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Message: <blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 293651" data-attributes="member: 1210">Spukoni moved in rapidly, but even so kept to a defensive posture.  The gith moved forward as well.  As the two groups closed, Clambake shot off at an angle to keep the party from being fireball-bait.  Then one of the githyanki, a tall evoker iin a striking tall hat named ZIKKIKU, tossed a magic missile at Sith, but it was absorbed harmlessly by his brooch of shielding.  JUS’KINEKKE, a githyanki female whose bony body was accentuated by her slinky clothes, unleashed a burst of pure psionic force, buffeting the rapidly closing Spukoni, and pulled out her dagger.  And then their leader, GITH’RASHIMON, attacked, bearing a sword like liquid silver that flowed and flashed as he moved forward, slamming Spukoni with it, driving the chaos-tainted sorcerer back.  CHEN’DRAKAR, another female githyanki, charged forward to engage Sith, swinging her greatsword madly.  It connected brutally, spinning Sith about and spraying crimson blood in the silvery astral space.  Dina maneuvered for space and time, trying not to get too close to the foe.Seeing Zikkiku casting spells, Clambake rushed through the silver towards him.  Meanwhile, grunting in pain, Sith concentrated and cast a spell- improved invisibility!  As the disgruntled Chen’Drakar spat curses in her own tongue, the hasted orcish necromancer swigged a healing potion and then readied an attack for Chen’Drakar’s movement.  Soon enough, the gith provoked it- and in a smash of blood and bone from Sith’s eldritch spiked chain, she dropped.Meanwhile, Zikkiku moved in to intercept Clambake, throwing a spell that none of the heroes had seen before, trying to baffle his mind.  That failing, the githyanki evoker then unleashed a Shout in the hopes of stunning the onrushing Clambake but only deafened him.  Meanwhile, the finale githyanki, KETHRIJAH, began frothing in a rage, charging towards the party. Spukoni, badly threatened by Gith’Rashimon, jetted backwards, taking an attack of opportunity (which smashed into him), then hasted himself... then, revealing another of his chaos-traits, he shifted to his many-tentacled pseudonatural form!  Finally, he blasted a lightning bolt out, tagging Gith’Rashimon square in the chest.  Jus’Kinekke unleashed another concussion at Spukoni while Gith’Rashimon charged him again, but this time he missed.  While Dina and Anvar continued to maneuver for position, Horbin, still awkward in the astral medium, clumsily moved in.  Seeing him on his own, the howling githyanki barbarian veered to charge at him.  “Dexter!” he breathed, starting to sweat.  Clambake, using his signature move, threw his magical shield at Gith’Rashimon- and scored a crit!  The blackguard fell with a groan, his silver sword dropping from his dead fingers.Two githyanki had fallen, but three remained and the party’s resources were becoming strained.  Sith struck Jus’Kinekke and Kethrijah, hitting both and dropping neither- and a moment later found himself nearly trapped inside a resilient sphere cast by Zikkigak.  Only his quick reflexes managed to save him.But by then, both Dina and Anvar were in position too.  Between her bow and his fireballs, the battle was soon ended, though Kethrijah did manage to get in another good strike on Horbin with another charge.  Clambake’s inflict light wounds on Zikkiku was the last blow, and then the field of battle was silent.“This plane sucks,” said Clambake.  There was a general chorus of agreement.“Well,” said Dina, “we’re getting closer to the color pool we need.”Before continuing on, the group elects to nap again, and to identify their loot.  Included in this, of course, is the silver sword, which- although +3 according to their identifying magic- none of them really want.  Finally, Spukoni takes it and, as soon as nobody’s looking, he stashes it somewhere nobody would think to look (he hopes).  Also included are Zikkiku's hat of intellect +2 (Sith takes it, looking proud to appear more "wizardly"), a helm of reading languages and magic that Horbin takes, eventually discovering that it shows "subtitles" under written language, and a sphere that orbits the user like an ioun stone and provides a cover bonus to AC which Anvar ends up with.And then the group continues towards their color pool...[By the by, this is from game #482 of my campaign; the last game I ran- last Thursday- was #491.  So I’ve got some catching up to do!  Well, next time- still part of this game, by the way- we’ll have some mind flayers and intellect devourers, and then we’ll be on to game #483... which I called Gith’Rashimon’s Revenge.  In fact, I posted his stats a while back in a thread called Yellow Knight or something on the Homebrew Monsters board... after all, he was dead!  To use him again I had to come up with a cool template!]</blockquote>

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