He asks everyone to hold hands around the mirror and sign a school trip form, waiving Boarbumps and indemnifying anything that should happen to them including, but not limited to a loss, major or otherwise, of life, limb, or soul.
Great! Now that that's over and done with, onto the highly dangerous magic that no professor of a school, or at least, a professor in his right mind, would subject students to.
Gromph's eyes glow a pure white as he channels the conjuration of another plane of existence in his mind's eye. Of course, this being Gromph Baenre, this place is the Abyss; the home to demons and devils and those who have crossed over to worship them. And then, all around them, the room shifts, everything blurs, and suddenly they're surrounded in quite possibly the most infernal place they've ever been to in their entire lives.
He checks to make sure the mirror is still there.
"The reason why you were unable to attune to the mirror in there, young scholar, was most likely because it's currently recognizing someone else as its master. So, of course, we just remove it from the Prime Material plane and shatter the connection with its former owner."
As he explains this, he holds out his hand and casts a 7th level fireball into a crowd of encroaching demons.
This is literally just another Wednesday for this guy.
"This is where the rest of you come in. Ferran is going to need to spend an hour concentrating on the mirror and you're going to have to hold off legions of demonic spawn trying to steal our souls. Look alive, won't you? I don't plan on dying here.
Again."
What.
"Ferran, I hate to tell you this first hand, but concentrate, boy!"
We'll give you some liberty to design out the abyss and what you do during that hour in case you'd like to thread it out. That's all on you, but after an hour of Ferran being further traumatized by fire all around him, he's attuned.
And wouldn't you have it.
The mirror's surface looks to show another place, becomes amorphous and loses its surface ability to remain hardened. It has an almost... wave-particle feeling to it.
A long, dark hall, marble finished, lit by several torches.
You can only presume you know of one place in all of Thay like this, and as you stare into it, you feel the heaviness of a Dragon's lair before you.
NOTE: The events leading up to this will grant you control over the mirror as well as access to the final area where the CTA will occur.
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He asks everyone to hold hands around the mirror and sign a school trip form, waiving Boarbumps and indemnifying anything that should happen to them including, but not limited to a loss, major or otherwise, of life, limb, or soul.
Great! Now that that's over and done with, onto the highly dangerous magic that no professor of a school, or at least, a professor in his right mind, would subject students to.
Gromph's eyes glow a pure white as he channels the conjuration of another plane of existence in his mind's eye. Of course, this being Gromph Baenre, this place is the Abyss; the home to demons and devils and those who have crossed over to worship them. And then, all around them, the room shifts, everything blurs, and suddenly they're surrounded in quite possibly the most infernal place they've ever been to in their entire lives.
He checks to make sure the mirror is still there.
"The reason why you were unable to attune to the mirror in there, young scholar, was most likely because it's currently recognizing someone else as its master. So, of course, we just remove it from the Prime Material plane and shatter the connection with its former owner."
As he explains this, he holds out his hand and casts a 7th level fireball into a crowd of encroaching demons.
This is literally just another Wednesday for this guy.
"This is where the rest of you come in. Ferran is going to need to spend an hour concentrating on the mirror and you're going to have to hold off legions of demonic spawn trying to steal our souls. Look alive, won't you? I don't plan on dying here.
Again."
What.
"Ferran, I hate to tell you this first hand, but concentrate, boy!"
We'll give you some liberty to design out the abyss and what you do during that hour in case you'd like to thread it out. That's all on you, but after an hour of Ferran being further traumatized by fire all around him, he's attuned.
And wouldn't you have it.
The mirror's surface looks to show another place, becomes amorphous and loses its surface ability to remain hardened. It has an almost... wave-particle feeling to it.
A long, dark hall, marble finished, lit by several torches.
You can only presume you know of one place in all of Thay like this, and as you stare into it, you feel the heaviness of a Dragon's lair before you.
NOTE: The events leading up to this will grant you control over the mirror as well as access to the final area where the CTA will occur.