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(Taking twenty now, right?)
Audric pulls and pushes the boat, slipping underwater more than once, before the boat breaks loose. And I do mean breaks-several tiles are now floating down the river. Now the only question is how to get back.
Audric makes it back to the shore with the boat. Flipping over the boat lets you examine it more closely. It is badly burnt, the side poles are broken, the oars are missing, and there is, for some reason or another, a leather boot sticking through one of the holes. Bits of frayed rope, translucent viscous slime and broken bits of glass seem to be splattered at the end of the boat that has holes and boot in it. The canopy is broken in two, hanging half off the boat, and the grass looks like it was eaten away with acid.
"I'm hoping it was Paral. And I'm hoping he managed to mess up that sorceress somehow. At this point, I don't care if he had to use spells." Audric answers, grimly. He focuses on the boat, to see if he gets the greasy blue feeling that he has learned to associate with the sorceress-
The detection seems to be harder to pull up than normal, as if it was resisting for a split second. Then it snaps back with a blow that feels like a punch in the eyes. Despite it being metaphysical, it hurts like a stab between the eyes.
There is a blur of magic, dark blue and rich orange-red mixed with multicolored magic and grease, screams from far away, silken magic that is definitely arcane and somehow completely non-malevolant impossible you have been taught and there is feeling in this blurred magic, anger fear and claiming grasping falling ripping flying need mine all mine....
Audric raises a hand to his face and it comes away wet with blood. There is a shallow wound, red and raw and bleeding, between his eyebrows. It seemed to have clawed itself onto his face while he was detecting magic. That...doesn't normally happen.
What in… Audric hisses in pain, rubbing his forehead. He shuts his eyes for a moment, then addresses the others “I’m not sure what happened. I think Iil'ssaran was here, but there are many overlapping auras.” He is tired, and confused, and uncertain about what all this means. Focus, Audric, damn you. He shakes his head to clear it, reaching out and taking the boot to examine it more closely, as the most obvious out of place object that he can spot. He also tries to remember if Iil'ssaran was wearing boots like that.
((Search - (1d20+1). Yeah, and I don’t really think he can remember a thing like that, but just in case they train paladins to be very observant… what would it be, a WIS check with a very high DC?)
Audric tries to stop her from worrying "It's really nothing of concern..." then gives up and bends down to allow her to reach his forhead better. He smiles. "Thank you."
"No, that isn't a usual thing. I'm not really sure what happened." he answers Antal. He has his suspicions, but he isn't going to share them with his allies. For one thing, there is no use in worrying them, and for the other, he wants to think about it when he has had a chance to make a bit of order in his mind. "Seeing magic... that's not easy to describe. It's sounds and colors and...feelings all togheter. Iil'ssaran is blue, and grease, and it's here, but togheter with a lot of other confusing impressions".
He pauses, looking at the boot in his hand "And I don't know whose boot this is, but I don't think it's hers. It's a little too small for that. "
"If the boat's here and there's nowhere else she could have gone, other than swimming, this tunnel seems like the obvious choice. I could get out the cloth with Paral's scent again, though, so that we know for sure if he's been around. Since he's the only reason we're down here."
Rana grabs her rope and ties one end around Shadow's neck, murmuring "Don't want you running off too fast down here," before retrieving the cloth and telling him to track the scent.
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Audric furrows his brow, perplexed. "If that's the case, either they swam or teleported away" he says "And if it's the latter, I'm afraid we are at a dead end. Are you sure that is not just the place where the scent is stronger?"
Audric raises a smile, the corner of his mouth turning slightly upwards "Neither would I, probably. I know your wolf says they didn't go up there, but it's probably better that we check it all the same. The upturned boat was here, after all."
Audric goes to the boat to pick up his armor and things, quickly starting to redress himself. When he is ready, he turns to the others, making a gesture towards the tunnel "Shall we, then?"