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Zaroch shrugs. "​Sounds good to me."

With the eldritch tendrils still writhing about the battlefield, Zaroch concentrated on seeking out a new target, but fell short of the rock throwing foe. He then clambered up the rubble pile to the south, taking cover behind the slope. Standard: Hypnotize vs Skeletal Rock Thrower 2, +5 vs Will...

EDIT: Posted my action before my turn because I may not be able to post tomorrow. It was pretty failsauce anyways. :P Zaroch scanned the room, and leapt in to action the moment he spotted the closest skeleton from over the top of the intervening pile of rubble. He circled around to the right...

"Any way will do." Zaroch says with a shrug.

Do we explicitly in-character not remember any of map without making checks? Because OOC I remember the layout of the mine rather well.

As Kurnos and Ilse move in the enchanter extends an arm, and an arc of dark blue lightning reaches from his fingertip to the surviving skeleton. "Blood and bone, or magic and hatred." Zaroch muses out loud. "They fall to pieces just as easily. What a pity." Standard: Magic Missile the...

Now that one of the enemies was both exposed and isolated, Zaroch pressed the advantage. He dashed forward until he got a good clean shot, and extended an arm. Strands of arcane energy reach out towards his target, and while it almost managed to slip free, Zaroch redoubled his efforts and...

Zaroch advanced with the group, and sent an arcane thread hurtling towards the end of the room with each step. After 30 feet he paused, and began manipulating the 'strings', causing the shadows from the rubble pile at end of the room to animate. One of the skeletons became entangled, and was...

"What a surprise," Zaroch remarks dryly, "more skeletons."

Zaroch slinks silently behind the party, keeping several paces between himself and the next in line.

Zaroch takes the rear, removing his glasses and polishing them nervously as he glances about. "The things we'll do for filthy lucre, eh?"

"It'll take ten hours or so for that fire to run its course naturally." He informs the group. "We have a little time before the ventilation system is overwhelmed by the smoke, but pressing onward is almost certainly going to get us trapped between a rock and a hard place. I recommend we fall...

Sliding down the rubble pile, the mage regroups with the melee combatants. "As much as I appreciate the firelight," Zaroch shouts over the din of the blaze, "I should probably point out how incredibly dangerous this is! Undead aside, the most dangerous conditions encountered in mines are the...

Crawling up the other side of the rubble pile, Zaroch turns his attention to the now-exposed rock throwing skeleton. Extending an arm, his arcane threads seek out their target, and entwine the skeleton. The undead creature suddenly leaps towards the nearest mound of burning ore, not stopping...

Sorry, I tend to skim over the stuff that isn't in character, and I missed the bit about cleaning up initiative order. Zaroch sends more threads of arcane energy shooting through the air with a flick of the wrist. They land in the ground surrounding the burning skeleton, and with a few select...

What about D3? It acts before me. Ja?

Zaroch moves around the mine cart, instead climbing up the pile of rubble. Skeletons... Zaroch muses. I've studied them before. Maybe I can find a weak spot. As he drew a blank, realizing that the openings presenting themselves were terrible, he realized that he would have to do something. So...

Zaroch does a double take, sighs and pushes his glasses back up. "Well, at least it's better than the troll." He mutters dryly. "I don't like the look of that burning one though..."

Zaroch heads over to the desks, to get a better look at the weathered old papers upon them.

"The first thing we need to worry about," Zaroch declares as he heads toward the cave, "is not dying of hypothermia. I have grown rather fond of my extremities, and am afraid that waiting to discuss the situation will put them in grave jeopardy."