Go set the floor on fire beneath their feet. If one of them fumbles a shield, grab it with my uninjured claw. In any case, pass through the line once they've scattered from the fire a bit, and head out the building.
you get out of the barn, but take serious damage in the process. one of your legs is basically non-functional at this point
De-bannister myself, marvel at the fact that everybody stopped fleeing, and feel very proud of my accomplishment.
"Well she'll be adorned, the quire-fucklers listeninged. Snotallbad for Pas'qet'll first ago at them less of strategeler arts."
You free yourself and gloat. Feels good. real good.
"We should go hunting. I can give you much more if I become stronger. Right now, anyone will do."
"Im not on a tight time limit anymore, should be good for about five days or so, but I have a long way to go and grow from my current state. I dont need any exceptional targets or whatever, just nomal, average people will do nicely."
((Note: Val is lying here. she actually has a week. She is saying 5 days because the penalties for going over the time limit are severe.))
"Alright, not my favorite thing to do, trying to keep a friendly appearance up but what ever. I'll find someone head to bash in."
Search the caravan for man who has committed the worst crime or mistreated the slaves the most, interogate people as needed, when found make a grand display about sin and evil and how it must be eliminated before bashing the poor fool's head in
The whole caravan is gone yo. they left several turns ago. Pay attention.
Clunkers can only stare after his teammates as they all leave to faff about.
"Query: Where are you all going? The teleportation spell will require all of us to work together to succeed."
Use assume direct control to stop a rat in its tracks and collect it for later use. See if there isn't a candle around here I can collect for later as well.
you get yourself a few rats and a pile of materiels that can be made into a makeshift lantern. Far as I know, you have everything you need.
I think you've said Dar can speak with cats? If so, he'll turn back into his fleshform, and see if he can't ask some alley cat about destructive beings coming into the city.
In the likely case that he can't get any information about them, he'll head to the rooftops and look around the cityscape. Any signs of destruction? Fire, explosions, etc? If so, head towards them. If not... go hunt down some small prey item to eat.
you head up north across the river and get the scent of wounded dragon and burning building.
(6) you manage to paralyze everyone in the room this time. Except, oddly enough, your teammates.Black tendrils race out with your breath, interconnecting every living thing in the room. It also touches the fires that have been started, freezing them into an unsettling black brightness, an immobile dance, an unending consumption. You feel the collective horror of your victims as their minds scream in unison, slowly raising in pitch, but never quite reaching a crescendo.
"...well, I guess that's that then. party pooper. Well, I guess time to ... the fuck were we doing here again? I sure as hell don't remember."
Go see if there's anything interesting to steal from this place.
There is a very shiny bowl in one of the upstairs bedrooms. It's large enough to be difficult to carry, but you manage.
Try to calm down and controll the tendrils, try not to kill them, if that's not possible try to evacuate myself and some paralyzed people (myself being more important).
"I blame the smelly toddler for this. I can't work in these situations. Setting things on fire, ignoring your superiors. We should like fire him or something... in the literal sense, like out of a cannon or something."
Tendrils controlled. house burns, people die. You do not die.
The group up in the Upper district make their way back toward the river. The wounded dragon and stray fleshcat meet up with them, as does Thrips, not that anyone notices.
The captain speaks:
"May as well go home. This has been a tremendous waste of time."