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![]() HUZZUH!! WELL DONE, FOXY!! Right! ... Into the portal you go, Sleeping Beauty! The tiny Lord somehow manages to loop the hoop-like fairy-portal over the unconscious bandersnatch in a feat of transformation that defies the other's eyes and minds! In all of six seconds, the deadly desert bandersnatch is safely transported into the First World! ![]()
![]() Lord Perpireen squints at Cassiel, annoyed. I had it well in hand, good Archangel Cassiel! There was no need for ye to butt in--er, lend thine aid, as it were... Producing a satchel from the bundle he carries between his wings, Lord Perpireen retrieves a silver and cold iron torc, ring-shaped neck ornament of the Celts and the Seely Folk... He begins to spin it, causing it to expand slowly but surely until the open space in the center is as big around as the front portals of a cathedral... Within can be seen another land, a wilder, brighter land... ![]()
![]() WHAT!? No way. Lord Perpireen buzzes down to poke at the limp bandersnatch with a tiny sprite-forged rapier... *doink-doink!* Is it really trying to play opossum?? HAHAHAHAHAA!! O, bandersnatch, me boyo! That's rich! HOHOHOHOHO!! Now why don't ye be a good beasty, and jump through this wee portal to a happier place I'm about to open for ye. Aye? Wiggle your ears if ye agree! ![]()
![]() Seeing that Mwikali intends to cast a touch spell on the bandersnatch, Lord P becomes visible and swoops down in front of the monster's snout to distract it... Aid another distracting attack 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29 vs touch AC... succeeds, granting +2 to Mwikali's touch attack... BOO!! HEHEHEHEE!! |