The Blighted Land

[Rebonack]

Nestled between two ancient granite crags a valley is nestled. In bygone days it was a place bursting with life. Evergreen pines upon the mountainous slopes giving way to dense forests of maple and poplar. All manner of forest life once thrived amongst the trees and between the twelve streams that originate in the mountains towering above.

Despite this, the pristine valley had always been a strange place. A place of no magic. Lore does not speak of why this valley is without the touch of the supernatural, but it is all the same. Dryads do not inhabit its trees. Nyades do not inhabit its wells.

It is a hole in the magic of the Realm. But this never diminished its beauty.

Until now.

In the middle of the valley there is a dark blot, a cancerous ulcer on the face of the land. The ground here is dry and cracked. The trees dead and withered. No creature native to the wood that draws breath dares to near this ugly blemish that had appeared only days before. A nebulous feeling of ill ease hangs over the whole of the valley now.

In the centre of the blot a great crevice has been carved into the living stone. From this maw stretch runners of foul black tar which scintillate with pinpoints of color. This place is oblivion on earth, a hungry presence gnawing at the mind and spirit.

Regiji stands at the edge of the valley, looking down into it.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi and Aesa comes up behind Regiji and stand nearby, looking down in to the valley as well.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin joins them.

[Chaotic Bob]

Terre and Tirre rush in behind them panting slightly. They spawn their mindblades, which begin to crackle with an electric current.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Lyrak comes up behind the three winged women.

[Miatog]

Miatog walks up to Regiji. “Shale we let Iames try at the dead magic zone first, or the box I got from Gent?”

[wxdruid]

Tehanu stands with Lyrak, watching everyone.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames arrives.

[Alex Shipmaster]

Alex appears nearby in a swirl of fire. He draws the two swords and prepares himself by doing a psychic reserve if magic will work in this fight.

[Rebonack]

"Wait for Iames, for now," Regiji responds.

One of the bug-lizards climbs up a tree trunk to get a better view.

"This place is creepy..."

[darnin]

Darnin walks up behind everyone.

Woah.

[Chaotic Bob]

Tirre carves a circle in the ground and Terre draws an odd squiggle inside it.

[Nevrmore]

"Whoa, it's like Echoes in there..." Floyd says, several feet behind the rest of the crowd.

[AmberVael]

Aesa frowns and begins scribing glowing runes in the air, and Verdandi takes a step back and begins to mimic Aesa's actions, chanting softly as well.

[Lord Iames Osari]

I'm here, Iames says.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin begins casting spells, assuming they are not yet in the field.

[Nevrmore]

"Hey guys, what do I have to do? Huh? Huh?"

[Rebonack]

"You said you can take apart the dead magic zone as we go," Regiji responds. "Can you start doing that now and continue as we travel?"

One of the bug-lizards bounces up to Floyd.

"You can carry me!" it moves to jump into his arms.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Lyrak begins to cast preparatory spells and powers also.

[Nevrmore]

Floyd sighs, spinning his guitar around so that it hung off his neck, grabbing it so he can play any songs he needs.

[Miatog]

“Still in the early stages, good. Hopefully this will go well then.”

Miatog turns to Iames. “As soon as you’re ready.”

[Chaotic Bob]

The dvati twins begin to cautiously move towards the blob, scouting out any potential resistance.

[darnin]

Darnin yawns and looks around, bored.

[Alex Shipmaster]

"If or when the dead magic zone is gone, can we blast it with spells or won't they have any effect?"

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames concentrates, drawing on the power coming through his mind and trying to create flows of mystical energy beneath the reality of the dead zone and thus bring magic into the area.

[wxdruid]

Tehanu buffs herself up and briefly runs through her other available spells.

[Nevrmore]

"Hey guys, here's a song for everyone." Floyd begins playing a song that he likes to call The Trooper. It instantly effects the bard, making him feel stronger and more courageous, although it may take awhile to effect everyone else.

[AmberVael]

Aesa finishes what almost appears to be a grid of runes, and then begins to "fill" it in with other runes. Verdandi watches her closely, then begins copying her runes, tracing them far more slowly and carefully.

[Chaotic Bob]

The dvati are out of range of the song hardly noticing it as they continue to scout ahead.

[Miatog]

“Spells that create some kind of energy will work just fine Alex.”

[Rebonack]

"The magic should work fine on them so long as the dead zone is down. We should get moving..." Regiji starts off down into the valley, the three bug-lizards close behind.

The decent into madness is easygoing at first. Nothing unspeakable attacks the group of Townspeople as the cross what remains of the wood.

The whole place is unnaturally calm, even the wind refuses to blow through this forsaken place. No birds sing. No wildlife is spotted. Everything that can has already fled from the feeling of unnatural dread that is now thick in the air.

The party reaches the valley floor with no difficulty, it is at this point that the shear scale of damage is most obvious.

Nothing is alive.

[Alex Shipmaster]

Alex grins at Miatog "Slice and dice and spells? My kind of party" he looks at the valley floor and raises an eyebrow at it

[Chaotic Bob]

Terre splits his mindblade into two and Tirre forms his into a greatsword, two-handedly wielding it.

[Nevrmore]

Floyd walks a few steps behind the party, playing a small melody on his guitar.

Okay, let's see...First, I can play Thunderstruck. Then maybe TNT. What after that, though?

[Miatog]

“Be ready for anything, including mental attacks. Baltoy! Joltoy!” Miatog forms his dark energy sword in his right and, and in his left a shield of dark energy about the size of a buckler.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames follows them, still concentrating. ((If you don't mind, the flows will try to spread out and intermingle until they've covered the whole valley))

[AmberVael]

Verdandi looks at Aesa, who nods and points down to the rest of the group. Verdandi follows them, while Aesa continues standing on the ridge, tracing runes.

[darnin]

((Argh. I'm not feeling too well, gonna go to bed. Just assume that I'm there and doing something when appropriate. NPC me if desired.))

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin follows, drawing her sword. Tongues of soulfire wreathe the blade, and Aerin's eyes take on a slight silver sheen.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Lyrak follows the rest, looking around as they descend.

[wxdruid]

Tehanu looks around, only interested in where the enemy is.

[Nevrmore]

"Hey guys, if you can't like, summon energy or something, I've got this one song, Power Slave, that will give you like, a near infinite amount of the crap for a couple minutes, but it'll wipe ya out afterwards...Sooo, if anyone needs it, just say so." Floyd nods.

[Chaotic Bob]

The dvati try to only stay a good 50 ft. or so in front of the group, ready to raise an alarm if they see any hostiles.

[Alex Shipmaster]

Alex concentrates for a second and brings a powerful mental defence for himself

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames breaks his concentration long enough to split his mind into his aspects. His eyes flicker rapidly through yellow, green, and violet before settling down to violet.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin looks around warily.

[Rebonack]

((That will work fine Iames.))

Something begins to stir not too far away. Black inchor bubbling up from the ground, pinpoints of color scintillating across its surface.

Then another.

And another.

A ring of loathsome tar rises out of the blasted earth, writhing and twining around itself. Jointed legs tear free, biting into the powdered soil and hauling three foot long, vaguely insect-like creatures from them.

Suspended on five finger-like legs and scanning across the group with their shimmering 'eye', the creature's waste little time before rushing upon the party with one accord.

A thick aura of unnatural terror flies in their footsteps, flashes of oblivion seen in their fathomless form.

The creature's lash out with their writhing antenna, at the Townspeople, the very space around the appendages contorting to the point that matter caught within is rent apart.

"Ahh! Here they come!" calls one of the PPRs. Its neck flairs out as it spits a burning lavender gout of plasma at the nearest bug. The space around the creature contorts, causing the blast to veer off course and slam into the ground. The projectile explodes, fortunately near enough to cause the bugs some damage.

"This is for Nahkiel," Regiji levels his right arm at a charging bug, the bracer rearranging into an odd vaguely horseshoe shape. A hardly visable distortion leaps from the weapon and envelopes the creature, its body bursting into tiny fragments as if it were a black sandcastle some beach bully had just kicked.

He darts into the air away from his first attacker, launching another burst down toward it.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Lyrak takes out a long blue crystal about 9 inches long and twirls it in his fingers, sending a ray of fire at one of the creatures.

[Nevrmore]

Floyd, feeling relieved that he is in the back of the party, begins strumming his strings quickly.

"Thunderstruck!" He sings. A bolt of lightning from the infinite and beyond cracks down upon the mass of insects. If any of them are hit they would probably be instantly incinerated.

[wxdruid]

Tehanu casts Lightning Bolt at it.

[AmberVael]

Aesa? Do you- I see. You're the only one in the way, so if you'll step aside... Verdandi suddenly lunges to one side as Aesa triggers one of the matrix of spells she had set up, launching a three lightning bolts down on one of the spiders. Verdandi frees her sword and hacks at another, still somewhat off-balance.

[Chaotic Bob]

The dvati grin.
They're here!
Finally....
Terre attempts to rush the nearest one and hack it in half while Tirre begins to throw his mindblades at various creatures, respawning after each throw.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames's eyes flare yellow, then violet, and he sends two waves of positive energy at them.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin's eyes glow silver as she thrusts her palm at one of them, a beam of soulfire lancing out at it.

[Alex Shipmaster]

Alex rolls out the way, away from the insect like creatures, of one of the appendages and comes up in a defensive position low to the ground, swords drawn.

[Nevrmore]

Thunderbolts continue to crack into the black mass as Floyd goes on with the song. Unless all the insects are killed or he is stopped from playing, then the last note will unleash one mother of a night splitting crack.

[Miatog]

“Baltoy Chizet!” Miatog holds the shield up to block the attack, while he holds the sword out and dark lightning goes flying from it.

[Rebonack]

Lighting and flame wash over the creatures, yet they are not burned. Rather the power seems to soak into them, causing a portion of strange beings to simply nullify in a flash of crackling monochromatic energy. Some are destroyed outright.

Others seep into the earth, only to reform moments later visibly diminished in size.

The bug struck by Iame's positive energy simply slumps to the ground, the scintillating color in its single 'eye' extinguished.

The creature's suddenly melt into the earth as their offensive is quelled.

Then dozens of jagged chitinious spires burst from below the party.

[wxdruid]

Tehanu stumbles back and barely manages to avoid one of the spires.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi jumps into the air and flaps out of the way of the spires, her sword ready Aesa watches the area with a scrying, wondering what exactly was happening.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin pumps her wings, taking to the air, and casts cure light wounds, mass.

[Chaotic Bob]

Terre hops backwards to avoid the spikes, using his sword to fend off the ones that get too close. Tirre begins to tuck and roll, hoping that he doesn't get nailed, in his frantic movement he doesn't notice a spike impale his cloak and dump all his muffins on the ground.

[Nevrmore]

""Holy Floop! Floyd screams, scrambling around frantically to dodge the giant spikes. He tumbles over backwards and one shoots up right between his legs. "Oh thank the rock gods." He says, checking himself.

[Alex Shipmaster]

Alex dodges one of the spires that came perilously close to him. He watches the ground around him for any more attacks.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Lyrak receives a nasty gash on his back from one of the spires. Grimacing, he casts heal, mass, and his wound closes ((I assume)).

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames jumps up and does a flip in the air before his eyes glow and he begins floating. His eyes glow again, and a burst of positive energy blankets the area where the spikes appeared.

[Miatog]

Miatog makes three quick hand signs and hits the ground with his hand. A layer of energy covers the ground. Miatog takes extra care to keep a small circle around the party. He also keeps energy pumping into layer of energy to keep hitting the spikes.

[wxdruid]

Tehanu reaches out and touches the closest one, letting her Death Armor deal the damage.

[Rebonack]

((Indeed.))

The sudden inrushing of positive energy renders the creatures inert for the time being even as the attacks of Miatog and others withers them away.

Regiji settles back to the ground, his right bracer once again reconfiguring. He begins to wash over the black substance with lavender flames, causing the inky humor it dances upon to crackle out of existence.

"We need to clear all of this out before we keep moving. Nothing can be left."

[AmberVael]

Verdandi looks around. Aesa could cover the area with lightning, though it would exhaust the rune preparations we had. Should we save those for enemies?

[Chaotic Bob]

Nothing? Nice request.
....
If there are trees (even dead) then Tirre jumps into one and proceeds to throw mindblades from there, if not they he tries to move to a location without spikes shooting out of it. Terre uses his bladestorm ability (blade fractures momentarily to make attacks against everything in range).

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames fires a psionic disintegration at the black stuff.

[Lord Iames Osari]

What's the best way to get rid of it? Fire? Aerin casts burning hands,aiming at the black residue.

[Alex Shipmaster]

Alex takes out a couple of what looks like acorns. He throws this at inky stuff and they explode quite violently.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Lyrak aims his own psionic disintegrate at another patch of the stuff.

[Rebonack]

"We should probably save it for now," he responds as he continues to torch the inky humor. "Those things were pretty basic strains, they might throw something nastier at us later. Fire, light, or electricity are the best way to go."

Oddly enough, the Psionic Disintegrate doesn't appear to have any effect on the strange material.

[Miatog]

“Agreed.” Miatog lets the spell go just long enough to makes 5 more hand seals. The energy is more a good foot thick…with all but an inch underground. Again, Miatog keeps the energy flowing so he can tell when it’s hit Nameless and he avoids hitting allies.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi nods and looks around, realizing that she did not really have anything of use against the stuff.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames shrugs and sends dual beams of fire down at the Nameless remains.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Lyrak uses the dorje again, sending a beam of fire at the stuff.

[Lord Iames Osari]

No fire to use? Aerin flies over to Vera. I can help there; let me see your sword a moment.

[Alex Shipmaster]

Alex narrows his eyes and pulls away a bit. He takes out four "acorns" and chucks them into the black stuff, they explode more violently than the last batch.

((Think Fire Seeds (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/fireSeeds.htm) max CL))

[Rebonack]

One of the knobby bug-lizards skitters over to Verdandi and begins chasing its tail to get her attention.

"Oh! Oh! You can use me! I can help!" it is plainly obvious that it wants to be picked up.

With the last off the remains wiped from existence Regiji turns and continues the march toward the centre of the valley.

"This bug hunt isn't over yet. Let's keep moving."

[Chaotic Bob]

The dvati scurry ahead, continuing their self-appointed task of being the scouts.

[AmberVael]

Um... okay. Verdandi hands Aerin her sword, deciding to ignore the lizard.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames floats after Regiji.

[Alex Shipmaster]

Alex follows after

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin takes Vera's sword and casts a spell on it. The blade glows more brightly then usual as the magical energy is transferred, and Aerin hands the sword back to Vera. The command is "Burn," she says.

[Lord Iames Osari]

You're okay? Lyrak asks Tehanu.

[wxdruid]

"Yes, I'm fine," she takes his hand and follows everyone else.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi nods and takes her sword back, smiling at Aerin. Thank you. She continues after the group.

[Miatog]

Miatog follows after Regiji and starts chanting. His hand glowing with his dark energy.

[Rebonack]

The bug-lizard slinks away. It's pretty obvious its feelings just got injured.

As the group nears the rift in the valley's mid-point the feeling of uncertain unease begins to bloom into full-blown unnatural terror. Everyone in the party can feel it. An uncanny gnawing at the back of their mind. Flickers of utter oblivion and ravaging hunger.

Regiji torches the inky vines stretching out from the darksome maw as he walks, making note that he'll have to be certain to burn away any that remain after the nest is culled.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi keeps her sword up and ready, letting it glow brightly with its various enchantments.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Lyrak follows along. Fighting the urge toquake in fear, he manages a remove fear spell.

[Alex Shipmaster]

Alex's mental protection takes a battering, but it holds up. He concentrates for a moment and reinforces it. He follows along still

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames sends fiery rays down on any vines that Regiji misses, accepting the fear enough to trigger an adrenal response, but preventing it from penetrating any deeper.

[wxdruid]

Tehanu's hand tightens as she holds Lyrak's hand.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Lyrak casts remove fear on her as well.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin keeps an eye out for obvious, active threats.

[wxdruid]

She smiles gratefully at him as she keeps looking around.

[Chaotic Bob]

The dvati begin to slow, the fear gnawing at their minds, but they manage to struggle on.

[Miatog]

Miatog clasps his hands together and the energy intensifies between them.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin shudders as they draw closer, but fights through the fear and keeps watching.

[wxdruid]

Tehanu walks alongside Lyrak

((and I'm off to bed, Lyrak has permission to play her))

[Chaotic Bob]

Tirre trips over a random dirt speck.
Guess I'm still a little drunk, ah well, less pain I guess.
He falters when he gets back up, but he pushes onwards regardless.

[Rebonack]

As the group reaches the edge of that horrible yawning gulf the fear continues to claw at mental barriers, intensifying in its efforts. Oddly enough it is as though the source of the terror continues to draw nearer even though the party continues no further.

Something draws closer.

The ground begins to tremble as the mouth of the pit darkens. Light itself flees from what even now hauls itself through the inky depths toward the surface. And then...

The fear is gone.

Only to be replaced by maddening, unspeakable horror.

A colossal worm in shape, thousands of scintillating eyes and writhing cilia dotting its surface. A visable miasma of shadow coiling around its sleek ebony form. The end of the beast rends open, leaving a great gash of a mouth sneering down at the party.

And then it sings.

Crawling, festering, mind rending terror. Shrieking clawing screams of the damned. Panic and malice and insanity. A serenade of oblivion threatening to flay the minds of all who hear it.

Regiji steels himself. This is exactly the sort of thing he had been tempered to resist. Despite this he can feel the madness eating at him. After a moment's hesitation he throws forward his right arm, a series of unseen bolts of disruptive energy leaping from it into the creature's flank.

[Chaotic Bob]

Terre's mouth drops open and he falls to his knees. Tirre drags him back as he stubbornly resists the song. He periodically throws mindblades at the worm every 10 feet.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames survives through a combination of divine resilience and the resonance of the effects with the Dark. The urges of the Dark grow stronger still, but Iames resists, mindful of the need to keep himself under control.

[Alex Shipmaster]

Alex grimaces, but he looks at the worm and narrows his eyes at it. He levels his arms towards it, and casts a Fire Storm (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/fireStorm.htm) straight at it.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin cringes away from the thing purely out of instinct, but then her training, self-discipline, and the grace of her goddess kick in, and she holds her position in the air. Her eyes once more take on a silver sheen.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi, pushing her uncertainty and fear to one side to be one with battle before her, activates the flaming ability on her sword, along with its Holy and merciful abilities. She leaps towards the creature, striking out with her blade.
Far away, Aesa channels two of her matrices of runes through her scrying, seding six bolts of lightning into the worm.

[Chaotic Bob]

Tirre's mind begins to be assualted by the insanity from Terre's mind as well as the worm's song, he shoves Terre behind the rest of the party and forms two bastard swords. The electrical crackling on the blades intensifies and Tirre charges the worm with a yell.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Lyrak battles his way through with the determination of a hardened soldier, ignoring every instinct that screams at him to flee this place and never return.

Tehanu, however, is not so lucky. The preternatural, mind-rending horror reaches right to her core, reviving the terrible memories locked there. She screams and falls to the ground, curling into the fetal position and sobbing raggedly.

Lyrak pulls her away from the edge of the crevice and forges a telepathic link with her, trying to comfort her.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames's eyes glow brilliantly, yellow then violet, and he sends incredibly powerful beams of positive energy at the worm, aiming at a part not being attacked by Vera.

[Rebonack]

The lighting and flame lick into the creature's hide, annihilating portions of the creature in a crackling flash. As soon as the mass is lost more begins to seep in to take its place. The nether wyrm lunges forward, dozens of jagged tendrils leaping forth from its maw to impale those too slow or too stricken by its 'song' to escape.

Regiji darts to the side, a single tendril biting through his screens and gouging his armor. He levels his weapon at it, the pulse of disruptive energy blasting a six foot wide swath out of the repugnant appendage, causing the end to flop to the earth.

The severed tentacle immediately begins to melt as it attempts to form into a new creature. The effort is in vain, as one of the PPRs obliterates it with a gout of plasma.

[Chaotic Bob]

Tirre begins to grow frenzied as the insanity digs its way deeper into his mind. He leaps over the tentacles in an effort to land on the worm itself and hack it to pieces.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin calls down a pillar of flame from the heavens down onto the stump, noticing too late the crazed, chargin dvati. ((flame strike))

[AmberVael]

Verdandi slashes at one of the tendrils and channels positive energy through her sword as she does so.
Aesa uses another two matrices, which seem to be filled with blazing beams of fire much like the lightning bolts.

[Alex Shipmaster]

Alex gives a ever so slightly insane grin "You dare to pick on Loki...". He takes out some more exploding fire seed (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/fireSeeds.htm) acorns and waits until the last possible moment, he throws them into the worms maw and then 'ports out to a safer place, but not too distant from the battle

[Miatog]

[]am I the only one having trouble loading the site?[]

“Not what I wanted to see!” Miatog puts his hands over his ears and the energy in his hands discharges. His ears are plugged and his mind wrapped in the energy. It won’t last long, but it’s better then nothing. “Mol Malche!” From Miatog’s hands come a stream of dark energy balls, he spreads his attacks to hit as many of the tendrils as possible, an effort to keep them back more then anything else.

[Chaotic Bob]

Tirre notices the pillar of fire descending and he curls up as he flies towards the worm to await the inevitable searing agony that will follow.

((^ I had some problems loading the site earlier, but it will pass soon enough))

[Lord Iames Osari]

Tehanu slowly stops her sobbing as Lyrak comforts her and begins to uncurl. Seeing some tentacles heading toward them, she raises a hand and sends four rays of scorching heat at the tentacles.

Lyrak whirls around as she does, and he sends a ray of electricity from his dorje at the stump.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames sends blasts of lightning at the worm.

[Rebonack]

The creature continues to writhe under the withering assault. Anything else would have been long since dead, but this creature seems to be healing itself just as quickly as it takes damage. Though it would seem that the mass of flame that just now erupted within its maw has begun to turn the tide. The end of the beast bursts in a shower of slime.

It flails about wildly, flinging blobs of inky tar about the battle field. The mass annihilated by the constant barrage is no longer replenishing itself.

"We're running the nest dry," Regiji yells. "Keep it up!"

He reaches into a side compartment on his armor, extracting a roughly fist sized ball. He flicks back a cover section and hurls the device into the chasm. After a few moments a pillar of brilliant white light erupts from the hole with the sound of a thunderclap.

The rim black around the pit has begun to subside. The ebony runners have begun to dissolve. The massive beast is pitted and scarred.

[Miatog]

[]sadly I too much go. I feel asleep at the key board. Night. Rebo, you know Miatog’s style. If you feel the need, go ahead and take control.[]

[Chaotic Bob]

Tirre hits the ground, slightly torched, but his heat resistant cloak shielded him from much of the damage. He can feel the insanity ebbing away as Terre looks around and shakily gets up.

[Alex Shipmaster]

Alex approaches what's left of the beast with a self satisfied smile on his face, his eyes and hair appear to be burning.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Vera's armor glows white, and she emerges from the flames realtively unscathed - a few singed feathers here and there. She slashes furiously at the beast.

Asea triggers more runes, and yet more bolts of lightning-fire lance down from the sky.

Iames dodges a flying glob of black stuff and continues the assault with blasts of electricity from his hands.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin dives to give Vera a hand, zigging and zagging around the various attacks and flying objects, swinging her blade in a powerful arc when she comes near enough.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Lyrak sends more rays of electricity at the thing, and Tehanu fires another scorching ray.

[Rebonack]

((This should do it. Regiji can clean things up from here. Had fun blowing stuff up with you guys! =D))

Regiji begins launching salvos of golden light into what remains of the creature as the PPRs continue to pepper it with bursts of plasma. Lightning crackles into the beast and slowly but surely grinds it away into nothing.

The Scout flings another grenade into the hole, which solicits another brilliant burst of energy.

"How much is left, Sal?"

98.4% of the un-mass has been obliterated. I'll give directions to the PPCs to finish off what little bit remains.

Regiji sighs.

"That should about do it. Nothing like averting disaster, eh?"

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames nods; he flies down to meet Aerin and Vera, and they teleport away.

Aesa opens a portal and steps through it.

[Alex Shipmaster]

Alex tilts his head at Regiji "That's it?"

[Chaotic Bob]

The dvati twins wobble a bit as they walk back to Town, they have smiles on their faces, but the mental toll on their minds gives them a haggard look.
((that was a most interesting battle, off I go to bed peoples))

[Lord Iames Osari]

Lyrak and Tehanu teleport away as well.

[Alex Shipmaster]

Alex sighs "That felt so...unfulling" he shrugs and disappears in a swirl of fire

[Rebonack]

((If we had managed to get started another two hours earlier it could have been much more epic =P))

Regiji relays the commands to the lizard-bugs and they scurry off to fry the hell out of whatever is left. He sighs and ceases to be in the valley.

[Alex Shipmaster]

((meh, my character wanted to do a lot more burning. Oh, and thank you for the battles and running the whole show, I certainly appreciate participating in these sorts of things when it's done well, which you did here :smallsmile: ))

[Nevrmore]

Floyd sits down, completely wiped out.

"Is...is that it? Is that thing gone?"