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[Anastasia]

Jetina doesn't stop pacing, "But it ... oh never mind," she goes to sit and takes the cards, "Do you know any card games, Moore?"

[Nephrite]

"I know a few." Moore says. "It usually depends on the plane you're on for some of them, though... slightly different rules and all that. I can teach you a few."

[Anastasia]

It is at that moment that a smooth, genderless voice intones, "Two miles southwest past Salovar Cape, aim for Sixth Eye Rock. The plane is Hades, you must rescue Foniar and his four companions. They were attacking Dimtrees, a known dao outpost for contacts with certain lower planar elements. Dimtrees is 2 miles northeast from Sixth Eye Rock. Good luck."

[Nephrite]

"Looks like we've been summoned" Moore says. He gestures once to transport all of them!

Greater Plane Shift. to Sixth Eye Rock to be clear, since it sounds like Dimtrees is warded.

It is also now that I realize I totally should've prepped by having some Phantom Steeds cast. I am very stupid. Oh well.

[Anastasia]

Gray.

All is bleak and gray. The sky is a hazy overcast with no sun or moon, no stars. Only gray as far as you can see. Dead, shadowy olive trees can be seen, like skeletons rising up from the ground. Boulders are scattered here, like tossed about jacks forgotten by a bored child. The one near you has eyes carved into it, seeming so real as to almost appear as flesh.

Faraway screams can be heard, along with the crack-sizzle of flames. Just audible, heard and yet indistinct.

"Forward," Cresiel begins, as the miasma of gray around you thickens, fog spreading. Fog is springing up everywhere, spreading all about.

[Nephrite]

Moore gestures to make them just a bit faster!

Haste, CL31, 31 rounds of +30 movement for everyone. We're just going to have to fly that way as fast as we can.

[Anastasia]

Kaja grins as the party begins to move - and the fog spreads, visibility dropping as...

Fort all. Disease immunity excuses you from the save.

[Nephrite]

[22:38] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+45 Moore, mettle
[22:38] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 48 > [d20=3]
[22:39] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+40 Jetina, mettle
[22:39] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 59 > [d20=19]
[22:39] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+38 Xandra
[22:39] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 47 > [d20=9]

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+27 mettle Cresiel
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 35 > [d20=8]
> roll 1d20+29 Kaja
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 39 > [d20=10]

The mists spread, visibility plunging to perhaps 50ft in any direction at most. It's hot here and yet the mist is chilly, rising up and cloaking everything in gray.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 on K:P (if appropriate) for 91, is this just A Thing on Hades or something else? Anything I can do about it?

[Anastasia]

Gray fog is normally a thing on the second layer of Hades, not the first. It's also not this concealing - whatever this is, it isn't natural.

Perhaps a strong wind could disperse it?

[Nephrite]

"Xandra, could you try and disperse this with something?" Moore asks.

Xandra will use Gust of Wind, which is a line that emanates out from her. She'll just try and push it all forward and away from the group with it.

[Anastasia]

The fog is blown away, at least for the moment, revealing the barren path ahead.

[Nephrite]

"Let's hurry. I think teleportation magic is out, so we'll just have to make it by running and flying." Moore says, moving ahead.

[Anastasia]

Okay, movement speeds here for all and are you all going fast as, or keeping line with the slowes tor what?