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Hmm... yeah, I was thinking similar to magic weapon illumination. That being said, I think I prefer the illumination, as I can't see in the dark.

Melkolf laughs. "I can fly there myself, carrying a rope for the rest of you... if one of you has a rope or ropes long enough, that is. Of course, that's assuming that the energy field around the castle isn't some sort of deadly ward of slaying."

Alan strides forward boldly, his sword lighting the way. He watches for any sign of opposition, ready to cut it down.

Activating his Mind Blade, Alan steps forward. "Let's do what we came here to do." (assuming the others follow) With 'sword' and shield, Alan advances, watching carefully for any sign of opposition.

Melkolf nods. "In that case, we must plan how we are to make our assault... the castle's defenses appear to be formidable. If you wish, I shall scry ahead, but be forewarned that there is a chance of detection."

Alan nods grimly. "It shall be as you command, enlightened one." Alan bows again, then turns and leaves.

Alan nods, stepping forward after Tur. "The job seems straightforward enough. With any luck, stealth and the force of arms shall prevail. Unless you have any information on the nature of their defenses, we have all we need."

Alan nods. "As you will. I shall carefully check for that book, and on finding it, return it to you unopened."

Melkolf raises an eyebrow. "Well, that was... odd... clearly, my power didn't work against you... it was reflected. That's certainly an interesting item..."

Melkolf raises his eyebrow at the suggestion, then shakes his head, pulling out his mirror. He points it at Theobald, mentally issuing the suggestion: 'You should take that useless helmet off... it doesn't protect you from gaze attacks, and only hinders your vision'

Melkolf shakes his head. "It's nothing major... just a mind-control effect... a suggestion. It works when someone sees their reflection in my mirror. I'd have you do something innocuous, like walk across the room or some such."

Melkolf frowns in concentration. "I seem to remember hearing about an item like that... it protected against gaze attacks, as I recall. Would you care to put it on again, so I can test that theory?"

Alan bows respectfully, not familiar with the exact titles, but getting a similar sense to that of the Great Necromancers in his homeland... powerful magi who are big on formality. "My thanks, enlightened one. I am Alan Keep, a mystic warrior currently in service to the Dover."

Alan nods. "Excellent. Let us do so."

ooc: oops... misread that... :o Melkolf shakes his head. "Ahh, I mistook that aura. I'm still thinking about this potion... it's really quite an interesting thing. Someone managed to create a potion of Reduce Monster, that can be used offensively... an interesting and unheard of feat of...

In that case, Melkolf takes and pockets the note before they arrive, and heads off with them. "A helmet with an aura of transmutation? Hmm... that's odd... I can only think of one magic helmet that might have such an aura... and that is the infamous Helm of Opposite Alignment. I strongly...

Barring any odd occurances, they set up camp and rest. Alan will ask to be excused from the watch order, on account of his injury.

Melkolf is duly impressed, and keeps the potion... (the others should be back by the time he's finished, though)

Alan returns to his previous position, and resumes scanning the forest for threats.

Fair enough... I'm not big on shield-bashing anyways.