The figure leaps back avoiding the swing, but Victor points true with a Chromatic Orb and pelts a ball of electricity into the assassin's center of mass. The figure looks winded, but rather fine otherwise before he vanishes.
Scar holds a his wound and speaks, "This is bad, he's vanishing without magic. It must be from that ritual he did, I can't even find him from Detect Magic."
"So what's the plan?" Asks Jok twirling his weightless axe around. Victor takes a drink and smiles, saying, "I've got a spell for that, I planned to use it to make my wife into something less nauseating in the morning, but I'm gonna need a clear shot at him."
Scar lifts himself up and says, "That is the issue then, cause I have no clue where he is."
"I'm right here!" Says a figure planting his dagger right into Jok's forearm and twisting. Jok whirls around and pins the man to the ground, Scar points a Fire Bolt at the man's head. The man kicks into Jok's gut and more blood spurts out from a boot knife. Jok relents and the man has just enough time to wiggle out and vanish again.
Victor hoist Jok up from the ground and faces Scar, mad, "This is bullshit Scar. Just because he isn't using magic, doesn't mean he doesn't think! Find him."
Scar looks around panicking, " He must be out of the range, I can only read minds within 60 feet."
The group looks around the room, and it definitely is not 60 feet from wall to wall, closer to 30. Victor smacks Scar across the face and say, "Then where the fuck is he!?"
"Uh guys, I think I got something." Jok looks straight up toward the ceiling, too far away to see the top.
"The bastard is hiding up there then?" Asks Victor. Scar walks over and says, " So Victor, you think this spell of yours will take him down?"
"That, or get us killed." Says Victor with a drink.
"Lovely." Says Jok with a straight face. Victor looks over to Scar and asks, "Do you have anything to make sure that he can't resist my magic?"
"I could Hex him."
"That'll do, Jok, I need to be close to him, so once Scar hexes him, throw me, if this works, I guarantee we will be able to find him."
Jok nods and the group waits quietly, with Victor chugging away at his Drink. Right as Victor corks his Drink the Assassin is on him, but his blade stops in the air with a shimmer of magic.
"Shield bitch! Now Scar!"
Scar hexes the assassin and the assassin fades away again after the failed attack. Scar immediately pops up Detect Magic to follow the aura of his own Hex, he shouts, "Jok there!" and points to the north west corner.
Jok hurls Victor as hard as he can, rocketing the drunk into the air, in flight Victor snaps his fingers and says, "Quickened Shocking Bolt" and a sizzle of power fires from Victor's side to the corner of the room, the magic hits something, and the assassin appears in pain. Victor smiles, and forms a large amount of magical energy in his other hand.
"POLYMORPH!"
There is silence as Victor crashes into the ground then quickly scurries away as if his life were in danger. Right behind him, nearly crushing him is a woolly mammoth that cracks the ground on impact. Victor rises and smiles before saying, "There! Try hiding now!"
"A MAMMOTH!" Shouts Scar, "Why is he a mammoth!?"
"So he can't hide." Says Victor hoisting his flask for a congratulatory swig.
Jok looks to Victor and says. "Why not like a harmless mouse or rabbit or something?"
Victor incredulously looks at Jok and waltzes over to him pointing at the Minotaur. "Excuse me, are you the mage here!? No, your the ghost sword bull guy."
As Scar tries to break them up the mammoth begins to charge. Victor leaps to the side, but Jok tries to hold back the beast to halt it's charge. The mammoth is halted in it's tracks, but it then lifts the minotaur off the ground and slams him into the ground.
If Jok wasn't hurt by that, he sure as hell was hurt from the next attack, as the mammoth turns around an proceeds to sit on the minotaur.
"GAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Shouted Jok, in excruciating pain with his entire lower half restrained by the weight of the former assassin. "Guys you need to get him off of me, like right now!"
Victor and Scar look to each other and shrug, both charging up their most powerfull spells.
"TWIN LIGHTNING BOLT!"
"FIREBALL!"
Then in a mass of Lightning and Fire the mammoth is utterly obliterated and the effects of the Polymorph disappear, leaving Jok just barely out of the range of the center of the blast.
Scar runs over and begins to tend to Jok as Victor goes over to look at the body of the assassin. He finds that the man only has a black robe and his menacing dagger Victor flips the dagger around a few times in his hand, liking the feel of it.
The robe on the other hand is also rather nice, very thick, and looks to hold a bit of magic in it. Victor isn't a coward like the man who wore it last, so he takes off his own rob and puts this one on underneath as a layer under his main robe.
The one he took is thin enough to not hamper his movement , and the magic seems strong enough to ward off attacks that should come at Victor. Scar and Jok wander back over as Scar looks at the dagger with a bit of Detect Magic.
"Whoa, Victor, I'd be careful with that, That dagger looks covered in Necromancy. It might be cursed."
Victor Twirls the dagger in hand and says, "Cursed? How curse?"
"I don't know, You'd have to stab something." Victor looks around and notices the bards at the doorway. "He guys, come here, I need to ask y'all something."
The bards walk inside the room and stand waiting for Victor to respond.
"I gotta ask, why didn't any of you hit that man with a Viscous Mockery or two?" Asks the drunk.
"Well, um we don't know that spell." Says one of the bards.
Victor's face goes narrow, as he says, "Scar, take Jok over to the next room I think I found something to test my dagger on."
Out of fear, Scar takes Jok into the hallway and shuts the door, he then shortly hears a blood curdling scream as Victor's voice resonates out of the ritual room.
"Huh!? Scar, Looks like the dagger takes a bit of my blood to make the attack a lot more effective, I feel faint, but the results are staggering."
"BEN!!! NO!!"
"SHUT UP YOU!!!"
The following noises that came from the room are splashes of lightning, bludgeoning, and screams of agony. Jok looks not very phased, but Scar looks to shiver and shake with every horrible noise. After a minute or two Victor waltzes out of the room, the ends of his robe's sleeves covered in blood.
"Uh, Victor, what about the reward for saving the bards?"
Victor turns to Scar and says, "And if we find any bards, as in the kind who know bard spells and abilities, we will save them." Victor points over his shoulder toward the room. "As far as I'm concerned those are not bards."
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