DM: Your battle with Forgmchrys has awakened the slumbering spirit of the evil that plagues this land. A shadow arise from the very city itself and takes the form. The god R’c’ssion has found you.
Cleric: Disbelieve. I roll to disbelieve.
DM: -Rolls Dice-. You fail your saving throw vs. Reality. R’c’ssion advances.
Mage: I cast Mordenkainen’s Greater Stimulus Package.
DM: You don’t have enough spell points to do that.
Mage: What do you mean? I have 59. That’s more than enough.
DM: Some of those spell points aren’t really on your side.
Mage: Goddammit. Fine, I cast Mana Link with the Cleric so we can share mana.
DM: That requires the Cleric’s cooperation, Cleric -
Cleric: No.
Mage: What?
Cleric: Just no.
Mage: Son of a bitch.
DM: You still have an action left, Mage.
Mage: Fine. I cast Lesser Stimulus Package.
DM: -Rolls Dice-. A bright cloud of shimmering light envelopes the beast. It seems to be working - the creature is spreading out, as if it’s slowly dissipating. Or is it growing?
