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[Zormod]

"Hey, everybody. Take a look at this. My lunch just turned into a map after telling me we should leave.

[Pancaek]

"Hey, everybody. Take a look at this. My lunch just turned into a map after telling me we should leave.

"Occupied statement: That is all fine and dandy, but this one doesn't think we can safely transport Korvash yet, not before he's properly stitched up. Can one of you take a peek to see if anyone is approaching this location? We'll make a swift exit if absolutely necessary, but this one would rather not move the patient if this one can help it."

[Zormod]

"Very well."

Memorize that map, and then do some guard duty.

[Twinwolf]

((Is Ebony able to act without particular penalty this turn even though she just got up or would their be some kind of penalty? Don't want to risk a bad misfire.))

If there's no penalty, then Bind Wounds Korvash. If the map is in view try to memorize that too.

[AkumaKasai]

Continue playing what I had been playing. The soothing instrumental piece, that is, not the rousing vocal solo.

[Egan_BW]

Hmm. These humans seem pretty unaware. Does it seem like I could quickly nab the Icon and get out without being noticed?

[Ozarck]

"Statement: The subject seems to have calmed down, Doctor Legs. We can save him, we have the technology!"

Continue working on Korvash with my mechanical spider, henceforth called "Doctor Legs, M.D."

"Annoyed statement: Ebony, this is no time to take a nap. Wake up and check Fiddler's vitals. Maybe just lightly slap him on the cheek if magic isn't really going well for you right now."

Something in their goes wrong, and you are rewarded with a spray of blood. Korvahs goes still and limp, but you can tell that his heart is still beating.

Fiddler screams for a little while longer, then turns to look around. He calms down soon enough, then is silent for a moment.

"Hahahahah!" he starts to laugh. "Hohohahah! What a trip!"

Get up and get ready to move out if I am able.

"What did I miss? How long was I out?"

You stand unsteadily and look about. You take a step and find yourself three feet further than you expected. You hold up your hand in front of your face and wiggle the fingers, and occasionally one or more of the fingers blurs, making a nice humming sound. Weird. but you are ready to head out.

"Very well."

Memorize that map, and then do some guard duty.

God thing you have that +1 in memory. too bad about the intellect though. You stare at the map for a while, puzzling out the strange squares and lumps and bumps. "Does anyone read trollish?"

((Is Ebony able to act without particular penalty this turn even though she just got up or would their be some kind of penalty? Don't want to risk a bad misfire.))

If there's no penalty, then Bind Wounds Korvash. If the map is in view try to memorize that too.

You cast Bind Wounds, and Korvash' bleeding stops. His innards go inside, and his outards go outside. The stab wound closes, but imperfectly. He opens his eyes, and slowly sits up, wincing in pain. You turn to conemplate the map. Looks simple enough. The target is there, go down three streets, cross the river there, up one street, third warehouse on the left.

((I have been having the *worst* luck this mission))

(I've been nearly killed on the first turn, you have nothing to complain about)

Stay still and focus on staying calm to avoid messing anything up

(I really didnt expect a mad mage to stab me near death through armor. What were the rolls?)

Finally, Ebony is able to knit your guts into something resembling their original form. You sit up and feel a stabbing pain in your stomach. This is going to be a good day, you can tell.

Continue playing what I had been playing. The soothing instrumental piece, that is, not the rousing vocal solo.

"Mellow, everything is melllooooowwwww. the bloodbath is oooooveeeeerrrr r, for nooooowwwwww. All good? everyone? Good? Let's go kill some people."

Hmm. These humans seem pretty unaware. Does it seem like I could quickly nab the Icon and get out without being noticed?

Well sure, if by "quickly nab" you mean "perch on top of." The thing is far too big for you to carry. Perhaps you are along for ... other purposes.

[Harry Baldman]

"Time to stop fucking around and move out, I say."

Head on out. See where we are and where we can go from here. Find a slightly less compromised staging point.

[Egan_BW]

Alright. Summon a nice, big... lets say a furry, ferocious demon, right behind where the head hooman is sleeping.

[Zormod]

Hey, it looks like we're moving. Let's get moving. Make sure to bring the cart.

[Pancaek]

"Statement: Good work Doctor Legs. Your medical malpractice has gone unnoticed due to the magical healing. That's a succes in this one's book."

Follow Fiddler for now. Keep my eyes peeled for anything dangerous/interesting

[killerhellhound]

Follow the group being careful not to pull anything in my still healing guts

[Twinwolf]

"When we get close I'll be able to check for any kind of magical barrier. Might be able to scout or detect traps too, depending on how much time we have."

Follow the group. Was there a range on how close Ebony needs to be for Identify Magic, Shadow Observer, Detect Mundane and Detect Magical traps?

[AkumaKasai]

Follow the group.

[Ozarck]

"When we get close I'll be able to check for any kind of magical barrier. Might be able to scout or detect traps too, depending on how much time we have."

Follow the group. Was there a range on how close Ebony needs to be for Identify Magic, Shadow Observer, Detect Mundane and Detect Magical traps?

line of sight at least. Unless you want to try to ram it through some farseeing contraption.

Hey, it looks like we're moving. Let's get moving. Make sure to bring the cart.

You toss Varion's half face into the cart and wheel it outside.

Follow the group being careful not to pull anything in my still healing guts

Guts remain internal for the moment. Ugh. battle's gonna suuuuuuuuck for you.

"Time to stop fucking around and move out, I say."

Head on out. See where we are and where we can go from here. Find a slightly less compromised staging point.

You are along a dirty alley, trash and debris littering the sides. There is enough space for the cart to get through, though it's a bumpy affair, rolling over strewn bits of flotsam and jetsam, the occasional discarded leg, and one very ugly painting of one very ugly noble ... person? You approach the unobstructed end of the alley and peer out. There is a bright glow coming from one street over and two blocks down - probably the temple. You look about, but can't think of a good idea as to where to set up from here.

"Statement: Good work Doctor Legs. Your medical malpractice has gone unnoticed due to the magical healing. That's a succes in this one's book."

Follow Fiddler for now. Keep my eyes peeled for anything dangerous/interesting

Are you even capable of blinking? Nothing catches your eye. not a big deal, since it remains in it's socket, or firmly mounted to it's sprocket, or however it is normally attached to your head.

Alright. Summon a nice, big... lets say a furry, ferocious demon, right behind where the head hooman is sleeping.

okay Leeroy.
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CAW

You fel a hard resistance pushing against your magic as you begin to summon, and you caw harder. Suddenly, the resistance snaps, and something else snaps as well. You are flung away from the building by the force of it, flapping your wings madly. You bounce off the roof of the building next door and flop off into the alley, managing to slow your descent in time to land without breaking anything. Your head is pounding, and for a moment, all you can think of is escape. You don't see what happens inside the building at all. Which is unfortunate.

You guys in the main group hear a sound like lightning striking, timber breaking, and the roar of something angry, before more things start breaking. "Yeah, that's coming from the temple, alright."