End of Round 1, Start of Round 2
Spec moved forward until he was faced head-on with the dark-skinned she-elf. This room was much, much colder than the rest of the hold. The ceiling in the grand salon north of the she-elf looked to be double the usual height, reaching perhaps as high as twenty feet. In here, however, the ceiling was its usual ten feet. The floor in the grand salon looked to be covered in a sheet of black ice. Here and there, snow dotted the floor in piles and clumps.
As Spec closed in on the she-elf, he could see that her robes billowed--the finest silk silhouetted a comely form swathed in an ermine-lined black cloak. Her body was perfection--curves flowing into angles--and she would have been classically lovely were it not for the cruelty in her eyes. As Spec moved into the room with the she-elf and Kobolds, movement at the periphery of his
light caught his eye. It caught Colden's and Roscoe's and Fulgrim's eyes, too. There, in the grand salon--if it could be called that--beyond the she-elf, stood another drow elf, a male. His skin was mapped with scars and in one hand he bore a longsword with a curved blade. Spec could see runes glittering with malice along the length of the blade's curve. The sword, while remarkable, was put to shame by the item in the male drow's other hand. He held a leash of black chain, at the end of which stood a dragon, collared, white with hoar frost along the spiny ridge of its back. The beast was easily as tall as the male elf. When Spec neared, the dragon unfurled pale wings, reared on hind legs, and bellowed a cry of unrest. The creature's sapphire eyes bore into Spec, ill intent and intelligence mired in equal measure.
At the dragon's bellow, Kobolds 5 and 6 started in fear. Kobold 5 darted forward--half an eye on Spec all the while--to stand before a sleeping comrade, and
fired a light crossbow quarrel at Guran that avoided any cover the dwarf had from being partly around a corner, dealing
4 points of damage. The kobold croaked in glee and started loading another bolt. Encouraged by its brethren's success, Kobold6 crept forward, a dagger in its hands. It looked at Spec, then at Colden, then froze, terror in its eyes. The male drow barked an angry command at Kobold6, but still the creature did not move.
The she-elf grew visibly impatient. She closed her eyes and began chanting. There was rhythm and meter to her words, though the tongue was foreign. Instantly, Guran ceased to be limned with violet light; the priestess's energy was expended elsewhere at the moment. Her cries grew to crescendo, yet still she chanted, not ceasing. The she-elf opened her eyes and pointed at Colden. All went black. Spec found himself effectively walled off by magical silence and darkness; he could see forward, but behind him was a wall of inky mute black through which he could neither see nor hear. He was alone in the room with only the she-elf and her colleagues.
Guran, Colden, and Roscoe find themselves caught inside a black void of silence that not even Guran's keen eyes could pierce. Fulgrim, who remained behind in the antechamber, found himself--like Spec--suddenly alone. He could not hear, and now he could not see anything much at all beyond the square immediately to his front (he could still see to his left and right, however).
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No riposte was necessary this round, [MENTION=6787159]Skarsgard[/MENTION], because Colden was not targeted by an attack. Guran and Spec may make either an Intelligence (Arcana) or Intelligence (Religion) check DC 14 to know what spell the she-elf cast. Fulgrim knows she cast darkness, and that the spell was centered on Colden in R39.
End of Round 1, start of Round 2. Fulgrim's turn, [MENTION=95059]Forged Fury[/MENTION]!
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Initiative:
Dark-skinned she-elf 21
Fulgrim 20
Male drow
16
Colden 14
Winged Kobold1 12
Roscoe 11
Crone 10
Guran 10
Spec 10
Kobolds 5
Dragon
2
[sblock=DM]
Crone __/__
Dark-skinned she-elf __/__
Male drow __/__
Dragon __/__
Kobold1 dead
Kobold2 5/5
Kobold3 5/5
Kobold4 dead
Winged Kobold1 7/7
Winged Kobold2 dead
Kobold5 5/5
Kobold6 5/5
She-elf Concentration check
11[/sblock]
