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Alara gestured again, sending a ball of blue flame across the room. This time it connected, but did little more than singe the birdman's feathers. Attacking k4 _: 1D20+5 = [13]+5 = 18 Alara fire bolt damage on k4: 1D10 = [2] = 2

Seeing Rotom hard pressed by the two kenku, Alara stepped into the room and gestured. A bolt of flame shot across the room at the injured birdman behind the table. Move inside the doorway and step 1 space E to make sure Ogham has room to get in. Firebolt one of the kenku. to-hit _: 1D20+5 =...

Alara was caught off-guard. She tried to adjust, but her game leg caught on a loose floorboard. She staggered, slowed. No Reaction, she'll wait for the surprise round to be over. Or is it over?

Alara considered. On the battlefield, she'd have had Korra kick the door in without a second thought. But this might be some innocent person's door, and it would create substantial problems if they broke it open. Since Rotom seemed to be requesting her consent, she nodded.

Alara winced, but simply tried to look relaxed while waiting for the door to open.

"Why indeed?" asked Alara, and gestured for Korra to take the lead down the steps. She fell in behind the big half-orc. "Anyone have any ideas for figuring out which door we need to kick in?" she asked quietly, once they were clear of the landing site.

Alara looked at Rotom, impressed with the kobold. It would never have occurred to the wizard that a neighbor would simply give up a gangster's safehouse.

Alara considered their situation, then eyed the dragon-headed skycoach. Odd that someone in a tenement tower would have such a thing, she mused. And an outsider would surely not leave it here. She looked around, wondering if anyone was keeping an eye on it. "Do you see anyone who might be...

"Good thinking," Alara replied to Rotom. "So, we just need to find some people to ask? Who could we trust?" She looked at Ogham. "I don't suppose any of your animal friend could give us some guidance?" She seemed serious.

Alara was already looking much refreshed as the team alighted from the skycoach. She once again passed silver over to the driver without asking the others to contribute. The noblewoman wondered why she bothered, as she surely was not convincing any of her fellows that she was in possession of...

Alara looked back at Liutbrand, and found him looking at DePoe in concern. The past few minutes' exertions clearly had not agreed with the latter, and a thin sheen of sweat covered his skin. In answer to her unspoken question, Liutbrand said in a carefully casual tone. "I think DePoe should...

OK, so, how does everyone feel about the plan at player level? We send Liutbrand and DePoe on a changeling hunt, and we head for the safehouse. I think we've got enough injuries (and Alara is out of spells) that it makes sense to do a short rest somewhere out of sight of the safehouse before...

Alara considered Korra's words and decided to try to reassure her. "I know that when we had our last staff meeting at HQ, Fenic brought tea and Aundairan pastries," she offered. "A changeling wouldn't know that, so I'm Alara. And I haven't lost sight of any of the others since the skycar, so...

Alara nods at Korra, but gestures over the bridge. "Didn't work out well for them," she observed. The wizard looked along the bridge to the edge of the crowd where the changeling disappeared. "Liutbrand, do you think you could track a blood trail through the city? We might still be able to...

Alara cast her arm forward, sending another jet of flame at the retreating gnoll. But the dog-man jetted upward unexpectedly, and her spell managed only to set fire to some linen that had been set to dry outside a tower window. The alarmed washerwoman beat out the flames and shook her fist at...

Alara cursed herself for letting the changeling slip away, but there was no time to dwell on it. She ducked to the edge of the bridge to take what cover she could, and loosed a bolt of blue fire at the nearest gnoll. The creature yelped as the flame struck its shoulder, and there was the smell...

What are the gnolls' disks made from? Do they look flammable, by any chance?

Alara cursed at the sight of the fleeing watch sergeant. But Rotom was right, it was dangerous to let them get away. She charged forward, reluctantly putting her back to the circling gnolls to give chase. Seeing the crowd parting before the thing, she made a decision for which she knew she...

The sensation of falling brought words of power to Alara's lips, and she and her companions righted themselves and began to settle gently through the air. But even as she cast, she realized she could not bring the magic to bear for so many, and reluctantly chose to let the kobold fall, hoping...

Alara will use her Feather Fall for everyone but Rotom, figuring the artificer will have the least trouble using the feather token.