This is a non-Campaign to Test Stuff

Game Master Tacticslion

Once Eternal seeds get in his armor and mephits are in the cage.

As per the spell Storm bolts, I'd like to exclude the cage. Since spell says it may exclude creatures and vegetation. If it cannot be done, I will fly, provoking whatever AOOs may come, then unleash the 30 ft radius to catch the dragon and his apprentice, only.

'When you're about to die, they say your life flashes before your eyes' Inarus thinks to himself. 'Now to see if I've miscalculated...' Strangely despite facing his own possible demise, Inarus is perfectly calm. 'You only live once, but done right, once is enough. And it's better dying doing something worthwhile, then living with regrets'

He smiles beatifically at both dragons, totally at peace."Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, as it is in heaven, as it is on earth." Then he breaks the frost whip with one swift tug and watches the universe explode.

Damage done from meteor swarm - 206 cold damage. Damage from Stormbolts - I don't know what was CL on the whip. Maximum 240 electricity. Storm of Vengeance was just deafened on first round.

The force cage has 30 hardness and minimum 180 hp(assumimg CL 9). Assuming 150% applies to effect, then its hardness 45, minimum 270 hp. Half damage to objects may also apply. Meteor swarm states resistance only applies once, but does not state anything about hardness

Also, here's the funny thing. All of the 3 spells above indicate yes for spell resistance. So technically...as the explosions go all around me, I'm immune...

Inarus' teeth sink into the apprentice, as his body snakes around to snap into the large (but much smaller) dragon, stopping the creature cold.

The Eternal Seeds slide off, and onto the floor in a large pile around Usawoti, even as the shaman creates a powerful barrier around them; though the apprentice tries to snake out a quick strike, he fails in the face of the aasimar's fierce concentration.

Inarus sees that he has a decision to make - allow the storm to affect his friends' cage and hammer both dragons, or avoid one of the two dragons (and possibly the cage his friends are hiding in).

What does he do?

Inarus, though he thinks it might come to bite him in the @ss later(if there's a later) chooses to slam only the master, since it appears that the brass dragon was forced to attack them.

The huge forest dragon is off like a bullet.

The creature slams through the air, but suddenly feels the incredible powerful raking horn of the even larger chromatic green dragon as a casual flick of its head slams into the former half-orc.

Damage: 6d6 + 23 ⇒ (2, 5, 2, 3, 1, 2) + 23 = 38

Nonetheless, Inarus moves forward, thrusting himself into the cloying cloud of acidic doom, and, timing carefully, pulls out his large-sized whip (now so small in his draconic hands) and shatters it, unleashing the incredibly powerful magic to rage across the mighty miasmatic master.

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Usawoti summons forth the power of the coven through the shard of light within his hand, his thoughts on Yeye, the mephits bundled tight, and the Eternal Seeds schlorping up around him (almost like a single, unpleasant-feeling, massive ooze) - he successfully pulls up the force cage as his friend shoots forward toward the larger, flickering and obscured green beast, pushing forward despite being raked by that wicked horn.

"Get down in there, ya smokey ********!" yells Chandruu, bravely splaying his body over top of the other smoke mephits.

"We don't care what ya smell, y'r gonna squish t'gether an' like it, if y'r gonna live!" adds the lightning mephit, pushing with all his might, to help.

As his draconic friend vanishes into the cloud of acidic poison, and, as the great evil head turns, Usawoti hears a faint ~snap~ and a moment of sudden silence descends across the halls, as all heads whip in the direction of the now-hidden Inarus.

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There is a sudden whoosh of air that's more... tangible than anything else.

The smoke, mist, acid, and vapor around the green dragon simply... vanish, for a moment; they seem to almost expand, but, instead of engulfing everything, it's all just suddenly gone, leaving a very clear picture of a huge dragon Inarus - a long gash in his lower region leaking thick, shadowy, sappy blood; a shattered whip turning into a gentle snow drifting down from his claws.

As time seemed to slow to a crawl, the absurd moment of delicate beauty - shattered ice disintegrating into delicate snow - seemed to last for a brief eternity.

That was the last moment that anything truly visually comprehensible happened.

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"what have you don-" began the greater dragon. It was cut off, instantly.

There was a kind of wave of sorts, though it's difficult to describe, what, exactly, kind of wave it was, that erupted from some place around near where the dragon's claws, that gentle falling snow, and that wave slammed into everything nearby with a crushing force, moving through time, space, and reality itself.

Things curved and folded around that space along the arc of that expanding wave of raw power.

Hot on its heels, so to speak, was snow, sleet, and hard pelt, blasting in a hard, indescribably fierce explosion outward, ripping and slamming into everything in a nearby radius, much like the wave before it, slipping through the corridors of time, space, and reality and pushing through it all in a frigid blast of absolute cold. At the exact same time, bolts, akin to lightning, arced from individual flake to individual flake, along each scale of each of the two dragons, through their skeletal structures and nervous systems, their internal organs, and liquids and solids. Lightning raced through them, repeatedly, showing off each individual piece with a brilliance that couldn't be directly stared at.

And all of this was followed by another wave of power, and the electrical ice, and wave, and electrical ice, and wave and so on, until, suddenly, the area was flooded with an opaque, black cloud, starting to drop hissing rain that quickly turned into a familiar-looking green (chlorine) gas that flooded in so quickly after the lighting-and-frigid doom that it's impossible to say if it didn't happen at the same time.

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The incredibly intense lightning that flooded through the area, blinding everyone and everything with its intensity, and slamming into the force cage with the power of a thousand normal bolts of lightning was almost a relief, after the alternating nearly seizure-inducing waves of alternating effects.

That the entire region was covered with nearly-opaque acid gas only made it that much calmer.

And again, the sudden downpour of hail only seemed to add more white noise to the sensory-overload that was this storm, as the acid, and lightning, and hail created a drowning chorus... and then vanished.

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After a moment of genuine silence, suddenly loud drop was heard on the top of the forcecage. Then another. Then several. And now the opaque black cloud that filled the hall from top to bottom began pouring forth a flood of pure, undiluted rain, pounding against the outside of the force cage... but harmless, now.

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"W̛hat..͝.͠ t͠h̡e.̶..́ ͏a̶ct͟úa̡l..͘.͡ ͜**͡*͜*͘?" comes a deep, resonant voice from somewhere in the rain.

Usawoti, you're up, for the moment. What do?

'Inarus said he should survive, but I can't see anything! Not sure I'm glad that I can feel anytning, this is...gooey.' AS the storm rages Usawoti tries to settle everyone down, "Chandruu is right, everyone stay close and get ready to run. If Dragon Inarus doesn't end the green dragon or if the bronze isn't swayed, all we can do is flee."

Peering through the storm Usawoti hears what he believes to be the bronze. Calling out he answers. "My friend used his powers to call the storm down on what appeared to be your master. You had asked for forgiveness, even as you attacked. So he took a gamble and pushed the storm away from you. Did he make a mistake?" Usawoti tries to see anything at all, the bronze the green or his dragon friend.

can Usawoti attack through the force cage? can he see anything? Do you need any rolls from Usawoti?

He can't attack through the force cage - if he could, the power of the effect could have hit him and those inside. He could dismiss it, though.

".̛.̷.͢ ̷w̵hat͟ ͝wǫuld ̛be͟ a̕ ̵m͏i̷stak̢e ̶a̷nd w̵hat͢ w͡ould n͝ot͡ be a ̴m̧is͟ta͢k̵e?͝" asks the voice, hesitantly.

Curious. "My friend intentionally kept the storm from hitting you, and either seriously hurting you or killing you outright. Was that a mistake on his part? Are you our enemy now?" 'How do I put this.' "My Friend and I thought that you might not be our enemy if the green dragon was gone. Are you my enemy now? Are you going to try and hurt me and my friends? If so than he made a mistake and should have killed you. If you are willing to call a truce or be friends then he did not make a mistake. Which is it?" Usawoti continues looking for any remains of his dragon friend, the enemy green dragon or the bronze dragon.

perception: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (12) + 21 = 33

"...̷ ͏s̢ó, ̛if͡ I͜ t̛el҉l y̢ou h̢e ̶mad͟e a ͠mi̶s̴take..̸.͟ ̀I̛ ge̶t ḱille̶d̨. ̴Ye̵ah, ҉I͜'m g̢o͡i̸ng ͝t̸o͟ go͟ w̴it҉h̀, 'W͘hy,̡ n͠o͢,̀ ̴absol҉u͟t̢e̷l͝y ͢not. ̵H̸e c̷er̸t̀ain̸l͠y͠ d̸id̵n'̸t ma͢ke a͟ m̛istak͠e̵! That̶'s ̸f͜o͢r̛ ͠s͠u͟r̀e̡!̧'" calls out the voice.

A large, extremely battered-looking bronze dragon bumps into the edge of the force cage.

"A͢w͜, *̶*̛**!̷ Ow͠!͞" it says.

sense motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
heal check: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (14) + 20 = 34
can Usawoti tell what kind of shape he is in? Forcecage lasts a round per level, at dc23 what level is that, in other words how long does the forcecage stand?

Seeing the bronze dragon bump against the force cage Usawoti looks at him trying to see what kind of shape it was in, "That's not a very convincing answer. Did the green dragon have you under it's sway or was it something else? Or did you do this to yourself?"

2 minutes, i.e. 20 rounds.

He's in "near unconsciousness" hit points.

"Lo͏ok̴, m̢àn̵ling,̧ ̷I̴ d́o̶n't͜ k̕n̸o̧w̶ y͡o̧u.͘ ͟Y̶o͏u d̀o͠n't kno͏w̕ me. ͘I͜'҉m̵ ̕not l͝o̷n͜g̸ for ͡t́h̶i͜s w҉oŗl͟d̢, but I kińd̵ ̕of͠ l̵ikè l̀ivin̨g for as҉ l̴on̴g ҉a͘s̢ I'̨v́e go̶t̕,̡ ́righ̡t͢?̢ I̛ ̡d̸on͠'͏t̕ ̸h̢a͘v͢e͡ a͜n̡y ͜r̕e̶al wa̵y͜ to ̕co̕n͟v͏in̕ce y͠o͠u̕, ͞one̵ ҉w̧ay or ͠th̵e̢ o͢ţher.͟ ͝All I'm ͜s͞ay͟ing, i͏ś ͡I͠'m̵ ̷not̡ ̶i͘nt̷e͠r͟e̶sted ͜i̴n ́b̡arri͞ng you̡r way ̵t҉o he̶a҉v̀en͏.̡ ̴I͝ ̀d͏ǫn͝'t͟ ca̵re. I ̡ǹev̕ȩr̴ ͠d͠id͠.͟ ̷I ̴d̕on't ̛ev̸e̸n̴ w̸án̶t t͏o̢ be her̡e." it says, mildly disgruntled.

5/5

At that moment, the rain ceases.

The clouds begin rolling back.

A thick, solid layer of frost covers everything, though pitted and broken from hail and acid.

There are two partially frozen enormous bodies - not enough left to really be called "corpses" one supposes, but left-overs, anyway - and one huge-size shadowy... thing, hovering in midair, over the smaller of the two remains. Sleeping.

"We̢ll̨, ̡h͘u͞h.̷ ͡L̛o͢ok͡ ̷a͞t͘ ̶t͡hat̷.̀ Ņever ţh͢o͝ugh̡t I'd͏ şeę ͘ány-**̕****̴*-͠th̡íng ̶li̕k͜e it̶, ̸a̛ńd͝ ̕prob́áb̕l͢y̴ n̸e̕v͝e̶r̷ ̨w͜ill͟ ̷a͘ǵain.̷ ͝Y̧ou͟ ̸h̛ungry?̴ ͜If̧ n̵o̵t, I̕ ̨g̵ot̸ ͠d͠ìb̧s͜ ͟o̵n̡ the͜ c͝orps͜ȩs.̸" says the dragon, hungrily. "Or ̷wh́a̛t́ev́e̕r̛ ͠t͜h͢e͟ý ̨ar̶e͢." it adds.

'That shadowy thing, is that what's left of Inaurs, I know he said he was of the shadow, but I didn't think he meant literally, I thought maybe he was just goth when he was a kid or something.' Usawati shakes his head, "No I'm not very hungry right now, I have some Mephit friends who may want to eat when you are done, but if you don't mind start on the green one that was here, I would rather not watch my friend be eaten, not quite yet."

'Gotta trust it sometime, just in case I should think about what other spells may drop this thing.' Usawoti releases the forcecage, calling up Mope and quickly mounting. Following the bronze over to the pile of partially frozen bodies. He asks Chandruu and the new smoke Mephit, 'Would you Mephits help me look for my ice hammer, I left it with Dragon Usawoti." Then he begins searching the remains himself, looking for the weapon.

At the same time he attempts to contact Quigaz’ir’Eter, Lady, can you still sense Inarus.' Then asking Mope, 'Any observations my friend?"

turning to the dragon, he offers. "I may be willing to help heal you. But I need to know more. How did you come here, what are your intentions in this place once you have feasted and rested?"

Inarus gives a scream of pain as his mortal frame blasted apart by the frozen meteors, 'Definitely a miscalculation'he has a brief, wry thought to himself, as he feels acid scorching through whats left off him. Then he feels electrical energy arc through his ravaged body and finds himself floating upwards...he senses the hailstones pouring down from the thundercloud above, but no longer feels it, his body already dead. 'oooh. That was sure a lot of work. Shouldn't I be headed off somewhere?' He thinks to himself, then decides to take a nap while waiting for angels to arrive.

'That shadowy thing, is that what's left of Inaurs, I know he said he was of the shadow, but I didn't think he meant literally, I thought maybe he was just goth when he was a kid or something.' Usawati shakes his head, "No I'm not very hungry right now, I have some Mephit friends who may want to eat when you are done, but if you don't mind start on the green one that was here, I would rather not watch my friend be eaten, not quite yet."

"Hm̛m̡m..." says the creature, narrowing its eyes, a bit. "Ah,̀ su͘ŗè, w̛hy ͡n̢ot.҉" it shrugs. "Live͢ ͜ànd ̸l̸ȩţ ͟live̡, ̨yeah?" it goes off and starts breathing fire upon the larger ice block, muttering something about, 'faster than you deserved' before gnawing on the newly-thawed (and crisped) flesh.

He asks Chandruu and the new smoke Mephit, 'Would you Mephits help me look for my ice hammer, I left it with Dragon Usawoti." Then he begins searching the remains himself, looking for the weapon.

Mope swiftly arrives, and confidently trots across the froze halls and up toward the frozen blocks of former plant-dragon-thing.

"Sure thing, boss!" nods Chandruu. "Hey, you lot! Get ta thawin'! We've got a hammer ta look for!"

With Chandruu and a lightning mephit herding the smoke mephits about, they begin thawing some of the ice, while carefully searching for a hammer.

"HEY! BE CAREFUL WITH THAT STUFF YOU ********* ******' IDIOTS!" yells the lighting mephit. "WE DON'T WANNA MELT THE HAMMER!"

"YAH!" adds Chandruu. "What she said!"

"Wait, I'm a she, now?" asks the lightning mephit.

"I dunno: kinda seemed right, ya know? Th' boss likes females, it seems, so I figured it'd help."

"Thanks!" says the lightning mephit.

The continue to herd the smoke mephits, who return to the search and thawing, but much more carefully.

At the same time he attempts to contact Quigaz’ir’Eter, Lady, can you still sense Inarus.'

There is a huffy sense of affirmation, though it comes with a feeling of being miffed at you, and a bit of loneliness.

Then asking Mope, 'Any observations my friend?"

"Sure. But I'll keep it to the practicals, for now. Seems like your dragon buddy cracked open his body and left his demon-soul floatin' instead. What I'm most curious 'bout, though is that don't look like no shadow demon I've ever heard of. Granted, I'm a talking horse, so's I can't say I've the best ed-yu-me-ka-shun all-'round..." your companion notes, wryly, "But I've seen his shadow, albeit briefly. An' it didn't look like that before. It looks different now, y'know?"

turning to the dragon, he offers. "I may be willing to help heal you. But I need to know more. How did you come here, what are your intentions in this place once you have feasted and rested?"

The dragon looks at you, while munching a piece of dragon meat. It sighs. "Ŗight. I͜ s'pose͞ ̶y'͝re͜a҉lly wa̢n̨na ͢d͘o̶ ͞t̕he̷ w̵h̡o̧le͢ ̶'̛ge̢ttin͜g͘ ͢t̢o͠ ͡kn͟ow ỳo̶u̵' b́i͜t. ̨T͢r͜u͢st̴:͏ m̢i͡s̡ta͝ke̶s: et͡c."

A huge, hot breath is brought in, and then blasted out in a heavy and fast sigh. Smells like roasting meat and extremely hot and dry sand. Strange - Usawoti's never seen sand that's dry before, given it's all next to the beach, but somehow he still identifies the scent. It collapses onto its forepaws and, periodically once every 1d4 rounds breaths fire onto the remains next to it, devouring what it can.

It ponders his words. "I̵ ̴d̶unn҉o̡.͜" it says, at last. "I͠ me͜an,̢ ult̵ima͜tel̷y͡?̸ ̵I͡'m̕ ̵pro͞b̸ab͢ly̷ g͢o̡n̶na̵ j̧u̶st d͞ie̷. ̡And ͡pr̡o͏ba͏b̛l̷y̸ ͟s͘o͝o͡n,͟ t̶o͝o̡." it shrugs. "M̕o̶st ͢l͟ike̴l͝y g͡o nu͟ts b̡e͟foré ̧t̶h̢a̢t͘." it looks at the mephits. "S̛o͠rry҉." it adds, with a shrug.

"Hey, no biggie." says Chandruu. "That's jus' how **** goes down here." he adds, nodding, before returning to helping the lighting mephit (who also agreed with said exchange) in keeping the smoke mephits on-task.

"Àn̡yw̢a̕y,̛ ͘as̸ ͢to͏ w͢h̵er̕e̢ I̛ ͟c̷om͘e̛ ̴f̨rom, w͟ell, ̷ţh͏a̢t'ş a ̴b̡it òf̵ ̷a ̶c͢o̧mplex ͜q͝ues̕ţi͞o͏n.͞ I ͘mea̛n̷, my egg was͢ ͡in̡it͢i̷alized̷ ̶in͠ ͡h͘el̨l, ͢obvious͟ly̨ - ͡****̡**' ͞f̢ire͜ dr̴agon̡,͟ y̶a͠ k͝now? -͟ ̶bu͡t҉ t̵he͟n ̸I̧ ͝w͝as̷ i̡ncub̴aţȩd ̨i͡n̶ ͡he͡av̀èn, m͞uc͞h ̵t̢o҉ ̸th̡e͜ ͡co͏nsterna̵tįo̸n ͜o̕f͟ ̛t̵h̶e̛ locals. Yoų'r͟e ̸p͘r̀ob̸'̀ly toò ͏ne͟w ta̢ re̡m͜e͞m̢be̷r.̷ Re̷all̴y **҉*͟*͢** 'em̕ ̸of͢f͠, ba͠ck t͢he͞n, bu͏t wha̧t͟ ar͜e͏ they ̶ǵonn͘a̵ d͝o?̵ ̧Bi͞g gre͏e͏n ̨ev̛il̵ ̡d͞r͢a̵g̡on to͡o ̢power̴fưl̡ t͘o ̡k̷ill ̶de̶m͡a͡n͠d́e̷d͡ ìt,͠ a̵nd ́wasn̵'t͘ push͞įn̸g̨ ̴fǫr ́an͡ all̶-́**͘**҉*҉*̵*-o͠ut ̵in͝vas͢įo͡n. P͜ŕetty ͠*̀**̨***̵* g̛ơo̵ḑ d҉e̴a̢l. ́An̢ỳwa͝y̛,͠ I̡ ha͡t̶ched,͡ án҉d̵ ̡wa͡s͟ ̵bŕought ba͝c҉k̵ ́d̢o҉w͡n̡ ͘here.͢ ̸And́ ͞I've̴ ͏b͞e͜e͝n͘ u͝nd́er *͟*͠*̴*-*̛***'͝s en̢orm͡ou҉s *͢*̸**͜ ͞of a̕ thumb̡ ̢ever since.͠ ̡Un̨fo̧rtu̧n҉a͡t͘e̶ly̡, Į be̵e̶n̡ r̀ea͏ĺ-́tim̧e͟ 'a͠w̛ak͡e̕' ͡(i̷f o͡u̷t ǫf̨ co̷nt̢r͟ol͜) ļo͝n̨ge͞r ̨t͝h́a̶n ̧a͝n̨y ͢o̧th͞e̸r҉ ͘*̧*͘**͝**'̨ ̶dra͜gon I͞'̀v̨e̶ ever ͟m͟et̀ -̵ whi͘c̨h҉,̕ ͏tr̡ut͏h̷ ̛b̶e͟ t́o̵l͝d̛,͘ is̨ ̷only̨ abo͝u̕t s͜i̕x, ͟includ͟in' y̵'͞r͠ und̸ea͞d͏ ̡floatin̕'̡ bu̴ddy ̀òv҉e̡r͝ ̵ther͘e̡." it nods at Inarus. "W̧ell, ́inc̕l͟u̵ded̷. I d͟on͠'̴t kn̸ow ҉whe̵t͡h͏e͢r ́o̷r͞ no̡t ͏a̢n ͡u͢n͘dea͘d͘ ҉s͞ha͝do͜w ͠sti͞ll͏ ͠c̛o͞u͝n͢ts." it shrugs, apologetically.

It shakes its head. "Any̛w̛ay͡,̧ ͝what҉ ̴I̡ d̷o k̸n̶ow̨ ̵f̕rom ̛the ̶lo҉r̵e͡ i̷s̴ ̡that w͘e ḑo͝n't l̵a͡st ̕th̛at ͟l̴ong.́ ͘W͜e̕'͝re me͢a͢nt̛ t́a͠ s̀l̴eep,͡ ͏y҉a k̀now҉? Bưt̀ I ͏wa̵s̡ a̡n e̕xperim҉ent.͘ ͜How l͝on̵ǵ c͢o̴u҉l̶d͞ ̨a ͟d͏r̀ago͟ǹ ac̵t͜ually stay̨ ̢'wa͞ke ẃi̷t͠hǫųt ̧crackiǹ'͡?̵ Th͝ough st̷u҉pi̢d,̴ ̷here,͞ ͏di҉dn͡'̡t ͏n͏otice ̧i̧t, ̴Į h̨ąve:̸ ̕I͝'̕m͘ ̶a҉l͘r͜ea̧dy s̸t͏art̡in̨'̨ ̷in ͟o̴n͝ m̶y͝ ̢s͢e̶ǹes҉c͠en҉ce.̶ ̷I'͘m҉ ̵f̵or̶g͢ęt̕t̛i̛n͏'̷ thinģs̴ ̸that͡ ͞s͟houl͞d ͞be̕ pr̕et̛t̢y ba͢sic."

It holds up a claw. Its trembling, slightly. "An̷' look: I c͠an̕'̢t h̕old͘ my̢ ̧body͝ ̡ste͏ady ͡ņo ͝m͏o̸r̡e͜. ̡Not͜ ͏co͞ns͘i͟s̴t͟e͝ntly̸,͡ ͜a̡t a̡ny r͡ate.͞ Į ́don͠'̷t͡ kn͝ow̵ ͠wha̡t̷ k͠i͢nd͜a m̷ín̡d-go̡n̴e̶ ̶I'͝m̧ ǵo͝n̶n̨a̸ ha̛v̕e͘, but̕ ̴I͡'͝m g̢u̵ess̨i̛n͡'̀ i͟t's̀ t͝h͢e̶ ̢kìnd͘ ̢w̧h̴e̸r̀ȩ I͞ ͜j̴ust̕.͞.. g̀ǫ àw͜a͠y. Betw͟ee̛n h̛ea̛ve͟n, ̡he͏l̛l̶,̵ a͜nd͞ the͟ ̧e̴x̡tr͡e̷m͜ely s͢ucky ̛m̧idd͡le̵ ͢g̴roun̴d͏ we͢'̀r̵e͠ in̛ now, ͘n͡ot҉ ͘ta͠ m͡e͘n҉tio̶n h̵a͡vi͡n͢' b͏e͠en ̶domin͝ate͘d͡ m̴ost ever͡y ́d͡a͠y͜ o͝f my̶ ͜li̴fe̢,҉ ̷d̕o͝es͡n't ́see̡m̵ ̶li̛ke̕ ͡I̧ ca̕r͠e ҉ab̷o̢ut҉ m̡uc̛h o͞t͏h̵e͏r than͞ ̴su̧r͘viv̷ín'. I e͞v͡e̴n ̷felt͘ ̢m̶y҉ r̢a͡ge a͢n͟' ͠o҉t͞h͞er͜ desír͡es͜ ͟j͜us͢t... fa͝de͟ a҉ ̀sh͘o͡r͢t whiļe af̢o҉r̨e̛ y'́al͠l̸ showe̷d ͠up̧.̶ ̕I ̸mean̛, I'̕m͠ ̕hungr͢y͟, no҉w,̕ ͢so͝ I'͢m ̡eatin',̸ ̛bu͝t.̸.҉.̛ Į r̵eal̴ly ̶d́on̡'ţ ҉car͟e alĺ th̢at͝ m͏uçh. Nǫt ̸li҉k͘e͏ I҉ us̶e͞d t̕ò.̡ ̀You͠ ̷kn͏ow͜?̛"

It sighs again.

"I ͢t͠aķe i̸t͝ y'̴r̴ ͏ągen̸t͜s s̸e͞n̛t ͘from h͢e͘a̴ven ͞f̷òr ͢reve͡ngȩ?" it asks. It looks around. "Ẁel̨l,́ ob͝v̛ious͟l͝y,͝ ͞rig̢h́t̢?҉ ͢He͠h͢,̴ sorr͝y͝, ştupid̕ ͜q̢u͠estion͡.́ ̡A̧s͠ I ̨s̀ai҉d̶: ͠s̶e͝n̢es͏ce̡n̷c͟e̛.͘"

It lays down its head. "Anyw̡ay,̀ I fi͢g͝u̷re m̵aybe ͝aft̵e̡r ̛I̢'m r̛est͜ed̨ enou͡gh, I can g̢o ͏s͞ee ͟ìf̨ th͜ey̴'̛l̡l̵ let ͠me ͠i͞n̷t̴o̶ ͠h̷e͠a̵ven.͡ I do҉u͡bt ̶it͡, b̴ut Ì'd̛ at̀ ͟l͜east l̶i̴ke ta have ̕a̕ n̵ic͠e ͠t͢ime wi͢t̸h ̧t̡h͝àt ̀li̶tt̨l͜e̶ ̵t̷i͏m̕ę I'҉ve g̵o̵t̸ ͢le͞f̧t,́ ỳa k̕ņow?͟" It thinks a moment, before mildly perking up. "Or ͢a҉t͝ l͢e҉ast͏ d͠o so͏me̵t̶h̕ing̵ not-aw̨f҉uļ. I ̛hat̡eḑ w͘ha̴t th͏is̷ **̴*͡*͡*͞*́ ma̧de̴ m͟e ͏dơ. ͟So͝ if͟ it̵s so̵m̸eth̵i̶ng ͢it would̡ ha̶v́e hat̶èd,̧ ̵and̕ ̛h̴ea̵ven w͢i͢ll͠ing̴, ͞I'll̨ ̛prob'ly͞ s͠et͡tl̵e f̧or͟ t͝h̵ąt."

It nods with a snort, to itself, and then lays back down.

'The Mephits can find the hammer, that will keep them busy.' Feeling the sensation of being miffed 'I can understand loneliness, but I'm not sure why I feel like you upset, is it dragon-Inarus' loss of his dragon body or matbe letting the dragon live, something else?"

Asking Mope "Different how?"

Listening to the Dragon, Usawoti hearing similar language that the mephitis used, being used by the dragon, he asks. "Are you referring to what the mephits called 'hell' back that way?" He nods the direction that they came from. "Ran by a fat red plant-demon-genie thing stuck in a chair?"

He stops for a moment and calls to the mephits "Hey Chandruu, you guys called where we just came from 'Hell' Is there a heaven here too?"

retuning his attention to the dragon, "Yeah, we messed him up good, as far as we can tell, then we came here. Can you tell me how to get to what your calling 'Heaven"? We weren't sent from there, were from someplace other than here. But I'm more than happy to ask you to join us. If you do when we leave you can go with us. It will be very different that this. Possibly you will not go crazy there"

'Well, he is giving us information.' Usawoti reaches out and touches the brass dragon. "As I said, I can help heal you. If we figure out what is causing you to feel the way you do. But go ahead and sleep. I will keep watch."

Healing the dragon some, Usawoti turns to the mephits, and tells them. "Once we find the hammer, you Mephits can eat as much of the nasty green dragon as you want. Were going to wait a little before we eat dragon Inarus' body."

CSW: 3d8 + 13 ⇒ (4, 1, 1) + 13 = 19

I realize time is odd, but how long has it been since we rested?

'The Mephits can find the hammer, that will keep them busy.' Feeling the sensation of being miffed 'I can understand loneliness, but I'm not sure why I feel like you upset, is it dragon-Inarus' loss of his dragon body or matbe letting the dragon live, something else?"

There is a sense of feeling hurt - wounded even - at such gross insensitivity and cruelty. *Sniff* Q.Q

Asking Mope "Different how?"

"Can't say, for sure, Boss, other than the generalities. A lot bigger. Shaped diff'rent. Somethin' else, than just that, though."

Listening to the Dragon, Usawoti hearing similar language that the mephitis used, being used by the dragon, he asks. "Are you referring to what the mephits called 'hell' back that way?" He nods the direction that they came from. "Ran by a fat red plant-demon-genie thing stuck in a chair?"

The brass dragon cocks its head to the side.

He stops for a moment and calls to the mephits "Hey Chandruu, you guys called where we just came from 'Hell' Is there a heaven here too?"

"Sure! We all hoped that, by pleasin' that ******," he thumbs over at the dead green, "that we'd be able to pass up that way, some day." He shrugs. "None've us've ever been there, tho. Maaaayyyybe some've the frosties, but those guys were ***-****** ******' freaks." he says. "No offense." he adds, to no one in particular.

retuning his attention to the dragon, "Yeah, we messed him up good, as far as we can tell, then we came here. Can you tell me how to get to what your calling 'Heaven"? We weren't sent from there, were from someplace other than here. But I'm more than happy to ask you to join us. If you do when we leave you can go with us. It will be very different that this. Possibly you will not go crazy there"

"I... don't know anything about what lives below - only that I was forced to make a pact with something - I was informed that it came from there - and that... altered me. Enhancing even my own sinful tendencies." it shrugs. "But, I suppose, yeah: it's 'back that way.'" it points.

'Well, he is giving us information.' Usawoti reaches out and touches the brass dragon. "As I said, I can help heal you. If we figure out what is causing you to feel the way you do. But go ahead and sleep. I will keep watch."

It pauses for a moment, looking at you oddly. It begins to inhale, as if to speak, "I- when,

Healing the dragon some, Usawoti turns to the mephits, and tells them.

"-iiiiiiiiiiiooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmyyyy*******************" it says, shuddering.

Healing the dragon some, Usawoti turns to the mephits, and tells them. "Once we find the hammer, you Mephits can eat as much of the nasty green dragon as you want. Were going to wait a little before we eat dragon Inarus' body."

It sits there, trembling, for a few. "y-y-yyyyyeah." it manages, at last. "S-s-sssure. I-I-I'll jus'... I'll jus'... go sleep, now."

It lays down its head, and rests.

I realize time is odd, but how long has it been since we rested?

I think you're still mostly good to go? I'll have to get back to you on that.

"BAM! Found it boss-man!" says the lightning mephit, triumphantly. She lifts Usawoti's hammer carefully from a seemingly unrelated complication of ice - apparently some of Inarus' saddle blown off and frozen over on the wall of the tunnel.

’Found it, good. Usawoti dismounts Mope and walks over to where the Mephit had pulled out his hammer from what he supposed was chunks of the saddle and his friend dragon-Inarus. ’Hopefully shadow Inarus will be able to join us here is the land of the living.’

Recovering his ice hammer, he then goes over to the piece of dragon meat that was thawed and setting down his pack removes the two Mephits he hadn’t named yet, and placed them near enough to eat without straining themselves. Then announcing ”Good job finding the hammer.” turning to the one lightning Mephit who had found the hammer he says. ”You are now Yalagch, because you won the search. You and Chandruu, start eating next.” Usawoti watches as his named mephitis start eating, about thirty seconds later, he tells the rest. ”The rest of you may start eating as well. Once you have eaten, pack up as much food as you can carry, I don’t know when we will eat again.” Watching the others start to find a spot to feast, he smiles. Not that finding enemies has been difficult, it’s friends we need though.”

Usawoti unconsciously goes to his pack and draws out his curry comb, stepping beside Mope (out of habit more than need, now that Mope live as a tattoo, instead of a Brumby) and begins to curry the stallion. Speaking to him about what he is thinking as was his habit back on the steppes. ”So Inarus’ shadow is different. I’m not sure why, but we can find out when the wakes up. I’m also concerned about why ‘The Lady’ would be so upset. I realize that I haven’t spoke to her, but we were a little sidetracked dealing with things, lately.” His hands ran down Mopes legs as he lifted first one hoof then the other checking the soft underpart for rocks. He then steps to the other side and begins currying and thinking out loud again. ”Do you think it was because we used magic provided by the coven? Was she jealous because of that?”

Realizing that Mope was now sentient and smarter than even he. ”Ok Mope, now that you can answer back, help me sort this out. We need to figure a way she can speak to us, or we ask her specific questions. I may even put the jewelry on you and make you talk to her.”

He stops currying the horse switching the curry brush out of his hand to the other and looking at the back of his hand he speaks directly to the flowered ring. ”Are you upset because we used coven magic or something else?”

”You are now Yalagch, because you won the search. You and Chandruu, start eating next.”

The lightning mephit now named Yalagch stares at him for a moment. Usawoti continues talking, but it doesn't quite seem to hear him, as the sides of its mouth twitch - first one side, several times, then the other - and then, slowly, disbelievingly, it splits into a huge, amazed grin.

"OH THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU~!" it cries, dashing into a hug, and holding on tight. After holding on a few moments too long, Yalagch finally (partially unwilling) pries itself away, having sobbed onto your shoulder for a while.

Chandruu is grinning broadly. "See? I told ya he was the absolute best!" says the dust mephit, proudly.

"You wer-her-her ss-ss-oh-ho-ho ri-hi-hiiiiiit~!" the lightning mephit cries with joy. "I lo-ho-hoooove him forever~!" it blubbers.

"Me, too!" adds Chandruu, giddily. "So, shall we..." Chandruu pauses, dramatically, both hands pointing to left, elbow pointing to its lightning mephit companion, "... Yalagch?!" he finishes with a dramatic flourish at the name.

"Gg-ck." responds the lightning mephit in delight. "Mrk-ph." Eyes wide, brimming with tears. "... 'Yalagch'..." it coos, "... so beautiful... I never knew... never knew there was such poetry... in this world..."

This goes on for a little while, as the two mephits delight in Yalagch's new name. Eventually calming down, and getting your orders through, the two begin feasting happily, delighting in the freedom of having a name, and toasting Usawoti (and also Inarus' sacrifice!), and generally having a blast.

Usawoti unconsciously goes to his pack and draws out his curry comb, stepping beside Mope (out of habit more than need, now that Mope live as a tattoo, instead of a Brumby) and begins to curry the stallion. Speaking to him about what he is thinking as was his habit back on the steppes. ”So Inarus’ shadow is different. I’m not sure why, but we can find out when the wakes up. I’m also concerned about why ‘The Lady’ would be so upset. I realize that I haven’t spoke to her, but we were a little sidetracked dealing with things, lately.” His hands ran down Mopes legs as he lifted first one hoof then the other checking the soft underpart for rocks. He then steps to the other side and begins currying and thinking out loud again. ”Do you think it was because we used magic provided by the coven? Was she jealous because of that?”

Realizing that Mope was now sentient and smarter than even he. ”Ok Mope, now that you can answer back, help me sort this out. We need to figure a way she can speak to us, or we ask her specific questions. I may even put the jewelry on you and make you talk to her.”

Mope seems almost disappointed when you finish, but he is happy. "Ah, been much too long, my friend." he says, wistfully. "Thank you." The spirit-horse shudders and gives a snort of pleasure.

"Anyway, onto your question - I dunno. She sounds jealous, I'd say, but I can't figure why 'zactly. I don't know if we want to put 'er on me, considerin' then we're gonna half'ta feed a bigger mouth, and I'm guessin' there ain't no stables 'round here." adds Mope. "But I'm willin' ta try." he offers.

That reminds Usawoti. He's... really hungry. Like, almost starving.

He stops currying the horse switching the curry brush out of his hand to the other and looking at the back of his hand he speaks directly to the flowered ring. ”Are you upset because we used coven magic or something else?”

There's the distinct impression of being slightly confused by your confusion, and a bit disappointed. Then, in resignation, there is a clear, intentional, firm emotional rejection (attached to a hedging of that rejection, and then, after enough space to make the separate, an intentional emotional affirmation.

It is at that moment that the shadow chooses to change in a most spectacular manner. The floating shadow of dragon suddenly gains a... sheen to itself: suddenly it is shot through with blue and gold throughout the demonic inky darkness, almost opalescent, turning the darkness into an almost comforting, inspiring presence, baring the scent of the sea.

"Whooo!" He gives a whoop of joy. "I went there and I'm back again! No more cloying nasty things sharing my soul with me. So what did I miss out on?"

"Brassy down there is sleeping...? I supposed he's free from big greenie now?"

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'I didn't expect this much...gushing Usawoti, slightly embarrassed and a little uncomfortable, eventually pries Yalagch off and pushes 'her' toward the food.

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Shrugging his shoulders, ignoring his hunger temporarily, Usawoti begins currying Mope with the opposite hand, still looking a the jewelry. "Ok, we need to figure this out. I care about my friends, and taking care of anyone in my care. I know Mope here, likes being curried, so that is what I do. I've never been one who talks a lot, and I've not done well speaking with woman. So that don't help none either. I get that your disappointed about Something but we need to figure out something other than 'twenty questions.' But lets start with that. Lets try yes and no. If you can answer yes to a question open the blossom on the ring a little. If you can't leave it the same. That will at least let me know if physical signals are possible."

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Seeing the shift in colors out of the corner of his eye, Usawoti keeps trying to watch the jewelry move, as he sees shadow-inarus look more like the sunrise over the ocean than a Necro-shadow, 'I'm glad he's awake!'

Usawoti shrugs his shoulders, still watching the flowerbud to see if it moves. "I'm glad you feel like yourself again. I was worried you were going to sleep like one of those princess that needed kissed. If it took you too long to wake up I was going to have Chandruu there pucker up and plant one on the old kisser."

Nodding toward the dragon, "I think he will be ok, he said he is from 'heaven' and he's planning on going there, I figure when he wakes up we can compare locations and see if it's on our way."

He then nods at 'The Lady' "She's upset about something, so I'm trying to figure out how to communicate with her, Woman, am I right?"

He then nods to the Mephit's "Named the lightning lady Yalagch, Inarus would know it means 'winner' in Shoanti. Just as Chandruu means dust. She's the one that found my hammer on what's left of your body. Speaking of your body, do you care if the dragon or the Mephits eat it? The Eternal Seed is still resting, But they don't itch as much."

Looking away from the jewelry for just a second and then back again. "So what can you tell me about shiny new shadow Inarus.?

Smiling at his own joke

Usawoti should still have plenty of food in his pack, eventually he will go to create food and water Not planning on eating dragon.

"Hoi!"Inarus looks affronted,"Don't you dare get Chandruu to kiss me. First he isn't a princess, and I do NOT have leanings in that direction."

"The problem is I'm not sure how stable this place is. So while he might be going to heaven, would his body be safe here? Do you think heaven is where the control room is?" He asks Usawoti.

"I'll try talk to her." Inarus reaches out telepathically to his 'The Lady'.

Telepathically to the lady

"Hey, I'm back ok? If you were worried about me - well I'm back, and I'm pretty much fine. Or are you upset that the human didn't eat the dragon?"

"They can eat my old body if they want." Inarus looks bemused at the ruined pieces of his body. 'Sometimes you wonder how something like flesh can host a soul' "Wasn't even really mine to begin with."

"Me? You know what? You can pass your hand through me!" He offers Usawoti. "You know I'm sorta like a ghosty? Which means I can pass through things, and since I'm not fettered by constraints of flesh...I can be anywhere!"

He happily teleports all over the place like a speeding bullet."And...I can take people along anywhere they want to be. Anywhere you'd like to see now?" He gives Usawoti an impish grin.

'Not lean that way, I'm not sure which way Chandruu is, he may be neither, but I'm not asking... didn't think about stability...hope he has more luck than I have... Teleport anywhere?' Hearing 'teleport anywhere' Usawoti stops thinking about everything else and looks at rainbow shadow Inarus, 'Are you saying you could load up the Mehpits and I and teleport to where Shuvuu is? would you be able to take dragon breath there with us?" nodding to the sleeping dragon.

"Id need to know where it is. Tell me about where it is, as much as you can." Inarus turns serious. "When I take people with me, I cant take that many. It's probably better I see if that place is safe before I bring more over." inarus answers.

Can I jump in where Shuuvu is, and start bringing everyone with me?

So Intake you didn't actually read the stat block I linked more than once, eh? You might want to look at the limits noted with ability...

Also, Inarus, Re: you MCvE: it works by functioning as a circle rather than a truly personal effect. At least that's how I'm ruling it...

"Or would you rather I bring Shuuvu here?We still do need to get out of this level and to the elevator passage." Inarus asks Usawoti.

"I'll need you to scry on Shuuvu and tell me exactly what you see in the surroundings, so I can teleport to him." He tells Usawoti.

Oh, as an aside: hey, you know that mental/physical connection you used to have? Still there... :D

sorry I haven't posted, Inarus please read GM Tacticslion's spoiler to Usawoti and help me out. Though I find the images interesting my anime is negligible, I've seen 'Howl's moving castle' and like three others. So interpreting the images will take longer than playing '20 questions' on a PBP...

Usawoti...you should know that READING people is NOT a thing of mine. I bet a belt of giant strengthheadband of vast intellect that you read people better then I do ;-) Nonetheless, I'll try.

Assuming the quotes are being followed by relevant emotes

"I care about my friends, and taking care of anyone in my care."

Corresponding Emote: Yeah you'd better/Duh...

"I know Mope here, likes being curried, so that is what I do."

Corresponding Emote: ??

"I've never been one who talks a lot, and I've not done well speaking with woman."

Corresponding Emote: I can see that

"So that don't help none either

Corresponding emote: Embarassment

"I get that your disappointed about Something"

Corresponding Emote: Yeah, right.

"but we need to figure out something other than 'twenty questions.'"

Corresponding Emote: What the hell?!

"But lets start with that. Lets try yes and no."

Corresponding Emote: Anger. Maybe, YOU IDIOT?!

"If you can answer yes to a question open the blossom on the ring a little. If you can't leave it the same. That will at least let me know if physical signals are possible.""

Corresponding Emote: Bah!

"Usawoti keeps trying to watch the jewelry move,"

Corresponding Emote: Dude... (something of a facepalm kind of expression)

"Usawoti shrugs his shoulders, still watching the flowerbud to see if it moves."

Corresponding Emote: I'm trying to get your attention!

""I'm glad you feel like yourself again. I was worried you were going to sleep like one of those princess that needed kissed. If it took you too long to wake up I was going to have Chandruu there pucker up and plant one on the old kisser."

Corresponding emote: Amusement

"'heaven'"

Corresponding emote: Fear. The thought of heaven is making her panic. Like it's a bad place or something.

""She's upset about something, so I'm trying to figure out how to communicate with her, Woman, am I right?"

Corresponding Emote: You're an absolute IDIOT! Or really dense.

Usawoti...you should know that READING people is NOT a thing of mine. I bet a belt of giant strengthheadband of vast intellect that you read people better then I do ;-) Nonetheless, I'll try.

That's awesome! Thanks! I may read people in RL better, but you certainly know your anime! I didn't get half that!

Eh I don't watch much Anime. Maybe a bit of Fate Stay Night, RWBY, Innuyasha, Claymore...

Telepathically to Quiet Gazer

"Sorry, I hope we aren't irritating you too much. What do you know about the place called heaven? I get the impression you think its a bad place. Do you know anything about where the controls are?"

Non telepathy

He then wakes up the brass dragon. "Sorry, buddy, what do you know about the place called heaven?"

Telepathically to Quiet Gazer

"Sorry, I hope we aren't irritating you too much. What do you know about the place called heaven? I get the impression you think its a bad place. Do you know anything about where the controls are?"

"o-of course y-you do not" the jewelry replies, shyly, "i am very sorry for causing s-so much trouble for you please just ignore me there i behave strangely s-sometimes"

Emote. (at Usawoti)

Non telepathy

He then wakes up the brass dragon. "Sorry, buddy, what do you know about the place called heaven?"

"Ę͘h͝?" it says, sleepily, "w͏a͏͝z̴͘za̵͜t̕-҉̢͘?͜͢"

The dragon lifts its head just enough to blearily notice notice a floating spirit, "s̸͡͞'̴̀p҉è̴̵r̵̨-*̵͟*͘͟*̵*͝*̷̢͡*̴'-n̢i̴͜c̴e̡͠,͡ ҉i͏-͘͏̶h̴̸e̡͡a̢r͡ ̷-̧̛͢ ͏̀͞ ̶͞͞c͏͜͠o̸͜l̵d̕͏,̵̨͢ ̕͞b̨u̵͜ţ ́͝t̷̡͘ha̡͝'͏͢s̀ ̵e̶̶͝v̸'r̡t̸͡hi͏͝n̵̨̡' f̴̀'̷҉͟r͏̛ ͘͟m̴̸̛e̡͟,̵̴͡ ̨̨o҉ka̶y ͠g̵͟'̢n͜͜͠ì-̛̀͝" and it goes back to snoring before its head even touches the ground again, briefly flashing a mouthful of teeth* upon noticing Usawoti on the way down.

* You'd have to guess what this means, as you don't think like a native dragon, Inarus.

After Usawoti has scried on Shuuvu, Inarus turns invisible (using shadow blend), then teleports over.

Before teleporting

"I'll try to get Shuuvu back here. Then I'll slowly get everyone out to the ledge of Air, Gluttony"

'I don't know what to make of this.... Usawoti very confused nods his head in agreement with Inarus, shrugging as the dragon goes back to sleep. ”Inarus, would the ‘Lady’ prefer to be back with you, I do not mean to frustrate her, I only want to accomplish our task and free those we have taken under our wing.”

He then begins to pace, ”Ok, we will need to let Shuvuu know your coming, I will need to calm Shuvuu, give me a moment.” Usawoti spends a moment reaching out to Shuvuu, let him know to stay calm and that showing him an image of Inarus now and to understand that Inarus was coming for him.

Reaching up he rests his hand of shadow-Inarus’ ghost hand and Skry’s on his familiar, letting Inarus see where Shuvuu was.

"I can't. No hands, remember?" He passes a shadowy paw through Usawoti. "There are some issues with being a ghosty."

Incorporeal. Ahahhahaha. No items, ever!

Usawoti's hand passes right through. Instead, Inarus touches the scrying vessel,

Incorporeal. Ahahhahaha. No items, ever!

ghost touched stuff

Removed this post. Several problems I don't feel like fixing. I'm tired. I've worked on making and submitting this post for four hours. I'm afraid I'm done. I'll get proper link sand rules explanations tomorrow, when, hopefully, my internet isn't acting so awful, and I can re-post this thing. Here's hoping the post submits this time...

Removed this post. Several problems I don't feel like fixing. I'm tired. I've worked on making and submitting this post for four hours. I'm afraid I'm done. I'll get proper link sand rules explanations tomorrow, when, hopefully, my internet isn't acting so awful, and I can re-post this thing. Here's hoping the post submits this time...

It's Cool!

'I don't know what to make of this....

Emote.

”Inarus, would the ‘Lady’ prefer to be back with you,

ee-ee-eeeemmmoooote?! EMOTE!!

I do not mean to frustrate her,

Emote?

eeeeemmmmoo--

I only want to accomplish our task and free those we have taken under our wing.”

... e- emote.

He then begins to pace, ”Ok, we will need to let Shuvuu know your coming, I will need to calm Shuvuu, give me a moment.” Usawoti spends a moment reaching out to Shuvuu, let him know to stay calm and that showing him an image of Inarus now and to understand that Inarus was coming for him.

Reaching up he rests his hand of shadow-Inarus’ ghost hand and Skry’s on his familiar, letting Inarus see where Shuvuu was.

Usawoti reaches out through his bond to his companion, visualizing the area, centering himself, and putting the whole of his concentration there.

He is immediately hit in the face with a hammer.* Or, perhaps, it is better said, that he is slammed with powerful lightning.

* polite cough

fort: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
fort: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28 opps forgot the rflex save
reflex: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29 should have made it the first one, oh well.

'It will good to see Shuvuu ag... what the hecK? "AAaaagggghhhhh" Usawoti screams the entire time he is blasted the sixty foot down the hallway. Staggering to his feet he instantly reaches out to Shuvuu though the link to see if he is ok.

Stumbling down the hallway, Usawoti, still smoking from the attack, staggers up to the shadow of the one formerly known as dragon-Inarus and asks. "Did you feel that? Someone definitely doesn't want us scrying on them."

Nodding down the hallway, "Were going to have to do this the old fashion way." 'Unless' "Unless you can teleport us back to the platform where we found the lady."

He nods to the Mephits, "You can put them in the bag of holding along with as much meat as they can carry. Then come back after me."

Looking at the 'Brass' Dragon. "What about him?"

with the reflex save I count 47 points of damage.

"Yes, I can see that." Inarus answers in a deadpan voice. "Can you determine which direction Shuuvu is from here?" He asks Usawoti.

"I won't leave him behind either, I don't think this level is stable."Inarus answers.

Inarus tests it on himself first, teleporting himself to the area where he found the lady.

If it is safe

Then he teleports back, and does a credible imitation of a magic schoolbus, bringing everyone along with him.