<div class="floatright">  (http://i.imgur.com/MkdOVAW.jpg?2)</div>Now that the ruse is over, Baudhiel is concentrating on the target at hand.  Turning out the stench of seared flesh, the creaking of chains and the moans of the eternally dying-- all of which are drowned out by the imp's shrill, freakish laughter, a sound like metal and glass being rent apart by giant machines.<br/><br/>"Suffer, you sadistic beast..." she mutters, then murmurs in the old fae tongue, the words culminating to a rising finish, and thrusts forth one bare hand to cast a ball of light-- a maddening whorl of colors and shapes that twist upon themselves trail behind, with a shrill whistle that trills like the maniacal laughter of a sprite to mix with the imp's own freakish cackling. "Laugh until you weep."  The ball of light disappears into the imp's form, flashing brightly and washing over his eyes, but it will be a moment more before they know if it worked.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Move action: back 10 ft toward the back of the room.  Swift Action: glance at entrances for signs of approaching guards.  Standard action: Casting Hideous Laughter (http://paizo.com/pathfinderRPG/prd/spells/hideousLaughter.html)</div></div>