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The Ravager of the World (Lord DreamCrusher x Evendur)

"Y-Yes...Master..." Reyla replied, grimacing as she was told that she would only get hydrated by piss if the centaur could help it, and possibly moreso. Basically, any time he had to take a leak, it would be on her. The word slave grated on her a little bit, but perhaps his native tongue didn't have a word for servant, and so, the red gillwoman let it slide. She nodded in understanding as he explained about Cael. "That's very...convenient for you I guess." She said, not sure how she felt about her new Master having a torture pet, but, if that was what he and the equine femboy enjoyed, and it wasn't hurting anyone else, there's no real harm in that.

"You know, it's kind of rude to show off to a girl like that and not offer her a roll in the hay." She comments, his musk getting to her a bit, as she looks at Ul-Ruk's large member still out of his sheath below him. "But, you probably couldn't hand me and my girls anyways..." Reyla commented, her eyes flashing a solid yellow/gold light, and 3 more of her appeared. Her blush was still there, but different now, as her senses swum in Alpha male pheramones.

She's activating Illusory Duplicates, but, since they're made of hard light, I'm saying they can participate in sexy times, as they are not being attacked.
 
The wait was boring but important all the same, his wounds still throbbed and bled slowly in need of tending one way or another that he himself simply could not do. That said, after a minute or two, Reyla had an interesting change of heart in that her lust was building fast. Staring at his hanging cock and trying to goad him into sex was both amusing and annoying, she certainly did not have an attitude anywhere near what he desired from his slaves but, of course, she was only just his slave and had no training to speak of.

"I'll fuck you in good time but not here and not now. You'll just have to suffer your lust a while longer. I'm not dropping my guard in a place like this only to draw attention to our position and get ambushed again. We are both injured enough as it is, luring more creatures to fight would be beyond stupid." He was curious as to why this sudden shift into sexual desire but that could be investigated more later. The initial idea was that perhaps his pheromones were somehow affecting her but cross-species like that didn't make a lot of sense. Then again, after the transformation with Cael, there was the possibility that he could continue to find odd ways to shape the individuals he managed to find. Perhaps she was turning into a kyton as well? Or something similar? Lots of food for thought indeed.
 
Reyla sighed and nodded, blushing again with embarrassment at having put herself out there and getting shut down. She dismissed her duplicates, and leaned against a nearby wall. Once Cael was conscious again, he began healing people. "So, who's your new friend, Master?" He asked pleasantly as the centaur received healing first. Two for him, and one for the Gillwoman who helped save Master. Then he used his positive energy bursts to heal the both of them back up to full. After a lot of time and expended healing, the party is as good as new.

Cure Serious 1 = 21
Cure Serious 2 = 19
Reyla #3 = 25

Channel Energy 13
Channel Energy = 8
Channel Energy = 3
 
Reyla might pout or feel embarrassed but he was in charge here, not her. They'd have their time together, more than enough he supposed over the course of a year and a day, but acting foolish in the middle of dangerous land was not on his agenda. Eventually Cael woke up and, with little prodding, got to work healing them both. "This is Reyla." He vaguely remembered her last name but that didn't much matter to him so he left it off. "She's bound herself to my service for one year and one day. I expect you to play nice." He rolled his shoulders and sighed with contentment as the warmth of the healing magic did its work, knitting flesh and invigorating him as it ebbed the pain away. He liked dishing out pain to others but he did not enjoy receiving it for himself. He did not shy away from danger or harm to himself but, unlike Cael, he'd rather not feel the constant sting or ache of harm upon himself.

He toyed with the idea of explaining their contract, his obligation to keep her body hydrated in a way that most would find appealing, but again that wasn't important right now. Ul-Ruk produced the cloth of his magical pit, the fleeting glimpses of screaming faces proving it's dark nature to anyone who gazed upon it, and spread it out to open the exceeding deep storage space before turning to the chest filled with wealth. "Both of you, keep lookout while I tuck this away." There was no point in taking the things out of the chest so he just shut the lid and lifted the whole thing up before carefully making his way into the pit. It's obscene depth ensured that he had to put a stairway of sorts into it, otherwise he'd never be able to get in and out of it, but even with that taking up space in the hole he imagined he could spend years trying to fill this up and never come close. At least, not unless he started taking statues and other random crap.

Once that was finished and he could pull the cloth back up and stow it away on his belt, the centaur looked to Reyla for questioning. In hindsight something he should have done while they were waiting for Cael to awaken. "Was there a reason you were imprisoned here? Or were they just having fun drying you out? In addition, what do you know about the rest of this place? Other notable rooms? Other notable creatures?" She said that she'd been here a month. Surely she had some kind of information even if it was likely to be minimal.
 
Cael listened and nodded, his tail swishing as he made with the magical body fixyfix. "Why wouldn't I play nice Master? She clearly isn't the same kind of servant I am. And plus, she saved our lives. I'd be some kind of demon if I were to be mad at her for saving my Master's life." Cael said pleasantly. "Plus, I've got a nicer ass than her anyways." He added, which, was true, he had a rounder rump, and she was more top heavy.

"It's nice to meet you Reyla, I'm Cael, Master's healer and abuse taker." He said pleasantly as he healed her. The pair then guarded the doors while the whole chest was taken and stuffed in the centaur's large, deep pit.

"Unfortunately, no. We came in the door over there..." She said, pointing to the room where Ul-Ruk had found the burned stick. "And then in here my party and I were jumped by them all. They seemed especially mad at me and my light powers, so they kept me and were torturing me in the room over there." She added, pointing to the room they hadn't been in yet. "I don't know this place beyond those few rooms unfortunately." She replied with a shrug.
 
"Well let's clear what you are familiar with first then." He shrugged and shifted towards the room where she was being tortured. They had to explore all of it eventually, or at least he wanted to explore all of it if possible, so might as well start with the room that had been used for nefarious acts. Maybe he'd get lucky and find some torture devices for future use. As an afterthought he questioned Cael to determine how much further they could push into this place today. "How much more healing do you have left for the day?"
 
Reyla nodded and lead the trio into the room where she was being tortured. It was a room filled with restraints, and tools to use on the restrained. Whips, floggers, as well as more damaging things as well. Cael got distracted looking around and took a moment to respond to the centaur's question. There was also another large chest filled with money and loot their most recent foes had taken from other unfortunate adventurers.

"Well Master, it's not an exact thing, but I could probably use my healing burst 4 more times today, and I have much magical energy left to me. I could cast one more of my best healing spells, and many more of the lesser ones." He replied with a pleasant tone, this room was making him both happy and aroused.
 
He nodded upon hearing Cael's explanation, an exact number wasn't necessary when a rough estimate would suffice. "Alert me if your healing becomes low. I'd rather leave this place and return another day then allow it to become my tomb." Meanwhile he was focused on the contents of the room, contents that excited Cael and likely made Reyla shy away considering her distinct lack of corruption at this point. Her nightmares were Cael's wet dreams and Ul-Ruk took some amusement from that.

"A decent selection for how crappy this structure is." He collected a whip, a nine-tailed scourge, and a few sturdy canes while looking over the more cumbersome restraints. Most of them were designed for humans, or similarly sized individuals, and while he could put a few into his pit if he so desired it seemed a bit pointless. It was not his way to settle down in one spot so simply and many of these devices could be constructed to a similar fashion with some wood and nails. If he really wanted something he could have it made rather cheaply, at least that was what he assumed in any case.

With his small selection of tools made, Ul-Ruk again got to opening his pit and storing them away inside along with the chest in this room filled with wealth and equipment looted from the victims of this place. "We'll have a lot to sift through when we are finished at this rate. At least there's a good sized haul, even if it might end up being mediocre in value when all is said and done."
 
"Yes Master, quite the haul in here. Are you sure you don't wish to try out these implements before you bother taking them?" The equine asked, biting his lower lip cutely as they toys sadly disappeared in the pit. Reyla rolled her eyes at his eagerness to be hurt. What exactly had she gotten herself into here?

With the chest removed on the wall behind it, scrawled in what appeared to be blood, said The red dragon is not a dragon. "I wonder what that means..." She commented before they moved on.

The next room contained nothing save an empty chest, seemed that the wealth had been added to one of the other two they already plundered, or was somewhere else in the keep. They seemed to be in the base of a parapet, but the stairs that would take one higher were damaged and unusable.
 
"Just as I said to Relya, we will enjoy ourselves only when it becomes safe to do so. This place is not safe. Besides, you are not receiving any pain from me for the remainder of the day. Or have you already forgotten your punishment for disobedience?" As he put Cael in his place again Ul-Ruk noticed the large metal device of sorts and, while he didn't know the name for it, his dark and twisted mind could tell from the sight of spikes along the interior of the swinging doors that it was a deliciously cruel method of torture for anyone that could fit inside it. Just before he was about to pick up the pit he instead moved over to grasp it and lift it up, showing off the extent of his raw power as even the some three hundred odd pounds were carried down into the pit with hardly any effort. That was the last thing he desired from the room though and, relatively quickly, they were off after musing about the blood scrawl on the walls.

"Whatever it means it seemed the person felt it was important enough to write down for someone else to find. I doubt it lacks purpose." Looking at the broken stairs and shrugging, Ul-Ruk moved to the other door in the rounded room and attempted to open it. He had drawn his harpoon once more and was mentally prepared for further combat, though the uncertainty of what they might find helped ensure that he had no real plan of action ahead of time.
 
"You could have changed your mind..." He replies sheepishly as Master picks up a device that Cael would have claimed as a sleeping bag if Master allowed him to do so, but, best not to press that right now.

They continued down the hallway, when, just as Ul-Ruk made his second right, his hoof pressed a floor panel that sunk a couple inches into the ground. However, after waiting for a moment, there were no pits, arrows, or spikes jutting out of anyone, and the rest of the hallway was fine as well.

When they arrived in the next room, it looked like there was a localized rainstom. That suddenly grew an angry face.

Initiative!
Cael = 13
Reyla = 23
Water Elemental = 16
 
Frustrated at stepping upon the plate, Ul-Ruk noted that he'd have to look out better in the future for other traps. However, for the moment, that was less of his concern considering how much squeezing he had to do through the narrow and winding hallways. This of course provided Cael and Reyla with plenty of time to gaze at his muscular ass and, tail flicking with frustration, plenty of glimpses of his large puffy anus that was so often hidden beneath his tail otherwise. "Were I possessed with the time and strength I'd rip all of these walls apart with my bare hands." He cursed under his breath until at last the sight of a larger room came into view. A room with some kind of creature of water. The centaur squirmed and tried his best to surge forward into the room so he wouldn't be stuck in here during the impending fight but the very walls were holding him firm.

Initiative: [1d20+3]=12+3=15

Elemental beat him by 1. >.>
 
Perhaps owing to the nature of her element, Reyla is the first to act. She yells like before and fires another blast at the water elemental, before firing off a blast of light, though, it was not as powerful looking as the first one she'd used. She then disappeared from between the two males and appeared in the room.

Reyla uses a move action for Gather Power, Then fires a kinetic blast with Beacon Infusion. She takes a burn that is negated through Gather power to give the next attack against the elemental +4 attack and damage this round. She then uses the other point in her buffer to use Light Speed Travel as a swift action.

Reyla Attack = 17 (hits because Flat-footed)
Damage = 39

The elemental roars and lashes out at the multiple kineticists in the corner with two spouts of water. One finds its mark, but it shatters into sparkling figments as she avoids the attack. "Phew, I love you, ladies!" She says happily through all 3 of her that are left.

Slam Attack = 30
Mirror Image check (1 is Reyla) = 4
 
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Reyla's light beam and subsequent teleport were interesting to witness in great detail, flying past him in the cramped quarters and narrowly missing him, but it did seem a bit reckless as a ranged combatant to thrust herself into melee. He hoped he didn't have another Cael on his hands, though in Cael's case Ul-Ruk could at least rely on the boy getting up eventually from damn near anything. Grunting from the exertion, he pulled himself free from the hallway and into the room though the act left him vulnerable to the watery creature. The centaur was more than willing to trade blow for blow if need be and his focus was upon thrusting his harpoon home into the amorphous body of the odd being. He hoped it would do appreciable damage but it was impossible to say.

30ft of movement gets him into melee but provokes an AoO

Harpoon (Power Attack): [1d20+15]=19+15=34 +2 (Adjustments for improper buffs and the forgotten Beacon Infusion)
Damage: [2d6+23]=4+23=27 +1 (Adjustments for improper buffs and the forgotten Beacon Infusion)

AC is 24.
 
The Equine is the last to go, and he feels very outclassed with his cestus against the gigantic water elemental. "Not to be rude Master, but I feel like a giant sword would be really helpful right now!" He complains as he tries to figure out what to do. Unfortunately all of his buffs require him to be in line of fire. He winces and moves up, and then tries to carefully and cautiously touch his master's rump to increase his strength against this foe.

Case Bull's Strength Defensively = 25 (Succeed)
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Reyla once again charges up. "Huaaaa!" And then fires the same kind of blast that made the water elemental easier for Ul-Ruk to hit. The elemental sees this and attacks back, trying to stop her. This time, she is not as lucky, and the elemental smacks her instead of a duplicate. The hit rocks her world, and she loses focus on the blast this turn.

AoO = 26 (Hit)
Mirror Image check (1 is Reyla) = 1
Damage = 13
Gather Power as a move, then fire Beacon Light Blast.
Concentration DC 27 = 13
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The water elemental attacks Reyla and Ul-Ruk this turn. Another of Reyla's duplicates is destroyed, and while Ul-Ruk is hit, it doesn't really hurt him so much as mean he doesn't need a shower later.

Attack on Reyla = 24 (Hit)
Mirror Image check (1 is Reyla) = 3
Attack on Ul-Ruk = 31
Damage = 9
 
"A giant sword doesn't do shit if you can't swing it Cael! Now shut the fuck up about that thing!" The empowering magic was welcome though so perhaps he was being a bit too harsh in snapping towards the anumus but, honestly, Cael was a glutton for punishment so quite possibly he might like the verbal abuse; it was hard to tell really. Reyla was not having the greatest time of blasting the creature, getting hit for her troubles, but it was nothing too serious for the moment. Even if it was, well, there was little he could do but lay into this thing with everything he had to try and take it down with speed.

"Don't you want to fight me instead creature?" He questioned in a display of bravado, though he had no clue if the thing could understand him let alone if it was smart enough to comprehend complex things. Twice his harpoon flashed outward with speed in strong thrusts towards the liquid that made up the being's form and twice he kicked forward with his front hooves, shifting side to side in order to alternate them rather than rear up and expose his vulnerable underbelly.

Full Round attack

Harpoon 1 (Power Attack): [1d20+15]=12+15=27
Damage: [2d6+23]=10+23=33

Harpoon 2: [1d20+10]=8+10=18
Damage: [2d6+23]=6+23=29

Hoof 1: [1d20+9]=5+9=14

Hoof 2: [1d20+9]=15+9=24
Damage: [1d6+11]=4+11=15 +1 Fire
 
Ul-Ruk easily dispatches the water elemental and floods the floor briefly before the summoned creature disappears. Cael comes into the room and lets off a healing burst. "Where too now Master? We shouldn't waste that spell I cast on you if we can help it!" He asks helpfully.

Channel Energy = 8
 
As the water collapsed into a pool at his hooves Ul-Ruk shrugged. "Huh, figured that would put up a better fight. That was a little disappointing, though it's not like we've been starved for enemies in this place." Cael's words were right and, after a quick moment to heal up their fishy friend, it was pretty obvious that the only unopened door in the room was their next destination. "Hopefully it won't go to waste, though I'm not going to blunder forward anymore now that we know there have been some traps placed." He moved to the door and attempted to open it, intent on taking things a bit slower and more cautious if there was more travel between rooms like the last few hallways. Though that wasn't to say a room itself couldn't be trapped as well.

Perception (Search for traps as they move): [1d20+15]=2+15=17

Lol well that's a terrible roll.
 
Ul-Ruk finds no traps and triggers no traps as he heads into the next room. A creature that looks like a large red dragon but with six legs snarls at him. A short, curved horn, similar to a rhino's, juts from its nose. Its wings match its body color but fade to a slightly darker shade near the tips

Fort Save please
 
As he entered the room Ul-Ruk was greeted by what the blood on the wall surely was referring to, what looked like a red reptile and could easily be mistake for a dragon for one unfamiliar such as he was. He was willing to trust in the writing but that hardly mattered for the moment as the creature turned its gaze upon him and he felt a strange tug at the fibers of his being. Ul-Ruk was no normal centaur though and he quickly shrugged off the effect, whatever it was, and made ready for another fight. "Here's our not-dragon. Careful, its stare holds some kind of power."


Fortitude Save: [1d20+11]=20+11=31

Welp, doesn't get any better than that.

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Initiative: [1d20+3]=17+3=20
 
Lol, Nat 20s for everyone!
Cael Initiative = 25
Reyla Initiative = 24
Monster Intiative = 6

"Understood Master!" Cael said, as he cast a small healing spell on Reyla, who was still hurt from the elemental.

"I'll blast it into next week!" Reyla chimed in, stepping forward slightly, and charging her blast. As she fired, her body seemed to get a bit more flexible and tougher, leaking elemental energy. Unfortunately, the blast goes quite wide.

Casts CLW, min result fully healing Reyla.

Reyla 5ft step, Fort Save = 27 (good). Gather power as a move action. Fire a Beacon Glorious Blast, giving Ul-Ruk +4 on his attack this round. Taking a 3rd burn activates elemental overflow, giving +2 Dex and Con, and a 15% chance to negate sneaks and crits.

Attack = 15 (Miss)
 
"Don't look directly at it if you can help it. We don't know what it will do to us." As he closed in on the creature Ul-Ruk tried to look downwards and judge based on the outline and the shadows but, despite his best efforts, he couldn't help but slip up and glance at it long enough to feel the familiar power gripping his body. This time he barely could shake it off, his concern growing as it seemed like this was a fight they should endeavor to finish as quickly as possible. To that end he dove deep within his mind and unleashed the fury within himself with a roaring shout. This creature needed to die and it needed to die now! "Face your end at my hands!" Still trying not to look at the beast, his harpoon shot outwards with raw power and good form, though it remained to be seen just how easy this thing would be to fell.

5ft step to close into melee.

Ul-Ruk is attempting to avert his eyes. 50% chance to not need a fortitude save, rolling low will be a success: [1d100]=67

Fortitude Save: [1d20+11]=6+11=17

Free action to Rage

Harpoon 1 (Power Attack): [1d20+17]=7+17=24
Concealment 20% (Low misses): [1d100]=100
Damage: [2d6+26]=9+26=35

Harpoon 2: [1d20+12]=10+12=22
Concealment 20% (Low misses): [1d100]=98
Damage: [2d6+26]=6+26=32

Hoof 1: [1d20+11]=18+11=29
Concealment 20% (Low misses): [1d100]=86
Damage: [1d6+12]=2+12=14 +1 Fire

Hoof 2: [1d20+11]=17+11=28
Concealment 20% (Low misses): [1d100]=4
 
Ul-Ruk's second harpoon glances off the beast's hide, but the first one and his hoof find purchase. The monster attempts to attack with a savage bite, but misses.

Improved Vital Strike Bite = 18

Cael hurries in, not looking at the beast at all, hiding behind his Master and enchanting him to be harder to hit.

Reyla decides to not be scared and face the beast down and try her powerful attack again. She gathers her power and attacks. Unfortunately, her aim is as terrible as it was a few moments ago.

Cael casts shield of Faith on Ul-Ruk.
Reyla Fort = 22
Reyla tries her powerful blast Attack +1 =14
 
If he had been paying attention to his slaves then he certainly would have chewed out Reyla for not listening to him, however he was far more focused on trying to kill the thing in front of them to the point that everything else might as well not have existed. The adrenaline that coursed through his veins fueled him beyond reason as he continued to attack, spittle flying from his lips as he gnashed his teeth and grunted like an animal himself.

Unfortunately his accuracy appeared to be slipping too with the fact that he wasn't able to get a clear look at his opponent. True that he knew roughly were it was but precision was an important part of battle. All the strength in the world meant nothing if you couldn't hit the target.

Averting Eyes chance to ignore gaze 50%: [1d100]=39
Success.

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Harpoon 1: [1d20+17]=6+17=23
20% Concealment: [1d100]=42
Damage: [2d6+26]=6+26=32

Harpoon 2: [1d20+12]=8+12=20
20% Concealment: [1d100]=47
Damage: [2d6+26]=6+26=32

Hoof 1: [1d20+11]=6+11=17

Hoof 2: [1d20+11]=12+11=23
20% Concealment: [1d100]=11
Attack misses.

Shield of Faith cancels his AC loss so he's at 24 again.
 
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The dragon-like monster fires back with a barrage of it's own, and while Cael's protection makes his bite attack glance off, the claws find flesh.

Bite = 23
Claw 1 = 31
Damage = 10
Claw 2 = 30
Damage = 11

Cael conjures his magic chain again, to make it strike the beast without him having to look at it, listening to the centaur's advice. The chain, stronger now, slices nicely into their foe.

Spiritual Weapon = 26
Damage = 8

Reyla is feeling taxed by her powers, and fires a normal blast this time that illuminates the target for Ul-Ruk. Unfortunately, even though she's looking directly at it, her nerves are getting to her as she misses wide again.

Gather power, Beacon Infusion Light Blast, giving next attack +4 Attack and Damage.
Fort Save = 17
Attack Roll = 20
 
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