I think it's pretty safe to call this one dead at this point.
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"We thank you for your valuable time and information my lady, but we must continue with your journey." Zane says aloud with a bow.
"Zane Argentus, Cyphermage at your service." Zane says with a slight bow.
Noting the spell that the woman cast Zane nods. "The wisdom of Thassilon is spoken of far and wide. If there are answers to our questions, I have no doubt they lie here." she continues in Elven as well.
Zane's eyes widen in shock as he recognizes the tabards and insignia. "Alaznist.....the Runelord of Wrath? How is that even possible?" he whispers to the others. As they approach he notes the woman, an Eldritch Knight, arcane warriors lost to legend, most likely someone of substantial authority here.
"Then let's get moving." Zane replies, starting to head towards the nearest location on the map.
With a deeply intrigued expression Zane moves over to the bookshelf looking at the titles and see what clues there were to be gained about the dark elves' activities.
"And if, they're familiar with here, the most likely have a stronghold that they're taking them to." Zane adds.
"Most likely." Zane comments in regard to the gateway. "Hmmm.. so this version of the library still stands."
The Blot....could it really be just a leak from the plane of shadow into the material? What magical even would tear a permanent hole between planes? The fascination on Zane's face is clear asn his mind races across the possibilities.
"We're om the shadow plane." Zane says staring up at the swirling darkness.
"If there's a way to activate it I'll figure it out.....eventually." Zane responds. Frowning, the wizard shifts his eyes to detecting the magical spectrum, looking for any indication of a hidden message.
Completely distracted by his arcane musings on the possible connection to the cyphergate, Zane completely misses the question at first. "Sorry Nakoda, I do feel that something very important may lie on the other side, and the blood trail shows that at least one person was dragged through the arch while bleeding heavily."
”This is almost identical to the Riddleport Cyphergate!” Zane exclaims, incredulously. ”How is that even possible?” Smiling at Nakoda as she heals him, he turns to look at the blood streaks she indicates. ”You’re right…It’s drow…..or elven in nature
As he continues to look through the portal, the mage sucks in his breath. [b]”The portal is getting ready to close, we have less than a minute before it closes completely.”
Heeding Zephrams words Zane reaches out, altering the flow of time around his allies to drastically increase their speed.
"I am a bit." Zane replies.
Good luck and congratulations!!
Studying the doors Zane shifts his gaze into the arcane spectrum. "It isn't trapped."
The keening noise seems to have no effect as Zane studies the water.
"Yes! Try to avoid it touching you! We'll need to get Cynara cured as soon as possible." Zane responds.
Noting the damage the creature's touch does to Cynara, Zane utters a spell that intermittently shifts his presence between planes.
Frowning as he properly realizes the ongoing threat Zane takse a step back, calling forth magic of his own to give the 'eleven woman' something else to be concerned about.
"That is good to know. They drew your essence from another plane didn't they?" Zane asks.
His eyes narrowing at Sylvianna's observation Zane whispers an arcane word, his vision shifting into the magical spectrum as he studies the beautiful woman and the oddly pristine room.
"About nine minutes total so maybe seven more. Might as well make the best of it and move on." Zane says moving forward with a smile.
"You alright?" Zane asks noting the shift in Nakoda's expression.
With a smile Zane replies, "Now is as good a time as any...let me give you a hand." he says drawing a scroll and reading the incantation enscribed on it while resting his hand on Nakoda's shoulder. The magical glyphs burn themselves off the vellum as power suffuses the shoanti battlesinger, her stature beginning to alter substantially.
Nakoda has a heavy pick, and Zane can make her Large :)
"It's an active shrine to a demon lord. It can be broken, and breaking it will weaken the dark power's hold here.....but....it might get said demon lord's attention." Zane says looking at Nakoda with a grin.
"Don't have any protective spells or equipment against fire, .....I'm usually the one doing the damage." Zane says moving out of the likely blast radius.
"Whatever you do, don't touch those doors. An extremely powerful fireball trap that delays until the right moment is woven into them, probably password protected." Zane says with a hint of alarm. "Definitely the work of a powerful caster."
Looking around the antechamber he studies the dark alcove. "Hunh...worhipers of Abraxas....wonderful" he mitters, turning to study the door A Sylvianna points it out, uttering an incantationas he does.
Flickering back into view, Zane looks down at the fallen monstrosity. "Good work, obviously we've got some nasty stuff to look forward to.....and given this things composition, I wouldn't expect ant survivors on our side." he says giving Sylvianna and Cynara a sympathetic look. "I suppose we follow the trail of blood."
Activating his wand again, Zane vanishes, beginning to circle around behind the construct.
"Fire and cold will slow it down. Don't use electricity, it restores thier sped and heals them. Anything less than adamantine won't do full damage and mental attacks and most spells won't work." Zane rattles off in response to Zephram's question.
Thanks! Was awesome!
So I may not be around much for the next few days. My wife and I took a few days off to celebrate our 10th anniversary, complete with our son spending the week at my mom’s. I may get in a post a day but no guarantees.
"It's not actually undead! It's some sick form of flesh golem made out of dead elven soliers." Zane says in disgust.
With an uttered incantation, Zane maes a hurling motion, a ball of molten metal splashing against the center of the creature's chest beginning to burn and blister.
Moving ten feet closer, Zane begins casting a spell, his form flickering into existence, moments before erupting into a brilliant burst of blinding light that envelops the drow.
Evan as he moves to mitigate the worst of the reply fireball, Zane galres at the source. Gesturing with a wand he promptly vanishes.
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