Smith (Jaela, Calleigh, Surraruthru)

[Nephrite]

[13:11] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+17 Calleigh Spot
[13:11] <Kobot> Nephrite rolled 1d20+17 Calleigh Spot --> [ 1d20=6 ]{23}
[13:11] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+39 psicraft Tryll
[13:11] <Kobot> Nephrite rolled 1d20+39 psicraft Tryll --> [ 1d20=7 ]{46}
[13:11] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+20 Surru dispel
[13:11] <Kobot> Nephrite rolled 1d20+20 Surru dispel --> [ 1d20=17 ]{37}

[Anastasia]

Yuth, why are you running Surraruthru and asking for rolls? Is Iddy away and I missed a post about it?

[Iron Dragoon]

I'm fine with the dispel roll Neph made for me. I was away, so it's cool. I'll hold off on deciding to use Greater Dispel, though, since Battlemagic Perception entitles me to an immediate Spellcraft check @ DC 15 to ID the level of the spell being cast:

> roll 1d20+34 Spellcraft: Dispel attempt
<Kobot> Iddy rolled 1d20+34 Spellcraft: Dispel attempt --> [ 1d20=17 ]{51}

[Yuthirin]

You addressed me and told me to roll for Surruthurhruru!

[Anastasia]

With that, the army plunges into the breech.

What follows is a chaos-scape of war and magic. Jaela leads the charge, a shout of, "For Lifasa," coming from the troops. The Silver Sea shudders, poisoned and bloodied, as yet another group joins the fray.

Surraruthru's eldritch weave carries spells of great potency, one after another woven over the officers to make them stronger. At the same time, supporting casters do the same for the common troops, protecting and enhancing your attack. The emptiness of the Astral shines not with unchecked Limbo for moments, but the might of Mystra's weave channeled by dozens of spell casters.

As you advance and begin to close onto the defensive islands, the first problem erupts. The army, save for the three anarchs, find the Limbo here as malleable as a wet sock. It responds to the anarchs, but the common soldiers find it utterly unresponsive to them, as if it were not morphic at all. Before you anarchs do war - great sheets of roaring flame and burning rocks appear, only for Baleruk to roar defiance and shatter them into dust with nary a glance.

Cresiel's forces maintain the sides and flanks as you advance, a few stragglers engaged. Least and lesser demons and daemons, a rutterkin slaughtered and then a pack of canoloths pushed back. Damage is countered by healing, your advance steady. The enemies aren't coming out to counter you - instead, they're holding ground. Due to being engaged, no fire is immediately on you. The celestials, devils and gith are the targets right now, time needed to readjust. But as the group advances on, you see it begin to happen.

Your various officers are doing well, no sign of serious injuries. Stille takes a blast from an errant fire bolt, staggered but quickly recovering.

Amid all of this, Calleigh flies about. Her wand never rests, magic channeled to heal the wounded. She casts, casts and casts some more, darting about as the injured are mended.

4 charges from your wand, Calleigh. Spells used as desired, Surraruthru.

The army is about halfway to the front lines. The enemies see you and are moving to adjust, while the drowning strategy has largely been stymied. Your three anarchs are needed to counter the attentions of the others, and it seems Limbo here isn't responding to any but anarchs. Go ahead and declare what y'all are doing and how you're adapting in light of that.

[Merc]

Ithea casts a quickened Chain Lightning at some of the enemies, not really focusing on targets besides anything that looks big and mean and is surrounded by other enemies that the spell can jump towards.

Most of her focus is instead on maintaining any battlefield control she can for their forces as she tries to create spaces for their soldiers to move through, destroy any defensive-looking spots for the enemy, and just being as much of a menace to the enemy forces as she can by controling various parts of the landscape, never focusing on any one spot, jumping from one spot to another so they can't concentrate on stopping her, just at best reducing her impact.

[23:14] <Merc-zzz> roll 3/2*20d6 Chain Lightning
[23:14] <Penuche> Merc-zzz invokes Penuche's magic: < 67 > [d6=2,4,2,4,5,2,4,4,2,3,3,4,3,3,6,5,2,3,4,2]

Reflex save, DC 26 for half. Hits 26 secondary targets for half damage of the main target.

[23:14] <Merc-zzz> roll d20+8+8 anarch
[23:14] <Penuche> Merc-zzz invokes Penuche's magic: < 33 > [d20=17]

[Yuthirin]

Wet socks are super malleable.

Tryll focuses on coordinating the army; with the ability to communicate at the speed of thought, this is a far better use of his time than potentially wasting energy with failed castings. Especially with everything going so well. He darts back and forth across the group, sweeping by along with Calleigh as he constantly relays orders from Jaela and refreshes intelligence.

Still, he keeps a metaphysical eye out for stragglers attempting to breach the lines.

[Merc]

Don't judge Dune and his socks. You don't know what fungal issues might lie there.

[Corwin]

"Can you feel where other Anarchs are?" Jaela asks Ithea, though the question is certainly loud enough others knowledgeable might comment on it. "The frogs and the gith, maybe even a stray eladrin? If we're just maintaining parity now, hooking up with allied Anarchs or beelining straight for the enemy ones sounds more and more like a great idea whose time has come."

[Nephrite]

Moore attempts to blend his natural ability to motivate others into Ithea and Baleruk's control of this place, augmenting that with his own ability.

Effectively, I'm using Song of Fortune to try and bolster the anarch powers. It's for skill checks, but it's more for thematic purposes than anything so I figured I'd at least try. along with that, Moore is trying to use his anarch powers to blend in and aid those of Baleruk and Ithea.

[10:27] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+9
[10:27] <Kobot> Nephrite rolled 1d20+9 --> [ 1d20=18 ]{27}

[Merc]

"I'll try to see if I can pinpoint them, but it may not be doable with all the chaos and conflicting changes," Ithea warns Jaela. "But hey, could always get lucky..."

Do I need to roll anything for this?

[Anastasia]

Tryll feels a presence brush against his mind. It is vast and warm, like sunshine on a summer's day. There is a desire to make contact with his mind, to be accepted or declined as he wishes.

You can, though you're out of actions so the results will be delayed. Make another Wis check, Ithea.

Going to resolve these then do the next big post.

[Merc]

I'll hold on rolling until next set of actions then. If you need it now, someone else will have to roll for me.

[Anastasia]

It can wait then, pending Tryll's response.

[Yuthirin]

Talking is a free action! Telepathy should be an immediate action!

Tryll makes contact with the warm sun!