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<blockquote data-quote="Jon Potter" data-source="post: 300249" data-attributes="member: 2323"><p><strong>Part 10: Rockin' Role</strong></p><p></p><p>"Malak, mayhap these be protectors o' this 'ere monastery and confuse us as robbers; ken ye talk ta them?" Karak asked.</p><p>The two statues were advancing slowly but inexorably.</p><p>"I nae speak Terran or statue or whate'er these 'ere things speak," the cleric grumbled, readying his scimitar.</p><p>Karak harrumphed and cleared his throat.</p><p>"Stop, Golems," he said in loud, clear Common. "We are missionaries come 'ere for respite."</p><p>The statues gave no indication that they understood and Karak nudged his brother.</p><p>"Head for tha stairs," he whispered in Dwarfish and Malak started to edge in that direction.</p><p>"This 'ere be a Cleric o' Shaharizod and me a simple Guardian on a mission o' peace an' great import," Karak said as the two dwarves moved sideways toward the stairs. "We have given tha proper offerin' down below what allows us 'ere ta pass. We dinna mean ta disturb yer master where'er he may be. We will go now, back down tha stairs."</p><p>The two had maneuvered themselves around the slow-moving statues and arrived at the top of the stairs. Their animated opponents, however, were close enough that there was no way they could both make it down without suffering attack from one or the other of them.</p><p>"Get down!" Karak commanded, pushing Malak in the chest nearly hard enough to send the cleric tumbling down the stairs.</p><p>The nearer of the two statues swung its large fist at Karak's head, but the dwarf raised his axe and drove the blow away with the handle of the great weapon. Another fist came in and he deflected the blow from his chest with the haft of the axe.</p><p>Then he was out of the statues' reach and he chugged down the narrow stairs as fast as his short legs and heavy armor would allow.</p><p>The statues followed.</p><p>"What now, chalak?" the Battleguard asked and Karak narrowed his eyes.</p><p>"I will take tha one ta tha right, ye tha left," he said as the stone creatures stepped out onto the landing.</p><p>"I suggest ye use, 'Sand over Stone'," the warrior added. "I will use 'Hammer with Pole'."</p><p>Malak came at his target fast and on the left. The creature had barely turned its head to regard him before his scimitar struck. The blade clattered ineffectually against the thing's abdomen.</p><p>It swung its fist in retaliation, but the Battleguard was easily able to avoid the blow.</p><p>Karak waited until his own statue had taken its swing and then he thrust the head if his axe outward and up, striking the statue in the throat. The attack seemed to have no effect.</p><p>Malak ducked under his opponent's flailing fists and slashed out with his scimitar. This time, his strike chipped away a small amount of stone from the thing's left thigh.</p><p>Karak and his own statue danced around each other's attacks, neither able to get passed the other's defenses until he heard his brother cry out, "Oy!"</p><p>Malak realized that the blow was going to go bad as soon as he swung, but he didn't realize how bad until the blade shattered against his opponent's right forearm. A tremor from the impact traveled up his arm making his teeth chatter for an instant before the statue struck him in the chest.</p><p>"Chalak!" Karak bellowed as he dodged beneath his statue's attack.</p><p>He swung the huge axe in a massive sideswipe, landing a solid blow with the flat of the blade. Cracks formed across the surface of the stone arm and rock dust fell to the floor. He was able to disengage from his opponent and move toward his brother.</p><p>Malak held his chest. He didn't think anything was broken, but internal bleeding wasn't entirely out of the question. He let the useless handle of his scimitar fall to the floor and reached over his shoulder to where he strapped his claymore.</p><p>The statue advanced, its fist drawn back to strike...</p><p>...and stopped.</p><p>The one that had been fighting with Karak did the same; it stood frozen in mid-step.</p><p>Their faces had returned to the stern expressions they had both worn before.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Jon Potter, post: 300249, member: 2323"] [b]Part 10: Rockin' Role[/b] "Malak, mayhap these be protectors o' this 'ere monastery and confuse us as robbers; ken ye talk ta them?" Karak asked. The two statues were advancing slowly but inexorably. "I nae speak Terran or statue or whate'er these 'ere things speak," the cleric grumbled, readying his scimitar. Karak harrumphed and cleared his throat. "Stop, Golems," he said in loud, clear Common. "We are missionaries come 'ere for respite." The statues gave no indication that they understood and Karak nudged his brother. "Head for tha stairs," he whispered in Dwarfish and Malak started to edge in that direction. "This 'ere be a Cleric o' Shaharizod and me a simple Guardian on a mission o' peace an' great import," Karak said as the two dwarves moved sideways toward the stairs. "We have given tha proper offerin' down below what allows us 'ere ta pass. We dinna mean ta disturb yer master where'er he may be. We will go now, back down tha stairs." The two had maneuvered themselves around the slow-moving statues and arrived at the top of the stairs. Their animated opponents, however, were close enough that there was no way they could both make it down without suffering attack from one or the other of them. "Get down!" Karak commanded, pushing Malak in the chest nearly hard enough to send the cleric tumbling down the stairs. The nearer of the two statues swung its large fist at Karak's head, but the dwarf raised his axe and drove the blow away with the handle of the great weapon. Another fist came in and he deflected the blow from his chest with the haft of the axe. Then he was out of the statues' reach and he chugged down the narrow stairs as fast as his short legs and heavy armor would allow. The statues followed. "What now, chalak?" the Battleguard asked and Karak narrowed his eyes. "I will take tha one ta tha right, ye tha left," he said as the stone creatures stepped out onto the landing. "I suggest ye use, 'Sand over Stone'," the warrior added. "I will use 'Hammer with Pole'." Malak came at his target fast and on the left. The creature had barely turned its head to regard him before his scimitar struck. The blade clattered ineffectually against the thing's abdomen. It swung its fist in retaliation, but the Battleguard was easily able to avoid the blow. Karak waited until his own statue had taken its swing and then he thrust the head if his axe outward and up, striking the statue in the throat. The attack seemed to have no effect. Malak ducked under his opponent's flailing fists and slashed out with his scimitar. This time, his strike chipped away a small amount of stone from the thing's left thigh. Karak and his own statue danced around each other's attacks, neither able to get passed the other's defenses until he heard his brother cry out, "Oy!" Malak realized that the blow was going to go bad as soon as he swung, but he didn't realize how bad until the blade shattered against his opponent's right forearm. A tremor from the impact traveled up his arm making his teeth chatter for an instant before the statue struck him in the chest. "Chalak!" Karak bellowed as he dodged beneath his statue's attack. He swung the huge axe in a massive sideswipe, landing a solid blow with the flat of the blade. Cracks formed across the surface of the stone arm and rock dust fell to the floor. He was able to disengage from his opponent and move toward his brother. Malak held his chest. He didn't think anything was broken, but internal bleeding wasn't entirely out of the question. He let the useless handle of his scimitar fall to the floor and reached over his shoulder to where he strapped his claymore. The statue advanced, its fist drawn back to strike... ...and stopped. The one that had been fighting with Karak did the same; it stood frozen in mid-step. Their faces had returned to the stern expressions they had both worn before. [/QUOTE]
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