the cave is filling, fills

[chainlightning]

WHO: Merrill, Inessa, Kain, Six, Jester, Dolores, Anders
WHAT: Red lyrium, rock wraiths, and tunnel collapses.
WHEN: mid-month-ish
WHERE: the Deep Roads
NOTES: Bartrand's Folly Assigment & where I got the cut text from

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[the_cleric]

"Oh, shit--"

Jester almost can't blame the rock monsters. Even the crumbs of the bear claw were probably pretty tasty. She would totally come to life to eat them, if she was just a rock.

But there's no time for that. She's at a safe enough distance from the monsters, for now, with a little contingent of the party in between her and then. Not good, yeah, for sure. Jester clutches at her holy symbol, the little path and door, and with a burst, her spiritual weapon appears: the giant floating lollipop. It glides smoothly forward, beside Six, and swings down to smack one of the rock monsters on the head, like a deadly candied croquet mallet.

[in_death_sacrifice]

Oh, great. Rock wraiths are just the company they needed on this little venture. He'd almost rather take darkspawn, but that's mainly because that's the enemy he knows best. That and they don't sort of... feed off of the lyrium, like these awful things. At least he'll get good satisfaction out of killing them.

Kain, of course, has his two-handed sword ready, also moving forward to join Six in the front line, such as it is. They've got a decent balance here of mages and warriors, and even... whatever that is that Jester is using... So all in all, they ought to be able to handle this. Well. Provided they aren't completely overwhelmed here.

He activates his Ring of Pain, planning on the fact that they'll definitely counter sooner or later, and then starts stabbing forward with a strong, steady blow at the first wraith to cross his path. Maker, does it feel good to be back out in real combat again.

[chainlightning]

Merrill gasps as Garahel leaps in front of her (good dog, you are getting so many treats later), even as stone leaps up around her. It covers her limbs, her torso; it's armor of stone, steady as long as Merrill doesn't move. She follows it with a Crushing Prison to try and stop one of the many wraiths advancing, leaving it frozen in place as it tries to strike Six.

The wraiths don't seem to know what to make of Jester's weapon - is it food? Can they eat it? They can certainly eat the rest of them, though; one follows Garahel, stone claws reaching out to try and grab the faster dog. The others invest themselves in the front line fighters, snarling as they're hit and wildly swinging back. They're strong, but they're single-minded; tactics aren't their strong suit, and they're easily distracted by those in the way instead of the squishier people in the back.