<div class="floatright">(http://i610.photobucket.com/albums/tt183/GhostwheelX/Misc/Capture_zpsf2lu6zbx.png)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dellim, Half-Elf Sorcerer</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP</strong> 34/34/ <strong>Init</strong> +5<br/><strong>AC</strong> 16 / <strong>Touch</strong> 12 / <strong>Flat-Footed</strong> 15 / <strong>CMD</strong> 15<br/><strong>Fort</strong> +5 / <strong>Ref</strong> +3 / <strong>Will</strong> +2<br/><strong>Perception</strong> +3 / <strong>Sense Motive</strong> -1<br/><hr/><strong>Spells:</strong><br/><strong>1st Level:</strong> 7/8<br/><strong>2nd Level:</strong> 3/4<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mayce, Ankylosaurus Animal Companion</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP</strong> 23/23 / <strong>Init</strong> +2<br/><strong>AC</strong> 27 / <strong>Touch</strong> 12/ <strong>Flat-Footed</strong> 25 / <strong>CMD</strong> 16<br/><strong>Fort</strong> +4 / <strong>Ref</strong> +7 / <strong>Will</strong> +3<br/><strong>Perception</strong> +7 / <strong>Sense Motive</strong> +1<br/></div></div><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=203764.msg11036842#msg11036842">Quote from: Ebb on 04-03-2015, 16:40:01</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"We have not known each other long, and this place contains infinite oddities. So I feel that I have to ask. Are you, in fact, an archmage? And if so, could you hasten our journey to the summit?" It was true, the small man did not exactly crackle with arcane energies, but could one be blamed for doubting the evidence of one's eyes here?<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">It was a really good bluff check.<br/></div></div></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"An archmage? Me...?" Dellim paused, his face all but unreadable behind the stony mask that had kept his composure so calm before the gathered gnolls. "Why... yes. Of course. I am--was, that is. I recently lost much of my power in a recent magical... accident. But hopefully I will regain it soon, and then the very cosmos will tremble at my approach!" he lied smoothly. He figured that a little acting might go a long way in his companions' estimate of his powers, while in truth he was barely more than an adept in the art, and had no real magical talent to speak of.<br/><br/>Back home he had often tried to study the books of the court viziers, hoping to glean some clue and understand the vast, complicated formula they used to wield incredibly magics that could move mountains or sprout storms full of fire and hail, all to no avail. They had told him sadly that he would gain nothing, nothing at all from studying the magic, the incomprehensible sequences of drawings done more precisely than any scribe's letters, that it would be up to himself to unlock what potential he had. It had sounded so very... difficult. He wasn't sure he was up tot he task, but hopefully he would soon be able to continue his slow (very, very slow,) ascent to mastery of magical forces.<br/><br/>He looked fondly at the bone-lined hide of Mayce, and wondered what the dinosaur thought of the strange place. It broke his heart that the animal was willing to follow him loyally even to a place as distorted as this, and thanked the gods that he had made such a close friend. Mayce, for what it was worth, rumbled slowly in the back of his throat, a shrill cry almost as if it response to his feelings, and Dellim sighed to himself as he patted the creature before continuing the journey.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=203764.msg11037310#msg11037310">Quote from: FallenDabus on 04-03-2015, 19:50:52</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Self designation is.... Malik Khan. Measure Two of the Harmonium. Half-orc guide... Baditha Quemp of Alhaster... Godless  ...disappeared early on. Believed planned route infested with undead. I fear... dead or compromised. Could not continue wait for her." <br/><br/>"Still made way towards target using alternate route. Howlers attacked. Could not retreat, path cut off by waring bugbears. Too many in Howlers pack to defeat. Opted for self-sacrifice while Measure Suavita... Azer... and Guvner Thok... Ogre... pressed towards target in hopes of finding defensible position. Howlers vicious, but refused to cross gate. Fled scene after incapacitating defence. Status unknown."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Malik Khan. Now that was a peculiar name, and no two ways about it. Perhaps he could yet speak to the creature. If it had responded to the minotaur's deep voice, how would it react to his? He put every iota of his charismatic talent to use now, honed from years of arguing with the viziers as to what the correct course of action would be to lead a nation as resource-starved as his had been.<br/><br/>"Malik Khan," he addressed the construct. "Listen, and head my words! We are on a mission from the very people you serve to find the expedition. You may have attempted to sacrifice yourself, but apparently failed at the task--and fortunately so! You must continue in your task, and follow us to see its end! The power of..." he quickly searched his memory for the name of a suitable god, "Nethys compels you! The power of Nethys compels you!" he shouted, taking some small dust from a pouch and rubbing it on the construct in a showy fashion.<br/><br/>Perhaps if he made a big enough display, the construct would be able to move and show them the way? Regardless, he supposed it could not hurt. "Now, compelled as you are, show us the way to find and retrieve your fallen comrades, and lead them back to the encampment from which you came!" he thunders before turning back and whispering to the others, "Did I also mention that I had a very close connection to a god, which was also severed when the... accident occurred?" He grins to himself inwardly, trusting the full-face mask to hide his duplicity.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Casting Aid (http://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/a/aid) on Malik, who gains 9 temporary HP (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4794030/) for the next 4 minutes.</div></div>