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<blockquote data-quote="muhcashin" data-source="post: 661460" data-attributes="member: 5346"><p><strong>Up on the ceiling</strong></p><p></p><p>Behind them, the large eye-less spider followed. The wizard was first to realize that the arachnid was trailing them. In a drow sign language, he gestured that perhaps it would be wiser to dispose of the creature. Agreeing with the skinny mage, Meliadoul sent in her skeletons to do the work. The undead charged in, their bones clicking as their bonys feet hit the rough uneven floor. The spider pushed one aside, easily sending it back to death. The others didn't even manage to touch it and snapped at another with its black mandibles. Zal'Nir growled and joined the fray, his enchanted lonsword twirling as his adamantite full plate armor clunked. Two slashes had the monstrous spider's front legs sliced off and a final stab sent it to the ground.</p><p></p><p>"Is that all you got?" The fighter asked aloud as he wiped the sweat that started rolling down his dark scarred face. A large scar cut through his right cheek like lightning through the black clouds of a stormy night. A drider had done this to him on oneof his lone excursions into the perilous outskirts of Menzoberrazan. Is what also during that battle that he abandonned the traditionnal drow fighting style of Jivvin Golhyrr for Z'ress A'thalak's brute force. </p><p></p><p>"It is indeed all that we've got!" echoed a voice in drow tongue from above. Rizzen immediately started to motion intricate instructions. His movement were too fast, but Zal caught the jist of it. His brother was to sneak up on them, while the rest of the group would go meet their caller. The assassin melted away between the stalacmites that pierced through the cavern floor like fangs in some gargantuan beast's mouth.</p><p></p><p>Meliadoul directed her dead guards to surround her and climbed up to where they had just descended from, with the Neuromancer and Zal'Nir close behind. A drow elf wearing a chain shirt and a white tabard with a leering black skull awaited them. He held a glaive in his right hand and with his left, he beckoned the heroes to approach.</p><p></p><p>"Reveal yourselves. Who are you and what is your business here?" He asked.</p><p></p><p>"Well, our names and our business are our own. We don not have reveal ourselves to you." Meliaoul spat defiantly. "Who are you, might I ask?" The priestess continued.</p><p></p><p>"You are in the Szith Morcane territory. Only when you'll have answered my questions, will you be allowed to continue further into the Night Below." The sentry sternly answered.</p><p></p><p>"Answer this!" Zal'Nir sneered as he lunged at the sentry with his blade. Simultaneously, Rizzen sprang out from behind a rock and stabbed him in the back. The dark elf slumped over and his glaive clanged as it hit the ground. Suddenly three quarrels came in whistling from all sides. Glancing up and down the cave, the Neuromancer pointed at a foe that was shooting from behind the remains of the wall at the cavern's entrance. As Zal'Nir ran towards the crossbowman, incantations echoed from the ceiling. A sizzling bolt of lightning streaked down onto Meliadoul. She shrieked as searing white pain washed through her body. The Neuromancer countered by flinging a bolt of utter darkness at the now visible drow hanging from the ceiling. The crawling wizard's reactions were incredibly fast, probably enhanced by a spell, the Neuromancer thought. His bolt's aim was wide and landed a few feet from its target. From the ceiling more incantations were uttered. The air grew suddenly chilly and a roaring wind swiftly filled the tunnels. Great fist-size chunks of ice poured on our priestess, crushing her and her undead followers. As she stumbled back up, another bolt of electricity arched down into to Meliadoul's now battered frame.</p><p></p><p>All the while, the brothers were fighting furiously to fight the Szith Morcanese sentries. Zal'Nir twirled his longsword at his opponent. The sentry could only dodge the attacks; Zal'Nir's slashes were impossibly fast never allowing his opponent the time to draw his own sword. The overpowered drow's boot landed on a loose pile of rumble. That was all Zal needed to end his life. A quick flick of the wrist sent his enchanted blade slicing at the off-balance elf's neck. The head thumped to the cold stony ground landing in its body's pool of blood.</p><p></p><p>Rizzen knew that he had to take out the gravity defying mage. He gulped down a potion and started to scale the cave's walls faster than a spider. Only a few feet separated him from his prey, when it vanished. The assassin scrambled through his potion belt to find the potion that would revealed all invisible creatures. He finally the found the green liquid and qualfed it down. As the magic from the vial took effect, Rizzen saw the spellguard drift slowly to ground and run towards the hole. Thankfully, the Neuromancer saw him first, for he too had a special potion. Small flashing orbs of crimson energy leaped from his fingers and slammed into the refugee. The running wizard crashed into the ground and tumbled down the steep slope, his eyes rolling backwards and his body going limp.</p><p></p><p>Meliadoul's world was whirl of pain and numbness. As she lay staring into the starless night of the cavern ceiling, she began chanting a prayer so that the cold sting of ice would recede. Her broken ribs mended and her wounds disappeared. Feeling much better she finally joined her brothers who were arguing about what to do next. Zal'Nir kept on saying that they should run into Szith Morcane and slay them all, where as Rizzen insisted that caution was the best call. The Neuromancer stared, amused by the fighting siblings. A sudden flare of genius lit up his cold calculating mind. "Three quarrels were shot. Yet we've slain only two sentries. The third one must have already headed back to the oupost," the mage stated.</p><p></p><p>Until next session. Same bat-time, same bat-station.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="muhcashin, post: 661460, member: 5346"] [b]Up on the ceiling[/b] Behind them, the large eye-less spider followed. The wizard was first to realize that the arachnid was trailing them. In a drow sign language, he gestured that perhaps it would be wiser to dispose of the creature. Agreeing with the skinny mage, Meliadoul sent in her skeletons to do the work. The undead charged in, their bones clicking as their bonys feet hit the rough uneven floor. The spider pushed one aside, easily sending it back to death. The others didn't even manage to touch it and snapped at another with its black mandibles. Zal'Nir growled and joined the fray, his enchanted lonsword twirling as his adamantite full plate armor clunked. Two slashes had the monstrous spider's front legs sliced off and a final stab sent it to the ground. "Is that all you got?" The fighter asked aloud as he wiped the sweat that started rolling down his dark scarred face. A large scar cut through his right cheek like lightning through the black clouds of a stormy night. A drider had done this to him on oneof his lone excursions into the perilous outskirts of Menzoberrazan. Is what also during that battle that he abandonned the traditionnal drow fighting style of Jivvin Golhyrr for Z'ress A'thalak's brute force. "It is indeed all that we've got!" echoed a voice in drow tongue from above. Rizzen immediately started to motion intricate instructions. His movement were too fast, but Zal caught the jist of it. His brother was to sneak up on them, while the rest of the group would go meet their caller. The assassin melted away between the stalacmites that pierced through the cavern floor like fangs in some gargantuan beast's mouth. Meliadoul directed her dead guards to surround her and climbed up to where they had just descended from, with the Neuromancer and Zal'Nir close behind. A drow elf wearing a chain shirt and a white tabard with a leering black skull awaited them. He held a glaive in his right hand and with his left, he beckoned the heroes to approach. "Reveal yourselves. Who are you and what is your business here?" He asked. "Well, our names and our business are our own. We don not have reveal ourselves to you." Meliaoul spat defiantly. "Who are you, might I ask?" The priestess continued. "You are in the Szith Morcane territory. Only when you'll have answered my questions, will you be allowed to continue further into the Night Below." The sentry sternly answered. "Answer this!" Zal'Nir sneered as he lunged at the sentry with his blade. Simultaneously, Rizzen sprang out from behind a rock and stabbed him in the back. The dark elf slumped over and his glaive clanged as it hit the ground. Suddenly three quarrels came in whistling from all sides. Glancing up and down the cave, the Neuromancer pointed at a foe that was shooting from behind the remains of the wall at the cavern's entrance. As Zal'Nir ran towards the crossbowman, incantations echoed from the ceiling. A sizzling bolt of lightning streaked down onto Meliadoul. She shrieked as searing white pain washed through her body. The Neuromancer countered by flinging a bolt of utter darkness at the now visible drow hanging from the ceiling. The crawling wizard's reactions were incredibly fast, probably enhanced by a spell, the Neuromancer thought. His bolt's aim was wide and landed a few feet from its target. From the ceiling more incantations were uttered. The air grew suddenly chilly and a roaring wind swiftly filled the tunnels. Great fist-size chunks of ice poured on our priestess, crushing her and her undead followers. As she stumbled back up, another bolt of electricity arched down into to Meliadoul's now battered frame. All the while, the brothers were fighting furiously to fight the Szith Morcanese sentries. Zal'Nir twirled his longsword at his opponent. The sentry could only dodge the attacks; Zal'Nir's slashes were impossibly fast never allowing his opponent the time to draw his own sword. The overpowered drow's boot landed on a loose pile of rumble. That was all Zal needed to end his life. A quick flick of the wrist sent his enchanted blade slicing at the off-balance elf's neck. The head thumped to the cold stony ground landing in its body's pool of blood. Rizzen knew that he had to take out the gravity defying mage. He gulped down a potion and started to scale the cave's walls faster than a spider. Only a few feet separated him from his prey, when it vanished. The assassin scrambled through his potion belt to find the potion that would revealed all invisible creatures. He finally the found the green liquid and qualfed it down. As the magic from the vial took effect, Rizzen saw the spellguard drift slowly to ground and run towards the hole. Thankfully, the Neuromancer saw him first, for he too had a special potion. Small flashing orbs of crimson energy leaped from his fingers and slammed into the refugee. The running wizard crashed into the ground and tumbled down the steep slope, his eyes rolling backwards and his body going limp. Meliadoul's world was whirl of pain and numbness. As she lay staring into the starless night of the cavern ceiling, she began chanting a prayer so that the cold sting of ice would recede. Her broken ribs mended and her wounds disappeared. Feeling much better she finally joined her brothers who were arguing about what to do next. Zal'Nir kept on saying that they should run into Szith Morcane and slay them all, where as Rizzen insisted that caution was the best call. The Neuromancer stared, amused by the fighting siblings. A sudden flare of genius lit up his cold calculating mind. "Three quarrels were shot. Yet we've slain only two sentries. The third one must have already headed back to the oupost," the mage stated. Until next session. Same bat-time, same bat-station. [/QUOTE]
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