a pained moan, and the faint shouting of guardsmen coming to his aide.<br/><br/>Whatever had happened, it seemed it did not sit well with Lord Zerillion.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">No rolls... for now...<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Initiative</div><div class="spoiler_body">Imrae: 30<br/>Zerillion: 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=132674)<br/>Guards<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">GM Information</div><div class="spoiler_body"><del>Erinyes 0/153 AC 13 (because naked). 17 if she uses her reaction to parry.</del><br/>Zerillion 47/85 AC 16<br/></div></div>