Shohiraj waits a moment for Rataji to counter Zey's magics and leaps the pressure plate, moving ever-closer to the wizard.
Joliryn spends a moment giving herself the gift of invisibility.
Gazwyr charges the wizard in-flight and attempts to bite him...
...leaving a vicious bite-mark on his arm.
Something wasn't quite right about your attack... you're beginning to think this Aram Zey is an illusion.
Marnarius creates a pathway for the party to safely traverse the pressure plate.
322's spectral hand touches Zey, leaving him in a state of paralysis.
Something wasn't quite right about your attack... you're beginning to think this Aram Zey is an illusion.
Aram Zey assesses the oncoming onslaught.
"Rataji, after all of your education and studies, you make the fool decision to come here? Let us make the mentality match the action performed."
Aram Zey concentrates on his spell and casts it toward Rataji.
"Gls-ghtbaxyp frr?"
Sho moves around to flank Zey with her sap
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322 shouts something, but it is not in a commonly spoken language. Strangely though, she turns her back on Zey and begins scanning around, high and low and no longer paying attention to the wizard before her.
She stops, casts a spell and looks around, starting by looking overhead above Zey and the others.
Assuming that Zey is invisible, 322 listens to see if she knows where the real spellcasting is coming from. DC should be pretty low actually +20-20 to know something is there, +40-20
Detect Magic toward said spellcasting if she hears any. If she doesn't hear anything, point the cone up and to the east so as to not include her allies but get a bunch of the space overhead.
Joliryn quickly moves 40 ft. straight in towards Aram Zey.
Shohiraj waits a moment for Rataji to counter Zey's magics and leaps the pressure plate, moving ever-closer to the wizard.
Joliryn spends a moment giving herself the gift of invisibility.
Gazwyr charges the wizard in-flight and attempts to bite him...
...leaving a vicious bite-mark on his arm.Marnarius creates a pathway for the party to safely traverse the pressure plate.
322's spectral hand touches Zey, leaving him in a state of paralysis.
Aram Zey assesses the oncoming onslaught.
"Rataji, after all of your education and studies, you make the fool decision to come here? Let us make the mentality match the action performed."
Aram Zey concentrates on his spell and casts it toward Rataji.
"Gls-ghtbaxyp frr?"Sho moves around to flank Zey with her sapJoliryn quickly moves 40 ft. straight in towards Aram Zey.322 shouts something, but it is not in a commonly spoken language. Strangely though, she turns her back on Zey and begins scanning around, high and low and no longer paying attention to the wizard before her.
She stops, casts a spell and looks around, starting by looking overhead above Zey and the others.
After 322 moves past Marnarius as he barely had enough time to drop the newly assembled plank into position so that the Forlorn Elf could safely enter the library, the grizzled old cuss half-expected the crazy Forlorn to utilize that special lantern of hers. Instead, 322's act of casting a ghostly hand which claws in turn at Zey leaves Marnarius standing momentarily slack-jawed. Just what is that damn crazy forlorn doing!?
Luckily, the Dragon seems to have reached that accursed Paaathfinder wizard Zey earlier by flying over to him and judging by it's own vicious bites to Zey, Marnarius reckons that Zey won't be lasting too much longer.
Unfortunately, events would prove the grizzled mean cuss wrong as Zey nonchalantly does some sort of magical whammy upon the Leader, causing Rataji to babble nonsensically. That can't be right! Even a Wizard like Zey should've had to dodge around the likes of Gazwyr... why didn't that blasted overgrown green-lizard try to bite Zey again while he was doing all that magicking? Something's gotta be up to no-good!.
Staring at the now babbling Rataji, Marnarius briefly considers taking out the folding ladder but decides against it. "You'd be better off staying back over here if'n that waggling of Zey's got you real good there.", the grizzled old cuss says to the Leader in as clear and enunciated a voice as Marnarius could manage. Hopefully, our Leader can still understand that much but if'n he can't- then we're in a whole heap of trouble!.
Turning back in the direction of the much hated Zey to witness Shohiraj trying to sap the Paaathfinder wizard, Marnarius barely hears the unseen footsteps of the Halfling Artist crossing into the library.
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Guessin' that's everyone accounted for excepting for our now-crippled Leader and me. Better get me on inside there too...
Marnarius gingerly crosses upon the plank and takes care to not step foot upon any part of the carpet on the ground. Eventually the grizzled old cuss is directly west of where invisible Joliryn would be if she could be seen, which she can't since she's all invisible now.
Now where can I get me a clear shot at that damned Paaathfinder wizard? Ain't much of one where I'm at now.... Marnarius' gaze falls upon the encased enclosure of the glowing Sky-Key Armillary. On second thought, if'n I could just grab me that there glowy thing.... Quickly drawing out his wooden club, Marnarius throws it at the glass case holding the Sky Key.
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I knew that blasted, crazy Forlorn ain't right in her head; that damned lantern of her's probably some sort of fake too!
Rataji, seemingly stricken dumb, stands slack-jawed at the room's threshold.
Shohiraj moves in behind Gazwyr and attempts to sap Aram, but his magical wards seem to make her sap veer once it closed to within six inches.
Joliryn closes in on Aram Zey.
Gazwyr turns his attention from Zey. "He's not here! This is a fake!" Gazwyr takes flight. [b]"He's... he's... he's... there's something on the balcony above the gruff-man!"
Gazwyr flies back toward the entrance and snaps at seemingly thin-air...
...clamping down on nothing.
Marnarius hears the news, moves across the plank into the room , and heaves a club into the glass case.
The glass shatters with a spectacular crash, leaving the Sky Key exposed. A visible ripple rushes across the room, leaving the various timepieces and clocks in a state of disarray, either slowing to a standstill or clicking like a metronome.
322 turns her attention from Aram Zey and seems to stare off into the distance.
Aram Zey seems to stand still, ignoring the presence of Shohiraj.
...but you're not quite able to identify it.
Rataji stays outside the library, his former brilliance now absent. "Tghemqiutzxonj-aah..."
Shohiraj listens to Gazwyr in disbelief. Seems real enough
Still, she has no reason to doubt the dragon, so she rushes up the balcony.
Rataji, seemingly stricken dumb, stands slack-jawed at the room's threshold.
Shohiraj moves in behind Gazwyr and attempts to sap Aram, but his magical wards seem to make her sap veer once it closed to within six inches.
Joliryn closes in on Aram Zey.
Gazwyr turns his attention from Zey. "He's not here! This is a fake!" Gazwyr takes flight. [b]"He's... he's... he's... there's something on the balcony above the gruff-man!"
Gazwyr flies back toward the entrance and snaps at seemingly thin-air...
...clamping down on nothing.Marnarius hears the news, moves across the plank into the room , and heaves a club into the glass case.
The glass shatters with a spectacular crash, leaving the Sky Key exposed. A visible ripple rushes across the room, leaving the various timepieces and clocks in a state of disarray, either slowing to a standstill or clicking like a metronome.
322 turns her attention from Aram Zey and seems to stare off into the distance.
Aram Zey seems to stand still, ignoring the presence of Shohiraj.
Rataji stays outside the library, his former brilliance now absent. "Tghemqiutzxonj-aah..."Shohiraj listens to Gazwyr in disbelief.
Still, she has no reason to doubt the dragon, so she rushes up the balcony.
Not really bothered by the effects of the time shudder either way, 322 continues her focus on the magic auras and spellcasting coming from above in the hopes she can pinpoint their target.
Hearing from Gazwyr about the viewable Zey not being the real one, Marnarius enters the library to ostensibly help in locating where Zey might be hidden at. Seeing that the dragon has already made a beeline towards some other area that could plausibly hold Zey and spying the Sky Key sitting in the case seemingly unprotected, the grizzled old cuss decides to toss his club at the case. When the glass shattered and all the weird magical effects start to happen, Marnarius then decides against going over to grab that Key on Rataji's behalf. Damn it all and be hanged! If'n our Leader really wants that blasted key, he can go over and get it himself! Ain't no way I'm touching that thing without a blacksmith's tong!
Leaving his discarded club to lay where it currently rests amidst all of the shattered glass shards upon the floor nearest to the pedestal, Marnarius instead opts to pull out the folding ladder from his backpack and begins to hastily assemble it . Knew I should of set up that damned ladder in the first place!
Upon hearing more gibberish coming from the doorway, Marnarius belts out with, "I ain't going to touch that damned crazy contraption- get someone else to do that!", only a bit more expletive-filled.
Glancing over at where Rataji is and then over to where 322 is standing stock still at, Marnarius chokes down another round of choice expletives under his breath. No wonder that forlorn stopped ghost-pawing that fake Zey. Whatever she's got planning, it better be worth it!
Rataji remains in the hall, a bestial fear in his eyes.
Shohiraj rushes up the steps nearest her, closing in on where the dragon's supposed target.
Joliryn rushes to her nearest stairwell.
Gazwyr approaches the invisible assailant and unleashes a visceral assault...
...scoring an ineffectual claw-strike and little else.
"Ach! It's like scratching a rock!" Gazwyr exclaims.
Marnarius begins to construct his ladder. 322 continues to detect magic.
Three gouts of fire come from seemingly nowhere, aimed at Gazwyr the dragon...
...bathing him twice with flame.
"AUGH... He's... he's moved! I think he's flying! Littleone! Behind you and up!"
Jorilyn marks where the hours of flame came from and casts glitterdust on the area before beating a hasty retreat.
Jorilyn marks where the hours of flame came from and casts glitterdust on the area before beating a hasty retreat.
[retcon]
"AUGH... He's... he's moved! I think he's flying! He's between me and the fake Zey, ten feet up!"
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Rataji remains in the hall, a bestial fear in his eyes.
Shohiraj rushes up the steps nearest her, closing in on where the dragon's supposed target.
Joliryn rushes to her nearest stairwell.
Gazwyr approaches the invisible assailant and unleashes a visceral assault...
...scoring an ineffectual claw-strike and little else."Ach! It's like scratching a rock!" Gazwyr exclaims.
Marnarius begins to construct his ladder. 322 continues to detect magic.
Three gouts of fire come from seemingly nowhere, aimed at Gazwyr the dragon...
...bathing him twice with flame.
Behind you and up!"[/ooc]"AUGH... He's... he's moved! I think he's flying! He's between me and the fake Zey, ten feet up!"
Jorilyn marks where the hours of flame came from and casts glitterdust on the area before beating a hasty retreat.He's going to have a hard time articulating exactly where he thinks the assailant is... it looks like he's pointing at the image, but higher
Upon the dragon's warning of Zey staying near to his illusory twin, Marnarius finds himself standing with the now fully completed folding ladder in hand; the grizzled mean cuss starts to feel kind of stupid just standing there holding up the ladder all by his lonesome as it stands propped up with the upper portion raised in midair at full height and extension.
;)
Upon the dragon's warning of Zey staying near to his illusory twin, Marnarius finds himself standing with the now fully completed folding ladder in hand; the grizzled mean cuss starts to feel kind of stupid just standing there holding up the ladder all by his lonesome as it stands propped up with the upper portion raised in midair at full height and extension.
"efpolict-remegogfrl.".
322 continues to concentrate on the zone indicated by the dragon. She hopes that she can pinpoint the invisible man through his auras enough to target him with... something, or at least to help the others.
Seeing that there is little he could do in dealing with an invisible, flying Zey, Marnarius catches one more round of babbling from where Rataji is at. Tarnations! Half the folk here are babbling off a whole bunch of nonsense- Zey's doing that on purpose though, that no-good Paaathfinder scum!. Heaving an inward sigh, the grizzled old cuss decides upon a different set of response. I reckon that our Leader won't stop a-sqwaking 'til he's got that blasted Sky-Key in his hands...
Marnarius purposefully moves towards the pedestal where the Sky Key is resting on, with ladder in hand and kicking down the brass poles and dividers in his way as he does so. .
Marnarius, wary of touching something like the Sky-Key, makes a Perception check to see if it is trapped... .
Marnarius will then use the ladder in his hand to place one leg of the ladder thru the armillary frame in order to catch it on that ladder leg and hoist it up, if possible.
Shohiraj grabs her crossbow and tries to find the location of Zey, but can't seem to get a bearing on him.
Rataji, through his babbling, drive the point home that the real mission might be less dangerous than the current action.
Shohiraj scans the area, narrowing the assailant down to north-east of her.
Joliryn also scans the area, confident that he is close, airborne, and to the north, but not much beyond that.
Gazwyr licks his wounds and charges the assailant...
...but fails to land the blow.
"He's here! Right in front of me! Here!"
Joliryn uses the information to airburst a glitterdust spell in the area...
...coating the assailant in shimmering matter.
With a visible target, Shohiraj fires a shot...
...though the shot seems to veer as it approaches.
Marnarius, improvising with the ladder he just constructed and seeing no discernible traps protecting it, laced a leg within one of the rings of the Sky Key. The rings catch during their slow rotation, attempting to resist the wooden obstruction but failing to do so.
322, no longer needing to detect magic, sees the target and the fair amount of damage Gazwyr has suffered. Using her spectral hand, she delivers Gazwyr a healing touch...
The shimmering figure floats away from Gazwyr.
"If you think I would let Aspis trash abscond with our property...!"
The figure casts a spell. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning cracks and issues from his hands, striking Marnarius and arcing to hit many of his companions.
"I'll ensure you receive a proper burial back in the Tapestry."
With his rod, he casts another spell upon himself.
Shohiraj reloads and takes better aim
Rataji, through his babbling, drive the point home that the real mission might be less dangerous than the current action.
Shohiraj grabs her crossbow and tries to find the location of Zey, but can't seem to get a bearing on him.Shohiraj scans the area, narrowing the assailant down to north-east of her.
Joliryn also scans the area, confident that he is close, airborne, and to the north, but not much beyond that.
Gazwyr licks his wounds and charges the assailant...
...but fails to land the blow."He's here! Right in front of me! Here!"
Joliryn uses the information to airburst a glitterdust spell in the area...
...coating the assailant in shimmering matter.With a visible target, Shohiraj fires a shot...
...though the shot seems to veer as it approaches.Marnarius, improvising with the ladder he just constructed and seeing no discernible traps protecting it, laced a leg within one of the rings of the Sky Key. The rings catch during their slow rotation, attempting to resist the wooden obstruction but failing to do so.
322, no longer needing to detect magic, sees the target and the fair amount of damage Gazwyr has suffered. Using her spectral hand, she delivers Gazwyr a healing touch...
The shimmering figure floats away from Gazwyr.
"If you think I would let Aspis trash abscond with our property...!"
The figure casts a spell. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning cracks and issues from his hands, striking Marnarius and arcing to hit many of his companions.
"I'll ensure you receive a proper burial back in the Tapestry."
With his rod, he casts another spell upon himself.
Shohiraj reloads and takes better aim
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Letting out another string of colorful cursing, Marnarius, still smoking from the sudden electrical strike, manages to keep a deathly strong grip upon the ladder with the Sky-Key suspended on one end of it.
The grizzled mean cuss moves back towards the entrance with two steps forward and one step diagonally as he seeks to avoid the Rug area on the ground.
Rataji, in his mentally limited condition, senses that a friend of his is in danger, but becomes too occupied by the marvel of door hinges. "Blo...h."
Taking the full brunt of the attack, Joliryn starts to think that taking on the wizard wasn't such a hot idea. Turning her attention to the sky key, she begins casting a spell as she yells to Manarius "Here, catch!".
The halfling finishes casting Mage Hand and launches the sky key into the fighter's waiting arms.
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Finally
As one used to pain, 322 takes the shock of the lightning in stride and, with their hated enemy finally visible, she grows wings of inky blackness and inches forward, away from the others to avoid another clustered attack.
She watches for his next move, hoping to catch him in the moment of concentration. The moment he moves (mouth, hands or body), she will focus the void upon him to steal his breath and injure him with the pressure of emptiness.
Rataji turns a small dribble of drool into a bubble.
Gazwyr, no longer hasted and reeling from a jolt of lightning, paddles through the air to meet his foe and attacks him...
...though as his claw scratches the glittered creature, a strange force overwhelms him...
...which he pushes through, continuing to attack with increased resolve...
...catching him with an additional claw.
Joliryn casts mage hand, hoping to help transfer possession of the Sky Key into Marnarius' direct possession, though quickly realizes the Sky Key is, in fact, quite magical.
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Shohiraj takes aim, grazing the creature with a satisfying argh.
Marnarius trudges his way back to the entrance, Sky Key still in tow.
322 prepares to shut down the caster.
The glittered assailant begins to cast defensively, causing 322 to act...
...and the assailant lose his spell.
"Despicable dreamweaver!"
The assailant moves toward Marnarius, provoking from Gazwyr...
...to little actual effect. The assailant hovers five feet above and to the North of Marnarius.
"Sweet dreams, you wretch. As for you..."
With his rod, another spell works itself from his hands: five waves of force aimed directly at the Experiment...
...making her reel.
As the glittered assailant approaches you, you begin to feel warm. You smell baked apples. You hear the cool wind and the sound of the night surrounding you. Your eyes become heavy as you slip into a quick slumber.
Rataji, with a newly made drool bubble on his mouth, continues to marvel the fascinating door hinges.
Rataji, in his mentally limited condition, senses that a friend of his is in danger, but becomes too occupied by the marvel of door hinges. "Blo...h."
Rataji turns a small dribble of drool into a bubble.
Gazwyr, no longer hasted and reeling from a jolt of lightning, paddles through the air to meet his foe and attacks him...
...though as his claw scratches the glittered creature, a strange force overwhelms him...
...which he pushes through, continuing to attack with increased resolve...
...catching him with an additional claw.
Taking the full brunt of the attack, Joliryn starts to think that taking on the wizard wasn't such a hot idea. Turning her attention to the sky key, she begins casting a spell as she yells to Manarius "Here, catch!".
The halfling finishes casting Mage Hand and launches the sky key into the fighter's waiting arms.Joliryn casts mage hand, hoping to help transfer possession of the Sky Key into Marnarius' direct possession, though quickly realizes the Sky Key is, in fact, quite magical.
Shohiraj takes aim, grazing the creature with a satisfying argh.
Marnarius trudges his way back to the entrance, Sky Key still in tow.
Finally
As one used to pain, 322 takes the shock of the lightning in stride and, with their hated enemy finally visible, she grows wings of inky blackness and inches forward, away from the others to avoid another clustered attack.
She watches for his next move, hoping to catch him in the moment of concentration. The moment he moves (mouth, hands or body), she will focus the void upon him to steal his breath and injure him with the pressure of emptiness.
322 prepares to shut down the caster.
The glittered assailant begins to cast defensively, causing 322 to act...
...and the assailant lose his spell."Despicable dreamweaver!"
The assailant moves toward Marnarius, provoking from Gazwyr...
...to little actual effect. The assailant hovers five feet above and to the North of Marnarius."Sweet dreams, you wretch. As for you..."
With his rod, another spell works itself from his hands: five waves of force aimed directly at the Experiment...
...making her reel.Marnarius Will: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
As the glittered assailant approaches you, you begin to feel warm. You smell baked apples. You hear the cool wind and the sound of the night surrounding you. Your eyes become heavy as you slip into a quick slumber. The assailant has a spell effect which requires a will save any time you begin your turn or end your movement within a certain range. You will be asleep at the beginning of your turn.
Rataji, with a newly made drool bubble on his mouth, continues to marvel the fascinating door hinges.
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. The grizzled old cuss is still sleeping things off...ZzzzZ.
Shohiraj hesitates for a moment, decides to jump off the balcony, then lights a smokestick to engulf herself in a cloud of smoke.
Rataji contemplates doors.
Gazwyr charges the glittered assailant...
...finally tasting blood, though only after significant effort.
Joliryn moves closer to the assailant and casts a spell, firing off two rays of fire out of desperation...
... landing two decisive hits!
Shohiraj jumps to the ground, igniting a smokestick to give herself some cover.
Marnarius slumps asleep.
322 channels the energies of the dark tapestry, sealing her wounds and repairing the harm the electricity had caused.
The assailant fiddles with something on his ring finger...
...and breaths a sigh of relief.
"A cunning disguise, Shohiraj. Such talent wasted on murderers and confidence artists, though? Perhaps we'll let you live, if but to let you see the error of your ways."
The assailant moves in toward the cloud of smoke. Gazwyr takes a nibble as he leaves...
...though not able to break the skin.
Growling in frustration as the arrogant shade of glitter rambles on, Joliryn draws her kukri and attacks. Drawing on her magical reservoir , she channels a powerful spell through her blade as she slices the wizard, screaming "Just shut up and die already!"