Though there were moments to spare, it was not as long as anyone would have liked. Imogen (with Weed following her) went down form the balcony to collect what few unbroken arrows she could find, while Qawasha doused some of the fires.
As they did, the barking, crowing, and cackling grew louder. Myrral released Keshma, who looked as if she had some concerns about how his request had been worded, but she agreed to do her best to fulfill the task.
The tabaxi hunters unfurled their nets and licked at their wounds, while Ussal healed himself and drank a potion. Ussal's familiar ate an ant, and the others drowned twitching in the slime of the spilled cauldron.
As Imogen was retrieving an arrow, she spotted the three animated dolls. Straw-girl said to her, quietly, hoping that the Hags wouldn't hear,
"We're rooting for you! But be careful - Baggy Nanna is the meanest of the bunch!"
Myrral had only made it a few targets into his healing spell when there was a snapping sound and everyone realized that an enormous woman, nine feet tall at least, was standing on the balcony. She had a straw sack over her head, and it wiggled, while barking, clucking, and hissing, as if the insane woman kept her pets under her hood.
Keshma reacted quickly - her lower body turned into a vortex of sand and she flew up toward the balcony with a large hammer held over her head, ready to strike. But the hag whispered (it was somehow both a quiet whisper, and yet everyone could hear it),
"Sleep, child. Sleep."
And the genie slumped to the ground, curled up in a pile of sand.
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Woops. I didn't do that on purpose. All rolled. I'll put a round-roller up. Myrall got off the first three heals, so Imogen got 6 & Ussal 21. Myrrall can keep concentrating on it, to try to get the other 7 rounds worth of healing.
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