Gearing up (Moore, Ithea)

[Merc]

"I agree that burning is kind of boring, are you sure you wouldn't rather a nice misty treasure ship surrounded us? That sounds nice to me."

Ithea speaks irreverently this as she quick casts a spell to resist the energy of fire while reaching for Moore as well, and boy if this isn't giving her unfortunate flashbacks to Lief and Muirfinn. Even as she does this, she concentrates on trying to take control of this realm or whatever Limbo'ish power she felt as Moore and herself were deposited her.

Quick casting RE(Fire) for 30. I assume we still get hit one round? Or quick enough with the anarch and RE? Dunno!

[20:33] <Kotono> You should get Moore to use Motivate Wisdom, if he has it.
[20:34] <Merc> I think he only has motivate dexterity, sadly.
[20:34] <Merc> But I'll ask.

[20:32] <Merc> roll d20+8+8+1 Anarchy Powers, Go!
[20:32] <Serith> Merc roll for Serith < 20 > [d20=3]
[20:33] <Merc> Booo
[20:33] <Merc> At least not a 1

[Anastasia]

But the realm does not change, only burning away instead. Fortunately your protections are in time to stop fire damage, though it's getting smoky. No more words from the sun, which is gone with the inferno.

[Nephrite]

"I think I preferred the exploding vegetables." Moore says as he looks around at the blazing fires. "Ideas? Up, maybe?" Moore suggests.

[Merc]

"Find a way out of here first," Ithea says as she spends a spell to fly above the inferno. "Try up."

I assume the fire isn't all the way up, if it was I may want to change my action if I could tell such.

[Anastasia]

Ithea and Moore fly up. The flames leap up a good 40ft, but it's not hard to go higher than that. Smoke rises up and obscures your vision, but you see a vast field of fire in all directions. "I am the great Agares," The voice is back, demanding from above, "And I tell you to die or run away already!"

[Merc]

"Could you do something about the smoke, Mikelos? Oh, I'm sorry, Agares was it this time?" Ithea asks. "Very hard to see, can't run away very well if we can't tell where to go? K, thanks, lovely chatting with you as always!"

Can someone roll K:P for me on Agares? +42 mod (+47 with collector of stories)

Also if I can, I'm give the wisdom check another try (+17).

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+42 rolling for Merc
<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d20+42 rolling for Merc --> [ 1d20=6 ]{48}
> roll 1d20+17 rolling for Merc anarch
<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d20+17 rolling for Merc anarch --> [ 1d20=12 ]{29}

Agares is the name of a deceased Duke of Hell. He was once the Duke of Entropy, but was ultimately exiled to Avernus and slain in a heavenly crusade. If you recall right, Alicia Reynes and Seira Aryn were the two who lead the crusade.

Ithea tries to alter the reality around her. It's difficult, not nearly as responsive as Limbo. She can't quite do it - it's like trying to move mud.

[Nephrite]

Moore is content to let Ithea handle this for the time being. If his role is required, she'll either ask or his opportunity will arise.

[Merc]

"I don't suppose you have some ability that's good for boosting chaotic abilities such as controlling limbo or just generally understanding and making sense of the inner workings of a reality?" Ithea asks Moore quietly as she continues to fly upwards towards the source of the voice.

"Because I'm having trouble thinking of options where I can't hit anything, gate out of here, or wrest control of the reality around us. And while I'm enjoying needling the guy taking identities of dead evil morons, that may not be helping in this situation."

[Anastasia]

"You...!" A strangled croak comes from the voice as the two fly up. The smoke is fading, reality shifting again. "I am the unstoppable Tanalis! Begone!" From ahead, another gust of wind comes, as strong as the previous.

Strength checks.

[Merc]

[13:33] <Merc> roll d20+42 K:P (Tanalis)
[13:33] <Kobot> Merc rolled d20+42 K:P (Tanalis) --> [ 1d20=1 ]{43}
[13:33] <Merc> boo
[13:33] <Merc> roll d20+23 str check
[13:33] <Kobot> Merc rolled d20+23 str check --> [ 1d20=16 ]{39}

[Nephrite]

"I am fairly adept at improving someone's ability to do things, I don't know if it'd work with that, but I can try!" Moore responds as the winds come. Unfortunately for him, his spell for a little bit of extra luck isn't there anymore.

<Nephrite> roll 1d20+2
[16:10] <Kobot> Nephrite rolled 1d20+2 --> [ 1d20=4 ]{6}

[Anastasia]

Tanalis is the name of a yugoloth - probably an ultroloth, but Ithea isn't sure. The nature of yugoloths makes it hard to tell. It's also one that's not been seen in ages and is likely deceased.

Meanwhile, Ithea manages to hold her place. But Moore does not - instead he is sent flying, hurtling away as fast and hard as he can. He's gone, Ithea unable to see him.

Congratulations. You get a new thread shortly, Moore.

[Merc]

"Moore!" Ithea calls out, but he vanishes so fast that she can only assume he's been knocked out of the area, hopefully to safety or at least towards wherever Stille and Crystal were sent.

Growling, Ithea continues flying up towards the voice. "You like the names of the dead so much? I'm gonna make sure you can use your own name soon, 'Tanalis'."

"Ithea's Stats": ShowHide

HP: 346/346
AC: 56 , 39 (Touch), 56 (Flat-footed), 77 (CMD)

Buffs: GMW+5 (CL 25), Mind Blank (CL 22)

Qualities: DR 10/silver, SR 34, Darkvision, Low-Light Vision, +4 CMD vs Trip/Overrun/Bullrush, Evasion, Uncanny Dodge, Spellwarped

Abilities:
Racial: Healing Touch 0/1,
Rogue: Mimic 0/1,
Factotum: Inspiration 0/6, Nerveskitter 0/1, Heroics 0/1, Piety 0/9
Duskblade: Attunement 1/14, Quick Cast 1/4
Feats: Chaos Devotion 0/1
Gear: Counterstrike 0/2, Greatreach 0/3, Reciprocate 0/2, Haste 0/10 (rounds), Daylight 0/1, See Invis 0/1, +2d6 electric damage 2/3

Spells:
Lv 0 - 0/6
Lv 1 - 4/23
Lv 2 - 0/23
Lv 3 - 3/23
Lv 4 - 0/18
Lv 5 - 3/14

[Anastasia]

You soar through the air as reality ripples around you again. It stretches out far and farther, like wet taffy pulled apart. Open sky distorts into hazy clouds, which then becomes a rippling forest before everything around you breaks. You're back in the Deep Ethereal. Ahead of you is a vast shadow, hidden by the mists. It's about 50ft or so ahead, with mist so thick that even from here you can't make out details.