Tír Na NÓg

[*Krayt]

She evaded the grappling vines with deftness. As a vine was about to ensnare her feet she stepped out of the snare making some knot together. Vanishing from the others sight momentairily reappearing at the exit.

[*Midnight]

//Ref Save: 10 + 36 = 46

Should Emila evade the vines she would utter a prayer to Vecna to prevent further entanglement.

//Spell cast: Freedom of Movement.

[*Mander]

///Reflex:9

Not nearly the most agile of the group, Mashano relies on his protective spell ghostly visage to give the chance to retaliate against the strangling vines. He presses a withered finger to his throat and croaks an invocation, attempting to cast Mestil's Acid Sheath. If succesfull, acid would flow forth from his mouth and surround him in a shimmering shield, burning any vines that tried to grip.

[*Krayt]

Emila recived her godesses boon. Neither she had any trouble to avoid vines during her prayer. The vines made futile attempts to grapple her but they glanced off her greaves.

Mashano hover was ensnared first he felt his shins being tied down thereafter crawling up his body smearing his delicate robe in a brownish-green daub. His libs was crammed harder and harder. His traning in Thay seves him well however as a vine was about to slither around his neck he finish his spell and the vines on his body explodes with a intense sizzeling sound all around him.

Earth starts to fall from above as the vines holding the mass in place dwindle.

[*Selebius]

Xar moves into the cave again, carefully, cold air surrounding her as she keeps herself ready for battle.

Seeing her companions unharmed she relaxes a bit- but not much.

[*Mander]

Rubbing his neck from the close call, Mashano looks to Xar as she returns.

"Welcome back! Perhaps you could-He coughs raspily, hawking up a bit of extra acid from his previous spell- freeze the remaining vines and the earth around them, as the chamber seems to be collapsing on us?"

He leans exhaustedly against the wall amid the falling dirt, recovering from the attack and his ruined robe.

[*Selebius]

"It then will collapse later.", she says but quickly blasts the ceiling with several ways of most intense cold, aiming both for surviving plants as well as at those places she thinks in need of being stabilized.

[*Krayt]

The earthen vault became frigid and hoary with frost. The vines that was still moving rigid was struggling but eventually yielded to the cold embrace and was froozen stiff. Pearls of ice glistened in the eerie blue light as one of the swaying beams from beneath stroked over it. The underhill seemed as it had been draped in fine cobweb.

It seemed solid enough yet for how long they surely wondered as the structure crackled and creaked above their heads. Long enough to make the climb down to the strangly glowing tree? It seemed most likely but making it back up before it came crashing down seemed less likely.

[*Selebius]

"I suggest we are quick."

She looks down then attempts to descent carefully, trying to not to slip but unfazed by the frigid surroundings.

"...and I hope there is another way out. somewhere."

[*Midnight]

Looking from Johrainah to the steep descent Emila rather abruptly scoops the girl up and sling her over one shoulder, the vampire then spider climbs her way down the crumbling slope setting her charge neatly back on her feet at the bottom.