Assuming there is something left after Dreyyn's onslaught Elise charges the elemental!
Round 5
Alþórel sets up a flank for Dreyyn then Dreyyn leaps over the creature to a flanking position as Elise comes in, they both score strong hits on the creature though it does not go down.
Nethan attempts to harness the ambient energy in the room but only manages to splash what he assumes is paint on the pillar nearby.
Amelia chases the spider trying to avoid the webs that she knows will be there.
As she though there was some webs, she jumps over them before long she realises she is not falling down. She got caught on one a little above her. She curses her disregard.
The spider comes down and begins wrapping her quite swiftly.
The last elemental attacks wildly trying to take out his aggressors.
Though his attacks are in vain.
Dreyyn assaults the elemental before him.
Elise too slashes at the elemental between her and Dreyyn aiming to finish it off quickly!
Once again Al assaults the elemental, determined to free Dreyyn to free Amelia.
Seeing that Amelia cleared, Nethan casts Bull Strength, "DASTUDR DAVOFRHYVOS!" on himself and moves towards Amelia.
Round 6
Elise and Dreyyn with some aid from Alþórel quickly dispatch the last elemental creature before Dreyyn bounds off to help Amelia. Amelia in the meantime breaks free of her bonds before darting back the way she came for more support. Nethan runs behind as up as well while enhancing his own muscles ready for more fighting.
The spider does not come out of its hiding place opting to go stay behind the pillar.
Dreyyn takes a tiny few steps up (at least, a tiny amount of movement for him), and blasts sand at the spider!
ROUND 7
Hoping to knock the spider out of hiding and at least destroy the web holding it in place or surrounding it, Nethan points his finger at any of the the spider that is visible, "GARMTH IXEN!" and launches a standard fireball at the spider.
Al winds his way round and round the space.
Elise too does her best to quickly head over to the side with the spider!
Round 7
Dreyyn moves up and blasts some sand to bring down the webbing, as Nethan creeps round the corner and lances a fireball at the creature. Burning it, Nethan can hear the creature writhing around. Amelia moves up and steels herself with galvanizing purple colour magic as the fireball goes over her head. She then sees the creature trying to set up some more web as it's defenses have been blasted form both sides. It clambers a little further up the pillar while doing so.
Elise moves up closer trying to join up with the rest of the group
Round over
Back to the top!
Al continued to circle around, planning to give Elise a lift with the climb to the spider.
Dreyyn will use the temporary yellow point generated by his sand blast to pull the sand scattered on the ground to coalesce around him, bolstering his defenses.
ROUND 8
Nethan seeing the spider writhe in pain was a good sign for him and the party, he moves up to almost as far as he can go to his current position.
He then launches his final barrage of non-mythical magic missiles, "NIL'GNOS ARCANISS!"
Noticing that the cawing bird-thingy in the sky seem to beckon to her Elise jumps into the air towards it!
After the sand blast hit the spider on Dreyyn's previous cast opening up the creature to more attack. A blast of stars from Amelia and a final magic missile brings the creature off the wall as it writes around in its Death Throes.
The tower lies still as the slow hum of magic continues from above.
Alþórel feels a twinge of something pulling at his heart as he thinks about the fire elementals they just fought. Something is near.. that is giving him a sense of dread.
Al agonises over his decision - cancel the spell and become helpless, or stay shapechanged an unable to talk? While he ponders he searches for clues.
Nethan brushes off any blood or whatever, and asks, "Anyone need healing? Also, I hope we find a place to rest before taking on anything in the tower unless I and/or Al find some way to have untethered access to all of colour magic?"
Squawking in irritation, Al touches down on the ledge and flashes back to human form. He stumbles, nearly falling, but catches himself.
"Something about those elementals..." he pants "Reminds me of something from millennia ago. Great danger is near."
"I could use something for the bruises. And other strangeness ..." Elise replies to Nethan, holding out her hands for healing. With a worried look at their elder magican she bites her lip and nods. "Would be unwise to wander into it exhausted. But also to give it - whatever it is - more time to prepare. Hmhm. But a brief respite at least!"
The corpses are a pile of ash though they shimmer with various colours, the one that Nethan extracted yellow from is lacking that colour from the ashes. The area is lacking from monsters and there is only one way down. The way outside can be viewed from here, so as long as there is a watch the group does not think anyone can get past them. So long as whatever is on the top of the tower does not teleport away.
Nethan nods his head in agreement to taking first watch, "Don't get too cozy during my watch. We all know we are not in the safest of areas, and I am out of power." As he is talking, he walks over to Elise and uses the Wand of Valor on her until she is healed.
Then he turns the wand on himself to heal up his wounds;
Nethan looks to the others, "Anyone else? We have 25 charges remaining due to the deaths of the Spider, Fire Elementals, our previous foes, and after our recent healing."
"I've a small cut, if we have magic to spare."
"Before we rest, lets cut down the poor trapped souls. It would also be worth a few minutes to study the ashes of these creatures in more detail. Nethan - care to join me?" Al offers.
At 3rd tier, you are restored to full hit points after 8 hours of rest so long as you aren’t dead. In addition, by expending one use of mythic power and resting for 1 hour, you regain a number of hit points equal to half your full hit points (up to a maximum of your full hit points) and regain the use of any class features that are limited to a certain number of uses per day (such as barbarian rage, bardic performance, spells per day, and so on). This rest is treated as 8 hours of sleep for such abilities. This rest doesn’t refresh uses of mythic power or any mythic abilities that are limited to a number of times per day.
Nethan nods his head, "Sure thing Uncle, I will join you the research of the remains."
Alþórel takes down the bodies with Nethan's help and lies them in a burial pile.
Alþórel also takes some time to examine the ashes of the fire elementals. After some rumination and discussion with Nethan his theories are found to be correct. Someone is using colour magic elementals. However, by the manner that they work Alþórel doubts it is someone well versed in the magic. He himself having grown adept at it notices that the spell components used were that of the pure colour he has seen before. This was used as a spark to flare up the elemental. The advantage to this is that since colour magic works by a bank of energy similar to Golarion spells, using pure magic one would not have to expend their own uses of spells to enact this summoning. Saving magic and time for another time or fight. Potentially very dangerous if brought back to Golarion and used by higher wizards.
They don't spot anything of note on the bodies or the spider.
Nethan and Alþórel take the first and last watches to be able to more easily replenish their spells. The twins each take a watch with the mages.
Nethan watches as the world does not change around him. As night usually moves on he sees the clouds or the stars light up the night sky. Here however, the myriad of colours continue to shift across the sky of bountiful hues. The first shift passes without any problems.
Elise finds herself awoken for the next shift. She is greeted by a red sky, be in her sense honing in on the colour or her relative weariness she basks in the light. She does not here much wind around the area though continues to hear the pulse of the assumed magic above her. A crackle of lightning goes by every so often. After her shift ends she pokes awake Dreyyn.
Arising Dreyyn walks out to his watch as he can hear the sound of yellow crunching at his feet. The web of the spider they just fought start to fall away from the column where the mages had taken down the bodies. Over the course of his shift he can hear something moving about on the floor above them. However whatever it is does not come down to investigate.
Amelia takes the next shift and Dreyyn notifies her about the sound. She keeps an ear out and surveys the area. She can hear the sounds of crystals in her mind. A clattering as the jagged rocks hit something. She does not spot if she is imagining the sound or if it is something nearby. She notices further up on the staircase to the next level something has been set to spring if they go up unawares. In the commotion of the fight she does not know if it was there before.
Alþórel takes the last shift, Amelia prods him awake and he is sweating bullets. A dream, of a time and place Alþórel can scarcely remember. Memories he should not forget, or should not remember he can't quite pin it down. His heart beat slows as he takes the watch. He pictures the whiteness of marbled stone and his heart hardeneds so he stays vigilant. As the last tens of minutes pass the world becomes a little whiter to him. Though it does not impair his senses. Finally he wakes the others as he makes to prepare his spells.
The group then readies for a new day, one frought with likely as much peril as the last.