Anything?  So if we bring the other plaques, you can get us out of your little world here and send us home?

Felix's curiosity has infected Sidd. ''Who is this blue mage promising us the moon in exchange for some magic cards? Is he a human being at all? Or just... some sticks and stones?''

In an act of foolish daredevilry he goes as far as to reach for the mage's hood to unmask the creature!

After a series of bold steps, Sidd employs the empirical method by brushing back the mantle. No sooner has he done so, he find himself about to be sucked into the insane embrace of space, for the mantle hood conceals nothing but the starry night. Just previously, as his fingertips had slipped the covering back, they had been seared with the arcane energy of the robe.

Ohm, Zarr, and Felix, too, feel the suck of the void. Stellar winds whip across their backs, buffeting them closer to the form formerly known as Al-Hazred.

It would seem that Sidd's effrontery has ruined the possibilities of palaver with only the howling silence of the void filling the vault.

Distance in Feet from the Void
Vassals: 20
Ohm: 15
Felix: 10
Zarr: 10
Sidd: There

PCs within 20’ of Al-Hazred must attempt DC 10 Fort saves or be sucked 5’ per round towards the void. On a successful check, the PC may move 5’ away from the void.

Omm spins headlong toward the void. The warrior attempts to yell out in protest, but finds his voice consumed by the nothingness swirling around him.

OOC: Crit failure


17:03, Today: Omm rolled 2 using 1d20+1. fort save.

''Oh, that's what under the robe...'' Sidd says, before he nearly falls right into the void. He is made from sturdy stuff though and clings to reality as he knows it. He pulls away from the void, barely, and starts the long way back from the terrible pull of the abyss.

Zar, of course, is way ahead of him.

OOC: Managing both saves! Given that Sidd gets one at all?
16:55, Today: Sidd and Zar rolled 15 using 1d20. Zar's Fort Save.
16:55, Today: Sidd and Zar rolled 11 using 1d20+1. Sidd's Fort Save.

Felix looks to the vassals and shouts Little help, guys? as the starry void draws him closer.

Josh rolled 5 using 1d20. Fort +0.
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Omm continues to drift further into the swirling vortex. The brash warrior tries to scream for help, but all sound is drowned out by the all-encompassing nothingness.

Their lungless ribcages heaving with relief, the four vassals lurch back -- safe and clear from the void! They holler encouragement to those still respiring near the portal, born of a form formerly known as the Scribe, Al-Hazred.

Distance in Feet from the Void
Vassals: Free and Clear, yelling encouragement: PC's now receive +1 on their fort saves.
Ohm: 10
Felix: 5
Zarr: 15
Sidd: 5.1

While being drawn toward the swirling nothingness, Omm bumps into something solid. The fighter grabs hold of it and uses that solidness to pull himself away from the void. It may very well have been another person for all he knows, but at least he was going in the right direction now.

"Somebody pull the hood over that guy's face!!!" he cries out. He wasn't sure if that would make it stop, but it was worth a try.


17:24, Today: Omm rolled 15 using 1d20+1. Fort save.

Let someone else deal with the hood; I'm getting the hell out of here .  With a surge of might, the little man pushes himself a few feet further from what he assumes is a cold and painful demise.

Josh rolled 13 using 1d20. fort.

Sidd struggles outward, but Zar's progress is suddenly put to an end when Omm grabs the old man from behind and uses him as a handhold. ''Hey!''


18:33, Today: Sidd and Zar rolled 14,5 using d20+1,d20. Sidd, Zar, Void save.

Like strangers passing in the night, some of you go one way and another one of you goes the other, albeit somewhat more interdimensional, way.

The vassals extend the ends of their spears towards Omm.

Distance in Feet from the Void
Vassals: Free and Clear, yelling encouragement: PC's now receive +1 on their fort saves.
Vassals: Free and clear, extending their spears: PC's at 15 receive +1 on their fort saves.
Omm: 15
Felix: 10
Zarr: 10
Sidd: 10.1

Zar strives heroically against the tide of the void and, cheered on by their undead chorus, manages to make ground again.
He does not hold a candle against Sidd though, who walks like a god among men as if the void was nothing more than a triffle to him.

18:57, Today: Sidd and Zar rolled 22,16 using d20+2,d20+1. Sidd, Zar, Void save.

Though he had temporarily succeeded moving away from the swirling mass of nothingness, that victory is short-lived--a moment later Omm is drawn back.Frustrated, he looks around to see if there is anything nearby to grab, preferably something anchored to something solid, like a wall.


08:04, Today: Omm rolled 5 using 1d20+2. fort save.

Not about to be outdone by those damn philosophers, Felix pushes on toward the outer rim of the void's power.

Josh rolled 16 using 1d20+1. fort.

There is nothing to grab, just the emptiness of cavern space, and through the disrobed entity formerly known as the Scribe, Al-Hazred, even that can't be had.

Colossal step after colossal step frees Sidd from the Scribe's entreaty and any chance of snatching his robe.

Distance in Feet from the Void
Vassals: Free and Clear, yelling encouragement: PC's now receive +1 on their fort saves.
Vassals: Free and clear, extending their spears: PC's at 15 receive +1 on their fort saves.
Omm: 10
Felix: 15
Zarr: 15
Sidd: Free and clear

With a final surge of effort, Felix grabs onto a spear and pulls himself to safety.

Josh rolled 11 using 1d20+2. fort save!

Zar grabs for a henchman's spear and pulls himself towards safety.

Sidd meanwhile realizes that maybe he could have made a grab for the enchanted robe. It seems to hang loose enough.
''Uhm, Omm, if you happen to be drawn further towards the void, could you reach for that piece of cloth for me? Only if it is no bother though!''

22:03, Today: Sidd and Zar rolled 13 using 1d20+2. Zar Void save.

Omm struggles against the pull of the swirling void, desperate for it to be over...one way or the other.


18:55, Today: Omm rolled 13 using 1d20+2. fort save. (not including the add'l +1), total = 14

If the direction of his steps are any indication, it is clear that Omm has -- selfishly -- not given the sorcerer's proposal full consideration.

Distance in Feet from the Void
Vassals: Free and clear, yelling encouragement: PC's now receive +1 on their fort saves.
Vassals: Free and clear, extending their spears: PC's at 15 receive +1 on their fort saves.
Omm: 15
Felix: Free and clear
Zarr: Free and clear
Sidd: Free and clear

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Omm continues to resist the pull of the swirling void, but, to what effect?




12:57, Today: Omm rolled 11 using 1d20+3. fort save.

Felix extends his crowbar toward Omm on the off-chance that this will be more helpful than the skeletons' spears.

''Felix,'' Sidd admonishes the halfling, ''let that stupid crowbar business be. Rather look for a rope. Do we have a rope? I want to go back in!''

Felix looks annoyed at Sidd's admonition and says No rope on me, but if you want to go back in there be my guest.

A vast sensation of sucking and then nothing.

One of the "embodiments" of the magus (previously known as the Scribe, Al-Hazred) has vanished (and his far more corporeal shroud, Sidd wryly notes), leaving this demi-plane vacant of one of its three contestants. It is said that there had been seven such manifestations, which have now been reduced to six, courtesy of grasping hands.

The four vassals congratulate you all on not being sucked irrevocably into the void. Although they cannot smile as such, there bobbing chins indicate pleasure at your perseverance.