Fuck Asketi and the steed she rode in on.

R> sw
You pad southwest.

[Pilgrimage Trail, Forest]
Fresh gouges bleed yellow sap where something has sharpened its claws on a giant pine.  The glistening sap-glazed bark contrasts with the muted grey-green moss mottling the trunks of the other trees.  Providing shelter to a family of bushy-tailed woodrats, a thick tangle of red currant bushes adds a bright splash of color.  The occasional shriek of a hawk brings about a temporary cessation of rustling in the undergrowth.
You also see a hideous horned black steed with a bony wind wretch on its back.
Obvious paths: northeast, southwest.

> targ steed
You begin to weave mana lines into a target pattern around a hideous horned black steed.

> adv steed
>
A lesser North Wind banshee tears in, screeching and wailing!

>
You begin to advance on a hideous horned black steed.
> bob

You bob suddenly, lowering yourself into a smaller target.
[You're mighty, adeptly balanced and in dominating position.]
Roundtime: 3 sec.
R>
Your formation of a targeting pattern around a hideous horned black steed has completed.
>
A hideous horned black steed rapidly charges to melee range with you!
Deranged eyes suddenly flying wide open, a hideous horned black steed spins around and bucks, kicking out powerfully with its hind legs at you.
One of the hooves only strikes the air.
[You're mighty, slightly off balance with opponent in superior position.]
Your silvery-white glow shines brightly like a holy armor.
The air around you solidifies into a blinding yellow luminescence and throws off shimmering light in the wake of the attack.
One of the hooves lands a light hit to your back, walloping you to the ground!
[You're bruised, mighty, very badly balanced with opponent overwhelming you.]
The impact sends you rolling to the northeast!

[Pilgrimage Trail, Forest]
Heavily wooded hills rise on both sides as the road winds among them.  Glimpsed through the thinning trees to the north, a narrow valley nestles beneath the looming shadow of a snow-capped mountain standing silent watch over the terrain.  A fickle breeze sporadically rustles through the branches, cutting the scent of damp earth and leaf mold hanging in the air.
Obvious paths: north, southwest.
You crash heavily to the ground!

P> cast
You can't cast that at yourself!
P> stand

P>
You regain your balance.
P>
You stand back up.

>
A subdued blackness emanates from you.
> sw
You pad southwest.

[Pilgrimage Trail, Forest]
Fresh gouges bleed yellow sap where something has sharpened its claws on a giant pine.  The glistening sap-glazed bark contrasts with the muted grey-green moss mottling the trunks of the other trees.  Providing shelter to a family of bushy-tailed woodrats, a thick tangle of red currant bushes adds a bright splash of color.  The occasional shriek of a hawk brings about a temporary cessation of rustling in the undergrowth.
You also see a hideous horned black steed with a bony wind wretch on its back and a lesser North Wind banshee.
Obvious paths: northeast, southwest.

> cast

You close your eyes, drawing your closed fist toward your chest.
Seconds later you swing your arm outward, pointing at a hideous horned black steed as your eyes fix on it in a vehement stare.
Your cambrinth bracelet emits a loud *snap* as it discharges all its power to aid your spell.

Your spirit flows into waves of translucent energy that enwreathe a hideous horned black steed, swarming around it malignantly.

Roundtime: 1 sec.
R>
A lesser North Wind banshee suddenly leaps aloft, eyes dimming to solid night-black orbs and wild hair whipping about her face.  She flies toward you with one outstretched claw!
The North Wind banshee shoves her immaterial hand deeply into your chest, gripping your heart and beginning to squeeze...  Coils of frosty blue mist arise out of your impending blackout like so many fat, voracious snakes.  After what seems like an anlas or two, she releases you and backs away, yet you can still feel her depredation.
>
You feel fully rested.

>
Several bolts of flashing silver flame flare into view, churning around a hideous horned black steed.  With surprising speed, they swirl upward into the sky with a wailing shriek!
> prep hh 20
That won't affect your current attunement very much.
You begin chanting a mantra to invoke the Harm Horde spell.
>
The wyvern earcuff coils, sensing your danger.  Tiny fangs suddenly puncture your flesh, but the expected pain doesn't come.  Instead, soothing warmth radiates outward from the bite, leaving you feeling a little better than before.
>
The wyvern earcuff coils, sensing your danger.  Tiny fangs suddenly puncture your flesh, but the expected pain doesn't come.  Instead, soothing warmth radiates outward from the bite, leaving you feeling a little better than before.
>
Bolts of flame begin to fall from the sky like fiery fists of Everild, punching savagely into the ground as collateral energy sprays outward!

A bolt of holy fire strikes a hideous horned black steed in the left leg, burning and blistering its flesh.
The black steed is lightly stunned!

> targ area
>
You begin to weave mana lines into an all-inclusive targeting pattern centered around yourself.

> l
[Pilgrimage Trail, Forest]
Fresh gouges bleed yellow sap where something has sharpened its claws on a giant pine.  The glistening sap-glazed bark contrasts with the muted grey-green moss mottling the trunks of the other trees.  Providing shelter to a family of bushy-tailed woodrats, a thick tangle of red currant bushes adds a bright splash of color.  The occasional shriek of a hawk brings about a temporary cessation of rustling in the undergrowth.
You also see a hideous horned black steed that appears stunned and a lesser North Wind banshee.
Obvious paths: northeast, southwest.
>
A cage of shadowy tendrils coalesces around a hideous horned black steed.
A cage of shadowy tendrils coalesces around a lesser North Wind banshee.
>
A torrent of luminous silver flame rains down from above!

A bolt of holy fire strikes a hideous horned black steed in the neck, searing and charring its flesh!
>
* Tentatively, a hideous horned black steed bites with sharpened teeth at you.  You block with a glowing target shield with a triquetra-shaped boss.
[You're bruised, nimbly balanced and in dominating position.]
>
Sneering wickedly, a lesser North Wind banshee hauls back and throws her spectral scythe spinning toward you!
The spectral scythe caroms off of your target shield with a huge force of impact.
[You're bruised, badly balanced with opponent in very strong position.]
As the spectral scythe sails back in a wide arc, the North Wind banshee plucks it from the air.
> bob

You bob suddenly, lowering yourself into a smaller target.
[You're bruised, badly balanced with opponent in strong position.]
Roundtime: 4 sec.
R>
You regain your balance.
R>
A bolt of holy fire strikes a hideous horned black steed in the abdomen, utterly immolating surrounding flesh and bone in a conflagration of roaring silver flame!
A hideous horned black steed dies with a bloodcurdling shriek.
The swirling confines of malevolent darkness wane from about a hideous horned black steed.

R>
Bolts of roiling silver flame spiral downward from the heavens!

Torrents of silver flame continue to rain down on the corpse of a hideous horned black steed.
A shower of blazing silver fire pounds down from the sky!

A bolt of holy fire strikes a lesser North Wind banshee's billowing snowy tresses and slams into its back, punching through her ethereal body as a light smoke rises.
>
A frozen kiss meets the flesh of your left ear, eliciting a fit of trembling that runs through you.  A lesser North Wind banshee cackles, "Run, little prey, run!"
> gouge

< Moving inexpertly, you gouge your claws at a lesser North Wind banshee.  A lesser North Wind banshee barely blocks with her billowing snowy tresses.
[You're bruised, incredibly balanced and in strong position.]
[Roundtime 1 sec.]
R>
A bolt of holy fire strikes a lesser North Wind banshee's billowing snowy tresses and quickly fades.
>
You feel fully rested.

> gouge

< Moving inexpertly, you gouge your claws at a lesser North Wind banshee.  A lesser North Wind banshee beats off little of the claws with a spectral scythe.
[You're bruised, incredibly balanced and in dominating position.]
[Roundtime 1 sec.]
R>
* Moving inexpertly, a lesser North Wind banshee feints low at you.  You barely block with a glowing target shield with a triquetra-shaped boss.
[You're bruised, incredibly balanced and in strong position.]
> ' /male You should take your own advice.
You malevolently say, "You should take your own advice."
>
A cage of shadowy tendrils coalesces around a lesser North Wind banshee.
R> shove

You shove a lesser North Wind banshee with tremendous force, knocking her into a sprawling heap.
[You're bruised, incredibly balanced and overwhelming opponent.]
Roundtime: 4 sec.

> prep uncurse 50
A lesser North Wind banshee laughs coldly, lustrous white snowflakes spewing out of her mouth.
>
That will disrupt less than a quarter of your current attunement.

You begin chanting a mantra to invoke the Uncurse spell.
>
You close to melee range on a lesser North Wind banshee.
>
A torrent of luminous silver flame rains down from above!

A bolt of holy fire strikes a lesser North Wind banshee's billowing snowy tresses and slams into its abdomen, utterly vaporizing her vaporous flesh into a sheaf of dark mist.
A lesser North Wind banshee's face contorts with unadulterated rage as she falls still.
The swirling confines of malevolent darkness wane from about a lesser North Wind banshee.

>
Bolts of roiling silver flame spiral downward from the heavens!

Torrents of silver flame continue to rain down on the corpse of a lesser North Wind banshee.
> tail lash
You lash your tail.
>
You feel fully prepared to cast your spell.
>
Torrents of silver flame continue to rain down on the corpse of a lesser North Wind banshee.
> cast

You gesture.
Small tendrils of curious silvery light slither from your fingertips to enwreathe yourself.
Coils of frosty blue mist escape your nostrils as the Icebound Heart curse lifts from you.