Limping return

[Nephrite]

"Not today!" Moore shouts.

it's 37, but Moore has a 1/day immediate action he can use to give someone +5 on any attack/AC/save/whatever, so he's using that here because I'm not dealing with that shit right now. >:(

So that puts her at 42 for the sake of this.

[Anastasia]

It's going right at Xandra - but your call is just enough. Her wings kick just enough to avoid it, the shot missing as she soars up. THERE! Another 90 degree turn and a dead end past it - the turn is 200ft away and the dead end is 210ft away.

"Thank you. Haste!" she cries, "For speed."

[Nephrite]

Oh god could he have cast that this entire time???? I thought he lost all his spells :(

Moore casts it immediately!

[Anastasia]

Well, he lost the 30 highest level spells per day/spell slots each set of casting he has. If this leaves enough to cast haste, he can.

[Nephrite]

Yes. I thought he was casting as a bard at level 2... you can see the confusion. Aaaaaaa.

Anyway yes he has the ability to cast Haste, so Xandra and himself gain +30 movement speed.

[Anastasia]

The burst of speed is just enough. Xandra jets up and goes for the turn, momentarily out speeding the child of Jormugandr, a second blast missing as frigid winds whip you, the iced over tunnel a blur as...

Acrobatics.

[Nephrite]

Assuming just her since Moore is holding on.

[22:26] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+41+13
[22:26] <Penuche2> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 67 > [d20=13]

[Anastasia]

A perfect turn lets Xandra lose no speed at all, kicking off a wall and zipping on. Here the tunnel stretches on - but as it does, cracks and gaps burst open. Flows of frozen lava begin to ooze out ahead, faster and faster, starting to gather. They currently start 50ft away and stretch on about to about 250ft away.

"A real chase! I'll start trying now," The child calls back, "No one's ever escaped me when I try!"

[Nephrite]

"Hold on, hold on! Time out!" Moore shouts, turning around and making a T with his hands. "Time out! Can you at least promise if we do manage to keep up and escape you, you'll show us to your father?"

[Anastasia]

Xandra keeps flying, closer as the child just laughs, "Talk if you survive! Do the impossible and then talk all you want," the child of Jormugandr calls back, forked tongue flicking in the air and hissing afterwards.

"HOLD ON!" Xandra cries as she reaches the lava, as the frozen lava begins to lash up and speed up, going from an ooze to a gush.

Ref save for Xandra.

[Nephrite]

[22:39] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+35+12 Xandra
[22:39] <Penuche2> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 56 > [d20=9]

Moore will use his Time Stop boots as a swift if things look to be really bad, as an fyi.

[Anastasia]

Yet Xandra is just fast enough to avoid the first several bursts, weaving amid and around them before they can go. Halfway through - and at the end the lava rapidly forms into a glowing blue head, matching the head of the Child of Jormugandr. It leers and grins wickedly, maw opening wide and currently 100ft away. It's expanding rapidly, quickly starting to block the entire path forward, as behind you is the Child of Jormugandr itself. 100ft away and speeding up, trying to match Xandra's hasted speed. Blue light flickers everywhere, casting the icy passage in its radiance.

[Nephrite]

"Keep going!" Moore whispers. "If it looks like you won't make it, I've got a trick!"

Plan will be to give Xandra an extra move action first if she needs it to get through, and Boots if that doesn't work.

[Anastasia]

Xandra jets ahead - and the maw is closing - no way she makes it now. Not without help.

[Nephrite]

So a move action gets her 120 feet, would that be enough? If so, then GO!!!!!!!!