[IC] Chapter 1-3: Mansion of Hate

[DM Surranó]

Merri swings again and her sword cuts straight through Cloak's throat... like through thin air.

"Merri, get behind us!"  Lugar calls out then cautiously moves closer to attack. The elf acknowledges the advice with a brief nod.
The heavy pick passes through the opponent who hisses silently... or was it a cackle?

Giant is swearing and drops his whip. "Grr, you bastard undead. What kind of are you?"

He moves closer, unable to charge through difficult terrain and makes an attack again with his magical axe. The axe makes contact with thin air.

Cloak laughs hysterically and turns on the half-orc, but the ghostly attack is too clumsy to get anywhere near the ranger, even if he were flat-footed. Disappointed, the figure sinks down right into the floor, disappearing from view!

Maul's head pops into view through the crevice as he finally manages to scale the rubble.

"Destroy the evil spirit!" Goo calls out encouragingly and stumbles a bit closer.

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A - mAul
* - this is where Cloak disappeared.