How are they getting this many wizard mooks, didn't we scry this. There is only 35 of them. And pea bodys mind control is certainly not extensive enough to manage this, dude does minor hypnosis.
Are we in a trap again? Because it seems like the enemy is being very cooperative in putting us in traps.
How are they getting this many wizard mooks, didn't we scry this. There is only 35 of them. And pea bodys mind control is certainly not extensive enough to manage this, dude does minor hypnosis.
54 Total conspirators, 7 Total Aware
Nevernever
13 in sundry other Nevernever realms 0 aware
1 No Name Always Aware, always knows, Almost? Outside.
Material World
7 in the Hidden Halls 2 Aware (One is Peabody)
9 in the in Central and South America 1 Aware
5 in Europe 1 Aware
12 in Africa 1 Aware
6 in Asia 1 Aware
1 in Australia 0 Aware
I assume Yuki and Phil are the two wardens wrestling with super leaches, but how are we supposed to parse the rest of this comment?Before you can help, before you can take one more step towards them, there's a flash of light further on in the tunnels blinding-bright, illuminating five figures, one of which seems to be some sort of crude golem, though that's not the focus of your attention, given what the wizard in the back is shouting.
"They got Yuki and Phil, trap's a bust! Shoot!"
The golem you now realize contains a red-haired woman, the same principle as a Sanctuary exoskeleton only it compensates with superior magical might what it lacks in technological support
Here's what we have:
There were 7 here, only Peabody knew at the start but he's had enough time to at least tell the rest on site.
He's clearly not present right now but it's theoretically possible he got more people to come in. Should have been at least as problematic to arrange for him as us.
I'm not sure I understand what's happening here overall though:
I assume Yuki and Phil are the two wardens wrestling with super leaches, but how are we supposed to parse the rest of this comment?
If the five figures are conspirators shouldn't the critters getting the loyalists have been a good thing? What does that have to do with the trap failing? If they meant us reaching them it still doesn't make sense, because what spoiled their ambush was Molly catching the veil and McCoy announcing it to them.
If they're say dupes hypnotized into thinking we're the enemy aligned with whoever is attacking their friends then why weren't they trying to help them? Sure mental influence is a thing, but Wizards are stubborn and have deep self awareness; the weirder you make them act by their own standards then more likely they are to snap. Either out of your control or to start foaming at the mouth on the floor.
Weren't they here before us setting up a trap? We saw the veil they were using before reaching them and they already had a standing effect up.Triage would be one reason to fight you before dealing with the leeches, especially if they cannot tell how bad off their friends are, they do not have super senses remember.
@DragonParadox do we have any way to tell if the leaches are summons or some similar entity that we can snack on with MiM? That factors into if we want to kill them personally or not.
Weren't they here before us setting up a trap? We saw the veil they were using before reaching them and they already had a standing effect up.
Maybe they're carrying around, but that's a bit like calling running at someone with a loaded gun hidden behind your back setting a trap for them.
That's a little hard to buy when Peabody appears to have brushed off every other wizard on the planet.They are CoD and given the speed with which they show up spirits seem likely.
Oh yeah, they were definitely waiting for someone or something, question is if they are being pushed into attacking a Senior Council Member by appeal to hurt friends.
Don't assume the enemy is always prepared rather than doing the best they can with what they have
1)Two terms: Concentration of force.Okay that still doesn't answer the question what the fuck was their presence here going to do to stop the building from collapsing it was shaking when we got here. No one in this goddamn building can survive it falling on them. Why do you think leaving people with explosives in the bottom of it is a good idea in any universe. It doesn't matter how many Wizards are anywhere in this place if it fucking Falls.
The Mistfeinds not wraith those are from mistborn Chronicles are not Outsiders they're nevernever spirit things they are covered in mordite they can all be destroyed by any wizard with a forced spell like they were in Canon.
You are actively catastrophizing an already dangerous situation by overestimating the danger of a particular wizard while ignoring the clear and present danger of a collapse killing most of the senior counsel killing all the people in this building possibly killing us and everyone that we bought with us if we just ignore the fact that a castle made of stone is having its foundations blown apart are you crazy.
Edit, continue: this also is before the fact that we are still trying to get to the council the plan is to still get to the council it's just not to let the building fall down while we do that Peabody and the Mistfiends are almost certainly going to be there as when he released them they ran wild they're not actually domesticated in any way.
They can't be patrolling the building which is before to say we don't actually have an obligation to speedrun or perfectly protect members of the white Council if some of them die that's fine because we are not God and it's fine.
The conspiracy was 54 wizards; 49 or so now.How are they getting this many wizard mooks, didn't we scry this. There is only 35 of them. And pea bodys mind control is certainly not extensive enough to manage this, dude does minor hypnosis.
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[X] Uju32Tiffany can cast Lore of Light for blinding and bashing damage.
No we would have met theses wizards immediately and engaged with them so that's just not true and combat happens in three to six second intervals having 20 people doesn't make combat move faster this "Conflict" even with less people will be finished in less than 15 seconds if we were the only ones here with the help we have if this takes that long I'd be surprised. We gain very little to nothing in terms of speed being such a large group.Two terms: Concentration of force.
Which allows the murderball to move fast and roll over opposition quickly, instead of getting stalled by traps or a lot of mooks or a big miniboss. Molly could have literally picked up everybody with MHM and sprinted at ~70mph down the tunnels at need.
Morgan is a Combat Wizard for some reason with his experience and the back up given I Think it'll be fine.I've said it before, and I will repeat, if the B-team you just detached run into a mistwraith, they are screwed.
If Peabody and his alchemist friends drop a gas cloud in the tunnels, the B-team has no recourse; Sophia is immune to poison, but she does not cure it for others.
Article: Warden Luccio recognized him as being one of relatively few people qualified to take on Nicodemus Archleone in Harry Dresden's place. Morgan was even more capable in pitched battle, recognised as a war hero for his efforts in Proven Guilty, cutting down a Duke and two Counts of the Red Court who simply got between Morgan and the Red King.[5] This led to a commendation from Queen Titania of the Summer Court, wherein he was inducted into the Order of the Silver Oak, a high honour of the Summer Court.[6] Other examples of his accomplishments include wiping out forty zombies with minimal effort inside a minute.
You dont kill mistwraiths, you banish them or you run the fuck away.
I will repeat, of the five hundred or so wizards present for Morgan's trial, only seven wizards were of any use against it.
The Mistfiends in a room of 600 targets in pitch black darkness and near complete element of surprise in total mange to kill less than a tenth of the people there before they are are captured in less than three seconds. The only reason they weren't killed on the spot is because there were people that would also die in the nearby area and chaos was abounding not because it was impossible.Turn Coat Chapter 48 said:The truly scary part wasn't that I was standing five feet away from a cloud of weapons-grade deathstone that would rip the very life force out of everything it touched. It wasn't that I had confronted someone who was probably a member of the Black Council, probably as deadly in a tussle as their members always seemed to be, and who was certainly fighting with his back to the wall and nothing to lose. It wasn't even the fact that the lights had all gone out, and that a battle to the death was about to ensue.
The scary part was that I was standing in a relatively small, enclosed space with nearly six hundred wizards of the White Council, men and women with the primordial powers of the universe at their beck and call-and that for the most part, only the Wardens among them had much experience in controlling violent magic in combat conditions. It was like standing in an industrial propane plant with five hundred chain-smoking pyromaniacs double-jonesing for a hit: it would only take one dummy to kill us all, and we had four hundred and ninety-nine to spare.
"No lights!" I screamed, backing up from where I'd last seen the cloud. "No lights!"
But my voice was only one amongst hundreds, and dozens of wizards reacted in the way I-and Peabody-had known they would. They'd immediately called light.
It made them instant, easy targets.
Cloudy tendrils of concentrated death whipped out to strike at the source of any light, spearing directly through anyone who got in the way. I saw one elderly woman lose an arm at the elbow as the mordite-laden cloud sent a spear of darkness flying at a wizard seated two rows behind her. A dark-skinned man with gold dangling from each ear roughly pushed a younger woman who had called light to a crystal in her hand. The tendril missed the woman but struck him squarely, instantly dissolving a hole in his chest a foot across, and all but cut his corpse in half as it fell to the floor.
Screams rose, sounds of genuine pain and terror-sounds the human body and mind are designed to recognize and to which they have no choice but to react. It hit me as hard as the first time I'd ever heard it happen-the desire to be away from whatever was causing such fear, combined with the simultaneous engagement of adrenaline, the need to act, to help.
Calmly, said a voice from right beside my right ear-except that it couldn't have been there because bandages covered that side of my head completely, and it was physically impossible for a voice to come through that clearly.
Which meant that the voice was an illusion. It was in my head. Furthermore, I recognized the voice-it was Langtry's, the Merlin's.
Council members, get on the ground immediately, said the Merlin's calm, unshakable voice. "Assist anyone who is bleeding and do not attempt to use lights until the mistfiend is contained. Senior Council, I have already engaged the mistfiend and am preventing it from moving any farther away. Rashid, prevent it from moving forward and disintegrating me, if you please. Mai and Martha Liberty, take its right flank, McCoy and Listens-to-Wind its left. It's rather strong-willed, so let's not dawdle, and remember that we must also prevent it from moving upward."
The entire length of that dialogue, though I could have sworn it was physically audible, was delivered in less than half a second-speech at the speed of thought. It came accompanied with a simplified image of the Speaking Room, as if it had been drawn on a mental chalkboard. I could clearly see the swirling outline of the mistfiend surrounded by short blocks, with each block labeled with the names of the Senior Council and drawn to represent a section of three-dimensional dome that would hem the cloudy terror in.
Hell's bells. The Merlin had, in the literal length of a second and a half, turned pure confusion into an ordered battle. I guess maybe you don't get to be the Merlin of the White Council by saving up frequent-flier miles. I'd just never seen him in motion before.
Warden Dresden, the Merlin said. Or thought. Or projected. If you would be so good as to prevent Peabody from escaping. Warden Thorsen and his cadre are on the way to support you, but we need someone to hound Peabody and prevent him from further mischief. We do not yet know the extent of his psychic manipulations, so trust none of the younger Wardens.
Something being made by the fae is largely irrelevant. You really don't need to destroy the entire place to collapse a building and I think you know that. Something being Hardy or having lasted a long time it does not make it immune to having its fucking supports broken.You are arguing that our antagonist is simultaneously dangerous and powerful enough to get past the wards of the original Merlin and generations of wizards since to destroy the fae-constructed Hidden Halls in the next few minutes and so must be confronted IMMEDIATELY no matter the cost.
They are different groups of wizard presumably with different talents because that's exactly how Wizards work. One group of the Wizards being able to somehow keep out Captain Lucio isn't the same as this wizard working destructive Magic on a building almost by design that would be true if for no other reason in the areas of study would be completely different.But you are also suggesting they are also simultaneously so weak that the B-team can stop them and their allies and dupes and mind-controlled thralls, including the Captain of the Wardens Anastacia Luccio, from carrying out their goal.