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Aurora turns to Lym with a puzzled look on her face What is this 'non-fire' of which you speak?... She grins and continues It's ok, I'm sure i've got a crossbow at the bottom of my bag somewhere... After a small chuckle the gnome draws a rod from her sleeve and winks at the half-orc.
The air still shimmers as fire dances across Aurora's hair and clothing, heat continues to roll from her. As she surveys the results of her magic, slowly the flames burning in her eyes subside and she drifts down to the floor slowly even as Tomaru's healing energy washes over her, the burns on her skin wavering and disappearing as if they were never there. I am glad everyone is ok she says quietly, before moving to one side and wrapping her arms around herself. After a moment she looks up again and seems to have regained her composure, the twinkle in her eyes is back. Yes Tomaru, despite my preoccupation with burning our assailants in to ash I do believe I heard Master Thordak admonishing what was left of them. She lifts a hand and places it gently on Thordak's cheek. I am glad you are well and approve of my treatment of our foes she smiles and turns to walk away before halting and casting a thoughtful glance back at Thordak It's been a long time since anyone called me 'girl'... she fixes him with an appraising stare ...it's not an unwelcome moniker She moves over to talk with Lym. So are we sure this is all real? she asks with genuine concern I am not overly familiar with enchantment and illusion, and do so fret about such things...
"We don't need better gear!" said no soldier ever... :p Yes she's simmering prety badly but as the threat has ended and no-one appears to have died she'll be able to keep a lid on it, this time anyway ;) Thank the gods the casters didn't have any fire resist themselves!
As the fire explodes and burns throughout the party, Aurora watches the flesh of her friends blacken, their cries of pain anguish to her. Her burning blood sang with the energy of the flames, protecting her from the worst of it as her leathery wings unfurled, smouldering as they cracked the air and sent her skywards. Hovering over her companions protectively, her hair flickers with heat, eyes burning as heat haze pulses from her. She fixes the smiling wizards with a glare... Not today... and then the fire is blazing from her to them in a line of flickering death, twin balls of flame dancing as they cross the gap and detonate amongst the enemy casters...
Aurora limits herself to glancing skywards and grinning at Lym and Thordak. Are we still following the sinister path Mistress Blackhand? the gnome points left.
Aurora moves over to the corridor and glances around, looking for anything amiss or out of place, hidden doors or similar.
Not sure if anyone else is stil being affected but I'm still getting random log outs and have lost posts that I had previously checked had been added >.< Trying to catch up again now etc :s
Continuing to let the fire flow through her, Aurora keeps up the twin streams of burning magic.
spells used: burning arc x2
Swiftly realising what has happened, Aurora summons twin whips of fire that lash out either side of Thordak at the duplicitous doubles...
spells used: burning arc x1
Lym can have any and all scrolls, Aurora isn't a fan of having to do paperwork to cast spells ;p
Aurora seems quiet as the group makes its way through the corridor, her skin itching at the touch of the illusion magic. As much as her heritage favored enchantment, her blood sang with magic at the other end of the scale. Gritting her teeth she keeps herself mindful of her surroundings.
Aurora eyes the glowing portal with a mix of curiosity and suspicion Upon review I'd venture to suggest they would not go to so much trouble to create a pretty looking, guarded and difficult to open deathtrap. And after all, we should be able to planewalk away if things go awry. I suggest we sally forth!
Hi everyone, apologies for another quiet few days, serious web rage on the Paizo site front >:/ Back now, able to log in, posts up shortly!
Aurora raises an eyebrow at the string of elvish cursewords, before holding up a dainty hand in answer to Praxim's question. Thank you but I will pass for now, at least until it gets prohibitively cold. At the moment it's rather bracing!
Bah 3rd night trying and I've finally managed to get on the Paizo site without seeing the goblin/computer 'nostore' error! Even now it's taking forever to load pages... All good with the loot, thanks for tracking it :) Hopefully will get a gameplay post up soon!
Aurora smiles and bows to Lym, receiving the offered wand with two hands Thank you! She smiles and carefully tucks the slender implement in to her belt. So do we venture deeper or return to the statues? Perhaps we should take a chance to rest as suggested?
Aurora's eyes are wide as she surveys the hoard. Well, it may take us some time, and a hefty dose of magic, to actually move all of this in a timely manner. Once we've checked that it's safe, perhaps open up a planar hole underneath it and drop it directly in to Castle Lym?
Well judging from the detritus the passage behind that statue has not been used in some time, but clearly its intended to provide safe passage do we think? Aurora begins moving towards the statue, curious that Rex's rock passed through it and men to see if she will too.
Aurora readies her own magic, wary of the strange-seeming status. Perhaps it only activates when something moves through the tunnel?
Aurora nods, a satisfied smile vying with concern as Thordak takes to the air unsteadily. Hold on Master Thordak, I'll accompany you She unfurls her wings and launches in to the air, joining the dwarf on the way to the cave mouth.
Watching with her mouth wide open at the sight of the dragon dive, Aurora wastes no time and reaches out with her magic to wrench the statue, pulling it towards where the dragon is laying and accelerating its fall as much as she can.
Aurora continues to wait for the dragon to get back in range, not trusting her magic where it could damage Lym's summoned allies.
Nodding at Thordak and smiling at the gusto he exhibits flying up in to the sky, Aurora turns her steely gaze upon the dragon, wondering what exactly it was up to.
Aurora nods at Thordak, his decision is wise. She brings power to mind, then brushes her lips across his cheek. Fly master Thordak, go and teach that overgrown salamander some manners...
Nodding to herself that Thordak and Tomaru seemed safe, Aurora's glances around until she finds what she's after. Thrusting one claw-like hand out towards one of the giant boulders scattered around, she crooks her fingers and wrenches her hands, causing the gigantic stone weight to crack free of the other rocks surrounding it. Hovering there for just a moment, she watches the dragon's flight path and with a scream she throws her hands forward, the rock following and catapulting in to the sky towards the dragon.
Her scream turning in to one of frustration as she watches the stone arc past, Aurora stamps a foot. Thordak you get yourself back here right now! If my magic can't hurt the blasted thing directly then I'll use it to make you fly so you can go up and explain to it just how cross I am!
Aurora changes tack, splaying her fingers and sending shards of force spiraling towards the dragon...
...however they too wink out, their magic not strong enough to pierce the dragon scales.
Sorry to hear that OGGM, hope you're ok.
Is that it you overgrown lizard? We can keep this up all day! Making a shrugging motion with her shoulder, a rod drops in to Aurora's hand as she casts another ball of raging fire towards the dragon. Impossibly the flames completely avoid Thordak.
The flames also however wink out as they touch the dragon, Aurora's eyes start to smoulder.
Aurora glares at the dragon, hatred in her eyes. Watch out! she cries, all too late to warn the others.
Howling with pain as the frost chews at her flesh, she snarls, most unladlylike. We can play that game too you overgrown wyrmling! Twin balls of incandescent flame streaks skywards towards the dragon.
Aurora leans slightly in to Thordak Well now Master Ironheart, I'm sure I don't need to tell you of the vast magical appetites of the Runelords of old. Much like a dwarven banquet table, each had their favorite repast She points at Belimarius Now say that fellow liked the taste of dwarven mead, why what better way to wake up his statue and get the magical juices going than to splash a bit of honey wine on it!? She uses the slim, tapered point of her new staff to point to Lym Our Mistress Blackhand there, she's done her reading and knows what each Runelord favored, so by choosing her magic wisely she puts a drop of roast chicken here, some grilled trout there, and we've got a recipe for happy statues that will open the way for us to enter the Forge! The gnome's stomach rumbles and she flushes slightly Now that was unladylike stomach mine, I'm sure you were fed a hearty breakfast!
This must have been truly something in its day... The tattoos wrapped around Aurora's arms and neck seem to pulse to the rhythm of an unknown dance.
So, those statues... begins Aurora, one finger tapping on her lips. Tomaru, is the location provided by Master Brodert enough for you to transport us there magically?
Aurora has yet to use a weapon, she does however produce a wicked-looking stiletto from the seemingly normal hairpin holding back her hair. Picked up a trick, or two...from that halfling lass... She grins at remembered memories then returns her mind to the present. I mean, I could go the whole 'staff of power' route, but that's not really my style...
Whilst I can't help with the sin magic, you've got that covered as you say Lym! The gnome's eyes twinkle with mischief as she glances between Lym and Tomaru. So these statues, they'll be representations of the sins? Or the runelords that embodied the sins?
Without food, water or sleep? I wonder... if such things are suspended within those walls, might we chance to encounter ancient things sustained by rune magic and driven mad by the inability to dream..? Aurora muses.
Now now Master Ironheart, when one is faced with a decision and has little or nothing to go on as to which decision might be best, well then any decision is a good one, and the only poor choice would be not to decide... Her eyes twinkle in the odd light from the floor mural ...and thus I applaud your decision, as you were the only one of us to actually make one! She smiles and moves off, staying a few paces behind and tothe left of the rugged dwarf.
Aurora thanks Lym for her quick thinking, but returns the flask unopened. Seems by the time I was of a mind to drink it, our small army had vanquished the foe! She nods in thanks to the various summoned creatures and their magical healing and sends a larger smile towards Tomaru for his assistance too. That was a little awkward with that creature shrugging off magic like water off a duck's back, it was fortunate you have so many friends from other places to call upon in such times. She busies herself tidying up her clothing and robes, which have become quite dishevelled and sodden with blood. Within a minute or two, everything is tidy once more and the familiat twinkle is back in her eye.
Gasping at her wounds and barely able to focus, Aurora summons multiple pyramids of force and throws them at the Scribbler.
Moving backwards in the air and out of reach of the scything claws, Aurora throws a crackling ball of lighting forward, and dazzling powerful strands burst forth, impossibly reaching around her companions and only targeting the demon and other enemies...
Head tilted as she regards the battlefield, Aurora sweeps her hands widely and gestures at her companions, and after a second's pause, at Lym's current pet as well. Making little running motions with her fingers, she releases her spell.
Lips curled in a snarl, Aurora backs away and unleashes a torrent of fire from her fingertips, engulfing both hounds.
Aurora keeps herself in check as she waits for things to play out.
Aurora glances between the demon and her companions, the fire in her beckoned but back here in Sandpoint had brought back memories of the last battle fought here. She was unwilling to risk another potential innocent being struck down by her magic, however slim the odds of the demon actually being an ensorcelled victim...
Aurora summons magic to reinforce the weave of her robe and brings fire to her mind to prepare for danger, easily done as the flames were never far from her thoughts. Wings unfurl from her back and she prepares to take to the air if necessary.
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