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Lissa eyes the creature suspiciously, but with the words coming from such a trusted friend as Zaladrel, she finds the harpy to be quite trustworthy.
Lissa narrows her eyes at the creature. Though Zaladrel sheathes his sword, she is not so ready to stow her blade. She holds it at her side, casual but ready to strike at a moments notice, as she walks up besides the elf.
Lissa also mostly ignores the books, her magic coming from her connection to Cinder.
Lissa dismisses the elemental with a wave of her hand.
Taking care not to strike Úlf, Lissa throws an Acid Splash at it. The elemental surges forward with a slam. :
Lissa throws an Acid Splash at it and the elemental pounds it. :
Lissa weaves her hands into the complex arcane patterns of a spell more intricate than her normal conjuring. She then shouts a powerful word in a tongue none here know as she throws we open palm toward her elemental. When she does so, the creatures molten fists begin to glow, smolder, and steam with power. With a low rumble, the elemental slams its fist toward the monster.
Lissa's eyes widen in momentary panic as she sees the dry wood alight. "Watch the flames!" she yells to her companions.
Lissa pulls out a small candle and lights it. She quickly sets it on the ground and pours the earthen contents of a small bag on it while mumbling arcane phrases under her breath. A puddle of lava begins to rise behind the creature that swiftly rises into the same elemental she had summoned previously. As it rises up in tumbles back down to slam onto the thing.
Lissa dismisses her elemental with a casual wave of he hand, and the molten being slumps into itself, dissolving into the floor leaving naught but scorch marks. "I am fine, Runa. Thank you though."
The magma elemental continues to pound against the corbie that it previously threw itself into after the bird-men's leader disappeared. Lissa then turns and throws her acid at the same enemy her summon is fighting. :
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With a low growl,a small lava flow springs from the swiftly disappearing sign on the floor and coalesces into a roughly humanoid form. It slams its molten fists into the "leader" of the corbies as Lissa hurls a glob of acid at the nearest opponent. :
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Lissa reaches into her pouch, pulling out a small bag of ground obsidian and a tiny candle. She lights the candle, mumbles a few words, and ignites the bag with the candle. Swiftly she tosses the now burning bag to the ground and begins to chant in a slow droning monochrome. As she does, the flames devouring the bag begin to sputter and grow, and a strange mystical energy begins to trace a burning red pattern next to the evil man.
Lissa yells at the assembled creatures and rips a glob of acid from beyond, calling it to the material world. With the blob firmly in hand, she lobs it at the nearest enemy. :
At Zal's signal, Lissa silently draws her sword. She goes over the arcane phrases and gestures for her spells in preparation for a confrontation that will surely end in blood.
Lissa growls under her breath once the enchantment wears off at her inability to master herself to save her friend. Her anger at this is only slightly lessened when she sees that almost everyone else did likewise.
Lissa seems withdrawn and lost in thought as she waits with the others for Omara's return.
Lissa is quiet, lost in thought as she follows the rest of the group to the castle. It is evident she still feels bad about being healed while Ameiko still lies comatose.
Lissa thanks Koya tremendously for her healing, but as she stretches, feeling instantly better, her mind moves towards Ameiko still lying comatose. "Koya, not to sound ungrateful, but something's troubling me. Now what magic I know was taught me by Cinder, so I don't know much about the wider world of spellcraft. Would that spell you cast on me have helped Ameiko?"
: Lissa writhes in her sleep, and her skin becomes cold and clammy to the touch.
Lissa falls into an uneasy sleep almost immediately after arriving back at the caravan. Her dreams are plagued with nightmares of burning dragons, numbing cold, boiling blood, and the rising dead.
After taking a few practice swings to test the balance of the new sword, Lissa sheaths the too-large-for-her-in-her-current-state blade and straps it across her back. "We can see how Ameiko's doing as well. We have been out for a while. Maybe her condition has improved," Lissa says, her face etched with wear and worry.
Cinder disperses in a haze of smoke and smouldering ash leaving Lissa behind clutching at the bruise where the undead hit her. Her veins, an icy blue-black, stand out against her skin. "I'll be fine, really," she says as though out of breath, waving away Runa. "Besides, I don't think your healing's going to be able to fix this." She draws herself up. "Let's just go ahead and head back. Maybe Koya has some remedy. Besides," she says with a dry chuckle. "We can't all be like Úlf and keep going forever. And Runa, Zal, and I are just about out of magic."
Wellard, a thought. Summoners' eidolons share their alignment, which in Lissa's case would make Cinder Neutral Good. However, the more I play the two, Cinder doesn't feel to me like it thinks the same way Lissa does about things. Being an outsider, it makes sense to me that it would have a more alien thought pattern than a native creature. Therefore, what would you think of me giving Cinder a different alignment than Lissa? In this case, I feel him being mostly Neutral.
FYI for all you 40k fans here, my wife is recruiting for a game of Black Crusade if any of you would like to play.
"Sounds like a good idea to me, Lissa responds. "But before we get too much farther, and it seems we'll be meeting some resistance, I'm going to call Cinder." With that, Lissa beings the Ritual of Summoning. After only a moment, the smouldering form of her eidolon begins to take shape around her. As the creature's burning eyes open and its shape begins to take on substance, Lissa's eyes close and she falls into that appears to be a trance within her companion.
"I don't... looks like we're climbing," Lissa states, seeming rather put out. Why don't I know any useful spells like Zaladrel or Runa? She sighs and gets ready to climb the ladder unless anyone else can concoct a way through the gate.
Lissa waits until the corbies begin their descent of the ladder. When they do she swiftly reaches into the Plane of Earth to pull out a glob of acid to toss at the it. :
Lissa nods to Omara as she waves her hand, casually dismissing the summoned serpent. Pointing her sword in the direction of the castle, she declares "Whatever we do, we need to do it soon."
Lissa bends down to help Zaladrel with the bindings.
Lissa sees all her companions jump into action against the bird-men and she will not be found wanting here. She focuses her mind on the spell of summoning and pulls forth a creature from Nirvana to appear right in front of the creature Úlf attacked. "Confn ekess sia aso rekisix di mitne!"
Lissa crouches down and tries to get as good a look at the figures as she can without being herself spotted. Spells of all sorts run through her mind. :
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