Jirel would have stood silently, watching over everyone as the ritual commenced and proceeded. A few grumbles could be heard from her as she witnesses the ritual of bringing Viktor back to life, glad Sera took the reigns on speaking with him. The barbarian would be happy to follow Zaf to a resting area. She’d take up a predictable sentry position  during their short rest, bandaging up her wounds, enjoying Zaf’s magical display.

SR: 32 

"I designed that horreeble machine, the World Anchor for Rasputin. I never should hef done eet, he has used the machine to connect thees world to another one and breeng terreeble nightmares to Earth! Rasputin ees an evil man, he hired me to build the World Anchor and then keeled me when eet was complete."

Sera nods. "Do you know how to destroy it?"

"Yes, I can destroy the world anchor."

"Okay. Well, you want to make up for what you did, here's your chance," Sera says simply.

Zaf nodded along in agreement. After a moment's pause however, he cocked his head to the side and squinted, "Wait...Oh...." He straightened it out again, and pats the man on the shoulder. "I think I understand now. Only you can do this. And if such is true, we will do everything we can to protect you along this journey."

Viktor begins to lead you all to area C3 to start disabling the World Anchor. However, before he can do so, a gunshot rings out from Area G1. Blood sprays as the bullet grazes the side of Viktor's head. He dives into one of the empty buildings for cover. "I cannot deesable the World Anchor while those snipers are about!"

Rose squeaks at the sound of gunshots, immediately ducking down. She quickly crawls her way to Viktor to make sure his head isn't bleeding too badly. "We might be able to take care of then from here... Jasun?" The firbolg looks over to the bardlock. "You've been getting better with your aim. Think you can show those... snipers at the tower whose the better shot?"

OOC: They're in a watchtower hundreds of feet away. None of your spells will cover that distance.

“Could I be a meat shield, or distraction?” Jirel would grunt out the only idea that’d come to her mind. Whether it was practical or not, she’d leave that to brains.

"No meat shielding for you, missy," Rose chides Jirel with a little glint in her eyes. "Change in plan! We can take care of the part of the anchor over here." She points over to the Southwest C3. "There's enough cover so they can't see us." 

"If I stay low though, and fly fast, I could make it..." Zaf mutters just loud enough that anyone can overhear him.Of course the moment any take note of the comment or even start to chastise him, he chirps out a chuckle and holds his hands in surrender. "Just considering the obvious is all. But in any case, that sounds like a plan. Let us be off. Victor, do keep in the middle of us as best as you can. Or behind, if you would prefer -- and keep your head down as well."

You are all able to escort Viktor to the southwest C3 anchor and he is able to disable it without much trouble. He then turns to Rose. "What now? There are three more anchors. How weel I get to those?"

Zaf "hmms" and gently taps the side of his head a moment, then shook his head. "Unfortunately, the Lady Butterfly has not graced me with the power to mask our presence. At least not so potently as some friends of mines from another realm can." He admits readily enough, then eye smiled at Viktor. "But, I imagine we continue using this trenches as much as we can, sticking the trenches as we can. At least then, they'll have to be more direct in dealing with us, no? Now, onto the next one." He said, gesturing to one across the way(C3 Southeast).

"When we eventually have to head to the others from there, if need be, I can send my friends from the another side around the halfway mark to harass any other snipers."

Rose nods along with Zaf’s plan. “Exactly what I was thinking. We just use the trenches to get around the area. Keep our heads low and they can’t shoot at us.”

You all tediously march through the trenches around the camp, going through the muddy path in an attempt to keep Viktor safe. You succeed in doing so and he is able to disable the three other World Anchors. As you succeed in doing so, the First World counterpart of the Akuvskaya Monastery is called down to Earth and merges with the dilapidated ruins of the monastery chapel, presenting an image of the monastery fully restored. Its bulbshaped domes rise toward the heavens, and pulses of arcane energy f lash through the chapel’s stained-glass windows, casting eerie silhouettes on the snowy ground around it. Perhaps most disturbingly, soulpiercing shrieks cut through the air, echoing throughout the prison camp and into the empty wilderness beyond.

Level up to 14.

"I... I....suppose that was to happen." Zaf said, though sounding anything but confident. Yet, he chuckled and added, "I suppose that takes care of our sniper problems though, now doesn't it? Eheheh... heh... ahem... I suppose this is where we part ways, Mr. Viktor. Unless you imagine we can still use your assistance once inside, as I do not wish to put you in more trouble than necessary. We've... kind of had an odd track record with that as is."

He looks to Nadya, who to at least his ongoing surprise and respect, hadn't been pressed the point of finding a way back to Irrisen. Not until their ultimate job was done. Whether Viktor needed to come along or not, once everyone seemed set to go inside the Monastery, Zaf would be right behind them.

Viktor goes running off into the great white yonder, not wanting to be involved in this business anymore.

Like a rotten tooth in an infected jawbone, the restored chapel sits in the prison’s central yard. Strange lights flickering from within, and its onion-shaped domes scintillate with a sickly purple light. As you approach the chapel, the two dimensional forms of saints and martyrs step from the glass to defend against intrusion. 

Nadya:22
Glass Golem1:4
Glass Golem2:11
Glass Golem3:11
Glass Golem4:10

Woot!: 7

"W-what the f--"

Init: 4