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Message: <blockquote data-quote="s@squ@tch" data-source="post: 4192028" data-attributes="member: 42885">Round 1 - CompleteInitiative:22 - Domoris - Form Morphic Talon, Activate Stormfire Ring21 - Mind Flayer #1 - Move to (5,8), Casts spell21 - Mind Flayer #2 - Move to (3,8), Charm attempt on Domoris21 - Mind Flayer #3 - Move to (8,8), Charm attempt on Domoris21 - Mind Flayer #4 - Move to (9,9), Suggestion on Domoris21 - Morph - Sudden Shift (IA), Cast Polymorph Self, Move to (6,10), 15 - Davan - Grab gear, climb down rope15 - Dreadnought - Stunned14 - Void - Gather gear, drop down from trick12 - Darv - Gather gear, cast Barkskin on self10 - Hudder - Jump from 'Trick, Attack Flayer #2 - MISS6 - Lo-Kag - Stunned Seeing the.. thing, Bird-Domoris twists, its talon's becoming that of a creature twice its size. Malice burns in the creature's eyes, and a brief flash along the length his strangely silver talon indicates something is not what it appears...Two of the creatures are outlined in a soft greenish glow, as blue-white electricity crackles around them. [SR overcome)]The first creature that was seen by the shifter begins casting a spell, which transforms the odd creature into a slightly more hideous thing to look at -- although the size or shape of the creature did not really change.  Much to bird-Domoris' horror, two more of the creatures step out of the brush 10' north of his tree -- thoughts of friendship and loyalty burst into his mind -- he struggles against the potent mind magicks and shakes free. [2 Will saves succeed]One last thought enters his mind -- more of a provocative whisper than a demand, urging him to go find a frond of a palm fern and bring it back to the campsite.  He struggles with the request, trying his best to see through the enchantment being worked upon his mind, although in the dark corners of his mind the shifter wonders if that would be the safest alternative in his current situation. [Will save succeed - AP used]Inside the extra-dimensional space, Davan, a naturally light sleeper, is roused from sleep by the flashing light outside, as well as the warforged wizard, who stirs from his meditative state.Morph's form shouts to awaken the others. A pair of metallic wings spring from his shoulders as he drops from the extradimensional shelter and glides down to a landing. Morph chants arcane words the ending syllables coming out in a roar as his form expands in a four-legged body that has red scales, smells of brimstone, and has seven snake-like heads all with jagged dagger-like teeth and a gleaming intelligence in their eyes.Reacting slower than the living construct, Davan reaches for his backpack and gear, realizing that putting on his armor would take too long.  He slips a foot over the opening of the magical space and climbs out into the warm night air, fumbling for the rope.As Hudder mentions squid-men, Void looks down and shivers at the sight of the Illithids, anger raises swiftly in him but he calms himself.  He emerges from the room and immediately hears the dreaded voice in his head once more.  He looks around for something to hide behind, but realizes the futility of the situation quickly.[sblock=Void]"There you are, my pet.  We were wondering were you had gone."  The flayer which had just cast a spell stares directly at Void.As you stare at the flayer, your unnatural sight spots a diadem that you instantly recognize from your people's haunted past -- the flayer wears what looks like a Slaver's Circlet -- you have heard stories about the illithid slavemasters wearing such items to keep track of all of an illithid's settlements gith slaves.  You heard stories about the helm's ability know and detect anyone of gith descent over far reaching distances, as well as boost the already fearsome mind powers of the illithid who wore it.[/sblock]Darv rouses slowly, yawning loudly and starts pawing around for his gear, then opts to forgo his armor. He closes his eyes, incants a few syllables of unknown origin -- his skin appears to thicken and take on a look of a tree trunk.Hudder is on his feet with rapidity, he pokes his head out the 'trick and then ducks back in once he's assessed the situation.He yanks on his gauntlets while hissing "We gots ourselves four ugly looking squidmen, dun sumthan ta our big fella 'n a 'forged."Grabbing hold of his ax in one hand and shield in the other he leaps out from the 'trick directly at the one of the squidmen, swinging his ax in a wide arc that rips through the outer cloak of the creature, but fails to find purchase on the mail the creature appears to have on beneath it. [AP used for jump, 4 pts of lethal damage, 4 pts of non-lethal.]The warforged warrior and goliath sit frozen in place, completely unaware of the goings-on around them.[D]aa[/D]OOC:Condition Summary:Morph: Polymorph Self (140 rounds)Lo-Kag: StunnedDreadnought: StunnedHudder: (77/85)Flayer #1: Faerie Fire (5 rounds)Flayer #2: Faerie Fire (5 rounds)Note: no light exists in the clearing except for the Faerie fire effect on the two Flayers (shadowy illumination to 5', 10' for those with low-light vision), any PC without darkvision, i.e. Davan/Morph/Dreadnought/Domoris/Lo-Kag will not be able to see the other two in the heat of battle without stopping and making a listen check. </blockquote>

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