Knowledge shall lead the...

[Anastasia]

Guardians don't care about things from limited creatures, when they wish not to be. I get what you're saying but you're dealing with someone who can ignore the rules whenever they want, within the limitations given to them by the Incarnation. It would be worse without the crown, incidentally.

It also doesn't matter because of this next line.

Seira flows into position to flank, leaving the wolf trapped and the tarrasque bloodied again.

...and in that moment, the tarrasque and wolf are gone.

"The first round is yours," The Guardian's voice is heard. "You have proven superior to them." Sanzha shakes her head as if clearing it while, "Prepare for the next."

[Corwin]

"Thank you," Seira says, healing those who need it and boosting Oberuth further. "And since you're upping the challenge, let's take it seriously for now!"

With those words, she transforms into her draconic self!

Everyone at full, Oberuth was the only one who lost temp HP, so I'm giving him 20 via a Greater Heroism recast.

For Seira, DRAGONS and Seira's Arcane Thesis.

[Anastasia]

"Do you need any more support, Seira?" Elle asks as she readies herself.

Chance to chime on anything.

[Corwin]

Seira shakes her head. One should always keep an ace up their sleeve!

[Anastasia]

This time what appears is 10fta way from the party and is...a metal cube? A metal cube about 5 by 5 by 5. Its sits on the ground here, otherwise unremarkable.

[Corwin]

Seira studies the cube as she circles around it while remaining 10ft away from it.

Perception of 115, Knowledges of 135, Craft/Metalworks and Craft/Traps for 120, Spellcraft 135 (Divine Insight). Do I see anything? Does it ring any bells, like say a cube of disintegration?

[Anastasia]

It's a perfect cube, not a single flaw. More importantly, it radiates overwhelming magic. In this case, you can tell what it is. An entire dream held within, an entire world of dreaming fantasy.

[Corwin]

"This is a contained dream," Seira informs the others. "Hellman, Sanzha, you have greater insight into dreams, so the three of us will touch it together. Elle, get back over a hundred feet, just in case. If we're sucked into the dream for over half an hour, pray to me. If you can't get through, try to wake us from it."

Then, Seira positions her claw over the cube as she awaits for Hellman and Sanzha to follow suit.

[Anastasia]

Oberuth comes forth, "It's a trap," he says, flatly. "It won't be anything but."

"Then beat the trap," Elle calls as she flies back, "Don't take it lying down."

Lady Sanzha merely inspects it and nods, "Whatever it is, we'll have to overcome it."

[Corwin]

Focus on a world where Ianvasah's soul has been copied just prior to the moment of death and placed into a suitable body, Seira tells Sanzha and Oberuth, giving the latter a sense of just who Ianvasah was. Perhaps this is how we can help ourselves.

Out loud, she counts, "On three. One, two... three!"

[Anastasia]

Give me a Charisma check, I suppose.

[Corwin]

21:53 <Seira> roll 1d20+13+2+5+16 improvisation
21:53 <Penuche> Seira invokes Penuche's magic: < 41 > [d20=5]

[Anastasia]

You stir.

You're...lying in a forest, gaze upwards towards the tree branches. The sound of a brook babbling is heard. Birdsong fills the air.

[Corwin]

It can't be comfortable, so Seira shifts into her regular self and starts making her way towards the waters.

[Anastasia]

It's a forest, plain and to the point. It's also a brook, unremarkable on a glance. It winds on down, waters flowing.