[pnpgm] Game Update #114

[John Haight]

   Arawn, so focused on gaining control of both the whistle and himself, nearly smacked his hand to his forehead for missing Mae's control of Zin. It was too late now, her thrall now translocated alongside the other shape-shifters, but he trusted her to take full advantage of her newly acquired mastery. And hopefully Zin would survive - answers and guidance would prove most useful if they were to escape the divine prison and perhaps end this threat in a proper manner!

   As Mae leapt towards the altar, reaching for the dagger - made of the shifters own flesh and hopefully effective when used against the rugged beings - Arawn made his way towards the party. In one hand he held the whistle, in the other the gently swirling orb that was the Cyrx.
   He pondered whether to risk the whistle, recalling the tune that freed Kiet but knowing that a false note could prove disastrous, or to invoke safer, but slower, magical methods.

   "Slay the Tame, Fremea!," he called out, recalling how she did so on the Vong devices in the past. He would have done so himself but he was still too far away to catch the others. Still, there were other things he could do as he rushed closer to his companions, watching with concern as the shape-shifters closed in on his allies.

   Whistle or spell... which to choose?


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