OOC: Oh God, I need to get something to eat before I pass out...
"Hmm? It can speak? Surprising. Were I to take a guess, it would appear to be some sort of mutated orc." Nybeth mused aloud to himself. Seeing the creatures tentacles reaching for his walking stick, he hopped back and cast the same spell from before at the tentacles, henceforth to be referred to as Word of Pain, intending to cut them to pieces.
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"A fight?! I'm just a scientist, I'm no good in a fight! I-I'm sorry about this, please don't hold it against me." Jessica said to Lyra. She then teleported away to some other location, dropping a small metallic disc as she went, leaving it as the only thing left behind.
OOC: I'll be back soon.