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<blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 2822164" data-attributes="member: 1210"><p><em>Twang!</em> Another of Drelvin’s arrows took the last orc in the right eye. With a scream of agony the humanoid collapsed. </p><p></p><p>Meanwhile, Dexter and Malford rushed over to Lochenvare. Therena stepped away from the fighter, her heart pounding. <em>I couldn’t let him go any further down the path of evil,</em> she thought, and <em>What have I done?</em></p><p></p><p>“It’s too late,” groaned Dex after a moment’s inspection of the corpse. “He’s gone.”</p><p></p><p>Old Man Malford grimaced. “We should bury him,” he said slowly. </p><p></p><p>“First let’s make sure that these orcs are all dead,” Drelvin said, beginning to check the bodies. Malford shook his head. Drelvin’s words should have- <em>would</em> have- come from Lochenvare.</p><p></p><p>***</p><p></p><p><em><strong>6:45 p.m.</strong></em></p><p></p><p><em>What have I done?</em> Therena thought again. She stood somewhat apart from the others as they began to dig a grave. They were grieving heavily. It was almost as if the big man had actually been their friend. Dexter’s blind face was pinched. Malford was sitting on a stump, resting his aged back and staring off into space, his mouth pursed in grim reverie. The sun was going down. </p><p></p><p>Drelvin leaned on his shovel for a moment. “We won’t be done until after dark. Maybe we should wait until morning,” Drelvin opined as the shadows lengthened. Malford and Dexter nodded. Therena said nothing, brooding on her thoughts. </p><p></p><p>She waited until the night was deep, not much helping the party with any of the normal chores of setting camp. Then, as the rest of the group slept, the necromancer carefully penned a letter to her master, Malford, before abandoning her watch, trumping away to Var with the magic of one of the cards that Rajah had had Unso craft for the party.</p><p></p><p>***</p><p></p><p>Therena’s remaining days were short. Fearing that the rest of the party would come after her, she sought out a wizard who knew someone that could make an <em>amulet of proof against detection and location</em> for her. The wizard declared that his friend would need the hair of a svirfneblin, though- and the deep gnomes were always bald.</p><p></p><p>Undeterred by the challenge, Therena descended into the earth, seeking an underground city that had once belonged to an extinct race of Dark Men. She found it, and an undead creature called Necron with whom she did not share a language. She fought her way through a variety of enemies, including an owlbear and a carrion crawler ghoul, but in the end, even with her bat familiar, a dog and a homunculus she could not survive the rigors of the deeps. She died alone, on the run, in disgrace, as the others were seeking Pandos’ mount much later. </p><p></p><p><em><strong>Next Time:</strong></em> Our heroes are beset by pirates! What an ironic turn of events, as they used to <em>be</em> pirates!!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="the Jester, post: 2822164, member: 1210"] [i]Twang![/i] Another of Drelvin’s arrows took the last orc in the right eye. With a scream of agony the humanoid collapsed. Meanwhile, Dexter and Malford rushed over to Lochenvare. Therena stepped away from the fighter, her heart pounding. [i]I couldn’t let him go any further down the path of evil,[/i] she thought, and [i]What have I done?[/i] “It’s too late,” groaned Dex after a moment’s inspection of the corpse. “He’s gone.” Old Man Malford grimaced. “We should bury him,” he said slowly. “First let’s make sure that these orcs are all dead,” Drelvin said, beginning to check the bodies. Malford shook his head. Drelvin’s words should have- [i]would[/i] have- come from Lochenvare. *** [i][b]6:45 p.m.[/b][/i][b][/b] [i]What have I done?[/i] Therena thought again. She stood somewhat apart from the others as they began to dig a grave. They were grieving heavily. It was almost as if the big man had actually been their friend. Dexter’s blind face was pinched. Malford was sitting on a stump, resting his aged back and staring off into space, his mouth pursed in grim reverie. The sun was going down. Drelvin leaned on his shovel for a moment. “We won’t be done until after dark. Maybe we should wait until morning,” Drelvin opined as the shadows lengthened. Malford and Dexter nodded. Therena said nothing, brooding on her thoughts. She waited until the night was deep, not much helping the party with any of the normal chores of setting camp. Then, as the rest of the group slept, the necromancer carefully penned a letter to her master, Malford, before abandoning her watch, trumping away to Var with the magic of one of the cards that Rajah had had Unso craft for the party. *** Therena’s remaining days were short. Fearing that the rest of the party would come after her, she sought out a wizard who knew someone that could make an [i]amulet of proof against detection and location[/i] for her. The wizard declared that his friend would need the hair of a svirfneblin, though- and the deep gnomes were always bald. Undeterred by the challenge, Therena descended into the earth, seeking an underground city that had once belonged to an extinct race of Dark Men. She found it, and an undead creature called Necron with whom she did not share a language. She fought her way through a variety of enemies, including an owlbear and a carrion crawler ghoul, but in the end, even with her bat familiar, a dog and a homunculus she could not survive the rigors of the deeps. She died alone, on the run, in disgrace, as the others were seeking Pandos’ mount much later. [i][b]Next Time:[/b][/i][b][/b] Our heroes are beset by pirates! What an ironic turn of events, as they used to [i]be[/i] pirates!! [/QUOTE]
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