On the road outside Drellin’s Ferry, Elsir Vale The journey to Elsir Vale had been long and tedious. The promise of a great treasure in a distant keep beyond Dwarfbridge had lured many of his companions to take this journey. He was only along for the historical value and to keep his companions alive, and to convince the two thieves to turn away from their unlawful life despite several failures before. He had at least made it a quest to convince them to at least steal from the corrupt for the good hoping that committing good deeds would turn them toward a lawful life completely. "It would be far more rewarding knowing that you have..." he trailed off from speaking to Corrath after his eye caught a glint of mail in the bushes. He didn't need to say anything because the others were starting to notice as well. Well almost the others. "Ambush!" he shouted simultaneously with Skadi and immediately called upon his god to protect them all from these fowl creatures lying in wait. The church called the ability Magic Circle against Evil but to Torm it was merely a barrier of himself, a part of him that would encircle his follower and those that the follower wanted protected along with him. Zanaek knew it would keep summoned creatures from meleeing them so long as the party stayed within the ten foot radius of him, but it wouldn't protect them from ranged attacks. Unless these creatures were summoned, the best his spell could do for the group was increase their ability to avoid attacks and resist mental control and/or magical effects by these creatures. Whatever they are, Zanaek thought. "The protection spell I'm casting only affects those within ten feet of me," he warned everyone, "so stay close until I'm done and lets end this quickly."
