Valonzo Wescott's page

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Was one of those Quickened? Wild Arcana is still a Standard (the Swift was a typo, it's since been FAQ'd to be the same as Inspired Spell).

To say it was a "typo" is, I think, inaccurate. Let's say they have since hit it with a nerf bat and revised the ability via FAQ. That being the case, and both spells being 6th level spells, I can't quicken either one.

Since this is the case, if you don't mind, I'll revise my second spell to be a quickened haste on us.

Valonzo smirks a dragony smirk, saying "I've got the wall of force." and draws upon the power in his blood to eliminate the wall with a wild arcana disintegrate spell.

That solved, he turns his attention to the lich-king. "Let's see what we can do about any other preparations you've made, eh?"

He casts a targeted greater dispel magic on the lich.

Caster-level for gdm: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (19) + 25 = 44 (will dispel 5 highest level spells)

"Shades of night, shadows from the nether-realms, drinkers of essence and of light, let us appear this way in everyone's sight." Valonzo casts a silent veil spell, making everyone in the party appear to all senses to be shadows. "I don't think they have spotted us yet. If they do now, we'll appear as shadows to their senses."

Valonzo approaches into a range his Arcane Sight, etc. can detect any pesky abjurations or other defenses.

come on, SR 26 is easy to get by :P

Valonzo, who spent the entirety of the "combat" flat on his wings, says a low "Very impressive indeed." and glides forward with the party.

Valonzo intones first "Düşünce Fısıltılar." and then "Düşmanlarımızın gözlerinin üzerinde pelerin bırakın.", casting message to keep in communication and keep the group together, then summoning a bit of his mythic power, making the group invisible with an wild arcana mass invisibility spell.

Valonzo smiles "I could do that, but there are limits to my flexibility. I could give us all twenty minutes of invisibility. It's likely if we come too close, the undead will detect our presence regardless, but those twenty minutes could get us much closer to our goal."

Valonzo floats gently down into the ravine, using his wings to guide his glide. He takes up the position suggested by the Warlord and keeps his keen senses out for signs of trouble.

"Rrrrright. Onwarrrrd/" Valonzo intones arcane words and forms gestures with his forepaws. All included in the spell (including himself) gain flight 60 for 220 minutes.

"Ah, the spell I shall use will effect everrrryone who wishes to fly, Perrhaps the Warrrrlorrrd will rrreconsiderrr, knowings this. I can effect almost two scorrrre people with the one spell." he approximates some draconic equivalent of a smile.

Valonzo, in the form of a human-sized bronze dragon, churrrls out, "Herrrre might be a good place forrrrr me to grrrrant you all flight. The spell will last shorrrrrtly underrrr fourrrrr hourrrrs."

His face is hard to read as a dragon, but he waits patiently for the party to accept or deny the request.

Wescott centers himself as the decisions round out.

"Another alternative is to already be flying, and teleport into the clouds above, do our own aerial reconnaissance from there. Very few magicians would be capable of blocking the sky from teleportational ingress. I have the capability of making everyone flying, and even invisible, if we wish. We could even scout for a less guarded ravine to plot our intrusion after we reconnoiter. Or simply teleport back here, draw up more accurate plans, and then move back in. Several options, really. Someone like that would probably have protections and detections against conventional magical scrying, or I'd suggest those." Wescott offers.

Wescott looks at Doppel with the disgust of one seeing the physical representation of everything inside himself he hates. Balling his hands into fists and releasing them, he turns to Rowan, saying "Be sure to aim that one away from me."

"Whereas most of my abilities and combat style relate to the magic in my blood. I have access to a wide array of incantations, and will happily provide you with a full listing. Admittedly, however, I have recently discovered new depths to my abilities that allow me to tap into the fundamental nature of arcane magic itself, and duplicate effects that are not among my standard array a few times a day." Wescott says.

He takes a deep breath, continuing "As to combat, I prefer my scaly form, and fight with all the weapons accessed by that form, close up. For longer ranged combats, I have a variety of arcane offenses at my disposal. Tactically, I can provide a variety of enhancements to our friends and hindrances to our enemies."

"That could very well be our point of ingress near the castle. We have a few options to how we arrive." Wescott states simply.

Valonzo returns Tima's grunt with an exaggerated sigh, followed by snapping his right index finger twice softly. "Naturally, I wasn't speaking of teleporting into the heart of the enemy's fortress. But why walk, fly, burrow, or swim from here to there when one could simply teleport from here to near there and then do the flying, burrowing, what-have-you? In fact, as long as we can get within, say ten miles or so, I could also provide anyone lacking it the ability to fly from there.

"Yes, maps, descriptions, anything that can give us a good overview of where we go. Experience has taught me even the best intelligence can be unreliable to the ground experience." Valonzo begins calculating the usefulness of the spells he knows. "But if we get sufficient information and I can peruse some accurate maps, I should be able to teleport us all close enough for infiltration without the need for vast amounts of travel time."

Hell, if no one else is asking for actual rewards :P

"Simple. My weight in diamond dust." He smiles, but his tone is serious. "My current weight." his face pulses as if something crawls under its skin. "Not the weight I can bring to bear. I'd offer to do it for free as well, but diamond dust fuels so many of my needs, I don't usually enjoy being broiled in politics, and it is not often I have the resources of an entire barony offered."

"Most people find quite a bit about me unsettling, I'm afraid." Wescott admits. "But when one has chaos crawling through one's blood, you get used to swords being drawn." he shrugs.

"Still, it's worth all that to be able to soar through the skies, to see the Realms through the eyes of so majestic a creature." he smiles. "If you like sometime, I could show you what I mean."

"Something like this." he transforms into a medium-sized copper dragon in an instant. Twitching his nose, he transforms from copper to bronze, bronze to silver, [/b]"or one of these."[/b]

Returning to human form with a twitch of his nose, he smiles, saying "Or bigger forms, depending on the need. But I prefer the scale and wing over lesser forms. The roiling in my blood seems quieter when so incased."

I get to do both :P

"Ah, thank you." Wescott says to the bartender, turning his head slightly three times. "As to what brought me here, yet another rejection from Tazmikella..." he smiles twice "..has set me on the road again seeking more experience."

Turning to the group, he places three gold coins on the table, takes them off, and places them again, face down. Then he scoops them up, giving them to the bartender. He clears his throat. "Although it is rare these days for me to assume this form, in it I am called Valonzo Wescott."

"Especially considering the combined might assembled." Wescott smiles, moving over to the table where Warlord and Tima sit. "Greetings, fellow travelers. A night like this calls for shared wine and stories, does it not?"

Wescott lets out a low whistle, clicking his knuckles in his left hand. He then smiles, approaching the bar. "Good day, a fine establishment you have here. When you get a moment, some meat and wine, or whatever passes hereabouts." He sits at the bar, turning around to watch the room with those shining blue eyes.

I've got both melee and ranged, but most of the time will be using tooth and claw and spells, but should have good threat range when space and need combine (will be medium to huge dragon in blink of an eye.)

Floating gently to the ground on leathery wings, the dragon lands outside of the Inn of Clowns, touching down with the sound of talons on cobblestones. Standing on its hind legs, it begins to warp and twist, and in a flash of flesh, it assumes the blurry, distorted form of a young man dressed in eastern garb and a strange three-faced mask.

Removing his mask, and then some goggles he was wearing under it, he reveals dark hair and eyes glowing with blue light the equal to any candle. He removes a few weapons and places them in his pack, as well as the cloak. mask, and goggles he was wearing. A small rock orbits his head as the man enters the Inn, his thin frame draped in blues, reds, and golds.

He pauses at the entrance, scanning the room briefly.

Crunch complete, background to come

dotting with initial char profile

hp 19d6 ⇒ (1, 4, 4, 5, 4, 5, 6, 3, 2, 4, 2, 5, 1, 1, 1, 5, 2, 3, 4) = 62