lol you certainly got Yulya on your side here! this is her ultimate test as peace cleric to mediate between mormesk and the spectator so we do not have to fight either of them. after we kill nezzner. i say we do it. i doubt he can take a full barrage from all of us even with his magic tools recharged.

btw am i correct that all spells have ended? is aid in effect? Yulya will have to form emboldening bond an cast bless before goin all out. she came up with some crazy combos. the big unknown in M3gan. she has a connection with Alice so id like to know what she will do.

Mind the order of operations

FINAL SHOWDOWN

Alice's arrow flies through the center hole of the ghoul before he falls to the ground in a smouldering heap.

As cat relinquishes her prey, he pushes away from her with disgust and brushes himself off.

Alice gains 7 temporary HP

Sir Mormesk! This man is extremely dangerous even in this weakened state - and even for someone of your excellence! Please be careful! I recommend stripping him of his magical items!

By the way - the being called the Spectator - has sealed the mountain to prevent Nezzner's escape. He has expressed the desire to meet you. May I suggest we all gather when we are done here? I am sure you both could exchange a lot of knowledge and answer each others questions - including the whereabouts of the Forge of Spells. I am certain it all can be resolved.

Alice similarly approaches and among other things offers a small treasure.

...te- ah, twenty gold coins and, uh, 2 candy-coated herbs?

Yulya nervously glances at Nezzner

Do not even think about pulling off any underhanded tricks here! No spells, no somatic gestures!

Nezzner scoffs haughtily, "Indeed I have felt your presence oh grand master of life and death mellon baelnorn." He bows deeply and steps away from Cat's immediate melee range toward Mormesk, sweet talking him, he words like running honey, slow and methodically sweet. "I have wondered what your roll is in all this and I am glad to see such a high order being in control. I couldn't stomach another second of the meanderings of these peasants. Yes, clearly we must have words, these hoolligans have been defiling the mine at every level, they even hold a piece of the sacred throne of the Forge of Spells and that mechanical cat... creature there stole it, I saw it do it with my own two eyes!"



Mormesk takes the staff and helmet and listens to what's said, but takes pause at one thing in particular, "The watcher?" He probes Yulya's mind and is soon resolved, "Ah, the beast that was set to guard the Forge of Spells, utterly bereft of merit and use, betrayer of duty and honor, he lives yet the Forge of Spells is gone! There is only one result of such insolence, and that is death."

The power surrounding Mormesk spikes and an ancient clock forms over his head, the hands of the clock tick forward slowly at first but they speed until a loud melodic bell rings. According to the clock, 24 hours have advanced.

[Mormesk has cast a custom spell, Greater Local Time Manipulation, a 9th tier spell of immense power. Everyone in line of sight who is not dead or unconscious is instantly healed and reset including HP, skills, and items including the ring of quick casting, the ring of the badger and all foci have recharged to full. Ki points, wounds, reflex actions, all have been restored, healed or reset but all spells and conditions have also ceased, including Bless and Cat's wounds. Alice suddenly sees Nezzner for who he is and is no longer charmed, Cat has lost her rage but her rage points have reset as if a day has passed.]

Nezzner finds himself recharged and fully whole again and bows once again, "You honor me mellon. Now as for these intruders-"

A rumbling sound is heard and from the crystal chamber, a set of three glowing orbs descend from above and approach.



The spectator has arrived flanked by two flaming skulls. He addresses Mormesk.

"The hubris of one of old, you must be the most worthless among those who fought in the war of the invading orcs."

Mormesk responds, "Insolent fool! Spectator, your life is forfiet!" He aims and fires his wand at the spectator and the immense light and sound of the device has no effect on him.



As if confused as to why he was just attacked, the spectator takes a moment to think then responds, "My barrier is absolute! Not even your magic can penetrate it!"

Nezzner is equally confused by the sudden conflict and quite impressed by the beam, even moreso that this barrier could defeat it. "Spectator, why, what a wonderful power you posess, perhapse there is something we can do for each other here. I am willing to hand over these ruffians if you can help me find my two missing slave girls that were so rudely stolen!"

The spectator looks to Nezzner and seems confused.



"Y-yes, help me rid my mine of these interlopers and I will do as you wish. In fact, all who help me rid this mind of this old fool will have my blessing to come and go as you please. The items and treasures herein will be yours."

M3gan panther is watching this all unfold and with a sudden shedding of metal forms into Ashley's naked body, M3gan has returned. She approaches until she's even with Nezzner.



She looks amused.

Nezzner glances down at her and then looks away, "Ugh, the bodies of humans are so offensive! Have you no shame?!"



Mormesk raises his arms, "Ha! This wand is but a child's toy compared to my true power! Those who wish to right the wrongs of this travesty, stand by my side against this abomination, this deserter, this calamity of a monstrosity and I will share with you my rightful treasures."

[Please process what's happening here and make a decision which side you're on, clearly there is some animosity between these two beings. Be prepared to fight with one against the other or pit them against each other and fight whoever is left!

Yay, Mormesk is back!
Let's hope he's a bit more reasonable now and agrees to tow Ashley's future carriage together with that Spectator.

not bad either! i wonder if we can ever explain how the brain comes up with this shit.

i was in charge of building a temporary colosseum for Putin who was something like a roman emperor.



was a modern setting though and the colosseum was like a stage for an event. the base was stone like the colosseum in rome but on top it had a core of gray ABS plastic like the pipes. covered in gray clay and green turf or rolled sod on top. the event was finished and i was in a hurry to disassemble the colosseum again. standing on top high up i personally took off the turf layer and scraped down the thick layer of clay revealing some of the ABS core while lots of construction workers were busy with the stone foundation. after a while Putin called me to his palace and told me he wants to hold another festival. he wore a white roman toga and appeared bored and disinterested. i thought man ive just begun disassembling this shit and asked him how soon he wanted to hold the next festival. i was shown a diagram in a medieval book displaying the circle of the moon from full to half in a 90° angle. new moon and the other half were missing. from this i somehow concluded i had 4 days. at first that seemed plenty but then i did some dream math and figured it would be a close call. i tried to tell Putin id do my best but could not promise the colosseum would be ready by then. i thought im an idiot why did i rush to tear down the construction so quickly to begin with? then i woke up.

fuck man - why would i ever work for Putin of all people?