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Arkisz Yennen

It seemed the group was decided - half of them would go through the window, and the other half through the door. Arkisz readied himself next to Jørmund as the Earth Genasi made to ram the door as the others levitated to the window above them. There was a dull, sudden thudding sound as Jørmund crashed into the door, which seemed sturdy despite what one could only imagine was years of misuse in this secluded clearing. Arkisz watched as the higher-up infil team began to crawl through their own portal with ease. He was quick to aid at the call for assistance. He moved past Jørmund and let his hand briefly brush over the old wood and the aging lock as he let it drop to the handle. It turned. Arkisz afforded a somewhat sheepish-looking glance back at his companion in second-hand embarrassment from the attempt to bash it down a moment before. His eyes glanced over to Plasm, making sure they were paying attention, before he turned back to the door and finished the knob's rotation, throwing the door open suddenly.

The scene laid out before them, multiple cultists with swords drawn backed by a couple of similarly-robed elves, and with one individual already splayed out on the floor beneath Flicker. Arkisz nodded and stepped into the room itself, his eyes focusing on the group of foes in front of him. He paid particular care to watch the elves and their hands - people known for their magic could be rather dangerous.

Arkisz swept his blade through the air, gesturing it towards the group as a whole before he spoke.
"Surrender yourselves and you will leave here unwounded." He said simply. "If you resist I cannot guarantee the safety of your lives or...Nanna May's."
His voice was as it always was - informative and smooth. There was only but a hint of authority behind it, but it did not waver or quake like someone who was unfamiliar to combat or confrontation. His gaze in turn kept its cool and perceptive visage as he looked over the flock of cultists who seemed to be held together by the courage granted them by the elves at the back.

He could only assume Nanna May was the leader of this cultish-looking group of bandits - perhaps they were one of the elves at the back. He was hopeful that his command would be heeded and they could avoid a lot of bloodshed, but the familiar grip on his sword told more than words that he was ready to fight if he needed to. He stood his ground about ten or so feet away from the closest of them, holding his blade at the ready as his Steel Defender poised next to him, equally ready as its steel limbs tnk tnk tnk'd against the floor as it shifted its weight around as it stood.

Arkisz is holding his action to attack if any foe enters his melee range.
Using bonus action to allow the Steel Defender to attack, which it will also hold until a foe is in range.
He is still concentrating on Detect Magic.

Rolls: Persuading the cultists to surrender: Nat 20 + 2
Persuasion assuming disadvantage: 8

[Arkisz to-hit 22, Arkisz slashing damage 11.
Steel Defender to-hit 13, Steel Defender force damage 8]

Conditions: None.
Active Infusions: Enhanced Weapon(Arkisz's Longsword), Enhanced Defense(Arkisz's Armor)
Known Infusions: Enhanced Weapon, Enhanced Defense, Replicate Magic Item, Mind Sharpener.
Spells Prepared: Catapult, Faerie Fire, Grease, Cure Wounds, Detect Magic.
Spell Slots Remaining: Two 1st Level Slots.
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