Gameplay

Xadari steels her resolve.

Tethys remains hiding in the trees, waiting to see what happens before he takes any action.

Ragrok steps forward next to Prince Trent and prepares to cast Mirror Image the moment someone from either (any?) party does something aggressive.

Altharid looks at Trent, smiles and says "Grovel"

Trent falls to the ground, kneeling and grovelling to Altharid.

Thaazur's smirk fades as the prince grubs in the dirt. "To hell with this." the grifter mutters. This whole thing was a mistake. He should have followed his gut and stuck to his old scams, not set his sights on a prince that's not even going to live long enough for Thaazur to get paid. Time to cut his losses. Thaazur's eyes turn into black orbs and he utters a word of summoning. A rift opens in the midst of the opposing group, and hungry black tongues vomit forth, groping and slavering. Then Thaazur does what he does best: turn tail and run.

"That lad there will bring a tear to my eye yet! Let my spirit burn in you son!" He yells after Thaazur.

So Krayt Fenkas, Akanoth, Dharkath and Altharid take the cold damage, and if you end your turn in it, you take the acid damage.

Fenkas moves north, moving quickly to get out of the blackness as the cold settles around his body. Catching sight of one of the opposing group close to him, he smiles and closes his eyes for a brief second, summoning a vile black-green beam that he sends rippling towards Hovan.

Casting ray of sickness at Hovan as a second level spell. Damage on a hit, plus DC14 CON save or get Poisoned condition until the end of my next turn.
1st 4/4 | 2nd 2/3
30/30 HP | 16 AC | Inspiration 0 | Channel Divinity 1/1 | Firbolg Magic (Detect Magic) 1/1 Firbolg Magic (Disguise Self) 1/1 | Hidden Step 1/1

Trent shakes a little, then stands up, but as he stands up, he reaches for Akanoth.

"I banish thee foul demon, may your spirit be trapped forever."

Charisma dc 16

"Not again......"

Altharid's arm starts to dissipate as his whole body vanishes.