Nae'talis gawks, astonished at the crude rod of wood embedded in his chest. He nearly loses his grip on his staff as the pain sets in, pain the likes of which the Thayan had never experienced before. He drew hard and quick for breath as he blinked rapidly to clear away the haze. He stared at the bard with cold eyes as she healed him, cursing himself for his momentary weakness and mortality. He winced as the wand's magic sealed the wound and expelled the bolt from between his ribs.
His vision clearing, he set his glare towards the group of kobolds reloading their crossbows. He hissed the words to another spell, curbing the pull within him for immediate revenge, he did realize the most important thing right now was to thin the numbers even further and so he cast.
[sblock]Casting Sleep on the group of archers, located of course in the radius that will catch the most in the area of affect.
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Spells Remaining:
Level 0 (4 + 1)
Detect Magic *
Prestidigitation *
Ray of Frost **
Level 1 (2 + 1 + 1 + *)
Color Spray
Mage Armor
Magic Missle *
Sleep
Level 2 (1 + 1 + 1)
Aganazzar's Scorcher *
Melf's Acid Arrow *
Scorching Ray * [/sblock]