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<blockquote data-quote="Jeremy" data-source="post: 270287" data-attributes="member: 4036"><p><em>Short update to tide any readers out there over while I write up the rumble. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /></em></p><p></p><p>Frederick spun Druveln around in his hands and the muck and mud walls about them shaped together. Another gesture and a command word later they solidified into rock solid granite, sealing the lab of the apprentices for the time being.</p><p></p><p>Zerin lay where Collin’s summoned Formians had dragged him and moved not an inch.</p><p></p><p>As their blood cooled from the encounter they settled down to listen.</p><p></p><p>It was a tense few minutes of silence before Tylette let out a sigh of relief and everyone plopped down into the mud to catch their breath. After a few moments of looking around at each other wordlessly, Collin pulled out his books and his memoir and began scratching away.</p><p></p><p>The wounded had already been dealt with by the Formians so Frederick simply sank down and rested. Tylette, with only a little of her sanity left after the ravages of the Allips paced back and forth endlessly murmuring to herself. Meanwhile Zerin lay trapped in his skull, unable to lift a single armored finger, much less move---drained by the life stealing powers of the Shades.</p><p></p><p>All in all, the poor group would probably prefer to have been fighting giaks or hill giants than necromancers deep in the bowels of the earth trudging through rotted granite the consistency and smell of old fecal matter. They had traveled in the terrible rot so long that they sometimes saw past it, but with nothing to do but wait until Frederick could draw upon more of Equitus’s power they had time to reflect on the sheer horror of what Tiztserak’s foul clone was doing to the very earth itself.</p><p></p><p>When the earthquakes came again the party could only pause in the scratching of notes to wonder what awaited them. In their present condition, they would be little match for whatever could be thrown at them. Frederick pulled forth a scroll and a charged sense of static electricity filled the air. He nodded to himself, whether for his own sake or that of Tylette’s fraying wisdom, and mentioned that it would be considerably more difficult for anyone to scry them for a while.</p><p></p><p>With that he wrapped in his mud-caked bedroll and tried to force himself to sleep.</p><p></p><p>After they awoke and prepared Frederick was finally able to repair Tylette’s mind and Zerin’s body, though he still did not move. Frederick came forward with his final <em>Restoration</em> for Collin who waved him off.</p><p></p><p>“I am uninjured.”</p><p></p><p>“But how? With everything we were surrounded by I assumed—“</p><p></p><p>Collin summoned up his brightest smile and flourished a bow only slightly marred by his acid tattered (but still magically clean) clothes, “I am a powerful sorcerer! I am not seen by my foes to be injured.” He winked and took on a look of concentration as he spoke to Sheeji. After a moment he cast a spell and announced that Sheeji would scout out what changes and preparations had been made in their inactivity.</p><p></p><p>The pixie flew in her temporary ghostly form through stone walls and endless muck communicating her findings back to Collin telepathically. Following the instructions they had extracted from their captured foes, she navigated the maze and located a strange warded room sealed by a very intricate double door.</p><p></p><p>“I can’t get through this door Col---“ She called back mentally.</p><p></p><p>Collin looked so proud of his new abilities he was positively insufferable. “Now now Sheeji. We don’t need doors anymore. Go around.” Collin was grinning ear to ear at his new found power.</p><p></p><p>“Um, Col—You’re not going to believe this but...”</p><p></p><p>Frederick and Tylette watched Collin as he continued to relay events and Collin merely shrugged. Telepathically he instructed Sheeji to return, “Don’t worry about it little one, I kinda figured. But we have a few tricks left.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Jeremy, post: 270287, member: 4036"] [I]Short update to tide any readers out there over while I write up the rumble. :)[/i] Frederick spun Druveln around in his hands and the muck and mud walls about them shaped together. Another gesture and a command word later they solidified into rock solid granite, sealing the lab of the apprentices for the time being. Zerin lay where Collin’s summoned Formians had dragged him and moved not an inch. As their blood cooled from the encounter they settled down to listen. It was a tense few minutes of silence before Tylette let out a sigh of relief and everyone plopped down into the mud to catch their breath. After a few moments of looking around at each other wordlessly, Collin pulled out his books and his memoir and began scratching away. The wounded had already been dealt with by the Formians so Frederick simply sank down and rested. Tylette, with only a little of her sanity left after the ravages of the Allips paced back and forth endlessly murmuring to herself. Meanwhile Zerin lay trapped in his skull, unable to lift a single armored finger, much less move---drained by the life stealing powers of the Shades. All in all, the poor group would probably prefer to have been fighting giaks or hill giants than necromancers deep in the bowels of the earth trudging through rotted granite the consistency and smell of old fecal matter. They had traveled in the terrible rot so long that they sometimes saw past it, but with nothing to do but wait until Frederick could draw upon more of Equitus’s power they had time to reflect on the sheer horror of what Tiztserak’s foul clone was doing to the very earth itself. When the earthquakes came again the party could only pause in the scratching of notes to wonder what awaited them. In their present condition, they would be little match for whatever could be thrown at them. Frederick pulled forth a scroll and a charged sense of static electricity filled the air. He nodded to himself, whether for his own sake or that of Tylette’s fraying wisdom, and mentioned that it would be considerably more difficult for anyone to scry them for a while. With that he wrapped in his mud-caked bedroll and tried to force himself to sleep. After they awoke and prepared Frederick was finally able to repair Tylette’s mind and Zerin’s body, though he still did not move. Frederick came forward with his final [I]Restoration[/I] for Collin who waved him off. “I am uninjured.” “But how? With everything we were surrounded by I assumed—“ Collin summoned up his brightest smile and flourished a bow only slightly marred by his acid tattered (but still magically clean) clothes, “I am a powerful sorcerer! I am not seen by my foes to be injured.” He winked and took on a look of concentration as he spoke to Sheeji. After a moment he cast a spell and announced that Sheeji would scout out what changes and preparations had been made in their inactivity. The pixie flew in her temporary ghostly form through stone walls and endless muck communicating her findings back to Collin telepathically. Following the instructions they had extracted from their captured foes, she navigated the maze and located a strange warded room sealed by a very intricate double door. “I can’t get through this door Col---“ She called back mentally. Collin looked so proud of his new abilities he was positively insufferable. “Now now Sheeji. We don’t need doors anymore. Go around.” Collin was grinning ear to ear at his new found power. “Um, Col—You’re not going to believe this but...” Frederick and Tylette watched Collin as he continued to relay events and Collin merely shrugged. Telepathically he instructed Sheeji to return, “Don’t worry about it little one, I kinda figured. But we have a few tricks left.” [/QUOTE]
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