Relief

[Anastasia]

Another blast. Another stairway. Another metal slab barrier at the bottom.

[Nephrite]

Moore huffs.

"If we run into another one, I'll let you handle it." Moore says as another Divine Blast removes this barrier as well.

I've used 6 so far, for my own notekeeping. I have... 23? left.

[Anastasia]

It's the exact same setup - down to the same being in the same outfit.

"You're late," he notes, "Not very fast, are you?"

[Nephrite]

Moore will move to just proceed on and past - knowing this is a simulacrum - or something similar - he has no concern or reason to even speak to this being.

[Anastasia]

As you do it rises to challenge you, "Really now, I'm not going to let you ignore me without a tussle," he declares. "You're not that boring, are you?"

[Nephrite]

"I don't care what you want, I admit." Moore says. "But by all means, cast a spell on me from your snowy self."

He's still flying to go past, even with this!

[Anastasia]

Init. You have Supreme so go first.

[Nephrite]

[21:45] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+23+26 init Cresiel
[21:45] <Kobot> Nephrite rolled 1d20+23+26 init Cresiel --> [ 1d20=19 ]{68}
[21:45] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+11+26 init Xandra
[21:45] <Kobot> Nephrite rolled 1d20+11+26 init Xandra --> [ 1d20=10 ]{47}
[21:45] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+38+26 init sylvie
[21:45] <Kobot> Nephrite rolled 1d20+38+26 init sylvie --> [ 1d20=4 ]{68}

Moore simply flies on along and past, towards the end of the room / hallway.

'We'll see if he can actually do anything through these false selves, I suppose.' He says to the others.

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+23
<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d20+23 --> [ 1d20=16 ]{39}

> roll 1d20 will do the math if this is low, inspiration spent to + attack
<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d20 will do the math if this is low, inspiration spent to + attack --> [ 1d20=2 ]{2}

Glancing Sylvie's bonuses insure a hit and damage isn't terribly relevant here.

Sylvie and Cresiel are next - and Sylvie pauses to smash his face, a single blow that reduces it to snow and ice.

"Cold to the touch," Sylvie notes dispassionately, "They aren't built to endure serious force or combat. Someone's specialized in simulacrums. I may have to pick his mind about this afterwards."

[Nephrite]

"Hm. You know, I have to wonder if we're in an illusion." Moore says. "I can't detect the magic, and if that's the case I don't know how we'd know if we were."

[Anastasia]

"A sufficiently powerful illusionist," Xandra murmurs, "One strong enough to fool even our senses?"

"It's not impossible," Sylvie says, "The problem of true seeing along with the limitations of illusions is something any dedicated archmage illusionist works against." She slips into a lecture, gesturing with a single pointed finger. "One who has reached the pinnacles of talent could fool anyone if they can suppress their magic to see past or understand the illusions."

[Nephrite]

"I suppose we could test the theory by going back?" He asks. "Or... instead of proceeding down by going forward, I could try and make us another way?" He gestures towards the floor. "I'm open to options."

[Anastasia]

"Try something," Sylvie agrees. "Xandra?"

"I don't see misfortune," Xandra responds, "Act as you will."

[Nephrite]

Moore turns to one of the walls and sends a Divine Blast at it!

[22:41] <Nephrite> roll 29d12
[22:41] <Kobot> Nephrite rolled 29d12 --> [ 29d12=222 ]{222}

If it's needed.

[Anastasia]

You bore right through the wall, a tunnel made by the blast.