[center][h2][u]Shipwreck[/u][/h2]Alex, Korgath, Liv/itus, Ahnci
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Cringing, Ahnci observed the creature's feeding on one of their own, unsure of a way to get their attention by introducing the group while composing himself and remaining polite. The smell was abhorrent and the grizzly scene compounded on the chimera's comparatively pampered senses to the point where he was glad that they noticed the group on their own volition. "Good, yes. Zehr iz-" he began to explain before the gurgling growls and raking screech of rusted metal on stone accented their lack of compliance. Confused at first, Ahnci held up his hands to begin attempting to ease the tension before watching Korgath charge in to swiftly undo one of the garbage-wielding things. 
By how their associate charged, it was clear that diplomacy might have to take a back seat for the time being, the insistence of violence asserting itself to center stage.

However, Ahnci hesitated, locking eyes with the second monster. [color=a187be]"Stop!"[/color] he barked as the creature swung into the chimera's backstep, catching on the thick tapestry and carving a messy tear into the fabric.
In a moment of stillness, a formless wind caught the cloak which billowed towards the monster while a low hiss slithered from the sahuagin's target. The breeze spewed forth as a fog from the tear, tiny ice crystals rapidly crawling up the attackers sham of a blade and arm before Ahnciel roared, [color=a187be]"I said [i]stop![/i]"[/color]

The glittering scales of the stone and scales dulled in a brief wave heralded with a symphony of chains echoing quietly from seemingly all directions. What appeared as a large hand of darkness reached down from the ceiling, the shadows peeling away to reveal a cacophony of barbed hooks clutching onto Ahnci's attacker. The chime of fine chains growing taught deafeningly cracked for the instant they needed to circumvent the sahuagin's scaly defense and messily wrench it from its feet and into the ceiling of stalactites. Groans of strained metal whispered for a moment as the writhing and screaming beast was punished and subsequently silenced with a chorus of foul fish blood pouring from its now impaled corpse.

Ahnci growled, looking down at the new broad hole in his tattered adornment as the fog manifested lightly across the stone. For brief instants, hoarfrost from the humidity skipped along the warm stone before evaporating. [color=a187be]"Fine! I vill help myself, zehn..."[/color] he growled, ears folding back. Ahnci gripped the edges of his cloak and opened the garment enough for a bubble to accumulate before throwing his arms forward and forcing a jet of frigid wind into the cave to consume the beasts farther back. The gesture made the surf caught in its collateral cone of effect to crackle as tiny bubbles rapidly froze and melted in a light fizz. Powerful wild magic in its nature, wielded by a novice user, no doubt forced the temperature of the cave to plummet.