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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 5015515" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Isles of the Damned: Part 4e – Crystal Lake Island</strong></p><p></p><p>There was little evidence in Moab Cys’varion’s wretched form that he was once an elorii. His hair had long since fallen out and his pupiless eyes were pink. His flesh was splotchy white in patches, gray in others. He stood at the far end of the ship. </p><p></p><p>“I should be thankful,” Moab said in soft tones. “I had hoped to send my armies into Freeport. Instead I have sent them here and they have all failed. Or rather, they have achieved what I wished for them to accomplish.”</p><p></p><p>Beldin and Vlad stood resolute. “What’s that?” asked the dwarf as they advanced on him.</p><p></p><p>“They softened you up so that I may have you as experiments. You will make suitable replacements for my former adventuring companions. I need good warriors.”</p><p></p><p>Beldin circled around one side of the Naoke’s mainmast and Vlad around the other. Sailor and mutant bodies were littered everywhere.</p><p></p><p>“But for the moment, I think you will make quite a nice statue.” Moab pointed at Beldin. “<span style="font-family: 'Impact'">Corporeus lapideus!</span>”</p><p></p><p>A sparkling green beam struck the dwarf but it didn’t slow him. “That the best you got?”</p><p></p><p>Moab sneered. “Perhaps the former giant would like to become smaller: <span style="font-family: 'Impact'">Resilio adstringo!</span>”</p><p></p><p>The dwarf didn’t slow his stride.</p><p></p><p>Moab frowned but didn’t waste time on threats. He pointed at Vlad. “<span style="font-family: 'Impact'">Polymorph alius!</span>”</p><p></p><p>Nothing happened.</p><p></p><p>Beldin slapped Windcutter in an open palm. “This is going to be easier than I thought.”</p><p></p><p>“<span style="font-family: 'Impact'">Eradico!</span>”</p><p></p><p>A sparkling green ray struck Beldin square on the shoulder. A part of the dwarf’s body simply disappeared, taking a chunk out of the dwarf’s right upper forearm and part of his ribcage. For a moment there was no blood at all. Then his body gave out, pumping blood through the open cavity. Beldin clutched the wound and fell backwards.</p><p></p><p>“That should have killed you,” Moab said matter-of-factly. </p><p></p><p>Vlad almost reached him when Moab turned two palms towards him. “<span style="font-family: 'Impact'">Magicus telum!</span>”</p><p></p><p>Bolts of energy thudded into the Milandisian, but it didn’t stop him. He slashed at the former elorii’s head.</p><p></p><p>Moab drew a black sword, with a blade that reflected no light. He easily parried the blow.</p><p></p><p>“I’ve changed my mind,” Moab hissed over their locked blades. “You don’t deserve to be my minion. I’m going to feed you to my sword instead.”</p><p></p><p>“Pick on someone your own size!” shouted Sebastian, dripping seawater. “<span style="font-family: 'Impact'">Magicus telum!</span>”</p><p></p><p>Bolts of magical energy sliced into Moab. The elorii, unaffected, spun to face an opponent he thought eliminated. </p><p></p><p>“You! You were supposed to make the portal work! Instead we only were able to send Rooster through! You were bound by an oath of Sarish! <span style="font-family: 'Impact'">Fulgur sagitta!</span>” </p><p></p><p>Lightning stroked from his fingertips, and again Sebastian barely moved out of its path.</p><p></p><p>Vlad plunged Grungronazharr into Moab’s back. The elorii howled and spun to face his opponent.</p><p></p><p>“You think that mere blades can stop me?” Moab hunched over. Vlad took a step back. “I control the Stone of the Heavens!”</p><p></p><p>Moab’s form began to bulge and morph, as if he were a cake that had been baked for too long. “I will take all of the artifacts and use them to march on Freeport!” </p><p></p><p>Moab’s arms undulated as they turned into serpentine necks; his hands became draconic heads. Moab’s own head stretched and twined, and still more heads grew from the heaving torso. </p><p></p><p>“And no one can stop me!”</p><p></p><p>Moab’s torso spilled over itself, and four limbs jutted out of it. Scales covered his white flesh, turning it from pink to a dark red hue. Serpentine heads hissed and snapped at Vlad. </p><p></p><p>“He’s transformed into a pyrohydra!” shouted Sebastian. “We’ll never be able to stop him!”</p><p></p><p>The multi-headed shadow loomed over him. “A what?” shouted Vlad. </p><p></p><p>“It’s immune to fire. And Moab will heal faster than we can harm him!”</p><p></p><p>The Naoke groaned as the huge monstrosity continued to grow on its deck. Vlad caught a glimpse of Grungronazharr jutting from the pyrohydra’s torso.</p><p></p><p>“Grungronazharr is still in his flesh!” shouted Vlad. “I’m going to finish what I started!”</p><p></p><p>“Are you insane?” But Sebastian didn’t get anything else out. He unleashed another cone of cold upon the pyrohydra as he flew past to distract it.</p><p></p><p>Vlad pounded towards the bright red bulk of the thing, eyes focused on the hilt of his sword jutting out of the thing’s back. Several of the pyrohydra’s heads tracked him, their maws yawning with hellfire.</p><p></p><p>Vlade lunged onto the pyrohydra’s back, grabbing the hilt of his blade just as the mouths unleashed a blast of white-hot flames. The fire washed over the Milandisian warrior as he hung on to the expanding hydra by the hilt of Grungronazharr.</p><p></p><p>With a shout, he shoved the blade deeper into Moab’s changing body. He felt something burst beneath the flesh.</p><p></p><p>Then the body was shrinking, changing again, snapping back to the elorii’s wretched form. Vlad drew his blade and hopped backwards, landing on the deck of the Naoke once more.</p><p></p><p>Sebastian flapped down beside him. The remaining crew stuck their heads out. </p><p></p><p>“It’s over,” said the dark-kin. “You can come out now.”</p><p></p><p>“He seemed to think he knew you,” said Vlad. “What was that all about?”</p><p></p><p>Sebastian rifled through the dead elorii’s possessions. “I think he mistook me for another devil. And judging by that conversation, he didn’t make out on the deal.” He fished out the Leviathan Spyglass. “But what matters most is that we’ve now got all four artifacts.”</p><p></p><p>“What about Beldin?” asked Vlad, concerned.</p><p></p><p>“The dwarf? His body is merely a vessel. So long as his soulstone is intact, we can heal him.”</p><p></p><p>“Since when do you call Beldin ‘the dwarf’?” asked Vlad. He didn’t wait for an answer. “And where’s…”</p><p></p><p>There was a splash behind them as the spell that incapacitated Kham finally wore off, plunging him into the ocean. </p><p></p><p>“Never mind.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 5015515, member: 3285"] [b]Isles of the Damned: Part 4e – Crystal Lake Island[/b] There was little evidence in Moab Cys’varion’s wretched form that he was once an elorii. His hair had long since fallen out and his pupiless eyes were pink. His flesh was splotchy white in patches, gray in others. He stood at the far end of the ship. “I should be thankful,” Moab said in soft tones. “I had hoped to send my armies into Freeport. Instead I have sent them here and they have all failed. Or rather, they have achieved what I wished for them to accomplish.” Beldin and Vlad stood resolute. “What’s that?” asked the dwarf as they advanced on him. “They softened you up so that I may have you as experiments. You will make suitable replacements for my former adventuring companions. I need good warriors.” Beldin circled around one side of the Naoke’s mainmast and Vlad around the other. Sailor and mutant bodies were littered everywhere. “But for the moment, I think you will make quite a nice statue.” Moab pointed at Beldin. “[FONT="Impact"]Corporeus lapideus![/FONT]” A sparkling green beam struck the dwarf but it didn’t slow him. “That the best you got?” Moab sneered. “Perhaps the former giant would like to become smaller: [FONT="Impact"]Resilio adstringo![/FONT]” The dwarf didn’t slow his stride. Moab frowned but didn’t waste time on threats. He pointed at Vlad. “[FONT="Impact"]Polymorph alius![/FONT]” Nothing happened. Beldin slapped Windcutter in an open palm. “This is going to be easier than I thought.” “[FONT="Impact"]Eradico![/FONT]” A sparkling green ray struck Beldin square on the shoulder. A part of the dwarf’s body simply disappeared, taking a chunk out of the dwarf’s right upper forearm and part of his ribcage. For a moment there was no blood at all. Then his body gave out, pumping blood through the open cavity. Beldin clutched the wound and fell backwards. “That should have killed you,” Moab said matter-of-factly. Vlad almost reached him when Moab turned two palms towards him. “[FONT="Impact"]Magicus telum![/FONT]” Bolts of energy thudded into the Milandisian, but it didn’t stop him. He slashed at the former elorii’s head. Moab drew a black sword, with a blade that reflected no light. He easily parried the blow. “I’ve changed my mind,” Moab hissed over their locked blades. “You don’t deserve to be my minion. I’m going to feed you to my sword instead.” “Pick on someone your own size!” shouted Sebastian, dripping seawater. “[FONT="Impact"]Magicus telum![/FONT]” Bolts of magical energy sliced into Moab. The elorii, unaffected, spun to face an opponent he thought eliminated. “You! You were supposed to make the portal work! Instead we only were able to send Rooster through! You were bound by an oath of Sarish! [FONT="Impact"]Fulgur sagitta![/FONT]” Lightning stroked from his fingertips, and again Sebastian barely moved out of its path. Vlad plunged Grungronazharr into Moab’s back. The elorii howled and spun to face his opponent. “You think that mere blades can stop me?” Moab hunched over. Vlad took a step back. “I control the Stone of the Heavens!” Moab’s form began to bulge and morph, as if he were a cake that had been baked for too long. “I will take all of the artifacts and use them to march on Freeport!” Moab’s arms undulated as they turned into serpentine necks; his hands became draconic heads. Moab’s own head stretched and twined, and still more heads grew from the heaving torso. “And no one can stop me!” Moab’s torso spilled over itself, and four limbs jutted out of it. Scales covered his white flesh, turning it from pink to a dark red hue. Serpentine heads hissed and snapped at Vlad. “He’s transformed into a pyrohydra!” shouted Sebastian. “We’ll never be able to stop him!” The multi-headed shadow loomed over him. “A what?” shouted Vlad. “It’s immune to fire. And Moab will heal faster than we can harm him!” The Naoke groaned as the huge monstrosity continued to grow on its deck. Vlad caught a glimpse of Grungronazharr jutting from the pyrohydra’s torso. “Grungronazharr is still in his flesh!” shouted Vlad. “I’m going to finish what I started!” “Are you insane?” But Sebastian didn’t get anything else out. He unleashed another cone of cold upon the pyrohydra as he flew past to distract it. Vlad pounded towards the bright red bulk of the thing, eyes focused on the hilt of his sword jutting out of the thing’s back. Several of the pyrohydra’s heads tracked him, their maws yawning with hellfire. Vlade lunged onto the pyrohydra’s back, grabbing the hilt of his blade just as the mouths unleashed a blast of white-hot flames. The fire washed over the Milandisian warrior as he hung on to the expanding hydra by the hilt of Grungronazharr. With a shout, he shoved the blade deeper into Moab’s changing body. He felt something burst beneath the flesh. Then the body was shrinking, changing again, snapping back to the elorii’s wretched form. Vlad drew his blade and hopped backwards, landing on the deck of the Naoke once more. Sebastian flapped down beside him. The remaining crew stuck their heads out. “It’s over,” said the dark-kin. “You can come out now.” “He seemed to think he knew you,” said Vlad. “What was that all about?” Sebastian rifled through the dead elorii’s possessions. “I think he mistook me for another devil. And judging by that conversation, he didn’t make out on the deal.” He fished out the Leviathan Spyglass. “But what matters most is that we’ve now got all four artifacts.” “What about Beldin?” asked Vlad, concerned. “The dwarf? His body is merely a vessel. So long as his soulstone is intact, we can heal him.” “Since when do you call Beldin ‘the dwarf’?” asked Vlad. He didn’t wait for an answer. “And where’s…” There was a splash behind them as the spell that incapacitated Kham finally wore off, plunging him into the ocean. “Never mind.” [/QUOTE]
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