Burning Men

Burning Men is an encounter in Man and Fiend.
==Enemies==
* Cendariak's Glutton (1235 Gold, 152 XP, 95 Energy, 7 HP)
* Cendariak's Baron (1300 Gold, 160 XP, 100 Energy, 7 HP)
==Transcript==
===Introduction===
The screams were loud. Even the roaring of the infernos and the demons' howling cackles failed to drown them out -- instead they merely formed counterpoints in the abominable chorus.
Brachus had come to learn something of how mortals envisioned hell. Their priests filled their minds with images of raging fire, of burning sinners and fiends capering through the flames. Those infernal being whose realms were of water, forest, silk, gelatinous blobs, or countless other things, scoffed at them for this limited understanding. Limited, but not untrue.
For hell had fire. Such agonizing, searing, charring, consuming conflagrations as to make the most destructive of human fires seem a tame candle in comparison.
Fire, and demons who reveled in the torment it could inflict...
Dark rock monuments rose from the cracked ground. Their surfaces bore images of laughing, screaming, yelling infernal faces -- making them into grotesque pillars of twisted features. Some ran into one another, eyes and jaws and cheeks mingling, as though the visages had melted and set into newfound hideousness. Flickering, dancing torrents of fiery lgiht poured out from their eyes and misshapen mouths. So did the scerams.
The prince wasted no time in parlay. Lord Cendariak's minions could no more be cowed or persuaded than their master's infernos. Instead he ordered the attack, and was cleaving his way through the cackling demons before his first foes knew whose blade was laying them low.
===Conclusion===
There were new fires now, pyres of burning demonic corpses that cast soft lilac across the angry cracked ground. In their purple illumination, Brachus went to work.
Powerful blows broken and crumbled the faces, eradicating their hideousness. As he smashed each one open, a charred, blackened figure tumbled out and sprawled full length amidst the debris -- filling the air with cries of both pain and elation, along with the scent of burned meat.
Incinerated skin fell from them in swaths of black flakes. And beneath all was whole. The flames tortured, but they also healed to ensure perpetual suffering.
Cheers rose amidst the screams. And as more and more of the stone faces were smashed, more and more demons freed from malevolent conflagration, the cheering drowned out the anguish.
When the last of them were released, cheers gave way in turn to cries for vengeance against Lord Cendariak, the fiend who had led his armies to battle his rivals for Krezzor.
Category:Man and Fiend