(ooc: Forgive the backtracking as it is the only way I can get back into char..
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Earlier
As the shambling mound collapsed around them, Ayden closed his eyes in thanks for Finder's blessing guiding their strikes against Moander's spawn. While it was true that Moander's divine power was broken, Ayden could not help but see them as what they were prior to Finder's slaying of the Lord of Corruption.
As Dunstand began examining the room, Ayden placed the magical bag he carried on a relatively dry spot and pulled from within its depths the simple looking wand that was stored within. Walking towards both Chasity and and Calenthang, Ayden could see that both the lady knight and the elvish swordsman were putting on a brave front, but knew in this place that false bravado would only lead them to a foolish demise.
"While I know time is of the essence, we must temper it with common sense. It will only take a moment for the spells stored within the wand to ease the pain that the shambler's attacks inflicted."
Once the wand's work was completed, Ayden turned to see Andreas placing a rolled up cloak into the bag and continue to examine a finely made longsword. When he spoke of the material that the sword was made of, Ayden felt that Calenthang was still the best choice to hold the dangerous blade, as the elvish swordsman would know better than any how to protect himself from his own blade.
Once the group began to move once more, Ayden thought of taking the enchanted short sword out of the bag and offer it to Dunstand or Teleri when the passage exploded in a maelstrom of lights and a voice dripping with malice exploded into each of their minds.
Steeling his wheel against the magical onslaught, Ayden's vision cleared and his eyes saw for the first time the shape of the creature that could only be Tyrinth. However, he also saw that many of his companions had been affected by the spell, and Ayden had no way of knowing how long its crippling effects would last.
~Uncle, I know I have asked for much, but give us the strength we need to protect those who are helpless...~
Ayden watched with pride as Lady Chasity drew first blood against the creature, but that pride became horror as a head snapped around with lightning speed and tore a gash out of the knight's unprotected leg.
Reaching out while calling upon Finder's strength, Ayden placed his hand over the wound and watched as the wound closed over, leaving little evidence of its existance, save the ripped fabric around it.
As the creature raised itself up once more, this time looming over the suddenly small appearing form of Andreas, Ayden's mind raced with anything that could be a diversion, but knew his spells would not be up to the task at hand until he saw the sleek form of the creature Drogo had summoned.
Calling upon Finder to make the creature's natural abilities stronger, Ayden reached down and touched the sleek skinned creature as it passed by him to reach Tyrinth.
(Casting Magic Fang on the porpie)