[center][h3][color=bedded]Thomas Richard Harrison[/color][/h3]
[b]Location:[/b] The Tower Stairwell
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Stairs! [/center]
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A stairway to Heaven?
Or a highway to Hell?

The perfect choke point. Trickling in like lambs to the slaughterhouse, their formation did not bode well. The footing of the stairwell gave the enemy the high ground, and gods knows what below waiting for them. Maybe it was time to turn back? And yet it was too late, they were fully invested now, to go back would be just as much a labour as going over. Yet to wade in a river of blood was far easier than a sea of bodies. Ahead of him was Keystone, Satilla, and the furry behind of a Bear, giving the boy not much room to squeeze past and ascend the perilous stairs. Thus whatever chaos ensued above them would have to wait for now, until a break in the line and they all inched forward to their certain doom. Alas the true enemy were the stairs, capable of congesting all traffic into a room, sealing them off as all combatants rushed the stairwell as fast as possible. Halfway up now behind Keystone, waiting for the rest to move on out.

With only three spells left, Thomas would not be a too useful if there were more summons found above. Maybe they could strike the summoner down quickly and all would be well. Disappearing as the concentration broke by the caster, but then again this necromancer seemed far more dangerous than first thought. Summoning minions? More so than the mere undead at his disposal but infernal boars and evidently centipedes. Maybe they should ignore the smaller targets to focus on defeating the necrolord? Without the caster, most summons disappear back from whence they came. Each needed a conduit to materialize them after all, if they could take out the source...