Veruzak shrugs,
So long as it isn't me, I don't care who checks... I'm far to important to die by slime, my skin absorbs things you know. Imagine how much more difficult it is trying to prevent being a homicide victim, when poison could be administered with something so innocent as a handshake. Much less popping a water balloon, full of Abyss-knows-what. the eladrin flippantly gestures toward the balloons and calls out,
Kendrick, nature calls. before leaving the husk in Atlas' capable hands to explore the cave.
First the wizard positioned himself toward the center of the room, and cast out the arcane tendrils from his body that the group had become accustomed too.
After confirming or denying arcane presence still lingering, Veruzak pulls an appendage off the Hiveguard, and begins using it to poke the walls, as he walks the cave. After the light begins dimming when he turns the corner, he recasts the light spell, this time onto the ghastly tool.
As he walked the shadar-kai-raised Veruzak was thinking,
*Bell doesn't believe me, how can I prove what she is though? Empirically, without a doubt. Take her to the shadow lands/no that wouldn't work, she'd say she looks like half-elves and eladrin too. !!HA!! Take her to the feywild! She's been stomping in the Shadow, thinking it the Fey. People don't just know the difference, they have to learn it, like anything else. I forget I'm a genius by training, and not natural talent. * The faces he made reflected the emotions of his thought, contemplation, elation, focus, and finally a new fervor too.
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Oh Procrastination, how you draw me to the boards...
cast light on hiveguard appendage
18 arcana detect magic
15 perception to find loot and secret doors
Veruzak won't touch anyone or anything with the slime on it, now that he has prestidigitated himself clean.
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