Fairy waltz

[Nephrite]

Moore frowns. "This is wrong." He says with a look around. "Do you all... feel that too?" He asks.

[Anastasia]

"I do now," Sylvie agrees, "Jetina, would you?"

"It is wrong," Jetina says, "Just like before."

[Nephrite]

"Absolutely ridiculous." Moore says, his words serious - annoyed.

[15:25] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+45 dispel check
[15:25] <Kobot> Nephrite rolled 1d20+45 dispel check --> [ 1d20=11 ]{56}

I forgot the +1 for DvR so that's 57.

[Anastasia]

There's a loud crack in the air as everything seems to fall apart around you.

[Nephrite]

Congratulations, demon - we will deal with you after we finish our business here.

Is there still a giant chasm?

[Anastasia]

Before you is now the same chasm - if barren of anything but weapons it it, no prisoners left there now.

[Nephrite]

Moore continues downward.

'Ridiculous.' He repeats to the others.

[Anastasia]

"Mind games and deception. Impressive if it can fool us, though. He's no weakling," Jetina observes, "Very skilled."

"Very dead shortly, which is more important," Sylvie disagrees.

[Nephrite]

Moore continues on.

Perhaps some sort of spell that immediately sees through even epic illusionary spells? Hm.

He'll figure it out later.

[Anastasia]

Downward. However, now you can see a bottom. A dead ravine, but in it lies a stone platform. On this platform rests an altar, soaked in blood.

[Nephrite]

Moore continues on, eye open for anything out of the ordinary besides that altar.

Their host has to be around here somewhere...?

[Anastasia]

Perception.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 107

[Anastasia]

No sign of him, but as you approach, the altar seems to shift slightly. As if it just moved.

[Nephrite]

Reveal yourself.

It isn't threatening - but it is a command.