OOC: Wow, my mouse broke down, but it seems legends were right. You CAN use windows with just your keyboard.
Amazing isnīt it ?
Wow this post got too long... sorry but i was bored of not being with the party so i found a way to join.
IC: Celsia cursed for the fifth time.
The situation was getting worst with each pasing second.
Now that she finnaly had found a way to make the monkīs party fall into her trap, that bonny nightmarish creature had destroyed her plans. It was obvious that Narak had been responsible for it, tough he didnīt openly recognize it.
Not only had the beast put the monkīs party into alert, ruining any posible surprise attack, but it had also given them a chance to demonstrate their skills in combat. Treathening as it was, the horror had been unable to even hurt them, and she doubted it would last much longer after all the beating it had recieved.
Even worst than that, that elf standing on the other side hade SEEN trough her illusions. As an expert illusionist, she could easily tell if someone had been fooled or not by her magick, and that elf didnīt even show doubt in his face. He had seen the bridge, the real form of the river, and as if things weren`t bad enough, he had seen HER.
Now it became obvious , that even as terrifying as they were, Narakīs undead wouldnīt be able to stop the monk. She made a quick decision. "To hell with Narak, Clarissa and all their undeads" "I better look after myself now".
She quickly went into the trees, out of the elfīs sight. This time his illusions would have to be really strong if she hoped to fool the elf, the monk and everyone else in their party. A mistake could easily get her killed. This time she would use her most powerfull spell.
She had learned it from his old master , who once told her he had been able to fool a dragon with it. Not that she would take every word from that old drunken fool, but she knew that Tarkan had indeed been powerfull before getting senile. "I hope my wand has enough energy for this".
She had never tried the spell, but its runes seemed very powerfull as she memorized them from her spellbook. Then she started reading the special notes under the enchantment.
"The caster must recite the words in the exact order and intonation, without missing any of the pauses. The process is fast, but drains most energies of even the most experienced mages, so using a specially enchanted item or wand to provide extra energy is recommended. Once the reciting is complete, a great amount of phantasmal energy will be summoned into this plane and adopt the form chosen in the mind of the caster. This phantasmal energy is so strong that it will even asumme a solid form. This energy is far more powerfull than most common illusions, so it will act as solid material even against those capable of seeing trough normal illusions, and truesight will not have any effect on it. It will NOT ,however, remain solid when faced against the undead, several extra-planar creatures, or some of the most powerfull divination spells. Warning this spell is not recommended for... "
She stopped reading as the beast houled again. She was running out of time, so she started reciting the spell as fast as she could. There would be time to read the warning later.
As she pronounced the last word, she felt herself surrounded by energy, as a thousand feathers touching her skin. Quickly ordering her toughts she imagined the form of the young woman she had used to fool the lizard. She made sure to remember all of the scars and bruises she had used to give the impression that she had been tortured by the undead.
The energy covered her completely. It felt like being inside of a soft suit that covered her entire body. Then she felt an extreme weakness. Her staff didnīt glow anymore, and she realized this would be her last spell for a while. She hadnīt been prepared for the amount of energy this would take. "I must hurry, i canīt afford to faint now".
Puting herself together as fast as she could she ran to the lizard in his cage. Narak was quite busy watching the fight against the horror, wich was surrounded by some kind of sand spell.
"This is our chance. The undead are busy watching their monster fight the monk, so they wonīt notice that we are escaping until itīs far too late"
She opened the lizardīs cage and helped him get out.
"Can you run? We must hurry and get to the other side of the river. Once we are there you will be able to use your magics to make the river destroy them as they cross the bridge. Then im sure the monkīs party will be able to protect us from them "
They began running to the bridge.