Halesey, hoping to drive the final nail into the potato-laden coffin of this vile squatter, tries to blast him into the vortex!
[Halesey's affinity roll: 5-1]
[Halesey's finesse roll: 6-->1]
He points his palm into the direction of the sharp-dressed man, screaming as he unleashes a not inconsiderable amount of solemnly lilting garbage that flies rapidly at the summoned individual!
[Sharp-Dressed Man's finesse roll: 1-->5+1-
1]
The man in the tuxedo does not even see it coming, yelping as he is struck and propelled toward the portal, his apparent summoner in his arms!
[Sharp-Dressed Man's body roll: 6-->6+1-
1]
The man seems totally unharmed, though, managing to roll nicely and come to a stop at the brink of the vortex, barely holding on to this reality.
Larry, equally occupied presently, tries to beam the grim fellow off himself.
[Larry's affinity roll: 2+1]
[Larry's finesse roll: 2]
A small golem shoots out of his palm, landing near him, totally unhelpful presently.
The sharp-dressed man, precariously balancing at the edge of reality, tries to move away from his position.
[Sharp-Dressed Man's body roll: 4]
He slowly starts to move away from the portal, and the wizard in his hands points his finger at Halesey. A small, yet profoundly sad-looking man is emitted from his palm in moments!
[Halesey's finesse roll: 4]
The small man hits the barrier around Halesey, plonking off it and falling to the ground.
Elizabeth, still stuck to the ground, tries to escape.
[Elizabeth's body roll: 6-->6-1]
Shockingly, through the raw power of pent-up frustration, she succeeds most admirably, gently tearing herself from the floor and sustaining hardly any damage in the process.
Maybe she doesn't need working out after all, she thinks.