Devon & Shadow Devon| Ella | Teri | Ton Ton
"Do whatever you fucking want, Whorebiscuit, IT WON'T CHANGE A GODDAMNED THING! Shitheels like that Dingo Humper and his pet Anime Hot Topic Slayer get away with whatever they FUCKING WANT and still go back to their FUCKING FAMILIES even after all they did! Yet this FUCKUP can try whatever he wants and no gods or angels would stroke his nutsack and coo soothing words and say it's not going to be alright like what happened with those two! Say whatever you want, *****, but the only reason you even gave a damn about him was because he busted your sorry ass out of Hell! Just let me kill him so you can go do whatever you fucking want to him in hell, because we both know that's where he's going! At least he managed to not fuck up how he looks, am I right? So I'm really doing you a favor!"
Teri frowned immediately upon hearing that voice, knowing that kind of reverb and echoey sensation was something she was very familiar with,
[color=0E59E4]"This must be his Shadow... I bet Shaun's had something to do with- HOLY-"[/color]
That was when Ella picked up the Cleric and lifted her off from the ground towards Devon's coffin. The Cleric froze upon being lifted and pulled the way she was, but did not dare make a noise. Upon being deposited next to the coffin, Teri wasted no time in readying a spell to ease in opening the coffin, chanting lightly as she held a hand over the prison: a stream of light blue energies [http://www.wizards.com/dnd/images/fb_gallery/83610.jpg] snaking their way across the coffin as she did so.
After doing so, the Cleric shouted desperately to Ella: [color=0E59E4]"Hit this thing with your best shot! I made it easier to break, but it won't last!"[/color]
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Meanwhile, Ton Ton was still engaging with the Shadow form of Devon, his knife work matching with the dodging capabilities of the Shadow's evasion. It was infuriating to the Shadow to see the little creature have so much spirit in it; especially when he thought he had broken it's spirit... However, Ton Ton continued holding off on Everyone's Grudge as he did so. He didn't want to accidentally hurt Devon again.
Garm, Mercy
The wolf sniffed at the bone; and gently grabbed it with his jaws, backing away slowly and kept his vigil in front of the Authors and their friends. As he nibbled on the bone, his eyes remained fixed on Mercy, not ready to allow her to move in case she tried something funny. Still, the bone tasted wonderful.
"Do whatever you fucking want, Whorebiscuit, IT WON'T CHANGE A GODDAMNED THING! Shitheels like that Dingo Humper and his pet Anime Hot Topic Slayer get away with whatever they FUCKING WANT and still go back to their FUCKING FAMILIES even after all they did! Yet this FUCKUP can try whatever he wants and no gods or angels would stroke his nutsack and coo soothing words and say it's not going to be alright like what happened with those two! Say whatever you want, *****, but the only reason you even gave a damn about him was because he busted your sorry ass out of Hell! Just let me kill him so you can go do whatever you fucking want to him in hell, because we both know that's where he's going! At least he managed to not fuck up how he looks, am I right? So I'm really doing you a favor!"
Teri frowned immediately upon hearing that voice, knowing that kind of reverb and echoey sensation was something she was very familiar with,
[color=0E59E4]"This must be his Shadow... I bet Shaun's had something to do with- HOLY-"[/color]
That was when Ella picked up the Cleric and lifted her off from the ground towards Devon's coffin. The Cleric froze upon being lifted and pulled the way she was, but did not dare make a noise. Upon being deposited next to the coffin, Teri wasted no time in readying a spell to ease in opening the coffin, chanting lightly as she held a hand over the prison: a stream of light blue energies [http://www.wizards.com/dnd/images/fb_gallery/83610.jpg] snaking their way across the coffin as she did so.
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Teri casts Brumal Stiffening! For the duration of the spell (42 seconds), the coffin's hardness is reduced by 5; making it easier to break! 12 seconds until another 2nd level spell can be cast.
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Meanwhile, Ton Ton was still engaging with the Shadow form of Devon, his knife work matching with the dodging capabilities of the Shadow's evasion. It was infuriating to the Shadow to see the little creature have so much spirit in it; especially when he thought he had broken it's spirit... However, Ton Ton continued holding off on Everyone's Grudge as he did so. He didn't want to accidentally hurt Devon again.
Garm, Mercy
The wolf sniffed at the bone; and gently grabbed it with his jaws, backing away slowly and kept his vigil in front of the Authors and their friends. As he nibbled on the bone, his eyes remained fixed on Mercy, not ready to allow her to move in case she tried something funny. Still, the bone tasted wonderful.