Now more lucid and angry than ever, Vilus moves deftly out of the way of the shadow's attacks. He pulls two daggers out and takes a couple of swipes in return. Missing badly with the first but having more aim with the second stab,
(16 to hit, 3 piercing damage)
"Hiding behind shadows you can still be observed Andra. You WILL be swallowed up by this power, you cannot begin to understand it, many have tried, ALL have failed." He growls in anger at the corrupted man.
Another of the shadows closes in on Joren, its edges growing clearer and more defined as it nears the bonfire, though it does its best to keep its distance. It darts in suddenly and stabs right at him, the shadow of its bade sliding into a gap in armour right at his neck!
Sensation screams through Joren's head, but no the the stinging heat of a bade piercing flesh. Rather, it is the cold empty of the void. It feels like his skin, his flesh, his strength, his very essence is flooding out of him into a yawning vacuum of nothing.
Understanding begins to dawn on Joren as the shadow manages, through great luck, to land a devastating critical strike on him through his splint armor, draining a tremendous amount of his vitality, strength and ability to fight. Black necrosis spreads horrifically from the new, dark wound in his throat.
Joren's breathing is labored and his voice strangled. "This is not even happening because of Razmus, then? The abominations here and whatever nightmare is afflicting that thing that was once Andra are the doing of your Watcher, Vilus?"
While Joren's echo remains adjacent to not-Andra, but as the half-dwarven Echo Knight doggedly steps forward between the attacking shadows, his body itself seems to diverge briefly into two separate echoes itself, each striking to either side with its own Dunamis Bladegreatsword.
Action: Dunamis Blade attack on SH4 (the one that attacked him) To Hit: 16 Damage: 6 magical slashing (his attacks are far weaker than before!)
Bonus Action: Dunamis Blade bonus attack on SH1 (the one that attacked and was damaged by Vilus) To Hit: 13 Damage: 8 magical slashing (again, attacks far weaker than normal)
Despite his grievous injuries and drastically weakened state, Joren holds his position.
Seeing the shadows stay away from Samir's flame, Ashley is emboldened by this. she wants to get closer to them, to do some real fire damage, but Vilus and Joren are in the way, so she settles for produce flame and throws the fire towards SH1.
Hitting the shadow squarely in the chest, she gives it 7 fire damage.
Ashley's flame smites a large hole straight through the center of her target, and it stumbles back a step. Smoke roils around in the gap in its torso, unable to reform.
Joren's swings feel sluggish, but he still manages to land a hit on the shadow that had so grievously wounded him. The blade slices across its shoulder, and its left arm turns to mist, quickly to be dispelled by the firelight.
But the shadow by the bonfire (SH3) finds an opening in Joren's belabored movements. Joren, who has been fighting one battle after another all day against monsters and assassins. Joren, who has been running nearly non-stop to thwart the followers of Razmus and whatever scheme they have planned. Joren, who was too late to save Jean-Lou, and now finds himself too late to bring his bade back to defend.
The shadow dagger plunges into the exact same spot as the previous one had. And this time, the cold void takes his very consciousness. He fees darkness come over his eyes as he falls to his knees with a heavy clang, and there he stays, still half-propped up by his heavy armour.
Andra looks right over him to lock eyes with Vilus, the wound on his head from Samir's catapult bleeding heavily over the right side of his face. He musters together his concentration, trying to fight the effects of Malachi's spell, and mutters an arcane chant. More shadow begins to form in his hand, creating a blade of the same darkness as the shadows that just took Joren down. He starts to raise his arm to throw, but has to wrestle his jerky movements under control.
Malachi gasps as the shadow creatures form and Joren falls under their attacks. Hearing Joren's last words, he turns to Vilus "What does he mean? Is the Watcher linked with Razmus?" He tries to focus on Andra, sending another burst of psychic energy toward his mind, but he feels it slip away. He draws one of the curved cultist daggers and prepares to defend himself and the others if he can.
With the vanguard fallen, two shadows slide toward the opening in the doorway. One of them (SH2) swings at Ashley, but is met with the magical barrier coating her skin. The shadowy dagger glances off harmlessly. The other one (SH1) gets a good swing in on Samir, scoring a gash on his arm. Samir fees that same sucking numbness that Joren felt
SH1 attack: 18 to hit, 7 necrotic damage, ST reduced by 3
Samir draws back instinctively as the dark blade cuts across his forearm, opening both cloth and skin at once. His mind reels at the cold, sucking feeling that penetrates into his very core, pulling the strength from his muscles and forming a tight, hard knot in his chest. The flames he had conjured earlier sputtered and failed. In desperation, Samir shoves away, risking a strike from one of the shadows to gain the space he needs.
Lost concentration on Create Bonfire. Moved backwards one space to stand beside Malachi, potentially provoking AoO from SH2.
Arcs of electricity broke out across Samir's hands, snapping up over his arms and chest in a cacophony of snaps and pops. With a shriek, the power explodes out into a wave of force and pounding sound, washing over three of the four dark figures as a violent scream rips from the half-orc's throat.
Casting Thunderwave, DC 15 Con Save or take 9 Thunder damage and be pushed 10 feet away. Half damage and no push on successful save. Should be able to catch SH1, SH2, SH4 in the blast as well as a large chunk of the wall.
Vilus' mind reels, seeing Joren taken down, seeing the unnatural third eye of Andra, seeing these shadow creatures once more. Instincts take over and Vilus follows an order that was given to him not long ago.
He drops down and fishes a vial from Joren's armour, popping the cork he uses his entire turn to feed the contents into Joren's mouth.
As the flame gutters out and the light in the room dims once more, the shadow that just attacked Samir (SH1) fades into darkness (Bonus action hide. Need to beat its stealth with a perception check to see it). The other shadow swings reflexively at Samir as he backs up, but the blow swings over Samir's ducking head.
Then comes the thunder. The shadows flicker, and the far one (SH4) is thrown back by the force, looking like it is just barely holding its form together with any cohesion. Still with the thread of will it has remaining, it darts toward the distracted goliath trying to revive his fallen comrade.
But Vilus, not so distracted as he seemed, pulls the empty potion from Joren's lips at the last second and steps back out of the shadow blade's path. Which leaves the shadow exposed to the half-dwarf freshly awaken from his near-death slumber. (Joren can make an AoO if he wants, and it is his turn now)
Ashley watches Joren fall. Her voice catches in her throat.
She glares over at Andra with the freaky eye and X's over his other eyes. She doesn't get it, she doesn't understand what is happening, and she's worried when Vilus's watcher is mentioned. She's about to head over to Joren when Vilus takes care of him. Seeing this happen she refocuses on the shadows.
Stepping out in front of Samir and pulling out the Blaze-starter tinder box, she yells to Joren once he's awake, "Stay down!" And bringing her palms together, fire spews out in a cone that hopefully encompasses 2, 3 & 4, making sure not to hit Vilus.
Joren's eyes snap open as Vilus pours the Potion of Healing down his throat and fire roars above his head. He has a sudden flashback to the chaos of battle in the Dragontail Narrows. Sweat and blood and worse things suffusing the howling fog and snowy scree.
Medic reviving me, line mage desperately hurling fire at the Khorinians . Only this is Vilus and Ashley. Civilians. Friends! Need to be standing UP.
As one of the shadows pulls away from him, he swipes weakly at its lower half from his prone position. What is happening with my strength? Dunamis BladeSentinelAoO to hit SH4 (at disadvantage): 10 Dunamis Blade SentinelAoO damage on a hit against SH4: 9 magical slashing
(The above was on Joren's reaction on SH4's turn. His reaction now resets at the start of his turn. Potion of Healing: Joren regains 6 hp.)
Timing his movement with the end of Ashley's fiery blast, he lurches to his feet as the flames dissipate. "Apologies for that," he drawls conversationally. "Just taking a little dirt nap, me. Thanking you for the nudge, Vilus. Was wondering if you might instead be finishing the job your Watcher started."
Summoning his echo (bonus action) just south of not-Andra, he attacks the corrupted cult leader from his echo's position. But his grip is unbalanced as he strives to adjust for his greatly reduced muscle power (-6 STR). "Feeling just ducky," he growls as his feeble attack misses. Dunamis Blade to hit not-Andra: 8 Dunamis Blade damage on a hit against not-Andra: 7 magical slashing
Chin dragging, both Joren and his echo stand their ground. The echo trying to block any attempt by not-Andra to attack the party past it.
For a moment, Ashley's whole body burns bright with the fierce light and heat of an inferno.The flame tears through all three shadows and wisps of darkness fill the air. One shadow is torn completely apart and the remaining two look tattered and ill-formed
SH2 and SH4 are both heavily bloodied. A three failed the save
The one standing before Joren takes another mindless swing at him in an attempt to finish him off, but it has trouble keeping enough mass together for the attack. It misses wildly and its form becomes twisted and confused before it tries to vanish from sight. But again, the recent flash of Ashley's flame interfere with its body, and trails of decaying shadow mark its location even as it vanishes into darkness.
Critical miss on the attack: Disadvantage on attacks against Joren for the remainder of the fight.
Critical miss on Bonus Action Hide
Balance in all things
Andra grabs his shaking hand and stills it, coming out from under the effects of Malachi's magic. "No!" he screams, able to work his mouth again. "I am the chosen! Why ese would I have been granted such power? Such knowledge of what lies beyond this tiny world? I have been granted a gift you literally cannot even begin to comprehend!" The eye bulges wider, starting to deform the other features on Andra's face.
He lashes out with magic nearly identical to Malachi's first spell, as if he had been able to copy it just in seeing it, but with more power. The spell strikes Vilus and then arcs back to Malachi as well.
Vilus' eyes roll in the back of his head as the mental connection tears through him, a familiar pain. He braces himself and focuses as he latches onto the connection that Andra has forced.
The outline of an eye forms on Vilus' forehead too, mirroring that of Andra, but this one looks to be made of stone and dust, it lasts for a short while as Vilus begins speaking into the man's mind "the watcher shows you what they want you to see but hides the real truth, you are a lamb for the slaughter! they have made you a sacrifice to themselves, and you will keep devouring these truths until it kills you in their name. Stop this!"
Malachi’s eyes gloss over and a trail of blood leaks from his nose as he feels Andra reach out into his mind, then it is gone, replaced by a familiar and reassuring slithering sensation and presence in his mind. Shaking his head to clear the cobwebs, he continues his attack, calling forth a spectral hand that strikes at Andra.
The hand reaches out claws deeply into the flesh of Andra's face. Shreds of skin fall from his cheek, once again revealing a glimpse of his true visage underneath. There is a sound of joints popping, and suddenly he is lopsided. One of his legs seems to have shifted in its socket, growing an inch or so shorter, be he keeps his grip on the shadowy blade.
The shadow next to Vilus and Ashley's stabs at the latter, perhaps instinctually trying to extinguish the flame, but as threadbare as its form is, the shadow of its dagger is dashed to ribbons of smoke when it meets the magical protection around her. It then tries to fade from view, hiding amidst the darkness. (BA Hide)
"Chosen?" Samir's voice is shaky and hoarse, as if that last spell had taken something out of him. His hand lands on Ashley's shoulder, tightening ever so slightly, those slim, dextrous fingers that were all but useful when it came to gripping axe or sword, but worked so well with the fine tools and small implements that he loved.
"The only thing you've been chosen for, Andra, is to distract us from everything else." Samir's free hand dips forward past Ashley, the fire runes flaring over the back of it. A burst of flame snaps into being and hurtles forward towards Andra. It is not the simple red and orange of everyday fire, however, but the brilliant blue of the Lady's magic, fierce and bright as it streaks through the air.
Drawing from the raw magic of flame around Ashley, Samir's spell hurtles across the distance to its target like an arrow, scorching a hole clean through Andra's robes and searing the flesh beneath.
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The one shadow deftly dodges around the fame like smoke while another rushes in and takes a swing at Vilus.
12 to hit, 5 necrotic damage, and strength temporarily lowered by 2 if it hits
Now more lucid and angry than ever, Vilus moves deftly out of the way of the shadow's attacks. He pulls two daggers out and takes a couple of swipes in return. Missing badly with the first but having more aim with the second stab,
(16 to hit, 3 piercing damage)
"Hiding behind shadows you can still be observed Andra. You WILL be swallowed up by this power, you cannot begin to understand it, many have tried, ALL have failed." He growls in anger at the corrupted man.
Back smoke splashes out from where Vilus' dagger strikes, and it does not begin to reform like the shadows in the caves.
Another of the shadows closes in on Joren, its edges growing clearer and more defined as it nears the bonfire, though it does its best to keep its distance. It darts in suddenly and stabs right at him, the shadow of its bade sliding into a gap in armour right at his neck!
Sensation screams through Joren's head, but no the the stinging heat of a bade piercing flesh. Rather, it is the cold empty of the void. It feels like his skin, his flesh, his strength, his very essence is flooding out of him into a yawning vacuum of nothing.
Crit! 21 Necrotic Damage, Strength reduced by 4
Understanding begins to dawn on Joren as the shadow manages, through great luck, to land a devastating critical strike on him through his splint armor, draining a tremendous amount of his vitality, strength and ability to fight. Black necrosis spreads horrifically from the new, dark wound in his throat.
Joren's breathing is labored and his voice strangled. "This is not even happening because of Razmus, then? The abominations here and whatever nightmare is afflicting that thing that was once Andra are the doing of your Watcher, Vilus?"
While Joren's echo remains adjacent to not-Andra, but as the half-dwarven Echo Knight doggedly steps forward between the attacking shadows, his body itself seems to diverge briefly into two separate echoes itself, each striking to either side with its own Dunamis Blade greatsword.
Action: Dunamis Blade attack on SH4 (the one that attacked him)
To Hit: 16
Damage: 6 magical slashing (his attacks are far weaker than before!)
Bonus Action: Dunamis Blade bonus attack on SH1 (the one that attacked and was damaged by Vilus)
To Hit: 13
Damage: 8 magical slashing (again, attacks far weaker than normal)
Despite his grievous injuries and drastically weakened state, Joren holds his position.
Tanis(Ranger1): Shiverquill's Tempest City | Xarian(Fighter2): NioNSwiper's Tyranny of Dragons
Dyson/Eleo(TwilightCleric4): Vos' Beyond the Veil | Soren(ShepherdDruid5): Bartjeebus' Ravenloft | Ophelia(WildMagicSorcerer4): Ashen_Age's Risen from the Sands
Joren(EchoKnightFighter6): NotDrizzt's Simple Request | Sabetha(MercyMonk3): Bedlymn's Murder Court | Seri(NatureCleric3/DivineSoulSorcerer1): Bartjeebus' Greyhawk
Seeing the shadows stay away from Samir's flame, Ashley is emboldened by this. she wants to get closer to them, to do some real fire damage, but Vilus and Joren are in the way, so she settles for produce flame and throws the fire towards SH1.
Hitting the shadow squarely in the chest, she gives it 7 fire damage.
Ashley's flame smites a large hole straight through the center of her target, and it stumbles back a step. Smoke roils around in the gap in its torso, unable to reform.
Joren's swings feel sluggish, but he still manages to land a hit on the shadow that had so grievously wounded him. The blade slices across its shoulder, and its left arm turns to mist, quickly to be dispelled by the firelight.
But the shadow by the bonfire (SH3) finds an opening in Joren's belabored movements. Joren, who has been fighting one battle after another all day against monsters and assassins. Joren, who has been running nearly non-stop to thwart the followers of Razmus and whatever scheme they have planned. Joren, who was too late to save Jean-Lou, and now finds himself too late to bring his bade back to defend.
The shadow dagger plunges into the exact same spot as the previous one had. And this time, the cold void takes his very consciousness. He fees darkness come over his eyes as he falls to his knees with a heavy clang, and there he stays, still half-propped up by his heavy armour.
Andra looks right over him to lock eyes with Vilus, the wound on his head from Samir's catapult bleeding heavily over the right side of his face. He musters together his concentration, trying to fight the effects of Malachi's spell, and mutters an arcane chant. More shadow begins to form in his hand, creating a blade of the same darkness as the shadows that just took Joren down. He starts to raise his arm to throw, but has to wrestle his jerky movements under control.
Bonus action: Cast Shadow Blade
Unable to attack or move this round
Malachi gasps as the shadow creatures form and Joren falls under their attacks. Hearing Joren's last words, he turns to Vilus "What does he mean? Is the Watcher linked with Razmus?" He tries to focus on Andra, sending another burst of psychic energy toward his mind, but he feels it slip away. He draws one of the curved cultist daggers and prepares to defend himself and the others if he can.
With the vanguard fallen, two shadows slide toward the opening in the doorway. One of them (SH2) swings at Ashley, but is met with the magical barrier coating her skin. The shadowy dagger glances off harmlessly. The other one (SH1) gets a good swing in on Samir, scoring a gash on his arm. Samir fees that same sucking numbness that Joren felt
SH1 attack: 18 to hit, 7 necrotic damage, ST reduced by 3
Make a con save for create bonfire
Samir draws back instinctively as the dark blade cuts across his forearm, opening both cloth and skin at once. His mind reels at the cold, sucking feeling that penetrates into his very core, pulling the strength from his muscles and forming a tight, hard knot in his chest. The flames he had conjured earlier sputtered and failed. In desperation, Samir shoves away, risking a strike from one of the shadows to gain the space he needs.
Lost concentration on Create Bonfire. Moved backwards one space to stand beside Malachi, potentially provoking AoO from SH2.
Arcs of electricity broke out across Samir's hands, snapping up over his arms and chest in a cacophony of snaps and pops. With a shriek, the power explodes out into a wave of force and pounding sound, washing over three of the four dark figures as a violent scream rips from the half-orc's throat.
Casting Thunderwave, DC 15 Con Save or take 9 Thunder damage and be pushed 10 feet away. Half damage and no push on successful save. Should be able to catch SH1, SH2, SH4 in the blast as well as a large chunk of the wall.
Vilus' mind reels, seeing Joren taken down, seeing the unnatural third eye of Andra, seeing these shadow creatures once more. Instincts take over and Vilus follows an order that was given to him not long ago.
He drops down and fishes a vial from Joren's armour, popping the cork he uses his entire turn to feed the contents into Joren's mouth.
As the flame gutters out and the light in the room dims once more, the shadow that just attacked Samir (SH1) fades into darkness (Bonus action hide. Need to beat its stealth with a perception check to see it). The other shadow swings reflexively at Samir as he backs up, but the blow swings over Samir's ducking head.
Then comes the thunder. The shadows flicker, and the far one (SH4) is thrown back by the force, looking like it is just barely holding its form together with any cohesion. Still with the thread of will it has remaining, it darts toward the distracted goliath trying to revive his fallen comrade.
But Vilus, not so distracted as he seemed, pulls the empty potion from Joren's lips at the last second and steps back out of the shadow blade's path. Which leaves the shadow exposed to the half-dwarf freshly awaken from his near-death slumber. (Joren can make an AoO if he wants, and it is his turn now)
Ashley watches Joren fall. Her voice catches in her throat.
She glares over at Andra with the freaky eye and X's over his other eyes. She doesn't get it, she doesn't understand what is happening, and she's worried when Vilus's watcher is mentioned. She's about to head over to Joren when Vilus takes care of him. Seeing this happen she refocuses on the shadows.
Stepping out in front of Samir and pulling out the Blaze-starter tinder box, she yells to Joren once he's awake, "Stay down!" And bringing her palms together, fire spews out in a cone that hopefully encompasses 2, 3 & 4, making sure not to hit Vilus.
DEX save 14 or 11 fire damage, half if saved
Joren's eyes snap open as Vilus pours the Potion of Healing down his throat and fire roars above his head. He has a sudden flashback to the chaos of battle in the Dragontail Narrows. Sweat and blood and worse things suffusing the howling fog and snowy scree.
Medic reviving me, line mage desperately hurling fire at the Khorinians . Only this is Vilus and Ashley. Civilians. Friends! Need to be standing UP.
As one of the shadows pulls away from him, he swipes weakly at its lower half from his prone position. What is happening with my strength?
Dunamis Blade Sentinel AoO to hit SH4 (at disadvantage): 10
Dunamis Blade Sentinel AoO damage on a hit against SH4: 9 magical slashing
(The above was on Joren's reaction on SH4's turn. His reaction now resets at the start of his turn. Potion of Healing: Joren regains 6 hp.)
Timing his movement with the end of Ashley's fiery blast, he lurches to his feet as the flames dissipate. "Apologies for that," he drawls conversationally. "Just taking a little dirt nap, me. Thanking you for the nudge, Vilus. Was wondering if you might instead be finishing the job your Watcher started."
Summoning his echo (bonus action) just south of not-Andra, he attacks the corrupted cult leader from his echo's position. But his grip is unbalanced as he strives to adjust for his greatly reduced muscle power (-6 STR). "Feeling just ducky," he growls as his feeble attack misses.
Dunamis Blade to hit not-Andra: 8
Dunamis Blade damage on a hit against not-Andra: 7 magical slashing
Chin dragging, both Joren and his echo stand their ground. The echo trying to block any attempt by not-Andra to attack the party past it.
Tanis(Ranger1): Shiverquill's Tempest City | Xarian(Fighter2): NioNSwiper's Tyranny of Dragons
Dyson/Eleo(TwilightCleric4): Vos' Beyond the Veil | Soren(ShepherdDruid5): Bartjeebus' Ravenloft | Ophelia(WildMagicSorcerer4): Ashen_Age's Risen from the Sands
Joren(EchoKnightFighter6): NotDrizzt's Simple Request | Sabetha(MercyMonk3): Bedlymn's Murder Court | Seri(NatureCleric3/DivineSoulSorcerer1): Bartjeebus' Greyhawk
For a moment, Ashley's whole body burns bright with the fierce light and heat of an inferno.The flame tears through all three shadows and wisps of darkness fill the air. One shadow is torn completely apart and the remaining two look tattered and ill-formed
SH2 and SH4 are both heavily bloodied. A three failed the save
The one standing before Joren takes another mindless swing at him in an attempt to finish him off, but it has trouble keeping enough mass together for the attack. It misses wildly and its form becomes twisted and confused before it tries to vanish from sight. But again, the recent flash of Ashley's flame interfere with its body, and trails of decaying shadow mark its location even as it vanishes into darkness.
Critical miss on the attack: Disadvantage on attacks against Joren for the remainder of the fight.
Critical miss on Bonus Action Hide
Balance in all things
Andra grabs his shaking hand and stills it, coming out from under the effects of Malachi's magic. "No!" he screams, able to work his mouth again. "I am the chosen! Why ese would I have been granted such power? Such knowledge of what lies beyond this tiny world? I have been granted a gift you literally cannot even begin to comprehend!" The eye bulges wider, starting to deform the other features on Andra's face.
He lashes out with magic nearly identical to Malachi's first spell, as if he had been able to copy it just in seeing it, but with more power. The spell strikes Vilus and then arcs back to Malachi as well.
Vilus and Malachi make a DC 17 int save against tasha's mind whip
Damage:10 psychic damage on a fail or 5 psychic damage on a success
Vilus' eyes roll in the back of his head as the mental connection tears through him, a familiar pain. He braces himself and focuses as he latches onto the connection that Andra has forced.
The outline of an eye forms on Vilus' forehead too, mirroring that of Andra, but this one looks to be made of stone and dust, it lasts for a short while as Vilus begins speaking into the man's mind "the watcher shows you what they want you to see but hides the real truth, you are a lamb for the slaughter! they have made you a sacrifice to themselves, and you will keep devouring these truths until it kills you in their name. Stop this!"
(Free action for this round, telepathy)
Malachi’s eyes gloss over and a trail of blood leaks from his nose as he feels Andra reach out into his mind, then it is gone, replaced by a familiar and reassuring slithering sensation and presence in his mind. Shaking his head to clear the cobwebs, he continues his attack, calling forth a spectral hand that strikes at Andra.
The hand reaches out claws deeply into the flesh of Andra's face. Shreds of skin fall from his cheek, once again revealing a glimpse of his true visage underneath. There is a sound of joints popping, and suddenly he is lopsided. One of his legs seems to have shifted in its socket, growing an inch or so shorter, be he keeps his grip on the shadowy blade.
The shadow next to Vilus and Ashley's stabs at the latter, perhaps instinctually trying to extinguish the flame, but as threadbare as its form is, the shadow of its dagger is dashed to ribbons of smoke when it meets the magical protection around her. It then tries to fade from view, hiding amidst the darkness. (BA Hide)
"Chosen?" Samir's voice is shaky and hoarse, as if that last spell had taken something out of him. His hand lands on Ashley's shoulder, tightening ever so slightly, those slim, dextrous fingers that were all but useful when it came to gripping axe or sword, but worked so well with the fine tools and small implements that he loved.
"The only thing you've been chosen for, Andra, is to distract us from everything else." Samir's free hand dips forward past Ashley, the fire runes flaring over the back of it. A burst of flame snaps into being and hurtles forward towards Andra. It is not the simple red and orange of everyday fire, however, but the brilliant blue of the Lady's magic, fierce and bright as it streaks through the air.
Casting firebolt, 14 to hit, 9 damage at Andra.
Drawing from the raw magic of flame around Ashley, Samir's spell hurtles across the distance to its target like an arrow, scorching a hole clean through Andra's robes and searing the flesh beneath.