>>There were vessels, which were corporeal, and shylvics, which were incorporeal. I didn't spot any Maeldryths. I don't know if Aethrolysis worked, though, as I don't Sorcery.
[Team Maelshyve Command Center]
{censored} You also see a Maelshyvean vessel, a Maelshyvean vessel, a Maelshyvean vessel and a Maelshyvean vessel.
Obvious exits: northeast, northwest.
Your fingerbones phosphoresce hylomorphic blue as you gesture at a Maelshyvean vessel.
Drops of tarnished, metallic blue liquid fall sideways toward the Maelshyvean vessel.
Though the blue drops impact and sink into the Maelshyvean vessel's flesh without apparent harm, her reaction is immediately dramatic. A terrible, guttural yowl erupts from her, seemingly going on for a long roisan.
You sense that the demon within the woman has been aethrolyzed.
The vessel falls bonelessly and lies still, midnight-hued sludge pouring out of her mouth.
Emotional pain and exhaustion lingers in your mind, even after you regain rational control.
Roundtime: 1 sec.
The sorcery-thickened lightning sluices onto a Maelshyvean vessel.
Though the blue drops impact and sink into the Maelshyvean vessel's flesh without apparent harm, her reaction is immediately dramatic. Tears streaming down her face, through gritted teeth she chokes out, "I am... will be... Maelshyve."
You sense that the demon within the woman has been aethrolyzed.
The vessel falls bonelessly and lies still, midnight-hued sludge pouring out of her mouth.
The sorcery-thickened lightning sluices onto a Maelshyvean vessel.
Though the blue drops impact and sink into the Maelshyvean vessel's flesh without apparent harm, her reaction is immediately dramatic. She cries out, "No! Please!" as she convulses in pain.
You sense that the demon within the woman has been aethrolyzed.
The vessel falls bonelessly and lies still, midnight-hued sludge pouring out of her mouth.
The sorcery-thickened lightning sluices onto a Maelshyvean vessel.
Though the blue drops impact and sink into the Maelshyvean vessel's flesh without apparent harm, her reaction is immediately dramatic. Alternating between sobs and Gamgweth babble, she claws at herself.
You sense the demon within the woman weaken.
GM Grejuva
