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Lanwin bestows his blessing upon his allies.
Lanwin looks indignant, but does not otherwise acknowledge Pinna's remark. "I believe we may need all the allies we can muster in the current struggle. Thank you, Thoroar Silentall."
"Lanwin Fairweather, servant of the Dawnbringer," Lanwin bows deeply. "We are seeking to prevent the destruction of these planes, which are being threatened with destructive chaos."
"Have you seen anything that might serve as some type of key?" Lanwin asks.
Pinna sidles over to Lanwin's conversation with the relatively sane creature. "Why were the giant snakes fighting? Where did the brown one go? And where is this?" "It seems that the natives didn't know what was going on either. They don't know why they were fighting or why it stopped. The place seems to be mending itself, however."
Lanwin approaches someone who looks knowledgeable. "Do you know what precipitated the attack?"
Lanwin rolls his eyes at E.'s exuberance. "Fun indeed. The dead yugoloths really brighten the place up."
"I suppose we ought to look into this building. I wouldn't expect that sort of thing on this plane. Something is amiss."
"What are they saying?" Lanwin whispers.
"Uh, E... are you sure that's where we want to go?" Pinna reaches out and snags Sebastian's arm with her other claw. "Everybody grab the halfling!" If I had a dime for every time someone said that...
"Where are we going?" Lanwin grasps E's arm, hoping that that is the method to accompany him.
Lanwin heals Pinna with a Cure Moderate Wounds. (empowered makes 33)
Well... If "5" is offering... Also, I've leveled up.
"This thing should be dead," Lanwin says. "How is it staying up?"
You can attempt an acrobatics check. If you fail the check, you're not frozen -- you can still move.
Channel Divinity (selectively skipping the surviving worm, but encompassing the entire party and "5" - the BBG is out of range). All are healed Move one square to the west.
Lanwin moves in (one square to the west) and tries to annoy the BBEG with his sling. to hit. damage.
Lanwin smacks the big dude with his mace.
Lanwin bolsters himself with divine power.
"You might be surprised what we can understand. I'm even starting to make sense of E's gibberish."
"Who saw him last? Was he seen actually entering the building?"
Lanwin channels positive energy to heal his allies . If anyone needs more than that, E and I can sort you out.
"I'm not clear on whether they were using illusions or polymorph magic. In any event, if we are to be held accountable for injuring some modrons, where are the victims? I see none of your people who have been harmed in any way. Surely you must have standards of evidence here." Lanwin is getting a little more accustomed to this lawful nonsense.
Lanwin moves up and continues to attack the modron beside him.
Lanwin moves into the space vacated by the dead thing and attacks the modron in T13.
Lanwin takes a swing at the nearest modron.
Lanwin flicks a magic wand and calls a blessing upon the party.
"It is here."
"Vortic was a holy warrior, and the sword spoke to his righteousness, I believe. I am certain it would be of greater benefit to you than to me." Lanwin offers it to Sebastian.
"Pleased to make your acquaintences. I am Lanwin Fairweather of the Dawnbringer. Our mission is a perilous one, so I am glad to have such able assistance."
"There is no 'normal' in the Outer Planes. We should rest and set out in the morning to start collecting keys."
"Is it effecting every plane, or only some of them? There are a lot of planes, if I remember my schooling..."
"Why have we been brought here?" Lanwin asks directly. "The information we've gathered so far has been vague. There is a device - made by whom? - that alters planes - how? - and is being used - by whom? - to alter the nature of certain planes - which ones? Every answer is just another question."
Lanwin looks confused and somewhat dubious, but will follow the others.
"Is something down that hallway?" Lanwin looks alarmed.
"I'm afraid we've only just arrived, and don't know the protocols. Our matter is very urgent. What must we do?" Lanwin asks. Lawfuls. This is why I have no patience for them, but you can't argue with them. It's like arguing with a fencepost.
"This 'Fortress of Disciplined Enlightenment' sounds dangerous, but might have the information we need. It seems promising."
"Thank you, good sir." Lanwin heads out. He mentions under his breath to his companions, "Yet another being we've been directed to who has almost no information for us. I hope the Guvners are more helpful."
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