Now where am I?! (Moore)

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d100
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 21 > [d100=21]
> roll 1d100 combo
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 3 > [d100=3]

The two of you hurry across and to the stairs. As you run up, snakes! Snakes everywhere, appearing around you and Ilsenine. Dozens of snakes, hissing and creeping around.

[Nephrite]

Moore will ignore them and keep going!

"Just keep moving straight for now, we don't have time to stop!" Moore shouts.

He will just turn invisible again.

[Anastasia]

"Right!" Ilsenine says, sounding normal again.

> roll 1d100
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 63 > [d100=63]
> roll 1d4 who
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 3 > [d4=3]
> roll 1d4 who
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 2 > [d4=2]

You have mind blank, right?

[Nephrite]

I do, yes.

[Anastasia]

The two of you race along, back to the room you cane in here from. As you do...

> roll 1d100
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 53 > [d100=53]

"Moore, this way," It's from Ilsenine, but it has a familiar voice - your voice.

[Nephrite]

Oh no.

He knows exactly what's going on here -- he simply makes as deep an affirmative noise as he can.

[Anastasia]

It comes out much girlier than it should, yes.

"Out, out, out!" Ilsenine cries in your voice, "To the window!"

[Nephrite]

He reappears and goes to the window -- he can fit through without too much trouble but... well, hopefully she turns small enough!

[Anastasia]

Make an Escape Artist check, Moore.

> roll 1d100 luck check Ilsenine, lower the better for size
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 86 > [d100=86]

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 33

[Anastasia]

You pop right through, but you hear a dull thud behind you. "Damn!" Ilsenine says, voice rough and masculine.

> roll 1d100 luck check Ilsenine, lower the better for size
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 19 > [d100=19]
> roll 1d100 wild magic
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 62 > [d100=62]

This time Ilsenine turns visible and pops out, her normal form for a moment. All of her magic items are also glowing brightly, but she makes it out. The keep is beginning to glow and twist, warping like hot taffy drizzled about.

[Nephrite]

Moore will take her hand and move away from the keep!

[Anastasia]

His hand, her hand, its hand. It's variable as the two of you flee, the keep twisting several times until popping like a soap bubble. It's gone afterwards, not a speck of it left as the two of you flee away.

[Nephrite]

Now that they're safely away from the crazy wild magic, Moore takes a moment to figure out what's going on!

Improvisation and then Spellcraft for 62. He's trying to analyze all the magic affecting them both.

[Anastasia]

The magic's gone - fading away. It was pure, uncontrolled and chaotic wild magic. Not caused by a spell, either, but pure anarchic power.