The redhead squealed when tapped, and almost looked up, but Faebion's hand slid silkily around the back of her head, deeply threaded in the bright red hair, to encourage the continued fellation. The wizard nodded and grinned at the two guests, and Aria returned a smirk.<br/><br/>Scarletlight Way, despite its name, was a carpet of gingerbread-colored cobblestones - and after two blocks, Aria could smell gingerbread wafting pleasantly - nae, enchantingly - from a bakery midway along the block.<br/><br/>The smell at once became far more potent as the stones of the storefront bust asunder - bricks flew left-to-right across the street ahead of Aria and Kass, shattering the windows of the facing lingerie boutique.<br/><br/>Amidst the masonry hurtled a much larger shape - a giant, red-fleshed, humanoid shape, as large and muscular and red as Belias (though fortunately not he). The giant-size creature was recognizable almost at once as a fiend of power, with the notorious bat-wings, horned head, clawed hands and feet, almost reptilian skin....and a smell not entirely unlike Aria's when she sweated profusely, but a thousand times as potent, as of an entire forest had been set ablaze and was just now refused to cinder and ash.<br/><br/>The fiend's hurtling body devastated the lingerie storefront, and the bricks and glass shards seem not to hurt him at all. The creature rose with a roar, a robin's-egg-blue bra dangling from one wing talon, and a matching pair of panties hanging from a horn and almost down over one eye like a pirate eyepatch.<br/><br/>The creature faced the gaping front of the bakery it'd just come through - and out from the great hole of its passage stepped a second fiendish creature, also a dozen feet tall, and even bulkier. It too had a giantish, ruddy muscular body with bat wings, but its features were less sharp, and more mottled and almost piggish, and its mannerisms and body language were wilder. It smelled horribly of sulfur, clutched in one hand an apple-sized orb of prismatic colors, while its other arm was just now swinging with the follow through that'd thrown the other fiend clear through the wall.<br/><br/>Kass would recgonize the two foes by description: the thrown, a pit fiend; likely a general among devils, answering only to the Nine masters of the Hells, notorious for bringing to bear fire magics and powerful physical strikes when not marshalling platoons of lesser devils to do its dirty work.<br/><br/>The more heavyset creature which had thrown this archdevil through a wall was its opposite number in the beastiaries of the Abyss: a balor, one of the most destructive of demonkind, also a terrifying thug of a fighter and fond of fire and telekinetic magics; in fact, in all probability it had hurled the devil across the street through a combination of muscle and magic.<br/><br/><br/>Yeah, although no real knowledge needed here anyway, since he gave directions. (Or if you meant navigating rather than the post-plane-shift teleport....plane shift is 5 x 1d100 miles off target, so even if you know which way to go it would take awhile.)<br/><br/>Assumed that Volera would be along with us, if not that's fine. Also Aria bought 4 wands of Repair Light Wounds for it, and two exotic military saddles (or rather one that fits multiple, so doubled the cost - it's Huge so it can accommodate several riders.) Even if they don't fight mounted, like most nonmagical stuff it's cheap...and a subtle social benefit is that a weird creature with a saddle is less likely to be taken for a rampaging monster.<br/><br/>The two fiends are 45' south down the street from us, the throwee is also 30' to the right (east) and the thrower 30' to the left. The buildings are 3 stories and 40' high.<br/>