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| - | **Chapter 1: The Journey before the Journey** \\ | + | <WRAP centeralign> |
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| Sarren waved a hand as the last of his supplies magically marched into his bag of holding. Ready for the long journey into nations he had been officially exiled from. \\ | Sarren waved a hand as the last of his supplies magically marched into his bag of holding. Ready for the long journey into nations he had been officially exiled from. \\ | ||
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| - | The Elderly Grave keeper was busy tending to the gardens when the tall cloaked figure approached. Robert knew strait away this wasn't a normal visitor, he had seen and heard enough in his years to know the difference between the mundane and extraordinary. He stood up giving a big strech, though | + | The Elderly Grave keeper was busy tending to the gardens when the tall cloaked figure approached. Robert knew strait away this wasn't a normal visitor, he had seen and heard enough in his years to know the difference between the mundane and extraordinary. He stood up giving a big strech. though |
| The wind had picked up, the two stood their for a moment in silence. Robert broke the ice greeting Sarren who returned with a silent hand greeting. \\ | The wind had picked up, the two stood their for a moment in silence. Robert broke the ice greeting Sarren who returned with a silent hand greeting. \\ | ||
| Sarren peered over the graves and saw a familiar sight. The [[item: | Sarren peered over the graves and saw a familiar sight. The [[item: | ||
| - | Robert left Sarren alone, packing up for the day. "Now where is that blasted | + | Robert left Sarren alone, packing up for the day. Looking to the Horizon, A relapse in faith caused by a desperate longing. He spoke a silent prayer to a god he no longer followed, Asking //Tyr// to watch over his daughter |
| - | Sarren fell to his knees at the graves, Suddenly he felt the situation was far more dire than originally thought. He looked over the grave stones, //Kivlar, Rozie, Bryn, Grit and of course Seril// The names echoed in his mind as if they were happy to be remembered. Time seemed to slow down as his mind fell into deep thought. Sitting for a moment to rack his mind for information. pulling out his journeal | + | Sarren fell to his knees at the graves, Suddenly he felt the situation was far more dire than originally thought. He looked over the grave stones, //Kivlar, Rozie, Bryn, Grit and of course Seril// The names echoed in his mind as if they were happy to be remembered. Time seemed to slow down as his mind fell into deep thought. Sitting for a moment to rack his mind for information. pulling out his journal |
| He gets to when Zyllis told him of Exilis, the events that transpired, Even further back to the fall of Nabilhime and Zyllis' | He gets to when Zyllis told him of Exilis, the events that transpired, Even further back to the fall of Nabilhime and Zyllis' | ||
| - | Eventually he realized he was burring | + | Eventually he realized he was burning |
| - | **Chapter 2: The Friend before the Storm** \\ | + | |
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| + | ==== Chapter 2: The Friend before the Storm ==== | ||
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| Night was breaching the sky as Sarren reached the norther gate. Traveling at night was not ideal but he was in a race agaisnt time. he was refreshed and an elf sleep wasn't the problem it was whatever was waiting for him. he felt he was strong enough for any bandit or desert beast but it would be time spent dealing with foes, if he had a band then the fighting would be quicker. ah but how to find such a group at this time of night on such short notice. \\ | Night was breaching the sky as Sarren reached the norther gate. Traveling at night was not ideal but he was in a race agaisnt time. he was refreshed and an elf sleep wasn't the problem it was whatever was waiting for him. he felt he was strong enough for any bandit or desert beast but it would be time spent dealing with foes, if he had a band then the fighting would be quicker. ah but how to find such a group at this time of night on such short notice. \\ | ||
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| She paused mid skip and looked at him puzzled. " | She paused mid skip and looked at him puzzled. " | ||
| Sarren quickly pulled out his pen and began writing words in the air . \\ | Sarren quickly pulled out his pen and began writing words in the air . \\ | ||
| - | //Hello Madam, sorry to disturb you this fine evening but i have a very forward and brash request. | + | //Hello Madam, sorry to disturb you this fine evening but i have a very forward and brash request. |
| There was a long pause. //This will never work// He thought to himself, The pause got longer as the Aaracokra just stared, blinking occasionally. it was getting awkward and Sarren was very close to waving to make sure she was paying attention. then she replied. \\ | There was a long pause. //This will never work// He thought to himself, The pause got longer as the Aaracokra just stared, blinking occasionally. it was getting awkward and Sarren was very close to waving to make sure she was paying attention. then she replied. \\ | ||
| "Yeah! okay! sounds fun. I do enjoy // | "Yeah! okay! sounds fun. I do enjoy // | ||
| - | The two set off after a brief introduction. " | + | The two set off after a brief introduction. " |
| Ozrelia talked a lot, like a lot. Sarren seemed happy to just listen. her upbeat chatter was drowning out the negative thoughts and her perky bubbly attitude really brought a bit of sunshine into the past week of gloom. \\ | Ozrelia talked a lot, like a lot. Sarren seemed happy to just listen. her upbeat chatter was drowning out the negative thoughts and her perky bubbly attitude really brought a bit of sunshine into the past week of gloom. \\ | ||
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| They stopped for a meal where Ozrelia made Sarren some mushroom stew. it was delicious ad hearty. he felt like he could run all day on just the bowl. when he asked for the recipe she declined "Its a secret dummy" \\ | They stopped for a meal where Ozrelia made Sarren some mushroom stew. it was delicious ad hearty. he felt like he could run all day on just the bowl. when he asked for the recipe she declined "Its a secret dummy" \\ | ||
| - | They took a short rest before continuing on thier march. | + | They took a short rest before continuing on their march. |
| Ozrelia asked Sarren a question. "SO what's got you out here, marching through the night in the desert, asking strangers for protection. it seems like your in a hurry." | Ozrelia asked Sarren a question. "SO what's got you out here, marching through the night in the desert, asking strangers for protection. it seems like your in a hurry." | ||
| "your gold or your life!" a group of bandits strutted out from behind a rock blocking their path. | "your gold or your life!" a group of bandits strutted out from behind a rock blocking their path. | ||
| - | **Chapter 3: Words not Spoken** \\ | ||
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| + | ==== Chapter 3: Words not Spoken ==== | ||
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| + | Sarren had not experienced combat for a few years but with his heart pumping and his mind racing from the mission he was on it was like he was back on the battle field. \\ | ||
| + | So close to where he fought in the war over 90 years ago the scene around him changed. He herd the roar of armies clashing. the ring of steel on steel. The flash and bang of arcane being weaponized to kill. the screams of lost life, Snuffed out for someone else's purpose. \\ | ||
| + | Traveling through the desert on a cold night became a horrid memory rearing is ugly unwelcome head. He found himself frozen, unable to command his body. His vision blurry, he heard the muffled shouts, of soldiers, of the enemy, of the blood soaked sand. \\ | ||
| + | His breathing quicken, he felt faint, sweat, shaking, panic, loosing his balance struggling to keep upright. | ||
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| + | He felt a clasp on his shoulder, His name? muffled. " | ||
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| + | Sarren almost let a word out but caught his lip, Instead nodding. | ||
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| + | In the end the bandits where blown away. Though Sarren showed restraint his companion did not. Being on equal levels of Arcane power the thirty odd bandits fell in moments. Ozrelia ravaged their continuity with necrotic fungus turning them into rotting homes for new life, Even turning some of those corpses against their former friends. her confidence and sense of superiority on full display as she belittled the bandits at every possible opportunity. Some were strangled, others vaporized. she filled their lungs with spores and rend flesh from bone with Wild-Shape magic Sarren had not seen before. \\ | ||
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| + | "Your alot less fun than I thought" | ||
| + | Part of Sarren was a bit mortified how such a...pretty creature would lack so much empathy, to not only take life but play with it so casually. Could a druid really follow that type of twisted moral code? Though their journey so far she has been a joy to travel with and it was a bit late to rearrange the plans. Onward. | ||
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| + | The pair didn't bother looting and instead dusted themselves off and continued on their march. Ozrellia went back to talking about various things and it put Sarren at ease. being able to listen to her ramblings was soothing and even a little endearing. \\ | ||
| + | He would occasionally ask her questions about some of the topics she mentioned. She spoke a lot of the // | ||
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| + | the two of them slowly changed topics to be a bit more personal. the turns tabled as Ozrelia was now asking the majority of questions, Asking about his life and his current areas. what he enjoyed what he disliked. The Aaracokra cooked up some more of that mushroom stew. \\ | ||
| + | The cold night seemed non-existent to the pair. Despite her display earlier Ozrelia seemed to be a ball of sunshine, something about her energy seemed to calm the area and warm it up. \\ | ||
| + | The topic of why he didn't speak came up. Though reluctant he gave a brief summery of what happened, leaving out key personal details. he silently spoke of his time as a soldier, his time as an advisor and eventually what he was doing now. | ||
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| + | Ozrelia leaned over a bit closer to Sarren as he told these stories, each one seemed to drag his mood down a little more. \\ | ||
| + | "You really have been through a lot huh? it sounds like you haven' | ||
| + | Sarren looked up to meet her gaze, large blue eyes reflecting the desert' | ||
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| + | there was a long silence between the two as they watched the stars twinkle and the sand occasionally move with a lizard or bug crawling through. eventually broken by Ozrelia once again. \\ | ||
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| + | Sarren smiled sarcastically. \\ | ||
| + | "No really!" | ||
| + | There was another long pause, Sarren' | ||
| + | "Have you tried screaming?" | ||
| + | Sarren looked at her puzzled. \\ | ||
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| + | Sarren thought about the logic, he had defiantly coughed, sneezed, yawned and burped farm more than 100 times since the deal was made. after a bit of debate he nodded. \\ | ||
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| + | Ozrelia helped him up. " | ||
| + | She stood to the side as Sarren stepped up. still feeling a bit silly. Shuffling in place for a moment and turning back to see Ozrelia gesturing him to go for it. \\ | ||
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| + | "Pfft no, put more comfy, think about the war, think about the horrid people you have worked for. your friends who have passed. your wife. and how you have not been able to express yourself fully then LET IT OUT" \\ | ||
| + | The thoughts flashing in Sarren' | ||
| + | It seemed like the desert was silent for a moment. And Sarren wasn't done as he threw his arms up to the heavens and screamed to the sky again, and again. falling to his knees he screamed louder and louder until his voice cracked, strained so intensely after hardly ever being used he began coughing intensely. catching his breath the anger had left and gave way to a crushing sadness as tears began to well in his eyes. He herd Ozrelia rush over and embrace him in warm feathers. soft and warm she pulled him in for a tight hug as his resolve broke down and his muffled sobbing filled Ozrelia' | ||
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| + | She gently stroked his head letting him deal with his emotions. soon her soft singing filled Sarren' | ||
| + | //Thank yooooou \\ For all that you arrreee \\ Its all that I wannnnt-ed \\ Ever since i~, Found you \\ by the end of the worrrld. \\ \\ Don't blame yourself, \\ If its true, I won't leave, Never will I goooooo \\ all I wanted was youuuu \\ At the end of the worrrld. // | ||
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| + | ==== Chapter 4: Rest now, The work is done ==== | ||
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| + | Its rare for elves to sleep let alone dream but for those few hours in the moon filled desert on Ozrelia' | ||
| + | He saw his wife // | ||
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| + | A woman with Bright blonde hair dressed in similar attire to other members of Blinding Spear. One pitch black eye while the other was golden and surrounded by similarly golden runes that ran down her face and bellow her outfit. Her presence was stalwart, Inspiring, Like golden sunshine. Tall and well defined, a smug smile of heroic power or arrogance. \\ | ||
| + | She wielded two swords, These Sarren recognized as //swords of Greyhawk// \\ | ||
| + | Sarren seemed to have no idea then like a flash he knew who this was, The founding member of Blinding Spear. before he could say anything. \\ | ||
| + | "Ah! uh uh, your words are limited, let me speak, I just wanted to see you and tell you. Please put my Zyllis to rest. he is almost gone. It would be nice if he died with honour at the hands of a friend." | ||
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| + | Suddenly he was pulled back with great force and awoke, sitting up in a hurry. \\ | ||
| + | It had only been a few hours it seemed, The moon had moved slightly. Sarren looked at Ozrelia who was caught in surprise. She took a moment before speaking. "Ready to go sleepy head?" | ||
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| + | The next few days of travel went by uneventfully, | ||
| + | Eventually as the pair approached the base of the fiery borderlands they parted ways. Sarren had found a trail of otherworldly goop leading deep into the mountains while OZrelia took flight to make next leg of the journey simple. She told Sarren to come visit her when he was done his adventure she would have tea and treats ready. | ||
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| + | The light of the sun was blocked by the high peaks of the mountains, Silence filled Sarren' | ||
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| + | A few hours into the mountains he found the trail lead to a cave. the puddles of purple getting more and more fresh showing he was catching up. He braced his resolve before plunging into the darkness, using a silent spell to create a source of light. \\ | ||
| + | The cave began as normal but as he went deeper it became more evident it had been made by something, not natural. \\ | ||
| + | The deeper he went the more his head started to ache, as if something was gently knocking, testing his mental prowess. \\ | ||
| + | it was something alien \\ | ||
| + | Not of this world \\ | ||
| + | The situation becoming more grim in Sarren' | ||
| + | as his headache was reaching its peak Sarren caught a glimpse of something he could not face. | ||
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| + | The cave gave way to a large opening filled with the strange purple goop, though it writhed with infectious life. Sarren caught images of humanoids within the mass, groaning and calling for help. Sarren' | ||
| + | There in the middle, the living flesh had congealed into some sort of doorway, limbs and faces struggled in the formation, A portal? in the middle was a dragon, though what was a dragon, the purple infection had claimed it and ravaged its body, strung up with fleshy sinew like a spiderweb, hung like a sacrifice. \\ | ||
| + | And their, approaching, | ||
| + | His arcane power swelled in a storm of fire, an Inferno of destruction something in his arsenal to cause utter devastation, | ||
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| + | In a single moment everything went quiet, The bright light of arcane energy being weaved into physical form filled the cave, White hot fire rained from the sky tearing through the mountains to reach its destination as Sarren shouted, screamed a word so loud that his lungs begged for respite. " | ||
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| + | As the Meteor swarm hit ground Zero the quiet was replaced by violet devastation. It had been over 80 years since these mountains had experienced such a ferocious noise, For these brief moments its like the war had never stopped. As white flames tore through the mountains like drills and obliterated Sarren' | ||
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| + | Ringing in his ears as the world was bathed in fire and rubble. It took a moment for him to return to his feet. Learning he had injured his leg badly when trying to put weight on it. He crawled over the rocks, the cave had been lit up by sunlight as Sarren' | ||
| + | But as the smoke cleared it became apparent. Zyllis was no more. A massive chunk of his body had been blown away, including the crystal that was in his chest, shattered. the left side of his head all the way to his hip was completely missing as his flesh writhed in the white flames. His artificial body motionless, as still as death. \\ | ||
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| + | Sarren entered the main room to see much of the infection had also been burned away. Zyllis' | ||
| + | As his body fell. \\ | ||
| + | Sarren let out a breath as if he had been holding it for days. falling to his knees as relief and sadness began to wash over him. | ||
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| + | His Head started pounding again, Unbearable he cried out in pain as it felt like a piercing lance was railing through his brain. he looked up to see smoke thinning, revealing the doorway of flesh remained, the dragon still strung up. How?! Impossible? | ||
| + | The flesh begin to drag Zyllis' | ||
| + | Then the sphere began to grow and take shape. twisting as limbs and claws sprouted, Eyes, a maw. | ||
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| + | A reptile like creature, Alien like, Pink and purple flesh, its underbelly swirled like a lava lamp, Its wings like gigantic clawed hands with eyes in its palms, four eyes on its head with two antenna like appendages sporting another set of eyes, A long tail, claws and a feminine body shape. It was huge, as big as an adult dragon. It seemed to struggle to move as if it had just been born. \\ | ||
| + | Sarren was powerless to do anything but watch as he felt his skull would split at any moment, Desperately holding it together. | ||
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| + | ==== Chapter 5: A Sickness Unleashed, Livion ==== | ||
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| + | When the creature gained its compositor it stood upright before Sarren, His mind was spared the assault as he gasped for air, the pain stopped almost instantly he flailed on the ground trying to pull himself together. \\ Standing up slowly against this creature. its tail whipping back and forth its eyes locked on him as the other eyes on its body scanned the room. | ||
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| + | Sarren catching his breath, he was a bit beaten up but only down one 9th level spell slot. he deduced that Zyllis had taken the brunt of his spell to protect the doorway. There are not many things that can survive something that powerful. \\ | ||
| + | He checked the creature, its body seemed soft and it was levitating above the ground. no time to hesitate longer, he readied his spell book once again ready to strike but through the motion he found his body frozen. Panic. | ||
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| + | then he heard a woman' | ||
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| + | "You, Whatever you are, should not be here, Your presence alone. Every fibre of my body is screaming to kill you" \\ | ||
| + | Sarren felt his body become weightless as an invisible force restrained him and lifted him off the ground to the creature' | ||
| + | "Why dose it not speak?" | ||
| + | "Is it not polite to use the guest' | ||
| + | The creature' | ||
| + | the force on Sarren increased crushing him for a moment pain shot through his body. | ||
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| + | The creature looked to the sky, Sarren had to think, but this think could read its thoughts. Mind Blank! he channelled his arcane energy and cast it upon himself, feeling the pressure ease from his mind. The creature turned to him all of its eyes focused now. \\ | ||
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| + | Sarren caught a bit off guard but he figured that Telepathy was not a harmful effect so his spell allowed it through. he responded "Thank you but I am afraid flattery will not help." \\ | ||
| + | Sarren cast //Freedom of Movement// to escape the force he was in and followed up with //Blade of Disaster//. Flicking a wrist the blade swung at the creature, Slicing through its flesh it screamed out in pain with an unholy roar. It reacted as Sarren felt his body become weightless once again but be flung into the sky at terminal velocity. \\ | ||
| + | Looking down he saw the creature chasing him down, If this kept up he would be in serious trouble, He was already out of range of his blade it wouldn' | ||
| + | Suddenly Sarren felt his whole body shatter as his ascent came to a sudden violet stop, a wall of force or something similar had appeared above him and he hit it at terminal velocity, his body went into system shock as he felt everything going dark. | ||
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| + | Sarren came to on the ground in the creatures physical claws. his arms and legs hurt bad and many broken bones, but he lived for the moment and could move somewhat. \\ | ||
| + | He heard the creatures voice once again " | ||
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| + | Could he? he was dead either way, A gamble? the words of Aradoris rung in his head. //" | ||
| + | Sarren took a deep breath and began shouting words he always wanted to say. \\ | ||
| + | "I am Sarren Luhana" | ||
| + | "I am sorry I failed you Aradoris, I Love you " \\ | ||
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| + | With that final word he herd a Cackling, A voice he had never hoped to hear again. The creature pulled him back out of its Maw as Sarren herd its voices again, "Ah, something different is coming, something twisted and foul." | ||
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| + | ==== Chapter 6: Final Gamble ==== | ||
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| + | The Crone from the [[region: | ||
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| + | "A companion of yours mortal? a last ditch effor perhaps? this being does not seem like the one to call upon in a desperate hour" \\ | ||
| + | The Crone stopped its motion. "Ohh, Telepathic are we? its quite an odd creature you have found my dear Sarren, Well don't be rude boy, Introduce us." | ||
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| + | Sarren was only holding onto conscious through adrenaline, He was about to speak in mind but then realized, He missed his voice. \\ | ||
| + | "Y yes...q quite rude" he struggled with words being so injured. "Elie Toerot, Meet.....Livion....a being my commander fought against from a distance dimension.....Livion, | ||
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| + | There was a moment of silence before Livion' | ||
| + | The Hag Elie frowned. "You would really play such a dirty trick Sarren? and here i thought you were a good boy, No Matter, Dispose of the freak then I will take your soul Sarren as per our deal" | ||
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| + | Livion dropped Sarren to the ground as she stepped forward in a display of intimidation. " | ||
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| + | There was a momentary stand off as the two beings glared each other down a few silent minuets passed until the Crone made the first move, Launching a barrage of sickly green magic missiles with a cocky cackle, Pelting Livion with great toxic force, landing on an invisible barrier before finding their mark. A sinister roar was let loose from Livion as it lunged forward to strike Elie. \\ | ||
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| + | Sarren wasted no time, beginning to crawl away from the fight. He had just got to get a bit away then he could teleport to safety, His legs were in ruin unable to move let alone carry him, but his arms although screaming in pain still functioned. | ||
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| + | The Two tyrants took to the skies launching arcane and Psionic energy at each other. The hag Elie on the backfoot early into the fight, Not having fought psionic energy on this magnitude before. Constantly backing up and launching more and more twisted spells in Livion' | ||
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| + | Livion was having trouble pinning the hag down, Her twisted form resistant to her mind attacks and something prevented her from being held in place by force. Shooting off Psionic lances just to have them miss was frustrating. Livion focused her minds then let loose a titanic mind blast similar to an Illithids but much grander in scale and power. In found its mark as Elie cried out in pain, feeling her skull threaten to split open, knocking her off balance, off her giant pot lid. She tumbled down though the sky, being struck by piercing psionic lances as she did, one, two, Three as the fourth went wide, The pain managed to shake Elie of her daze and she let out a loud whistle, Calling the lid to catch her and make distance, It didn't last long as a wave of psionic force chased down Elie and blasted her clean out of the sky, Not far above the ground at this point but moving quick she tumbled through the rocky sand quite a distance before coming to a halt. Groaning in pain as her vision focused on the creature slowly walking towards her. \\ | ||
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| + | Sarren had managed to break line of sight finding a few large rocks to crawl behind. it was here he started the process of marking out a teleportation circle. Using a few spells to heal his broken body, it wasn't perfect but he could walk again. \\ | ||
| + | Plans fighting in his mind, He must stay and stop this creature, he must flee and get help. He was exiled not supposed to be in this country, He couldn' | ||
| + | He kept looking back to see how the fight was going, Catching the Hag being knocked out of the sky and cornered. his window was running out. He continued to work on the teleport circle, panicked, unable to commit to an idea. | ||
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| + | A wicked smile crossed the Hag's face as she chanted some twisted incantation. Pulling herself up from the ground waving her staff before plunging it into the ground, Cracks formed from her position as wooden green ghoul fetishes rose from the openings, Like undead rising form their graves. \\ | ||
| + | "I invited some guests you monster, hope you like crowds!" | ||
| + | The hag didn't let up either, bombarding the alien creature with more exploding toads and other twisted spells. A small hint of hope found its way into Sarren' | ||
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| + | Livion was getting visibly more angry as her attacks became wild and ferocious, The swarm of Fetish ghouls force her down and back but her power was astounding, Livion roared as her claw wings stretched out and linked up Infront of her. Sarren' | ||
| + | "what do you mea-" \\ | ||
| + | Cut off as a bean of pure compresses psionic energy ripped through the mass of ghouls and the hag, It sounding like the loudest nails on a chalkboard you could imagine as Sarren' | ||
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| + | Once the noise had stopped Sarren was able to inspect the situation. a perfectly carved cylindrical area were the Hag had been was carved through the land, as if it had been simply removed from the world. Panic began to set in once again as he turned to see the creature, It seemed to be recovering, such a attack must cause some need for respite. Sarren turned to his teleport circle and finished it with haste. \\ | ||
| + | "Come on come on, calm down focus," | ||
| + | The spell had failed. | ||
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| + | He slapped the circle aging repeating the incantation, | ||
| + | He Stood up, feeling fear. He hadn't felt fear in a long time, not like this. The creeping dread of the situation making itself clear. After so much has happened he was finally free only for it to be snuffed out. his hands started to shake, He knew the creature was behind him. Sarren could still fight but he knew his power was not enough. \\ | ||
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| + | He turned slowly to face the creature, It stood about thirty feet away just eyeing down Sarren. Its body had several small wounds, bite and claw marks, Seemingly healing rapidly right before him. \\ | ||
| + | The fear started to subside, As he thought over his life up to this point, Waves of denial would look for a way out but he knew there was little that can be done. \\ “I never thought it would end like this, Back on the war grounds against a something like you” he smirked at the irony. \\ | ||
| + | “Its Poetic that the war grounds have taken more of Blinding spear, so many years apart” | ||
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| + | The creature seemed to change its stance. Something Sarren said? Or something he thought? He was no longer under the protection of Mind Blank his thoughts on broadcast to Livion. \\ | ||
| + | He herd the familiar voices in his head. \\ | ||
| + | “Ah yes, ‘Blinding Spear’ We knew it was familiar.” \\ | ||
| + | Livion took a few steps forward but Sarren did not falter. \\ | ||
| + | “We have met your kind before, At the edge of the Abyssal lake. One came first seeking power, others followed seeking revenge. It was told to us unwillingly by the one who opened the doorway.” | ||
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| + | In any other situation Sarren might have been intrigued but staring down honest death he was simply hoping the end would be quick. \\ | ||
| + | “So what now!?” He barked in frustration. | ||
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| + | Livion took a few more steps closer “now? We shall partake, our first feast in the mortal plane. Sarren, you should be honored.” \\ | ||
| + | He looked up at the massive alien creature just like before its head pealed open to reveal a jaw that parted in two and countless teeth and tendrils writing in a pink purple fleshy maw. Primal instinct kicked in as his body began to move on its own, attempting to flee but he only got a few steps before he felt a sharp pain in his side and his body went limp. \\ | ||
| + | The creatures tail had whipped around and stung him with some sort of venom, completely paralyzing his body. He then felt the same invisible force grip his body and hoist him into the air, above the creature’s head. | ||
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| + | Unable to blink or look away, finding himself in a scene right out of a horror movie. He felt things start to go foggy, Perhaps the venom or just the fact his mind couldn' | ||
| + | Tendrils in the maw lashed out and gripped Sarren, Wrapping around tightly, They squelched with soft deep purple flesh, wet with bodily fluid. His breathing slowed. He expected this to be mortifying but his body was somewhat relaxed. his mind foggy as if drunk. even the smell of the creatures innards was like a strong exotic perfume. like the strongest lavender and wine you could think. it wasn't a good smell but not a bad smell either. \\ | ||
| + | Then without warning everything went dark as he was pulled in, down Livion' | ||
| + | Sarren' | ||
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| + | Sarren didn't know how long it had been. but brought out from his virus dream, A familiar voice. | ||
| + | " | ||
| + | He recognized Aradoris voice. he looked around "W Where are you?!" His body trapped in purple pink writhing flesh. he pulled against it feeling movement. then he saw his long lost wife pierce the darkness, a Ghostly golden abirritation of her. Her hand stretched out. He reached to grab it, Desperate, pleading. " | ||
| + | With an almighty yank Sarren was pulled free and the two shot up through the sky. Sarren was completely out of it for a moment before putting together what happened.\\ | ||
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| + | Sarren' | ||
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| + | " | ||
| + | Aradoris nodded holding him close. "Yes my dear," | ||
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| + | ==== Epilogue ==== | ||
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| + | Less than a week later The nation of Greyhawk herd the news of Sarren' | ||
| + | A trope of Covanian soldiers arrived on the scene soon after Sarren was devoured. Describing a alien like creature of purple and pink. It teleported away in a twist of space, The mage in the trope tried to counter spell it but it turns out the teleportation was not Arcane in nature. \\ | ||
| + | They found much decaying organic flesh but it was far too decayed to get any relevant information from. | ||
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| + | The black blade wielded by Zyllis was no where to be found, and with the only witnesses to the blade being dead there was nothing for others to serch for. | ||
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| + | Investigation of the area revealed several personal items belongings to Sarren, his journal and Spellbook the biggest clue, but no body was found. An un-used but functioning teleportation circle was found as well. the Soldiers of Covania returned the items to Greyhawk in the week after investigation. Asking Questions on what the Wizard was doing so deep in Covanian territory. \\ | ||
| + | Greyhawk officials publicly said they had little idea of Sarren was doing, only he said he was going on a trip. \\ | ||
| + | Unofficially? | ||
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| + | Sarren' | ||
| + | Later the remaining members of Blinding Spear hear the news not only of Sarren' | ||
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| + | At the moment of Zyllis' | ||
| + | Remains, brought by a Harengon woman and an Elven Lady who only said they knew the deceased back in wartime. The little remains were buried and headstones carved with the help of the Cemeteries keeper. \\ | ||
| + | Here lies Zyllis, And here lies Sarren. | ||
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| + | Many years later it would be Oxtrad' | ||
| + | a group of five Illithids walk right into the Capital of Covania, Blatantly right through the main gate in broad daylight. Swiftly surrounded the Illithids fall to their knees and beg. \\ | ||
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| + | ===Campaign 11: Plague of the Underdark=== | ||
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| + | Begins | ||
