[pnpgm] Assassin's strikes and stealth abandoned...

[Murtha, Mark]

[Time: 12:51:20 pm]

Kell begins to chant very quietly, gesturing with his hands slowly and methodically.  The chanting is a very grating, grinding, earthy sound that most have no idea what the crazy half-elf is saying, or why he's saying it.  Arawn can sense the mana gathering around Kell, large amounts of mana, more than usual for most spells.  Whatever it is, it's fairly large.  As the mana gathers and swirls, the colors blend well into the cave, almost as if the mana is coming from the walls and earth surrounding the attack force.

Finishing with a small flourish Kell grins his assassin's grin.  Time to really rock this cave to it's core.

Chanting again in the same rock-like fashion, Arawn watches as this time even greater mana is pulled to Ha'Kell.  His chanting is very quiet, and Arawn can only hear because of his keen ears.  Other's aren't sure if they're hearing Kell or some slight shifting of the cave around them, perhaps the start of a cave-in or just all the earth shifting, finding an easier and safer resting place.  The mana grows and grows, coalescing into a small point containing a large impact.  The point grows at a steady pace, pulsating and becoming more than a point, almost a chalice or cornucopia size and shape.  Suddenly Kell pauses, looks up from his chanting, scanning the area.  Reaching out and taking the energy, he flings it towards the largest group of Vong, those at the north-western area.  Arawn can see the mana spray out in a fan, then converge on the other side of the lake and just seemingly disappear.

Nothing seems to happen.  Silence as Arawn and Kell watch Fremea take down her shaper.  Nodding to each other they continue with the assault group, moving quietly and watching Unali's back.

After ten or so seconds, Kell starts chanting yet again, grinding granite into powder with his voice, bringing quartz out of sandstone, and crushing the sandstone into powder.  Fingers barely moving, the half-elf focuses intently, both on his voice and fingers, and looking across the lake towards the large Vong group.

Fingers flying now, faster and in some obscure fashion, it takes only seconds for the intensity to abate.  Chanting for another few seconds then pausing, raising his hands and gesturing across the lake at the largest Vong group, Kell finishes with what sounds like a boulder bouncing, smashing into a thousand shards.  Watching this, Caladan and Strie'bog know something may happen, but what?

Less than a second later the earth starts to shake and bounce, everyone's footing becomes treacherous.  The floor begins to move up and down, side to side.  In front of the group, going directly away from Kell and towards the large Vong group the cave floor suddenly splits, opening up into a large chasm over 4' wide and 15' deep and dropping several Vong inside it.  The water from the lake begins to pour into the chasm, ripping away all the growth nearby.  If this continues, the entire lake will be affected, hopefully killing the growth.  As long as the walls don't collapse onto everyone...

As the earth continues the shake, the Vong looking around in wonder, suddenly there is a small mana explosion, for lack of a better term.  Watching as the mana Kell threw to the Vong first, that mana explodes!  Appearing in a mili-second, two very large mounds of rock and dirt become real.  The Summoning of the Earth Elementals completes, and these piles of destruction begin pounding the Vong into dust, as the lake continues to drain into the chasm, growing fields loosing the necessary water as Shapers and Guards both begin to panic.

Nodding in satisfaction at a job well done, watching the wholesale destruction of the growing pool and the Vong, Kell shakes his head.  Daydreaming like that in this intense time leads to problems, or deaths!  Shaking his head again, refocusing, Kell watches as Unali finishes the shaper and pays closer attention as Unali waves the group on.

He creeps forward, holding his spear and shield at the ready, with a wand in his shield hand, using his all his sense as much as possible.  This is no time to get caught by some stupid trap!


[OOC - To clarify and make sure stealth isn't broken, this was a daydream until the last two paragraphs.  Just for something to add, and cause I wanted, needed a change right now.  Hope it was fun to read.

Coufee dagger?  Doesn't it take cream and sugar?  :-)
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