Rolled 5, 1, 11, 18, 9 = 44 (5d20)
>>5844590Izirina Henzler was finding her connection to an Elemental plane and then, without anchor and with only the compass of that feeling and a tenuous connections, he was casting herself—all three of you-from this world and into another… No, rather into the space BETWEEN worlds, or ‘planes’, and hoping to guide you towards a destination in another dimension of reality. There was a reason nobody had ever done such a thing in living memory: it was, frankly, madness. Without your <elemental Infusion>--the preparations which You were now making while she drew her series of meticulous chalk circles around you down in the Archmage’s chimeric laboratory—the three of you would have died upon arrival.
“Remember, we can only remain there for a short while,” You cautioned them both (well, mostly Izzy, for bewildered and frightened Costella was merely along for the ride). “My <Free Movement> can keep me safe indefinitely… But <Elemental infusion> has a limited duration, and I won’t have the magic left for a second casting once I’ve cast it on each of you and also transformed myself.
“Right,” said Izzy.
“This is just the bridge,” you said. “In, then out, somewhere else on Earth.”
“R-right,” mumbled Costella.
When the circle was done, and everyone (this time, mostly Costella) had been brought up-to-speed on what to expect, the three of you awkwardly joined hand—you at the centre, and a lizard-human woman on either side. It was quite the spectacle, even before you spoke the sacred words to turn from flesh and bone into something ethereal and Truly Fey.
“<Free Movement,” you invoked, and then a moment later: “<Elemental infusion… <Elemental Infusion!>”
Both of the women erupted into electricity, surging with arcane energies from the planes of Air and of Fire. Izirina calmly exhaled, though you heard excitement in her voice—almost a moan. Costella squealed, a shrill alarm-cry, and clutched at you automatically—if not for your own transformation, you would have surely been fried to death, and as it was it STILL made your hair stand on end and your teeth vibrate.
“Sorry,” she apologized, when you glared at her.
“Ready?” asked Izirina, as you looked back to her.
“Yes,” you confirmed.
“<Plane Shift!>”
