Parrots are everywhere! Sqaaak! If you catch sight of one they are mostly in Imp form to foil the LE Forbiddance.
They're actually in (Fiendish) Raven form.
Ror10 pulls a piece of chalk out of his belt pouch, slices his thumb on his axe, and quickly sketches a very precise design on the back of his shield. A middling amount of magical power swiftly coalesces around him, and then, just as quickly, is gone. (Charges a Quickened
Lesser Ritual of Speech, and immediately discharges it).
Ror10 uses a
Sending to contact Thrash with the following, which RorO puts on the link simultaneously:
Thrash! You DARE defile Dumathoin's Works with your evil purpose? Tremble, for His Hand shall smite you down where you stand!Ror10 then immediately ends the spell (but not the ritual), since he has no need to hear a response, whether or not Thrash sends one.
Back on the Link, RorO says,
<I am going in to destroy him. If you wish to retain your copies and other benefits, you can come with me, but I am going in regardless.>RorO and Ror10 move toward the surface, headed for an area recently hit by RorA/B/C/D and now devoid of life. He's not headed for the Witchlights - he wants Thrash. We now have a TON of firepower, lots of which can focus on the Witchlights.
RorO ascends from the ground, leading with his glowing emerald axe, until he is floating 5' off the ground. (If the immediate area around him was
Forbiddanced, it isn't any longer.) Once he has emerged fully, purplish-white fire explodes from RorO's chest, forming in front of him into huge vaguely humanoid creature with wings, but no arms. The entire chamber now crackles with raw magical energy, making the hair on everyone's arms, legs, and neck stand up.
Immediately after the creature has formed, RorO steps forward
into it. RorO grows from his normal ~4' to 25' tall, grows a pair of wings, and his entire body bursts into the same purple-white flames. Where there were two creatures, there is now only one.
RorO bellows out from his new height,
Thrash! The Hand of Dumathoin comes!