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(Glad you got your spells. I'm still happy for you guys to take a long rest. No biggie. Also, didn't see in initiative for Eovin. If you wanna roll, go for it. Otherwise the order is Selythin, Alan, Eovin. Doesn't matter a lot when you're only fighting a couple or few monsters.) Everyone...

(There was a long rest outside the castle before you started fighting your way up. That being said, this is a slow play by post game and I want it to be fun. I'm going to let you take a long rest here if you want. Decide as a group. It doesn't make a lot of narrative sense, but I'd rather...

((It's worth noting you had time for a short rest between the destruction of the flying chaos beast and now.)) ***

Zenythin nodded to Selythin as the trio of heroes started up the stairs to the upper most reaches of the dead faerie queen's castle. They could still hear laughing, a cracking, strange warble from down corridors and through doors, yet still highly audible, magically even. It was the evil wizard...

Through the young tailor's magic, Alan, Eovin, and Selythin all ran out on the balcony chasing the mortally wounded flying snake beast. They all attacked the glowing creature, although only Selythin's booming attack with his ancestral sword struck true. The chaos beast shattered into a thousand...

(Alan misses as both of you move onto the balcony below the weird flying snake, attacking its tail. You've got this chaos beast on the ropes. Eovin's blast of flame hurts the creature. It's almost a goner at this point. Still awaiting Selythin's action to see if you guys finish the thing off. 🤞)

Alan had no luck, even as the skittering, blood dripping beast of chaos stumbled to and fro. It looked at the tailor with a fierce rage, bearing fangs and claws. It did not strike, however, even as it turned its long, weird, scaly hide away and flapped toward and out onto the balcony on the west...

(🤞 for Alan...) The chaos beast stumbled as it clawed its way up out of the broken pieces of table, chairs, and torn curtain. It was obviously incredibly hurt. An odd look of panic played across its blood shot eyes and gruesome features. It dripped sizzling black blood as it staggered to its...

(Sorry for the delay, players! I'm still here!) Positions of characters at beginning of the next round... (Chaos Beast: red; Eovin: purple; Selythin: green; Alan: blue; Zenythin: yellow.) The strange black snake with wings, claws, and fangs continued scritch-scratching up onto the next level...

Selythin attempted to cover his compatriots as best as possible, maintaining his hex on the snake-like chaos beast as it continued to skitter up the closest three-story tree. Cousin Zenythin still clutched at his torso, head down. He tried to stay near Selythin. Alan, hurt from the blast of...

Selythin blasted the skittering, slithering chaos beast as it started to close. Eovin flew up, attempting to spray the beast with magic, but missed widely. Alan held fast, ready for when the beast closed within melee range. (Since the beast never got there, Alan never got to attack.) Instead...

(Selythin's action will take place as the beast closes to within 5 feet, on its next turn. Beast is 20 feet away currently. Eovin gets within 10. Alan is in the back, also 20 feet away, but can still take a move and action.) ***

The chaos beast skittered off the tree and slithered toward the group. It wasn't fast enough to strike out at anyone with claw or tooth, but it looked much bigger now that it was closer, towering over Alan and Selythin. Cousin Zenythin hesitated in the hallway, waiting to see what the rest...

(Just for reference. You're all at the star. The new chaos beast is at the furthest tree, 60 feet away. Meaning, it will take a double move to close. The beast is scurrying and sliding down the tree trunk incredibly fast.)

Alan and Selythin inspect the vanity, noting there are three more vials of the swirling lavender liquid in one of the drawers. Otherwise, the vanity seems like an ordinary desk for putting on make-up. The scuffle didn't seem to have done anything but cosmetic damage. After a hurried inspection...

(Booming Blade couldn't be much louder than the loud bashing and clanging and breaking noises that are happening now. I'll have you check Stealth again as you move up to the next level.) Selythin's strike started to go wide yet again but the black ancestral blade's magic turned a near miss into...

The bright pink smoke rolled over the party as well as the coughing, sputtering hobgoblin. Purple and violet tendrils wound this way and that, clinging to limbs, obscuring visibility momentarily. Only cousin Zenythin managed to step back far enough into the corridor to avoid gas pouring from...