Io's Labyrinth

[Nephrite]

This is a place where all sorts of impossible things become possible -- this isn't the worst pain he's experienced, and he won't suffer the pain of failure again!

No time like the present to try and go beyond what is possible!

[Anastasia]

Wis check.

[Nephrite]

[14:40] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+25 (using +15 GI points)
[14:40] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 43 > [d20=18]

[Anastasia]

Okay, the big question: How exactly are you trying to affect it?

[Nephrite]

Think of it like this, he's trying to effectively contain it into one area, which is basically like trapping its multi-spatial-ness into one part of the room, if that makes sense.

To think of it another way, he's trying to instill the will of "taking up space" onto it, rather than allowing it to freely exist everywhere. Sort of like forming a big cup around free-flowing water.

[Anastasia]

It gathers more, already flattened. It seems to be right before all of you, a thing that is not a thing, a thing that is twisting within a small space now.

2 points of Constitution damage, Moore.

It seems contained, trapped as suddenly it roars and...

Will, Alicia, Amaryl, Oberuth and Moore.

[Ebiris]

[19:55] <@Ebiris> roll 1d20+65 will mettle
[19:56] <Penuche> Ebiris invokes Penuche's magic: < 77 > [d20=12]

[Nephrite]

[14:56] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+60 will
[14:56] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 64 > [d20=4]

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+41 Amaryl
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 57 > [d20=16]
> roll 1d20+42 Oberuth
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 57 > [d20=15]

Yet whatever is to happen does not, the four resisting a strange feeling -  kept at bay, held by the thing that is not at hing held in, flattened and contained.

Seira.

[Corwin]

No twisting. No writhing. If you're going to take something from the Far Realm and turn it into a cute girl, you might as well do it right! So Seira makes the attempt. A healthy mind in a healthy body, and perhaps an uptick in sanity once that body is no longer an ever-shifting nightmare.

22:09 <CC> roll 1d20+11+2+2+15+16
22:09 <Penuche> CC invokes Penuche's magic: < 66 > [d20=20]

+2 from Good Hope, +2 from DvR, +15 from Moore's aura, +16 GI points

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+20
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 29 > [d20=9]

With the thing already bound, flattened, restrained? Seira can pour her will on it, smothering it like drowning a man held down. The thing twists, writhes - and before you is a vaguely female shaped thing, invisible and yet known, forgotten and yet lost.

It eyes all of you with eyes that are not eyes, watching, unmoving now. Wounds that bleed nothing at all pepper its body, like tears in a fine tablecloth.

"Wise," Io says, "For it is still a thing of this Creation, no matter how I tried to mimic the Beyond. I used concepts we understand because it is from our Creation. It is still a thing of the Weave, a thing of Creation. It is not beyond our grasp."

Free act.

[Corwin]

"Why anathemic knowledge, though?" Seira asks, trying to see whether the stabilization process can be taken further and without all those surely painful wounds.

[Anastasia]

Jetina is at Moore's side in an instant, "Moore?" she asks, waiting.

"A good question," Amaryl murmurs, "Is it safe now?"

[Ebiris]

Alicia just stares back at the female-shaped void.

Seira can sort this out, she made it after all.

[Nephrite]

"I'll be okay." Moore says as he hits himself with a good old-fashioned heal spell!

He clears his throat and looks to the creature. "Uh... hello? Is that even appropriate...?" He asks.