Knightfall
World of Kulan DM
Up on the stony shelf, Eutharic finally manages to wriggle free of Caerth's entangle spell. The tiny quasit pulls himself out of the affected area and is soon spitting pieces of vines out of his mouth. "Blech, I don't like greens. Yucky."
He turns to look at his master for a second and then out over the battlefield. He doesn't see the ghast lord or the dwarf or the big warrior who was wielding Cruel Justice. Could they have defeated Tarrak. Eutharic would pray for that if it thought for a second any good god might hear the quasit's words. He sits down at the edge of the entanglement and watches his master. "Please be okay."
No one sees the quasit free itself or hears its words.
He turns to look at his master for a second and then out over the battlefield. He doesn't see the ghast lord or the dwarf or the big warrior who was wielding Cruel Justice. Could they have defeated Tarrak. Eutharic would pray for that if it thought for a second any good god might hear the quasit's words. He sits down at the edge of the entanglement and watches his master. "Please be okay."
No one sees the quasit free itself or hears its words.