Reluctant to move away from where Aden needs her to provide a flank, Hasnett tries to rid herself of the minion behind her and concentrates on getting her powers back.
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Melora seems to inspire Her little finger to complete the battle, as Hasnett shakes off the effects of the attacks, even as she dispatches another attacker.
Realizing that Aden is rendering him ineffectual while he lives, the thug switches targets, deftly moving to gain a better position to attack the swordmage, but to no avail.
"Kill the priestess, you fools!" the leader rages as his forces dwindle.
"Oh just grow up," mutters Hasnett under her breath.
Elohir waits nervously to see how much Aden is going to stab him while tears stream down his face.
Aden's blade trembles with dark magic
Elohir pulls himself together long enough to enact a spell of escape, and he turns ethereal and glides through the shadows of the street.
When he rematerialized he seems to have full control of his faculties once more, though tears still stain his cheeks. With a guttural invocation, m7 is cursed with Elohir's darkest dreams.
Purplish black flames coil about Elohir's right arm and gather in his outstretched palm before being expelled in a concussive blast of energy.
"You ain't goin anywhere, bludger!" Irawaru cries as he lays into the enemy spellcaster.
1d20+11; 1d12+6
"You ain't goin anywhere, bludger!" Irawaru cries as he lays into the enemy spellcaster.
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Hasnett:
In a characteristic display of bravery, Hoku circles around to immediately in front of the leader and draws him out of the alley, even as she stands her ground to keep him from retreating.
This leaves the cloaked figure no choice but to shift into the light before psychically attacking Hasnett again.
The warlock does not care for his odds in a stand-up fight against the barbarian, and so steps back and casts his desiccating curse.
Hasnett holds still and tries to clear her head.
Saves v mind rip and -2 to defenses (1d20=10, 1d20=4).
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Elohir mutters his curse once more and a third point of purple starlight begins to dance within the inky void of his eyes. The more curses he flings about, the calmer his exterior becomes. As m1 feels the terror of Elohir's nightmares claw at the back of his mind, a small smile curls the right side of the half-elf's lips.
Elohir then walks across the street, drawing in the nearby shadows as he does so to create a cloak of darkness.
"Time to stop running little spell-slinger. No one hurts my friend," whispers Elohir with malicious intent.
With a dramatic raising of his hands, Elohir causes the very stones of the street to crack and rend as a black, cyclopean monolith rises up five feet from the leader and his ally. Lightning strikes the structure and the very air around it crackles with energy.
Aden spins his blade, loosing a torrent of flame
Irawaru is spitting mad.
Shifting about the battlefield, Hoku launches her dagger in an arc that targets multiple foes.
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Irawaru, fighting blind in the pitch black, just misses his opponent.
Hoku darts about the battlefield, just missing a swipe from the leader's dagger, then shows how daggerwork should be done, drawing blood from the leader and the thug.
The leader, continuing a winning tactic, pummels Hasnett psychically once more.
Hasnett moves as far away as possible and tries to recover her lost memories. Dazed though she is, Melora guides her thoughts and her mind is once more her own. How long for is another matter.
Save v -2 to defenses (1d20=5)
Despite her success in getting her memories back, Hasnett still feels far too weak. She curses inwardly. And a little outwardly.
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Hasnett tries to regroup and shake off the effects of the combined assault but is still dazed and shaken.
The thug (m7), bloodied and pinned between Aden and the storm pillar, takes the better part of valor. He steps back warily from the swordmage, then turns and bolts down the alley, past his leader.
"Well atleast he's smart enough to run." Aden steps and appears next to the leader.
Elohir's eyes crackle with purple energy for a moment as he conjures up a repressed image from his most horrible nightmares. Sweat beads his brow and he starts to tremble at the memory, but he keeps his wits about himself long enough to form a connection with the leader and briefly share the horror. With a scream, Elohir shows the leader an infinity of impenetrable darkness where strange alien things writhe and howl in the darkness all about him and the only visible light is a single, pulsing purple star.
"Look...at...it...and TREMBLE!" Elohir manages to mutter from a raspy throat nearly overcome with terror.
Irawaru is almost apoplectic now as the warlock retreats.
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Hoku moves to start blocking any retreat the leader may have in mind, and casts her dagger. It does not have the intended effect, but still cuts a gash in the opponent's leg.
The leader rips his -- or its? -- cloak off, revealing nothing human. It is difficult even to tell how it could have spoken with such a malformed head -- and extremely toothsome jaws. Only Aden is close enough to receive the full effect, and the normally stalwart swordmage recoils in terror.
It then hurls itself at the nearest target -- Hoku -- and rips at her with tooth and claw, but she is lucky enough to evade it.
Even more horrifying than its appearance, the things wounds seem to be beginning to close . . .
The enemy warlock risks an attack from Irawaru to strike the cursed barbarian again, and the tactic pays off for him.
Calling on Melora, Hasnett implores her goddess to help herself and her allies. One boon is all Melora will grant at this time however and Hasnett finds herself fervently hoping that her friends can keep trouble at arms reach for a while longer.
Elohir moves around the battlefield, collecting shadows to conceal himself, and then funnels darkness from the furthest reaches of space to chill the leading spellcaster and make him vulnerable to enemy attack. Then, with a movement of his middle and index fingers, he forces the leader to stumble into a more vulnerable flanking position.
"Like something like that'll stop me"