Refugees (Moore)

[Nephrite]

He's trying Greater Plane Shift again. I should probably look up what the aurora gates can do at some point.

[Anastasia]

At will Gate, as the spell.

[Nephrite]

Oh, then in that case yes, let's go with the free version.

[Anastasia]

You appear in darkness.

The bleeding rift above is still in the sky, kept sealed for now.

The air is thick, heavy, miserable. Befouled, the land lightly quivering as if in the throes of torment.

From here you can see the rift, far away and glowing with the same infernal red light.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 on Spot for 46, can we see Jaela from here or anything noteworthy that might indicate which direction we need to go besides back east?

[Anastasia]

Looking carefully, you can see a thick fog lingering over the surface of the rift, obscuring sight.

[Nephrite]

Moore points. "That way, let's go." He says as speedy magic wraps around everyone again!

Refreshing Haste on everyone so we move fast!

[Anastasia]

"Forward!" Moonlight agrees, as the four of you go.

Movement speed, Moore. Will matter here.

[Nephrite]

90 ft/fly (good), assuming double move it's 180

[Anastasia]

We're going round by round now, so expect a short delay after this post for the others to catch up.

You quickly fly about half of the way there, covering the ground. It's then that Lifasa screams. There's no other word for it. The scream rips through your head like liquid-hot agony, making you fall to the ground in a barely aware heap.

[Nephrite]

Gah!

Moore tumbles to the ground and clutches at his head as he slowly regains his senses.

This is like what happened on Benfal, but without Cantasa Alexadria to fix it... ugh.

Take 10 (if possible) on K:P for 59 for any way that we might be able to do about this or lessen its impact on us since we can't have that happening when we're trying to get the hell (heh) out.

[Anastasia]

Due to the pain you're in, taking 10 isn't viable. Roll the check, please.

[Nephrite]

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+49 : 10 + 49, total 59[/blockquote]

[Anastasia]

To wound the land like this, so violently now. Only the coming of a massively powerful outsider could make Lifasa hurt like that.

[Nephrite]

"Shit." Moore mutters.

'Tepen, Bel or something worse is coming. We need a contingency in case we can't get out of here on our own and we need it fast.' He sends.

He struggles to get back up and continue on with the others.