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Daeran channels, catching both of them and also any other undead invisibly in the radius but very much not Villabor or Luzai.

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And the shadow takes another swipe at her, missing, and she drops her sword from suddenly nerveless fingers but still connects again with another lay on hands to disperse it. Hopefully the other one takes less time than that, because much more and she won't be able to move.

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COME THE FUCK ON. 

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The first of Lann's next two shots also misses, but the second hits dead on and despite the shadow's lack of physicality the arrow sinks into it and lodges rather than merely pass through and and disrupt its ectoplasmic flesh, drawing a shriek of rage and pain as it takes another swing at Seelah. When that also misses, it dips back below the floorboards, and out of arrow range.

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He doesn't channel; the effort would be wasted with the intervening matter between them. Instead he turns to Villibor.

"Do they heal?"

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"No." He is SO GRATEFUL to his sister's terrible boyfriend right now. 

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"Then we should take out time to flush it out rather than spread out and try to run it down. Is there any limitations on what it can go through, other than not liking the sun?"

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"No. But they're very hungry at all times, so they won't stay embedded in soil for too long. --I'm sorry, I thought I would be able to catch them faster." 

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Then they can set about exploring the house, holding doors open, and trying to smoke it out of wherever it's hiding. After about a minute of this, though, it surges out through the floor after Seelah again.

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She's still alive, but she lacks the strength to even lift her armor. Seelah falls to the ground in a clatter of metal, unable to move.

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As always, the vision that proceeds its arrival disorients him enough that he can't make any use of it - it's the most useless form of foresight he's ever heard of. It is, however, enough for him to not be totally surpised, and channel energy before it finishes Seelah off. He's not sure whether it was simply already injured or it failed to resist the energy, but the second shadow is now also dead.

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She should have just taken off the armor before she came, ugh. Now she can't even move enough to try to do that.

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"Can you do Lesser Restoration." 

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"Yes, I can do that."

Unfortunately, it doesn't take just one lesser restoration. It takes all four castings he has - and a very tense minute while he does it - to get Seelah back on her feet, and even then she's still a long way from fully healed. She can walk around without having to put down her sword or shield, but it's effortful in a way it wasn't for her before they started.

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"We need to leave. If there are any more of them and I can't take control of them--and it would be foolish to assume I could, since I failed with these two--I thought this outing was a good idea because I thought I could. Shadows are very, very lethal." 

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No more shadows confront them until they are back out in the sunlight. Unfortunately that luck doesn't extend to undead in general, because there are a number of ghouls and zombies arrayed right outside the door waiting for them the moment they walk out the front door, revealing the images of an empty street they had spied out the windows to be the result of illusion magic. At the back of the group is a gnome dressed in all black and the most stereotypical ustulavic necromancer getup imaginable.

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Villibor is from Geb where the fashions run very differently. He notices nothing whatsoever about the other necromancer's clothes. 

Can he steal control of any of these undead? 

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Oh, look, a person! Who can be talked to! That part is Luzai's job. 

"Dude, you seriously suck," she informs the necromancer. 

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He still cannot!

"It figures that you would say that; people like you would never understand. But I no longer have any need for your approval, and now I'm free to let loose my true passion of raising the undead - and there's nothing you or any of your friends will be able to do to stop me. Haste!"

Five ghouls surge forward, supernaturally swiftly.

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This time, unlike with the shadow, she's in reach to angel sword glow at them. 

"People like me? Have you met a lot of people from Geb before?"

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Daeran channels again, the light of his channel joining the dazzling ghouls, only to realize this made him a target when the ghouls headed straight past Seelah for him. He freezes in place, paralyzed by their bites.

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COME ON COME ON WORK YOU STUPID NECROMANTIC ABILITY. 

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Hideous Laughter on the necromancer. 

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Finnean has fewer advantages over most magic bows, when facing corporeal opponents, than against the Shadows, but that's okay! A regular magic bow is pretty good! 

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The necromancer drops in paroxyms of laughter, at which point Nenio also tags him with an incessant buzzing; it's anyone's guess if it'll work on someone who's both a gnome and a wizard, but at least he's not immune.

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