[13:30] <@Ebiris> Freshly gifted with zombie climbing shoes, the foursome surveys their chilly domain. Directly ahead lies a shallow slope down into an icy boulder filled field while on the left lies an ice wall which leads to a ledge above said boulder field. Past that and off to the right lie more twisting crevasses and ravines, with a stepped series of shelves each about ten feet high rise up out of the boulder field on its opposite side. And as always, the path of inglorious retreat lies behind, a dangerous slope down just stopping before a drop into one of those ever present crevasses in this two-tier icescape.
[13:37] <@Henrietta> "Well. Well. The dangerous slope, I think?" Henrietta suggests. "Even when we slip there, I think we should survive!"
[13:37] <@Lucie> "Onward and upward?" Lucie suggests. "I figure we're looking for someplace like to have a secluded cave, after all."
[13:38] <@Ebiris> "Yeah, just try not to crack your head on a boulder if you slide down," Liamae says, starting to pick her way carefully downwards...
[13:38] <@Ebiris> roll 1d20+2 acrobatics since this is more balance than climbing
[13:38] * +Hatbot --> "Ebiris rolls 1d20+2 acrobatics since this is more balance than climbing and gets 4." [1d20=2]
[13:39] <@Rudy> Rudy finds himself padding behind Liamae, once more questioning his reason for being here in minute detail.
[13:39] <@Lucie> roll 1d20+4 hatagility wait no I just jinxed it--
[13:39] <@Ebiris> But her warning proves prophetic as her legs slip out from under her and she tumbles arse over teakettle down the slope!
[13:39] * +Hatbot --> "Lucie rolls 1d20+4 hatagility wait no I just jinxed it-- and gets 21." [1d20=17]
[13:39] <@Ebiris> OOC: Lucie you float so it's pretty irrelevant to you
[13:40] <@Ebiris> roll 1d20+5 Liamae ref
[13:40] * +Hatbot --> "Ebiris rolls 1d20+5 Liamae ref and gets 6." [1d20=1]
[13:40] <@Ebiris> roll 2d6
[13:40] * +Hatbot --> "Ebiris rolls 2d6 and gets 8." [2d6=5, 3]
[13:40] <@Ebiris> Her wails grow more distant as she tumbles down and down before crashing headfirst into a large and jagged looking boulder!
[13:41] <@Ebiris> OOC: roll acrobatics Rudy, if you dare
[13:41] <@Rudy> "God, Liamae! Are you still alive?!" blurts out Rudy, pausing at glancing at the slope with new hesistance!
[13:42] * @Lucie floats down the slope to help the fallen sorceress to her feet.
[13:42] * @Henrietta shudders and casts false life before braving the still very much dangerous slope after Liamae!
[13:42] <@Ebiris> She very slowly gets up on her hands and knees, then hauls herself upwards rubbing at the goose egg on her head. "M'okay... been hurt worse..." she mumbles, not heard by Rudy so far behind but heard by Lucie who's come to her aid.
[13:42] <@Henrietta> roll 1d10+7
[13:42] * +Hatbot --> "Henrietta rolls 1d10+7 and gets 16." [1d10=9]
[13:43] <@Henrietta> roll 1d20+3 acrobatics
[13:43] * +Hatbot --> "Henrietta rolls 1d20+3 acrobatics and gets 19." [1d20=16]
[13:43] <@Lucie> "As have we all," Lucie agrees. "Least rocks don't fight back when you smack 'em."
[13:43] <@Rudy> She seems alright, and that means she can be healed, so Rudy begins treading lightly across the slope himself.
[13:43] <@Rudy> roll 1d20+11
[13:43] * +Hatbot --> "Rudy rolls 1d20+11 and gets 23." [1d20=12]
[13:43] <@Ebiris> Henrietta manages to keep her own feeting while still setting a decent pace until she reaches the bottom.
[13:44] <@Ebiris> Rudy likewise manages with some care to reach the bottom unscathed!
[13:47] <@Ebiris> "Y'know," Liamae says, slowly gathering her wits, "All these rocks... be good place for an ambush. See any more zombies while you were up there, Henri?"
[13:48] <@Lucie> "Why'd someone turn zombie just from dying of the cold anyway?" Lucie wonders. "Not like someone enchanted the corpse and just left it out there, right?"
[13:49] <@Henrietta> "Why would you suggest such horrible things?!"
[13:49] <@Ebiris> "Maybe he was cursed?" Liamae suggests, "Or had unfinished business? When it comes to undead you're more looking for reasons why not to rise."
[13:49] <@Rudy> "Maybe you can do it yourself? If you really want to, you can get up when you're dead?" suggests Rudy, amiably.
[13:50] * @Henrietta doesn't look cheered by that prospect.
[13:50] <@Lucie> "How about not mauling the folks you cared for in life?" Lucie suggests. "That sounds like a good reason not to rise up after death."
[13:51] <@Rudy> "Was that zombie someone you knew?"
[13:51] <@Ebiris> "Yeah, why would he care about any of us?" Liamae asks sensibly.
[13:53] <@Ebiris> "I mean, to him we're just shoe thieves."
[13:54] <@Lucie> "I'm just saying, you said like they were *everywhere."
[13:54] <@Rudy> "When I die, cremate me."
[13:54] <@Ebiris> "Try counting the number of zombies you've seen and then count the number of dead bodies you've seen... not counting ones you've just killed," Liamae retorts.
[13:55] <@Henrietta> "What if you return as an angry ghost, Rudy? You do not need a body for that!"
[13:56] <@Lucie> "So many things this job let me see I coulda gone through life not knowing," Lucie mutters.
[13:56] <@Rudy> "That's fine. If I'm an angry ghost, I'll look like myself, right? Except all transparent," replies Rudy, thoughtfully. "Beats zombiefication."
[13:58] <@Ebiris> "You'll probably look like Myra," Liamae chirps brightly. "Some Myra/Rudy fusion."
[13:58] <@Henrietta> "Please try not to die before me!"
[13:59] <@Rudy> Rudy shudders. "It'll probably be her. Except with my head."
[14:00] <@Lucie> "Hey, how about we all stop talking about horrible things and get moving?" Lucie suggests after being struck by this horrible image.
[14:00] <@Ebiris> "That's why she doesn't have a head!" Liamae gasps, "She's waiting!"
[14:01] <@Ebiris> Still at Lucie's interjection she shrugs and starts onwards, feet crunching through the snow and loose rock underfoot.
[14:06] <@Ebiris> It's a brisk walk amidst the boulders and ice shards, but thankfully no monsters lunge out to accost anyone, until at last the ground starts to rise up once more, looking like nothing less than a giant's staircase, uneven but mostly regular rock rising up ten or fifteen feet at a time onto wide ledges before going up again. There's six 'steps' it looks like, rising up.
[14:07] * @Henrietta takes the lead!
[14:10] <@Ebiris> OOC: climb check, then
[14:10] <@Henrietta> roll 1d20+4
[14:10] * +Hatbot --> "Henrietta rolls 1d20+4 and gets 9." [1d20=5]
[14:11] <@Ebiris> The steep wall of rock proves too much for Henrietta, barely able to find any handholds to even get off the ground! "Maybe someone who's good at climbing or can fly should go ahead and secure a rope for the rest of us?" Liamae suggests.
[14:13] <@Henrietta> "I used to know how to climb really well, too," Henrietta laments, recasting her flight spell and doing just that.
[14:15] <@Ebiris> This goes mostly without incident, a few gusts of wind almost knocking her off course but easily recovered from. But as she rises she sees something of note on the fourth 'step', there's a cave or rather a tunnel burrowing in and down, rather unusually smooth and circular as if made by something other than geological forces.
[14:17] * @Henrietta flies down at that, saying, "There is a cave! That someone dug out! I, umm, I think we should look into it first? I can still put a rope all the way up!"
[14:17] <@Rudy> "It's a cave! Therefore, we must go inside?"
[14:18] <@Ebiris> "Is it big enough for a dragon?" Liamae asks hopefully.
[14:18] <@Lucie> "Closest thing to reason you're going to find on this trip," Lucie says, resigned.
[14:18] <@Henrietta> "It is a cave someone made! So if there are terrible zombies or necromancers, they are clearly there! We cannot possibly leave them behind us!"
[14:19] * @Henrietta decides to grab Rudy and fly him right over to the opening.
[14:21] <@Ebiris> Assuming Rudy doesn't kick and scream and fall out of Henrietta's grasp to dash himself on the unforgiving rocks below, he sees a cave! It burrows down at a steep but not unreasonable angle, almost perfectly circular and showing a glassy sheen on its surfaces. It's about six feet in diameter.
[14:21] * @Henrietta continues flying the others over, before heading all the way to the top to secure a rope from there.
[14:22] <@Rudy> "We could slide down here! I think getting back up might be hard. Let's fling the rope down first?"
[14:23] <@Henrietta> "Or, well, you could send Myra there and look through her eyes?"
[14:25] <@Rudy> "I could do that," he agrees, after a moment. "Give me a minute." The lengthly process of summoning Myra occupies him for some time, but once that's done, he sends her careening down the chute!
[14:26] * @Lucie summons up her magical armor. For, you know, whenever the horrible thing they're about to disturb attacks them.
[14:28] <@Ebiris> Myra burbles affectionately before she's rudely dispatched down the chute, wailing as she plummets out of sight! It's probably a wail of excitement?
[14:28] <@Ebiris> OOC: what's the range at which she takes debuffs, Rudy?
[14:28] <@Rudy> OOC: 100ft
[14:29] <@Ebiris> OOC: are you looking through her eyes?
[14:29] <@Rudy> OOC: Yes
[14:29] <@Rudy> OOC: I was gonna wait a couple rounds, though
[14:30] <@Ebiris> Myra's noises recede from hearing and a bit later Rudy deigns to look through her eyes... and he sees Myra's legs and arms flailing before her field of vision as she careens at breakneck speed through the twisting and turning tunnel as if it was lined with grease!
[14:31] <@Lucie> "So how bad is it?" Lucie asks Rudy.
[14:33] <@Rudy> "It's a wild ride," he replies, switching off for a few moments before checking out Myra's progress.
[14:34] <@Ebiris> She's still at it, being thrown around and even looping around the tunnel's circumference as it twists wildly, descending deeper and deeper by the second!
[14:35] <@Rudy> Rudy decides to wait a whole minute before checking again!
[14:37] <@Ebiris> It looks much the same, his faithful minion hurtling into the bowels of the earth at terrific speed through all sorts of bumps and turns to keep her from ever getting used to it.
[14:39] <@Lucie> "...Still going?" Lucie asks.
[14:40] <@Rudy> "This is taking ages," he notes, shutting her out and staring balefully at the mountain. "All I'm gonna say is that there's gonna be some puking at the end."
[14:40] <@Ebiris> "How deep does it go?" Liamae asks, peering over the edge into the darkness.
[14:40] <@Lucie> "I hate to say this, but I could probably float down and back without sliding around at all," Lucie says. "If we lost our minds and absolutely had to know what was down there, I mean."
[14:41] <@Henrietta> "It is good someone can!" Henrietta voices. "Because I will probably run out of flight spells or sanity if I were to attempt it myself!"
[14:41] <@Rudy> "Really deep," replies Rudy. "I can't really tell just how, but..." He waits a few more minutes before peering through Myra's eyes yet again.
[14:43] <@Ebiris> Myra seems almost resigned by now, her legs crossed and her arms folded over her belly as her view continues to show the same maddening tunnel careening her along towards whatever awaits at the end of all this.
[14:46] <@Rudy> Rudy will wait about ten more before checking again! OOC: This has 7 rounds of duration, and I think I'm checking one round each time
[14:48] <@Ebiris> Ten minutes pass, some shivering and some bearing the cold with equaminity as everyone waits on the results of Myra's journey. But when Rudy goes to check? Wheeee! Myra has gone back to flailing madly as she slides up the side of the... slide, as it turns a sharp corner before diving down steeply and then evening out slightly to slalom from side to side, back and forth, back and forth... and still no end in sight!
[14:49] <@Henrietta> "Maybe we could start a nice fire?" Henrietta suggests as they wait.
[14:49] <@Ebiris> "Have any wood?" Liamae asks.
[14:50] <@Lucie> "Can't you just snap your fingers or something?" Lucie suggests.
[14:50] <@Ebiris> "Well yeah but those fires don't stick around," Liamae points out.
[14:50] <@Rudy> "I wonder if this ever ends?" wonders Rudy, huddling in his clothes. "Poor Myra."
[14:51] <@Henrietta> "Where can it possibly lead?"
[14:52] <@Rudy> "A mine?"
[14:52] <@Lucie> "More important question is what made it, right?" Lucie says.
[14:54] <@Henrietta> "Zombies! Because... because they can keep on working!"
[14:54] <@Ebiris> "Maybe some kind of rock-eating worm?" Liamae wonders.
[14:56] <@Lucie> "None of these answers are much of a comfort," Lucie says, before pointing out, "but I doubt zombies would do such clean work."
[14:57] <@Henrietta> "...skeletons?"
[14:57] <@Rudy> It will be about half an hour, now, before Rudy checks once more. "Still, it's an interesting idea. It oculd even be fun! For like, a couple minutes. Not an hour."
[15:00] <@Ebiris> Liamae covers her mouth to unsuccessfully hide a snicker. Meanwhile Rudy finds Myra... upside down? Oh shit she's in a loop and woah it's going down fast! Plummeting from that loop almost vertically she falls and falls and falls, the tunnel abruptly turning left so sharply she should have been left a smear on the wall but she's utterly unharmed (at least physically, those spastic jerks she's making don't look good for her mental state) as she veers off and then starts corkscrewing round and round and round...
[15:01] <@Henrietta> "Does she seem happy? Or... umm, really vengeful?" Henrietta asks hesitantly.
[15:02] <@Lucie> "How can any tunnel be this long?" Lucie wonders. "Maybe there's some magic at work with this thing to make it never end?"
[15:03] * @Henrietta casts Detect Magic to take a look.
[15:04] <@Rudy> "Um. I think we'd be having words. If, you know, she was here."
[15:05] <@Henrietta> "I am so sorry! So terribly sorry!"
[15:05] <@Ebiris> There's magic on her allies or their possessions as probably expected, and there's also some magic on the tunnel's lining!
[15:05] <@Henrietta> roll 1d20+11
[15:05] * +Hatbot --> "Henrietta rolls 1d20+11 and gets 31." [1d20=20]
[15:06] <@Ebiris> It's a variant on the grease spell to make a surface slippery, and it's been made permanent.
[15:07] <@Henrietta> "Well, umm, the only magic makes it slippery?" she tells Lucie with a frown. "Someone really, really invested in this insensical thing out in the middle of nowhere. It must have been a wizard."
[15:08] <@Lucie> "So Rudy, how long can you keep in contact with her anyway?" Lucie wonders. "What if she slides too far away or something?"
[15:09] <@Rudy> "Ten thousand feet, I think?" replies Rudy. "So a few miles, though she'll be pretty weak if she's that far away."
[15:10] <@Ebiris> "Can you tell how far away she is now?" Liamae asks.
[15:13] <@Rudy> "Not really," replies Rudy, shaking his head. "She can't contact me, either."
[15:15] <@Rudy> OOC: I'l wait another half-hour, then check again
[15:19] <@Ebiris> Half an hour passes on the exposed mountain, a chilly fog starting to creep in and limit vision all around before Rudy checks in on Myra once again. She's struggling, clawing and scrabbling madly at the sides of the tunnels but doing nothing to arrest her momentum as she hurtles down a shallow slope at terrific speed!
[15:20] <@Lucie> "This is well past the point of absurdity," Lucie announces in frustration. "It has to end SOMEWHERE."
[15:21] <@Ebiris> "Maybe it's a long loop?" Liamae wonders. "Just going around and around forever..."
[15:22] <@Henrietta> "I think we should go," Henrietta voices, rubbing her hands together. "We have a rope! It leads to the top!"
[15:23] <@Lucie> "I could check," Lucie grudgingly reminds the group, adding, "if we really care," in the tones of someone who assuredly does not and hopes her apathy is shared.
[15:23] <@Rudy> Rudy shakes his head, and quickly waves his hand to dismiss Myra, and thus spare her more suffering. "Right. Right! Let's go! My back's getting all stiff, too!"
[15:24] * @Henrietta starts climbing up!
[15:26] <@Ebiris> Sending Myra back to the safety of her own hell-dimension, the group climbs up the ropes Henrietta thoughtfully left for them. Ascending to the last 'step' visibility is at a minimum, the freezing fog fading everything into white within a dozen feet. There seems to be a snowy incline gently heading up from what little can be seen, and remembered from earlier atop the last tall vantage before the fog came in.
[15:30] <@Henrietta> "You know," Henrietta says here, pausing, "I cannot for the life of me see a path for us that does not end in horrible death. Anyone else?"
[15:30] <@Ebiris> "Well I can't see any path, 'cause of the fog," Liamae says.
[15:32] <@Rudy> "Yeah, seriously, should we give up on the mountain?" asks Rudy, a moment later. "It's not gonna get easier."
[15:32] <@Lucie> "Can't always be covered in fog, can it?" Lucie says. "We could just make camp until it clears."
[15:32] <@Henrietta> "Next spring?"
[15:35] <@Lucie> "Well, we try and wait it out, or we tread back a ways, right? I don't see much else for options, past the mystery tunnel."
[15:36] * @Henrietta shudders at the mention of that tunnel. "I think I will pitch my tent here, then."
[15:38] <@Ebiris> "I dunno, we're pretty exposed here," Liamae points out, "One good snowdrift and we'd be knocked back down those steps in our sleep, tent and all."
[15:39] <@Henrietta> "Is there a better way to avoid horrible death?"
[15:39] <@Lucie> "Take shelter next to the next highest step?"
[15:41] <@Ebiris> "That or go back to the cave we camped at last night," Liamae says.
[15:42] <@Lucie> "We do that and we got nowhere at all today!" Lucie protests.
[15:42] <@Henrietta> "We could try climbing down and hoping Lucie's plan works," Henrietta says, deciding to follow it.
[15:43] <@Ebiris> "Well, alright," Liamae shrugs, following along with the group and helping to set up the tent down a level.
[15:44] <@Ebiris> OOC: fort saves for those not cold resistant, +2 for cold weather gear
[15:44] <@Lucie> roll 1d20+8+2 we all got cold weather clothes now, at least?
[15:44] * +Hatbot --> "Lucie rolls 1d20+8+2 we all got cold weather clothes now, at least? and gets 16." [1d20=6]
[15:45] <@Rudy> roll 1d20+7
[15:45] * +Hatbot --> "Rudy rolls 1d20+7 and gets 20." [1d20=13]
[15:47] <@Ebiris> It's chilly, the mist not helping even if it's probably not as bad as snow, but everyone bears the cold as best they can while getting some degree of shelter set up and then hunkering down under the fragile security of canvas. It's still fairly light out, mist or no, likely not even midday yet.
[15:56] <@Ebiris> It's rather claustraphobic in a tent with three other people, and with nothing to occupy the body or mind stress steadily begins to wear on everyone as the hours pass, no sign of any abatement in the fog that's decended upon the mountain. Time ticks by with nothing to intrude upon boredom and isolation until darkness begins its steady and inexorable shrouding of the land...
[15:58] * @Henrietta just tries her best to sleep and rest up.
[15:58] <@Ebiris> OOC: anyone keeping watch?
[15:59] <@Lucie> OOC: I guess I will!
[15:59] <@Ebiris> OOC: then you can roll a very special fort save~
[16:00] <@Lucie> roll 1d20+8 OH GREAT
[16:00] * +Hatbot --> "Lucie rolls 1d20+8 OH GREAT and gets 21." [1d20=13]
[16:02] <@Ebiris> Lucie's cold and miserable sitting outside keeping watch of the surrounding six feet she can actually see before the fog whites everything out, while no doubt those other three are having a grand old time inside their warm tent o' fun...
[16:04] <@Ebiris> OOC: is Lucie going to keep watch all night long?
[16:05] <@Lucie> OOC: no, then I'd be too wiped to do anything the next day. I'll be up as long as I can, but I still need to get a good night's sleep. Someone else should take over at some point, clearly!
[16:07] <@Ebiris> Night falls and it soon becomes too dark to even see the fog, with no light sources anywhere it's just a maddening sea of black as far as Lucie can see. She can't even see the tent now, as if the whole world has vanished, not even able to feel the rock under her floating feet to bring some semblance of reality. But she's very cold, and very tired, and very hungry. No doubt everyone else is inside safe and warm...
[16:08] <@Ebiris> OOC: will save, Lucie
[16:10] <@Lucie> roll 1d20+12 (I'm not 100% clear is my Cha-to-Wis-checks thing applies to will saves or just skills...but that'd be +7 if it applied)
[16:10] * +Hatbot --> "Lucie rolls 1d20+12 (I'm not 100% clear is my Cha-to-Wis-checks thing applies to will saves or just skills...but that'd be +7 if it applied) and gets 22." [1d20=10]
[16:12] <@Ebiris> OOC: carry on
[16:14] * @Lucie grumbles to herself and finally, when she can't really keep her eyes open anymore, climbs inside the tent and nudges someone (anyone) to take watch instead, before collapsing somewhere.
[16:16] <@Ebiris> roll 1d3
[16:16] * +Hatbot --> "Ebiris rolls 1d3 and gets 1." [1d3=1]
[16:16] <@Ebiris> Henrietta is rudely nudged awake!
[16:18] * @Henrietta stares incredulously at Lucie, before grim resignation forces her outside. At least with zero visibility she can't fail too badly.
[16:21] <@Ebiris> Stepping out onto the ridge, Henrietta arrives just in time to feel snowflakes fluttering down upon her face, the first harbingers of what might be to come? At least she's better able to endure the cold, but it's so very dark she wouldn't even be able to see her hand if held right in front of her face.
[16:23] * @Henrietta occupies herself by making snowballs, casting Light on them and tossing them a few feet aside.
[16:26] <@Ebiris> That at least provides some hazy light to see by through the mist and ever thickening snow, not that there's really much to see. Just a steadily building white-out under the pitch black sky. Minutes drag by like hours, or perhaps the reverse... it's hard to tell time, sitting out here keeping watch over nothing, if not for the periodic winking out of her light spells she'd have nothing to gauge it by, nothing to focus her mind upon...
[16:26] <@Ebiris> OOC: will save, Henri
[16:26] <@Henrietta> roll 1d20+8
[16:26] * +Hatbot --> "Henrietta rolls 1d20+8 and gets 9." [1d20=1]
[16:26] <@Ebiris> OOC: roll d100?
[16:26] <@Henrietta> roll 1d100
[16:26] * +Hatbot --> "Henrietta rolls 1d100 and gets 70." [1d100=70]
[16:33] * @Henrietta stands still, reaching out towards the heavens and then her body transforms into a massive tree with roses in bloom for its flowers.
[16:36] <@Ebiris> In defiance of Winter and altitude, a tall and proud tree rises out of the rock, leaves and flowers blooming as if it were a sunny spring day rather than darkest winter. For the rest in their tent, the night passes peacefully in slumber, even though all are tired and cranky when they wake up and start preparing for a new day. A thick layer of snow has blanketed their tent, increasing the oppressive crowded feeling, but for the first to stumble out into the dawn light, still snowy if a bit less foggy, they're treated to the incongruous sight of a large tree where before was little more than hardy shrubs.
[16:40] <@Rudy> Emerging from the tent, Rudy gawks at the treet for a few moments in utter disbelief. "Oi, Liamae! There's a tree here where there weren't none before!"
[16:42] <@Ebiris> "What?" she crawls out afterwards, her hair mussed up into a birds nest atop her head and rubbing her eyes while shivering in her blanket. "Where'd that come from? Lucie, weren't you on watch?" she murmurs sleepily.
[16:44] <@Lucie> "Don't expect me to stay on watch all night long, do you?" Lucie counters. "I got tired, went to bed and told someone else to finish out the night...I guess that was, uh, Henri, if it wasn't either of you. Speaking of...where's Henri?"
[16:45] <@Ebiris> "Henri?" Liamae blinks and looks around, cupping her mouth afterwards but then stopping and looking up at the snow piled high over the ledge above and wincing. "Where'd she go, then?"
[16:49] * @Lucie almost raises her voice to call out for their missing friend, but quickly thinks better of it, instead raising her hand and letting a burst of color fly free through the air. If she's around, that should let her know everyone's awake and ready to move on!
[16:49] <@Rudy> "Henri probably did this," points out Rudy. "It's covered in roses, right?"
[16:50] <@Ebiris> Casting a spell of her own and smoothing out her hair and her clothes, Liamae crawls out of the tent. "They are her trademark. But I didn't know she could summon trees... is it a message?"
[16:51] <@Lucie> "Maybe," Lucie allows, stepping close to sniff one of those flowers. "Thing is: why? Couldn't do it before, could she? Figure she would've mentioned it when we were, you know, sorting out how to grow a shield to stop the rock the sky.""
[16:51] <@Lucie> *from the sky
[16:52] <@Rudy> "Well, you know how learning new spells goes," replies Rudy. "You just sorta know them after a while, right?"