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Vaarsuvius dispatches the pit fiend with an assist from Durkon.

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Panel 1, Page 1

The pit fiend holds the enlarged Durkon above his head and roasts him.

Panel 2, Page 1

The pit fiend throws Durkon to the ground returning to normal size, "WUNK!!"
Lien: DURKON!
Lien: Please don't be dead, please don't be dead, please don't be dead...

Panel 3, Page 1

Lien: There, at least I can do something useful. I might as well have taken Weapon Focus: Toothpick for all the good my attacks are doing.
Lien: Lay On Hands.
Durkon: Thank ye, lass. How's Hinjo's attack going?
Lien: Well...

Panel 4, Page 1

Durkon casts Heal on himself while off-panel the pit fiend attacks Argent, "SLASH!!", who due to the damage is forced back to the Celestial Realms to heal, "poof!" Hinjo (off-panel): HEY! No one hurts my dog!!

Panel 5, Page 1

Lien: ...but not as well as could be hoped.
Durkon: Aye.

Panel 6, Page 1

Vaarsuvius: It would seem that this foul creature has weathered the brunt of my direct damage spells without so much as a mild inconvenience.
Vaarsuvius: I believe I must attempt a more unpredictable evocation if I am to defeat it.

Panel 7, Page 1

Vaarsuvius: But first, I must "prepare the battlefield," as they say.
Vaarsuvius: Crushing Despair.

Pit Fiend: Geez. What am I doing with my life? Taking orders from an imp?
Pit Fiend: All the guys I went to high school with have gone on to be men of wealth and taste.

Panel 8, Page 1

The devil claws and burns Vaarsuvius away.
Pit Fiend: Just leave me alone.

Panel 9, Page 1

Durkon: Vaarsuvius! Come down 'ere 'an let me heal ye!
Durkon: Ye look so crappy. I cannae even tell how hurt ye are!
Vaarsuvius: I do not require your succor at this time.

Panel 10, Page 1

Vaarsuvius: If you are intent on assisting, what I really require is a spell that will further lower this fiends's saving throws, as Crushing Despair does.
Vaarsuvius: Unless you do not really have an interest in actually vanquishing this foe and would rather just tell me what I should do.

Panel 1, Page 2

Durkon: Grrrr...ye damned arrogant piece of...I got yer spell right 'ere, yer lucky I dinnae shove it up yer delicate elven—
Durkon: Bestow Curse!

Panel 2, Page 2

Pit Fiend: Great, now I'm cursed. Mom was right, I am an embarrassment.
Vaarsuvius: Your capacity for maternal disappointment has only just begun to reach its maximum potential.
Vaarsuvius: Prismatic spray!

Panel 3, Page 2

Blue ray of Vaarsuvius's Prismatic spray hits Devil.

Panel 4, Page 2

The devil is turned in a stone statue.

Panel 5, Page 2

V flies over to Lien and Durkon.
Lien: Wow, I can't believe you actually turned it to stone...
Durkon: Aye, well, ye got lucky. Tha were a foolish risk.

Panel 6, Page 2

V flies right by without a word.
Durkon: Och. Now I'm startin' ta get worried.

Panel 7, Page 2

Lien: You mean because the ninja escaped, Elan is missing, and the vile little imp has teleported to who-knows-where
Durkon: Och, aye...
Durkon: But I meant I'm worried 'cause V just passed up a perfect opport'nity ta say, "I told ye so."

Panel 8, Page 2

Beat. Lien and Durkon look worried.

Panel 9, Page 2

Cut away to Elan aboard Hinjo's junk.
Elan: Dunh dunh DUNNNNNH!
Samurai #1: Why'd he do that?
Samurai #2: Maybe you're squeezing him too hard?

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