The Archive (Jaela)

[Anastasia]

It's augmented wall of force. Not only does it have the normal wall of force properties, but it stops disintegration as well.

[Corwin]

Jaela decides to try her hand at Superb Dispelling!

[Anastasia]

The wall dissolves under your spell, revealing the way ahead.

Sage Vul'lath nods dourly, "That will do, Jaela."

[Corwin]

"It's my specialty," Jaela agrees, heading up. "Though you know, I've been trying to develop my more artistic side? Painting, writing, that sort of thing? I've been thinking I should maybe bug Afina for some proper tools for that, but then she'd give me this look, you know the look, the 'how does this help us kill devils' look and I'll just be standing there awkwardly while she seems disappointed."

[Anastasia]

"You'd think she'd do that?" Moonlight asks.

In the meantime, you find the fourth floor to be much like the other floors. Back to books, nothing immediately awry here.

[Corwin]

"She'll help, of course, but yeah probably," Jaela responds, nodding. "So! Hobbies! I shared mine." She picks a random book to leaf through while waiting on an answer.

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d100 Rei
<Rei-chan> THECOLDFINALXORNOFFSEASON rolled : 1d100 Rei --> [ 1d100=1 ]{1}

The book is titled Devilslaying.

How fortunate?

[Corwin]

Jaela devours its secrets!

[Anastasia]

Int check, +2 circumstance bonus.

[Corwin]

19:17 <Tohsaka> roll 1d20+8+2
19:17 <Rei-chan> Tohsaka rolled : 1d20+8+2 --> [ 1d20=19 ]{29}

[Anastasia]

It's all fundamentals through a demon perspective. Often perverse and cruel, it nonetheless has effective knowledge. You lose track of things as you walk and read, nodding along to a point about searing flames versus electricity on devils.

"Trouble," Moonlight murmurs, stirring you from your reverie.

[Corwin]

Electricity would be clearly better-- "Hmm?" Jaela looks up, but that is purely for show as her blindsight fills her in on everything around her.

[Anastasia]

Ahead is a tall creature clad entirely in iron armor. All you can see are burning red eyes, the man easily taller than Hanna. He has a huge, wicked looking cudgel in hand.

'Come with me.' His voice overpowers your mind, like someone screaming right into your ears. 'You will all follow.'

[Corwin]

"We're busy. Keep going, tin man."

[Anastasia]

"Yes. Or take your best swing," Sage Vul'lath smiles, all chilliness and wintry amusement. "The guardians of this place will have much to say about it."

The figure takes a step forward and glares at all of you, 'Come with me. NOW.'