:( Sad to see this campaign go, but your reasons are good. I hope to play with you all in the future sometime!
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Changes to be e-mailed: +1 BAB +1 All Saves +1 0th level spell known +1 2nd level spell per day Ability to cast 3rd level spells, +4 3rd level spells per day +1 3rd level spell known
Oh I'm so going to get haste.
Taryin lowers his head in silence for a moment, then picks up Killian. He turns to the others. "We should go." He says simply.
"Killian?...Killian!" Taryin drops to his knees, sending golden fire throughout Killian's body. The magic rips through and tries to heal him, but this wasn't a wound to be healed. Why did we have to get greedy...
*Glances at Killian* *Double takes* "Well. That's inconvenient"
I'm good for another week or so.
"If we want to know what any of those do I'll need to handle them."
Taryin has his chin cupped in his hand, lost in thought inspecting the magic.
Taryin takes out crystal lenses and places them over his eyes as he inspects the rooms.
Taryin will be sticking close and entering rooms last.
Taryin stands up. "Yes, thank you all for the quick reactions. I'm still good."
Taryin coughs for a moment, spitting up water out of his lungs. He presses a hand to his wounds, letting golden fire heal them. "Well, I've been to funner swimming parties."
Taryin reels, trying to break out using his knife.
Taryin stares at the water another moment, then quickly draws his dagger and stabs forward...making sure he just misses it.
Taryin examines the water closely, then casts a cantrip to see if it mimics him. After that he'll try several movements while looking around the room.
Taryin frowns, then tosses a rock into the water.
"A creature made of water?" Sure that such a creature would leave a magical trace, Taryin scans the area for any auras.
Taryin narrows his eyes. This is not the same person altered, Edmond is his own man. He says nothing else, but there's a bit of a cold shoulder going on.
Taryin raises a glowing hand, but lowers it as the others don't react to the new form. "Well that's...certainly interesting. I've never known much about alchemy."
Taryin grabs the nearest rock (or other worthless throwable item) and puts a light cantrip on it, then tosses it into the darkness.
Taryin begins looking around, prepared to throw a magic missile at the next doll that jumps out.
Taryin curses, stepping next to Brandon to cover him from any other ambushes.
Taryin looks upstairs. "Up first? We can hit the cellar later if we're still in shape."
Taryin gives Damaia a sympathetic look, then presses on.
Taryin rubs at his neck, enjoying the feeling of fresh air in his lungs.
As Taryins face turns colors, he brings a hand away and creates a ball of golden fire, throwing it at the doll
Heart still thumping, Taryin turns to the others. "Everybody ok? Those things were creepy."
Taryin is relieved none of the monstrous dolls went after him. He turns and decides to enlarge Beppo this time.
"There's some sort of illusion going on, but I can't figure it out."
Taryin follows Brandon's lead, using detect magic and scanning the next room.
"I've still got a little more than half my juice." He looks around, as if to ask 'how is everyone else doing?'
Taryin follows along quietly, noddin gat the others suggestion. He occasionally throws out a detect magic, usually on doors and new rooms. He sends one at the knight as well.
Taryin looks down. A bit overkill, but it'll have to do. He moves his hands quickly upwards in a double helix, then slowly dissipating his hands outwards, while whispering the same word quietly. After a moment, Brandon dissapears from view.
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