After a sharp turn, you come into view of the Seer's sanctum. It is a gaudy affair, the walls lined with rich tapestries and tables laden with extravagant ritual objects of astonishing variety. The image that rivets your attention, though, lies in the center of this 40' radius chamber. Chained to the ceiling is a five-pointed frame of iron, from which is suspended the angel Abd-Ratep. He bleeds from a score of vicious wounds, identical to those inflicted on Vilya by the devil's tails. The blood pours to his chest, hanging down from the frame, and runs into a deep vessel of adamant, which somehow grows no fuller. The Seer chants over this unholy grail, his hands making arcane gestures that leave glittering trails of yellow-black flame in the air. The entire chamber seems to shimmer with a purple light, growing to a nearly opaque aura around the center of the room.
OOC: Init: 29 Vilya, Brystasia 25, Kelnar 22, Cimmerian 17, Sandorel 14, Antillus 12, Seer 11, Rynin 11
Vilya leaps forward at astonishing speed, her scimitar leaving a trail of fire. She races at the Seer, but is repulsed by some unseen wall 10 feet short of him.
Brystasia chants, touching the blades of the Cimmerian and Rynin, which begin to glow with a brilliant silvery radiance. She then strides forward, her countenance changing from merely superhuman to an unearthly, near-divine aura of terrible beauty unmatched by anything you've ever been privileged to see. As she enters the chamber, a strange purple rippling seems to encase her, stripping the Bless spell from her.
Kelnar chants, and the entire party is hasted, save for Vilya and Brystasia.
OOC: I'm pausing the action for a moment, to give you the chance to alter your actions in light of the Seer's evident protection. A note; Kelnar's Arcane Eye was able to garner no information, mysteriously vanishing as it neared the Seer's chamber.