Finding Calley

[Anastasia]

Upstairs. Here is a nicer place, decorated and rich. Amid crystal chandeliers and engraved doors, one door is visibly ajar, a bloodstain on the floor next to it.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 74 on Spellcraft, can I tell if there's any sort of teleportation block or anything?

[Anastasia]

There is not.

[Nephrite]

I forget, is Greater Blink a spell that I'm able to cast and be functional? Really looking for the phasing part moreso than anything.

[Anastasia]

Do you mean yourself or the spell being functional?

[Nephrite]

Both, really. Idea is he wants to go through the wall rather than the door.

Also, is the door actually large enough to have allowed a pit fiend through?

[Anastasia]

The door is large enough.

Blink relies on the Prime as I recall, and you're on Fire.

[Nephrite]

Right, okay.

"Well, this is the most obvious trap I've ever seen in my life." Moore says. He takes a breath.

"So let's see what they're hiding." He flies over and taps the nearby wall!

Greater Stone shape, he's literally just going to open a giant hole in the wall with it instead of going through the door. Surprise!

[Anastasia]

How big a hole? This might matter.

[Nephrite]

Let's call it 30 ft so there's plenty of room to move out of the way of whatever dumb shit they're going to throw at us.

[Anastasia]

Ahead lies a ball room. The floor is wood, polished and beautiful. Windows in the wall show burning vistas, like the horizons of Fire. Not a drop of blood is on it as Nasir slowly claps, "Moore!" he calls in greeting, "You and yours are as formidable as I heard. Mighty are the forces of Aurora." 180ft ahead and 15ft to the left they sit - the four of them, all on thrones of black stone. They await, untouched, unwounded and patient.  Nasir sits up straight, at attention and solemn. Ebrek glares at you from his throne, claws drumming on the armrest. The human's head is bowed, hidden from your gaze by the angle. The disfigured woman stares at you unblinkingly, leaning forward form her throne.

"Mighty enough to draw me forth," Ebrek vows, a clawed hand curling into a fist. "Be honored, you are the first to draw me from the glories of Nessus in ages. I will inscribe this singular honor in your tombstones."

In a whisper that carries, the human adds, "Powerful enough to invoke the ancient rites, powerful enough to call me forth in aid as I promised so long ago."

"Mighty enough for the Grand Sultan to order me to slay you," Nasir stands. "Ah, there's no need for further words, are there? You won't surrender, you won't stop. Not you, you're a fanatic."

[Nephrite]

To be clear, here, since I'm kind of mushy-headed today, is this a new addition? Or is it just Nasir, lady, Ebrek and creepy guy?

[Anastasia]

It's just them, yes. They don't have the worm with them anymore.

[Nephrite]

Okay, just making sure we didn't suddenly have a new person to deal with here.

"Aurora has nothing to do with this, first of all. Second, fanatic... no, that part I'm afraid I will have to disagree with you on." Moore says. "I don't do this because of fanaticism, or for glory or for anything. I do it because it's the right thing to do -- something you and your perverted ideas would never be able to understand. You're right, there's no need for further words -- you're all going to be stopped here today, and shown exactly why Taelfagn fell too!"

[Anastasia]

"It's a bonus that the right thing to do ends with all of you dead," Kaja says, rather brightly. "You're monsters to the last."

"There's no need for anything else," Cresiel agrees, "Let's settle this."

Okay. That means it is time for init.