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Twylla moves in until she's 15 ft from the monster and commands a swirling cone of color to emanate from her hand, flowing through an outstretched magical rod. Persistent Rod

Color Spray, Will Save DC 23, save twice, treat opponent as 10 HD less than normal

It's not possible to attack a creature trapped in the sphere.

"One down, two to go," says Twylla matter-a-factually as she traces her finger in a straight line, placing a swirling cloth of color between the party and the two non-trapped monsters.

Loathsome veil, DC 25 Will Save, treat the monsters as 10 HD less than they actually are to figure out the effects

"Sumak, would you like to back away from the trapped creature and try to charge again? I can release the sphere on command. And I think that gives you, Bragi, a chance to fire off your full-attack."

Twylla uses shadow evocation to mimic a resilient sphere, attempting to trap the creature inside. DC 27 Will Save to Disbelieve, and then DC 27 Reflex to negate

Ah sorry, I stopped checking in preparation for my long trip over the weekend. I'll post tonight after I get back home.

"Clearly it is a terrible idea to find these clockwork soldiers. They could just as well turn against us. Let's proceed into the mine."

"I would like to hear this too. I bet your boot is such an illustrious conversationalist, like you have proven to be," muttering the last part under her breath sarcastically.

[b}"Perhaps you should go and check the metal monstrosity yourself and let us know how many slaves we have."[/b] She smiles warmly.

Twylla nods and mouths silently, "Right here behind you."

"That's amazing, how could you spot that?"

120 hp and cured of status conditions

Twylla hits Scaramanga with a heal, returning him to health. "I think that's all of them, anyways. What were those things?"

Twylla stumbles towards Scaramanga, trying to find him before he goes splat.

Scaramanga uses the term "Prelim"...Cornell?

"Maybe we should wait for them and set up an ambush. I have a few ideas..." Twylla smiles deviously.

Twylla takes a nice, safe spot behind Finnian.

Darkvision 60ft

Twylla strides over to her injured party mates and hits them with a heal each. "Let's pick up some healing supplies next time we stop by town. Each one of those spells can really pack a whallop, far too much for your needs."

I have the Heal spell, which I can use, but I would rather save them for urgent situations.

"My gosh, I've never seen such resistant bugs. Did you fellas bring any potions?"

Forgot to pick up CLW wands :D

Twylla drops a loathsome veil between the party and the creatures.

DC 25 Will Save. Not sure about the HD of the creatures, but they are treated as 10 HD less than they actually are.

Will Save: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

Twylla walks up beside Finnian. "You don't these machines either, I see. I don't see how it's possible to be comfortable on one of these things."

"Before we go, please address my questions from earlier. Chances are, we'll have to fight more Brass Guardians, given the number of attacks that you've had. How are they against mind-affecting attacks? Do they have excellent reflexes?"

Basically asking about their immunities, saves, weaknesses, strengths

Twylla is interrupted as the minister charges off. She turns to her companions. "Well, where is this Brass Guild?"

"I cannot speak for the others, but I would be happy to visit. If we need to deal with any more of these guardians, it would be helpful if you could tell us what they are capable of, what they are strong against, and what their weaknesses are?"

"So she's the cause of all these problems?" she mutters under her breath.

How many shieldmarshals are there?

I didn't notice until now, but the name of your gun is awesome. At least it brings the number of females in the party to two.

Twylla looks the boy's father directly in the eye. "Your boy is lying there on the ground because it is the plan of the divines, like all the things. This trauma is not for the child, but for you. Think about that, and stand back."

Her hands begin to glow as she grabs the boy's shoulders, and lights begin to dance along the boy's body, knitting his wounds. Twylla pushes the boy upright by his shoulders as she is healing him, until he is fully vertical and fully awake. "By the power of the divines, you are restored; they have claimed you as one of their own." She performs a blessing on the child, stands up, and starts to walk off.

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Thank goodness. I was just thinking about that.

Twylla runs over and kneels next to the boy (or his corpse, anyways) to check if he's still alive.

Just a notice. I don't have any resurrection spells, so...don't die. :)

Dazzling Blade, Mass = The Hidden Gem

Twylla begins to rush impetuously towards the lone figure facing the construct in hand-to-hand combat, but stops herself upon realizing the danger. She calls out to him. "Discharge this spell on the construct, channel it from your blade! It will blind it." She opens her right fist into the sign of a flame, and Finnian's blades begin to shine brightly.

Casting dazzling blade, mass, on each of Finian's weapons. The spell can be discharged as a free action to blind an adjacent opponent, DC 25 Will Save, and you can discharge as many times as you have melee weapons out

I decided to swap out Leadership, as I think it doesn't fit with what I had in mind.

"The bigger that they are...the harder that they fall?" Twylla reaches into the shadow realm and covers the area below the brass guardian with a slippery grease. Shadow conjuration of grease

DC 26 Will Save to Disbelieve, DC 26 Reflex Save to avoid slipping

Every name in her address book had led to a dead-end. One by one, she had tried to track them down, fellow lovers of music and art, but they were nowhere to be found. Through neighbors and speaking to passers-by, she discovered that most of them had fled the city, when they could, or tried to blend and renounce their old paths. It was a depressing time.

Twylla came to the marketplace and found a seat beside a market stall. Maybe she had come too late...