Blackadder

Player: Player 7
Class: Spellcaster

Veins of Silver Fire

Old hands: Blackadder and his companions had done Governor Vane’s work before. They had worked for him so long, they told him, that they were practically on the staff.
The burrowers: he drove a sliver of psychic force into one beast’s mind and quickened Tar with his magic, then let his boots carry him to a corner out of the open. When the floor gave way, his magic caught his companions, and they drifted down into the caldera as gently as leaves.
The darkness: on the peninsula he cast a black and total darkness over the far end of the rock. The executioner could not find another miner to throw, and a scream of frustration rang out of the dark. He forced a healing potion down the fallen Cain’s throat, then called to Char in Infernal: Your sister sent us to rescue you.
The chains: when the elemental rose he went straight to the prisoners, spoke a word over the manacles, and every one sprang open.
The circle: Forge took him and Cain to the temple altar. Fire poured through their joined hands, their eyes became burning coals, and their hair turned to flame. They held until reality tore open and the elemental was dragged down.
The official story: at the surface he spoke to Ashton in Infernal, so only the sisters understood: they had returned her sister, just as you hired us to do. He told her to use the story to strengthen her hand.