Contact

[Nephrite]

Slowest is Jetina, at 30.

Let me see if Moore can get a Haste off.

[21:14] <Nephrite> roll 1d100 spell failure
[21:15] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 80 > [d100=80]

Just kidding, that is now 60 for a few minutes.

[Anastasia]

That helps. d100.

[Nephrite]

[21:19] <Nephrite> roll 1d100
[21:19] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 65 > [d100=65]

[Anastasia]

You fly back - and as you go, you see that the snow is now a dull, dark gray color. It's falling in heavier clumps, little clusters of it seeming to form together. The breeze smells of blood and death, of the foul scents of a charnel house.

[Nephrite]

Moore uses the stone again as he proceeds forward.

'Xandra, we're back to the outskirts of the blizzard. We're heading towards you.'

[Anastasia]

You get no response.

[Nephrite]

"I can't reach her, something may be blocking communication." He says as he continues forward.

They haven't been gone that long...

[Anastasia]

Destruction.

The battle rages on, the darkness ahead remaining and...

Question I should've asked last post but I just didn't think of it. Still mimicking being LE?

[Nephrite]

Correct.

Moore does his best to look around for any sign of Xandra -- or where she may have... ah!

If he doesn't see any immediate signs of her, he'll use his ability to cast Hindsight, which should catch her since she's not protected from divinations or anything to see where she went / what happened.

[Anastasia]

Perception here and then I'll describe.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 77.

[Anastasia]

You can see the war still raging within - and that's not all. Amid it all is Xandra, about 50ft ahead and battling desperately against what appears to be a marilith, one blade against many. Yet all of that? All of that is nothing.

For atop the library, visible despite the darkness and snow, impossible to miss. It is a goat like humanoid, dozens of feet tall and yet so grossly fat as to be as wide as it is tall. Dull brown-purple skin is stretched too far under its bulk, flesh rotting before your eyes. It is dying and yet alive, a putrid thing your mind instinctively reels from. It holds a heavy rod with a skull top like a mace, glowing with its own demonic light. The scent of rot, of filth, of carrion all slam into you like a physical blow. As you reel from that, you see it has a head that is dead and fleshless, two great white tusks coming from its jaw, maw full of rotten, blackened teeth.

Immediate Will saves, bypasses the normal protections for such things. K:R if you're curious who that is.

[Nephrite]

[22:04] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+66 will, Moore
[22:04] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 72 > [d20=6]
[22:04] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+39+16 Jetina
[22:04] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 56 > [d20=1]


Take 10 for 94, but my guess is Orcus.

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+35 Kaja
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 51 > [d20=16]

Jetina looks on...and goes still, limp. Her mouth opens as if to scream, but no words come out.

Kaja shudders and shudders, shaking hideously as if he's having a seizure.

Act. I suggest you use it wisely.

Also yes, that is Orcus.

[Nephrite]

This may be a semantics question, but can I tell it's Orcus or an avatar? Does that ultimately matter? Not really, just curious on this one.