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The nameless elf sees the Leader unconscious on the ground and goes over to check on him. She calls upon the power of the Tapestry to bind his wounds - it is a horrible sight when the tiny white maggots swarm out of the wounds, and yet somehow Rataji actually looks healthier...
322 checks on her companions, offering to heal any who need it. She then joins the group at the Sky Key, and casts dispel magic to help remove any nasty surprises...
322 has a strange little lantern in her hand for when Aram Zey finally dies...
Now that she can see her target, 322 knows where to direct her next spell...she gestures and speaks the words of power, dispelling Aram Zey's magical duplicates!
322 causes a fine, shimmering black dust to cover herself, becoming even harder to see! She then manifests a set of translucent, inky wings and flies into the room and up to the balcony, landing softly and looking for a target. Seeing nothing, she causes a magical field to appear around her, glowing with a chaotic blast of multicolored hues.
She then fishes a strange lantern out of her pack and holds it at the ready...
322, hidden in the shadows during all of this, remains there as the horde emerges from the tapestry. What had she done? Her link to the tapestry was amazing and dreadful...yet no matter how she tried to escape its pull she was always drawn back.
The nameless one will stay in the hallway, watching their backs. It seems the two pathfinders were pretty much taken care of...
322 stays in the shadows outside the room, muttering an arcane phrase and pointing at Loshari.
Still cloaked in shadow, the experiment moves around the bookcase to flank the lizard. She lays her hand on it and channels negative energy from the void of the Tapestry again, sucking its life away.
322 taps into the unthinkable void between the stars to cause one of the lizards to become confused for 7 rounds.
322 will move away from the dead chameleon and along the wall towards the lizards. As she moves she blends with the shadows, trying to remain hidden. Once in position, she casts detect magic and concentrates on the living lizard statues...
Silently, the experiment moves around the bookcase to lay her hand on the closest chameleon, channeling negative energy from the void of the Tapestry into it and sucking life away.
Still surrounded by the shadows, the nameless one moves stealthily into the room.
The nameless one follows the group, waiting for the opportune time to trigger her distraction.
Got a light?:
Does 322 have the lantern the Professor mentioned? The one that will suck Aram Zey's soul into it? I kinda need that to accomplish my next task... thanks! 322 and her two companions find two bitter Pathfinders on guard duty, one berating the other about her actions and lack of judgement, the other sullenly walking along with her fists clenched in silent suffering. Seeing them, 322 devises a quick plan to draw Aram Zey to their location and cause a little chaos while she's at it. Hiding in the shadows of a nearby group of trees, she begins an incantation and directs her spell at the female. She then sits back and watches...
on her way out, the dark elf mentions that she had another potential distraction planned...but didn't elaborate. "Rataji, if you are looking for something useful to do, help me find out where Aram Zey is tonight."
GM: Yes, that will be my next phase action - hunting for Aram Zey and perhaps killing him. But gathering info for sure. So here's a roll:
"I must find Zey. I will wander where none else have yet." she announces while idly looking through her backpack. "Has anyone seen my lantern?"
"I think we have the keys already. This good for us, yes? Have any of you heard about or know where I can locate a man named Aram Zey?" she asks the group when they are all together again.
Urmm...: Once the hexagonal pad was attached, 322 leaps gracefully off the statue's shoulder, and manifests a set of translucent, inky wings. She flies lazily around the small crowd once, then twice, and finally lands gracefully and takes a bow. "Nice story, by the way." she says to the halfling. "I have seen an efreeti, but never a marid. Walk with me and tell me more about how these creatures were distracted...it must have been some outlandish feat!"
Nothing to see here, citizen...: 322 frowns at the person who seemed to notice her up on the statue. She concentrates, and taps into the unthinkable void between the stars to cause that person to become confused for the next minute...She will repeat this on anyone else who may notice her as she finishes attaching the device to the statue and climbs down.
GM: OK - here goes!
Can I keep the stealth roll earlier (a 24?)If not: Hah!!
GM: Setting off from their hiding place, the elf seems to draw the shadows around her like a cloak. As she approaches the statue of Gest, 322 attempts to affix a glassy, hexagonal pad to it.
'A 20' statue of their hero coming to life and attacking the crowd should cause quite the diversion when we need it most...The Professor would like to see that.' she thinks to herself.
In the corner, sitting quietly in the shadows, is an elf girl. But that description is not accurate - she was not sitting in the shadows...no, it is perhaps better to say she was sitting with the shadows. Her soft voice, barely louder than a dream, somehow manages to be heard across the room. "The Professor directed me to aid you in this mission. That is all I need to know." |