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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 5001698" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Isles of the Damned: Part 2g – The Boneshaper’s Throne</strong></p><p></p><p>They emerged in a room unlike anything they had seen so far in Zoltan’s castle. It was completely black. The darkness came from drapes, heavy velvet ones, strung around the room, covering the naturally gleaming ceramic. Two pieces of furniture dominated the room: a massive four-poster bed, also curtained, and a mammoth pipe organ, which wheezed out the weird atonal music that filled the atrium below.</p><p></p><p>One hulking mechanical skeleton plunked away at the organ while two others turned the pages of sheet music. </p><p></p><p>“Ha-ha!” Zoltan leaped from the curtains, looking as roguish, handsome, and charming as ever. </p><p></p><p>“Great,” Kham sighed. “Please tell me you’re the real Zoltan and we can kill you now.”</p><p></p><p>“I am indeed,” said Zoltan with a smile. “I have been watching you closely, and you’ve made a fine impression. If you can best me in a fair battle, I will proudly meet my fate and hand over de pistol.”</p><p></p><p>“Very funny,” said Kham. “Like my comrades would ever let me fight you in single combat. Right guys?”</p><p></p><p>Silence.</p><p></p><p>Kham turned around. “Guys? You’re not seriously going to let me fight him one on one, are you?”</p><p></p><p>Sebastian landed and crossed his arms. “You fancy yourself the hero of this madness. I think you should finish it in true heroic fashion, risking everything on a single clash of blades.”</p><p></p><p>“What could be more romantic?” asked Zoltan.</p><p></p><p>“I am not fighting you this way, Zoltan,” said Kham. “That’s stupid. Guys, back me up here.”</p><p></p><p>Beldin crossed his arms too. “I think you can take him.”</p><p></p><p>“Oh come on…”</p><p></p><p>“There’s something else that might motivate you,” said Zoltan after a moment. “When you took de false pistol, you were cursed to transform into a ghoul by the end of de day.” His expression softened. “Beat me and you will avoid de fate that I could not.”</p><p></p><p>Kham slapped his forehead. “Again with the ghoul problem.”</p><p></p><p>Vlad sheathed his sword. “I really hate ghouls.” He nodded towards Kham. “Kick his ass.”</p><p></p><p>Kham took a deep breath. “Okay, fine, fine. Give me a moment.” </p><p></p><p>He walked over to the other side of the bed. “Skiz!” he whispered.</p><p></p><p>The rat’s head popped out from Kham’s haversack. “Yeah, boss?”</p><p></p><p>“Stay out of sight, but run behind Zoltan.”</p><p></p><p>“Now?”</p><p></p><p>”Now. Go! Go!”</p><p></p><p>The rat scrambled out of Kham’s possessions and disappeared under the bed.</p><p></p><p>Kham made eye contact with Zoltan. “I’m ready.</p><p></p><p>“Excellent!” said Zoltan. “We will duel as in de old days. We will start back to back, take five paces, turn, and shoot.” He marched over to the center of the room. Kham joined him.</p><p></p><p>“Ready?” asked Zoltan.</p><p></p><p>Kham loaded one of his pistols. “Ready.”</p><p></p><p>“Beldin, you’re de most honorable soul here, so I know you will not cheat,” said Zoltan deferentially. “Please count down to five.”</p><p></p><p>The dwarf looked flustered, but he complied. “One…two…three…”</p><p></p><p>They took slow, measured steps. </p><p></p><p>“…four…five. FIRE!”</p><p></p><p>Kham and Zoltan whirled at the same time, pistol at the ready. But Kham was quicker. He fired at Zoltan’s pistol hand, blasting it out of his grasp.</p><p></p><p>The weapon spun in the air in slow motion.</p><p></p><p>Kham blurred out of existence and appeared behind Zoltan. In Kham’s place stood a confused Skiz.</p><p></p><p>Before Zoltan could react, Kham snatched Zoltan’s pistol out of the air and aimed it at his opponent’s head.</p><p></p><p>Zoltan whirled to look down the barrel of his own pistol. “Magnificent!” was all he got out.</p><p></p><p>Kham fired. A huge gout of flames exploded, disintegrating Zoltan’s head. </p><p></p><p>The metallic skeletons stopped playing and marched over to Kham, kneeling before him. Kham’s companions stood, agape. </p><p></p><p>Kham spun the newfound Leviathan Pistol and holstered it. “I think I’ll name dis one Jenny,” he said with the slightest hint of a Salantis accent.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 5001698, member: 3285"] [b]Isles of the Damned: Part 2g – The Boneshaper’s Throne[/b] They emerged in a room unlike anything they had seen so far in Zoltan’s castle. It was completely black. The darkness came from drapes, heavy velvet ones, strung around the room, covering the naturally gleaming ceramic. Two pieces of furniture dominated the room: a massive four-poster bed, also curtained, and a mammoth pipe organ, which wheezed out the weird atonal music that filled the atrium below. One hulking mechanical skeleton plunked away at the organ while two others turned the pages of sheet music. “Ha-ha!” Zoltan leaped from the curtains, looking as roguish, handsome, and charming as ever. “Great,” Kham sighed. “Please tell me you’re the real Zoltan and we can kill you now.” “I am indeed,” said Zoltan with a smile. “I have been watching you closely, and you’ve made a fine impression. If you can best me in a fair battle, I will proudly meet my fate and hand over de pistol.” “Very funny,” said Kham. “Like my comrades would ever let me fight you in single combat. Right guys?” Silence. Kham turned around. “Guys? You’re not seriously going to let me fight him one on one, are you?” Sebastian landed and crossed his arms. “You fancy yourself the hero of this madness. I think you should finish it in true heroic fashion, risking everything on a single clash of blades.” “What could be more romantic?” asked Zoltan. “I am not fighting you this way, Zoltan,” said Kham. “That’s stupid. Guys, back me up here.” Beldin crossed his arms too. “I think you can take him.” “Oh come on…” “There’s something else that might motivate you,” said Zoltan after a moment. “When you took de false pistol, you were cursed to transform into a ghoul by the end of de day.” His expression softened. “Beat me and you will avoid de fate that I could not.” Kham slapped his forehead. “Again with the ghoul problem.” Vlad sheathed his sword. “I really hate ghouls.” He nodded towards Kham. “Kick his ass.” Kham took a deep breath. “Okay, fine, fine. Give me a moment.” He walked over to the other side of the bed. “Skiz!” he whispered. The rat’s head popped out from Kham’s haversack. “Yeah, boss?” “Stay out of sight, but run behind Zoltan.” “Now?” ”Now. Go! Go!” The rat scrambled out of Kham’s possessions and disappeared under the bed. Kham made eye contact with Zoltan. “I’m ready. “Excellent!” said Zoltan. “We will duel as in de old days. We will start back to back, take five paces, turn, and shoot.” He marched over to the center of the room. Kham joined him. “Ready?” asked Zoltan. Kham loaded one of his pistols. “Ready.” “Beldin, you’re de most honorable soul here, so I know you will not cheat,” said Zoltan deferentially. “Please count down to five.” The dwarf looked flustered, but he complied. “One…two…three…” They took slow, measured steps. “…four…five. FIRE!” Kham and Zoltan whirled at the same time, pistol at the ready. But Kham was quicker. He fired at Zoltan’s pistol hand, blasting it out of his grasp. The weapon spun in the air in slow motion. Kham blurred out of existence and appeared behind Zoltan. In Kham’s place stood a confused Skiz. Before Zoltan could react, Kham snatched Zoltan’s pistol out of the air and aimed it at his opponent’s head. Zoltan whirled to look down the barrel of his own pistol. “Magnificent!” was all he got out. Kham fired. A huge gout of flames exploded, disintegrating Zoltan’s head. The metallic skeletons stopped playing and marched over to Kham, kneeling before him. Kham’s companions stood, agape. Kham spun the newfound Leviathan Pistol and holstered it. “I think I’ll name dis one Jenny,” he said with the slightest hint of a Salantis accent. [/QUOTE]
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