Take a look at this mini log from a hunt I did with Asenora, the timing of the hierophant's spikethorn cast was priceless.
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You gesture at an emaciated hierophant.
The dull golden nimbus surrounding an emaciated hierophant suddenly begins to glow brightly.
CS: +309 - TD: +257 + CvA: +20 + d100: +44 == +116
Warding failed!
An emaciated hierophant is suddenly surrounded by a blood red haze.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
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An emaciated hierophant just arrived. (I guess I just didn't see this second one enter the room)
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An emaciated hierophant gestures and murmurs a quiet prayer.
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Pulsegiver grins.
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An emaciated hierophant fans her fingers wide and gestures at you!
A blood red haze swirls in an emaciated hierophant's eyes and she convulses slightly.
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An emaciated hierophant gestures and murmurs a quiet prayer.
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You trace an intricate sign that contorts in the air while forcefully invoking Dark Catalyst...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at an emaciated hierophant.
The dull golden nimbus surrounding an emaciated hierophant suddenly begins to glow brightly.
CS: +309 - TD: +277 + CvA: +20 + d100: +88 == +140
Warding failed!
... and hits for 26 points of damage!
An emaciated hierophant is suddenly engulfed in flames of pure essence!
... 15 points of damage!
Burst of flames to right eye incinerates eyelid. Gruesome.
The emaciated hierophant is stunned!
... 35 points of damage!
Brrrrr! That was a cold blow to the chest!
... 60 points of damage!
Electric shock causes a strong enough convulsion to snap the emaciated hierophant's neck.
An emaciated hierophant dies and collapses to the floor.
The very powerful look leaves an emaciated hierophant.
The white light leaves an emaciated hierophant.
The deep blue glow leaves an emaciated hierophant.
An emaciated hierophant seems to lose an aura of confidence.
An emaciated hierophant seems to lose some dexterity.
An emaciated hierophant appears less powerful.
The dull golden nimbus fades from around an emaciated hierophant.
The air about an emaciated hierophant stops shimmering.
The blood red haze dissipates from around an emaciated hierophant.
You feel 2 mana surge into you!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
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You search the emaciated hierophant.
You discard the hierophant's useless equipment.
She had 18 silvers on her.
You gather the remaining 18 coins.
You spy a silver and turquoise hair pin, which looks like the heirloom that you are searching for!
She had nothing else of value.
An emaciated hierophant crumbles to dust and blows away on the wind.
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An emaciated hierophant fans his fingers wide and gestures at you! (Literally one second after I searched the first hierophant)
Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath your feet! Several of the thorns jab into you!
... hits for 30 points of damage!
... 30 points of damage!
Great shot penetrates thigh and shatters bone!
You are knocked to the ground!
You are stunned for 6 rounds!
... hits for 25 points of damage!
... 30 points of damage!
Impressive shot shatters wrist!
... hits for 12 points of damage!
... 35 points of damage!
Strike to wrist severs left hand!
You suddenly feel less protected.
The light blue glow leaves you.
Your sense of faith and conviction wanes.
You feel your extra strength departing.
The dull golden nimbus fades from around you.
The tingling sensation and sense of security leaves you.
The silvery luminescence fades from around you.
The powerful look leaves you.
You sense that your attunement to the minds of others has ceased.
A dark shadow seems to detach itself from your body, swiftly dissipating into the air.
You become solid again.
You notice your blood flow go back to normal.
The bright luminescence fades from around you.
The deep blue glow leaves you.
The white light leaves you.
The very powerful look leaves you.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around you.
You feel less confident than before.
The glowing specks of energy surrounding you suddenly shoot off in all directions, then quickly fade away.
The air calms down around you.
You lose your extra internal fortitude.
The dim aura fades from around you.
It seems you have died, my friend. Although you cannot do anything, you are keenly aware of what is going on around you...
You mentally give a sigh of relief as you remember that the Goddess Lorminstra owes you a favor.
...departing in 10 mins...
The emaciated hierophant murmurs a prayer of thanks for his victory.
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You curse your frail mortality. That certainly won't win you any favor with Lorminstra.
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The Asenora disk disintegrates, dropping everything on the ground.
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Pulsegiver frowns.
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Pulsegiver raises a hand while murmuring a soft orison...
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Pulsegiver gestures at you.
You feel a tingle on your soul, as if a powerful hand is gently cradling it.
(Thy soul is bound to thy body for an extra 30 minutes.)
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You say, "There's my heirloom right there."
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An emaciated hierophant mumbles a silent prayer!
An invisible force guides an emaciated hierophant.
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You exclaim, "Right there!"
)O(Mikaela)O(
Speaking in Guildspeak, Kastrel softly says, "Well, based on my past two months . . ."
Speaking in Guildspeak, Kastrel softly says, "The future of Sorcery has wings."
