Round 2
Adara steps forward with arms upraised. "By the power of the Dawnflower, let your failures be burned from you!"
A wave of spiritual flame erupts from the suli and washes over everything in 50 feet. Once everyone recovers from any shock at the experience, they discover they feel more confident and sure whatever action they attempt next is certain to succeed.
Hana continues to stand guard.
Sharpmaw bites at purple.
Lawdrak moves north, shaking out his sling, then hurls a stone at the skeleton.
With the skeletons all destroyed, Dereje turns his attention to the serpentfolk.
"Unleash your hold on her, you foul snake!" he shouts as he fires at her with another blessed bullet.
Estietre’s heart is in her throat seeing the woman she so admires is under control of that evil sorceress. She appears on the steps not far from Hana and the serpent woman. Vivid colors burst from her outstretched hand. She then stands her ground as Hana has so many times to protect them. Gripping her spear with both hands, she glowers at the vile scaled witch.
“You cannot have her. I will not allow it.”
"Mum, do you know how long that thing's control will last?" Lawdrak shouts, looking warily at Hana. The young druid clearly does not relish coming within reach of the undine's blade.
Adara approaches Hana calmly. She speaks softly in the hopes the serpentfolk mage cannot hear the words.
"You need only listen to what she has asked you to do. You can also allow things to happen that don't contradict those commands expressly. I know you're in there, Hana. Let me help you while you cannot control yourself."
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Adara walks carefully up to Hana and embraces the samurai-ko, not that there is anything Hana could do about it, even if she wanted to courtesy of Estietre's spell.
Seeing her minions diminished, the serpentfolk begins to cast another spell. Moments later a single viper appears between herself and Estietre.
Lawdrak whistles sharply, pointing at the snake, then steps forward and sends a stone slinging toward it.
Following her human's direction, Sharpmaw bounds forward and attacks the snake.
Estietre moves up next to Hana, picks up her katana, and tosses it toward the northwest alcove.
"I don't know.. but the stun I put upon her will not last long."
Round 4
Adara shifts the stunned Hana to the space between her and Dereje.
The suli calls to Dereje and Ladrak, "Quickly! Bind Hana with rope or cord before she can recover. She would never forgive herself if she is the one to harm us.
Adara briefly releases her friend with one hand in order to fling a cone of flame at the blurry serpentfolk before her.
"The fires of the Dawnflower will see your evil undone, reptile!"
"Understood!" Dereje replies simply, letting his pistol drop to the ground with a clatter; fortunately, there is no bullet loaded. Securing his ally's safety was more important than being the one to put down the foul snake. He reaches for his coil of rope as he catches the stunned Mizu with his other arm. He doubted that being pinned and tied up was much less humiliating than hurting her friends, but until the spell wore off, they had little choice in the matter.
Estietre fires off a pair of arcane bolts which fly into the serpentfolk’s chest.
Sharpmaw lets out a wailing hiss, staggering and shaking her head furiously, disoriented beyond the capability of acting.
Round 5 part 1
The sudden sound makes Adara pause briefly, but she keeps her wits despite the assailing noise. She frowns when the serpentfolk is unfazed by the divine magic.
Dereje grits his teeth, nearly dropping Mizu as he recoils in pain, but manages to shake off the worst of the cacophony's effect on him. Still, the pain is distracting enough to prevent him from pinning the samurai-ko to the ground, which in hindsight, is probably for the best.
Round 5 part 2
Leaving Hana in Dereje's capable hands, Adara cocks her head as if listening to an unheard sound; she appears almost to smell and taste the air around her. Quickly she senses this creature is imbued with a force which interferes with magical power, the oracle reaches deep within and tries to reach her connection with the mysterious power she believes Sarenrae has bestowed on her.
"This time you will burn."
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The young Kellid druid loads another stone into his sling and hurls the stone toward the serpentfolk but fails to land the shot.
Dereje continues to deal with Hana as he resists the stunning effect of the serpentfolk's spell. Mum and Adara likewise resist, each hurling spells at the priestess. Estietre's arcane bolts dissipate as they reach the serpentfolk's chest. Adara is a bit more successful, even if the priestess dodges the worst of the spell.
The serpentfolk priestess reaches for her unholy symbol, flooding the chamber with negative energy.
Gritting his teeth at the wave of pain that washes over him, Lawdrak drops his sling and advances with his spear.
Estietre works her fingers into a loose gnarled fist, then springs the fingers out toward the priestess. A few sparkly motes jet from her hand, but seem to have no effect.
Dereje shouts out in pain as fresh wounds split open across his body, the wave of negative energy ravaging his living flesh. Deeming his attempts to hogtie Mizu a lost cause, the paladin instead picks his pistol back up and loads it with a cartridge. The spell is certain to wear off if the caster dies.
Weathering this wave of negative energy better than the last, Dereje steps past Adara, moving into point-blank range of the serpentine spellcaster. Invoking the power of Abadar once again, he raises his pistol and fires another blast of white light at her.
Estietre grits her teeth as the pain passes through her. She flexes her fingers until a glob of mud appears in her palm. She hurls it in the face of the priestess.
Effect single fist-sized blob of sticky mud
Duration instantaneous
Saving Throw Reflex negates; see text; Spell Resistance no
DESCRIPTION
When you cast this spell, you conjure a single ball of sticky mud and launch it at an enemy’s face as a ranged touch attack. If the mudball hits, the target is blinded. Each round at the beginning of its turn, a creature blinded by this spell can attempt a Reflex saving throw to shake off the mud, ending the effect. The mudball can also be wiped off by the creature affected by it or by a creature adjacent to the creature affected by it as a standard action.
Weathering the blast of malice best he could, Lawdrak stabs again.
He just can't seem to connect with the writhing reptilian.
Sharpmaw darts in to bite.
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Adara shakes off the worst of the negative energy blast and turns to the prone form of Hana. Seeing the samurai-ko in such poor condition she casts a healing spell in hopes of keeping Hana alive.
The serpentfolk priestess shakes her head, flinging the mud off of her face before unleashing another wave of negative energy.
Hana snaps back to awareness, fumbles around for her katana, then drags herself back to her feet.
Lawdrak winces again, and, desperate to end the threat before the snake-woman can leech all the life from them, stabs.
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