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Spell is an emanation, with duration of concentration. It is only active while you concentrate and on those within 40'

Fly toward the beast and up until he's noticeably above the beast, certainly out of reach. Say at least 20' above the highest head. 30' would be better if he has move for that (moving upwards halves the move) He will shoot poison arrow once Akos hits the creature with his curse. After that...

You humans, always in a hurry. What is 1 or 1d4 hours? Or days for that matter. :p

Don't do that! I can heal, just need to wake up. Short rest is fine, but healing should come first because I need to do some lengthy rituals :) and we don't know if we'll have the time for short rest

Tell me when someone gets Vairar awake, we get some healing and then take proper rest

No, no, he's 22. Same age, really. We just count the decades, but we live slower.

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Rockhorn notes the reaction of Elites, knowing the reason and not really caring for rigid hierarchy. Still, he makes it a point to be at least acceptable to people who helped save him. He straightens up his uniform and salutes smartly as he, surprisingly, receives two potions from his superior...

I had Vairar at 240 years, old enough to be mercenary veteran, not yet quite old enough to be tired of the world

And then the next five will eat you without support from the rest of us. If Quinn and Maur and Litrix have to move and attack instead of full attacking the line of spiders to get you out we leave casters in the open. The idea was that we keep the line so we cannot be surrounded. I cannot tell...

Cold flasks, entanglement bags, sleeping powder, sneezing powder, innocent bystanders, virgins...whatever can stop it. :p "Captain, Commander, maybe I could get a slashing long weapon, a glaive maybe, and try to chop off head or three?"

Litrix nods to Quinn "Thanks!" And then starts a cadence of orders, counting steps for everyone to retreat in orderly fashion. "Come on then! Orderly retreat in step in three, two, one...Phar, Caerth, Aureus go! Quinn, three, two, one, follow! Maur, Angus, all together now, go!" OOC: everyone...

it's concentration, I didn't use it. I should, but it's usually better to have bless or spirit guardians or web :D

The pegasus approaches the group and lands, and once close it is revealed to be barely the size of a donkey and the dwarf was a dwarf for his race, barely the size of a gnome. Astride his exotic mount, he still couldn't see humans eye to eye. Those knowing the race might recognize his disheveled...

Inspired investigation: 1d20+7+4 = [1]+7+4 = 12 NAT 1 :( Doom and gloom.