[There's some joke on the tip of his tongue about the high ground, but it's lost as soon as Dodger grabs him. Taako goes to cast something, except that requires concentration and that's suddenly fucking impossible to hold onto as they teleport, the shock of it catching him completely off guard.
He can't imagine using a power if it felt like this, but he doesn't really have a lot of time to contemplate that, not when he needs all of his attention to focus, trying to cast something despite the hand on his throat and Dodger pinning him against the wall.
Make a wisdom saving throw, Dodger, because Taako casts suggestion, even as he tries to pull that hand away from his throat.]
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He can't imagine using a power if it felt like this, but he doesn't really have a lot of time to contemplate that, not when he needs all of his attention to focus, trying to cast something despite the hand on his throat and Dodger pinning him against the wall.
Make a wisdom saving throw, Dodger, because Taako casts suggestion, even as he tries to pull that hand away from his throat.]
Let go.