Travok heard the thrown rock colliding with the floor and quite literally jumped. He had to be glad the gemstone was as big as it was or he could've risked swallowing it in his surprise. He spat it out into his hand and pushed it back behind his beard, ready to be brought out quickly in case something bad was going on.

And boy if it wasn't already a royal mess by the time he had stopped assessing the situation and it was about time to act. The dragonborn kept throwing rocks, the bigger human and the elf were visibly ready for a fight and the guards were preparing for a fight as well. Travok was unsure what to do.

Seriously, what on earth were these guys doing, starting an open riot as soon as they got out of their chains? There could well still be people on the other side of the door to reinforce these ranks! He backed off a few steps and looked at the smaller human cellmate that had told Travok to stick with him. Perhaps he knew what to do in this situation? Travok so badly wanted to ask him "what do I do?", but he couldn't risk doing it out loud...

Little did he know, his will to ask it alone had already carried the message to this man. His encounter with the slumberer had in turn ended the slumber of his mind, letting him project thoughts to others. And indeed, the frail man would hear this question ring within his head, evidently not one of his own thoughts.

Travok grasped his Arcane focus firmly, preparing to utilise his patron's power to fire at any guard that he would have a proper line of sight to (or the best alternative anyway) if this other man showed any signs of wanting to join the combat.

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So the fight was on then? Travok brought out the focus from hiding, now for the first time brandishing the stone resembling the dreaded eye in front of the guards. He did his best to make sure it wouldn't slip from his hands thanks to it's saliva coating, so he couldn't hold it quite as dramatically as he'd liked, but this would have to do.
"C'Thun," he said and the gem emanated a slight pulse of brighter colour from it's centre.
"C'Thun!" Travok now yelled, and a concentration of magical force began gathering in front of the stripe, giving it the illusion of slightly moving.
"[b]C'Thun![/b]" he bellowed even louder, and released the ray of crackling, purple energy towards his target.
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[url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/228]9[/url] to hit with the Eldritch blast. Aw.
It could've been [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/229]4[/url] damage, too! Well, not the biggest loss.[/hider][/hider]