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<blockquote data-quote="Manbearcat" data-source="post: 6625440" data-attributes="member: 6696971">OTTHORThe Bralani makes her cold proclomation and exits the battlefield on frozen winds.&nbsp; Saerie cries out an impending threat to womene and children and gives hard chase, her trusty bear loping after her.As the eladrin Fey Warrior's body is claimed by the, now exposed, sucking bog, the two, mostly insubstantial, dervishes descend from the sky with terrible speed.&nbsp; The lights that mark their eyes reveal that the creatures possess sentience, but you can find no hint of malevelence.&nbsp; Nonetheless, they do as as their conjurer commands...and that conjurer commands your violent end.&nbsp; There is no circling, no flanking, no baiting, no strategic formation.&nbsp; As they speed to your position, it is clear they mean to assimilate you into their wind fields.You can make a move before they set upon you.[HR][/HR]SAERIEThough your lungs burn, a three mile sprint is little difficulty for you and the permafrost layer covering the sucking bog provides ample traction.&nbsp; Although you can't get into bow range, you're able to barely keep pace with the Winter Court sorceress such that you can follow her flight.&nbsp; You finally reach the cabin you left a little more than an hour ago.The squat stone structure is nigh impregnable save for the few windows and the door.&nbsp; Dried, cured leather covers each, with the latter being multiple, hardened layers glued together affixed to hinges.&nbsp; This is where the Bralani lights down.&nbsp; The winds batter the structure's openings and in short order, the door is torn from its hinges.&nbsp; You can hear screams from within.&nbsp; The Bralani begins to gather power at the threshold.&nbsp; &quot;Prepare for the cold embrace of oblivion...&quot;You can make a move.&nbsp; You're at Far range.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Manbearcat, post: 6625440, member: 6696971"] [B][I][SIZE=3]OTTHOR[/SIZE][/I][/B] The Bralani makes her cold proclomation and exits the battlefield on frozen winds. Saerie cries out an impending threat to womene and children and gives hard chase, her trusty bear loping after her. As the eladrin Fey Warrior's body is claimed by the, now exposed, sucking bog, the two, mostly insubstantial, dervishes descend from the sky with terrible speed. The lights that mark their eyes reveal that the creatures possess sentience, but you can find no hint of malevelence. Nonetheless, they do as as their conjurer commands...and that conjurer commands your violent end. There is no circling, no flanking, no baiting, no strategic formation. As they speed to your position, it is clear they mean to assimilate you into their wind fields. You can make a move before they set upon you. [HR][/HR] [B][I][SIZE=3]SAERIE[/SIZE][/I][/B] Though your lungs burn, a three mile sprint is little difficulty for you and the permafrost layer covering the sucking bog provides ample traction. Although you can't get into bow range, you're able to barely keep pace with the Winter Court sorceress such that you can follow her flight. You finally reach the cabin you left a little more than an hour ago. The squat stone structure is nigh impregnable save for the few windows and the door. Dried, cured leather covers each, with the latter being multiple, hardened layers glued together affixed to hinges. This is where the Bralani lights down. The winds batter the structure's openings and in short order, the door is torn from its hinges. You can hear screams from within. The Bralani begins to gather power at the threshold. "Prepare for the cold embrace of oblivion..." You can make a move. You're at Far range. [/QUOTE]

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