Sulannus, a little mollified that they were at last ready to engage in glorious heroics, produces her component pouch and pulls from it a little rod of clear quartz. She passes her hand over it, mumuring to herself. A chill wind blows around her, and the breaths of the party members puff visibly before their faces.
(Preparing to cast Ray of Frost to help provide ranged support.)
(Preparing to cast Ray of Frost to help provide ranged support.)