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Yevaud 45/45
The elf smirked as his cloud dispersed, and began chanting again, this time he called forth arctic air, shaping a wall of ice summoned from a plane of frosty death, where snowmen put hats on children and watched with wonder as they came to life (and were then summarily consumed by teeth of coal and ice), But the elf had a twist in mind for this spell, instead of making a barrier, he was causing the wall to drop into the room, and hopefully onto one or more of the priests.
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