All at once, it's like he's tipping backward into the quiet dark, wrapped in something heavy and blinding. Something to protect him from what's happening out there, mentally speaking. Something to make sure he stays out of the way as the patron he unknowingly serves does what needs to be done to protect the man it loves.
Whenever Neal starts to come back to consciousness, it'll be after Evandrin checks out.
And in the mean time, Evandrin in Neal's body is at Zerxus's side in a breath, his landing in front of his husband sending out a blast of energy from Destructive Wave that washes over their enemies in a roar of thunder and starlight. 5d6 radiant and 5d6 thunder damage and these fuckers get knocked prone on a failed con save.
Neal had checked out. The presence there now is a few steps shy of godly.
no subject
It's not his voice.
All at once, it's like he's tipping backward into the quiet dark, wrapped in something heavy and blinding. Something to protect him from what's happening out there, mentally speaking. Something to make sure he stays out of the way as the patron he unknowingly serves does what needs to be done to protect the man it loves.
Whenever Neal starts to come back to consciousness, it'll be after Evandrin checks out.
And in the mean time, Evandrin in Neal's body is at Zerxus's side in a breath, his landing in front of his husband sending out a blast of energy from Destructive Wave that washes over their enemies in a roar of thunder and starlight. 5d6 radiant and 5d6 thunder damage and these fuckers get knocked prone on a failed con save.
Neal had checked out. The presence there now is a few steps shy of godly.
Bitches.