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<blockquote data-quote="Spider_Jerusalem" data-source="post: 2325848" data-attributes="member: 5507"><p><strong><span style="color: RoyalBlue">"Only enough to run"</span></strong></p><p></p><p>Thalin turned and went to call back Milo. His voice spasmed as a black-feathered bolt whistled into the back of his right knee and exploded through the kneecap in a wet shock of blood and gristle.</p><p></p><p>“Your time is ended mage! I have come to claim my vengeance,” shrieked Lyle from the doorway. </p><p></p><p>A score of dwarven skeletons surged past him, their broken joints creaking as they dashed forwards. Torious reacted fast. He caught Thalin as he dropped. Looking into the mage's shocked eyes, Torious hauled him to his feet as positive power flowed into the damaged knee. Tendrils of bright flesh closed over the wound.</p><p></p><p>“Only enough to run,” said Torious as he backed away from the skeleton horde, pushing the hobbling Thalin behind him.</p><p></p><p>Milo sprinted for a stonework door that was slightly ajar. <em>This was not open before</em>, thought Milo. As he ran, he fumbled for the <em>aqualish</em> toy in his pocket. </p><p></p><p>Thalin and Torious retreated towards the disappearing Milo. Torious hollered celestial curses at the cursed undead as they clambered across the tracks towards them. Thalin shakily loaded a bolt into his crossbow and fired at Lyle, but was way off target. </p><p> </p><p>“This way!!!” shouted Milo as he pressed the tiny apparatus into the thin gap. With a whoosh, the toy enlarged to full size, creaking in resistance for a split second before forcing open the heavy stone doors. Stale air hit Milo in the face, but he resolutely snapped back up the <em>aqualish</em> into his hand as he spoke an arcane word. With a chime, his crossbow lit up with a comfortable yellow light and pushed the darkness back. </p><p></p><p>Torious pushed Thalin through the doorway before turning back to face the tide of dead dwarves. Thrusting his meagre symbol before him, Torious flared his birthscars and called upon Tyr to force back these unholy creatures. In an explosion of celestial light, six dwarves were scattered to dust. It was not enough. Torious turned and ran.</p><p></p><p>A black-feathered crossbow bolt splintered off of the Aasimar's helm. Lyle snarled a curse as he failed to hit flesh. </p><p></p><p>Milo leapt into the stone work room at the end of the dark corridor, hoping to Tymora that there were no ghosts in this unknown area of the mines. Milo made a split second decision and turned to his right, choosing one of the two blank doors in the small room. With a bellowing roar, the door screamed “INTRUDER!” as Milo grabbed the handle. The halfling stumbled back in pain, his ears spitting blood. </p><p></p><p>Thalin and Torious burst into the room. Milo reeled away from the right hand door. Torious quickly looked to the left.</p><p></p><p>“Must have been a glyph. The other door might also be guarded!” breathed Thalin as Torious stepped towards the wooden frame.</p><p>“Death is not an option,” grunted Torious as he kicked the door through, sending splinters of wood into the thin passageway beyond. Recoiling, the aasimar’s ears sprayed red as “INTRUDER!” bellowed through the room again.</p><p></p><p>“Go!” shouted Torious. </p><p></p><p>He looked up to see a foot wide corridor leading out of the room. Possible to get through, but only just. The aasimar shimmied sideways into the gap and began to palm down the thin corridor towards the room twenty feet ahead. His boots kicked through a thick layer of small rocks. Milo held his ears but picked himself up as he saw the wave of placid bones lumbering towards them. With a shout, Milo pushed Thalin into the thin passageway then followed him through. </p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">- - - - - - - - - -</p><p></p><p>Lyle sprinted forwards, eager to catch the escaping mage. He barged through the dwarves and bounded towards the room ahead, his crossbow loaded and ready to fire.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">- - - - - - - - - -</p><p></p><p>Torious reached the halfway point of the corridor. Looking up, his scars illuminated a small pole held horizontally between the walls. <em>No wait</em>; a slender blade covered in dust was wedged perfectly into the foot wide gap. Shouting back to his companions to be aware of the danger, Torious ducked the knife and squeezed past. Torious could hear a faint vibration, as if the blade were under incredible pressure. Torious’s scars dulled as he realised what they were sliding through.</p><p> </p><p>“Run! The blade is all that’s holding the walls!” </p><p></p><p>As if in reply, the blade point jumped a quarter inch to the side.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Spider_Jerusalem, post: 2325848, member: 5507"] [B][COLOR=RoyalBlue]"Only enough to run"[/COLOR][/B] Thalin turned and went to call back Milo. His voice spasmed as a black-feathered bolt whistled into the back of his right knee and exploded through the kneecap in a wet shock of blood and gristle. “Your time is ended mage! I have come to claim my vengeance,” shrieked Lyle from the doorway. A score of dwarven skeletons surged past him, their broken joints creaking as they dashed forwards. Torious reacted fast. He caught Thalin as he dropped. Looking into the mage's shocked eyes, Torious hauled him to his feet as positive power flowed into the damaged knee. Tendrils of bright flesh closed over the wound. “Only enough to run,” said Torious as he backed away from the skeleton horde, pushing the hobbling Thalin behind him. Milo sprinted for a stonework door that was slightly ajar. [I]This was not open before[/I], thought Milo. As he ran, he fumbled for the [I]aqualish[/I] toy in his pocket. Thalin and Torious retreated towards the disappearing Milo. Torious hollered celestial curses at the cursed undead as they clambered across the tracks towards them. Thalin shakily loaded a bolt into his crossbow and fired at Lyle, but was way off target. “This way!!!” shouted Milo as he pressed the tiny apparatus into the thin gap. With a whoosh, the toy enlarged to full size, creaking in resistance for a split second before forcing open the heavy stone doors. Stale air hit Milo in the face, but he resolutely snapped back up the [I]aqualish[/I] into his hand as he spoke an arcane word. With a chime, his crossbow lit up with a comfortable yellow light and pushed the darkness back. Torious pushed Thalin through the doorway before turning back to face the tide of dead dwarves. Thrusting his meagre symbol before him, Torious flared his birthscars and called upon Tyr to force back these unholy creatures. In an explosion of celestial light, six dwarves were scattered to dust. It was not enough. Torious turned and ran. A black-feathered crossbow bolt splintered off of the Aasimar's helm. Lyle snarled a curse as he failed to hit flesh. Milo leapt into the stone work room at the end of the dark corridor, hoping to Tymora that there were no ghosts in this unknown area of the mines. Milo made a split second decision and turned to his right, choosing one of the two blank doors in the small room. With a bellowing roar, the door screamed “INTRUDER!” as Milo grabbed the handle. The halfling stumbled back in pain, his ears spitting blood. Thalin and Torious burst into the room. Milo reeled away from the right hand door. Torious quickly looked to the left. “Must have been a glyph. The other door might also be guarded!” breathed Thalin as Torious stepped towards the wooden frame. “Death is not an option,” grunted Torious as he kicked the door through, sending splinters of wood into the thin passageway beyond. Recoiling, the aasimar’s ears sprayed red as “INTRUDER!” bellowed through the room again. “Go!” shouted Torious. He looked up to see a foot wide corridor leading out of the room. Possible to get through, but only just. The aasimar shimmied sideways into the gap and began to palm down the thin corridor towards the room twenty feet ahead. His boots kicked through a thick layer of small rocks. Milo held his ears but picked himself up as he saw the wave of placid bones lumbering towards them. With a shout, Milo pushed Thalin into the thin passageway then followed him through. [CENTER]- - - - - - - - - -[/CENTER] Lyle sprinted forwards, eager to catch the escaping mage. He barged through the dwarves and bounded towards the room ahead, his crossbow loaded and ready to fire. [CENTER]- - - - - - - - - -[/CENTER] Torious reached the halfway point of the corridor. Looking up, his scars illuminated a small pole held horizontally between the walls. [I]No wait[/I]; a slender blade covered in dust was wedged perfectly into the foot wide gap. Shouting back to his companions to be aware of the danger, Torious ducked the knife and squeezed past. Torious could hear a faint vibration, as if the blade were under incredible pressure. Torious’s scars dulled as he realised what they were sliding through. “Run! The blade is all that’s holding the walls!” As if in reply, the blade point jumped a quarter inch to the side. [/QUOTE]
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