(If undoing bag can be considered "free action" Mirica will do it for herself (and just in case - spell components are on her! Not in the to-be-sacrificed-bag!))
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(So, I'm going to say that Mirica and Fianna can't instantly telepathically bond and form this plan, so...through a series of suggestive looks and motions and words, you both agree to this plan and Fi'finnella is able to get her hands on both bags, with their tops open and ready, but for this round, that's it. Next round, move and smoosh things together should be do'able....also, what exactly is stored in these bags? I assume your money and personal affects and all non-magical gear on your character sheets..except spell components...?)
You all watch as Jezun....stands in one place...one hand gripping his staff....but his other hand weaving magic of some sort...while he stands tall...a strange determined look on his face. He reaches out with his hand as if to grasp one of the Alhoon's....while Quaryl attempts to counterspell his magic. Jezun replies, with his own forceful counterspell, his hand going up, his face calm and focused...and then releases his magic. The Alhoon...already having tried to counter Tic's fireball can do nothing....suddenly it's as if a giant invisibile hand has grabbed him.
Strength Check: 9
You all watch as the Alhoon is suddenly flung forcefully through the air and into the Mythallar at the center of the room.
Alhoon Con save vs DC 22 : 13. 182 damage, save for half.
The Alhoon is ripped apart into molecules and ceases to exist.
Meanwhile Fianna attempts to Levitate the other Alhoon into the air. 27 But he throws off the magic with a shrug.
Quaryl looks towards the lost Alhoon with a hiss....and glares at Jezun...he speaks a single word...and the word strikes Jezun like a hammer blow.... Jezun stumbles back....his mind ringing...stunned..... Power word stun You can make a DC 20 CON save at the end of your next turn to shake off the effect.
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After watching Jezun seemingly throw one of the Alhoon into the giant orb of death... Russel makes a mental note not to piss him off. At least not while they are in this room...
Seeing Toc engaged in melee with the other, non-flying Alhoon, Russel attempts to seize an opportunity to strike.
Action:
Scimitar Attack: 11 Damage: 8
Wound damage on hit, next turn 3
Sneak attack if hit: 23
Wails from the Grave: 15necrotic damage (if sneak hits, this damage goes on the next closest enemy within 30ft.)
(If DM will be so incredibly kind an allows to turn the bags inside out to spill contents forth and then put the bag right as a free action, then all is safe. If not, Mirica would like to get the money out of it before handing it to FiFinella.)
Right now all Mirica's effort and hopes were concentrated on The Plan, but she kept an eye on the others. Toc, as nimble as he was, was way too close to the lich to count it remotely "not that dangerous". Chen was still out but relatively safe with the Healing Spirig guarding him (13 more HP to Chen, 2/6 charges, 26 HP total by now) and she risked to leave him and run closer to the fighters.
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All equipment generally carried within the Bag of Holding besides:
Robe of ArchFey (Archmage)
Staff of Power Bag of Critters (Tricks)
Flute
(2) Daggers hidden upon her person
(1) Coin Pouch with Appr. 100 gold in it
(1) Backpack containing
(1) Healer's Kit
(1) Component Pouch
(1) Bag of 500 Ball Bearings
(1) Blanket
(1 each) Book, Ink Pen, Ink Bottle w/ink
(3) Candles
(1) Piece of Chalk Traveler's Clothes (spare set)
(1) Soap
(3) Perfume
(1) Manacles
500gp of various pricey components
4 black pearls worth 500gp crushed
a finely made silver dagger. Whoever holds it can use an action to tell which way is north. (does not require attunement)
a jewelled dagger in a sheath...probably just cut glass. It is a replica of the blade Sir Thiscar used to slay the boar that gored him, as he was laying dying in the forest.
The above is what is NOT in Fianna's Bag of Holding. She's got a lot of miscellaneous spares of much of the above in the Bag of Holding - Just in case.
Inside BoH besides the misc stuff is:
Air Steppers since she's not had a chance to reattune since throwing Ezhia's bracers at him and them being given to Jahren.
A bunch more clothes.
Couple spare flutes, component pouches and a bunch of spare Healer's Kits.
Leather Armor.
14 potions of healing.
2 Two person tents.
Scrolls of: Fly, Invisibility, Beacon of Hope
Dust of Dryness
Silver Mirror that doesn't get Dirty
+1 Longsword of Temperature Control
97 gold
(I could list all the misc duplicates as well... but do you really want me to?)
Question out of curiosity: Why did the Alhoon Jezun target have disadvantage on Con save and the one Fianna target have advantage?
Also due to curiosity: Fianna will attempt to use arcana to recognize the spell Jezun used, not knowing him to be a spell caster: 22
Oh yeah, third curiosity question: Does casting a concentration spell that is resisted negate a prior concentration spell? I'm assuming so, but worth knowing for sure...
Fianna's eyes see as Jezun casts a Telekinesis spell, followed by a Fifth level counterspell.....as if he were a wizard or something.
The Kenku slips across the floor like a shadow, making no noise as he sidles up next to Toc, his scimitar lashing out. His first blow tears into the Alhoon, sending its undead insides flying. A dark shadow that mirrors the blow sweeps out, but Quaryl is too far and so it evaporates harmlessly. Then Russel's dagger lashes out stinging the Alhoon again, who at this point looks thoroughly chopped up, yet still standing.
The Alhoon, now beset upon by two, and looking quite injured...looks around in a panic, its tentacles twisting. The Alhoon uses his force of will and summons a force forward, it shoves Toc and Russel back away from him a few feet....a solid invisible wall between them and him.
Toc, his eyes still glittering, mutters to Russel, "Spherical wall of force...." He mutters an arcane word and appears standing behind the Alhoon....and swings his blades....
Attack: 27 Damage: 9 + 12 fire damage
Attack: 15 Damage: 10
The Alhoon attempts to raise an invisible shield to protect himself but Toc's blade goes through his neck, and the green fire burns across his head, and the Alhoon's body goes limping, thumbing to the ground....his momentary wall of force gone.
Tic looks to Quaryl, a shrewd look on his face....and casts a spell....magical glowing balls of force appear and zip across the space and strike the undead... 7 ... much to the surprise of some in the room.
Out of turn, Quaryl hisses at his allies dropping and targets [Random non-elven, non-already-stunned target selector: Russel, Mirica, Fianna 3 ] and unleashes a powerful spell at Fianna. Fianna, you take 10 psychic damage. Roll a DC 20 Intelligence save or your Charisma and Intelligence become 1 as he unleashes a Feeblemind spell.
Fianna, getting hit with the spell, looses all expression. She looks around at all that seems to be happening in the room and slowly starts backing the frack out...
Fi'Finella, for her part, is busy following the plan. Moving to within 10' of both Quarrel and the portal he seems to be dumping energy into, the impish familiar flutters there invisible and slips one Bag of Holding inside of the other...
(The DM is mean and won't let you dump and fix a bag of holding with a free action, but...you can retrieve one thing for a free action...such as a bag of coins......)
Fi'Finella flaps across the room, arcing in a wide swoop around the outside of the Mythallar and swoops in over top of Quaryl...getting just to the edge of his spherical wall..to just within 10 feet..... Quaryl, having reacted with a counterspell and feebleminded just looks up...unable to change what's to come. The two bags are jammed together.
A vortex opens up in space...rippling through the air around Quaryl and his portal....it grows in an instant to fill a large space and then collapses into nothing a "BANG" is heard as the air rushes into the empty space....where once stood the Quaryl and a portal. The portal is gone, the protective sphere is gone,...and the room is quiet, a single undead Illithid body lays inert on the floor.
Tic drops Haste on Chen...so he's exhausted for a round. Toc looks to the group....and moves towards them....glancing at both Jezun, Chen, and Fianna who all appears stunned to some degree. "That was insane...but...effective..." he says to Mirica. You have about 30 seconds before something else is going to happen, what do you do (and make your saves to see if you break free of Stun and Mind blasted....)
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What's the difference between a Wizard and a Sorcerer? Class.
The drool continues to run freely down Chen's jowls as he stands there staring into nothingness. But the drool slows to a mere trickle, and a sudden wave of exhaustion washes over him, as the magic spell leaves him.
Let's rockndrool...
(6 seconds) INT save: 13 (12 seconds) INT save: 20
As his salivary glands dry up, Chen looks around. Despite his apparent catatonic state, he must have semi-consciously been taking in the details of the battle, and is aware of what has transpired. Wondering whether the elf-lich is truly gone or has just turned somehow invisible, the dragonborn goes and stands in the exact spot that Quaryl just vacated.
(Who knows... if he returns with his sphere still intact, maybe Chen will end up inside it!)
Oh, and if there's time, Chen will pick up the dead alhoon and toss it into the sphere of annihilation.
"I so hope you are right!" Mirica was staring intently at the empty spot where Quaryl was standing a moment ago. "They warned you about the effect when you buy those bags. Never saw it before thought. Don't know if lasts. Can we do something about this annihilating sphere?"
She was drained of practically every resource she had (though the Healing spirit was still sitting on the floor, offering heal to anyone needing it - that is still 4 charges 13HP each!). Mirica looked around "Fianna, I think we did it. Fianna?" Damn it! Good thing they still had the diamond dust. Bad thing - it was useless until at least tomorrow. She caught the girl and trying to speak in soft soothing voice like people speak with a frightened animal, wanted to gently walk Fianna to the corner - right now little fey was not in conditions to wander alone in this place.
((Approximately 400lbs of equipment, on impish familiar and two magic items deleted from inventory...))
Slowly wandering out of the room, confused by all that is going on, Fianna feels a sudden loss but doesn't understand what it is. Still, the suddenly severed... connection? Is that a word? The emptiness leaves her feeling... empty. And sad. Yes, sad and empty. Yes. That's right... No, not right. Bigly not right, but correct maybe? Accurate?
Before Fianna can even get far enough to have to make a decision on which way to turn, someone was there next to her. Guiding her. They were... making sounds of some kind. Soft, gentle noises. They were soft, kind sounding noises and Fianna kind of remembered this person as a friend... Yes, friend. Yes. So Fianna allowed herself to be directed by this person. Kind person. Nice person... Yes... Yes.
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Meanwhile, elsewhere: Fi'Finella hovers about in a vast void of seemingly nothingness. Well not exactly nothingness. It was like an endless silver sea, soft grey clouds and far off, away on the horizon, violent streaks of color and shocks of light. Fi'Finella waited... and waited... and waited.
"Well $#!+," Fi'Finella said, sullenly, after a few minutes. Or days. It was really impossible to tell.
She should have re-summoned me by now, the imp thought. That was the plan... The familiar sighed and would have stomped a foot, if there was a place on which to stomp said foot. Never trust a warlock!
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6 seconds CON save: 24 12 seconds CON save: 11 18 seconds CON save: 10
Jezun's blank face, personifying both the "Whoa." and "Dude!" expressions, for 18 seconds. Then, a slow blink, a head shake, and balance regained in the slight frame. Quick eye movements to locate the lich. Unsuccessful. It's gone. That gambit the familiar was attempting must have worked. Then a wider gaze to take in the room. One alhoon still destroyed, and the other on the ground, seemingly dead. Lost time in that powerful spell. Putting the puzzle pieces together. A familiar habit.
Jezun's frame takes a step forward and rotates to take in the group. A dragonborn wiping drool off his face, he was the one who took the brunt of the first salvo from the lich. Chen. A lost-looking half-elf being comforted by the cleric. Fianna and Mirica. The odd kenku, over there somewhere. And Toc the Younger, THE Toc the Younger, and his copy. So many questions. For later. Assuming there is a later.
A voice, still Jezun's, but huskier, and much more precise. "Well that could have gone dramatically worse, though I fear we are not out of it. Shall we make preparations in case it returns?"He pauses. "I should introduce myself. I am Nuzej. We haven't met formally, though I can access some of Jezun's memories. It's a bit...foggy. You may have realized he can be a bit daft. He means well! And has progressed spectacularly in his studies. Not much of a reader, though, or a thinker. I am happy he appears to have discovered a very capable, compassionate, effective group. 100% better than attempting endeavors alone."
He looks at Toc, with a deep reverence and respect. Not quite a bow, but a clear understanding he is in the presence of a towering mind that he had heretofore only read about. "Toc the Younger. And Tic. What is the present situation, and what are we doing about it? Perhaps I can be of some assistance."
Toc, who had moved over to the healing spirit to take in some of its healing stops and stares at jezun....or nujez. His mouth opens as if he was going to say something....but then closes a moment later without any words emerging. A puzzled look settles on his face. Chen, half listening walks over and chucks the other lich at the Mythallar, atomizing the body. And goes to stand where the lich was.
Mirica returns with Fianna while making soothing noises.
(If undoing bag can be considered "free action" Mirica will do it for herself (and just in case - spell components are on her! Not in the to-be-sacrificed-bag!))
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
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(Chen can take no action during his turn)
End of turn INT save: 9
Still stunned. Still drooling
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
DM:
Arcana: 29
Counterspell at the appropriate level
(Even stunned Chen still should get his 16 HP, right?)
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
(So, I'm going to say that Mirica and Fianna can't instantly telepathically bond and form this plan, so...through a series of suggestive looks and motions and words, you both agree to this plan and Fi'finnella is able to get her hands on both bags, with their tops open and ready, but for this round, that's it. Next round, move and smoosh things together should be do'able....also, what exactly is stored in these bags? I assume your money and personal affects and all non-magical gear on your character sheets..except spell components...?)
You all watch as Jezun....stands in one place...one hand gripping his staff....but his other hand weaving magic of some sort...while he stands tall...a strange determined look on his face. He reaches out with his hand as if to grasp one of the Alhoon's....while Quaryl attempts to counterspell his magic. Jezun replies, with his own forceful counterspell, his hand going up, his face calm and focused...and then releases his magic. The Alhoon...already having tried to counter Tic's fireball can do nothing....suddenly it's as if a giant invisibile hand has grabbed him.
Strength Check: 9
You all watch as the Alhoon is suddenly flung forcefully through the air and into the Mythallar at the center of the room.
Alhoon Con save vs DC 22 : 13. 182 damage, save for half.
The Alhoon is ripped apart into molecules and ceases to exist.
Meanwhile Fianna attempts to Levitate the other Alhoon into the air. 27 But he throws off the magic with a shrug.
Quaryl looks towards the lost Alhoon with a hiss....and glares at Jezun...he speaks a single word...and the word strikes Jezun like a hammer blow.... Jezun stumbles back....his mind ringing...stunned..... Power word stun You can make a DC 20 CON save at the end of your next turn to shake off the effect.
Russell, Mirica, your turns....
[ Round 3: Mirica: 19, A1: 19, Tic/Toc: 17, Chen: 15, Jezun: 10, Fianna: 9, Quaryl: 8, Russel: 7 ]
What's the difference between a Wizard and a Sorcerer?
Class.
After watching Jezun seemingly throw one of the Alhoon into the giant orb of death... Russel makes a mental note not to piss him off. At least not while they are in this room...
Seeing Toc engaged in melee with the other, non-flying Alhoon, Russel attempts to seize an opportunity to strike.
Action:
Scimitar Attack: 11 Damage: 8
Wound damage on hit, next turn 3
Sneak attack if hit: 23
Wails from the Grave: 15necrotic damage (if sneak hits, this damage goes on the next closest enemy within 30ft.)
Bonus action:
Dagger Attack: 26 Damage: 8
(If DM will be so incredibly kind an allows to turn the bags inside out to spill contents forth and then put the bag right as a free action, then all is safe. If not, Mirica would like to get the money out of it before handing it to FiFinella.)
Right now all Mirica's effort and hopes were concentrated on The Plan, but she kept an eye on the others. Toc, as nimble as he was, was way too close to the lich to count it remotely "not that dangerous". Chen was still out but relatively safe with the Healing Spirig guarding him (13 more HP to Chen, 2/6 charges, 26 HP total by now) and she risked to leave him and run closer to the fighters.
Movement - to Toc
Action: Death Ward on Toc
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
All equipment generally carried within the Bag of Holding besides:
Robe of ArchFey (Archmage)
Staff of Power Bag of Critters (Tricks)
Flute
(2) Daggers hidden upon her person
(1) Coin Pouch with Appr. 100 gold in it
(1) Backpack containing
(1) Healer's Kit
(1) Component Pouch
(1) Bag of 500 Ball Bearings
(1) Blanket
(1 each) Book, Ink Pen, Ink Bottle w/ink
(3) Candles
(1) Piece of Chalk Traveler's Clothes (spare set)
(1) Soap
(3) Perfume
(1) Manacles
500gp of various pricey components
4 black pearls worth 500gp crushed
a finely made silver dagger. Whoever holds it can use an action to tell which way is north. (does not require attunement)
a jewelled dagger in a sheath...probably just cut glass. It is a replica of the blade Sir Thiscar used to slay the boar that gored him, as he was laying dying in the forest.
The above is what is NOT in Fianna's Bag of Holding. She's got a lot of miscellaneous spares of much of the above in the Bag of Holding - Just in case.
Inside BoH besides the misc stuff is:
Air Steppers since she's not had a chance to reattune since throwing Ezhia's bracers at him and them being given to Jahren.
A bunch more clothes.
Couple spare flutes, component pouches and a bunch of spare Healer's Kits.
Leather Armor.
14 potions of healing.
2 Two person tents.
Scrolls of: Fly, Invisibility, Beacon of Hope
Dust of Dryness
Silver Mirror that doesn't get Dirty
+1 Longsword of Temperature Control
97 gold
(I could list all the misc duplicates as well... but do you really want me to?)
Question out of curiosity: Why did the Alhoon Jezun target have disadvantage on Con save and the one Fianna target have advantage?
Also due to curiosity: Fianna will attempt to use arcana to recognize the spell Jezun used, not knowing him to be a spell caster: 22
Oh yeah, third curiosity question: Does casting a concentration spell that is resisted negate a prior concentration spell? I'm assuming so, but worth knowing for sure...
Fianna's eyes see as Jezun casts a Telekinesis spell, followed by a Fifth level counterspell.....as if he were a wizard or something.
The Kenku slips across the floor like a shadow, making no noise as he sidles up next to Toc, his scimitar lashing out. His first blow tears into the Alhoon, sending its undead insides flying. A dark shadow that mirrors the blow sweeps out, but Quaryl is too far and so it evaporates harmlessly. Then Russel's dagger lashes out stinging the Alhoon again, who at this point looks thoroughly chopped up, yet still standing.
The Alhoon, now beset upon by two, and looking quite injured...looks around in a panic, its tentacles twisting. The Alhoon uses his force of will and summons a force forward, it shoves Toc and Russel back away from him a few feet....a solid invisible wall between them and him.
Toc, his eyes still glittering, mutters to Russel, "Spherical wall of force...." He mutters an arcane word and appears standing behind the Alhoon....and swings his blades....
Attack: 27 Damage: 9 + 12 fire damage
Attack: 15 Damage: 10
The Alhoon attempts to raise an invisible shield to protect himself but Toc's blade goes through his neck, and the green fire burns across his head, and the Alhoon's body goes limping, thumbing to the ground....his momentary wall of force gone.
Tic looks to Quaryl, a shrewd look on his face....and casts a spell....magical glowing balls of force appear and zip across the space and strike the undead... 7 ... much to the surprise of some in the room.
Out of turn, Quaryl hisses at his allies dropping and targets [Random non-elven, non-already-stunned target selector: Russel, Mirica, Fianna 3 ] and unleashes a powerful spell at Fianna. Fianna, you take 10 psychic damage. Roll a DC 20 Intelligence save or your Charisma and Intelligence become 1 as he unleashes a Feeblemind spell.
Chen, Jezun, Fianna, your actions.
[ Round 3: Mirica: 19, A1: 19, Tic/Toc: 17, Chen: 15, Jezun: 10, Fianna: 9, Quaryl: 8, Russel: 7 ]
What's the difference between a Wizard and a Sorcerer?
Class.
Chen INT save: 8
Drool, drool
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
"Umm, guys? Jezun isn't Jezun anymore..." Fianna says while seeing the monk do some high class spelling.
Fianna Intelligence save: 11
((More after we see if she's cool or if she drool...))
Fianna, getting hit with the spell, looses all expression. She looks around at all that seems to be happening in the room and slowly starts backing the frack out...
Fi'Finella, for her part, is busy following the plan. Moving to within 10' of both Quarrel and the portal he seems to be dumping energy into, the impish familiar flutters there invisible and slips one Bag of Holding inside of the other...
((Actually, Fianna has advantage against Spells and Magical Effects - 4 - But I'm assuming that doesn't save her anyway but had to try!))
The stunned look returns to Jezun’s face, and his arms drop to his sides. He can take no action, but here’s a CON save for the end of the turn: 17
(The DM is mean and won't let you dump and fix a bag of holding with a free action, but...you can retrieve one thing for a free action...such as a bag of coins......)
Fi'Finella flaps across the room, arcing in a wide swoop around the outside of the Mythallar and swoops in over top of Quaryl...getting just to the edge of his spherical wall..to just within 10 feet..... Quaryl, having reacted with a counterspell and feebleminded just looks up...unable to change what's to come. The two bags are jammed together.
A vortex opens up in space...rippling through the air around Quaryl and his portal....it grows in an instant to fill a large space and then collapses into nothing a "BANG" is heard as the air rushes into the empty space....where once stood the Quaryl and a portal. The portal is gone, the protective sphere is gone,...and the room is quiet, a single undead Illithid body lays inert on the floor.
Tic drops Haste on Chen...so he's exhausted for a round. Toc looks to the group....and moves towards them....glancing at both Jezun, Chen, and Fianna who all appears stunned to some degree. "That was insane...but...effective..." he says to Mirica. You have about 30 seconds before something else is going to happen, what do you do (and make your saves to see if you break free of Stun and Mind blasted....)
What's the difference between a Wizard and a Sorcerer?
Class.
The drool continues to run freely down Chen's jowls as he stands there staring into nothingness. But the drool slows to a mere trickle, and a sudden wave of exhaustion washes over him, as the magic spell leaves him.
Let's rockndrool...
(6 seconds) INT save: 13
(12 seconds) INT save: 20
As his salivary glands dry up, Chen looks around. Despite his apparent catatonic state, he must have semi-consciously been taking in the details of the battle, and is aware of what has transpired. Wondering whether the elf-lich is truly gone or has just turned somehow invisible, the dragonborn goes and stands in the exact spot that Quaryl just vacated.
(Who knows... if he returns with his sphere still intact, maybe Chen will end up inside it!)
Oh, and if there's time, Chen will pick up the dead alhoon and toss it into the sphere of annihilation.
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
"I so hope you are right!" Mirica was staring intently at the empty spot where Quaryl was standing a moment ago. "They warned you about the effect when you buy those bags. Never saw it before thought. Don't know if lasts. Can we do something about this annihilating sphere?"
She was drained of practically every resource she had (though the Healing spirit was still sitting on the floor, offering heal to anyone needing it - that is still 4 charges 13HP each!). Mirica looked around "Fianna, I think we did it. Fianna?" Damn it! Good thing they still had the diamond dust. Bad thing - it was useless until at least tomorrow. She caught the girl and trying to speak in soft soothing voice like people speak with a frightened animal, wanted to gently walk Fianna to the corner - right now little fey was not in conditions to wander alone in this place.
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((Approximately 400lbs of equipment, on impish familiar and two magic items deleted from inventory...))
Slowly wandering out of the room, confused by all that is going on, Fianna feels a sudden loss but doesn't understand what it is. Still, the suddenly severed... connection? Is that a word? The emptiness leaves her feeling... empty. And sad. Yes, sad and empty. Yes. That's right... No, not right. Bigly not right, but correct maybe? Accurate?
Before Fianna can even get far enough to have to make a decision on which way to turn, someone was there next to her. Guiding her. They were... making sounds of some kind. Soft, gentle noises. They were soft, kind sounding noises and Fianna kind of remembered this person as a friend... Yes, friend. Yes. So Fianna allowed herself to be directed by this person. Kind person. Nice person... Yes... Yes.
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Meanwhile, elsewhere: Fi'Finella hovers about in a vast void of seemingly nothingness. Well not exactly nothingness. It was like an endless silver sea, soft grey clouds and far off, away on the horizon, violent streaks of color and shocks of light. Fi'Finella waited... and waited... and waited.
"Well $#!+," Fi'Finella said, sullenly, after a few minutes. Or days. It was really impossible to tell.
She should have re-summoned me by now, the imp thought. That was the plan... The familiar sighed and would have stomped a foot, if there was a place on which to stomp said foot. Never trust a warlock!
6 seconds CON save: 24
12 seconds CON save: 11
18 seconds CON save: 10
Jezun's blank face, personifying both the "Whoa." and "Dude!" expressions, for 18 seconds. Then, a slow blink, a head shake, and balance regained in the slight frame. Quick eye movements to locate the lich. Unsuccessful. It's gone. That gambit the familiar was attempting must have worked. Then a wider gaze to take in the room. One alhoon still destroyed, and the other on the ground, seemingly dead. Lost time in that powerful spell. Putting the puzzle pieces together. A familiar habit.
Jezun's frame takes a step forward and rotates to take in the group. A dragonborn wiping drool off his face, he was the one who took the brunt of the first salvo from the lich. Chen. A lost-looking half-elf being comforted by the cleric. Fianna and Mirica. The odd kenku, over there somewhere. And Toc the Younger, THE Toc the Younger, and his copy. So many questions. For later. Assuming there is a later.
A voice, still Jezun's, but huskier, and much more precise. "Well that could have gone dramatically worse, though I fear we are not out of it. Shall we make preparations in case it returns?" He pauses. "I should introduce myself. I am Nuzej. We haven't met formally, though I can access some of Jezun's memories. It's a bit...foggy. You may have realized he can be a bit daft. He means well! And has progressed spectacularly in his studies. Not much of a reader, though, or a thinker. I am happy he appears to have discovered a very capable, compassionate, effective group. 100% better than attempting endeavors alone."
He looks at Toc, with a deep reverence and respect. Not quite a bow, but a clear understanding he is in the presence of a towering mind that he had heretofore only read about. "Toc the Younger. And Tic. What is the present situation, and what are we doing about it? Perhaps I can be of some assistance."
Toc, who had moved over to the healing spirit to take in some of its healing stops and stares at jezun....or nujez. His mouth opens as if he was going to say something....but then closes a moment later without any words emerging. A puzzled look settles on his face. Chen, half listening walks over and chucks the other lich at the Mythallar, atomizing the body. And goes to stand where the lich was.
Mirica returns with Fianna while making soothing noises.
Russel looks on confused.
What's the difference between a Wizard and a Sorcerer?
Class.