A world's support

[Anastasia]

"It might-"

Will saves, all. Protection from mind affecting doesn't stop or suppress it, but you gain a +5 bonus to the save.

[Nephrite]

Everyone has +16 to saves as a reminder.

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+71 : 6 + 71, total 77[/blockquote] Moore, mettle.

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+52 : 16 + 52, total 68[/blockquote] xandra

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+55 : 3 + 55, total 58[/blockquote] Jetina, mettle

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+51 Cresiel
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 59 > [d20=8]
> roll 1d20+39 Kaja
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 52 > [d20=13]

Whatever it is, it's strong and you have a sensation of panic, of terror - yet you shake it off. Unreality coils around you, thick and slimy. Tendrils of it begin to form all about you, like limbs taking shape, arms with grasping hands in particular.

[Nephrite]

"Enough!" Moore shouts, the Words of Creation booming without the need to scream. "Cease this at once, or you'll return to Limbo in as many pieces as Renbuu has of art!"

He is more or less trying the Words of Creation as an anathema to whatever this actually is.

[Anastasia]

Cha check.

[Nephrite]

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+45 : 11 + 45, total 56[/blockquote] Aura, Gi

[Anastasia]

You feel strangely fine after that usage, no drain to you.

> roll 1d20+41
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 58 > [d20=17]

Yet it does not stop. The figures quickly rise, arms becoming parts of bodies. Humanoid bodies of slime, all with the same face reacting the same way. An empty, incomplete face, wrinkled and crude.

"Come at your own peril," Cresiel warns, as the ooze bodies begin to approach nonetheless.

"...ur struggle is fated to rea..."

Chains of ooze begin to emerge from the bodies.

"...ss to create a Solar's Ric..."

Grinning, leering skulls of slime begin to jut out from the chest of the ooze men.

"...ver wondered WHY Hell took Lifas..."

The chains begin to swirl in the air, the clang of metal despite them being mere slime.

"...e solar will soon submit t..."

The skulls pop out of the bodies, floating in the air as Cresiel grimaces tightly, deeply.

...gon's life is irrelevant in light of our goa..."

Thick golden scales of slime begin to form on the bodies of the slime men.

[Nephrite]

"I've never tried this, but we're going to see what happens."

Moore takes in a deep breath. "Leave!" It's one word, which he tries to emphasize with the power of Words as well as his anarch powers!

lets see if balancing law and chaos works, shall we?

[Anastasia]

In that case let's go to init since they're not going to take it lightly now.

[Nephrite]

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+41 : 18 + 41, total 59[/blockquote] Moore

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+21 : 9 + 21, total 30[/blockquote] Xandra

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+20 : 8 + 20, total 28[/blockquote] Jetina

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+30 Cresiel
> roll 1d20+30 Kaja
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 33 > [d20=3]
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 49 > [d20=19]
> roll 1d20+41 using Moore init
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 45 > [d20=4]

Init is Moore (59) > Kaja (49) > Slime (45) > Cresiel (33) > Xandra (30) > Jetina (28)

Go, be it what you just tried or something else.

[Nephrite]

He is indeed trying the ambiguous combination of Words + Anarch ability.

[Anastasia]

Cha check.

[Nephrite]

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+45 : 3 + 45, total 48[/blockquote]

[Anastasia]

Your words seem to resonate.

"Leave."

The slime men repeat your exact word, your voice heard from them.

"Leave." Another echoing of it.

The slime begins to retreat again.

"Leave."

A third utterance as the slime figures fall apart, rising up again and gone.

"They're...mimics?" Jetina says, "Do they even have a will of their own?"

Free act.