After crippling the Wilders' magical defenses and negating their some Enchantments with his Dispels - with minimal damage to his own spells - Darian decides to deal with the Wilder lackies. Using the speed granted by his haste spell, he unnecessarily gestures like sculptor molding clay into a small round shape and then points his index finger at the gnome. With a snap of his fingers, the word "Toad" and a contemptous glance, he triggers his Polymorph Other spell. Let's see how the cowardly illusionist handles that!
Hmm, the domination hadn't been dispeled. Dealing with that is a cleric's job. Tarkus, get William in a circle of protection, or run up and cast weaker spell upon him! He's been dominated."
After instructing the half orc, Darian then gracefully darts into the room. Well, that's probably what he meant to do. Since he's attempting to hurry, his natural grace - or lack there of - becomes apparent. Instead of neatly ducking past those in the hall, he bounces off the armored bulk of Tarkus, staggers past Lysander, and nearly trips over Tuskar and into Zelestine's back. Fortunately, he doesn't stumble into the Lady and his enchanted robes will remove all dirt and grime possibly accrued from touching the half orc and his beast.
Damn, he thinks to himself, I've embarrassed myself. Time for some flashy magic to cover for my cluminess. Despite his close proximity to the dwarf, he should have little trouble casting his next spell. It's not everyday that foes line themselves up for a spell attack. He draws his thin rapier and uses it to ward off the dwarf's axe while he invokes an unusual attack spell. As he chants in Draconic, the line his free hand traces in the air glows with a harsh white light. When the spell finishes, he thrusts his hand into the middle of the five foot line, propeling it foward. The line of white force sweeps into the dwarf, jars William, passes through Ellyn's midsection, and splits its force between the corner and the bald mage. The glow fades as the spell terminates into the wall.
If the power of the blasts knocks some of the Wilders off their feet, Darian exclaims, "I said you cannot stand before us. If you wish be subjected to the more powerful evocations that I've held in abeyance, then by all means, continue fighting. The usual elemental abjurations are nothing before its perfect design."
[Haste partial: Polymorph Other on gnome to change him into a toad. DC 23, 25 versus evil, +11 vs SR. Move action, go to H7 and draw rapier. Standard: cast Forceblast on the defensive - concentration +15 with Endurance, DC 18 - DC 20, 22 versus evil, +11 vs SR, 9d4 damage, Reflex half, those failing save knocked prone, aimed diagonally up]
