He was a bit surprised at the the quasit ignoring the insult, they had enough pride to rival greater demons, but shrugged and followed. Once they arrived at the infirmary, however, he moved close enough for the quasit to hear him, and then spoke loudly. "Another quasit? And here I was thinking there was an actual threat about."<br/><br/>He had a bestow curse spell ready, he was just waiting for the demon to move toward him so he could get the combo right. He also had his ranged metamagic rod in his hand, though with both behind him, the quasit hopefully wouldn't realize what was about to happen.<br/><br/>readied action: Release bestow curse<br/>ranged touch attack - 18 (+6)<br/>bestow curse effects (lose turn 50%) - DC 24 will save<br/>