<div class="floatleft">(https://orig00.deviantart.net/20d7/f/2018/026/e/e/ee2c71cad0c05ebee810023aa6cd7af8-dc17vvo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Artorius Inglefell<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (https://78.media.tumblr.com/a0481c8f5749ecb925fed2a6be5a978c/tumblr_ou56onXDEz1w169g0o1_1280.jpg)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>120 / 120<br/><strong>Mink HP:</strong>60 / 60<br/><strong>AC:</strong>34 (+2 / Evil)<strong>Touch:</strong>16 (+2 / Evil)<strong>Flat Footed:</strong>31 (+2 / Evil)<strong>CMD:</strong>32 (+2 / Evil)<br/><strong>Resistance:</strong>Acid, Cold, Electricity 5<br/><strong>Fort:</strong>+10 (+2 / Evil)<strong>Ref:</strong>+8 (+2 / Evil)<strong>Will:</strong>+11 (+2 / Evil, Compulsion, Charm, +3 / Fear)<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>+5<br/><strong>Perception:</strong>+20 (+4 Alertness)<br/><strong>Senses:</strong>Darkvision 60ft, Lifesense 30ft<br/><strong>Spells Remaining:</strong>8 x 1st, 8 x 2nd, 8 x 3rd, 7 x 4th, 5 x 5th<br/><strong>Channel Energy Remaining / Dice:</strong>8 / 6d6<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Though he'd not been overly concerned about the Kyton Symbol - such things were only dangerous if they caught you unawares, or if you lacked adequate protection from them, neither of which was true of him in that moment - he couldn't deny that as he stepped past the symbol and out of its Effective Range, he did breath a soft sigh of relief. Whether the symbol was simply a trap to ensnare fascinated victims to leave them out as bait for whatever creatures happened to be stalking the halls of the labyrinth or if it had a more nefarious, overtly aggressively malicious purpose was unclear, and not something that he wanted to stay in place to experience or investigate. Not least of all because the chains down the corridor had just fallen silent, indicating that the creature following him was now free of such obstacles and quite possibly moving far faster than before. Or maybe it wasn't; maybe the chains hadn't slowed it down at all. He wasn't certain which possibility he would prefer, quite honestly. Perhaps whichever one led to him escaping its clutches, whatever it was? Yeah. That one would be his favourite. He just had to make sure that it was the one that eventually came true.<br/><br/>Alas, it seemed that he had a more...pressing obstacle before him. Thirty feet past the bend in the passageway, stretching up the ceiling above them - wherever it was - was a towering wall of inky blackness, a stretching wall of shadow between him and the passageway further in, his Darkvision halting at the boundary sharply, about 30 feet shorter than it normally would do. He'd only seen one or two areas or objects behave in this way before, each of which had been under the effect of a Deeper Darkness spell, which was often used to either hide objects, ambushes...or traps. Either way, he reckoned he didn't want to find out why it was there. He didn't need to have an extensive knowledge of Arcana or Spellcraft or History to know that walking into an area you hadn't scouted completely blind? Yeah, that was a bad idea. There could be anything lurking in there, and he was not about to let himself get ambushed and killed before he could reunite with his friends. Or at all, really, if he could help it. His folded wings bristled a little. He could take to the air and try and guide himself through the darkness by sticking to the wall, but he would be remiss if he didn't at least try to lift the darkness. He hadn't cast any spells yet that day, after all, and what good was saving a spell for an eventuality that might not even occur?<br/><br/>Glancing behind him for a moment, he wriggled his fingers and broke out into a quiet, whispering chant as he wove the spell before him in the air. It formed a small circle of light before him, several scrawling symbols tracing around the circumference as several increasingly complex shapes zigzagged and developed within the circles innermost area, going from a simple circle to a mind-bending collection of odd angles and intersecting shapes in a mere two or three seconds, so fast that the unpracticed eye would never have caught the original state of the shape. Spells tended to manifest in different ways, naturally, but Dispel Magic was always a little...flashy. He wasn't sure why. Maybe it was just his own flair for the dramatic leaking into his spellcasting! Either way, he soon released the spell into the air, the circle emitting a powerful beam of light that struck at the vast wall of shadow before him. Whether it actually<em>did</em>anything or not...well, that would be the question, would it not? He hoped it did, because his only other idea was...unappealing, to say the least.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Actions</div><div class="spoiler_body">Arty casts Dispel Magic on the area of darkness before him.<br/><br/>Vs a DC of 11 + Spells Caster Level (EG, 3 if it is indeed Deeper Darkness), Arty makes a Dispel Check of 1d20 + Caster Level (11)<br/><br/>Arty Rolls Dispel: 1d20a11 Result: 28 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=124662)</div></div>