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{{spell | {{spell | ||
|essence=illusory | |essence=illusory | ||
|school=dark | |school=dark | ||
| − | |xp= | + | |xp=5 |
| − | |target= | + | |target=Self |
|distance=Self | |distance=Self | ||
|time=1 minute per rank | |time=1 minute per rank | ||
|save=[[Guts]] | |save=[[Guts]] | ||
| − | |description=Haven't you always wanted a hundred of your friends to show up at your butt-kicking party | + | |ap=6 |
| − | |level1= | + | |description=Haven't you always wanted a hundred of your friends to show up at your butt-kicking party? Summoning a huge host of allies — even illusory ones — certainly puts you in a favorable position. When this spell kicks off, a multitude of imaginary comrades fly to your aide. They can manifest any way you desire, for instance, a posse of five bloodthirsty buddies pouring through the door, a crowd of archers lining the walls standing up from their hiding places, a trio of enormous fire-breathing monsters dropping from the sky, or a thousand ghostly soldiers appearing from an eerie mist. However you imagine it, the illusion seems completely real to any onlookers. Any creatures within the area of effect who have a neutral or worse disposition to the caster must make a Guts save. Those who fail will flee as fast as their legs will carry them, or surrender and cower pathetically. If anyone attempts to ''fight'' the illusion, they're entitled to a [[Lucidity]] check to realize they've been duped. |
| − | |level2= | + | |level1=100 yards |
| − | |level3= | + | |level2=250 yards |
| − | |level4= | + | |level3=¼ mile |
| − | |level5= | + | |level4=½ mile |
| + | |level5=1 mile | ||
}} | }} | ||
Latest revision as of 22:38, 3 July 2017
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This rule simply needs to be tested. It may be almost perfect, or it may need a bit of work. We think it's pretty good, but it hasn't been really tested. Leave any feedback on the Talk page, please! |
| Rarity | 5 |
|---|---|
| AP | 6 |
| Target | Self |
| Distance | Self |
| Lasts | 1 minute per rank |
| Save | Guts |
Haven't you always wanted a hundred of your friends to show up at your butt-kicking party? Summoning a huge host of allies — even illusory ones — certainly puts you in a favorable position. When this spell kicks off, a multitude of imaginary comrades fly to your aide. They can manifest any way you desire, for instance, a posse of five bloodthirsty buddies pouring through the door, a crowd of archers lining the walls standing up from their hiding places, a trio of enormous fire-breathing monsters dropping from the sky, or a thousand ghostly soldiers appearing from an eerie mist. However you imagine it, the illusion seems completely real to any onlookers. Any creatures within the area of effect who have a neutral or worse disposition to the caster must make a Guts save. Those who fail will flee as fast as their legs will carry them, or surrender and cower pathetically. If anyone attempts to fight the illusion, they're entitled to a Lucidity check to realize they've been duped.
Intensity Effects
- 100 yards
- 250 yards
- ¼ mile
- ½ mile
- 1 mile
