Trouvere
Explorer
Conuld takes a deep breath and comes to a sudden decision. From a pocket within his pouch, he takes a pinch of powdered iron and, head bowed, begins spellcasting, and watches as his feet recede from view. Now standing at twice his normal height, he marches towards the shameful scuffle. As he draws near, he casts a second quick spell. A high piercing howling scream as loud as a dozen men, tries to cut through the tumult, like the anger of angels, on and on.
Conuld stands still facing the rioting Helatians, palms outwards. Sparkling silver flames play around his foot-long hands, and drip along his arms.[sblock=Edit]"Please use this distraction to clear a space around the prisoner as best you can," he mouths silently into the minds of his Sairundani friends. OOC: Oops.. of course this spell has ended, since Conuld moved out of range of the men. Unless it kicks back in within its original duration when he returns?[/sblock]OOC: casting enlarge person, then ghost sound, and using prestidigitation
Conuld stands still facing the rioting Helatians, palms outwards. Sparkling silver flames play around his foot-long hands, and drip along his arms.[sblock=Edit]"
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